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Madam Darkshade

O Foolish Marah!

What were you thinking? Everything that I have taught you has been for nothing. How utterly pathetic you are! Yet, you dare tell Dibbah that you were simply following my counsel. You better know that if I was at liberty to leave my mission, I would surely seek you out and demolish you myself! I told you to cause thoughts of self pity in that mindless grungy, but you have gone too far. Sure, he pined away for a time, but you should have known that he was prone to go to that enemy in prayer!

I assumed you realized that once you had caused him to pity his own piety, you were then to have him think that he needed to cover the hurt and forget the problems with worldly pleasures! To make him see that the only solace was to find comfort in amusement. While he silently cried over the predicament within the congregation, you should have prodded him into binge watching a television show to get his mind “off of things” or made him see merit in taking some lavish vacation to “get away” from it all. He needed to think that he deserved to treat himself by feeding his flesh with entertainment and possessions. Instead, you kept heaping on him pitiful thoughts, thinking he would fall in despair. You were too impatient! You wanted to win the prize, before walking the path. Just like a grungy.

You pounded him to the point that he fell to his knees! And it is on their knees that they gain victory. You disgust me. Get him away from genuine prayer! Didn't you tell me before that he has a close friend in the ecclesia? Use that relationship. Try to have them shift their conversations from the goodness and faithfulness of that wretched enemy to talking about the menacing faults of fellow grungies. Most of the daily dinner talks that these fools have are laced with rumors and condemnations of others. If you can't get him lost in the fleshly amusements, then blind him with petty relationships where the conversations are superficial and the concern for others is just surface.


             Your Most Provoked and Ferocious, Radiant and Shrewd Grandmother,
                                                                                                                            Madam Darkshade
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