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The Man Comes Around.
…….And I heard a voice from amongst the beasts……And I looked and I beheld a pale horse and the man that sat on him was dressed as a Highwayman, though he was from hat to boot tip the whole in Black, and the name that sat on him was Cash, and wisdom followed with him……And he said unto me, unto all, “There’s a man comin’ round, takin’ names. And he knows who to free, and who to blame. Everybody will be treated just the same. There’ll be a Golden Ladder, hangin’ down, When the Man Comes Around. Fear not the rider or the pale horse when they come for you. Fear not the place whence you will be taken, for there is happiness there, not strife. Know when you get there that the guy you are goin’ to see is good, that his bounty overflows all you can imagine. Know that he is accepting of you, despite any acts of yours, save one. Know that he wants us all to get what he’s sayin’, people, and that he sends lots of people to say it lots of different ways. He sent me to sing my whole life, and I did, until the end. He sent us to create, to share, not to fight amongst ourselves. He cries out to you, Don’t Take your Guns to Town. Don’t wield them in my name. He says, learn to love in my name, in any form, not because you were told to , but because you feel it, brother. Put away your guns and your swords, respect each others life and each others ways. Gather together and sing songs, read poems, worship that which moves you, accept each other. Know that though I claimed to have shot a man in Reno, I have not fallen into a Ring of Fire. I no longer Hurt. I tried to sing and bring joy, and knowledge of pain and love and lust and things of man that He has given us, and those things will save you.” ……..And the Pale Horse turned, and the Man in Black rode on, though his words echoed in ears of all who heard his whiskey soaked voice……and he returned to the midst of the Beasts and smote them all with the might of his guitar and of his voice. Just to watch them Die.