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Son of a Fink

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Currently We Are Finishing Up The Last Few Projects Here In Kansas. Next Our Journey Will Take Us To Florida Where We Will Be Building A Batmobile For Masked Miracles A Non-Profit. (He Visits Kids In Children's Hospitals Dressed As Batman). You Will See Us Finishing Up Airbrushing Projects, Going Over Tools, And The Occasional Off-Topic Video. BJ Is A Kustom Fabricator, Artist, And Builder; He Can Basically Build Anything! He Has A Deep Love For Telling A Story Through Art And His Projects! Currently He Is On A Mission To Lose Weight. He Has Gone From 418 lbs To 341 lbs And Still Dropping! A Lot Of That Weight Loss Comes From Him Getting Back Out On His Longboard Again So Expect To See Some More Of That! Well I Am Cody, I Do All Of The Editing And Basically Everything On The Computer. I Am A Self Taught Editor And Learning More Every Day! If You Ever Have Any Tips I Would Love To Hear You Out! I TOO LOVE LONGBOARDING! So With Me Editing You Probably Will See More! :)

The Sons of God

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Application of the Sons of Light in the Dead Sea Scrolls to the Modern World In ancient verses, wisdom's seed, where deep truths are unfurled, A dance of matter, creed, and deed, within the cosmic world. For all returns to sacred roots, as sages have divined, In destiny's intricate routes, the universal mind. The sins of the world, not set in stone, but wrought by our hands' design, In deeds we've done, in seeds we've sown, on life's shifting sands, we pine. Here, the Sons of Light embark, against the shadows' swell, In heart and spirit, they mark, the paths from which we fell. Their quest, a beacon in the dark, a journey towards the dawn, Where truth's light, stark and stark, on human hearts is drawn. Adultery of spirit, not flesh, in metaphors so bold, Where paths of falsehood intermesh, in tales since ages old. A sin's not merely an act unkind, but a dance with shadows deep, A twist of heart, a turn of mind, where lesser angels sleep. The Sons of Light, with lanterns bright, seek to guide the way, Through night's plight, to morning's light, and wisdom's clear day. In whispers of the ancient lore, where wisdom's roots run deep, The Sons of Light, through open door, their sacred vigil keep. The dance of life, a transient show, where all things intertwine, In their quest, the truths we know, in destiny's fine line. Disease and death, love's masquerade, in this grand cosmic play, The Sons of Light, unafraid, shine on where our follies lay. Contrary passions, born and bred, in tumultuous life's embrace, They lead to truth, as sages said, a return to grace's face. The sin of the world, a concept turned, in cosmic interplay, The Sons of Light, with lessons learned, dispel the shadows' sway. Adultery of spirit, not flesh, their lanterns bright reveal, The paths of truth amidst the mesh of falsehood's dark appeal. Seek contentment in nature's face, or in a heart that's still, The Sons of Light, in their grace, guide us to wisdom's rill. For in life's dance, with their light's tune, and wisdom as our guide, We find the harmony of a world in tune, with truth by our side.