The Secret that time stole

November 12, 2006

Part 4

Joel Akin

It was a time of celebration. It was a time of change. From one end of the universe to the other guests had gathered for the once in a lifetime change of time. From parts unknown and from parts not seen and from parts of the universe unexplored an invitation had gone out for a great wedding. Man was about to be reborn. There had never been a time like it. The first man was to be restored after a climatic change in all things. People had wandered in uninvited and some had been thrown out. But angels were there to keep order. And there wasn’t a single thing that was out of order. It had been a hard task piecing together the pieces of the story of old man and his downfall. It had taken centuries to build up and place within the tree of knowledge of good and evil. There were celebrants who remembered stories. Els and Elves, Triunts and Excels. There were  Dogs, and Currellians, there were Martians and Mertians. There were people who had gathered from a thousand empires and they were all brought to witness the wedding between first man and first woman who had been created by God in His image. Adam and Eve.

For the first time perfection reigned and these two had met with those men and women who carried the gene of the beast. They had carried the last of the lines. They had all been created by God as a measure of his heart. That He, in His wisdom, had made creatures of all time. All creatures,, as they say, great and small. They were not mindless beings. They were beasts. But they had one trait that excepted them from the beast of the field. One trait that left them unique. Most of them carried the human gene.

Now some may question the logic of this. How can God create man and yet man is gone and yet he is not. How could he exist and yet not be? Where did he go? Was he dead, forgotten and buried? Lets just say that man had chosen to change his nature and become like the beast of the field. They had followed generations of men who had fought against Sin in any way they could. They had thrown out Sin and his DNA changes on the blood bodies and Sin went after the man part. So men were forced to throw off the shackles of humanity. They took on the appearance of the animals that God had created but they walked upright.

There were cats and dogs, reptiles and sea creatures. There were ‘men’ who were not men any more. They were all cursed by Sin over endless ages of time. And yet they were like children. For though men and women still existed those who often appeared to be the most human often were the most beast like. And those who appeared to be the most bestial were often the gentlest and most kind.

It was a time of twists and turns and only the ancients who had walked with God and fought the twist of Time and the twisting knife of his soldiers were able to escape the laws of the beast. It were as if everything that humans of this age believed were like a story out of a strange book.

In a way Adam and Eve represented everything that the Beast People longed for. They were the promise of God that from them the curse on them would end forever. And that was a promise they clung to with fervent Hope.

The Wedding Feast were to be carried forward in the Garden. There were celebrations on Earth Prime and the new World Tree was in full swing. It carried the nature of time in it yet it was a system that was breaking down and running down because of the broken diamond. There were some who felt that if the diamond were useless it should be pulled out and a new system instituted. Even though production carried on it was at a slower pace and there were a lot of headaches trying to keep things cleaned up.

It was also a break down for other things as well. There were warnings that an event were going to happen on Mars and Earth and Mer were on full alert. No one knew for sure what was happening but some felt that Sin might try to crash the party and put a stop to things.

There wasn’t one part of the party that hadn’t been planned for yet there was an air of mystery in the air. How were the invited guests going to be healed? Everyone wondered if the new star which were to shine in the sky were to be part of the story. For it was said to be carrying a trailer load of gifts sent from God via the time line. The Time line was the new line that would forever mark the day. And the Day was a unique concept for men had trodden down the day into month parts and each month was bitten into day time but not hour time. This meant that if men were to be carried into time they had to be broken off from old time. And that scared some who felt that old time was best.

