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Rooted in Natural Order, 3rd Part.
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Rooted in Natural Order
by Nike part 3
Rooted in natural order, I would visit my sister Clair, we studied together with our brother Vita in the University of Marseilles for Criminology besides Political Science and other things, it was of my finest admiration the way she would clean a murder scene made by the Kane's.
We would go to events my father President of France and Marseilles Elite Alexander Kane would have from his little cycle, the Richest man in the world who wished to invest in immortality and donated the hard work of the rest of the world into something impossible to believe to the mortal's eye.
We dominated the greatest investment in History after War Strategies and The Nasa, The new generation of hybrids would be programmed with the ability to connect their minds and process all their intelligence. The richest man in the world, did not know we was Gods, it would be a fraud to let them know the very Illuminaty had empower year after years the World Order and Control, from Atlantis, The Pyramids, Moises, Jerusalem, Petra, Alexandria's Evolution and stop the counts with our bloody tendencies. We manipulated masses like charlatans of great importance for the best civilization to prevail, we supported the first, we survived after every Empire's Fall, building it again. Only God's knew, the Gods behind the mortals.
We would seat and see the richest walk, one after the other and they had the courage to proclaim them selfs in the teeth of hostility and decisions to the lesser.
By 2045, we would have the majority of investors growth into what Zelus, the competitive God who added the history of the highest tendencies history to rival for the best, he was working ahead in 2,132 year for Mars Planet. The Kingdom of Hell with NASA and some Russian Business wished to continue with the illegal contraband of organs for the bio sensors into the robots and maintain the left over skin tissue from this rich man who would pay more then their fortune and create greater wars, and fancier slaveries to the poor with higher pseudo freedom's like 2 weeks of pity vacation with the hotted masses.
However, we would watch them pass one by one as we salute them directly.
It has work this way for Millenniums and will work this way for more, to the average psyches and minds, to who have just an anima to learn the program of Titan Nature, or our Titan Business Steps.
My sister Clair helped me to keep grounded psychologically and spiritually. All those business to transfer human beings into avatars till the last point was something I could not tell her directly, like if it was fine. Clair walked me out the routine, to take fresh air, we would relax and talk about boys, man, elder man, we would go out alone for mountain climbing away from our tortuous and machiavelli work. We would bring poetry books to our camp, study away from what our parents and Godly ancestor left us. She would tell me things like.
_"I have never Insulted sis." We would cuddle around the fire as the little Virgin girls we used to be hoping for tomorrows charming prince, we would wake up day after day out the highest pick in the Alps and just breath away the moderating recycling Era, come down the lake and cheer up like if nothing was happening around the Universe, we discovered our paradise and hardly blamed.
_"You held them in your hands. How many other lives can we save?" She would tell such things when I was holding a fish in my hands, and we would laugh letting it slide down back to its nature.
She was always flexible and I was too. Away from my history and my family broad me to renew our sense in life, after on, she became a secret agent to assassinate conflictive attitudes in power. A hight class seductress to share classified information and trigger them into false dates. I had remain virgen to any dirty business could not double up my finest point.
That day she had seeing everything, some how she knew there was all those transactions made her think she had all the track behind her as she followed. I need it to solve this line between for humanoids to filter down a system of believe, and hide her precedence as much as possible before she holds the trigger before mediating. One thing Clari could not understand with patient politeness and discretion, how the distance works in the Golf Field, the rich people would have just to be more powerful and perpetual to take more over the worlds and the future.
Clair had seeing the alarm that day and came from Marseilles, nest to me, she had seeing too how Giselle entered and took my little brother onto my aunt Terra and talked about Lil's Mission, it all happened in minutes, Terra had fusion her power with my little brother Pyro, hugging him, transforming him into the man, the man he was to be in the future, this future was revealed to me as the existence of his manifested with fires.
I was going to be standing in charge, inside his mind too. But as grown up he was he could not see me in the future. In this vision could listen to my self in shouts coming out a hollow vessel that had no resounds but to my own psychological state, involved with no escape, the acute anguish of my shouts frighten my awareness.
_"You can′t control me, is all a big lie, you cant hide away and use my Intelligence, my victorious love, my human nature, my divine immortality, is not my world of slavery." That unorthodox vision in the future had no religiousness. I had a program transferred into my vital intelligence who used to win in the behalf of my ones, was null with epidemic programs against the elder Greek God′s information into a public image who oppressed the ancient secrets of the Underworld and Dijjins of Arabia, the lesser power the more to them, a power to be just re-directed. I was a Ghost, a Ghost inside a machine and my protection for Pyro was more then anything for the Empire, but how? What Empire was that, what kind of Hell would Exist in such dividend? Terror did not exist, the chemical reactions persevere and under drugs of control, could sense bio-sensors too under my flesh, so powerless and hostage under such, that a retro spectrum broad me back wanting me not to loose my self and identity.
Was the fight here or then, was the Present, was the Past, was the Future? or was this constant debate rolling in alignment DNA information with time and space frequency from before the Pyramids and his Slaves, I was a freaky free matter ready to contribute to humanity. We Gods could hold the multiparallel spheres of the matrix torus movement.
"Brother!! Zelus!! Go to the Further Future for the Emperor of Atlantis and I will move to Nightwolf his Wife and Terra, Mars is now taken by the Kingdom of Hell." My Mother Styx then shouted to Terra to drop Pyro down, Zelus moved rapidly away as they foreground the action. I could see the enemies creations. "There be no comedy for the robot of Dante, I'm telling you."
"Brother!! Vita follow Pyro and stay always behind him, I must go, Clair we will see what The Goddess of LCP Terra has with NW there."
Pyro returned to his child form bringing us back to the present away what Terra had Embrace from. It was not easy to talk to the burning eyes of a child and explain him with success, but I was Nike, so I had to do it, he had an extremely contagious and consummating ground, it trilled me but it was dangerous to be part of him, so little, in such little body such intensity and fever, he pulled me with wish to have him with me, to be consummate for him, to orbit around him. Seeing how Terra was melted away from him and relaxed, would curve down out of guard.
_"My little brother, you must run, there is no safety in here you are our last hope in our return. Mother will be there soon."
He hugged our mother and vanished away with Vita's impulse. The science, the occultism, the necessary to offset these dangers was of no experimentation, would show some awareness of the issue, and of the ways in which it might be tackled, we Olympian brothers did not act in our own prescriptions, we came on terms with problems no one could handle adequately into the present century, constantly, again and again, coming eternally.
Facing the Journey for the days of the next hypnotism works, controlling minds, manipulate masses, how enterprises think together, was no ordinary task to transmit. I'll do anything to bake cookies at home with my brothers and sisters, see mom and dad relax along their investments with us, proudly. But, when the Momentum of the Implosive theory reveals everything we have worked for and suffered will role by it self.
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