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Category:
Science Fiction
Publisher: CreateSpace
ISBN-10: 101544958633
Type: Fiction
Pages: 148
Copyright: July 2011-2017
ISBN-13: 13978154495863
Price: $3.99 (eBook)
The all out war against the human is in complete motion.
Time is time. It’s not yours if you’re on the third level density. If you can’t hold on to the concept of how much of it you have missed, then you will be X’ed out. Twenty-five thousand years behind in the matrix is a lot of time lost. It has been six hundred years since the cleansing of Gaia. A few survivors of the war were left behind to witness a history that would not tell about the planet. They would hold the secret of what happened to it in the year Alpha 2012. There was nothing left of what happened to it before that. The regurgitation of the ‘experimental’ planet recycles itself. It releases the souls that would be of no use in its history of learning life and what makes it living. Nothing can exist without good and evil. The Universe sees to that. There must be a good and a bad, a yin and a yang. They are very much attracted to each other. The yang followed the Vanguard. Riding in esoterically, Kishar came out near our planet on the other side of the ninth galaxy. The enemy gained the ability to hone in on the location of the ships and almost found their way to their planets.
This would be the last meeting, until then…
Excerpt
Part 50
Olmecca
In the time after the planetary war on Earth in 2042, it had been a thousand years since the Nibirans and the Sirians battled the Draecon. They were heading to their destination when Kishar (Femi was her earthen name) asked,
"Where are we, Ekur?”
"We’re near Mercury. It seems our pursuers are gaining on us...and fast! From what the planetary display shows, Earth's landscape has been semi destroyed. Vegetation thrives in some places and the quotebarter shows as far as human life, hardly anyone survived."
"The Draecon is very angry about that. Many of their minions have been eliminated. Take the ship and maneuver it to the Quixtar galaxy. Take me and my army there. If they desire another fight, then it's another fight we will give them." She replied.
Ekur executed a 780 degree turn into hyperspace to thwart off the gaining ship of their enemy and disappeared into a black hole on the other side of the Milky Way. They were catapulted into the fifth realm. The pentagon and the hexagon
followed with the same intensity that swade its passengers into the bowels of their containers.
Once they were out, Ekur delivered them to the outskirts of the Andromeda System. It was 51 million paxolets that separated them from Sirius and Nibiru. Kishar and her army were preparing in advance in this quadrant. Their home planet was disorganized at the moment.
She sent word ahead by her father that she, Ishmel (Zuri was his earthen name) and her army would not be joining them in celebration of the defeat on Earth those few hundred years ago. Yet, despite the preparation the people had who were waiting for them; this was all too familiar as they had fought this war before since time, for there was no time.
When they arrived, the 144,000 departed the ships and began to bond with their fellow Nibirans and Sirians. Her father was from the Sirian Tribe of Hessnuton and her mother, the tribe of Adonshea, also a Sirian. Both were extremely gifted in the all, for they were seers, tellers, makers and futurons. The Creators gave these gifts to her parents which made her gifted
double time. Ishmel’s parents, the same, as they all sat at the professing table together.
The people was more than highly excited to see them floating towards the gigantic gold and black pyramid that stood so high, you could identify it many paxolets away. Vibrations were sent out to the people on their arrival. They were ready and waiting to greet the weary travelers with song and a host of other relaxing activities for all to enjoy.
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