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Dearest Little Diary that might grow fat with time:
Believe it or not the Nurses RN at the Post Abbey Mail Stop Post Pavillion have now received
the Hard Copy of the News just published of a very tiny article found Sheep anse Great Shepherd
News of the NEWSY. The Article Sheep? I can'se only go over what is being said anse re said
in the large Abbey itself of where I lie there between life and death, I believe. This 'tis the report
that came from King Peter of Byzumtine. This 'tis King Peter Alexander of 5th Regiment of Space
gods Athens for Little Sheep Dog Service high up above Planets. Read anse re-read as follows:
Pages of Light House Keepers
"Nurse Peters! Did thee hearest the News of Sheep? This same little girl now lying
here in our Advanced Life Supports 'tis also in Pergatory! She t'was taken to a far away
Future of Pergatory of Worlds that we are now Bo-Peeping to anse borrowing from!"
Nurse Emiline saith for thus saith the Lord God again!
"Her soul?!" a shocked Nurse Emiline saith for thus saith the Lord God again!
Nurse Solomone stood in the offing anse Nurse Solomone 'tis always quiet.
Dr. Pordgy t'was continuing his rounds. Merlin the Majican stood at a giant suspended
green chalk board anse he continued to write out the Apple Cart for the Nurses RN.
Just thence the King of Russian CATS as in King Peter of Byzumtine walked into
the room. "Fastest Horses!" he whispered quietly to King Ezra of Sheep. This meant
to send the fastest giant Star Ships to the Future of the World of Pergatory there of
where souls go whence they are not passed on yet anse they could still return to their
bodies.
Agog Nurse Evelyn thence came into the larger Wing of the Abbey. She
carried a letti with her of a Dragon News Letti. "We are to EVA! Ninevah will
be destroyed anse we are to EVA Witch the children of the Hen House Henrietta,"
she saith out loud anse into the giant room of a large open Cathedraled Abbey.
The ceilings were very high anse birds flying in could be a problem. The reports
had come over that there were 1700 men, women and children that were all
in Poltergiest Space as in lying as in their souls lying in comatose as in lying
suspended in a Poltergiest Space. They could not wake up! This was due to
the bombs that fell over Petersburgh for the Petersburgh Address as in our
Known World of Ninevah. I need to catch up on this. I cans'e simply go back
a bit anse pass on to thee a Letti passed on in a Pie as in a Computer from
the Future found it anse it became passed on to the World back in teim of
St. Peter 1st Dragon Church of Christ as in Ninevah long ago. This is what
was picked up from a Future Computer of a Pergatory World in the far away
Future years 2020 AD Year of Our Lord. Read as follows anse Exams:
Dear Peters of Subdivisions: (Peters Advent are Police Byzumtine)
I went into the mind of little Mary Ruth Shoe as her soul t'was taken
by mistake to the Future. She was to line in the DNA of where the DNA
Computer is to find yourself in a Future anse to line you there. She
ended up in a form of a DNA of herself. As in we repeat ourselves in
a way in our passed on Generations. Every 1400 generations our DNA
repeats itself anse we have a grandchild of our exact DNA. So we did
not know this anse whence we needed a Future Advanced Society
to move a soul to in a small Pergatory we ended up with a large
Planet sized Pergatory anse the girl was moved to an exact FROG
Copy of her DNA anse she was moved to be somebody else in the
far away Future.
One day this same young girl Mary Ruth Shoe whil'st in the far
away Future Pergatory of a slightly Advanced Society began to breath
in the fumes of Capernium Oil a very obnoxious Oil that harms the lungs.
"They are using Capernium Oil in this far away world!" she crieth out.
It took a few days of this anse she put it all together or Ark Angel Peter
put it all together. "No! This Planet would never burn the wrong oil
to fly thier giant Airplanes! We are breathing in our ole' World! So
where is King David? Enemy Iraq is sending up his Military Planes full
of Capernium Oil (a very Explosive Oil) and up and off of the Planet Earth!"
