The mesmerizing erosion that has become of our thinking; of our existence; of out be[ing].
Self-identified as the descendants of “super-natural entities”.
We behave unnaturally towards one another..
Unpleasantly thinking the OTHER should burn in HELL for an eternity, having the gumption to believe [diff]erently than you; or perhaps LACK [be]LIE-f of any kind.
You scowl at the heathens
Persecute THEM!
Torch the houses of the INFIDELS!
You NEVER hesitate to execute the COMMANDS that YOU-r “super-natural father in heaven has instructed!
Yes, the children must die too…
I wonder how many?
Gone by way of “heavenly command”?!
I/we could never know;
As we speak the numbers have grown by quite possibly the thousands…
Now thats worth thanking god for, not being some innocent Syrian child helping mommy with the laundry when a bomb hit us out of no where…
By the hands of those living out prophetic revelation..
ALL ALONE in private crawl spaces
Naked waste down; [feeding themselves] to their devout pupils like carnivorous vultures.
We are still COPING
STILL coming to ((grips)) with this
[intention]al delusion..
Fuck Santa & his stupid flying reindeer
You watched as I clinched onto the curtains tightly, just [hope]ing; [wish]ing; [pray]ing….
“please dear Jesus, let me just catch one glimpse of his shiny sleigh..”
You watched on, as we prayed to a super-natural god about a fairy-tale Saint name Nick.
Who like priests, also seems to love being surrounded by weaker, more gullible children…
You sat me on his knee..
You watched as he bounced me up and down..
Ever since sex offenders had to start registering, I bet the number of Christmas Santas fell at alarming rates…
That scary looking rabbit,
And that finger nail sized fairy that creeps its way under my pillow…
Looky here, she left me a crispy $1 bill with the face of a man who
Didn’t buy into the LIE
He was candid about his secularism!
They HONOR his memory with “In God We Trust” forever piercing the back of his brain.
NOW is the time to EXAMINE your money
KNOW what every symbol and EVERY line means.
Let truth be your feline acquisition.
MDCCLXXVI on the very bottom of the pyramid.
Right now you are probably noticing THE EYE!
I’M BUSY NOTICING THE VILLAGE LEFT IN RUINS OFF IN THE DISTANCE….
©DLP2012
My Darkest Hour 