from heaven, with love

THE SCROLL

Peace be upon you, holder of the scroll.

All praise be to God, for He has chosen you for a very special task. He has chosen you to be the bearer of good tidings and a warner to mankind. 

If you accept this mission and carry it out faithfully, you will be rewarded with rewards that no eye has ever seen, no ear has ever heard, and no hand has ever touched. If you turn back on your heels, then beware a severe torment. 

This task is not strewn with flowers, and you will be inflicted with hardships, faced with obstacles and be attacked on all sides. Bear it with patience, for in every bitter medicine is the cure.

Persevere until your last breath, and we will be waiting for you in gardens of everlasting pleasure. We have spilled blood, sweat and tears carrying the torch to you, do not disappoint us and let the flame die.

With love,

The enlightened ones who came before you.