I govern with myself. Calmly, thoughtfully, as an experienced person would do. Of course, they are thoughtless, they are always kind of nervous. I also look in the mirror, because it doesn't hurt to look behind you from time to time, because it also helps you move forward.
I see a vintage WV Golf that has been serviced smoking. It's already behind me. Junior, with his head hidden in a hood, does not spare his aging vehicle. All of a sudden, whatever fits on the tube, pulls in and cuts in front of me. Inscription on the back of the car:
You are behind the back of God!
"You will find yourself in front of the devil and soon in his hands," I mutter to myself.
It occurs to me how many people imagine themselves as gods behind the government, which sooner or later ends up in the cemetery. Because let's not forget that the devil is a good friend, he helps his people a lot. And the one who makes friends with the devil does not care if he causes pain to others with his words, pushes people into a miserable line with his actions, or says goodbye to someone senselessly from life.
Those who imagine themselves to be gods do not respect anyone or anything except themselves. All Saints' Day and Day of the Dead mean nothing to them. They don't even understand the significance of these two days. They just consider it a good-natured Halloween. Party, carved pumpkin lantern. They avoid the cemetery from afar, even though they certainly have someone to remember.
It is fortunate that the majority still stand before God, glorifying Him and, according to their hopes, the time will one day come when even the self-worshippers will realize that All Saints' Day and the Day of the Dead belong to the station of their earthly life.
