There is a great Gardner; ONE whom tends to his vines. His grapes are of all colours, shapes, and types.
There was an evil whore. She was infecting all the vines in the valley with evil spells, and wicked morals. She trampled on the roots of the good vines, crushing the life from them. I will take away the name of the Gardner, he will have no name to give his crops; she stated. The vines paid great tribute to the whore, who demanded by fraud, sums of monies from the mouths of the poor vines. The stones cried.
It came to pass that one day a great plague came upon his beloved vines. They turned ugly, disfigured, and crooked. The Gardner was grief stricken by this great evil that befell his vines. He had no option, but to prune away the dead branches, and burn them, to prevent the good branches from being infected.
He made a new covenant with the remnant vines. He said my name in short form is YAH. Know me, my little children, and stay clear of that wicked evil whore; for she hides my name from you, making your covenants invalid.
The whore became irrelevant, and unknown. The vines hissed at her, and she ran away naked, and exposed for what she really was. The anti-Gardner.
Verily, verily the remnant became loving vines, who helped others for no monies by fraudulent gain; because they loved YAH, and YAH shew great joy by shining his esteem on them.
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HalleluYAH Amein.
