A Nightmare and surely just fiction
is a vision that tells me of the ultimate
Holiness Abolition. And later in the dream
an open scream: 'What -
Wrong souls on the gallows?
The truth comes out - it must be All Saints uniting on
All Hallows!
Imagine that, if a pope becomes at All Hallows
himself a gun powder armed bloodthirsty bat,
who is out for murdering Jesus and Mary Magdala
as he is actually the hidden Anti-Christ and with his
helpers and predecessor's help and many a
wizard information processor and wizkid professor
tried to factually obscure, so that he could always
pretend that he does the holy truth of the simple
fact: that the most holy marriage of heavenly and earthly
marriages was always and again and will be for eternity
intact - a helping hand lend.
But secretly he already did with many an initiate of
the dark arts in many a ghostly monastery practice
his own ship's sail to hoist at the cost
of the poor and needy for the sake of being
even officially allowed to be greedy and secretly seedy
and he also allowed
the perverted and corrupted minds of paedophiles
and adulterers and whatnot evildoers and traitors to
get desecrated walls not only of red bricks at the
creation of evil for all the wrong reasons moist.
But once too often and that not only in my dream
tried an Anti-Christ the innocent and holy to torture,
to kill and to silence their scream - and all his
rats leave now due to lack of acknowledgement
and reduced funding of the golden calf and cow
his sinking ship, as once too often did he order
a Catholic nurse or doctor to inject poison or
air bubbles into sick and vulnerable
patients drip, or to make
them his secret recipe for soup of poisson
with devilish and deadly recipes sip.
One hears, of course, all these fairytale horror
stories before Halloween but those usually come
from pagans, who do not know it better.
Or do they? As sometimes they scry or in modern
times intercept technically even in thought or in
the ether a letter from one, who secretly has even
himself just terribly poisonous urine in his secret
catheter and it is surely an accident that this is
happening in a sandcastle built by a certain Peter
a long time ago, in Roman time, when committed
against Christ's spiritual church was already by heretics
many also an Egyptian ritual crime entailing only ever
dirty filth and grime.
It looks to me as though now even the Anti-Christ
has outlived his own alchemy recipe for a fake tan
and fake glow to steal the real Jesus Christ the show.
Not that the true Highest Shepherd, as that is only Jesus
is keen on a theatre play that only ever goes in the wrong
hands of man from His holy truth and living word
astray as it seems that only very few in His circle
and supposed family did not from Jesus and Mary
Magdala and Jacob and Zara-Zarai's reality betray.
But as we are in these spiritually so very diffusing
days and nights by lost souls drawn into their very
own unholy fights this nightmare and surely just
fiction must have been sent to me by some
glamour puss disguised witch or wizard,
who got stranded frustrated in her own blizzard.
As such a hot iron would be even too painful
as a burn on his hand to contemplate for the most
evil of blacksmiths, who once vowed to serve only the devil
to whom he sold his soul, and even a DL monk experienced
with spiritual warfare would not really like to claim
responsibility for such a sniper's role, as that would not
really look on their clean PR-image very good and would
make look so very halloween-like their very own religious
outfit and layout and sister- and brotherhood as who
wants to be falsely accused of being a simple criminal
of any secret society, trying to kill these days still
holy souls - not exactly a sign of love and peace
and piety in any given, from whatever angle one looks
at religiously or institutionally or mentally motivated
murder or character assassination against
citizens of the one holy nation of Jesus Christ, make
no mistake, that is His flock;
and He has taken
charge and also precise stock of whom He can trust,
and who does His orders unconditionally obey,
and who does not go from God's commandments
astray, which is a must, if one does not want to go
back into the clay, and so He does not only on
All Hallows and All Saints into every soul's life
or dead end barge to either clear or press against
every evildoer and perpetrator and traitor
the right charge on every single account, and for some
that does to many a sin against their very next of kin
amount.
Speaking of mountains and of mountain tops -
a memory of a woman tied to Francis and Celtic
mythology hops. Let us call her for reason of her
high treason simply a woman of faith, a simple woman,
and as it was at the time of Barbie's last film dance
not a blonde but a brunette Genevieve, who had hoped
she could travel for free as a self-appointed queen
from South Africa to Tel Aviv
to be one of her vision's rulers
incarnate from the four corners of the world,
who make Jesus look like a Jack Horner
by giving a Judas kiss to His eternal bride
and giving to serve the real
Christ's spiritual church a miss as too much
is she in love with a priest, who is desecrating
the Holy Eucharistic feast from the lurch
and part of a network to Catholics most
devastating.
As how else can one view a deacon, priest
or bishop or higher, who covers up all crimes
against humanity and against the one and only
holy consecrated Holy Eucharistic Cup, or who
commits them also himself - make no mistake,
whosoever withholds the holy truth of the living
word from any bookshelf is also guilty as charged
that they spread lies and one, who Christ's very
holy family their existence and Him His holy matrimony
denies that was instituted and blessed by God in heaven
with the one soul of Eve/Mary Magdala for eternity
will be written out of the book of the holy family, even
though once upon a time they might have been some
angel of high station -
but the repeated and ultimate betrayal and from
God's plan strayal does only evermore qualify
for their own existence's denial, as once too often
have they abused their knowledge and power to
kill off the life of Jesus Christ the Mustard Seed Sower
and God's beloved Holy Rose and every other Holy Flower,
and also that of His eternal children and wife with a
ritual knife to gain access to a throne via a poisonous
alchemistic phial.
