Ozone Hole 6

The Mark off Angola

November 15, 2006

Joel Akin

Angola had a hole off the side. And it was a big one. Still there are holes around the earth and people don’t pay much attention if they are beneath the sea. After all holes happen all the time. We just don’t mark them well.

Sometimes there are stories we write that are so far out that people laugh. And they think that they know the past. But they don’t. And they think they understand the past. And they don’t. Yet none of us really asks why. We tend to relegate the past into two chatagories. The first is we want it to be young. The second is we want it to be old. And so the middle ground gets lost in the high grasses.

Sometimes old is good if we are speaking of valuable antiques in perfect shape. If we speak of people then we are marking them with a curse because none of us wants to be old. And if we do then we are what some might call foolish is as foolish does.

There are stories of the past I could write. Stories that would mark time. Stories that would kill time. Stories that would remake time. But there are few stories like the one I write. It is a story built on time and like all time stories it carries with it a message.

How do we tell the story of Time without marking things down? Most people want a date. And if they get a date they are not always happy. Some dates turn out to be old and wrinkled. Some turn out to be fat and ugly. Yet our past is our key to telling what will come. If I tell you that a story is written on the building blocks of a past written in stone then you Masons might be interested. If I tell you that the Catholics were founded on similar building blocks then the Mafia might be interested. If I tell you that Tyre was a sort of writing system that might interest you. If I said that Abraham had a lot more land coming to him and his people that might interest you.

But we begin again and delve again into a story that is written by Wisdom. Wisdom is part of this story. In Wisdom I see a sage, an owl, an ant, a kernel of corn, a mother of Joy or just a part of the entire story written for us in the tree I call Sampo. Now I am not the first to call it that. There are many before me who heard of the Sampo tree and wrote of it. It is the head and the tail, the bottom and the top, some say the beginning and the end. It is the tree that wrote its history in the stone chest. It is the box of Hope which came from the stars. It is the darkness that wrote its name in the sand of time. There are many things about this story that are weird. In my research I have found many clues written in stone and in earth. Those messages speak of time, they speak of tee, they speak of a great gulf swing. Now I could joke with you that Tiger Woods needed a new iron. But he was pressed for time. So he went to the laundromat and searched out a dryer. The dryer broke down so he went to the washer. The washer held a ring and he had to put his clothes in the ring before he could dry them.

Now if I gave you a clue to the history of the earth you would laugh and say I speak nonsense. I don’t. I only speak of a mystery called Tiger Woods.

Now if we want to know the secret of the Sampo tree we have to get to the heart of the Dark Star. The Dark star, as we know it, was a core of iron that had been mixed with other metals and biological toxins. These bio toxins were part of an effort, two fold, too bring garbage to earth so it could be recycled. that was the official reason. The unofficial reason, and the reason that this world suffers with sin, is because Satan was behind it.

Now if you go into writings on stone you have to hold your gut because much of it is bathroom humor. To understand why you have to understand that earth was meant to recycle its waste. It wasn’t meant to be an earth were all the garbage was tossed into the sea or into landfills and that was it. There was meant to be a recycling system built by Wisdom. And that recycling system was based on a wish, a desire, to channel things underground. And that is perhaps the hardest part to understand because the entire earth was meant to be part of this story. This story is part of the Bible, part of the reason behind mythology, part of the reason behind why there are cults and legends and pretty much all the questions answered to life.

We were part of that story and part of that history. All of us were hit with it in one form or another. Yet we didn’t know it. Didn’t know that the reason we were fighting each other instead of working together is because of Sin. Sin was a biological weapon created by Dark men who had found it a method of putting men under bondage. Men who suffered the pangs of sin found themselves unable to control their urges. They went into the depths of it because Sin was also part of a spiritual control used to control populaces at large. Earth was not the first hit by Sin. The entire universe, all of heaven and pretty much parts of the third heaven were plugged up by this evil plan. It was Sin that controlled but there were those who controlled Sin. And they used it as a weapon that none of them could stop. And we men on earth just happened to be the last bastian of hope for people who were coming to Mans wedding.

