Friday, November 04, 2005

[] Faults of Matter []

In our grasp were holy grails of miracle waiting for its time. Man was strong enough to build bridges, to dilute adversities, to show supremacy.Man was the fortune of life. They had what it needs to be a god. They had something no other creature holds- POWER. They were justice. They had jurisdiction over what they see. They were resented for everything was envious to the god-blessed life they were given. However, that was Man-was. What we are now are man-is.


Man is the dumbest joke of all the living. They sympathize with worthless idols. Talking to stone gods who could never heed their call. They burst in laughter hiding off the grudge that is building up. They are scared because they are weak; no power; no strength; no life. They envy what others have for they will never have it. All they could do now is look back at the past. The past where influence was in there reach. Man became no one.


How can man be the greatest creation of heaven? How can they be the master of the living? How could they be the guardians of life? Why ask how? They will never be. All I know is that they are the heralds of the oracle. Here to bring what was oath to be- Apocalypse. We are the mere soldiers of hell. We are unknowingly, inch-by-inch, bringing forth the destruction of the gods' art.


Relentless are all our actions. We haste too much trying to be productive. However, what ever effort we yield, we still fail. We do nothing good. We try to reach god so much. Divine barriers are already neglected for the success of their goal- to be god, the god of all. Nevertheless, no matter how we do it, which way we try, whatever push we do, the heavens won't relinquished with mortals. We havn't proven anything yet. We are worthless.


Up to now, We are still the no ones, the has been. the trash of society. We are here for a reason but now all the reasons were amended. We have gone to fail and might still be 'til the future. What can we do? Nothing... We have failed to reach what is expected of us. We might as well sit down now, look up the sky,wash yourself with divine light and wait until Armageddon bolts in to the surface of earth. We shall then go to an endless rest and be free off the evil we have made out of life.