Suddenly he was not alone. Striding across the desert comes a stranger
There is something friendly and familiar about this man- he is cool and clean, and his voice is like butter
But beneath this fine exterior there lurks something else.
It is old- older than mankind
Look in his eyes and you can see the very depths of darkness and destruction-
Epidemics rage there
In the corner of his gaze, savage animals rip and claw at one another
And with a glance, arrows fly, and cannons spew fire and flame
And in the pool of his vision, men and women objectify one another
And lust for power and wealth and sex
Forests burn and rivers flow toxic from his tears.
Now he has a new mission…