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Ancestor Cult

Psychopomp led me into afterlife into the souls' of our forefathers, into the dire grave, spiritualism, i saw spirits, deities, the deads; the beneficient dead of the night. i laid on the ancestor's cult below resting returns of darkness of the ancient historical cult of culture. i was introduced to the angelic beings of ritual magic, the spirit guides of theosophy and mysticism the aliens of ancestral Ufology, Africanism and the neopagan gods which are the thought of soulsm. my soul shattered and I found hope. Yours Poetically, ©John Chizoba Vincent

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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