We reached a confluence of the road where we stood for a moment contemplating which road to take,
She said ‘suicide is like masturbation, you know it’s bad but you however, do it.
You can enter a bathroom and chose to have the soap in your hand or you can choose to mix the fuming ingredients of the bathroom and remain there’.
I had mixed feelings as we engaged forward into oblivion.
The world had become pale due to economic hardships and the rise of the anti-christ.
We were waiting…
Tribulations abound,
A stupendous crisis awaits.
The cloud of the Anti-Christ hangs over us like the sword of Bush over Iraq.
I shall say a prayer and leave a note behind.
‘Am gone, don’t search for me. Look out for Christ’
18th September, 2015
