Prince Ahriman, old and wretched, moves the power of his hand and the four powers. He raises his vigor, unsheathes his sword exclaiming:
"Al-Qaum!" shines its brightness as such a king seen in the eclipse. 

The nocturnal stealth guards the caravans of travelers to the modern illusory city of Petra, or nothingness, from the ancient collective neural world. The edge illuminates its face, the double edge of power, arrogance and chaos, from the throne of the kingdom, the cancerous illusion.

The beautiful lady Mossad gently stretches out her hands, spinning her smile in her soft dance. With her hand, she writes the letter "PEG". The sovereign king sees the pendulum as the arcane odalisque lady dances. Her smile caresses: "The peg of the ari, ari, ari", dances within the harem.

The brethren will never understand the imperial areopagus of judgment, when the trident of the king comes out of the sea. The churches of the fishes are drowned and thousands and millions will take the ways of the celestial Petra. From the areopagus, the universal king, with his global trident, exposes that excessive war brings death or peace, to chaos and hell where they should not return.

The beauty of the goddess and her dance makes all men fall, she dominates the most powerful kings. She only dances and embodies, the odalisque dances serpentine as if a flame was, her movement reflects in the darkness the servants of the serpent will invade with the cry of the ari!

COLLECTIVE CODE