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We Show how bright the light Truly is when standing within this void of darkness
Set up a commune or like minded folk
Wait for end times.
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Rather than birth pains we enter an Era where we can enjoy our lives in a greater light to what those who were before us faced, in the colds of winter, the Famines of earth.
This Darknass will soon end, only a few decades left until it is slain
and the Rulers of today seek to impute all sorts of ingredients directly from the hands of hell into our bodies, They seek to make you wither
Governments and Satan are one
Romans 8
For we know that the whole creation has been groaning together with labor pains until now.
And not only that, but we ourselves who have the Spirit as the firstfruits-we also groan within ourselves, eagerly waiting for adoption, the redemption of our bodies.
Now in this hope we were saved, yet hope that is seen is not hope, because who hopes for what he sees?
But if we hope for what we do not see, we eagerly wait for it with patience.
In the same way the Spirit also joins to help in our weakness, because we do not know what to pray for as we should, but the Spirit Himself intercedes for us with unspoken groanings.
I wish the day of our accession was past already, But we have a mission to complete, and to suffer and squirm as we count our days
But the darkness is gone, the days that we lived on earth are over, We are forever and now there is no more death, All that we do parish not, Neither is there a hustle to complete what one must before the time of their accension
The government seeks to take everything you have, Then what fantasies can one dwell in, Only the fantasies of the needle found in the allies of cities
fantasy? nay. the great ones are real, and by planting meat seeds you too can be at peace when the soulless corpos destroy our planet.
Our minds being raped by the cards of satan, planted in every corner to sabotauge those who are weak in mind. There is still Blessed hope