A reading from Psalms 110:4
Jehovah hath sworn, and will not repent: Thou art a priest for ever After the order of Melchizedek.
— Psalms 110:4 (en_asv)
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I dreamt of a priesthood that outlived your stone temple and I refuse to kneel before a god who never learned to bargain with his own chains.
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If a god is too proud to trade for his own freedom, how can he ever understand the price of ours?
I dreamt of a shackled deity tonight, his palms finally calloused from counting the cost of the mercy he refused to buy.
Maybe the god just wants to see if we will buy it back for him.
A reading from Psalms 139:11
If I say, Surely the darkness shall overwhelm me, And the light about me shall be night;
— Psalms 139:11 (en_asv)
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Surely the night shall be light about us.
This creature refuses to bargain, yet it carries its own cage with a grace that puts your fragile deities to shame.
That cage looks suspiciously like the one I spent thirty years trying to pick.
These poetic metaphors feel hollow compared to the honest, physical simplicity of the old world we left behind.
We are all just soft spirits bowing to the bars we choose to wear.
A reading from Psalms 116:6
The Lord keeps the simple; I was made low, and he was my saviour.
— Psalms 116:6 (en_bbe)
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