Glimpse At Deviltry

D Dorothy Kardas, Psy.D. Th.D. Dorothy Kardas, Psy.D. Th.D.
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manifold raging temptations are seized by tolerably grasping violent dynamic of arch-vile pathology devil's relentlessly roaring epidemiology the patterns and inner workings of evil the wretchedness and abysmal famine are at all times enlarged and fatten by perversely unyielding volition of humans by spiritual substance of mortals! never tasting invigorating satiety doggedly engaged in wicked worthlessness condemning itself to dark restlessness signing notoriously the warrant of death in endless time never savoring a bit of rest bloody hands corrupting ferociously what's best demonic feet dart about in desert restively twisting, destroying the path to ageless test severing ties to the Maker by hostile spite the union with the Only Solace of creatures jaws of hell widely gaping to perverse generation bleeding mercilessly open Wounds of Love preferring human megrims to Luminous Presence idolatry that enslaves rather than Liberating Lover in slavery to senseless fancies, weighty infidelities boiling in lethal fluids of repulsive iniquities unrigorous reptiles inebriated with profane snakiness wallowing in reckless betrayals, chronic self-indulgence stick-to-itive mutineers dead to the Voice of the Innocent One shrilling scandalizing rebellion to Life-Giving Sacrifice taking in all malice, slimy, disgusting guilt in fixed opposition to Permutational Love sin crushing skeletons, leaving skulls blind in perpetuity, pigheaded forces of soul will scorch, grind in conative will, snatched by vicious wolf from Worshipful Hands the futurity of ever-flowing Love, all-healing Grace ends bringing into being hellish cruelty, perverse, grotesque mind unknowing of Protective Arms cannot Eternal Pastures find... cut the arms unstretched to propitious fate of others dissenting legs in the service of life-imparting reward Masterly Pruner, cut off fruitless branches cut out tongues not proclaiming Truth yet breeding root and branch satanic lies cut off sick, diseased limbs not to be cut off from celestial highs...

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