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God,.' 'Even the mystery, which hath, been hid, from ages, and from
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</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>They are ancient ones
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</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>They are ancient ones
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east, an heir to old money and power, a tyrant following after his
fatherâ€™s footsteps (who passed, despite our intervention and
accountability before his
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coward, a bully, a drug dealer, and a small time pimp and hustler, with
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north, an ailing isolated man, totally self involved in avoidances of
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LEADING='-1'>These are their
encounters with the manifestation of the
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LEADING='-1'>I am eternal, king of
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Aree, Shore, Adom, and Naâ€™sher. I am four, and we four are â€˜Oneâ€™. I am
super-dimensional; I seek within this earthly realm, west, east, north,
south to and fro, throughout time and space, for those souls whom have
taken into themselves theâ€œrejected onesâ€. They are ancient ones of hued
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LEADING='-1'>Greed, Murder, Pride,
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LEADING='-1'>I am eternal, burden
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LEADING='-1'>Depression, Obsession,
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LEADING='-1'>I am eternal, blood of
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super-dimensional; I seek within this earthly realm, west, east, north,
south, to and fro, throughout time and space, for those souls whom have
taken into themselves the â€œrejected onesâ€. They are ancient ones of
hued in nature. Adherent to those which they were told are â€œforbidden.â€
my calling, to bring to origin those who have swayed them from their
first estate.</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>I am eternal,
omnipresent a creature of heavenly origin; I am many names and faces; I
am Aree, Shore, Adom, and Naâ€™sher. I am four, and we four are â€˜Oneâ€™. I
am super-dimensional; I seek within this earthly realm, west, east,
north, south to and fro, throughout time and space, for those souls
whom have taken into themselves the â€œrejected onesâ€. They are ancient
ones of hued in nature. Adherent to those which they were told are
â€œforbidden.â€ my calling, to bring to origin those who have swayed them
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estate.</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>Haughtiness,
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LEADING='-1'>If you have seen some
similarities of yourself in these tales of human stuggle and salvation,
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LEADING='-1'>This is a true account
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LEADING='-1'>Subject: C.B. Andrews
of the east, an heir to old money and power, a tyrant following after
his fatherâ€™s footsteps (who passed, despite our intervention and
accountability before his soul.) Evidence leading to Mr. Andrews was
prompted by an overwhelming preponderance of reoccurring events leading
to the near lost of a life by his hand, â€˜in the pursuit of mammon and
powerâ€™. Just prior to the commission of the murder, the subject was
intercepted fully engulfed, and fully focused in the pride of
self-absorption in the acquisition of another manâ€™s lifeâ€™s work.
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LEADING='-1'>In route to the
intended victimâ€™s home, an accident was set in motion, (I appeared in
the middle of the road) thereby deflecting his murderous plan. Due to
the depth of the subjectâ€™s experience in *â€˜the knowledgeâ€™ his was deemed a most
vital candidate for intervention. Greed and Rage had finally matured
into Murder within the subject. The encounter; began to unfold as the
subjectâ€™s vehicle came to rest in a drainage ditch, after rolling over,
it knocking the subject unconscious, as the car began to fill with
water he immediately awoke, as a result the subject, was dazed, and in
darkness, he was subsequently made aware of, and confronted by the
presence of the entities which drove him to this murder.
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LEADING='-1'>The fear of drowning
gripping the subject, he began to rage against his circumstances.
Struggling to free himself from the wreckage, but without success he
began to curse and blaspheme, but there was no one to hear on that
bleak stretch of road, then after realizing he was not going to get out
of this alone, he began to reflect on the pursuits of his life, and how
greed and the ever-ending pursuit of position, power and wealth had
totally consumed him. But, each time his soul began to feel, he would
shove it back down deeper within his scared psyche.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>He began to be greatly
enraged over the fact he was unable to complete his plan, to absorb his
victimâ€™s wealth. He thought of using the gun on himself, because he
knew that if he did not get out of there, all the proof of his plan
would be discovered. And he would spend the rest of his life in prison.
As the car filled, he resolved to shoot himself. He cocked the gun, and
as he pointed it at his head, that instant I appeared!
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>(In my true form,)
Upon the hood of his car, he began to scream â€˜what the hell are you?â€™
his mind raced knowing there where no lions roaming free in this
country, the spirit of rage began to manifest, and it spoke:
â€˜what the hell do you what from usâ€™? He shot me, the
bullet passed through me; over and over again he fired, hitting his
mark, until the gun was spent. As the gaze of my fiery eyes pierced him
to his core, the spirits screamed again â€˜What the HELL! Are
you, what do you what from us?
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>The spirit raged again
and again. As I revealed the spirit to his now bare soul, deeper and
deeper still he began to see, and understand the waste that was his
life. And that it all meant nothing in the scope of the eternal. But,
the fight was not yet over, not by a long shot, (to excuse the term,)
these spirits where at home, and they were not going to go easily, a
home which had been groomed and conditioned over the years, which was
dull and hollow, ripe for more entities to take up residence within
him. </TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>The brilliants of my
form cause the spirits to wrench with pain, distorting the face of the
man. He began to vomit violently, all over himself, as the spirit
bartered with me for his soul. â€˜Let us keep him!â€™ I
step even closer to him, he screamed in searing pain. Go!
