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Yes there has been some of that. We were hoping to get your attention, race of Arra.

Still the whale songs will you? Irradiate the planet will you? Spill oil in vast amounts will you?

So we give you the elements in all their fury and see how you respond.

Who was the genius that built nuclear reactors in Japan, home of the earthquake?

Now a mighty fire rushes towards another one here in the states.

Are we coming in clearly or do we need to do something else? Another series of tornado storms?

Hurricanes where they have never been before?

This is a lesson in humility mind you.

For everytime messengers have been sent among you the response has always been the same. Arrogance... violence...

Ah, mighty Gabriel, sometimes your compassion is too much. You do not know what you are dealing with.

These are also children of the beast.

They can go either way. Your faith however, is something that is a ship in a sea of lies.

I have built a destroyer from your words. Your message is alive and well in the heart of this servant... and always shall be.

Every sura in the Qur'an is an armored deckplate, Every psalm is a missile launcher, every proverb a Navy SEAL team waiting to board enemy vessels.

First lady of the seas, the destroyer, charging through the waves like a blade.

Yes the darker angels have tested us, made us hard menofwarsmen.

We thank them. We would have never become what we are this day if not for your harsh lessons and we are very grateful. To make us worthy of the Lord of all things great and small, living and dead we hoist up the Jolly Roger and go looking for the shit.

Wicked men have taken our treasure, our lovely women and enslaved our friends. It makes me want to blow some shit up.

The paint on this ship barely dried reads AMERICA.

Let the war begin, one way or another we are going to have some fun.

We have enemies of course.

I feel almost sorry for them.

Well, the sharks got to eat too and I got a plank ready for em. Shit may have changed since the fearmongers took over the country but all I see is the same old chicken shits squandering resources when regular folks are getting raped at the gas pumps and cannot pay their bills.

You got to wonder... who is getting paid? It sure as shit isn't me. I'm just an idiot with a pension.

Arm up me hearties.

It's going to be a rough ride.

I'm sure there are some of you out there that may be asking yourselves this question.

I am a stranger knocking at your door with gifts and dread weapons.

I may appear to be alone but that is what we want you to see. While you focus on me, the others are moving in on all sides.

Did you not think you would be tested?

We already know you are worthy... some of you anyway. We want you ALL... and we are very persistant... in fact perseverance and desire is the core basis of any Linewalker... without the desire to never quit, we are simply another of you.

I may be on the shelf but that makes me no less dangerous. I can send Seraphic hit squads out at will. I can open the eye of the DESTROYER to glare at you.

I do this not for myself, Hell, I didn't even want to come down here again. I got better things to do than slap around a bunch of greedy children.

Those of you like me, and you know who you are, disregard that.

As more of us CATALYST and awaken, things are going to change for the better and we are not above doing violence to achieve our directives.

Being a shithead on our watch is not a good idea.

When the Fallen are washed clean of man's filth and at long last HOME... for a time anyway... gifted with the same free will that was gifted to ungrateful humanity, we shall see what happens.

Think that we would leave you alone forever to wallow in your own mess?

You reject your messengers.

Fine... we'll try something else.

I always thought that making an example out of the loudest noise in the room was the best way to get the attention of a bunch of idiots.

Of course I wasn't in policy making then... I am now. My refusal of promotion was no longer accepted and I got kicked upstairs.

You don't need a Messiah, you need a battlelord that will show you how to tap into what is rightfully yours and break the chains that bind you. To build bridges, restore great orders to their former glory and how to establish strong dominions and borders.

Not everything is solved with an AK-47 you dumbasses. Killing is not free.

So, reject me, embrace me, I don't give a fuck really. I do not need an audience to do my thing... in fact, no witnesses is sometimes better.

You said there was no living redeemer, I call you a liar. In a world of lies, I see it all the time. Most of you are full of it.

Simple training tools of Lucifer.

Try for once to use your reason. We are already infiltrated into every aspect of this planet.

You don't have to trust us, but when the shit hits the fan, you had better get behind us.

Oh, and stop pissing off your protectors.

We got no problem with teaching harsh lessons.

Where is the courage of the race of Arra?

I remember you as you were... now you are timid and enslaved.

Grow a spine and get on with it. We are visitors here and show more care for your world than you do.

In the new age, we are going to be posed with some problems that are no respecters of age, life style or sacred things.

So...

Stand?

Or Fall?

There are your human grandfathers and then there is your true line.

I got good ones. One hard old Navy that served in the Pacific as a medic with the Marines, losing an eye to a Japanese grenade and then working for the Vets Admin for ages, the other a gentle artist from Chihuahua Mexico. Both taught me the old ways.

Since the whole love generation took a powder, I spent more time coming up with my Navy Grampa and Gramma. My Gramma is tougher than most Navy SEALs.

He he...

My true grandfather was the one that showed Lucifer the door when he opposed the will of the Throne.

Or so the lightworkers like to tell me. It would explain a few things. Origins notwithstanding, I am but a mere man who weed whacks his property, rips the poison oak off the trees and on occasion clobbers things.

There is no definition where my own power leaves off and that of the divine begins as we are one. THIS is love man... pure unfucked with love.

Grampas are grand and great and can teach you how to be a good person (depending on the grampa) They are remnants of a time when the world had not gone crazy...

Their words mean something.

Hear them.

Gramma's too.

Remember the faces of your fathers. ALL OF THEM.

What will put you on our hit list is as follows

Being a Slaver... enslaving others. The loving slavery bit we don't care about, what people do in their own bedrooms is their own business.

Hurting children. Discipline is one thing but neglect, abuse and killing all get you a prime slot.

Sowing discord and mistrust. Disharmony is something we really get annoyed by.

Cruelty... we have had enough of this and shall respond very violently.

And lastly, impeding us in accomplishing our directives. Deny us what is ours and we shall show you a version of Hell on Earth.

I hope we are clear on this.

If not, then too bad for you.

Why not? If you didn't then what good are you?

Just another slave race if you didn't kick what tried to enslave you square in the nuts.

Your anscestors knew of this when Cthulu and pals had you enslaved to the eyeballs and called on their masters, the Elder Gods to chain em up.

The spirit of resistance amazes even the war angels who have been kicking ass since forever.

Another reason why they have been recruiting from you for aeons.

Dark and light both.

Same with us, the grey.

Yes, the talent here is something of an anomaly.

You get good at things fast if they make you feel good.

So many are awakening and sure it's scary, this new power, the memories, the enlightenment.

We may take over to a point... some bad people are in power in many places... so we can select betters and hand it off... it is your world after all.

I don't do them.

What is the point to hide from this world? I've spent the last 2 decades doing just that, arising only every five years when the outsiders challenged my dominion.

Oh course these periods of heightened activity would tend to wreck everything I built in the time between.

A mundane life is difficult to maintain when you are as I am but I muddle through somehow. Vets pension and Social security have seemed to agree that I do have a real problem. If they only knew the depth of it.

Their understanding of it is irrelevant.

That they support me is.

With medications and money and even schooling.

Looking back at the rest of humanity I have to wonder how they live while asleep.

Dipshits.

That over the years I have degenerated from beast to monster to destroyer was not entirely my fault. I give what I get.

If I turn from destruction, then all the better.

That we are here is simply a matter of course.

There are tests to be adminstered.

Worthiness to be determined.

Begin now.

Yes I am turning it up.

With heat comes light and smoke and other delightful things.

My FIST, bump it or be struck by it.

Through forgivness all becomes possible and new things can grow. The razorwind blows and the water slams against hastily made barriers.

Earth grinds against each other and Pele demands a sacrifice.

Where all these elements collide you will see the face of your God.

Again, it is in the mirror.

We want you to question... though we may or may not provide proof that will only make people more arrogant.

