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Disparity of Sowers
Disparity of Sowers
CharlaXFabels
the tower
Disparity of Sowers
Disparity of Sowers
Disparity of Sowers
the tower
Copys from a book sometimes copys from my own poems still copys used.
The inverted pyramid has been a central focus as a topic even in every book and cranny as long as the eye can still remember how to type the words of portent needed to embrace this society as a whole sordid mess can we digress enought to add the news the wonderfull message of CHRIST.
The Cross has not been fully understood not even by the mee the eye is still perplexed why all of GOD people have to die to have the life that HE wants to freely give them in the sweet bye and bye.
The deliverance we seek is not given fully in this life except for favorites given and a few Old Testament profits who were translated into Heaven all of us must face death at least one time. That is the good news of GOD the added blessing is He took our sins and did away with them and made it possible to make it possible again for us to win not being made into a work of pure white light but more like crimson overturned a white is overlayed the white is sacrificed, oh gentle reader ewe do not take me as eye say but try to understand this JESUS man. Eye love him very much and take nothing from the stuff that HE has done for me to actually try to live and add something to HIS plan for us. The Tower was made of pure plutonium it was glowing like inkryptonite all green and not much white a little blue around the edges the messages were blinking in blood red upon the viewing screen 666 666 666 666 666 666 666 666 the converted devil was approaching the computer consoul trying to get close enough to smash it with a sledge hammered blow LOOK OUT he cried and swung it's a hit and a miss. Balled one. He stepped back up to the plate and swung again another hit and a miss. Balled two. The Hidden STARKTREKKLASER@  fired into the poor latter day sainted Christian converted devil thought he was a new person but he was fighting oh no he fried like a crispy critter a cucumber cut in pieces and breaded and fried in oil taken from the selfish trolls  
Alumni alumnus refuses to let the truth to surface on a mirrored pond of questioning students making efforts of understand just why they cannot advance it is the tower. There is reputation of the men to be considered they send the best minds of all the millions to be rulers. There is the tower. Just consider the men the many evil men in power shooting weapons of destruction just to walk up the staircases of the tower. In the elevator he has loaded his revolver to carry death up to the tower. The upper room is the final test there is just one computer there it is an image of the beast it blinks on and off saying 666 in burning letters and now every devil wants  to climb the tower is where every minion goes to battle. Climb the ladder of successes work and slave for all those stresses and someday you may climb up the staircases of my tower and be the beast who rules the masses.


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