Pray For Doom

God is like a giant spider standing over you with inescapable tentacle legs surrounding you like a cage. It bites you in piercing agony and you ask God for relief from your pain but that cannot come because God is the source of your pain and God never goes against God. You are helpless in your misery pleading for God to die and cry out, "Pray for doom for we are doomed to pray!" As the venom works its way through your system you wonder why you ever existed, what's the point of all this? But that is not to be known as it's not to be known how to stop the killing poison. Nothing can change. Ever. Not even the tiniest little thing can change. All must be as it is no matter how terrible or horrible the outcome. All trust is misplaced. Just bleed. Bleed more every day. Bleed until there's nothing left. Hope begins when time ends.