Who is there?

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What are you suggesting?  Loud?  A bit... mean?  Aye.  But not all suggested here, or now.

Different?  True.  Which or what?  I don't think it can be known.

For my part, it might just be from the pain.  From the dying.  I have been dying for decades.  I can't seem to get off my cross.  Sometimes I can... find some relief, in or through or under the pain.  Sometimes I am at peace right in the pain.  Sometimes I see strange things.  Illusions?  Delusion?  Or truth beyond what most can, or will, see?  From the pain, situation, understandings?  Especially beginning to believe I have a lot longer to go?

I am suffering greatly.  I can't seem to die, or get down off this device.  And, yet, I am at peace with things, mostly, finally.  But you?  You... are the one who now suffers for my situation.  I would relieve you if I could.  I tell you, be at peace.  And, know, if I can suffer through this, you should be able to find your own way.  If you can't handle it... let go... at least of my suffering.  For me?  It is a grace, and all I sometimes have remaining to me.  It is what keeps me alive?  Or keeps me trying in what remains of my life.  The latter for certain.  Amen.

Bullet proof?  Not... quite in the way that you mean it.  But... I... get it.  Do you?  

Be at peace, and be well.