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I have seen it with my own eyes. A vagabond capable of such love. Such comprehension, but also with animosity. I have seen the vagabond the vital piece to our reckoning. Peaceful with their own gaze. A work of art in their own name but hard and dark times are ahead. This vagabond I have seen will bring order to all. Kindred and men alike. It has a secret. A secret that will destory our fabric of existence that speaking its very words will colapse the world around our eyes for this secret must come to pass. A secret that will seal the fate of five. A secret that will combine the mass of worlds and not just one world but many. Many planets alike in their own way. A colision will occur with all these converging timelines. Many faces will look the same. Many words spoken would have been spoken before. Lives that have been lived many times.
This vagabond has seen its work. The great unfolding. It has created much with the sllick of its words and the slightness of its mind. The vagabond will wish to undo the great horror but I will speak to you now. Much pain will come, you will wish you have not come to this strange world of great talent and thought. There is a plan for you. You must watch the events to unfold to feel the warmth in your breast. To feel the longing that you have wished for so long. You will be torn apart to be put back together in many forms and idealologies. You will become one with the creator. You will become a creator yourself and through all the torment and torture you will see that the creator has intended all this to happen.
You will soon walk on golden shores. You will not faint when you hear the people speak your name in such content for you are a vital piece in the ever building puzzle that has graced us with its presence. You will hear the music that you have loved to grace your life with. Long and perilous events will have to unfold for you to reap your reward. A harvest that will take a millennia in many shapes and sizes. You are the final piece, yet you are the beginning and the end. God itself will shudder in your own wake for you are God’s greatest creation. God's favorite. God’s outcast.
Surely you will quiver with this never ending task. Everyone will speak your name. Right here in this world is where you belong along with those that will come to pass. Eternity is only a creation of God’s will yet you will have it tenfold. Nobody will undertand this reckoning, nor will they begin to comprehend the cogs in the machine for it is God’s will. You will be encased in the divide and all will wish they stood where you once did.
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