There will come a time, my children, a time of reckoning, of judgement. There will come a time when the gates of hel will overflow, when the dead will rise to walk amongst the living. There will come a time when the masters power will crumble and he will fall. There will come a time when the slave will break free from his shackles and rise to become the master. Not the master, the oppressor, of others, but the master of himself. He will lead us into a new world order. Into a world of divine chaos , a world of ordered chaos and of chaotic order. There will come a time, my children, when we will rule in a world that knows no slavery. A world that knows no hunger, no war and no disease. We will rule in a world that knows no suffering and no violence. The time has come, my children. The time has come for us to rise and each become our own master. The time has come for us to rise and take what is due to us. It is time to be strong, my children, to not give rise to fear. The time has come. The time is now.
