“And He is before all things, and in Him all things hold together.”

-Paul, to The Church at Colossus 

The sky is falling!!! Someone make man aware, lest his flesh should melt from his bone.

Skyfall. The new religion. A faith that is cresting the hill. Many gods. Many saviors. Gathering new congregants by the minute as they tread across the land. Bringing men down to their knees in fear. Begging and pleading for salvation. Only to lift Man up again with broken promises and false hopes, all the while forcing him back to his knees with certain uncertainty. A vicious cycle of Confusion wrapped in a blanket of lying Truths. Smoke and mirrors. Sleight of hand tricks. Crooked grins. Yet the simple minded fall for it. In deep worship they are. Zealous. Vengeance to anyone that questions the gods and saviors. Yet they do not question them themselves. No. Because their enslaved minds cannot fathom another truth. Or, perhaps, Confusion distorts their minds, rendering them unable to even formulate one.

“Climate change is real. It is happening right now, it is the most urgent threat facing our entire species and we need to work collectively together and stop procrastinating.”

-Leonardo Di Caprio

“Climate change is the greatest threat to our existence in our short history on this planet. Nobody’s going to buy their way out of its effects.”

-Mark Ruffalo

“We don’t have time to sit on our hands as our planet burns. For young people, climate change is bigger than election or re-election. It’s life or death.”

-Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez

The gods and saviors are admirable. Beautiful actresses. Handsome actors. Powerful politicians propped up upon golden pedestals. Men in suits with deep pockets. All pulling puppet strings while being pulled by their puppet masters. They gather in their pulpits. Flying private jets that stamp carbon footprints upon the clouds. Driving motorcades breathing exhaust onto the pavement below. Departing from one of their multiple mansions and ivory towers. “For which castle shall I lay my head tonight? For which abode shall I rest my weary bones?” they ask in despair. Oh the choices that one must make! But cursed be their critics. No one is allowed to question the gods of Skyfall. An infidel is he that rolls the eyes to their doctrines. An anathema is he that does not bow and wash their feet with tears.

“You have stolen my dreams and my childhood with your empty words. And yet I’m one of the lucky ones. People are suffering. People are dying. Entire ecosystems are collapsing. We are in the beginning of a mass extinction, and all you can talk about is money and fairy tales of eternal economic growth. How dare you!”

-The Swedish Girl

There are many to adore. The world famous computer programmer. The billionaire that funds the destruction of nations. The Swedish girl whose childhood was ruined because the sky is falling. Musicians. Actors. Presidents. Senators. Governors. Donors. They all traverse the globe to converse. To preach to you the gospel of Skyfall. 

The seas are growing and will swallow our cities whole. The Arctic is melting away into nothing. The earth is shaking at all four corners. Trees are spontaneously combusting. Mountains are collapsing. Storms are churning floods that wash away puppies and kittens. “This is serious, man! There is no time to waste! The world will end tomorrow!” they say. Nevermind the many failed prophecies that the gods have delivered in decades past. The tomorrows that were never supposed to prevail, only to allow the next to arrive in its stead. This time it is for real. Because the gods said so. And this time there are more of them. 

They offer salvation. Thus we must lend an ear. Cows. They are an unnatural accident. They never should have been here. A mistake. A stain on the portrait of evolution. Therefore they must be destroyed. Burned upon the heap. The largest Bar-B-Que Man has ever witnessed. Very, very, very well-done. You must then bestow upon your plate cockroaches and crickets. Smile and be happy as you crunch their bodies in between your teeth, convincing yourself that it all tastes like steak. Maybe A-1 will help with the deception. Fuel must be banned as well. You will enjoy your electric cars as you are stranded in the desert, next to an old gas station that never upgraded to meet the demand. Solar power? Pray for the restraint of the clouds. Wind power? Pray for clouds. We will need many alternative sources to meet the demand of mankind. Nevermind the forests. We do not need them. Firewood for the Stain Upon the Portrait of Evolution. Or, we can avoid those extremes and simply eradicate a portion of mankind. Poisoning food supplies and shuttering the abandoned farm. Causing the body to turn on itself. Sickness and a need for deadly synthetic cures that create sickness that needs deadly synthetic cures. Grown in the lab right beside your pork chops. All overseen by the gods. The ones that have our best interests at heart. The billionaire that funds the destruction of nations. The world renowned computer programmer that keeps buying up the farmland. They will save us! They love us. Each and every one of us. Individually. Then after their sermon, they will board their private jet. They will fly back to one of their beachfront vacation homes, where there is a fresh, hot, juicy filet mignon awaiting them. 

