Jovial Monk wrote on Nov 27
th, 2024 at 9:20pm:
And a narcissist and not really sane.
First minor crisis and he will fall apart, like covid in his first term. Drink bleach and shine a light up your arse? Nuts!
There's something happening out here, man....
I know something that you don't know.
That's right, Monk. The man is clear in his mind, but his soul is mad.
Oh, yeah. He's dying, I think. He hates all of this.
He hates it, but the man's, uh. He reads poetry outloud, all right?...
He likes you 'cause you're still alive.
He's got plans for you. No, no, I'm not gonna help you.
You're gonna help him, man...
I mean, what are they gonna say, man, when he's gone, huh?
'Cause he dies when it dies, man. When it dies, he dies.
What are they gonna say about him?
What are they gonna say?
He was a kind man? He was a wise man? He had plans? He had wisdom?
Bullshit, man! Am I gonna be the one that's gonna set them straight?
Look at me. Wrong! - you.