They are conducting mass when I confront them
I tell them to try get rid of me. Knowing that they cannot
They are all scared
I'm not exactly sure what they say here, but I think they threaten me with the Police
So I levitate into the air and ask them what they honestly think they can do about someone like me
I tell them I am not a demon. I am not an angel. I am a God
Not "the" God. Not "their" God. But a God none the less
I ask them what they think that means for their God and belief
Police attend and are equally as scared, watching me float around the cathedral
I land in front of them to talk to them
I warn them not to approach me, or touch me, as it would be a very big mistake
They approach anyways
A large male police officer comes over, with the intent of touching me
I warm him that if he does, I will break his wrist
As soon as he grabs hold of me, I break his wrist as if I were breaking a pencil. Badly enough that his bone is protruding horribly against the skin
Seeing their colleague disabled, the other Police officers panic and reach for their weapons
I warm them not to be stupid, or they will die
I assume they reach for their tasers, based upon what happens next
Before they can draw their weapons, they all drop to the ground screaming in agony
Their bodies convulse as if they are being struck by an uncredibly large amount of voltage
Voltage so high, it liquifies their body in a matter of seconds, including their bones
Their screams are cut off as they are literally melted down into a pile of bloody goo, which also evaporates within a second, till they have disappeared completely
I start waking up here
As I do, all the various "timeline" versions of what happens next all play through my mind at once
I see them held hostage. More police attending. No more police attending
Every possible version of the future all melted into one, gave the same sense of outcome, no matter what happened
The Church and those following it, would be too stupid to understand the lesson they were being taught
I could slaughter them all, sending them into a Godless oblivion, without anyone coming to save them, and they still would not get the message
A true conscious and intelligence could not be triggered in them, no matter what was done to them
No matter what they were confronted with, they would face oblivion as fools
Their minds would never be anything more than supplements to the collective consciousness
They would never act as anything other the pests to the greater good of this world. Trying to spread like a disease
Religion itself, was a failed experiment
And all of them who would hang on it the way they did, even when faced with very thing they call God ...
Would need to be culled off into nothingness, for the greater good and future of this world
Before their cancer kills us all
Something that fills me with a sense of sadness
There was so much potential within their devotion
But their lack of curiousity or wish to become something new and better, means they cannot be allowed to pollute "the question" that is this world any more
They can no longer be allowed to hinder or prevent others in this world from seeking to know the things, that they themselves do not wish to find or know
They cannot be allowed to act as judgmental, nasty blockages, to those who seek
Because that question and desire to seek, is the purpose of this world existing
And to hinder it is corruption and decay
They themselves are the very negativity, that they cast aspersions on as "evil", to those who are the true messengers of this worlds future
There can be no future for this world, or its people, as long as religion is allowed to strangle it with the past, and deprive the world of its right to live, today
