Judas Iscariot
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They will say that I betrayed him, that I reduced his price to thirty pieces of silver. That I turned against him. They do not know me. (RP|FAKE)
Oh no.
No.
“I-… I’m sorry..”
No.
“I-… I’m sorry..”
January 26, 2025 at 9:32 PM
Oh no.
No.
“I-… I’m sorry..”
No.
“I-… I’m sorry..”
What was that in his eyes?
Fear, yes. Clearly. Yet, there was something else underneath.
Love?
Fear, yes. Clearly. Yet, there was something else underneath.
Love?
January 25, 2025 at 11:56 PM
What was that in his eyes?
Fear, yes. Clearly. Yet, there was something else underneath.
Love?
Fear, yes. Clearly. Yet, there was something else underneath.
Love?
Please, Yesh? Please, please just do as they say.. please? I’m.. I’m sorry.. they lied to me.. please..
January 25, 2025 at 11:15 PM
Please, Yesh? Please, please just do as they say.. please? I’m.. I’m sorry.. they lied to me.. please..
Come on Yesh.. get up!
January 25, 2025 at 9:57 PM
Come on Yesh.. get up!
Oh god. Stand up. Just stand up, Yesh. Do as they say. Don’t make this harder?
January 25, 2025 at 9:30 PM
Oh god. Stand up. Just stand up, Yesh. Do as they say. Don’t make this harder?
A shadow flickered from an observation window.
He couldn’t watch.
He couldn’t watch this. It was all his fault.
He couldn’t watch.
He couldn’t watch this. It was all his fault.
January 25, 2025 at 9:22 PM
A shadow flickered from an observation window.
He couldn’t watch.
He couldn’t watch this. It was all his fault.
He couldn’t watch.
He couldn’t watch this. It was all his fault.
It takes away the right to condemn, the comfort in saying, “At least I am not like him!”
My master taught a parable about that, once.
But if they do not know me, neither did they know him. And so the truth goes with me to the abyss.
My master taught a parable about that, once.
But if they do not know me, neither did they know him. And so the truth goes with me to the abyss.
November 22, 2024 at 8:50 PM
It takes away the right to condemn, the comfort in saying, “At least I am not like him!”
My master taught a parable about that, once.
But if they do not know me, neither did they know him. And so the truth goes with me to the abyss.
My master taught a parable about that, once.
But if they do not know me, neither did they know him. And so the truth goes with me to the abyss.
The Nazarene.
They will say that I betrayed him, that I reduced his price to thirty silver shekels. That I turned against my master. They do not know me. They will not ask themselves if they might have done the same.
To even think it is to court the possibility that we may not be so different.
They will say that I betrayed him, that I reduced his price to thirty silver shekels. That I turned against my master. They do not know me. They will not ask themselves if they might have done the same.
To even think it is to court the possibility that we may not be so different.
November 22, 2024 at 8:50 PM
The Nazarene.
They will say that I betrayed him, that I reduced his price to thirty silver shekels. That I turned against my master. They do not know me. They will not ask themselves if they might have done the same.
To even think it is to court the possibility that we may not be so different.
They will say that I betrayed him, that I reduced his price to thirty silver shekels. That I turned against my master. They do not know me. They will not ask themselves if they might have done the same.
To even think it is to court the possibility that we may not be so different.