Time is up, by Mother Sigrid Eliora Kuck

Time is up, by Mother Sigrid Eliora Kuck

Time is up,

by Mother Sigrid Eliora Kuck

In Jesus Christ's heavenly nation there are only holy souls, no matter, what their colour or blood type, physical appearance or human conditions.

[ And evil intented beings are being kept out, and left to their own device, as they only ever give even to themselves in their own obsessions and delusions the wrong and heretical and always criminal advice, that leads ultimately even in the dark underworld within every land of the earth to their own legal demise, as there comes the point, where all ventures joint built on sand againt each other rise even with poison in the poisson or cup in a desecrated devil's church kitchen heart, as all secret societies and witches' covens and druids and charlatanes of any kind want all controll and act against everybody as mole and spy and spread for their degree one too many at the same time a lie and do eventually in the wrong place at the wrong time the truth and their every lie and crime alike deny and still once too often kill and the wrong adversaries, who were actually their former allies for their own gain or survival on every vice defy - it's only complicated in the evil dark world of the ones, who are obsessed with their ritual knives and blood purity, and it is about time that society on the whole finds out that they have been taken for a ride by many a self-pompous majesty, who are actually their own sad jester and heretical infester and God's patience tester - but now there is not even for any golden calf or cow anymore left in any shore a safe haven for their blackhole to hide, as suddenly even a former ruler and candidate for throne does finally in Jesus Christ personally confide, and in Mary Magdalene incarnate - amazing, what a song can do sung in silence inaudibly from heaven with a holy prayer - brings back even without a post many a once unholy strayer, and an eye keeps on every returning repentant soul a very serious keeper of God's secrets, who once upon a time was also a bricklayer and knows all about the rock solid foundation of a marriage made in heaven by God and he never doubted for an instant that Mary Magdalene was not Jesus Christ's of truth and God's Infinite light's rod but he thinks that everybody, who blood drinks, is not sound in their mind and should not run a country nor sit on a throne and should certainly not be a counsel or judge or doctor or nurse or teacher or pseudo-priestly drone, and, for God's sake, ye witches and demonesses, clear up your messes also at the Walsingham and other shrines - as you have been blamed and named and shamed also by your own former house swines - well, well, hear, hear, near must be God with Jesus Christ, as even free of poison are lately the wines, and,by the way, Mary Magdalene also does no longer any of your curses and evil incantations take but takes you to task by ripping off your faces your secret society mask, and she knows also, who put poison in the Sunday morning flask. And for the persistent offernders, no matter your rank: If you are a proven prank, male or female, I see you in court one way or another, either from heaven or somewhere on earth, as you have the longest time threatened holy souls at their own kitchen hearth with taking their lives with your stupid ritual knives. You no longer rule the world from behind the scenes in your parallel universe that is never covered with stars but only evermore with permanent scars from your sins against our kins, and you will have to stand trial also for every evil deed and phial that you forgot to mention to God so conveniently and with yourself leniently. And from now on, ye every spiritual con, you may pour yourself a cup of creamed tea, as no longer will play your former slave your elf, as time for the truth and for justice for all holy souls is up. Yup. ]

And, by the way, Ziggy won't answer you anymore in any heretical shore, as she gave up that name, when an unholy dame under her name tried to put on it shame and false blame - courtesy of many a beast that is now tame that has now confessed that it messed around in every shore, so that Sigrid Eliora could not speak out the truth - but she did so anyway, as she is not intimidated by threats nor bribed by laud or property or money - and she did it especially in the knowledge that at least two of her friends were killed because of her speaking out, many tortured and threatened and framed and also taken and still being held hostage even, when they are posting a letter and are checked, for how much was the postage. And then, every devil and witch and den wonders, why God does constantly at them with Jesus Christ shout?! Your hell is over from Rome to Dover and around the globe, ye evildoers, also those, who perform their underworld on stage and cause with subliminal messages like tomatoes blood rage under the disguise of music and art - and finance with bribery the local witches covens' and every cold oven in a bloodthirsty building with a pretend cross and a pyramid roof with numerous a tart wearing a devil's hoof on the stepping stone, and on Thursdays their secret society cone, when they think that the vicar is out alone and does his grief in their bar drown - wrong brief?!

REPENT, REPENT, REPENT!

Not just in Lent - no, evildoers must from now on fast and bear the world's cross that they upon the world inflicted themselves bear and each other the wolves' fur shear, and can their own mark only evermore openly wear for all to see, as evildoing shows even in the face, once God has set His eye to an evil eye and showed His disgrace, and suddenly all rush out to meet the Sabbath Queen, but she is not  on snakes and  hypocrits keen, who even stole cans of Mr Sheen and a baby blanket from a church from the lurch, and she no longer any excuses nor curses takes but the confidence even of the highest monster shakes, when she now her unannounced anonymous appearance from the big silence makes.

Best wishes,

Sigrid

Farewell, those of you, who like it too much in their own hell, and who like to desecrate and lie and spy in a building with a bell. I have at least until now lived even your last and full names to the authorities to tell. And make that also some people connected to a more than empty shell. Alles klar?! I don't accept donations, neither as cheque, nor in cash nor in bar. As  I do not believe in charities that feed at the cost of lives lost or steal even the food stamps in the post and facilitate bribery and own expensive property and hold back food and money and especially spread with donation money heresy. And I do not frequent a secret society in a bar, nor do I want to be a celebrity, as I believe in the holiness of God's every star and that has nothing to with celebrity but all with integrity and heavenly authority to speak the truth - you only have to live it and stop being a git. And somebody just for the last time a cigarette alone lit but rather returns to his wife, where he belongs and helps her put wrong right and to hand back to the senders every of their stone. Unless, of course, he is still busy to play his own evil and stupid clone.

Dance, dance, wherever you may be,
I AM the Lord of the Dance, says he,
James and John, make it El Eljon but
take to court some Jon, who has a lot
to answer for, and not just him, as
all, who wore in any shore a secret society
cone will find themselves out of any bookshelves
and so very, very alone.





Tenta o Develesko Famalia
Kangeri o Develeskero Ceadda/Cill Naomh Ceadda/ Roma Abbey of St Chad/
The key to God's eternal home is through Jesus Christ as the eternal cornerstone of QUSHTA, the truth alone, under God's blue dome.
In the Name of the Father, the Son and of the Holy Spirit, in the Name of the Holy Trinity may you live and speak the truth and dwell in its heavenly peace also on earth, wherever you are, at your kitchen hearth. AKATHISTOS, AKATHISTOS, AKATHISTOS, for IESOUS CHRISTOS! OPRE! GELEM! GELEM!
Cill Naofa Ros/Roma Abbey of the Holy Rose/Kangeri Develesko Roazius

Posted by Sigrid Eliora Kuck