……What’s going to become of me? You’re going to die. Then will I be free? If you want to call it that. It is what you say it is, like I am, what I am; you created he, she and them, gave value to whatever pleased them, told themselves they were slaves, then it freed them; now whatever happens, they have to be them to reach freedom, came up with ideas to grieve them, good slash evil, bob and weave them, became encoded in he and them. Created time in our minds so we can see them.