Leave! Let us die alone! I stretch forth one of my wings to
reveal even more glory, unto the spirit of rage, and pride spoke
through, and laughed â€˜you canâ€™t have him, heâ€™s oursâ€™
I stretched forth another of my wings, and a great whaling came from
the depths of the man, vomiting again from the darkness within man,
because of the overwhelming power of the encounter.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>I put forth my hands
from under my wings and called the spirits by name to come forth, â€˜Come
forth and hold your peaceâ€™. With a great blast of my heart, the spirits
released him. He began for the first time in his life to pray, and
asking God for another chance to make all the things right with all
those whom he had wronged. Weeping and crying and still groggy from the
influence of the ordeal, he finally climbed out the shattered
windshield; he threw the gun in the water and swam for the bank, his
wounds where mysteriously healed he began to walk back up the road,
back the way in which he came.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>He turned to see as
the car sunk below the surface, knowing that a miracle had just
occurred, he took a deep breathe, and knew that he was not the same man
that was in that car. He walked for what seemed miles, until he was
finally able to hail a cab, and made his way back to his sprawling
mansion; he knew he had little time to undo what he had set into
motion. And as he finished showering he glanced in the mirror at
someone whom he had not seen ever since his father died a bitter empty
shell of a man.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>Now with a strange new
found strength he dressed and called his driver to meet him at the
lobby entrance, to taken him to his office, so to remove all evidence
of the wire transfer. As he labor through the rest of the night as the
sun broke over the skyline, it finally was done he had returned the
stolen moneys to their rightful owner. And, with no time to spare, as
his partner burst through the door with great news of how his stocks
have just exploded overnight, he was now a very rich man.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>And he came in early
to thank his partner for this windfall; for it was the tutelage of his
partner which made it possible. And he knew it; he thanked him for this
great increase. Tears welled up in Mr. Andrewsâ€™s eyes as he looked at
the man that now thanked him. Is whom, only hours earlier he had
planned to murder for that very same windfall. Because of the timely
intervention Mr. Andrews, the tide has turned and the now the
restoration begins. As the days passed, Mr. Andrews traveled the world,
setting right the wrongs of his underhanded dealings.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>He will take on a new
acquisition, as he shares with those whom he had wronged â€˜the tail of
the night he planned to kill a manâ€™, and how through a super-natural
event, he experienced the unseen guardians of our souls. Giving hope to
those whom followed his worldly example of greed, and what the
consequences where, if they followed it to the end. Completions of the
forthcoming intervention(s) are to be report as that are completed.
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OX&btn2txt=<TEXTFORMAT LEADING='-1'>Depression, Obsession, Rejection,
Worry</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>This is a true account
of those
encounters,</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'> Subject: Mr. F. E.
Dourer of the west, a man of limited means, a con, a follower of lest
resistance, a coward, a bully, a drug dealer, and a small time pimp and
hustler, with a lengthy criminal record.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>Subject is currently
under the control of a local crime boss who has called in his marker on
Mr. Dourer if the marker is not paid in twenty-four hours, the subject
will be terminated. Subjectâ€™s daily activity consists of pick-up and
delivery of protection payments from the small market owners, within a
given blocks radius of the boss, who in turn gives Mr. Dourer a very
small cut. </TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>This is quickly used,
for his daily stash, and fix. To keep his dealing business up and
running, then to the city to collect from the girls, whom he keeps on a
very tight leash, one of whom is his own sister who heâ€™s gotten hooked
on drugs, and then prostituted out to those whom he owes. The subjectâ€™s
emersion in * â€˜the knowledgeâ€™
has given rise to a chain of events which will lead to not only his own
death, but the death of his younger sister as well. Thus he was deemed
a most vital candidate for intervention.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>The subject pulled
into a gas station to get his fix in the menâ€™s room as he has done
daily for years. But this time, his smack is bad, cut with to much
fluff. It hit him, as he arrived at his sisterâ€™s corner of the street.
She got in the car, he began to shake uncontrollable from the shot. His
sister screams out for help, but no one in that neighborhood would
help, knowing whom it was that was in trouble.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>She crawled over him
into the driverâ€™s seat and sped off towards the hospital. His flailing
struck her in the face blurring her vision, she careened across the
parking lot, and wrecked into the hospitalâ€™s mental ward. In a panic
she screamed â€˜help usâ€™ two orderlies ran out to see what hit the
building. </TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>The intervention began
when they put him and his sister in an empty room, and ran for a doctor
on the other side of the hospital. I manifested to him only (in my true
form) as he was unconscious, when he saw me he said laughing â€˜what the
hell are you suppose to beâ€™ knowing the fragile mental condition of his
sister, I could not appear visibly to her, or she would remain within
this facility forever with no hope of recovery.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>As the subject slip
further into his drug induced comma, the spirit which drove him into
his present state began to speak to me. First Depressionâ€™s influence
spoke: questioning began the point of this intervention. â€˜Whatâ€™s the
point of saving this worthless piece of humanity? â€˜It asked?â€™ I held my
peace, and then because of my presence Obsession spoke: asking to go
into the sister.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>With that request,
Rejection wondered aloud; so where will I go then if I am left alone in
here? I stepped forward placing my glaze fully into all of them at
once, they screeched, and fled deeper into his crowed soul. Retreating
from, the glorious precedence of my voice, calling to them from within
Mr. Dourerâ€™s soul. Worry spoke only once, begging not to be removed
from him, accustoming to his moods, and gave the subject much to ponder
over the years.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>As the effects of the
drug began to wear off, and he began to gain consciousness, I spoke to
the Mr. Dourer audibly, and asked if he would be free from these things
which tormented him? He whispered â€˜yesâ€™ I want to be free from all of
this pain. Thinking it was a doctor speaking to him he asked for a
shot, his eyes being tightly closed. Then at that point I appeared in
full glory for them to see and hear.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>It was as if the sun
itself where in the room in all itâ€™s fullness. The subjectâ€™s sister
shielded her eyes, and opened her mouth to scream but she could not
utter a sound for she was dumb at my presences. Mr. Dourer saw whom it
was which spoke unto him, he stood straight away, and drew a knife and
stabbed it into my chest through my wings, I did not move, but for my
wings fluttering with my words of life which I spoke over his soul,
even as he stabbed me.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>My hand appear from
under my wing and removed the blade from my chest, the gapping wound
healed before their eyes as the blade fell to the floor it dissolved,
Mr. Dourer laughed out loud with disbelief. I lifted my wings and
revealed my hands to him; the spirits within him began again to stir
begging to be left alone.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>I spoke to them â€˜you
shall be restored unto freedom, and peace, now go!â€™ Mr. Dourerâ€™s body
began to float above the floor, at that moment the orderlies had
returned with a doctor, but the door was closed, and could not be
opened as long as I was in the room. They pushed with all their might
but could not open the door. They just watched through the window in
amassment as they saw Mr. Dourer float in mid air.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>They could not see my
form, they yelled to the sister â€˜open the doorâ€™ who could only cry and
stare at what transpired, believing this was all just some bad trip
from the drugs she had done the night before. Mr. Dourer trembled and
moaned with great despair, I placed my hands near his chest and spirits
came weeping out of him â€˜whaling in sorrowâ€™ I spoke unto them â€˜Go! To
the Father to be set a libertyâ€™ they fled, Mr. Dourer sank down to the
floor and stood on his own feet, free and clear of the spirits which
consumed his life.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>His sister had passed
out from the overwhelming glory which filled the room. Mr. Dourer pick
up his sister and turned and faced me again and asked if I would help
her too? I nodded, and lifted my wings; I shone as the sun! She gasped
and then coughed with a long moaning draw; she too, was free from her
unseen influence. She looked up at her brotherâ€™s face for the first
time in years through clear eyes. And saw the man she knew in her
youth. I stepped forward toward them both, and walked right through
them to fill their empty souls with love, as I stepped through the wall
of the room, and disappeared.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>The door open of its
own accord, the orderlies flooded in as did the doctor, witnessing it
all they immediately began to study them, they where protected from
those who searched to kill them, within the mental ward of the
hospital. During their stay the boss had be convicted for racketeering
and murder. The marker was paid in full.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>After being cared for
and fed, Mr. Dourer and his sister when back to the same neighborhood
which they were once destroying, and with the help of the doctor which
cared for them, and witnessed Mr. Dourerâ€™s intervention, (and a little
help from local officials) set up a crisis center for those whom they
had once enslaved. The girls, whom Mr. Dourer had previously pimped,
were now clean, and serving the community, by helping the young
run-a-ways (which they were once.)
