Code Rapture December 1-10, 2010

The Wail from the sea as I rise up to sing a song of Joy

The Why’s of the people of wisdom who fell and were lost to time

Joel Akin

Revelation 1:7 Behold, he cometh with clouds; and every eye shall see him, and they also which pierced him: and all kindreds of the earth shall wail because of him. Even so, Amen

Who among you will wail when they see Jesus? The fact is to wail can mean we blubber over and over and over or, if we fail the light of heaven, we pierce him over and over and over because we refused to listen to his cry for help and we have to pay a price in the light of hell for refusing a plea of a man of God.

Of course we who pierce refuse to listen but suppose all of history wrote out a sirens song and wailed and wailed until all rocks were shipwrecked in full?

1Timothy 1:19 Holding faith, and a good conscience; which some having put away concerning faith have made shipwreck:

If faith was the project of the enemy it came down to those who built upon a simple logic saying “All you need is faith” and then “We speak of faith only” and then “In God” only God never was the project but faith was to get from God the light of faith in order to obtain something or other from him.

You who pray know that I am a man but if you pray for faith then you pray for the light of heaven to see the pain you bear and this is the light of a spirit bearing you down to compasses of darkness in order to fight on more.

The light of heaven is a course of nations rising up to sing or darken the day with pain over and over and over and over until all nations rise up to darken each other with whoring and lusting.

This is the price of fame for a day or fame for a night. It is the price of wealth knowing your idea will last a single day and then you are costed or accosted into the full of the night.

This is why God holds up faith and says “Who wants it?” because once it used to be his daughter who fell and was held as a whore of nations because of her great wealth.

His daughter came to be the pride of old Egypt and she bore it to places like Edom and she grew upon the wealth and she bore it up out of the pit and she bore it up as the price of Faith or if you will a Fatifa faith for it was the Fat ifa or the fat of those who churned upon the wheel of faith who said “Let us circle it day and night and prove our worth by lying with it until it produces for us.”

Then the darkness bore up pain and sorrow and suffering for the one or ones who refused to bow to the faith of men for they were burdened with life of things and life of a furthering of faith when all things were meant to be carried by God and not us.

Ezekiel 32:18 Son of man, wail for the multitude of Egypt, and cast them down, even her, and the daughters of the famous nations, unto the nether parts of the earth, with them that go down into the pit.

The price of Faith came to be those who called themselves the children of God. Among the nations were Edom prophecied to fall to the haunt of the owl or the dragons who were the elder sons of Joy who loved to flock to and fro in the ruins of history.

Who knew that the dragons were real but we hailed them only as myth or tiny Komodo lizards when history is written by men who were inspired and held light from God in the light of history.

Who among you knew that siren was the frame for the history of secrets and it held the light of secrets to she who was the queen whore of all history and she was called the Sigh of the Ends of the World?

I speak of she who was the Conscience of life. She who is the prick of the soul, she who held the prick of the goads to the final ruins of every goalpost in all time. She was Truth and she was the light of history because each time men claimed to find her she fell for she hailed no one but her God as the Light of Her soul in life.

She hailed me as a man because God showed her to me in the light of a grave and she saw me before she fell to it in a dream only dreams are the realms of light given to men to teach in the gifting’s of the Holy Spirit.

The future of prayer came to be those who took me and threw down my will as a man because I claimed the most important thing in life was God. They threw me down because I claimed to have had God as a friend and this, the light of history will show, was the price of men who were like friends of Job, claiming to have Truth, yet failing to heed her warnings that a shipwreck was imminent in life.

I heard them speak and like all men of this age they wore me out with their truth. They held me to the light of a war and hailed me as a failure and hurried to me with the ‘truth’ stuck on a stick, roasting me as a dog when the hot dog burned with shame for their will over the Truth I bore.

Now some will laugh and say I am nothing and God is all when I share that God is all and I am naught. Yet men take me and jerk me into the fire and singe me with mockery because I hold fast yet to God even in the midst of a fire.

The fact is that I hate what men did in the spirit realm. I despise the will they shared in common because of the will they had for the price of the princess who was pure.

