Will

what is this about…some kind of question and answer session…’bout what…this guy says this…that guy says that…hard to tell whose telling the truth anymore…all these hints and allegations…think you know me…think again…my whole life could be one big lie…a giant falsehood…just story after story made up…and for what…for what…in order to impress you…make you think I’m something I’m not…this is how I operate…I come in…I do a song and dance…I entertain you…and make you feel like everything is OK…as if you wanna spend time with me…get to know me…all for what…for what…a pitch…a sale…some promises made…then broken…and you look at me with those emerald eyes of yours…bewildered…unable to believe what you see…in the flesh…what am I some kind of angel come down from above to create wonderment in your life…an everlasting joy…guess again…guess again…I got this rosary from a monk in the Bronx…simple…wooden beads…a cross on the end of it with a figure of our lord and savior…what does it mean…some kind of device that you can pray to God on…a symbolic gesture…does it give you peace…understanding…does it…or is it just another lie…something to put your faith into…this is the point I’m making…we put our faith in everything but truth…me…him…the lady down the street…her kids who stay up all night looking at stars and wondering if there is any repercussions to our sins…wondering if they’re paid for…if Christ’s sacrifice was enough…was it…and all I want from you is this…just a belief…a simple belief that comes with self-confidence…a knowing…a knowing…call me crazy…this rambling on…but I’ll say it again…think you know me…think you know me…my friend…we don’t know anything…just the here and now…was earth built in six days…possibly…did an ark save people from a flood…maybe…am I here to offer you the deal of a lifetime…absolutely not…there’ll be more guys coming along way after I’m gone…so consider the possibilities…think about what could be…basically I offer nothing…always have…you need insurance…everybody needs insurance…shelter…food…a buck…here’s what it gets down to…and I want you to think about it…do you have a dollar you can spare…do you…just enough for a cup of coffee…how ’bout a smoke…something…something…I’ll give you my soul…

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