easy to talk to him is never wrong. It does not give you breath. Pursues you everywhere. Even above the sea. It haunts you until you do what you want. And yes I told him: so the whole system is. So then you let yourself move. Six tender you. Want to make hard. Do you want to cover you in the robe of righteousness. And the story of the blindfolded and balance that does so much marketing. No. 's all a trick. The thunder, the rhombi. The shaking of the earth. They are special effects. Maybe what you really want to be. But you can not. I can not. You love, do not you remember? And so at last, as I predicted, the one who made the fool I was. To fool you made me go. Go around threatening disasters. A prophet from the road. And if I do not have laughed at first, they will do now.
me and I could have blackmailed say no. And what I got? Success. Yes, paradoxically, I have made known to the triumph. In defeat. You got the result you wanted, making threatening murder. Where next? Just in the city more turbid, the lair of the killers, predators. A people without mercy, vulgar, unbeaten and unbeatable. The only name which flows into panic. And you folded with love, not with an army more powerful. You'd have just snapping his fingers. And that would have razed them to the hundredth generation.
Instead you sent me. Reluctant, afraid, yes, but let us also: coward. Especially irritated. Because I knew how it would end: you on the altars, I am here, in this parched Castor to curse my victory. And what have I gained? A stampede, living side under water, three days' journey into hell and then this dry heat, no wind. This infinity white and fiery soul which sweeps away all desire not to drown in a thirst-quenching satisfaction, but rather to projecting a blinding despair. Not the light in which I would one day rest, but a crude advance of all the sufferings of Job. Why not also with him is that you behaved like a gentleman, let's say it all. He has gone worse than me.
And here a prisoner of this furnace, I have to put up your speeches, your apology, your excuse? Not thunder mica, here under the sky so clear and flat scare. Do not scream as you did with that to which didst all for a game to test him. No. With whispers me with this tone so soft, paternal, even maternal. Ask questions. Show how love can forgive everything.
No. So I do not like. From this I fled. From this infinite mercy. From this embrace is always ready and just asking to let go. From this forgiveness does not refuse anything, but that can only be rejected. Why have not you ever deny it, we who can deny you.
I wanted to see the fire from heaven. I wanted to see the earthquake. The soil bursting apart and swallowing buildings and animals. I wanted to see smoke rising from the bowels of the earth and burn. Oh, yes. It is burned, with the same taste with which their homes and women soldiers have violated the city razed to the ground, destroying the soul of the survivors, so violent that desires death rather than the memory.
I wanted to see your angels come down and exterminate the survivors with fear even more than with their darts. And the fire leaving only ashes purify everything on this damn Nineveh.
I wanted to see the innocent perish with the guilty, cursing them for this and upload them at the point of death, the sin of hatred that had chased them for a lifetime without ever reaching them. So that they too would be damned.
I wanted to see the triumph of justice, more visceral hatred of my instrument. I wanted to see blood, I said to your job, what would have washed the bruised memories of their victims, causing them to drown in malice on revenge. Because if you do not need to satisfy your thirst for hatred of the persecutors, what good is having a personal God? What can I do with a God of all, who loves, forgives all, welcomes all?
But so are you done, and even now if you here to torment me with your love. Leave me alone, leave me time to accept my success, my victory: this preaching that he got his purpose, which was converted, which led to repentance. I was so disappointed. And because he is purifying from within.
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