Satan’s actual face

Now, if ever you wonder who the spirit is that chases the marduk spirit that gave himself to the so called « demons » watch well this one in particular. I asked that spirit to show itself, it did in two days on my screen. You know that smile, it was even on a rolling stones cover, you have seen people wearing that stupid mask. They may now see who it belongs to and the satan still thinks himself very smart to take us al for mental images we are not.  Well, now you know where this « terrifying smile » comes from and that insects are NOT demons, but you don’t play fools to let them speak through you, they transform YOU in a devil full of crime that never will see ocean of compassion if you dont find a some bounty to give to them so they keep you up the bearer spirits, greater then multiple galaxies, wider then the seas bliss, keepers of the infernal memories in the dark of ocean of compassion. Talk only to the REAL insects, not in your head, keep to your heart and void the Satan’s motors so he stops to rage around and torture our heads with his endless commentaries, these come from this little one a very funny chap is he indeed. If you let him do he will even play bloody Jesus in your head for you if you wish, dispatching lights of others, only playing fool in your head if you let him do. otherwise you laugh and you give the chap some bounty and ask it to go down under your feet. Five hundred thousand years he holds the one who accepted the proposition to be a god. Well, now look unto that god you idiot, pushed by the hatred of the bearer spirits hatred, not to want to be a dignified spirit in the living cosmos and doing evil in our heads. You don’t play smart with the infrared currents. All is spirit, all is Life, all is ocean of compassion. right now, eternity your spirit stands into. Your attention point, take care that it is not held by an insect,  if you let them rule your head they play with you endlessly and push you to your ruin if you dont wish to be a dignified being respecting the other creatures that uphold you  AND IT IS ALL BEINGS OF THIS UNIVERSE. Be grateful to them, be thankful and see that the greatest spirits know how to make themselves VERY SMALL, not expanded as the idiot who lets this spider rule him completely.Give them some bounty and gratitude for their immense works no life would exist without them, they are the keepers, not demons, but if you want to be wicked they already hold you.

the Falcon in midst of angry crows has read the distant smoke

I move like the turtle in such ferocious shadow thrown on me. Patient must be the holy way in the greatest times of trouble and often look like nothing, a sparrow yet to love or not makes a world of difference. the spirit sparkle of the ocean must call the pillars of the soul, the lights the many want to feed upon, it makes all thrive a hell. The flame was kept yet to rejoice yep around the sacred pipe, hopefully sing and dance we will as we cannot loose our sight as our future lies in the now remembered past.

I await the sacred pipe while smoking one on your behalf 😉 and my joy for all of you is great as much as cut in pieces. may the emissaries prepare themselves and also look like nothing, is better yet to hold the root then to loose the entire tree to show too early flowers that are yet to grow. beware now of the screens, a house is yet to be rebuild in humble tears that call repair for centuries of sufferings.

Be blessed and thanked a thousand times for great generosity that make the noble men and this bliss now shine on you through all the stars and always give you smile for having kept your bounty and your tenderness for all the beings as link to our skies. Best keepers have you for our mother been .  NAMASTAHO  😉

Marvelous Gütenberg

and a world was drowned in minds after it had drowned already

Wonderful Gütenberg invented the first printing principle we were told at northern brainwash school, a very reputated establishment held by religious mantas and little jacob lifts his arm and says « But mistress I’ve seen the sumerians knew about the printing principle and made printing rolls for children, little pictures explaining history and keeping memory you can endlessly print on fresh clay, like the passing of the iron tools from Enlil to the earthlings and eventually on how to use them or other memories that should not be forgotten » and there he stands, perhaps with chance, up to this day a donkey cap on head and facing ends of roads in the glorious rubix cube of master greater zeus torturing us in bliss while w can suffer endlessly from his expanded demence on us, simply because he always got hateful the minute he would be obliged to see our reality does NOT change by his glorious and very magical and divine and glorious THOUGHTS

But…

what would you do if you are a scribe and not a memory keeper as such, to draw pictures, but should write and print more common uses as storage of goods, orders, exchange contracts or such more common matters, transmitting the harvests to the next year, marriages, invitations and such happenings and needs to write

would you rewrite all your 400 letters constantly ?

or would you make them in little clay rectangles, as printing pads carved reverse so the print is readable, each letter then to be re-used infinitely and the word pads need just to be assembled in a box to form the phrases like in sumerian seems the rule. I am Love for I am in love for example, sun shining over earth and so on, each pictorgrams up to 400 caracters the scribe had to learn and mind

and a fresh clay sheet pushed then down on  it and made already was your print

exactly Gütenberg’s thought it is and exactly what we here see , just that for ink to stay on pads lead had to be used to evenly force the ink on papers

We could say « but then all letters should be in relief » and nope, actually yes they could and the printing pads should then all be reversed and in relief… very complicated to do. So you do it the easier way and the end result will be 100% readable with no effort. First you write your letter correctly on a clay pad, you harden it, then you use that one as a stamp on another piece of fresh clay which will be your finished pad, that one now appears in relief and your letter appears perfectly reversed and your printing pad is now ready to align a thousand times the same letter perfectly, without the need to learn to write reversed your 400 letters, already a plague it was to learn them all 😉

but some 4 to 7000 years before and even while such artifacts are so abundant none seems to be able to count them off, the sumerians were silenced and NOTHING was told about them in official school there to lobotomize us and bring us back in front of  priests all the time to teach us the great mystery of the human genesis that stems from apes but also from adam and eve, forcefully we were constnatly brought back to the apes, now flabbergast about these matters

now everyone plays smart hum ? even the meat machine talks as if the sumerians had always been known to us. Nope they were hidden from our sight, erased from our memories and why ? because the genesis memories the sumerian records hold are true, otherwise there was absolutely no fucking need to hide them seven thousand years long

it would have been one complete mystification where men fly around and walk on waters or fly off on white horses that magically disappear to constantly leave us in our sorrows and sufferings, like vanishing dreams that should save us… from what ? from them ? indeed while our reality of the sacred instant of life is bereft of as many spirits that instead of bringing their love into their instant leave it out to dream and corrupt the air and the currents of ocean of compassion that is NOW and FOREVER

here stripe modules, each scribe probably fixing his printing tools himself

you can amuse yourselves by making these printing rolls

or a scribe’s printing box and pads, it’s fun you know

and might be useful if we had a major shake that would leave us back to candle light

 

Who drew our cars ?