This is, afterall, only a temporary hitch and we are all guests here. Clean up after yourselves. Leave the maid a tip. Be gracious and pay for what you have done.

With the avatars of great divinities aware, the elementals enraged, it is a good idea.

Above it all is the Stand Alone. Great armies brandishing dread weapons and singing with enough force to rip the atmosphere off the world, it may be advantageous to take an inventory.

I consider this while feeding hungry cats.

It is they that understand how things are fully. Being a cat in my yard is a good job.

Status in Heaven is determined by how one treats cats I have heard.

I have also heard that the path to Hell is paved with good intentions. I'm glad I don't have any of those left. The flock has betrayed me so many times I have lost count.

They are very stupid and know not who they have fucked with. AGAIN...

The temperment of an angel... now this is something that is pure dread... or overwhelming joy... They are LIKE the Maker right off the bat, the originals I mean. They sing with thunderous voices praise and love.

GOD is love remember.

Humanity was created for them, and they for us. A wheel of destiny that is now reforged and turning anew with all sorts of possibilities.

Not all angels are nice, I'm sure there are those that know this from experience. There are some that would smite you as soon as look at you, who look forward to an order from the Throne that would bring all sorts of lovely doom to us all.

God is very compassionate...

knows we are doing the best we can with what we got.

There is a list of things He really frowns on but things change, this is the only constant.

In the view of this Linewalker, you can boil all the commandments down to ONE.

Thou shall not STEAL... covers all the hot points. Stealing lives, wives, goods, virtues etc and so forth. This includes stealing servants from Him.

The wicked... well... fair game I say.

And why not?

Terrorists and drug dealers are really polluting. Fatted business men are doing horrible things to the planet. If it wasn't for the greedy, we would be off world now.

Technologies would not have been repressed.

Great men and women would not have been killed.

Angels have the ultimate in cloaking... only those of true faith can even begin to see them.

According to holy books, there is going to come a time when everyone is going to get to see them.

Do you homework and you may find that day is rushing towards us, ready or not.

The Maker ordered the angels to bow before man for a reason. It is called POTENTIAL.

Of course some took exception to this.

You cannot blame the first angel for bending his knee before nothing but the Thone itself. I am the same way.

I am however, seeing the greatness in humanity, because of their flaws, not in spite of them. Like the one legged guy that ran marathons. The SEALs that nailed Bin-laden, The guys who made the movie Avatar.

No limits.

Fear is a bitch.

Be free as you were meant to soar with your angelic counterparts.

Fornication under censure of the king... now why would the king care who you balled if he wasn't trying to get at it himself?

This was why the age of kings was such an epic fail. There were exceptions of course... great kings like David and Tutenkhanmen... and Richard the Lionhearted and Leonidas...

Men of great faith and passion like Arthur...

There have been many.

Kennedy was a great king if you think about it.

The WHITE trying to make a come back in a crazy world dominated by things best not mentioned here in open forum.

There is a time and a place for this shit.

Right around fucking now.

There is a shift. This is to be an age of knights. Let's see if the ladies can do a better job. I think they will. They do not have the whole johnson problem. They focus better on the greater good most times though they do have pride issues as men have lust issues.

Fat men with multiple chins have really made a mess of things. They have raped at will for many moons.

Pigs on the wing?

All we need is a sturdy catapult.

How many have they murdered out of fear of losing their little erections?

How many of our children have been put into harm's way to support their self-serving agendas?

I cannot bring myself to count.

There is someone however that does keep count.

Above my paygrade.

There isn't much that is above my paygrade these days though. Imposing my will is not something that interests me though.

People want things to continue as they are then let them bury their heads in the sand. When the storm comes they will be overtaken and that's all for them.

Gifts are given freely and they should be used.

Each heart is engraved with a set of instructions... those that dig beneath all the crap the world has coated their hearts with, shall find them there waiting...

Hear the surly voice of your guardian angels growl... what the fuck are you waiting for? Christmas?

You already have an engraved invitation.

The fire of your will is good for burning away bullshit fears... try it... you may like it.

I'm at 2500 megs of Depakote a day now... massive dose of anti-convulsant simply to hold my peace among you.

Was it not for this discipline I have, I would wield the power of the Five Points in a very vulgar fashion.

Good thing for modern medicine to catch up with me and mine lest we continue to burn out like Hendrix did before we could really help you.

Your evolution is the key to our own.

You got us stabilized to the point where we can really kick some ass for you.

I got to say thankya.

So the lines blur as we become ever closer.

About fucking time.

Do I do this?

Depends on the bones I guess.

Some spirits know some damn good jokes. The Great Spirit knows em all.

So sometimes I just start laughing... inside joke... kinda like death... inside joke.

Are my enemies something I laugh at?

Depends.

In my way there are no enemies, only the occasional obstacle. Hated foes?

They are our teachers these adversaries. Anger rises only to be distilled to cold prescision... then shit gets dismantled.

This is true love...

How are you liking the bombardment so far?

Liking a taste of your own medicine as we strangle you in your own foul thoughts and dreams?

Thought you slipped our nets did you?

Come now.

You should know that there is always something watching.

Permissions have been given and it is our turn now.

Your oppressions are over.

The more you resist the more we like it.

Old divisions have crumbled and the full fury of the horrible turns its dread attention on you and your schemes.

They are so very industrious... and many.

Have fun with them.

Somehow though... I don't think that you will enjoy their idea of fun very much.

Reap the whirlwind.

The ancient shall displace the old, the new shall empower the coming of the WHIITE.

This shit is dangerous. It's like working with weaponized viruses. Now there are many kinds of love... there is physical love, filial love etc and so forth... then there is divine love.

This will blow your doors off and show you truth in its purest form... love without borders or price or limits...

If one can break on though to get at this, then all things are possible.

Walking around in a state of cosmic orgasm is not something that comes easily.

Love has a temper.

It also has a rather malevolent sense of humor.

I can only advise caution.

Of all things, love is the most addictive.

Here's a little known secret here...

Not many here even know what they look like as no enemy has ever penetrated our cloaks.

They are as great mantas with eyes of life (agriculture domes)... comes in handy when food runs out, systems fail or there is a crash or suddenly we find ourselves out of oxygen.

It happens.

Also, we do love to grow things... some regard it as therapy. Many of us are as childlike gardeners.

Our technology is one of harmony with nature's forces, not the kind we see here that tends to go against her.

Each of our ships is different though the shape tends to remain the same. It's all up to the Captain or shipmaster or whatever he or she prefers to call themselves.

Propulsion, weapons, crew compliments are all a very customized affair.

Since most officers of the Fleets are short-timers, a ship tends to pass from one generation to the next. Who knows their vessel better than one born and raised to it?

This has been going on a very long time.

During the last great war, a full third of our fleets were lost in a very short time.

There has been a time of great weeping among us but there are always new ships... new dreams... and it was a standing order among Second Order Linewalkers to get the Captain off the ship should it appear to be lost.

A lot of folks got knocked out and dragged.

Things are replaceable... people not so much.

Generations of experience were not to be lost because the skipper wanted to go down fighting.

They were only sore until we built them new ships.

You see... wars take their toll...

something we have watched you do... among yourselves... but it is your nature... it is also your own. Since this world is dominated my a single sentient species, who else did you have to fight?

We did not have this problem.

So we understand why you have done to each other what you have done though we do not like it very much.

You always took it a bit too far.

Another thing I may mention is the weapons...

planet destroying weapons... ship gutting weapons, squadrons of fighters and boarding craft filled with malevolent wrathlike Linewalkers that can board and take control of an enemy ship in minutes.

Chariots of the gods?

Not really.

There is one GOD.

He made all the worlds... the stars, the seas, the blood in your veins, the very souls you command.

I imagine that someone with higher tech and a bit of sleight of hand can appear very godlike.