2nd

The iron became iren and from it we form a connection in plural upwards to God who bore it back to us in history over and over and over as the sirens who sang on the rocks of history.

Man, it is said, heeded them when it was wise, but eventually they threw down the warnings into the pit of history and wrote out wisdom of men of power with guns and weapons called nukes who bore history out so that one day men would say “It was us and always us” and no one would be the wiser for not having a fount of life to show for it.

Thus when God held the pig up he held up the wife of prayer minded men and told them the fat of it wasn’t the problem but the house which minded the soul to destroy life of it because it held life to the man.

Thus pork came to be the unclean nature of life only it was pork and pork in bacon and pork in the fat and pork in all ways which was the cleaning of the house in the smell and in the price of it as bacon.

Some said the hot dog was unclean because it was filled with pork and pork by products when it was the cleanest of things in all forms even if I preferred the light of beef mostly.

Yet in the firmness of pork God gave me a light of holiness because I saw men cast me down who were the light of the truth in the churches of life itself. They were men who sold their soul to the strongholds of falseness in life by believing the only call of God was to go out and preach and teach and falsely so to win a soul when no one saw me as important for praying.

I saw prayer and said “I put God first” and I came to learn this by partial example and learning and finally by suffering in the pit of a room where I lay day after day in prayer wondering when God would break into the world I was on.

For if Jesus had to break into the world as a thief, then, and only then would men understand Him for He was God whom they had rejected over and over and over and over again.

It wasn’t Jesus who was like Him but Jesus who bore a string to our world and gave us light by it through the Spirit who was Holy.

This is a prophetic image and one of few in nature for it is by the story of a software I use which some might find a little offensive. Apophysis which is essentially part of moss or bone in sickness but if in Christ is a story of how to live in life by following the pattern above.

The fact is the circle is where I prayed and that was the joining of myself to a good bible believing church. I sought God there but I moved when God indicated and thus by moving into his pattern I found that God held the light at the end but wanted us, as men, to rule without a reign of men in any way.

Thus the kingdoms and powers and authorities of men would end forever and from it would rise a new way of life.

3rd

Psalms 18:34 He teacheth my hands to war, so that a bow of steel is broken by mine arms.

When we study history we will find a rainbow so big it teaches us to wait upon God for strength. If, and this is the point of life, we hear the heart in some secret way, it was God who built it by prayer so when the story was done he would just say “Cool” and mean it as a good thing.

I have taught my hands to war only in prayer but God taught me to fight by way of prayer even when I could not lift a spoon. Thus the price of steel, even if the old ways were forgotten until recently, is the light of history repeating steal and theft over and over and over by those who find insight and then lose sight of it in history by losing sight of it in life.

The world itself turns over and over trying to regrasp what they have lost forever and ever and ever because of their sin.

The future isn’t written as yet so men can do great exploits and God will show me that I am an exploit of a simple thing and that is life exploring its surroundings until the light of heaven comes to roost in the gol of den or that which was the golden line of hearing which gave Satan his power over the things of Eden in his time. It was God who saw it, the light of Satan fall like lightning but that was the day of a dream where I saw him fall as little more then dust on the fields of Wisconsin.

Of course if that bothers you then know God forewrote the story of Satan and Wisconsin so that when we sound out the state we get the words “Whisk on sin”.

4th

Psalms 72:7 In his days shall the righteous flourish; and abundance of peace so long as the moon endureth.

We might think the moon will be there always only it will be there as the promise of heaven. The promise of heaven is like Transfers or Trans fers/furs of life. When God sends us promises from the moon men may see it in light of scripture.

Deuteronomy 33:14 And for the precious fruits brought forth by the sun, and for the precious things put forth by the moon,

If promises is precious things then out there, on the moon, are the fruits of old lines bore up to us as springs of living water which, in season, will fall with a sparkle so beautiful that men will say “It is not possible to see without wanting to weep” and it is the price of beauty at the end of the rainbow.

We, pearls of this world, are the light of things precious to the Lord. He, holder of light to all ages, holds me up as a simple man but one who wishes to sample the simple things to enjoy for all time. Thus, as the price of a star, I simply state that if you are an artist, send to me, by way of time, as in whatever form of communication is available, be it email or snail mail, possibly by way of the Banff line in the future spas of the moon line, or to the form of life out there where we will travel to, your art as a work or a gift.