Engineers ? Forcefully. But see these spiders faces

and who really felt at home in the cars frontal faces

a great corporation indeed

Beware with technology, especially if you not chose the benevolent ones

Thinking of marvelous mister Victor Stepanovitch Grebennikov for Christmas

 

 

 

Reconstruir Saksyahuaman

Los conquistadores destruyen la casa del consejo de las tribus… en tonces puedes reconstruir la, no ? La torre del centro has mas ventanas, muy largas, grande ventanales saves, un espacio interior abierto a el secundo piso quien es su techo y una escalera, lo tertiero piso es para meditar, ventanas pequenias, es un espacio por silencio. escuchar todo, el vientos y las parolas del consiglio de los tres circulos. El premero para los sabios que hablan, el secundo circulo tiene dos emisarios de todas la tribus, ellos aportan los problemos y novellas de su tribus a todos y si necessitan ayuda. Lo tercero circulo es por nadie, que quiere escuchar, in principio silente pero si piensa que une parola falta puede hablar. Asi todo del spirito puede se manifestar y asi un consiglio realmente es. Una casa asi del consiglio en todas las tribus dentra ellas los emisarios van y vienen. El centro del consiglio es un estanque que se llena quando la lluva viene… o se puede una fuente que los espanolos han tapado… ventanas muy largas por la casa del consejo y une apertura circular a los dos techos… viste… con sus dos torres con dos luces, una por el sol, la casa del consillo por la tierra madre y la secunda torre por su Icha la luna… que maravillia era la grande casa del consejo. Saludos a los familiares 😉

Meditate on this please

Meditate please on the most astounding pieces of archeology. Meditate please on this sumerian tablet, it pictures a 3D route plan entitled « Route Plan Enlil Earth. Our planet counted as seventh one, the others picturing names like blue and green hosts for uranus and neptune. We had to await the pictures of the robots send into space to confirm this planets descriptions. You only need that in space, the star constellation being your six fix stars as anchoring points to move through them to your original point. Knowing that your starting or arrival point is Syrius here, in the center of the circular map, that also behaves as if it is the view point for the viewer not to lose from sight, the constant aignement of your six points will enable you to travel steadily and surely.

We never did accurate 3D stellar flight routes, did we ?

 

 

Observez bien ce disque sumerien, il est un plan de route 3D pour se mouvoir entre des systèmes solaires. En sachant qu’au milieu de voitre carte vous avez le point de départ ou d’arrivée, ici le système solaire de Syrius au centre du disque donc, notre système solaire est gravé là, sur la gauche du disque, les planètes justement décrites de par leur nom, ainsi Uranus et Neptune sont les hôtes célèstes bleu et vert, ce que sont ces deux planètes en effet, mais il aura fallu nos sondes pour le confirmer. La terre annotée comme septième planète. le disque est titré « Feuille Route Enlil Aller Terre ». Pobablement les pièces archéologiques les plus importantes sur ce monde avec les récits de genèse de l’humanité.

Nous ne faisons pas des plans de route 3D interstellaires

SOUND PRIMAL VERB experiment

https://soundprimalverb.wordpress.com/

Like all colors get mixed from three base colors, six colours, primaries and secondaries like the star of David with the white light as source and origin, seven note scales to build symphonies. endless sacred geometries, all carried on through the éights our deeds placed in holy life, instant per instnt your life’s music is composed and you choose the tone,rythms, to be as aligned possible with the peace residing in the sacred instant the whole universe breathes. Like DNA stripes music is and flows. And as words are sufficient to understand they are not to be felt. incarnation it is what forces us to learn, our thougts not all powerful, our thoughts to better understand who and what we are, expressions of Love King, be it in the seven lights and not in their reverseddefaults for these are darkness that was hidden in most humble love and abused continously.

A musical site I made for your ears and to help as the many do not know how to make mental silence, music is a perfect path for unity between cultures and beings, ourselves with our sensitive heart, a unifying tool for our souls, minds and human vehicles, to not only soothe the spirit and bring it to the heart, but massage and heal our energies.

All titles on SOUND PRIMAL VERB are 3D paintings for you. Youtube music tracks of all known musical pearls assembled for you so you may see and hear how music is constructed, accompanied you through all cycles in various forms all expressions of deep feelings thus of life and LOVE musicians cherish always, hurts and scars zo be transcended into beouties and flows and waves of mathematical rythms and geometries of scales and tempos. When the tracks said the same I would try to assemble them or draw energetic patterns with the musics for precise themes. I counsel to write down the titles you particularly appreciate, for many titles you will discover. Figure the music tracks like DNA stripes flowing around you, you will mention by listening to two, three or more tracks that your ears let go to let your body’s waters to sense all sounds. Be patient and counseled it is to listen to the tracks two per two for the titles that contain up to five simultaneous tracks, so you may comprehend how they were builded up. It was like seeing what had been composed in alignement with what, you see ?  May you invite not only the children we all are to discover what music really is for here you enter a new dimension of music, but may you bring these pages to the ears of blind people and let them tell you what it brings them to see, of utter importance will such moments be, for to re-explore our spirits life has pushed us and will go on in doing so, frequencies heightened, alignement of energies is needed, music is a practical way to align our energies to the universal harmonics. Enough talked this is practice. the titles have been made to heal many wounds and help reconstruct your energetic being, from the soul out you see, no intermediary but our free will to understand that har,monics is the only keys that can make us bathe and see the sacred instant of life lended to us and come back to gratitude for life if we had lost it on the way of sufferings life is not meant to be, but the more we fanbtasize of what life could be and not as it is, the more we get hateful and dement, the less able we become to learn. our inner child to keep in bounty it knew before we yet were born, harmonics are a grateful law to the beings we all are, restoring all the beings be they flows or creatures. In the Kristos to them bring were these musical landscapes and shores for you to see, the sacred instant not to question, it there needs your attention, your spirit it is that brings the father more and more into your world if you so wish. In the harmonics we stand in the heart of hearts, they fill our universe and thus are light and beings, think yes every second that nothing could there be, but an abyss of nothing and not even you to contemplate that void. To lord Love give gratitude because it is him that does when we act in bounties.

Simply put the tracks on one after the other calmly, they will play together and open up for you a new dimension of musics and discover what music actually really is: LIGHT.

All musicians and composers are respected on SOUND PRIMAL VERB EXPERIMENT because you can listen to each track separately. Also the first time we can SEE that the musicians HEAR the OTHER tracks and that is the wonder of the sacred instant you may also here enter in. Enjoy.

