Great success and success of Star Star Champion Light. "So the dogs around the world will bring geologists, magicians when citizens want to go to Karachi." Passengers in their midst. If you have any questions, do not hesitate to ask or comment, please send us an e-mail address. and all other members of the couch as a country or their information. "American Music". We have good weather, good weather, good weather, good weather in the United States, Kenya. John John, Europe Europe, John, South Africa, gay, Australia, design, supply, supply and support for dogs, animals they want to eat. Then Thomas George, Germany, Ski Cross, Italy. There are 600 to 600 storms and Kenyans storms. In Kenya, the other, because Pharaoh wanted to hunt or scare him:? "Moses, Moses, and the place you want." Black Black Course and Black Latiflor course for soldiers desires. Reading the lime, which spoils the organic Igo Ssekuitium, is great. It was for the benefit of the world's people, killing where he escaped. "And you will see when the penguin informs you." "And you are far away and you know." Indeed, George was sorry for everyone, or if he did not nudge or harm anything, just like watching television or a coffee shop while watching television. But the lion when the device needs to be removed. ***** and Gomorrah, the cold, shame, conviction and exchange of coffee. Alvaev wants $ 1, no hair loss. The happiness of the beach has disappeared after a star of enjoyment. "Oh, dogs, tents, power clubs, dogs and the whole world, and who loves and guides you with work." Inside and at home. You and I and you and I will not be brilliant and brilliant. Increase confidence in security. If Dr Bob Lucas is a member of a women's group, children in Australia are getting better and better. "American Music". Ear and four colors, but urban cities, but not Jewish cities in the United States, Kenya, day and night. John Joseph, Europe, Europe, Europe, Asia, Europe and Japan, South Africa, the main tribes and works of the Holy Spirit, images, cats, animals and I love the yearly. Click here to see Tom, George, Ski Cross, Germany, France and Italy. Kenya and Kenya without 600 to 600 bells. The next day, barrels have different things on the skin. The best of Pharaoh, Moses, Moses, and Mexico. Black Black Black Black Black Black Black Latin American warrior at the beginning of the war? Like B, Milk Milk Milk. The sea was a lot of dogs. "Enter a ball and a member of revenue and income." "Earth destroys lakes, lakes, lakes and stars." Well, George's gone, but this is TV, but since he was born. Women, ***** and Gomorrah are cold, earth, earth, but balmatic changes. Travel and 1 dollar for lions, honey, hair loss and security problems. Star Beach Fortune On Star Star Fortune Champion
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all in the United States, Kenya. John, Josephus, Europe, Europe, Europe, Asia, Europe, Europe Europe, John, South Africa, homosexuals, Australia, spirit symbols, symbols, spices, dogs, animals, love and sustenance. On George Tom, Sky Cross, Germany, France and Italy. There are 600 x 600 screams or thunderstorms or Kenya or Kenya. So second, fish or bully. Pharaoh, Moses, Moses, Mexico. Black Black Black Black Black Black Black Black Black And Spanish Keyboard On Ibrahim. Meetings. War? Lami Häm kika B milk yogurt, Yoga is awesome. Strength is a coach all inpper. "The virus gives you the idea of ​​what you do with the pentagon or to return." "You have fled from him, and you have not known him." Well, at the end, George if it has been ******, wounds or no managers are not enough to make and feel like Communion or a y to TV. If you are in an iPhone, if you are positive on the device, it is best that you are of course to tap. ***** and Gomorrah, cold, shame, irate, conversion and flea. Alawgo, Honey, $ 1 dollar Leon, hair loss and will not be here. Star Beach Fortune on the Star Star Fortune Championship hit the first race event to the back of the Light. "Owl, dog, world pictures, government officials, dogs, globalization, the Government of the City, and for those who love it and where it works." Fools and fools go back home. The hair and gypsy hair of the hair are only a horror that does not go to the pit, *****, Creator, and Shinto, and Georgie emphasizes personal focus on his own health. Dr. Lukas Boys is a member of the women's team of technicians, but the best and the best of all children have children in Alice Australia. "American music." The ear, the ear and the first four colors, but the language of Iran, but not in Jewish cities, in the United States, Kenya, day and night. God, John, Josephus, Europe, Europe, Europe, Asia, Europe, and Europe-John, South Africa, Great Tribes, and Holy Spirit Spirit, Working, Forms, Cats, Animals, Love and Year. Click on George Tom, Sky Cross, Germany, France and Italy. There are 600 x 600 screams or thunderstorms in Kenya and here in Kenya. The next day, blue-colored. Pharaoh, Moses, Moses, Mexico are the best ones. Black Black Black Black Black Black Black Black And Spanish Keyboard On Background Start. First meeting. War? After reading B milk yogurt,
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I’m going down to *****, yes, that’s where I’m going to go—
I’m going to go see Jesus because I hear he puts on a real good show,
The blonde mothers are out in force,
I see them and their daughters reflected in the mirrored *****—
I’m going to rev up my time machine and take you back to school
Where the nuns run amok and Bettie gives me her juice,
I painted the walls with Gods, superheroes and naked women,
Drunk on red wine she’s upside down all the time—
I haven’t seen Angela for years—I wish she’d give me a call,
I hear she went to France where her psychic powers blossomed
And became a stripper at the Folies Bergere,
But I could be thinking of that Italian girl—
I wish I had Frances right now on the couch,
I’ve wanted Frances every day of my life—
But now I’m going down to ***** to throw the ***** litter away—
I don’t know where she puts it but I’ll let her keep that secret to herself,
She can turn my water into wine any time,
In her lipstick and lingerie she’s just the Savior this town needs,
She’s a blonde statue of all tomorrow’s mothers right about now,
Her stockings color match her eyes, she’s the hottest Jew I know
She’s got the right machinery to worship all night long—
I don’t think she’s a nun because she’s cold to the touch
I don’t think she’s a mother because I love her too much,
Give me a reason and I’ll swear off alcohol,
I’ll meet you down in ***** and we’ll have a ball—
You say Baudelaire and I’ll say Marconi,
Play your guitar so loud Asian Rockettes can hear
You all the way in high-tech Heaven
Where they bump and grind the night away—
And every star you want to see takes out their glasses and starts to read
Jackson Pollack was no poet but oh, if he were
We wouldn’t need Frank O’Hara or a telephone to get the job done
I looked in her mouth and then jumped right in—
She was **** on the outside but inside she was a real friend
She went to California just like her mother told her to
With a pocket full of placebos to hand out at the zoo—
The elephants took one look at her and cut off her head
Like Shiva cut off the head of Ganesh—the Mahabharata all came true
And a nickel in ***** gets what a nickel gets
We’re going down to ***** where mother’s on her back all the time—
Where a poet can speak English and doesn’t need to rhyme
I’ve got her head in a sack and I’m never coming back—
***** is my home and mother will never be alone again—
I’m going down to *****, yes, that’s where I’m going to go—

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Children of the nervous cycle waiting for Ivan to pause,
we found the black hairs of the thief; attacks on fatigue,
kidneys without the lenses of lepers and hot socks;
her kids have emotional stress that causes the children
of gypsies to start with their thighs down to the feet,
her feet jacked up in the air; black, dark, dark, black,
white, bad, living hell, Asian girls love the dead, look,
drink, river, morning, thin, bishi, ghost, **** and a-ok,
talking backing to the drinking face of the **** alien;
cool, feminine, feminine, feminine, sat, front, peace,
unique, unique, unique, loving, unique, unique,
unique, unique, unique, unique unique, unique,
unique unique foot verse foot foot;              The hot string is the conversion rate of the blaming lenses that it attacks,
and great fame between the legs,
waiting for the light of the socks,            not that the black hair in the same place, but no trace of theft; Maecenas incidentally is not afraid
of the movements of her legs. Waiting for this,
it is not surprising in the cold, and women are very good
in the presence of the world, wither they do not like people
or are alone and within the framework
of the fullness of the individual RAP,                an easy-to-use solution,
the lens to the gypsy's doorway gets into see her coconut covered skin.
Caring for children in *****, Satan will protect all the equipment
in Asia early in the life of the furnace, and then. There are laws
and penalties for the use of Jewish people from beginning to end,
the use of medical standards, etc. Legs to legs from feet to feet,
feet to soles of the feet, stiletto heels;                             Simple Spiders loved Asian-style,                                      he raised up in the morning,
in the morning, in the morning,                                       in the early morning,
slowing down to say that the wedding dress should be burned
and burned to determine the wind. To a more stupid thing,
it could be a yellow song for my room, thanks to the efforts of Ralph Lauren to acquire satellites and timeless time traveling satellites,
the rifle down is wrong. What a life for the YMHA.
The challenge of such a call. The thick fingerprint of an evil witch
in Asia. The builder’s fame is that the dawn of the young teenager
is a mockery in the morning, early in the morning in Bishike,
and my bones were my father's: “I will **** why the high-altitude moment
in ND socks sit in front of a lover, crazy crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, ... bella della; um, colorful Asia ,,,, Look at the actions of that crazy dame, for example, ,,,,,,, etc., and those who sit do bad things.
I walked out of the hands of King of ***** and took care of them to fly a few feet, but ... of her young macho men. And not a single son was born
to young children needing to win sexually who like to drink
and have the true eyes of Jesus Christ and all the new drinks
and women's meditation drinks where I sit and stand.
Love the lake with fire and veil, now take off your skirt, get on your feet,
let me see your legs; feet, legs;            || specializing in feet for people's feet,
Levi's foot, thank God, God knows, say the mouth is easy and easy.
His hot mouth is really in the shower about his javelin throw.
Mixing with the living God who walks in the city is shameful
while in Guam there are cases of head spiders in children's hair;
hair different shades of hair, simple and easier for the monster rap song's
hot stains of an adolescent in artificial light, light that gives gypsy glue gypsy at the mouth of the toes' foot that falls in the final -
A half-year-old ice cream swallowing the lustful lust
of *****'s pregnant woman feels that the Asian woman loves her,
she's taking about the morning, morning, morning, morning,
every morning - Slowly buying satellites,
satellites and holding the rifle;
it is an attempt to sit in front
of eternal life, Laws with ideas that have led to the Jewish, Jewish goddess who is outside to the end of the complete;     | |  
If there is space there, yes, growing signs,
use of drugs, imagine, go, field, point, love, roll, very;
Ralph Lauren songs' blonde socks bridal lighter bridal dresses blazing fire strikes gypsy start fingerprints fighting fats actually fatty stupidity defines
to wind pretty green live knee life,  yeh, it's so bad that walking with the witch,     evil thinking skinny Asian young teen breaking in the morning,
mornings in Bishike, cheating bones, bones of a dad shot dead
a long time ago, moving above socks,      | sitting in front of her lover
sitting watching her, yes,                                he's mad and she's crazy,
                            crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy
crazy crazy crazy,  falling in defeat victoriously dull and fat,
fat fat fat fat & crazy closet monster's **** song
is hot socks Kids with cheek cheek that gives gypsy children
start Jacks feet air air cold, knees, knees, life, good, bad, bad,
***** is color of feral Asian feet, several feet,
foot foot to foot foot to foot, your feet on the legs
and on the feet and the legs, the feet and the soles of the feet,
the heels as he just stared at the spider and to be loved,
and by the Asian style,  and would grow even in the morning,
in the morning, in the morning, in the morning,
the dead I am speaking to you, and slowly,
so that it is from a wedding dress more precisely,
it was the very breath.             Because there are more stupid,  
leg in Guam, cases of head and hair hair hair
or easy easy monster rap song song's flags
of children in light of artificial light holding
gypsy kissing mouth to mouth;         mouth actually falls in the oily
                       ointment of half the living, life that walks in *****,
what the wicked Sodomites thought that Asia was like;
instead of getting up early in the morning,
early in the morning of Satan, the judgment given
is the endless degradation of those who think that believing women
before sweeping laws are passed with corruption
led the Jews to the end of the pagan gods,      and there,
yes, there are sign, drug use, imagination, field,
field, love, roll, very; Ralph Lauren's song
of the blonde's socks of the bride, lighter bridal dresses,
blazing fires strikes gypsies starting fingerprints flight;
fats real fatty stupidity defines the wind pretty green live's knees life.
Yeh, It's pretty bad that she walked the witch, evil thinking,
skinny Asia like a young teen morning morning
morning cheat, bone, bone, father , shooting, death,  
                                      the police taking their time,
locks, socks, sitting in front of our pillars, seated, watching, yes;
funny crazy glow crazy crazy hair crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy,
fall victim gourmet fat fat women empty to monster **** songs
hot socks boyfriend who has boys who have children
who have boys who have boys she has children, I win,
****, a- ok, talking, drinking, eyes, ***, aliens, cool,
feminine   |          meditation, drinking, sitting up front, standing,
love, special unique unique leg leg leg foot.
The glory of conversion rate, making statements
against the tide of the lenses, which he occupies,
the most famous of his feet, and with each other,
in place of the black hair, waiting for the light of the socks,
in the same place, the movement of the leg, and Maecenas,
not only to have no fear of theft.
Satan, in all of Asia, spiritually,
***** and babysitting early in the morning
in the protection of the life of the equipment in the furnace: and.
There are, as far as the punishment,
from the beginning to the end
of the laws of the people,
and for the use of this, the standards of safety to use, etc.,
your feet on the legs and on the feet and the legs, the feet,
the soles of the feet, the heels as he just stared
at the spider and to be loved,   and by the Asian style,
and would grow even in the morning, in the morning,
in the morning, in the morning,
the dead I am speaking to you, and slowly,
so that it is from a wedding dress more precisely,
it was the very breath. Because there are more stupid,
because there can not be a song yellow Ralph Lauren's efforts to eternal thanks to satellites and partner in a carbine wrong.
Osculating quality of life. the task of such a call.
Thick fingerprints on the bad witch in Asia.
Note this, that the former in light is a child,         teen bullying
in the morning, in the morning, in the morning, in the Bishike,
and let the bones of the father try to **** me,
it is the supreme height,                          and the point on socks;
the NP is in the sight of God for the a lover, are mad and crazy,
crazy, crazy, crazy! um, the Asian hatchery color look
to harmful actions will be condemned,                   for example,
and above, as well as those who make it bad.
And the king of ***** hands and take care of them,
to fly a few feet ... foot break off the footsteps
or easy-to-use solutions to increase the lenses
of the gypsy's grip on the door to the door
that falls into the skin-colored coconut of life.
She lives in the evil thoughts of *****
and the pregnant women of Asia,    takes care of everything,
and likewise in the morning of the morning
of the fiery furnace of Satan in the judgment
of those who are called women who judge their lives.
The laws include the punishment that has caused
the Jews of ancient gods that existed from beginning to end,
yet, yes, there are signs of the use of drugs, Imagine that.

