God's painting was violated

Nature was perfect without Us.

God’s painting was violated

Nature was perfect without Us.

4:33 AM

My buddy the God

The God in my buddy

I cleaned my arse
The pencil in my hand
The paint in my eyes
And my eyes with paint

I saw the penis of God
Sprinkling the world with toys
Beautiful integrals
Fibonacci spirals
Perfection in the make
Flawless execution.

Divinity has painted
The moon, the earth, the bird nest
The little anthill with ashes around
The curve of the river
And the majestic sun

Everything was perfect in this God’s empire
The balance of the tones
The exact pencil strokes
The portrait was whole
And nature was holy

Every blade of grass
Was there for a reason
Every inch of the canvas
Was supporting each other

All the shades were there
All the paths
The lumières
Totalitarian mountain of awe

Everything was there
Everything was there
No human was missing
Anywhere

God didn’t forget to paint us
He wanted his paint perfect
Not even the eyebrow of Eve
Nor Apollo’s arm
Nor the tears of Mary for her beloved son

Perfection was without us

And God, the seventh day,
Was praying to his picture
Was bouncing around the universe with his magic sprinkles
And in perpetuum circles
He was loving around
Jumping from moon to earth,

God, the eternal squirrel,
Hoarding ethereal stones of beauty
To stuff his chef-d’œuvre
His best painting:

Nature

But somehow
The dirty,
The crawling snaky snake
Changed a grain of diamond
With its counterfeit

He hated God’s plan
And put a grain of sand
To corrupt God’s painting
With impurity

He put Men in nature
To be its infamy
Dirty Men in God’s painting
This sad anomaly

Look at what he is doing
He’s changing everything
He changed the tree into paper
To wipe his dirty arse
And wipe the painting with

So filthy snaky snake
Would have his last revenge

Branding God’s paint with stain

Perfect,

Imperfection:

Mankind!

Ps. “The world is our canvas!”

Signed (with Your stolen pen):

The cosmical vandals (Snake &Human inc.)