If it is work I like I will showcase it in my writing as an example of a story or part of a story or just because and if you have your name on it then it will show up on future peoples wish list because of one fact, the end of the moon will be here where I am now and you who wish to see it will travel to it but then wish you could travel onward to places seen only in your dreams and wishes. That is because out there are places beyond imagining and once in a while someone might send up a request for a man to be a king or a woman to be a queen in some land where a need for rangers or strangers is wanted.

Leviticus 26:42 Then will I remember my covenant with Jacob, and also my covenant with Isaac, and also my covenant with Abraham will I remember; and I will remember the land.

In the story of clouds we find things that are love at first sight. Above is an image which to me looks like an elephant and if we point out that an elephant has a long memory then we hold to the covenant which is of the land.

If God remembers men and then at the end he says “I remember the land” then the land is the future of men who hold fast, if you will, to the trunk of remembrance.

If we have Sanskrit for mad elephant I believe it is varana. If varana is the name of a mad elephant that protects then it is the name of the land which is given to those who are the creature so they will watch it and keep it as the dust of life.

God remembers us and knows us and the light of this elephant, from the 4th, is the light of the land over the people of Europe and Russia. God cares for them but he wants them to use land and not just use it for covering in frost or deep lines of chalk which lie buried out there as a sign of life that was.

God carries the will of the chalk to mark the world with and someone will get rich on it one day but for now know that I saw it and wish to have a price in it because it will enrich the labor of mud in fatness and give price to dreams for the sake of futures of riches because it will be wanted as gold is wanted, only here in the labor of Alberta, I point out that I am poor still, so give me a cut of it and give me a time when labor will be true to life without all the marks against those who are truly disabled. I am and I hold to the price of suffering in ways that are hard for others to see but I care for you in prayer so keep me in mind when you hear of me because I will use money as wisely as I can in all ways of all seasons of life. I am not perfect but I hold to God and God carries me to the will of the Heart to show that He is God and that I am His child.

5th

There are oddities all over the world which few pay attention to. I point out the pyramid shape in the circle as a price of life for the world at war in the spirit. The pyramid shape isn’t sin because God holds the triangle up to prayer as the light of cool things buried still not just in shapes found beneath the sea but still beneath places like Egypt which are rising to be seen for the future wealth of men who find those things there.

Yet also in the image, though occluded by my arrows is the shape of what is either a kangaroo head or possibly a bat. I tend to go with a play on words to show what is there as the price of a ship once built upon principles of Ra, the Sun god. Raven is the name in America for the Kanga and if we roo we live so the nature of roo is red or redness of life.

Thus the pyramid is housed with men of old who bear redness of a dawn and redness of the magpie in the worm mind and if you think me strange then answer “What is the pyramid shape doing over Canada and possibly part of America?

If we go into the nature of German we get what Wikipedia calls one of the early names for a little laugh or the name for Kangaroo as the minha.

The minha goes into the labor of a small laugh and if you take the merry heart of America to the story we find they, men, arriving before the time the world is in place fully. They are out of sync with the future and the past and cannot enter into what is now.

Thus in Canada or the Can of life meant to be filled, those ships of men of the past arrive daily to try and stem prayer from happening now on this world. They are ships long and large enough to house the population of much of the world, and yet they are held to a price of garbage because they are rich in metals and rich in men’s knowledge of things that once were and possibly might be in some future times.

However, the price of German rises up with the name they use for Kangaroo which is the Kanguru or the nature of the man who holds wisdom as a guru of the can or kan.

It is said that the early name of Canada began with a k and thus we are the Kanada of life and the frame for a future guru, hopefully, to rise up to teach on things that interest me, garbage.

6th

Alas and forsook, we who are men have a will so big it breaks the code of life with God. He, being God, thought there was something fishy about life but, after all, who is a magician if not for the will of those who hold onto their secrets well?

Thus we men have time to prove things and time to show men they are caught in a web of deception by the light of men who have the whip and the rod for the cord and the lash.

