Weeks 9 & 10
A tide swells back exposing lost land building a great wall that cannot be stopped. I came to wake up the sun from the depths of a thousand seas. I found her at the end of the world. In my left hand I held the promulgation of a ghost and in my right the keys to the kingdom of heaven. Grasped hand in hand with that ghost that shines from my emberous fingers we danced. For every human life begins in a zinc spark and so too will the world’s life come closed. Only her’s which is that of the kingdom of heaven, children of the one true son, will be regurgitated out unto the stars caught up and unexinguished from the tidal wave to come. We got that.