The Folklore

In the beginning, a sense has drifted towards me. It was the great crusade of those who believeth, him, the king of the kings. The great of the mightest, his words of wisdom had swallowed me into eternity as if the water had fluctuated me into the drench , yea! It was all at the beginning when there is no yet enlightenment in my childhood. All in gray matter, “thou shalt” in a sense I wouldn’t do such a thing. I am the absence of being, from the basic to halt , the existence to extinction and a question towards philosophy. The principle of being a wanderer in his days of creation in genesis one. The mainstream of Christian Faith with regards to the admendments he’d once justified to Moses. The works of his temple — the gospeller, the healer, the baptised, the wanderers of land, the sinner, the drudger. The sons of sons by his son, down to the atlases of all creations once had I learned. This life’s chapter had brought so much grievance, sorrows, chaotic episode of existence necessarily the language of truth of his revelation. This is the passed tradition of culture–the own ways of life we carried once we were born, brought to phase of human existence and predictions to hold for another belongings.

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