HEADS WILL ROLL.

Off with their heads!

What if the hero’s sword was not a weapon

But the keenly honed edge of his mind and tongue?

It’s been a truly long time since a fresh idea

Startled us into truly new ways of thinking

That are not Mammonetic in their natures.

Oh, Mammon, devourer

That virulent parasite

Low and lonely are the days

We join him in his unslakable gluttony!

We pray:

We pray for fire

We pray that it catches, quick

We pray that when it reaches you each

It consumes you

Chemically transforms you

And delivers you orthogonally

To a refreshed and exciting seeing

That leaves all exultant of God

And the endless possibilities that His embrace invites us to dance among.

Oh, Lord,

Would that some new meme

Illuminate us more brightly than we have been

Until recently.

We pray:

We pray that when a fire starts to burn

We fear not its heat

Dive into the light

And know a lightness in our hearts

That is shocking

And know a lightness in our hearts

That is unveiling

And know a lightness in our hearts

That carries us from Mammon’s damnation

Let their heads roll

That carries us from Mammon’s damnation

Let their heads roll!

That carries us from Mammon’s damnation

And sets free our souls.

Oh, you, oh my!

Don’t you wish to know your life’s purpose revealed?

Do you not know in your heart

There’s a key that unlocks it?

It’s a meme. It’s a meme.

The hero whispers.

It’s a meme. It’s a meme.

The hero whispers.

We pray.