Old story

 

Live long and prosper

Star Date: 01. 01. XX XXV

 

life goes on; it's just different. 

The Alpha is silent 

Berashit

In the beginning

end from the beginning.

There is a story of two princes raised by a wolf

An argument ensues over which hill to use

A story since the beginning of time, there is more to that story

The Catholic Church in it's Pride to get along convened a synod and in synodality built an icon that removed the soul and removed all beauty of what God has given us and to show what we can achieve, their new icon has expunged humanity. 

This also is a story since the beginning of time, there is more to that story

In the temple of the Sun and Moon I stood

In the temple of the Father and Mother I knelt

The bones of my ancestors that God created I hold

The hearth fire We keep alive

Vesta is patching it together

Sun at her back 

left eye alight 

crystal cross before thee 

a shadow of an angel to be

Up the mountain they went 

drum beat in hand

call to their brothers

lighting the way

through the veil of haze

they saw her 

hovering bright

cone of light

above her heads spinning

Be still and listen

One day I will tell you a story 

This Halloween fear not the ghouls that slither on the ground beneath the place you walk in space where you can not See. Beware the ghouls their masked removed their words dripping with the sacrificial blood of children. 

In this world of such ugly 

I'm grateful for the vision of beauty before my eyes, 

to call Gods glory forward for all to See. 

Inshallah

 

Star Date: Thirty, Eight, Twenty Twenty Four

 

I'd like to jot a few things down for note so you can flavor this time of humans.

Every electrical current I follow says there is so much oxygen in the atmosphere it won't be as pretty as a daisy bomb. (Personally I'd like it to hold off a few months.)

The 2024 election in the United States is around the corner, I'm not aware of actual peace and stability anywhere in the world. They already had the reset and the coup now what do they do?

While I see women repeating that men should get vasectomies instead of women getting pregnant and having to have abortions, but they personally wouldn't have one but they won't judge some one else...They are saying you kill who ever you want they can't judge you or your situation. I would say forgive them God, they know not what they do, but they sure do sing about abortion in cadence as if they don't raise the flag of baby killing they won't be in the 'club' anymore. I wonder if they know how incredibly disgusting they look from the outside in; same with the ones that raise the + flag. Their moms should have taught them that they are who they hang with. 

These women have no idea what ghouls they are

 mask off as they take pride in the sacrifice

Don't mind me here

It's harvest time

Et tel

It's in the air everywhere now

The gangs arriving wolf pack in hand

Do you ever hear the screaming babies in your head

Stead fast

Women are fighting for their ability to kill their future

Women are fighting for their right to work as a slave to the state

Women are fighting for their right to pop poison pills 

You can stop here if you want, the rest is the most important that's why it's repeated often.  

Be still and listen 

One day I'll tell you a story

In the year of our Lord XX XX the United States Capitol was fenced in and the National Guard pointed its weapons at We The People. People that remind others of the Truth, that they weaponized a virus to attack humans, then told people if you don't let us put this* in your body we will not allow you to earn a wage, eat, learn, those that point these issues out, become a problem, so people stay quiet. The highest ranking woman in the military is a man that works in pediatrics and adolescent medicine* and wants your children to be forever prepubescent, it's federal policy, don't kink shame.

Peacock feather floating in the air

Ava Maria

Mashallah 

"Hey, Charlie!"

 

"Hey, Olive!", said the old round man with his white ribbed undershirt peeking under a blue plaid flannel shirt, his dark brown work pants held up with suspenders, white hair topped his head, his face was always smiling and eyes were a squint. 

"Would you get me that thing from that place?"

"You know it Grandpa!" replied the gangly girl of 11 with ratty hair as she spun around out the screen door as it knocked against the frame several times before it shut. 

The old man had worked a hard life that had paid off in dividends as he looked around counting his grand children, 11 to boot. He had traversed the country trailer in tow, here a job, there a job as families traveled together, building America, he was a steam fitter and a Mason. Looking back he recalled finding a place to settle with his wife and 4 children. Somewhere to take the wheels off their trailer so to start a different season of their life. 

His wife was a strong beautiful woman with a strict and seasoned mind with ties to the land who had an eye for finding the right fishing spot, away from the rest of the world, a cut through into the woods, around the gully, up a little hill snaking to the right then the left and down, if you walk bit on the dust, rock, and flowers on the bank of the finger of the lake there is a fallen 1/3 of a tree where the fish swim free. 

At this place this Welsh Gypsy settled in the 1950's were Mennonite and Amish communities as well as their own Baptist kind. Their little church patronage was pastored by a Korean man, a family man with a wife and three kids his own. Pastor Kim was his name an immigrant just arriving to a small rural town in the middle of the US of A, to preach the word of God.  

The year Pastor Kim's family arrived to this out of the way place where no one looked like them they were not welcomed with open arms. Much of the attitude was the heat of the days. Freezing nights were real though and those that called themselves Christians refused to pay for oil to heat the home of their own Pastor because he was from a different place and looked different. 

The old round mans wife her apron tied tight had a no nonsense take on people and life. 

The old round man was a younger man then and even with, or maybe it was because, his eighth grade education he understood right from wrong and also knew a person is a person is a person. 

Some how some way these poor people found a way, coats, and blankets and a warm place to stay. 

They were tied tight together from then.

At our grandfathers funeral when Pastor Kim said his magic words of love and praise I hope he heard Grandpa whisper, 

"See ya around, Charlie."

Because I did. 

Our grandmothers delight was having great grand Children of all the kinds, in a line of many more.

Sun source

Blue Shift

Rotten Apples

 

Blue dragon coming in hot

I hear the Cardinal song over the world

Don't let the rotten apples in

Scorpion Sting

 

God is your only hope

No man can save you

forgive my trespass on everything you were told

humans have always wanted to do what they have wanted to do

because God gave you free will

as you think to plan a future

use a model of strong bones

to pray upon

and recall the ways of old

take a bite of the fruit of life, which is a recall down the river Styx

Be still and listen

One day I will tell you a story

I think I was around nine years old, our mom had been cleaning my sister and my closet, 1st apartment, 1st building, up a flight of stairs on the left, as you enter, down the hall on the right it was the back room on the left. Our closet was a piles of child messes upon toys, clothes, and books. Our mother didn't see the scorpion when it stung her when she was cleaning up our laziness.

One Day I Will Tell You A Story

 

Kristin stop being weird. Me, no, I have work to do. 

Spin around and hear the hallow sound deep a rumble 

left green eye

stone of Alexandria 

See the world behind 

the son rays a window to the past 

You can drape a rainbow over a pike, it is what it is. 

A vision of clear sight

free seeds of beauty, and in death there is more

Most people go through life pretending

Side note

Your word promp (which in actuality is the Ai learning how you think, take a min, maybe a few more and think about that) *< that is the most important thing I can insert into your mind, can you deal with complexity and compound matter at the same time?...I love cracks in a system. 

Eagles fly over ghosts below enter the spectrum 

"Make it your own" 

silver cone of power wings to fly

"you mean do it yourself"

From the north they arrive

Be still and listen

One day I will tell you a story

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World Domination