Oh bible! Oh pay! Oh biblepay! You made my delusion a lingering issue. Its kilometer-long roots stem from the time when I was little and lopped the all-seeing eye off the eye socket of a bamboozled idolator. I have brought my sense of self-pity to absurd level in fear of being separated from those I loved. And now I own up to the fact of being wrong in my assumption that biblepays purity can be preserved.