Hello.. World 87
The World around us was awake by 2004.
Where one could literally read the writing on the Wall.
The problem was not the Map or the Plan so gracefully revealed…
It was getting people to pay attention and learn or remember how to read their Ah Be Ce’s
As Experienced and witnessed by Kimberly Brown being able to Read Harmony playing Lady Echo naturally
(I did not teach her to read the codes nor did I tell Siththy Ameena what I was doing on F.B. Each became aware on their own because this knowledge is in us.)
That Lady Echo is here was further testified by The Queens of SheBA who were in Seble Woutishet, who testified that after listening and hearing what I had to say that she witnessed something Out of this world And heard Lady Echo Existence affirmed it through a lady called Peggy.
Who had just walked into the cafe after I had completed what I had said…
Thus, there is no way she could have heard what I had been talking about.
She was also carrying in her hands a book about consciousness and read a quote from Eckhart which affirmed what I had stated to both Yonathan and his mother.
That it is finished and that she Seble represents in this Scripted play is the last equation of the past.
The quote from Eckhart Peggy read was about the full circle of time of past and future having been fullfilled and filled and completed in the present.
All comes and manifests from The Present.
…It was a great gift to me to hear lady Echo Existence respond with affirmations to a startled Seble and her joyously laughing but hardly surprised son.
At last.. I am not fighting to bring this to the worlds attention alone…anymore.
Because Lady Echo Existence Harmony Responds to only Truth Love Beauty because these are the only things which are real and exist.
That was my Hell Kitchen journey…
9 years of seeking to call peoples attention to the Fact the World And Earth was Is Awake
The Two Harmonies Afrodite and Aphrodite AA of my Sacred Drawings number 87 -where an Elf Queen returns two kidnapped sons: Imagination and Realization of Make Belief in rage at what had been done to the children of Africa.
The two Mothers and the two sons; similar to the Movie Yonathan spoke of the two Veronicas…
Double VV…and the Movie set in Mali called Yeleena in which a Father chases a mother and son, seeking to.kill them in life and death. And a son who fights Curse by proving it not real by being able to defeat it.
Yes it is my story to a profound degree and even to a disturbing degree. And though it is correct…there is more to the story…much more.
None of it was real. It was a script I was born into to resolve. About Jealousy Anger and Rage.
As well as the Doppelganger effect and parallel Universes as mirrored by the film
Veroinca Veronica..
Double VV
(Double UU in French)
which Yonathan spoke off.
Mirrored In David..N having the same exact memories as my brother Nnamdi. And a painting by Sean Bono of my brother Nnamdi drawn from his sub conscious. And even to Lee Perry and some one calling me him because of my involuntary body movements…
Yonathan spoke about his reference to his wings…
Which I literaly saw (him show me how arms could create that effect…So utterly dumbfounding)
And so I knew that after enough work by masculine riddle solvers who fought the War locks and liars Deniars… they were unvieling the story of the world.
So was Father Nature.
The Air ( the blank page and the writing on the wall) was and is ripe with their transmissions which I was recieving while screaming out for Help Aid in wonderment and excitement and awe at what I was reading…
Then incredulity then almost.panic as my body spun out of control overloaded with so.much information for one human vessel.
And I reached out to ppl knowing that there was meant to be help support…
Because I literally read that there were Chosen ones who were meant to work together to transcribe translate and spread the news.
That a structure had been put in place for a most beautiful play about how the Awakening was meant to unfold.
A sort of relay…a Help it Foward which began to feel more like, Use Gain Tolerate then Get rid of it
…I am capable of Supreme patience…but only up to a point.
Wasn’t this meant to be the play of Existence?
The play that all our Ancestors had yearned to witness? Had groomed their desendants through the ages by passing lifes tests and depositing all their experience in their D.N.A. and children.
With the information we were meant to translate transcribe which would at the same time raise our consciousness and bring us back to memory.
The process had been experienced by myself..
It worked.
I had had millions of conversations with others and observed them rise, and the joy and the sheer pleasure of the play bringing a.twinkle in their eyes. Faces glowing.
Faces Morphing to such beauty, layers of age falling from their faces.
But there was no one…who would make the focused effort to sustain or maintain it.
