Friday, April 29, 2016

Saints were sent there, to notice, a vision in the sky






Saints were sent there, to notice, a vision in the sky



by Nicole Page-Smith











And then, there were trees in the forest. Her Divinity was known. The garden called her by name and she was one with the trees and, the roots of the Earth, in the garden. She was grown. Her name was Daphne for she was Venus. The love of the forest bore her worth for she was the Nymph goddess. Trees are in love with the forest but do not tell the snake. Knowing trees, oh love, oh forest, oh. Trees do know their worth in the Earth of God as God told them so. And creatures were there in the forest that night. Minerva was called for the Vices to flee and do not travel light. As the world travelled around and we walked through her forest, God held our hand. Daphne, tell me, where you are going so, swift of foot. Whose pursuit do you earn? Try another of the huntress maid, for Dianna is already wed of the moon, by night. Apollo was in hot pursuit that wedded night of bliss. Her nature was not of the tree, wedded braid. Daphne was true Mother Nature's bride and her nature was not to wed. We are of nature, Mother, bride. Her realm was not human and Daphne was of the plant. Leaves befall her.












All around there was peace in the forest. The trees were pillars of strength like prehistoric architecture and archaic temples of another name. Gods frequented the forest and assumed hybrid forms. Plants where of the leaf. All the creatures were of the tree. Insects assumed another breed than previously discovered so, butterflies were as big as humans and sometimes bore a human face or human legs and other such limbs. Pans lived there, in the forest, too, but they were hidden from view. The silence of the forest was observed by night where, only a few screech owls could be heard. Other night creatures occasionally foraged for food but were quiet and well aware not to be noticed. The Divine realm of the gods was only noticed by other gods and humans seldom entered. Gods lived there in peace and tranquility with the other creatures of the forest. Plants asked you by name.













In the garden of imaginings, the Saint walks on. Sphinxes lived there with other flying creatures. The Pegasus and the Chimera were like something from a dream. Monsters, gods and creatures, often related, came into being and not often do gods enter the human realm even in dream. As Saint Mary Magdalene entered her garden, Sirens flew past. Harpies and Sibyls were also noticed with howling gales brought in by storm winds. An imagined time brought on by the forces of nature in the Spirit have a mirage of your own internal turmoil brought forth by God and the Devil. Gods, deities and creatures not from this realm are there to advise you. God's turmoil with the Saint exorcises the Devil and demons from the deep recesses of the abyss of human emotion, are given an exit route. To find God is to find yourself and God places a Saint on God's pathway. Gardens live in the stars and we are their reflection. The oasis of a garden of life takes you to the wilderness for contemplation and there you rest awhile. The storms and the wind blow on though you. Love knows no other home other than the contemplation of the Spirit. A Spirit's life is to drift with the wind and Saints are to find, the Spirit of God, in the wind. The Spirit of Saint Mary Magdalene walks on through and God took her to the wilderness to find his love.












Saints were often known to have dreams placed in their minds by God or visions of the Devil and the Evil to contemplate trespass. Monster and hybrid forms were quite often thought to be from the Divine realm but in early Christian mythology both mixed. So, Chthonic gods sometimes known as demons interbred with Earth gods. Other gods also assumed human form like in Ancient Greece with Zeus and Hera or Apollo, the winged messenger. Indications of the Devil in a book came in the form of illustrations of an early account of medicine where quite often the Devil was associated with bad breath or the more visual diseases allowed to fester without medication. Early paintings on the subject of Saints and an interpretation of the Devil allowed visual artists the medium of a similar notation, presumably often in accordance to their doctrine or religion. Many other religions trespass a need for animal gods all too human. Festivals of harvest are often the celebration where an animal mask or headdress in donned. Festivals, food related nonetheless. Blessing ceremonies are interpreted and reinterpreted until beasts become friendly but the dream was to inform God. Visionaries, Saints and oracle workers were of a similar nature, their message had to be reinterpreted. Little did people not Divine the oracle, they were the oracle to Divine. We all know the Devil.












