And yes we see the stormy skies And yes we see the world The entire world over As it is after all the wars have been played out The skies are dark as dusk Smoke saturates the air Ashes cover the ground Broken down buildings Broken down, traumatized, stunned people The planet is silent Eerily silent And the angels sound the trumpet And the people look up dumbly They are stunned; they are in a stupor They are incapable of responding Incapable of thought And the angels sound the trumpet again And a few, very few Are able to rouse themselves and answer the angels’ call And yes the angels desperately sound the trumpet a third time And it seems that the third time is the charm For the sound of the trumpet Has finally reached the people’s ears And its meaning has reached their souls And a sizeable portion of the remaining human population Answer the angels’ call And are of course taken to the Father And now the protection and the presence of the Divine Leaves the planet It leaves the planet It leaves the planet and the people on it to their fate For the planet had been protected though the people knew it not Help had been available though the people refused In their pride To request for it And God the Father respected their choice God the Father always respects each soul’s choice And so God had not intervened For the people in their pride And in the hardness of their hearts And in their collective insanity Had not wanted him to And yet, and yet Deep down inside They knew, they knew, they knew He was available to them Should they choose to call upon him And it was a great shock to one and all When the Divine left the Earth The absence of the Divine was as a palpable emptiness A very real void That all could feel And they felt its coldness And they were truly shocked beyond measure It was one thing for man to deny God For centuries upon centuries Insisting on living without him Insisting on going it alone Insisting on denying God’s very existence That was one thing And that was permissible
But for God to leave man! For God to leave man alone How could he How dare he! He was their God! It was his duty and his obligation to remain forever with his Creation
And the people angrily called for God to return to them But the only response was silence And now the people truly felt alone Alone, cold, and frightened they were Alone in a dark and silent and indifferent Universe they were Or so they thought They were not aware that the nightmare had yet to begin They did not know of the forces that had been restrained Held at bay Throughout humanity’s history They did not know They had proclaimed to not believe in God They had proclaimed to not believe in the forces of evil They were forced to recognize the existence of God By the tangible feel of the void created by his absence They are now about to be forced to recognize The existence of the asuras By the tangible feel of their presence Yes their presence upon the Earth For now there was no longer any thing No, not a single thing To hold the asuras back To restrain them To keep them from doing as they would Earth had been abandoned by the Divine Earth was wide open Earth and all life upon it was ripe for the picking And the asuras In the form of great, large, black bats Swooped down upon the Earth And yes they took on physical form Of the vibration visible to the human eye And the humans looked upon these asuras And the gleam of hatred in their eyes So far surpassed The hatred that the humans had thought They previously felt toward each other So far greater and intense and malevolent was this hatred That it left the humans who were still on this planet Paralyzed in sheer and utter horror and terror And truly Horror and Terror reigned the land And truly Earth was transformed into Hell And truly the humans suffered an agony greater Far, far greater Than anything they could ever have imagined to exist And they prayed to their God to deliver them But they had made their choice They had chosen this reality And were now to experience this their reality And they experienced this reality Horror, Terror Subjugation by Ugliness personified They experienced Hell They experienced Hell They experienced Hell For an entire age And God alone knows How long This Age will last God alone knows When this next Age Is to come to its conclusion In the meantime All the humans who have so chosen Will be experiencing Hell And no we will not describe Hell here It is not fitting a subject for the children of God to hear It is not edifying It does not help Do know that most of the humans Who are in Hell succumb And transform into demons An occasional one or two is able to hold on To hope, to persevere in his prayers Despite the complete and total lack of response to his prayers An occasional one or two are able to survive the age And exit it as humans still Though broken in spirit, mind, and body They are still human And when the age has concluded They are redeemable But most, most, most Are not able to withstand what they are subjected to And find themselves to their horror That they are themselves transforming Into the dark and ugly demons that have conquered them The humans are transformed into demons And their Earth is transformed into Hell And this is what they have chosen Freely they have chosen this In the hardness of their hearts they have chosen for this And God the Father respects their choice And allows them to experience the reality That they have created Hell itself