Q
When I died, Blind Justice assessed my living worth, fully intending to render my judgement. On the right were my good deeds and on the left all the evil I had done. The scales stood completely even no matter how they tried to nudge one way or the other.
Unable to decide my fate, and having no clue what to do, they sent me catapulting back into this horrid/beautiful world.
"Would it kill you to be either good or bad"? The voices asked.
"Apparently if I mix it just right, I can live forever by confusing fate"! I shouted back.
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