I was perplexed was it not real to them…important to them?
Life in the illusion, Egoism, Need all these things would get in the way of what was I knew was our natural consciousness…
What was wrong with people that they would take literal Manifestations of Existence..The Nearest thing to modern miracles…Made even more extraordinary by these Miracles were so beautifully woven in common sense that peoples faces would morph into children.
Sometimes people would make an effort for a time…
But distraction of this reality, money, fear (that perhaps they would end up like me but it was because of them not taking it seriously…lightly but seriously)…
But most of all impatience of sustaining attention and focus on the vibration and consciousness which not only enabled you to read.
But they so easily giving up when it did not manifest in the time they decided.
Suddenly I was being pulled in so many directions by the world play. People from dimension to dimension because people said they were able to sustain it when I was around but go.back into forgetfulness when not around.
At first I could not understand why they could not sustain it…..Until one came out told me.
They were using it to make money, to get ahead…
I was literaly incredulous.
Not only was it unfair for those who did not have a clue that such skills existed but we were meant to guide and teach others these skills and science.
Many told me how they used these powers…to get rich famous. It is.actually very very easy.
And to get whatever they want, manipulate, dominate…
But if they were honest it becomes boring after avwhile.
But what stunned me the most was did they realize that there would be consequences for the abuse of power.
And so I began to understand the human fear and distrust of Super Heroes while loving them.
It all made sense.
The Collective subconscious were already mirroring these fears and scenarios on the Silver Screen bc they had already experienced in life.
Infact one of the missions of the line of E were assassins who with thought and evidence could literally cause the extermination of those the Universe sent to warn them of abuse of power.
They are called the Beautiful Assassins and they exist…
Just as there are beings of Vampires to Supernatural beings walking amongst us…But nowhere near their power of the E.D and E line.
The highest here was D.E…
and there are only about 20 in the world…
And so I came to the family to link and at the same time warned them.
And yet I was tortured or blamed when it did not.manifest fast enough.
Believe me I wished it to.manifest Asap.
What I had seen and read was that it was meant to be a play of sharing weaving linking to Meaning Reasoning and Truth through Expression Echo Affirmation…
A most glorious play…so beauitiful it had been
Seble saw myself and her son engage in the play, she stared at her son her faces and eyes struck with wonder…I noted it it and turned to her
It beautiful isn’t it?
Her eyes were as if soften diamonds were about fall from her eyes…Beautiful she whispered shaking her head as if seeking to wake up but not wake from the sheer beauty of the play called the Xchange and transfer of Energy (not money stocks and bonds) on Wall street.
Energy as true money.
Instead it was transformed into the Hell and Nightmare of Existence.
I knew the story from Awakened memory but this was not my telling of the story. It was a map of the World… telling the story.
It was the Heart of Planet Earth unvieling itself and it was a F.A.C.E B.O.O.K..
A Face of I Fun nnanya who had recorded everything in Creation everything that had happened on Earth and its records of the true play and the other which was of the World which recorded all that is the Plan ET and both had to be aligned into one as two Harmonies…And All the Expressions indented on the Air which had to be cleaned up (What a job…I had to talk nonstop everyday for ten years…write nonstop Emails and write on paper non stop..)
This was the cleaning work…I cooked cleaned served Butler…swept like a maid…but as a Prince truly for I was no maid or Butler…it was a ritual cleansing…
Everything…had to be cleaned to ritually cleanse the air so that the true story would rise as well as the True consciousness of Existence…
There were so few of us working as Creator G.Odds consciousnesses cleaning in the world.
And even fewer of us conscripted into the Ancient worlds Egypt Hebrew Nri…
Most of which were primitive and labourous compared to the Fun elegant light beings and Ethereal dancers way which was so effecient.
Which you had to read. Turning each page and corner as you went.
Each time I sought to assume or rush through it…Or say
I know this part, The Book would seemingly say the same thing but in a totally different way…As if to say
This is our tetelling of the story, and we will tell it Our way.
And so when people turned on.me or complained..I would remind them that I am reading the book.as I went along…I know the story even the end but this is a different version!
help!!!
Help me read.