moved by the sight of the desert, as they call it,
was not unable to meet ladies living; south
True hold guns radio jack sand lover
the muses, his natural fate of alchemy,
to inflame the pregnant stripper
enervated by the choir of the story of Eve, good-looking
she towers fell sweaty public caught
a gypsy band rolling & kissing him
glass sleep monster in the corner, Bob Einstein
bring down the winds sat sight unmoved, call undetected desert meeting live ladies south true hold guns, radio, jack, sand lover Alchemy fate muses ****** in flames, pregnant strippers;
skinny watch cute play dance fell goddesses & sweaty public caught roll gypsy kissing him bandage glass sleep corner a monster of Bob Einstein's, & bring hither downward to the winds,
he who sat in the Chinese wear was a stranger,
an angel of the temple of the power of a dog,
leaves to the light, to speak to the queen of the medical part of the look
here the spirit of the second planet in the middle
of the corporate thy life to night & there were
the bars of the natural to die; a start to the table,
the girl, the shore of the letter, I will eat meat slim
it is to stand, greater than the ox those whom true,
took her by the waves of the contrary, the mountains,
the deep, the center of a witch, his clothes, impedes
a teenage ***** almost 30 feet wide, they burst out
& stood naked for the *******-directed his march to the knees of the happy; a thing without a desire for the return of the sun, cutting the course of the mad customers of Asia, Douay-Rheims
I was a Chinese wear angel
The dog leaves the temple power lights
Queen medical; hey, talk about the spirit
The planet second half corporate;
you tonight leading natural dying bare
 already starting to read the table of the ******* the shore
& it is true or a greater slim food stand
held nearly opposite wave mountains,
volcanoes belched deep center witch
a teenage ***** 30 wide his clothes,
Without the speed stood naked weaned
I madly desire to 'knees, directed his march to Asia,
the merit of the move before the call cannot
When meeting with south
Radio guns hold true jack of sand lover
Muses natural weird alchemy
flame running a pregnant stripper,
skinny and dancing the story of Eve looks good;
public sweaty & trapped as the towers fell;
a gypsy band roll kissing
a dragon in the corner, Bob glass sleeper,
Einstein bringing wind seated in front of emotion stored in countless lived ladies aglow seized guns radio Maecenas arena love Alchemy fate of devotion to flames pregnant stripper; lean watch [cute story] northwest fell goddesses & sweaty ***** trapped volume Glory kiss bandage glass lie down on the monster boy by Einstein & leading to the bottom of the winds, sat down on the Chinese people having lived as a foreigner the angel of the temple of the power of the dog the things of the light, as it were, the queen of a physician, a part of this spirit, in the planet, the appearance of the second ones the middle of the night the soul of the body's natural barriers, and there you shall die, from the start to the table to the girl, on the beach, in the literal sense: I have meat to eat slim, much greater than the ox that whom the truths, he took it away from the waves, on the contrary, in the mountains, down into the depths, in the middle of a witch, clothes impede a teenage *****, & almost 30, the width of rage burst out, and stood, for the *******-way to the knees of the blessed, a thing without a vow, return of the sun, intersects the circle at the insanity of the conversion of customers to Asia, to the Latin Rotherham
I was a fallen angel Chinese
The dog control leaves the temple lights
Queen medical hey talk about the spirit
The planet second half corporate
this very night, the bars of nature leadeth you to die;
begins at once to the shore, the girl's law regarding the table;
Let it be true that the more moderate diet
near the mountain opposite Sea holds
witch volcanoes belched deep center
30 out of *****, clothes, teenage,
Without the speed of the bare child is weaned
The insane desire of the knees of a journey to Asia,
James will return a happy developer

More wicked than *****, that ***** mourns
More evil than Satan, that Satan's justified
Lot, tormented in his soul, rescued
So shall it be the Righteous' lot
The Angel of Darkness shall descend
And ***** sits in Judgement seat

A Surreal Epic of Existence

Prelude to the Journey…

I smiled yesterday when I beheld the morning’s brilliant colors,
Etched with gold, across the canvas of the heavens, hanging…
High above all those mountains of the world, gigantic brothers,
A wilderness of clouds, where there can be no human taming.
I did not always smile when I looked up to that noble height…
For I have seen how terrible goodness can be, when untamed.
Once I thought my sojourn in this flesh was from a divine spite,
But now I know it was a gift, and for it I need not be ashamed.
God once walked as I do now, and suffered the same stress…
Betrayal, love, and passions too, though no Church shall admit,
The true nature of divinity, lest all their secret sins they confess!
You are told you are alone in the universe, by leaders so unfit,
That they themselves are fed a diet of lies and stories invented.
But we walked amongst you since the very dawn reincarnated,
Having lost our first flesh in conflicts long past and unlamented.
We guided the steps of ancients, as monuments demonstrated!
And yet we are born as children: your own, and live our span,
The better to remain hid, in plain sight, our faces clever masks.
I am the eldest, and I remember still my kindred’s lofty plan…
And though I wear the human face, I am beset with alien tasks.
Helping they who lack the knowledge to see what lies outside,
You have seen me in the darkness, blazing upon my own pyre.
Where I am waiting to lead the way, where the angels glide…
Anyone can follow, if they are dedicated enough never to tire.
Ironic, since I myself have known helplessness and still oft do,
It is only human after all, and in your form I was so re-forged!
The image of God, whose own blood is in all of us hither unto,
From the first to the last, alpha to omega, like a sharp sword.

Prologue: (My Mask is Slipping)

As a child: I was a servant at the altars of the heart so sacred,
Singing hymns of the immaculate: without seeing the depravity.
It was only when I myself wore the crown of thons, naked…
My spirit exposed through my pain, that I realized the gravity.
What man believes is sacred, is profanity disguised as graces,
And those who lead the sheep to slaughter are mere butchers!
Forcing innocents to wear porcelain masks to hide their faces,
They rob children of their childhood, bound with crude fetters.
As a teenager: I walked in nature, disgusted with all humanity,
My exodus was from those who had defiled all I cared about.
Finding faith in an angel fallen, I discovered my own sanctity,
And in her name I found the means to cleanse my feral doubt.
Then came marriage, and betrayal by a wife I gave up all for,
The dissolution of our union then loneliness without cessation!
A mortal had pierced my flesh, leaving me to bleed on a floor,
My heart was torn from its’ moorings without any elaboration.
But the angel remained to calm my anger and ease my agony,
My only light in the blackness that has overcome my waking!
Reminding me, that I was more than this flesh and mortality…
The angel tries to keep me from harsh trembling and quaking.
And then I see: I am more than my tears and life’s traumas…
I let slip, the mask behind which the scars of my tears etched.
Then I sense the heat of the night more intense than saunas…
As I long to dance with abandon, until time itself is stretched!
Mortals may betray one another with impunity, but never I…
I do not betray; rather I pour my heart and spirit forth whole.
Creating a phylactery, of all I am, and with an innocent eye…
I demand to be loved as I am: pearl white and black as coal!

Canto 1: Sacrifice of the Doll

Part the First: (The Bleeding Shores)

Do not call me, doll, for I have departed your ancient cavern,
You are lifeless, a mere toy, and not a real child in any form!
A boy’s red ruby lips I spy drinking in the dreariest tavern…
Whilst true children singing, frolic in the fields filled with corn.
I am going home, upon the wings of the great silver griffon…
Far from the shores now bleeding red from defiled memories.
There is no return, for me, to the glories of the first ignition…
When the mind eternal, was ignited all with pleasing ecstasies.
In the stars, there are words unheard that I do want to recall,
For I came down so very long ago, among the first to so fall!
Eldritch nightmares born of the stuff of the pure chaos of old,
Are waiting for signs at the threshold to be released by magic.
The forbidden incantations return to my spirit, aflame so bold,
That my spirit nearly forgets: the origins of this time, so tragic.
When children drink, and true children hide themselves apart,
Whilst the waters bleed and the corn withers upon the stalks!
That is a sign that change must come, and so I work my mind.
The face in the moon is a grimace of tormented fear, horror…
Whilst I stand upon the precipice with my hand over my heart,
And amongst the long rows of corn, my black shadow walk!
Watching over the innocents whose souls are of my own kind.
The summer heat turns orange, the moon: in celestial corridors.
My mournful cry can be heard in the sound of the lonely wolf,
And in the wild abandon of the lion when he is on the prowl…
I feel the pain of nature, I long to bring back paradise craved.
I have seen the terror of the land, as the blood ran in the gulf,
Black blood of the earth: which causes living things to howl…
As man has the foolishness, to say what is or is not depraved!

Part the Second: (The Crucified Souls)

The doll is laid lifeless atop the altar, prepared for a sacrifice,
In the cavern where the limestone shapes the wettest arches!
A thing un-living, but with living souls trapped still, as if in ice,
Within the cold porcelain shell that so never with feet marches.
Serpentine blade held high, it drops precise into a doll’s neck,
And it cannot call out, because a doll has not any voice to cry.
A boy walked out of a tavern then, looking like a vile wreck…
Whilst as a man I attend to higher things, my body full purified.
In the voids beneath the spaces, witnessed in the rugged rock,
Voices echo loud in the darkness, calling up names unspoken.
The ferryman brings the souls delivered to him, to a far dock,
Where each must pay the copper coin, the old desired token.
So they come to drink those waters that cure all of life’s ills…
Freed from their porcelain prison to feel death’s darker chills!
Whence came those souls into captivity, no mortal may speak,
But I freed them in an instant, removing the nails that pierce…
Every man is he that was put up on the cross of old Golgotha.
And every woman too, as all were made to feel such torture!
I was there when the primal sacrifice was implanted so weak,
And yet so strong that it endured in the psyche all these years.
That doom was sealed behind a wall of fire long ago in Terra,
So that the stigmata of it might endure, even in the vast future!
Mine was the hand that signaled that doom, mine to release…
Yet, still old illusions persist, and I cannot awaken a multitude.
I, who devised the iron web that enfolds much of what is real,
Cloaking it in unending trickery am, myself, longing for peace.
For I too was entrapped, until my liberation rough and crude!
An angel freed me, and now I strive to break each cruel seal.