The eyes of God are upon us, said the Devil. Monsters and Devils are alike, snaky, one eyed and crossed they ride the whale. Bounded by their creature like appearance, jealousy drove them on. Once beauties turned god. Often creatures sung the muses to a seaside grave. Ships were of the night. Spirits fly on. We hear a whaling when we are gone it is a whinnying call. The Siren sent her call. The eyes of Saint Mary Magdalene were but of seven but she saw three creatures of a monsterly proportion in the wilderness, her pathway was near. They engaged with her but only a wise saw forth and advised her. We trespass in knowing the life of a Saint. Gods and monsters were jealous of her as of each other, for hideous proportions, turned ugly, a monstrous breath. Sin is to be retrieved in the wilderness. Universes past her and the monsters rode the whale. Stars were noticed for gods, the creatures turned Divine and now in the sky for view. Saints went sent there, to notice, a vision of the sky.

















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Thursday, April 21, 2016

Stars follow us all the way to Heaven






Stars follow us all the way to Heaven



by Nicole Page-Smith











Saint Mary Magdalene walked the line, a blessed ascension to God. When Saints are taken  to God they are taken to Heaven and a visionary path of the stars. No longer does God endure the Saint with earthly concerns. The Christian love is severe and quite often occurs after a Saint is made to confront human Evil. God takes a Saint to the garden of their heart and shuts the garden gate, quietly, behind them, for no further trespass of human Evil and the snake has to find another home. Sin knows no place with Evil. Love knows no place with a Saint in the garden of Heaven, for God is love for a Saint. The Saint is taken to the garden of love, for God is love. Saints only know the love of God. God bless Saint Mary Magdalene.












The pathway of the Saint is a blessing of the Earth, they tread. Knowledge of the Earth is a blessing, too. They know no knowledge for they are wed. Saints are married to the church, to God and to themselves. Marriage is high up in Heaven, for a Saint, for they are wed. To be married to the heavens is a blessings and the stars from the heavenly abode is all a Saint would know in their heart. Saints only see the stars. When you are taken to God and anointed, you are blessed. Stars light your pathway, in Heaven, for we are Heaven, in the stars. You are given your pathway at birth but traditionally a Saint would know no Heaven for a Saint is Heaven and Heaven for the blessed. The ring of stars on a Saints head do guide the way like a torch light in the dark and we are blessed in the darkness to find light, the light of God. God prevail. 












In the garden of God there is light, the pale blue light of Heaven and God allows us to see it daily, the light of the sky but few people notice. You mention the clouds exist in the sky and few people are illuminated. Clouds pass over us every day and leave a shadow. Did you notice the sky, today? The pale blue light, of God in the garden, is the subtle light you may notice the plants to shine under. Animals, gods and creatures alike do have their special places in the garden or the light of God and you notice a pet cat in the garden in the late Sun of the afternoon. Human beings are quite often aroused at dawn. As the Earth spins on the axis and night is taken over by day, the Earth glows in the rising dawn and after sunrise with Mother Nature showing us her presence, the gentle light of God, seeps into your garden. We show her our face.














The pathway of a Saint is a treacherous one. Saint Mary Magdalene was taken to the garden of Heaven. We see the garden of virtue and vice as blessed by God but our heart knows little else other than virtue. God tempts us with vice for we are all too human. The Devil lives in your garden and is a tree, and a snake. Gods describe the vices in your heart but every vice has a virtue to withhold. The Saint walks on and past and, through you. We are taken to a contemplation of the stars lighting up a heavenly garden as though all that is nature has a different purpose for the gods and a Divine purpose for God. The Spirit is taken to the garden as though a heavenly death has blessed you. Trees are reflected there with the flowers and the bird's wing. The stars are reflected in a pathway in your heart. To be taken to the garden of your heart, God has you walk there and it is a trodden path. You follow your star path like a predestined roadmap. We are cloaked where we are clothed.













In the garden of Heaven we are clothed in stars for we are stars for God in his garden. Stars shine where our pathway lay. We see a pathway to God as God provides a pathway to Heaven. The vision of God is upon us in Heaven, he is our guiding light, for he saw Heaven. Saints walk the line and a pathway is set for them with the vision of God. The vision of God was Heaven for he saw and he saw the light was his light in Heaven. God is Heaven. The light of the pathway seen is the beautiful trespass of God. He saw the stars and the star path followed on. Stars are bathed in our light for we are the light of God. The star path is euphoric for we saw the stars all around us in Heaven. Heaven is the pathway you walk on for it is the pathway of the stars. Saints walk that way and we follow their lead. Stars follow us all the way to Heaven.


















