A Word From St Bartholomew

That which is given unto me from those highest
Is given unto thee in the right of man,
For those who follow the most holy of paths 
Are protected by those of the most holy of ranks.
Never to be defied, never to be hurt, and never to be seen in the likes of evil.
A wanderer amongst stationary plagues,
A locust among flies

Channeled 5/4/2023
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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