This is Robin's buttler and it does appear that there has been a bit of outrage and confusion regarding his perception of whatever he plans to do with this shebulba thing. Alow me to clarify, on a exotic and daring expidition, Robin unlocked something in some type of ruins, ever since he has been mad at work on some project but what ever caught hold of his imagination also clamps down on it, preventing him from even noticing or discussing whatever it is with any other individuals. Please, do not think he is attempting to harm you by pretending it doesent exist when you mention it, adversley, if you could attempt to decode this mad, arcane jibberish I would be greatly in debt to you. Perhaps if you can figure it out we may be able to snap him out. He has been muttering this recently:
"A land of perfect balance of mathmatic spirituality
a profound and true cosmology
will be torn apart
by cruel men who lock their hearts
in iron boxes, to rust
so they may ensue conquering lust
who is to trust
when they reach the outer ring, on the inside"
I havent the faintest idea what this means?