She waved her hand for someone to give her a ride, and waited. Most of the vehicles that passed by looked like smart cars. Also, most folks all seemed to be in a rush, and did not want to give a ride to a stranger.

After what felt like eons, a tiny farming vehicle stopped by her side. She blinked her eyes at the sight of the farmer smiling brightly underneath his straw hat. The young lady slowly smiled. Then she carefully hopped on the back of the farmer’s car.

The farmer did not try to make any small talk. She preferred it that way, too. She only had one thing set on her mind, and nothing was going to stop her from getting it done.

When they arrived at one of the filling stations, the young woman called out to the farmer. ‘‘This is my stop, thanks!’’

The farmer nodded his head. He came to a complete stop, and let the woman hop out of the back of the tractor. As soon as she stepped out, he continued on his way. ‘‘Now time for me to get to work.’’ She said to herself.

She looked around, and spotted her target who was wearing the flashiest suit she had ever seen. He spotted her from a distance, and wondered why a random person was waving at him. He thought that the suit his wife had picked for him this time would at least be one that would keep him out of trouble. Maybe not this time. He scratched the back of his head, and still kept wondering who exactly this was that was now running toward him. She plopped into his arms, almost making them both tumble to the ground. ‘’Hello there, darling. Fancy bumping into you here. Would you mind if I tagged along with you into this nice place,’’she asked in a loud, obnoxious manner, as she pointed toward the bar famous for takin’ great care of high profile government officials and businessmen.

He shrugged his shoulders, laughed, and then planted a kiss on the young lady’s cheeks, “If this is the best of possible worlds…’’ he started off, and then he felt a finger pressed close onto his wide, open lips.

‘‘…what then are the others like?’’ She asked as she continued as if she could read his mind.

He grinned. ‘‘You and I will have a blast here. Eh— miss-…’’

She smiled like a black widow that had just set a trap for a fly, and replied~‘‘You can call me Barbara. Miss Barbara. Yes. I absolutely do see us getting along for all eternity. Let’s now step in together, and I shall show you the world of my creation.’’

#CORVUS. 13/06/2025.

if this is the best

of all worlds possible

then we're left to imagine

create conjure bring to being

worlds impossible

If this is the best of possible worlds what then are others like?

Dead

Once had life

Perhaps

Earth is an Ark

Theres all sorts of worlds

In the Universe

Though look to the world tree

It is in the astral

Kether and Hel are there

They are realms

And this is truth

Kether or Heaven

You live forever

A God put it there

It is a map

Intelligently Designed

Twelve realms

Some have sought it

Mapped it

Walked it

By the cats cradle

By the mind going to astral

By letting soul go through a door

If you are brave enough

These are the other worlds

Put there for us.

How hard is it to survive,

when the fight in you has died?

How hard is it to live,

when you have nothing left to give?

How hard is it to think of the best,

when the best is what you're told this is?

when liberty,

is trapping people behind a fence

When freedom,

is building a wall

and rights,

are putting kids behind bars

when a protest,

is seen as a challenge

when a raise is essential,

for your life to be salvaged

when medical bills,

are a luxury

when equality,

is cutting off bits of people

with which you don't agree

and they start selling food for more,

cause they know we can't get it for free

when a rabble roused,

is a rabble killed

when the media's denying

that what we see is real

If this is the best,

I don't want it anymore.

If this is the best,

I'd rather be dead on the floor,

If God is perfect and this is what God gave

then I should be thankful because I am saved

but If God went to die

when the world needed him most,

disappeared for three days

when I had a knife at my throat

If I was the devil

I would've faked his resurrection

Controlled the masses

so I wouldn't need protection

invite the black sheep,

protect them from the heard

don't let them go

cause then they'll get hurt

if I was God,

I wouldn't have said a word

if I was god,

I would have chosen his curse

I would have stopped Peter's sword

and whispered about the fight

I would have told him to love

so he'd be alright

I would have prayed to the angels

to save me somehow

I would have cried

when not a single answer came down

I would've chosen to die

when all that I built

was corrupted and broken

with hate and with filth

God said love your neighbor

and they took it as a threat

If I was God

I would tell you that there is something left.

I would say, "this is the best!"

so you don't slit your throat

But if this is the best,

then what could be worse?

If this is the best,

then I don't want it anymore

If this is the best,

then I give in

because I'd rather die,

then live in this world we're in.

If I was God I would have chosen to die

rather than watch all my people choose to lie

If I was God's child

and he said I had to be killed

that this was the best,

that it would save his world

I would've gone down to earth

I would've chosen to die

because a world someone like that controls

is not a world I want to survive

but there were people there

and they made me love

they weren't all broken

just scared and out of luck

they all had to fight

just to survive

So I told them to love

then I went to hide

The world my Dad made

was not made for men

It was made for him

and his entertainment

He loves you, yes

but only when he's in control

So I choose to die

and I told my people to put down the sword

A new world can be built

without all this horror

A palace belongs to the people

if no one controls the gates

I would've chosen to die

so the people could be saved

free to love

free to choose

free to do as they please

free to fight

free to sing

free to imagine a new world each and everyday

as long as I'm here

they'll think the work is done

as long as I'm here

they won't think they have to run

as long as I'm here

they'll think that this is the best

once I'm gone

they can pick up the ashes

and build the world again

They can build it with love

just as I said

They can stop the oppression

they can raise up their heads

And, Satan, my friend

if you're reading this too

help them along

when it's done

and I'm through

I know you're not a god

but once, you wanted to rule

I trust that you'll forgive them

even though they're cruel

You'll send down a madman

To show them their hate

You'll raise up the walls

so they value the gate

Make them fight you

Just like you did me

I am my Father

and he is me

If I die

that's where he'll be

So I give you my reigns

I give you my crown

I know you're not all powerful

but you'll figure it out

My brother in arms

Satan, my friend

Make them hate you,

make them comrades

by showing them how much worse it can get

Give them the knowledge of evil

so they'll know what is good

Tell them to love each other

just as I would

Then, one day, I can return

when humanity has won

When they don't need us anymore

I'll build a house made of sun

They'll build their own earth

and I'll watch all their fun

I look forward to the time

when they don't have to run

I look forward to when my children

have built their own home

when they don't need an enemy

to teach them what's wrong.

So, satan, my friend

teach them to live well

As I descend

into the fiery pits of hell