1.2come hither thee spectrome of glowing light wich filles the room the spectrome of glowing faces fills my heart.

1.3Edges grow me weary of the sacred cross they burnt on there ground

hethens of there own religions they proclame there beliefs not as a proclomation of discovory bu an incantation of there own bitterness tward the world.

1.4when doing a favor to youre brother ask not what he has done to deserve such athing but gladly give of yourself.

1.5Take care of thy self take care of others

1.6Do good onto others not as you would have them do onto you but out of pure love for your fellow man.

1.7vengence is not good cause for judgment. the book of Dave