To Whom Finally
10/22/2025
That and also there the others that had of known of it but loss and what it this the cross. The oldest magick in the world we found was bought and purchased with his blood we found and so spilled out upon the ground. Requirements for a world which came that there had of been but to him no other Name. Of which the other tongues had came and died as well much as it were a ceasing in his blood of it was before the Lamb was slain. How often though had we also known and so to his will it sown. Bought and purchased with his blood we found kept safely hid within the ground. That there unto self we had of died as well. The oldest magick in the world we found was bought and purchased with his blood it sound. Oh treasure hid and built within these earthen jars of stone, with them spirits filled bent upon his will. Though still in visions found that time would be no more as he once had said of days. Not as it were a stopping on our own of times but of all that simply was and is and is to come in this and of something in this divined. Much and as it were up and till the hands of God upon whose feet we often trod coming judgement rod of all that we kept and held so still. To him often burned and yet to him returned as of the waiting hours kept within the time upon the sands of watching there, soldiers waiting on the ground. Held upon us looking down his alone to bind and still and crown. Before whom we often fell up and till the hand of God. Bowing down not one would have lacked a mate it seems. Not of all the creatures he created with them to be the birds and wings of whom all nature renders and of him of it sing. Hope and faith made new that day hearts and fear along the way. That maybe he was not as good as seems he who walked within the field of dreams. Of all the magick that would have made you stop and wonder is hid within the book of Heaven. The curse no more it seemed but and for the field of dreams. The oldest magick in the world we found was but to give our life and lay it down, gemstones for his crown. To them that wished a happy ending waiting it is writ within the Book of Heaven. Bought and purchased with his blood he bought and held within he often taught that time would have been not as though we found hushed upon us looking down despised in this for but the crown. No hands around to bind or crown. Writ within his Word he said, the timing of the dead. And with him endless dread, ages waiting saints and angels bow before him. So how exactly does it end of course it ends in praise unto the One. Armies gathered waiting saints and angels stood around for the wedding that itself was happening. The bride so dressed in white it seemed not of her own good time but of the righteousness divine. All dressed in white sat down to eat and there was had there quite a feast. The Bridegroom also waiting of what had become to him his children. Dearer than himself it seemed for his bride so kept it well it quened. Lined up outside waiting without the door of Heaven. Saints and angels waiting, angels were attending, to him it was it seemed who wrote within the Book of Days. Kept us captive on the ways, fed and sustained us there always. He it was wrote within the Book of Days and kept us well for it our fathers till. At last there with his precious blood he shed a bought and purchased with his blood. A might to have so thusly to have and hold for all who leaving brought within this precious soil to have to hold till it is toil. This man there standing there once upon a cross it was there so looking down at the soldiers on the ground. Vision far off and seen so distant of a world so lost and pardon nearant. Something of the ground had shook that day a promise of the hope that herein lay. A coming of the judgment seen unto them he calls his queen. A laying down as it were the soldiers standing round that even if this world should herein be dissolved it is up and till the coming Son of God. As time so fell the saints and angels also swell that within the coming hand of God might would be his judgement rod, unto all that sought or claimed to take upon his name. That in this looking down there should be no other frame but and for them that claimed his name. Nowhere whereupon for us to fall bought and purched with his blood is all. Nowhere whereupon for us to call that in this be the field of stones made upon so fitly joined a bought and purchased with his blood always from without the world. That bought there fitly made so should be upon him stayed. A bought and living precious stones fit upon him known. Bought and for the field of bones fit upon him known. A fit upon the time a bought so upward chime, should in him their rest then find it had a bought and purchased with his blood. It found and there was held within the ground. Beggars surely waiting never up and till the coming day when God himself is made of clay. And that was enough we found always for today. God himself was made of flesh and bone and came and fashioned earth and stone. Of them all a coming soon always to this world he knew. Of the him whose work is tried God himself shall be always purified. That above them all it seems that there should be no other Name.