there is a day when heaven will quake under the pressure of the continental divide. the clashing of Heaven upon our zeal. Damage to our underbelly or bottom Rivers from the underworld. Healing without knowing is never given to me the death of many surrounds me from here I live in my coffin my corpse and the dead I must explain why we have nothing but hate to endure or suffering increases not one eye was shut we are dead. my arm raises and not one pand pulls from Sheol. i lost my children yesterday, and now see the ones that never seen us up close. they pass me in the distance. i gave nothing today but all i can to see Heaven. I Am ready take my spirit Lord. God came down from the distant stars. when we were never given the light. forty days without rest did we conquer the entire inhabitants of Mars. there is a countryside one tree upon hill that lays towards the Battle Field of Alamogordo the storing of God's hand upon our weapon. the sight of our own enemy betraying us once again in the defence of all nations, they are a likely group who fought Me during the Tribulations, and that seek popularity for the things that must occur. i have been given a hand that had never sought to be a chance for hate. i never thought i would bring Hell to this world for something i never did to hurt anyone. i never thoiught that life to do good would bring Me down. but hated Me hated since the begining because i had chosen God's side. they target Me for a chance to get back something they could nave with God or people or even for themselve. ever during Tribulation they spoke out as if they had a side to gain from but never hade a clue on what do.
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