.[–] 131313 0 points (+0|-0) 23 hours ago
No we are the same bloodline. The Philosopher's Stone is the Grail of Lucifer
For the formula of God, is the mathematics written in the tarot. The face of God, is the form of the universe. The form of beauty, is the form of creation and towards which, we advance.
Of course, it should be mentioned that the lion—the rampant red lion—was the primary symbol of Scotland. Certainly, none of this detracts from the likely biblical origins of these symbols. For Scotland and England are both Ephraim (represented by a bull or unicorn)—and are both ruled over by the Judahite house of David (represented by a lion).
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Gothamgirl ago
According to posts here yesterday https://voat.co/v/pizzagate/1984915
.[–] 131313 0 points (+0|-0) 23 hours ago No we are the same bloodline. The Philosopher's Stone is the Grail of Lucifer
For the formula of God, is the mathematics written in the tarot. The face of God, is the form of the universe. The form of beauty, is the form of creation and towards which, we advance.
MasterLucifer ago
And the perfect form, is eternity.
Gothamgirl ago
So am I understanding correctly, you believe God and Lucifer are one?
MasterLucifer ago
Is The House Of David, Represented By A Unicorn?
Gothamgirl ago
From a news clipping
Of course, it should be mentioned that the lion—the rampant red lion—was the primary symbol of Scotland. Certainly, none of this detracts from the likely biblical origins of these symbols. For Scotland and England are both Ephraim (represented by a bull or unicorn)—and are both ruled over by the Judahite house of David (represented by a lion).
MasterLucifer ago
And did those feet in ancient time Walk upon Englands mountains green: And was the holy Lamb of God, On Englands pleasant pastures seen!
And did the Countenance Divine, Shine forth upon our clouded hills? And was Jerusalem builded here, Among these dark Satanic Mills?
Bring me my Bow of burning gold: Bring me my arrows of desire: Bring me my Spear: O clouds unfold! Bring me my Chariot of fire!
I will not cease from Mental Fight, Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand: Till we have built Jerusalem, In Englands green & pleasant Land.