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>*(The knowledge of good and evil)
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>Self-Loathing,
Worthlessness, Despair, Suicide
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>This is a true account
of those
encounters,</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>Subject: I. H. Galeton
of the north, an ailing isolated man, totally self involved in
avoidances of reality, devoid of moral constitution toward anyone,
including himself. As reinforced, in *
â€˜the knowledgeâ€™ by the possession and acquisition of
enormous wealth, and the lordship of whole populations of souls, to use
as commodities to do his bidding for more power.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>Surrounded by, a false
sense of security in devices. The subject was brought to attention by
the proliferation of the uncontrolled advancement of military
technologies developed and produce by his conglomerations, of the
military machine consisting of rampant experimentation and manipulation
of the hue-man genome in the hope of eliminating illness and disease,
and for other military applications.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>Which will facilitate
a devastating outcome, and will result in the countless lost of souls
including his own. at this point the subject was deemed a vital
candidate for intervention. Observed activities within the hidden under
ground mountain facility, are categorized into individual phases.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>* One â€“ genetic
graphing and splicing, with synthesis of foreign bio-organic matter to
develop a soulless mutation (a xenomorphic humanoid hybrid.)
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>* Two â€“ the
cultivating and training of the entities for survival scenarios, and
urban tactical warfare, and subliminal conditioning of primeval
instincts. </TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>* Three - The
infiltration abduction and replacement of hue-mans into the populous.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>This increased in
these last days, in limited number because of our eliminations. Through
the application of hope into the hue-man intellect as his savior
subject is in a state of emotional and mental decay. The subject
suffers from extensive stages of developmental dementia, clinical
schizophrenia, and dilutions of grander. Coupled with, an unlimited
access to moneys, material, and manpower with the hope of carrying out
the manipulation of the course of humanity itself.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>As Mr. Galeton
received another daily shot of morphine, he growled to his military men
â€˜Get my soldiers movingâ€™ as the security protocols where disengaged,
Mr. Galeton moved into his safe room, a steel harden bunker with triple
redundancy fail-safes, equipped with closed circuit monitoring systems
with full facility override and control systems. As his drug induced
euphoria took over his mind again.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>Mr. Galeton began to
order innocents into the training room to observe the wrath of his
soulless creations, watching gleefully, and with a morbid sense of
enjoyment Mr. Galeton knowing the terrifying proficiency of these
things, for he had witnessed it, but with every improvement of the
genetic sequencing the hybrids became more lethal.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>As the doors opened to
guide the hybrids into a holding room, more souls were ordered into the
killing room, the intervention began, as highly trained military men
were reduced to quivering terrified men screaming in horror, in fear
for their lives. At the sight of their strange tormenters, it is at
this moment, I appeared within the locked room. The terrified men gazed
at my simmering form, with wonder if I were another mutation, sent to
join in the killing.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>As they thought, I
extended my four wings, above and raised my hands from beneath them;
instantaneously the hybrid creatures died a screeching death. The men
too fell to the floor as dead; with the power of what just occurred,
still viewing from his safe room Mr. Galeton though he was
hallucinating from his dementia, or from his potion of drugs. He
blinked, rubbing his eyes staring in disbelief. Realizing this was no
hallucination, he hit the alarm panel, it sounded with a deafening
sound, with lights flashed, and armed men ran in all directions.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>Bars slammed down
around the interior walls of the killing room, a precautionary safety
measure to contain his many failures. I stepped toward the only door in
the windowless room my wings and hands aloft, the bars and door melted
as water, flowing down to the floor, the trapped men still weeping saw
this, and stood upon their feet to run for their lives, but as they
rose to look upon my form, I spoke to their souls, â€˜peace be unto your
souls, go now, tell no one of thisâ€™ their tears where now that of joy!
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>They thanked me as
they ran down to corridor to the exit. Still watching all that was
transpiring from his safe room, Mr. Galeton screamed â€˜No!â€™ this canâ€™t
be happening! Releasing the fail-safe, the door opened and he hurried
down the corridor, as the freed men fled passed him; he yelled â€˜get
back here!â€™ As more men fled, for the glorious radiates which now
filled the corridor, as a blazing star.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>Time seemed to slow to
a mere trickle with every step; he could feel his drug weakened heart
bounding in his ears with fear and disbelief. I stood outside the room,
suddenly he fell to the floor grasping his chest, and gasping for
breath. I stepped toward him, he tried to scream, but nothing came, his
face was as white as deathâ€™s, trembling he whispered from his heart of
hearts â€˜I donâ€™t want to die, please help me.â€™
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>I instantly
overshadowed his frail and lifeless form, and spoke to his tormented
soul â€˜it is not yet your time to goâ€™ but for these whom have made you a
whiff of a man; it is they who shall come forth, now! And, â€˜Speakâ€ Then
Self-loathing spoke through with a pitiful groan, â€˜Why should we leave?
