Amos Hart--Unveiling

   
   "Amos Hart--Unveiling"
   
   Amos Hart calmly sat with Bucko in the Olds, powered by the modest yet potent 350 Rocket--a zinger from the electric past.  Like he always knew inside, and as the American Government has basically admitted:  "We are not alone."  Reagan had already told us that there are non-terrestrials among us--we never listened.  Fairy Tales, Religion, you name it--and most children always know, before they age into adolescence, witnessing the greed and lust of false gods; next, their ability to see becomes as were Samson's eyes, burned out, and blind to the illusion that so many live under.
   The American Courtroom has no right to argue anything anymore.  The Judge is not Jesus Christ, the attorneys are fraudulent finks instructed on the art of lying, and the juries are hand-picked by these lascivious-living liars.  The psychiatric units are filled with illegal activity as well.  The government cannot truly declare ALL they know, for many people would be incarcerated, abusing those who have been abused already, and on a supernatural level--that word simply meaning, more than natural; however, as many bad ones as there are, it equals out with the magnanimous might of altruistic Angels and Holy Living Creatures.
   Whatever happens, most fear Christ's return . For if the Son of God were to truly encounter a soul void of repentance; next, Occam's Razor suggests that the endgame scenario might not be good for that particular soul.
   All the myths, art, everything speaks of sublimity outshining the false illusion of deceit.  We shall see.