Who Will Cry For God?

Then dare to peer through the smoke and stare at the reflection of your own self, and of the selves that you were and will be. The mirror that gives rise to time, to space and to transience. The very unfolding mechanism of the observer's attention to detail, stretched moments that manifest that vital location, in order that the watcher might look long and hard enough, and you may come to see a path amongst a myriad of paths suitable to facilitate the potentiality of the collective human mind. Is this the fate then of Adams Sin?...Don't dare then if you are easily distracted or weak of mind, hide away, reserve enquiry into the reality of the continuum and forever hold your tongue when you are asked...

"Who Will Cry For God?".

Maybe you are not ready in this lifetime...

Maybe you are ready now!

"Get down with your bad self."