are you a christian yes i believe be my kin free fro carnal sin bridle the thoughts of thy master there hath past away a glore fro the earth a glore that in the hearts and minds of men men dementd blindfoldd by light nourisheth as weed in their well groom d garths might i too was blindfoldd ere the quality of mercy and absolution tho years have master d me whence cometh such qualities a masque of this to fashion build thyself a mirror in which seer blest thou best philosopher solely wanton images of thy desire appear tis the divine comedy tis the divine tragedy the fool and the mocking court the fool and the mocking court fool kneel now and ring thy bells fool kneel now and ring thy bells we hold the earth fro heaven away make us guffaw at thy futile follies yet for our blunders oh in shame earth beareth no balm for mistakes we hold the earth fro hell away that cross you wear around your neck is it only a decoration or are you a true christian believer  yes i believe truly then i want you to remove it at once and never to wear it within this castle again do you know how a falcon is trained my dear her eyes are sewn shut blinded temporarily she suffers the whims of her god patiently until her will is submerged and she learns to serve as your god taught and blinded you with crosses you had me take off my cross because it offended it offended no one no it simply appears to me to be discourteous to to wear the symbol of a deity long dead my ancestors tried to find it and to open the door that seperates us from our creator but you need no doors to find god if you believe believe if you believe you are gullible can you look around this world and believe in the goodness of a god who rules it famine pestilence war disease and death they rule this world there is also love and life and hope very little hope i assure you no if a god of love and life ever did exist he is long since dead someone something rules in his place believe in a deity long dead i would rather be a pagan suckld in creeds outworn whith farytales fill d up in head thoughts of the book stillborn shadow of annoyance ne er come hither and when he falleth he falleth like lucifer ne er to ascend again 