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Friend of All Martyrs

Whether Waldenses or Catholics,
Anglican or Early Church,
I am a friend to those who hold our faith
In pure conscience. 
Waldenses and Albigensians were not Cathars
But held to the True Godhead and Trinity.
Sir Thomas Moore and Joan of Arc
Are martyrs as much as the many Myriads
Of Germans put to death for Apostasy, too.
For the true faith stands against Sin---
That is the mark of true salvation
And also the deep desire for a life of holiness and purity.
And the true faith offers up a willing sacrifice of body
Rather than bloodshed and tyranny.

Rome

The travelling peasant upon her course
Walks through the misty trees...
Never, never, never, has she seen
The walls of Rome tower mighty high;
Fifty Cubits in the sky.
Upon the city, she enters clean
A world of revelry, science and glee.
The houses air conditioned with ice
The ice cream, the berries, the flavor, the fights
Of men in gladiatorial glee,
Two men in mortal combat, one falls, the crowds pleased
At the blood shed upon the Earth.
She falls into ancient revelry and their mirth.
Where the gods demand their virtues--
Sex with children, murder, rape
Theft and adultery are their rites;
Buy a prostitute, young or old
And watch the theatre where slaves are sold
Their performances, and do their uncensored sex.
Revelry, revelry, be Roman Guest.
This quiet peasant sees the towering walls
The orgies in the bath houses, in their steamy pools
 But saw this would cause that Rome to fall.
Christ, a God of a conquered peoples
Shall come upon the bands of Peace
And by Constantine shall He marry State and Truth
And cause all the revelry to for a time to rue.
At the last, the Romans shall call to offense
"It is this Christian God who caused us to lose our defense."
Yet, Augustine shall say in his city of God
"Your gods are hypocrites, scoundrel's and liars
"Just like you all. They could not protect you
"And like it or not, we have a Living God."

Month of Intercalculation

My brothers and sisters---
Observe the month of Adar.
Is it there? What mystery?
How ever are the months 
To be in sync with the Spring?
There is a 13th Month.
Repent.
The Bible is not the Sole Authority of God
But rather Christ our LORD is.
Keep in the Moral Precepts of Christ
And all will go well.
As Amos says, there is a famine in the land
But not of bread, but of hearing the word of God.
It has been for many many ages.

The Three Assyrians

Oh, King, Dragon, thou wicked counselor
You imagine mischief against the LORD.
You are afflicted by Him, but He will
Unyoke you, and unbind you, and you shall
Die... His discipline shall stop the curse soon.
Your name shall stop being sown, vile man.

Oh False Prophet, drunkard, fool, you're never
Satisfied. You spoil, and steal from me.
You drink many flagons of wine, carouse
And are never at home. Never at home.
Uncircumcized of heart, covetous for 
Your house, your mind has changed, always it's changed.

Oh Beast, settled on your lees, you say, "I AM
"And there is not another beside me."
Your house and possessions shall be spoiled.
You rejected God's law utterly. You
Wear strange apparel. The LORD said, "Thou shalt
"Fear me." You utterly rejected Him.

The Prince

No... fools... there is no work in heaven;
It is eternal rest. But Christ, the Prince
Shall make continual Sacrifice, and shall be our eternal laborer.
He shall come into the temple, and eat before His God;
He shall do it joyfully, for our satisfaction.
And when we there, need reminder of the evil of sin
Shall be taken either to the marshes of hell
Or see the lamb there offered... to remind us of evil
So we are well to know that we are in a better place.
There is no Sin there, but He makes sacrifice for our sins
Now, upon the Earth... for Time does not mean anything to God.
He eats the Fat, the Blood, the Bread,
And it is the only killing in heaven, is Christ's merciful hand
Slaying the kid over the altar, for our mistakes, past, present and future.
We shall mow the sheaves--with joy and no sweat--
And on the Sabbath, there shall be no labor
Heaven is Eternal Sabbath, Selah.
Six days we labor, here upon the Earth,
And we lay our foundations in currency
We have wrought through wisdom.
Should the fire burn away our work,
Then it burns away, and we have not the Gerahs earned.
Our just compensation shall be a fair ephah and a fair gerah
For the labors we have accomplished our six days
Here upon the Earth. Selah.
Ezekiel speaks of the Old Covenant and its cities
Which is a shadow of ours to come.