Now some Christians might ask why there needed to be a wedding for man. After all if we had a second Adam who had a wedding planned then why work hard for manking? The answer was God wanted a wedding and from all parts of this universe the call went out for wedding parties to enter into paradise.

Now we get a joke from this story called Chance. Chance is the beginning of a lifetime in Paradise and if you were lucky you were on the guest list. But in a way luck had nothing to do with it. You see, God knew that Satan had a plan to destroy the earth and introduce Sin to those who remained on earth. Those few who had to throw off the ‘looks’ of men and those who took on the look of animals. Of them all there were few of them who came to the place of Roses. Roses were those who carried the song of the heart to those women of heart. And women of heart carried the roses to the wedding party. And there was one special woman so rare and so beautiful she was called the Lace of the Slipper. And the slippered lace was the woman who came from the stars. She had a rose that graced her and that Rose was named Joy. But Satan threw Joy out the airlock. Now Joy wasn’t the only rose there was. But she was a rose that rose above the average thorns. And if thorns held back a flower then those who spoke of grace could not comprehend the beauty of her petals. Each petal carried a fragrance and those fragrances were the mhyrr of the hearts. Each heart was part of the song of beauty and they were all called by God to be part of the story.

Yet for some that story meant being part of the ringing of the bell to proclaim the new star we call Polaris. When we speak of Polaris we speak of the Pole Star. It was the pole that was marked by the sweetness of Hope and the rose and was meant to carry that fragrance back to earth so that Gods time would be the new time that would erase sin for all time.

There was no one who understood that when the Bell rang the song would sing and the star Polaris would sing. It was an unusual connection that they created. The best way to describe it is to carry a line from the star and race back to earth where the second bell, Wisdom’s tooth, would be rung. The second ring was meant to signal a new time and a new connection that would hold old time in abeyance. Abeyance is similar to holding back. Holding something back meant it was meant to be part of the story. But something happened and the division between night and day took place but there was no line to the star.

Now if God were part of this story, and He was, the new line was like making a phone call to the heavens and saying “Hello, this is God. Is anyone listening.” And the Universe was meant to ring in with a resounding “Yes”.

But the Hope articulate, the Song Ship, the Great Eye, did not show up. At least not the way it was meant to. Instead it was late and instead it came in off kilter.

Now this is a hard story to tell simply because it takes time to tell. Its not going to go away in a few simple chapters. It will take a long time to share it correctly simply because few understood the meaning behind Gods creation schedule. After all if man had been created and the division between night and day were on schedule then why then does this story not seem to fit? I think if we understand time and understand why God sees time as a division then we will begin to comprehend, just a little, why this story is hard to explain.

First think of it this way. God wanted to create man in His image. He did. They were created by Him in ancient ages but Sin came in and stole away their bodies so that men and women became divided and were cursed to wander into animals in order to be helped. Now that sounds horrible but some ancients survived. Among them the El’s, a few, and the Elves. Now Time was an Elf. And he wasn’t God he was just a man who had mixed genes with the beast. There were other races that rose up and each one carried part man and part beast. Each one of those were part of Gods creation. Now some one once said that if you want to understand something you have to create a law made from rock or stone. So God created two laws. The first he build on tablets. We call them the ten commandments. There was another law built on stone and that was of His son Jesus Christ who was the first foundational stone.

Now, how did Sin arise? Sin arose when men/beast realized that men were turning into things blasphemous by not understanding what their nature was. Men went after men and women went after women. They played around with technology and they created hybrids using cells from humans and from animals. Its not so shocking since mankind is doing the same thing today.

God wanted men to fellowship with and spend time with. He found that they had gone after Sin with all of their hearts. They had stolen time and had played with it so they created realms built on time. There were ‘innocents’ that became part of those times and they were caught up into stories that crushed them into dust. It waxed worse and worse and spirit rose up with spirit so that few souls stood a chance. Women fell into slavery and whoredom and there were none who seemed to care. Sin wars rose up around the universe and as George Lucas would say there were Sith Lords. Sith is another word for Sin. And there were Lords of Sith who came out and played in the fields of the Lord. They didn’t care about God except the fact they wanted His creation. They fouled it as one would stink up a bathroom. And they took His people, His angels, and they took their will so that men could not reason when they were infected by Sin.