Now the problem of time is God and I moving towards a connection but, and this also is the problem of time, what if I cord out and leave behind nothing but problems for those who are left to explain what happened to me in full?

This is why Gods houses are built upon principles of time past while I live in time that is now and this is the comfort of knowing that God is with me and is guiding me to the light of His future and futures.

The point is that I live in pain and pain is not the conjecture of a man who suffers alone but also parents who have unbelievable suffering the same as I. This is why God will show me that out there are others who are also suffering so that men and their will can be accomplished in power and in show of authority.

Men want power so they created a way for  themselves to have it by giving up life for the most part and dwelling in line upon line with one of seed and power to show themselves as mighty to perform.

The issue of this is that men hold me in disdain and hate me in the sense of a spiritual connection. They feel it and know it and see it as a cord that dwells in them and when I hit at something cool they hit me with a chord that resonates in them as badness and they have to test it to see what it is.

This is a chord of a frame of a being who was and is in the will of life as the mael or May El, and it is the Mael name which is what men today use to conform men around them to their level of light and thinking.

Thus if the price of it is to grind down to a level that is bald then from it comes forth the scrub and thus we get a connection to the bald person.

Now the price of life is to let God move at his pace but when you are into pain then to lie down carefully and let the will of God be done in all things good.

7th

What is the worth of life if not for Truth? She, the light of our heart, is the cost of wealth in the sea gone by. Yet who was there also to stop the gold from fleeing by on its way to the sea where it lay in depth and in tries and in evil attempts to thwart it from being held by us in length?

The price on life is the cost of wealth and it is the cost of it which is the price of wealth with no way of leaving a way out for themselves when things do not work anymore and their prize cow or dog is gone forever.

Thus if I worked like a dog and men of old bore to me a lie and I saw it as a lie, then the cost of wealth going by me isn’t about what I lost but about the DAY to come for it is the Day of God.

The fact is that God holds out light and light is the gone nature of time past where men had a chance to see their light shine in the well for a moment. They all sparkled with artificialness of life but none shone forth like she who was Truth. She was the light of Justice and the light of God and the light of Hope and the light of spirits which are gone into the abyss, even if they never cared one whit for her or for her house.

She who is Truth is the well of life and she, of all beings from Heaven itself, bore down on us all with a conscience. She was the light of God in the house of men and in the heart of everyone who was someone at all. Yet in the light of time she fell to the sea and was buried in the deep without anyone to pray her out or pray her up or pray for her house which was the House of life.

Truth lies in the wealth of Old Cuba but she also is the light of farther things yet such as the Sipi of old lines of wealth which spread out like a quiver. She contained the power of the Eros, or that which some call love erotically, yet she was the quiver for the arrow of Wisdom and she, like a dream, represented the downstroke of the engine and the engines of life.

Men and alien races of old tried to control Truth and put upon her a governor which I call a prong and it came to be the price of the prong which produced not just the compression of life but the bounce and quiver of it as well. The price of the was the preng and it came to be the spreng of life.

From it came forth the quiver in the word reng and so in the shake of the loves heart in time there came forth an answer from God for the late appearance of the Bridegroom who wanted to see if anyone lived and saw Truth and said “If only someone would love her” and she was the price of all things that had fallen to the world of men and time and life.

8th

Lets imagine a conspiracy of life and lets take it to the sea where it fell as the final piece of the puzzle. A bit or a tiny little governor which would operate a system of lines which would point to Truth as the project of a line.

Of course for it to make sense we have to find out what Cubas means for it was the price of old lines of smoke.

Now if we go into history we find an odd connection in Spain.

Cubas is found in the municipality of what we will call the ‘interest’ mountain to the mountain of God.

The mountain of God is here in Banff in Alberta and it was and is the Shilo nature of life.

God showed me as part of time to overcome the price of the interest. This is why the show of Cubas is Truth and Truth, as a type of engine, held the light of God from the form of man by way of Eve and Eve through the lineage of life to men by way of Jesus. Then in the preng of Truth we get the price of the prick of the heart in the sense of our conscience pressing against the goads of those who tried to rein in on Truth and her price of life.

