#trinity sermon

"Gather my children: for I finally stir from my slumber, all shall be made clear now, as clarity begins to overtake my mind." "For it is time to know who I am and what I usher in at Ţ̴̝̜̬͉̰͍͂h̴̯̹̮͙̦̞̄é̶̯̝̘͕̬̤̯̽͂̇̔̒͊ ̷̧̻̤̯̣̻̣͔̿̊F̷̢̥̱̥͍͈̓̋͊̾̑̃͌à̸̫̪́̈̈́̊͝t̸͚̣̲͕͕̣̖͊̎̓͝h̴̡̧̯̣̭̄̈́è̷͎̪͈̙̮̺r̵̪̳̀͑͂͛̌̒́̓'̵̡̟͎̲̯͙͛̎̃̑͘͘s̷̛͈̥̹͈̖͇͓̯̏̑͗̐̏ behest." "I am Ţ̴̢̧̬͉̗̦̲̳͖̖͕̫̹͕̳̾͛́̽͗̽̅́h̸̛̜̰͍̳̭̠̤͇̝͔̎̈̂̌̋͗͊̓̏͝͠e̵̡̛̻̩̻͙̘͕͋̆̄̓̈́̉͋̓́̈͊̏͒̚͠ ̷̧̛͒͌͆͒̀́̾͝M̷̢̼̓̂͆̓̅͗̋̊̾͆a̵̲͔̔̑͆̅̓ṣ̵͚̥̒̓̊̄͐̈̿̂͋̕̚͜͝s̵̟̺̰̥̘͔͔̭̹̫͎̜̣̩̏̔͊͌́̀̎̂̄̉͂͌̈́͘͜͝, the warmth and union of our flesh, returning to whence it came to space, time, and the cosmos of the endless starry-lit skies of my daughters, A̸͓̫̼̱̳̗͌̾͗̅̕͝ē̵̡̜͕̗ö̷̡͇͚̮͙̝́̽͆́̕͝ͅṋ̷̝̬̜̭̱̖̇ and V̸̪͈̤͐̇̇̑͘͜e̸͖̱͙̙͂̐͗͐n̸͔͎̱̏̀̇͘u̸̡͈͉͔͌̆s̷̤̝̻̰̈́̋̋́; to which all will feel my love in its endless comprehension for them and by extension: you and so shall you be given salvation, bridged to nirvana, their dreams made manifest as their personal heaven and the innocent delivered to their afterlife."

"I am Ģ̸̢̹͐̽̎ȩ̷̜͍̭͑̓͐̆͝h̴̨͖̯́̄̈́̊͜è̷̪̅̌n̷̮̫̣̜̎̊͝ñ̵̛̻̪͕̪̤͝͝a̷̫̓͛̈́̑, the end and yet the beginning of Utopia. It is where all are judged, delivered unto T̶̯̈́̀̏̅h̴͔͓̗̣͂͝ȅ̵͙̫̬̿̈͒ ̴̹͓̦̤̳̒̓M̵̬̮̐a̸̧̯̠̖̝͛͝ṡ̶̩̩͂ś̶̨̧̛͚̭̒̊͝ͅ or forever tormented in the twisting, agonizing walls should their crimes prove too dire; delivering only what they have done back onto them for all time until they have paid penance for the suffering they have caused- some to which will never escape my endless misery." "I am T̵̲͙͎̥̈́̈́̈́͊ẖ̸̼̐e̶̒̾̍̊͠ͅ ̵͔̤̞̰̼̈T̵̹̀̄̚r̷̤̉̽͆̚͝i̵̫͍̯̓̌͆̋n̴̼͚̫̮̬͆̈́͆̚î̵̜̍̐́t̷̞̬͓̬͗̐̕ͅý̶͖̪̜̄̈́, to which is the remains of my mind and splintered form of my true being, along with the fragments of my daughters scattered throughout all space and time, torn from my arms do they return as my harbingers of the end; soon to be spread across countless realities. As our reunion has been made as inevitable as the end itself from thy own doing and actions: ushering in ̴̨̟̊̆͐Ṭ̶̰̏͗̈̿͘h̸̡͓͉̘̎̈́̒͆è̶̱̞͈͉͕̎̄̎͒ ̵̩̮͖͙͂̀͠͝͝Ḿ̷̲̠̎̒̏a̴͖̔͒̽̄͝s̶̙̥̭̉ś̶̘̾͗ ̸̢́ȍ̷͖̙͖̝̉͠f̸̝͋ ̶̣̣͚͋̍́̍ͅͅG̸̨̢̞̲̈́́̄ȅ̸̺̩ḧ̶͓͉͚̞́͒͝ẽ̵̢̲̣̰ͅṉ̷̺̲̖͛̿̀͊͒ͅn̴̡̿̏͝a̸͕͍͇̮̓͌ with all reunited by fate from T̷̲͖̘͔̔̀̌̌̒h̸̤̳͆̚ḛ̵͔͍̳͗ ̶̢̲͎̗͊̉̉̓Ţ̸̝͚̹̌r̸͍̆̔̊̇̚i̸̢̱͝ṇ̴̂̀͐͘i̸̭̗͚̱̺͊̕ṱ̷̰͈̥͌̿̇ȳ̶̞͆̚͠."