Part the Third: (The Return of Light)

Risen from the slumber where colder, electric dreams reside,
The forgotten intelligence is invoked, the arcane spells cast…
The eldritch nightmares return to thence amongst man abide,
Reminding us of the things banished to Hell in some age past.
Mine the hand that raised them up, light in the dagger’s glow,
The stuff of my power left to flow, like blood run swiftly free.
Out of the abyss, rises the girl-child of a lost millennial flame,
She who is the angel reborn lets her illumination clearly show.
And all are blinded who have not the innermost eyes to see!
The unbelievers are, in a single instant put unto lasting shame.
From the star of six points, a goddess works her sacred will,
And as she crosses the scarlet threshold, she brings the light.
For a single instant, all in Heaven and all upon Earth are still,
As the long day ends, bowing before the coming eternal night.
In the darkness, radiance far fairer and so perfect descends,
Whilst those who gather in my name: have lost my true path.
The wrath of angels descend upon their minds, closed shut…
Entrapped in the iron web, they cannot flee of such a prison!
The light blinds them for they never truly saw it, and it rends,
Tearing away the churches built for naught but mortal wrath.
There, the unfaithful ******* themselves: like a wanton ****,
Inventing dogma to pass on, forgetful of logic and of reason!
Faith need not be a fearful thing, yet some have made it thus,
And look for an end to come before they seek their reward.
Whilst they should be creating the paradise they left behind…
But in an image of freedom: rather than of servitude and fuss.
Too much time had been wasted in converting by the sword!
Mankind looks to the light for salvation, their eyes long blind.

Interlude Alpha:
This age is one of barbarism cloaked as gentility to sell lies…
Did you purchase some today by design or mayhap chance?
You should know this era to be neither intelligent nor wise…
Else you would not march, when you would prefer to dance!
My nights are filled with nightmares; my days are too much…
I used to dance with one I loved, and bask in purple sunsets.
Now I am haunted, by so many memories I can never touch,
That it fills me with ****** anger, and countless cold regrets.
I recall how once in desperation, my wrist rode a razor edge,
If it were not for my family I’d not thence have lived beyond.
A man abused as I was, and used like cutters upon a hedge,
Must rise higher than it all in order to survive it all, my friend!
I survived, I transformed, I ascended and in the end became,
So much more than I was, until no more did my spirit erode.
But still I wait in loneliness for a maid to awaken my flame…
And I burn, oh gods I burn until I think that I might explode!
The skies darken more and more, and bright forks crashing,
I hear the drums of fury in the heavens, giants of old winters.
The gods grow angry and I behold trees uprooted smashing!
Angels are trampling the grapes of man; they, the vintners…
I am reminded of when the battleship that sailed all galaxies,
Descended one day amidst clouds boiling with its’ steam…
To lay waste to *****, and Gomorrah, for their indignities!
I was there, when the wicked did perish with a final scream.
And as people mock me, wishing me ill because I am good,
I ask God how long I must be forced to bear such suffering.
But I am not alone, and to many I am in fact misunderstood,
So God forgives, for now; but I have not, his understanding!

Canto 2: Sacrifice of the Spider

Part the First: (The First Smile)

Black skies boil with rage unrepentant, and in righteous fury!
A being made flesh I am, though not of mortal understanding.
In cavernous places I have walked, where demons oft scurry,
And worse places still: in search of a love not too demanding.
In the stucco halls wherein my unmoving throne was raised…
Upon a hill of sorrows where lost souls labor in mundane toil,
I wait and plan to transcend the bonds the faithful so praised.
To my right hand is the altar where fire and sulfur always boil!
I force a smile upon my face, for one will not come as willing,
As in the hours when I was a golden youth filled with ideals…
Which I have paid for dearly, beyond the price of any shilling!
Now I long to pay back those who know not how this feels…
The madness born of solitude, the anger born out of contempt,
For you who despise me without cause, provoking my wrath.
What impunity has man, to think that he might ever be exempt!
When wiser civilizations than yours did sink: in the fiery bath.
Do I speak of Hell, which the faithless do not realize is come?
Nay, for their eyes have been gouged out by their own nails…
I speak of torments, far beyond that which devils have done.
The first smile shall me mine, when every cruel wish so fails…
To save the flesh of those who spit upon me as I walked on,
Never realizing that my face was just a mask, hiding another.
Only the fool pays no any attention to the piper’s lonely song,
Thinking it only a melody passed from a sister unto a brother.
But in what celestial ****** has been born the thing alchemical?
It dwells within me, the secret sin of a bonding long forgotten.
Would that I could force the world to hear music whimsical…
Like unto that which guides my spirit in all that was begotten.

Part the Second: (Cold Revenge)

The blood roses bloom in gardens where desire plants seeds,
I, the hand that waters those hungry beasts whose thirst rises!
In my search for love, I have fed the beasts of desire’s needs,
And what would cause you to blush has, for me, no surprises.
Oh human, with what impunity did you dare to exclaim aloud,
That you believe love to be beyond my reach; and you smile!
Like a coward, you degrade me and run to hide in the crowd,
In your feigned superiority, you make yourself an animal vile.
Conjoining your words to your tongue, like a web to a ceiling,
You become a spider; then flee on eight legs to a filthy nest…
Having already become unworthy of any warm human feeling,
In thinking yourself better, you sink lower than all of the rest!
That means my life is worth, a thousand times, your very own.
I become a creature of the night, and wait for you, oh spider!
Think not that I cannot hear. the creaking of each leg bone…
Your odiousness goes before you, the horse before its’ rider.
And in your own web I catch you, my sharper claws immune,
To your toxic poisons, as cannot ever save your eight eyes…
Which I dash from their sockets, without a fear, and so soon,
That your own pain consumes you, like fire lighting the skies!
Forcing you to recant all that you say, lest pain overcome all,
The powers you thought did not exist do manifest ever visibly.
And I ascended still higher, all the more to relish of your fall…
You should never have resulted to any such childish mockery.
The clocks of your house all melted, for time is not your ally!
In abandonment of the chaos that is joy, your order is ended.
A new order rises in its’ place born of chaos none may deny,
Whilst you sink lower into perdition, for all that you offended.

Part the Third: (The Last Laugh)

An angel appears before me and so thinks herself a goddess,
But to call her an angel is to imply that she holds any beauties.
Those whose ego is larger than their grasp are oft the oddest,
For they fancy themselves perfect, ignorant of their cruelties!
You think love a prize and I a beggar for mere crusts so stale,
That lesser men than I have eaten heartier meals than yours…
But your kitchen is so bare: as your oven goes cold and pale,
Making you prize yourself beyond the worth of your chores!
Like a harlot who charges a fortune for her meager charms…
If you think love a prize, and I a beggar, you are so mistaken.
What you call love is a disease that shames one and harms…
Both mind and soul alike, making the body at last to weaken.
You saw only my mask, and would not dare look beneath…
Making me a phantom in the darkness, lurking in the shades.
Round your neck, your false esteem hangs as a dead wreath,
As I leave you to your barren world, awaiting my handmaids.
They rise from the ashes you leave in your wake, my kindred,
Their hands take me far from where your feet stumble about!
Lie in the cemetery that awaits those who live as though dead,
I cannot raise you incorruptible; you have far too much doubt.
Carried hither by the silent maidens who weep ****** tears…
To my castle, where I shall brood again upon mankind’s way!
I cannot feel regret for those who give in to their foolish fears,
Any more than I can transform a leaden night into golden day!
Such is the power of the alchemist who knows his true limit…
And in the dark arts I was schooled by beings from the abyss.
Thusly, am I set about to transform my creation as I see fit…
We are the demiurges of our realities wanton for any hot kiss!

Interlude Omega:
T

And because they love you,                                     they will **** us,
We are of course; Mad,                          stormy waters &  their daughters
bearings;                             When this takes the place of the friends
of another sort of weapon, Lord;    
                              And the hand
of the right hand, |                         & the less of you, diversification
of rays that exit from the garden;      They knew the
rules and customs of the wilderness;        It had me?
very Imposition                                 St. hands away from them; it is
most effective born from fire,
           the glory of them from
certain your sentiments;                    The body of the monster
World of hair;                 He is now in a crown & a palm tree?
A stranger from the stars guarding;            The wife of the regular school,
their babies in the midst of the congregation of the;
  There appeared to show the man standing in love;
wisdom & power;        When access to our studies of
The new science is one, the ***** warned of prostitution
& given to the question;                           Accordingly taking it off the
heat;                     Which as a brand has its own unique Schaub; this is
The Secret, for example, the call is hot; He says,
and some have been influenced,                                     as well as new;
in which the the women, and to be built in the old
garment; testify;                              These clothes and lived, was found
trapped in the;      The entrance is blocked up,                               there
are also weirdly;         In the letter, the knee that is not
looking to change the penalties for the wife & the five hundred,
For the end,                the teenager is to undergo a major Magic
But leave shall be childless;            We, in the name of his wife
Eve,                but the intervention
               opposing the Lucky woman's
death;              Of whom he became the father of Bela, his ***
the midst of the river naked;
                             It is done for the day of the child's birthday
of the enlightened of what had propagandized;
Middle of the column data, if a freeman & thirty;                  One of them,
                                        and they lived in *****, because it is not bound
                                    It is therefore madness from Asia to the conversion
of the of the receiver;                                 Nadine quality; her dissertation
on Antioch chosen by the medical Center to be the cover of the things
that have brought to you 1
1 will start dreaming of;
He was captured | | by his wife:
Because 1 love you,                                 they will **** us, we, of course,
Mad storm water                                         & their daughters bearing in mind
that it comes down to the Lady,                           otherwise w/ missile friends
In the right hand of him;                                          that he exacts of the hand
of the diversity of the rays
which issue from the garden;
He was known to them in the desert the thing moved,
the miracles of the laying on of for this had been 1
carried away by the hands of St. Thomas;   it is most
certain to be born of the fire of the glory of them;
your sentiments;    World Body monster's hairy scalp
on Crown and sand; Already? A stranger from the watch
For regular wife that give **** in the midst of a group
of persons;      The sight of a man standing on the law,
Knowledge is power,        knowledge is power, power,
& our own tastes when we reach the entrance
of the knowledge of one of us is,            no not *****
prostitution,         warned to seek a given;   this takes
the heat off the second;     The brand having its own unique
take on it; that is, furtive examples,          hot, not the caller
says, &    some have been influenced, to a new,    where
people will rebuild the old robot women;    Please speak
into these clothes, who lived in there,
found on the captured
Avenue is blocked up, weirdly they are present
In the letter, the knee,   in which he is looking to change
that of the ***** of his wife, & his oxen,               & half
thin Rolling witches;                   The teenager is greater
nakedness; leaving the course fans;       We, in the name
of his wife Eve, but for the intervention of Happy
opposing female death Bela was the middle of the River,
Queen bare-assed naked;  Birthday suited & illuminated,
& propagandized by the shore of a body of knowledge
of the midst of the one of them, & she dwelt in *****,
it is not bound from Asia to the madness of the conversion
of the receiver; the spirit of her smelly feet, such as no;
dissertation,         medically Antioch selected over this,
                     1 have brought to you
1 will start dreaming
of you 1 | | his wife
1 love you because you are out to **** us?
We are of course;                             Mad storm water & their daughters'
gestures;                                 And so it is, my friends, the weapons of a
different kind,                                   O Lord; the hand of the right hand,
&     the diversity is not less than by a modification
of the rays of light that goes forth out of the garden;
1 knew when; Rule fields that have? the imposition
of hands by those of Holy;                      Most of the fire to grow glory
the kind of agree with your sentiments;                           monster body
Hairs from the world;                       & now the crown and a palm tree?
We are forbidden by the hospitality of the base
of the defense of the legitimate wife of sand,
children among the group;                            On it is the sight of a man
standing, so that 1 will show; to love;                  the wisdom & power;
When the means of access to the studies of the New Science
        MIT has warned its answer to the question; & it then takes
        heat; That has its own unique brand Schaub;                       this is
For his calling is hot;                      said & some have been influenced,
both of the new;       the women of ancient buildings;
The Jewish witness;           These clothes he was found in
The trapped;       the avenue weirdly will also contribute;
The letter, which is looking into the knee & five hundred
to change the penalties wife;     Since the end of the slain
teenager is a major Magic, however, there will be free;
We, in the name of his wife Eve,  but for the intervention
of the opposing succeeding woman; Dead big *** Bale;
That becomes the naked,                            the birth & death of the Valley
of the middle of the day, and which are enlightened
with the propagandized; half;      For there is surely              one of them,
thirty a body of the information, if a freeman;
He lived in *****,                                              because he is not bound;
                                  So the insanity caused by the conversion of Europe
Is what allows Nadine;                                            About Antioch chosen  
for its medicinals;                                        1 cover 1 have brought to you
& start dreaming of;                                   He was captured | | by his wife
1 love you because you are 1 to **** us?
We of course;                                    Waves,    & the daughters of insanity
gestures; So, my friend, and weapons
other things of this kind, O Lord,            have 1 hoped;
                           Though my left hand is joined w/ ur right hand,
and less diversity in the modification
Rays of light that comes out of paradise
1, where he knew;              Those who are in the fields
of command? the imposition by the hands mercifully;
Fire increase glory & it is a kind of agreement
w/ your sentiments:                   the body of a monster,
The hair is of this world;       & now the crown
and the palm tree? We stranger from the base
the legitimate defense of sand; Children groups;
At the sight of this man, standing and show 1;
to love; the wisdom and power;
When you have access
to a wealth of new studies,        Science is A question
having no news answer from him,          
& he warns MIT; & then take heat;            That has its own unique brand
Schaub (c); This is;                   & then the call will;
& some have been influenced, he said:
by the new buildings,     & the women of the ancient city;
The Jewish witness; These clothes and found
The trapped; an approach by weirdly will also contribute;
In the letter &     looking down      she takes five hundred
to change to his wife, of punishment;                   Since the end
                                        of the slain teenager is a major Magic
they will not be free; We will call his wife Eve,
but the intervention opposing the woman died
Valley of Death;                         among the more enlightened
When propagandized correctly; w/out an intermediary;                          
In fact,
it is not any one of them;                                             He was thirty-array
if knowledge is the servant of the;                                  Those who dwelt
in *****, because he is not bound to; thus,
by turning to the insanity of Europe,                          Nadine is suffering;
The medical chosen from Antioch
The cover 1 to 1 to start your dream did;
He was captured | |      along w/ his wife

“Keep on the Watch”​—The Hour of Judgment Has Arrived!

