Esoteric knowledge about the last of things. My sweet eschatological vision. Foundation for the renewal of the world, immemorial sins, never redeemed. Suppressed, oppressed, never redeem again. The sulphur-kingdom, purgatory, hell`s damnation, no man will be perditioned for all time.
Where is your millennium? Where is your kingdom of a thousand years? What you see is a world of hate, of pitiness, never again to be set in state. What you see is what you get.
Evolving chaos, death the inevitable force It`s your cult, your mission
Misery - a necessary evil Sympathy - a tool for fools Death - the ultimate function Mercy - a waste of grace
Every man is therefore guilty of all the good he did.
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