Before the post was posted...

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Someone had already responded.  Either... they can see what I am doing, while I am working, through electronic snooping?  Or they... can just see.  My guess is there are some of both.  Which this was I cannot say.  Though... I... have a feeling it was from those with "simple" sight.  No tech involved.  My kind.

Two of the three.  Few viewed that post.  Which is unusual.  But I don't care.  I... don't post for you, or her, or him, or they.  I... just post, these days.  Three responses.  I will put up two.  And a few more on another topic.

This or that, uncle or nephew, good or evil or... deciding?  Living, dying, resurrection, and such?  Many things.  A reason?  I don't know that, or know what it is if there is really a cause?  All I know is... I have agreed to attempt to do His will.  Even living through pain which itself kills many.  Stories.  Truths?  There... are terrible truths in the stories.  All truths?  I... don't, can't, know.  Only suspect.  And, as I have mentioned, I am a very suspicious individual.

No one, no man, nobody?  Nemo.  All the same, mostly, within certain contexts, legal meanings, and linguistic nuances of a dead language.

Finally graced with the death of pride, the only way to life?

There have been more.  Related to that or not, I can't be absolutely certain.  Oddly, they disappeared from my history.  And I... just can't remember.  If they reappear, I'll... consider playing more.  Good day.