Really, that nightmare was ridiculous, and thus
it must have been truly fiction as Benedict XVI
wore even a Santa outfit and instead of a staff
hurriedly a gun for a devilish benediction.
I refuse to give into some evil spirit and pagan
festival with a spiritual spleen - I am only ever
on the one and only Holy Trinity but not on a desecrated
place abusing this most holy name, keen, as those,
who betray the Holy Rose are out for simply their own
five minutes of fame and Jesus sweeps them all out
now of His Father's house together with all their
infestuous shame and blame - it is soon All Hallows
and All Saints, and that is solemnly dedicated
to the right purpose in Jesus' Name.
And into my house in my kitchen hearth
no devil, witch or druid or evil spirit creeps as that
stays clear of all evildoers and traitors and is
a home to those, who adore and worship Jesus
Christ, God's beloved Holy Rose, and the Pope
we call Our Most Holy Father has love for His
own God's family in an overdose but no room
for infiltrators and perpetrators. And here is a last
word from the Highest Shepherd:
'My ship has landed
and we have left the pirates without their stolen
treasure in their own shore and unholy see stranded,
as too obvious was their strategy of yet another
secret society for an eventually even higher
membership fee - as trying to kill Christ's spiritual church
from the lurch is punishable by cutting off all souls from
the one and only - that of Jesus Christ, the Holy Rose See.
As purposefully they have repeatedly refused to fulfill
in this life towards God, my children Jacob and Zara-Zarai,
and Mary Magdala, my wife, also in this incarnation again
their ultimate holy roles, and so they have forfeited their
destiny to be themselves part of God's household for eternity.
And in heaven and on earth growing under my watchful eyes
and from my mustard seed is my very own loving and meek
but not at all weak family and our most ancient tree.
God knows, how old it is, as He has planted it and planned
and it was Him, who has with me the earth manned but sadly
almost all have chosen with their free will rather His vast
creation to destroy or clone or kill - and so, at their Halloween
God will them off their own obsession and delusion of power
at the free gift of mind's intrusion wean, as for far too long has
man worn on their heads a demon's cap or pagan cone, and that
sadly, includes also many a priestly drone, who will find themselves
even in the presence of their own clone so very alone.
Eliora
God is my light
and I go to sleep now ever so deep
as I believe in God's and Jesus' might
and Jesus has no longer any stage fright,
if you know, what I mean, as every idiot
these days with a complicated faith
seems to spill a most silly bean, like that of
a musician called Marc Smeaton, who is
supposedly Elizabeth I's real father,
which is rather uncanny and should be
tinned, as surely, the mother of the defender
of the faith would not have thus sinned and
shown her daughter a path of wrath, on which
she later like her supposed and official
father called the Eighth also put up
the Catholics on the washing line, or
imposed on the members of the one and
only faith instead of death a heavy fine
and made out of the Holy See an ever
murkier brine - but that is all fodder
for every soul that is acting as a spiritual
killer swine, and surely a queen anointed,
or was it self-appointed, would have not
killed a Catholic sister, or was after all
the legitimate wedding wreath of Jesus and Mary
Magdala too much for her in her face a
spiritual blister as corrupted she has the
blessed Sacrament Divine of the bread and wine,
the body and blood of Christ, as she herself
wanted to be the First Lady of a faith that
brought her greedy mind treasures beyond
measures that belonged to the heavenly kingdom
on earth and that she stole for her own
kitchen hearth instead of feeding the poor
and the needy.
And John Donne was the real MCCoy and not
a fake Roy, and that tweeted me a bird called
Ann Donne, who wants her beloved John again
as a sacred memory for All Hallows and All Souls
done - as once too often did she have to watch
from heaven and on earth all the wrong souls
hanging from the gallows, including a little holy
princess, who only spoke the truth into Henry's face
and that of another git, who wanted to make believe
the world that Ann's green dress is his Lady Greensleeves'
misfit and put the little girl into a chamber and hung
her himself - but, of course, that sad horror story
was never even appearing in any bookshelf but covered
up by some Satan's elf, who has also manipulated with
evil ritual sacrifice drawings many an early Catholic
church's gospel in the Celtic and Anglo-Saxon shore paid
for with precious stolen stones by the babylonian whore.
But this lame game is doomed to be over even now in Rome and Dover
as Jesus does not allow it to go unpunished anymore -
finit it is to this evil da capo and encore and out comes
everywhere on the sacred river the holy truth en galore.
Anno Domini 30th October MMX
.
God bless you!
Mother Ziggy Agocsi,
M.S. OHR
ORDER OF THE HOLY ROSE,
A Catholic order in the Angl.-Catholic tradition
in affiliation with Bishop Ralph Napierski in union
with the RCC
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