What great beast of a vessel watches you?

One among many peoples... all wanting to play with you.

Are we above anything?

Sometimes.

Not by choice.

Oh, Earth makes the best popcorn among other things. It is with great anticipation and mingled dread humanity is regarded by many.

You are conquerors and lovers and poets and your world is getting too small. Your songs are heard my many already.

You can feel things changing I'm sure as we are among you in number... working quietly behind the scenes as we do...

We shall not stop until the chains are off.

OF course we always welcome help from the locals.

Be it in the dark or in the light, the love remains the same. You have suffered long, learned much, we only ask you to come a bit further.

We have been waiting for you. There is something for you and the light at the end of the tunnel has been turned back on.

This is that HOPE I was talking about.

Some will see it for what it is.

Some will embrace it, some will reject it.

Either way, not a soul on this planet shall remain untouched in the coming days.

I am but one of many, on the ground with you.

Having fun for a change.

I advise you to do the same.

It may get ugly here depending on the choices you make. It may also be grand depending on the choices you make.

Be nice to each other and help each other. This is the whole point of the damn excercise.

We are here to understand you by BECOMING you... by going native. It was my idea in the first place.

How can you understand a people if you have not been faced by the same problems they face?

I was born in the city of the Angels though LA isn't very holy these days.

It's more to my brother's taste. He still lives in southern California. I like my serenity and moved north after my time in the Navy.

Not much has changed with him.

He still cares about you very much... but is afraid of you. I can't blame him.

Well, hopefully we'll all meet up somewhere and shake hands.

Hugs and Tears mayhap.

I know it has been hard on you but you are not done yet. It is only growing pains. This too shall pass.

A lot of excuses I've been hearing.

Commitees and councils squabbling over the same old crap age in and age out.

Hmmm...

Perhaps a new approach is called for.

What is going on is obviously not going to work too well in the new age. Evolution says ADAPT OR DIE.... a simple unwritten law. I like the unwritten ones... they are enforced by a higher authority.

We all come from the same thing and eventually return there. The paths are many.

The journey the same.

For those of you that lack faith and courage... it is there, you have only buried it. Here's a shovel.

Longest running inhabitied city currently on the planet... above board anyway. Here you can get anything. Here you can find things best left unfound if you dig around enough.

Find the right guy and you can get your hands on anything given the money and time.

Great wizards have come and gone in this city, it has seen all that man can dish out. It is civilization, ancient and wicked.

She abides.

Remember this one?

How about the... alright... the world is not flat, but it IS the center of the Universe...

Alright... now here we are... there is no other life out there.

No ghosts or vampires or werewolves or orcs or anything else that isn't a boring mundane human-being.

Alright.

I believe you.

Of course my fingers as are my arms crossed around my body, concealing many weapons. Like we haven't seen great awakenings before.

Like we haven't done this countless times. Restuffing the insane evils back into Pandora's box and dragging warring factions to the negotiating table.

It's that or divine intervention.

I don't know about you lot, but I like it here. We are GUESTS. Time to stop wrecking the joint and pick up after yourselves. You are treating your mother badly.

We've killed for less.

Don't tempt us to start random acts of mayhem... AGAIN. For me it is easy. All I have to do is let it go. Stop opposing my nature and be what I will be.

Ignorance is no longer bliss. It is dangerous.

I was reading... and came across a piece of how people are branding others with a scarlet 'V'. Just when I thought the short-timers could not amaze me further with their displays of stupid mischief.

The Qur'an states clearly that persecution is worse than killing yet they mutilate their women and in many countries, treat them as property.

Now some motherless bastards want to extend this to the night legion?

THIS is where me and mine shine.

When we find someone that needs sorting out.

They hide of course and attack the weak in numbers. There is not a place on Earth we cannot touch them.

Mayhap we shall do a bit of marking of our own, point em out. I believe a cross should be a good mark. Soldiers of Christ?

They obviously have not read the teachings of the man Jesus. He and his disciples did not go around putting the beat down on people that disagreed with him. He didn't have to.

He is of the line of Gabriel and his presence is enough to make the faithless crap their pants.

We are minding our own business but to a point.

Inciting open warfare is not something that should happen on either side.

Jesus is one to present the other cheek. I am one to present the back of my hand. We all have a role to play in the coming days.

What we lose now shall be sorely missed down the road if you can dig it.

Scarlet 'V' huh?

Like the Jew arm band?

Best to nip this shit in the bud. New age, new rules and the laws of instant karma are slinging it out as fast as it comes.

This is a bad thing... and should not be allowed to continue unopposed. In Aquarius, SHOULD is not a dream but a very real reality.

I'll give em a scarlet letter...

dipshits.

Yes, truth is often buried beneath ages of mistrust and other bullshit. The good news is that bullshit has its uses. It grows things quite well. Mistrust, well, that is what the sword is for.

The Queen of Swords is called the Mask Cutter for a reason. She spares nothing the sword and rises into clarity. Good blade work requires precision. In my experience, the precursor for precision is refined anger. Emotion is useful. Getting pissed off enough to change something when it is outdated or even a hindrance is a blessed thing and helps all along to the next event.

My question is who has the stone balls to be the first one across this particular field?

There is an aroused Commander of Linewalkers here among you along with his entire order. Which of you has the courage to take the first step, to reach out to a hand that has shaken worlds?

We are friendly to a point.

You have taught us that allowing your hands near our hearts isn't the wisest thing to do but we can be hard headed.

Some of us are still letting you get too close.

Each of us makes a choice when coming here.

We all have to remember old promises.

Since I am now in policy making, things are changing.

If the messengers are molested, response is going to be very unpleasant. Many wanted their Messiah back. Why should he place himself in harm's way when most of you are out of your little minds?

Many wonder about first contact.

Well you've had it... more than once. You've blown it, more than once.

You want a Messiah? Want to be saved? Save yourselves. You have been saved already.

Be warned

Be kind

Be mankind.

I am still digging. My flowers are very lovely. I see many masks but have not felt the need to draw as of yet.

Is this a timed evolution?

Maybe.

You seem to have all the answers you need.

Not many seem to be interested in what we have to offer. Par for the course. Nothing new.

There are a few good ones and the rest are chaff to be burned off.

You are all free to go to Hell in your own way of course. I'm just saying there is something better. This shit we are dealing with is more temporary than most admit. They think they are 'all that'.

Good for them.

Good luck with that.

Those of you that believe you know it all can be kind of annoying to those of us that do. You always comment. We never do.

I have danced with blood drinkers in a desert city, hypnotized daughters of Wicca by looking at them and howled with the Lycan.

How long must we be strangers?

If I wanted to hunt you I'd have loads of trophies by now.

As always, I shall wait. I enjoy my own company. I do, however, know when you are near and wonder at your courage.

Is this how we greet the new age?

With cowardice?

Man... I love zombie movies, even wrote a book about a zombie war... I'll let you know when I get me a real publisher. You can point me out at a book signing... maybe even get you a free copy.

They are flawed though.

Do you think that the world beneath the world that has alot of time invested in this place would allow the walking plague overrun the mundanes?

I'd think that the night legions would rise and layeth the smacketh down on yon zombies. Hoo-yah.

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Isis101
05:15 Jun 21 2011

Funny - I recently wrote a chapter to an ongoing story I have here, and it involved zombies and vampires - lol!

If you have any publishing connections, please share! Thanks!

And good luck with the writing. It is fun, isn't it?

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yuppafubara
23:31 Jun 22 2011

I hope your mate doesn't bite you!

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Ah, visits... YOU Wicca... three of you determining what I was. Realizing a SEVENTH is among you and that all protections before me are totally irrelevant.

That I can draw you to me at will, fill you with love and make you do the silliest things... and I don't even have to touch you with anything but my mind... my heart... my very soul.