Youâ€™re just going to kill us any way?â€™ â€˜Weâ€™re going to go with him, to
â€œthat placeâ€ to feast on his soulâ€™
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>â€˜Oâ€™ how you wished
that where true,â€™ I returned. Worthlessness spoke up â€˜heâ€™s not worth
having any way just look at him; heâ€™s of no use to you, why should we
give him to you?â€™ I proclaimed! â€˜He is of great worth to the Father;
the mountain shook! Behold, I have allowed you to speak for his sake,
for him to know of your presence. Then, Despair spoke; crying with a
cripplingly cold voice of hollowness.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>â€˜We, we canâ€™t let him
go! We, we need him!â€™ Finally at the end of this Suicide spoke â€˜Weâ€™ll
just kill him, if we canâ€™t have him, then you wont have him either!â€™
â€˜Peace!â€™ I commanded! â€˜You shall not tempt the Lord Godâ€™ Lightening
struck through the entire mountain, and through the foundation where he
laid, the thunder clapped with its deafening presence.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>The spirits where gone
at the voice of the Almighty! I knelt over his lifeless form, covering
him with my wings and my outstretched hands, and spoke unto his soul,
â€˜be ye whole from the crown of your head to the soles of your feetâ€™ he
shielded his face and squinted at me and said; â€˜who are you?â€™
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>I spoke; â€˜Arise, go!
Your way is peace from this day forthâ€™ He walked down the corridor to
the elevator stepped in, and as he turned he thank me, as tears fell
down his faceand the door closed, never to open again.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>*(The knowledge of good and
evil)</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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the titled sub-page @ the lower left corner
of the
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EAGLE &btn4txt=<TEXTFORMAT LEADING='-1'>Haughtiness, Arrogance, Lust,
Envy</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>This is a true account
of those
encounters,</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>Subject: L. K. Jorge
of the south, a diplomat, a man of science, a tactician and strategist,
and an experimental test-pilot. Subject is presently, entrenched in
covert operations to ignite war with a neighboring country, which will
result in the indictment of another country for the incident. Subject
suffers from acute narcissism with manic bipolar impulsive delusions of
paranoia. </TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>Primary induction to
psychotropic conditioning by the agency, as tide the subject to an
Intellectual escapism that has overtaking his every waking moment, with
machine-like precision giving the subject heartless, and emotionally
cold ability to kill without remorse. He has over time acquired an
unquenchable lust for killing at close range, so he can witness the
departing soul, believing that he takes on its life force.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>Subjectâ€™s convert
infiltration as revealed the location of multiple sake houses which led
to the exposure of the NOC list endangering operatives throughout the
world. Subject displays in-depth application of *â€˜the knowledgeâ€™ which facilitated the
subject deemed a vital candidate for intervention. Arriving at the
non-existent base, meeting with top brass he confirms nights test
objectives, it is a live fire exercise, with advance plasma ejection
canons. </TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>The subject climbs
aboard an experimental craft and straps himself in, he places the
prototype thought controlled helmet on. Then, with mere though he
energizes the crafts many systems, one of which is a living
anti-gravity propulsion system, other internal systems were controlled
by the ectoplasm gloves which where in graphed into his helmet.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>This is the very craft
he intents to incur apocalyptic deviation upon neighboring countries
military facilities. Then, with a single vertical maneuver the craft
reaches optimum altitude, as he concentrates on the tactical ordinances
removing their safety lock, the intervention began; I appeared just
above the nose of the craft keeping with his every maneuver.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>As he began to
rationalize within his highly trained mind, â€˜atmosphere control must be
malfunctioningâ€™ he concentrated on that system, but I remained. He
focused on the tail canon to blast me away, but the energy weapon had
no effect on my form, as he began to further contemplate a solution, he
climbed higher and higher into the atmosphere until he broke through
into space itself. Which is where this craft was intended to fly, it
became as fluid as glass transforming itself into a more streamlined
form, and began to fly at speeds which prior to its development, where
not even theoretically possible.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>I remain fixed just
above its nose, face to face with the subject. His concentration was so
averted; by my fierce gaze that he totally forgot his missionâ€™s
objective. I opened all four of my wings and reveled my hands, and the
craft froze in an instant, it was motionless, now fixed in an
equidistant orbit above the earth like (a dead stick), None of his
extensive training could have prepare him for this, he then set his
mind to firing the plasma canons again, but, with no
avail.</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>Feeling like a bug
trapped in a jar, he began talking to me believing I were some advanced
intellect trying to apprehend the craft. I began to expose my heart to
his souls, and that instant the spirits within him began to manifest,
slowly and cleverly they began to rationalize with his mind trying to
convince him that I was a hallucination cause by a bio-toxin introduce
into his system by the gloves he wore.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>I discerned the
conservation within himself I spoke audibly to him â€˜No, I am real, no,
you are not hallucinatingâ€™ he laughed, and said: â€˜bull your trying
seizing my craftâ€™! I returned: â€˜My concern is your soul, not the thing
you sit inâ€™ he slowly removed the control helmet, and gloves then
Arrogance spoke: through him and said: â€˜my soul? Your damn right itâ€™s
mine!, what use is it to you?
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>Sorry itâ€™s already
taken.â€™ I reached right through the craft into his tormented soul
grasping hold to Arrogance hindering it from speaking; leaving
Arrogance to stew in its own inept condition, releasing the mental
strong-hold it has had on Mr. Jorge, from his view-point I had not
moved. </TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>The spiritâ€™s hold was
weakened but only nominal; his thoughts began to wean from their usual
disciplined rigidness having Arrogance silenced. Desperation raced
through the other spirit having lost the power of Arroganceâ€™s voice.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>With a smug overtone,
Haughtiness spoke up and as if reminding me â€˜you have no right to
interfere with the goings on of hue-man kind, he is rightfully owned,
to do with as we see fitâ€™ I placed my hands together with a great
ominous clap, and then quickly closed my inter-most wings, the craft
rolled as a corkscrew and with a blinding flash of my wings, glory
pulsed through his the soul, a claim glow filled him, Haughtiness was
immediately dumb struck in the presence of the â€˜Spirit of Lights,â€™
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>With the dominate
spirits unable to speak, in his presence Mr. Jorge, for the first time
in his life became aware of the condition of his ravaged soul, and that
it was not his own to control, it had fallen into the realm of
darkness. He began to weep, it was then that Lust whispered to him:
youâ€™re your own man, why listen to him? All of your life youâ€™ve been a
man of the world, in no need for any ones help, why start giving in him
thatâ€™ thingâ€™ now?
