So be it. Apostasy will be your sin, and your own damnation, thougn it doesnt need to be, and I truely doubt Our Lady will let it stand forever.
And for the record, know that I have expounded on your writing, recognizing them as the start of your quest but moving on to my own, as surely as I recognize you are now crossing your desert. I merely use your own words to help you reach across time to your own lost hopes of salvation.
There is no one to kill but ye, brother, and you will die of thirst and hunger as you try to kill your brother, which Our Lady will not let you do, for your and his sake, even though it will mean you taking longer to see the Glory of Her Light.
You closed gates that never were opened to you, yet you stare at a promised land you dare not see, while I wave from the side you shy on. You need help, brother, I will not let apathy be my sin, though you reject this help.
I still will pray that your peregrinations will help you see at long last the light you once saw, but now have turned into utter but shiny darkness, in the end I can only pray the sky doesnt burn your blind eyes entirely, for there will be hard times ahead, I'm affraid.
No need to be antagonistic, there is no one to kill but ye, brother.
We are the faithful, and we are dead already.