Casting the Stone

[Celestial Dung]

We killed the man without sin. We all did. We looked at him through our eyes of fornication and lust and sodomy and hatred and we stabbed him with knivies glorious knives that eruptured his spinal chord until no more a man then he then a shred of meat.

If you you will believe me listen. He came down to Heaven by God's commandment. he was not birthed he fell fully formed into New Orleans smiting whatever wickedness that he gazed upon. From New Orleans he worked himself across the world smiting and demolishing all that was sinfull in his eyes. Brothels burned to the ground and musuems collapsed under his weight. Forever he shall reign glory to his name he killed my people and my love.

There was no vote...He vomited up his power and we fell into burning domain. Earth was scortched and we were to start over under his rule and his commandments. And we did not love him for his perfection. Fair was he and in just judgement. And we killed him.

Better to rule then to serve.

.......................After John Milton............................................