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.



Saturday, February 24, 2018

LAMBS BLOOD SPLASHED OVER THE DOOR

      I see a mighty war developing in the underground, womyn rising up to finally crush the patriarchy, I am certainly ready.  This is nothing I would have felt possible before.  I wrote eleven years ago, just after the three days in the hospital that I do not remember, though I awoke knowing I was not the person I thought I was, but some mystical creature.  When encouraged to believe myself a spiritual force, while others assumed I was acting and Jesus was the role....

I always felt like a spiritual force.  Not a God Emperor.   Not someone who wanted to worshiped or put on a throne, I wanted to do what I could to help the world, not knowing I had been caste as the devil, the fallen angel, in the helplessly idiotic mind of man, who believes about anything if it gets a gut reaction from them, which is easy to do by selectively telling my story.   I heard this emperor business once in the beginning, about the emperor wanted Colorado.  I responded way too late, though Denver, with it's DUMB, and the mountains, provided some defense I hoped.   I was watching Jeremiah Johnson, after crying and listening to a John Denver song.....  I suppose because of the drugging they gave me.  NOTHING like that had ever happened to me, and I did not want it to stop.  I did not think of people watching me, let alone they would be so childish so as to make sport of me for crying.   I saw another reference to this is some mockery of the 300 movie, where they made the guy crying and telling people to leave brittany alone was a God Emperor.   This works with a globalists plan, this does not work with someone like me, who thinks people should govern themselves as much as possible, and no one throne can be trusted with that much power.

A man died going into the Colorado capital building declaring the Emperor wants Denver, then lets himself get shot down... he was heavily armed and dressed in black, but there on a suicide mission to get a message out  in the media, to those who would understand it.   They gathered in Denver, and were called fallen angels.   They twist things on tv and yet the truth more than anyone outside of this paradigm would believe.   I rebelled at believing this while I was in the middle of it, to try to hide from the deaths being caused by my actions, and tried to laugh off their reports of violence as jokes, like mine would have been.   Those watching my reactions took this to be a blase attitude toward the deaths, though this was merely me putting the pain of the moment aside as much as possible, or at the very least not showing my emotions.   Regardless, BACK TO my people going to war with a criminal group, on the eve of what would have been my ascension had I not done this, and the criminals backing me would have went right along.

They had killed some marines.   I have since realized the English did as well and this is not something I can easily forgive.   I was so naive when I first watched this, that I thought I was dr who in the damn show.   But then they made fun of gay, bi racial marines.... made them all out to be fanatics, and the leaders were people who had their heads cut off.   The villian in the show had some kind of way to control peoples emotions, like a cult.   When it ended, the woman buddy shot the woman, with a pirates eye patch, dead.....

They did various shows trying to belittle me.   I was making fun of the queen and the royal family like a lot of people do and was surprised as hell when the queen came to me and said just we have to stop this.....   they broke into a BBC channel to get to me.    I thought she meant my criticism of her, as a metaphor for all royalty and excessive, stolen, colonial wealth.   I did not realize my actions were being scrutinized by all the groups they were.   I knew some assholes were watching me when certain shows that were live were on, but I had no idea other than that spies were reporting on me,usually my worst moments of the week,   An anger rises up in my again at those who told you I wanted you to give me your free will....

That is nothing I will accept from another.  Period....   I do not look at life as ending with one of two options, Heaven or Hell.   We love to believe in a Hell for the sinners in this world, but I believe everyone goes to Heaven.  I think Hell is a penance, or the teaching the soul a lesson, by having them relive all the pain they have caused with their life, their lives passing before their eyes with the emotions reversed.  Then they are free souls for a bit, who have lived good and bad lives, as they follow a plan of God that I do not understand perhaps as well as the Buddhists who believe in reincarnation. though there is NO KARMA involved in my cosmology.....   

I do not believe if Hitler is reborn as a little girl in Iowa that she should be struck down by horrible disease, or whatever....  No, I do not blame Children's diseases on their past lives, or like a sciientologist, because they could cure themselves, to the point they felt fetuses withe AIDS were at fault for getting the disease and would not donate to help the babies live with the disease.  Found this out from Jenna Elfman.... who I like as an actress though I have no problem with how a person thinks, I do hate to see their FREE WILL STOLEN and will try to help them regain thinking and stop living for a crazed fantasy that has been a money making proposition for the physically and mentally abusive supreme leader, who answers to NO ONE/   


Will we be able to heal the rift created by our enemy to get us fighting among ourselves, might as well be can we win or not?   No race or religion or political philosophy can confront our system.   ONLY  a class war can win.  Nothing else should matter, for now...  almost all of our problems will be solved merely by working together, the great catastrophe predicted to come is here, in the form of a world wide oligarchy that must be dismantled.
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