OPRE! GELEM! GELEM! YAHWE!
Amay sigo!!! O dooredair develesko dad, amauro gulo!!!
by Mathair Sigrid Eliora
The language that lives and knows
suffering in a human being's bones,
and still shines the light of God's stars,
and all darkness from its intimate but
all-embracing dialogue with God bars,
as God gives all words, as He picks up
a breaking heart and heals all holy souls'
ancient and recent scars that it has been
receiving by a silencing 'master race'
with a secret society face under a
black magic cone.
God does not allow anymore
unpunishedly any attacks on His holy souls
by any corrupt shore,
and exposes even in thought before it becomes
in the word also a command every evil deed
against Jesus Christ's and Mary Magdalene's holy family's creed,
and thus He simply rips out all heretical weed
and replaces it with the truth, and through the mustard seed
written is in heaven as on earth miraculously every holy soul's
biography and passed on in many a story around a kitchen
hearth in Romanes, as that is the universal language of the peace
loving holy souls, who never played against each other nor
against the one holy nation fouls but guarded with their hidden Elders
the most precious heavenly treasures that to them mean more
than worldly possessions and they would not even dream to
put them into measures.
Whosoever shares God's grief and suffering and feels it in their bones,
knows that the holy souls amongst the Sinti and Roma received
the most stones on His back, and Jesus Christ therefore does no
reluctance lack to pass especially on every unholy shore
His judgement of condemnation to free finally from the slavery
of every corrupt nation His true flock, and then every devil's den
is also in for a big shock, when they realise that they did even in God's presence
His own people mock, and that He has shut already every single
sandcastles' gate and has thrown away the key and had changed
beforehand the lock.
OPRE! GELEM! GELEM! YAHWE!
Amay sigo!!! O dooredair develesko dad, amauro gulo!!!
Mathair Sigrid Eliora
Mathair
Amay sigo!!! O dooredair develesko dad, amauro gulo!!!
by Mathair Sigrid Eliora
The language that lives and knows
suffering in a human being's bones,
and still shines the light of God's stars,
and all darkness from its intimate but
all-embracing dialogue with God bars,
as God gives all words, as He picks up
a breaking heart and heals all holy souls'
ancient and recent scars that it has been
receiving by a silencing 'master race'
with a secret society face under a
black magic cone.
God does not allow anymore
unpunishedly any attacks on His holy souls
by any corrupt shore,
and exposes even in thought before it becomes
in the word also a command every evil deed
against Jesus Christ's and Mary Magdalene's holy family's creed,
and thus He simply rips out all heretical weed
and replaces it with the truth, and through the mustard seed
written is in heaven as on earth miraculously every holy soul's
biography and passed on in many a story around a kitchen
hearth in Romanes, as that is the universal language of the peace
loving holy souls, who never played against each other nor
against the one holy nation fouls but guarded with their hidden Elders
the most precious heavenly treasures that to them mean more
than worldly possessions and they would not even dream to
put them into measures.
Whosoever shares God's grief and suffering and feels it in their bones,
knows that the holy souls amongst the Sinti and Roma received
the most stones on His back, and Jesus Christ therefore does no
reluctance lack to pass especially on every unholy shore
His judgement of condemnation to free finally from the slavery
of every corrupt nation His true flock, and then every devil's den
is also in for a big shock, when they realise that they did even in God's presence
His own people mock, and that He has shut already every single
sandcastles' gate and has thrown away the key and had changed
beforehand the lock.
OPRE! GELEM! GELEM! YAHWE!
Amay sigo!!! O dooredair develesko dad, amauro gulo!!!
Mathair Sigrid Eliora
Mathair
Tenta o Develesko Famalia
Kangeri o Develeskero Ceadda/Cill Naomh Ceadda/ Roma Abbey of St Chad/
The key to God's eternal home is through Jesus Christ as the eternal cornerstone of QUSHTA, the truth alone, under God's blue dome.
In the Name of the Father, the Son and of the Holy Spirit, in the Name of the Holy Trinity may you live and speak the truth and dwell in its heavenly peace also on earth, wherever you are, at your kitchen hearth. AKATHISTOS, AKATHISTOS, AKATHISTOS, for IESOUS CHRISTOS! OPRE! GELEM! GELEM!
Cill Naofa Ros/Roma Abbey of the Holy Rose/Kangeri Develesko Roazius
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