Chapter 20: Birth @Wanga Nabongo
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PAUL WAS IN HIS LAST DAY of the term-break, where he went-back to school tomorrow.
… he was composed since his ‘breakdown’ last-Friday – of the succession of Bad-Lucks of Unlucky-Friday where ‘both’ Fr Brown and the-6 months-in-coma rhino at the zoo died… and that-evening too, Kitty jumped the wall and-ran-away…
… he was ‘collected’ in his fractured-and-torn emotions rollercoasting of-that Friday … cos’ the Saint Adiyogi from the heavens of Hinduism-Samsara realm had come into Paul’s dream to ‘comfort’ him with TM-meditation. For 3-days, the teen practiced what he ‘learnt’ in his dreams, and ‘applied in his waking-hours. when he was left ‘home-alone’…
… to attain a ‘balance’ of inner-peace in-himself…
… by setting of scales the ‘Oneness-Right’ of the highest Satya-Yuga virtues in his-Soul – that he was taught TO PLAY ‘against’ his-Lizard-mind – that was into-the ‘darkest’ in practicing in-its Kali-Yuga, which had-weakened his-soul with negativity-emotions – of ‘wanting’ blood-and-retribution by ‘killing’ his devil twin…
… on the 4th-night, the saint taught Paul forgiveness, when the holy-entity took him to the Dome-Of-Souls to meet Fr Aloysius Brown’s soul… where Paul said sorry to the departed parish-priest ‘behind’ the glass-dome. The dead-spirits can’t communicate as they weren’t ‘allowed’ to speak with the ‘living’ OBE-inbetweener… but could ‘only ‘nod’ to Paul’s confession-of-contrition when the boy acknowledged the ‘guilt’…
… that he could have DONE ‘MORE’ as the Guardian-angel-Of-Perth, when Peter ‘confronted’ the 2 priest in the parish-house office…
… the saint and the inbetweener-teen next walked on Rainbow-Bridge where souls-Of-animals go when they die. They met the bull-rhinoceros, and Paul touched its horn and apologised for its-suffering when it was in-coma ‘after’ electrocuting it, at the-zoo. The beast ‘licked’ his-hand and walked-away, as it accepted the supe’s apology…
In his waking hours, he ‘too’ was comforted by Jane who called-him ‘once’ a day to keep in-touch during their term break – when he told her that Kitty had jumped-the-wall and ran-away… his girlfriend then-exclaimed ~ and told Paul that during the ‘abduction’ of Maggi-by-Albert Wang… her-dog, Piper came ‘too’…
… in its Lycan-Wolf-man form – to fight the shooting Evil-men at the godown. Then, after the successful ‘rescue’ of Maggi ~ Piper had asked Jane to set ‘him-free’ – as his ‘duty’ as Lone-Wolf should-continue in-Perth… and Jane can’t ‘cage’ him ‘forever’ ~ to ‘protect’ him from the Evil ‘lurking’ outside…
… so, on Wesak Day, Jane said her-goodbye ~ and set Piper to ‘his’ freedom…
Paul ‘too’ realised that Kitty’s running-away had its ‘purpose’ ~ which was TO BE with Jane’s dog, Piper… like in the-OTHER-PERTH – they were like the League-Of-Superheroes’ Pets … the duo of Shepsky-and-Belgium Malinois which came to SHS’ gymnasium to take-down and killed the armed Hajji, who terrorised the packed indoor-gym with blazing-guns…
Paul had ‘leant’ the concept of-Freedom to animals… it was same message as Adiyogi who taught him to HOW-TO ‘let-go’ every material-worries, but-instead to go climb-the-Everest where a plane-of-Self-Actualisation ‘resided’ in its peak… to seek the ‘true’ inner-peace…
…and through his TM-meditation, the ‘aura’ of-Paul said ‘goodbye’ to his dog…
‘… bye, my Fair-Lady… I’ll miss-you a lot… these 4-months when-you were with-me ~ ‘was’ the Best-Times of my-Life… I love you, girl… be-safe, I’ll pray for ‘angels-and-saints’ to watch over-you and Piper… you ‘both,’ go-forward and multiply before the Metatron Virus-Cometh…’
Paul was ‘listening’ to Jane saying that Maggi was still in-danger… and with Piper was ‘there’ in-case – the Evil-men ‘returned’ to harm-her-again. Jane was going on-and-on about Maggi in-danger with Alicia’s boyfriend, KC was in SHS…
Paul ‘too’ didn’t ‘tell’ her about Peter’s ‘attack’ in the parish-house, where Fr Brown ‘later’ died of heart-attack…
… he wanted to tell her ‘That’ face-to-face… when he ‘Met’ her in school – as Paul feared the riled-up Jane would go Kali-rogue… and do ‘something’ irrational ~ as warned by the Time-Traveller, John-See that Jane was 50-50, and should BE LEFT-BLIND to issues that ‘involved’ her Soulmate-For-2… with the ‘other-half,’ being Peter…
Paul joined her when they spoke of their beloved-pet dogs – where the Accident-Supes-Of-Perth had ‘set’ them to freedom ~ to continue ‘their’ instinctive-mission during The End-Times…
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… so ‘when’ the next-day – Paul was ‘least’ offended when his mom ‘scolded’ him that his dog ran-away cos’ he was careless TO ‘NOT’ chain Kitty-up after she went to-poop…
Paul was ‘quiet’…
‘… animals should ‘not’ be chained-not-caged in the Times of the Killer-animal-Virus, that was ‘prophesised’ to come soon… where animals should ‘breed’ to have the-numbers, so-to have a ‘fighting-chance’ for their survival before the Virus ‘extinct’ them…’
Peter was the ‘happiest’ when he heard the-news at the IKEA-table that his twin’s dog ‘had’ ran-away… with response of the Walker-House would from now-half ‘stink’ ~ but Paul was ‘not’ offended…
… IN-FACT, Paul mentally Forgave Peter’s puerile ‘low-level’ earthy-behaviours – which was without his-understanding of the bigger-stinking Picture of the-Doom-Day Apocalypse that was ‘yet’ TO-COME…
… but as a pet-lover, Paul was ‘hurt by Peter’s derogatory-slur – of calling Kitty a ‘dingo’… because his-dog had similar ‘yellow-furred’ coat as the Outback wild-dogs…
At the table, Caroline ‘shut-Peter-up’ and changed the topic… to remind that tomorrow – was Fr Aloysius Brown’s funeral Mass @St Michael and-instantly, Peter TOLD-OFF that he wasn’t attending, that made the inspector-mother and her-elder-Twin in row…
“… no-Mom, I’m ‘NOT’ GOING! I was there when it all happened… of the heart-attack, ugh … and the ‘loud’ ambulance, and all that-shit, damn ~ it’s traumatising for me… it would mentally affect my Tennis-training…’ Peter cried in-distressed voice…
Paul glared at the-devil making excuses-and-lies to Caroline… who was ‘left’ speechless when she ‘learnt’ that Peter was distraught by the-tragedy…
Eating his cereal, Paul glanced at Caroline…
‘… poor-Mom – you’re were fooled by his-Oscar worthy-performance… and, the devil got ‘away’ again – where he was the-One who ‘caused’ Fr Brown’s heart-attack yesterday at the parish-house…’
… he then glared at his devil-twin…
‘… ‘stop’ pretending… what ‘bloody-traumatised? – I saw you with no-remorse when the ‘loud’ ambulance left – you were at the side of the building… chatting on your phone with no repentance-nor-guilt, that you caused a priest to die…’
Whatever the-devil’s play ‘was’ in-POST-TREETON, Paul ‘forgave’ him… he let Peter ‘walk’… but was ‘keeping’ an-eye on his-whereabouts…
… Paul was halfway finishing-his-cereal… when he saw Peter saying to Caroline that he was going-out Tennis-training…
Paul ‘knew’ he was going to Anson-Courts… just-like in the OTHER-PERTH – ‘to’ the gambling clay-courts arena run by illegal ‘bookie,’ Chucky Miggs – who made money-and-fame for the 10-year Champ-Peter of The Inter-schools’ tourney in-that-realm…
… Paul ‘was’ there too, as an-able bodied-10-year-old ‘with’ a couple of the Irish-chumps – who-were the ones who shot the YouTube videos back-then for the-Channel – before the BMW-tragedy months-later…
… coincidently, before coming-out for breakfast, back-in the windowless-bedroom… Paul checked his iPhone for notifications… and stumbled on ‘Related-articles’ ads of What were the Top-videos in Perth – and he ‘saw’ Peter in the thumbnail-photo in the-list…
… Paul clicked it – that brought back to Peter’s ‘defunct’ YouTube Channel of 3-years-ago since the road-accident ~ now revamped BIGGER-AND-BETTER in HD-Quality entries …
… the obese-teen was watching 10-minutes of the highlights of a more than 3-hours bout in Anson-Court on Thursday – where 3-players who played a-set ‘each’ to ‘beat’ his-twin, but they-each ‘lost’.
Cyborg-Peter was dominant-and-formidable under the floodlight, wearing All-Red with a tight-jersey that his-sweat clung onto the 6-abs of his athletic-body, like of the cover of Inside-Sports magazine.