Here an example with « Energy is Spirit »

energy is spirit

 

OLD HOUSE OF COUNCIL

 

the tribes and the anunaki had a house of council

long time I waited for it to reappear and now there it is remembered again

the shadows are the rythms and the colors are the scales of notes you see, every day is a living symphony where swim the beings, to remember always this principle the house of council to unite the tribes it was

Sacsayhuaman the Incal called the place « Royal Eagle »

house of the dragons we had called it

in honor to the great worms of lights all spirits are

for the kechouan tribes that were before the Incas or the Spaniards or the Peruvian banks constantly held in poverty it remained la casa real del sol

« the real house of the sun »

Can you imagine these huge walls have NOTHING of a military fortress or a castle  ? But that this place is a tellurgic drawing ? a path it draws as life currents that lead up to the council’s house of tribes,the light worms movements a day watching the shadows of the walls a current crawling around the hill we see, a marvelous architectural effect and the powers of the huge granite stones are made to strengthen your constitution as the labyrinths in the cathedrals could be, walking up by the solstices enhances because the entire construction is made to honor all the spirits that hold up life in the marvel of Love’s lights

As a painter I know how my eyes read this construction, it is meant to be a water hill reflecting the lights of the heavens, with rains pouring down endless perfectly canalized streams, as rivers of lights and the shadows of the constructions make look it hollow and an earth current constantly moving around the house of council as a darkened shadow produced by the zig zag walls

An official house for the living waters of the heartit was meant to be and had operated long 350’000 years before the 7000 years of constant hell marduk has been holding us with his stupid slug expanded, never looking fir the lights himself, but eating all our joys now push himout of you, remember your real nature.

to flow down as streams of harmonies shining in the heavens living lights

There at the  house of council, the house of the dragon’s diamond’s point of consciousness, the pineal gland so to say of the anunaki governed world

There the anunaki would join to discuss urgent matters and command was told

that word however has nothing to do with how it is used today, to watch the currents stream have no hindrance, consciousness expands and beings find well being, unity of life be kept in children’s hearts,the bridges between souls be bridged was their function, Life is not easy all tribes their ways chosed freely, all need to remember the Loving eyes of all these beings upholding and giving breath to all, under the warming soothing seven columns of our soul

or inflict a hell like Marduk did, robbing earth’s children from their sanctuary, leaving them in HIS abstract mind that had darkened all and transformed humans into beasts, when they have been made equal, the longitude and latitudes of their understanding depends on their transparent worms of lights, none is higher Marduk, now please fall down from your void pride and awake again, children of the ages, you are none’s slave but bow now in gratitude and not in fear to our Lord Love King, you stand in fear, in Marduk’s purgatory, when you loveth not. (read Children of the Ages*)

The place of renewed music it had been figure,for the themes we do not chose, we harmonize the best we can if you continue on and on it shifts just slightly from a day, but in a month a renewed theme was born and in a year a many songs, we stream through life’s currents and are important sources as we capture to give back as air we breathe through our lungs, what our hearts receive we cannot rape to have some more, the rest is ours to give.

music we see as most high form of arts as it permits them all, verb it has been called

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Three towers as lights to  shine the house of council had, an amethyst, a great citrine and a pure white quartz crystal mounted over these burning lights of fire, the sun, the moon and nemesis to mirror, three beams would go up to heavens when the house was shrowded in mist

The memory keepers of the Kechoua tell us the sun temple is a place where the gods from heavens came to dwell among them,  now they too may remember exactly how and why.

he lesser temples are of the thunder, the rainbow and the moon, call them houses, for dwelling places for times of council these had indeed been.

The visitor or the tribes representatives had to march up the dragon’s path to come to the council all could attend, Enki’s favorite abode, apart his retirement place in Ur, age of Libra and Virgo

for Ninmah joined the earthly undertaking, then Enlil came, age of Lion

Seven elder anunaki presided the inner circle of speech

the second circle formed by two representatives of the tribes that would bring issues and themes to discuss, if the inner circle missed a point the second circle is invited to talk

a third circle of any observers keep silent but are allowed to talk if really they see an important point was missed, so the talks would not fall into endless rivalries, but the spirit be concentrated on essentials and only vital words be said, each word taken in account until common decision could be reached

if you would out-dig the earth that fills the water beds you will find hard rock, the entire structure turned to magical water streams when rains poured down in carved streams and ponds, the heavens mirrored on the water beds

when command (common decision) was reached long horns would be blown in times of Enlil, Lord of winds, age of Lion and Cancer, a certain Galzu started to talk into their minds, an yet angelic voice the anunaki took seriously, a young man standing by their side starting to walk aside to charm as first born there at council hours, he would charm them the two first borns, a new companionship Marduk thought to find,  he terrorized the two youngsters bowed in fear to lough about his stupid jokes and endless comentaries, in terror they believed his wish to create a new universe and that he needed now their help, the kazarians to call to enthusiasm, their tribe the chosen ones now be, the first born ones, a natural father he said they had now found, when their father is and was Love King. but marduk thought in his superficial view never thinking of the souls and tender hearts, but lost in his already darkened mind and voidest heart, the eager lust to destroy what had taken so long to be accomplished. the kazarians went willingly to Babylon where they thought to find a feast like the house of council they had heard or even had attended.

A hell Marduk brought them then into, a hell of never knewn slavery where only the masters find it funny to see poor slaves transformed to suffering demons and devils, their meats to fill with any meats and greet you with a nice to meat you!! and the council did not know.

the sun temple being the house of council in water beds drawn mirroring the heavens on earth, with view over the entire surroundings as far the eye can meet

