The whole world of TIME is but a circle grave yard of dust, IN TIME. I WAIT IN Spirit, for the Opening Day of the NEW IMPROVED Garden OF His Presence. God the ONLY Spirit, Breath of Life, God the ONLY Food FOR Thought.
IF you Hear the Call OF Spirit INTO TIME, Rise UP, Lord, Raise ME UNTO You. The Garden, the Man and His God. The human imagination is a garden of death, EVERY thought NOT Gods' IS POISON.
EVERY HUMAN desire NOT Love, Peace, Hope, is a road descending into hell THE Second death RETURN TO DUST, earth.
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