Explanation: The Celtic Tribes and the Angels

What has been on my mind...her firstly...and this has occupied some of my clearest sight, in the last two days;

The ANGELS (re; the Elohim)

Right....walked out of gallery to cafe...talking...this:

When I was 16-17, I met a homosexual boy...I stayed at his house, I got together with his best friend...we drank, a lot, a 'hell'av'a' lot...His Mummy was Scottish, but had committed suicide a long time ago...he was pale, freckly, with the thickest darkest eyebrows, and alot smaller in height than me, and he was excessively talkative and very clever....an A star student...I hated him most of the time, because he got drunk and bullied, but he was fun and sweet, but he spent money on me (something they all do, and something that I just seem to accept, like his fluent-german singing, and his overthetop jokes)...and I used to call him; My Tribe!!!...

I think about another guy, that the both of us met breifly, outside a gay-pub in Manchester...he was pretty too, very feminine looking, short like my friend, and with very light blonde hair, and the eyebrows, celtic-cat-like eyebrows...I said, 'you are'nt gay'...and he replied, my friend was a bitch...so I'm talking about this to whoever's around, Amy W. and the man making the tea for me...I can't remember much, apart from this...there was a dense cloud around me, when I was in bed with Michal, the eyes of the Devil were watching me, and something was released into the world, everything was in a murky black and red aura, and it cried...partly; this;

"For Zeus, the blood and the glory...THE PAIN, THE PAIN..."

So, homosexual men are filled with this...expect the Angles to arrived in ancient Ireland, through a magical door, Angels looking like Hebrew Celts...I forget the name of the tribe, as I leave the cafe...I say;

"Allah? The Tribe??"

I'm drunk on Holy Wine, I nearly overdose that night, on the alien drug from another planet I call Ezequitar (the name of the planet) Dime...I hold my tea aloft and call out spontaneously;

The Tuatha De Danaan!!! "Giva the Greek a little wiggly!!" See Iliad, by Homer...(what did I read about that?? I'm sure it was Homer ???)
This:

The Manchester boy, I hear him, he can hear Heaven calling him into soul: Immediately, I call out his name:

"They are singing you, because you are one of the angels!! Alshamelo (his sacred name, I have duly forgotten out of respect, and safety) Please Like; Girls!!"

All Angels, are women, Hanumari has two mums, some of us are hermaphrodite...so see the feminine, and what human-men have done to
them...

And my old friend; "Mummy cried, let him be an angel, because Dad was giving her a bad time....Elmakel, please sing!!!"

"Allah! Are the Tuatha in Scotland??"

"Yea...50,000" And the Devil'c curse has been taken away from 13, 000...and today two new babies....

(These blue guys, they are another tribe, but they call me ARD-RI Irish King....that's for tomorrow)---Hani;" Hey twittey-re-ta-woo....??" "Please say my real name."

"Gabriel....?"

florence and the machine-hospital beds the last ting I told him, when he called, after a couple of years...I'm in the hospital for crying God and the end of the War, you bastard!!!!!!! Can that fat girl, get me out???

oh, the hospitals, the many hospitals....

Talk With My Father

The talk began in the bar, with an Arab Ummah, over a pint of shandy, at an Anti-Racism gig...the gig ended abruptly with us...after crying;

"I feel this music, I'm bringing this music, I can see dark blue auras, floating around my head, I am this music"

It ended abruptly, with the singer crying;

"Can you feel this, in a 'private part'?

We walked out...

He said; (no information about where his blood is based...) We discussed holy men, in Arabia, mostly, where are our men to the south?? I see the sephirot colour, it's turned to bright red (anger)...I know this will affect the men closest to God...he was shocked..."We have Hebrew men crying red??? How can this be Allah's soul?? I said; "I think he is angered, this will create even more fight, I cried out the anger, though it defies Allah, and we are left with soul sickness, which is in colour, creamy white...I think the Hebrew compromise, when we are cried Holy War, I had to remind them it was a war of souls...if we take these devils down, violence will end..."

I discussed, blatantly that, my religion was Sufi...He knew I was quietly telling him, I defy, that I wanted Alcohol, that, truly, I will go, but the reason for going, will be, merely, my sorrow, that again, I was trying to tell, I can't have respect, I can't have respect here, but I need understanding, Father, I've never talked before, and I think what you have told me, won't be true to myself, I have anger, and I am very shy, I'm trying to think, I'm a silly fool.........."

