The Monkey told

A right task piting get you strong.
And now dear peasant
having nothing to do with the bloody madness.
your job is to ignore it.
It's strange and almost impossible.
but you can do it.
hatred will not strike your heart.
To ignore the madness is an order.

forget the seven samurai
we have an effective position.
Just stay out of it.
Focus on the hell of your home.
It's fascinating.
Dear peasant, this is not your game.

That's what my wise Siamese cat said.
He's been by my side for twenty-six years.
and now he's slowly dying.
His attitude was always stern.
and now he recommends compression to the essentials.
their hatred is not ours.
don't get involved and you won't be involved.
problems as they come.
Monkey, where do I bury you when you die?
Do you want me to take you to our forest
Where we used to walk?
Your favorite thing to do is get lost a mile away
and sit there quietly.
or where the big rock is?
Only you and I know that place.
Yeah, it's a long road, but I promise.
Why but isn't that mandatory?
You sit skinny under my chair and make me cry.
And you're not even dead yet.

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