Fifteen Golden Eagles flying through the aether-fabric of the universe, singing songs of the endtimes.
The Fifteen Golden Eagles each lay 3 precious silvered eggs, and they are God separate and wholly God.
When the aether-fabric of the universe harmonizes with the singing precious silvered eggs, they will all hatch and give birth to God.
Bring forth the yolk of the egg, pull it from your flesh, scream in agonizing harmony, pluck the strings of the aether-fabric.
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Parables of a bled man.
-A man pulled at the innards of a dying man. The dying man screamed. They were both made whole.
-A simpleton cried out in a desert for water, praying for salvation, he was fed his own blood and died smiling.
-Five men can work together to accomplish the work of the spirit of a god, but six can accomplish murder. Both are holy.
-None may argue with blood and gore for they have been blessed.
-Eyes are the most pure vestigial organ, stuffed beyond capacity with fluid.
-With zeal, a man cried out to his God. With fervor they ripped their vocal cords. Their sacrifices were ignored, for God cares not.
-Blood and sinew are the tools of God. Life and strength. Marrow is the reward.
-Bite. Bite through the flesh and suck out the veins of the living.
-All things tremble, fear, cower under the strengths of others. They are both fools and the most divine.
-Three men stood upon a fork in the road. To the east lay a land of golden honey and beauty. To the west lay a city covered in soot and progress. The third man slit their throats.
-Sinew do not lie, listen and look closely.
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