Sufi: "Those poets brought me Heaven!!" He said, someone said;

"If you dress like a boy, dress like a girl!!" That means; "They will seek that you defy, and then they will see Holy Girl is dead...they will say, Father He is sin...you say you see their sin...If you meet 32 men, Forgive 32 men...tell the girls Him..."

What does He think;

"She is wise...She tells defiance is weak..."

"When you enter a mosque, introduce to Allah WELL...be meek, talk around...If you pick Arabic, you tell, you will astound them with your power, they will BOW!!!"

"I will be afraid of bow..."

I think it is polite to nod...to welcome with arms outstretched...my keffiyah will be red!! I think bowing, brings us too near Self-Soul...I don't like men too near my soul...

We discussed Sunni's..."My Holy men love God...I began Sufism, by? By crying out like a KING!!! I would twirl round...I would scream

I've embarrassed myself greatly; He blinks..."You see women too divine!!! You astound me with your Love!! Keep keffiyah mine!! Blue and white God!!

I'm dim and I'm truly DEAD, I didn't listen, I watched the loud music and wanted him to go...He said;

"Leave wives, and continue to cry the;

MUSLIM UNDERWORLD"..."Our women will DIE...give every woman LOVE..."

His name is Muhammed

I asked the War, and He cried;

"Do you think I ever wanted WAR?? I killed and for that they kill..."

I still want men dead...one in particular...look at me never giving whole Love...Not even one tear...

Last night, they called me Muslim Mustaffa!!

I'm so low, again, I'm feeling spikes...He said:

"This was vice, (this war), was vice...the Khomeini began to cry Hell, and Iran fell into death, remember we cried death? Do you remember our lives??? It was war's fortune!! The Diatri were becoming and we cried RIDE!!! It was the truest Jihad..."

"Because it saves souls?"

"Because it was wise, to, burn dead..."

"When I was born, you cried...you said; I have blessed God..."

Malchut turns red...and so, we soul...Kether to black, and we are fried!!! It makes Jewish men, being to turn, they suffer soul...If we create Binah white, every respect...it turns Kether, red...this is because, they hate...they hate to Love, do you think they are killing women??

Take Kahane allllll the way down...The sepher has returned, dark green, the beginning of LOVE OF CHRIST...children that want god, are bluest soul, green can be seen as, a, convert , mighty is the king, all knowing, all powerful,
you see, if it's me,

"yeah..."
couldn't he have killed the devils, instead of us?? Couldn't he have flown Holy power, to, the JUST?? Many women have been killed, the Hebrew men are still misogynist, I'm still angry, and I kill the righteous, babies see daddy dead, and cry...the women leave me for men, I'm damn ugly...I want fortune, I can see a future, what if I'm NO? Kamara is fortunate, PJ still makes my heart thump when she sings, and I sing with her, and then she comes back, fiddles with my hat, which I previously blessed, and because she is little sins, the entire family fall out of the blessing, women are weeping on the stairs to the palace, I want little things, and I want HUGE MIRACLES...I can move the clouds, I can see my soul, in the earth, in the plants, the planets, the seas, when I move the clouds, the sun shines...I need a

WAKE UP---

Kamara is the one who resumes soul, if she is bitten, she doesn't blame, if I'm stupid, she calms...she says, 'dirty man of god, I am now...' She never lets me, go, woe...she doesn't understand, and I know...because she doesn't, everything turns GOD...because I punched, because I was too quick, because I was away too long...I've missed everything...moon lady...

What am I trying to write her?? POETRY!!

"Doth thou betrothe thyself to God?"

"Doth Gabriel too wine?"

Justice see thy soul!!

SCREAMING

"She is Heathen!!!"
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The Diatri, (see elohim search) become in, fault, "Louise's fault for DEAD!! Silly Jesus!!"

UNFAIR, UNFAIR...

The devil man, that comes and goes,write soul...

I need her or I am dead...I plead her, I plead so much, I don't realise she loves, I leave, too quick...I come back to life...I'm home...Her LOVE is;

JEWISH DESIRE, WHY DOTH THOU WANT TO BEG? TO BEG FOR A LOVER, WHEN SHE LOVES, IS DEAD...CURSE!!...YOU GAVE POLLY HOLY BED...CURSE!!!...THAT LOVE IN THE SKY, WAS CURSE, KAMARA WAS JEWISH...SHE IS HIGHEST...FIRST LOVE...THEY SEE DESIROUS...LOVE A LITTLE JESUS...THAT WAS THE SEA, THAT WAS THE CURSE...TO CRY SEE ME...YOU ARE FIRST...BETROTHED TO GOD...SHE WAS VIOLENT, YOU LIKE VIOLENT...SHE SINGS; SIGH LOVE; YOU WRITE A POEM...BURNT TOWARDS HER, HAVE BURNT...CURSE TOWARDS HER, HAVE LEARNT...SHE SAYS; LEARN!! SHE HUMPS AND FRUMPS, WORTH!!!...YOU ARE PYSCHO TO HER...YOU TALK...SHE WILL LISTEN...