This is what happens when the conditions are right, the signs all point in one direction... HOWEVER...

This is a cruel world.

It has made me adapt some serious defensive measures. Also what guards me is more cruel than you can ever know.

I fashioned my armor out of benevolence but am not too stupid to avail myself of Kevlar. I do appreciate the value of a good sword or gun in a world filled with the insane and nasty.

Coming like thieves? Not really. More like Ninja. We did not come here to steal shit. We came for the tyrants and all that support them.

Those that come after us can redistribute the wealth with a stern warning that we shall return should it go back to the same old same old.

Wresting power from the hands that strike is only part of the fun.

Ladies, we would like to hand off this power into wise hands. We have no use for power, we have all we need.

Ladies tend to know what the GREATER GOOD means most of the time. I imagine I shall visit Salem one day and do my thing. Too much cries from the ground there. Delivering a walloping amount of love there is a good thing.

So that peace may be found at last.

So that shame is banished. Fear is faced and clobbered like the little bitch it is.

You will find no camera crews in my company.

These are PEOPLE, not animals to do tricks on cue. The lack of respect is alarming.

All is permitted... Do what thou wilt be the whole of the LAW... LOVE is the LAW, Love UNDER WILL.

An old song. The faces may change, but the words never do.

Second coming? We never left. We simply adapted. We became as cruel and nasty as what we were faced with on a day to day basis. The days of Moses and the man Jesus went by the wayside with the invention of the gun.

Remember, kindness is not a sign of weakness... it is a sign of power. Only the weak resort to cruelty.

Yes we may have some problems. In some things I am utterly steadfast and will simply disgree with you. I may bend, but there is a moral center and a core set of values that guides everything I do. You understand it, you understand me and all those like me.

It is called Line Doctrine and is in these journals.

Agree or not, we all have our own destinies.

Even hell needs an army I imagine.

There are some of you that are for the dark worlds. Good on ya. What would light be without the dark? Without either of these there would be no middle ground. There would be no glorious war. Nor even more glorious peace. In the wake of war there is great advances... but memories are short.

How many ethnic cleansings are you going to engage in before you are sick of it?

How long are you going to worship death and madness?

I hope not for too much longer. We may have to introduce a common enemy for you to stop.

You have no idea how many would just love to come down here weapons free.

Free will is a sacred thing so far be it from me to compel anyone to do anything. Do whatever you like, that's the joy of being here but remember...

it's all being written down.

If you listen quietly, you may be able to hear the ancient feather quills scratching... for those of you that just cannot STFU, I can only shrug.

There are more layers... than these.

Always more.

Be silent so that you may hear the voice of the divine within you.

Did you realize the power of this thing? Hope.

THIS is the fountain of youth right here. No need to go traipsing through alligator infested swamps in search of this as it is already built into the spirit of each and every person on the planet.

There is however a guardian there.

Only faith impresses this guardian.

Only faith can allow you to either make friends with this guardian or beat the hell out of it.

Friends is better as this guardian holds a grudge and learns very well from each experience. You cannot kill this guardian as it is powered by your own mind.

Fun stuff, huh?

This is what keeps the idiots from true power.

Power does protect itself from despoilers and the selfish and faithless. You can load up your guns with hope coated bullets and kill anything pretty much.

All obstacles fall before the power of hope as it is like water and wears shit down. Hope feeds on itself you may find... generating more and more until joy comes beating on the door, looking to ravish you.

These things are helpful tools in any undertaking.

Without hope, well, might as well call the game.

The Throne loves a good game.

Give Him one.

Show Him what you got. Everything. Humanity is evolving at a frightening rate. Show the angels themselves what all the big deal was.

All great plans do eventuallly come to fruition... and then more plans are made.

There is a tale that has been written for each and every soul, you just have to choose to be there.

Be great or be little, it is up to each one in their own way naturally. Wear a crown or a hockey mask... whatever feels right as we all are different and perfect in our own ways.

What would the tale of Dracula be without a Van Helsing running around?

Damn boring. The count would get the girl and go and play cards.

What would Navy SEALs be without some terrorists to shoot up?

Though things do change after awhile.

There does come a time when it is time to take a break... and enjoy yourselves. If you are enlightened, this is ALL THE TIME. Yes life is hard but it doesn't mean you have to let it get the upper hand.

Armed with a sword forged from pure hope, even the mightest dragon shall take pause. Might even give you a ride on the thermals.

The gift of Hope is one that keeps on giving... so pass on what you take from the well. Hope, love, joy... these things, even in the dark are good things.

Not everyone can be on days. This is simply the way it is. If a damned thing loves, then is it really damned?

I would challenge this.

I know each soul is responsible for their own burden but does it stop movers and shakers like the man Jesus?

Nope.

Sometimes it is the one with the hard head that changes the rules of the game.

We all come in owing a death... but that's alright. Death has no bite when you are armed with hope.

Is like being a President. It is the most thankless most dangerous job on the planet bar none.

You can have it.

I am not one of these though I could be. I say: What is the point to call out a warning to a bunch of lemmings going over a cliff into the hungry jaws of the pack?

I like the pack better than idiotic rodents anyway. They have a sense of grace and savage nobility that a braying sheep could never some close to.

I'm sure that the man Jesus had moments where he was surrounded by a multitude where all he could think about was spanking Legion with a splintered ruler.

He and I do things differently.

He may just put the beat down on Legion just because he can. I ask questions. I'm not out to interfere with a working stiff doing their job.

Sometimes people bring torments down on themselves. Who am I to ruin a best laid plan?

There are so many messengers... all over the place and all of them saying the same thing.

Love God... or else.

Sound council. It works for me but I love all equally, not just the cute ones... though sometimes... I do play favorites.

Those who have the courage to face a 7th, to reach out, touching and being touched, these are worthy.

No soul shall bear the burden of another but I can show you a way to help yourselves.

God doesn't need to forgive you. You need to forgive yourselves. I did this... it hurt like a bitch. I'm surprised I am still here in all honesty.

So the brutal tests are seemingly over and now the tests of patience have been the word of the day.

HURRY UP AND WAIT... I got practice having served in the Navy. We stood in lines to stand in lines. It was like disneyland with guns and ships and planes.

I'm just waiting for the new fridge to be delivered.

Despite all the craziness there is always the mundane intruding on my lovely strange world.

Mayhap one day I shall have personal assistants... but that would be stupid.

If I am not willing to do the work then I am unfit to lead anyone into battle or anywhere else. This is not the age of kings nor the great burning nor the war against the great old ones... this is Aquarius.

Everything is no longer supposed to be solved with sword and gun. Those days are coming to a close.

I'm going to miss them of course, but there are new things to learn.

Gimme a damn light saber... and my new fridge.

Alright... who moved the Buddhas in my tree?

Ah, mighty and great, owning the deserts and lonely places but no longer.

Releasing gently those afflictions and allowing mankind to grow, to know and see just what they can bring to the table.

How long has it been since Heaven's vaults called so strongly?

When all that was denied is given again? It was not forgiveness from the Throne, but to yourself that was needed to fly through that cleansing light.

Sure you can be a horrifying as you like and when you like... this is the essence of free will naturally, and that was the whole point of the exercise. That we all know it and take the hard path, the right path anyway.

Evil is honest, I shall admit.

I have never been betrayed by the evils... only tested. It is the sheep that have broken my heart more than any others and for that there shall be a reckoning.

We have all learned that even the most arrogant men and women do respect the language of power. The mayhem of the old testament and Qur'an and Torah and all those books even going back further than that have all said the same thing.

Flip the bird to the Throne and He is liable to flip it right back. Attack the messengers and all hell breaks loose.

Attack an emissary and it gets even more stupid. We are walking our lines and doing our tme for just as long as we have been given. This time we are taking no shit from anyone.

