Edmond walked for miles through the mud to reach the store. He’d heard a rumor of midnight-deliveries of Spam and Toilet-Paper.
It had been raining for a fortnight which had flooded the area. Fortunately, his bedroom was still on high ground.
Before the torrent, there was drought and locusts.
War and pandemic killed his family and friends so there wasn’t any real famine for the few survivors.
Some said Armageddon others blamed climate change. Maybe both were right.
He remembered praising Mammon disguised as Trucks and double-car garages
but Gasoline was heresy.
“Thou shalt have no other gods before me”
When I saw the image of the car I thought about how we have raised our man-made machines to a divine status. With climate change coming (and maybe even connecting to the outbreak of Covid-19) we might see the first change in what’s coming. I am not particularly religious, but from what I remember when reading the bible we are guilty of many sins, maybe even the sin of false idols.
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