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His Word

Written by: Droch Tock Lerot
Date: Wednesday, October 23rd, 2002
Addressed to: Everyone


Apocrypha, Ch1v1 v1: O LORD, my heart is fixed; I will worship and give
praise to Thee, even with my life's blood.

Hail, creatures of Sapience!

This day, I herald unto you news of His Word, Word that shall cause the
complacent to tremble in their shoes, and the servile to shout for joy,
as their Master's whip may once again grace their backs.

Our mighty Lord hath bestowed upon us His Word, and we shall follow it,
until the darkness envelopes our soul, the ground swallows our last drop
of blood, and the wind takes our final breath. His word details His
will, His might, and His power among all.

I encourage you each to hear my words, and take heed, as you will all be
bound by the Word, and your souls will feel the joy of servitude, or the
searing torment of death. I present to you several select passages from
His Word, the Apocrypha. I sincerely hope that you each understand that
which I tell you, that you will all know the joys of furthering His
causes, and following His Word.

Ch1v2: Awake mine harp: I myself will awake early to spend mine day in
the worship of my LORD. v3: I will praise thee, O LORD, among the
people: and I will sing praises unto thee among the nations.

In this passage is spoken the intention of every good servant to our
Lord, to revel in His power, and His Truths. He shall know that we are
His, and His alone, and will strive for nothing less than perfection in
His name. We will sread His Word to all that would hear It, and to all
that will not, we shall force to hear, that they may understand the
truth of the Word.

Ch1v4: For thy might is great above the heavens: and thy truth reacheth
unto the clouds. v5: Be thou exalted, O LORD, above the heavens: and thy
glory above all the land, waters and mountains;

Here we have spoken of the might of our Lord, as is seen by those who
truly follow Him, as we know that He is powerful in Word and Deed, and
shall He be, so shall His power be, so shall we praise Him unto high.

Ch1v7: The Master hath spoken in His temple; I will rejoice, I will
divide mine enemies, and lay claim to the valley of my LORD.

Ch1v8: The populus must be His; the forest shalt be cleft twain; Fear
also is the strength of mine head; Evil is my lawgiver;

Ch1v9: Goodness is my washpot; over humility will I cast out my shoe;
over Rightousness will I triumph.

Ch1v10: Who will bring me into the strong city? who will lead me into
Mhaldor?

Here we see in verses seven through ten what shall become of those who
are not of Him. Those who directly oppose Him shall be but dust under
His mighty feet, and but gnats about His head as He partakes of the
blood of the so called 'innocents' who would not stand for Him. Be you
not of Him, then bew wary of the consiquences, as you shall know that we
are of Him, and through us is His work done. His work will require the
destruction of all those not of Him, those who would follow the weak
ways of Light, Order, and Righteousness, those who would follow the
ideals of the effeminate Church of Achaea. Those who would speak of
spreading Light and Righteousness, those who would not even spare a man
the time to peruse the pages of their most holy and pursuasive of books,
the Holy Codex. Within this restricted book are written words of
weakness and coersion, words that make my heart boil in a rage, as our
Lord detests those who would follow that book. Death will be the final
reward to those who are not of Him, and
eternal weakness in the glare of the hatred of our Lord, eternal
slavehood under the gaze of the masters of the souls of the weak. May
they thrive in their torment. But I see you asking, with the eye in my
mind, how does one aleviate this terrible weakness from searing my soul
permanantly? Might I serve Him as well, even in the most detrementitive
positions possible? Must I be torn from His Word, and bound to the
weakness that currently holds me in its quivering grasp? Who will lead
me? Who will lead me into His mighty city, who will allow me to slave
under Him, as the weak should, to become strong, as He demands of all
His people? We, will, of course. As the Word demands, we will speak of
His might unto you. You might feel His wrath in our words, that may
convince you of what is needed to deny the weakness that invades your
soul. We are His servants, we will pass His Word, and His Word is bound
within the tome known as the Apocrypha.

I will continue. Perhaps you have not seen enough?

Ch3v2: Thou shalt not take thee a wife, neither shalt thou have sons or
daughters in this place.v4: They shall die of grievous deaths; they
shall not be lamented; neither shall they be buried; but they shall be
as dung upon the face of the earth: and they shall be consumed by the
sword, and by famine; and their carcases shall be meat for the fowls of
heaven, and for the beasts of the earth.

There is much suffering that can be when one takes unto him a spouse, or
hold in his family the fruit of his loins. Each addition to the burden
of ones family is another weakness that must be destroyed, and as such,
shall be done so, and shall be disregarded as mere fecal matter left in
a ditch, to be seen only by the bottom feeders and the weak. None shall
mourn their passing, indeed, none shal acknowledge that they have even
existed in this place. He has spoken, and His Word is the Truth. We
shall have none of the weakness as implied by the effeminate feelings of
love, and compassion, and remorse.

There are many, many more verses that are much worth the time taken to
read them, and His word is strong within them. There is no greater sense
of accomplishment and power than to truly follow His Word, and to fulfil
His commands. If you truly wish to know more of what I speak, than
contact ye any of His priests, and they shall guide you into the power
that is His Word.

Strength to His, Destruction to others, Hail unto our Lord, Mighty be
Lord Sartan!

Apostate Tock Lerot, Droch of His Word


Penned by my hand on the 15th of Phaestian, in the year 318 AF.


