False Prophets

" When the Soul wants to experience something she throws out an image in front of her and then steps into it." Meister Eckhart Little bits spin off like sparks from a grinding wheel, as if you are being honed to fit the dimentions of an ideal, the template of a saved soul. Sometimes too much is taken off, ground down to where the will is compromised into a compliant automaton, flesh stripped back to gears. And the lie is sanctified as holy writ, god becoming little more than a product pumped out of the factories of earthly prophets.