In the Year 2525

        Love is not forgotten.
        It does not fade with rosy lips and cheeks.
        It is not measured in hours or weeks.
        It is with us even to the edge of doom.


                  "Are you happy?" she asked. The infinit could not speak lest he wreck havoc with his words.
        "I know you wanted more from them. But, nothing is perminent." she smiled and kissed the face
        of God. "Another dead race, and is it natural selection?" she asked. He shook his head slowly: no.
        She ran her fingers through his firey hair. "I will try something." she said with a smirk.

                "Let thoughs who plough the sea
                take the wind up in their hands.
                The Devil will not give an inch of joy
                to thoughs who love and toil.
                I speak of life greater than
                a floating world.
                From my tongue a portal opens.
                Arise! Yee nameless dead!"

      The blackened world grew blue and green. "The Devil is put to shame and the land is greener for it!"
      she laughed. And played her flute to make the birds sing. God walked upon the waters and the land.
      He breathed a new life from the sea. And called them Saints. She laughed and flew about the new
      born race. "I am Winkin!" she shouted to the Saints. The Saints marched into Paradise, but did not
      see Winkin. "How rude" she thought; "but, perhaps it is better to be unseen."  Now, there was
      harmony and joy in the world. And Winkin brought Blinkin and Nod back from their sleep with her
      flute. "You brought the race of Adam back?" Blinkin scoulded Winkin. "It wasn't me." Winkin pointed
      to the firey face of God. "Oh? Well, I guess if God did it, its alright." Blinkin smiled nervously at
      the firey face of God. Nod started to run his hands over Blinkins butt and Blinkin smacked his face.
              "Blinkin you must allow Nod to be fruitfull and multiply." said Winkin. Nod smiled a toothy smile
      and rubbed Winkin's belly and crouch. They were naked an unashamed. Fairies have no need for
      garments. Winkin allowed Nod the pleasure of her paramores. While Blinkin caught a fish.
      "Aren't you curious?" Blinkin asked Winkin, while Nod humped Winkin. "About what?" Winkin asked
      as Nod nibbled her nipples. "The Saints. What are they doing?" Blinkin continued as Nod humped
      Her butt. "Well, they can't see us. So lets go take a peek." giggled Winkin. Blinkin shook Nod off
      and they all flew to see the Saints. "Oh. That is strange." said Winkin.
              The Saints were all praying to the firey face of God. They were on their knees bowing to God.
      Nod saw all the naked butts of the lady Saints and could not contain himself. The Saints were
      naked and unashamed. He made a bee line to the lady Saint's asses. A shreek rose up from the
      Saints. And God spoke. Everything exploded. "Thank you Nod!" said Blinkin. Nod giggled.
      Winkin played her flute in the endless void. She called the waves of the sea upon her. A spring
      came and Blinkin and Nod held fast to Winkin. A whirlpool spun at the center. "Spit-gasp!
      Are you trying to drown us?" Blinkin shouted at Winkin. Winkin smiled and held her flute high as
      she recited:

   
                "Let the land of Chaldeans
                Dry up and no man dwelleth.
                A wilderness wherein
                we will dwelleth!"

     
      A great forest arose with a crystal blue lake at its center. There was nothing else. The land floated
      like a plate in the void. Blinkin looked over the edge of the forest into the nothingness below.
      Nod was very excited to see Blinkin's ass and humped her. Blinkin growled and hit Nod on the
      left side of his head, knocking him unconscious. "Blinkin! It is Nod's right to be fruitfull and
      multiply! See that he is alright, for our people." Winkin scoulded Blinkin. Blinkin made a sad
      face and cried, "I don't want to!" "You must!" Winkin scoulded and pointed her flute at Nod
      laying over a tree he had been knocked into. His cock was pointing streight up. Blinkin cradeled
      Nod and tried to push his cock down, but it kept pointing up. Nod awoke and suckled on Blinkin's
      nipples. God's firey face apeared over them. Blinkin dropped Nod and hid behind Winkin.
      Nod ate some mushrooms. Nod was a simple creature.
            "What is he going to do?" asked Blinkin. "Do you want him to speak?" answered Winkin.
      God smiled upon the Fairies and a great tree grew from the lake. It's roots made a ball beneath
      the forest and the world was round again. Nod squated and made a pile, then wiped his butt
      in the lake. Blinkin looked at Nod with astonishment and peed from her fear of God. Winkin
      laughed. On the banks of the lake two bodies formed. A man and a woman stood and raised
      their hands to the firey face of God. They were black, but beautiful.

            "How beautifull are your breasts, my sister, my spouce." said the man.
      "It is under your shadow I shall find the fruit sweetest to my palate." said the
      woman. Blinkin looked angrily, "Not again!" The man and woman turned to
      see where the voice came. They could not see the Fairies. Nod's cock stuck
      streight out at the sight of the woman's shiny black ass. Blinkin grabbed Nod
      and humped him, "Do you have any brains?" scoulded Blinkin as she tried
      to satisify Nod's cock. Nod giggled and peeked over Blinkin at the black
      woman. God smiled and whispered a dream to Winkin. "We will be their
      guardians. They will not see us, but will heed are words." said Winkin to
      Blinkin. Nod was too bussy with Blinkin's paramores to lissen. Blinkin got
      to her knees and said, "What about this horny toad?" "If Nod wants the
      woman, then she will bear a Godling, half man and half Fairy. God has
      spoken to me." said Winkin. Nod heard this and made a bee line to the
      black woman. She spun about trying to see what vexed her, but she could
      not see Nod. The man took down a branch and whipped the woman,
    "With this rod I make thee still!" The woman ran about the banks and into
      the forrest. The man followed with his rod.
          "Oh, yes. Nod is doing God's work?" Blinkin asked sarcasticly. Winkin
      winked and played her flute. The man fell asleep. The woman fell too exhuasted
      to swat off Nod's humping. God smiled down on the new world
      and new race to come. "Well, maybe Nod will stay with her." said Blinkin
      hopefully. "He will chase after us. It is his nature. And needfull." said
      Winkin and then continued with her flute. Nod flew back to Winkin
      with a toothy smile. Winkin shook her wings and exclaimed,

                   
                        "Desire and perfection
                        are sowen
                        in the rightousness of God!"


      Amen.. Amon+


      Reflections: There are heathen nations now, which flourish.