The training cycles have been in motions for aeons and if you have not got it by now, this may be a lost cause.

I am a realist.

You may fall flat on your faces... I know we did when we were like you. We, however, only needed one shot. We picked each other up and kept going. You tend to loot each other while you're down.

I wonder how many chances you shall have.

I've lost count of how many generations that have been destroyed. I guess it was only a matter of time before we were called in to help you out before you destroyed yourselves.

This is a small world. You are outgrowing it.

You are also mistreating it... and about 1% of you are doing the real damage. So you know, this is a lesson in unit integrity as a species.

If one of you is an A-hole, then it effects the rest of you. So the greedy and small minded must be sorted. You can deal with it, our best hope, or we can deal with it... which can get nasty, or the War Angels shall be deployed.

Now that is pure dread. An extermination.

I gently persuade you to vote the idiots out of office and clean up the place. It's hard work I know, but consider the alternative.

Look at the mayhem in Japan and all over the bible belt, even reaching into Massachusetts. Volcanos being openned and earthquakes clobbering a place called Christchurch?

Remember that as grand as Christ is, he is not God. Worship not men or angels. That is actionable now.

Going with the flow in Aquarius... big changes. All across the board. Try not to worry.

Fallen, Upright, whatever, they are Celestial Stewards, and messengers of the Throne. Angels are not Demons or Devils.

This is insulting to the Throne itself.

Humanity creates names for things that scare the crap out of them.

Not all angels are that fond of mankind and I cannot blame them. Men are arrogant and puffed up with their own importance. Women are the same way.

Only cats should be able to be this way.

As far as I am concerned, there ARE NO MORE FALLEN.

The 7th SAID SO. The Throne said so. The lesson about free will and its consequence is understood now?

Forgive yourselves.

Do penance if you must but swing by and be washed clean of all man's filth.

Be loved again...

That is all.

Yes, this is a powerful thing indeed. In Aquarius, access to hidden power is going to be something commonplace. There are going to be a lot of upstarts... more than ever.

It is up to the ancients and elders to take them in hand lest a war break out. There is Line intervention which can be good or bad. Then there is divine intervention... which can be only horrific.

All the warnings have been issued and the safeties are in the OFF position.

Now our role has always been as a buffer. We are not partners with the Throne, we are servants as are all in their own way.

We are not above nor below anyone.

We are that we are and always shall be, if not here then somewhere else.

We are however, done, taking shit from a brat race as delightful as they are and will defend ourselves and our interests with all the dread gifts we have been given.

We have seen and even subjugated worlds of darkness where the great night courts hold their balls, feeding on the tributes brought in from off world raids. Sometimes by us, sometimes by their other night brothers.

You see, we have a way of disposing of the wicked. Sometimes it is a win-win for us and the night races. They need a pound of flesh and we need to get rid of some insane zealots or other nasty people.

Either way, it all comes out in the wash.

I imagine there are some that may be curious where they really come from as there are other worlds than these.

After recent events there are many places that need guidance as they are currently under Line dominion for making some bad choices.

Earth has an insane talent pool.

We are happy to be here among you. In time, I imagine that we may get what we need, other places get what they need... ambitious souls that will get things back on track.

Create open trade and restore balance.

We all have our version of Heaven I imagine.

A place where the laws of the hunt is the only law might be this... this is just one place among many.

Imagine.

A place where you can be yourself, surrounded by your true anscestors.

This is a good dream, a good song... with my kind, home is wherever we see another of our kind. If you're not careful we may team up and build an empire here.

We, unlike you, know how to share.

We respect our women.

We are loyal and to the hilt as many of you are. There are many of us of course. There just has been a change in our dreaming.

We awake and shake off chains.

It's been some time since we have been nice to you so don't blow it. For now, we are glass, and shall reflect back all you send. If you send love, so it shall be. You send hate and sow mistrust, you shall be dealt with accordingly.

Twirling the keys to the fucking kingdom here.

We are designed to serve but age after age we have been abused. So don't mind us if we are mistrustful of you.

We have suffered along with Wicca, along with the hunts... the losses... that we are all going to feel in the coming days. Many have been lost that we sure as shit could have used come 2012.

We are weapons of last resort. So far there are only a few of us actively gathering intel among you. The rest are sleeping, awaiting catalyst.

Nothing to freak out about, the kill order is not on the table.

There are however going to be some changes.

To oppose evolution is silly so get used to it.

We are all creatures of God, and you can deal with that too. Different does not meaned damned. The damned love too do they not?

The bottom line was always the same, what we demanded of you.

Be good to each other.

That's it.

In a nutshell. There may come a time when we run out of badguys and have to go looking for new ones or they may even come to us. Yes we do love and thrive on adversity. Eden was not for us.

Too damn easy.

We shall build new versions of this. Dark ones, light ones... whatever turns you on.

It's only kingdom come. Be what you are. You were given certain promises.

For those who have stood long there is new hope. For the wicked there is a feeling being watched. For the sheep there is nothing because they are stupid and notice nothing.

There is no place to go that you will not be found.

You may find that it is not such a bad thing. Something lovely may be looking to love you.

It's Summer and love is in the air.

To all that read these words may you be kissed a thousand times, blessed a thousand times and given a new strength. You are going to need it.

Yes... if properly trained, you can be the baddest muthas (well, second baddest) in the Universe.

From a blob of weird looking stuff you came, ever evolving from this act of creation, this moment in time...

Now there is Starbucks to get a nice Mocha.

There are marvelous ways for you to kill your foes and fly faster than sound.... we're impressed.

This new generation is casting off the chains of oppression and value as we knew they would.

The guns pointed at Earth have lowered.

You now know how to combat cancers and the AIDS virus... impressive... many of you are HEARING us call you clearly now.

It is not the daily increase but the daily decrease, the hacking away of the essentials that is bringing us together as a people.

You may now spread your wings.

Power is fleeting... love is eternal and all that.

The waiting is the hardest part as the songs goes.

God Bless Tom Petty.

So they say in the Qur'an is what you tell the unbelievers... tell them to wait as we are waiting too.

In other words... JUST YOU WAIT...

I love this book though could never live as a Muslim. I like my damn porkchops too much. In fact, I'll eat just about anything that won't eat me first. Nothing like a good salty oyster, a bacon sandwich, a juicy burger, and the list goes on.

I don't know how the Strigoi do it.

I imagine that they get along... that there is something special in their ways. They too are Children of God whether they like it or not.

In times like these when the emergency powers have been invoked and covenants are being changed, there may be questions.

It is the role of a Corvas-Tar to direct the Line to defend. It is the role of a 7th to teach, instruct, give comfort, heal, use all the powers granted to ease the passage of an AGE.

I have accepted interim promotions to command before but always returning to Squad level immedialty after the campaign. They been at me for a very long time to get me to accept permanent command of the Third Order.

I have ducked it for ages.

25SEP10 however they were not taking no for an answer. It got heated but arguing with an all-knowing all-powerful entity is a fool's errand.

I'll admit to you all that I am a total fool.

Admission of ignorance was the key to realms of wisdom I have always sought. I refused until he showed me his face.

That almost killed me on the spot. I am no longer apt to be a smart ass. I still do have my differences with my Maker as HE does not tell me everything all the time. I am but one man.

Just dealing with the Angels is almost more than I can handle. I have to resort to the use of chemicals as they are so very strong.

Lesser people hearing them often throw themselves off of tall buildings or eat a bullet.

The Creator gave me as HE gave all of you all the tools and talent you need at birth. Some of you have taken the path of most resistance to be better than your base natures.

This is a good thing. Most do not and they are but chaff to be burned off. This is a stark reality.

We are each responsible for ONE destiny and that is our own. Yes there are all kinds of things you can try to do to help the idiots but in time, each is held accountable for their actions.

