The Rocky Shoals of Mortality have jagged edges which
tear away at the personality soul.
Gather thine loin cloth into thyselves .. weep not for the loss of your
olden misqualified momentums which have tortured thine wits and dampened thine
God Purpose.
Arise upon the avenues of ascendancy .. Ask of the
Mother Spirit and I .. Allow Our Infinite Influence to tender thee and make of
you the sons and daughters of destiny.
Michael
Of Nebadon
