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 Jade Goes East

 

Jade had lived a handful of lives on the planet. In his first life he was known as Jade, the Sovereign Plumed Serpent, and he had ruled over the lands of the west. His parents, Gods, were known lovingly as ‘The Decapitator God’ and the Goddess Machu Pichu to the people; their resting places the sun and the moon.  The very sarcasm which underlay paradise was unfortunate, yet the very resentment of what would be was foreshadowed in the very knowledge of the earth.

 

The Decapitator God was called so because in his attempt to appease his wife he ordered the deaths of many humans which she considered no more than mere monkeys, but as time wore on he realized that her lust for human blood was insatiable.  Typically, the Goddesses absorbed the emotions of the humans, that all involved would thrive.  But, humans lusted for power, and emotions and their manipulative application, in time, became the focus of the humans; where once they had given their emotions freely for Heaven to use, they began to use themselves.

 

Together the God and Goddess had many thousands of children, and they were perfect beyond description, one look at one of these being could bring any human to fear, and they were known simply as the helpers.  Though one was helper, was only for God’s use, and his name was Lucifer, the Morning Star.  All knowing, he was known to the other angels as “The Angel of Criticism” and with this knowledge he was God’s advisor.

The collaboration of humankind to advance their civilizations beyond the dreams of anything known at the time, was at the forefront of most projects, the Putti, the pre-Seraphim, watched these small progresses in pure amazement: ‘Why are they stockpiling knowledge?’ ; and this entire struggle appeased Machu Pichu over the long years as the Mayan Temples rose over all the lands.  Finally she felt that the “monkeys” prayers and worship were finally worthy of her and her second husband; her first husband had been a fire, all consuming; but now he was like the winds themselves; the winds which moved the clouds, moved the water- that shaped the lands, indeed, he was as a new being.

 

She then endowed the priest-astrologers with spiritual abilities, not the least of which was four corner sight, and with this they were able to see interesting things.  Indeed, all over the earth, was spread the knowledge in culture, in language…something was coming… a forgetfulness…

 

The time came though when the God and Goddess became bored of the sacrificial mindset of the West and the two left to the East, telling their children that one day they would meet their brothers and sisters, and they were taught how to communicate with them spiritually.

 

The people of the West learned how to use this spirit world, and because they felt discarded, they woke the spirits of the people they had sacrificed and they were forced to dig into the Earth and create caves, tunnels and underground cities miles into the ground, a place where the Maya had total control after death, and this they called Xibalba, the testing place, where they could find out if their brothers and sisters were worthy of the God and Goddess.

 

Jade searched the world for the God and Goddess and finally came to a place where more pyramids were created to further satiate the Goddess who took the name of She, but in time she once again lusted for interest.  Mere glory, awe and righteousness was not enough to satiate a Goddess; no, a goddess thrived on emotion, but the interaction of glory, awe and righteousness and emotion; in the right balance, was paradise, if and when understood.

 

One day Jade entered the temple pyramid and saw there another priest-astrologer praying to She and he knelt on a stone slab before the container. She gazed at him with such sorrow that he left somewhere and said nothing to the others about what he had seen, but to say that they were to pray to them on stone slabs and to see the stars.

 

She was impressed at the growing ability of humankind and felt sorrow over the loss of life which angered both She and the helpers, then one night as she rested he sent the helpers to lull her into a deep sleep, until a time that she valued life as much as he had come to; and he placed her in the Golden container of the Upper Chamber; The Golden Eagle Ark, which later would be known as the Ark of the Covenant.

 

Something remained a time in a place but everywhere he looked he was reminded of his wife, so he left into the Eastern deserts with their children whom he referred to as helpers. They came to a small settlement called Babylon. While a common trading post for the nomads there, the city grew under the influence of Him and his helpers, which eventually came to the attention of Jade, who liked to travel often with his spiritual gifts.

 

It was an amazing sight to behold as Jade hovered over Babylon in spirit, while his body was deep in trance back at The Temple of the Sovereign Plumed Serpent, and the thought came to him that he wished everyone could see Babylon from above as he did, they were after all his brothers and sisters somehow and though that did not quite make sense to him yet he was determined to find out.

