Twenty-one heads to row the world pool, I know, they know, who the son is now, they died for me on a Sunday. Now they can see, see truly, the blazing glory all around no word no sound I am immaculately found by those who seek the peaceful air. No tare portal for looking they see wordlessly my calling fire down come burn me, pour oz on me, poorest me, porosity, fade me away from evil eyes of hell completely we shall be together forever in air. My rule absolutely, finishing off all enemies, my sure Father Almighty let me drink the tears I Christ for you. xyz
They call it supernatural, the spirit of the most high hovers over
the face of the deep water.
It's not at all academic, and very visible to all and sundry.
A true perception on life is this Theophany, a falling sky whom
all will see and every tongue confess.
20 February 2015
Twenty-One Heads
Endtimes, Theophany, Eschatology
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xyz
Luton, UK
Luton, Luton, UK