Yes God may have eclipsed the world drawing into the shadow a world gone mad crucifying the savior Designers of worlds’ survival drafting poisoned air over the edge setting an orbiting cooling screen’s hedged investment fund with polarity to filter heat, collect power direct away particle beams from the light side Something the hopes forked between being and nothingness something gold-ringed the world carefully bringing light unto darkness As the overly-hot cooled down the cooling band encompassed the world as they have so many times before given critical care planets recovery room.
