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The parable of the "elite" have no idea of who they're fucking with
Two thousand years ago, a man who would be King of the earth, incarnated into human form, by the will of the Originator-Creator-Oversoul (OCO). This would-be King had to experience the theology of suffering personally to become the compassionate King that OCO wanted. This man experienced many difficult things, very hard to put into words, nonetheless He tried to teach twelve men His secrets, to pass along to the masses. His parting words, upon death, were, “There are certain evil ‘Lords’ that OCO has in charge of this reality, for a very good reason, to teach you similar difficult things that you need to learn, as I did. Their ways are not pleasant, but you all will be better in the end for the experiences, learn discipline, and become better assistants for the completion work I have yet to finish. These evil ‘Lords’ are tasked with being hard on people, but not too hard, lest I implement my right to DESTROY them all. I leave that final destruction decision to you twelve.”
The world became very dark over two millennia, as the people sort of forgot their power, gave it to the evildoers too much, but the light of the message of the twelve was never extinguished completely. A small few reminded the masses of who really was the power, as the message was sorely needed after the year 2020, when an intentional mass genocide plan was implemented.
Since the abusive “leaders” went way over the top, the message spread quickly. Many order followers switched sides.
The masses joined the reformed order-followers, to hunt down the elite and execute justice. Surrounded and about to be destroyed, the elite sent a distress signal to the rightful King of the earth, expecting assistance to prevent their own annihilation.
The King soon arrived to earth with hordes of supernatural warriors. The King issued orders for ALL humans to stand down from attacking His elite, for they were only in power due to His allowance. A human king named Rothschild smugly said to the masses, “See, we only serve OCO and it is you, who will now face divine wrath.” After all, he continued, “If you can’t take a little bloody nose, maybe you ought to go back home and crawl under your bed. It’s not safe out here. It’s wondrous, with treasures to satiate desires both subtle and gross. But it’s not for the timid.”
But the true King said, “No, you misunderstand, underlord Rothschild. My wives are still on the earth, and they sent me a message years before you did.”
The King coninud, “I have assessed the situation, and I agreed to intervene, once the masses became aware enough to risk all to destroy your evil. I am only ordering the masses of humanity to stand down, because I want the pleasure of utterly destroying you stupid elite myself. I had left you somewhat in charge, to do a delicate but difficult job. My judgment is that you have utterly failed, are beyond usual means, and there is only one fitting thing to do to you all.”
“What exactly is that?” underlord Rothschild asked.
“What say you, my dear, Denise,” the King said.
A woman with long flowing red hair and deep blue eyes stepped forward. “I think the Hulk has already demonstrated the best action.”
Denise continued, “Their evil will be blasted into oblivion, through a series of incarnations into biological avatars, to experience the other side of what they have done. They will learn the true definition of the words love, truth, justice. The words of E plebnista must apply to our enemies, the comms, as well as the yangs.”
“You speak words of wisdom, my Aeon Sophia,” the King said.
“Thank you, my dear,” Sophia-Denise said. “But we both know, the Archons must be defeated, similarly to how Kirk defeated the chief Archon, Landru, in 1967. The Archons have always been our mortal enemies.
Underlord Rothschild cocked his head slightly, and spoke with stunted words, “Do you two always talk in confusing nonsense?”
“Metaphor talk is the clearest form of communication OCO ever created,” Sophia-Denise said. “How is it you do not understand? Perhaps you need to watch more Star Trek?”
The underlord nodded his head slowly and grinned ever so slightly. “I do not fully understand, one named Kirk. But the Holy words will be obeyed. I swear it.”