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I lit a lamp in my house.
It was a bright light like the nights long ago.
I sit there on the floor crying.
"Oh, dear God, what have I done?"
It was a fun time watching the cult from day to day that I began to feel the excitement go into me. Over and over again I began to believe that I sat with the cult.
I sat with them writing non sense out in the open.
At night, their fires burn the night into hell.
I began to wonder what Mother has plan for me.
It was there that I began to eat and eat.
Time eats it's self.
I think that being impressive is such horror.
That night, it was hard to distinguish Sex and Rape.
I had the upmost desire to go in and "partake" in the cults love for God.
"Oh yes! I love you! Iloveyou god!"
I took myself on a journey. A journey yes
I was to be taken to the cult's truth.
"The Truth"
And oh it was so magnificent!
It was!
It was love!
It was me!
I love it!
I kiss it!
Such intense passion. The truth was not a man, woman, or thing or gun or soul or cowboy or ororororororororororororororororororororororororororororororororororoorrrororo














































It was something that We first discovered.