I
am sure that America is being lead over a cliff of no return by those that see
nothing after death. This “nothingness” angers
them like a bull being chased by a pack of rabid dogs. The nothingness, although a creation of their
own making, is the greatest irony because it is truly “it”, their created “it
of nothingness” that generates the raging that hounds them over the
cliff. The tragedy of this is that they
are taking America with them and it does not matter if we are the beast or citizens,
everyone is going over.
How
ironic to be so blinded by the blackness you created and how wicked to damn us
all because you painted your eyes with tar.
There
is a balm in Gilead…
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| William Blake's Inferno Canto I illustrations for Dante's Inferno |
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