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>He began to doubt
within himself, comparing his accomplishments to those from whom he had
to take his orders. Envy spoke through him: â€˜I will be the greatest spy
in history, I will finish my mission I will control millions! They will
bow at my feet, for their every life! He began to give sway to the
words Envy whispered, but only for a moment. He spoke in his own self,
asking â€˜may I have my life,â€™ and I seeing the sincerity of his
conviction I returned:
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>â€˜Yes!â€™ again I opened
all of my wings, the glory of the Almighty shone through unto his soul,
and then â€˜The Fatherâ€™ spoke: â€˜As you have received, freely give,â€™ â€˜The
Wordâ€™ rushed through him as an ocean of love vanquishing every spirit
which tormented him. He sat in the cockpit and just wept, and for the
first time it was for joy, he wept, joy had finally come to his heart,
He was made completely whole, and anew.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>I then gazed at him a
new soul pure and clean of any unclean thing, He thanked me from the
depth of his joyfully heart, I returned; â€˜It is my honor to serve.â€™
Then I disappeared, He replaced his helmet and gloves, and with a new
purpose he flew as he had never flown before. He purposed in his heart
to help those whom he had indented to destroy.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>He sent an encrypted
communiquÃ© to the head of mission Intel informing them of danger of the
plan which he had developed, and that the safe house containing the NOC
list was in jeopardy. He distended but not from which he came, he
instead brought this new technology those with a heart more toward God,
he landed in America!
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>Which was he intended
target. </TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>*(The knowledge of good and evil)
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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on) the titled sub-page @ the lower left
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LEADING='-1'>As we obverse the ever
changing face of our humanity, we ourselves are change in the viewing,
coming is the awareness that we are not as we see (within this
discernible plane) nor are we what we think we are in the physical. As
the observer as well as the observed, we are only what we are aware of,
only what we ultimately accept as perceived reality. Thou the
limitation of our corporal input stifle our innumerable abilities
beyond what our senses allow us to discern.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>Every single one of
the billions of bits of information, which bombard our bodyâ€™s processes
at any given moment, is astounding within this multi-layered
biomechanical dimension. Amazingly enough though, we only acknowledge
about two thousand of those bits through our given sensory perceptions,
and it is only those bits of information, which are pre-associated by a
reoccurrence of similar information which we have previously adhered
our consciousnessâ€™ too i.e. memories.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>Because we are not in
the ultimate vantage point of the â€˜supreme
observerâ€™, there are to us appearances and disappearances
of energy winking in and out of our plane of observance, therefore in
and out of our point of view, thus they are in, â€˜and outâ€™ of our realm
of consequential influence. When these energies are within our realm of
observation and interactions, the tendencies of matter is then
expressed â€˜as
particlesâ€™ as observed through our holographic
mental model, which we form, as we experience these energies.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>Furthermore the
unobserved energy is its self unencumbered of our observances and
tendencies of manipulation, it acts therefore uninvolved â€˜as a waveâ€™ waiting
to be conjoined through the interaction of our mental influence, unto a
purpose. The predisposition to manipulate according to our previous
encounters of associative memories, cause those energies to fire
habitually through reoccurrences within the synapses of our brain.
Forming that which is a commonality of response, which we begin
structure our lives
around.</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>Energies that fire
habitually as a result of the pursuit of the reoccurring stimuli
produced by the construct of preconceived associations of what is the
perceived reality, drives us to seek out those same constructs which
caused those stimuli to be observed in the first place within our brain
i.e. â€˜forming a habitâ€™. The association of emotional addiction has come
to a commonality within societal acceptances, which further forms a
vast acceptance of this reality, as being concrete when, in all
perceived reality is not.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>I found myself a float
in absolute pitch blackness, upright and on my feet, and being unable
to see anything but the faint outline of what looked like flat floating
stones, on which I was standing. Then, I saw a stone just a stepâ€™s
distance in front of me. I could not see what they were made of. So I
reluctantly reached out in the darkness, for some point of reference
for my mind to on grasp to. Then, I felt fear welling up in me, and as
I did, the stones begin to fade away beneath
me.</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>And I felt my soul
falling deeper into the darkness. Then, I really began to feel the rush
of fear overwhelm me, welling up even into my throat. Then, I heard a
voice inside soft, tender and clear say to my heart â€œOâ€™ ye, of little
faith!â€ That is way you fail, because you doubt what you are made of,
and you forsake what is in you, from your birth. These words calmed me,
and joy filled me, I began to breathe. As I continued to have faith in
myself, then the stones began to strengthen beneath me. Then I began to
feel as if I were traveling faster than anything I ever could ever
imagine, with each step. It was as if I were traveling by thought
itself. But in this pitch I could not say, having to point of
reference.</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>And then a small
glimmering point of light began to come into focus, from what seemed to
be a very far away. My heart raced with the seeing of this light. And
just as I placed my thought on the light, I was there before it. It
began to swell in size, before my eyes and as I approached, it began to
take on the qualities of what I believed to be a back hole, but made of
light. Swirling with a deafening vibration, which I began to resonate
within my soul. I began to be in sink with the pulse of the energies of
this giant swirling mass of amines love, joy and
light.</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>Then I could see great
flashes of detail in what the light exposed, as it slung out its light
across the vastness of this place. Then, I began to see what looked
like creatures, beings of I could only describe as, of a higher estate
then I, flying about with great speed in this place about me. But, then
to my astonishment the arms of light, which the mass was slinging out
into the vastness, were in fact these beings flying with great speed
into the darkness, as
lightening.</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>And as they went they
devoured the darkness, overcoming it with joy, and love, as they went
to and fro, they turned again and brought their content of light to the
great swirling mass, and it was consumed. All that I witnessed took
place in the splitting of a second. Then I began to see within my own
soul, and low! I to began to devour the darkness around me, and as I
took hold of the darkness around me, I felt that it was â€œaliveâ€, and it
whaled in torment, to be free of its pain and as I came to the mass, it
began to glow with an inner warmth, and peace. Then I knew these where
soul trapped within the
darkness.</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>As I loosed to the
mass it somehow gave me thanks for bringing it to the Light. Joy flowed
from it, as it became on with the mass. The stones on which I was
walking, where gone, and I too was flying with great speed with the
energy of this giant mass of beings of light. And with the greater
speed I traveled, the brighter and more powerful I became, I began to
hear a chorus of familiar voices speaking within me with love, joy, and
kindness in unimaginable