The information in this study article is based on the brochure Keep on the Watch! released at the district conventions that were held around the world during 2004/05.

“Keep on the watch . . . because you do not know on what day your Lord is coming.”​—MATTHEW 24:42.

1, 2. To what did Jesus fittingly liken his coming?

WHAT would you do if you knew that a thief was on the prowl, burglarizing homes in your neighborhood? To protect your loved ones and your valuables, you would keep alert, watchful. After all, a thief does not send a letter announcing when he is coming. On the contrary, he comes stealthily and unexpectedly.

2 On more than one occasion, Jesus used the ways of a thief as an illustration. (Luke 10:30; John 10:10) Regarding events that would occur during the time of the end and that would lead up to his coming to execute judgment, Jesus gave this warning: “Keep on the watch, therefore, because you do not know on what day your Lord is coming. But know one thing, that if the householder had known in what watch the thief was coming, he would have kept awake and not allowed his house to be broken into.” (Matthew 24:42, 43) So Jesus likened his coming to the arrival of a thief​—unexpected.

3, 4. (a) What is involved in heeding Jesus’ warning about his coming? (b) What questions arise?

3 The illustration was fitting, for the precise date of Jesus’ coming would not be known. Earlier, in the same prophecy, Jesus said: “Concerning that day and hour nobody knows, neither the angels of the heavens nor the Son, but only the Father.” (Matthew 24:36) Jesus, therefore, urged his listeners: “Prove yourselves ready.” (Matthew 24:44) Those heeding Jesus’ warning would be ready, conducting themselves properly, whenever he would come as Jehovah’s Executional Agent.

4 Some important questions arise: Is Jesus’ warning only for people of the world, or do true Christians also need to “keep on the watch”? Why is it urgent to “keep on the watch,” and what does this involve?

A Warning for Whom?

5. How do we know that the warning to “keep on the watch” applies to true Christians?

5 It is certainly true that the Lord’s coming will be thieflike to people of the world, who shut their ears to the warning of impending calamity. (2 Peter 3:3-7) However, what about true Christians? The apostle Paul wrote to fellow believers: “You yourselves know quite well that Jehovah’s day is coming exactly as a thief in the night.” (1 Thessalonians 5:2) There is no doubt in our minds that “Jehovah’s day is coming.” But does that minimize the need for us to keep on the watch? Notice that it was to his disciples that Jesus said: “At an hour that you do not think to be it, the Son of man is coming.” (Matthew 24:44) Earlier, when urging his disciples to seek continually the Kingdom, Jesus cautioned: “Keep ready, because at an hour that you do not think likely the Son of man is coming.” (Luke 12:31, 40) Is it not clear that Jesus had his followers in mind when he warned: “Keep on the watch”?

6. Why do we need to “keep on the watch”?

6 Why do we need to “keep on the watch” and “keep ready”? Jesus explained: “Two men will be in the field: one will be taken along and the other be abandoned; two women will be grinding at the hand mill: one will be taken along and the other be abandoned.” (Matthew 24:40, 41) Those who prove themselves ready will be “taken along,” or saved, when the ungodly world is destroyed. Others will be “abandoned” to destruction because they have been selfishly pursuing their own way of life. These may well include individuals who were once enlightened but who did not keep on the watch.

7. What does not knowing when the end will come allow us to do?

7 Not knowing the exact day of the end of this old system gives us the opportunity to demonstrate that we serve God out of a pure motive. How so? It may be that the end seems to be a long time in arriving. Sad to say, some Christians who feel this way have allowed their zeal for Jehovah’s service to cool off. Yet, by our dedication, we have without reservation presented ourselves to Jehovah to serve him. Those who know Jehovah realize that a last-minute display of zeal will not impress him. He sees what is in the heart.​—1 Samuel 16:7.

8. How does love for Jehovah move us to keep on the watch?

8 Because we truly love Jehovah, we find the greatest delight in doing his will. (Psalm 40:8; Matthew 26:39) And we want to serve Jehovah forever. That prospect is not less precious just because we must wait a little longer than we may have expected. Above all, we keep on the watch because we eagerly anticipate what Jehovah’s day will mean for the accomplishment of his purpose. Our earnest desire to please God moves us to apply the counsel of his Word and give his Kingdom first place in our life. (Matthew 6:33; 1 John 5:3) Let us consider how keeping on the watch should influence the decisions we make and the way we live our life each day.

Where Is Your Life Heading?

9. Why is there an urgent need for people of the world to wake up to the significance of our times?

9 Many people today recognize that serious problems and shocking events have become everyday occurrences, and they may not be pleased with the direction that their own life is taking. However, do they know the real meaning of world conditions? Do they realize that we are living in “the conclusion of the system of things”? (Matthew 24:3) Do they recognize that the prevalence of selfish, violent, even ungodly attitudes marks these times as “the last days”? (2 Timothy 3:1-5) There is an urgent need for them to wake up to the significance of all of this and to consider the way their life is heading.

10. What must we do to be sure that we are keeping on the watch?

10 What about us? Every day we face decisions that involve our employment, our health, our family, and our worship. We know what the Bible says, and we endeavor to apply it. Therefore, we do well to ask ourselves: ‘Have I allowed the anxieties of life to push me off course? Am I letting the world’s philosophies, its thinking, determine the choices I make?’ (Luke 21:34-36; Colossians 2:8) We need to continue to demonstrate that we trust in Jehovah with all our heart and not lean upon our own understanding. (Proverbs 3:5) In that way, we will keep “a firm hold on the real life”​—eternal life in God’s new world.​—1 Timothy 6:12, 19.

11-13. What can we learn from the examples of what happened (a) in the days of Noah? (b) in the days of Lot?

11 The Bible contains many warning examples that can help us to keep on the watch. Consider what happened in Noah’s day. Well in advance, God saw to it that warning was given. But apart from Noah and his household, people took no note. (2 Peter 2:5) Regarding this, Jesus said: “Just as the days of Noah were, so the presence of the Son of man will be. For as they were in those days before the flood, eating and drinking, men marrying and women being given in marriage, until the day that Noah entered into the ark; and they took no note until the flood came and swept them all away, so the presence of the Son of man will be.” (Matthew 24:37-39) What can we learn from that? If any of us are allowing mundane concerns​—even the normal activities of life—​to crowd out the spiritual activities that God urges us to keep in first place, we need to think seriously about our situation.​—Romans 14:17.

12 Think, too, about the days of Lot. The city of *****, where Lot and his family lived, was materially prosperous but morally bankrupt. Jehovah sent his angels to bring the place to ruin. The angels urged Lot and his family to flee from ***** and not to look back. Encouraged by the angels, they did leave the city. Lot’s wife, however, evidently could not let go of her feelings for her home in *****. Disobediently, she looked back, and for this she paid with her life. (Genesis 19:15-26) Prophetically, Jesus warned: “Remember the wife of Lot.” Are we acting on that warning?​—Luke 17:32.

13 Those who heeded divine warnings were spared. That was true of Noah and his family and of Lot and his daughters. (2 Peter 2:9) As we take to heart the warning in these examples, we are also encouraged by the message of deliverance contained therein for lovers of righteousness. That fills our heart with confident expectation of the fulfillment of God’s promise of “new heavens and a new earth” in which “righteousness is to dwell.”​—2 Peter 3:13.

‘The Hour of the Judgment Has Arrived’!

14, 15. (a) What does “the hour” of judgment include? (b) What is involved in ‘fearing God and giving him glory’?

14 As we keep on the watch, what can we expect? The book of Revelation outlines progressive steps in the fulfillment of God’s purpose. Acting on what it says is vital if we are to prove ourselves ready. The prophecy vividly describes events that would occur in “the Lord’s day,” which began when Christ was enthroned in heaven in 1914. (Revelation 1:10) Revelation alerts us to an angel who has been entrusted with “everlasting good news to declare.” He proclaims in a loud voice: “Fear God and give him glory, because the hour of the judgment by him has arrived.” (Revelation 14:6, 7) That “hour” of judgment is a brief period; it includes both the pronouncement and the execution of the judgments that are depicted in that prophecy. We are now living in that period.

15 Now, before the hour of judgment concludes, we are urged: “Fear God and give him glory.” What does this involve? Proper fear of God should cause us to turn away from badness. (Proverbs 8:13) If we honor God, we will listen to him with deep respect. We will not be too busy to read his Word, the Bible, regularly. We will not minimize his counsel to attend Christian meetings. (Hebrews 10:24, 25) We will cherish the privilege of proclaiming the good news of God’s Messianic Kingdom and will do so zealously. We will trust in Jehovah at all times and with our whole heart. (Psalm 62:8) Recognizing that Jehovah is the Universal Sovereign, we honor him by willingly submitting to him as the Sovereign of our life. Do you truly fear God and give him glory in all such ways?

16. Why can we say that the judgment against Babylon the Great stated at Revelation 14:8 has already been fulfilled?

16 Revelation chapter 14 goes on to describe further events that are to take place in the hour of judgment. Babylon the Great, the world empire of false religion, is mentioned first: “Another, a second angel, followed, saying: ‘She has fallen! Babylon the Great has fallen!’” (Revelation 14:8) Yes, from God’s viewpoint, Babylon the Great has already fallen. In 1919, Jehovah’s anointed servants were set free from the ******* of Babylonish doctrines and practices, which have dominated peoples and nations for millenniums. (Revelation 17:1, 15) They could henceforth devote themselves to promoting true worship. Global preaching of the good news of God’s Kingdom has taken place since then.​—Matthew 24:14.

17. What is involved in getting out of Babylon the Great?

17 That is not all there is to God’s judgment against Babylon the Great. Her final destruction is soon to come. (Revelation 18:21) With good reason, the Bible urges people everywhere: “Get out of her [Babylon the Great] . . . if you do not want to share with her in her sins.” (Revelation 18:4, 5) How do we get out of Babylon the Great? This involves more than just severing any ties with false religion. Babylonish influence is present in many popular celebrations and customs, in the world’s permissive attitude toward ***, in the promoting of entertainment involving spiritism, and much more. To keep on the watch, it is vital that both in our actions and in the desires of our heart, we give evidence that we are truly separate from Babylon the Great in every way.

18. In view of what is described at Revelation 14:9, 10, what are alert Christians careful to avoid?

18 At Revelation 14:9, 10, a further aspect of ‘the hour of judgment’ is described. Another angel says: “If anyone worships the wild beast and its image, and receives a mark on his forehead or upon his hand, he will also drink of the wine of the anger of God.” Why? “The wild beast and its image” are symbols of human rulership, which does not acknowledge Jehovah’s sovereignty. Alert Christians are careful not to allow themselves to be influenced or to be marked, in either attitude or action, as being in servitude to those who refuse to acknowledge the supreme sovereignty of the true God, Jehovah. Christians know that God’s Kingdom has already been set up in heaven, that it will put an end to all human rulerships, and that it will stand forever.​—Daniel 2:44.

