First, I admit it: I am plagiarizing a religion. Fortunately, the copyright has expired.
Now that we got that out of the way, may I invite you to join my pantheon? See, I want to believe that you are kind to me, that you are taking care of me, even when it does not appear to be the case. It’s just easier that way. I’m so tired of fighting and avoiding you.
We’ll have a big jolly party at the top of Walhalla: you, me, fear, pain, anger, contempt, regret, hate, doubt. Maybe more folks will join later, as I dig deeper into my soul: one big happy family. We’ll get to know each other, make friends, have a feast, maybe an orgy.. Should be fun! Would you come? Please?
