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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required A friend of a friend introduced me to a Hypnotist, asking me as astrological medium, if I can in a dream assist. The timing would be of importance and must be genuine, a Mars and Moon in Pisces should align. Haunted dreams from past upsetting his content, misfortunate karma in need to be prevent. With a dear brother in times of the Spanish inquisition, practicing the art of natural healing admission. Traveling monks of mercy making curing ointment, with specific Moon phase deity and its atonement. Our hearts at random circumstances down dark of life, created some unthinkable cures by enlighten strife. Words of some miracles at times were spreading fast, and we knew that bounty hunters were on our task. The high bond we made by sacramental covenant of love’s trust, secrets by prayers in darkness knelt to see in dust. We got caught; he keeps on telling in frantic tense, accused with blasphemy and traitors to the holy church as sins. Through a dungeon and its inquisition as waiting gate of death, salvation by force of pain by holy matter of depth. By sheer luck escaping those savages and hiding in a forest cave, leaving my brother to the testimony of brutal rave. Dreams and life are haunted now with religious symbols, thoughts of agony and screaming noises in spheres it comes. Believing going back in time to rescue the beloved man, that those mental obscurities and fears are to tame. He promised me that no harm can touch a channeling journey, if I agree to help rescue that tortured spirit to set him free. Thinking through that entire story facing dreams close to the grave, shall I taste the deep treasures of the brave. The time came when the Moon was red with tincture of sacrifice, awaken in circumstance of strange and a rope not knowing what happen is. Recognizing the stranger praying outside this cave, he approached me with deepest embrace. I sense a man so afraid to be alive, only to pursue the danger of rescuing his brother’s life. Pointing to the tower of the monastery in sight, with strength that held the night in clutch of light. Voicing Planets, Stars and Moon in beneficence, rescuing the tortured soul by distraction concurrence. His body has lost all its senses, and we praying night and day, his spirit raised by compassion and tears on its way. I hear a finger snatching and wake up crying, laying on the coach seeing my friend everything with a smile saying.
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