He is in danger.
They will kill him.
He, himself, **is** danger.
He will bring danger to us all.
But he loves me.
And I love him.
It is the storm.
This is the storm.
It is only the storm.
Soon, he will rise up and calm the wind.
But he loves me. And I love him. It is the storm. This is the storm. It is only the storm. Soon, he will rise up and calm the wind.
Is it me, or is this all getting a little out of hand?
Oh no.
No.
“I-… I’m sorry..”
What was that in his eyes?
Fear, yes. Clearly. Yet, there was something else underneath.
Love?
Guilt, mainly.
Please, Yesh? Please, please just do as they say.. please? I’m.. I’m sorry.. they lied to me.. please..
Come on Yesh.. get up!
Oh god. Stand up. Just stand up, Yesh. Do as they say. Don’t make this harder?
A shadow flickered from an observation window.
He couldn’t watch.
He couldn’t watch this. It was all his fault.
Christ, I know you can’t hear me - but I only did what you wanted me to!
Christ, I know you can't hear me - but I only did what you wanted me to!
More of a ‘you’re going to get yourself killed’ kind of bad.
“She wanted an Angel of Music . . . I couldn't hope to be a man to her, I couldn't ever be a real, breathing, living man waking at her side and reaching out for her . . . But I could be her angel.”
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Yesh… this is a bad idea…
I would say that you’re simply asking for trouble!
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⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐔𝐒 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐔𝐒 𝐂𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐀𝐑
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It takes away the right to condemn, the comfort in saying, “At least I am not like him!”
My master taught a parable about that, once.
But if they do not know me, neither did they know him. And so the truth goes with me to the abyss.
The Nazarene.
They will say that I betrayed him, that I reduced his price to thirty silver shekels. That I turned against my master. They do not know me. They will not ask themselves if they might have done the same.
To even think it is to court the possibility that we may not be so different.
A dog chokes by the side of the road in Capernaum.
He is rabid and manged. He is foul and unloved.
He is more worthy to live than I.
If only I had never left Jerusalem as a child. If only Herod had never died. If only I had never laid eyes on the gaunt man by the side of the Jordan.
T͟H͟I͟N͟K͟ while you still have me
M͟O͟V͟E͟ while you still see me
You’ll be ｌｏｓｔ and you'll be
S͟O͟ S͟O͟R͟R͟Y͟ when I'm gone!
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They will say that I betrayed him, that I reduced his price to thirty pieces of silver. That I turned against him. They do not know me.
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