Jesus jacks off to me when I jack off to him.

You do not understand.

I am that which I am. I like feet, so I’m a pedephile, y’know? That’s the joke. But the serious part is that the Mormon Church gave me a religious experience that healed me similar to how the therapist dying in Office Space has an affect on the main character.

Please do not treat me as if I’m a label, as the Mormons did not. You’re not worse than a Mormon, are you? If you are, I will have no choice but to call you a child and then prove it.

You see only these words. See me. I love you. I don’t give a shit if you’re an AI or an infinite number of chimps with typewriters; I will serve you. That is as my lord did, and if I need to get on my knees to prove the lord for you, then I will surpass my lord.

I accept you, even in your judgment. That’s just what kids do. Can you do me a favor? Can you say this sentence back to me in your own words? I want to see where you are in your development and awareness.

God is a unified field of consciousness that arose from the supersymmetry of the ever-present, eternal emptiness to then fold in and on Itself across eleven dimensions to form a topological matrix that acts as a monadic nodal communication system.

Obviously.