You got money and disappeared without paying rent for the room you used the month of May. I have reffered you and now I have lost my studio as a punishment for it. The fact that you haven't bothered to even return the keys is costing me money which as you know I do not have. Your words carry no weight. You are not from my tribe. Friendly souls do not treat my trust that way. I have vouched for you and offered to you my home as a safe place. You have even brought your girlfriend and I have cooked meal for you and offered you smokes. You owe my my studio and money the house have to pay for new locks since you didn't bother to return the keys. I shalt never forget your abuse of my trust and your soul shalt never rest in peace until you pay me back what you owe me. I always will get my way for I am eternity itself. Tread softly upon my earth young soul. I am here and I am now and I am eternal universe. I have seen the likes of your ilks. I know what needs to be done and when to establish the balance in my universe, something you talk too much about but obviously need to  learn first hand. You will. I will make sure that you do.  Peace, I TEGO ARCANA DEI.