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A powerful authority


Looking at the window at a glimpse of lightning lighting the sky with numerous colors and areas of where it comes from. Lumincent streaks of brightness flashing before my eyes, filling me with wonder and awe. Silent musical beat crashing the drum, voices unique in every pitch, but quiet yet still. Look into the distance and spoting more of this marvelous piece of art God created as a talent show for me to watch with dazzling lights as a take flight for 5.5 hours. Sleep fully in my eyes, burning sensation to close yet astonished at the beauty of the sky. Typing as quick as my fingers allow it and my sleepy eyes write on. Looming in the distance yet coming closer to more of God's artwork in the sky. Yellow, silver, gold, and white right in front of me!! Magnificent display before my eyes, up beat and blasting drums played to the sound of glory. Angels watching over us and guiding us through the night. This journey consists of a war between God and Satan. Satan is every burst of lightning while God expands over the whole earth. God covers us all while Satan can only torment one at a time God triumphs over all situations and all temptations.
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