This means a future total advanced Pi Piety though illegal Destruction
of Ninevah! This means to EVA out the men women and children not and
hopefully all of old men. Our first reaction? "Offer Mannah from Heaven
if Enemy Iraq closes it's borders!" No way! Wrong idea. Iraq confessed
in all War Modules - "THey give us Mannah from Heaven to let us take
even the little children of the Hen House of Israel (all children of all Nations)
past our Borders - we answer Israel with this - Adkov! Adkov - Israel! This
means that we will bomb ALL of Athens. (thens means remember - Airports
only. And this will happen as fast as the Mannah from Heaven falls into
the wrong hands! So now Mannah from Heaven as in uncut dough as in
it is to be cut as soon as we hand it over. NEVER do this as in to hand
over Mannah from Heaven or any gold silver! No never! Now. EVA out
of Ninevah now. Forget the prophecy that we have 11,000 years of peace
before a giant Earth Wave is to come. Not going to happen. No not ever!
We ONLY follow War Pages of Space Dragon! Only this. Now do this. Leave
NInevah at once as it will be destroyed very soon as the War Pages are
heated up anse they have wanted this War forever. EVA means Evacuate
this minute. For Notes anse Ole' Saurs, I command thee by the Ravin
of dear Ravin Lock Woods that ye' read this Letti by Oh God! I also need
the seal of Ravin Lock Woods to Open ye' Gates to let Isril through to
EVA to the next World over of a hid World comest to my Dragon a real
dragon that I do fly Mary Poppins over Ole' Worlds anse lazy Dragon
Glens. The flags t'will be flying at ole' Popeye Gates of Oldish Dragon
Spoons. Let Isril as in Ninevah anse it's Billions of people move to
these Dragon Glens of Walled of Cities people Pope eaters of the Next
World Goldilocks! This is King Ferdinand. I am most likely sending
this via my Raul! '''''''''''''''''
Zigned Abeta't,
King Bishop Peter Alexander V
Butterfly Year Alexander Year V
Next Year Diary Entry: This Entry written in a Spool as in written by
Nurse Emiline. Nurse Emiline had read the diaries written by little
Mary Ruth Shoe of whom had written the diaries whilst she was in
Pergatory. Now Nurse Emiline sat by the "grave" of little Mary Ruth
Shoe as in her cot in the Jewish Abbey Cart in downtown Troy Athens
up above Succi anse all Abbey Carts Troy anse all Athens Airports. Nurse
Emiline now re-wrote this same diary anse this is what she wrote as I
lie there between life anse death.
Dear Diary anse my Helmet of Salvation:
Since this Aw Gawd (Oh God), means Holy God hast to listen in here
at this very time. I am frightened. Last night I filtered back into the Abbey
for a bettah word. I filtered back into my body anse the softs lights filtering
into the soft sheer curtains. My mind anse head felt fevered! In the fever
though I once again returned to My Real World of where I play Hop Scotch
for Israel Hop the Scotch King David of Israel. Long story. My "real mind"
began at once to live in my memories though clouded they were. Clouded
whence these real memories once took place Dear Abbey Cart for the Jewish
Israel Leader as in myself. In these memories I groaned. We lived in the
Abbey no not this Hospital for the Jews. This t'was with my Aunt Marmalade.
We lived in Wool as in Henrietta free Wool Speech! Though adults looked
more panicked thence Free Wool Speech. This t'was of King Joad as King Joad
had left pamphlets reminded our aunts anse mothers of free speech for
the Jews. Still I am a girl. Girls are children anse to be seen anse not heard.
Still behind our home calleth Israel's Fodder House for re-claimed children
on War Fronts of the Jew Israel anse Chaldeans, as in behind our home
as in almost a street back sat a very sinister Mansion. This was filled with
party goers anse Nazi's. I say that with an explanation point. The world
had now come down upon me in a tomb. Not too many days lattah
an Enemy JAP plane crashed near our home. Now I am floating between
life and death as I move in and out of my body at the Abbey a One Horse
Messiah Jewish Hospital in the Abbey Cart Dragon. We are also calleth
Ninevah for it's many Ships that cometh to Sea Port. The Abbey Cart
Dragon for the War Torn Hospital 'tis in the downtown section of Troy.