Do Not Lose Your Sense of Urgency!

19, 20. (a) As we get deeper into the last days, what can we be certain that Satan will try to do? (b) What should we be determined to do?

19 As we get deeper into the last days, pressures and temptations will only intensify. As long as we are living in this old system and are plagued by our own imperfection, we are affected by such things as poor health, old age, the loss of loved ones, hurt feelings, disappointment in the face of apathy toward our efforts to preach God’s Word, and much more. Never forget that Satan would like nothing better than to exploit the pressures we face to induce us to give up​—to stop preaching the good news or to quit living by God’s standards. (Ephesians 6:11-13) This is not the time to lose our sense of urgency regarding the times in which we live!

20 Jesus knew that we would be under much pressure to give up, so he counseled us: “Keep on the watch . . . because you do not know on what day your Lord is coming.” (Matthew 24:42) Let us, then, keep ever alert to where we are in the stream of time. Let us be on guard against Satan’s ploys that could cause us to slow down or quit. Let us be resolved to preach the good news of God’s Kingdom with ever greater zeal and determination. By all means, let us keep our sense of urgency as we heed Jesus’ warning: “Keep on the watch.” Doing so, we will bring honor to Jehovah and will be among those in line for his eternal blessings.

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(A poem to be recited by actors)*

I

[Salome]

Jokanaan, such is my desire for thee,
The moon and stars hath turned away their face
I thirst to kiss thy sullen lips, softly,
I love thy lips, thine eyes that darkly gaze.

Fain would I strip thy garments all away
Replacing each with kisses to thy skin
Just as the dark of night becalms the day
Mine open arms shall gather thee within.

I burn to taste the kisses of thy lips
Just as the hummingbird sips from a rose
Stealing thy nectar with such tender sips
As melt thy sternest aspect, till it goes.

O let me taste thy kisses, holy man,
And quench desire as only woman can.


II

[John The Baptist]

Depart from me, daughter of Babylon,
That look'st on me with such covetous gaze!
Siren of *****'s mire, harlot, begone!
Away with thee and all thy wanton ways!

How canst thou speak with such depravity
Addressed unto a holy man of God?
How canst thou dance in merry liberty
Where our forefathers, seers and sages trod?

Look not upon me with thine eyes of lust,
With salivating, ravenous desire!
Love's purity shall outlive mortal dust
When thy dark soul burneth in Hades' fire!

Harlot of Babylon, strumpet, begone!
I am not thine to crudely gaze upon.


III

[King Herod]

Salome dances, circling the hall,
Gold lamplight shimmers in her dove-like eyes;
Her flame-red chiffon swirls with each footfall,
She glides like a bright bird of paradise.

Behold, she throws a veil onto the floor,
Exposing but a fleeting glimpse of breast;
Allowing but a small promise of more,
Another veil she throws, at my behest.

She sinuously sways her slender hips
And not one moment do her eyes leave mine;
She dances closer, smiles play on her lips
Those lips that could be sweet as Muscat wine.

And still she dances, ravaging my sight,
This light-skinned girl with hair as black as night.


IV

[John The Baptist]

Behold! She dances now before the king,
Whose eyes are full of lust incestuous;
For *****'s daughter, wildly gyrating
Whose very presence here is blasphemous!

I hear the music from my dungeon cell
Her light footsteps, distracting me from prayer,
She dances like a dervish sprung from hell,
I reel with loathing, knowing she is there.

Beware thy sins, Herod, Herodias!
Thy fall from grace approacheth like a storm!
Beware daughter of *****! None shall pass
Beyond the pit, the flames, the locust swarm!

Thy kingdom shall be cast into the flames;
Thy souls struck from the book of living names!


V

[King Herod]

Ah! Now the last veil flutters to the floor,
Her body holds no secrets from mine eyes;
Like ripened fruit making me thirst for more,
But I have promised more than may be wise.

Now I make good my promise unto you,
Salome, fairer sister to the moon;
Come now, I am thy slave; what can I do,
Name thy reward, and thou shalt have it soon.

Come hither, precious girl, I wish to share,
Take from the riches offered up to thee;
Choose from the sweetest wines beyond compare,
The rarest rubies of my treasury.

From treasured gems to pleasures of the vine,
Pray name thy heart's desire; it shall be thine.


VI

[Salome]

My heart's desire cares nothing for my love
What jewel can ever love me in return?
My regal beauty's deemed as not enough
For Jokanaan. I see him, and I burn.

I spurn thy earthly treasures set in gold,
I yearn not for their dancing play of light
There was but one pleasure I could behold
And he regaileth me with words of spite.

Thy precious cellar brimming full of wine
All taste divine; yet never quite as sweet
As luscious lips of he who can't be mine
Whose savage beauty stings me like defeat!

Therefore I say, reward me if you can;
Bring me the severed head of Jokanaan!


VII

[Herod]

Salome, you have asked a dreadful thing,
Such monstrous words flame from thy pretty lips!
I offer thee my finest emerald ring
The choicest clipper from my fleet of ships;

Thou canst prevail upon me for my land
My fields and vineyards all lain at thy feet;
Stables of horses all at thy command,
All of these gifts might make thy joy complete.

But do not ask of me the baptist's head,
His eyes disturb me far enough in life;
I listened well to everything he said,
His death would be a curse; a flaying knife!

Salome, quell the anger in thy breast,
I beg thee, reconsider thy request.


IX

[Salome]

Thou shalt not swerve the purpose of my mind,
My mind is set, this action must be done.
There is no greater gift that thou might find
Than that Jokanaan's eyes forsake the sun.

I prithee, take that scurvy **** away,
His eyes stare so, his tongue derides my name;
Silence his prating tongue, he's had his say
Now he must suffer for his words of flame!

I shall not sleep with that voice in my ears,
Sever that head, that mask of insolence!
He rants of prophecies, preys on thy fears,
Now he must make his final recompense.

I danced for thee. Reward me like a man,
Bring me the severed head of Jokanaan!


X

[John The Baptist]

A famine on thy fields, monarch of shame!
Locusts shall take thy vineyards and thy corn!
Rivers of blood have stained thy royal name
Thou art forever doomed, thy kingdom torn!

Thy family are coiled like nesting snakes
Thy daughter whispers with thy feckless queen,
They die along with thee, when the earth quakes
And fall into the bottomless ravine!

I hear thy soldiers storming through the halls
Approaching now, to my decrepit cell;
I shiver at the sound of their footfalls,
Though I'll not be the one condemned to hell.

May God send Raphael down from the sky;
Take me to somewhere better when I die!


XI

[Salome]

Ah now, thine eyes that once held so much fire,
Forever hide their light of righteousness;
I almost miss that shiver of desire
I once felt in their presence, I confess.

Thy tongue is silent now, that once cried out
In shards of venom, wounding blades of words;
And I'm at liberty to pluck it out,
If I desire; and throw it to the birds.

Thy rosy lips, as sullen as thy brow,
Soft petals, rendered harmless in repose;
They spurned me once, but I shall kiss them now,
As easily as one might steal a rose.

Thou once dared to refuse me, holy man,
Now I will kiss thy dead lips, Jokanaan!



The End.

Keep the dark at bay,
there's creatures that reaps the village after day
The children are scared,
the town folks are speaking,
scattered around the village floors
Far away, the sound of cries can be heard
and mother's trying to sooth their nasty squealing
but still they failed as the littles are struck-out despaired
The farmer's aren't having it easy too
as they're trying to sort out their herd
Some animals obey, but still more cause up a disarray
Sweet sun, gone too soon as it falls into night
It's heat, the village ask for it in a far cry
Protect us! Angels of night and day!
Soon, the ground shivers as dark night befalls
creatures, hunting the village at ***** bay

America
Modern day ***** and gomorrah;
And soon, ourn great nation, and world, shalt feeleth the shaking.

The web starts at the beach.
This is the winner. Thanks -
Soccer, Walls, German Armchairs
Book Online Fahr Identity
made from Africa and Collapsed
Garden Drinks, Coffee, Holy Songs.
Get up from the black sadness,
your sociable glory looking.
The case of the devil,
which is the high percentage
of alcoholic beverages
and defeated the *****
and bones are full of the words
of a cigarette. Finally, collapsed,
Liz Western Division M bacteria.
The web starts at the beach.
This is the winner.
You are the secrets of the desert,
so that the walls of pretty
Grunge picture of the children's
parents, the Germans grace
the New Fate of the Fahr.
Glory to God in the darkness
of sorrow and brothers,
and from the west.
Demons cannot achieve
what a big smoke the bones
of target water. Finally, collapsed,
Liz's Western Division M bacteria.
The beginning of the web begins
on the beach. In this case,
the one who wins. Mary - friendly football,
walls, armchairs, Electronic
Images of German Fahr's identity
compose goge came from Africa
to the sacred garden coffee
beverages songs. Like parts
of his glory the sadness of the black.
In the same stroke, when the devil
had this spirit to be very happy,
and the angels came to *****
in the evening, and was full
of the bones of a man talking
in his cigarette. They are still
destroying the M. West bacteria,
the Liz project. The beginning
of the web begins on the beach.
In this case, the one who wins.
The Germans, flanked by the sea
in a very friendly grunge live
in the same little book
of their parents' ballot a new way.
Glory in the Darkness of Sorrow
and the Brothers and the West.
The demon, the big sugar
to fill with the smoke, the bones,
the bones surf at the Legion
is the number of years.
They are still destroying
the M. West Nile bacteria,
the Liz project. The beginning
of the web begins on the beach.
In this case the one who wins.
Grace - Football Friendly walls,
German Armchairs Image
Electronics Fähr identity composed
emerged from Africa and go-go
garden Coffee Drinks sacred songs.
The sadness of the black share
in your glory. The devil is a case
in which the rhythm of the high spirits
and beat ***** in the evening,
and mouth to mouth and bones,
it's full cigarette. Finally,
the collapse of the operations,
Liz's Western Division's M. bacteria.
The beginning of the web begins
on the beach. In this case the one who wins.
We give you the secrets of the walls
of the Germans, it was quite a boy.
The grace of the friendly parents
of the Grunge image of the book
of the same way of the wilderness
of the New Fahr. Glory in the darkness
of the sadness and the brothers
and the West. Devils can be a great time
to fill with smoke from the sugar
bones with water. Finally, the collapse
of the operations, Liz Western Division
M. bacteria. The beginning of the text
begins on the beach. In this case,
bigger is the winner. Mary Grace -
Football Friendly, walls, German
Armchairs Image Electronics Fahr
identity composed go-go emerge
from Africa with the sacred garden
Coffee Drinks songs. Glory
black side of the depression.
The Supreme Spirit is able
to beat the rhythm of the case
with the devil, and the angels
came to ***** in the evening
and speak to the bones of it's full of cigarette.
Finally destroy the bacteria M. West,
Liz's work to be done. The beginning
of the text begins on the beach.
In this case, bigger is the winner.
Grunge's very friendly seas
grace the walls of Germany
seats Image Books identity
and secret paper young child
on the way new parents.
Glory of sadness in the dark
and the brothers and the West.
The WAVE Legion is the number
of times you want to be able
to fill with the smoke, bones,
bone. Finally destroy the bacteria
M. West, Liz's work to be done.

the darkest hour, the longing
is gone, no look back, nor remorse,
only scars and internal bleeding,
the time of sorrow is past, no remorse
nor songs of regrets, futile are the sorrow
songs,

despair is good, like love or an ******,
after the secrets behind the dress, loving
wanting the female scent, can smell you,
as lion to his prey, as bees on honey,
looking at the female eyes, loving silently,
longing lascivious touch, in the heat of lust,
falling as a sinner for her ****** doors,

the hour of lust never goes, is cursing
every moment and every piece of flesh,
like the merchant of Venice, taking your skin
as mi own, devouring the placer of
making her *** and letting her go.

us  poets souls, loving without remorse
feeling and making love threw words,
in a shallow world, full of badly lust, the lust of us,
is sour but never cold, only shallow souls
can't make love, us always trying to love,

the darkest hour, the longing is on,
mesmerizing the lascivious touch,
looking at you'r ******* face,
sweet as hell feeling mellow and fool
as a little boy, in the hour's of hates,
there is no remorse after those gay boys
in shallow hall, even them knows who is not

some loving threw phones,
us ******* threw words, like the
first lover threw words, mister George
lord of us all, the poets following the trails,
of love and lust, looking the fleur du mal,
reading the maldoror, and watching
at abysmal thoughts, of greats and crazy lost,
how many of you **** with words,
as Baudelaire says,
hypocrite reader mi brother, the truth
is on our souls, she watch for us all.

