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Nov 2010
El Matrona waits on the children of the earth to learn of the gate to heaven is through her, safe and ever open. It was placed on earth by her beloved. The youth on earth as well as all pure righteousness enters in to make the light grow ever stronger to unite the love of her life to her once again for all eternity. How she hungers for his touch separated from his being to aid man and others in there justification to their lord and god. The army is surrounding her to protect the temple of the one true god she will never change her course through time or dimensions but may turn to dust before the land turns back. Her love sustains her through out time, holding onto what she was given she lunges forward to her given task like a babe to the breast. Her heart weighs nigh as a feather for her joy is his return. The children gather round her with abundant laughter, giving her continuous hope running through her veins like sunshine in the darkest of night. Silent tears run across the valley of her heart like a fissure of stone rending sand through the hourglass of time in the mortal world which sends shivers down her body. Years pass as she now must age as a mere mortal no longer held at bay by the darkness befriended in the making of a soul readied for the task at hand. El Matrona now knows which way due north points and why it must be fulfilled. She has reveled it throughout out many lifetimes given her by the saints which now she has become. Even the terrestrials envies her station and must obey her king. T’is the year of the lord and all will feel the judgment of the shekhinah through the angel metatron. Ive been her long and haven given many messages unheard, all must listen now for we have not long to endure before the great changes occur. I say unto you Love is the greatest of all things believe in him that made you and he will save you, confess with your heart and mouth your sins, he will free you. Ask and he will give unto you the way. For I am the door to the way, reach for me and you will receive him for who receives me receives him that sent me. Peace be unto you all as love from the great MOTHER and WIFE of the KING lives and breathes in Metrona immortal.
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