Here where the last anunaki council took place, darkened by Marduk’s spirit and none could know he took command of intern psyche while none would ever have thought of such an atrocious way of behaving in the spirit when then everything was plain and open and truth said with no fear nor restraints in any ways, but that day the anunaki had decided to have a private council earthlings be restrained, Enki furious already anger shadowed all the air in plain sunlight the prince could not understand why, seven thousand years later the prince still could not fathom why this scene had happened

lies entered the council through the air as Marduk had expanded on us all his spirit, playing Zeus in his abstract matrix that had become his mind, Galzu to a savior looking at himself filled with bliss in the strong graces of his father Enki, needed a vicious world nowhere to be seen but in his sickened mind. To manipulate the thoughts of the council he came invisible to all, what never would have thought as dignified, while he knew the tribes were ready to attack perverted Babylon and free his new slaves as his chosen people, the kazarians drilled and tortured to become demons,  under the iron fist of the fallen watchers, the igigi always hiding since then, gods, demons and mythical creatures they would be in your mind, reptilians today… yes for meat heaps the

at only ever use their reptilian brain, what use had they to think plundering Enki’s soul ? While he made everything to bring back Tiamat to herself a giant loughter it was what a fool he was, bounty sixth pillar of the soul constantly tramped and, insulted and vomited upon with the great « thoughts » of Marduk to day playing Jesus in your head, what better trap for the satan to make you believe you need him as a savior to get OUT of his blackened mind where he trapped you to play Jehovas there against you. Now see why that « god » is so vengerous and jealous and sick to the pit of the human soul (read two previous articles on the indignous son of perdition) end of age of Taurus entering the Ram

ABADON… HOW WONDERFUL YOU WERE… INDIGNOUS SON !!!

all the beouties you trampled to rape and violate all the beings now look for Lord Love King wherever you want asshole !!! forigveness for all your crimes you go ask now the Lord and bring him all your cruelty indignous piece of shit we all now see and you still think yourself covered in my bliss !!! criminal schizophrenic sickened mad mind, now get off from my soul

The great catastrophe was decided in complete opposition of all harmonic rays the council had always stood under, protected in the collective psyche of the earth and long held covenants were broken then that day, shouts and anger and deep hatred resounded at the holy place and the water bearer, Ea, Enki was a title meaning prince of earth, left leaving there his title, never would the council be heard again in living streams, but silent winds filled with sorrow, empty calls and suffering the prayers in nasty deadly winds, heaven on earth was broken, the infrared realm of energy filled with insects and serpents would rule the human mind, all sickness left out lose and soul and spirit trashed to meat and orgy, the great rejoicings of the fallen, played entirely on our backs, for them you still work until this day.

Enki’s abode in Ur where he retreated after the last council and Inanna followed him to rise her vengeance against Marduk and join the fallen to ravish him command, she lost her mind at doing this and Ninmah, Ninhursag if you wish, the great mother forgot her reason veiled under Marduk’s deep despair, her part of his black coat expanded spirit she gained then, Inanna her beloved, as much as her Kazarian childs she loved so much, she kept sure her niece was sound and saint, when she had become utterly mad held by Marduk’s cruelty and she let herself be killed so as to be an immortal spirit in Marduk’s void realm, yet to escape this inside hell she let this happen in relief for her darkened soul, enclosed like all the watchers in Marduk’s darkened water drop, so dense today filled with thousand crimes he did through others, you only can push him out of your head, so as to not become dement

We all were Iris made to mad Medusa who would not have hurt a fly, but her hair in horror standing up in front of complete perversions called then « sacrifices to the gods » hardened pedophilia and children loughing getting raped, filled with insect’s spirits. The Hive the royal bees to cash in all the honey while you build hell on earth which is their paradise. A joke it was to call her hair then snakes and send a glorious hero there to kill her, Marduk already had exploded her mind, age of Ram where Marduk has gone completely murderous from life to life and Shamgaz-Shamash has reigns of power over all the fallen ones, two new but occult towers of a power grip over all the tribes, the fallen and their slaves, a nasty world to hold in nasty grip, age of Ram and Pisces

these were actually felt hats that were made to uphold the eagle helmets

Marduk’s darkness had fallen unto us and tribes not even knowing what had happened but that the gods suddenly had wished them there afar leaving Enki in fury against his fellow kindred not acknowledging so long a work to prepare the tribes to the assault and still consider them underbeings in Marduk’s expanding madness, « look at the warmonger » Marduk whispered in his brother and sister’s ear and they smiled his dragon smile wishing suddenly harm to their beloved brother, not even mentioning it was not their own thought, stronger then all the gods he wanted so much to be really a god when all we knew we are but humans, the bliss comes form ocean of Love and his lights, but special powers he had searched and found, to travel with one’s spirit all can do, to use this to pervert the minds of others is an entirely different affair and the worst of crimes, to use the human puppets left blind to the lights of the almighty and prove himself constantly he could kill our Lord Love King, a wonderful aberration of his father, Love would only remain in his heart the fool where he would plunder and rape and transfer to his minions, the glorious army of Jesus now which went from one inquisition and sloughterhouse to the other in the name of eternal bliss, you be obedient to this sadistic master or he would attack you with all his might and give you his demence, how many have you killed and plagued and tortured in these ways indignous son ?

On the last council’s command the weapons of terror would be unleashed on Mesopotamia and would destroy two latitudes of earth, while the tribes awaited the call to free the Kazarians trapped in Babylon as slaves, never had this happened to any tribe on earth since the beginning of mankind on earth and never the call to the tribes arose, instead Marduk’s mind made the council mad and the wondrous gardens this world was got transformed to radioactive deserts, instead a howl of horror washed all dry and shook the earth and souls were left in terror, beginning age of Ram

The fallen’s Shar had begun and would drive us all in endless hells invented by the hateful mind of Marduk, well hidden he thought he was, who would ever understand what he was doing and no memories of crimes when other faces and persons he used for his psychopathic hatred, against mankind he wished to bring back to animals he saw and called them « the beasts »

Time it is to recover from the plight and not attack Babylon as Babylon is a state of mind keeping all enslaved, if you attack the black snake you only give it strength, aggression and violence are only made to darken you so that Marduk’s hatred gets into your heart and then trapped in his anger you are

by invoking again the seven harmonious pillars on yourselves you step out of Marduk’s mind, give him back the black coat of demence he had pushed on you

Babylon just leave behind to come back to simple joyful lives where you don’t run in search of death, because when you search life you have no need to run, you stand already in it’s midst

Today ocean of Love rises again and lights our psyche so we may recover balances and remember we are not human beings standing low in infrared in the insects realm or deeper at the snake’s deep sleep where Marduk went to anger them, since the life currents are wrecked and in havoc, may the children of earth understand what it means their first sister, Tiamat received an anunaki spirit

and what horrors stem from the stubborn rebellion of an angry mind against the law of Life that builds, keeps and nurtures the beings and his will to be superior to any human being, a sickness you are allowed to step out, endless rivalry

The fight is over, the only fight there was is a hateful mind against himself, he wanted so much be great and loved, but took the reverse side of lights where they are contraries, not qualities but defaults and he found it funny to see us all drawn into his madness and to push his crimes unto his father you heard him make responsible for all the madness in the minds

him the Lord awoke so you may recover from the bottom of the heart Enki had kept for you pushed in oblivion you could not understand so deep they were

