The Aquarius Vessel
I’m five years old for you and I’m dying.
Not because I’m sick – we never get sick. . . we just die and that’s it. .
I am dying because I don’t want to live This This
I’d rather die and it won’t be done.
This This I should kill my mother – that’s what the Law says.
I must enter when she is asleep and stab her in the throat. But I didn’t do it and they cut out my guts. . They’re lying on my chest. .
I had to die for a long time and I was chained to a stone slab, so that everything would remain as they did. . This is the place where the Law makes sacrifices. . . not itself, of course, but its servants.
He only listens to my thoughts and hides something in the sacrificial vessel. . . .
Something that will raise the soul after death to kill it again during the rituals.
At festivities. So that when These will make their own life prolongation by taking mine. .
And the others they sacrifice.
They’ve already killed a lot of people for this.
Now they want us to perform the ritual ourselves. . . so that children kill their parents and even worse so that parents kill their beloved children those who are conceived from love, and not from rape by these. . This One decided so. . . Law. . . It came down from the Sky and now everything become different. It orders, and it is served. Everyone. . . except my mother. . . and I didn’t.
They wanted to force others of our genus to serve them They couldn’t So they killed them all.
Also according to the ritual. . . To torment their souls endlessly.
From The Vessel. .
That is all.