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The Passing of Hell

In the vein of protracted revenge, The Dark Fire of night will begin. Scorching all it touches, inducing agony. Comes a gleeful sneer knowing death will flee. Mournful living shadows of sheer hopelessness. They seek their prey among the woefully depressed. Only the prophetic story of the past foretells nightmares end. The tomb of torturous hell will violently shake and bend. The gates are ruptured as a very thin ray of light shines in. And all of hells kingdom is crumbling from within. But, which hell is described here? Is it our own creation of this hell we fear? It is! For as in our collective conscious, it was created. Foretelling of this hell to others they become sedated. Now hell is slowly being destroyed as one by one they leave. Each found pure love from our Father as they begin to believe. We partake in the Great sharing of Joyful Love. It never left us, but it came into us like a dove. So beloved, please always express your love to our sisters and brothers For Love is our Law that brings in beauty and joy like no other.

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