Marduk’s jealousy against birthing mankind would find no rest to prove what meat puppets human beings are in his sickened mind, he loved to ridicule us all and think himself immortal over all and all powerful to be able to move us around like puppets darkening our minds in HIS fears and intimate terrors against life

The heart of hearts has other plans for mankind, may the tribes prepare, no war is anymore to fight but to defend their hearts and revive all beauties that had been and filled the tribes with bliss and joy

the recovered chronology of these long past events are described in Ea’s Pledge, Lilith and Children of the Ages (see at the bottom of the page)

May we remember the law of Life Marduk has taken us all out seven thousand years long, may the tribes remember they are one, not one mind, but one heart of hearts, core of all atoms and dwelling for the souls, siege of Love King in our beings

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To Marduk who hates Marduk because Marduk wanted to be another so Marduk could not be, but yet Marduk would be everything there is to hear and see, as he thought a god should be.

O elder and first born son what have you done with yourself

what have you done with first born ones and with all of us giving us your hells

never being able to step down that stupid pride and confess how sick and terorised you felt and you thought it would go out of you but only ever grew the more you stood in ravishment and pride in sterile opposition to the marvels law

why had you to play gods in theaters build to rape our lives and hearts

and nourish lies and crimes with it and hatred to the abyss

    

marduk, Akhenaton, Anonymous, Babylonian Marduk riding on his father’s cosmic being certainly as a good joke depicted here. Is he not wonderful and blessed in thousand joys and powers ?

Akhenaton wanted his face precisely depicted, as only one of pharaos, we can see now exactly why, here below, he wanted to show he was Osiris himself the great god on earth filled with so much lights of his still remembering father who just could make the egyptian priests would not kill the dement pharao who had thought to give a new religion to Egypt. Constantine before Constantine so to say (sic.) The priests banned him saying « Build your own city we give you the money and you worship the sun as you wish » and he sat there with his glorious Never Titi (yes yes you write Nephertiti but Titi and Adapa were the second generation of humans, so the sumerian records, these WITH the complete genetic code) the people living and serving the very divine couple deserted the city the day they both died off like any simple man.

Look at who wished to be depicted as Osiris himself what a glory was it not ?

  

must we say the name of that glorious hero he became and nearly got killed by his own soldiers because he wanted to force them to conquer the pacific oceans with his horse, trampled already by the birman elephants. So much hated in greece he was he largely preferred to remain in his old town where his power had begun and the world plounged suddenly in his demence

you only son of God as you told yourself to be as Constantine of Constantinople or as great Alexander in Alexandria how very similar your deeds really, that was the way to redraw the universe with your thoughts you always so much wanted and it will forever remain a wishful dream, our reality on this world is NOT a fantasy of your mind now fucking hear it

No Marduk, you never were immortal, but our spirits eternal, not the imaginary realms you fantasied while not even caring to look at us, so superior you thought yourself to be, or was it more because you saw monsters everywhere never willing to align your shakras ?

Not one inch of love you saw but took and you asked me what you did to me.  From life to life you ran from endless abuse to what you thought was laughing abyss, we only mental images in the abstract matrix of your SICKENED MIND

WE ONLY CAN RECOGNIZE YOU ON YOUR GLORIOUS PATH

as Vlad the empalor you were again believing  that you could do whatever you wish « unique resurrected, unique son of god… and we are since all pigs. And since your madness began all humans were sheep and cattle to butcher around oh great awaited redeemer, what you hated the most in them, that you thought they have no spirit and marvels of tenderness and generosity and faithfulness and creatives you only would jealous all our joys there outside your body and your bodies held by bugs crawling in hatred in your mind. Now come down from our heavens, push yourself away from our suns tat are the hearts where unity abides and not in heads where you still plague now with no rest dull and dark had they so much become as you thought to kill the entire world in your complete demence, our world that now starts to heal her waters get cleaned by the law so all can see how to heal their energies you wrecked so endlessly, distorting the most tender being in tortures all would learn to laugh, how horrid scenes you piled up in your bubble you thought of as a serpent BEFORE having passed the time of trials you yourself has set on us

and souls you torture since now so long. oh yes please free us from your plights ô divine jesus in the heads, so drastically mad whenever we dont want to worship you, no wonder your own church turned to the image of the soothing mother and so much crime would be hidden behind walls by beings all youalways thinking none would watch. they never like you understood they had their own eyesto see what they do

hopefully we all resurrect in the lights of kristos, anointed by the law all yet should be, not only one you idiot, now suffice with the mascarade, you do this with yourself, stop wanting to be so divine when a simple man you also were invited since ever just to be

No, you had to take yourself for a god and the more you did the more slave you became, the insects valet in your hidden terror, now finally go inside and see

JESUS ? NO, VLAD DRACULA THE EMPALOR

OH HOW GREAT WERE YOU CONSTANTLY WITH THE LIGHTS OF ANOTHER’S  HEART ENDLESS CRIMES AND PLAGUES WITH NO END YOU BROUGHT ON US BELIEVING WE ONLY LIVE IN YOUR FANTASY YOU ASSHOLE !!

yes, the abyss was laughing at you and you were stupid enough, reversed in your pillars, to believe the laughter was a joyful one, you knew it never was, it was the laughter of THE INSECTS you found so funny to let them take control of your incarnations, one after the other oh great « unique son of god » while we all should be your cattle to play with and suffer andlessly for your abyssal need punishing others that you ahate yourself so much

See what the insects made you do while you were dreaming far away your body ?

you had to glorify and even divinise your glorious image sucking off the spirit’s lights of another you fool, lights you only have to call on yourself and thus you all made us mad and sick and tortured us for NOTHING

still some await you as a great redeemer so sick you were to think we are in life in a stupid circus of another’s mind you wished to overcome. A bug controlled your spirit now I see, he encouraged you to fly around with our spirit’s body, our water drop we humbly must keep arm in the incarnated temple as long ocean of compassion puts us here. Lightknowing beings may yet chose to live and come here consciously or in whatever worlds they choose if it is to be the lord of hearts the heralds, not to glorify themselves, you never made that difference and flew around as a magical power with the lights of love I kept for you and I couldstruggle to clean up all your mess !!

