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The Madness of An Madman 1

See what your Elohim has done to me!I came across myself one day, and this is what was said. to course across her sails so cruelly behind songs of that second kingdom souls of sin. Worthy I am your holy hell this dead realm here with that music forcefully asking for pardon yet none ever given I stand here alone. Serenity sky pure as far as joy I was left here to write about death. Afflicted both my sight and heart for heaven made glad my mind, in their flame I saw you, after my eyes looked upon your widower. my eyes forward a bit I saw solitary near me. holy stars they shine to my shine my sight was like the sun, and behind you was two rivers one that cleans the soul and the other one was the eternal prison I can not tell you of. now forgive me if I lose you in my writing for human has but limited knowledge and may not understand all that is written here. he said, what serves you that keep you free here? I reply, I do not know the abyss whether it is broken or new. but it was heaven that allow me to approach this eternal realm. he than took hold of my words and other signs to bend knees, than he said, I myself do not know where heaven is or what is in it. but i shall not stop you from enter here. I reply, tell me of your condition please withhold not my request, for little time is left before time closes your doors. for I have told you it was heaven that send me this way for I be the seeker of soul, the soulseeker. just than his soul show forth it's perditions. explanation takes long from above you hear me. so precious it must know for i found death is not my sin, but what words come from out of my mouth, for the father of us all told us that a yet still alive come after me to give my soul to hell itself.

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