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The Orifice of Creation- Part Three

A new World will follow in the last day one that will reign in peace. Thank you for reading my peers and commenting this set of three parts I felt needed to be posted all in order. The riders of the Apostolic reign await the broken seals. Judgments now poured out Upon those generations present in the earth. He will come the one with white hair of wool and eyes of blazing fire. The rider upon the white horse With a sword of judgment for the armies of the world. Man shall not be ready, Shall not have heed to those Apostil instructions given for thousands of years. Mankind did not see, for their eyes were shut; they did not hear because they were deaf. They were Zombies with mindless form, hollow sunken eyes and speechless, marching into the lakes of fires. In the end the white horseman and his throng of angelic hosts and saints remained. New Jerusalem dropped down from heaven above. A new world would reign in peace.

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