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Public News Post #10183

His Word

Written by: Droch Tock Lerot
Date: Wednesday, October 23rd, 2002
Addressed to: Everyone


Apocrypha, Ch1v1 v1: O LORD, my heart is fixed; I will worship and give
praise to Thee, even with my life's blood.

Hail, creatures of Sapience!

This day, I herald unto you news of His Word, Word that shall cause the
complacent to tremble in their shoes, and the servile to shout for joy,
as their Master's whip may once again grace their backs.

Our mighty Lord hath bestowed upon us His Word, and we shall follow it,
until the darkness envelopes our soul, the ground swallows our last drop
of blood, and the wind takes our final breath. His word details His
will, His might, and His power among all.

I encourage you each to hear my words, and take heed, as you will all be
bound by the Word, and your souls will feel the joy of servitude, or the
searing torment of death. I present to you several select passages from
His Word, the Apocrypha. I sincerely hope that you each understand that
which I tell you, that you will all know the joys of furthering His
causes, and following His Word.

Ch1v2: Awake mine harp: I myself will awake early to spend mine day in
the worship of my LORD. v3: I will praise thee, O LORD, among the
people: and I will sing praises unto thee among the nations.

In this passage is spoken the intention of every good servant to our
Lord, to revel in His power, and His Truths. He shall know that we are
His, and His alone, and will strive for nothing less than perfection in
His name. We will sread His Word to all that would hear It, and to all
that will not, we shall force to hear, that they may understand the
truth of the Word.

Ch1v4: For thy might is great above the heavens: and thy truth reacheth
unto the clouds. v5: Be thou exalted, O LORD, above the heavens: and thy
glory above all the land, waters and mountains;

Here we have spoken of the might of our Lord, as is seen by those who
truly follow Him, as we know that He is powerful in Word and Deed, and
shall He be, so shall His power be, so shall we praise Him unto high.

Ch1v7: The Master hath spoken in His temple; I will rejoice, I will
divide mine enemies, and lay claim to the valley of my LORD.

Ch1v8: The populus must be His; the forest shalt be cleft twain; Fear
also is the strength of mine head; Evil is my lawgiver;

Ch1v9: Goodness is my washpot; over humility will I cast out my shoe;
over Rightousness will I triumph.

Ch1v10: Who will bring me into the strong city? who will lead me into
Mhaldor?

Here we see in verses seven through ten what shall become of those who
are not of Him. Those who directly oppose Him shall be but dust under
His mighty feet, and but gnats about His head as He partakes of the
blood of the so called 'innocents' who would not stand for Him. Be you
not of Him, then bew wary of the consiquences, as you shall know that we
are of Him, and through us is His work done. His work will require the
destruction of all those not of Him, those who would follow the weak
ways of Light, Order, and Righteousness, those who would follow the
ideals of the effeminate Church of Achaea. Those who would speak of
spreading Light and Righteousness, those who would not even spare a man
the time to peruse the pages of their most holy and pursuasive of books,
the Holy Codex. Within this restricted book are written words of
weakness and coersion, words that make my heart boil in a rage, as our
Lord detests those who would follow that book. Death will be the final
reward to those who are not of Him, and
eternal weakness in the glare of the hatred of our Lord, eternal
slavehood under the gaze of the masters of the souls of the weak. May
they thrive in their torment. But I see you asking, with the eye in my
mind, how does one aleviate this terrible weakness from searing my soul
permanantly? Might I serve Him as well, even in the most detrementitive
positions possible? Must I be torn from His Word, and bound to the
weakness that currently holds me in its quivering grasp? Who will lead
me? Who will lead me into His mighty city, who will allow me to slave
under Him, as the weak should, to become strong, as He demands of all
His people? We, will, of course. As the Word demands, we will speak of
His might unto you. You might feel His wrath in our words, that may
convince you of what is needed to deny the weakness that invades your
soul. We are His servants, we will pass His Word, and His Word is bound
within the tome known as the Apocrypha.

I will continue. Perhaps you have not seen enough?

Ch3v2: Thou shalt not take thee a wife, neither shalt thou have sons or
daughters in this place.v4: They shall die of grievous deaths; they
shall not be lamented; neither shall they be buried; but they shall be
as dung upon the face of the earth: and they shall be consumed by the
sword, and by famine; and their carcases shall be meat for the fowls of
heaven, and for the beasts of the earth.

There is much suffering that can be when one takes unto him a spouse, or
hold in his family the fruit of his loins. Each addition to the burden
of ones family is another weakness that must be destroyed, and as such,
shall be done so, and shall be disregarded as mere fecal matter left in
a ditch, to be seen only by the bottom feeders and the weak. None shall
mourn their passing, indeed, none shal acknowledge that they have even
existed in this place. He has spoken, and His Word is the Truth. We
shall have none of the weakness as implied by the effeminate feelings of
love, and compassion, and remorse.

There are many, many more verses that are much worth the time taken to
read them, and His word is strong within them. There is no greater sense
of accomplishment and power than to truly follow His Word, and to fulfil
His commands. If you truly wish to know more of what I speak, than
contact ye any of His priests, and they shall guide you into the power
that is His Word.

Strength to His, Destruction to others, Hail unto our Lord, Mighty be
Lord Sartan!

Apostate Tock Lerot, Droch of His Word


Penned by my hand on the 15th of Phaestian, in the year 318 AF.


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