Now if some felt that then many wanted the old time to remain. It was a time when things fell and a time when things remained whole. There wasn’t one part of the story that needed fixing except maybe the Wisdom Tooth. And if that were broke then what else needed fixing? Time? Why time itself were still the greatest thing that the entire world had seen. And if King of Time were there then who else would show up? For he was the oldest elf the world had known. And though his lineage wasn’t as pure as the few El’s who were there he still represented to the average man the purity of their race. And men had rounded ears and the point was? Or as they put it the point remained because God had set a course of hearts towards the star time to mark it in their calendars so that it would forever be marked and measured for all the races that clamored for location. No one wanted the time but everyone cried out for time. And if there was ever an age when men had created knowledge that kept them busy it was that age. They flew around the world in a speed that was measured in miles per second and they had found the treasures of the earth while building the great Climber. Men had sought out the treasures believing there were secrets in its depth. And they were right. How ancient the artifacts they found were no one really knew but in their climbs they stumbled on the ruins and layers of ancient civilizations. Some times they found artifacts of metal and sometimes they found artifacts of materials they could not name even with the great science of their day.

Some believed the discovery of Bel’s tooth was a magical affair and it was traced to a distant dwarf star where the same components of it were found. It was dense and heaven and its crown was the top of the world. Some felt if it were that dense then the fire of the dragon would be even hotter. For though they had discovered traces of the star on other planets it was only on earth that anything of significance were found. And that was Bel’s tooth. How it had arrived none knew but when they reached the crystal sea all gasped.

The Crystal sea was not flat. It was a realm all its own. A world filled with mirrors and the mirrors of it created reflections that scattered for miles and miles and miles. The entire circumference of the sea were said to be 1,000 miles but it followed a path of precipitation from ancient sea beds that encircled the earth. No one knew what to do with it. They believed that the light which filtered down were created by an ancient race who had excavated the bedrock to create a world in case of catastrophe. If this world existed and had filled with crystals then it must have been whole. Some wanted it preserved but others wanted it excavated. So they decided to search out where the light was coming from and they found huge beams of crystal which was in the order of a mile thick. These beams seemed to carry down materials into the sea and the sea carried them in the circumference of the earth. At first it was believed it was natural but the intricacy of it astounded everyone and some were afraid that some race might gather up their attempts to figure it out.

There were blockages and there were some who felt those blockages were gaps to keep out the seas from above for the water here was crystal clear and pure. Others felt there might be more and it was hard to decipher some of the languages found. A team of linguists strove to understand it and they felt it was pre everything. No roots seemed to exist that would explain what was there. After a time it was realized that there had either been an abandoning of the system or there had been earlier cataclysms which had devastated it. If those ancient devastation’s were natural or artificial no one knew. But some wondered if these ancient ideas were part of Gods plans. Though not all ‘men’ on earth were invited there were a few who were. They were the Kings and Queens and some who were chosen by lot from the everyday field workers. Some thought it a dumb system for who knew who would be chosen. But the people chosen were usually simple or happy people and that made for news everyone liked to hear.

It was at the base of the crystal sea, what some called the drainage chamber, where a great discovery was made. It was a man buried inside one of the crystals. No one knew who he was but some felt that he might have been the king. Though other crystals were searched no one found any other humans. Some believed that his lineage must have been pure. If he had been in the ground during the building of the system that meant, the scientists believed, he had either been carried down alive through one of the chambers or been buried there during its creations more than 100,000 years earlier. That astounded everyone and they wondered what other marvels would be found during the excavations.

Now these excavations all took place before the Great Wedding. They were part of mans dream to recycle his environment. There wasn’t one who didn’t believe that it was the greatest achievement thought of. The engineering for it were beyond comparison. It wasn’t a journey to the crust of the earth but a journey to the center of the earth and beyond. It was a system based on dedicated scans of the interior that was the first step to its beginning. Many thought the hollows they had seen were ancient realms or even, as some fantasized, parts of the earth that existed so far back that dust from the stars had built up over that time. Yet no matter how one looked at it they could not fully phantom or fathom all that was there. For one the crystal sea at a depth of 10 to 100 miles was constantly scattering their early attempts at figuring out what was there. Even afterward when scanning grew in intricacy most believed the scans were false. For there wasn’t one of the scans which didn’t include unusual hollows within the earth. It wasn’t that they scared people, though some let their imaginations run deep with creatures beyond understanding and those were their lairs. It was just a time of exploration of the home world. And that knowledge meant that if they could find and search out those hollows they would learn secrets that could only help them.