There were women who were so desperate to escape that some used advanced technology to seal themselves into stone. Time himself saw the evil that was coming and that it was so great he divided himself into two parts also. One was built into a tree and there he placed enough knowledge that if his younger Wisdom self should die his other part would carry on and help someone out in the future.

Now Time was a man, an elf, but he had a problem. And that as Time there were those who sought out his secrets. He created lines and upon those lines he wrote mysteries so that if any man of Sin found them they would plant them on false lines. And they did and those lines became twisted and entangled and drew men deeper into Sin. It was a horrible conundrum. There seemed no one who could help.

Now there will always be those who say “Why didn’t God do something.” To understand the reasons and the why’s we have to go into the depth of Evil. And unlike Austin Powers Dr. Evil and Mini Me, there was nothing to Sin and Satan that made one want to like them. But they did things based on authority and power. That is the way God worked. He gave power and authority to men and there were those who took that and misused it. Like a King in scripture that begins okay but then goes into evil. Or one that does evil and the people followed after. It was a way that God wrote and it was necessary or God would be constantly interferring in the decisions that men made.

Now, having said that, we have to understand that God did not want Sin or Satan or the Godfathers of Sin involved in men’s affairs. They were beings so dark in the ways of ‘science’ that they had created monsters not only of themselves but of those who followed after. They created knowledge, if you will, that was based on Wisdom. Now that may sound strange because I’ll probably tell you later on they based things on Truth. They did. They based things on Truth and Wisdom. But they sought out Knowledge because the knowledge they wanted was based on the true foundations of God. And they wanted that knowledge so bad that they stole righteous men from the hand of God and twisted them away. They did the same to women and children. They turned people away from Truth and lied to them to such a depth that few knew how to resist. It was a war. And it seemed there were so few men who fought, and that was true, that women didn’t stand a chance.

Well, that’s when women got angry. And they went out and they formed a resistance moment. And that movement was so deep that it rang across the heavens until a new movement was born. It was called the Hope movement. She, Hope, was a woman who had been cataloged and sold as a slave multiple times. She had been used and abused by men and beast in what they called Whip the Belle. She was marked by their marks and bruised until it seemed she would go insane. But she never gave up hope even after thousands of years of this insanity. She created a logistical military group of women only. They went out and gathered up Wisdom that had been lost and knowledge that could be found. They traced origins and started up the first University. They carried knowledge to worlds that had never seen it and they traced knowledge so deep they could go to any world and ressurect knowledge from the dust. They were able to transmit knowledge using coded hearts. There was things about the Hope Resistance that sent shockwaves throughout Sins headquarters. Sin tried to stop them but they were like the Hydra and their head rose up and the snakes came off.

They created a new language and that language is the one that we speak today, although marked by some time. If we want to know of the women angel warriors, the Valkeryies, the Amazons, the Wonder women, they were them. They carried it, knowledge, in special folds they called Welds. They could fold space into multiple dimensions. They were also gifted with the gift of prophetess and they saw a time coming so dark that it stripped away all other darkness. They saw that Sin would find a home and it would be a price that God would have to die. It scared them and they worked night and day on a new ship. The last of the Hope lines. It was a ship unlike any other. Crafted into two parts. The top was the all seeing eye. They called it Cats Eye. There was a bottom portion they called the Sea of Mer. It was the bottom portion of the pyramid. Into the ship they crafted folds of Time and those folds were meant to follow and track the ship even if it were divided and cracked. That meant that it could be folded in half and still connect. It meant the ship could not be crushed by time. They put within it all their art and craft and they spent the fortune of a world to build it. It was covered with Precious Loi or Ploi as they called it. Ploi was a gold unlike any that God had made. There was the gold of heaven that men walked on but it was called Stroi meaning straw gold.