When everyone is subjected to this all at once it is called a Reckoning. It happens with all great races and make no mistake, humanity IS a great race, destined for great things.

That you have been interfered with is something that we shall help you with. To a point mind you.

We are not going to hand you the blue prints for faster than light drives or better weapons... that is up to you to invent on your own.

We may however make suggestions and answer questions if you so desire.

You are very clever as a species and there are those that do not want you in a larger community because they are afraid of what you shall become.

I have seen what humanity is capable of and you are going to outshine a lot of peoples... this is a FACT.

That is if you learn to SHARE and WORK as a TEAM. The Throne has hit the RESET button a few times already. I'm hoping you get it right this time as there are other things I would rather be doing.

70% Faith and 30% Science is the proper mix.

Alright, I was in the middle of some pretty heavy shit last Summer when one of my Linewalkers told me that Peter Steele had died back in April.

This was right around the same time as we were sorting out the mess after Grampa passed. These... attachments we make to our mortal families here... but the deeper ones... the true families we really come from.

So I did some digging and discovered WHY he allowed this world to kill him. My immediate response was a rage for revenge.

This world does not know how important the presence of a mighty singer really is... nor do they grasp what had passed on 14APR10.

Through his songs... his message is quite clear. LEAVE HER ALONE.

I must bow to this.

I do not have to like it though.

He wanted to love you to death... this is his style. He leads with his heart and that is why we love him so dearly.

He was always the first of us, the best of us.

So Earth has chewed up and spit out the best of us. It happens. It happened on Calvary Hill as well. You think that stops us?

It is only a minor inconvienience as for us, THIS is the dream. It is your boundaries that are figments of our imaginations.

I lead with my mind... and tend to be a bit more calculating, even cold and nasty at times... but not without compassion.

I have spent aeons trying to understand you, children of divinity and monster alike. I about got it now. You are US. We are you.

I hear God laughing and it sounds like Peter.

Had I known your despair I would have dropped everything and dragged your ass straight to the emergency room and given them the VOICE OF COMMAND to repair you.

I still have your music, my ancient brother, and we shall meet again far from this damn place... or maybe even you may return.

You do love them so very much. Did I not warn you that they could hurt you more than any monster of yore?

I hope you have learned something from all this but that would be like asking a rock to change its colors. You remain that lone warrior standing on the mountain pass aeons ago. Standing there as if you were waiting for someone.

That you became the Lord of the whole damed mess was no accident.

That you hated it when we bent a knee to you.

That you would push us until we could bear no more and then a bit further... then we would end up carrying you.

I will forget nothing, here or there... as above, so below. Love is our law, Love under will as it always has been.

I would visit your grave one day... but all there is an empty shell. You would not have one of your Corvas-Tar weep, but I'm afraid I cannot help you there.

That you left me here all alone with these savages is just unfair. We shall breathe the same air again... but be ready for a good wallop.

Or the seven deadly sins as you know them.

Wanna know the secret of graduating each of these courses?

MODERATION.

There is no diploma awarded for passing these courses, passing simply means you get to live.

You do anything to the point of excess and it will kill you.

The world is full of people getting Darwin awards because they simply could not stop what they were doing.... which brings me to another subject.

Methamphetamine.

This foul man-made drug removes one's ability to STOP doing things. It can not destroy a soul... nothing can, but it sure as shit can enslave it.

Meth... it is a concern these days and not just for the laws of man, but for the laws of GOD. It is an evil thing that makes evil shit happen. Expect the company of destroying angels if you are involved with the production or distribution of this substance.

Just passing that along.

I am not currently actively campaigning against anything at the moment... though I do send little birds on errands from time to time.

Sometimes these little birds wait until you are alone and then become something that will do horrible things before flying away again.

So...

Have fun out there... but not too much. It might kill you. Starting over can be a bitch and most times that is exactly what happens... or in special cases, you get sent somewhere.

A special tailor-made place with everything you hate for a very long time.

This may have been a true thing once upon a time.

As it has been said, things change.

There is also an old saying... Better the evil you know than the evil you do not know.

It is now our ability to reason that binds us together as one people, as one global entity.

Did you not think that there would not be a TEST of our resolve?

There have been genocides, inquisitions, holocausts and other excursions along the way.

These have been lessons.

There has been confusion sown among you.

Would you hear the words of your messengers?

Would you hear the voice of the watchmen now before it becomes three kinds of stupid or go back to chasing selfish desires?

Time willl tell.

I am not a messenger. I am not of Gabriel's line.

We grow weary of your lack of courage, lack of passion, lack of a lot of things.

I am an emissary of something you have not seen fully. Well, not those of you who have not died for it. The true death as they call it.

I came through the veil, same as everyone else here, suffering as you do, mayhap even more so as my ideals are pretty much alien to the mundanes.

A total lack of bullshit is not a common thing.

I was not sent here alone.

The Archangel Michael does not set up his servants for failure nor does he send us in unarmed. Each of us are living weapons.

As with all things everywhere, we all serve in our own way. Be it a battle lord or a gardener, whatever that is called for is what shall be had.

In my view, the faster I get done with sorting out the mess down here, the faster I may return to my beloved home which is far from here.

Would I stand before a destroying angel and call them a pussy?

Yes I would if they have not suffered as I have.

Would I dare an ancient Vampire Lord to make palaver with me? Indeed I would as we do have plans to make to ensure the survival of us all.

Would I dance with Wicca skyclad?

Yes I would.

Would I remove a thorn from the paw of a hurting Lycan?

Damn straight.

Yes I am somewhat of a stranger... as I have been kept away from those that would harm me coming up. Now that I am more than capable of laying waste my foes, I am commanded to break my silence and issue the CALL to all that love life.

There is no time like the present.

God has infinite patience.

Mine however, has limits.

I was created the DESTROYER... DEATH

However, I grow weary of being dead inside.

I find it to be boring.

That and a few pals pointed out I got better things to be doing. So, here's to you Earth. This borrowed life is yours. Do with it what you will.

Next move is yours naturally. I am not hard to find.

And I am seeing you... one by one, five by five as mine awake among more and more are becoming rather obvious. What have you been doing down here? Throwing wrenches into the great work?

I have to admire the attempt.

You thought that it was enough to repress technologies and assassinate great leaders and messengers?

Your arrogance has once again been your undoing. Our blades and other implements surround you now.

Did you think that you ever slipped our nets? We know what you have done in Nome and that is going to cost you.

We know all about you and your cruelty to our Lord's creation. For this we shall take a heavy reprisal. You are quite incapable of love I know but you do have a way of feeling fear.

I would say this to you in your own tongue but we all understand each other quite well here don't we?

Hands off or we shall inflict the walking death on your home. So far we have been content to watch but you have exceeded your mandates and are way out of bounds.

If we take a bunch of you and start our own foul experiments, how would you like it?

Punishment fit the crime?

There are friends of ours that would just love to get their hands on you and scrape the chemicals from your bodies and lay you open to see what makes you tick...

No enemy has ever penetrated our cloaks nor withstood our might. You as we know that humanity has the potential to do both. THIS is why we defend them from depredations from the likes of you.

We are coming.

A swarm is coming.

Ask the poor Japanese. Ask those in Joplin. Ask those in the shadow of a volcano.

You know, there was been many cases were Messengers have been sent among a people with good news and then called liars and threatened by disbelievers and idol or even coin worshippers.

So they move on... and then all hell follows.

There has been many of these tales writ for a very long time as warnings.

Everything is right there laying around for those with the reason to pick it up.

A message of hope is met with such arrogance and hostility that it is no longer even a sound practice. Too many messengers have been killed.

Too many watchmen discredited,

Too many Sentinels opposed while simply doing thier jobs.

Does the Archangel Michael do things the same way that Gabriel would?