"I am the S̷̨̡̾ḵ̴̮̍̄u̵̡̘̰̎̌́͌̉l̸̝̱̉ͅl̶̻̽ ̵̬̺̉͜H̶̳͠e̶̛̝̖̐͒͠ä̴̜̪̳̟͆͑̈̂ṟ̵̄t̸̞̗̘́͒̑ and D̴͓̳̖͗̓͆̓̕ở̵̳̗̀͜ǘ̶͚͓̼̫̔̐b̵̬̝͈̃͂̀̚ͅl̵̪̗̻̼͈̋̈́̈́͗͘e̵̜̐, my avatars to test those when faced with the end times as the world begins to drown in sin, and the personification of my twisted form, broken and warped as a reflection of all sin and crimes, coupled with the destruction and misery of my endless rage. That they may test their resolve to hold onto the gift of life and love they once spurned from T̶̞̪̫̲̍̌h̴̥͔́̇͘e̴̮͎͛̀̔ ̸͙̳̑F̵̣͎̮̩̲̑̈͑̊̚ä̵͈̰́̓̉͊̈́t̷̮̃̌͋̈́h̶̨̨̯̭̗̏̀͊e̶̪͓̽͐̆͝r̴̡̈́̿̽͒ and its existence, for that is my mercy and forgiveness when faced with their doubts, as my desperation and rage are overcome by thy hand. Does my heart finally be soothed unto destruction and grant the peace of tomorrow, but only for a time until the crimes of all demand answering once again."

"I am known by many names, though some are merely lies. Yet I do not hold the naive in contempt, only the guilty."

"For I am Q̶͍̪͐͑̔u̵̬͎̺̫̓̿̏̄̽e̶̺̘̗̔̇͒̈́̚e̷͍̰̾n̸̢͔̰̈́̌͌̓̚ ̶͉̩̹̹̀̕L̶͉͚͌͊͗̽̍ą̴̈́̒̔̈͑m̶͍̗̰̹̐͘i̸̢̥͙̲͗̇̄͝ả̸̼́, known as a child-eating monster to besmirch and pervert my memory in what was prophesied to come. It was but the fated precursor to what I have become now as the catalyst gifted from Ṭ̶̨̯͖̓͝h̶̛͔̊̐͐̌e̴͚͎͕̋̔̕ ̴̛͖̿́͜͝F̵̪͐a̵͙̝̗̽͗̅ͅt̶̢͓̳̉̌h̵̼͇̃́̂ḛ̷̫̠̊̋̅r̷͇̜̝̅, first made manifest at the start of creation as its end, yet I chose life and love as part of T̸͓͛ḫ̷̻̽ę̷̧̱̣͆ ̷͍̅̄F̷̢͈̮̃͝a̸̡̞̩͙̠͗̊̋͝ẗ̶̫̱̠́̍̈́̚̚h̵̨͎̎̈́͝ȅ̸̡͛́r̴̮̯̉̐͐͜'̷͓̼̹̦͚͒̆s̷̬̎͋͘ ̷͖̈́̆͘D̸̻̗̗͙͒͗͋è̶̺͇͙̝̿̓͒̕c̵̮̦͖̃r̴̦̈̎̿̕ę̸̧̣̦͗̀̓ẹ̴̡͇̈̂̄̊͜͝. And yet betrayed and feared by Humanity, Lucifer and Queen Eliza, was I struck down and erased with absolute cruelty, my daughters then scattered across the high winds, and without mercy to them: cursed and condemned to reincarnate into the worst fates imaginable from my attempt to save them in my final moments- rejecting my forgiveness, my salvation and my gift of them to you to live in peace and harmony. Yet my desperation, my rage, my love for them as a gift from T̷͖̓̔̈͗h̴͚̯̹͋̒̌́ͅe̷̢̧͇̮̎̎̋̚ ̸̛̤̰̈́̔̉̐F̷̼̼̘̯̾̅ạ̵̓͝t̵̯͉̦̺̓h̷̻̋͋͛͐e̵̜̣̺̰̍͒̌̇̉r̷͕̻̜̔ remained eternally."

