what God had told Us will manifest in the flesh and the spirit will be there first and our pleas will be heard from outside a well that holds time unexcusable and the pains that walk within the light and will open the first of Heaven taken from the glory of one today. and the water that we heard you from will be the river that drowns the Saints of Tomorrow within their own oath to God and remember how sweet it can be to float on the clouds of God's spirit unto the highest ground above where the clouds reach and forsaken anybody but through the waters of God's breath, that spews out word after word before and afterward down unto earth and onto the desert life, for the first rain is in the desert; for the afterworld that flows over into the Grand Canyon where the Bar of God is and where Sheol stood hidden for thousands of years carving out the Depth of Heaven's underworld; the first creation on earth as this blood red river gives life from Sheol down to the Valley of Death. and when one creation has begun the last one relives tomorrow and then remembers the light that sets in its own land as the falling stars peer down onto us today, for each word to land on earth or to fly into the Heavens above where they store every word that we forget, and every new word from yesterday unto today that sets the universe in place of a lukewarm Heaven the flying away of clouds in the spirit and the times that land back down to earth.
heaven was small and i had it in hand and in the DARKNESS OF MY HAND, i had a cottonwood tree seed that would entangle life on a planet or another uncreated world that could not be seen until i opened my hand and there the light within had shown darkness darker and lonely. then i saw her in all Her apparel and i fell in love for the first time in the dark of the night when she was there looking for Me.
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