General Church of New Jerusalem
At times I feel 'holy' and have an urge to express myself in an ancestral way.
Here my cry oh Abba Father. Father / Mother God of my ancestors, Save your people world wide of all denominations and persuasions from the darkness and perversions.
Your Creation cries out for salvation. Divine Mama your tender Cosmic heart sheds tears as your children suffer intolerable servitude and atrocities.
Great Mother Earth your cries I hear like the howl of the wolf at Full Moon. On bended knees I know how my heart sobs for the day of light to dispel this evil sticky tar. This blemish and stain.
Yet in us is the salvation, all of us have the ability to find the Union of our Spirit to your spirit and as one we arise as a collective on fire with the passion to save our world and ourselves.
SHACK
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