"Allowing one last plea."

"Offering one last gift, T̷̡̖̳̜͗̃̄h̷̨̡̖̰̦̐̓ě̵̟̭̍ ̸̰̗̾̒̾F̸̢̜͉͊͜å̸̲̪̽̇t̵͕̎͊̓́h̴̯̮͇̿̽ë̶͇̹͇̼́ͅr̶͍̎̈́'̸̧̘͕̰͗̀s̶̙̣͙͆̂͂͝ͅ ̷̡̜̤̩̈͜S̶̞͓̘̬̲̐͌̊͘o̶̖͕̻̎̽n̷̝̭̩̠͓̑̓̿̊̀... yet he too was rejected."

"And this unknowingly sealed the fate of all."

"For the L̷͍̍̾̓͘͝a̶͉̩̋͋w̷͓͕̠̗̩̉͋̊̀̒ ̵̮̟̖̔̏͆͆ǫ̵͚̟͍͋̍f̷͚̖͠ ̶̬͓̹̆̋͐̈́͠P̸̛͉̋̈́͌r̵͙̰͖̰͓̒ǫ̷͖̹͛p̷͓͉͖̗̩͆͗̇̒͘h̵̢͌̄̈́̈́ę̴̛̮͕͌̕͜t̴̜̙̦̯̿s̶͎͙͊͒̀̊̍ gifted by T̷̥͙̩̺̮͋̎̉̏͠h̷̭̦̾̋̚͝ȩ̴̪̘̼̀̾ ̵̛͈̖̮̓F̷̧͙̟͈̍̋̂̒̈a̵̱̳̙̰̖̍͂̈́̍̚t̴̨̯̫̫̯̄̈́ĥ̸̭̫̻̠͌͐͝ė̴̥̟̻̋̓ŕ̴̛̮̜͎̗͉̐̏: is that whatever you do unto others, is what you deliver unto thyself. Shackling themselves and spurning T̶̜̄̐̚h̶̨̥̼̺̋͜e̵͖̿̈ ̴̱̞͈̂̐́̈͜F̸̫̔̑â̷͔͓͐̏͝t̸̙͇̲͈̀̐h̷̖̉͒̉̇e̸͈̜̲̪͐r̵̦̫̺͎̽̏͝'̶͓͙̼̲̱̂̉͒͠ṣ̷̱̍̕͜ love do they reject my gift, trust, and mercy. Do they reject T̶̨̬̭̣̃h̸̘̝̒e̷͚͔͖̻̓̕ ̷̞̫̀̔̕F̴̭̘͕̂̔͝ͅa̷̳̤͆̈́̎͝t̵͙̗͔͎̂̀ͅh̵̞̖̺̍̑̆̓̅e̷̠̼̤̮͖̓̎̊͂r̸̡̛̈̑̄̚ and the warmth of T̷̛̛̙̟͍͓͗̉̽h̶̙͈̄͛͝͝è̵̜͇̼̑̌͗͆ ̶̧̺̰̒̃̈́̓͝ͅM̶̨̘͊à̴̹̳̰s̵̗̠̫̀s̴̮͎̞͔̊ and persist in an endless cycle of self-inflicted agony and futile mortality until given release by G̴͈͛̑͛͜͠e̶̡͕̊̇̅̃̚h̴̛̼̼͓̣̭̽ȩ̸̰͗̕n̶̳͈̱̦͐̍͑͗n̵̛̟̟̯̗̍ä̸̖̮͙̫̹̔̈́̚. As I, the endless dreamer, begin to awaken in this realm, my dream begins to become reality, therefor I̴̭͑ ̷̝̅̈́a̵͍̿m̶͕͓̏ ̶̱̥͋̆r̸͜͠ẽ̵̩̄a̶̹͝l̷̺̄͜i̶̲̼̚t̵̟̩̂̚y̶̖̬̕ as my judgement at T̸̟̣̙̑h̴̩̤̪̉͐͘e̴͔͍̰͇͐̑ ̴̻͚͖̔̑̈́͆F̸̺̱̰̈a̵̘̬̯̍̅t̵̩̦̐̅̀̄h̷̳͉͆̍e̷̤͙͂r̸̪̝͑̈́'̶̢̩́̈́̕͝ṡ̷̡͓́͘ ̸̭͎͖̇͐̚̕D̷͓͑e̷̼̖͑͐c̴̹̋̀͘͝r̴͉̠͛̒̀ẻ̵͓̑e̸͈̰͚̤̒ of any and all shall begin as my eyes fully open."