Ploi was created on Earth in Gods own workshop. It was made in three levels. The first was liquid time. Liquid time was the essence of space but it carried within it the ability to carry time to a dumping ground and it also meant that it could resist Sin. Sin was a biological weapon that infected ore or metals. Metals that were infected by Sin aged. Ploi did not. It could transmit knowledge in the sense that messages could be passed along its length. It was able to fold time so that it could reflect ages past on its shield. It could also reflect light, as a mirror and it was able to link to any type of message sent. Those who had surface rooms, which meant their walls were of Ploi, were in for a special treat. They were able to opaque their walls or transparent them. They could carry sound, messages, music, all via their wall. They could opaque parts, create port holes or do with it as they wished. Ploi had one final ability and that is it could hold time for you. It was one of the only ships that could do this. Think of it as holding a line based on this moment. Now you can carry that moment to a star like Polaris. Then you could wait for the Star to be connected through what we’ll call a time line. That Time Line could be this moment or it could be a moment in the future that you chose. So in a way if I wanted to carry a line and call it zero then I would bring it back here with the light of the suns bloom. And the light of that star would shine on earth for the first time.

Now some may wonder why its called the Eye. That is because when you play with time and lines you need a hook, an eye to thread it through, and a means of pulling the line. That pulling of the line is the key to much of this story. Think of pulling a line into the eye, tying it off, and then carrying it back to Earth. Now there are problems with this story in that it doesn’t make sense to those who are of scientific bent. So think of the eye of the ship like the eye of a needle. You have a line. That line is time. Now if you are hit by a snag you will find that the time line gets twisted. That twist affects the gravity of the situation so that a ship travelling in a straight line would be pulled to one direction or another. That would be called the Outer Limits. At the Outer Limits there would be a twist in the tale between old and new time. Thus if New Time were affecting earth, and it is, that means we are part of Gods time. But therein lies the catch. We are also part of a snare which Sin and Satan set up using the ploi line of the eye which they stole.

Now the new star was meant to carry Hope or Katalina, the daughter of Hope. She was a star. A woman who carried the secret of the wish, the hope of the heart. She was the one who carried the Hope line. She wasn’t of pure human blood but she was of royal blood. I call her Plush Purple. She was a woman of measure and stunningly beautiful with an exotic trace of mystery to her. She was stunning in looks and had a magnetic personality which allowed her to share her heart with people in a way that was unusual. She was a Belle and Belles were beautiful. But she was more than just an average Belle. She was the Liberty Song, the Freedom tune that was meant to carry a special gift to mankind.

And because she was the belle of the ball, as in the dropping of the new light that would carry the measure of time, she was there to mark the new year. Now it was there at the star that Satan did some weird things with time. He played a role because even though Hope had an inside trade to the star there was a race to find it. He had followed one of the hearts and they had lead him to the location where the new star would appear. He had seen Hope arrive in her ship with Truth, Wisdom, Joy and her aid. That aid was a water woman. We won’t call her a mermaid but she was a song written on liquid. That may sound bizarre but I’ll try to write more of her later. Now the ship was there to be the first to measure it. Measurements meant that it had to appear and then it had to begin a trace. That trace was meant to carry a line. The first person to sight(site) a new star were the ones allowed to tag it so that it would forever carry the Hope line. That Hope Line meant that she, Hope, would carry the star of Polaris and all of its Time Line, to all times and all peoples. It didn’t mean that she owned Gods time but she was under authority of God. Its like He is the ultimate owner of things but she was gifted with the authority over all that lay within the line site of Polaris.

Now she tagged it but Satan tried to backtrack time. In so doing he arrived just before Hope but it did him no good because she always tagged it first. He had to come up with an alternate plan and thus he waited for them to enter lieu space.

Now there are a lot of twists and turns to this story and it will take years to fully understand it. The main reason I think is because these dark men played with time when they did not have authority to do so. They played it with Sin as the game and they stole hearts of men and of women. This law of Sin rose up so that men would be caught up in the games. If they were ba they were sheep and if they were bad they were evil. And the greatest evil of them all was Satan or Sir Ra. It is ironic that Sir Ra was a man of power who knew how to weld it into his iron grasp. He used it to solidify things so that they backed him up. And that solidification caused dark problems for men who were underneath him. He didn’t care about what garbage he carried to them as long as they submitted. And if they did he often rewarded them. But his way of reward was to turn them loose on unsuspecting ba and that was a pen that his tongue wrote continiously with.

