Wednesday, 23 March 2011

A Plea From An Infected Person

Well it's - it's just one of those things that can't be helped. No, no, maybe if I'd caught it sooner, maybe if I'd had more self-control, back then, back then when it started - too late now, it's too late. I'm caught.
But it's the same thing as fate, isn't it? Really? Who can expect the child of that age to know any better than self-indulgence! Who indeed can blame me for what a stupider self did, when I have changed!
I have changed everything I can, to keep myself under control. I'm disciplined now! I'm not like - not like the rest. Fools, selfish fools, every one, acting like they are right when any sane man knows we are wrong!
So please. You know the difference between you and them, you and that man who stands and tells you all that you are lying to yourselves, that you are like him! I am not like him either. I am you! Please, please understand!