I will make myself the blackguard; I will bear all their misdirected guilt and anger; I will be a saviour in truth and a devil in the histories. Why does it matter so much to me? I am not a godly man. My faith branded me hell spawn from birth. Why does it matter so much? Why do I care what they think? I am a walking sin; I am carnally depraved. Another mark against my name can hardly hurt me.
