To What End

My eyes got all cloudy

My phone started to be a thing of disgust

It was exposing me to more than I wanted

I wondered if it was my fault or that of the world

But then, I am the world

How come I got so thick?

How come nudity became a thing of pleasure?

A world nudity has become the pass way for content creators

How? Just how...

How fast is the coming of Christ

How blind has the world become, that they don't see it

Isn't the evidence enough?

That I seek money, marriage, child...

Earthly desires, to an account of my life.

Why?

Why have I allowed technology to circumscribe me from the word of truth?

Why have I chosen to perish?

My spirit cry, Abba! My flesh rejoice... Then the trembling question, hit me hard

TO WHAT END?
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