The Ark, by Sigrid Countess von Galen






The Ark,

By Sigrid Countess von Galen


Moses says: 'Now let's see, who after all this time is of hypocrisy, organised crime, heresy, blasphemy and the slavery of every evil hierarchy in word, thought and deed free, and who has truly invited the one good God and His truth into His life, and refrained from worshipping idols with a ritual knife!

It is judgement day, you know, take it from me, I am also Elijah! I warned you blackadders and snakes and evil beasts over and again - being invited and a witness to your always the same lame blood sacrifice under the pretence of covenant feasts - 

you no longer are in power with your creeds of violence and pestilence and greed! As the one good God gave me the sign that it is time to cut all off, who are of intent and habitually evil and not at all benign towards those, who as human beings lead a life in holiness and faithfulness and selflessness.

It is over in all lands, not just in mock mercy seats of Rome and Dover, for you snakes and blackadders and reptiles, who never ever went for the one good God and His covenant the extra mile!

It is judgement time, and you were stupid enough, as you feel so superior with your delusion and
obsession of your secret ark, to build all your foundations on sand with a bloodthirsty black magic
wand and a heavy coat of wizardry leather, that is as heavy as the accumulated weight of your victims over time, whom you lured into your various sacrificial cult places of the secretly occult.

Of course, under your stupid cone leather hat you wanted to believe that the ark is the answer and the creed of your secret continuation of your golden calf worship;

and to this very day you think you only need your poisonous and hallucinogenic potions or your victims's blood to drink after their mutilation and of murder and of every single sin to stink, and at your slaves in the naves to blink and you are invincible and win!


Let me tell you now that before I rendered with the one good God's help powerless the pharao and his golden cow, God showed me His peace and truth in its most glorious light, and He told me to test the evildoers with a set of stone crafted commandments,

and keep His blessings for the true followers concealed in a separate message, so that the Messiah could show, how far removed from the truth the traitors of the covenant really are;

as only the Messiah would know the true extent of every sin and sinner and their crime against humanity and would share with the true human beings, who called upon and followed selflessly the Messiah's help, all that is necessary to bring them into safety.'

Moses continues:'And, of course, then, there are those of you opportunists amongst the beasts, who would painstakingly insist on every letter and number to be reinterpreted in favour of every more bribery and property and territory promising X-Saviour,

and who would write a new rule even for a mule to every feast, and even poison the bread and wine's yeast, so that every pew could be turned into a devil's den, and if that also failed, the organised


criminals had the repentant souls tailed and smeared them with real criminals' fouls!'

Moses, now even more enraged, as he is no longer encaged and holds up into every heretic pope's, chief rabbi's and Khalif's and imam's face the proof of their crimes from their shared hidden and forbidden roof of idolatry worship:

'Your heresy and blasphemy are now the least of your worries, as Interpol has intercepted your blackhole cash and every trafficking cargo of human beings, organs, drugs and weaponry, and I deliver you now personally to every port of authority accordingly to the summons that have been made internationally for your arrest individually and collectively!

And, by the way, I never ever promised you an easy journey, as life under your hidden ritual knife is just not like that! It was you, who made life a misery, even back then, with your own family, as you subscribed against the one good God's simple law to share with your one God given wife a life in bliss!

And what did you do?! Killed even Abraham and Sarah, Jesus Christ and Mary Magdala,  Ali and Fatima -I mean, are you that blind and deaf and lame that you did not at the right time see, hear and follow the Saviour and His wife?! 

You rather kill still innocent babes, and mothers and fathers and brothers and sisters and wish upon them evil and blisters and want to make holy women's wombs into tombs?! You fools! You steal footstools and copycat a doormat and doorpost and play to blood sacrifices and orgies a host!

You indulge in polygamy, and thus destroy holy matrimony, you whore around and declare heresy
and blasphemy as a 'faith' - and with a gong, bell or chime you even more so like a hypocrit and original beast sound, who belongs, where it once came from - in its own underground!

Slither back into your wormholes, ye evil moles, who steal from the public koffers everywhere, even in a Hackney Road post office as a churchwarden, their paymaster to mercenary doles...It is high time that you rats hand back to the countries you stole from your bounty and admit that you also belong to the Order of the Toad, who teamed up with top gear to instil in victims and whistleblowers fear and try to escape now via many a freemasonry and Templar connection into some offshore country or poverty stricken county!

I will catch up with you, let me tell you that! As I know, how you tick and I even your DNA from your lick on the stamp and signature on the borrowed pen in the postoffice your fingerprint on an anonymous blackmailing letter match!

Same old game, ye are playing, all ye snakes and blackadders and golden calf, ox and cow worshippers and crocodiles and beasts, and I end now your blood feasts, and none of you anything anymore offshore unchallegendly takes! 

Not in my name, and the Messiah is onto you with His eternal wife, and they return to you your every long forgotten rotten stone! And no longer in working order, not even across the border to Antigua or France is your toad order! Nor that of the Orang Utan or that of the Black Pelican nor that of the voodoo lodge nor that of the ones, who everywhere as billionaires the airfares and bus tickets dodge!

And the ark - well, you better your friend Yussuf in Bishopsgate and London Wall and on Petticoat Lane tell that no longer is working his silencing and death threat spell! And neither he nor you, get anymore bribery nor property from Shell! Needless to say that you are to them one hell of a liability, and even the archbishop of Canterbury and the Popes in Rome had a hard time to get out of this one in deniability...'















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