I like how Manly Hall puts it:
From age to age men ceaselessly toil to build cities that they may rule over them with pomp and power--as though a fillet of gold or ten million
vassals could elevate man above the dignity of his own thoughts and make the glitter of his scepter visible to the distant stars.
As this tiny planet rolls along its orbit in space, it carries with it some two (SIX) billion human beings who live and die oblivious to that
immeasurable existence lying beyond the lump on which they dwell.
Measured by the infinities of time and space, what are the captains of industry or the lords of finance? If one of these plutocrats should rise until
he ruled the earth itself, what would he be but a petty despot seated on a grain of Cosmic dust?
So I say to the AntiChrist -
If you want this mofo, take it.
This is a world of pain, decay and evil. One thousand years of limitless power over this speck of dust is meaningless in the infinite universe of our
Father and Creator.
In fact, you may already own "this" world.
Your signature is everywhere. Brown people burning white people; white people shooting black people; black people torturing yellow people; Yellow
people killing other yellow people.
Hell, if you AREN'T here yet the Apocalypse started without you.
Here is the thing I think the AntiChrist doesn't understand. The same Prophecies that foretell his coming also foretell his ultimate ass-kicking.
So, if you want some you better BUHring it, because there is a whole bunch of us ready to roll. Even if we don't look the same, talk the same, go to
the same schools, churches or places of worship (or not at all) we are guardians of what is good and righteous.
There are those of us who still believe, in spite of the growing darkness, that love will ultimately win.
Let's light this candle!