volumes.</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>Through their voices I
began to know all the mysteries of my life in perfect synchronicity,
and harmony. I instantly knew that all of my trials, and sorrow in my
life had created I thought to be voids. Now, I knew that they were
allowed by this mass of energy, so to be filling all those places in my
soul with this great light. But now, I know that the voids where in
fact special places held in reserve, to be filled with all that this
energy that was now imparting to me, with great flashings of
souls.</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>They filled my soul,
endless in number, and all of them I knew totally! Then, I knew that
these are the voices, which continually spoke to my soul, in this
place, and as they spoke, I focused in on one voice in particular; it
was the most beautiful voice ever heard, it softly began to rise above
the others in clarity, as it resounded throughout the whole of this
firmament.</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>The voice began to
tell of my place of authority herein, and what I was to
do.</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>And, as the voice laid
all out from beginning to end, or what seemed to be the end, the voice
paused as to let me take it all in. With each word I felt imines waves
of love, joy, and power, flowing through ever part of me. The words
wrapped themselves around me, with a belonging, and a love in awesome
authority, the mass of swirling beings began to focus all of their
hearts upon me and, they spoke a chorus of abilities unto me and, I
began to be transformed by their resounding power within these
words.</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>It was as if I were
being created anew, a creature of limitless love, kindness, mercy,
power and
authority.</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>Now, I knew that I
could create with the utterance of a single word, or with a single
thought. And, as this transformation took place, the voice above all of
the others spoke: unto me. â€œThese beings are they to whom you have
imparted your gifts of love to in your life, and now they have sown,
and cherished it, and have gained an increase, which I now give to you,
to posses.â€ Again, flashes of lightening filled my soul, with joy, and
love as I saw all of the beings imparting to me increases of what I
could only compare to, as an ever-growing spirit of love, within the
light which enveloped me, increased exponentially beyond
measure.</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>Every living thing was
found to be part of me! Fowl, fishes, very creeping thing, things seen,
and unseen where all adjoined within me, I in them. I began to breathe
in what I knew to be a â€œmulti-verse,â€ of abilities, but more than that!
There is so much more than that! â€œAlive!â€ And pulsating with love, an
unimaginable presence! â€œIt is! All that is!â€ It is â€œOne!â€ And its voice
rose up above all others again in me, and said: â€œYou are all, that you
are!â€ â€œAnd, Now! You know even as you are known! And, now you are
known, as â€œI AM
known.â€</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'></TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>And in the speaking,
these words opened an expanse of universes innumerable and endless,
limitless vistas intertwined existences simultaneous in me. Then I
moved throughout entire
â€œmulti-verseâ€</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>Simultaneously
creating, and imparting, as I was imparted to. The One spoke unto me
again, â€œAs you have freely received, freely give!â€ To all those who
have bore witness my presence! With each, and every transformation of a
soul, entering into the Spirit of the One, the creation re-births again
anew exponentially, in a never-ending cycle of creation throughout
Eternity.</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>The Oneâ€™s voice
proclaimed! â€œAs it is from the beginning so also it is, even so, Amen!â€
Now, I am found on high, beyond all former transientness enter-woven
into the very being of the heavens, itself. I hear, and I am its
resounding sound, living, everyone I have ever known and loved are
about me, and in me, and through me. Coursing through my soul beyond
measure. They are I, and I am they, in one, joined, and separate
individuals, but yet not. I am without end, without faltering. I am
radiant from within throughout all eternity spanned, and I am clothed
with multitudes of glories, pulsing with trillions, and trillions of
manifest glories unto glories eternal, as flaming crowns encircling
head to toe, filled with every energy, ever
renewed.</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>Life fills my soul
with all that is, all love, and joy with all knowledge, even unto an
endless and on going fullness of the voice of the One itself. I am an
individual of multitudes; a voice of many waters, of no separations, I
am ever expansive, my reach is without limit and endless throughout all
dimensions. My voice is all the voices of eternity clearly heard
throughout all the heavens, proclaiming glory of Victory! Over
transientness, unto the freedom of being as it is in the beginning,
Beginning to End united in the
One.</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>As I wink, the heavens
yield their truths; every resounding word is a sweet and tender voice
within me. Love ever pulsating, speaking life giving love unto all
things! Reveled, are all inner hidden treasures, the souls in heaven,
newly born to Glories Eternal, as a newborn babe learning of the world
around him? Wonderments ablaze with life and pure freedom course
through every living being indelibly joined in the spirit the One True
God. â€œAs I AM so also are ye, in this
world!â€</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>â€œBeating your head
against the
Rockâ€</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>Enveloped deep within
the crevasse of a cold and dark mountain cave, stumbles a very weary
worn, and tattered eagle, struggling to find a safe place for which to
molt. The helpless, immature and undeveloped fowl instinctively knows
that if it is to survive, it must search out a smooth and flat-faced
rock of sufficient density, to beat its head on. In order to break open
the thick and crusting hide of its fledgling body.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>And, if it is not
properly hidden from predators, it will be devoured before its birth
into maturity arrives. Now, that this bodyâ€™s skin has reached the end
of this stage of development, and is tightening around its muscles and
slowly chocking the life out of it. And it will not continue to live if
it does not grow out of it. For this insufficient skin cannot form the
mature feather with which it must have to fly above all other flow of
the earth. </TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>And with the breaking
of this outer hide causes the blood to flow out of its head. And as the
blood flows, it blinds the flow to the outside world. Now, alone in the
dark it must use all of its God-given strength to remove this old hide
that is keeping it from its full ability to soar.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>The blood softens the
crust around the mouth, and eyes and can now be scraped off by the same
rock which it has beaten its head against, for what would seem to be a
life time. For three days it hides in the darkness of the world,
falling on the rock to remove this dead skin from its body. It is
defenseless from any attackers that would happen upon it; therefore it
must act in a way unbecoming of an eagle it must humble itself, and
hide from the sunlight.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>But it the end of this
endless ordeal, emerges strengthened and renew and in its new body of
maturity, in which it now Soars! As this eagle overcomes its
adolescence, so also must we to take our rightful place as â€œ The
Overcomer.â€ </TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>Come to that place
from which you are called, to answer the charge of squandering the gift
of your life. Comes now all they whom have bore witness to all of your
thoughts and deeds. Be they form or light, to call forth all that is
thought, spoken, and done unto, and for those whoâ€™ have seen.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>To charge you of all
manner of uselessness, and evil before those whom you are to care. Now,
full enforcement of the elements to which you are subject, shall be
