Lent 34…

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…

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