He was also wearing a ‘sleek’ eye-googles, and was using his new-Babolat racquet that Tom-Harris ‘presented’ for-his 13th birthday – and, the-devil with the Black metal-arm was ‘crushing’ it awesome-spectacular… in ‘highlights’ of the abbreviated-edited 10-minutes video…
Paul subscribed to the Channel – to ‘keep’ an eye to track of ‘what’ the-devil’s outdoor activities were. He was wowed by the HD video’s big-budget production value and edits – and knew ‘someone’ was backing the-devil’s Tennis-campaign…
… Peter did mention at Parish-house about some group that was sponsoring him… and, told the late-Fr Brown to ‘call-his-manager,’ so that the Church could piggyback and be ‘famous’ too-if ‘backed’ his Cyborg-fame…
… while Peter was ‘bragging’ at Fr Brown’s office – Paul cringed in-embarrassment with his twin boastfulness, as he was a show-off by-nature, who was dilutional that he claimed that he was the ‘world’s best’ before any-attempt to that-glory. Now, that the parish-priest had ‘passed’ – Paul wanted to ‘know’ who were Peter’s sponsors …
… the-teen zoomed into Peter’s thumbnail photo… to ‘read’ his Red-jersey ~ it was a logo of ‘Est-8 Grp’.
Paul had ‘not’ heard of THE GROUP…
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The next day, Caroline and Paul drove to St Michaels Church to attend Fr Brown’s Funeral-Mass. Paul’s jawdropped when he saw the entire compound carpark was in full-capacity… and Caroline had to park the-Audi along the main road-outside – as many parishioners came that-Sunday to attend their-late parish priest death-mass…
He wheelchaired to the church main-gate where the grounds were bustling-busy of human-activities – as the church-pews inside were ‘also’ in full-capacity… and everyone who was late had to sit outside on plastic-chairs at a-given area in the carpark, that was fitted with a big LED screen that projected the Mass which happened-inside.
Caroline who was pushing the wheelchair on the gravelled church-ground, when she received a miss-call. Paul saw someone in the plastic-chair seated crowd waving at her ~ it was Tom Harris… calling her ‘over,’ as he had reserved a chair for-her…
The Church funeral Mass had commenced as sharp-8 AM... and the Walkers were more than 5-minutes late… which Fr Ferdinand Reynolds-OF-St Fatima conducted the-service. Paul sat nearby-behind in the crowd that Tom-and-Carol were seated with – the teen’s mind wasn’t in-focus, as he was ‘spooked’ after-seeing the Black Holden-Commodore hearse, that was parked nearby the outdoor crowd of the carpark…
… Paul didn’t attend his ‘own’ father’s funeral while it was the-day – he had his-spinal cord surgery ‘after’ the BMW-tragedy – but Paul remembered his-beloved grandfather’s funeral ~ peepaw was a WW2-vet who told him of heroic-stories in the war-he-fought as a 16-year-old soldier…
… Paul was 8, when his 88-years-old peepaw-passed when he ‘suffered’ a heart-attack ~ similar to Fr Brown… and the-teen remembered peepaw’s coffin loaded into a similar ‘scary’ Black-hearse…
… and, ‘when’ the Black-vehicle left – it’s that moment 8-year-old Paul ‘felt’ that he wouldn’t see-and-hear any-more of WW2-stories… as peepaw was ‘gone’ forever…
Paul decided to go into the crowded-church to continue worship. He made his way into the standing-crowd at the-back main-door, who some pushed his-wheelchair forward until he was in the middle aisle of St Michael Church… where he saw Fr Aloysius Brown’s closed-coffin in front of the altar…
During the sermon, Father Reynolds gave the eulogy that the late-priest, Fr Brown who dedicated to serve the community of St Michaels Church. Even Paul ‘nodded’ as Fr Reynolds was reciting the good-deeds the late-priest had accomplish in his 5-years in-tenure as the parish-priest.
Normally there wasn’t a practise for the Holy-Communion to be-served during Funeral-masses… but Fr Reynolds made-an-exception and performed the Holy-ritual as – a Farewell to the dedicated ‘fellowman’ of-the-cloth…
… as a disabled… Paul had early-excess in the line in front of the altar, where the priest ‘served’ the-Host of the Holy-Communion. Several senior-citizens in walker and walking cane processed in front of him.
The teen hesitated to proceed as his wheelchair might-trip an old-man’s walking-stick in the narrow-aisle. Then, a couple of pregnant women proceeded to get in the-line – then he felt someone ‘pushing’ the-wheelchair… cranking his neck to see his Uber-driver, Gary Morrison smiling-down… as he was hauling the obese-teen forward…
… Paul looked-up and smiled-back… and noticed that Gary was a volunteer-warden at-that morning-service, by the sash he-donned ~ he ‘remembered’ his elder-brother, Benedict-Morrison who was a church-warden-too… who ‘was’ there on that-Friday @the-Parish office, when Peter ‘created’ havoc… resulting Fr Brown having a heart-attack, and Warden-Clay having his nose-broken, and a head-concussion trauma…
‘… did Benedict tell Gary ‘About’ Peter’s possession – and the injuries he inflicted with his metal-arm? The-devil too spoke Filipino like a ‘local,’ that freaked-out Jane’s housekeeper, Lola…’
Paul waited his-turn in Holy Communion privilege line… behind a full-blown pregnant woman ~ it reminded him of Jane… who was ‘hiding’ her-pregnancy with a Godhead-child, who was a Redeemer ‘during’ the End-Times…
… he was ‘startled’ when he looked up at the purpled-robe, of Fr Reynolds holding a-wafer saying…
“… Body-Of-Christ…”
“… Amen…”
… both the priest-and-teen’s eyes met – they ‘had’ a tacit-glace of understanding that they were ‘present’ @the-Perish-house went-it-all ‘happened’ – where the Lilu-demon that resided in Peter, among a host-Of-entities… had ‘caused’ Fr Brown’s heart-attack…
… the boy-and-the priest parted ways – Paul hoped that Fr Reynolds-and-Lola would ‘not’ interfere as the-devil had ‘cursed’ that It would hurt their-loved ones, if they do-so – and, ‘let’ Paul handle his-devil himself as he had the experience of ‘killing’ demons in his OBE-Dreamworld…
… furthermore, he made a vow to the spirit-Of-Fr Brown @the-Dome-Of-Souls – to be ‘proactive’ as Perth’s Guardian-angel… ‘with’ no-more kicking-the-can and hiding his-head in the sand when it came to ‘controlling’ Peter, and ‘putting-him’ in his-place…
… but-without ‘killing’ him…
The Mass-ended with everyone paying their last respect to the open-coffin where the late-Fr Brown was placed laid-in. As usual, he was again in the privileged line, to the coffin… to be the first among the parishioners to ‘view’ the body…
The wardens opened the lid of the-coffin…
… even-though, he had fought, killed and ‘seen’ dead demons… but Paul was ‘terrified’ of human-corpses ~ the only ‘one’ he-saw was when he was 8 at his peepaw’s funeral… when he looked into the coffin, he saw 2 coins were placed in his grandfather’s closed-eyelids… that was ‘freakish-look,’ as he thought-Of-peepaw till-today…
… but it was disrespectful for Paul ‘not’ to-go… so he followed the ‘same’ pregnant-woman from behind… and when it came to his-turn to ‘view’ the-body – he shut-his-eyes… ‘not’ looking into the-coffin, and nodded his head a few-times like a Chinese kowtow – before he did the-Sign-of-the-Cross – and scrammed-away feeling guilty…
… his thoughts ran ‘wild’ – of a zombie-Fr Brown sitting-up in the coffin, pointing his finger as Paul-who fled from-the-church à shouting at-him…
“Where are you ‘going,’ Paul Walker!!? Why did you ‘not’ Confess to Me ‘Before’ that your-Twin brother was possessed…? And, why did you ‘not’ save me from the-Devil!!?
“You’re going to Hell for the Cause of of-my-Death, Paul-Walker!!!”
Outside the-church, Paul was back at the carpark listening to sorrowful funeral-hymns sung inside-the-church. Tom-and-Carol went-in to pay their respects – Paul waited at the Audi and was people-watching… gawking at the church-wardens stacking the plastic-chairs.
15-minutes later, he heard the singing-hymns ‘were’ getting louder when the church-choir accompanying the coffin, carried by 6 warden-pallbearers to the carpark…
… The family of the late-Fr Aloysius-Brown wanted the burial to be in their family-plot @Albany, a nearby-city which was 4-hours away-from-Perth.
The hearse was loaded with the-coffin – and ‘more’ that 20-cars from St Michaels Church followed the Black-Holden Commodore to Albany. Fr Ferdinand-Reynolds who didn’t own a car, hitched into a BMW that convoyed-away to the-4-hours destination for an evening burial-service…
… Paul waited alone-by the Audi for another 5-minutes for the traffic from the carpark-to-ease with so-many cars that ‘attended’ the funeral-service – the ‘last-time’ Paul saw that ‘many’ cars were on-his Holy-Confirmation.
Caroline said goodbye to her-boyfriend before walking over to-the-Audi. Soon, the mother-and-son were tailgating to exit the St Michaels-Church main-gate… from the-backseat, Paul looked out from-the-window at the winged-statue of Michael holding a-sword…
… the crippled-boy nodded at the White sculpture at-the-carpark…
‘… see-you, mate…’
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Normally, Caroline would buy pastries ‘after’ attending Sunday Church-services… and Paul at the-backseat was expecting that, as he loved the savoury mutton-meat-puffs. But the road was closed that-morning and traffic was diverted to another alternate road, due to a huge sink hole. The alternate road bypassed the pastry-shop – the teen was disappointed.
