I know you love to play pranks on me. Oh, yes. I know. Every single day.

When I am about to make my move…Bum….! You spoil it. Time again

again and again. Turn my eyes to Heaven and loudly say: I hate you!

And you laugh even harder at my foolishness. And my liver just

produces more bile. Your loud laughter bothers me for a few minutes

before I get a drink in the nearest bar. Once I calm my nerves I think

how silly all you are. Having nothing better to do all day long. Trying

to kill boredom. Because you have an eternity of time to take care of…

what could you possibly do than have fun with poor humans!

You, silly bastards. Do something productive. End man’s stupidity…

wars…famine…disease…poverty…something useful! You, bunch of

bastards good for nothing. What..? You’re never hungry, right?

We are bloody hungry all the time! Thirsty. There is a world wide

drought. Children are dying as flies in Africa. While a stupid man

spends millions of millions of money on flying a stupid silly plane out

of the planet’s orbit. Why don’t you do something about those idiots.

As instilling in their minds love and generosity for others in their

hearts. But no…you love pestering my little person. Well. I shall not

believe about you anymore. Yes, yes, yes. You can cry rivers of tears

and despair. I’m from now, one with the God Sun. The rest of you can

go frolicking anywhere you want. No, no, no. Goodbye.

EO