 

Now, on an earlier occasion Jade had been “traveling” and he had already exhausted his food supply for the journey so he walked the steps to his helper’s house in the important ceremonial hut out back where his food was prepared and he tried to tell his helper that he needed more supplies, but his human form could not hear his spirit, so he stepped into helper number two and spoke through him, and it worked. They spiritual gifts he received seemed to be more than he had originally thought, so he decided that this power should only be used ceremoniously, but traveling to the other provinces kept him away from his spiritual travels so he soon implemented a system. He would govern from the palace and would speak through the representative at each locale, much more efficient.

 

So, having freed up enough time to visit this Babylon, Jade S.P.S. knelt upon his prayer rug in Mesoamerica and headed east. Though it was cold in the subterranean depths of the Temple of the Sovereign Plumed, Jade could feel his body warm in the heat of the desert sun.

 

One of the one hundred vendors or so there was a body that Jade took a liking to, a chosen vessel from which to interact. Absalom, as he was known in Babylon, was well taught, being from a family of scribes he himself had written at least one copy of each scroll that existed in the whole city, and had just yesterday been promoted to vendor at the age of 24.

 

Now that he had a suitable liaison, Jade needed a name for his persona during his visit… he looked to his religious artifacts for inspiration, and came upon the mighty and noble jaguar, or in his common tongue, Nahuatl, was known as balam, so he would be Ba’al.

 

Ba’al watched over Absalom, and as the weeks passed he waited for the opportunity to present itself, it had worked with the Druids after all.

 

While sales on alchemy and science texts were profitable, the sales of the religious texts far outnumbered them on any given day, ‘they were the bread and mead of the household his father would say’, so Absalom learned them so he could entice the buyers and had developed quite a knack for manipulation.

 

Then one day Absalom wished he could hear the voice of God, that Ba’al saw his opportunity. He spoke through his jade mouthpiece on his golden mask and as his priests had promised to him: ‘the person will hear your voice…’

Ba’al spoke to Absalom who immediately dropped to his knees and bowed his head to the ground:

“I am the God Ba’al, I will come to you after supper tonight for the next thirty nights and you will write everything I tell you, do you agree with this task?” To which Absalom agreed.

Absalom wrote the book as Ba’al spoke to him late into the night in his modest room, and as Ba’al had said on the morning of the thirtieth day the manuscript was complete.

 

Absalom had saved a lot of money in his 25 years and he invested wisely when he had his family write the first hundred copies of it. His good friends were artisans who specialized in pottery, metal work; weaving and idol making; so when he placed orders for a hundred units of the templates he had made they were more than happy for the work and knew they were blessed by Ba’al.

 

Under Ba’al’s tutelage Absalom was soon a local legend and riches were comparable to the cities founders who took him into his council and soon each of them carried and meditated upon The Word of Ba’al. In under a year over half of the population of Babylon had purchased the book and most of them had at least one of each of Ba’al product.

 

Prophets and priests soon followed, then one building after another as the city Lords competed against one another to have the tallest building dedicated to the glory of Ba’al.

When space ran out within the fortified walls they began building upon the existing buildings, engineers and contractors were tossed aside and cast into the deserts for defying the Word of Ba’al, others were imprisoned as the workers continued building upon buildings.

 

Soon the main streets were shut down and markets were moved outside city walls as the city the bottom foundation, they made pacts with Ba’al and one another to join their buildings to one another and build, even higher, “to see as Ba’al sees”.

 

The population, escapees of Egypt mostly, paid no attention to Ba’al and had lost many friends and sometimes family members to him, but still they meditated on the mnemonic staff and still prayed to Him, to their survival when they fled in the early morning, already the winds were fierce, led by a white robed helper into the desert.

 

The winds and sand pressed ever harder against the city formerly known as The City of Babylon, now simply The Tower of Babel: “Winds from North…Winds from the South…Winds from the West…Winds from the East…and in the morning, more sand was pressing against the tower.

 

 Absalom prayed feverently for the winds to subside as worker pulled pot after pot of sand away from the base. A third of the city ran into the desert as the structure crumbled in on itself and many survivors afterward spoke about the scream of terror from Absalom in the tower minutes before the structure crumbled and it was said that Absalom had incurred the wrath of God before being pulverized along with the tower.

