They tried to kill me two days ago. It was such a sophisticated attack.
I’m not entirely sure why because if they knew who I really was then they wouldn’t have bothered with it, but they did anyway.
***
I met her last month; my friend, from the Philippines. She was nice, educated, smart, and very good looking — about my age too which was nice. A world traveller was she.
We hit it off immediately.
Of course, she had been my friend from three years ago; we had history together. Nothing seductive, only friendship. I like women overall, I always have done.
She had added me as a friend and I was so pleased to see her. I hadn’t seen anyone in a while and it was nice to reacquaint myself with someone new (sort of). She ranked highly in my aspirations so she gained rank in my community almost immediately.
We spent the whole month chatting together, and through her my confidence began to soar.
I was tidying up, showering regularly, putting on a face for work; I’m the typical guy that tends to put on a hoody and slacks when I sit on my PC and write, but not this time. I was seeing a considerable upswing to my mood and perception of self.
It had become immediately clear to me that being friends with this woman was working wonders for me. I was thoroughly enjoying her presence of being around her.
And we would discuss dreams, aspirations, goals, and the future — but it was just friendship, nothing else. I have a Royal Priestess tied to my heart and a wife in the real world I am very loyal to. And yet, this could be described as a nice alliance, one which honours the gentle bond between a man and a woman.
That’s where I met my Dragon.
I remember as I was meditating I stumbled across a cave, and down at the bottom of a deep dark cave I saw a Dragon, chained.
I bust its chains open with a dirty hammer mallet and it roooared fire on me. But, the fire curled around me as if I was immune to it, then i rode it up into the skylight as if we were free to the world.
Happy with my imaginative Dragon was I; it protected me from invisible harm, and that has been happening a lot to me as of late. Life was becoming more relaxed, and more harmonious.
I also met a crow. Something my wife and I shared disagreement on. There was a crow outside our house every morning; crowing hard. My wife had told me they were the harbingers of death, and I was telling her that no, they are more so about transformation.
Anyway, I had this crow around us for a week. Still hear it’s loud noises in my mind playing over sometimes; I’ve yet to discover what it really meant although I am sure I will in time.
About three-four days ago that’s where I met a strange woman in the shop. I noticed her, she stood out very well. She was very pretty, and she looked as if she didn’t fit in to the typical shop I was in. Very interested in me she was, even although she acted as if she wasn’t — I could feel her spirituality all around me, like an envelope.
That’s when my Filipino friend started to get weird on me. Instead of cycling me up, she began cycling me down, and harshly at that. Nothing I said worked, I could not be the bigger man, nor could I her .. eventually, she cut contact with me.
So weird I thought to myself.
Why would my friend do this?
That’s when I began feeling pain all over. As if I was being pressed on by a thousand weights. I saw visions of a black African man chanting through a skull and pouring blood through it; I could hear the voodoo drum beat in my head.
It wasn’t scary, more so interesting. Painful? Yes, Scary? No. More so.. wow, what the actual hell was that?
I got to sleep about 7am that morning, absolutely wiped from all the weirdness.
That’s when my Royal Priestess spoke up from my heart. Just before I got off my chair to go to bed:
“You’ve just had Voodoo Death inflicted on you. One of the dirtiest darkest magick known to man. It’s a pressure point curse. Timed to absolute perfection. First the woman in the shop was there to set your psychic field, then your Filipino friend was there to wind you down.
Then after all that Voodoo Magick was there to finish it off. When the authorities looked in it would have looked like you had an argument with your friend and with all the stress you have in your life you couldn’t cope..
Open and shut case. Easy.
They don’t get that curse out for just anyone.
This is magick from The Brotherhood. Everyone is scared of them.
But you are the King. Nothing on this earth can harm you.”
***
It was today I was sharing some Anniversary cakes and coffee with my wife and family when I saw more people like the lady in the shop.
I was mad, “how dare they poke around my business and try and interfere with my life, this is not right.”
But then later I realised these were my people. The people that watch me, make sure that I am safe. This is my Kingdom, what I am inheriting as I am arising.
That’s when I realised there was one solitary person there that was different from the rest, sitting on his own, watching me — and he was from The Brotherhood.
But he didn’t see the others. He didn’t see the five – six others around me, keeping me safe, watching me at all times. Not including my own family.
We’ve only watched thus far. Never moved out of our station, never stepped into the limelight.
Just .. calmly observing.
And that’s the beauty of this story my friends. I am a King awakening to receive the earth. The people that control this planet are soon in for a rude awakening. We know all their most deeply held secrets; the people they cheat with their wives on, their insecurities, their vulnerabilities, their death counts, their plans, and ultimately.. everything.
We know it all.
In the words of Tyler Durden:
“The people you’re after are the people you depend on. We cook your meals. We haul your trash. We connect your calls. We drive your ambulances. We guard you while you sleep. Do not… fuck with us.”
The Divine Order.
And we are announcing our presence and opening our doors for the first time in hundreds of years.
You don’t get an easy way in with us. We are bloodline encoded. You only get a look in if you’re a descendant of someone who has previously been in the order.
Covid was a nasty attack on us to root out our bloodlines and kill our descendants, but they failed. Dismally.
We are looking for fresh meat, though.
We open our doors whenever the King is awakened. Vast our world has grown, new people will benefit us greatly.
There is only one entry stipulation with us — you must pass through Divine Truth to rise.
No secrets.
We hear them all, we honour them.
Then you are granted entry.
You can find us here at The Order of The Phoenix. Ma’at’s idea, she is a Phoenix and she prefers that.
We cycle upwards through love.
Not the shite we have now.
The Brotherhood has been stopping people from cycling upwards for generations to retain their foothold on power.
We are making ourselves known again. To re-balance power.
The world is at a point now where we can put an end to poverty and meet the stars.
We are here to make sure that is a reality and not just a dream.
After that we will slip back into myth and legend. A good story to tell your Grandchildren by the fire.
A Myth in 200 years.
A legend in 1000.
