The coming wrath of God

God requires faithfulness. Faithfulness is what moves people to do good - not good as in flipping nickels to beggars - but good as in melting guns into frying pans. Only a faithful person would trade their gun for a frying pan in the midst of danger. The faithless arm themselves with guns and bullets; the faithful trust the Living God, not because of words in a book (that would be fucking stupid and unrealistic), but because they have seen God's power, and they are surrounded by mercy everyday, and their faith rests solely on God's power and kindness. They are able to tell you about God's consistency, and they do not require the assistance of any holy book to do so (only the faithless require holy books to be the foundation of their 'faith').

People on this planet have been sitting in pickle juice. They are raised by pickles. Being a pickle is being in a state of godless and faithless despair. You recognize that this place is hell, but you still say that God is here and God is with you; but you discount the horror that is waiting around the corner. There is no light at the end of the tunnel of life for a pickle - this is why they invented stories of heaven in some afterlife. The dead do not 'go to heaven' only the living do. The only thing keeping this hell from being heaven are the pickles here stinking up the place with their violence, bloodshed, hate of truth, awful words, and bad behavior.

God will not allow pickles to fester the Garden. God requires fresh and crisp cucumbers. No amount of words or reason can transform a pickle into a cucumber, only God can do this. You can preach to a pickle from a holy book until your tongue falls out, but at the end of it all, you'll still have a pickle - perhaps even more rotten, and soon after, you'll be dead (a lose-lose situation). Only God can transform a rotten pickle into a living cucumber. Of course, a pickle has to want to become a cucumber, but a pickle doesn't recognize that they are a pickle; and when they walk past a cucumber, they pay him no mind, all the while assuming the cucumber is like themselves. (Even though the freshness of the cucumber is evident in every aspect of his life, those pickles attribute it solely to luck, smarts, and a gentle demeanor - which, in itself, is nothing to be celebrated.)

Pickles anger and sadden and disappoint God, but you must understand that God's wrath is not dictated by God's anger. God is not human. Rather, God has a plan to transform pickles into cucumbers - a planet filled with faithful people, people who would never trade their frying pan for a gun. Part of this plan will require the death of many. God will hastily remove people from life (rather than waiting for them to drop dead, as has been the case with God for millennia). God (and Christ, and others) have been planning the impending wrath for thousands of years. I don't know all that will take place; I imagine the bombing of Iran is part of the plan - but I don't yet understand as I'm only allowed to see through very thick-lensed sunglasses.

Light and the pinky toenail

Every scientific advancement that we achieve will also be weaponized. This is the sad state of this godless race. Since people cannot put their trust in God, they weaponize their achievements. These achievements are then celebrated, decorated, and held with highest of honors - they are ultimately the reasons why we have presidents, and ministers, and kings, and queens.

The light of the future (for the human race) will only come thru veils of darkness - as it seems. Though I don't mean to be fatalistic, I feel no sense of excitement when perceiving the future. Things have never turned out the way I thought they would, but they have come around, and I have learned a lot by watching God. But you have seen nothing, nor have you interpreted anything, nor have you witnessed anything. So when God comes to stand before you, you will only see the raging volcano spewing smoke and sulfur into the atmosphere, whereas I see the pinky toenail of the only God I have ever known.