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THE GLORIOUS MYSTERY OF MARY IN WOOD

DEEP INTO THE WOODS I WITNESS MARY MOTHER OF GOD GATHERING WOODEN STUMPS KNEELING UNDER HUMAN REMAINS LEFT OVER FROM AMERICAN LYNCHING OF BROWN PEOPLE NATIVE AMERICAN AND AFRICAN AMERICANS THE BODIES HUNG LOW OVER INVESTED ALIGATORS SWAMP A PLACE WHERE ITS PITCH BLACK AT 11AM DURING MASS IN THE CATHOLIC CHURCH MARY WAS HAVING MASS IN THE WOODS NOT JUST FOR THE HUMAN REMAINS BUT ALSO THE TREES WHO KNEELED AND CLAPPED THEIR HANDS THIS PLACE MURDER ALONGSIDE THE HILLSBOROUGH RIVER OFF 301 WHERE I SPENT THE DAY ON A NATURES HIKE 2002 MY CHILDREN WONDERED INTO THIS ANCIENT HIDDED BURIAL GROUND MARY INTERCEDED LEADING THESE SOULS TO HEAVEN I CRIED OUT FATHER THESE ARE NOT MINE EYES FATHER WHY IS THE LAND CRYING THERE SHOULD BE GOODNESS IN TRUTH MY CHILDREN CRIED OUT TRAPPED IN THE OTHERSIDE OF THE ALIGATORS  INFESTED SWAMP THE TREES WAILING THE SOULS WAILING MARY PRAYING I DROPPED TO MY KNEES MARY SAW THE TREES AS KIN TO HER SON JESUS A GLORIOUS MYSTERY THAT MAN IN ACTUALLY KIN TO THE TREES GODS PURPOSE TO CARE FOR THE LAND THE TREES ARE ARE LIFE SOURCE MEANING MANKIND IS DIRECT DESCENDANTS OF THE EARTH MAKING THE WOOD FAMILY TO MAN TO ACTUALLY HAVE WITNESSED SUCH EVIL AND SUCH DIVINE COMPASSION OF MOTHER TO COMFORT THE TREES THAT HAVE WITNESSED THE HORRID FORSAKEN OF BROWN PEOPLE  BE CRUCIFIED FOR THE SAME HATRED AS HER SON JESUS  FOR HAVING BRONZE FEET AND HAIR LIKE MINE THE WOOD THE TREES ALSO EMBRACE MARY KNEELING IN HER PRESENCE AS I PRAYED FOR THE SAKE OF HIS SORROWFUL PASSION HAVE MERCY ON US AND ON THE WHOLE WORLD HOLY MARY MOTHER OF GOD PRAY FOR OUR SINNERS NOW AND AT THE HOUR OF OUR DEATH AMEN GLORY BE TO THE FATHER THE SON AND THE HOLY SPIRIT AMEN

THE WOOD AND MARY
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