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chasing rainbows that fade as a shift comes about, water droplets fall hard on land, splashing about noisily the muddy pavement becomes slippery to walk on, a wrong foot there, slide, wrestle with forgotten promises no longer remembered. thunder roars on high with dark clouds brooding away, at nothing, still wind rises suddenly then crashes on sturdy trees unable to hold a canopy - the roof withers away, absorbed by hungry earth eager to do more damage. lightning strikes again and sends fire damage to treasured harvest crops kept dry, this time the fire demon chooses to reign like zeus uncontrollable, spitting smoke with dust into hurricanes joining the party of nature. what a sight! prometheus escapes from his chains through all the chaos, takes up arms with hades to put an end to such misery of having to go without his favorite mohito while dionysus takes his liver for an appetizer and beams with a silly grin. out of the caves the boogeyman escapes, makes his way to sleeping villages unaware. whispered into their ears of dreams, visions, illusions became real when the gods took up arms against fallen men who have sought to become their own god. stupefied men and women of all ages looked aghast at the accusations, "we're devout followers, nothing more" but hades rolled up the debt owed, it was a long, long list - rainbow promises failed to deliver the damn crowd raged. and the gods all had different faces, each one looked to be what men and women worshipped. then the masks were peeled back, the skeleton laid bare of ego kneeling before self. someone has to be in control, ya know?