Well, as rare as it is for me to place my unsteady writing on this here
news board, I feel compelled to do so from the very center of my being.

Sit down, maggot. Go and rot in the graveyard your disgusting, stinking
body was 'reborn' in. Go live the dreamless life. Those who taught you
didn't lose Faith in you. Faith that was taught to you was not false.
Faith is belief, pure and simple. Belief in what you know, belief in
others, and when the shit hits the fan, belief that things will become
better again.

Did you forget something that simple, maggot? Maybe you do still have a
Spark left in your grotesque little corpse. But I dare you to touch it.
I dare you to attempt to wield it as you did in your mortal form. I
guarantee it will devour you as the wolf devours the rabbit. Wholly,
completely, and utterly.

Go dig yourself a hole, you disgusting piece of shit. Go cuddle with
your Lord's precious sand in the depths of the earth. Go feel that
'Spark' that you have left within you. Crave it. Hunger for it. Know
that you will never again, as long as you are one of His, be able to
touch and wield that glorious warmth that dwells within each of us
mortal beings.

In Utter Disgust,
Resiak Heroun

Penned by my hand on the 4th of Ios, in the year 217 MA.