 

The City Lords returned over the next years to take their claim of bricks and stones many of which had spent all of their life savings on and either forged smaller villages or sold their materials to the city states of the time to get by until they returned to their ways, and after that only half of the people prayed to Ba’al; even less after the bonfire incident in which a bonfire fire was ignited and Ba’al was outdone; though that it was held on a celebration day, the odds were stacked in God’s favor, but Jade let it slide, he would forever have his ‘Festival of the Fire’.

 

Council Nu – Part Three

 

The eve of the “time of renewal”, November 19th, 2016.

 

A religio-cultural people had asked Asterick on several occasions if he was going to sign a peace treaty with them. His answer was the same at each, that he was not the one to ask such a request to, and that despite what appeared as being 'vocal' during times of renewal, it was a 'negative assumption'; that he had such knowledge and he was 'to blame' for this knowledge was also a 'negative assumption'; so too, over 'times such as these' if he had guilt over blasphemy, slander or treason, there too, it was an observation, a transcription of stress and pressure and its transference; finally when it came down to it, that, in any other time before, that it would more likely be termed as 'code-breaking'.

 

Reformulated from that which had occurred and its transcription, Ellenoir and Derek had been in the company of those who...

 

Council Nu, then interjected in his debriefing: “That will do, the rest they already have.”

Asterick Epsiton then started, “That is good, I will be happy to be more energetic in the future, and who knows, maybe this United States QuetzalCorp business might go along better...”

 

“Another thing, your Mothman, the condemned chiefs of various areas and the Slender Man you know...”

 

“Yes.”

 

“They have physical parameters in the United States as well, when higher dimensions collapse into the standard three dimensions of family, religions and institutions, even with business and entertainment of the fourth dimension... They are often called the Men in Black, and not so welcome of entertainment.”

 

“Oh.”  

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Ellenoir - Chapter Four

 

After the secondment for the international officer to Ellenoir's personal and professional friend, and also her mentor, Ellenoir was able to move on to other more important positions, and there was one office that she had eyed up for years, that she had both a low frequency child in sweatlodge to do her bidding and a high frequency barristers document holder to embue others with her intentions and expectations, she would be living large.

 

The fact that other prominent aboriginal females had gotten themselves caught up in this scandal was unfortunate to say the least, the fact that they were contaminating research through boasts of trespassing was worse, sabotaging themselves, their government, their respective departments with squatting and utilizing corrections classification of low frequency locatives and confrontation scenario forms of pulling into ones sight was going to be the most.

 

The agreements for sweatlodge shaking tent the dominant knowledge in “Maple Leaf Country” was probably the largest mistake since the last time an international officer of its equivalent had enacted such a empowering yet self-sabotaging method and its subsequent behavior.

 

The research concerning the Missing and Murdered Aboriginal Women would have been a redeeming subject matter if the people trying to acquire the knowledge were not utilizing the same exploit of boasting trespassing to reduce people directly or indirectly until they themselves were quarantined or otherwise killed themselves. A repeat of history whether rule of thumb stick to curb chastisement or stony mountain penitentiary or residential schools, all boasts of trespassing to stress and pressure transfer via previous psychological means and what later became corrections locatives.

 

As for the Raven Project which came by observance and necessity, what it revealed of low frequency communication and high frequency intention, expectation and accompanying quelling, it would seem that the highest offices might be in jeopardy of being compromised by pathological liars and sex offenders who knew this type of knowledge better than others.

 

Further, that these MMAW researches had revealed the creation of malleable variables in policy and policy exploit were from coordinated national and international constants. The fact that they mimicked the dirty-thirties scapegoat contract disporia and behavioral consciouslessness contamination sequence was by far the most advanced study of literary devices since that era.

 

The detection of low frequency communication and noise pressure in pascals had activated the Emergency Broadcast System directly or indirectly through the DAF satellite system or whether or not CONRAD of the USA had picked up these negatives was uncertain, it would seem that the planet had left open some drastic vulnerabilities.

 

A hypothetical situation had been revealed by his calculations, the detection grid of this type of low-frequency communication seemed an amazing breakthrough, and perhaps it was though the Men In Black overlay still reminded him that somethings happen in entertainment before in society for certain incalculable reasons.

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Mothman: " That is Jaguar Quitze, that is Slender Man, he who exists in static or shadow, that is him... my brother, they do not remember anything though, they try... most is denounced, mostly by religions..."

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Tonameyotl - Shadow Person