Blue Skies, No Grey Nor God

(Not a book, a challenge.)
Daze, frozen between moments of sky and that of time. Beleaguer by the bombarding of hast thoughts and sullen gestures. Splits a beautiful emotion shown not by the sky, who's grey eyes stare blankly, careful enough not to share any emotion. It makes you wander if the wickedness of man go's unnotice. If god in his rapacious state created copious humans without the altruist. If he opped on a whim to be the all knowing beast, who man neither love nor fear. Doesn't that make him ostentatious? No!? Man pray in his name, and push cruelty in his wake. Yet he stare blankly as his high esteemed pride and prechant in his flawed creation, man.