#todays blessing

[2ndcenturynecromancer]

The holes in the walls of Here and Now run deep, deeper than thought would permit. Cold, dry and dust laden like the mouths of sun scorched carrion; insect and rot germ bloom in the rents carved deep. Almost as deep as the holes in the walls. We see you pretending to never notice the stink or the stains, but that doesn't deny extancy. You who deny Lies yet recoil from Truth, the rats see you and make mirthful chittering.

[2ndcenturynecromancer]

The sky looks down upon us and sees a world likened to a great sea, ocher and crimson. The bodies stare back up mouthing empty prayers that there will be compassion, they get only the melting of skin and the maggot-chewing of meat. Kings mean nothing to worms, princes and paupers become pus-slick dust hand-in-hand.