Replications of Vanity

To the King with whom I alluded to an illusion of intimacy now eluded:

Your servant Elijah could claim a zeal for you — you alone.

Your servant Job could claim righteousness — and so the epistemic might of collective friends remains subject to ontological right.

And your own lips could beg that cup to pass on.

But I have abandoned my zeal; I condemn myself; I withdraw my will refusing to conflict with yours, let alone submit to it.

Will you not damn Judas? And why does He wish to be damned? Does he have no fear of God? Will you deliver the traitor, or does this comparison flatter me in another replication of vanity?

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