1796

"You were such a beautiful baby. I was drawn by your beauty. You were so delicate, yet so robust, so perfect and radiant and calm and serene. I could have eaten you up on the spot." "Because you did not yet love. You felt greed and hunger, just like your father, the prince of darkness who conflates love with lust, longing, greed and devouring." "I wandered away from the other shepherds, and soon abandoned my sheep. I was lost, and began to wander. And beg, and wander all through the heights of Judea and beyond into Syria. In Damascus I was taken as a slave by a lascivious pearl merchant and became his bedside boy. But he became deathly ill and soon died. His companions began to blame me for his death, they thought I was accursed and had brought evil upon his house, and they all fell upon me. They were going to kill me, but one of them got the brilliant idea to sell me as a slave to a racketeer in humans...