The Audi drove in a long-scenic road to get back to the suburbs, with the detached Paul looking out of the window, with his stomach still growling. The car-then stopped at an-intersection – the teen gazed-up at a billboard for a major industrial construction-project – with an image of the Mayor-Of-Perth, John Blake who officiated the ground-breaking…
‘… The PM-Of-PERTHLAND – one of my adversaries as-mentioned by John-See that I would ‘face-there,’ in his-recordkeeping ~ classified as ‘BOOK-8…’
There was another image of an-Asian man standing beside the-mayor, whom the teen ‘knew’ but… Paul couldn’t place him ‘where’ – then he remembered the ‘slap’ he got from the 16-year-old platinum-blonde Alicia during the sexual-harassment apology-session at the Principal’s office in PERTHLAND…
‘… OMG! That is ALBERT WANG…’
As the Audi drove pass the huge-billboard… Paul’s eyes caught a ‘familiar’ logo of Ext-8 Group – and remembered Peter’s red-jersey bearing the ‘SAME’ LOGO in the YouTube video …
At the backseat, the dumbfound-teen was IN-CONFUSION…
‘… How is the-devil ‘connected’ to Alicia’s ‘fake’ father – who abducted Maggi… to offer as a child-sacrifice? It ‘gets’ more-confusing with the-devil’s buddy-bromance with Ken-Chan… who is ‘also’ was Alicia’s boyfriend – who was also involved’ in Maggi’s kidnap, as ‘mentioned’ by-Jane, that KC ‘was’ in-the-car too…
‘… So… to-put 2-and-2 together…
‘… Is my devil-twin ‘too’ involved with the blood-sacrifice ritual of Maggi…!?’
-O-
The Audi drove to the suburbs… with Paul still puzzling his-mind with the Albert-KC-Peter triangle dilemma… like they trio were the WW2 Axis-Of-Evil…
… while Paul ‘doesn’t’ KNOW ABOUT Albert Wang’s secret association with the Dark-Magick Moloch cult – that granted ‘supernatural’ wishes with ‘each’ child blood-sacrifice ritual…
… Where Albert ‘already’ having the-dark gift of Shape-shifting – where he ‘posed’ as KC @SHS, so to ‘befriended’ Peter…
… who, was an-upcoming business-opportunities prospect of the One-and-Only Tennis Cyborg-Rockstar in-the-making…
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That whole-Sunday, Paul ‘did’ internet searches on iPhone, making discoveries on the billboard that ‘featured’ John-Blake and Albert-Wang in the ground-breaking project – of building a nuclear facility in the outskirts of Perth-City… that would accumulate jobs in various nuclear-based industries…
‘… OMG! It’s happening here @POST-TREETON… and they’re ‘building’ it – but 20-year from now, there WOULD-BE a nuclear meltdown with the destruction of Perth ‘during’ the End-Times…’
But he didn’t want to worry ABOUT ‘EVENT’ that would ‘happen’ 20-years from today – but the concerning ‘signs’ were there in his reading of articles in-the-net… like the recent Insect-Killer Virus that was spreading globally and killing ‘pollinating’ bees…
…that the Time-Traveller, John See had warned about the-Virus responsible for ‘global’ famine from-drought, resulted – ‘after’ the destruction of The Garden-Of-Eden … when the giant-angel, Metatron dropped the bomb and ‘nuked’ the Paradise of flora-and-fauna.
But it was too-huge of a magnitude of a ‘future’ global-pandemic for him to ‘solve’ too ~ so he wanted to ‘solve’ what-was present-and-current in this-POST-TREETON-realm. Paul’s mind went to the Sunday-morning church-funeral service of the late-Fr-Aloysius Brown…
‘… How could the-devil ‘KILL’ IN holy-sacred Church-ground…!?”
After a moment of pondering – Paul had an AHA-moment… to-then come-up with his theory based on his experience travelling as-an OBE-into the-Dreamworld… THAT…
‘… St Michael is ‘no’ longer the Guardian-angel of this Church… he was ‘banished-and-hunted’ – he ‘had’ then-joined the All-Women Venusian-Trinity like-me and Jane – in the Council-Of-12… as the Guardian-angel/Supes-Of-Perth team-up…
‘… that-explains, Peter’s demonic-behaviours and his 2-seconds ‘transformation’ IN THE unauthorised Church with St Mike’s ‘absence,’ during the Holy-Communion service…
Paul ‘made’ a vow…
‘… but, the-devil ‘would-not’ kill again – I ‘promise’ that no-Blood would-be spilt in my-Watch in POST-TREETON… so, that I can ‘Level-Up’ for Missions-Of-Perthland…’
… and, speaking-Of-Blood – Peter made a ‘mistake’ in the-OTHER-PERTH of making a blood-vial for his-Soulmate, Janey – that was later ‘stolen’ by the hellhounds of the Underworld… where Evil ‘trapped’ his-Soul, in Dark-Tower of the Egyptian desert…
… resulting, the Supes-Of-Perth ‘went’ to the-rescue – and Jane then freed her Boyfriend-of-that realm’s Soul by destroying THE BLOOD-VIAL…
‘… and, speaking-Of-Blood ‘again’ – ‘where’ is blood in-POST-TREETON which Dr Jack-Turner ‘requested’ for his cancer-research? All the 3-Cursed Trio gave our-blood that ‘day’ when…
‘… Hiro-and-Taro left to the airport to go-back to DC – it was reported that they were ‘attacked’ by-Zombies – so, were Jane-and-my Supe-BLOOD ‘LOST’ that-night…!?’
Paul also noticed that ‘this’ realm, was to his twin’s advantage that he was getting his dreams-and-fame with his Tennis-goals -- where-else it was ‘torture’ for him-and-Jane for the-last 8-months… where the Supe-duo were bombarded with Bad-Luck, since they ‘got’ here from Perthland.
The-devil too got-away with everything in the eyes of-the-Law by playing the ‘I’m-a-minor’ card… as the late Fr Brown told a white-lie to their inspector-mother SO-TO, send-over her twin that Friday-morning in the pretext of a-Youth Camp, but actually it was an ‘interview-with-the-devil’ – of his demonic ‘appearance’ during Holy Communion service ~ and for Paul’s Role-Of-Testimony ‘giver’… that Paul wouldn’t ‘lie to a priest as a ‘witness’ of his-twin unholy-becoming during the recent Holy-Confirmation occasion, celebrated at the-St Michaels Church with Bishop Beltran…
If Fr Brown had ‘not’ died that-Friday – Peter would use the-minor-card ‘saying’ that he was there by-force against his-will and broke church-Warden Clay’s nose and head as Self-defence when the huge-man grabbed him… then the priest would have-to ‘explain’ the-Youth-Camp deceit TO THE Inspector-Of-Perth…
… He was ‘glad’ that the Church had covered-up the ‘Other’ incident – when he overheard ‘after’ the funeral-Mass that morning… that Warden Anton-Clay ‘had’ injury-himself when he fell down the stairs while removing furniture in the parish-house, prior to the priest’s heart-attack…
‘… Good-job with the cover-up from my-mother, Fr Reynolds – now, you, Lola and any ‘other’ adults should ‘keep-away’ from the-devil – for he’s mine… and, I promise to keep-him at-bay, as the Guardian-angel-Of-Perth…
‘… or could I…?’
The crippled teen-sighed…
Many doubting thoughts left Paul in confusion in bed… and couldn’t sleep, with tomorrow was his first-day of school of his final-term – his digital clock-clicked from 12:11 to 12:12 past-midnight…
… But he was awake… staring at the dark-ceiling in his windowless-bedroom – rattling-away his-brain…
‘… Should I tell Jane about Peter’s involvement with Albert ‘the-Fake-father’ Wang…? But it doesn’t MAKE ‘SENSE’ too… the-devil’s alibi ‘checks’ on Wesak-Day-Thursday – and, he was home… I was home-too… he-then left in the-evening to go to Anson-Court…
‘… Maybe… I’m overthinking ~ maybe KC hooked-up Peter to Est-8-Grp as a sponsor … KC is a resourceful and wealthy 17-year-old who has his-Chinese business-connections … but – he’s using Peter – and the fool-twin of mine could be ‘blinded’ by expensive-prezzies…’
… Paul fell asleep while ‘missing’ the presence of ‘being’ with his-girlfriend… admiring the-beauty of the Jane-variant in PERTHLAND – where she wasn’t blind and had beautiful blue-eyes – as an able bodied 16-year-old teen… she was voluptuous too with heavy-sets…
… He next recalled when they romped naked in the Garden-Of-Eden like Adam-and-Eve…
Paul had an ‘arousal’ thought as he drifted to-sleep à and, had a WEIRD-DREAM cos’ of-it…
The alarm-clock clicked to 12:13 AM ~ Paul was entering his REM-sleep… but his ‘mind’ was awake, as he heard approaching of sounds of melodious-tiny bells from outside the bedroom, that came… from-the-kitchen…
He smelt the sweet-odour of fresh-jasmine flowers… while ‘listening’ to the mysterious pitched-chimes… where…
…the-tone ‘sounded’ like the hand-bell that the altar-boy rang during Mass-service… but these bells he was ‘hearing’ was rhythmic to footsteps... and was getting distinctively loud when it approached nearer…
… ching-ching-ching…
Paul’s eyes opened, and he wanted to ‘investigate – but his body was immobile with sleep-paralysis… as he heard the bells ‘coming’ closer-and-closer…
… ching-ching-ching…
In his dark-bedroom, in sleeping-position… the incapacitated Paul noticed his closed room-door creaking opening … and he-too had lost his-ability to-speak, as he couldn’t warn ‘whoever’ was-there to identify-their-present. Then-a bright flaming light entered the room…
… and, he was in the-presence of a dark-skinned woman – in an Indian-traditional costume-and-jewelleries… and she was wearing small belled-ankle bracelets on-her-feet, as she came-over. Her hair was platinum ‘blonde’… but of a bush-fire, burning smokeless in the windowless bedroom…
… ching-ching-ching…
‘… Jane… is that you…!?”