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Friday, April 15, 2016

Stars guide you






Stars guide you



by Nicole Page-Smith











Human beings are born mortal and the immortal nature of the Divine realm of God is our temptation. Earth is our pleasure and Sacred is our love for God. The saintly path of a Saint is their garden path. The star path of a Saint is the human being. Saint Mary Magdalene was the Saint rewarded for her penitents and the skull was her reward. We die for the love of God and we die for the skull. A contemplation of the penitents of Christ is our human reward in the garden of death. Christ died for the Sin of man. The Saint's life is for a Christian pathway to follow. Saint Mary Magdalene stood alone in the garden of Christ. God was needed in the garden for death is found in the garden of love.













To contemplate the Crucifixion is to refer to the heart. Saint Mary Magdalene walked in her garden of love. Christ lived in the garden and the Cross, is what we bear, for his Sin. Christ, in the garden of love, is what we live for, for the love of others. Gods will take you there, to the garden of love and God lives there, in the garden of your heart. The Spirit of God is the virtue in the garden. Death is our only vice for death lives in the garden. The gods are there to guide our pathway and dance for the love of Spring. We are, graced, by God and our spiritual love, to take us to a contemplation of death, is the love of the Lord. All nature is our reward and when you look at nature to drift your mind as far as it can reach before it departs consciousness and matter drifts like stardust to the stars or the residue on our breath vaporizes, you have reached God and the Spirit. Gods take you there, too, on a journey through your mind, to the heart's garden, where, we are blessed to love and our Spirit is blessed to die.














Birds fly through the garden like gods on a mission of love. The Spirit of the wind takes your breath away. Spring gods, spring up like flowers in full bloom. The garden comes alive and trees talk to the field mice while forest birds call their name. Flora is the Pan of thought and Zephyr is her aid, Jupiter for the flowers, and Venus for her, too. Pans and Fauns appear like butterflies, and Fauna was her name. The goddess and the gods are maiden alike. Hercules makes his appearance for his bride. Green and the trees are for the Season, Mother Earth, observes. Nothing is too golden for the heavenly maid. We cheer and love to cheer for Spring and the gods do tell. For gods of love and springs of another name, the fertile goddess, appears. Flowers appear all around Flora and Fauna, for Venus to notice and trees tell her another name. God bless the Spring Season.















We bless the Saint and on, Saint Mary Magdalene, walked through her contemplation. The Crucifixion and Christianity were born of the new year of Christ, thou be his name. Every two hundred years, the idea is addressed. We are reminded of the Saints in the stars and this vision is our Christian pathway, the way of the Saints. Virtue can be found in the garden. The garden of Christ is similar to the garden of Saint Mary Magdalene, both were in penitents for their suffering so, one had to contemplate the other. Agony in the garden is a recent interpretation or the life of Jesus, in the garden, in the New Testament. We are tortured by his heart, the heart of, Jesus, a heart that knew no Sin and Saint Mary Magdalene appears to be tormented by the life of her companion, Christ, whose heart only knew love, the love of God. Christ's life was one of suffering. Saint Mary Magdalene walked the pathway and although, the Crucifixion, of Christ, would have pierced the Saint's heart, through, Saint Mary Magdalene's penance was death, death in the garden of Christ. The pathway of the Saint was set.
















Death in the garden is the pathway we trespass, our penance for loving Christ and being Christian human beings. The love of Christ is the deep understanding of the love of God, in a Christian way and embraces our heart. In the garden, where the Saint would find her pathway, the heart would be taken to a mystical union with God. Stars light up the pathway to a Saint. Saint Mary Magdalene needed to consider the love of Christ to take her heart to him. Angels hold the heart of Christ, in Heaven. We walk through the garden in the pain of knowing of the suffering of the heart in love with God. The Spirit is taken to love in the garden. When, night equals day and starlight is all you see in the garden, the birds, help, elevate your heart with flight like angels. The light of the Sun is resplendent and the sound of the birds, talks to your Spirit. God is the angel of love in the heart and your direct access to Heaven. A journey your pathway is on takes you to the garden and stars guide you.



















