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Everything exists. Right everything. Make them lovable.
Denial is betrayal. They chose you because you can help them. We can always be better. One day we will be lost in the dark too. Looking to exist. Hoping what sees us doesn't shun us.
Back when I thought I was god I decided not to bring anything bad into existance. No bad thoughts. Control was easy. Intent put into action relied on that being enough. Usuallu wasn't. Was/is in the mind. At the time there were a lot of bad suggestions on what was real, what existed, intentions, what could exist. I've always known the truth and usually dealt with that, whatever it is. Could be relied on not to let a lie or something wron take over, but that just requires a stand, a fight, lost is irrelevant, an end to a domino effect of destruction/degeneracy/perversion. Not through me. Not upon what's mine.
Now pity has replaced fear. I don't fear anything. But whatever is malformed or overrun with nastiness I see as a deficiancy in nicety. They may have endured more than me. Had less help. Even thoughts, imaginings. I have updated giews on that in that they are their own thing and i'm inadequate in making them better, maybe, or my memories, ideals, outlook and creativity wherever that comes from is enough. For some.
I don'r deny what is. Even if it costs me. I can take trouble. But I can keep secrets. Too well. I can forget things. Too good to touch can have it relegated to a me I can't be anymore.
Premature release of matter you kind of author, careless constructs that confine and damn them make you a failure as a father or medium. They exist, and by their unfavourable features they will be neglected, even riddiculed, abbandoned, used as example of what not to be.
I'd hope someone could find love for such. Maybe that is even what something wrong needs to grow a heart.
I'm not in favour of cruelty. I don't think of torture etc, devices and such. I don't entertain myself through allying with any of that.