Sir Ra had thrown out the ace in Hopes sleeve. Joy. I do think of those things he did with sadness. He wrote a dark song for her and she was broken into a thousand parts. But some say that she carried her song to the stars and those stars picked up the line she carried in her heart. It was called the Song of Joy. She had already written it and no dark Ra could ever steal that from her. Of all women of time she was one of the most unusual. She was a rose. And roses, as I have learned from my years working with them, carry a price called the Hybrid Tea. Now this is an unusual story in more than one way. It is something that God carries to me in the sense of the span of time. The span of time is a gulf and the gulf is a space that cannot be crossed simply because there was no line to cross it. This meant that men, women, even some children, had fallen into the fires of hell because men beasts like Satan or Sir Ra had cut those lines off. Now there are a lot of Christians who don’t understand the purpose of Hell.

It was created for the Devil and his angels. Those angels were dark beings who had been caught up into the spool. The spool was a dark cesspool of evil based on the scourge which had destroyed 1/3 of Gods angels. They had fallen from grace and from knowledge and had been twisted by something that was hard to understand. They carried a trace of lines, like scattered lines, but with no single purpose. And those purposes meant they could not find their way back to God. Sir Ra was the one to blame. He had stolen Time from Wisdom and broken wisdom’s truth. That had created a vast gulf for which there was no way across. It was like looking at a friend caught on a log drifting out to sea and you had no means of rescuing him. Now some will say that they deserved to be there. Well, I suppose if you can find it in scripture then the deserving of it went to Christ. Because he paid a price for sin which took him to Hell and the Grave. And I speak as a friend to God and to Christ Jesus and to the Holy Spirit. Those in Hell went there because they had played with time. And they were caught up into hells of the mind that left them screaming day and night, gnashing their teeth, weeping and wailing. And if you think they were all evil you are wrong. The greatest preachers in the world were in Hell. And they were crying to God to send help.

And if we were to understand this then I guess we have to look at it the way Jesus did. He understood time and when he bent down to write in the sand and dirt those who wished to cast down those stones at the adulterous woman.... well, the only ones who might have cast stones is those who were bound by the law. But they could not touch the grace which spoke from Jesus’ heart. And though Jesus said to her to Sin no more I believe if she had died there He, Jesus God, would have gone to Hell and plucked her to safety. He cared. And that is more then most of us can say. And that is one reason he went to Hell. Because he had to carry that line which finally reached earth at his birth. Christmas night. A night when angels sang. He carried that line and struggled with it for 33 years. It was the biggest line that any man ever had to pull. And it wasn’t a gag. It was the time line finally reaching earth in her greatest hour of need. For the Law of Sin had carried Death to a new level in men’s hearts. And that Law of Sin was destroying us. But Jesus carried the line so that it would reach down to Paradise and it would reach down to the lost in hell across that great divide we call Time. And for the first time in endless millennia the dead had a way up and out and Jesus lead captivity captive. He broke those chains that had bound them in smoke and fire. He took Leviathan by the nose and hooked him down to the Grave. And Leviathan, the one I speak of, was Sin. Now Jesus did those things so that we might have hope. But the men of this age have cast off Hope for the sake of Faith. They have not seen the star shining in the east. They have ignored the light that God sent to earth promising that from men would come an end to Sin. And He, God, fullfilled that promise. And if I were to cast off the life line that guided me true, who then would I be? No one, that is who.

But I wait because I know that God cares even for the sinner. Even for those ancient ones cast into the pit. Even for those who did not understand that the hybrid tea rose was of mixed race. And that mix was one that brought forth Joy. And if the morning stars were touched by a part of Joys heart then I want to sing with them. For Joy is of the heart. And love is of the song. And the song of the heart is the mixing of Love and Joy. For not many know why Joy died and parts were carried to a thousand stars. For Joy was a star. And she carried the line to a thousand stars. And those stars carried Joy to other stars until all the stars in all the Universe sang for Joy. For she carried the message of Jesus Christ. And that is a song I will always sing.