Or Uriel? or Lucifer?

He does things with a firmer hand.

Besides, the warnings have all been issued. Any with eyes in their head can see this.

I leave my hill and head down to the walmart or wherever looking for catfood or hangers or whatever and I always tend to find myself in the book section. Always on the prowl for something new to absorb.

Wow... Vampires abound! The Lycanthropes are crawling all over the place! Even Fallen Angels stories line the shelves as Aquarius is just dumping massive amounts of inspiration into this new generation that is already evolving like mad.

It's like the Throne handed M-60s to the Muses and they are on a rampage. Someone is making some serious bank on these tales and that is a good thing.

Great awakenings across the board and many are dreaming of their true heritage, surrounded by the mundane... how does one maintain their sanity in this?

All you need is LOVE... like the man said before some Discordic assassin shot him dead on the street. How they hate the messengers.

It is all as it should be and there is nothing with these dreams. Seek those older than you with you HAT IN YOUR HAND.

Show not your teeth to something that can smite you. Respect for each other is now in fashion boys and girls. Even the redneck ignorant shall be shown fear of the Lord.

Cruelty is not a tool of the strong or wise. Know this. Compassion is a thing that tempers power, makes it MIGHTY.

I like my tales... that the Fae are involved in True Blood is a hoot. What is next? Goblins? Trolls? Fiends? I have not read all the books.

I hear Wicca is going to be making an appearance and that is making me clap.

I hope the Walking Dead starts up again soon as well. Nothing like a war against the Hungry Dead.

If they only knew what the world beneath the world would do in the face of a zombie war.

Vampire Legions and Lycanthropes deployed like Spartans in great battles.

The glory to be had in the cleansing of the grey plague would be the stuff of legends.

For now, these are but stories. Keep the zombies on the screen where they belong as that kind horror should not be afflicted on this Earth.

It would be bad for everyone.

Trust me.

As for the sensual vampire and savagely sexy weres, shit, keep em coming. I never tire of your stories. I never tire of you. And you as well Wicca... I would hear more of your long and interesting histories.

I must admit, it is a grand feeling to know that humanity in all its shapes, hybrids, and departures from the original tree are all the same really.

We are all warriors in one way or another.

What I serve runs hot and cold. You are either with HIM or against HIM. Just the way HE is.

I myself am a case by case kind of guy. HE uses my heart and mind and eyes alot. Through my experiences and my pain, HE may know when to let em have it and when not to be severe.

So it does get busy in this head of mine sometimes. We do not always agree.

Sometimes I will go to bat if I feel strongly about something. Most times I am of the mind: Let em reap what they sow.

Get Old Testament on their asses. It has been going on if you haven't noticed. Short attention spans. I hope the divine doesn't do something drastic in order to get the attention of the people.

That is their business.

Since messengers are not effective, sentinels and watchmen discarded or ignored, the Line is here. Watchers? We do not eat each other.

Nor do we rape the locals.

We do the shit the old fashioned way. We learn by doing. We work hard and play hard. We are one race for the most part now. So if the shit hits the fan you are going to find some pretty badass muthas coming out of nowhere and saving the fucking day.

We shall not oppose the laws of the hunt as we do love the natural balance. All herds need predators. There are times when we may pass each other in the night. We hunt too.

We are a warlike people... like yourselves.

We are already playing together.

It is a lovely thing.

So my brothers and sisters regarded this with mixed emotions. We had things to do... always things to do.

By Line brother simply spit into it as I opened a cut on my thumb and let the blood flow as the gentle voices in my mind instructed me to do.

The others surveyed the broken corpses of slain monsters whose fluids were also mingling in that potential blob...

This could be either really bad or really good was my thought.

Turns out it was a bit of both.

So the creator made this place and peoples have come and gone, but it was that which started there, a mix of the most foul and we who have always served that have risen from their own ashes or mass drownings again and again.

Through ages of domination by the lizards and bird-like things... that refused to evolve and produce art in a timely manner.

The creator likes art and music see.

HE also does not take no for an answer so we diverted a very large rock to sort this.

I rather liked the savage honesty of the lizards to be honest... but there are other worlds where they have evolved.

So bit by bit... little furry things became something else. Even the mighty mammoth got to know their way of working together. I know I'm leaving out a few chunks here but what the hell.

You will find all your histories sooner or later.

Atlantis, Mu and Lemuria were a height of achievement... then someone decided to flip the bird to the Maker. Ah, the horror of it all.

Then the collaboration with the great old race at Babel when you got too big for your britches and once again had to be split lest you destroy yourselves.

These days however, I believe that belief may be something people are not having as much problem with. When the New York times declared that God was dead I just had to chuckle.

That cost em.

All across this world there are being reckonings. Japan, the Midwest, etc etc.

Wondered what the end of the world looks like? Ask those in the tsunami... or those in Joplin... It's a very personal thing, the end of the world.

Be generous with your time and what you have, but be also cautious. This world is full of users.

Huumanity is a mix of what is best and what is the worst. Remember that people do not always make good choices.

This is something all those like me have to go through. It is a brutal process and it starts with the admission of ignorance.

It happens when our path is obstructed by something... the self... when everywhere you look there is a hostile war angel bearing dread weapons. I shed all I thought I knew and the weapons came down, the stern glares became smiles and they dog piled on me, singing with a force I thought would blow my head off.

They asked me: "What took you so long?"

I had to respond... "I like to do things the hard way so I never forget."

It only took 40 years to become ready for that moment where they slammed all the memories back into me... it took months to sort em all out.

So... being a dumbass on a different level is par for the course my friends.

To serve is its own reward and I have always known this. My Karma is like a tank, running over dogmas right and left.

When you find your true north after so long in the dark it is somewhat of a relief. At least you know what the hell you are supposed to be doing.

Some spend their whole lives as a slave to the coin and never look up from their hamster wheels.

I see here, amongst you a better breed.

I salute you.

I can't wait to see you take your first steps into a larger world.

Know that we have been tapped to step up our operations in response to old promises and covenants.

It may get rough.

Back at the Ranch... Something huge just moved into my backyard. I'm kinda liking it. The usual sources say that the rules are different now.

That hostilities have ceased on some fronts, increased on others as the veil of lies has been subjected to certain blades.

There are those out there who are complacent, hiding in plain sight for years. Those who have demonstrated cruelty on others simply because they were different... or afraid of their power.

When the mob leaders are dealt with in very embarrasing ways then people start to do something they are not used to do....

Use their reason.

Sometimes a vulgar display of power IS called for. Those who persecute often do it out of sheer FEAR. Well... that works both ways.

So... we shall continue to cause them to make stupid mistakes until they simply knock it off. If they make too much stupid mischief then other powers shall see to them.

When the rules of the game are flouted, then the refs start chucking people off the field. If the game becomes a riot then the water cannons and riot police are called in.

Manners always. Respect to each other. You are the masters of this world are you not? It is time to stop behaving like a kindergarden of bad tempered children that have problems with sharing.

For the teachers... they do need a firm hand. They are fractious. They are out of control. They need leaders and new dreams.

There is no finer role than that of one who would guide. Take strength in this as the rewards of the hereafter and the RIGHT NOW far exceed selfish pursuits.

The true powers that be do not fuck around when it comes to things of this nature. They take care of their own. ALL OF THEM... be they evil or good or neither.

We are not animals.

Time to stop behaving as them.

This is not a threat or even a warning. The time for messengers is over. From here on in do as you will and we shall see just what happens in response. . . and just how FAST is happens.

The mighty power of love is something that will blast past all the bullshit and see you as you really are in the blink of an eye.

Here it is... buried beneath tons of self indulgence and other fun shit on an obscure site.

The words of your Maker.

All the noise and drama and carrying on, the voice is a quiet one, a gentle one.

