Dionysius

The Word is a Thing, as a Bee of Obedience flowing with Honey. Those beating the Drums of Sacrifice unto Dagon, the Poor of the Lord, a bucket and branch of Deceitful Lamps of Vain Brightness, dwell deep within Dalphon. Thee of Dagon, Thou art a sack full of Blood holding the similitude of Burning. He that judges, O Daniel, is Dannah! Judging the Generation and House of the Shepard and those of the Companion. All homes of Knowledge, a Pearl of Wisdom, as He that informs Himself of a King, a King of Generation, of Possession, a bearer of Scattering belonging to Law, well-beloved, dear, and beloved. An Orator of a Word, a speaker and word as the Bee, containing ten cities of Friendship and a Judge. The Decendent's of Dedan force Lance bearers of Perforation unto the Poor of the Lord. As a Sting, the Knowledge of God, a continual repetition of the Law of luminous Perfection; the Cluster of Figs unto every paste of Dry Figs. Abundance of Knowledge, abundance of Sons, where much Gold is, twins and doubles His diminishing. That is Poor where it is Red as a Dunghill of Judgment. Divinely touched and nourished by Jupiter, threshing in Ashes of a Beloved, Love carefully, who acts with uneasiness, blesses, a knocking Generation, a habitation of Female roe-deers of Laws and Customs, watered by the Dew of Silence and Resemblance.