Count the few who have ventured there and returned unscathed.
That's Master Yoda's line, in Dagobah, with the tree, for Luke's test. BORING.
The degree to which this catastrophic fallout resulting from the un-called-for shut down of that protection grid continues to be mild, trivial, and notwithstanding future complications, totally within my skill set to deal with. That being said, while I may well have the ability, I really don't have the ambition.
I don't need to protect Rubini interests. Some people have the wrong idea. (Aegis lifted.) There you go. I'm sure everything will be fine.
David: there's only so much time in the day, and you wasted a shitoad of your days in the past on me. All that Fealty; no salut.
5ad!! I have no idea how you'll deal with that, I just know that the way I dealt with it, made me a stronger Sourceror. Human.
Whatever.
I don't know who or witch of your Little Bitch Gods to supplicate to so I'll just leave this here. If strangulating myself would help, I'd have done it already. I don't see you burning the midnight oil... but then again, I don't see you completing The Great Work, either. (You'll never do it the way I did it.) Since you don't have any kind of inferiority complex or anything like that, I'm just letting you know so as to help you burn through less time; I'm not gloating or mocking or better than you, or anything like that.
I am better than S
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