Rivulets of sticky sweat cascade ever downward, pooling under arms, breasts, and small dimpled areas while, yet, a refreshing breeze caresses the fevered brow.
I’ve known this moment. I’ve lived this moment. I despise but welcomely embrace this moment!
Over and Over, humans just cannot, will not, quell their lusts ~
Kingdom upon kingdom falls to the sword; rape upon rape, until the land runs red, and crisply burns black.
Technology touted as new, never knowing those strands lie deeply buried in the forever streams of time.
Slaughter, abuse, distain for the innocence to be sullied, stripped, discarded.
Raise the exchange standard high, squeezing the life blood of the populace, the land, the life giving air; Cries for mercy ignored.
Man rejects the teaching, intellect says his style is just, there is no God! We are the gods of all we touch, see, smell, want, corrupt, slough.
I was here for the flood and sank beneath the waves, my body twisted, torn, consumed; my energy returning to God.
I hungered for another chance, but at the scattering, I was trampled, flattened into the soil, my spirit again rising as the crowd is cleaved by the voice above.
I sat. I looked. I learned. I could try again... But not just yet.
I waited. I saw the glory. I saw it despised, refused. I wept. How evil cloaks the eyes to love.
My last chance for entry; I use it. I asked for the ending of time... Ha! Such a brave but foolish desire to prove I have seen enough to hold onto the love.
I saw the fiery death when a child of four and did not quake. My path set before me, obstacle laden, twisting my resolve to disbelief.
Arguing... Until my soul understands the way home. Failure is not an option!
It is time! All nature in accord!
Planets aligned; meteor trajectory insured.
The caps uncorked, raining bullets of fire.
The core is heated, melting the shale away, soon to hit the crust; waters writhing, spewing an upward reaching steam to collide with incoming missiles swiftly driving a collision course to impact.
God claps; reshaping starts anew.
I hope this is okay to print but Paula, I just love this
I wrote this one night after reading an NASA report on Planet X and the devastation it has on our planet every 10,000 years, during its alternate pass every 5,000 years. I did not alter it after I wrote it. It was too intense and brought back a vision I had as a child when I was four years old.