Writer:
Here will come true that which reflects the essence of your nature it is within you, it governs you, yet you are ignorant of it. You've understood nothing. Greed didn't do Porcupine in. He crawled on his knees to plead for his brother. But he got a pile of money, he couldn't get anything else. Porcupine was given the essence of his true nature. Conscience and soul-searching were all invented by the mind. When he realized all that, he hanged himself. I won't go into your Room. I don't want to pour the filth in my soul on to anyone's head, even yours and then hang myself as Porcupine did. Better to drink myself to death in my stinking private writer's villa. No, Big Serpent, you're a bad judge of human nature if you bring people like me into the Zone.
Riportata da il
05/03/2025 alle ore 07:28