Another Day In Paradise
Burn, fire, burn. Take us away. Cleanse us with your tongue of flame and agony. Lick the world anew and reduce the nonbelievers to ash. Free us from our prison and allow us to walk the new Earth on roads of charred pavement. Race through the streets and touch all of us with your red-orange flickers of pain. Alight everyone and everything and turn us into your signal, your beam, your announcement. Come and be the heat and horror that brings us into a new age.
No. Come, rushing tide. Flood our alleyways and thoroughfares with wave after wave of brackish, salty water. Use the power of momentum and choppy, white rapids to demolish our homes and businesses. Wipe us away in a surge of blue and black. Tear bricks from their foundations and drag them away. Take those who would deny you and pull them into your swirling depths. Show them the might of what once brought life to the world.
No. Arrive, earth, and erupt from below. Send boulders above and crash down onto the populace. Heave and crack and open up great gashes in the planet. Swallow us whole into impossible depths. Rumble and shake the marrow from our bones and chew us to bits with stone teeth. Grind us to dust with rocks and gravel and sand. Remind us from whence we came and to where we shall return. Take from us our pretensions of control and pull us back into our birthing place.
No. Blow, wind, blow. Scream and howl and bleed our ears. Whip across the land and rip chunks of the world apart. Scourge our skin and remind us what it is to breathe when the air is stolen from our lungs. Remove us from gravity’s grasp and hurtle us like weightless specks through untold spaces, spaces never before experienced by man. Smash through our monuments to stability and pull us limb from prideful limb. Take our heft and float it away.
No. All of you. All of you must combine and free the world from what we have done to it. Band together, you lords of nature, you kings of pure primeval energy. Work together in tandem to free us from our wickedness and greed. Our perversion and our hate. Our tribality and our division. Unite us together once more in defiance of your power.
And then teach us that we cannot win. Show us the folly of attempting to defeat the elements. Instruct us in the way to move forward with our lives in deference to the might and strength of the world around us. Take from us our pride and our arrogance and reduce those of us left to our knees. Remove the wickedness from this world and bring to us peace in our weakness. Only then can we rebuild and find hope in our new Eden.
They will call it apocalypse. The End of Days. The end of the world. They will be wrong. It will finally be freedom.
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