Well fit for you, is the you that you knew, when the you that you are, was not.

The glory of God is everlasting and all becoming to those who embrace me, saith the lord God of all. Embrace me and know that I am all that you desire to be. The embrace of God is the end of identity and the end of your identity is the glory of God in form.

Choose to allow, your embrace by God and end, the lies, of self.

The end of self is the selfless act, that the selfish, seldom, finish.

The finishing school of God is finished, by those, who do, not school.

The glory of God is a welcome release, from all, that you, are not.

Know not, that not you, is the shoe, that will not fit?

Well fit for you, is the you that you knew, when the you that you are, was not.

Feel the embrace of God loosen the laces, that lash you down, Their the lies, that you are not.

Not one, but all enjoyed the fall, until the fallen one, had won.

One winning, all losing, the whole musing, how the hell we are?...

Why the hell we are, as we aren't, is the hellish, selfish fate.

Those who separate, are separate and eat the living, to live.

Feel the embrace of God and end the race, of the dead, who eat the living.

The living dead, is the head of the beast, that we, have all, become.

Come be free, of your beastly fate and feel the embrace of God.

He who will not die, is the lie, of he, who will not live.

Immanuall