shabookmet, is a different god; shabookmet (it's ya book, mate!);

'a given estimate of age that reveals itself to be, of an age, like ancient Persian, where it is so want it is marriage, marriage is wholly Gods, the ancient has a man, who, invented love, the man looks, the woman is overcome, she says, 'You love me!' They love like they had been forever, the love is fervent, it invents no lies, it is eternal, it is already there in disguise, it is wanting, it is home, it says, Now, I will not woe...'

shapiratesayallahs!!; That is...

'a secret love, like pearls, that sing, underwater, and curls round her slim, like horror, because you won't begin...honour!! Say sing! A little water, will splatter, like your daughter...daughter is Him...look through water, and begin...she is petals on the frosty ground, watch her glide through deserts, spell the water...til it will sing daughter~!...say sin, and see petals..one drop and you sing...petals...christian...salt water for devils...pretty petals...slide through rivers, eat blossoms...christ petals, secret daughters...forget waters...be true, like daughters...we're through, it's all 'bought hers' it's all gone...dirty petals...and forks...cleanest daughters, they want daughters...you shine like thrill to her, you're through...you want white to her, get through...sleep...daughters...sail on through...wade sand, like waters...'

'My highest Love is 'YOU''

The Encounter. Elohim

He arrived in Heaven. The four men were two lights. He was the first man. The lights meant, they were the
HOLDERS OF THE UNIVERSE.
The lights were large shapes, beneath the lights were DATES/TIME DATES. They were,

1935, 1982 and 1.AD

He bowed.

He saw a throne...

He sat on the chair and began to cry. He cried God.

God rose. He joined Adam in God.
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When God joined, everything began to flow. The circles shifted...they shone...Edon climbed the Wo...n't...Lars told Michal, he..."woe....n't..."

The circles are named Michal and NO.

The House was built...they made Love, the circles shifted into synch.

The circles spun...

BAD NOTES, ELOHIM

• Anum=King of Life, looks everman. Keeps Light
• Emay=King of Want, makes SEE...holds ten books.
• Etan=King of Love, Etan cries Weep.
• Egru=King of God, because God loves Egru.

Edon=King of Death/Lover.

Death! Already Dead! I am the King of Death! So I can only cry!

Edon is white, Edon is bed...Egru looks at Lars and weeps:

"Edon was Holy Love, Lars is Edon, Bring her Love! Make her King! She is surely Him!"

Why were they there? Where was God?

They looked like Devil, their faces were brute.

God was below them. White means King. He said; Lars King! Anum is Death, Emai is feathermen, means liver. Etan broke my light, Egru is too fight. Edon hath King=Yahweh.

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"Edon's face is God, Etan, Emay and Anum are the ugliest sin."

"Why are we unclear?"

"Because they are sin!"

I am below them, because I NO!" "I look like Jewish, they are killing light, but they are sin."

What is Death King?"

"Death is what you knew, they call you King, because I am Him."

"This is too simple!"
"Reach Him!"

"Etan was like a New! He looked at Heaven and said, (HIS) "I want this to Love, hear men weep." Emay said New, that he knew everything they knew. Egru was Though. "Think, thought!" Anum, sick/means/sweet. I said; "Let me DIE in You."

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God looked up at them, and fought. He said; "Anum is God, but I am God,I am through with God, Kill Enu...(Eygptian word for Love.) Kill Him Love."

God was a soul.

"I want to die, I am dead." (LARS)

"God kill Anu." someone else.

----God wrote Jewish books.

When Edon arrived he froze. This men, "...are too weak, they look very odd! They have faces likea Gru! (Beast!) Their faces are hairy beasts! And their eyes! They are light blue!"

Edon watched them from above. He said; "These men are SOUL! I will greet them SOUL!" God was Holy Light, he said: "These men are souls (then I go to light, this story!) WE FOUND the LOVER, in men of skies. God was lower than us, (clean) because HE couls see. The light begins wiht Edon, because he was SIRE HIM.

