The two gargantuan temples awaited.
God was a child kicking a stone in the broad courtyard.
He knew he was God but played his reality as the child all the same.
He kicked the stone, it spun and hit the concrete.
He put his hand up to block the rays of the sun, as if this entity wasn't a family member.
Then he skipped just to enjoy the sensation of it.
I witnessed him do all this, as I entered the small rooms between the temple.
Once inside the elder women greeted and drew my death on the rock wall.
I grinned and gave myself up. I will let go here.
The hard rock wall covered with dried blood flaking and beckoning for me.
The elder women started their song which went from melodic and harmonic.
Into shrill cries, proclaiming and screaming blood curdling refrains.
As I felt my body smashed on the course and rough rock on the wall.
My body would be no more here under their strange wailing.
With little God planning the next millenia with the sun in his eyes.
I gasped my last gasp as teeth tongue and mouth were no more.
Crush me destroy me until I am finished my noble women.
Between good temples release me from existence.
Dance oblivion across me with your steps and words.
But before you do, split through into two.
My original two, the lamb and the wolf.
The giver and the taker.
Let me give my final offering.
Take my final fire from these sacred temples.
Let my name be dead forever...
Thus I witness the stone be kicked for eternity!
For I love a free God.
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