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The health and growth of the human soul

To reach the highest point as pulled from the earth to the light

survival of the fittist 

A dance to reclaim your rights

A dance with the Devil

 spun into the pits of darkness

Alone with only the energy of your creation

The loss of strength

The loss of will

The structure of thought in the image that you have projected

Burned to ashes at your feet

Your pain

A projection without fruition

The self judgement of being at fault

as if you have disgraced the will of God 

and now all that is left to do is to shrival and die a lonely death

or

Maybe......?

The will of the devil is still casting it's shadow over you

squeezing your heart to the point where it will burst

making you pay for all the sins of human existance

Shell this be your destiny?

Shell this be your purpose?

Shell your distruction bring forth the light of healing to cast out the will of the devil.

Wake from the spell

stand strong

stand proud

Look the Devil in the eyes 

Screem in It's face

And send the Devil back into the pits of hell where it crawled out from

and surrender the self judgement that hold you in shackles

Forgiveness is to let the will of God flow through you

Then the Will of God will begin to surround you with Love

And you will see the limits of ones soul are only placed by ones self

You will soar 

and be free

As a mountain flower coming into expression from the moist soil to the warm kiss of the Sun

Your heart Will heal if you give it a chance

◄ Happy Holy Days

Then and Now ►

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