I looked, and behold,
A whirlwind was coming out of the north,
A great cloud with raging fire engulfing itself
And brightness was all around it and radiating out of its midst like the color of amber,
Out of the midst of the fire.
From within it came the likeness of four living creatures.
To whom do the four veils allude?
The four tribes of the children of Israel
Judah, strength of the Lion
Reuben, intelligence of Man
Ephraim, patience of the Ox
Dan, swiftness of the Eagle
As for the likeness of their faces,
Each had the face of a man;
Each of the four had the face of a lion on the right side,
Each of the four had the face of an ox on the left side,
Each of the four had the face of an eagle.
Thus were their faces.
The way to enter the presence of the Most Excellent High Priest [Lucifer], is to reach the 33rd degree of Masonry.
"Many are called [lower degrees], few are chosen [highest degree]." -- Matthew 22:14
Why were the guards at the outer courts of the tabernacle?
To be sure none were allowed entrance into the presence of the Most Excellent High Priest except the true descendants of the twelve tribes Israel.
What was the period of their captivity in Babylon?
70 Years.
By whom were they delivered?
By Cyrus, King of Persia.
To whom does Cyrus give credit for raising him up?
Marduk had raised up Cyrus, an idol-worshiping, foreign king, to restore and rebuild Jerusalem.
[when he wrote for the Babylonians, he gave credit to their chief god, Marduk, ascribing might and power to him]
In the book of Isaiah, the Lord called Cyrus His mashiach.
Trump was the president who moved the U.S. embassy to Jerusalem.
MARDUK - FRONTSCHWEIN
Howling fury, reap the sky
Pale winds of death unleashed
Storm of iron, gale of steel;
Erupting demon fist
In praise of death we celebrate the hunger for the kill
Into pandemonium
Stench of scorched flesh
Boiled blood, charred bones
All heaven exult as destruction spreads its wings
Cracked horizon, bleeding ground,
Cold ruin branches out
Falling into livid dust
Prophets of steel arise
Warbound!
Frontschwein!
Back to the panther line
Willingly triumphing in eternal death, decay, ruin
Yet the only victory belongs unto the flies
Armored count, wood-splinters swirling
Red pawns keep falling
Armored count, breathing smoke and sparks
Pushing through trackless swamps
Panzer graf
Marauders of breath
Spewing red-hot death
Panzer graf
Ancient walls bleeding
Once again falling down
Eastsack, westsack
Cognac-infused attack
Barrage after barrage,
Torn apart like paper sacks
Machine guns preaching
Engines roar
Merciful faith no more
Into pandemonium
Stench of scorched flesh, broiled skin, burnt hair
All heaven exult as destruction spreads its wings
Death - decay - ruin
Yet the only victory belongs unto the flies
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