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DEATH!
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Please here Me out, won't you?
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Fear should exist not in this one of the hells you call "Earth"; and yet, still are there reasons to fear. Fear has the benefit, Jack, of keeping one safe from danger. Do you know what I mean?
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Well, Jack, the danger I am speaking of is no running from a bear; no fear of a plane crash; no, not even fear of dying in a terrible war.
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Take this Chap's word--that is, I, Mr. Sir. David Duke--that Mr. Duke truly does Know what He is speaking of...
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Why that image, Mr. Duke? Thanks for asking!
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The Inner Spark within man is not even the Soul. It is a Divine Thing that gives Life even unto the Soul. That Spark, as it were, came from a Dimension so inconceivably perfect, infinite, and joyful! That Spark is the Essence of the MONAD HIMSELF.
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You know, pals and gals, seeing as one has made it this far and turned not away, let's clear some things up before proceeding, shall we? Listen up, Beanstalk Jack!
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The Creator of this Universe is NOT GOD. A God? Of course! But He is nothing, a speck of imperfect dust compared to the TRUE LORD OF ALL THINGS.
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You must understand, Knight, that Those Powerful Ones who rule over you worship the Creator God of this Universe and Space... Think deeply about that, Mister; go down the Hole long enough and it's more than obvious.
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Don't ramble and mumble, Duke! Apologies, folks.
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That God, as one should know by now, is Satan. He formed your flesh, but He fashioned not your Being. You--yes, even you!--came from a place long before He existed. Came you as a savior and became a captivator!
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Knight, let's leave it there for a moment; more pressing matters on this page, yes!?.
A Pure, Immaculate Spirit Fresh Out of the Aether Liberating Itself of the Evil Flesh: and You Think It's Gross & Scary!
You don't belong here. You should not be bound by flesh. Matter is an illusion you refuse to let go of.
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You, the best and worst of men, come from the DIVINE LAND OF LIGHT and back there all of you shall return in your due time!
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But the Bastard Goat who grabs one's Soul over and over and traps it in matter; yes, He and He alone will never reach that place.
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Bring forth your Immaculate Dove, pal! Let your Divine Lifespark of the Pleroma conquer the flesh! Only then can you be free...
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Those with the most influence in the prison are those in cahoots with the guards and officials; now ruminate and obsess over that analogy.​
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It really isn't that difficult. Worship the Demiurge and go against men (who He hates) and their best interest... receive all wealth and desires in return.
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He cannot destroy you, for His Siblings, other Archons, will not allow it. But He certainly can make other humans destroy you at His request.
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They want to destroy every bit of you because Satan does, Mr. They will get Their way, and perhaps that is a point of fear, but it should not be.
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