So they dug and they drilled and they excavated and they searched and they used unusual craft and wells and searched out every crevasse and cave system on earth trying to find ancient pathways.

And because it was a world effort and because there were a multitude of experienced cavers and spelunkers there wasn’t many secret pathways that were not discovered.

Now when we speak of ancient pathways not all were by the way of land. There were many holes within the floor of the sea and those were excavated with massive lifts which brought up the mud and debris. This was sorted through by specialists who searched for clues as to what history might tell them. And it spoke volumes and men learned that their world had been visited not just by ancient races but by people of other worlds. There were several space craft discovered and inside them were artifacts, some which none could decipher. Entire teams of linguists searched out words and sought out their meanings and built up concepts not just from Mars ancient languages but from Ma as well.

It wasn’t easy but there were breakthroughs in the languages. One of those words proved to be Dimba. Dimba was a word that had been part of earths culture. It was a word that had been seen before. It was linked to one of the phrases that seemed prophetic for the great wedding taking place in the garden. It was a word to lead to other words and some began to wonder what man was and who he was. For if man were part of a great story and this was the recreation of it then who was man to begin with?

Dimba is linked to many things. One is to light. The other is to festival. Yet it goes deeper than that. It is a star light word. From it we get the center of pagan knowledge and from its center we get mass. Now before we do research on this we have to understand that all words have a frequent basis. That is if we find this word in Angola, then we have to speak to the language of that country. When we do so we go into the knowledge of it and find that Angola was the center of Mu. Mu was a land mass that was part of the African continent at one time. It was Mu that was part of the green earth promise of God. From Mu there was meant to be a celebration of heart. Now heart was part of the entire story of this song. If we could understand the heart of a song we could help write its composition.

From heart were written out songs we call La. La was part of the heart and from French we get couer. And from heart we get love. And from heart we get ‘the’ which speaks to titles both of personage and of land. So if I speak to La Senorita I speak to a woman of measure. If I speak to La Salva I speak to that which is of salt which is another measure of value. Now women were part of this Heart Song and they were the greatest measure of the La. They were the songs that could be sung and yet had not yet reached their full measure. They were the part of the Song that was to be sung in fullness at the Wedding Supper of Man.

But there was a problem in that the Ring Bearer, the Ursa Minor, the Ring Carrier, Katalina, ran into a snag called Sir Ape. Sir Ape was Satan and from his lineage he traced back to the Dogs of War and to the Dogs of Dark songs. It was his lineage which broke into the Sin Line and then threw out Joy so that she, the Princess of Hearts, would be lost into the Sin Line. From her lineage would be betrothed a new son and that new child would be child of Shotgun wedding. And it was Katalina who was there but not her heart that was taken. It was her. Now Katalina had a personal heart named Joy who was her song. She was there to sing the Song of Hope. And it was Joy that Satan took and threw out the airlock. He kelled her into the new star and she was fragmented into a thousand pieces.

Now this sounds strange and some may question it simply because it doesn’t make sense. Why Joy? Why was she the ace, the spade in the deck? She was called to be there as the Heart Song for Kat so that she would be a witness for all time and all people. So that she, Joy, the song of the heart, would become the song for Hope and the Song that would be sung to all peoples of all lands. She was to be the star song for which Hope would hear her name spoken by the peoples of earth, Mars and Mer. She was to be the song for which the Children of the Stars and the Stars themselves would sing. She Joy. She was to be the song that rang out for all the ages. She bore the pain of that moment of time. And in that moment of being tossed into the airlessness of space she became the song that was sung as a memorial to her.

Satan or Sir Ape as I call him, was the masochists of the ages. He was the dark ling, the store long, the break of maja and maia and the one who stole the joy from the Wedding Song for Man. But in that moment where he threw out Joy and took Hope forcefully he created a new dynasty. A dark link. A tragedy that afflicts earth to this day. I will speak more of this link in further chapters.