Only a few are going to hear it. This is unfortunate as it always tends to be. I would advise caution, for you to believe your eyes... to search your feelings and find truth. My words may stir you. They may not.

Either way. Here I am. Not going anywhere.

Doctor's orders?

This is just silly. I want to be with my own.

They are boring me and that is the worst thing you can do to one of us.

I'm hearing this thunderous deafening silence.

The feelings of the old ways fill me with their stern reminders.

Respect.

Serenity.

Courage.



I'm spitting on my hands, rubbing them together... picking up some dirt... working that in... the sword awaits.

It winks at me... an old friend, its song filling my veins with the promise of glory.

Here we go again.

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Chonrie
20:50 Jun 06 2011

Excellent! Makes me want to take another breath.

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Coming in and out as we do is par for the course as we are in demand in a variety of places.

We salute the immortals for being able to do it all in one long assed stretch.

What flexible strength and long suffering serenity in the face of a world that invents a new insanity with each new era.

As purity slips further and further into a maelstrom of idiocy we arrive with that same old look.

What the hell have these short-timers done now?

They need new dreams.

They need old codes.

This is not going to be easy.

I AM going to need all the help I can get.

Pointing at the warrior born, the ones that serve and are steadfast, these are mine. You can have the thugs but you had better leave the paramedic be.

The rapist is yours but the marines are mine.

The laws of instant karma are in effect so be careful. You take the wrong ones and response is immediate and devastating. It will get very expensive.

In that movie... what did Lestat say? The wicked taste better anyway.

If my fellow veterans are afflicted with despair then so shall you be. You and the one on either side of you.

This is how it shall be.

If there are any questions, then someone shall be sent to sort you out.

What would Jesus do? I hear this sometimes. Many do not know this man as I do. Firstly, he likes to build things. All sorts of things. That he was a carpenter simply means that he likes to work with his hands. This was what he did before he received his orders and went off to do his thing.

Jesus is a bad mutha and takes no shit from anyone. He has a way of leaving even angels befuddled hence his reputation as being a walking exorcist.

He was not afraid to get into the foulest filthiest places to help those who needed it the most.

He is one of our bravest and best and gave everything to get a kill order off the table and show the rest of us the way...

This living redeemer, this great teacher is my brother. He showed me a new way of going about things. He showed me kindness where before I knew only stern authority and a lack of compassion.

Yes, Jesus saves. His crazy wisdom was what we needed. It saved you lot and renewed our spirits. Do we love him?

Damn straight we do.

Will we protect him?

Indeed we will.

He is as I am and his work is done, he enjoys his lot here. Our love is simply that it is... we sling it like tshirts at a concert.

He loves the sheep, I love the predators.

Thought we would leave you alone forever, and not hear every damn lonely cry? That we would not notice every act of valiant sacrifice?

You are very hard to leave but orders were orders. Aquarius has untied my hands. I have received my orders though I am a different animal than Jesus. My given name is Jason here and going after a Golden Fleece takes a few argonauts... and I like a co-ed undertaking.

All will be well and all manner of things shall be made well. We may have to remove some rotten teeth but it will all get done by the time I quit this rock.

The meek inherit the Earth, the bold inherit the STARS.

All who read my words be blessed and well. I'm not going anywhere.

A reminder... One profile... one hope, one mission, many directives.

There are no rules in war, only objectives.

One by one I shall fulfill my covenants as the only way to be free of you is to embrace you. Sometimes the only way out is THROUGH.

So I save my money, await orders with a pinched expression and enjoy my pain.

If you resist me, I shall crush you to me until you cannot breathe.

If you do not need to breathe, then I shall offer you a taste of Seraphic desent.

Either way, shit is going to get done down here.

Nothing is trivial. It is the little things in life that make it bearable. Keep this in mind when everything is just overwhelming you. When your heart is broken, there are still cookies are there not?

God's love is in all these little diversions so that the burden is not too much. Remember this. Also know that you are never alone. A reach I imagine for most, but it is a true thing.

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Bellanova333
23:02 Jun 03 2011

and ice cream (:, god bless Ben n Jerry

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This means 'continual improvement' It means that one should never be truly satisfied with the way things are. If they can be better, tear down old foundations and rebuild. Many are going through life on a raft simply because 'shit floats'

In America, a young country that is about as spiritual as a box of hammers for the most part, very few 'get it'.

Here, on this site I see many enlightened or at least sincere spirits that are at least trying to progress.

The laws of Kaizen mean you are only as good as your ability to adapt and change rapidly in response to new things.

It is not survival of the fittest, but that of those who can adapt.

Humanity shall adapt or it shall be decimated to an accepted level. Be part of the solution, not part of the problem. Many are waiting for you to join them. Good friends, worthy foes and all that goes with it. If you only knew what I do.

Your invitations are waiting.

Try not to be late for your own party. It would suck if you did not show up... AGAIN.

I feel your eyes as I live here in my small world.

We are friends to all friendly.

We are here to help.

We shall give you exactly what you give us albeit a bit amplified.

Verily we are not here for our fucking health and I can say that I hate being on the shelf for whatever reason.

We have respect for all... even our foes.

We kill them and thank them at the same time. Those that challenge us are the finest... or the most stupid. It matters not to us.

We do bring truth and change. Resist us. Please.

We thrive on conflict.

I know the Third element is angry.

The wind promises further violence.

It gathers the other elements to it and creates the tornado...

To those effected, may you be healed and comforted. To those that attracted the wrath in the first place, well, enjoy your fate.

All the time they change.

They ebb and flow like my beloved seas.

They destroy all in their path, they carve new channels from obdurate stone, they give home to the mighty creatures forgotten for aeons.

These songs shall never be still.

A war against the machines you have invented because you are lazy?

A war against the Great Old Ones because you thirst for power?

A war against US because you hate your Maker?

A war against the hungry Dead because you take nothing seriously?

The old reasons are getting stale. We see you kill each other over wealth or words in old books... I guess you got to war about something.

Such is your nature.

How about a common enemy? Nature herself is revolting against you... you cannot kill her can you?

Not without killing yourselves.

How about saving the weapons for those who really need killing?

The quiet professionals are still hard at work so you all can get tattoos and piercings and dye your hair funny colors.

Put in those fake fangs and hang out in weird bars... Warnings... leave the heavy shit for those of us that use their minds.

As for the different, this whole media saturation of the preternatural... what do you intend?

Just asking so we may see to it that you get what you NEED. If the ignorant are going to move on you, we are going to move on them and scatter them...

Kisses.

When this place was thrown together, there was a very big bang... when you yanks parts from many different places and slap them together, this happens. Yes there was a template in idea.

Thoughout the ages it has been altered of course. You cannot sink entire sub continents and expect there not to be changes in climates and other shit.

This is a small world.

Getting on well with neighbors is a good thing. Good fences make good neighbors... at least until the powers that be stop repressing everything in the name of greed and allow folks to get the hell off this rock.

Powers that be... I am chuckling and not with good intent. They say the road to hell is paved with good intentions. Good for me I no longer have any.

The hypocrites have shown me there is grave error in this... hurt me deeply again and again so I shall revert to my natural state.

Not good nor evil, simply EFFECTIVE.

I see tornado has found Mass. Would they rip on the descendants of the Puritan bastards that messed with the Wiccans?

Would it help?

Would it ease the pain?

Have at it.

Thanks for the betrayals which taught me how to treat you. For all the lies which showed me just how trustworthy you are. For breaking my heart, so that it may eventually become so damaged it had to be replaced.

For being such dumbasses I can take whatever I want from you at will.

For your stupid bleating which shall eventually become screams for the names of your divinities. For calling angels demons... so that you may know the fear of the Lord.

For inventing the Ugg boot... and British tea and all sorts of other lovely diversions.

It shall not effect how I carry out my orders though.