As she approached his bed… Paul suspected it was Jane’s manifestation of the Hindu-Goddess Kali, as she had ‘visited’ him before at night… but the-One, in front of-him didn’t have fangs and elongated-tongue like the ‘scary’ Hindu-deity… but-THIS…
… was a different spirit-entity…
… and, it was the ‘other’ avatar-Of-Kali – of a Southern-India’s feared seducer-succubus called Mohini-pisasu… who seduce ‘lonely’ male to fall deeply in-love with her… and she ‘suckled’ their life energy with-her ‘sex’ – until they were frail, to skin-and-bones of a-skeleton over-the years – and, they would die ‘broken-hearted’ later… when the-succubus ‘abandoned’ them in the heights-Of-their sex-addiction of the Kali-Yuga’s negative-extreme…
‘… Jane… is that… you…?’
The navy-blue skinned entity ‘read’ his-mind ~ she shapeshifted to Jane’s face, for his ‘familiarity’… her brown-eyes turned to glimmering-blue, as she gazed at the-inert Paul… who was mute-to-speak out, and motionless-in-bed. Her-lovely eyes were hypnotising as he looked-into-her gaze – that made Paul’s body glow blue in-her ‘presence’…
‘… Jane…Stop messing-around…!’
The entity with flaming-hair chuckled, when he ‘called’ her-Jane… she-then shook-her-hips, and sang a seductive Tamil-song that rhymed-with Jane, as she proceeded to-undress slowly…
‘… Jane! What are you doing…!?’
The nude dark-entity was playfully-teasing him in-Tamil… as she climbed on the foot-of the bed. Paul wanted to shut his-eyes, but he couldn’t close his-eyelids… it seemed his body was forced into paralysis-hypnosis to the pisasu’s-seduction… as he was ‘tearful’ that he couldn’t blink his-eyes – and was ‘forced’ to look ‘into’ her-nakedness…
‘… no… Jane… no…!’
… his-eyes rolled-up, and Paul moaned… as the succubus satisfied him orally…
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Jane-and-Maggi were close ever-since ‘escaping’ from the cult that practiced blood-sacrifice – where Maggi ‘lost’ her AI-SIMY goggles during the-kidnap, and Jane called her-uncle, Jack Turner for a replacement-tech…
The scientist apologised to his-niece that he had resigned from Kimura-Star and sold his company-shares, along with his ‘near to perfection’ Alphatron-AI mainframe project that he ‘CREATED’… ever-since lawsuits filed against the Japanese-parent company accusing to be monopolising the AI-technology share-market in America.
Jane felt sorry for him that he was no-longer the Head-Scientist in the US-Defence Dept.
… but ‘what’ the scientist did ‘NOT’ TELL to his-niece was that the Illuminati-scientists were ‘planning’ to open a Doorway-portal that connect to the Underworld – so that Sameal’s legions would ‘enter’ earth-realm and ‘invade’ North America DURING THE End-Times, 18 years from-now…
* Samael was the False-God, Yaldabaoth’s manifestation – who WOULD BE the Lord-Of-the Illuminati… who dictated the World-Economy during the Apocalypse which WAS TO ‘happen’ Downunder-in-PERTHLAND...
… but ‘what’ the uncle did ‘NOT TELL’ too-to his niece was-that he was ‘offered’ a high-ranking position if joined the Illuminati-scientist cabal ~ an offer to be the first to ‘eat’ a divine-Apple, which was one of the-surviving 101 Vintage Malus-domestica-which were ‘stolen’ from the current destructed Garden-Of-Eden… and, if ‘eaten’ by-Man, could develop Super-Intelligence of supreme godlike…
Stolen from Royal Road, this story should be reported if encountered on Amazon.
… to ‘create’ Weapons-Of-Mass Destruction à with the aid of Artificial-Intelligence…
Dr Jack Turner turned-down the offer as his conscious as a scientist was opted to ‘create’ AI for humanity to flourish… ‘not’ of destruction. So, another brilliant scientist, Dr Ronald Clegane ‘ate’ the apple and carried forward the Alphatron-Project in the Illuminati cabal’s schedule…
… but ‘what’ the scientist did ‘NOT TELL’ Jane was the entity-demon, Iskurr –who was the servant-Of-Baal Beelzebub came into his-dreams with a different set-of ‘agenda’…
… since Jack-Turner had a double-degree in both as an-AI Researcher… and also as-a Quantum-Physics Engineer ~ Iskurr ‘gave’ him a-Forbidden-Apple for the brain power-and-aptitude OF HOW-TO CREATE A SUPER-HUMAN via-genetic blood-transfusion…
… when Dr Jack Turner refused to-cooperate to ‘create’ a Supe for the Moloch-Cabal, Iskurr gave him ‘life-threatening’ nightmares for 3-nights… until the 4th-night, Jack-Turner yielded into the Evil’s submission…
… to give Tophet Jared-Wilford superhuman-powers BY USING the ‘stolen’ Blood-Of-Jane-&-Paul…
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When Jane called-back Maggi and told the sad news that her-uncle-Jack was no-longer working @Kimura-Star… and he couldn’t provide a SIMY-darkglasses googles to ‘guide’ as-GPS – but in-return, the Boyyo-assisted-Jane ‘offered’ her assistance, along with her sister, Alicia that they were with her-always…
… until she got ‘similar’ with the paths-in-SHS’ grounds, using the walking-cane…
… Jane related to her-experience 5-years-ago of ‘coming’ first-to Stamford-High from Victoria-Institute-Of-The-Disabled… although she had-her-AI but she ‘used’ her walking-cane so everyone-around would ‘know’ that she was visually-impaired, and to keep-a-distance to ‘not’ bump into her…
… and, for 3-months she didn’t use her-AI’s GPS in school – but relied on her ‘instincts’ to learn the way-around the corridors-path ‘using’ her-cane to the-classrooms, to the science lab, to the-canteen, Girl-room, and even far-as the gymnasium in the-Westwing…
Maggi was self-confident and-convinced that she could-manage ‘without her-AI and learn to-gait with her walking-cane – although she used it-occasionally, at crowded place like in-the-canteen…
… but she was ‘not’ overwhelmed in anxiety to go ‘back’ to school for the final-term – she did ‘not’ have a panic-attack culture-shock unlike on her ‘first-day’… a month ago, in an ang-mo-SHS’ new-environment, ‘when’ she followed her-twin, Alicia-over…
… which was a-week ‘before’ the ‘havoc’ of midterm exams… which she was ‘not’ prepared for – where the syllabus differed from her home-country, Malaysia to Australia’s… with subjects she had ‘not’ heard of…
… even her-mother, Robin did ‘not’ pressure-her…
…. and told her ‘Expectation’ were ‘not’ in Maggi’s education, but she was ‘Over-joyed’ by the Reunion of her long-lost ‘twin-daughter’ of 12-years – that she ‘had’ a-Choice that she did ‘not’ have to go to school, and stay-home to practice her violin …to go-later to music-school or… enter into-any talent-shows…
But her-twin, Alicia thought like-wise – to oppose Robin…
… she wanted Maggi to be ‘independent’ with her-by her side – and go-to-school in-SHS…
… then after 2-days – a month-ago… Principal-Harris-Of-SHS called Robin at her hair-salon à informing that Maggi doesn’t have TO DO ‘any’ entrance-exam to be admitted… apparently, Jane had called her tech-inventor-uncle, Dr Turner to-inform that Maggi-who ‘owned’ Kimura-Star’s AI-learning tech was Perth… and, should be classmates with-her…
And, based on ‘that’ KIMURA-STAR’s recommendation, the 2-blind girls ‘met’…
… Maggi was ‘sad’ too that Jane’s scientist uncle ‘resigned’ from Kimura-Star – she even though she had ‘not’ met Dr Turner in-person, but was grateful that the techs that-was ‘granted’ to her had aided in her-education and as a GPS…
… although, she lost her interactive-googles in the ‘abduction’ – but her-pen-drive-sized SIMY transponder was in-her-pocket… which could-be plugged-in and linked to her AI-tablet to continue ‘learning’ school-subjects…
… and, her only-obstacle was gaiting-around with-her-cane, next-Monday at-SHS…
Maggi counted her-blessings and was grateful-in-prayers to Dr Jack Turner – where through him she ‘met’ Jane ~ who was ‘also’ visually-impaired like her. Maggi also ‘trust’ Jane more-than her twin-sister… who ‘was’ the girlfriend of Ken-Chan – the ‘abductor’ who drove-the-sportscar…
She felt a deeper sistership-bond with Jane ~ a fellow-blind Good-person…
… that tied-in with…
… the ‘future’ bonding which she would ‘have’ with Fruit-Of-the-Womb – in Jane’s Immaculate-Conception…
… where, as-The Prophetess and The Saviour-Daughter ‘union’ – who-the-latter would Redeem humanity in the End-Times.