As we stand, stranded by the roadside, filthy, with a grasshopper leg stuck in between our teeth, we can look up as they fly overhead and praise their holy names. Knowing that they love us and have done this for our own good. Smiling comfortably, knowing that they are looking down and smiling on us. Skyfall, beloved Brethren. Skyfall.

There are, however, two types of people that do not ascribe to Skyfall. That do not bend the knee to the insane hypocrisy of the gods and saviors. Blasphemy! There are those that simply scoff at the notion that the world will suddenly implode upon itself. Because cows and gasoline have become a threat to mankind seemingly overnight. They find the fanatical theatrics amusing as they blow big black diesel clouds onto the nearby Tesla. Much like the Atheist to the Christian, the religion of Skyfall is senseless, imagined by the minds of the paranoid. There is no evidence. Nothing to behold. 

Then there are those that put their faith in God. Knowing that Skyfall cannot be. It is impossible for the world to implode upon itself. Because He sustains the sky. It is impossible for mankind to cease to exist outside of His final judgment. There will not be a day where He will arise from His throne, walk over to the edge of Heaven, look down upon Man (all of which is an errant concept, but what do the Skyfallians know about God’s omniscience?), and be stunned to find that He does not have to judge Man with fire. Because Man had already eradicated himself through Skyfall. Man judged himself with God omitted from the equation. But, of course, Skyfallians believe in the deity of men. The Believer knows that creation exists for a purpose. Man and animal. All created as “good”. 

I remember as a child many days in the cold grip of winter where the earth was white. School closures were common. In many cases for days. Sometimes for weeks. I remember large snow banks. I remember snowman families. Snowball fights. It would seem that the fun was never ending. I remember summers where storms would appear on the horizon. The sky would turn eerie shades spanning dark blue, purple, and near black as the trees presented the underside of the leaves. You knew when you set your eyes upon this sight what was to come. Yet we did not fear the threat of tornadoes. They did not exist here. They were a mythical phenomenon that we only read about or had seen on television. However, that all has changed. It seldom snows here anymore. If we’re lucky, we may see one snowfall a season. Rarely it is worth calling home about. Many times it is a dusting. Both of which is melted before Dusk. Maybe a remnant remains for the next day. It is common for the summer months to be arrested by drought. Dead grass and cracked earth line your path. Tornadoes are common now. They are no longer folklore. They touch down all around us, destroying homes and lives. So, yes, Climate Change is real. I do not deny that. There is a change. But is that because of the hands of men? Or is that because of the Hand of God? Either way Judgement Day is near.

“[There is] a 75% chance that the entire north polar ice cap, during some of the summer months, could be completely ice-free within the next five to seven years.”

-Al Gore (2009)

Despite what the gods and saviors tell us, Skyfall is not. If they truly believe in their religion of fear and broken prophecies, then they would practice what they preach. They would not put their hypocrisy on display and wear their lies on their sleeve. They too laugh at the fools throwing tomato soup on Mona Lisa. They too scoff at the freaks that glue themselves onto the interstate. So if they do not truly believe in Skyfall, then why do they preach it? Just like with The Sickness… it is all for power and control. It is a religion created by and sustained by powerful Elites. People behind closed doors with their hands on the lever. That desire one government. One leader. One rule. One law. Converged under the auspices of restraining a falling sky. To keep earth stable and balanced. A New World Order, if you will. If you follow the names of the high priests and gods, then you will see their history and reputation for power. For greed. For control over mankind. To create unity under the shadow of division. To create instability in the streets. In the body. In the mind. They do not follow the bible of Skyfall because they do not believe in Skyfall. They use it to control Man with Fear. To watch him suffer from their ivory towers. To watch him bend before a dying sun that will rise at the next Dawn and fall at the next Dusk. To watch him beg for mercy as their boots are upon the necks of the oppressed. As long as the sun continues to shine on the tears of the common. Until the One True God decides that the time has come to let go of the sunrise and sunset.

Unfortunately millions of people are so blinded with fear that their broken minds cannot see the false prophets. They cannot awaken to Truth.

Or maybe they do not want to. 

“He is the radiance of the glory of God and the exact imprint of his nature, and he upholds the universe by the word of his power. After making purification for sins, he sat down at the right hand of the Majesty on high”

-Hebrews 1:3