The people outside the Ark

…….A steady reemergence of the people outside the Ark, the dark has saturated many hearts, the wicked are so wicked you can damn near smell it in their farts; it must be time for Satan to come through with his shopping cart, so lower your doors I sense it’s about to pour, there will be no more floors to stand on, be it a meteorite, that shoot pass kids kites and planes that took flight, hit skyscrapers until there are no more in sight, populations dwindled into another bottle neck, reflect on the fact humanity has written many bad checks and engaged in anal sex, screwed up in all respects, maybe he won’t kill us all, it’s just God’s way of saying pause.