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The Meeting With Satan 2

So when I turn back to see those demons and Satan, there was no one there but Satan? who now open his foul mouth to say, seeker of soul again we meet, why than is this so? that one who created us all do wish to punish me with you here? knowing that even I cannot touch you? I than reply, Satan it is not by my will but his! it is not by my wisdom but his intellect that I return to this dreadful place. for if it was mine will, you foul beast would not know or have seen my face ever again? Satan than say so? I reply, so what? (Satan) what is it that he wish for you here? I reply, Satan you should know better than all others that his will and his mystery is his. Satan than yell to the fore most outer realm of heaven, why do you who created things from invisible to visible do you torment me with this foul knowledge that you created from dust!! do they not know that the earth shall be mine in time!! that you placed me upon them when you turn away your glory!! and in every human heart I alone shall places fear and terror in place of love and peace!! than Satan looked at me and said, go you in sheol and no evil shall touch you, less you be temped by your own limited knowledge seeker? and I alone stop writing to place my pen down.

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