The End of Christianity

 

The year was 2025, the rain had just fallen, smashing here and there, the grass was silver green and the sun flowers held firm and tall, different smokes filled the air. The artificial intelligence under her bare feet, flew her across all her old lands.

Much like the rise of Islam due to the internet, the fall of Christianity was at play. A new order to be, the sons of Israel home and abominations were now down and around all the lands. All eyes were open to a gnew order in-deed was on hand. 

The cold aluminum from whence it was birthed underground beneath her bare foot.

All of the old books others thought would never be found and been un earthed buried under sand. The stories of a man that stood up to the crowned men was shakeled and whipped more than 40 times, then hung on a cross for all of man kind to see, while the Mary's weeped and prayed. Whisked away were they to be safe for the end of their days.

Stories were written about a great man Jesus and his teaching, the sons were home and so much more, but no bother to listen, the end of that time was soon at hand.

Then one day it came to pass a man named Saul was blinded by a light, a true Roman was he and knew a seed to be planted in thee. False teachings warmed over, forgiveness for all, then came large buildings, alters and all. 

Years do pass and Ismael's son does rise in class. First born to the father may not favor the son of the loved wife over the first born son of the unloved wife. 

Time went on and wars of religious might did always come. Sweeps and folds from families of old, from the north to the south, east and west all up in the hay.

More and more time and still in the air were the stories of old, lost were the real ways.

Then a great plague hit and mothers did pray, war all around she need to escape the figure eight way. All the lines in her hand she weaved and she sowed, stories forgotten of mountain tops with clouds of mist that parlayed. 

Somewhere the lines then did gather rules of the universal order, one God over all, the animals separate and apart. The angels did sing while the well fed old soul birds did chirp. 

The heavens opened above the earth.   

There is life in everything except that which is artificial.

Soiled by man and his man made times.