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3in1
Dear Science.
You really are a thorn in my head you know that.
What Have I Done, to deserve this. I created this world, this galaxy, this Universe to serve me; and yet here you come, with your gizmo's and whatyoumacallit's and you plague the minds of my children. Getting them to question everything and find out answers for themselves. Making up theories and laws and classes. Creating experiments and proofs, Proofs I swear never in my life have I had to prove myself to anyone before.
I Never... I gave you all the answers that you could ever want. I handed them to you in a book. Written down. All you had to do was to read the words on the scripture and 'Tada'; There would be the answers to all your questions. But... No. You could not just leave well enough alone.
You had to question everything. Look into every crevasse. Learn. Bah, what kind of drivel is that. Learning! I swear, the only thing I regret is that I allowed more of you to live. I should have had you all burnt with the witches. Medamnit. I mean, seriously.
What have you possibly added to the lives of those that you have served? Nothing! Nothing but lies and doubt and theories. Oh you might have extended a life here or there. But have you found the ultimate answer? Have you given meaning into their lives? Have you granted or gifted them with Hope, and Love and Meaning and Release. No, all you do just destroy their lives and bring about more despair and loneliness with your Ipads, and Iphones and Iapples mackintosh techno crap... What garbage.
It's all about "I's" with you. I, I, I, I, I! I gave them community. All you have done is drive them farther apart.
Sincere Disrespect
God
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