You may have heard about the prophecy before now, but you're probably being bombarded by Christians and end of the world doomsayers and I'll be you've even peeked at the videos on YouTube predicting the end of life as you know it -- or at least considering no need to celebrate Halloween this year because there will be no Halloween since the Red Dragon will devour the child born of the woman clothed with the Sun as written in the 12th chapter of Revelations in the Bible. With our modern technology we can see what St. John living on the Isle of Patmos dreamt and put down in writing of the End of Days. Everyone has stuck their oar in to propel us toward the end of life as well know it and Hollywood has produced more than a few movies based on St. John's Apocalypse. William Blake had a different vision of the woman clothed with the sun with the moon at her feet and painted his version, which was also included in a Hollywood movie based on a thriller writer's fear porn in Red Dragon.
Let's face it, mankind has an active and very vivid imagination. How else could mankind be held in thrall, heart stuttering in their chest in time with the chattering of their teeth as collectively mankind has pondered the mysteries sent down by God?
Maybe mankind should have kept its eyes on the sky and looked at what was written in the stars.
The best way to mark a point in time before there were clocks and watches and other time keeping devices was to keep time by marking the planetary, solar and lunar alignments so there would be no doubt. The time of the woman clothed with the sun (Sun in the constellation of Virgo) is now. Today in fact. Wherever you live on Earth the conjunction of Jupiter emerging from the sign of Virgo, which happens once every 7000 years, is happening or has already happened above you. Even though your view of the celestial reality will not change when it happens, at least you will finally realize what has happened . . . or you can go to Google Sky or JPL's website and download their software to watch the sky and tune in for yourself. Jupiter has been going back and forth in what is purportedly Virgo's womb for 9 months, the length of a human pregnancy, and will finally emerge from between Virgo's putative legs and go along its normal course, spinning through its circuit around the sun. Since Google Sky has censored the spot where Jupiter will emerge to keep us poor humans from seeing the Red Dragon waiting to devour Jupiter as it emerges (or the man child being born of Virgo's celestial body). No doubt the man child, in this case, Jupiter, the king of planets, is the man child, although there are those who will claim Jesus Christ is the man child and this heralds his second coming (doubtful since Jesus Christ never existed as a man or a god, although Titus Flavius, Roman Emperor during the time of Christ's supposed earthly birth of a virgin -- a different virgin than the constellation of Virgo the virgin in the heavens -- would have it written differently since the Flavians, particularly Titus, originated the story of Christ, the Messiah of the Jews who was a peaceful man and urged all believers to turn the other cheek when they were struck by their enemies, and who was quoted as saying that all believers should render unto Caesar what is Caesar's). If you will persist in praying to and rendering all to Roman fiction of a Redeemer that never existed -- unless you count bowing the head and giving all to Caesar as was his due 2000 years ago -- then do as you will. It is your choice and no amount of stuffing painted canvas into your gullet will change that as it did not change Thomas Harris's Red Dragon when he ate William Blake's Red Dragon. He would have been far more successful if he had carved the tattooed Red Dragon from his back and eaten that instead. In short, a lie that has persisted for 2000 years and to whom billions of believers have sacrificed their free will and their sanity at times is not so easily slain.
Believe what you will, the facts have been in front of you all your life and more data emerge about what life was like long after the visitors left and long before you were sold a lie meant as propaganda to pacify a group of people intent on doing things their way -- or at least the way their invisible God advised them to go -- and which for 2000 years has been the source of so much violence, death, and destruction, resulting in the worship of a false god masquerading as the alter ego of a Roman family of emperors in order to gain and maintain control and pacify a region full of stiff-necked Hebrews who refused to bow to anyone but their invisible god.
The time is now. The clock has struck the hour. What remains is what will be left when mankind comes to its collective senses, gets off their knees, and stop worshiping a man long gone to dust and a man that never was and never will come again because he never came the first time. Like much of the history you believe, history is the tool of the conqueror. You can be conquered much easier than Francis Dolarhyde ate the paper version of Blake's Red Dragon and the woman clothed with the sun. Keeping it down will be far more difficult as long as you believe lies and keep lying to yourself, your family, and your children. Canvas, especially painted canvas on a prime surface likely infused with lead paint, will kill you as quickly as poisoned knife in your heart and far more painfully if you manage to choke it down. The alternative is converting to Judaism with their version of truth and lies or becoming a Muslim based on a lie and propagated by the violence when not engaged in the more peaceful destruction and slow death of taqiyya, embodied by icons like Barack Obama and Linda Sarsour. Forget Trump, you have far bigger and more lethal enemies vying for your mind and your life and they have propagandists as good as the Travian emperors who foisted their version on us first.
As for me, give me truth and no more fear porn or lies. I've costumes to design for Halloween for my grandchildren.
That is all. Disperse.
