​I took a stab at writing something

“Hundreds of thousands of years ago our futures were written. Not by man or animal but by God. These weren’t the writings of a crazy man but a being who wanted to tell a story. Our story. Now we’ve found some of these writings and have been able to decipher them. Man captures lightning. That’s electricity. Man moves faster than music. That’s humans breaking the sound barrier. But there is one that we aren’t quite sure about. And it frightens us. The sky and ground become one. Now some have speculated that to mean humans go into space. Others say its something that is yet to come. I say its God’s arrival.” I read these words in the biography of Leonard Wolfe. He was one of the 22nd centuries greatest philosophers. I always assumed that he was just making a guess or that this was something he said in one of his many drunken speeches. Now I know he wasnt lying. It’s been three years since the angels came from the sky. Three long years.