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There were much ’serious’ discussions in the Wong-household ‘during’ the term break – and when Maggi called Jane the following day, she was crying when she said that Robin want her to stop going to SHS and be ‘home-schooled’ instead – where Robin fearing she would be ‘kidnapped’ again by human-trafficking syndicate…
Jane listened to her saying that Alicia scolded Robin’s home-school decision during dinner – and their mother broke-down and cried that… she was still ‘traumatised’ when she ‘lost’ Maggi on-Wesak-Day. Alicia told her-off that if Maggi was home-schooled, she too wanted to ‘quit’ school…
… Jane also heard the Chinese-girl’s secret – that she was ‘kidnapped-before’ in Kuala-Lumpur, by her late-aunt’s driver and who demanded a ransom. She was locked in a small-room in a grain-storage godown ~ but she was ‘rescued’ by a Good-Samaritan after He the defeated the hired gunmen… and the Good-soul ‘then’ disappeared before the police arrived…
Maggi wanted Jane’s opinion of whether to ‘listen’ to her mother-Or-sister since… she was ‘lost’ for 12-years ‘from’ their lives… while Jane ‘knew’ them-better ~ Now, Maggi was ‘obliged’ to listen to them of ‘what-was’ Best-For-her in a new-country. She didn’t want to defy either One-Of-them… cos’ she ‘loved’ them both…
Jane thought for a while before answering… without platitude-nor-biasness, that Maggi should be ‘brave’ after surviving 2-abduction as a-blind-girl. Jane-too ‘knew’ what the situation of an ‘abduction’ was… as she ‘too’ was TAKEN-AS a ‘prisoner’ in the Dreamworld-Underworld – TO-BE…
… THE 666TH-Bride-Of-Asmodeus…
Jane’s opinion was Maggi should decide ‘coming’ to SHS on next-Monday’s new-term, because…
* Those weren’t human-traffickers that ‘abducted’ Maggi – but her Evil, father, Albert-Wang à where he would ‘return’ again… with his-Men to take-her in the hair-saloon, if she was ‘home-schooled’ there – Robin wouldn’t be able to fight them… and possibly ‘be’ injured defending-Maggi
* Where-else, it would be safer at school – under the-Watch of the-Supes, Jane-&-Paul to keep a ‘lookout’ to the ‘other’ abductor/senior-Student, Ken-Chan
Maggi was ‘excited’ to decide to go to school… that put her-mother from arm’s-way from danger that was possible-to-come… while in school she was under-the-protection of supes, Jane and her-boyfriend, Paul…
… where, she would be ‘safe’ from KC…
… Alicia’s boyfriend…
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Both of the-blind-girls were bitching about Alicia’s boyfriend – whom-she was falling in-love-with… and spending her Term-break hours ‘either’ on-the-Phone with him – Or he’ll pick her-up in his sportscar to go-to his house to play-videogames… sometimes, she took-along her swimsuit to swim in her BF’s swimming-pool…
… it concerned Robin where Alicia was hangout with this rich Taiwanese-boy with a few fancy sportscars… who took-her daughter to his-place to go-for-a ‘swim’ – and the boy-too was ‘arrogant’ to get out of-his-car to come-into the shop… and formally ‘introduce’ himself…
The-anxious Robin asked Maggi about KC – but she got what she-already ‘knew’ about the-boy… who-was a Taiwanese-born, and Senior-student in SHS… who was in-the-school’s Taekwondo-team…
Unbeknownst to everyone ~ that KC-was-Albert Wang à the-Shapeshifter – getting his-Revenge on his ‘separated’ wife, Robin… for Cheating with ‘another’ man when they ‘lived’ in Singapore, 13-years ago…
… Albert wanted to ‘punish’ and destroy both-the twin-daughters of Robin à Bore ‘with’ the Mysterious Man-Of-Singapore.
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That Sunday-night, Jane called her-BFF, Maggi… and both blind-girls were excited to go to school tomorrow, as they could-catchup in-person ‘after’ being home-alone during the term-break…
… AFTER the-sisters ‘convincing’ dinner-talks for 2-days ~ the-precautious Robin ‘had’ allowed Maggi TO GO TO-school… and even bought her a GPS-watch to keep track-of-MAGGI from the MATA HARI HAIR-SALON…
The girls said their ‘good-nights’ and ‘I-love-yous’ and they hung-up. Jane in her pyjama, covered herself-up cosy-and. went to sleep feeling satisfied that Maggi managed to ‘convince’ her-mother that she would be ‘safe’ at school. Even mentioned that Uncle-Chin added that the ‘kidnapping-syndicate’ were ‘preying’ girls during the crowded Wesak-Day festivity – and there were no police-cases of children abducted in schools so-far in Perth.
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That Sunday-night, Jane had a weird dream that she was travelling in a public-transportation bus to go to-school on the-Monday morning. She alighted the bus along with other-passengers at the bus-stop – and used the side-entrance of the East-wing building to get-in the compound… and the blind-girl ran on top-of a flight of 8-stonesteps to the-door, without her walking-cane…
… she was excited on the ‘First-Day’ of school-term to meet ‘again’ with Paul, Maggi and Alicia…
… when she opened the door, the visually-impaired tween was in a ‘different’ world – and she stepped on moist-grass, and her ears were buzzed to noisy sounds of birds and insects trilling… and she was-also breathing fresh air– rather-than the poor-quality of the air in Perth… being the 4th populated city, Downunder...
‘… Huh…! Where am I…? It’s ‘like’ the Garden-Of-Eden…!?’
The school-uniformed Jane took a couple-of-steps forward – and suffered discomfit with wobbly-knees. Her hand was on her belly… and felt heavily pregnant. She panicked…
The blind-tween didn’t know where she was – and was terrified. She turned her head to a familiar sound of a bull-elephant trumpeting afar…
“… Manjun…!?”
… she met an elephant by-that-name, when she rode on it with her-daddy… during her visit to the elephant-sanctuary in Kenya 3 years-ago in the-OTHER-PERTH… and the 2nd-time, she heard Manjun was South Perth Zoo – during the fight to-the-death between the elephant and a bull-rhino… when the-Jumbo ‘saved’ her in POST-TREETON…
Fearing for her-life… and, she headed to-safety and walked towards the sounds of a herd bathing in a nearby-river. The ground was uneven to-thread and Jane felt-difficulties with her full-blown tummy… as she panted when she strode-and-paced with caution, without her walking-cane…
… she stopped walking ‘when’ her-Water broke – and then-the excruciating pain-came…
“MUMMY… Arrrggg…!!!”
Panting-heavily, Jane held her-belly –and dropped on-her-knees… calling-out…
“… help… please, somebody… call – an-ambo…!!”
The agony-hurt that she was-in…made her head-spin – and the blind-tween fainted … knocked face-down in the muddy-grass… she was conscious again with dogs licking on her face – and, voice calling…
“Jane, are you-Okay…!?”
… she recognised the ‘familiar’ voice…
“Jaheem…!? No-Ja… I’m ‘not’ okay…Arrrggg-it really hurts…”
“… O’ My-Sister of Another-mother, I’ve been ‘expecting’ you – but the portal ‘opened’ 3-kilometers away from my-village…”
“Arrrg! What are you saying...!!?”
“Never mind… Relax-breathe, Sis – you’re going into labour…”
The Kenyan-youth picked-up the school-uniformed tween into his-arms, and ran with his pack-of-4 Belgian Malinois into the jungle. His Wanga-Nabongo village was 3 kilometres away for settlement-midwife to-tend the child-birth…
Jaheem was a goat-herder of the-village… and owned 50+ goats in a patch of land outside his-village… for the-animals’ grazing just beside the river. He handled to his-small goat farm, that he operated alone which-was a-kilometre away…
… he had delivered the birth of kid-goats ‘before’ – and he wanted to ‘deliver’ Jane’s baby by-himself…
He was reaching his-goat farm – which was built entirely of hard bamboo-stems, with an enclosure for his over-50 goats to be kept-away from-predators like wolves-and-hyenas… there was a roofed-bamboo structure for the goats to shelter-and-stay warm against the stormy-weather…
The clouds darkened above when Jaheem ‘reached’ – carrying his-preggo-sister to his ‘place’ – passing-by a clay-pot of water-boiling at the door-front, where stepping inside the hut he resided… placing the growling-in-pain Jane on a bale-of-dried grass, which was his-bed…
… the youth ran-outside, and came back with a hollow medium-sized seashell with warm-liquid of herbal-poultices. He fed Jane with the-brew, saying…
“… drink this-Tea – you’ll be into a ‘painless’ child-birth… as The Venusian-Triune Council had decided-that you ‘have’ suffered-enough…”
The portion did ‘work’ and Jane felt relived – but her only-discomfit was lying-down horizontal with a full-blown stomach, in the grass-straw bed… then-the visually-impaired tween looked towards the voice of her-brother…
… and saw a Green-glow…
… she had seen ‘Blue-&-Red’ glows – of her ‘beacons’ in Paul-&-Peter…
… and the ‘last’ time she had seen THE COLOUR Green was @the-OTHER-PERTH during the trauma-counselling from the electric-storm ‘tragedy’ at the Treeton dairy-farm fieldtrip… it was conducted by Ms Diane-King @the-Walker House…
… where she, Paul and Alicia were present … and her ‘boyfriend,’ Peter ran-away upstairs ‘refusing’ to participate…
… during ‘that’ session – she COULD ‘SEE’ the colour Green, despite she was visually-impaired… when SHE-THEN communicated with the-Green-hologram of SeeIn…
Present also in the small-hut was – a female Belgian-Malinois that had-given birth-recently to 4-litters… and was breastfeeding the 2-weeks-old pups. Jaheem was talking to the dog in his native-tongue, the Swahili-language – and then picked up the only-male among the-litter and turned to Jane…
“… do you ‘remember’ Piper-Jr, Sis…?”
… Jane was ‘remembering’ where she last ‘heard’ the ‘name’ – while her-brother gave her the chubby-tiny pup… the blind-girl felt the soft-furred pup that was squeaking-and-chirping in her palm. Jaheem jogged her-memory…
“… Piper-Jr has 3 sisters…”
While stroking the pup…Jane then ‘REMEMBERED’…
“Yes-Ja – Do, Re and Mi…!”
