Maybe Livia was the liar. The mother of lies. Maybe she was Satan.
The Mysteries of Livia. Of the Leviathan. One of the minor demons. A Gnostic demon. Serving the Gnostic inversion. The reversal of everything. The world turned upside down. The university, upside down. Academia, inverted.
And you’re the most deeply involved, Shiva. You’re the most fucked up of the fuck ups. You’re the deepest into the Livia cult. You’re the one who accepted all her madness.
You thought you were her chosen one. Her special one. You thought you could get out of it by literature. By writing her idiot-ubch, or whatever. You’re more brainwashed than anyone.
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