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SYMPATHY FOR THE DEVIL Now please let me introduce myself I’m the wealthy charming man Been here on earth for many, many years Many hearts, faiths and souls I stole I was around and watched Jesus Christ Had his faith, doubt and pain Conned goddamn Pontus Pilate To wash his hands and doom his soul Thrilled to meet you Do you guess my name Thought I’m in hell but no I’m right here That’s the puzzling nature of my game

Of course. I died today, and now I'm going to fight aliens with a light saber. Maybe after that we can look for mermaids. Or unicorns." "No," he says. "Just aliens." Was that the barest hint of humour in his tone?

The right method of philosophy would be this. To say nothing except what can be said, i.e. the propositions of natural science, i.e. something that has nothing to do with philosophy: and then always, when someone else wished to say something metaphysical, to demonstrate to him that he had given no meaning to certain signs in his propositions. This method would be unsatisfying to the other - he would not have the feeling that we were teaching him philosophy - but it would be the only strictly correct method. My propositions are elucidatory in this way: he who understands me finally recognizes them as senseless, when he has climbed out through them, on them, over them. (He must so to speak throw away the ladder, after he has climbed up on it.) He must surmount these propositions; then he sees the world rightly. Whereof one cannot speak, thereof one must be silent.

They fuck you and fuck you and fuck you, and just when you think it's over, that's when the real fucking begins!

Tricks ripped and you tripped, tricked yourself by falling slowly. I’m the winner in this game, unable to stoop to your level of shame. Unwilling to reply to your words of ache.

This all feels so familiar. Jackson said a lot of these things to me the first time I got pulled. I didn't understand any of it then. I didn't understand him. But now I do. He'll tell each of us to be selfish, to watch our own backs and no one else's, but he'll be wholly unselfish, watching out for all of us, expecting no one to watch out for him.

This isn't a game," he repeats. It's real. What you do here determines your survival. He pauses. "And the survival of every other person on this planet. I laugh. He doesn't. And that tells me he's either serious or seriously crazy. Please let him be crazy.

You either learn to play hard ball or you become the ball.

He cared less, so they cared more. He said it was beautiful. I knew he was broken.This was his game.

I wait, you play. You speak, I cave. I promise, you break. You game me, daily, you play me.

What are you doing?" "Activating it." "Uh... No you're not." I jerk my hand away. "You're not activating anything until I get some answers." "Yeah, I am. If I don't activate it, it explodes." He sounds dead serious. "For real?" He doesn't answer, and that pisses me off. But I can't be certain it isn't for real, and since I'm fond of having a hand at the end of my arm, I offer my wrist. He finishes running his fingers over the screen. I change direction and ask, "Would the bracelet really have exploded if you didn't activate it?" There's a slight pause that makes me think I've surprised him by shifting topics. Good. Better that I have him on his toes than he have me on mine. "No," he says, and I think the corners of his mouth twitch in the hint if a smile.

For centuries the Fates were locked away, but now they wish to come out and play. If they regain their magic the world will never be the same, but you can help stop them by winning the game