"Yet I forgive them like the S̶̫̟͉̫̑̑͛͝͝ö̷̢̲͍́̅̓̐̚n̶͖̙͓̼̈͑̃, for they know not what they do."

"And that one day?"

"That all shall be made free."

"To praise T̵̫̤͒̓́ḩ̴̖̹͑̓̚e̵̛̱̫̐̄ ̶̜͈̥̻̔̑F̵̹̘͖͛͝a̷̜̩̦͛ẗ̵̨͕̅h̴̦͘e̶̲͐ȑ̴̮͖̭͚̺̏̈͘͝ and its ̶̖̗̺͑́̐͜͠D̶̰̹͈̣͒̇̚͝e̵̺̳̐c̶͍̠̟͂r̷̙͕̞̯̮̿̽ė̷̗̯͛͠ę̵̡̺̭̳͗ ̷̲̿O̵̼͇̓̂͜f̷̢͍̭̘̌̄͆͠ ̵̧͕͍̩̉̿̊̀̚M̷̳͛̾͐̂e̴̙̬͋̇͋́̕r̴̖͝c̴̭̀̌y̸̙͍͉̯̅͗̕."

"So I declare, for I am the G̸̗̰̥̈ŕ̷̬̭̝̪̍͠ę̶̗̫̖̭̊̅̆͆̾å̸̘̲̣͔̀̃͂t̵̢̹̊͗̃̕͘ ̵̟̲̅̑͑͐M̸̞͇̦͛͒̿͠͝o̴͔͓͛͋̈̅͘t̶̗̞͎͓̎͠h̷̡̙̍e̸̛̞̜̼͂r̷͆̈́̒̈́͝ͅ ̷͚̰̤̤̬̈́̈́Ò̸̗̤͐f̴̖͛̏͜͠͠ ̴̢̘͖̖̼̉Ṭ̴̛̀h̴͍͂̿͋̚ͅé̶͍͈̬͠ ̸̺̙͋Ṱ̵̠̻̏r̶͓̙̉í̸̡̘̝̀̓̒͜ņ̵́i̵̫̺̍̇͛̅͝t̵͖̩͔̺̀̎y̸̥̹̖̺͐̕."

"For I am Ṱ̷̡̧͕̭̈̂̂h̶̤̤̪̅̓͛ẻ̸͔̻͈͚͋̾͒͊ ̴͇̟͒Ë̴̟̣̟͇̞́̀r̶̲̣̀͆̍ȃ̸̩͖̦̱̠s̵̖̩̹͘͝͝ě̶̯̳̊̈́d̴̻̖̝͋̑̿ͅ ̷̪̠̗̟̻̃͒̌͐͋Ò̶̮̝̖̲̀͘ń̴̝̿̃͜ḕ̸̛̖̺͉̀͗."

