tell me, when it's here:
will they pray at church's rear,
or flee to what feels safe—
the things that consume us gracefully?
i'm sure he's been waiting patiently.
for what has a God to lose,
when his creations, full of *****
create and copy easily?
yet he won't strike with fire,
nor challenge rising blasphemy.
let all roam with desire,
since God has nothing to lose.
Jun 22, 2025
Jun 22, 2025 at 10:18 AM UTC
tell me, when it's here:
will they pray at church's rear,
or flee to what feels safe—
the things that consume us gracefully?
i'm sure he's been waiting patiently.
for what has a God to lose,
when his creations, full of *****
create and copy easily?
yet he won't strike with fire,
nor challenge rising blasphemy.
let all roam with desire,
since God has nothing to lose.
i'm growing up in a religious household, and i'm intrigued by my parents' perspective on Artificial intelligence, and all the wars going on. They assume it's all part of a huge holy war. even though i doubt God's existence heavily, i like to think of him as someone who is tired of all our ******** Especially in times like this.
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