I walked right out of the machinery
My heart going boom boom boom
"Hey" he said "Grab your things
I've come to take you home..." The rains have come to my little corner of the planet. And rain it has and will continue to do so for the next six days (at least this fact is as accurate as the local weather forecast)...
I find that usually I have a love/hate relationship with this particular force of nature. I love the rain if the temperature is sufficiently warm enough to make it feel good against my skin, but I hate to be cold and wet...
This is the cold and wet season of the year when the heavens cry a million tears for those who have gone before us...
I do so enjoy taking walks in the rain with only the sound of it as my only friend. It is often like I was the only person on the face of this planet out in the rain at that very moment. As a youth growing up within a half mile of three different cemeteries, I often spent countless hours walking in the rain through them, alone, absolutely alone. There wasn't a soul to disturb my walk amongst the dearly departed. Not a soul wanted to chat, not a soul said hello - it was just the rain and I...
And I walked and I walked with my mind racing between things of importance and nothing at all. All I could hear was the rain and my progress through the puddles that formed before me...
If only I could turn back the clocks to that time in history and truly enjoy the time I had - the rain and I. If there was a way to go back and relive it all again, I wouldn't change a single second of this time spent for now I know that I will never have that kind of solitude again in my life, the world has changed far too much for me to be that alone ever again...
Alas, I shall just sit in my house and watch the rains fall outside wishing I was back in time and another place far from where I sit and watch the rains...
This is the Word of the AntiCrust...
Praise be the Word...