Returning to dimba we find an ironic twist in those words. Dim means to reduce the light and ba is the sound that sheep make. And so it was with Satan as he found a way to reduce the joy in the heart of Gods people. He saw them as sheep being lead to the slaughter and he awakened a blood thirst in his men for blood. They stoned the earth with their carriages and they stoned it with their lies and they tore it open as if it were a vagabond.

Dimba was one of the names for the language of Angola. Other names for Angola’s language were Himba and Simba. There were things about Dimba that went into the language after the Dark Star hit earth. It brought to earth a darkness that did not end for thousands of years. It brought starvation, darkness, stiles, dark ways and methods and tragedies so deep that few men survived to tell the tale. Yet it was here, at what we call Angola, that the story really began. It was here that the greatest hole was created. Over the one center of time. Over the hole that lead down to the deep. It was here that a hole was created that provided a view into the depths. It was here that the sad song began. And it was here that we understand the true meaning for Saracen, Sara’s Sin, Princess Sin. It was here that the child that came forth from the loins of Samba, the lion king, Satan’s daughter, was born.

Now you might laugh and say what nonsense. What an idiocy. What a crock. But before you laugh too much know this. That I will prove this, with Gods help, beyond a shadow of a doubt. And you will understand why this became a stab in the heart of men and how this lineage carried us into the depths of Sin.

Now there is a name we don’t like to use. That name is demen. From it we get dement, demented, demonize and so on. It is one of the words that leads us to dark cloud, stinky cloud. This was the smell of ‘dung’ which rose up from the hole created by Satan. From its courses we are brought back to one word again. Dimba. Dimba is a Swedish word that speaks back to German which sweeps back to Angola. But it is not the only phrase that brings us down to the heart of earth.

If we want to begin with a lamb Baste we have to find a lamb willing to be sacrificed. We know that Joy, the song of the Lord, was cast out into the airlessness of space moments before the new star bloomed and carried her parts to a thousand parsecs of space. We know that Sir Ape, raped the Princess Katalina. What we don’t know is who the child was. And if I tell you you might sing, you might laugh, you might cry. All I will say to you is this. Don’t ever, ever throw away a story until you know it. For it will break your heart if you do. I will tell this story of the child of Sin in the next chapter. It will be called “Little Monkey.”

Now Angola was the heart of Simba’s territory and there was a reason he was called the Lion King. He wore out men and he stole their knowledge and he carried them to the pit and threw them in when he tired of their ways. He wore a coat of arms and that coat was made of the hair of his enemies. He wore it with pride and he wore it even when it stank. There was no one like him and the cartoon character was a saint compared to this lion. He roared and he neighed for women and he stole their charm and made them hags with his lies. He stole their Wisdom and he made laws so that Sin ruled as a cohort.

Now we spoke earlier about the connection to Germany and Sweden. We know that this spirit carried to those two countries and was part of Germany’s rise to power in later days. For from the word for Lion there is one word in Germany for it called Leu or Loo and in Sweden it is lejon or the john or toilet.

Now we’d like to go into some things that are sure to offend some but they are necessary for us to understand this story. First is the word Ling. Now from this word it is traced back to Lines of Genealogy. Genealogy is a study of peoples lineage. If you had a long Ling you had a strong line. Now there were things about it that were offensive to some because people, men especially, love to speak of their lineage’s. They were called Lings and if you could pull out a long Ling, well, I won’t leave you hanging to figure out what that meant.

Now there was another Ling which become part of mans heritage and it was called Land. From Land there was a portion called Land Knowledge or Land Geology. Land Geology became something we will call Lang. Lang was a historical narrative of the land and it was usually written in charts and measures on permanent measures so that those measures could be kept for posterity. Lang was the historical account of a land and its people and its counting was a measure of weighing in the balance the narrative. If a people had a narrative they could sing that in Lang that everyone understood. When the Lang was broken and shattered, as Satan did with the dark star, when he cast out the Ling, the Song called Joy that was there to write of the new Lang, then there arose a new Lang and a new Ling. And that new Ling was Satan’s lineage, a daughter he called Aapke and a new Lang based on his Ling. Now this meant he carried to men dark words and dark thoughts and dark ways. Many of them obscene. But that Lang became our Languare or Language. Now some may wonder the purpose of the word ‘age’ at the end of many words. They were a measure of the age of time. If one carried the strength of that lineage they carried the terms of deposit.

