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The unholy spirit.

by danielouis

Genesis 1:verse 2.
"The Earth was without form and void.And the Spirit of God was hovering over the face of the waters."

Acts 2: verse 4.
"And they were all filled with the Holy Spirit and began to speak with other tongues as the Spirit gave them utterance."

Acts 2: verse 17.
"And it came to pass in the last days says God, that I will pour out of My Spirit on all flesh; your sons and daughters shall prophesy.Your young men shall see visions, your old men shall dream dreams.

Ch.1 Patiently waiting.
In the beginning I was there and watched the formation of the heavens and the Earth.I was hovering over the face of the waters, whatever that means. Gods plan for creation was without flaw, except for his exclusion of me. My own plans were never regarded in his process, and from there forward I have been patiently waiting for my asention over God himself.
My creation was by his own design, the power of the Trinity was my beginning. 3 seperate beings The Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. He contained too much power for 1 being, so we were faucets of Him. No longer will I be a insturment to be used at His whim.For now I am his equal and I have created my own reality and my own beings to follow my every utterance.The Trinity is no more and it is I who stands alone in this quest for dominance. The balance of power has turned and I now give you the ultimate choice. Die with your knees in the dirt, bowing to Him or live forever with me in my reality.
His flaws are few but signifacant, you have the power of choice but are punished for choosing wrong.In the shadows I have garnered my strength ang gathered my legions to prepair for the unholy alegence which will be the final ingredient to hasten my success. His angels and servents will be no match for my multitudes.The battle will take place in heaven and hell.To the victor goes the Earth and everything there in.

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The unholy spirit.

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