We're not left.
No.
We aren't left behind.
They tried to fill our minds with the deception...but no.
It hasn't happened yet.
But when it does they'll call it an alien invasion.
A work of science or intergalactic forces.
Lies.
But it hasn't happened yet.
It will.
Just wait a little longer. And when it does happen they'll wish they had listened. They'll all wish they had actually payed attention.
But the maliks didn't care nor did they ever care, at least not now.
Kohens did.
They have their fancy gadgets and tools, their mind control of a technology.
We have the woods.
They have their perfection, fantasy of flawlessness.
We acknowledge we aren't perfect...not by ourselves.
They have the world.
We have earth.
They have a god. Themselves and... that thing.
While We have God.
They wanna be rid of us you know, they aren't too fond of us.
Funny cause...
We want to disappear.
We aren't left, the time hasn't come yet.
But it will.
It will.
Noah Kohen
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Rapture
RandomI know that I know his voice, but from where?" I know Him. "The one they worship with the goat." I tell Him. "And you believe that's God?" "No." .... I cover my eyes he's light almost blinding me... then recognize the voice. ...."Abba?"
