The
call of DARG:
DARG
Lomath derim.
Quesiheres tokalon bajtavani, torun, Gohil: Vata vohim kenia detin rati
nogoth. Esiakahe pores do Elia mathir fanutas deti ma-beres-sol. Dom
fanir athič no aresti de ovia dokthil. Zip zares ofi nothi. Bamesa AF
kile. Den atva forun osia nothil mazia geotani. Rotie napta quasb cors
sokh faij de OBim kas. Lita maz sop affa rati nol de Imin dathurz. Vaunn
ki maz deti. Lime ani hop thil ne vaian. Toreti ka mes fijin da no me
ono na OP. Koesli pazterim forohim guatin gani-orp tal de Imin strok,
geiin atva b ronto hile. Foijnizi, smazio, koi-re, dothir Le om. DARG
taz.
6379;
the true self.
Thou most pleasant mountain kingdom, express yourself (as) we invoke
you, visit us and stay, saying: creating this mighty state of restriction
must require a lot of slavery ? The brothers lust within the One continues
to dwell in the the fallen and sleeping hand. Having ended the pomegranates,
the work continues as the fulfilment of the 2nds seat. (As) They (are)
not, the flight (goes on) with the strength in the middle. The forgetfulness
of the 19 pillars. Obediantly; the shells of the seeds burns in the
midst of the making of the pact between us and the Balance*. The Sword
rebells and destroys such which turns on the becoming of the OB 28.
To the (balanced) One of the pact with the Star of nothingness, the
slave is the key to Imin (the white brother) reflected into the highest.
Thruth grants the pact as it is. The Reflections of the One is going
to end on the Holy seat of waiting. Sustained are the old frames that
are found around the making of the OP. So better without being their
becoming as it shall be the rotten and sinister followers excess over
the release of Imin, wherein the shells will be the song of sunset.
Whirling and appearing, moving about, rather cunning, reflecting the
knowing of the One. DARG is present.