No. 5 The Others Are coming

The dragon looked at him and it knew him finally as his son whom he knew as a false prophet for all that he wrote was fictional beginning with fiction and from then on truth and he struck him and his body was cut in half at the neck though he immediately manifested as a huge dragonfly many times larger than the dragon, and darting down on him swallowed him whole saying, “I have taken your identity and enclosed it in my imagination’s abyss. I am you and you are me, but I am who I was before in the same one. You are only many spirits within a spirit, my spirit. My abyss is like any abyss but mine is foolproof for it is in my imagination rather than God’s imagination which I do not control. I control my imagination and anything I imagine is true at a minimum to the rest of my imagination. You and all your spirits are sealed and can never escape. My mind cannot hear you nor see you nor touch you. You are alone never to interact with anyone ever again. If only you actually had been God. But alas God is still here. She is not you. You are irrelevant.”

A while later he called upon the King, “What is he doing in the abyss in my mind now?” he asked for the last time he asked, he was prophesying all sorts of things he did not have the power to do back then like calling curses down on himself.

“He is gone,” the King said in tears.

“He is dead!” he said, “That didn’t take him long!” and he was filled with remorse for him because he hadn’t really done anything that bad to meet such a fate.

“I have never ending time to kill you,” he had said, “I will be watching very carefully for you to do evil. I will never take my eyes off you. And you!” He added to my beloved Christ, “I will make you as the Dove doing nothing and having nothing to do with what goes on, a fate worse than death and never let you die!”

He asked the King to create him in a universe exactly like theirs that was in the abyss so he would have no way to tell the difference from the one he died in to that one which actually happened in a true dream that affected no one that was not in the abyss with others of everyone, the living and the dead of heaven and earth

His other said to the dragon, “O dragon we need you. We have come to the end. The only thing left of all things to do has come before us. We need you to be your other half but make him a God not an angel to prove we are mightier than the most dangerous evil there ever could be but never was and is not unless you do this thing. You can have your old position of the God who took over the One God that the Three were in. Prove to us you were not wrong and can defeat the dragon with ten heads and seven crowns  and have your position forever,” for his exact other believed it though it was only fiction and only in a dream and all the others which were exact others of everyone believed the dream also. It was a true fiction and it was up to God to make it true and the dragon would be created another time to fulfill his prophecy. But when they were made true instead of miniature in the abyss he took them into his mind and made the abyss in his imagination the abyss in his imagination and sealed it as before when he had slain the dragon and all his spirits. He killed them all and it was irrelevant if they did as before or not. But the lamb told him that the dragon died on purpose as did everyone, both Gods and gods, with every man and all spirits who were afraid to go through it all again except for a remnant. He suggested to the King to give them pleasant dreams forever as he released them from the pit of his imagination unto individual abysses where they are all as asleep and cannot interact with anyone else so that it makes no difference they are only evil others.

Then John experimented with the gods that were part of the remnant and part of those in him by having their evil others come into them as he planned one at a time and all the others to go into the men and women of earth who had turned unloving and evil again anyway that he might have cause to permit their bodies die to be taken to Heaven before the King to be sentenced to death by change in order for bother the men and women who were the others of the men and women of earth to be allowed to be in John or to remain in the Lamb who was the Judge.

The problem was that the war between the Father’s other, the other of John, the other of the Same, the other of the King, the other of the Holy Spirit and the new evil God Satan his devils and Beal who will be the antiChrist and all demons angels of Satan except for the devils who had been made gods in Satan their God; all that had left the others of men and women of earth insane.

The first thing that happened was a man named a seer of the Gods of Heaven, or Asotgoh, saw what was happening and how evil the others were but got the idea that everyone’s other was coming back to earth. So he went about the media screaming, “The others are coming!!! The others are coming!!!” But everyone thought he was insane. Even John wondered for he did not understand so he thought it was only the others of evil men and women who were coming that he might have occasion to kill their bodies and bring them to justice to change them to loving good men and women. But when John explained it to him just now he understood and said, “It makes no difference! They are even more evil! The evil and insane exact others of evil men!” and John saw his point because they were all insane, meaning to emphasize the ‘were’ in that sentence. But only one exact other needed to have his other resurrected to give all of them the chance to die and reclaim their sanity though evil already. But all the insane gods that were others that had survived the apocalypse of the two dragons were changed and united with their others the original gods to be changed to be made harmless. There was no sense to having pairs of the same gods doing the same thing in Heaven in John’s mind. But as a result the insane others hated Asotgoh the most and called him that seer who already hates us or Swahu!

