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Out of my fire chain of mind I shall speak once and no more. degrees unfold the eternal prophets with strokes from the silent hammer., and life and light are frozen. the church deformity has suffer Satan fire. and all priests were found pitiful! for they have given into sex and money. Now the popes head shall be found in the potter fields? weeping with obscure mourning those pitiful souls? Those that has deform this office! and has awaken Satan deadly sleep. Now the lord say writer the number, (the clue) 96 poems-6-9-5-1-1-5-6. let he who has knowledge and understanding know this number. now after the stones of the church finish speaking the soul of the church begun to speak to me in riddles for it's shame was to great. surly the lord shall cast me in the eternal fire in that coming days. but if I plead to you can I be saved? I reply, I have no such power to ease your pain? and with that great pain the church did weep. and when it's finish weeping it's say. my ages is eternal who first female did i murder, for the female weep in full delight as time passed over, and before that fatal blow she said, womb from my womb I shall return to the womb, for my child has come forth. and they have beating him down and in the days of his hanging the womb did tremble. and all the creation of the earth came forth to murder man for this great deed, but the womb said, father forgive them for they know not what do.  than the earth was found in great delight for it was forgiven. now the church spoke and say, covet wantonness the virgin state it's love. broken sleep open the doors for it's was moisture that had awaken the soul. and man hide all truth from man brought about his own laws.  and I alone stop writing to placed my pen down

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