Mr and Mrs Jesus Christ
by Mother Sigrid Eliora
Aren't we just like a walking living library
full of stories that tell of God's glories,
and make us smile in bliss
but then, from yet another devil's den,
some pagan temple or palace of decadence
the snake does again at us hiss just like she
did, when our souls started our family
of holy souls as Adam and Eve and she
started as the demoness and God's self-proclaimed
wife via her first black magic spell that was a mockery
of our eternal wedding-vow and for our family
extremely tragic
until such a time we had to put with her
ongoing filth, grime and crime and heresy,
when God would end the contract with her
and the devil and would no longer allow
them to succeed with their evil
and we would be able to put all wrong right
without any unholy fight and shine in God's
Infinite light of the truth, and claim back
your firstborn soul's right just to do good
and to establish peace and unity and human
dignity for God's one holy nation in law
and order across every border,
where holy souls can move freely from
place to place, and where honesty and modesty
and compassion for the vulnerable and poor
and passion for God's creation and creativity
is written all over our face,
and where the evil ones are having to
carry the burden of our cross finally and
surrender their secret society cones and acknowledge
also our babies' unspeakable life's loss, as their
own grandmother Mary did about them not give
the slightest toss, as she wanted to be the empress
of the Roman and Egyptian empire and of all mankind
the boss and reap the rewards in monetary terms
and financed with Mary Magdala's money and property
her addictions that brought upon holy souls afflictions
because she just did not want them to get free milk
and honey, and even corrupted them into straightening
their curly hair, or her spies into copying Mary Magdala's
curls through an artificial perm.
But now, she has gone to far with her hidden legion
and the devil's army - and God has shut the gate into
her face across every war stricken region, and for
a debate it is now too late, as deserted is she now
even by the golden calf and cow, and has not left
anymore mate in her corrupt shore from Rome to Dover,
as she is not really a kingmaker but just a lonesome
venus on her sofa and a greedy and seedy everything
taker and stale bread baker, who has only evil as her
craft, and even her once supporters suddenly start
to see her as one hell of a selfish woman and bitter
and daft
for having had primary access to the source of
the living word from the hands of Jesus Christ
and Mary Magdala, and even to sell their every
draft but to reject their holy matrimony and truly
loving family as the cornerstone of God's nucleus
of creation - the family of holy souls.
But then, a demoness or evil intented witch
is simply together with druids and blacksmiths
and soldiers of death never bothered their sins
to confess, as they have only themselves as kins
and bully even every monastery into organised
criminality and into heresy in the bookshelves
just to cover up the truth about our eternal
wedding wreath,
but even her once worshippers and slaves
have come forth from underneath the naves
and have exposed her dirty tricks and appetite
for jewelry, expensive gear and dress and even
as a cape a golden sheath -
but whilst she might be able to maintain
her pomp and circumstance in her own fable
giving away her evil intent is already her stinking
sulphur breath and her shine of gem sapphires,
rubies, emeralds and diamonds is a product of
slavery and not of God's heavenly treasure that
is only available at His pleasure and beyond any
worldly measure for His holy souls, who never
ever play against Him fouls and they do not crave
any plaque in any nave but He does not like it
that their humility was mocked by the evil ones
through using a nave as a ditch in anonymity for
His holy souls
Our living word is too blinding and deafening
to those, who commit high treason even in this
season against you and our family of the Holy Rose,
and who rather in a mummy's deceitful layers
of death overdose and in thugs and fable rugs
trust and put all the wrong food with the poison
and heresy of their dirty phantasy and dance with
lust to the new husband of her own sister on the
table.
And she also sells off just any spymaster's cable
to the highest bidder in all corners of the world.
But God has seen and heard all her plots and there
are left no spots, where she can hide with her devil's army
from His rage to demand justice through the truth alone -
and that will hurt her more than any rocket and than
any stone, when emerges that she always and again
in every incarnation created an evil and immoral
clone to Mary Magdala that she played herself
to put the demoness and her royal court instead
of the heavenly one on earth in the bookshelf.
But it stops now with the elves, as even they
are right now afraid that the sister or brother
next to them, or father or mother, might not
be after all one of the devil's Elfs or Egyptian
and Freemason Twelves but in fact Jesus Christ
or God in various a manifestation themselves -
got you, you have been framed and as the beasts
tamed, ye evildoers, and you will not know, when
and where, God will arrive with His heavenly
force at your doorstep for your arrest, so you
better make use of the rest of the day to finally
admit that you preached and taught heretical bullshit
and made holy priests play a git and you better
give from your heart your best and pass your
every humility's test in selflessness and truthfulness
and do, by all means, your captial sins also
as a bishop, archbishop, cardinal, pope and royalty
and political leader of sorts confess, or God will in
court on you spill all the beans, and there won't
be available to your defence any Bess nor Tess,
as they already know, what God is capable with His
peaceful holy souls, who might be meek but not
weak, to produce an unforgettable Shakespearean
style show that exposes publicly every evil streak
and does on every unrepentant sinner in front
of silent witnesses a stone crown bestow.
O, yes, God has learnt to play, and so, did we
have to, a raging silent scarecrow, who clears out
the temples and forces even a pompous majesty
in the presence of God for the ordered murder of her
own daughter-in-law and grandchildren in front of their uncovered
family tomb to bow, where they will be reunited as a family
for eternity.
Mary Magdala
Beth Qushta
House of Truth
Mother Sigrid Eliora
Abbey of the Holy Rose
Nec laudibus nec timore, Neither through praise nor through threats shall I be deterred from spekaing and living the truth, by Mother Sigrid Eliora »
