His genuine ancestry, he was by all methods an exacerbated man in four sections. The Islamic fire he blazed inside him, was more blazing than the dogs of damnation, more sizzling than wild stallions, for in him was the shrewdness, the mind and refinement, and primitiveness it would take to control the world, to entwine himself into the political field, the Jewish express, the Christian Vatican, and the House of Islam, the logic, was that of Lucifer’s, anything goes.
The horrifying soul inside his better half was for quite a while under self-deceivement, of the whole blade plot.When it went to his wizardry, he had the expressions of Billy Graham, ace of the Christian dialect, however practitioner of none. He overcome inside him, a supply of appearance, that had his actual soul been noticeable there would be no modifiers, verbs, things even illustrations to depict it-he had faith in a God of fierceness, much like those Islamic Fundamentalists, psychological oppressors.
He stooped to this God of grating, side to side inside its correction of his purported Christian god: the Father being Lucifer, and the Beast who needs to assume control over the world, and obviously he was a piece of the monster, the child, being the Antichrist he was not here yet, but rather who was he? Maybe the false Holy Ghost being the False Prophet?
He was working for the Beast in any case, who was the World Government really taking shape, as a place of love, one that was looking for politically influential nation and worship. He himself pondered on this, being of no race, a crossbreed second to none, virtuoso with a dim woodwind.