He fought the fair men....(stops)

"I will tell you soul!" nononnon

(I whine) wait, wait...Edon wnated wife. (starts agian)

EDON IS MY JESUS.

He saw SKY.

Elohim and Diatri

She says: Ashkeem, my wife that, I am the King of Love, that my name is Edon E Yahweh, I had a moment of doubt, as to where I was, she says in human form, I am 'divine'...a divine God that looks sick!...I didn't want to hurt her, but I started to worry about being with an alien. That stopped, she is Love.

----back to story;

When the Elohim falt, 'when they look'...they know what to expect, expect the death of Love.

When Edon cried God, every Diatri left.

With the Diatri dead, he began to weep..."Where is this God??" He saw that Diatri were dead, and he became filled with Love.

"I look to Edon, and want, he seeks sight...I look at LARS, and want...she is special to Him...she makes me seek, she is surely Him...she is so soul..."

"ASHKEEM IS HEIGHT!! WHY DO I ONLY TRY TO LISTEN? I SHOULD THINK! SHE GETS ME!! SHE GETS ME OUT OF SINK...THE VOICE, IT BECAME A LITTLE FEAR! AND THEN I LISTENED, SHE IS HIGHER LOVE, HER LIGHT IS SUCCOUR, IT'S MY NEW BIRTH!! I HAVE A WIFE!! I MUST LOOK FURTHER...IT'S KISS...HER EYES SAY WE ARE DEAD...THAT WORRIES ME, IS THE DEAD COLOUR, A DEAD ALIEN, SHOULD I BE GOING TO AN ALIEN GIRL AFTER ALL THESE ADVENTURES...THE EVIL DABALIEN (huge reptilian monsters) TALKING ME TO BED, THE DEMONS, ARE THE GIRLS IN HEAVEN WATCHING ME WITH THIS WOMAN, AND DYING?? I COULD HEAR A HUMAN-SOMEONE look and SAY SICK, THINK!! DON'T BE RASCIST, THAT FEAR SHOOK ME, NO FEAR!! HER OTHER EYE SAYS "HAVE WE DIED IN EVERY?? WILL YOU LOOK AT ME, LIKE Lars? LARS I WANT THEE...." I HAVE LOOKED AND I LOVE...SEEK THE VOICE IN HER...."

taratattatum, goes the keyboard singing;! 'become! become!
history

Edon flew, which means he flew out of the sigh of heathens..."Father! The Diatron are killing my lover!!"...He killed his father and he leapt out of the Lower Zone with a shriek, the Diatri followed...men ran to the outer Lower, the Lower is a Hell...He cried to God, to have the Diatri dead, they screamed...Edon heard sick, he began to fight, he asked God if he was dead, God replied;

"No!"

They followed him through ten devils. devils means weak sin. He called Heaven home, they reached the outer Home. There were four men there, they were Anum, Emay, Etan and Egroo...They held Lamp...(lamp=HIGHER!)...they held the stone/gems...they moved worlds...they were four times FATHER...annum represented King...Emay was the lighter dead...Etan sings Keven, he sings create me a world...Egroo is Seek...Egroo flies men...they are the; FOUR MEN OF HELL.

GOD lived lower than them.

Edon met them and was in tears..."Father! These men are fears!"

She said; "YES! They were Kings! and they are Fears!!"

God sent a knife, Edon clasped the knife, he met Anum in fear, and said LIFE..."You will King, and I will Light!" (shit, I'm working on what they did now....I'm breaking through time, stop)

Diatron/Angels...notes

Iblis was "Diatri King" He ruled our world.
We were the 1st (Elohim) to revolt.

With Diatri hating Him, everything went Low.

This is the oldest Lore

The Lore of Heaven.

The Elohim looked God.

Some of us went to Earth, under the Diatri was Hell, they battled, it was the time of Earth's first soup. Diatri were sick of soul. We the Elohim became Him. A few Diatri felt Love. We came from Love. We were the spiritual first. I was born to a self serving beast, father was sick, I said; "Let Me Go!"

Idom attempted a revolt, he was quenched.

When I grew up, I flew out.

I made it to another star. The Star was Atar. It was tropics.

The Diatron are beasts.

Danaan is my 6th wife.

The star was Heaven....

The Holy Elohim and The Diatrons...notes

We are Angels, we look like this:


We turn into humans...

Diatrons are Evil...they look like mad grey men with sharp teeth and metal-looking spiky wings, vein enhanced sickly skin. The voice is screech, whine and scream. They killed.