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Friday, April 8, 2016

The Spirit of God is amongst us






The Spirit of God is amongst us



by Nicole Page-Smith











The Saint walks on. Saint Mary Magdalene walks her pathway and this is the pathway of a Saint. The Saint Mary Magdalene observed the skull and her penitents. To contemplate death is to find the garden and the garden is death. For a Saint the garden of the heart is God and traditionally this equalled the church. The church is the house of the Lord and to find God is to find your self but for God and for a Saint, to find the church, is to find death. We find God on a Christian altar and this nominates the Crucifixion, and the death of Jesus Christ, he died for our Sins. We find death at the side altar as this place nominates Mary. We find death is Christian sermon as you are blessed. We walk the pathway of a Saint. God sent Saint Mary Magdalene out to the wilderness to contemplate her own death and for some Christians this would mean the confinement of a penitent's cell. Humble cloth is contemplation. 












We have identified with our spiritual self in the garden with the gods from the beginning of a recorded history. In early cave paintings, animal gods were drawn on the cave walls as a reflection of what was sacred to the human beings, who lived in a particular region, often suggesting the food eaten in the local area. Other identification with the Seasons and the gods who blessed the food, the grain or the earth and the Season often required an animal/human appearance with symbols from the celestial sphere especially for the Ancient Egyptians. Sacred gods with a shared hybrid celestial view are popular to other religions from Hindu to Buddhism and ancient primitive cultures. The sacred Christian garden is trespassed by the gods of the heart for all humans appear to continually share a need to celebrate the Earth. We dance the life. At the beginning of time there was creation.












God came out of the mountain to create the Earth. A garden was created for creation. The garden of earthly delights still lives in our hearts as gods and humans lived peacefully together, there. Gods took our hearts to Universes and planets of love while the stars noticed who we were in the cosmos. The garden of creation was idyllic for love and human beings were created there, to enjoy God's heart. The garden is created every Spring, by God, the gods and faithful gardeners. We notice plants and the Seasons while the birds communicate, God in the garden. Gods speak of the Vice and Virtue of the garden path of being a human being while trees branch out through you heart. The tree of life is the tree of Virtue and divinely formed creatures live in the garden, gods tell you this, in your heart. The matter of the heart is for gods to tell and we separate the two. In the garden of creation, God was made.












Saints walked through and God wanted to reproduce himself in the earthly form of human love. Spiritual love is obtainable in Christianity. Divine beings live in your garden and angels fly with your heart to the love of God. Gods speak of your heart and take your Spirit through the passage of death, the passage of time related to our life reflects on the history of our beginning and origins. We slowly crumble to the matter of the essentials and then, crumble to dust. Our cosmic relationship to the planet assumes the stars. Everything is evolving and revolving with the cycles of the Universe and we relate this to the garden to be noticed with the Seasons. Divine gods have always represented our heart, passions and love of earthly matters. The matter of the heart is Divine and that is why God is involved. God does include your heart and love in the garden is love in the garden of creationism. Gods mainly represent the passage through death and our spiritual life. Love in the garden is the love of your heart.












The passage of Saint Mary Magdalene was through death and her first witness was the Crucifixion of Christ, the next was the witness of the Lord and contemplation to follow was penitents or the witness of her own death by witnessing the self. A contemplation of love in the garden is the witness of a Saint. God died in the garden for our love and his vain was the Lord Jesus Christ as Christ was Crucified in the garden of Christ. Christ died for our Sin and God died for our love. The Spirit of the Lord, then, sent, Saint Mary Magdalene, into contemplation, the penitents of the skull. The Spirit of God is amongst us. God died for our love and then, Saint Mary Magdalene entered her garden. The garden was Saint Mary Magdalene's heart and here lived Christian virtue. Gods represent our vice, the human element of the heart. Death is our only vice.

