engaged through the workings of the mind, shall you be examined to the
depths of the soul.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>Drawn out, and splayed
in flesh, to pierce every nuance of thought, and emotion. Exposing
every possible experience in the path of life. Brimming within every
encounter, the every essence of life itself, to revel the resilience of
the form, within the light. To observe, any and all variance of the
center from within the form. Through, every darkness, and depth of
trial, shall further reflect be upon the form in all manner of evil,
and depravity to the peeling away from the form, all outer superfluous
hindrance. </TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>These are not without
price to the process of the form. To place the form within the lowest
of all arenas, in every setting of life in the heart â€˜shall be those
who are triedâ€™. In whiff of weight, and the press of time, brought
forth the form in opposition sublime. Shocked in form, from instances
of breath, and then to strive within its depth, to the escape the form,
and perhaps to death.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>Through course, and
serge within the mind, the form shall hold, and bore the crime. To
bring the form to ebb and swell, the ruin of soul from which is hell.
In pitch of all these ways, beware of the tick of days, to know the
way, and yet to sway, from path of light in which to
stay.</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>Science tells us the
frog has a much-focused range of sight. Though it is extremely limited,
but very detailed is in its over-all range of vision. It only focuses
on one thing at time. Thereby it is extremely vulnerable, and it cannot
defend it from behind, especially when gorging it self, so it must have
a very adaptive skin, to ward off potential predators, they breathe
through it, they constantly shed it, and even produce toxins with it.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>The frog is a very
difficult animal to befriend, it is constantly on the move in pursuit
of prey, and is know at times even to eat their own, all others in the
animal kingdom know of its dangerously anti-social behavior and defer
form crossing paths with it. It will sit on one place until all
environmental resources are consumed; it defecates, and drinks from the
same water source. It will even eat until it
bursts.</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>Throughout lifeâ€™s
journey we have all come across â€˜frogsâ€™ who have very limited views of
life, and how it came to be. Their focus is on only one or two points
which they base their entire view of life on, and because they do not
have the ability to defend themselves through conversation, because of
their limited views, and that they are constantly gorging they selves
to fill their enormous egos. They develop a very toxic nature repelling
anyone whom they consider a threat to their view of life.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>If one tries to
develop a relationship, or touch them they will secrete an offensive
and often deadly barrier between themselves and those who try to touch
them. They have no restraint even when it comes to procreation of their
views; they will pile-on in order to intimidate as many others as
possible. They will over-take an area until all others are as they are,
or until they run them out of their
resource.</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>How many frogs do you
know?
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LEADING='-1'>â€œThe Worth of a
Manâ€</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>What this Man is
really worth!</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>Is set in struggle,
from his birth.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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shortened dearth,
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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sense worth.</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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gathered round,
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>â€œIts in his hands,
where â€œworthâ€ is
found.</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>â€ Wearied, by those
who measured his task.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>So, now his strength
does fail to
last.</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>For if to look within
this Man. </TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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his hand, </TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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worth of this
Man,</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>But, by the gift, so
given for him to have this Man forgiven of sin.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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â€œworthâ€ is given.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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only Man
living.</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>There are five or six
pathological responses in social behavior, which I now present as
metaphors, for those who are the Scribes of the day, applied in the
time of Christ, which is still applicable for today%26apos;s mind-set.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>The same patterns
occur over and over again, in every time and age.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>One uses oneâ€™s own
self-made sophistication, to weed out error and superstition from
%26quot;what really matters.%26quot; Often they use violent behavior in
dealing with those who disagree with them, forcibly (either with
physical or verbal violence) reacting to the %26quot;superstitious, or
religious.%26quot; It is pathological in that the person who is a
modernist, i.e. a â€œSadducee%26quot; derives their sense of identity
from mocking the crowd and being %26quot;too smart%26quot; for whatever
is the traditional approach.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>One who takes a
legalistic approach with overwhelming rules, and regulations? (Used to
belittle, and judge others). They pay tithe of mint and anise and cumin
and omit the weightier matters of the law: fairness, mercy and faith.
(Matthew 23:23). It is pathological in that it derives a sense of
identity from condemning others for failing to meet irrational
legalisms (straining at gnats and swallowing camels).
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>There is a sense of
entitlement that comes purely from the modern scribe having embraced
the fad or values of the past and a demand for respect, and honor based
purely on having embraced (with a great deal of legalism) a past fad.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>Note: Often a discord
becomes a conflict when there are scribes on one side and Sadducees,
which is often needed to validate the Sadducee.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>The true Zealot is
marked by feeling that every disagreement or conflict can and should be
solved by force. Generally, by force first and other, slower, methods
second. Zealots are often addicted to the adrenaline high that their
actions promote and they enjoy violence.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>This pathology is
found in every group from the extreme right to the extreme left and
every place in between. From street crime and purse snatching to
military adventurism, it is the entitlement to results because of the
possession of physical force that marks a zealot. Many groups will have
zealots forming a significant section of their members. They are brut
beasts. </TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>Harlots- </TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>These people who live
in worldly realm, seeking its pleasures without sufficient limits, and
are often victimized or exploited by others (slaves). This behavior
becomes pathological when it focuses on instant gratification without
regard to externalities give me, and give me now. The mother selling
her baby%26apos;s food for cocaine is an excellent example.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>%26apos;But I need
it%26apos; is a good by-line for this group. Often individuals with one
of the other pathologies will insist that they have the right to harm,
exploit or abuse a member of this group because of the membership in
this group %26apos; I have the right because I am strongest%26apos;.