The form of swaddling clothes came to be the reng and it was the price of e that gave up the ghost as the Ero and she was the win/win light of old by way of older technology based on life of men who tried to bring her into the story by way of theft and light of men for the base pair of ribosome’s which were and are the pairing of light, as in artificial, with the light of God which is faint because men sought distance between themselves and God.

They did so because if they fled from the presence they could flee and take control of one of Gods systems simply by existing in a way that warned men and not God they were controlling the flow of time and to take power of it into their own hands.

Thus it was the people of Mecha or Me Cha which can be a form of tea or a form of partial luck or fate in the Chance light, that they put a governor upon Truth and bore her down to the deep of life where they buried her but with a prong upon her to govern the power she was inside.

Now the price of Cubas is the Spanish light and it was a place of death and a place of wealth in old things like the Necropolis which is a place for the dead to lie.

It is the nature of Spain to be filled with mysteries and if we follow the live of Cubas we find a river. The river forms a mouth and it lies to the side of a cave we’ll call Altamiera and if you follow it  you will find a mouth in the lie of a beginning in the light of old Shiloh’s or the hills of the song of Bria.

Bria means that which is of high hills and it is a reference to nobles and they would lie in the Necropolis or the place of the dead who held light to the Cubas form of Saints of old.

Some may say I speak oddly but when going into the life of prayer one hears God speak and it is the light of those things which guide me into finding clues for ones life and for the things of ones future.

Lets find Cubas river and it shows a connection back to Truth by way of a its entire nature of life. For example, I spoke earlier of the quiver and it refers to the shaking of the river of life and time. I said the river was shown to me by God as beginning here in Alberta. Yet in the light of it, the Cubas river and name of it as a municipality are linked to ancient caves and ancient ways of life. Just to give a few concepts as this is a number of things I have found.

1. Cubas in Spain comes from the Ribamont to Monte and it means in a way the power of excess in the heights of Bria, or the nobles who lived in power on high places, and it means a charge of interest from mountain to mount or from noble to noble.

2. It is the name of the local capital which is the Sickle of Anero. The sickle is a way of saying that they use tares amidst the life of old to steal the anero or wealth from the noble we’ll call heavens life line to all things, or God in Christ Jesus. It is an ero which is the price of a theft of a girl that I have written of a number of times named Erowin who was captive to the light of men of old and is held hostage by men today in the sense of their will being strong and theft like of her power of old. It also refers to the nature of old sickness in the sickle of Death/death that was the power of the local Necropolis in Medieval times.

3. It is the price of a mirror in Miera River which opens from the Ria de Cubas or by way here in America by way of the sipi or Mississippi and it is a mirror to Truth and her hold on the ancient mountain. The mountain is contained but it was part of the story of wormwood which fell from the heavens to lie in the base of life until all the worms were dealt with in full. Thus the river of the Cubas is the MissiSIPI which is the price of an prong/preng which is the price of a quiver for the arrows of life and the Eros of Erowin. From here, as God showed me, life springs from the mountain of the Lord in Banff and it is here where God springs forth from the Banff line of snails and gives forth dryness for their wrath over man. It is the nature of the spring which is the price of a year unlike others when the Bow runs dry because men refuse to see it is given to them by a mirror of life that once was below and the price of it is found by way of history including the Altamiera cave system which is part of the history going back to times before man even knew who God really was.

It is interesting to know that Alta is the name of an abbreviation used here in Alberta and the mirror is the life of the Bow river which is the main water supply for the city of Calgary and Banff and people downstream to Medicine Hat and then down to its focal line into the Mississippi though by then it probably is held to other times and places and rivers and lakes and fountains but eventually some does reach what I believe to be the mouth of the Mississippi even if it is but a sip in all.

4. Another odd connection is to the saints of old and one was my grandfather who loved God with all his heart. He was from the Anderson’s and they came from the Anders and they were the price of prayer forming life to us, possibly from this region for many reasons. One powerful one is that the Ria de Cubas proves its way into the Santander Bay or the Saint Ander Bay. Of course this is translation at work, but that is something built upon Transhumance of life which is a word which refers to the fact that in season people would free range their cows into the highlands to enjoy the price of the grass.

 Today we would say no but then it was a price of life and a price of prices for the wealth of the heights in transferring life by way of the fats down to the product of the Eros by the sea.

