Pro-social oppression, pro-social adult submission - love is a verb (and is carried out without violence or entitlement)

 Children have always been oppressed, even further back than pedophiles. Children are kept down by a compress, in fear of adult authority, being terrorized, punished, and controlled in their homes - but now a pedophile submits to his enemy and adversary...I am the ENEMY of children, just like any other average Joe or Jolene, only *I* admit it, and YOU don't. 

All adults, without exception, are deserving of DEATH and DESTRUCTION merely for existing in relation to children, and are to lawfully, judicially, and selflessly submit to the every vulnerable need of their child, as they would an enemy, just as mankind is the enemy of God, and is deserving of annihilation and erase as such, or else damnation and torment.

I submit to children, and I heel to the command that is their every need. Think a servant or bondslave. The children have lined up against me, and I deserve it for my mere existence. I don't whine. I don't complain.  I shut up, give them what they need, for they have every worth, and I am worthless. Just a tool at their disposal. Just a ragdoll to drag around, is more like it.

What would a friendship with a child look like? I envision opposites getting along, in a friendly adversarial way. She might be into certain singers or pop stars, and might be right next to me played games on her phone or tablet. As for me? Law book, and I might have one or two laying around somewhere, for real, for real. The Bible is the ultimate Law book, objectively speaking, at least by my standard...Just follow her interests, like you're a ragdoll being dragged around.

I do not understand what it is like to be a child, and we never will as adults fully. I look in, and see nothing but what the child shares with me, meaning in terms of facts about their upbringing or how they live their life. Apart from the facts about a child, nothing else exists as far as who they are as persons. With a young girl I see in the store, all I know about her, pretty much, is her looks. If I got to know her better, I'd be even more enamored by her, if there wasn't a form of pro-social segregation in between us. It is very awkward to talk to a child, unless they invite you for casual conversation. They are an elite class of individuals, meaning the first for being put in last place for so many years.

I am to know that children are the authority over their own affairs, and you can't escape said authority. That is how it was in biblical times. I am not to even speak to a child, at this point in my life, since children need nothing from me. I am diagonally sideways placed in my place, trembling with reverent terror over my sin nature in relation to children.

Let the disobedient adults to the child's needs BURN! Repent, for the Kingdom of Heaven is at hand!