Episode 2.
1.This place smells like incense and death. I prefer the smell of shit and life.
2.I do not have an image, my good lady, because I am no one. Do you understand? No one. Only Christ exists. Only Christ. And I am not worth 45, or even 5 euros. I am worth nothing.
3.And Harvard is a place in decline, where you were taught to lower yourselves. Whereas here, we try to elevate ourselves.
4.To reveal his eyes, right now, maybe too much, too much for the world.
5.What have we forgotten? We have forgotten God. You have to be closer to God than to each other. I am closer to God than I am to you. You need to know I will never be close to you. Because everyone is alone before God. I have nothing to say to those who have even the slightest doubt about God. All I can do is remind them of my scorn, and their wrechedness. I don't have the proof of God existence, it is up to you to prove that he dosen't. Are you capable of proving that God does not exist? If you aren't able to prove it, then it means that God does exist. God exists. And he isn't interested in us, until we become interested in Him, in Him exclusively. Do you understand what I am saying? EXCLUSIVELY. Twenty-four hours a day. Your hearts and minds filled only with God. There is no room for anything else. No room for free will, no room for liberty, no room for emancipation. "Free yourself from God." I've heard people said. "Liberate yourself from God". But the pain of laberation is unbearable, sharp enough to kill. Without God...you are as good as dead. Dead, abandoned strays wandering the streets. Go see God first. I won't help you. I'm not gonna show you the way. Search for it, find Him. I don't know if you deserve me.
Episode 3.
1.This was the prayer I muttered between my teeth: I don't care about if I'm up to the task, or if I'm not an outsider or a longshot. I don't care if I'm weak. I only care about one thing, that I, not others, can be useful to You.
