Saturday, January 1, 2005
The beginning
I rise... neither from ashes nor from fire, neither as a demon nor as an angel. No, you're wrong. I rise because I begin to exist from this moment. I rise because I choose to. Right now, right here: I am the perfect being, the epitome of existence. I rise as the seed of mustard: more powerful and infinitely more vast than the kingdom of heaven. I am the supreme being. I create my own identity in this world of a million faces. You will not know me, and yet I will be present. Every time you see light I will be there in the shadow. A nameless faceless person to you, maybe: but someone who will hold the chains to your life: your joys and sorrows and happiness and pain. Nobody will know my face, my name or my sight: yet I shall dwell in this world as an untamed thundercloud. A lot is to come; a lot has to come and happen --- because I command them to. Wait and watch, O brethren... for this is just the beginning
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