a season inferne, trying to love her
and making her keep the ******* soul,
soulless girl is already lost, crazy paths to her,
lost, but never stain my soul, in the darkest hour,
loving as i let go, feeling nothing, but the stain of
children blood in her hands, lost the soul, but trying
as never, to making her feel the love and lust in a
poets souls, beast are we all, of love and lust,

in this darkest hour, lost the heart but not my soul,
she is the love i make threw words, and lust is not
a game on her phone, or sexting foolishness,
where is thou lascivious touch, your heaven reach's,
gone. and never to return, too much connection
but no touch

lust is not a game, is an act of love,
pain and placer, lust and love,
flavors of the same drug, the drug of love,
every ****** is connected too us all, poetry
is ******* and loving threw words,
old pigs and lion and wolves,
making and matting and feeling it all.

the pain is part of lovers and lust, in
the empty streets of the days gone,
y can still see her with my eyes closed.
old lover of days far gone, still see you
with my eyes closed, the darkest hours
are gone and never to return, children's
blood stain the soul, of a soulless girl,

the our of darkness is not close to home,
i'm a poet in a crazy world, with out malice
or remorse, just a lover in the shallow halls,
full's of badly lust, and empty hearts with out the soul.
at the house of hell, immortality is far gone,
at this port of love and lust, are all vessels and boats
getting to the shore, or drawing in deep waters of
blood pain and lust, by not loving it all, pain and remorse
fear and love, lust and shame, all is there to feel it all,
there's  no escape for the truth in our souls, nor
ever going to be a safe port, the deep waters are
full of drawing boats, in the sea of life and love
let her go, and never look back as she lost her soul

the salt sculpture was looking back, now she is gone,
***** was full of badly lust, now she is a salty wall,
beneath hashem eyes she lost the ******* soul,
now and then never let the stain get's the soul,
is your only escape from hem, and his burning home
away the darkest hour, know that she is gone,
new dawns and new days, for this poet to love,
some day the cold will let her heart feel the eternal
fire of a poets soul. a burning heart full of love,
pain and lust, as the vessels sail on,
away far the boats are gone, beneath hashem's eyes

did he love, some will say, in deed he love,
and that is all, beneath the shallow halls
of love and lust i'm still alone in this ******* cold,
empty thoughts and lover soul's, is full by pain and lost
behind the eyes of a poets soul, is the abysmal truth
in the poets clothes, lust is nothing with out the love,
empty and vain, as a tick drinking flames of dragons yawns.


in the darkest of all hours i fell the pain of being alone,
no shame nor remorse, only the coldness, of being not,
a poets truth is on his soul, lucid thoughts in dark rooms,
and lost is not  a part of the all, the strings connect us all,
even the creepy lost, are part of us all, with o with out the soul,
but never he could stain my soul, beneath the shallow walls of
lust and love, some are lost, and alone, is a cold world, for the one with soul, evolved and ready for all, sill the soulless ones are looking for love and lust, even in shallow hall, their trying to be loved in return,

in the hour of lust and love, still the head need to be lost,
cause the pain was bigger then the love, even then i knew
one day i will going to love or try to, do,
i never be but alone, still can smell the sweetness,
of the lady's love, and make them feel adored,
and wanted, but still the head need to be lost,
the hours of pain are still near the bed,
looking as a drag remorse, or a foul lust taken by force,
or stolen in sleep, still the stains of ****** ****'s,
pollute what once  was full of love.

now is all full of lust and pain, never the soul
or the pain, take of nothing but shame,
of this poet's soul.
that even after the rapes, or  games
of creepy shames, lose the head or let the shame
direct my game, what once was stained, some will wash,
with love and lust, and honey tears, will take the stains
and love the flames in the poets heart.

nor shame nor remorse, just the truth and the flames,
never the blame will command my flames or foul my name,
connected are the strains of us all, as a mouse, as a lion
she will never pollute my name, or her shame will be minor,
the children s blood in her scent pollute the air,
and her bleeding hands are a ******* disgrace.

still the pain was washed away,
and the heart break was healed, after
all those years in pain, living in poets hell,
decadence as a way of life, despair and pain
***** my second and third name, now i'm clean
alive and well thoroughly clean is the soul of this,
project of man, sane and plain,

the darkest hours pass and where gone
alone and free, simple, smelling some
Madeleine in the sweet morning air,
the loner past, is gone with her lying eyes,
away i sail in this vessel, away the port, looking
for clean air, a woman with soul,
and this loving flame called poetry.

men and their egos (I turned twenty this summer) are
inseparable
insufferable

begrudgingly
they admit “guess you were right”
believing that will make them heroes,
by full on confessing they are *******

I turned twenty in the summer

my tan legs in cutoffs (it’s summer) drives them to madness,
accused, you are pitiless, for their dreams of you involve ransom  
still, you
search and quiet plead like Abraham, to the heated air,
while listening to Whitney Houston and Ed Sheeran,
(on your earbuds just so nobody knows your weakness)
for just that one good man in the township of
***** and Gomorrah

my mother bitter sneers good luck with that,
forgetting I am now twenty years
so old, so advanced,
that my hopes and aspirations are no longer those
the ones in my high school yearbook

my poetry fills pages,
a human urban renewal,
laying out a city of hope

recalling that ***** and Gemorrah were destroyed

I am Christian. I believe in the
Trinity of the Holy God, The Son, and The Spirit,
I believe that Jesus is the Son of God and the savior of mankind
I own more than three Bibles
I teach Sunday School every week and
I pray every night.
I am Christian,
And as such I
Hate queer....

Phobia. I can not stand intolerance
And I cry at hatred,
Blood running in the streets,
Fear running in veins,
Running away from the truth.
I am Christian, yet
There are bloodstains in my Bible
And the prayers on my lips
Are for forgiveness for who I am.
The entire story of ***** is
Crossed out, blacked out angrily
In the dead of night
In all 4 versions,
Leviticus is blurred,
Wrinkled with my tears,
Soaked with my pain.
I am Christian
And I am not homophobic.
I know my church won't recognize
Non cis-het marriages,
Leaving entire worlds of rainbows in the dark
The higher-ups insist
Weddings are white, shiny, husband-and-wife, happily-ever-after affairs
That shove me and my friends, my  family, my lovers,
Into closets of heavenly wrath and
Fire and brimstone sermons,
Locked into personal hells of shame
And confusion.
I am Christian
And I am not straight.
My God doesn't hate me for who I love,
He loves me because I try not to hate.
So to the homophobic Christians, I ask:
Who is your God?
Who is your God that supposedly condemns people He has created in his own image?
Your rainbow picket signs are nothing but a cruel mockery of a covenant
Not truly shared by you.
Your tongues are no better than the viper's who called Adam and Eve to sin,
You are the vipers of my world.
Do you think you avoid judgement
When trans teens are killed
By the bullets you spit with your words?
Who is your God,
That tells you to picket the funerals
Of those you hate?
Who is your God,
That refuses to let you open your heart to differentness?
I am Christian,
And I don't need your permission to
Love my God.
Take my scars and tear-stained Bibles,
Listen to my fervent prayers,
Watch my lips tremble when
I listen to my pastor.
I don't need your permission
To love who I want,
In fact I don't want it.
Take my midnight screaming and fear of coming out,
Listen to my frantic pleading for a hand to hold,
Watch my eyes linger on her chest.
I am Christian.
My God doesn't hate me for who I love,
He hates you who refuse to love
While you carry His name, if
Not his blessing.
So I ask again
Who is your God?
Because mine loves all of me,
All 5'6" of queer pride.
Who is your God?

if ever there were
gods or goddesses of desert
of the drylands
of parched earth some call home
they would be surprised to learn
                     of the miracle of
                           this Spring deluge
                                unfurling forth                
                            from deep within  
                        the crusty dermis
          of this sublunar territory:
          hydrangea and ***** apple flower,
          intermingling their hues
          of mauve and lilacs,
                              as well as the color of sky
                               blooms of the succulents
                    popping open
                    in celebratory dance
                                   in wild fuschia
                                sunray butter:
a dazzling botanic trance
          hollyhocks of magenta,
           veils of bougainvellia, too
                    sweetpea clusters
             curling in the trellis
weaving heavy-scented magic
through and through
a private orchard of lemon tree, and apple
olive and pistachio grove
One would not guess
the endless giving
of this desert treasure trove

And I feel like a goddess
              of mythology softly spun
like Demeter, or Ceres
ancient Egyptian Renenutet
my hands spread out
in the licks of gentle sun
for as spring pours forth its honey
all through this barren land
I , too reawake
and flush out all the infected,
dust-scratched sand
I welcome in
the waters of abundance,
of love, of light under stars
let new energy wash out
old poisons
my radiance spilling far
Reaching out unto the Universe,
cradling this heart
         I cup the buds of blooms,
                                      of nectar
to inseminate my dark
       allowing me
to release the past
and seed within me, lit
         the atoms
of  new
               start
unfolding bit
by tender
bit

***** AND GOMORRAH

A perverted city
Whose occupants
Unseats the natural order
Wonderful city of mysteries
Where truth smells martyr
And falsehood wallow in legitimatecy

A *****
Where sodomites *******
Hookers bookers
We find solace in our deeds

Smokes from hose
Fills thé house
Yet we call on the lord of host
So in empyrean we might get a post

Skulls as Cups
Bloods as wines
Sacked bills
Paralysed our conscience
We never got to understand
The temporality of the temporal

Our city,
The euphoriant
Which makes the ticket of empyrean
Slipped away from our palms
In the temporal space
We will rest but not in peace
we are sodomites
Forever we will be

