The Image of the Beast

The beast is a computor. The computor is the beast or mabe just the image like the mirror of the thing. It has numbers upon its housing and there is innards in the thing. Both memory and voice? When computor turns on it begins to almost sing it plays a melody. But the power of the thing is just electricity. It is just a facet of an expression of a GIANT seldom used a GOLIATH iff ewe please made all of wire and sillycone. A gentile being made of lies and false knowledge in disguise of all the truth of Jesus. A Devils modem oh so slow downloading voices into pleasent harmonies teaching me to accept myself for what and who eye am a seperntine creature bred from mye savior, in monkey image, layered in clay as if from the ground, but salty sweat still stings my eye. Searching in the world of www dot for what, an image of a pot full of flowers I spend hours turning colors into mere pixles imaging them to say just what eye want to here. Draw near and keep me ici, as if my life is not in blood, but in the elemental decay of time today. Fortune smiles and then gets taken all away . Oh HOLY one in love. Mye Proverb for the day. "Meat used to be byproduct from a cow. NOW, soybean is the meat, burgers aer green instead of brown. Please stay upon tommorrow eye am lost in yesterday.