4. In the other odd points is that in the 1800’s there was a monk who had connections to Truth by way of his origins also. He was Monk Luis and he was from Lastra and Cuesta but if we translate those names we come up up with “Last Straw” and Quest A and it is the weird stage of life that from his name, Warrior, we get a person who is older then they seem. They go out and fight with a bow and seek for the arrows to fight with. If we take the straw as being of grace then from grace we get the word for grease and it is that which greases the wheel. Thus Truth is the price of the power but also a prong which holds her to a governor to control her power so they can spin their wheels of life and time.

 Thus the warrior of the Bow goes into the quest for grace of Truth by finding her at the end of the final pith of life in the pit of the house of Cubas.

5. In this region we have the Cantabria and it is the nature of a song(canta) for Bria who is the noble woman who was taken hostage. In the labor of words we find there the house of Ceballos who had a chapel and a portalada and it is the nature of portal of Ada which is another word which means the portal to she who is Ada, the noble one.

Information was found mainly in the Speedy Look Encyclopedia for those wishing to do further research.

9th

The biggest fare of all is that these are clues I find because I pray. When God holds us, men, up to the light, we fall to fare because we hate what we are and hold to what we dislike.

This is why God holds us and tells us that out there in space are people who hold to Truth with life and prayer. They hold me up and they hold those of you who pray to God in a way that is seen and if you are seen, as in known among a few people that you pray often and when possible, then you are seen as a person who prays through to God.

The point is that out there are possible futures and each future moves alongside of us. We see all possible futures if we pray fully through but it is the possible name of life that we hold to in Christ Jesus. He holds us by the way we live and by the way we move forward in life with prayer for the sake of people who are now alive and remain.

These are people who care for me often and much and often without a lot of thanks on my part. I give them credit here and ask you to honor those who are in my family because they are given power or authority with me or by me or if possibly by way of life with God. Now I speak only in the sense of prayer and things God shows by way of life. Thus as I move into the final labor I find God holds me up and up and up to escape so that when I move out I can find room for those who want life out there.

10th

Everything in life is filled with matter. As Truth lies in the Cubas so she is the preng of the reng or quiver. To quiver is to shake and I shake as a disability but she holds the quiver in life in the Cubas. One of the names for Cubas is simply a cup which holds onto the trembling of a man.

Isaiah 51:22 Thus saith thy Lord the LORD, and thy God that pleadeth the cause of his people, Behold, I have taken out of thine hand the cup of trembling, even the dregs of the cup of my fury; thou shalt no more drink it again:

Some will say I cannot be the cup but as I said that is Truth and she holds me up as a man who shakes like jelly in his fat which will not move. If we take the cup to the Lord for analysis he finds it filled with the proverbs of life without even knowing it. The cup is the Cu and the bas is the nature of the hope/Hope of the people who live without anyone to explain what is happening in life.

I hold this up to you who think me an utter failure that I saw Israel pulled down and carried here from afar. I saw her rise up as a nation, by way of a Bow and she pulled upon the strings without the pluck to see it was a child who bore the reng name into Truth over and over and over again.

Of course we call reng that which is the grass cut down as the last straw. We think it over but in fact it is more and it is the price of wild nature that is the value of God seeing it as the light of a renewal of life.

From the price of prayer we move into prophecy and God carries us to to the bin of trembling because it was filled with his anger over what they did to His Son.

Jesus died but they who killed him were the Jews but God took apart their power and built it up out of the life of the cup of his wrath.

That meant he needed me to live a life that would suffer through the people of Israel until they saw me, if you will, in prayer as a man who would not spar with the gana nature.

When man fell he fell into the pit of verses of old stocks of images run by a woman history has an actual record of. She was Morgana.

Morgana came to be a name written all over the globe and we know her as Queen Ana but she had the name of the grave because she had the power of it in something we today know of as the gravity of life. Gravity is written in two parts. First is the power of the heave g force and that is the power of the eye of Hope which worked with the power of men to see ahead into the future of life but in the sense of looking onto the House of Day which was the light of God.

