I took out the lasers from this on line novel...

For most of humynkinds history I have led slave revolts, started religions, or steered them, was an acolyte to your holy men.appearing at times as an Angel, a burning bush.... I am not an angel. Angels can fall. I cannot fall. I earned my position by being the first creature in all of the cosmos to say No to God. My kind collects souls from destroyed planets... entrophy says they all go. He would send those from my planet to give creatures a mercy death, though this was not explained to me... we followed orders out of love of God, our Father -- so to speak, He has no sex, I merely follow your traditions.



---- this is a novel in progress, which also is trying to teach how to write a book. I hope to get these two texts from this vlog. I am a well read and published author from way back with lots of education and experience, though I have never tried to do this before... as such, I took out a major plot device.. the lasers.... you will understand as the story unfolds......






I learned to love the creatures of the planet he sent me to that time, and how He laughed at me, How he seemed to love me ever more. His creation had taken on a life of his own and created Free Will. He allowed me then a variation on our ways, told me that he would send me to the very beginnings of the lives on the planet, that I could attempt to give them ten thousand years of peace before their end. I am the greatest mass murderer in the history of time. I will in the end destroy all that lives on this planet. The Father will decide if I have succeeded or not in steering the species to life or death.Our Father is pure love, and entity I have witnessed in a dream/vision, vast and timeless and immobile.


When a soul has their final death, and nothing is left on the planet's surface to draw the entity back into the cycles of living and learning, they gravitate toward God from every planet, dimension, time... I AM a different being, The Chosen One -- cursed I think at times... chosen for a mission that I would never ask of another. Instead of going back to God, where I began my existence, I instead feel the pull of the pain of other life forms, other planets that are like this earth, struggling with the suffering of the cycle of life.


Now I AM the Son of Man, living among you since before life began here... a creature who is lless than the Father who created us -- I use Father as your term, in reality you would no more apply a sex to GOD than you would a boulder. This is the tale of your planet, from the beginning to the now, as well as a prophesy of your possible futures... Your bibles have some truth, and one is that even the son does not know when the Father will bring on what some of you refer to the rapture, and others death by the greenhouse effect, others nuclear war, others the simple passage of time that eventually destroys all that is created... I am here to answer the prayers that began when your mind first was able to understand death... when you first began to spin myths to answer the questions that are not yours to know except in the most childish of manners... WHAT HAPPENS WHEN WE DIE? I appear in each generation, awakening only after I have learned the ways of a time enough to fullfill my mission. They vary from situation to situation, fire to fire I trudge, bringing my soul into the worst of situations, to rekindle the FREE WILL that humyns have been granted; the only species on the planet that is not completly bound by ther genetic imperatives -- though they are much more than they realize. In one life I am leading a slave revolt; another teaching priests a new slant on religion; another an ancient warrior covered in bear skin barely keeping his tribe alive in desperate times... and now, a warrior in a shadow war fought behind the scenes of the media, between intelligence agencies, undergroud groups, the deeper levels of the Churches, the Masons, the oligarchies, the east and the west... as I try to prepare the souls on earth to choose between ten thousand years of peace, or the haunting visions of endless lightening flowing from my chest, and endless fire from my back, great streams of destruction encircling the planet and consuming the earth... What sounds like a horror will be, should the father decide your ability to solve your problems is hopeless, a mercy killing before the planet plunges into pure chaos, as the damaged atmosphere begins to destroy their crops, flood the coasts, sending cannabilistic refugees across the planet... and bringing a hell on earth God will not allow. My mission is to stop the wealthy from destroying the planet by living lives of luxury while most of the planet is plunged into poverty by their excesses. Already I have been recognized by presidents, popes, the leaders of all countries and churches... and also hidden, as best the intelligence agencies can, after they tried to use me, when I was still waking up... I tried to warn them that while I am forgiving, my Father watches what is done to His son, and exacts horrible revenge...




This book I am drafting will confuse some of you, as I write for those who are involved in the secret world they keep from the masses, though I will try to avoid this... there is cognitive dissonance in all minds, that will attempt to tell you what I write is all fiction, but my oath to you is that I will tell all I can about the ways of man that I learned when the elite attempted to make me create a world wide religion, leading to a one world government, and the carnage that has been left in my wake.... I cannot tell everything, so I use fiction where I must, and other incidents I must leave out entirely, because my writing has resulted in unintended death all across this planet. I am the most dangerous creation God has ever created. I am also the most forgiving.




