I used to run with the Holy Ghost. We would hang-out and do Miracles and stuff. It just starts to get irritating after awhile, always having to apply knowlege and wisdom, I just didn't feel care-free eand the man seemed quite preoccupied saving evil people and healing losers back up after they injured themselves for money.

I started to get on his nerves, and acting on my best behavior was causing the Gov. to ruin my life and drug me and try to kill me off and shit, so I decided that after a certain ammount of brain damage, I had enough, and went my seperate way. Dying and comming back to life isn't all it's cracked up to be, when the only medical attention you recieve is a fuckin packy drug pusher, chains and a cage.