This 'tis one of the smaller Cities of Troy. Troys bring in great catches
of fish in over high abundance for it's War Torn Capita. So in retrospect
as in looking back on it all - - no one can really starve in Troy due to
the giant fish catches of the afternoon.
I am sorry to start a Newish paragraph here as it may not seem right.
Still..... I fell into a Membrane of my mind or my head. This is how an
Arch Angel gave it to me. I saw not the Hospital of the Abbey of Dr. Merlin
the Majican. No. I saw my sistah? I can not remember. She walked towards
me. "Shh! She's sleeping!" I heard Marmee from "downstairs" in our
Rome Fodder House saith to dear ole' Poppywitch. Oh, I only pretended to
be asleep now. My mind had moved my spirit back to the Fodder House! Oh!
My head hurt. "Quiet child!" I heard Nurse Abigail saith as she lay her hand
on my very fevered arm. I could still "feel" my sistah as she stood there, now
I knew in only a mind apparation of the very ill. Still my mind had drifted
to be back in the Fodder House the Isril home of some of my upbringing as
I am always a War Orphan stationed to live with my Aunt anse Uncle in a PIG
Messiah anse Rome Abbey Cart for the very Wealthy Spoon of the PIG. This
means the Dredyl as in the Pharmicist BC anse Dr. Able Cornwitch. "I am
floating between worlds!" I wanted to moan.
A dim light... no a candle seemed to be appearing in the room from the
shadows of the room. My mind itself seemed to see it. T'was that Dr. Abbey
comest to call up me in my bedthirst full of wanton fever to big for even me.
I had the making of Scarlettinna from an ole' War WARTs still upon my breast
as it seemed to take my vow of Earth from me. A Gypsy Camp near our home
had come down with a Black Plague of a Black Plague that came from a nearby
by Camp full of death anse the smells of rats that harnessed there in it's feverished
Estate of Beast anse Affairs of Big Beasts as in the Rats that ran wild there in the
falling rain a la' PIG anse Big Bears Beasts. The men all Huegenauts as in very ole'
Ancients Astronauts all died of this same fever that came over from a nearby Camp all
full of filth anse rats. So all of the men as in the FROG of another King George as
in the Gypsies (Astronauts) died of this very dark black plague. Thense in just two weeks lattah
a rare breakout that also came from these rats a break out of Scarlet Fever ran the
camps anse all of Camp David. Our own home the Fodder House ran under Quarintine
anse we t'were to leave our home anse we t'were to live outside of the Villages anse
to live in total Quarintine. Long story. I t'will go into it lattah at a lattah date. We
did leave the Quarintine anse I did come down with Scarletinna Poste Haste the PIG.
This was the World that I had left behind to now lie in the Abbey after a War JAP
Military Plane had crashed near our home of Abbey Post. It had been a dangerous world
around me as it heated up to a World War III intended to take out our World in dangerous
proportions. "Be quiet child!" I heard my great Auntie Tante' as she herself Poste Hastes
the PIG the PIG being the men out on our Torte's as in our Sea Basins of our French Petticoats.
"Auntie!" I wanted my Great Aunt Heidelburgh to hear me. Though how can I speak
as I lie between life anse death. I cans'e feel the Death Camps around me as I start to move
towards my Coffin that must surely be out on the Fields of the Chaldeans out past Rachael's
Land. I watched as a large balloon seemed to float on the other side of the dark room.
Maybe another hallucination. I did not care as I like balloons. That brought closer to the
old memories of an early childhood long ago though I myself am still a young girl of a fourteen
year old at this time anse our Rome of the Chaldeans.
I smiled as I lay there in Ravinlock for the Courts Chaldean Horse to see. We are of very
ole' Space Teams anse our very Ancient Chaldean Star Ships above us. Our Wars are never
anything but impossible to survive as they come from above anse below anse all at the same
time. This 'tis the Chaldeans of our King Nebuchenezzar. This makes it Sadat's Country
of a very evil King Sadat. We too are of a King Sadat anse our good country land of farms.
