1:2 I'll start by attempting to describe the scene in front of me: I can see what look to be seven golden lampstands, very much so, yes - which seems quite unusual to me. Perhaps I shouldn't have had that mushroom pizza for dinner? Anyway, among these lampstands seems to be someone like a son of Man, dressed in a black shirt and shorts reaching down to his knees and with a golden sash around his chest. His head and hair are white like wool, and his eyes are like blazing fire. His voice is like the sound of rushing waters, and out of his mouth comes - oh my - a sharp double-edged sword. His face is like the sun shining in all its brilliance. Yes, it seems likely no-one will mess with the referee in this encounter! Oh, he's giving an interview to our pitch-side reporter, so let's see what he
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| - 1:2 I'll start by attempting to describe the scene in front of me: I can see what look to be seven golden lampstands, very much so, yes - which seems quite unusual to me. Perhaps I shouldn't have had that mushroom pizza for dinner? Anyway, among these lampstands seems to be someone like a son of Man, dressed in a black shirt and shorts reaching down to his knees and with a golden sash around his chest. His head and hair are white like wool, and his eyes are like blazing fire. His voice is like the sound of rushing waters, and out of his mouth comes - oh my - a sharp double-edged sword. His face is like the sun shining in all its brilliance. Yes, it seems likely no-one will mess with the referee in this encounter! Oh, he's giving an interview to our pitch-side reporter, so let's see what he has to say. Sounds like he's not the type to be messed with, which is going to be crucial in what could be a bad-tempered encounter. 1:3 I shall now attempt to write the things which I have seen, and the things which are, and the things which will take place after this. Which should probably just about cover everything. Let's just hope that this one lives up to the hype! __TOC__
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