Not sure why my freewriting is always so God-heavy. Regardless:
Before I was eaten alive by waves and waves of wild and sinful neon, I was a priest. I taught respect to children and embryonic immaturity to adults. My pet dog was half robot, and had his legs eaten by a swamp monster. His vocal chords still worked though, and so he was still my dog. Together we wandered as misfits, tipping trash cans and reminiscing about greener pastures and bluer skies. We remembered the day where we recognized the best day ever. Today. Because today was the day revolution started. Someone threw a glass brick through God’s window, with his son’s finger frozen inside of it. There will be a war, and things even worse than war. Vengeance will be sought because there is no escape from things like this. Even if through secluding yourself deep in the dark of the ocean for years you manage to evade the swarms of ghosts looking for you, death will have you ride the lightning straight into the trouble you have started.
It has come to my attention that the threat is growing inside of all of us. every single one of us. Its growing bigger, and its getting smarter. We won’t know what it is until it’s too late. The damage will be horrific, and we will have subjected ourselves to the most painful self humiliating fate imaginable. Only God knows whats best for us now. Only God can save us from what he already plans to do to us. We have betrayed the source of our magic, the source of our life. We have given in to stupidity and corruption. The world is no longer ruled by nature, but by slugs in hats and suits. We have to fight back, we have to fight for our fucking lives! Every day is a struggle, even if you are too depressed to open your eyes and face the fucking world, take a deep breath and open them. Congratulations, you have just succeeded in something. You have the willpower, you have the ability. Believe in yourself and together we can slay Gods and everything and anyone. Do not slay yourself though, for you and I are one, and we can be of no use to each other if we are separated by a blade. Now, come closer, I have a secret to tell you.