We are also at constant war with the PIG of an Evil King Saul anse his Army of Men - Good
King anse his Henchmen. Though we do not think of him as a good King Coward nor 'tis he
our King as our King 'tis Ole' King Sawlomon, a visiting King from Twin Earth.
My brain too weak to fight off fatigue of an endeavoring spirit hid inside me, began to
go back to only a few months back. I lived part of the time at the Abbey another Abbey
of a Catholic girls sckool Confession for the PIG a la' Port a' Spain anse it's nearby Spanish
Inquisition. The Nanny Goat had drawn in colorful chalk a drawing of a fish. This fish FACE
wore glasses. "These are the fish people of Ninevah of FRAWG King Constant Fish FACE News
of Ole' WARTS Constantine!" the Nanny Goat explained. This was whence my own father
Ark Angel Michael Van Givens had promised to come for me. He t'would come in his own
great Ship above as in Upstairs Goldilocks anse the Great Maid as in Iran the Upstairs Sea
Lion One Horse Messiah for the PIG Maid. The underbelly of my own Father's Great Ships
a giant Star Ship Jeremiah t'would bring a lot rain to this Planet by the time this giant Global
Star Ship landed on this same PIG as in our Star Globe Utopia. Our Earth 'tis also calleth
Earth's Fruitopia for it's giant Farming Goldilocks for the PIG. So much rain t'would fall in
the next few months that the people t'would be calleth Fish people.
"Jeremiah Puddle Duck 'tis the giant Ship of great Ark Angel Michael!" the Nanny
Goat smiled as she instructed her pupils. This t'would mean rain anse rainy days on
this great Earth Messiah.
I felt the nasea returneth to me Poste Haste the PIG. Oh my gawd! I could "feel"
as a Nurse moved over to pull up a shade on a nearby window. "A Raul! A Raul t'would
surely be there with a Not of a What Not Bible Pound full of Gertrude Oil Note for the PIG
Atlas out of Iranian Headquarters Govt! inse a Cinderella inse a Mule Not in a FROG for
a Federal Key Isril for Hedgewhig!" I t'would now most likely float out of my body again
as I kept moving out of my body anse into a Netherworld of a far away Future.
"A Raul 'tis there!" a Mistress as in a Nurse sitting nearest my bedchambers saith
to the Head Mistress.
"I just tied up the sash!" the Head Mistress turned in the direction of the Window
almost facing North though it faced West in the Teim Flying Dragons out of East of Edon
Edonburgh Edinox for the PIG. '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''
So the Raul PIG (PIG for Pi in Government Mule) made it's Parchment in the Window
facing West along very ole' Government Trails. Trails of the Wheels above as in Star Ships
anse One Horse Government of the PIGs Atlas anse all of their Wheels Queen Cleopatra anse
our Star Ships. Queen Cleopatra is our heavy in a Western Horizon Mule financer of all
Star Ships anse a part of our Star Fleets.
The Raul had a giant note or parchment held in his beak. The impatient Raul stood at
the outside window sill holding the large note delivered from Future Worlds of years 2021
Year of Our Lord Twin Earth. A Lion's Eye or really a Tiger's Eye is how we Raul as even
Tigers take to Teim Line Witch Abernathy Roads King Joad anse it's Tiger's Eye. All Rauls
fly only on Teim Travel Roads to be able to take Time Travel Logged Messages back anse
forth between Kings Sadat anse Presidents of Countries. "Give it to me!" the Head Nurse
of Hedgegrove took the Note from the Raul.
The Head Nurses sat down in a rocking chair. "It saith for thus saith the Lord God
again!" she held the note in very shaking hands of ole' idle Witch. "It saith that Ninevah
t'will be burned as surely thus saith the Military's Witch above. A Talent, yeah a Talent
given to Mistresses of very young maidens is a way to escape to a terrible Ireland though
it 'tis a way out!"
"The Roads out of Ninevah are blocked at this time?" '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''
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