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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. |
earful joyful Earth born aliens out in the never-ending-voids, who also happily existed in a state of near child like harmony innocence and bliss.
Foraging aliens who had adopted a free form of National Socialism on a global scale back home: with some of the more enlightened minds even describing the social structure created, .. as the most exclusive (and inclusive) method of government that the entire universe has ever seen.
On the heavenly planet in question: the euphoric garden of Eden spanned right across all of the continents that made up the newly resurrected Teteo Alliance. An elected international ruling council was also housed in the splendid planetary capital city of New Nictlan: which was itself a large sprawling metropolis made of highly polished white marble, .. and in its tall gleaming towers; a masterfully ran control center was at the very heart of the highly profitable Commonwealth Trading-Markets, which was a name that drew admiration from all over.
But in this state of near perfection, the end was nigh.
An end whose destruction was written in the stars with the coming of the dark ones.
Shadow warlike alien warriors, .. — Who were already on the move, .. — Moving out into the light.
Time was once again running out, but could a small beacon lit in the void be our salvation? – The Universe itself was watching that small light intently, but by now the God of all creation had completely given up any hope of her masterfully constructed plans for the humans ever gaining fruition, and was pondering long and hard on whether to implement Plan ‘B,’ but that would require her starting again, .. (and from scratch at that.)
It was a troubling decision that she had to make, and like all gods in this unenviable position: she played her fiddle mournfully overlooking the city in flames below, and as the divine being played: she also envisaged Plan ‘B’ in action.
God herself might well have changed her tune though if she’d known what one small human boy was capable of doing in her name, but she didn’t know: because the boy was standing in the shade, as some young boys are wont to do now and again.
Can I hear an Amen!
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The books listed in this series are as follows:-
Book Number [ 1 ]
Book Fellowship of the Hind Book 1 WW == Wet Or Wost Book 2 RK == Return of the Kings Book 3
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Book Number [ 2 ]
Book Book 2 RK == Return of the Kings Book 3
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Book Number [ 3 ]
Book Fellowship of the Hind Book 1 WW == Wet Or Wost Book 2 RK == Return of the Kings Book 3
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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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