I OFFER REDEMPTION AND FORGIVENESS for every soul that truly will change their ways.... others I have a special hell for, a place where they pay penance, and learn how much I despise the lifestyle they have just lived. Thank you for reading my words. Know that though I was greatly disturbed when I awoke in these times from my innocence, and this writing should be greatly disturbing to you, that God is love, and in the end, every soul will experience the absolute ecstasy of dwelling in the Golden Light of God's Overwhelming Love forever.

There are compiled entries where you can now read the story up to this point. This is first draft, where I write everything down at first, even though if some of it clashes with other parts... then later decide which way to go. I go back over these compiled chapters again and again, working on them to perfect them, and then working on what is to come, which is the roughest prose. All throughout the book there is more telling so far than showing, because a lot has to be told to bring the reader up to speed, on a war that has been going on for eight years, and has finally come to a head as the elite decide to genocide seven billion and the protagonist begins nuking .... well, let that be a surprise. There are two things going on here, the teaching of how to write a book, and a book... which will become clear if you read the blog. I HAVE MADE A MAJOR CHANGE SINCE DRAFTING THIS BOOK. I AM REMOVING THE USE OF LASERS. PLEASE KEEP THIS IN MIND IF YOU ARE READING THIS DRAFT FROM THE BEGINNING. I hope the chapters stand alone, in a way, from the over all text and can be read as a short story. The poet in me wants each line to sound as if their is a sonnet birthing... But anyways, the chapters I have now are being pared down, to where about five of them are kept, and the remaining chapters, which grow organically from all the ideas in the draft, are set in stone. You are supposed to let the novel lead you, according to John Gardner, and while I love his books, I think he could have plotted better. I aspire at least to be the student who surpasses the teacher, who added to the science of literature his contribution.



Sunday, January 3, 2016

IMPROVISATION

Imagine everyone around you knows about a secret world, that they are all living cover lives and you have no idea;  imagine that you are writing your political beliefs and fiction on the web, thinking yourself un-noticed, obscure;  imagine you do not realize that the world has been waiting for you to become the Christ since you were a child;   imagine you have given up on religion and humanity and your body is crippled with pain and you have no ability to work anymore, after being industrious since childhood taking a shovel out after snowstorms and banging on doors all day.... getting your first job at the age of twelve and suddenly being unable to do much of anything without taking hand fulls of pain pills;   imagine being offered the life you have always wanted, fame and fortune, only to find all these nightmarish events happening around you.... that you simply do not understand;   imagine it is all so overwhelming that the only way you can continue is to pretend that it is not happening, and everyone around you in your life is acting like nothing is happening.

Imagine finding the voice of Jesus raging thru you....  Jesus.  After having a dream twenty years before that Jesus would return in the city you happened to end up in.  Imagine during all this people are working with you doing things that you would never do....  imagine seeing horrible things on the television that seem vaguely related to your work, or something you said.... and being able to do nothing more than see it on the television...

I do not know if it is true that I began growing wings at the age of five, or if this was part of some lie.  I do not know if the man who I knew as a poet and came up to me on the street and said I was Jesus Christ was an operative or sincere.  I do not what all of my words were used for ...  all I know is that I must use what I have now to try to stop the actions of an evil few who are trying to take over the world and enslave most of the population.   John F. Kennedy tried to warn us about the secret societies and the zionists and the bankers.  They have never let another president rise again who was not a freemason.  I believe.  Or vetted by this group.   Who fights them?  Should they be fought?  After the way they treated me, I have little faith in their being a righteous group.  Why did the vatican name their telescope Lucifer?  Are there people who worship this so called fallen angel?