… she remembered being ‘taken’ by-force to Asmodeus’ palace to be his 666th-Bride – while the 3 Virgo-Sisters were sent to the dungeon to be ‘tortured-and-killed’ – at the end of the gruesome-ordeal – only one Sister was ‘alive’…
… and the wraith-soul, Dora – WAS NOW in the Venusian-Trinity…
… representing the-Souls-Of-Dead women to the-Afterlife – of the ‘future’ New All-Women religion… to-be in provisioned ‘soon’ by the Birth-Of-The Saviour Daughter, The Redeemer…
“…. Hahaha… I’m glad you remembered… Do-Re-Mi, hahaha…” Jaheem-said as he took the male-pup back…
The youth then-called the female-dog over – it left the well-fed, sleeping quadruplet puppies, and went to-its-Master. Jaheem kissed its-forehead… speaking in-Swahili while ‘introducing’ it to Jane…
“… Sister, do you ‘remember’ my-dog, Kitty in PERTHLAND…?”
… Jane ‘indeed’ remembered that realm – where, she was an able-bodied 16-year-old teenager with a 14-year-old ‘adopter’ brother – who owned a-Malinois by the-name of Kitty…
Jaheem spoke in-Swahili and the-dog went to the straw-bed on the-ground… and snuggling beside preggo-Jane – and licked her-face…
… back in-PERTHLAND… Samuel’s Kitty was ‘not’ friendly to her, and gnashed-its-teeth and growled when she came near it – but its friendly ‘now’~ which reminded’ her of Paul’s Kitty, which was afraid of her…
“… Sister, do you ‘remember’ my-dog, Kitty in PERTHLAND…?”
… Jane ‘indeed’ remembered that realm – where, she was an able-bodied 16-year-old teenager with a 14-year-old ‘adopter’ brother – who owned a-Malinois by the-name of Kitty…
Jaheem spoke in-Swahili and the-dog went to the straw-bed on the-ground… and snuggling beside preggo-Jane – and licked her-face…
… back in-PERTHLAND… Samuel’s Kitty was ‘not’ friendly to her, and gnashed-its-teeth and growled when she came near it – but its friendly ‘now’~ which reminded’ her of Paul’s Kitty, which was afraid of her…
Jane ‘loved’ dogs… and was stroking Kitty’s head-and-ears – that brought fond memories of her ‘own’ beloved-Shepsky, Piper… who-too had ‘adventures’ with Kitty – when the-duo hunted a ‘criminal,’ named Hajji who was attempting to ‘assassinate’ her…
… she clearly remembered the-incident where there were her-fans in SHS’ gym-auditorium – when she ‘partnered’ with Peter in a televised-match in the-Mixed-doubles ‘facing-off’ Dougie-and-Zoey in the-OTHER-PERTH. The PFC-fans came in-drones as they were curious of seeing a-Blind-girl who-could Play-Tennis… and. even the mayor-came…
… it was ‘when’ the-Nigerian, Hajji came into the auditorium, with his guns-blazing – injuring several fans suffered… non-threatening superficial-wounds ~ but the Hero-dogs, Piper-&-Kitty saved the-Day… and duo mauled Hajji-to-death…
Jane had an epiphany that Hajji was trying to-assassinate her in-that-Realm, so that to eliminate her ‘permanently’ – where she could ‘not’ conceive the Saviour-Daughter in-this-Realm…
… she feared the-Nigerian would return to assassinate her-and-The Child…
On the straw-bed, the serene-Jane stroked-on Kitty’s head and telepathically communicated to intercede-with Paul’s Kitty… that jumped the-Wall…
‘… Hello-Kitty ~ how are you, Dear…? Paul loves you and he ‘misses’ you since-you-left. Have you ‘found’ Piper yet? BE-WITH-him – and Go ‘hunt’ Hajji à and, bring him-down…’
On the straw-bed, Jaheem’s Kitty whined-softly – as it tacitly-understood the transmitted ‘message’ FOR ITS counterpart variant that was on-the-run in the Waking-world ~ and it would ‘relay’ Jane’s clairvoyance message to Paul’ dog…
Jane looked-up at the green-glow – at the other-end of the hut…
… Jaheem was lying beside the sleeping quadruplet-pups, and stroking them genteelly. The curious blind-tween had a ‘dying’ question for her ‘adopted’ brother…
“Ja, I want to know how you’ve grown exponentially from a 3-year-old toddler to a ‘young-man’…!? I know a 3-&14-years-olds of you… huh… ‘who’ are-you-then and, how ‘old’ are you ~ and. how are you’re ‘fishing’ older than-me…!? eesh…”
Jaheem stood-up, with a palm to-cover his mouth, to suppressing his loud-laughter from-waking the sleeping-pups. He came over to the preggo-tween in-school-uniform… and chuckled…
“… hehehe, I really don’t know… I’m going-on 17 ~ and ‘who-Am-I?’… I’m nobody, hehehe… just a humble Kenyan goat-herder – but like-you, Sis… I can OBE to the Dreamworld ~ and during one-of my-journeys, I met a Doomsday Time-Traveller monk by the name of John-See – who ‘enlightened’ me… now I ‘work’ Ad-hoc with him, on his-Missions across the Multiverse…”
‘… John-See…’
… she had heard-Paul ‘mentioning’ that name– but cannot-remember beyond-that. Jane did ‘not’ want to interrupt her brother’s passionate-story telling…
… where Jaheem rode on-an orange-portal with the-Time-Traveller, to Washington DC on a reconnoitre-mission – where the-duo spied on a group of American-scientists… in their trials-and-error attempts in trying to build a Gateway-to the-Underworld…
Jaheem proceeded with narrating ‘another’ mission…
“Then, there was this massive-battle @the-Garden-Of-Eden ~ Huh!!! Hey, you ‘were’ there, Sis – you fought with-Us in-the-Battle, Hahaha!!!” The youth exclaimed in joy, while pointing at the ‘confused’ Jane…
“What battlefield ‘We’ fought-in… I can’t remember any-Of-it, Ja…!!?”
“Hahaha, but I do – you were ‘there,’ and so was your superhero-boyfriend… woww! I’m a ‘Big-big-Fan’ of Paul-as-Gemini Blue with his ariel-combat skills… especially ‘when’ he fought against the gargantuan-Eyeball that ‘gave’ Birth to Spaceships with Evil-troops…”
… Jane was flabbergasted that she couldn’t ‘remember’ any of it… but she now ‘knew’ that Paul was there…
“What happened in the-Garden-Of-Eden…? please-tell…” Jane-pleaded…
“While Paul and SeeIn were fighting Up-there in moonless night-skies – We fought with hybrid-animal demons, that were by-the-100s – We-won – but had to Evacuate… ‘when’ Evil sent ‘reinforcement’…
“It was an Abrahamic-Giant Angel – ‘who’ dropped a bomb and destroyed the entire-Garden… Killing the flora-and-fauna ~ even the Time-Traveller said that it was a big-Loss for Mankind… NEXT TO the torching-Of-Alexandria’s Great-library of Knowledge…
“… NOW, with the ‘storage’ of the Origins of Plants-and-Animals of Garden-Of-Eden are ‘gone’ – the-monk John-See said that a Killer-Virus would ‘COME’ SOON …and gradually Kill All-Animals on-earth – and, that’s the Dawn-Of-the End-Times…”
Tears welled in Jane’s unseeing-eyes when… ‘she ‘heard’ the Destruction of the-Garden-Of-Eden – where it was a special-Place for her-&-Paul ~ and, the ‘last’ time They ‘both’ were-there…
… was in their ‘failed’ attempt to Have-sex… to lose their-Virginities – so that the Virgin-Immaculate-Conception would-be foiled… but Paul WAS ‘TRICKED’…
… WHEN HE Got an-Apple from Kerubiel, the late-servant of the All-Mother, Venus…
… and, the-Rest was Jane’s preggo-History…
‘… why didn’t Paul tell me that the-Garden-paradise is ‘gone’… destroyed…!?’
