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Devotion Those who are immersed in devotion thinking themselves to be saints will not enter the kingdom of God.Their hearts, consumed by hypocrisy, slander, humiliation, hatred of their brother, are like whitewashed tombs. They have risen from dust and will forever remain dust. Their master is Lucifer. From the Gospel according to the witness of the days of the end and the beginning.
No name When you give your life for ideals, know that tomorrow your name will be covered in dust and history will come full circle and you will become the next tyrannical dynasty. You exist in a swamp where the illusion is that your blood will save the world. Be waterproof.Be above the horizon. Souls of light do not need burnt offerings.
the truth Truth alone will not free anyone from evil. Lucifer alone knows it. Die Wahrheit allein wird niemanden vom Bösen befreien. Luzifer allein weiß das. #quotes
Democracy You are talking about democracy.What nonsense gibberish.Laws made by those in power.Is anyone asking for your opinion?The people are blind. You allow yourselves to be oppressed and robbed.Punished for existence. Do you not see that the law serves the caste at the trough. You are their lackeys and servants. You are being stupefied and deprived of your dreams and dignity. Democracy is a sham, a dead entity without a living spirit. You are crawling in lethargy to rot in a clay pit. In sleep things become squarely unimportant from the position of the soul to the eternity of the improved.
WAR Politicians say that war is a beautiful thing. What perfidious talk. Only a psychopath could dress it up in the qualities of romance, patriotism, bravery, heroes etc. The question is why they don't go into battle themselves, why MPs, civil servants and the like are excluded from conscription. Why are ordinary people conscripted by force into the army. War is not a game of monopoly. War is slaughter.It is a meat grinder. There is nothing sublime or pompous about it. War is death and destruction. It is profit for politicians.It is their business. Soldiers are pawns. Condemned to be fired upon Whoever believes in propaganda sooner or later becomes a victim of it. A battlefield and piles of corpses of these ordinary people and soldiers. For the mighty of this world it means nothing.
Emperor There was a wise man who said what is emperor to the emperor and what is divine to God. But there was also another who said How pernicious is this speech.The emperor has long since proclaimed himself God and God has become impassive. The people have become the servant of the mighty.And the mighty have made laws to his detriment. The emperor the torturer the tormentor the heartless bailiff has absolute power. An extraordinary man once said what you give to the least of the least will be the greatest treasure. And then another with a big heart added. Let your God be the radiance of love. And the emperor and the empty image of the supposed Lord of Heaven will turn to dust anyway . That which has the devil for a father says I am above all.I and at the end the act of mercy
fruits Nothing is accidental but the quintessence of decisions taken, the fruits of which we often do not want to acknowledge. 任何事情都不是偶然的，而是所做决定的精髓，而我们往往不愿承认这些决定的成果。
poverty Poverty never ennobles or makes us better for our fellow human beings. Poverty takes away dignity and the remnants of humanity. Those who talk about it as a blessing that can befall us live in splendor and excess. There is no truth or spirit of love in them.
the enter In your nostrils will blow ashen bones.You will feel the touch of the abyss.And you will not be like Alice untouchable in the land of the dead.Anyone who comes from across the street will not say who he is verily.You will be able to eat or believe blindly.And where you will see the streets and alleys also falsehood will omit eyes sensitized to mercy. Into your spirit will ascend someone who will tangle the senses precariously balanced. In the labyrinth of the Faun, every attempt will one day not be duly appreciated. You will not be on a pedestal forever elevated. Someone will enter your ego.He will reveal the truth full of bestiality and hellish evidence. You will go mad as prophesied in the books of the oracle. And you will pass out.Nothing will remain in form as it was before.
SAINTS A house of debauchery was built on the hillside.It did not dawn on anyone that the fall would come before sunset. But the hyobic news did not translate into live acts. On the one hand threats on the other laughter. Punishment touched the saints. And the eyes of the last righteous were darkened. Who, therefore, to believe.To whom to complain bring grief. Under a flared lampshade, the concentration reserve was smashed. First they honored any hint of conscience.Then like dogs they began to bite.From above looked at all this angels. With the chief Architect at the head. Saints as usual rolled out....
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