My Allegory

The Universe convened at this full moon of MARCH 2026 as it concerns Me, that Voice of Insanity from the past who relinquished all ties to my known lifestyle yet tried desperately to BE love never fails, and fails daily. Three Daughters honored Little Sister with conversations and My Luvs, oh My Luvs, we EXPERIENCED THE LEARNMENTORING I dream can be reality.

Yes, Tara, build walls, because they never change…..change from what My Luvs? Misogyny. Anger. Control.

And hate is produced which nobody knows how to relinquish in love, so we end up where we began at the beginning of our lives before our mothers viewed our face on this side of the world: alone in a womb of confusion: WHO ARE WE? WHAT IS OUR VALUE? It is a Rainbow Void which AI gave Me like this:

So the Universe sent three women this early morning. We know about Mary Magdalene, that Little Sister nobody understands through the ages. Just because you don’t understand her, Deep South in 1989, it doesn’t mean you should control her power.

Or does it? You told her, you male chauvenist pig, you told her you would prove that there is a good pastor.

You lied through your teeth and defiled the Holy Place where she could have worshipped as the Person she is; but Christianity desires girls to sacrifice and men to fuck children. And she looked back one day in Mobile, AL when they were all hypocritically within that righteousness that turned to sour wine in the sippy cups of children molested and raped at the pleasure of pastors. The Doors ; she could see them shut and never open again.

Protestantism and Islam desire girls to sacrifice and men to fuck children.

Little Sister arises from the ashes of Protestantism and Paganism; she has decided paganism is 8 weeks of the year and then…..and then all other weeks are Universal and Undivided/yet defined by time and place for Her Alone as SHEISTORY: THE HE AND SHE STORY OF RIGHTEOUSNESS FOREVER AND ETERNALLY AMEN and amen.

amen and amen.

SHEISTORY CAN AND WILL SING ANYWHERE; Little Sister was met in the Night Watch before the Full moon of MARCH 2026 with a Dream. The Master decided to ignite the fires of the Temple for Light unto the WALL OF NEHEMIAH BEING BUILT AROUND THE HEART AND MIND OF THE ELECT FOREVER AND ETERNALLY and so it was and is a small matter to send the Little Sister a dream and back the video up to 2012……………….2012 through 2015 was before the Great Wrath which comes, and will come with the Wars of unrighteous lineage striking the world in wars of many numbers and not just 3. How unrighteous, how ridiculous, how arrogant do they be?

The TRINITY IS NOT war. THE TRINITY DEFINES THE TRINITY DEFINES THE TRINITY and Little Sister is the Owl, the Spirit of Child, The Innocence and the Horror of childhood never redeemed upon the Earth Core

Little Sister SEES THE DOVE OF TIME AND ETERNITY……SHEISTORY OH SHEISTORY Little Sister can no longer repent; they kill Her Dove and keep killing Her Life Song and SHEISTORY will sing and will fly high unto the time of no time but there are no answers there are only the Killing Field of the life and times of all children everywhere.

Everyplace

Everyday

Everyeternity

Now TARA gets angry. Surely, my Luvs, surely there is some righteousness upon the Earth core still? Surely if she prostates her typing fingers and clears her blogs of anything but nothing…..surely something will answer this ……EPIDEMIC of murder upon the Generations of Goodness….

well…..I will not doubt. I will not strive. I will breathe. and I will worship yet wait; love myself yet hate the past of my insane living. I wish I’d been easier to love. I wish I’d been easier to be a friend to. I wish I wish I wish I didn’t have to be alone to write the truth of all non-truth again and again and again.

I wish upon a star. I wish upon the Sun…….what is to happen to Goodness, My Luv SUN?

Nehemiah 1 KJV – The words of Nehemiah the son of – Bible Gateway

The feature image is my new book. There will be many things in my new book. I tremble. Will I throw this one away as the dross it is too? Is a life only supposed to repent and be destroyed? Is a life supposed to be meaningless as the thing I type this allegory upon?

We are too late, aren’t we Master? We are too late.

In any case, the third part will be handwriting. and some drawing. I return to my days of old a little less wordy and a little more …… willing to be nothing. Nothing at all is best for the sake of love.