THE WINTER WIND SCATTERS THE ASHES

AND BRINGS SPRING

He is a man possesed by the Lucirferian complex believing he is God. He is a self-consuming destroyer. He is consuming the souls of those who submit to him.

He is one to be pitied, but never feared. Though he can kill our bodies, he cannot touch us without our permission. Fear creates hatred which makes us vulnerable.

He is very difficult to love. He is thrust upon us to teach us. We observe. We learn. We restrain emotion. We pray he will be protected from himself, wishing him no unnecessary harm.

In his current condition he is destined to consume himself in a raging fire. This cannot be our concern. Only he can save himself, yet we pray he be touched by the Spirit of Truth.

No uninvited harm comes to us, though our bodies may have difficulty. We eternal spirits cannot be harmed.

Our lessons are tough. This is why we are here. We are learning. We will prevail. No difficulty lasts forever.

We must prepare ourselves while here for a real struggle, perhaps more difficult than we expect. There are many of us, We work together.

Once more, we are destined to prevail. Never forget.

Once his ashes are scattered, he is no more.