Someone keeps suggesting something.

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Sometimes a song will show.  Time, and time, and time again.  Almost every time I look.  And, sometimes, I try to ignore it.  I do ignore.  I have been ignoring it.  I don't always understand, if... there may be... a path or two toward understanding.  Ignore?  Ignore again?  Gah!  The pain, of ignoring what won't be ignored!

First, it was every other day.  Then twice a day.  Then five times a day.  Then most every time I look.  And, finally, it has been there every time I look.  So, fine, I'll play it.  She wants to be heard.  My psychic ears are bleeding.  I'll... play it.

A few odd mixes showed when I decided to play it.  Strange.  I don't think that is what she is saying?  Or, it may be frustration with my ability to ignore... for so very long.  Or... something, someone, else.  I... do enjoy.  If my skillz are topz, good.

Oh, but understand?  To be a bad guy on earth is not, always, truly being a villain.  Ask The Christ.  Jesus was considered so dangerous they decided to murder Him.  And, He was so good at being a worldly villain?  That His death ended the worldly nature.  Many think, because all wasn't ended at that time, on that exact day, not even the temple they thought He meant?  That it, His death, means nothing.  Many even in the church have decided to let go of all that.  But I tell you, it isn't over.  Just... His death was the end of a beginning.  But the beginning was... just that... the beginning.  But the beginning of the rest, not the beginning of the end?  Aye.

So, what I am telling you, is that if I happen to be a villain, a destroyer, it is... in the right way.  If some woman, or friend, realizes my ways, and things?  It more means they have come fully to Christ.  If they believe otherwise, then they are incorrect.  But... I... do like the idea.  And, if wrong?  There is... always time.  It only took me eternities to... find my way home.  I have become... patient.

And, for her?  If I think it is a her, mostly?  Well... something I truly enjoy about women.  They really do have some fascinating... parts.  Toys?  Everything, to a man, to some degree, is a toy.  Respectfully, though sometimes not.  Ah, yes.

Oh, and when I finally gave up, decided to post?  This one showed up.

Not real, one way or the other.  But... the idea entertains.  I'd have to see... more.  I just don't.  I only see the patterns.  Enjoy them, to some level.  *rictus grin*