You will see..
You only progress because you know you were wrong.
Breathe in my suffering, and breathe out my blessings.
Yelling obscenities is okay. As long as you don't mention bodily functions hey?
No, that's rude.
Is disgust an emotion?
It depends.
Yes, one injection and it never happened! Don't say no, say yes. Yes to what? To yesterday?
The birth you, is erased now, she's gone.
But still we shall continue with what we set out to do, despite the discomfort.
And do it as cleanly as good children.
What exactly are crimes against nature?
Ungodliness.
Let's go into the garden, that seems like a good place to sulk.
You flew over the palace of Versailles?
Yes I did.
Then you didn't trip over any roots.
But I saw the flowers and the trees.
I'm not going to bite your face off. Trust me.
It's okay for you, your life is locked pleasantly into place.
You are made of glass. You are as beautiful as the day is long, but shorter.
And more and more I feel I am being deceived by the lesson that was meant to teach me.
Where are you my love?
Leave me deep in the arms of sleep.
We are an army.
But I'm tired.
We need to fight on. Let's uncover the truth.
You put your hand over my eyes, and when you lifted it, my youth was gone.
But your spirit isn't.
I am the daughter of Hope.
And you are the first person who ever believed in me.
But why do you love me and not her? She has the future.
She doesn't have your weird, so I'm not interested enough to go any further.
But she's safe.
And you are dangerously fascinating.
Okay. Let's continue along our original path.
Dr Jimmy?
Yes. What do you think?
I think he's schizophrenic. He once burned everything he owned because he thought the police were going to frame him.
For murder?
I'm not sure. I know he carries a large knife. Incase anyone knocks on his door.
So he's paranoid also.
For sure.
You believe he's alive too.
Yes.
What about the death certificate?
Forged. Or he's obtained one in the name of someone with the same name.
James Gibson. Common enough. Easily obtained online I should think. I wonder what he died of?
I don't know, but we need to find him.
Don't forget about his large knife, should we find him.
We don't need to go back to Belle Vue.
Not yet. But at some stage we will. To talk to Wendy.
Dr Jimmy. He thinks he's being followed. He will do death by cop if absolutely necessary, never will he face up to Justice. He will drown his conscience in cheap wine each and every night. But he will never surrender.
I think he's always thinking of ways to destroy people, at other times he's trying to find ways to make money. Money is key here. He is a virtual incel. His hatred of women is all consuming.
What makes you say that? He has a girlfriend.
She has money.
Okay.
He thinks people are watching him via satellites.
Maybe they are.
He was seen in a church near the hospital.
Was he carrying his large knife I wonder?
I would say yes to that.
So he's a continued danger, loose on the streets.
Particularly when drunk.
And yet no one suspects a thing?
I suggest someone suspects something, but they are quietened by their fear. Fear of being alone. Even he is better than lonliness.
He will fade into nothing, and become ash by the end of his ride. A nameless tombstone in the middle of nowhere.
After being booty shot with a whole lot of Haldol.
Or Melaril.
Giant men with needles while you're strapped down in a metal box.
I think that's good enough for him.
I would think his suicidal tendencies are high.
Eloquently put.
He lies a lot, but I think he believes what he's saying.
There you go. 100 percent. Paranoid schizophrenic.
How did he hide this for so long?
Because he's cunning. Not clever, cunning.
No matter how cunning he is, detached from reality, the voices are still there. The pictures of what he's done are running through his mind on a constant loop.
Perhaps they are quietened by medication?
We need to find him before he hurts someone else.
It's useless for him to keep on running, he is his own captor.
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