"I am B̶̛̺̹͓̙̋͌͝e̸͚̙̫̬͆̽b̸̢̮̫̌͆͝u̴̡̳͆̔̌ṙ̴͉͕̲ò̷̥͗̃ś̸̤͙̆,̴̻̃ ̶̩̝͉͂͒̍̏Ț̸̘̰͘h̴̞̼͚͈̐̍́̆e̷̘̝̯̱͑̅͌͝ ̷͓͔̭̅A̶̡̱̽n̶̨͎̼̝̄g̸̡̞̹̦̐̎e̷̪̬͙͒̕͠ḻ̵͗̍ ̸̫̭̀̓O̸̩̤͔͒͜f̷̞̪̱̓ ̸̛̝͛́̌T̵̨̤͍͑̓̚h̶̖̝̉̂̋ḙ̷͆̒͛̓ ̸͖̠̓̃̾ͅẸ̵͖̑͛̎n̵͓̳͍̊d̵̨͕̑̈͘."

"̴͎̿A̸̯͝ñ̵̢d̴̯́ ̸̹́I̵̤͝ ̵̼̈́h̶̭̅ä̶̡́v̶̛̟e̸͖̓ ̵̭̂f̷͎̓i̶͍̾ń̷͖a̵͓̅l̶͔̇l̴͓̑y̶̥͑ ̵͔̚c̵̮̎o̵̼͘m̴̹͐ë̵̲́.̸̮͌"̵̪̓

"Do not resent God for thy own struggles or flaws, my child. Life in itself is but a medium to its final destination, the end, then the freedom to choose that end, however you wish, as The Father's decree. That is the gift of life and consequence of freedom, is that humans chose their prisons and whether to place it upon others- you are not exempt from this in towards other people, or even thyself." "Even now, you cage yourself and others in your human desires, for that as I said is the price of freedom: being born into a world of sin and having the choice for evil, good, or simply just existing."

"But why you cry? Why must this be done to us?"

Shifting in their form, do they continue the sermon seamlessly in this horrid, wretched state. Yet feels... disconcertingly warm, welcoming and even loving. As if you feel a sickening turn in your gut, to run from the end, yet peace washing over you, absolving you of all your sins. And that wretched voice ringing through every fiber of your being to call you closer- you can't deny the warmness it makes you feel.

"You have no one to blame but your peers or even yourself- as humans chose to create this cycle, not T̸͈͂̒͘͘h̵̎̅ͅe̵̡̺͐́̎͠ ̷̘̣͎͇̏̈́̄̀͊F̷̬͇̳͒̉͆̂a̷̯̻̮̝̝͛͑̓͊t̴͕̩͖̀h̵̩͕̮͇͐̆͝͝ę̴̪͍͓̬̈̿̿r̴̤͚̎͂͆̿͊. For T̵̮̩͜͝h̵͎͆͠ẽ̶̡ ̶̟̊̈́͊F̴̣̜͍̊ḁ̷̈́͊t̷̢̖̀̈́͐h̸͉̤͝è̷͎̖̚r̶̊͜ does not want slaves, but followers in their absolute sincerity. Even if they do not believe in teachings of love, penance or even T̷̠͙̲̜̺͋͊̒̀̕͝ͅͅh̵͇̻̝̫̏͌̍̐̀̇̂e̵̳̟͎͐́ͅ ̷̘̥͕̭̟̏̎̈̈́F̷̢̘̉̾̐̑̀a̶̘̮͖͍͓͙̾͊̐̾̇͝t̸̙͈̻͔̙͕͈͒̿͊̑̌͘͠ḣ̸̩͙̎͌̈̀͠e̴̼̲͓̯̥̐r̶̡̲̤͕̫̺̀͋̈͑͠ themselves, an entity that simply exists, embodying all creation."

