100 years of solitude post 2

 This is Chimalli the one who records the great spirit, Journal entry UU the second entry to the spirits warning. 

    When one lives for long enough to stretch the sin of their unlived inner wants and desires over tribes and lands what is the even trade, power? Ah yes, the sins we've committed burdening the most vulnerable that hide in plane site. We've demolished communities and families and while these are the necessary actions to bring the next stage of greatness to them, I do not believe that one does this for their willingness to give but out of selfish and dangerous wants. Melquiades the great spirit, oh you have burdened thy neighbor with your want for power and delivered it on the finest china. The plate you give these people of solitude is a the idea of smoke and mirrors and your disciples being idealized rather than the truth that their your test dummy, you give them the power to think outside of their natural thought and predict how they will advance in their environment. Only to know that destruction will soon pursue them just like it has done to you, yet you give them no tools to fight against the wrath, you make them earn their own death but not life as was promised. 

    As I am behind the coldest of stone, Melquiades spirit drapes over my mind and for what is left of his soul I hope he cannot hear me. For I am falling for this trick, a side to my back shows me nothing but guilt for feeling the way that I do. While I shove it away I notice it slowly slip into my future, power is tempting and hard to reject. I will be sure to destroy this section of the text once submitted, for this is the beast. 

    Melquiades moves from his first warning of the human relationship, we must speak on our brotherhood and what we use our talents for. One must say that stretching life by cheating death and sickness is a slap in the face to what we know as our lord, Melquiades cheats sickness and death many times in order to keep up appearances. His false teeth and resistance to sickness are only the trick to pull his disciples strings to do his bidding. They thought of him as a healthy and well maintained god, when in truth he abused his health and was more sick than the rest of whom he was attempting to convince. The lord in the afterlife let him keep the pain and rotting stench of his stolen tooth and scurvy in trade for pieces of his very soul, each false death and recovery from sickness using forbidden fruits will be paid in the gypsy's afterlife. Melquiades traded his tooth for a tooth and plucked out his eye for an eye and remains torn after his last visit to the mortal realm where he came down in a semi human form, now he only has the power to barely weep his last concerns. Take this as the warning that the fruit you trade for your tooth or eye is not the delicacy of the lord but the work of Satan. 

    One must wonder however, if he had not made the trade of his tooth or his eye which contains the soul. Could one find other ways to conquer death as man has conquered anything else? Is this my lack of solitude, my freedom from the shelter that keeps my lizard brain safe from the intellectual world? I must keep strong and find that solitude is safety, and in death their is solitude, I must keep my promise to our lord and die with my mortality in peace rather than with force. For my tooth and my eye is kept safe under the watch of our all knowing. Melquiades gives his upmost apologies and hopes that god will not further punish him for his disrespect to the all knowing yellow.