ANCIENT  BEGINNINGS  The Scribes and the Star Languages   Each of these helpers was made known to me through fate, until all eight of us were assembled. We held clandestine meetings and shared our inner knowledge finding warmth and comfort with each other as increasingly, the palace became a hostile home. We drew upon papyrus sheets the symbology of God and tucked these in our garments at night for safe keeping. Dearest ones, I had become a prisoner within the palace. The guards were as spies to spy upon me, the priests were hatching schemes and my life was running out. My wife came to me for comfort and I found much solace in her arms. Like Christ after me, I knew of the suffering that I would endure but none-the-less, was frustrated by the shortcomings of man. She held me each night until my death. She was indeed a goddess of love upon this planet. There was a temple that the faithful had hewn out of rock that stood some one hundred metres from the palace wall, for it was an underground temple which was illuminated from a great crystal of light. A small passage way had been dug from the Pharaoh's quarters to this small, but significant place. For I would be buried there and my scribes along with me. The priesthood had not taken kindly to the conversion of the lower classes and sought ways to heave me from my throne. The army was not in my favour as its dearest Commander had fell to the murderers of the hierarchy. Is it not still of this way on Earth that those in power are behind the throne and control all others as puppets to their end? My popularity was not immense, though change had occurred as the spark of illumination was being spread through the temples of the Sun God. The food to feed the hungry and the easing of labour was still to be found. It was not forthcoming. I could not control the bankers or merchants of this time. Money had already taken hold as the new God amongst man. The populace would not rise up to my defense if called upon. I knew of this in my heart. We eight met, each night in the temple of Ra. We gave thanks to our Higher Selves for guidance and our many friends, the Masters as we knew them. Some came forth in holographic form and would sit and encourage us and make us laugh. Much healing and faith was given and we pledged allegiance to our cause. To bring forth the symbology of God which would act upon the subconscious of mankind and stimulate a change of consciousness. We looked upon the temple walls and began hewing into the rock such glyphs and languages as was necessary. We did not choose the language of our time for fear of it being discovered and twisted to suit who ever was in power. For words can be twisted but images not. :: next ::

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