And the angel of the lord came unto me, snatching me up from my place of slumber.
And took me on high, and higher still until we moved to the spaces betwixt the air itself.
And he brought me into a vast farmlands of our own midwest.
And as we descended, cries of impending doom rose from the soil.
One thousand, nay a million voices full of fear.
And terror possesed me then.
And I begged,
"Angel of the Lord, what are these tortured screams?"
And the angel said unto me,
"These are the cries of the forgotten, the cries of the forgotten!
You see, Reverend Credence, tomorrow brings new memories, and to them, it is the holocaust."
And I sprang from my slumber drenched in sweat like the tears of one million terrified brothers and roared,
"Hear me now, I have seen the light!
They have a consciousness, they have a life, they have a soul!

And with that, I lost consciousness...

It was daylight when I woke up in my ditch. 
I  looked up at my sky then.
That made blue be my color... 
I  had my sword there with me, too.
When I stood up there was goo all over my clothes. 
My hands were sticky. 
I wiped them on my grass, so now my color was green.
Oh Lord, why did everything always have to keep changing like this?
I was already getting nervous again. 
My head hurt and it rang when I stood up.
My head was almost empty.
It always hurt me when I woke up like this. 
I crawled up out of my ditch onto my gravel road and began to walk,
waiting for the rest of my mind to come back to me. 
I could see the carriage parked far down the road and walked towards it.
"If God is our Father," I thought, "then Satan must be our cousin."
Why doesn't anyone else understand these important things? 
I got to my carriage and tried all the doors.
They were locked.
It was a polished carriage and it was new.
There was an expensive leather belt lying there on the seat.
Out across my field, I could see two tiny people walking by my woods. 
I began to walk towards them...

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