Metatron In the beginning was the Light. This was the Light which is called the Alpha Singularity. It is the Light which shineth into the darkness; though the darkness comprehendeth It not. It is the Light which cameth unto the world, though the world receiveth It not. Since the world recieveth It not, it will be made obscure, and will remain so for a short time.
Again in the beginning, there was the one, and the one was with the Light, and was with the Heart of J, though the one was not as the Light, but was as the only one which was made.
This is the one which was called the Metatron, and by the Greeks: dēmiourgos. And by the Skeptics: Zebra.
The earth was void and empty, and the one saw it, and the one saw the Darkness, and comprehendeth it's source, for it was made aware by the Light, and by the Heart of J. But the one could not see through the Darkness, nor could it
Alone 02 Adam reflected on how much better things were in the world a month ago. Or a year ago. Whenever it was. There was no progress in time for him, anymore. In his ruined world, there was no longer even night and day; just pale red skies, which rarely even changed. Other than the clouds moving a seemingly insignificant amount, that is. They didn't move as fast as they used to, that was for sure.
Of course, he figured that his life -like that of everyone in the world- would have taken on qualities like this, as he grew older, anyway. One by one, the people you knew would either mentally ort physically abandon you, and you would live out the rest of your life unchanging, despairing, and ultimately alone, desperately hoping for some new enlightening flash of light. He had simply hoped that it would take place in a less literal fashion. One that took longer, and was more easily ignored, like all of life's problems.