Which Reminds Me

Yes, I would not want to mislead those little brats into thinking that I would ever have anything to sell to them. Whether or not I might die tomorrow is not yet a determined fact, in which case everything would just go into the one bucket anyway, so when you plotted to kill me, you should not be imagining that later there would be any prize to you for doing that. No, you would only be expediting matters that, anyway, in the eternal scheme of things, do not matter all that much. The earth belongs to the Lord and we are only here temporarily and then we are gone, and what becomes of the earth later is not really ours to decide, or rather not yours to decide.