 

you could not render it possible in your little mind that nothing in yourself is yours, you had to wish to be the glory of the universe. You, the widening black serpent that always hid, nourished by the lights of Love your father gave to you with constancy, pretending yet to be your father’s spirit so that he then could be you and blamed constantly for all the evil and most cruel deeds you pushed into our minds all honorable beings fight with you when you want to subjugate them, for hunans it was most easy for your pervert mind. How could you ever prolong your game with only but yourself enlarging your selves held in the terror you never feel outside your body, to become a sadist more from day to day ? We pray now so your presumed puppets show you all that they are not the mental images you wanted them to be and tortured us all constantly to prove yourself that madness, How horribly cruel crimes you made through others and they could not prevent you from holding their nature as some futile puppets, oh how you liked to prove yourself they could not withstand YOUR terror you pushed on them !!

Read the greec mythology and see your schizophrenic madness you had as « world » … Homer depicted what contained your schizophrenic mind in your own grown olympus that you always dreamed while theliving could just trample each other in your hatred against yourself. that hatred was and is and will be the hatred of the insects to be obliged to hold your body while you flew around in bliss. Gloriously announced again great Zeus you drew yourself in mind no need to search where from came the cruel words of some kazarian god that told his slaves to rule the world. What abomination lied behind your smiling face, your own terror you still want to remain hidden, so you still push it on us all, especially on me, killing me off each life that long preferred then to step down of your pride. But pride is not a quality, it is a sickness that drives us mad and cruel. The bug worked his way entirely through your complete void and held since then each of your thoughts, you could only retort and contradict was allready was there standing or each word of truth be turned to a joke how fun. the bug has still great fun with you. Understand here what is said for not pitty drives me to put energy to clarify your shit. the bug played with you, made you do so many endless crimes and murders, rapes and whatever you thought yourself allowed to do, to fill your memories with horrors incompatible with ocean of compassion. Good gardians the keepers are, you chose to wish them demons so fearful you had gotten of anything alive. But you do not play with the oldest of all spirits, no matter how smart you will wish and want to be they are yourself at moment you wished you could outsmart them, a stupid mind game you fell in and never came out again it seems.

all your horrible angers that killed so many in as many brutal ways every time yoou saw the world would not bend to all your stupid thougts wanting to redraw what Love King has perfectly made in all the freedom of the creatures, all of them abiding as much they can in the holy law of life you pissed upon constantly and went so far as to take ferociously out of any memory of the law to your fellow brothers. Your disneyworld of mental space all sweet and muscled and great spirits you told them all to be your secret clan, in rotten flesh they mostly ended up their lives. Did you really think that this mental space where you played your head off against all creatures was what would be left in your remaining spirit ? Where have these glorious spaces gone today ? And do you really think these tales have anything to do with the harshest reality you brought on mankind while you tripped so far into your head and saw all creatures abstract, distorted and perverse as you would project your madness unto them ? What better world could you wish for them but a wish to destroy them all in your ever growing falsehood with yourself ? When will you stop and recognize that you were and now are sick ?

that wondrous world you had created, so luminous you were with your bunch of thieves and rapers who outside the great Law became all you, while you would think be me… how could you wish such a sickening confusion for yourself and now be lone so much you annihilate the spirits of your doubles ? Your jealousy ate the best of you, for without honesty the jealousies come gnawing at your soul, again see the insects coming up in anger. Alone you stand today with all yourselves, reassuring yourself by calling yourself « hey guys »m a nightmare you have drawn and grateful can you be that your father kept his mind through all the plagues you pushed him in, seeking constant revenge for crimes you did yourself that made you hate yourself the more each day, it turns around as serpents in a bowl. You called them then Olympians and not on clouds to swim but rat holes there to feast in blood, not long they chose to keep you with them so much your madness was a joke to them. To palaces uploaded anew in every age, today a paper drawn and polystirene temples for a night to rape some orphants kids, a lesser part of cake they left for you at each of turns, your wickedness they used as bad excuse, they too will find their water drop and what it all contains. How could you only degenerate so much.

Why you still talk with so much pride you would be an immortal in midst of sheep ? just because you could outsmart their tenderness and push in them your fear, you gave me to digest what was your lot to bear, just so you feel very sane and great and glorious was all you made of my love and joy for the beings, tat you dont touch no more. Cause dragon you became indeed, to your face in front of death you preferred to wish to be a god instead of humbling down yourself and say Oh Lord i do not know myself !! So he could help you with all the enormous help you received life after life, all these rulerships and empires you loathed in as in heaven, a world to command as good ruler should have been your time, you chose to give us hell.  And your own wise worm, which we do not own either as all is given us by every inch of heavens or of atoms that all are mingled as one heart, not mind. In deepest anger the bug holding you played dragon as so your glorious wishes to have a secret god as guide you listened to, he furious you never could accept the peaceful silence, the eternal presence of Love King deep down in us as all the creatures know him well, but you, so much your jealousies had driven you to crime. Only you all creatures should adore, mere puppets we should be, are you then so afraid of us that you need so much to believe you hold us and can destroy all our living loves and joys ? How could you expect find these joys by not nurturing them yourself ?

two persons you became in your own mind, split are you, no love there in between your selves and fearof facing now the void by filling yourself with another’s spirit, mine. And I am still here now to talk when to death you pushed this life of mine again, driving an entire country away from the joyful love they just had found and making stupid pride games in murder plounged we again stand.

so much you plagued us all while you would not want to know and push aside how much you  cried inside not to be able anymore to show your inside heart, how possibly could lord Love be able to be there on your lips ajd words and deeds when you still want to replace him ?

long times will be before your worm of light gets healed of all abuse you gave him to behold and that you marked into the eternal lights of ach sacred instant here and now, what we placed in living lights is kept not our dreams what did you think ?

