they were preparing to attend.
Suddenly, my spiritual body
materialized in their presence, and I was led
to act in a very ignorant manner of what
they were truly planning. "Oh... this is
wonderful... are we preparing to celebrate
the Eucharist together?!" Looking up with
disgust, I ignored them and said, "Great!
You all know how very much I...
loooooooooooove... Jesus!"
After my disappearance from the
lower level, the high priest had assumed I'd
been sent to this upstairs gathering. As a
result, he entered the room just as I was
concluding my declaration of love for the
Lord. "It's time for a final battle between
forces," he stated to me very calmly. Giving
me directions to a location where we would
all meet, there would be a showdown. We
were to meet on an island, and it was to be
me against about forty of them. "Okay," I
said, "I'll be there."
Flying over the waters towards the
island destination, I fully expected that this
battle might not be winnable. Considering
the possible injuries I might endure, I was
assessing my losses ahead of time, so to
speak. When I arrived, however, there was a
brent
(Brent)
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