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02-11-2007 06:27 AM |
God On Call {Prose}
Dear World,
I apologize. My name has been taken in vain and used in situations opposed to myself with the claim that it is doing my will. I have to let you know, before I lose all credibility, that the people who claim to do my bidding, more often than do, don't. These people have started wars, fighting about me. Let it be known that this is not my will. A few years ago, there was a guy who was right when he said that I told him what he needed to do. But at the time, people didn't believe him, and killed him before he reached middle-aged. But he was the only one I talked to. So, listen to him. A few times, people have said that he has returned, and they are he, but they lied. They just wanted to be popular. Which reminds me - be nice to the kid who sits in the corner and doesn't talk, because he is plotting to kill you and make up for his unpopularity later. I don't mind it when you try to talk to me, because this place is so boring and it gives me something to do, but the connection wires short sometimes, so I can't hear you, and I lost the return address and I can't talk back to you. I used to be able to, but you stopped hearing me when you started to learn how to talk to each other, I guess you got bored, and I put my end away. I think one of my friends took it, because you always talk to me but listen to him.
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