Always been Enemies

   ...true, the angels(Aryans) are what's left of God's Eternal Spirit in this World. And they are not liked nor appreciated in any manner shape or form. By anyone who's been replaced before birth, in their Mother's womb.

   Beware my friend, you'll be put to the side henceforth shuddered, disdained, nailed to a cross. Like Odin feared in a stealth way, for some unknown reason by the men made of dirt in which the evil deity has uttered his breath or wordy wind into!

   We impose but are not made of but regret while here on this plane. Only those singular mammals who defy the rule of Heaven in their hearts cluttering the psychological & intellectual pavement, shall hinder thus obstructing good deeds to follow. It's us the divine benefit rejected, strange stones not unlike the stellar vault brimming, that glitters singing indifferently with mirth in bane! 

   You are made of pride and fire. You melt the ice. This world will never be worth the glowing thing cascading in your soul! It's just not good enough. Those molecularly constructed particles, organically pretending to contain your spirit, the soul's abyss, the great nothingness beyond! The Grail heat incarnating, blasting all existential illusions.

A fallen pride & Heaven's proof

continually denied,  justice.

A torch bearer

from the start.

The devil's children 

seek to take from you

the emerald crown precipitated from your brow.

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   Not men in the manner understood by Jehovah's progeny. For he fills them with his bleak and yes gloomy ghost : it's always Him you cross at Walmart or at the City Hall. In school in University. At work or at Home. He is the Collective & Unconscious malignity invades since immemorial time, the brain of all the humanoid creatures you encounter. 

   What is to be universally connected? Electronically? In a world where things continually dissolve! 

   In the beginning the devil wrote the book, made mortal replicas of the angels & mixed mammal blood with the celestial clay that comes from a heart full of love, and turned them into puppets. He created them all. He put his ghost in them, then afterward said "it was me all along. They call me god because I'm the only one that's there! And it's true!

   They say it's the only living god and call him Shiva, Allah or Yahweh! Even Ali fell in the trap.

   But you aren't mine, not of my kind!...you don't belong to me. You refuse categorically to be animated by me, and my preordained and clever archetypes. 

   Beware, and keep thyself ô pretty Thing.

   ...we have always been enemies."