Tempest onoculus

And Enoch lived sixty and five years, and begat Methuselah:  And Enoch walked with God after he begat Methuselah three hundred years, and begat sons and daughters:  And all the days of Enoch were three hundred sixty and five years:  And Enoch walked with God: and he was not; for God took him. Genesis 5:21‭-‬24 KJV‬‬‬‬‬‬‬ Which was the son of Methuselah, which was the son of Enoch, which was the son of Jared, which was the son of Maleleel, which was the son of Cainan,  Which was the son of Enos, which was the son of Seth, which was the son of Adam, which was the son of God. Luke 3:37‭-‬38 KJV‬‬‬‬‬‬‬ By faith Enoch was translated that he should not see death; and was not found, because God had translated him: for before his translation he had this testimony, that he pleased God. Hebrews 11:5 KJV And Enoch also, the seventh from Adam, prophesied of these, saying, Behold, the Lord cometh with ten thousands of his saints,  To execute judgment upon all, and to convince all that are ungodly a

Put on the whole armor of God, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil.  For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.  Wherefore take unto you the whole armor of God, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand. Ephesians 6:11‭-‬13 KJV‬‬‬   Principalities is roughly defined as a political state of empirical status that is ruled provincial by a council of prince’s.  The Persian empire would have been an example of this as well as the Assyrian empire among many others.  Paul states that we do not wrestle against flesh and bone but against Principalities. These Principalities are the rulers of the darkness in this world, the powers, and their ways are the spiritual wickedness in high places. A key word there being that they are not flesh and bone. They are spirits, and demons that exploit the primo

In the perfect confusion, disillusioned in a still born thought that carries nowhere and nowhere and scattered into a million…. Within imperfect union so divided, unconquered as if numb to oblivion where indecision waits in unfathomable withering’s…. Says the eyes….I do not hear what is felt and falling and my skin finds points of light disconnected from the comforts not amending. So that now….