But instead, I found myself having to prove to.people that I could read, that they could read…
But that it is not my job…
to read and convince the Chosen Elect to read or pay attention or even convince them that what I am reading is true!
Universe affirms it…
Just pay attention…!!
My job was the Reminder..The Cock, the Rooster who reminds you that it is time to wake up.
And not battle with you to get out of bed…I.mean which cock Rooster or alarm clock does that?
So I was horrified that not only was I now overwhelmed with all the information comimng through but that I was being forced by a force..The Book called the World.
And the 9 planets to get everyones attention.
Live with strangers who.housed my family who knew.. and had Chosen these vessels.
And then I and my family had to fight the evil in the infected vessels clean and decontiminate each other.
And find the cause as to why they would not.stay awake to read the Book of W.E R..Ah World.
Was I in a play pen changing diapers moving babies through to the Age if Reason and Individuality, having to.pacify grown up whose harmony seed had been so supressed Universe thought perhaps that it had left then…And that humanity had lost it soul?
Watering nurturing tending weeding…
Hell is not the word to.describe the last.9 yrsrs.
Or the shock that after all that effort that I had to.download the truth of what 21 years of reading had led me to conclude by following The Plan and the Map..Only to find myself once more controlled by two more story tellers within me- Of the Past Human Existence and Future Existence.
Having just cimplete my walkabout song line journey called Potential made Kinetic..The Story of Energy and Nature…
Link it to ppl I was sent to.while being beat up by them.emotionally and through expression…
Then do it again on F.Book.
It could have been so beautiful woven together.
But ppl seemed more interested in me proving the what I was downloading as true more than wishing to imagine the implications of what it meant that some one is downloading and information. transmittimg information often against his will while.morphing rising and falling while constantly calling attention to to thid fscts until I realize that I was being understood.
Ppl understood the words but it did not seem to sink it.
They were meant to be deep but they seemed so shallow.
The World seemed to have literally
Lost its Imagination (except movies and ways to make money)…as well.as Compassion and generousity of Spirit.
I was not sure I would survive this.
As if the force of Humanity of Evil Cruelty and Indifference were fighting to.make sure I.fail or fall…
While thier beauty treasured in me, collected in me would not let me fail or give up.
Agony is not the word
But Bliss and Ecstacy stayed.
B.E.
And so…yes..there is an awful rage which sits quietly.besides my sadness and joy.
While my bliss and extase remains indifferent, untouched
But it is already the End of the play and Lady Harmony Echo Existence has finally come to.affirm that not only is every.word from them.
But every word of it is True.
I was suprised why that was the point of contention.
wether it was True?
Who would put themselves through such a trial intentionally?
What does one gain?
Can anything make up.for this…Riches fame..recognition..?
What could make up for what I have witnessed experienced…
25 years of this.
A Life time.of it…
Only in the end for people to.accept that I told the Truth.
I Know That I Was Telling The Truth…Just Because People finally get Evidence of it or Accept it does not make it Truth.
It Was Truth and True from.the very begining..
No, I felt that people would recognize it and join in because it is so Beautiful an unvieling..so elegant and full of such love.and good intentions of light…with wicked humour and devilish mischief.
It was my H.E Brew, a sumptious meal..A dash if this a sprinkle of that…only the finest ingredients would do.
It is a perfume, a luxurious
Pi E…Everything…a Feast for the senses which many soyght to challenge or simply stay mute
But it did not matter if it was true.
Because it brought Lightness, Beauty, Laughter, Inspiration, new ways to see and explain and express consciousness.
It was strong, masculine feminine honest transparent human..and hue man.
I just did not understand why I was left to carry it all alone…as if I would be the only one to benefit from it
…When in truth, I benefit least of All.
You see I already knew it was a true story cause I am the.ink the used to write the story on the Wall.
And the Ink was meant to be my H.E Brew wine Exlyir Beer Mead of Lip Smacking Bliss Ecstase Mmmmmmouw!!!
Not my Energetic Being Blood.
E.BB.
B.E.
Here is to the Echo of Existence.
OI.
Hopefully todays Effort is Enough for 87 Sacred Drawing Portal World Earth.AH R to pass through 8+7=15
A to Energy 25 is O
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