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The Second Day

for all human believe in God, I tell you the truth, for he whom created all things is more than an god he is the true holy and living father, but I have not come to tell you about him, but what man call god. and the order for which all things came about. the god whom name is Alamea which mean the lower one. now come with me and I alone shall show him to you and how all things came to be. and he lift my spirit out of me and took me to this place. so dark, so evil, for thing which are man can not live here. (this place?) there was light but no light, there was heat but no heat, there was shadows of things but these things has not come into existing, for i could not write all that I seen, there was human with animals faces and bodies and in this place my soul grew old. and the spirit that was with me there command the evil not to touch my soul for higher power compels them. and with clearer eyes I could see thems all. and as I was walk in this dark place watching them watching me I came across Alamea. who sat on an great throne alone. and the spirit with me command him to speak. but he refuse to given his rights to do so. than the spirit whisper something to him than he said , (fiat) which mean so be it. than he say, I alone called your race the human to order, which was my biggest mistake, i shall have let your races die. but I alone gave them command and for the short time you are with me I shall tell you many things and about the white races I love Them so. than I alone shall not speak with you again seeker of souls. and than he say, do you want to know why he can't expel me, for I alone am his brother! he is good as I am evil. he is light as I am darkness, he has no name while I alone have many, he is as I am, he is light for I am death, and all that will not serve him serve me! and I broke my silent to say, what about lucifer?

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