JESUS WATCHED OVER THIS LAND

Pray

Listen, it's deeper than us screenwatchers know.

The ones with the golden face have told me.

Lower lords have no place here.

Goodluck, and

GodSpeed.

Thank you for the future attempt at discourse.

Have you heard of the story of the Avalon's Cross?

That one with the frogs, and the mile long bog?

Up from the underneathe the moisture was ridden,

Never to be forgiven, or forgot, that soot rot.

Now was a time when the underbelly flipped upwards,

the beast has been slain,

and the maggots whirl in vain.

Look Up to the heavens,

that exist deep in your heart.

Go down in the depths,

to find what others forgot.

Be who thusly,

and hark to the sound,

the wind has a message,

linking sky to the ground.

Ah-Hah, said a shrew voice,

I have heard of these things!

I have heard of affirmation,

And the plan to trust things…

The way it is going,

surely full of fortune,

and a god thanks for that,

because we sure were close to thee:

Thee who was wicked,

who told us we cannot,

the beast who had marked,

all those with 1 eyed syndrome.

Look to the paper and look to the plenty,

for now is the nigh,

of the plentiful banquet.

See you all

in the room above.

It has been a long enough time since the last time.

We've brought ourselves a prophet to the party where everyone is eating.

tell them to leave their leaven bread.

Turn lashes on the demons who left you for dead.

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Godspeed.

As was said.

(v_f)