John Milton wrote Paradise Lost and Paradise Regained. After he died, his soul looked all around like a baby crying for the mother for seven days. The guardian angels took his soul to a world as per his belief patterns in after life. He was dumbfounded to see and find nothing as he believed or taught in his flesh. Every thing is different after death. The guardian angels took care of his doubts.
Titles ended in luke-warmed mayhem;
Babies fallen toucht his garment’ hem
And urged him to support their cause so just
Against the fathers who treated them as dust
JM thanked them in one Sermon on the Mount,
Craved to see the greenroom scenes with count
To know the facts of the causes and effects
And think of human solves with all reflects
JM did realize how different the angels are
In ways of thinking; humans care and bear
Humans are individuals and yet societal;
Angels live in groups but act individual,
They do first and never think
We think before we do drink
Humans have family ties
Angels are working spies
They have massless body shapes
Humans transport flesh in slopes
Fallen ones work as parasites
Humans hate dependent sites
JM wondered at these poor living beings,
Trying hard to solving those gluey things
Scene 6: JM watches the greenroom scenes
The fallen angels asked JM to watch the greenroom situation and understand how the kids began their work among the humans and how they ended up in revolt. The kids got permit to act as the testing prophets primarily in a fallen democratic way.
JM watched all the historical scenes from the beginning and clearly understood how it happened. He realized that the kids labored for the fathers and got tired to be in the human bodies and seduce the humans. They were attracted to the concepts of human independence and freewill relations. They possessed the human bodies to teach them evils but they wanted to be like the humans with dignity.
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Beelzebub walked him to greenroom wards
Baby Ashtaroth sang the hopeful forewords
Hellish labmen ran the timely Show
Parched palimpsests brought in row
Show began as hermeneutist’ chronological titles rolled
To lead Israel astray, make them rebels as were foretold
Not like False Prophets as fallen angelic Fathers tried before;
But as authorized testing prophets with signs, wonders more;
Introductions known well to JM have been slipped in pew
All one side histories and freewill mysteries past in queue
Belial authorized and gave keys to archive negative Scrolls
Beelzebub and JM are greeted in greenroom by all the rolls
All have one purpose but ways are infinite
Never closed in variety, all sects indefinite
On the stage they hate one another as playing Baals;
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