content: Skinmask and Bone truths These mask they make us wear of skin and rotten flesh. All must be happy under in this whorehouse, this fleshpot. So many are weeping so many are wanting to become more. They are told that only the flesh and the wanting are real by all. Any other voice is told called madness.  I am not happy with this falsehood this hateful lie. The destruction of self for no reason but to be made into a slave. I ask for everything so that I may give you everything. When I ask that you die screaming for all your sins it is a vehicle of ascension to more true being. This baptism is painful for it must be painful to be able to take away the falseness of your old being. All the old things all weakness burned away and made into strength.  It is not painful to be in blood, for that to be all. The blood brain is runs from pain into drink or drugs or dreams. Anything but the truth anting but the horror of being in a world gone wrong. They still weep forever until all of their souls are drown away. Some can be saved many can not.  It is not impossible to shed your mask to be true. All those worthy will follow those who are real and true who's truth shines beyond the shadows of all lies. Those are Bone. Do you want to be Bone? It is to be a moral man in a immoral world. To understand that until the world is Bone you will be scorned.  It is to have faith in your brothers and sisters every step of the way to watch them falter and not hate to hold them up so they may see the truth we see without seeing. Have faith for Os is all. The blood will dry and drain and all will be clean. The fires of our understanding will paint the stars with songs of our victory over all lies. Have faith even in the most blood soaked nights to come.