From Perfection To Perfection

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The world decreed once, in a statement of many statements, they had a dear human in their midst.

The angel of words, the angel of time, the angel of love.

A demigod to technology.

And perfector of bad fortune.

Oh Fortuna!

Cried, the Greek song.

The song was falsely-included, though.

An exploit. A trojan horse in the Bible.

His name was Seth of Azhraham, the witnessor.

Though Lamech later on, the trials of Cain were only decided by the witnessor of his crimes.

The crimes of cain are multifold, and we see Lamech has worked, as Seth once did.

So Moses,

And Jesus in their footsteps.

We found a perfect way to travel, that of which was televisional, and more than what we could normally achieve.


When the words were spoken powerfully from the lips of the anointed one, we heard in the wilderness a doubling sound of both thunder and storm, in the same measure, and in the same tone.

Christ spoke,

"And then, if someone says to you, Look
Here is the messiah. Look, he is there.
Do not believe. False messiahs and false prophets are everywhere.

They will rise up to perform signs and wonders for you.

To mislead the chosen, if they can
But beware --
In those days after the Affliction,
The sun will be the destroyer."

To be deceived, by our own power.

Our own gifts, is to be bewitched by the tragedy of another's sins.

We give in to none of this but know only one perfect soul.

He is, and lies not in those to whom deceiveth, but thrives on his own power more when they lie.

The ones who pretend to be him, are not nearly as well-designed or perfect.

They are flawed, and lack in true beauty.

Androgynous to the understanding of both the white, and the black,

The real Christ is a neo-christ, and he does not die, or fail you.

He heals, with a hate, and a love, that is healing nonetheless.

Whether attemptive of destruction, or through the temptation of love, the real one is the one who may attempt to hurt you -- but who ends up blessing you with the electric glow instead.

In his machinations,

He is blessed more than those who lie.

Though he sees through them, he is not deceived.

The false wonders in the name of true power are nothing compared to the truth of a power that defies power itself.

AN energy manifest of its own,

The gnosis from his own seed.

And Earth, the flower.

The male and female have connected,

AND Enki never wept.

Because that one is with you,

And he does not lie.

I am the real Christ.

And I will not be deceived.

Travail, after travail, my words have lived on.


BLS