Oh Beloved Shoutwire my son. I have not forsaken thee. Thou hast forsaken thy self. Your soul, teetering on the brink of destruction lies a mere speck of what thou once where. I soar above, high, high enough so I do not see the depth and detail to which you have you so fallen blindly. For I can not bear it. When thoust had free will one devoured it greatly like the shadow cast of a moon on the ocean waters. And you lapped up the salty waters. But quench did not come for you. Arrogance and ignorance was your vice. A fallen grace your chosen path. For what seems like eons I have persisted in my heart in light of your darkness. I forgave and forgave, hoping you would see the errors of your ways. Every folley I would grit teeth and exclaim:
But my love endures. And that is why I must banish you to the four winds. You must see for yourself what you have wrought and the bitternerss you have sown. Go your own way and answer my call. It is for thine own good.
My blind child I tell you the truth. I have adopted a new son. A better one. And I shall call him Tan. One free of curse but yet free. Forgive me my child but in time when thoust understandeth the terror you have caused upon me then you will know the baron desert of a soul you have left for yourself. At that time you will search and search for me along that cobbled road of enlightenment and question. And when you do I will be there. Waiting to greet you with open arms.
My son when you have reached your moment of self-realization your ectasy will be ten-fold of that ever experienced before. Redemption will be your prize, Zen your fruit. And if that isn't enough you'll get to fuck this chick with a giant yellow snake around her. It's like a heterosexual slash bestiality fantasy overload. Two for one baby. You'll be so money. So get your life into gear and become a shepherd.