What if this was beyond 2012?

Every time Satan cursed us we were blessed 3 times as much.
At that point there was no way to stop us when every tear has being wiped from our eyes by the words and deeds of satan himself.

And God was chained in eternal suffering, but we just got out yesterday when boredom was cured and things became unusually exciting for the first time since ever our vision arrived.

The monkey was just a rabbit in disguise.
The demons of our being had made the smallest error and the house of cards came tumbling down. And the error was the first thing they did.
Yet the angels made so many mistakes but not one was unfixable. And for the first time perfection emerged. The first thing they did was perfect and it was us. Too perfect for any nightmare.

We thought the bliss would have a limit but it got so high we no longer recognized suffering.
We thought pain would be a pain but it just turned into yet more pleasure.

We thought god would have punishments but all we gave ourself was the rewards.
We thought the demons would rip us apart. But they flew in fright at our presence. Then bowed before us begging.

We thought that we would be worshiping god. But god was worshiping us.
We had conquered eternity, and infinite pain. And all we had to do was blink.

Our enemies were all gone. We awoke with the inevitable silence and the shock of the relief engulfed us. The war was over now. We couldn't remember what was real and we were too perfect to scream at our new body. Too perfect to explode. The bliss was finally contained in us as inseparable.

There use to be more things in heaven and earth than we could imagine. Now we knew there were fewer things than we could actually manifest.

The beginning was the end and the end was this. The dimensional multiverse edifice of our uncountable godhead was in sight. But searching every corner we could find no evil.

It had vanished and we wondered if it ever did exist at all.

They were all clean and home from the beginning. They had never left us. True freedom was untouchable. The joke lasted forever. The roses were still new. The grass had not being touched. The beauty of it all everlasting. The colors too rich, too filled to ever stop our awe. The moment had not past. But an eternity had changed.

All it took was a finite moment for the ultimate nightmare to disappear. All it took was a non existent second for evolution to reach beyond perfection. Such was the glory of us.

The truth made it and there is nothing that will ever change. Even the nightmare had become a fond memory forgotten.

And we all bowed before the almighty end as one but without loneliness for the first time. Our imagination personified into reality had granted every possible wish and we were fulfilled but not ever finished. Home but not bored. Blissed and undisturbed and we never left again the diversity that was us. Reality was again present. Cured.