A World Rusting Away - A Freewrite.

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At the rate the whole thing is going on, we might not have anything to hold unto again at the close of the age, the drifting from here to there is not noticeable yet but it's showing, showing very well in our day to day life that what was once handed unto us by the saints is gradually sinking in the mud. Man begins to mingle and muddle with dirts and germ, of what was originally meant to be a food of God, a heartrob yearning of a son to the Father, a constant communication and communion in between the creator and His creation.

But no, that's not the case now, it's now the case of the creation re-making himself, adding to the breast and enlarging the back side, slimming the body, adding more fat, changing themselves to whatever there heart imagined. No stopping there, making advanced further in his depravity, the changing of the gender, the dread lock like Samson, earrings for the boys, rag jeans for the girls, crop-top, spaghetti, name it, they have it. And they kept on drifting away.

No hope in sight, no sight again to behold the world through the lens of sanity, no sanity again to keep things in check. No one to check on others, 'to your tent O Israel' all man to his life, if I do bad, no one will correct me, because for all I care and need to know, no one is concerned about there fellow brother, the term brothers-keeper is gone.

We both no longer watch out for the next thing. While we gradually rust away till we are no more.