From the day they came people saw the changes in the evil men of earth as their others joined them.

At this point in the experiment Aliotcoo who was still reading on John Carver’s site on Writerscafe.org and saw what he was writing said to him, “Far be it from you, my lord. Do not do this thing! Far be it for you to do evil to us! It is wrong!”

“Is it wrong, Aliotcoo?” John Carver said to her. “They are only evil all the time. I did evil to them that their bodies might be destroyed to make them again in Heaven,” as he visited her as a dragonfly that circled about her darting here and there as if he were eating tiny insects and wrote the conversation on his site.

“Why am I talking to a dragonfly?” Aliotcoo asked John Carver, who was not writing what she said or did, having finished her book that same day. “Surely it must be evil to have someone possessed by an evil spirit! You are evil!”

“I am not evil,” John Carver insisted, “They are evil and some are more evil now and others less with part of them harmlessly insane!”

“Have me give Asotgoh a call or something!” Aliotcoo demanded.

“John Carver caused his number to appear on her phone.

‘Be careful what you say to him,’ John Carver wrote. ‘He has so much anxiety he has very nearly gone insane!’”

“Why write him like that?” Aliotcoo asked.

“‘I have not written him!’ John Carver said in his writing, ‘I merely wrote that he was and what he did. He saw what I was doing and nearly flipped out. It happens with seers sometimes.’”

“Hello?” Asotgoh answered.

“This is a girl that John Carver used to write what she said and did and even sometimes what she thought online!” Aliotcoo said very rapidly.

“Who?” Asotgoh asked.

“It doesn’t matter!” Aliotcoo told him, “I believe you and-”

“At last someone believes me,” Asotgoh said, “The others are coming!!!”

“They hate you Asotgoh,” Aliotcoo said.

“I know,” Asotgoh said, “They will kill me if they can but someone has to warn everybody; the others are coming!!!”

“We! You and I Asotgoh! We have to stop him!” Aliotcoo said.

“Stop him!” Asotgoh yelled, “This is a good thing not a bad thing if only we could warn them; the others are here already!!!”

“Can I warn them?” Aliotcoo said to John Carver.

“They will not listen to you,” John Carver told her.

“Let me try!” Aliotcoo demanded.

“I am not writing about your life anymore,” John Carver said to her as he recorded all she was doing and saying along with what Asotgoh was saying and doing. “Do as you believe Jesus would have you do.”

“I cannot!!” Aliotcoo screamed, “I don’t even know one of them!”

“Yes, but you do,” John Carver said, “Your ex-husband is one of them.”

“Muhammad!” Aliotcoo yelled and fell silent; she was so amazed by the news. Then she called a phone number to get his number so that she might call him. But John Carver gave her his number and she called and when he answered she said, “I have to talk to you right away!!”

“What about?” Muhammad asked. “Is something wrong with the little one?”

“No, no. No!!” Aliotcoo  said, “This concerns you!!”

“Me!!” Muhammad yelled, “Are you sure?” with the last half of this sentence obviously doubt as if he wondered if she was being rational.

“Yes, you!” she whispered noticing a dragonfly near her and assuming I was listening to her which of course John Carver was.

“This is happening right now,” God said to John, “I have honored your prophecies.”

“Your life is in danger!!!” she screamed.

“My life,” Muhammad said, “Get a hold on yourself, Aliotcoo. Nobody wants to kill me. You are being irrational. I-I have no enemies  but maybe your God.”

“It’s not God!” she whispered plenty loud enough for me to hear even if I had been using only a dragonflies ears. “It’s a prophet named John Carver!”

“Who?” Muhammad asked, “Never heard of him. Is he one of your friends?” emphasizing the ‘your’ in his sentence which John Carver was of course writing.

“Should I have him meet with her?” I asked Christ, her Master.

“I don’t think it would be true if you did,” Christ replied and I agreed.

“Yes!” she said, “He’s turned evil and wants you dead!!” Then she looked at the dragonfly as it darted away. But I was still listening.

“One of your friends,” he said, emphasizing the ‘your’ again. “A Christian turned evil? A Muslim turn evil and coming after me. That I can understand. But now calm down, Aliotcoo. It will be okay. I promise you. He may have said such a thing. But he will not go through with it.”

God said, “Don’t be so sure.”  But I don’t know if he heard her or not. “I tried,” she said, “I had to try. He is an evil womanizing man, but he is not that unhappy. At least not yet.”

