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Death Is Nothing: the True Story of Nat Turner - Part 2

I heard a loud noise in the heavens, God what can it be? The air around me shimmered then a Spirit came to me, I couldn't move a muscle due to hard work in the heat, the Spirit then began to speak direct and indiscreet. 'Nathaniel listen closely for these words are very true, you're looking for a purpose? Well the Serpent's very loose, you know that Jesus lay the yolk he bore for sins of men, you must engage the Serpent for the time's approaching when, the 1st will be the last my son and last will come in 1st, the knowledge you've acquired will most surely quench your thirst, this great work is your task from God oh ye of flesh and bone, so go and slay your enemies with weapons all their own.' It took communication to devise those early plans, I had my 4 most trusted with me, Henry, Hark and Sam, and Nelson too providing bits of info that I sought, these plans will take us weeks oh yes but forth they shall be brought. I saw the sun eclipsing as a sign attack the land, it looks as though it's being covered by a black man's hand, the bluish-green eclipse of August 1831, the final sign envisioning the slaughterfest to come..... To Be Concluded

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