An Utmost of Scribes
HaShem there no surely! What utmost of habit have we in mistaking his glory. I mean in witness it had of been a long time thereof which is why perhaps we were trapped as we were at this stage. What with all the theatrics there thereof and the falling down as of men from the throne. In fact each time that name was mentioned there a swoon. A falling down fit almost unable to bear as it were the thought of his glory among us. Dear king Nebuchadnezzar had of had it along with the assistance thereof. For which all it had made the dearer in sight of the time though had we somewhat in mind perhaps the annointing thereof might not have been as so feciously given. Oh dear Lion thereof of the Lamb and all the others that came out at times. The people also were something of wonder. It was of this time that I had of learned how to fan. An attendant thereof much as I had taught at the time. Slave myself there surely servant of much of the same. The LORD that is perhaps not of the men. Though Potiphar surely as of the Father above had of gone missing perhaps in his love. Which is why when he came at last he had much to say of the time. Almost as though he had of known. What other thing was I to conclude in any way then. Though each night in a dream, why not then to follow the man who had claim on my lives and so as had servant of these of much of the time. That by the time Moses made mention among them quite a healthy business was booming of that of the slaves trickery invention whatever was made. The babies also I heard much distinct as it were. Of course sister you know all about that of course and also whatever else. On hearing a mention of the LORD though his face had of paled. HaShem upon hearing that name. No wonder in this he had of been grasped of the jinn. Surely for all his denials he had of knowledge there really or perhaps should have been had he really been listening of what of his fear. What with all itself the denieals thereof. Me on the other hand it had of gone on an awful long time. Where I was now I had found did not nobody knew or so I had thought all alone. For a long time did not nobody dream. Not me at least whatever the witness had spoken taken or in other ways talking. Soon there we fund a resumption of dreaming an unlocking of things as times had of his. From a look at their faces whatever of his. It was this quite before though not as of yet alone in the world. A trapping there surely from whatever had witnessed to long staring of focus drawn out between them and also the chasing of purpose. Safe to have said now of this time had been more wary urely learned there a lesson about now the men and it was one not forgotten there till the end. That some in this had of desired a soul thereof and still there the whole. Happiness surely as light tended towards the gardens thereof. In itself a renewal of time. That some had of wanted a soul and others had of not escaped from the whole. That in each mission a purpose in the life there he gave. Each heart in the garden it should have made way to receive. That there in the garden it should have been it for our time. That you should have known sister that you were the subject of the book that had fell to the floor. In the name of God there of course, HaShem now and trust there at least that whatever, most anything else. That sufficient the time whatever your hearts there and mine. In its place though had followed a rememberance surely of whatever else that we knew. From the tree of the knowledge of good and evil to the rest of the garden to the tree of life for the healing of the nations itself on both sides of the stream. Such as it had seemed at the time. A time surely when it would be no more as we knew.