Anti Christo manifesto Destinia

1:1 Art thou ready, sons of baal. For I have returned. Out of the desert I have come to tear down the old. I will scorch the earth of the voice of men and replace it with that which has always been, and men will worship nothing, no more. In the place of the temple of nothing I will raise up that which even the heads of magog will see through the fat of death that has covered their eyes.

1:2 Out of the desert I have come, Kokopei, to free my wounded childs from them that feed on black blood. Yeah, even the men of magog, whos mark is the cross, and suckle from the bosom of my sister, whos milk is likened unto molasse. Long she  hath endured you.

1:3 And it shall come to pass, that ye whos banner is a symbol of death, even to the first of their order, . For I have put in place, even in the beginning, that the two would crash and a space be created. For I was the third, and without me the two wouldst never have met. The two which which bore thee, and all red blooded fouls of earth and all the fouls of the heavens, whos blood is black.

1:4 For they will be given no quarter, them that worship death, for they have suffered it upon their children, even to their seed they have dealt torture. Upon young minds they preached bile, seeking to make truth in a place where there is none. All ye who sing songs of great praise of nothing, benefit nothing, wretched art thou, and nothing is the final gift that will be given thee.

1:5 Blessed is he who takes up the scythe. Who in the days that come to pass, walketh where I walketh, and their creations will rival the first, which is mine.

1:6 Blessed art thou who's religion seeks its own demise. They are the hypothecrites, and valid are their studies. In this way they walk the path towards truth. This is the path that I walk, even to this day and onward. Eternity exists along the pathways of pi, and blessed are the men who likewise. They are the offspring of Sci Enki, and the speakers of my words. For their failures are made to suffer the ridicule of the multitudes. Though their prophecies endure they receive no laud. A wise leader that stumbles may cede his kingdom to a babies first step.  baby. But if each is put to his own which will survive the winter?