Deposit was like money in the bank. If a man owned the Ling and the Lang he was lord or Lord of the manor. And the manor was earth and this galaxy because he had stolen the new Ling, Katalina, and he had stolen her heritage by giving her a daughter she did not want. Aapke.

Now all these things are part of our language and they went so deep into things that they became part of the inheritance of man for submitting to Sin in the stone wall of Gods creation. His third heaven, his foundational place, Eden.

Now it was Angola which became the broken L so that for the Land fell off into the hole in the sea and from it came a choking stench that filled the sky with darkness. That word is Ango and from Ango we get to the heart of the La’s. They were the women who fell under Simba, the lion kings, Satan’s authority. He per versed their genes with his dark science and created old women he called Hags or Witches. He treated them as dirt and he created in them a dark ‘magic’ we call witchcraft. It was this witchcraft which they tried to break free of for they saw in it dark control which left them helpless to fight against Sin. They tried to break free of its pull but many of the La’s became helpless measures to Sins pull. And it was this darkness that stole the heart away so they were carried away into dark spells which stole their knowledge and their creativity.

And perhaps it is no measure of Freedom that the choking of the La’s became the very name that still exists today. Angola. But I believe it is meant to be a road to healing for our day rather than a curse on the Hearts. For they sang the song of love of God and that was a promise made to them from the beginning times that they would carry love again.

Why do I say that? Because of the words that followed to the heart of Europe. The words for Anglo Saxon. If there was one thing that Satan carried to the earth was a long dark age. The earth was covered in darkness and it took many years for light to begin to shine again. This left ice everywhere except in the very center of the ‘hole’ where Angola was. It was here that the fires of hell burned and the stench rose up to cover the land. It was here that heat and fire and sources of power remained. It was here that Satan ruled with an iron thumb and it was here that he tore apart the pages of history to write his own story in the lands. It was here that he forced men and women into his lineage so that all men fell under the power of Sin. And it was here that he stole the great science of the ages, the Hearts of La, and created a reversal in their genes so they became measured pools of anguish. He made sure they could not have children and he made sure that they could never love by filling their heart with his poison and venom’s.

They were among the worst caste lines and he made sure that those he could find carried ‘ugly’ on every pore. There was not one that he found that escaped his wrath. He made measures for them to be searched out and made laws written that they be brought to him. They were hunted down and treated as vermin. But even though some gave way to bitterness there were few, if any, who gave way to hatred. Now that may sound strange but it was true. They carried an ember in their hearts from Angola and they created a new Lang, even if it was built on the promises of Gods foundations. They called it Anglo and it became a promise which went to the very heart of Europe. It was the beginning of a new tongue. The beginning of a new Hope. The beginning of a new people.

They were the trust of Hope. And if we wish to know why trust we have to understand the purest meaning of this was bondage. Bondage was another word for trussed. People who had been put into bondage by Satan and his minions. They were children of stone. People for whom no lineage could be found. They were people who Satan had rejected or had remained hidden amidst the stones of the land. They had sought out the heat from the great hole which filled the lands with darkness. But there was one Hope for the people. It was not the members of Satan’s party. It was the sorrow of the lost hope. It was the sorrow of things that remained uncertain. It was the cast off, the reject, the sundered. The sundered were those who had arms or a foot or part of a leg cut off for imagined sins. There were no more pitiful remains of humanity then those who came under Satan’s power. And yet they became the Trust Fund from which we few people who live on earth came from. That ragtag group.

Now I know what you are thinking. What about Adam and Eve? Believe it or not they were safe in the Garden still. They had not yet come out and Sin had not yet entered into the heart of the Garden. That was yet to come.

