I just want to go ahead and make it clear once more that this is, and always has been fiction. And figuring out ways to avoid first person, as always, remains the most difficult task in narration. Adam is about as boring as it gets. Sometimes I think he is mentally aging much faster, which places him somewhere in the mentally senile catagory, but he is in no way shape or form me, Felson Mitchell. If you don't appreciate a satire, perhaps this isn't the site for you, and I bid you adieu.
As for everyone else who chooses to follow me to the promised land, I promise you absolutely nothing in return. For I am no prophet. I am no golden cow or chosen son. I am just a poor boy, nobody loves me, and for that I thank Jesus Christ every day.
Have you heard the good word? Have you accepted Christ into your heart?
Praise be to The most High.
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