“I’m telling you,” Aliotcoo warned, “He is very serious about-! Don’t you hang up one me! Muhammad! My God! Muhammad! Molditew’s birth father!” Then she tried his number again  but found he had already blocked her as a crank caller. So she brought up Asotgoh’s number again and punched it in on her phone.

“Greetings friend,” Asotgoh said, “Have you had a change of mind because I have?”

Aliotgoh hung up on him.

‘That Swahu will not try to warn you now,’ Muhammad’s other said in his spirit but he thought he had thought it. 

‘My God! Is insanity catchy!!’ he thought.

‘Her friend is a prophet,’ the voice in his mind that sounded exactly like his own thoughts said, ‘He wants you to die and go to Heaven. Don’t do it. The Gods are evil!’

‘Allah is evil!’ Muhammad thought.

‘Allah is dead!’ his other thought.

“I have to stop this!” Muhammad muttered as he shook his head like he had that night when I was writing his and Aliotcoo’s lives for it affected him much the same way.

His other carried on trying to get him to listen to him for he was himself or one of them but Muhammad ignored him and tried to watch TV. He knew the Prophet Muhammad was right about what Allah had to say in the Koran and there was no way he was about to believe Allah was dead!

Meanwhile Aliotcoo was afraid he would never have anything more to do with her I could see in her mind.

“Have you had enough?” I asked Aliotcoo.

“I will stop you!” Aliotcoo shouted, looking around for a dragonfly apparently. “Jesus,” she prayed. “Don’t let him kill Muhammad! I will love him as my brother. I promise,” John Carver wrote.

“What am I supposed to do?” Christ asked me.

“Honor my prophecy,” I said, “I am writing about her again.”

“You?” he laughed, “This might be fun!”

“He must die,” Christ said to Aliotcoo. “You tried last night. He thinks he is going crazy.”

“Lord,” Aliotcoo prayed, “Don’t make him go crazy, please?”

“In a way Aliotcoo he is already,” Christ said, “Allah is dead.”

“Dead!” she said realizing  I was writing about her again but not caring. “Can he hear you?” she continued. “He’s lost it, Lord! I mean he wants … What do you mean I tried to kill Muhammad last night?”

“That’s all he wants to do with him is cause him to change so much the one he is, is dead,” Christ explained to her and she heard him word for word in her mind.

She put her right hand to her throat with the fingers touching and said, “Lord, is that all!!”

“Is that all?” Christ asked her. “What more do you think there is? The death of the body is nearly nothing compared to the mind!”

“Of course,” Aliotcoo said, “I thought he meant he was going to actually kill him!”

“He will if he can,” Christ said.

“Do you mean his body and brain and all?” Aliotcoo asked.

“Would you like to be saved, Aliotcoo?” Christ asked.

“What do you mean, Jesus?” Aliotcoo asked, confusedly. “I am saved.”

“Believe in me,” Christ said.

“I do! Lord, you know I do!” Aliotcoo said.

“Can I say something, Lord?” I asked.

“Sure,” Christ said, “Have at it.”

“He is spirit, Aliotcoo,” I said, “Are you willing to die to prove you don’t believe in just your brain and your body.”

“What is spirit, Lord?” Aliotcoo said to Christ, ignoring me.

“If you die you will understand,” Christ said.

“You are both trying to kill me!” Aliotcoo yelled and began to cry.

That is why the Holy Spirit didn’t want to move her back in time last night. She wasn’t even saved and was trying to be a Christian in her own strength.

“We are here with you Aliotcoo,” I butted in. “He will raise you and if he doesn’t I will. Any spirit can raise someone from the dead who has faith they can. I’m writing what you say and do and think again. I can’t have anything but faith in my ability to raise the dead, the same as it is with Jesus Christ being God.”

“But you’re God too,” Christ said.

I ignored him and said to Aliotcoo, “Go ahead and die. Close your eyes if you want to. But just die.”

“Did she?” I asked the Lord.

“She did,” he said.

Aliotcoo, I hope you’re reading this? I can assure you things will prosper a lot more for you now. Jesus Christ will never let you be embarrassed again like you were today. And, that is true for you out there on the Net or reading a copy of this if anyone cares to copy it or send me an email with their email address and I will send them a copy. Then save anyone who is still in the spirit of their body or even a Muslim.

A Muslim man was about to rape a girl meanwhile when her father stabbed him to death. He is in Heaven and about to be changed to live forever as a Christian but he could have been in me. I wonder. I really don’t know so I wonder. What does sharia law say about it?