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Whosoever will come with you to the next level must be fully persuaded and prepared to confront death. You must weather the storm, confront the cyclone, survive the tsunami, beat the wild wind and the tempest, the holocaust will mean nothing to you. Even the catastrophic Armageddon will be a child's play. You have to be strong hearted to walk through it the second time. Hades will be waiting for you. The first time is a happenstance, the second one is a coincidence, and the third is the enemy's action. Don't be deceived. Refuse to be used. We have become the laughing stock, the hyena is moving in our midst stalking you. Hunger among the people ravaging everyone. The punisher said, follow me to the next level. You better run for the thunderstorm.   The final destructive level of our destiny is coming with brutal force. The latter will be worse than the former. How can that be. Which level. The final level of destination to hang you. Can the living dead move to the next level. This wickedness has to stop. Change is in your hands. If you know, you know. I can't go with you to that next level. The mason has measured the final level and i choose to follow the path of my destiny. ©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.
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Nov 20, 2018
Nov 20, 2018 at 6:28 PM UTC
THE NEXT LEVEL
Whosoever will come with you to the next level must be fully persuaded and prepared to confront death. You must weather the storm, confront the cyclone, survive the tsunami, beat the wild wind and the tempest, the holocaust will mean nothing to you. Even the catastrophic Armageddon will be a child's play. You have to be strong hearted to walk through it the second time. Hades will be waiting for you. The first time is a happenstance, the second one is a coincidence, and the third is the enemy's action. Don't be deceived. Refuse to be used. We have become the laughing stock, the hyena is moving in our midst stalking you. Hunger among the people ravaging everyone. The punisher said, follow me to the next level. You better run for the thunderstorm.   The final destructive level of our destiny is coming with brutal force. The latter will be worse than the former. How can that be. Which level. The final level of destination to hang you. Can the living dead move to the next level. This wickedness has to stop. Change is in your hands. If you know, you know. I can't go with you to that next level. The mason has measured the final level and i choose to follow the path of my destiny. ©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.
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M/Nigeria
Nov 20, 2018
Nov 20, 2018 at 6:28 PM UTC
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