Now these Heart La’s, these hags carried an ember. They called it the Wic and it became the new la of their hearts. They cried out to God for wisdom and some may say that from it grew wickedness. You are right. It did. But it wasn’t those La’s that carried wickedness. It was Sin that rose up to carry it into the heart of men. And that stench we call the Great Loo, which was to become the home of Satan in later times.

For now the La’s carried the ember, the Anglo, to the heart of Europe. They were not able to have children but they carried a song with them they called Sax one. A way to rephrase it might be sexless ones with music in their hearts. From it came words such as Saxon or Saxony but history records it as the beginning of the Anglo Saxons. Now you might laugh and say what a clever use of words. All I can say is trace it back yourself and you’ll find I left out much. You can search it out and you’ll find the beginnings of hope. For there are those that God protects. Those who refused to bow to Satan. Those who refused to submit to his language or his lies or his stench. They went into a cold, dark dawn. A place of rocks and barren stretches of land. Ice was still there but there were also grasses growing and animals which had survived somehow by the grace of God. They plowed land and one of the women had saved seeds of corn which they planted. It grew and it prospered. And the women taught wisdom and knowledge to the people and taught them words of purity and showed them things of nature they could use to survive. They had a gift, a special gift they had carried from Angola. Freedom.

And that brings us back to that word I used earlier. Dimba. A language. Dimba was a word that carried with it dark meanings. There were those who saw the future in it. And in this case Satan saw it as well. He realized that time had begun to melt the great ice that covered the earth. From the great hills (mountains) to the low valleys to the dump ra or hill that had been a hole, Satan realized it was time to move. He had created a curse over the hole so deep it reached to the base of hell and it was part of a dam he helped create based on the tumb or tumble of bodies and debris into the great hole. That tumble of caste off’s became the unclean spirits of the abyss, the spirits of the tomb. And it is no mistake that from Simba, Satan, we get the word Tom Cat. He bore that woman named Katalina into the story of pain. She wasn’t cursed like the La’s but she was cursed by the loss of her child. The one Sir Ape called Aapke.

To get to the heart of words and their origins is to open up many different types of cans. Sometimes those cans we open sound like fiction. After all if there were a great wedding then royalty from all the lineage lines would be invited. Among them was the Captain of the Hope Ship. She was a Queen, a very special queen who had come from a long line of broken women. She had become not just the Hope Ship Captain but she had been the one chosen by God to help set the new clock based on the Polaris or Ursa Minor Lineage. It was to become the new line set and she Hope and her two friends, Wisdom and Truth were there to help make it happen. Hope had another name. Katalina. The Kat Line. She was one of the few women who had overcome the pull of the old dark lines to challenge the status quo of her time. She had fought the Leo lines and had conquered them! We speak of the roaring cur lions or Dog Lions. They were a mixer breed and they were dark angels and dark dogs who mixed breeds at leisure centers they created on dark spurs. Think of them as the vamooses that live amidst the rocks and tombs. They were dark creatures with dangerous gifts and they had kidnapped Hope or Katalina and her small crew. Now there were others there but they had to flee to escape the clutches of one called Tel Mir Ra. He is the one we call Satan. The Dark Prince. The Dark Lion. He had a ship he had stolen we’ll call the plum line. It was a rock ship based on teller ides and stone wells. It could plummet like a rock straight into the well center of any body of ore and caress time so well that the ‘hit’ would not be felt. It had been designed by an ancient race called the See May Fel’s and they had lived on a dark world called See Prid Day in a dark constellation built on the reservoir of See or Sea time. It was a time they had created and a time they had made for themselves based on tidal basins. Those basins were indicators which they followed religiously. Their entire society was built on those basins of ritual.