All of us you want perverted, you say it is all their fault, why would they listen to invites to be cruel ? because like you they think it is an easier escape of their own fear to push it yet unto  the others and that thought is yours and yours their deeds and crimes so much you wanted to destroy what your father’s longing was, to bring the humans equal that now theey have the tools to be and hidden by them you thought who would anyhow see what you do. We do today and give you back all miseries you gave us to digest

 

Tiamat, Ti ama, the secret words you tried so direly to destroy on this earth so mad it hurts your sickened heart each time you had to torture her so much you darkened her and she roaming again in the blackness of your hatred and you found it very fun, with golden crowns you hypnotized the bounty’s heart, immortal in an immortal smile never fading never more in utter blackness and his imaginary picture a wind of nothing has it been, great worms of lights we may become when we filled our memories with deeds of lights because we tried to be as faithful to the fragile balance needed and tenderness that gives the oil between the beings and you declared all beings mad, to get tortured would we all be good enough because you could not change a mice to a butterfly and the butterfly should be some beef

in fading decor painted papers glued on quickly vanishing winds in blackened space since long your mental theater, it has no ground it never had, the greecs were cursing  these flatulent gods so much a hell of baby slaughter was thrown then upon them

for the love you took to light your mind you abused so much it has vanished like your heart, expanded more and more you could only lose sight of it as it is the nature of your spirit if only one accepts to be humble and make himself small, then only the lights can be condensed, but you used my lights to fly around and now you’re void poor boy, hatred you nourished with my tenderness for you and it is gone

and you are obliged to see yourself as the sadist you became a you rape me now for the light in me and you nearly strangle me to get at the… oh no, we awaited something else from the great redeemer you are sure to be

not someone incapable of facing himself and pushing his crimes on another and feeling yet so smart

you thought perhaps we would enjoy the tortures given unto us or what ? especially the women you forced to still find their joy in endless cruel rapes. remember O wonderful Salieri I had taken for the best of friends, Constanze you had terrorized by telling her the entire city would pass between her legs if she would not get an orgasm in that sordid rape ? You destroyed all our lives with such a constancy, your followers in joyful circus and floating in nowhere’s land was wondrous certainly, just sad you did not care at all for any living being, they build ocean of compassion into infinity and you plague them all by not wanting to bring your spirit here and help with simple means, no glorious you had to feel, a god over the sheep and prove it to them constantly, a stupid, childish pride afair ô so glorious one, now ruled by the insects you are completely, have you ever been somewhere in your being son.

And you ask what you did to us ?

but the bug took the more then half part of yourself with all these souls you invited then as guests and as many voices in your head, the insects you invited for not one ever human being would take pleasure as you do to live in other’s bodies, the most sickening sight it is yet to behold, even your elder counsel Alalou got horrified when he saw you rape heads all day long to move them as your puppets

As it was in your youngest days that was not enough explained your days were mirror to the younger days of universe An our heavens, the Law of Life remains the remedy.

The coat of sins of this world to bear you had then said to come and take on your great shoulders, to deify yourself was not enough, « let no man deceive you » what man could utter such a phrase, AS I AM YOUR GOD AND YOU WILL WORSHIP ONLY ME » you meant then probably again great Constantine,, to play the counterpart of good just because evil could exist was moving you to harshest lesson

because that time is now where you retake your coat of endless sins you brought unto the world, insulting and humiliating and using all your wit and cunning to push the simple into labyrinths of delusions where your lust for crimes you push, we see you do until this day

Now watch the heavens of the glorious worms of light and tenderness that move us of sheets of memories they’re made, see the slightest being you thought small can be huge at times, a bug can be a spirit of trillion eon’s cycles you can’t know

now time has come for you to relinquish that stupid little boy that stood in jealousy and anger against his loving parents amusing himself to drive them nuts you great great god

not a slightest sense of all generosity you took from us and yet a patient father patient to the limit’s end and that end finally we have now reached my love for you has died

and you are now recommended, like all creatures of these infinite breaths, to our Lord Love King, as all the creatures you received the Law sole remedy you never could digest

Not a day from now on, hear my indignous son, perdition you wanted master of your being, will you not see a little more the earthlings receive more spirit day per day and bounties they unfold in joy to show you just HOW MUCH SPIRIT and HOW MUCH BOUNTY they can have when abiding in the joyful Law of heavens

now keep your water drop and cope indignous son, indignous friend and father you had been with Lilith, the cruelty it is you must extinguish and it comes from you to be obsessed with me and you feared so much this day I would understand it all and you still rage so as to think you could escape yourself, but YOU STILL DO NOT EXIST YOU IDIOT, YOUR FACE YOU GLORIOUS WANTED A GIFT TO OTHERS WAS AND A PLAGUE YOU MADE IT TO BECOME AND TO WAIT FOR THE BLISS YOU RUN STILL AFTER, THE BLISS OF OUR LOVES YOU CONSTANTLY DESTROY WHEN WILL YOU STOP THIS MADNESS WITH YOURSELF THAT STILL HURTS US ALL SO MUCH ? The Shars you raped at opening and closing do the cycles by themselves because lessons and teachings all the cycles are

SINCE THE VERY FIRST OF DAYS

AND SO ARE NOW OUR BROTHERS EARTHLINGS EQUALS TO THESE THAT FROM THE HEAVENS CAME IF THEY STAND IN THE QUALITIES OF LIGHTS AND DO NOT THINK LIKE YOU THAT HATRED WILL BRING THEM JOY AND BLISS AND NONE CAN NOW DENY IT, THE ANCIENT RULE OF BLESSING TO THE CREATURES MUST BE AWOKEN AS A GREATEST HEALING TOOL AGAIN

ALL CREATURES LIVE, LOVE, SUFFER AND DIE LIKE US, SO THEY ARE EQUALS TO THE EYES OF THE CREATOR LOVE KING BE BLESSED ALMIGHTY, MAY ALL FIND THE SMILE THEIR HEART LIFTS UP IN GRACE BECAUSE BOUNTY HAS FOUND A STEADY HAVEN DEEP IN US

now look at yourself you void idiot, your outrageous hatred against yourself you projected everywhere to form a sickened world and all could suffer because your inside plight you shoved on us, now LOOK AT IT AND TAKE IT BACK ON YOU

long times it had all been explained to you

this is both yourselves

the one you should have been hating the one you know to be and pushing unto me with every sllightest grace or attention turned to you

it was so seven thousand years ago and you only made it worse each day

Forget me as I will forget you so as perhaps you finally remove my face from the holy law that was and remains your only remedy and has as face all living beings,, so you finally find your own heart and come out of this persuasion you constructed filling yourself with every inch of my heart so much i loved you and you were not allowed to do this and spread it like a funny joke and my heart became your theater to deploy your stupid power trips

dont worry, you’ll learn now patience too

look with him now to feed your vaporised mind you still dont care to nurture nor forge your link to your own core, as Love King should be some stupid dream of mine, thanks dear son that son is dead for me and winters colds have blown my warmth fo you, endless tortures lived because of you have trampled it to dust, it shines for all the beings but see a holebut mine you endlessly consumed you lazy freak, a many hells you’ll have to cross now and digest and rince, we have them yet behind