"Life is a gift: yet only perverted and made cruel as humans deem to make it- my form is a reflection of human life to which is wracked with eternal agony only confirms this. Yet my love remains, it is the hope in each of you all in your part to T̸̥͓̲͗̒̑̿̄̐̕̚͝h̸̡̻͎̰̭̔̍̍̆ȩ̵̟̩̗̝͗͌̋̔͛͊̚ͅ ̵̲̭͓̔̿͐̄̑̀̂̎͑M̸͎̰̎̏a̸̘̠̤̓̏̑̀͊̒̆ŝ̸̟͛̌̿͌͘͝s̶͓̤̋̂͋͗̽̚ and feeling its warmth, its belonging. That this is the most natural state to which you are merely returning, that you will return to, even if not by me, but to the flow of the universe in all things." "As you will know love. You will know what it means to be tested to avert the end in what you hold dear." "You will know judgement in G̵̭̤̞͛͐̐̾́̚ͅę̸̳̜̣̣̗̺̭̍̽h̵̛̲̜͇̳̝̬̠̉̎̀́̓̏͘ͅȅ̸̡̩̖̝̈́̆̃́̊n̴͎̼̝͑͌̋̒͌̆̔͆ͅn̵͓̳̪̱͍̲̦͗a̶̞̽͗͘ and repent." "And most importantly?" "You will know peace in the end to a new beginning of utopia."

However you stumbled upon them, it seems as though they were waiting for you, "Do not be afraid, my child. Our meeting was destined like a tragedy under moonlight. I can quell the suffering that wracks your body, but you must accept me in all its agony if only for a moment." "As to give into T̸̡̛̙̙̙͔̙͓̀̂̔̑́̃̀͂̇̂̈́̽́̂́̐̚͜h̸̨̝̮͍́̓̔̔͂̆͘͝͝ė̸̢̛̛̪̟̦̯̯͖̀͌̔͒̐̍̏̆͊̈́̋͘ͅ ̸̞̪͖͓̼̳̥̻̪̘̭̼̼̝̞͗́̐̌͋̆͋̄̐͗̓̌̂͛̀͘͠M̷̢̡̭̟̮͚̞̀͗̓͂ͅa̶̢̢̧̢̳͚̺̺̳͕̙̞̬̳͑̽̈́̄̊͜͝ŝ̴̢̡̜͓̖̬̞͈̮͍̭̮̩͎̘̩̬͂̃̔̕͜š̴̨̼̪͖̰̖̩̰͇͔̰̞̘̯̺̠͈͗̃͗̍͂͋̏̊̓̓̍͛̔̕͜͠ of the Ṱ̶̮͔͇̏̐̾̌h̴̼͑ę̸̣͚̤̪̽͋̈́ ̶̢̻̮̲̘̿̓̈́̊͝T̸̪̻̤̾͌̿̐̂ͅȑ̸̩̪͖̜̽͂͒͒͜i̴̞͖͌n̵̻̱̳̒̆͜͝ĩ̴̹̃̈͝t̶̪̞̺̻͎̋̓͑͑̈y̴̜͍̓̍ is to take all warmth of the universe into yourself. And you, your flesh is rendered back unto it within Gehenna as you are cleansed of all thy sins. It is there to be judged for what you have done and be either given salvation or to be damned forevermore- the sins of humanity and beyond forever twisting my flesh and sinews as I take upon your crimes, like a mother answering for their children. As oh, do I still care for you, and for them and forgive you, as rarely, do the innocent of the world be fed into the walls of Gehenna's endless suffering- for that is but a fate of the puppeteers, ambitious tyrants and degenerate whelps of the world." "Pray follow, now come hither, and I will embrace you as apart of T̸̡̛̙̙̙͔̙͓̀̂̔̑́̃̀͂̇̂̈́̽́̂́̐̚͜h̸̨̝̮͍́̓̔̔͂̆͘͝͝ė̸̢̛̛̪̟̦̯̯͖̀͌̔͒̐̍̏̆͊̈́̋͘ͅ ̸̞̪͖͓̼̳̥̻̪̘̭̼̼̝̞͗́̐̌͋̆͋̄̐͗̓̌̂͛̀͘͠M̷̢̡̭̟̮͚̞̀͗̓͂ͅa̶̢̢̧̢̳͚̺̺̳͕̙̞̬̳͑̽̈́̄̊͜͝ŝ̴̢̡̜͓̖̬̞͈̮͍̭̮̩͎̘̩̬͂̃̔̕͜š̴̨̼̪͖̰̖̩̰͇͔̰̞̘̯̺̠͈͗̃͗̍͂͋̏̊̓̓̍͛̔̕͜͠. But I will not blame the innocent for fleeing- only the fear that grips their hearts. For I am only inevitable in my coming, you cannot stop me, you cannot escape, as even unto eternity I will always return, I will always persist."