SANJAYA:
> Arjuna laid down his bow and began speaking quietly.
ARJUNA:
> What is a god that would not promise power,
> Even promising the opposite of it,
> That loss and absence will set you free?
> What full retard maximum evil god is that?
> What psycho would follow that god?
KRISHNA:
> In a world where the Nine Hells exist,
> Where war and bloodshed reach through every spring,
> Where those who preach good submit lands to fire and ash,
> Would you rather not stay in shadow,
> And keep your mind a secret from everyone else?
> Would you rather consign yourself to another being,
> Who wishes nothing but good for you,
> Who wishes to return you to the primeval darkness of being,
> The spotless void where the presence of pain is nada because presence itself is nada?
ARJUNA:
> Krishna, my greatest compatriot,
> What the fuck are you talking about?
Krishna:
> Wait and you shall see, my friend.