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Someday a shooting star is gonna shoot me down
Burn these high rises back into a ghost town
Of iridium-white clouds
Matted close against the ground
While the sky hangs empty as a frame
See the reddening horizon line
Feel the planet spilling on the space time
On the way down Somerset, I take pictures of cement
For the history books on Mother Earth
To the west now, it begins
In the sound waves, in the wind
There is an echo going by
Of the mountains caving in
And the parted roads and I
Knew that one day we would die
And become smooth and old again
Like the ash that sweeps the sky
Someday a shooting star is gonna shoot me down
Burn these high rises back into a ghost town
To the west now, it begins
In the sound waves, in the wind
There is an echo going by
Of the mountains caving in
There's holy water lying in the crater well
Heavy metals high test gasoline
Blessed singularity
A telescoping memory
Where the sky still flickers through the leaves
Mark Tooley: Late 20th-century Christian Zionism—after 50 years of shaping American politics and, by extension, the world—is now concluding. A new form of Christian Zionism or some equivalent will have to be crafted and propagated successfully to replace it.
Mark Tooley: Christianity has become individualized, self-curating, and online. What's needed is a new online ecosystem that could aim to reach a wide audience with a simple message. But it must be fed by deeper theological and political thought.
He says, "All of you be still and know that I Am God" (Psalm 46:10 Multilingual).
