VOLUMINA ARMENI

Oh, look, it says here he has that type of tennis racquet. 

Oh, that must be false. That’s impossible. He has a light one. 

No, no, I even have a picture. Sent by investigators that he took on his phone. 

Oh, it could be a fake.

But it has his name on it.

He could have written it or someone else. 

It also has the density and weight written on the scale it rests upon. 

That’s not likely. He likely rigged the scale. 

He should bring it in. 

Oh, it’s right here in the office headquarters. 

Oh, it has it written on the racquet too. How is that possible? 

Oh, we have a video of him playing with it too! 

Oh, that’s AI made. 

Ok, so it’s impossible to prove then. 

No, we just need to investigate it on our own again, to double check. 

Then the investigator may just manipulate the evidence. 

What evidence? The racquet is not his. 

It is. 

I saw a law the other day. I didn’t like it. 

What was it?

It was the Anti-Good Person Law (AGPL). 

Oh, I heard of that one. It’s made from the heart of a person. The ink was real nice for that one, really dark. You could see the color clearly on a white page.

That’s quite convenient. What’s it about?

Oh, it’s about saying the opposite thing of good people. If they’re good, you say they’re bad. If they’re smart you say they’re dumb. If they’re athletic, you say they’re fat. 

Oh, that’s a law? 

Yes, the ink dabbed really well in that grey heart. 

Hey, let’s remember, now, being Armenian is by choice!

Oh, that leads to rape and cuckery. 

What do you mean? It’s so psychologically healthy! Even odars can be Armenian. 

You just don’t feel Armenian all the time. You should just see you are. But this leads to defilement and intrusions and rape and cuckery. Do the math. 

I don’t see it.

Here’s a calculator. It’s called, I can be Armenian and steal your wife even though I have no Armenian heritage. Second equation, I can be declared non Armenian based on random made criteria chosen at one’s disposal. Armenian blood dissipates over time as openness to all breaks barriers to chastity and genocide results. 

There once was a convening of Roman Senators, long before Caesar’s reign. The days logic and reason truly reigned rather.

There was a suggestion: let’s put monitors on those we suspect are bad, even though they may be innocent. 

The Senators after quick back and forth dismissed and slew the misfit within 20 seconds. 

Such is the rapid speed of logic and reasoning. 

It was the 1940s when there was a starving man. He found a line of pasta, a strand. It was squiggly. An envious onlooker, seeing the strand, became envious of its squiggling nature, and he wanted it too. He desired it so greatly that he walked over there to grab it before the starving man ate it. Having eaten the curvy pasta strand, he then returned to his seat at the luxury hotel he was staying at. Seated back on his seat he continued his four course brunch. 

There are times when despite the current or even entirety of the actions of a person are lesser and teeming with degradation, there is an impulse to honor the memory of who that person had been. 

Oh look, it’s something beautiful. 

Oh, wow.

Shut up, we have only a few more moments to enjoy it. 

Why?

Because it’s beautiful. 

Of course it is! But what does that mean? It’ll be here always. 

No, it’s beautiful and good, so that person has to destroy it. 

There it goes. It turned the opposite color and then turned black and now it’s ugly. Thanks for the warning. 

No problem. 

1 + 1 =2 to me. 

It’s okay. You can express your opinion. You’re already a PhD is Mathematics. 

Thank you Professor. I’m so sorry for the conviction of my tone.

It’s okay. That’s why you didn’t get a good grade on your dissertation. But you made it. 

I’m so glad. I hope this will not disqualify me from tenure track.

It may, but luckily you were apologetic. 

A wise teacher once said, Students, there is a great figure in the books you love, but what distinguishes him from the rest? It is that his greatness is never or rather rarely revealed if at all, his powers never known in its extent and core. This leaves all to wonder, to suspend the mind before the limitless power of this figure. The greatness and sacred limitless force of good in defending and fighting for the light in a world lost in darkness. 

Oh, wow, this is great work.

Oh, he copied it, said the two relatives. 

Oh, man, how?

Oh, we know him. 

Aww, shucks.

Cop: He’s brilliant isn’t he? 

Nah, the relatives say he copied it!

Cop: Oh, but he didn’t.

Of course he did. 

Cop: How do you know?

They’re infallible, of course. 

Cop: Hmm, infallible. But I know them. They’re envious and at the same time dumb because they envy him and can’t believe it’s him at the same time! 

When there are men, justice is there, life makes sense, torment is nowhere, and people can be free. 

You get knocked down, you can get back up. You mess up, you pay the price. 

But when there are none, there is contradiction, infighting, trickery, killing, criminality, and nonsensical things, outrageous activity, injustice in the most twisted ways. 

Hmm, Armen is a virgin. 

I know, it’s rare.

But, that’s praiseworthy. 

It is. But what do you mean? 

Well, we could easily say he’s infertile or something, since he prays a lot and doesn’t go out and have sex with people. 

Not doing those things is in fact the source of fertility itself. Prayer is nearing Life, Life is fertility. 

Really? 

And sexually immorality actually makes you compete with the women's partners previous to you. It’s constant competition after day one. Virgins can just kick back and relax most of the time. No threats to their fertility if a bigger guy becomes a lover of a woman you had once. 

Hmm, but that makes us look bad.

Sure. 

We should just say that he has an issue. 

But this is all heavenly virtuosity. It’s the reason why he writes so well I think. Virginity in writings of saints is actually a virtue that gives one an easier path to sainthood. It’s like recruiting a talented athlete. The virgin is a recruit for God because they have more potentiality to become holy.

It’s still a problem. We should just lie. 

No, thanks. I like God. And I like Heaven. They say it’s nice there and bad downstairs. 

Let’s just say the opposite. Let’s see what happens. Maybe we can steal partners from him, pure girls who gravitate towards him.