Those I said were angels used this power to subjugate others.  Those I said were soldiers ....  the all out war leaves no civilians.  This many of you have learned.  I told you DO NOT GIVE ME POWER...  do you remember that?   God put me in deep trances, and that is where the poetry came from.  I had visions of going into hell and releasing all the lost souls, of satan dying at the hands of his own son....  a vision of fallen angels, demons, falling on their knees in tears at my mercy.   I had visions of going from planet to planet, visions of places throughout the cosmos where there was still evil, and that humans were bred in this kill or be killed world to be warriors traveling across the cosmos freeing worlds as we made our way back to the father....  visions of sending the souls off to heaven, and then continuing a lonely journey from planet to planet gathering souls from dying planets.  I had visions of seeing sparks of souls all over the planet...  

There are many things  that came to me....   were they imagined?   I do not know...Too many of my idle speculations and fantasies that I told no one have come true, the fantastical....

I was learning something new all the time between twenty ten and thirteen.  You kept so much from me...  because you knew I would not go along...  or you had to keep things secret.   I wanted to be a honest as possible with you, but you showed me a terrifying world...   and though I would not believe you... the things I heard seemed too fantastical for belief.  This money I never saw, this family I never knew about...  some people believing I am the Christ, others taking me hostage thinking I am some figure in a race war orchestrating tortures....

I was acting on feelings of revulsion often, that I believe were inspired by God... like not taking money that was offered in o seven.   Later you thought I was paid all this money and endorsed by all these people when I was seeing none of this, and knew none of the people you told me were my associates.  

I still believe in my mission.  I hold onto the thought that GOD has caused all this to happen to set up a way for me to save this world from the short sighted oligarchy -- oh, they think they are long term thinking, but their plans are too evil to be allowed.   I will stop them, if I have the allies to do so.  Otherwise you will destroy this planet on your own, or I will provide a mercy killing.  This is my vision.  One of a great cities in massive forests, where all cultures and peoples are living together and apart, enlightened and exploring and learning about what they will, believing in God or not...   Like myself, my Father does not need your worship....men want to be worshipped, this is why you all want to be famous.  Elected...  etcetera...

I was not making things up for the hell of it.   I had to adjust to that webcam... had to respond to the assault...  I knew some were interested in my spirituality, but I am not here to order you around, or take your free will.   In this way, you have me all wrong.   I wrote against cults....all the time.  I wrote against many things you did.   God knows better than me.

Some things I will never understand about this until I am dead.   I wish to this day that you would send me an emissary and allow me to learn what is really going on and serve this world.   I do not want to be served...  I wish to serve.   I certainly know that the people who came up with this plan were conquerors.   My intent became to fight back.

I was only acting when I was trying to scare you away from attacking me.  I followed my instincts to fight evil, and served masters I hated unknowingly.  My trust in any who came into my life, my friendly nature was distorted and lost at some point.  The things done in my name, in the name of the many Gods I have been to you humans is why I keep having to come back...  humyns have too much of what I can only think of now is an evil need to dominate and compete with one another has been my enemy throughout the eons.  I sympathize with all of you... to this day I cannot understand why it was so important for you to get me on the white or black side.  I believe these are made up sides, distractions....   as I believed as Jesus, and throughout most of my lives, the rich and those who believe they are the chosen of God, or use God to enrich themselves, have always been the ones to fight me.

I think often of a song on xrt that won all these awards, Irish singers, a group that you have been told I turned against...  I sure as hell did not like that all this money you made off of me went to who it did...  now you have a song from this same group saying there is no heaven,....  I had too many visions of Heaven to believe a word of that, but since I would not go along with you, you turned on me.   I would rather be righteous and stand alone than be beloved by the deluded fucks on this planet.  Because I am never alone.

I cannot tell where the evil is....  I have to believe what I read on the net, which I know is unreliable after knowing so many things no one writes....

I end this by saying do not think I will take a side in a race war.   I do not want any group ruling over another...  I still believe in the individual, as well as the collective.  We need a balanced mix of the two... right now too much power is in the hands of the few...  we need to swing back to the left at this point, and since an independent is running, I will support Bernie Sanders in the coming election.   I think you should as well.   Yes, voting is not going to do too much, but it does do something,... and he is certainly better than Clinton, who I suspect they will try to nominate, but she has so much baggage that she could lose.  Sanders is different enough, and the neocons have been exposed to most people, so he may have a chance of winning.

GOD bless you all....  whether you believe or not, I AM here... and you have two choices.  Work with me to save the planet, or suffer a slow death of your planet, or a blast of fire and lightening == a mercy killing.






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