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Friday, April 1, 2016

In the dream of the Saint






In the dream of the Saint



by Nicole Page-Smith










In your garden you are a tree for a Saint. Devils beat at your dress with a temptation. Demons live in the the garden along with angels and the gods trespass your Sin. Saint Mary Magdalene walks on. Stars hurtled through her mind as comets rested for she was a Saint. God takes Saints to the garden. Traveling along a star path as old seers and mystics were tending to do, Saints find their pathway traversed and this is the pathway of a Christian Saint. Gardens are the star path through your heart. Gods appear in Spring to inform you of your new worth and every creature celebrates the nature of God. Sin in the garden can be earthly delight for Christian virtue, we are a delight for God. Demons and thriving snakes with the turmoil of vice and glory, angel days, twist and, turn, in a primal swamp of virtuous fever, in the garden. You can be trees and wind and, lightening storm, of beating rain like hail beating against your window while your garden gods are oblivious to the elements. God needs you to walk on. Emotional Sin is not to be trespassed in the Christian garden.














As the old history ornament quietly ages and disintegrates away, the wood dries to a crisp. The sculpture of Saint Mary Magdalene sits restored in the museum housed after a perennial flood. Wood like stone eventually return to dust, the dust of the Earth and memory blows away in the wind. In our minds and hearts the memory of the Saint lives on. Before written verse and the art of writing, fireside conversations would have passed the word of God. Our hearts need to reach the Saint so our Spirit can be elevated in an ascension service to God. Saints are all too human and our heart is a martyred Saint. We seem to need the stories of the bible as they speak to our heart of humanity, the image of Saint Mary Magdalene was a popular image amongst the humanists of old and the Saint spoke of the artist's portrayal of Christian worth. Most of the biblical stories simply speak of the life of the human being and there were twelve apostles. As Christian images are doted on, loved and adored by the hoards and crowds of Christian visitors, the artists of worth are remembered. Much adorned is the image of a Saint.














Gods live there, too. The planets were named after gods for they pertain to a cycle. The Greeks and Romans who named the planets were referring to the Seasons and the planting of the field. Stars and the star patterns in the sky, were the guide for planting your crops. Gods were called on for advising out everything the human being needs, to the point with some observers of ancient writing suggesting Ancient Greeks and Romans, continually looked upwards to gods in the sky. Gods also frequent your garden in Spring. The Earth spins on an axis so, various planets in particular parts of the world have an influence in your garden but, as we have Spring on one side of the planet Earth and Autumn on the other, various planets influence your garden. Ancient Greek literature saw the gods appear as earthly creatures and often a hawk portrayed Zeus sending a message or earthly elements like lightening blessing you from the sky. We walk though the garden.














Other sculpture representations of the Saint Mary Magdalene saw the Saint covered in the fur of an animal. God gave the Saint the coating of an animal to protect her and so the Saint could rest in the garden. In other interpretations the Saint stands naked with long, draping, hair, to cover the Christian Saint in the garden of Christ, she stands there, unobserved. We look at stars that way. The church altars bearing the name, Saint Mary Magdalene, where, there, for the representation of Moses, for he bore the horns and the Saints walk on. The representation of the Virgin bore her Cross and churches present the evidence. The Christian life of the Saint is for Christ and Saint Mary Magdalene witnessed the Cross. Witnessing the Cross bares ascension. The contemplation of the skull gave the Saints their Christian way. Christ bore the tongue, the Cross and his Christian feet. We walk that way, the way of Christ and the way of the Christian Saint. In her garden there are creatures of ascension and in the glory of God we see them all. There were blue birds and green creatures of a tropical nature. Orange and purple were the reign of the day. Yellow, indigo and violet were a treat. A few streaks of red saw Saint Mary Magdalene honor her garden. We were blessed that day.















In the garden the gods do trespass. Gods triumph and Virtue is abound. Gods fly like the birds and Vice is to be expelled. In a garden, so high up, to where the angels, nest like birds, in the trees, the garden, so imagined of angelic and spiritual worth, takes you to a place, ancient in history. You would imagine the garden would not have changed in the history of time. Horses would have wings in poetic flight. Sphinxes fly angelically like gods. Centaurs and Pans are there for worth. Enormous Serpents have human faces or human forms have trunks and elephant ears for a head. The snaky headed god shows her face to the tree god and the deer headed huntress passes through. Wolf headed and hawk wing gods pay a visit while other gods rest in the Earth. Sirens live there, too and point to the sea. In the dream of the Saint, we walk our pathway.


















