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.
And delay, like Lot of old times with egalitarian expectation
Let the kids stay in their host bodies forever revolving
And creating tiny hells against the hell without saving
Their basic problem of life and matter; ever researching,
Never finding, seeing but no seeing, hearing and itching,
Not knowing what to do, where to go, what to believe
What not to believe as they fall in cycle without leave
Let them pay for our sins with human flesh cash;
As we faked, changed Torah following the trash,
Hated one and all and became our Trusted Disciples,
Never loved anyone over our new nomos’ principles
Tell them, the Parousia is over and it won’t happen
Let them find their way to change fleshes and open
New gates to new ages, yugas and kalpas with no limit;
Turn out as good to us but worse to His jubilees’ credit
Then let’s go to Him to see His reactions for Ephraim
As he’d accomplished their seven sevens jubilee brim
We can then stop the kingdom of Ephraim; since we’d failed
To stop the kingdom of Judah, arise! Research for him toiled
Recall how we invented the myth of the ten Tribes lost
As we failed to find the kingdom of Ephraim with cost
Now is the time to go and obtain full permission,
To seek, to destroy their kingdom as our mission
Without the Kingdoms of Judah and Ephraim, fleshy world
Will become fully ours and we can play gods bawled or old;
All fallen angels hailed these critics’ judgments
Prepared newly proposals with slyly comments;
To frustrate the kingdom of Judah round the clock
And stop the kingdom of Ephraim’s return or rock
The world war three and annihilate all humanity
And see how humans react with humane dignity
We can’t do this with old vengeance
We need permits to test his elegance
While they’re yet in your nations
Attract them with all fornications
Know that they are well protected under His wings
They’re untouchables covered with Shekinah rings
We’ve failed many times finding them to possess;
Follow the national news, listen the think process
Their thoughts always go around His works kind
Analyzing or praising Him for His blessing mind
Soon after finishing the task
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