Now Katalina had other names. She became the social baste of Egypt in later years. It was her ship, what she called the Queen Na’ that became a great source of the problem for earth. Now it wasn’t Katalina’s fault and I want to make that clear. She was caught in a nightmare and like all nightmares there are some which didn’t want to end. She carried the Capstone. Now Capstone is a key word for from it we get the logistics of who Katalina was. She was the Cap Ten of the 9 hearts of the Med Ici Ship. The 9 hearts were 9 women who were also queens who had been part of the Mars rescue of Sin Taxed women. There were no other La’s like them in all the known universe and of any other. They were what we call the Key La’s of Wisdom’s court. Now court in this case doesn’t specifically refer to the law court but to the heart court. They were the carts of song, the carriers of justice and the meter maids bent on making time happen correctly.

Of all Queens known to men there was one we will call the Ace of Spades. She was the unknown queen. Some would call her the Queen La but we know her as Joy La. She happened to be on that Hope Line and she was Queen of all the La. There was no one like her in all time and it was her heart that was meant to be part of the new beat, a new set, a new way of life, a new ring for the one woman they all loved. And that was Katalina. She was the ring bearer for the royal wedding. Some called her Katerin or Kater Ring. Well, that last was kind of a joke. For from Ring we get Rin and Rin was part of the story of the well we call Sampo tree. From Rin we get Princess and from Rin we get Ring. Now you have heard of Lord of the Rings. Rings were part of hte process of celebration. Rings were the notorious men of her age and few women achieved the celebration of the Ring Status. Rings were meant to celebrate knowledge and from knowledge this was traced back to the purest of lines. Yet it was Hopes line, though pure in some ways, was linked back to the dark days where men abused her sarience. Sarience was a space word used to speak of the Sin heart. It was part of the sin line which had gone into men and carried into the first of the Ho Shells. Most don’t want to know these things but its important for us to realize that she was the child of the resistance movement. And that resistance movement overcame the darkest days of Sin that can be conceived.

She, Katalina, was the singer of the song and the mover of the shakers. She could break the darkest curse and that was one reason she was called Hope. There were others of Hope Ships and they were part of the processional meant to be there for the Royalty line entering into Paradise. But Time shook the Dice and it came up with the letters all scattered. Dise became dies and Death wrote a new song for everyone who carried the pearls.

She was the eligible Princess everyone wanted but no one got. It wasn’t a cold heart it was a selective heart. She had her heart pointed towards a real man and that was hard to come by. She knew that real men were not a dime a dozen but she had something in her so strong that none of the majo lines of her day interested her. She could have married any of the Kingly lines if she wished and yet ironically it was this one task she was called to do that she failed at. And it bordered her heart and stabbed at her a thousand times over the centuries. She refused to give up hope but she could not overcome the dark sin that had stolen her ship and brought them down in the Pacific trenches. It was that which stole her heart. For she and her crew were in for the greatest adventures of all time. And her name would be carried down to us men of our century. And she was the Cats Paw. The woman who spoke with song. The woman measured out in broken tones but one who did not fail to pound away. She was linked to a story and that story is one that will be told for a thousand generations to come.

She was the Hope of it and the Wish of it. It was to be her star, Polaris and she was to be gifted with all the lineage of Hope Lines. Think of this galaxy as part of that gift. That dowry which would go to the Hope man who married her. But the Hearts were there to protect her. But none could protect her from the cowardly lion and I do not speak just of the Wizard of Oz. For he lacked courage. It was the Tin man who didn’t have a heart yet was the kindest of all. Yet it was Satan who met Justice and split heirs. And it was with Sin that he stole the identity of Hope and her lineage and caste her into a lambaste of electronic fury.

And with that Ship he put the crew asleep and he sent it ahead as the new head of his Dark Star crew we call the Menagerie.

As it was there were few who did not celebrate the finishing of the Sambo and few who did not reap the benefits. It was the world tree and from its roots to its fruits there wasn’t a poll of the populace that didn’t approve of the work that had been done to finish it. Not even the position of the cracked tooth marred the celebration. For the Mari El of Man and Woman, purified by God and set apart by God were about to take place. And all was in place and no one saw that man, sin man, creatures that had the heir of the beast but the heart of man was about to be devastated in a way that the beast wondered who or what had planned it to end their power on earth.