What they hated about me was the very death that caught their winds from four corners, the wings of a she-devil who had the mark of a key around her neck. Then, when the heavens became smaller than the hand of God, we opened the waters into the earth and gave birth to two outsiders who would train this world to fight an enemy bold enough to know their true color beneath the white bone and bruise. They are white and fought the color of Roger's skin. So, they gave themselves a starting chance to begin without their time forsaken, but to be greater than Roger. They needed more help than Roger anticipated and found that what tomorrow would bring forth the shedding of their skin would be the same color as the skin that had killed them. They told themselves they would never worship a black God and set out to sabotage this black man who had given God his promise to be a helper. When they knew Roger, they knew who he was destined to become. They knew they had to kill Roger to hide thier guilt and for trying to be their God, and they hated the color of his skin so much that they cursed themselves to be black, darker than Roger himself. They looked into a spyglass and saw the future, no matter the cost, and discovered they were fighting against a man's skin color, fighting themselves without reason or motive. They hated who they were, and because they were black-skinned and hated the very color of their race, which despised the Son of God (Roger) for being a black man who performed great miracles. He once aligned the stars in the sky at night in a straight line. Roger performed many great miracles on earth as both a child and a God in this universe. But as soon as these white men, who knew Roger but saw that the King was black, turned against Him, they shunned Him, took two marriages, and killed a fiancée. They also stole over a million dollars and conspired to kill Roger, who was the prophet of God and had given everything to this world so we could live again. He even sacrificed what he had.
if you fight among yourselves, you can never win. and when the people of color turned black and fought the white people, but then turned right back around to be the same people who had fought the last people who were black and had turned into white people to fight each other, but did not know they were fighting the same people that they had hated before. they never knew who they were fighting until they fought themselves to death. and all because they had thought they had ruled the universe at one time.
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