swan on the thames
strange thing, when i recently awoke from a dream, in which
my beloved Jesus into my heart did sing about our eternal
wedding ring, He says to me: 'let's fly to the moon and over
a lake, and then to the river thames and pretend we are a swan
but we must be careful that the hunters in kingston do not shoot us
at dawn, as there are some very strange and greedy punters.
they are actually the same, which i saw on a different flight,
who put on sleeves yellow stars just for their plaisir, and i remember
that, when we were Jack and Lily they already our holy truth defy
and even did us our lives deny, as they come from a family, where
everybody does lie and spy with their little eye against each other,
father, mother, sister and brother,
and they all do God and our and their own betray, as on sandcastles
have they built their every foundation but no longer do I let them get
away with their judas' kiss and their evil snake's hiss, and the golden calf and
cow soon all of what is left of mankind will give anyway a miss, as
for far too long did their evil deed against our holy family creed
unpunished but not in my all-seeing eye undetected, as I know,
who and when exactly from their holiness defected from the one
holy nation.
ANNO DOMINI 27TH FEBRUARY MMX
Mother Eliora,
M.S. OHR
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