Although the kind of Jesus tends to let bygones be bygones, there are two deeds he doesn't take that gently:

Murder and suicide.

His aversion to murder isn't difficult to understand. It's not an invention of Gods, but of men. Sort of.

As a matter of fact, this deed is a way of men's intervention with the very schemes of the Gods. So, of course they don't take it lightly.

But suicide? Why can't they accept suicide?

Man is given a freedom of choice, and sometimes a hell of a place to execute it. Some of us aren't really apt to it, and wish to leave.

I mean, not every kid at the amusement park wants to ride the roller coaster.

When you think about it, some kids don't want to ride it - and others not only want to, with all their hearts, but they release the seat belt, stand up in the carriage, and do just about everything to induce a fatal accident.

It's a strange kind of game, popular among some of the wildest boys. The daredevil fever.

What's their wish?

A while ago, there was a hobby spreading among teenage boys in Stockholm. They rode the subway trains, not in the carriages but between them, standing on the iron connections. Not too much room, and hardly a comfortable ride.

Now and then, a kid would slip and fall.

It was not even a way of getting a free ride. It must have been a wish for the final departure.