Collectively we have gathered our insanity, Questions of his existence without answers, Big bang postulations of apparent superior minds Without room for thinking of a one cell beginning Arrogant species that keep pets that enable them, Innocent Sheppard's knew the truth of the Lamb We can't even see the Stars from his brush, Only do we have blind sight if it is our paint, Kings and Queens of monkey nothingness, Oh we will bow down when he shows his face, Make no mistake you heathens of statues, Evolve your infant minds of toy soldiers, Expand and extrapolate the unfathomable math, For one billion years can be one day of seven Our eternity is only one second on his clock.
9:05 am Sunday August 20th. 2011 Carl Stoynoff
* And on the seventh day God finished his work that he had done, and he rested on the seventh day from all his work that he had done. Genesis 2:2
* Sometimes the ideology of youth gives birth to the monster of arrogance...