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the secret history of the world

It is in the holy flow of Created Time 1:13 PM Friday afternoon. It rained ice pellets this afternoon/hail stones. Winter is quickly approaching.

I picked up these used books while out this morning-

"The Secret History Of The World As Laid Down By The Secret Societies" by Mark Booth

"The Gate" biography by Francois Bizot

"The Night Of The Gun: A Reporter Investigates The Darkest Story Of His Life. His Own" Memoir by David Carr

"Selkirk's Island: The True and Strange Adventures of the Real Robinson Crusoe" by Diana Souhami

"Psyche" A Novel Of The Young Freud by Peter Michalos

"Art and Lies: A Piece For Three Voices And A Bawd" fiction by Jeanette Winterson (This is a hardback edition whereas I have already an old paperback edition-this hardback edition is in excellent condition.)

"Dust To Dust" A Memoir by Benjamin Busch

Haunted" Tales of the Grotesque by Joyce Carol Oates

"The Maytrees" A Novel by Annie Dillard

I have no plans for the rest of the day. I am going to close to make a fresh of coffee and then sit in silence. I do not know where my head is today. All I know for sure is we are all going into the Eternal State.

"[21] And the twelve gates were twelve pearls; every several gate was of one pearl: and the street of the city was pure gold, as it were transparent glass.
[22] And I saw no temple therein: for the Lord God Almighty and the Lamb are the temple of it.
[23] And the city had no need of the sun, neither of the moon, to shine in it: for the glory of God did lighten it, and the Lamb is the light thereof.
[24] And the nations of them which are saved shall walk in the light of it: and the kings of the earth do bring their glory and honour into it.
[25] And the gates of it shall not be shut at all by day: for there shall be no night there.
[26] And they shall bring the glory and honour of the nations into it.
[27] And there shall in no wise enter into it any thing that defileth, neither whatsoever worketh abomination, or maketh a lie: but they which are written in the Lamb's book of life." Rev. 21:21-27

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