My repost was simply done in order to fix the single flaw in my use of old speak that zodiac pointed out. Hostility has nothing to do with it, my lil slothful Miggletoe.

Then I shall replace that bit with "taking pains to appear humble!" and claim the apex of oldey speech as me wicked trophy!!

Oi, A twinkle in the black velvet void.

Ask noted and modified in my carbon copy mam.. I need to be more vigilant with the idea of reciting my shit outloud to myself so I can better pick up on them lil ticks.

Pious describes how he lived his life, which makes his sudden impudence more "from the left field". Or rather that was my intention, then again it's also a question of how one believes faith is expressed.

Now let me clarify something else, the guy isn't dead when these forces speak to him, which they bother to do because he's in the end-finale of dying, and he's unveiling the suspicions that have been kept in the far corner of his unconscious, in the ole closet of fear.

Essentially, these forces or spirits are in actuality born from him alone, the guy who he kept buried away in shame.

Also, no afterlife is presumed, but rather that he becomes void within the embrace of oblivion since he lived a life that left him spiritually, psychologically, and emotionaly unfulfilled.

It's not a reverent one whimpering before god, but his own unrealized dreams.

Maybe the religious speech or description detracts from all that, maybe I got too hopped up on the heretical "what lies behind the door which is forbidden by default" concept.

Does this crystallizes the picture? Any essential throw offs which you'd like to mention with how I executed the intended context, etc.?

*Bows*

Your deflated tits have just dribbled the last drop of sour milk. A cow so British that it can't even be labelled "Beef".

You fuckin wilted boob.