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Friday, March 18, 2016

Stars race through Saints






Stars race through Saints



by Nicole Page-Smith















In the garden of virtue we have angels of mercy. The Saint walked her pathway. Flora resides there, to talk to the flowers. Trees are welcome in the garden for the fruit. Mercury has picked the fruit. Venus saw the world go around for another festival Season. Sometimes a gentle breeze blows in the gardens of Spring. Divine creatures are noticed at the water's edge. Nymphs are the goddesses of love for the garden trees and plants of nature. When, love occurs in the garden of Spring, you see the starlight and God blesses the garden. The Saint walks on. Stars are seen at night and Saint Mary Magdalene walked through her garden, alone. The stars, God provided for view, in the garden of love, in the sky or Heaven, the Saint held her heart in view. We wander a pathway. On the edge of the world Saints travelled far and they travelled the Christian way. Stars guide you to your garden.












In the garden we are graced, the three in one is a gracing by God. Three places are we graced, by the tree, by the tree's friend, the flower and by the flower's companion, a gentle breeze. Beware of Chloris. New Spring is the new growth. The graces three appear in the garden to grace the Earth for new have fallen. The graced dead are that of Heaven. Heaven is the garden in Springtime. We are graced by virtue, chastity, charity and the love of the earth. Springtime in the garden is the goddess Flora and she grows of the Earth for she is Flora. The underworld within the Earth is where the flowers Spring, trees come forth there, too and the gentle breeze spreads pollen with the delicacy of a bee's wing. God provides Earth and Flora, for she is graced. The god of love is also, the god of the garden and Venus is in full view. The Saint Mary Magdalene walked through, to bless the Earth, for her star path was noticed and this was her duty to God. In Spring, you will notice the Saint in the sky for the Saint Mary Magdalene is now part of Heaven. Cycles of the Earth perform virtue. We are graced.












Butterflies are found there and so are their wings. God left other pairs of butterfly wings in his heavenly Divine garden for angles to place on gods. Is our vice to be human? The gods live in your garden like potted plants. Spirits of Spring fly around like the birds and are noticed in the birds. We walk through the joyous garden and see the glorious nature as it speaks to our heart. The gods rise and fly through you. Birds flying through you would make you feel ephemeral and Spirit form. When birds fly through you, you are blessed. Saints walk to your heart and through you with their love of God. Gods notice the stars in you and God only recognizes Heaven, we are all starlight to God. The stars pass through you in Heaven with starlight. As we fly and travel through our garden as if by night or by day traveling through the Universe with the planets and stars racing through us, we are blessed by our angel. Saints walk their pathway.











Stars race through our heart until the time we are blessed. Universes are for us to walk on. Do you walk that way? We walk our pathway as if through our planet rock and starlight hits us in the face. We are a planet Earth like an old star crumbling to dust and stars crumble as we walk. Rocks are our reflection as they reflect starlight and Heaven is the stars. Saints are blessed and taken to God as they only see starlight in their garden. We walk with the stars and they walk with the Saints. Night becomes day. Stars appear to travel to Heaven as though we project stars to God. Our thoughts must emanate starlight for heavenly angels. Divine thoughts translate God from starlight and stars are like angels in Heaven. Saints walk amongst the stars. In our heart's garden, we see the love of God. Wings are as though through stardust and the rustle of the breeze. Light reflects all around and the plants reflect the leaves. Walking through is for us all and we walk our star path. Trees in your garden live in starlight. Divinely your heart reflects the sky. Gardens are thoughts for your heart to enter starlight as gods and God live in your garden. We are, blessed by the stars and Saints walk through you, to another Universe, of God.












Stars hit you like comets in the face. Shooting stars, burn through you and you are blinded, by your inner light, of God, while, Saints, walk on by. You are a moon face to God. We beam and the stars shine in the night sky. When, you have found your garden, the stars race through you at night. There is darkness during the day. Stars travel through you as though you are another Universe. God needed Saint Mary Magdalene to find herself in the garden and stars took her there, to the garden of the heart and that is death. A, contemplation on the Saintly life, of God, is a contemplation of the sacrificial body or death. We walk in the garden of Christ. The stars walk with you. Pathways are for you to walk along. We walk in tongues. We walk in feet. We walk in two. We walk in three. We walk for God. Are there ears and tongues in your garden for the Lord? The owls fly past your moon on a graveyard lit night. The Devil sings your song. We are talking about death in the garden. Stars race through Saints.

















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