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by Mrs Jessica Simpson © 2007-2021

[ Gennaro’s Children ]

Series Number: [ 1 ]

This is a (kiss-n-tell-tale) like no other, because its snarling drawn back puckered lips covered in blood, speaks quite elegantly of a Never-Ending-Story.

An ongoing narrative that concerns the missing time-line of our own history, a cherished past that’s been callously ripped up and torn to shreds: which means that we are all living the lie, but none of us even know it.

This heinous crime against mankind was committed by a mysterious terrorist group, that the tCouncil from our distant future; have simply called (the Others), and that’s simply because in all of known time; no one has ever come forward and claimed responsibility for totally disgracing God’s most holy master plan for humanity, ..

A cunning holy master plan that she’d apparently worked very hard on throughout the long dark ages.

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A cunning holy master plan that would have ultimately seen God’s cherished children raised up to a state of godly-grace, .. a noble grace that was actually born from humanities own humble origins.

After the illegal timely actions of (the Others), we now find the godly promise of (the Rapture) in tatters and reduced to crumbling universal rubble.

The master plan was a masterly heavenly construction forged on the backs of many manly slaves, all that devoted masculine effort was something else that the one true God didn’t want to see discarded, then blown away like dust in the competing cosmic winds, but riding rough-shod over all of it: was the horrendous expense in lost man-hours tallied-up over the long years in even making the cost saving Rapture plan happen.

** The overall lost profit, verses the heavy losses in the heavenly running balance-sheet, is probably one of the reasons why the recovery project was formed.

Being as the Relic collections was also a very cheap side option to explore — setup and then execute: no one saw any downsides in letting it run either.

The new costings plan was a possible, (could possibly – be used), to thusly resurrect the decrepit holy plan from the grave, and all by using the recently deceased: who didn’t even need paying for their troubles.

Which by the way, was something that the Holy Consortium had been forced to do 2,010 years earlier on the third day, ..
– With it must be said, varying degrees of success: especially after the schisms tore them apart.

Amen!

 

Thanks for reading, Jessica: Praise be the ORI.

 

The books listed in this series are as follows:-

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the Gathering

Book Number [ 1 ]

A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away. It is a dark period as civil wars begun erupting throughout the vast trading empire. A brave alliance of underground freedom fighters have challenged the tyranny and oppression of the awesome Great Market Traders. Striking from a fortress stall-holder market, hidden deep in amongst the billions of other accredited traders: rebel sole-traders have won their first victory in a battle with the powerful Trading Standards Enforcers. The Great Market fears that another defeat could bring a thousand more solar system free-traders into the rebellion, and if that happened - {Then in the blink of an eye it was all gone.}

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Generations

Book Number [ 2 ]

Walking back through time, and returning to their futures, God’s selected time warriors are now formally called the Mech’tee. (Mechanics of time). None of God's many billions of sanctioned {Pilgrims} may bar their way, with all required to give assistance if asked. Failure in fulfilling either condition, could then see the unhelpful pilgrim face the full wrath of the {One True Creator} herself. True to the {Word of God}, they've all been assisted in their travels, and have been cordially directed to the very gates of the underworld itself; by a very large winged lion, .. (made up entirely of light.)

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ECHO’S

Book Number [ 3 ]

This is the third book in a series: flagging is what it’s supposed to do, and the time-team are, .. (badly). And yes! It’s supposed to have a bloody apostrophe in the title. Because the echo belongs to itself; Dur! – Doh! [...] The apotheotic-apostrophic time-lines have, and are continuing to collapse, and to top it all: the distraught team have [now] found that they’ve lost their way in space, and time, (that are the same), and actually being trapped inside a slowly contracting glass-glove is pretty irrelevant. [...] In this new original echo: Romana must now decide where her own future lies, she simply must remember Sam and the (Other Team), but will she remember in time?

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Changes

Book Number [ 4 ]

If things don’t change, (they’ll stay as they are), and that’s simply not an option. The future is what we make it, and our hero’s have made all alone, but they still have a gruesome job to do; even if their own personal God has abandoned them. The trouble is it now matters little in the grand scheme of things. Sam’s [Deep Knowledge] is still haunting him, and he hasn’t shared it all with his team members. Jane is the only now becoming aware of what he’s hiding, but her current involvement with the team is drawing to a close. Time is yet again slipping away, but the Mech’tee now have a new master; the most revered member of Parliament called Councillor Brown. - He alone has resurrected the old [Mission Statement], and they’ve all agreed with him that it was a good idea, and sleeping alone is a good idea anyhow, but will it put them back on track? - Or has time finally run out for all of them.

