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Time & Tide: A Lament

From ages past

The brightest and best

Wondered what the end might be

When it finally arrived

Nobody believed it


Because the end did not arrive

With an armada of battleships

Or stone-faced soldiers

goosestepping through the streets


No, it arrived slowly

Without fanfare

Subtly

Persistently

Like mold in a darkened corner

Or rust on a forgotten machine

Desecrating what was

Ruining what could be


In the end, things fall apart

The unraveling was everywhere

It was in our schools

It was in our sports

It was in the corporate world

It was in the government

It was in our churches


Finally, in our homes

Man's last refuge had surrendered

To the march of inevitability

Powerless to speed up or hold back


Like the Native Americans of old

Watching helplessly from the shore

As ship after ship arrived

From the Old World across the sea

Time and tide, they say, waits for no man

Bells cannot be un-rung

Eggs cannot be uncracked

Some things that are done

Can never be undone

Lines were crossed

Things invented

Man's imagination unleashed

The leapfrogging of ideas

Until there was no going back


Still, people tried to resist

Against the inevitable rising tide

They fought bravely against change

But change came nonetheless

And the people turned to flee

The Indian of old

Racing further west

But the wise look back and realize

Eventually you run out of west


It was not so much the "white man"

Who robbed them of their destiny

But the inevitability of time

And the zeitgeist of modernity


Inevitability is a funny thing

A thing sometimes hard to grasp

You cannot hold it in your hands

But it will catch you in its trap


While impossible to hold

Causes the hand to wither

Trading vigor for pain

And flesh for dust

And now our time has come

To stand on the shore and see

As ship after ship arrives with cargo,

The things that should not be


Things that divide the world from what was

To what will be

There is no going back

The end is here indeed Our time has come to pay the bill

But not with currency

The cost for the 'great reset'

Will be paid in blood and liberty


Trading sovereignty for servitude

And liberty for ease

Their chant equality of outcome

Not equality of opportunity



Where the latter ensures success

The former only misery

So now we told to bend a knee


They demand loyalty

To a system that views us not

As the image-bearers of God

But useless eaters and hackable animals


We are of no more value to them

Then the bugs they want us to eat

The souls of men at bargain prices

Sold as commodities


Can you see it?


It is here in the car you drive

The stores you shop at

The home you live in

The system you live under

It's in the phone in your hand

The phone in my hand


They say, let us do you this service

Look how happy you will be

When we put the phone in your head

Or your right hand for ease


We have arrived at the feet of Nebuchadnezzar's statue

Whose clay and iron toes

Trampling asunder men

Into dust from whence he goes

Unelected, powerful men conspire,

Crafty counsel they know

To enslave the world in a web

A multi-layered system of control

Economic, political, technological, and ideological


They want it all and

Realized long ago

They don't need armies to do this

By giving the chains of technology

The people will do it to themselves


The very things that bring comfort and ease

Are the very things we can't live without

We become slaves to our dependence

On the system control


Yet even these wicked men and their evil plans

Are working themselves into bondage

Blinded by their hubris and greed

They will not escape either

They will hand it all over to one man

Thinking they will rule and reign with him

Instead, find themselves under his boot

And only hell remains

The system he takes over is the beast

He personifies it and will become one with it

It will be him, and he will be it

This coming prince will personify

The most wicked government that ever was

Or ever will be


Nationalism is dying

Imperialism is rising

Globalism is inevitable

The beast is coming

And nothing on earth can stop it

The tide of time is being pulled back

From the present shore it cedes

Before returning with a vengeance

To the dark, uncaring sea

This tsunami cannot be stopped

It will not relent


The end will come as a flood


The beast kingdom is coming


Is come


Is here




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