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Revelation
Heaven's lampstand is in it's umbilical surrogate station, feminine machine, golden crystal-mobile nannying the fore-runner of the King of Kings. A mothering stalwart-synth-work-Defender, of the sustainment of moonchild in star-chamber. Babe in squirm in embrionic sac as the world turns, as it burns. Angel with the rainbow above it's head- stands with one foot on land and one in the sea, holds up the child symbolicaliteraly to offer the last Prophet to the Throne of the Almighty. An event for all to witness as foretold and told again in the signs ongoing and not so long ago. The time has waned to wax ripened- for the harvest. The scales in sway in their tax of the prophecy underway. Hand descends to scoop up from the womb and nurture the spirit at the Altar of God, his Throne Room, alive with activity, where also is the four Living creatures, each turning to see. As the moon moves into the scales, at the foot of the Woman with a crown of twelve stars above her head in Leo the Maiden of the King. A scepter by her side and the three stars that make it up, as the iron of the abide the bottom line. The Woman is about to give birth and must fly towards the wilderness on the Great wings of the Eagle of Vulcan and of everything and be nurtured for a time, with everything she needs, away from the hateful city. The Holy Spirit will protect her from the Dragon who seeks to devour the Woman and the child. ...and so it begins...
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