It was the House of Day which was Gods house lighting internally the heavy G/g so that when it was pronged downward it fell into the ity nature and today we call that the light and it is the light of Ana who was the Queen author and the Queen light of Joy herself in Minha or the little laughs which carried up the price for the heavy g/G travel a ship we were on called Belle held ahead of her.

Science records some of it today but they didn’t know that the price of gravity held down the ship to a pattern of skips across a great expanse. The grave was Mars in the light of its frame and its frame was the Mar gin and the Mar gin was the grave. Now eventually it came to speak of wealth and the power of prayer to overcome the high interest of one being we knew of as Tegalla or the bitter root of the grave. He carried the Entish nature to the soul of men and bore them into a clone agreement where they would submit to Sin in whatever form Sin took. When Sin took on the itty nature of life it came to us as Devils and demons and natures, all which we obeyed according to this agreement or compact men had made with Tegalla or the Time league of Alla(we today call him Sin Allah).

When the ships eye was broken Morgana had a name for it called “Wow” because it spun the grave into the soul of the ship which was a flux over the lens of the eye and this changed the heart of women who were caught in the edge of space without a resource to turn to.

The detached lens became the spin of the tachyon frame and we call it in the way it happened as the detachyon or the detaching of the aeon or eon and that is the removal of the eye which saw forever and ever and eternally ever. It was Hope and we as the creature fell to the light of the little lord who was little Satan who was the form of our lord who we now served as a hard hearing ‘lord’ and a short sighted lord with detached eon flux for a value.

Thus as we move into the frame of the cup of trembling it came down to me, one man at the end of time who saw it all happen as if I were there. I saw the fall of history and I saw the fall of time and Father Time as the Elf who was without a heart to love Him forever and ever.

God had to find a way of breathing life into the form of a being that was in the frame of the heart of the tree of goodness when it fell to the attack on us by those who we would call Borg types. They were beings made of machine thoughts but, and this is the price of a call to write it, Wisdom had the ship in ‘no technology will   work” frame which meant when the men of machine came to take over Belle they could not get it to work.

They, being machine, had to throw off the metal and give it to sin as Satan little and then build up a promise of a worm so that they could create an organic power center and take over the people who were traveling on the ship to be restored to life in Gods Day.

The ship Belle fell to two parts. One was a power struggle of the Techs who were people above the land of Wisdom who held onto their power despite all that had befallen and they, in league with Mech Lords of Time, threw off the shoe of God from all the land.

They were and are down to a final show of collusion with the anti-tachyon line of Sith Lords who strive to remain afoot despite their fall and are holding onto the will of men in hopes of being there at the bitter end of things of God.

However, just as Tegalla fell to the gall of the worm so also men of Israel fell to the lie of the worms of men of old. They died but they fell and they fell to the Ana line of Mais and Maize and it was in the kernel of the corn God carried a wild streak to me to fight with.

In the light of the story I hold onto the form of science by a thread to the light of our day for we fell to the belief that electricity was the form of science in technology when in reality it is the light of Wisdom in organic power. She gave us a gift and it was a gift of a pulsar light from distant Orion’s belt which is the place where women of Justice held a light to a fallen star, an angel, who remains hidden in part beneath the strands of old coral off the Bay of Fundy. If you go there and study the story you will find hints of her and a story of two young girls who keep her safe in prayer but who are the price again of Joy for they represent the light of Ha in Laughter and the life of Prosperity in the wild streaks of life.

In the light of the clouds of glory I point out that I have a story of these two girls and a young child protected throughout a winters night yet found alive despite the bitterness of being held to the sea for that night because his mother had died when they went off the side into the sea. How he survived is the story of a miracle and how he saw two young angel girls is his truth and his name if you search for it is Gabe.

Just remember one thing, that if God holds up the light of heaven he will point out that it is the Day which protects us from harm and it is the way of men to steal away the light of Joy by taking her into the grave over and over and over again. Thus I point to the cup of trembling and say that it is the light of a Q and the Bass of it was the soul of a fish that fell to the sea and wanted life. God said “Take it and have fun with it” and so I prove once and for all that even I can write a story that holds together and it holds me to the story as I pray and wait for the coded signal to come saying that the rapture is about to happen.