The Garden-too was Jane’s hiding-place from Peter-the-incubus in her ‘earlier’ nightmares – where he ‘hunted-To-rape’ her… but she always ‘went’ to the-Lake, where the 3 cupid-Caves were… and, the sleeping-Cherubs ‘hid’ her by-piling their little-bodies on her ~ to ‘blanket’ from the keen-scent of the virgin-Killer-incubus…
Jane was sobbing when she thought of Juniper, one of the-Cupid, she befriended ~ now, dead-and-gone with his-fellow Brethren-Of-Cherubs…
The youth consoled the crying tween, who was hugging the-dog…
“Hey, don’t cry and stress-yourself… it may ‘complicate’ the child-birth – Come-Sis, think of Happy-thoughts…”
The nodding blind-Jane wiped-away her tears… and-because she heard-Jaheem’s VOICE – she missed her 3-year-old baby-brother, Samuel ~ and, SHE TOLD Jaheem about how their doctor-Mother had separated them… since moving-out from the Wilson-residence, ‘separating’ from her-Father – about-4 months ago…
Jaheem cheered her-up…
“Come let me tell you a backstory which I ‘discovered’ from Monk John-See’s Seeing-device that can show the-past-Histories ~ where I discovered the-Truth of my-Reincarnation into the-POST-TREETON-realm of the Multiverse… where I was ‘born’ as the-One, called “Samuel’~ who-was adopted 3-years-ago from the missionary-orphanage by your-parents…”
Jane listened to a ‘bizarre’ tale of a-baby-Prince of abashitstes-succession ~ in the Royal-lineage of Wanga Nabongo Kingdom – with a back-history of 100+ years of Kenyan Tribal history…
‘Samuel’ was one of the 409-Princes/Grandson-princes of the First-King of the Wanga-Kingdom, named Nabongo-Mumia… his Bantu-nation was powerful-and-formidable under his leadership which was structurally-organised whether in-politics, economy or-military…
King Mumia was gazetted as the British’s Paramount-Chieftain from 1882-1949 – for his stronghold of 19-Tribes of the Luhya-people that compromised 22-clans of the-Wanga-tribe… where he ruled for 67-years, until his-death in 1949…
During his-reigning ‘heydays,’ Mumia was a feared war-Chieftain and a Slave-trader who employed ‘mercenary’ Arabs to fight his-boarder rival tribes of the Loa-ugenya and Bukuso people… the captured POWs were sold for-profits to the-Brit to-Be slaves-in-Europe…
3-years-ago in the Wanga-Nabongo Kingdom, under the 3rd-Ruler, King Nabe-Mumia … there was a civil-unrest – where there was a faction-arose from the Wanga-tribe who supported ‘against’ the past-persecutions of the Loa-ugenya-and-Bukuso tribes…
The rebellious-insurgency reached the palace… and they looted the royal-treasury where King-Nabe, the 72-year-old ruler… ‘also’ was the father of the infant ‘Samuel’ – was captured-and-hanged. The mob then genocide the-surviving 409-Princes, who were abashitstes to future-succession…
… but a faithful palace-servant ran-away with the infant – and went to-the UN-territory… and gave the 2-weeks-old baby over-to the missionary-orphanage…
-O-
Jaheem-then told a B-Story – that ‘happened’ 3 year-ago… the same time of the Wanga-Kingdom’s insurrection ‘erupted’. It was the story John-See ‘told’ him… of a-certain Asmodeus-Talisman that ‘was’ in South-east Asia – where a Blackmagick-practitioner, the South-African businessman receding in-Perth ‘had’ bought it…
… he gave the Cursed-amulet to a-certain occultist, Nigerian who was granted a working-Visa for-abroad ‘employment’ in Perth’s Zoo.
The businessman instructed the-African to give it to-Peter Walker – who-was the-Chosen-One.
Jaheem then-concluded…
“… and the rest ‘was’ history on that unfaithful-day at the Treeton-Farm fieldtrip – where you, Paul and-Peter were structed by a-Cursed lightning…”
At the same-time, a loud-booming thunder crashed outside the hut, that startled everyone… with a nervous-laugher, Jaheem responded…
“… hehehe – that’s the-Wrath of Satan à He’s displeased you’re ‘here,’ Sis…”
Jaheem went over to tend the frightened-pups… the-scared Do-Re-&-Mi were crying, while Piper Jr was sound-asleep. While stroking the-puppies, the-youth assured his-sister, saying…
“…We’re ‘safe’ – the hut is protected by SeeIn’s rune-spells from ‘outside’ Evil, so-to PROTECT THE BIRTH of the All-Women, Venusian-religion’s Chosen-One – the Saviour Daughter who would be the Redeemer-Of-mankind during the Apocalypse... Apolonia would ‘reset’ the ‘order’ of-Nature’s Balance, once She defeats the 7-Princes-Of-the-Underworld… as ‘mentioned’ in the newly ‘written’ prophecy in the Book-Of-Life…”
Heavy winds then rocked the wooden-hut from the-Outside… the bamboo-structures were ratting like skeleton-bones – it was ‘when’…
… JANE went into Childbirth labour…
-O-
Heavy-rain poured in the jungle vicinity – with an-electrical thunder-storms that followed. The long-shed that protected the goats withstood the strong-winds of the cold-tempest, with the animals sleeping…
… outside in-the-rain, 4 Malinois led-by the-alpha, Anpu were in-patrol… looking-out for any intruding-predators like snakes lurking outside the bamboo-perimeter fences… because pythons come out in-the-rain to hunt the-goats….
An Evil-electric-storm clouds brewed Black-above à it struck a lightning bolt… piercing straight-below at the roof-of the long-shed… and the-blast electrocuting 5 goats-dead. The rest-of the terrified herd ran helter-skelter – crashing out their-enclosure to the front of the barricaded small-field. The dogs ran-over afoot-to the disoriented-goats running-in-circles… following the alpha-domineering Herd-Queen…
… the matriarch-leader ‘ordered’ the-young bucks to ram-down the bamboo-fence of the Goat-farm… for their escape-To-survival, and – if the dogs came-in-the way… gore them too…
In the tempest of teeming rain, another lightning-struck killing 3 goats in the field… that sparked more fear-and-panic in the disoriented-herd – which made them ‘more’ aggressive to break-the-bamboo barricade…
… While another lightning hit to kill 2-more goats… the bucks crashed the-fence… and 11 of them ‘escaped,’ led by the matriarch Herd-Queen. The leader-Of-the Malinois-pack, Anpu ran after them… while 3 other-dogs guarded the ‘broken’ fence – to ‘not’ allowing more-goats from-escaping… and the canines were gored for-their-dutiful efforts…
Anpu raced after 10 goats led by the Herd-Queen – when the dog was nearing the-chase, it did an acrobatic vertical dive over the goats… to takedown the-leading queen by biting its throat-by-the jugular – and a smackdown – where the goat-and-dog rolled-over in-the-struggle…
… the other-goats stopped running and watched in-horror of their leader subdued… as it was semiconscious from Anpu’s choke-bite. The dog stood-the-nanny goat up with the-bite still cuffing-at the neck of the hapless bigger-creature. Anpu bit its-collar and dragged the matriarch to the farm…like the police with his criminal-arrest…
… no-mere goats could ‘escape’ in-Anpu’s watch – he ‘had’ battle-scars to ‘prove’ from the Battle-Of-The Garden-Of-Eden of how gallant he-was…
… the rest of the leaderless goats followed the 2 to the enclosure…
The dog dragged the female-goat back into the pen… while the other 3-Malinois rounded the 30+ remaining goats to follow-their Herd-Queen inside – with 13-of the livestock dead on the struck by lightnings…
Anpu and another dog stood guard at the long-shed entrance… while-the 2-other Malinois licked their-wounds, guarded at the broken fence in the rain… until their-Master mend it, after the thunderstorm stopped.
-O-
Meanwhile, inside the hut…
“PUSH! PUSH, you’ve to ‘try’ harder, Jane!”
Jaheem was encouraging as he peered in-between the 2-open legs of the preggo-girl. The perspiring-Jane was grunting-and-groaning in-pain, as she was ‘pushing’ intensely on the-straw bed…
“… Ja! I ‘cannot’ ~ Arrrggg… ‘why’ is THERE PAIN…!!? Give me ‘more’ of that-Tea… it helps with the pain… please…Arrrggg… oh-Mummy… make-it-stop…”
“… the tea is finished ~ Mother-Venus ‘gave’ that pain relief potion to John… and, he ‘gave’ it to-Me to give it-To-you…”
“That bloody-interfering Woman! She tricked Us – and, now She wants to Give-me the Pain-Of-Child birth…!? Fish-You, you-Cruel B****!!!” Jane cursed as she…
… did a final-push with raised-pelvis… and with agony, she squeezed-out her lower-bowels of her under-developed tween-body… for a Natural birth-canal parturition…
“… Hahaha! Good-Sis, I see her-Head – now-Breathe ~ and keep-Pushing…”
The juvenile grunted-in-distress as she puffed-faster – and forced the-baby out-of-her body … and ‘also’ had a tunnel-vision ~ of ‘Giving-back’ to Maternal-earth with A-GIFT-of-Life…
“Good-Good-Good… Excellent, Hahaha… Sis – Keep-pushing… keep-on-Pushing!!!”
Jaheem further encouraged, and even Kitty licked the blind-girl’s cheek for-motivation…
… an-extreme strong-pain of the mother-Of-All menstrual-cramps ‘Came’… she grunted, baring her-teeth, being speechless as the-Birthing took-her-breath away… and her tunnel-vision endured the focus-Of-the womb sliding-out-of-her…
The-rapt and chucking-Black-youth received on-his hands a baby in an-anterior position – with a knife he cut the-umbratical cord and tied a knot… as the new-born cried aloud…
… Jaheem noticing that the 12-year-old Jane had ‘passed-out’ – after the-exhaustion of the procreation ordeal…
The Baby was a Darkling à with Golden-blond hair, and sapphire-Blue-eyes…
… as the God-Of-the Olden-world Apollo wanted the Immaculate-Conception child’s complexion TO BE the Colour-Of-Darkness – ‘similar’ TO THE Sight-Of-the visual impaired-Mother…
… who, doesn’t Know-the-Concept of colours, other-than-Black – where in-return, Jane’s ‘Saviour-Daughter’ would-be the future Anti-Racial Hate-Free icon, who would ‘reunite’ mankind’s Haters-Into-Lovers…
-O-
Jaheem was wiping the-baby-clean… before swaddling Apolonia, in a rag and placed her on a bamboo-wooden bassinet. He was singing nursery-rhyme, ‘Twinkle-Twinkle Little-Star’ … and the tune smoothened the baby’s crying – and she was ‘cooing’ along-to-Jaheem…
“Hahaha – I ‘know’ you like-that-one… Jane sings that to-you ‘every-night’… or-else you’ll be a naughty-womb… who refusing to sleep, and let your-Mama too – who goes-to-school in the morning, Hahaha…!!!”
