Traverse the glaciers of the mind.
Lilliputian what small minds can do.
Got your favorite doll house where “god” blames the infant for being alive and rams his power into them killing them.
Sucking in wind boistering their hearts, now capable, to destroy the world.
Fuck the Child. Then mother Earth. Fuck with missiles that wrought nuclear radiation horror.
We can solve our problems. Cowboy pranks are not necessary.
Let’s get the job done.
Keep the private sector. Meet our obligations starting now and entering into a seven-year sprint.
Now is the time.