Oh, how long must I suffer with wrath. My anger is a tonic, like morphine. She fixes quickly but loses potency with time. How I have struggled to overcome anger. Consider, though, my perspective. Have mercy on my compulsion. For, not like many of you, I SEE clearly the consequence of our heartless nature. The false smile and lustful glare burn like the bush which smolders before my eyes. And although the privilege to see such clarity isn’t yours, you still must know, and I still must report that yes, OUR SINFUL NATURE, does matter, and that each action you take in favor of evil devastates the Truth. Repent for your behavior and choose the RIGHT. Know, then, that I have little agenda to change you. I simply report what I see. When newscasters see a fire they yell. Why shan’t I?

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