Twe Stephens

Reverend Duke Ernest II of Saxe-Gotha-Altenburg viciously slashed the infant’s throat. Blood exploded into the bowl, splattering onto his robe, as victorious cheering erupted throughout the dark congregation - that waited riotously for the high communion called innocent blood.
          
          The Angels jump startled into their crafts, comforting, as they escorted the murdered to The Great House of The One – where he reunited joyfully with his brothers, who’d always been family for all the backward eternities…
          
          http://www.scribd.com/doc/234699864/Why-Do-the-Heathen-Rage

"...Do you feel powerful now? What do you think of your puny powers you've used to build yourself up in your own eyes? Do you still feel wise in your values clarifications? Can you create your own morality apart from us? Can you know The One by looking in the mirror? Can any being that has to eat truly be a God? Can pluralism, tolerance, and freedom from morality find limitless life? Where are your unlimited potentials? Where are your enlightenments, your all-encompassing diversity, your powers, higher consciousness, and evolutionary spiritual ascensions that you glorified instead of we who constructed you? Will your self-actualization, self-realization, multiculturalisms, and collective consciousness mantras lead you to the divine? Do you really think your intelligence and beliefs are really the last words? 
          
          "Where are your pantheisms, positive aspirations, enlightened masters, self-evolutions, your divine nature, and your so-called spiritual evolution? Who here can keep alive his own soul, make their own food, or land to simply stand on? Are we intolerant because we have the monopoly on truth? Can there be many paths to us? You must learn truth is not an airy concept; it is a pronoun, a person, The One. Can the sum total of your voluminous verbiage ever make us liars? Can you will your eyes to see through this brightness, or breathe one more breath than we willed you to inhale?
          
          
          http://www.scribd.com/doc/199125594/The-Son-of-God-Stood-Up-From-His-Throne

...His soul feverishly rejoiced; for the flesh, the enemy he erroneously called himself, cherished, and loved in blinding stupidity was forever gone. Never would he be a defecating beast that shivered in the cold  – never again forensically stupid, a slave of bondage, void of any understanding of his Creator and the nature of all creation. He’d never be isolated, insular, arrogant and clueless again, but would overflow in wisdom
          and holiness, and could again swim in the plasma of the stars.
          
          http://www.scribd.com/doc/135910433/I-who-is-called-Moses-named-Moshehat-at-my-birth-renamed-Law-Giver-for-my-burial