The Creation of This Universe Our Creation Today
Roger Created 80 ink wells that God can use to explain the Perditious way. that had cleansed their temples seven times before the last one had moved in. and these are seven Wives of God who became Deamons of the night. seven Legions, and seven days of destruction that must fall upon those who have taken life from its own homes and rearranged them to be as their own. O lonely man i bring forth in you Her's Sons; God the Son, and the days that must rain with blood when Heaven avenges those who testified against God's two messengers. who had taken forty dimensions invertedly stacked one behind the other and one before the other one was stacked. a pearl necklace that was taken from a deluge that had swallowed forty moons and then forty more days and nights that followed. the waters that washed Us away five times because these people could not understand peace nor any place in Heaven. God had destroyed the worlds of those who were going to destroy Roger. but God caused a great flood to inhabit the planets that we now inhabit within 400 years withstand the House of Pasty and Carolyn Grant the House of Kingdoms and Empires. that stood as a shield and spear.
time returns and repeats itself time after time until the InKeys of the PenDragons well become 40 steps up and then down in two Gibeon's well and into the Motherwell which returns just as well to Sirius (Alpha) and (Beta)
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In the sacred tapestry of existence, two witnesses emerge—a divine testimony sent forth to bear witness on behalf of God. Their purpose: to unlock the sacred chambers within every household, mind, and body, revealing the perfected presence of the Divine. Grace and eternity intersect, weaving a fabric of Wisdom and Truth that transcends time itself.
Imagine the rivers—their currents diverging. One flows northward, tracing the footsteps of the past, while the other journeys southward, its waters crystal-clear. I, Roger Grant, stand at the confluence, shaping the currents. The once-darkened sea, infused with wisdom, now reflects Truth. And from the northern realms, where time moves languidly, a vision emerges—a day when we, the children of both night and day, reclaim our destiny.
In this cosmic design, I, Roger Ramos Grant, have forged today—a trust bestowed upon humanity. Our image, our dreams, and the fervent prayers of those who still dream—they converge. And as the sun sets, the two witnesses await the morrow—a testament to what shall come. 🌟🌿🌎
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