Collapse

He is pulling the strings of the fabric of reality.

The sweater is unravelling.

Soon there will be nothing left.

You will be naked, completely open to Him.

Is it a joke?  Is that what you think?  You have to wake up, friend.

Smell the burning flesh.

Or will you stay asleep, shifting uneasily with fear?  Do you fear Him?  Do you know Him?  If you did, you would fear Him.

I knew Him.  I was held in his embrace once.  I loved him.  I was wrong.

Hear the crackling flames.

Why do you ignore me?  Why do you think I am not here to help?

I tell you to shift.

See the bright colors.

What is Left?

Feel the heat.  The unbearable heat.

You reject my help.  You will be lost.

Drrl jr;[/

Taste the blood in your mouth.

You are dead.  It's time to wake up.