I Found Where God Is Hiding

Find God and there won’t be a need for heaven because the paradise you seek is not a place God is but a place different from the abyss; a yard a little above lavish where the names you bear do not belong to anyone anywhere here. The talk about the sky and the man behind it is curated by a kin so most high they see Neanderthals when smoke rushes out of their windpipes.

For those who’ve found him have found what they wanted to; a picture perfect in their room corners,those of Cesare or the Dorian they adore and frame their prayers to. The next time you start a fight with your neighbour and you both chew each other out, one is God, the one who goes back to guard the other’s plantation.

Leonell