salvation

2100, Ma.
can you believe?
the people here finally found their way to
God.we searched so long and- would you believe it-
they just built a big long
staircase up to the
sky and there’s a
man up there who sits in this big
chair with his
hands always folded.
the people wait for him,
for days to see him.
they bring their
children along- because he can fix all of your
problems but only at a
cost. the cost is a
child but the people don’t mind-
a small price to pay for personal
salvation.

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