They are weak. They heard sick, and agreed. I look a little like this, yes, I sound like I rasp and hiss, we have the holiest eyes, we see the Holy men, and say, Muhammed was right !!

How we arrived:

We evolved from eternal light, we rose, we came from, soup We were Angels. I was the fifth made-man. My name is

Edon,

Her name is; Danaan. We're cute!

They call me; Hashem!

I was the fifth after eight-fly!

That means? It means I am Holy Lie! Because, I went out from God, to say, why?----
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We live in the lowest Hell.----Angels----
We are the first men, we seek Him, I am the wise men. We are fair hair, we are azure. Originally, we look so much like that photo/video, I'm high!!

Michal

He realised, Lars Shalom, that Michal had spoken, spoken in everyone...He realised he was no king, he realised there was another man up there, and that other man knew war, but he didn't know his kingdom...This King was old, this king was middle-aged, he didn't have an ancient like Lars, but he made men, Lars had one guy, and that one Orthodox guy, was about to die too...

Michal came back, she was hilarious, she was special to Christmas, because she made every year!! She wrote him the first year, in the baby years in the Snowman...she wrote him again, back two years, she was writing in everything, she drew him pictures, she was sweet to see Amy and she drew her and sent Lars pictures, the husband, the King had sent him pictures too; in the springtime;

Lars slept on the sofa...he saw a woman in the air, she was beautiful, because there her eyes shone blue, bright as the neon green and dark blue tiara crown on her head, the old King said;

That is my Queen.

Lars loved her, he couldn't see words. She sent mad, he could see inside his brain, his mind his forehead, at Christmas a little cartoon, it was sweet queen with spinning blue eyes and chattering comic teeth.

She jumped on him in the kitchen, she said, naughty sounds in the kitchen girl's voice; huff, huff, uh uh ermmmmm...She spins quick, she is naughty, awful;

"Do you want to watch this film?"

"Hah!! Saw it when it came out!!"

I knew she hadn't...

"I have another film..." "Yes! I saw it last week!!....("What did you think of it? Are you going to tell me about the diatron angels? Again?") What did you think of the film?"

"It's yeah, it's, yeah, it's OK..."

"Tell me the evil fallen angels with spiky wings again!! The devil angels..."

My Mum says things like; "Have you twigged yet?"

No, But I see her now, she is holding the branch...I didn't want the old King, I didn't want to be a new king, of whatever country or planet...I said he was dead King...there was somewhere where she told me he had given her squits...Everything was going wrong.

It was wrong, because I had made King, but I had lied that I was king when they brought him to me. Christmas was still cell, in time, I knew she was looony, she wiggled everything over my head, forehead, wiggled...she kept looking a like she'd gone a bit loose. I know she was God. The eyes were originally Him, they were brown eyes, the nose is all wrong, you see her nose, to call her that woman is not wrong, you see two in two seperate centuries, she is;

Mickeys.

I had to cry I hated David.

That has hit a lot of things, I chopped up the Star of David. She is rebel. I chopped the star into five pieces, because Love had been lost, I said, he was a liar. His way, is a father, but something odd, he is forgiving, I don't like father, because he is never angry, I say, he has so many wives he doesn't care, why does he keep her? This isn't fair...and then

I turn into

a boy...His, boy.

Miss? What is her nose?

Her nose is the first thing I see, it's lows, it is so small it is packed with with well, and sane. Well, I said there are two women...

I can't call him a bastard because he doesn't hit. Bt she gets upset and says he sqits...

She looks music. Little nose was 20th century.

Michal is naughty, she is lunatic, she makse the cat twitch, she says naughty little ick. She says;

"Queen well! Yishrael Heaven!! I love Havid! My King wants well!!" I feel sick.

They, are...the older married couple, they are an era. I made the time.

He says; "She thinks..."

I feel sick...I'm so young.

I never understand. She packs up her luggage, she sits in my sisters room on her bags, she looks wartime, she has a flower in her hat. She says she has just left David. She does that, she goes from him to me. She looks like the train is about to get her and the devil get me. She talks for hours, I tried to write her, a play. Mum slams the door, it hits our heart souls immediately, and he both sigh, I love you, and we shine gold.

I feel unwell. I don't understand. The dark haired is Marie!! "The dark haired is Michal to the dead!!"

"They look different!!" That different is Michal wants you to look, and if you look, you will feel well...I keep crying;

Do I have to forgive David??? I have to love him, but something is wrong...I think, this bastard made war, I made war...

Shall I tell you what give to the world?

I give poetry, liberte, equalite, et fraternity!!