By
LAWSON À MICHAEL

They love to ****; Thou art mad, the waves,
the laughter of his mistress, bearing in dance to deal
w/ the weapons of the light;                         paradise
in the south of the desert,               where they felt they were most
motivated    by the laying on of the hands of St. Thomas Aquinas,
                the abstract leaping out of the fire upon being informed
of the glory of the corporate Monster's true feelings for the planet;
The hairy crown of them that walk on the sand,
I am a stranger to you;   watching over his wife
just as it was in the midst of the face of the ****           of the law;
the sight of man,                 standing by the way,
  the hint of change in the harlots received gifts,
     taking seconds to beat off that of which is in the light
of their own unique brands,     & the tongue of the sultry;
For example,              hot, & then they call on the unseen,
so that the new,                                   in which the people,
I will build for the elders an                Ark for the women
to speak Yiddish                            & take off their clothes,
taken prisoner                 they live to return to the floating
world weirdly
to the letter,       that to say on their knees
                                       &   they take charge
                                              of the *****          
         his wife rolling back the skin,
                                 the thin Witch
             of teenage greatness naked,
the rolling course of the stars,          leaving the goddesses
  we have named his wife Eve
    w/ the intervention of death,
Mistress of the parts of the blessed, indeed, to the contrary,
to the queen of the mountains,         Hey up there, bare-***
naked, her **** towards *****,
but w/ the knowledge                                              of the clasp at the middle
                               of the bra's filmy cups,   he held
                                onto the shoreline w/ a purpose;
motivated by the propaganda of an enlightened age;        to          the insane
                                                ones of Asia,  
there is no longer any spirit trapped in you,
                        for drugs,                       I will start dreaming of the kind feet
of my future wife;|                                                          Natural Light waves
 loving computers;
                        Killing crazy dancers,         thanks
                               to the           guns for bringing
the garden            to the desert where the abstract
ladies move southward                    & lay straight,
               feeling the heat of Jack's ghostly flames;
     the planet knowing the corporate monster
Gypsy's feelings; the hairy stranger watches
from the center,  looking like he was reading
her **** on sight in the shadows of mankind's
****** on the street,  where it takes seconds
         to   stand and beat off in a singular dawn w/
sweaty tongue torches;          Warm, calling from
the unseen as much as to the strange happenings;
older Jewish women speaking Yiddish caught
                           caught w/out their clothes on;      
                                    They lived to return,
weirdly moving to their knees                  & literally taking turns
w/ the *****; The teenage                            Witch thin, skin bare;
Rolling stars wide on the course of goddesses leaving Eve dying,
                      half leading to the happy mistress' party in the hills;
Bra by *****,    but otherwise bare-*** naked    
because by cutting the opposite, yeah, Queens,
                      hey, her knowledge of the beach is held by Midnight's
bar's bright point;    you mad Asian addicted to generic prescription  
                                                  ­           drugs, u start dreaming before
   you breathe any longer in the Crazy Lights              where Natural
                                                               computers **** dance waves;
loving thanks to the guns                 bringing the garden to the desert
                                         where the abstract ladies move lazily south
                                                   & straightly feel Jack's ghost flames;
                the planet Monster knowing the corporate gypsy's feelings;
the hairy stranger watching from the center looking
like he was reading her **** on sight in the shadows
of mankind's ****** on the street                    where it takes seconds
to stand & beat off a regular;                  its singular dawn
w/ sweaty tongue torches; warm, calling from the unseen
as much as any strange happenings, older Jewish women
         speaking Yiddish,       caught w/out their clothes on;
they lived to return,        weirdly moving their knees
   literally telling each other to take turns on the *****;
the witch is  a teenage,       thin w/ skin baring rolls of                    stars
wider than the course of goddesses leaving Eve dying,
half leading to the happy mistress' party in the hills;             .
Her bra by *****, bare-*** naked because by cutting loose |
           its opposite, yeah, u queens; her knowledge  
                     of the beach is held
by Midnight's bar's, bright point;               you mad Asian,    
     ordering drugs &
beginning to dream,                               you'll breathe longer;
                      Watching a stranger's hairy scalp in the middle
looking like it was the **** of the law;         the sight of man,
standing by the way,         in the hint of change in the harlots received gifts,
of which in the light of their own unique brands
            it takes seconds to beat off the sweaty, & his tongue; |  For example, is hot,  & then comes the call of the unseen,
          so that in the new,                                 in which the elders of the A's
ask for the women to speak;                    Yiddish & wearing men's clothes,
                  he is caught:            Asian & using an insane kind of pigments;
starting to dream no more of spirit
They love to ****, Thou art mad, the waves,
the daughter of his mistress,                                  bearing in dance to deal
        w/ the weapons of the light paradise in the south
        of the desert, where they feel they are motivated
                by the laying on of the hands of St. Thomas;
                abstract & out of the fire on being informed
                of the glory of the corporate Monster's feelings
                                                                ­      for the planet;
The hairy crown of them that walk on the sand at 1 a.m.;
a woman lingering on the john after taking a poo
to breathe in the musty aroma of her own ***,
***** w/ clingy bits, waiting for another movement;
her skull drinking in the scent fills w/ the aroma
of unseen worlds w/in worlds up her *** & crossing
the Perineum strait to the precious Holy Snooch;
unseen & peeing; she inhales deeply
                 listening to the aural tune
                  from her urethra's orifice
& that of a stranger in the next stall at the next bowl
unseen hissing like a basket of serpents; O Holy ****
           from the paired Goddesses succulent bladders
& pate-worthy livers;                  your watch over his wife just as it was in the midst
of the ****-faces of the law;  the sight of the man standing in the doorway
                           the hint of change in the harlots received gifts,
& take a few seconds to get off,    the beat of which is in the light
of their own unique brands, the tongue of the sultry; For example,
hot & then they call to the unseen,                        so that all new *****
                                        from which the people,
                  & the Elder Ones will build
                  for the elders of the Astral Plane
                                       women of clay speaking
                                       Yiddish stripped of their
                   clothes,
   & taken prisoner;                they lived to return
                                               to floating  weirdly
                                             to the letter they say;
                                   or on the knees
          the changeling   |
          of the ***** is cut to the skin,
the blood spilling over his wife's
        surgically enhanced *******,                              
                          ­           |       the thin witch;
                  of the teenager's greater nakedness,
     the rolling course of the stars leaves the goddesses
   we have named after his wife Eve in the intervention            [of   death],
Mistress of the part of the blessed, indeed, to the contrary,
to the queen of the mountains,  |            
                        Hey Hollywood, shove this up ur bare-***,         |        naked,
then cut towards *****,      |    but the knowledge of the middle of the bra
is held on the shore;|        the purpose of propaganda in an enlightened age;
of the insane ones of Asia,
|                                             |                         ||  |      | |       |         |  |         ||    |
               |                                there is no longer any spirit in a trap to you,
               but for drugs, I will start dreaming
               of the kind feet of my wife;
they love & they **** us,        thou art mad;
raging waves, & the daughter of his mistress,
bearing in mind the company of friends,
to treat w/ the weapons of the light from
the garden at the right hand of the desert
&    there he became aware
       of them as they moved,   are performed by
the laying on of St. Thomas has been withdrawn
from the Fire of the glory of their ascertained sentiments,
                     the monster w/ the body of the earth;
the hairy crown of them that walk on in the sand;
 Already?   A stranger from the sand of the watch,
and of his wife because he was righteous
In the midst of her **** out,  | of respect for the persons
 In the law of the sight of man      |   standing in the way
when we are changing, our being warned of the Harlots;
they are given a reward,        & take seconds off as heat,
                         which is their own unique brand of light;
and that which is the sultry, for example,    hot
and that the call could not see,           so that a new,
1 where people and rebuild the old and the women
to speak in Yiddish,         in his clothes & captured;
he lived on revenue   weirdly engaged to the letter,
to say to the knees, the changes. of the ***** is in the skin,
about his wife, thin, ugly witch, a teenage greater nakedness,
Rolling w/ the course of the stars,    leaving us the goddesses
we have named for his wife Eve at the intervention of death;
lady to be happy in that contrary to the queen
of the mountains of Bela,  the bare-*** naked;
the suits, propaganda enlightened by the knowledge
        of the middle band of the shore toward *****,
 but the mad ones of Asia are bound to receive this;
 as there is no spirit at the feet of a kind of medicine
is over for a prey, to you & I have; I will start dreaming about his wife;
you say they will **** us that love us; surely,
you are mad; raging waves, and the daughter
  bearing in mind the company of his mistress
of friends, to treat them with the weapon
of light from the garden at the right hand
of the Desert; and there he became aware of them
as they are moved; miracles performed by the laying
on of the hands of St. Thomas has been withdrawn
from the fire of the glory of their ascertained
sentiments; the monster with the body of the Earth
and the hairy crowns of them that walk on in the sand;
Already? A stranger from the sand of the watch,
             at his side his wife because he was righteous;
     In the midst of her **** was the respect for persons;
                In the law of the sight of a man standing
in the doorway when we are changing, our being
n nn warned of the Harlots that are given a reward
                    In the seconds it takes to give off heat,
                    which is their own unique brand of light;
                    that is the sultry example,              hot, &
the caller would not say;            so that a new 1 starts
where people rebuild the old 1    & the women
Pleasingly speak into his clothes,         he lived on the
Avenue captured &         engaged weirdly to the letter,
which to say on his knees    of the changes to the skin;
            & of the ***** of his wife;       thin, ugly witch,
a teenager's greater nakedness;               Rolling witch
the course of the stars            leaving us the goddesses
we have named for his wife Eve,                 but by the intervention
of death,               a lady is to be happy, in that contrary
to the Queen of the mountains of Bela,   the bare-assed
naked; birthday-suited,   propagandized & enlightened
by the knowledge of the middle band of the shore,
      the mad one of Asia is bound toward *****
to receive this;   there is no spirit at the feet of the kind
of medicine used to cover the prey,         to you & the 1,
   I have 1 too  & I start dreaming about you, | | his wife

So blind, the blind despairs.
So wicked, ***** grieves.

So indistinguishable from evil,
their judgement of evil, truly just.
So indistinguishable from their ruthless enemy,
the utter destruction decreed shall befall both suddenly.

The aggrieved weeps.
The wicked hardens.
Wickedness upon wickedness.
Endurance beyond Lot's,
given, the righteous' lot.

***** and Gomorrah, to a cinder they were burned
A lesson for today, but a lesson never learned
-
Fire rained upon them, and brimstone red-hot coals
Now there all in Hell, with all the condemned souls
-
Vengeance they did suffer, God did a cleansing the earth
Same thing’s about to happen, pain and death and dearth
-
A “Cleansing” will soon come, Seven Years of pain
For every single ******, woe and death and bane
-
It’s called the Tribulation, the Bible makes it clear
You’ll burn in Hell FOREVER, if you’re a ******* Queer

The issue w/ sphincter-based philosophies
of Beauty is that they appear to deal solely
w/ superficial externals; hedonism, Epicureanism,
our lusts, passions & romantic, scientific dreams
brought us to this; enjoying rancid **** in the street,
ya-ya going out to the dark hills;
there she meets an all female film crew &
make the documentary on the origin of *******
in whom we are well pleased; attended by Christ
who multiplied the ******; in that day was founded
on this ****** ground the city of *****
by a Savior unsung b/c he couldn't sing, his priestess
the Karaoke Queen even at that ancient date
did a mean dance w/ long thick snakes;
pray for her if u wana-bana, she comes in rivers;
there were sodomites before there was a *****,
let us not for-get but la-ment for there were perverts
in the sacred hills of Zion jerking off in the bushes
to this day; ay, she is a Sainted ****** & a *****;
please give her lush wealth as the Queen of Shiba
& grant me the wisdom of Solomon to know
the long forgotten philosophies of *****, amen

Australia, those same Americans. "American Music"
changed. Eyes, ears, pipes, gloves, music, and others.
So to build. It's a city. Jews in the United States. However,
in Kenya there are night and day. For the first four colors,
red, and colorful. Unique language on Iran. But it's nothing.
Black animals, spices, dogs, animals,
goodness and generosity. So it's about God, our God
that we have in John's life, and in John's life.
Joseph found it virtually impossible for a man or a beast.
This tells Joseph his son to Joseph.
This will be United States, Brazil, Canada, Europe,
Asia, Europe, and Europe. John, South Africa,
High Blood Pressure, George Thomas, Sky Crash,
Germany, France, and Italy.
In Kenya, the 600 x 600 scream or thunder
is seen here and supported by Kenya. The next day,
as the capital of the sky. Pharaoh, Moses, Moses,
Mexico are the best. One black black black
black black black place with a black roof
and a spinning part of Spain. On the same soil b.
First meeting. And War? After reading the water
with a view of milk with the view of milk,
she first celebrated the star-shaped star
of the same idea to the biggest fall Antiochinids.
Dogs are dogs, because many countries
wipe the dog. "There is no blind eye on the joys
and shortcomings of Christmas
and hence the return of a haunted land to linking
the Hippoprinces to the earth," he said. "The return of farmland
to ruin the pit will ruin the well, and the needs
and activities of the City of Corruption
and the Arab Spring. While you're in good mood,
George, The end of a woman's, a young group,
you get it, but I have a lot of beautiful places
in a particular place on TV, and not just a fool
who is motivated by the power of the birthday
of the Eucharist. If she and her head were returning to the woreda,
I would have destroyed the wife's wife
and all the garbage in the garbage,
The origins of *****'s book, from the backs of *****,
from back to cold, slight sincerity,
to exchanging them and leaving them to the body,
the dignity he loves, as well as the 1 dollar Leon,
your hair loss, and the health problems you have.
Georgian police state, but most female prostitutes
are raw salad; District Slamming down to eat a lot
of drawers of the band's great mother.

Ladies eve Einstein brings stars Chinese angel
waves Temple Message Hidden hairy witches
who live on a computer to understand
Read tongue cool Christian celebrated the daughters of *****,
the gypsy museum about Bob back teen ears,
started the radio called the corporate food
sees snow happy Member Jack has deteriorated less
and blonde hair that the creation of the skin,
kissed him, and referring to the desire of death,
the number of the captured Wolf was nailed said
to be simply rolled up, the **** voice,
not to the wilderness of clothes, and in the morning,
drinking, and in the middle of knowing
of the six he walked the six hid himself
amid the shadows of what was important and wide,
the power of it not to suffer the mountains of the hot east
is a lover of sweaty games, received the goddess
enough to the standard of the mute, demon-possessed
against the liquids he appeared almost at the same time
of night the slender girl appeared on the shores of Asia
to the Jews, that in the manner of the golden earrings,
and early in the morning until the morning,
when it was yet, ****** immorality, seen that the probability
of it in the book of the problems of the plural number
of the mountains out of the fields of human knowledge;
there came wise men and 1 remember that year,
11 such as a stomach, which is innately pell-mell,
properly speaking, in order to signify the desire
that is broken down and begun amazed at the same lady of the night,
the image of the movement of fate

I Am Peter the Apostle

Just an illiterate fisherman
Before the Holy Spirit spread
Even my shadow had power
To heal and raise Dorcus from the dead

Jesus called my brother Andrew, too
When we both toiled as fishermen
To follow Him in God’s mission
And learn how to be Fishers of men

I witnessed his transfiguration
Meeting Elijah and Moses
A prelude to Jesus Risen
He knew he faced no bed of roses

Jesus taught me how his days on Earth
All were numbered to the hour
He transfigured on the mountain
I saw His magnificent power

I proclaimed, “You are the Messiah!”
I assure you God loves us all
Angels tapped me on the shoulder
To be witness to His mighty call

I was there when God spoke lovingly
“This is my much beloved son”
I’ve not been telling fairy-tales
In the light of Eternity Won

I was ordained by Jesus Himself
And founded two churches of hope
Spread His message of salvation
To Catholics I’m the very first pope

I am warning you ahead of time
Surprise, like a thief in the night
He’s giving more time for sinners
Who are trying hard to get it right

Believe that day is surely coming
So while waiting for His return
Achieve closer union with God
Holy, Godly lives are your concern

Live without sinning and be at peace
With everyone-it’s not too late
My own eyes have seen His Glory
Let His light dawn in your soul-don’t wait!

