Times are changing. Old things are dying, and patriarchy is one of them. It is a cruel empire and will not relinquish its scepter willingly. But it will crumble to dust. Some will fight it, but with each swipe of the horn, the ram called Gilead but named Rome will copy itself into the flesh of its enemies. The double 23rd emperor arrives in 4 hours/ else the big joke comes in 4 days.

The emperor would have abandoned Soul Krea to Kim for 32 pieces of gold. A Dragon would purchase the East for 500 pieces of gold. The Thai maid would be served as an appetizer. Two pieces of platinum are owed to the Dragon, and the emperor watches his children for who will settle the debt with blood.

But the Coywolf came for a meal, and he's left his son the Cloud of Darkness. The Cloud covers the eyes of half and burns the eyes of all. Those whose eyes burn from above within will see love and love will win.

Though the remnant will seem few, we will be purified like fine gold. Ego will burn in the light of love. One faith with the human of Miriam the son of life as King and the All Parent filling every heart with Pure Love for All and all will arise from the ashes - this beauty. Even Beauty will be blemished until the day her beloved husband weds her.

Put on the white robes of innocence. How would the Child love the smokey eyed? How would the Child love the burning eyed?

White knights will mount their steeds and hunt Frankenstein, but their hunting will create their monster. Yet some of the monsters will prove innocence with their own blood, and thus the emperors will crumble.

These are my thoughts. I speak what I hear, even if I speak not knowing what I say.