peace love and

God is the homeless man on the side of the sweltering curb, eyes darting and watching you subconsciously clutch your not-so-expensive pearl necklace your 3rd husband bought you for your 16437294th anniversary. 

last night, I dreamt about the end of the world. the rupture, except Jesus was a no-show. it wasn't how you would imagine it. there was no fire, no screaming, no hell. it was silent. it was quick. there was no agony, no one even noticed. a blink of an eye and then there was nothing. the human brain cannot comprehend nothing, its beyond our familiarity recognition. its not an empty black void. its literally just...nothing. anyways. interesting dream.