Mercurial Madman

Elon Musk became the American god of trade because of his moody childhood in South Africa, and now graces the political landscape of President Trump as they rightfully make certain people great again: all the while, Elon has turned his religion of curiosity into a path towards lunacy as he focuses in on the fourth planet from the sun. What is more, Elon has avoided God's desire to give him a much-needed spiritual enema.
Like most of humanity, Elon has not realized that Christ wishes to cleanse his mind, to wash the guts of his soul with the word of the Lord. So Elon has gone about trying to reach divinity by becoming a madman of Mars, by carnally embracing his tendency for mood swings, even though the heavenly Father longs to use Elon's weaknesses to make him strong. This story is a celestial gospel tract launched from the sinless garden of Eden straight into the dark heart of a genius whose middle name is Reeve: whose Canadian seat of understanding has gone crazy staring into the bottomless pit found in John's scroll called Revelation.
This tale is a document filled with images and words - just be careful not to worship the images, and do not be stupid enough to neglect the words.