The Annunakim are those sons of god come from the far North. From far beyond the Borean Pole. Sons of the Great Sky and daughters of those who fill the night with a brilliant darkness. Of kindness yet detached, seeking no gift, never bowing to any flattery.
These are not perverted angels. Nor are they sinners of any kind.
Fortunately for Christ's sake they come into this world where everything dissipates disingenuously, to be engendered repeatedly for the sake of being insulted continuously.
In this demented region where honor is impoverished to be mocked and derided, so as to exult the horrifying interior meanness that lower races of supposed men, admire!
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Below, nature cries out to the heavens, asking for redemption!
"Come now ô celestial tenderness, gives us the necessary strength to vanquish evil and all that is degenerate in heart and soil(sic)!"
Let your sweet dew moisten the best of eugenic roses, that only our sacred scientific heritage can make, and give us victory till death kill in us, all which is vile.
Even though, this gothic flower in all its inner eyes, and innate preciousness, is too good for this place of inhospitable vulgarity!
What is it, guides you?
The soul of a better lady. A queen of justified pride and elegance.
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A real awakened mind, in a perfect receptacle, without uncleanliness: Beauty.
Compassion and courage clothed with loyalty, truth and honor: Virtue.
Divine intelligence administering justice: the grafting of a divine Intellect on a mortal yet good strain, a strong trunk:
to know thyself...
...here on earth and in heaven at the same Time: Hyperborea's Child.