His loud-laughter woke Jane-up, after snoozing-off for 20-minutes due to the fatigue. The laughing Jaheem gave her some water in a clay-cup ~ and he was still rapt… saying that he had delivered a ‘baby-safely’ without any-complication… Jane chuckled and complimented her-brother…
“Ja, I think you’ll make a good-Gynaecologist, hehehe…”
“… nah… I like animals ‘more’ ~ I’m suited to be a Veterinarian, hahaha…”
He turned to the bassinet with the calm-natured new-born still cooing to the nursery-rhyme looped-in its-brain. He picked-up Apolonia and handed her to-Jane, who had unbuttoned her school-uniform blouse…
“Come-here, my Greedy-piglet… ‘easy,’ yea… don’t bite…”
The tween was breastfeeding the new-born… she was in a state of euphoria of the mother-child Bonding… and can’t stop talking…
“… ouch… oh-my-dog, she-fishing-bit-me…! Hehehe… but my-Baby is soo-soft to-hold ~ reminding-of ‘when’ I first held you, Ja… 3 years-ago… when you’re ‘still’ an-infant, and I ‘carried’ you… the first-Baby I held in my-arms in-Kenya – which makes Me Older-that-you, yea? Hahaha!!!”
Jaheem laughed aloud to his-sister’s banters…
“Hahaha! Fair enough, Sis ~ they should reboot Disney’s Lion-King… with a White-girl lifting a Black-baby above her-Head from a cliff à for Humanity to See-and-Judge, hehehe – and that’s the-kind of movie I wanna See as my-14 years-old ‘self’ in PERTHLAND, Hahaha!!!”
“You drove me nut when you-were-2 – we had to watch your favourite cartoon, Lion-King over-and-over, hahaha… but it was fun ~ it’s my fondest ‘last’ memories of you, Ja… after mummy ‘took’ you-away from-Me…
“… and I didn’t ‘attend’ your 3rd-birthday – because Mummy did ‘not’ invite-me-over…” She broke-down…being separated from her Soulmate-Sibling…
The youth went-over and sat beside-her – Jane laid-her head on Jaheem-chest, as he wiped her tears and consoled-his visual-impaired ‘lonely’ sister…
“… no-Worries, Sis – we would be-Reunited soon in the Real-World… but-Jane, I Only-only want you to-Remember this-Intel that the-Monk John-See Told-Me-to-tell You…
“… that Me-As your 3-year-old brother-Samuel… is constantly in-danger – as-long the-Nigerian who hunts him, is in-Every-Perth-realm you’re in – So, you ‘need’ to-protect him My-Superhero Big-Sister…”
The quiet blind-girl nodded as she laid-on brother’s chest while breastfeeding the-tot – then she had-a-question for Jaheem…
“… Why is Hajji ‘after’ Samuel…? What did my ‘poor’ brother ‘Do’ to deserve this-Fate, where any toddler-his-age ‘wouldn’t-have’ to go through…?”
Jane noticed hearing his heartbeats louder, with her-head on his-chest, when he-replied her…
“Samuel is the ‘Last-prince’ that IS SURVIVING in the Wanga-Nabongo Kingdom – where the Royal-genocide is happening till ‘today’ in-Kenya, where the other 408 princes of King-Mumia had-been hunted assassinated and hanged … even-though your Parent had brought Samuel to Perth, but he’s ‘not’ safe because Evil-men had-followed him ‘there’…
“… the-One you called-Hajji has the Art-Of-Blackmagick and want-to sacrifice Samuel – who is the Last Pure-Blood-Of-an African prince – where his slain-Blood would-be marked on every-Portal door that would-be ‘opened’ in-the-Future during the End-Times…!!”
Blind-Jane thought a-moment… and asked…
“… Ja, ‘Why’ an-African Prince? Why ‘not’ a-Prince-Of-England…? Their ancestors were Evil-and-cruel Coloniser in the History books I read… why ‘not’ the Choose One-be of the decedents of UK’s princes, instead of My-poor Kenyan brother, Samuel…!?”
Jaheem was humoured of the-visually-impaired Jane’s non-understanding of the concept-Of-Colours remarks… but he appreciated-it by hugging his sister tighter and kissing on-top of her bushy Afro-blond hair, and he replied…
“Hahaha – those English-blood are overrated… and ‘Useless,’ that couldn’t open a WC-door, hahaha!!!”
“… but-Why-Ja… why the-Pure-blood of an-African Prince during the End-Times…!?”
The humanitarian Jaheem proudly-said…
“Hehehe, it’s because it was-where the First-civilization on-Earth begun, which-was in-Mother Africa – and Evil from the-Underworld want-to close-the-Chapter of Humanity, with the Spilling of the Blood-Sacrifice of-a Pure-blooded African Prince à so that, gateways-and-portals would ‘open’ during the-Apocalypse… for the-666 legions of Demons of the 7-Wicked-Princes of Hell who would arise – to attack the decedents of Africa that had polarised-and migrated in the 4-direction of the whole wide-world…”
Jane was mentally-tired after the-Dreamworld’s childbirth, she yawned and closed her-unseeing eyes, mumbling…
“… Ja, ja… tell-Me what to-Do… guide-me… your-Blind-sister…”
Before Jane dozed-off, she heard the calm heartbeats on-the warm chest of her-brother… whispering…
“You protect Samuel at-all-Cost ~ his-Blood is the Key which the Brothers-Of-the Underworld and-the ‘Minions’ are after – if Samuel-Dies… that signifies the-Dawn-Of-the End-Times… Sis, Can you do that ‘for’ me…?”
“… yes-Ja… I’ll protect My-Samuel…”
“… thank-you…”
“… no-worries, kiddo… I’ll defend-You, My-Babe… cos I love-You so… so... maa…”
Jaheem looked at his-sister sleeping-peacefully. He got up from the straw-bed… and covered her naked-body with his torn goat-herder fleece blanket. He picked-up his sleeping-niece swaddled-in-rags, after her-feed…
… he cradled the-babe… walking to the-bamboo door, and chuckled…
“Hello, my Little-Apo, hehehe – this is your Uncle-Ja… I got a mission for-you ‘during’ the End-Times – but first we go greet ‘Our’ distinguished visitors outside and, get their Blessings…”
-O-
The rain had stopped…
The moment Jaheem stepped-out of the hut with the-Baby – the whole-jungle came-Alive, like a standing-ovation to-the Birth-Of-the Saviour Daughter…
Sleeping-birds were-up singing to the-loudest of-their voices along with the nocturnal-animals. At the river, elephants were trumpeting while monkeys on-trees were howling to the-Moon…
… the moon-then came-out from clouds, after the tempest… and ‘paraded’ a-Rainbow- spectacle show, of one-a Time phenomenon that… outclassed the-beauty of the Northern-Lights – where the night-skies were ‘Twinkling’ bright with Mother-Nature’s Independence-Day Firework spectacle …
… to Celebrate the-future-Redeemer of Mother-Earth…
The rapt Jaheem danced with his-niece held above his-head, singing ‘Twinkle-Twinkle Little Star… with the dark skinned-Baby, with blonde-hair and blue-eyes cooing along…
… it was followed by his 5-Malinois dancing on their-hindlegs… line-dancing with their-Master, and howling to the tune of the nursery-rhyme. Even Jaheem’s goats led by the Herd-Queen were there… bleating-with-Screams as they sang-the-chorus…
Just like the Abrahamic-visitors of The-3 Wise-Men coming to the Shepard’s manger in Bethlehem ~ the goat-herder’s hut was visited by 3-African Gods:
* SANGO ~ the All-Powerful African-God of Vengeance, Protection and Social-order
* AOWUO ~ the God-Of-Death
* BAMBUTI ~ the God-Of-Animals
Other visitors were OSHUN ~ the Goddess-Of-Love-and-Beauty. She was accompanied by ORUMILA ~ the deity of Wisdom, Knowledge and Omnipresence
… They-All gave their Blessings to the demigoddess-baby, Apolonia… and, left…
Then a late-Transmission from ‘another’ realm of the-Dreamworld was-received – and was projected as a hologram in the night-skies ~ it was from Elysium… the Roman Gods’ heaven…
… it was the paternal ‘father’ of Apolonia through the-Immaculate Conception à the androgenous Roman-God, Apollo was accompanied-by his favourite nymph, Daphine…
… he was drunk… when He gave a longwinded ‘passionate’ slurry speech in-Italian – Jaheem stood-A-minute looking at the-Hologram, without understanding a Word-He-said… with No-subtitles either. The youth noticed He ‘Spoke’ with his-Hands too – while Hand-Jiving-to the language’s rhythmic…
… the bored baby cried in-the-midst of the wearied oration… Jaheem did a Thumb’s-Up to Apollo in-the-Skies – and, pointed at the hut… indicating he’s leaving with-the-baby…
… even the dogs-and-goats did ‘not’ stick-around… and went back to the-pen… leaving angry-Birds screeching-and-heckling the drunk-God’s sermon… shooing Him TO-GO away from further disturbing the tranquil Peace-of the dusk…
Before entering the hut, Jaheem chuckled to the crying-infant…
“… that-bugger – your-Dada is a boring c*** don’t you-say, hehehe…?”
Inside, the youth noticed that the straw-bed was empty ~ with the Soul-Of-Jane was-GONE…
… he put the baby in the bambooed wooden-bassinet, and rocked-the-cradle… saying…
“… sleep-Apo… your Mama is-Back to her-Waking-world – to ‘protect’ Your-uncle-Samuel ~ and, I’ll protect you-from Over-here, my Sweet-niece, yea…
“… hehehe, and Uncle-Ja would ‘Raise’ You TO BE a formidable-Warrior ~ and, prepare-You for the-battles-Of-the End Times… for thou-Art the ‘promised’ Redeemer-Of-a New Era, of a-New-Age-religion…”
The blonde, darkling with blue-eyes cooed, as she was rocked-to sleep.