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Origins

Book Number [ 5 ]

In the beginning, was the word, and that word became us all. Experience a day in the life of the dull and boring, and this day was no different than any other dull and boring day, or was it: because on this normal day, is the start point of how it all came into being. Origins says it all, and this narrative tells of that hot boring day in June in the year of 2037, and what happened from there on in. Follow the course of events that dragged me to where I am today. [...] But where am I really, or even in reality.

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Five and a Half

Book Number [ 6 ]

See Romulus and Remus take to the (Boxing Ring) to settle an old score. See Mr Tumms administer justice, and cower in dismay at what Moxy has planned for the Pheasants of the Great Field. Watch in amazement as the great adventure of going round the bowl begins, and then stare in wonder at (the Ghost) called Glenda. Hidden in the bushes: see her rise to majestic power, and then witness her fall from grace.

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Golden Dawn

Book Number [ 7 ]

It’s all happening in the mighty Bee-Boo communications tower. Terrorist or Liberators, but does [one death] then justify the fight for our liberty, and even the ultimate freedom that that innocent death would bring? Or, is that price for freedom: far too much to pay! Sam’s Sons are working the crowd, and doing an excellent job at that. So much so, that no-one noticed; they weren’t suppose to.

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At the end of the Day

Book Number [ 8 ]

This is the final (installment) in the Gennaro’s Children Series; along with the lasting conclusion of the Underworld Chronicles that also ties into Jays' unearthed clipboard: the only survivor of the Unintentional Aquanaut adventures in the deeps. We are really at the end of time, and with the worlds about to collide at that, but what can we do to save ourselves? Unfortunately: that’s all semantics cooked up by a condemned man, as it means very little to someone who’s scheduled to die that very night. Because as far as you’re concerned [Dearly Beloved’d], the entire universe is about to end: along with you.

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This is a (kiss-n-tell-tale) like no other, because its snarling drawn back puckered lips covered in blood, speaks quite elegantly of a Never-Ending-Story.

An ongoing narrative that concerns the missing time-line of our own history, a cherished past that’s been callously ripped up and torn to shreds: which means that we are all living the lie, but none of us even know it.

This heinous crime against mankind was committed by a mysterious terrorist group, that the tCouncil from our distant future; have simply called (the Others), and that’s simply because in all of known time; no one has ever come forward and claimed responsibility for totally disgracing God’s most holy master plan for humanity, ..

Here we are, .. (Masters of the Universe), .. and also at the very start, that eventually saw God’s perfect master-plan left in tatters in one hellish place, but right inside another sacred dimension: the graceful heavenly undertaking mapped out for humanity was hopelessly lost.

In the opening unguarded void, the human-race independently evolved and grew strong on the unsanctioned planet.

Resulting in the (Children of God) knowing their true place in the universe, a place where the superior aliens forged a profitable path out into the ever expanding trading cosmos, but this wasn’t written in the stars: this Utopia wasn’t part of the holy edict that God had envisaged for mankind, this version of hell would ultimately end in tears.

The holy monk of God and their many monkley screams of despair is clearly heard, but who is screaming? You, .. in observing it! – Or  is it going on all around you? – Are you mad? – Or is it all madness!

God’s holy Plan ‘B’ has been activated, .. which she’s officially described as her ultimate solution to (the Other) mess.

Unfortunately, it also has the undesirable side-effect of triggering the total biological destruction of all life on Earth, but this mental pause has halted it: because [ you ] my dear reader, are the consummate consumer that eventually triggers it.

Everything has a beginning, even God had her own creation story, but this unholy origin tale was found buried in the back end of a lower slurry bed filing cabinet, physically located under the bogs designation drive.

Its dubious location can not be legally challenged either, because the holy index system used on the first forbidden tome doesn’t lie, the encryption employed on the encrusted bowel tumblers physically can’t: its bound.

After fully digesting the first explosive scroll, it becomes apparent why this report was buried as it was, the compact story that’s been laid out bare here; loosely describes how our corrupted time-line really got passed, parasitic worms and all.


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young type of gypsy girl in mediative thought

The simple wave file that I’ve simply created, is a short into from chapter one of Gennaro’s Children: it also demonstrates the superb voice called AMY from INOVA.

Extract From, .. UA - Bk I

clip:- "these three days out from Purr’louver city: be a sorry tale of woe and betrayal, and now I find myself trapped a thousand foot up in the air, and held in the bowels of an ancient cargo carrier that's thousand foot long: the airship is called the Parr’Sol, but there's not a gas bag insight."



Commented Code Page on how this grid-site was constructed.