Yes, I vaguely remember that you secreted this pack of poison into my brain, and were expecting me to do something about that. Perhaps you wanted to see what I might say about that, even though I really had not much idea of all that. And even so, so what? What was it that you were expecting me to do? What could I possibly do to change the inevitable tide of woe and misfortune that is to overwhelm the world in the end times, as per Bible prophecies? There are those who obsess on these topics of prophecy, and I have read the requisite books and seen some things said on TV, but, fine, whatever. That should not be my primary concern in this my short lifetime. Needless to say.