Lady Macbeth Is To Blame

Who has he become? I can barely recognize him anymore. It is almost as if the devil has taken over his soul. My dear friend, Macbeth, has lost his soul. What happened to the man who would do anything to protect the ones he loved? What happened to the man who would do what was honorable? I know Macbeth has done something horrible. But I can not put my finger on it. I do not understand. Macbeth is now king. And when we met with the three witches, they predicted Macbeth would become king. But they also said that my boy, Fleance, would be perched upon the throne. Why can evil never speak the truth? But, the witches had predicted that Macbeth would become king, then Fleance will sit on the throne one day. How can this be possible? Duncan is dead
Why God, can I not have my own conscience? Ok, get it together Macbeth. I can do this. All I have to do is kill King Duncan. All that is required of me is to sneak into his room and stab him to death. Thinking of this plan reminds me of Lady Macbeth’s cleverness and brilliance. She constantly makes me question my manhood and intellect. But I know she has my best intentions at heart. Don’t lose focus at the goal Macbeth. Just kill Duncan. I deserve to be king. But Duncan does not deserve to die. He is a strong ruler and with enormous heart for others. He is loyal, virtuous, and a good ruler. But I, certainly, would be a better one. But I am also his most loyal subject. Duncan would trust me with his life. If he required someone to carry his only son, the heir to the throne, he would select me. This plan just does not seem right. But my ambition to be king is far too great. But this torturous act could damn me and I will surely pay a very harsh price in the afterlife. But if I do not murder Duncan, I might as well kiss the crown goodbye and look for my manhood, which has gone away faster than then when I killed Macdonwald at battle. Ok, I will do it. For my honor and
Macbeth has murdered Duncan. The prophecy is coming true. We have him exactly where we want him. Sisters, I have not had this much fun and joy since we all took a trip to Scot Vegas for vacation. Remind me to never consume more than one glass of horse blood in one sitting. But the damn Hecate felt the need to ruin our fun. We were doing a fine job influencing Macbeth. If anything, we were the ones who developed the idea to have Macbeth kill Duncan. But no, we were meddling too much in his life. What do you think sisters? We have done a damn good job. Sadly, now that Hecate has authority, her plan must work. We have come too far to reverse our progress. As she said, tomorrow, Macbeth will return to us, as we all know. We will summon visions and spirits whose messages will fill him with a false sense of security. If all goes according to plan, I would give Macbeth another week. Maybe a few days at most. Oh wait. Look! Macbeth is ready to wage a war. Get your popcorn sisters. This is going to be quite a