%26apos;The Pack%26apos; mentality.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>These are those who
instead of attempting to assimilate or cooperate with others, seek only
to assimilate things. In the most common form, the pattern is
pathological in that money is seen has having rights over people and in
imbuing one with rights (e.g. %26quot;it is only a little girl%26quot;
he said, as he drove over a child in the road, %26quot;and this is such
a big car%26quot;).
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
LEADING='-1'>Whenever you see, hear
or grasp the logic %26quot;I%26apos;m entitled to do this to xyz group
because I have or will make money%26quot; you have met a publican in
action. </TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>Note: If you see
zealots as pathological aggressive negotiators and publicans as
pathological cooperatives, you%26apos;ve caught a good grasp of the
publican problem.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>The Essences is
opposed to its own existence can be used to typify those who run away
as a conflict resolution strategy. Survivalists and utopian collectives
(for the right and the left) catch this minor group well. Generally the
problems erupt when the group is unable to truly run away (e.g. the
Montana Freemen -- any where they went they still had to pay taxes,
etc.). Most groups will contain a number of Essences.
</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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LEADING='-1'>The real point of
having a %26quot;Essences.%26quot; group is to point out that while
there are major pathologies that turn up over and over and over again,
there are also many that do not fit inside the box or in the groups.
Unlike the negotiation styles, social pathologies are much more likely
to spread beyond the five major classifications.
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LEADING='-1'>Social pathologies -
include group distortions of the basic coping mechanisms, expressed in
types of negotiating.
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Throne of the Most High ruling and reining in Him over all the
Superverse. Every living thing is within you receiving its life force
from you, in you it lives breathes and has itâ€™s being You will know all
things as the Father knows all things, even unto yourself, all the
mysteries of your life which were unknown in the flesh are known. You
will see from the highest place over all powers and principalities
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they are you inseparable irremovable. You will be who ever who will.
You will live any life you will; you will be any one you will.
Einstein, Abraham, Enoch, Joan of Arch, anyone! You will live out their
entire life just as they did in an instant, yet without the failure of
flesh. For the billions and billions upon billions of billions of souls
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and unencumbered by any weakness, or vice piercing through all living
form touching all hearts through all realms and planes from the heights
of heights to the deepest depths of all existence. You are the core of
life itself, ever-expanding, ever growing outward to the whole of
creation. Pouring from you is all knowledge of light and dark of
endless ageless eons of time and space. You speak and endless universes
appear at you beckon call, formed and filled by your very word.

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to all that man tastes, and
feared.</TEXTFORMAT><TEXTFORMAT
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which we all have beenâ€, but
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If you have uploaded a custom theme, custom background music or any images you must save the files with the structured filenames below.

Custom Intro Theme - customintro.jpg
Custom Website Theme - custom.jpg

Custom Intro Music - customintro.mp3
Custom Website Music - custom.mp3

Image 1 Intro - img1intro.jpg
Image 2 Intro - img2intro.jpg
Image 3 Intro - img3intro.jpg
Image 4 Intro - img4intro.jpg
Image 5 Intro - img5intro.jpg
Image 6 Intro - img6intro.jpg
Image 7 Intro - img7intro.jpg
Image 8 Intro - img8intro.jpg
Image 9 Intro - img9intro.jpg
Image 10 Intro - img10intro.jpg

Image 1 Main Page - img1main.jpg
Image 2 Main Page - img2main.jpg
Image 3 Main Page - img3main.jpg
Image 4 Main Page - img4main.jpg
Image 5 Main Page - img5main.jpg

Image 1 Contact Page - img1contact.jpg
Image 2 Contact Page - img2contact.jpg
Image 3 Contact Page - img3contact.jpg
Image 4 Contact Page - img4contact.jpg
Image 5 Contact Page - img5contact.jpg

Image 1 Page 1 - img1pg1.jpg
Image 2 Page 1 - img2pg1.jpg
Image 3 Page 1 - img3pg1.jpg
Image 4 Page 1 - img4pg1.jpg
Image 5 Page 1 - img5pg1.jpg

Image 1 Page 2 - img1pg2.jpg
Image 2 Page 2 - img2pg2.jpg
Image 3 Page 2 - img3pg2.jpg
Image 4 Page 2 - img4pg2.jpg
Image 5 Page 2 - img5pg2.jpg

Image 1 Page 3 - img1pg3.jpg
Image 2 Page 3 - img2pg3.jpg
Image 3 Page 3 - img3pg3.jpg
Image 4 Page 3 - img4pg3.jpg
Image 5 Page 3 - img5pg3.jpg

Image 1 Page 4 - img1pg4.jpg
Image 2 Page 4 - img2pg4.jpg
Image 3 Page 4 - img3pg4.jpg
Image 4 Page 4 - img4pg4.jpg
Image 5 Page 4 - img5pg4.jpg

Image 1 Page 5 - img1pg5.jpg
Image 2 Page 5 - img2pg5.jpg
Image 3 Page 5 - img3pg5.jpg
Image 4 Page 5 - img4pg5.jpg
Image 5 Page 5 - img5pg5.jpg

Image 1 Page 6 - img1pg6.jpg
Image 2 Page 6 - img2pg6.jpg
Image 3 Page 6 - img3pg6.jpg
Image 4 Page 6 - img4pg6.jpg
Image 5 Page 6 - img5pg6.jpg

Image 1 Page 7 - img1pg7.jpg
Image 2 Page 7 - img2pg7.jpg
Image 3 Page 7 - img3pg7.jpg
Image 4 Page 7 - img4pg7.jpg
Image 5 Page 7 - img5pg7.jpg

Image 1 Page 8 - img1pg8.jpg
Image 2 Page 8 - img2pg8.jpg
Image 3 Page 8 - img3pg8.jpg
Image 4 Page 8 - img4pg8.jpg
Image 5 Page 8 - img5pg8.jpg