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The Empyrean |
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Trumpets blast in the heavens a cup of very strong tea.... These are the words of the Lord "Awake you sleeping peoples you slothful generation, The day of the Lord is at hand! Turn your eyes from your work and see that I am God! Look away from your 'impressive' buildings and see the beauty and majesty that has been since before you existed! Listen to your hearts cry out... they call,'is there not more to life than this?' Alas, there is! I came not to condemn the world but save it. Not to destroy hope but enflame it! The Creator is still at his work bench--as ever. Awake you sleepers Awake!" Echos Paling Salted Meat © 2002 by daniel ml. All rights reserved. |
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