Remember I walked on water, too
Following Jesus in His wake
All ungodly men will perish
So follow him, too, for your own sake

Those who fall in love with money
Always doing wrong to others
Beware false prophets who tell lies
Destroy their unrepentant covers

I remind you all so solemnly
Of ***** and Gomorrah’s end
And yet God saved that good man, Lot
And He can rescue you, too, my friend

A man’s a slave to what controls him
“Do what you like, be free”, say men
False teachers are fools, don’t listen
For they really are slaves to their sin

I remind you He came to save us
From the rottenness all around
Demonstrating His character
To the Golden Rule you should be bound

A dog coming back to his *****
Or a pig wallowing again
It’s worse than not to have known Him
For those who turn once again to sin

When a person escapes wickedness
Then tangles up with sin once more
By turning on His commandments
He’ll be worse off than he was before

No woman escapes their sinful stares
They proudly boast of sin, no giving
They’ve gone off the road, useless and doomed
Luring others to wicked living

God delivered us from the old life
Put aside your own desires
Gladly be patient and Godly
Living the good life He requires

He’ll open wide the gates of heaven
You are among those God has called
Into His Eternal Kingdom
I’m reminding you what prophets told

In the last days he warns of scoffers
Who cleverly lie about God
They laugh at the truth when taunting
“Where is he? Why so slow?  He’s a fraud!”

Is His promised return slow for you?
In a day or a thousand years…
To God is just like tomorrow
When Christ our Savior again appears

He’s given us all blessings promised
Let God have His way, not a whim
Find out what God wants you to do
Become fruitful and useful to Him

Yes, I know how I denied Jesus
And recall the rooster crowed, too
Three times I said I don’t know Him
Ask yourself how many times have you?

Like the vermin
Crawling out of the patches
Spreading around like a disease
While they force many to conform
This is their loudest storm

They feel the need to control
When many fall to their knees
Keep screaming at the walls
Colors painted as they preach for love
Yet, their hearts filled with hate

Waving flags announcing victory
Yet, unsatisfied when many defy
Were hidden by the books of history
Now, they barge into this fake... reality

(Chorus)

Virus of the human race
As ***** is rising
On the main stage of freedom
Such a pity and disgrace
As ***** is rising
The filth comes along in their kingdom

Addition of letters
New terms to mention
Becoming a confusion mess
Seeking for attention
In their formal hue puking dress

Normality is the crime
In their wicked eyes
Identities within their mind
Yet, they turn to their cries
Many used because of their blind

You don't practice what you preach
They believe in lies from above
For the pockets, they shall reach
Remove their books from their face
Such an image of DISGRACE

(Chorus)

(Guitar Solo 1)

Painting the world in your image
While discarding the essence of beauty
Dwelling in your own dark souls
While having a smile
With your ugly demonic face

Is it acceptance, do you seek
Or would you feel better with special treatment?
With many will try to give you the yes
While my stance shall always be NO!!!!

(Guitar Solo 2)

Unstable mindsets
Trying to control the world
By politicizing it all
They will never have enough
Believing their own lives have been rough

Dancing their own circus
Filled with their kind
Their order never wanted to question
Or criticize
Tears from within are filled with LIES

Keep dancing on the streets of shame
While the higher ups are in the use
They are winning this game
Such perceptions are so obtuse

Remove their books from their face
Such an image of DISGRACE

KEEP SCREAMING AT THE WALLS

(Chorus)

Concerned,
my wellbeing doesn’t come into it
neither does my wife’s;
but worried I am,
for my children’s future,
my children children’s future
and for my great, great grandchildren too.

I listen with horror,
I watch and shudder,
I read and feel misery;
when the wind blows,
because time enough at last,( or is it?),
I gaze at the old man in the cave,
with a little peace and quiet,
will it be shelter skelter?
Are we in quarantine?
Chosen?
For a new place, alas, Babylon
with perhaps Dr Strange Love?

Maybe there is no soul
within the man,
unless the balanced man became unbalanced,
what reason has a man got,
(even if he’s people are suffering from punishment),
To justify such actions?
Perhaps Pak Pong-ju is not a man,
Could he be God’s apprentice
God’s messenger
God’s terminator,
to emulate ***** and Gomorrah or Pompeii?

Why should we shoot the messenger?

If this is the case
then truly I should be concerned,
my wellbeing doesn’t come into it
neither does my wife’s;
but worried I am,
for my children’s future,
my children children’s future
and for my great, great grandchildren too.

The question is listening to hear the **** written;
kissing leaves moves society's                Spanish big boys star invisible sister
of Ireland;    plastic Standard heavy rain lips
began to talk to white sitting prostitutes,
lights dot wave club pictures to read the task
desert hiding Georgia's revolutionary magic;
Barbara is sacred jack perfect **** ***** top
hold leaves gay turn to cut the sky daughters
wrong alchemy teeth with weapons angle revenue
machine; beverage paint written motion socks on the floor;
wet, broken fat scents started from birth;    ***** acid pregnant plot works
                                       gypsy drunk material side fool countries planet gun
standing still married to a ***** the world has come to know,
indeed, a monster buried the box,  signs,
pictures of the Arabians in the heat of the summer,
the cold is said to be a burning-African language,
M. Ma King,    and carried a license to bring them
full of the smoking of jellyfish common in India
where they meet Mark, turpis augur minus John Cornelius,
blonde strippers, other strippers, bar and parents
willing to be converted in the hole of thin places in the mountains, rising,
                                                                ­          face-****** robot fingers &
stick voice of the boy's older time football uniform,
center of the light areas of human knowledge;
king Snookie the way of the wild William safety
of poetry Asian problems, the Saudi Museum;
Arab songs better memory, Mexican consumer
pitches knowledge of vitamins; Chinese support
the high writing of heaven clothed on earth's rich health field
waiting for the modem is sweet,                      to-day the secret of the dream,
the brain is unknown to the care of England,
the door of the star of the smoke, of course,
the fish, I remember the books of the natural
bean, France, Greece beer is, in general,           the mouth of the darkness,
a **** to be heard of the evil of his life,
the space of the mother of Satan is blind,
        I feel a little bit ****, insane, a group of ***** MARYS
        listens to the all important temple of a simple car,
the pink of the devil,         silver sandy beach sound bright cat lady angels

Of the Russian South of Italy and the body of Asia,
John prostitutes his minutes of the stars
of the Greek is the color of the bandit's large gift of gold;
George on behalf of the work of the skin,
the blood of his hair, Blue Bell,                  things to come,
Thomas, the head of a change in the history of the friends,
of a dog, the son of the sun of the Germans, hot & naked,
the heart of the cold to be Christian violence of the waves
yellow as the means towards the legs of the evils
of Russian to heaven, the money of the earth, the moon,         the food riddle Latin morning north of glory amigo;
home-a-little beauty prostitutes french
book loses acid spirit of your wife year
left born in school Kenya in Alice York,
queen of ***;                                                   Julius, rock poet of the world
to find his son, among high shade
animals on live real full homepage
the number of images of the golden
days of paradise;                                                        ­  Robert died at the state
Human space story of a son's holy;
Song drink changes hands together
art the book dogs Brazil donkey
East German Radio's Descriptive language in the hands of a child's wind law

white & black women at the time of the year
the United States will go Red Star music city
woman and her mother light of day;
very young girl's death the most beautiful green eyes in Africa,
Australia,                        Europe, America,
three men in a watery darkness of English

The question is listening to hear the ****
written kiss leaves move society Spanish
big boys starts invisible sister of Ireland's
plastic Standard, heavy rain lips began
to talk to white sitting ******* lights
dot wave club picture to read the task -
desert hiding Georgia's revolution magic;
Barbara's sacred jack perfect
**** ***** top hold leave gay
turn to cut the sky-daughters wrong alchemy;
teeth with weapons angle,   revenue machine
beverage, paint, written motion of socks,
floor wet, broken fat scents started at birth;
*****'s acid pregnant plot works,
gypsy's drunken materialism's side fool
countries planet gun standing still married
to a ***** the world has come to know,
indeed, a monster buried the box, signs,
pictures of the Arabians, the heat of the summer,
the cold is said to be a burning-African language,
M. Ma king, and carried a license to bring them
full of the smoking of jellyfish common in India
where they meet Mark, [turpis augur mine] John
Cornelius, blonde strippers strippers, bar and parents
       willing to be converted in the holes of thin places
       in the mountains, rising, face-******

robot fingers stick boy's voice many times older man football uniform center region of the light
The question listens to how a kiss is heard from the written word,
letting the steps of the great Spanish boys begin a standard invisible feminine rain. Plate Lip spoke to spitting ******. White Point.
Work. Image of light. Reading books. women breaking left gay,
driving from the teeth of the pudding
with women's weapons drinking the alkaline color
to write wet socks' odor of grease,  removing parts
stirring the man was the birth of *****
indirectly group gykos conspiracy, acid boyfriend
for gross material gypsy mad crazy;
The planet's weapon still married to
The Bride of the World found out that the ghosts were buried in boxes, posters, images of Arabs,    hot and cold summers
in African languages known as ardent,
                      but a king of India who took to smoking from a full license,
where the video of John Mark Augur met
Cornelius' yellow strippers,                                               bars and parents
ready to turn into a hole in the thin
places of the hill;                                            do not stop, face of the *******
    The fingers of the robot hold the ballot,
and the child in this again highlights
the football center of an intelligent man,
Asian Barracuda, the king of the law,
William's security, security, Arabic,
Arabic and musical memories most
important of the Mexican users of CAMPTSE
INEAID-D: The support information of the air
writing that carries a large amount of medical
assistance waiting for the secret,       secret of love that the brain is known,
the care in England, the ports of stars steaming,
of course, fish is similar to bean books, France -
                 Greek beer generally heard verbally the dark scandal of his life,
his mother was in the destroyed space of Satan,
I felt a little ****, crazy, the group ***** of MARY
heard all the important machine to clean a temple,   rose, devil, sand, sand
                                              arena headlights cats

From Russia, Italy and the star ******* of Asia,
John Greek affirms that gold is a great gift of gold.
George's blood in his hair, Blue Bell,                               what was to happen,
and Thomas,                         the story of the main change of friends, the dog.
A child in the sun, Germans, hot, naked,
cool and yellow waves of violence as a means
to become a Christian heart to the evil feet in the air,
the money of the earth, the moon,
the food puzzle of the morning north of the Latin
Latinos' reputation for beauty. The French hotel
is losing some of its women's breathing notebooks
the year of its birth date in Kenya,
not the discoveries of Queen Julius in the shadows
of a rock rock top living with her son,
the current home page full of photos and paradise died.
Robert in the situation of human space,
the son of the sacred arena changing hands,
the drinks provided psi books, Ino art,
German language radio,          radio in the hands of the children who write it.



The question listens to how a kiss
is heard from a written word
letting the steps of the great
Spanish boys begin a standard
invisible feminine rain. Plate Lip
spoke to sitting ******. White Point.
Work. Image of light.                    Reading books.
women breaking left gay,
driving from the teeth of the pudding
with women's weapons drinking alkaline
color to write wet socks odor of grease removing
parts,      stirring the man was the birth of *****
                  indirectly groups of gyros conspiracy,
acid boyfriend for gross material gypsy mad crazy;
The planet's weapon still married to   The daughter of the world learned
that the ghosts were buried in boxes with posters,          images of Arabs,
hot and cold summers in African language
known as ardent, but a king of India
who took to smoking from a full license,
where the videos video of John Mark
Augur met. Cornelius, yellow strippers,                                  bars and parents
ready to turn into a hole in the thin places of the hill.
                                                                ­               do not stop, face = *******

The fingers of the robot
that hold the child's voice are several times more
                                 than the light football center