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first ever mono-log. . . please tell me wat you think
i have wronged you. wronged you in the highest. but for you, who looks upon yourself as doing no wrong, when you so much as blatantly say and do wat you know for more than a fact to be wrong. if you can truthfully seat yourself next to the highest seat of heaven, second only to he who sees and commands all, then you may smile. i beg of you to see it as a wrong doing made by the blindness of a dumb-founded youth. not of an individual that did an act of doing it in spite of anything. for now we are equal. friendship is all i ask. no more than wat can be asked, and no less than wat should be asked of you. if this be deemed unachievable, then consider it a deed upon your head, all of which came about because of your ignorance and self-blinding. once done you should now see that you, such an imperfect being, are no better, maybe even slightly more corrupt, than i. for he, the being of all knowledge, compassion, peace, and tranquility, will see you for wat you are. not for the charade upon wat you show the world. we all have faults and mistrials. some more than others. the only mere difference between the two groups are of those who admit, and of those who wont. for where do you stand?
i have wronged you. wronged you in the highest. but for you, who looks upon yourself as doing no wrong, when you so much as blatantly say and do wat you know for more than a fact to be wrong. if you can truthfully seat yourself next to the highest seat of heaven, second only to he who sees and commands all, then you may smile. i beg of you to see it as a wrong doing made by the blindness of a dumb-founded youth. not of an individual that did an act of doing it in spite of anything. for now we are equal. friendship is all i ask. no more than wat can be asked, and no less than wat should be asked of you. if this be deemed unachievable, then consider it a deed upon your head, all of which came about because of your ignorance and self-blinding. once done you should now see that you, such an imperfect being, are no better, maybe even slightly more corrupt, than i. for he, the being of all knowledge, compassion, peace, and tranquility, will see you for wat you are. not for the charade upon wat you show the world. we all have faults and mistrials. some more than others. the only mere difference between the two groups are of those who admit, and of those who wont. for where do you stand?