Being Decent at the End of Time

Just Do It

What if it all matters?

You stupid bitch haha.

What if it’s a test and the psychopath dipshits are the proctors of the test

wardens of the prison

useful idiots of the devil himself

and all you had to do

is say fuck you

to being shitty.

You have nothing to lose

and potentially,

everything to gain

because when the wheat is separated from the chaff

and the chips fall

like the sower’s seeds

and you grow out

of the thicket of strangling weeds

and you flourished

in spite of the unyielding thorns

to be crowned a king or queen

that rules and lays rulers over the land

as you find your seat of the table in the inner chamber

In the presence of God Almighty

and your robes are well fitted

and your eye full of light

the foolish masses will gnash their teeth in despair

for the error of their ways

as you reign

So perfect the art of being decent

in the end of times

make yourself small with ego

that you might fit through the keyhole

that you might retrieve

that pearl of great price

and touch

the transcendental object at the end of time

Bear witness in the Garden and weep

so when your heart is weighed by the jackal-headed guardian

you might enter into the Kingdom of Heaven

If in a thousand years once the rest of humanity has lived through their experiment of hell on Earth and come out the other side to remember your greatness and recall you from the abyss with some quantum genetic technology, to lead them into the next thousand years…

Or if like the ancients said, here is a test to measure the qualities of your spirit…

Or any other matter of ways the human race is destined for a Kingdom of Christ.

Then your choices do matter

And the virtues are the light that guides us

For hope and grace is gone from us

like Job looking upon the foundations in awe

We are made to know the truth

And so we, must work and have faith.

Let us wear the tattered robes and distance ourselves from wickedness

Let our very presence sing like a song and be read like a book that is the Gospel of Peace

Let us chop wood and carry water

pet a dog

hug a friend

tend the garden

play a song

visit family

feed the hungry

heal the sick

teach the children

make someone laugh

help someone cry

bury the dead

raise the living

cast out demons

love our companions

flip the tables

cut down the pharisees with the sword that is the tongue

bear our cross

And lay our lives down

for what is right

and righteous

AMEN