I’m being hunted. Hunted to be tortured.
I know why I’m being hunted. I know why people torture.
They’re trying in the best way that they know how to get gods attention.
There are two ways people attempt this:
1.) to be as good as they possibly can be
2.) to be as wicked as they possibly can be
I can assure you that a god (not the god) understands that destruction, breaking stuff, damaging something is the easiest thing to do in existence.
Fixing something, maintaining something, improving something … that’s work.
So basically, in their twisted way, people in the two category think they’re doing the correct thing by coming after me by trying to summon god by saying “look what I can do to this person, come help us”
By braking stuff.
I’ve been hunted for decades now. Tormented.
I drink to help with ptsd on a scale nobody on this board, or even earth can comprehend.
I’m trying to be the god you’re looking for.
I still mature everyday. I have a great many loved ones. I’m not a bum on the street, though must people when they see me, think that I am.
That’s my simple message to my hunters.
I understand you.