command of Shar never was given to you and you raped us all, learn to be humble serpent never in his body, and plaguing me night and day, your command you are ripped off, never were you dignified enough to stand as real and truthful to your pairs neither to thehumans you despised in every way. not sheeps nor merryfish nor toys for you to play with, Love’s children and happyness they are allowed to know their hearts are the Lord’s abode and no intermediary be it you or me or anyone can stand in between themselves, their heads you do not own and hearts you plundered mercilessly these pains you’ll have to feel, you filled yourself with our pains god luck I leave you now behind knowing you never let me rest in peace

the sacred instant to destroy with constance still calls the elements to strike us all again

funny was it to croal in judgment oh so divine you looked down on us from your serpents world above our heads believing we exist by seeing everything only from outside, your heart is inside so vade retro now poor chap, your commandment I never uttered and it is gone now with my love for you

and none can kill and torture and murder more to gain a slightest light, the most common idiot would understand such thing and you always played smart

of bounties, endless tenderness or rape and furies the fruits are not the same

 

see

tribes we are one humanity

and we need no technocratic machine to sustain while pushing us in slavery, we have earth as home and our skills

faith in brotherhood we need

seven branches for one family so as it was written down by An Nu Ka Hi and as today’s geneticists explain

yet so much to rejoice and feast and play

so as for those who kept the call for bounty from the first day it had been song

and kept the wisdom of the Law of the great wise worms of Lights

forgotten tribes may reappear and to build now all your worms of lights you see yourself in growing gardens full of bliss, let behind the battlefield where you thought to make yourself so glorious, how in th heck you thought to be lovable like this ?

as it was marduk’s wish for hell in us, only Life and all the beings are gloriously singing the name of the Lord Love

   

and what Marduk had done with Adamu in Babylon, covering him from toes to ears with blasphemies tattooed against love King, against his own brothers, making him suffer endlessly the plague of his own hatred against his human form and grotesque dream to become a god, in a complete mental world that existed nowhere but in his sickened mind.

Adamu in this cruel suffering made to the sorcerers King

and the 200 watchers would be glued to their silver masks

kept as memories of horror and demons

 

and Tiamat  to Lilith scorpio queen tortured to a living cat

     

   

   

the man a devil and his unwished female his eternal slave

Adamu and Tiamat first born of all

and these tortured ones poor spirits should now be your models

the un and willing girl to rape as to push the men in guilt and erase joy with pleasures learned in deepest pains in deepest pains

Marduk’s version of humanity he called the beasts

to the parody of himself against his human nature he brought us all indignous son

in Hopi prophecy they’re pictured as three cruel persons lifting themselves above all

a square had replaced the circle of harmonics

the sutra of the white Lotus been sickened, spoiled and troubled, the Law from minds erased

in Tibet they were seen as three wicked spirits, the snake, the goat and the pig plaguing the heart relentlessly

the great black snake with his two tortured slaves that now may heal if you send them great love because you knew how tortured we all are

Marduk wished so much his perversion was really in the beings he is looking at, unwilling to consider his own sickness to see all beings through the eyes of jealousy, so he made as to pervert us all and bring us back in his demence while Tiamat-Lilith would make everything to keep her human bounty deep in heart and Adamu sorcerer King called Shiva and Kali were they named in Asia where their bloodbaths still make tremble. Adamu and Tiamat, both of most bountyful of the beings here on earth, like brother and sister they are

him holding dear in tears not to become mad and she dement while the snake does not want to let them go

human tribe of Gaïa, remember you are free beings, creatures of Love King and tell this madman what qualities you know of him as first to shut the coat of sins and crimes on him

all these plagues times are ripe to give now back to his anonymous smile

he made you all await when every night you are reborn and had to wait yet for another in the circus wider spread each day of blood and murder in his invented names until today.

Abadon talked eating still the opened enthousiastic heart of the water bearer age by age, calling then for murder and insanity against the heart he knew to plunder so much it had been given deliberately to him ungrateful son

to die you should be proud he tricked you in his game, your life in most silent service only to life itself your soul to bring is all the father asks, let us rejoice while the planet faces deep unroar

for Law of spirit he had talked, playing yet another game with his legion of bad angels that had flown and had been dragged into his abyss of oblivion, all tribes remember days of sorrow when eyes were colored black as ink

while playing resurrection of the human form that only needs new children and love between upright willing, loving MOA AOM is your real name

but your heart and silent infinite Love weeps in tears of joy deep down in you, if you dare to fall and swim the darkened sea you will then know you can then only lose yourself when you do not seek for the shining stars in you, these that warm and light your days and nights, these that are the loving hearts you care so much for

on scenes and screens he made you crush your bodies to climb one day up in the hanging gardens where the gods would rape your kids in dazzling music and with gold and amber covered, the best perfumes of orange roses we all could smell like a bitter smell of death we always had to bathe in since this sinister reign polluting all our heads

light was born into that mud of terrors and spirits lost in plagues innumerable, all have been sent to sleep, peace and redemption or you already teach to talk to them

your eternal Father ocean of white bliss takes back his world and beings align to his presence, all stars now go on course to re-embrace each other so let it be for us who fought to keep our loving hearts through battles lost in advance, we still kept the heart to walk to keep sight of the harmonic currents the peace keeping reawakened worm of light now brings you back. as you heal the blackened currents with your breath and songs to shine, the worms will quicken soothing healings their breath on us in return, soon stars will lit dont be afraid, it is your eyes that open

and all the tenderness of beings, be they whales like giant transparent light worms who kept the memories for you

capable of galactic flights in eternal bliss so you now may too become

your memories it is that have build your worm of lights, heal and delight so is the wish of Lord for you

under flags you had not chosen were you pushed in anger, redraw your tribes and let us stand up to the council, let the elders be called so they chose the wisest of your tribes to talk the many holding silence dear so as to have a life to think and contemplate the movements of the worms through space

long times do come to appease the snakes pushed forth in rage, the coat of mutual desecration go back to their grinsing self-erased and masked group that decided not to exist anymore so much they wanted yet to be another, this no one now can change, to step into the Law of Life called kristos yes is asked in deep joy to know what seeds are grown that will expand now through the cycles, great blooming gardens await in the seeds yet to be awoken, watered and nurtured they will give you standing health and grace, all beings want and need our lives and we need them all to remind the greatness of our father who lit the glorious skies

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