Friday, March 1, 2024

Not Lip Service

Theo's missionary status, one of before.

This service.

It's a service that for the masses to calm and quieten them of what I'm really doing with the world. It's what need's to be believed. The belief of calm, of stories that guide those towards the other day, and it's going to be what will bring them into the next.

My priest robes, and then I move on to the lectern, the testament is there, The king James edition.

They look satisfied as I give my vows, it's like they don't even know my other life, eh. This twisted centre is not revealed towards them. I could say I'm a caddish joke.

No time for clowns on the alter. All the pews are content.