Welcome Citizens of Planet K2-155d.

Doomsday Clock: 89 seconds to midnight.

This Day 15 November in the year 2025. For thee Oh Children of the Year of Peace 15 November 2105.

Today’s Lecture is the period in History of Planet Earth known as the Era of the Great Destruction. A destruction that tore through not only mankind’s greatest achievements and great cities but also submerged the moral code that held their society together with a tidal wave of greed and the stupidity brought by that greed .

You will find it difficult to understand how the obvious signs of moral decay, a climate that became a system of extrapolated systemic energy confusion and a mass of mankind who could afford no allegiance other than their next meal could progress unchecked to its own destruction. Yet you know it did – you are here. The living proof of a history that as we watch is being written in 2025 by one man – one man amongst 7 billion.

Thankyou future citizens for the opportunity to provide you with my true account of the terrible era of mankind known as ‘The Deception’ which as you know evolved to become ‘The Era of the Great Destruction’. As I write this the World is sinking further and further into the cavernous and dark time known as the ‘Serpents of Satan. You can see and hear this time of the Serpents of Satan if you take the day tour of the Great Hall of Screaming. As you walk past the Prime Minister and Presidents as well as other senior members of of the Military and Security Service’s you will no doubt be in awe of the many ways in which it is possible to enter the human rectum. I hope you ensure you wear the headphones so as not be deafened by the screaming. You will be in puzzlement that so many of these Serpents of Satan are reading this yet appear to want to accept the eternity of pain to come. It will no doubt come as a shock to you that the Curse of the Flaming Rectum given with so much pleasure by the Great Deity Tutankhamun did not deter the Leaders of the time to stop ‘The Deception’. This Oh future Citizens will need to be carefully explained to you as ‘Greed’. But and it is a big But I must also bring into this account the 1000 year Reich. For this is their time to come.

15 November in the year 2025.

Thankyou for taking the time to read today’s day in history Oh Citizens of the Year 2150. You will of course be able to watch the events I am describing which may bring to you emotions you have never felt before. The shock the graphic images of a peoples and a World on a Highway to Hell who appear to be totally unconcerned as to the absolute horrors to come will cause you to redefine insanity.

So Citizens of 2150 this is civilized mankind in 2025.

She sat quietly, still, in shock, covered in the dust of what was once a busy loud and excited street.

Women hanging out their washing.

Old men discussing the affairs of the World.

Children being children; noisy, exuberant, joyful.

Street vendors plying their wares. Colours, smell, chatter and serious business.

The sky cloudless. The sun radiant. The air fresh.

A mornng to live for. A day to enjoy.

They never heard it. After…………..

Silence. A stillness filled with death. The shock stilled life

Then the pain, the screaming, the cries for help, the blood.

Then the absolute realization.

Gone. Her mother. She was gone.

Numbed, shocked. He mother a bloody, tangled mess of bone, burnt flesh and charred bone.

She sat quietly, still, in shock, covered in the dust of what was once a busy loud and excited street.

The President turned off his T.V

The Security Council read the menu.

The Secretary General yawned.

The Prime Minister was asleep.

The religions too busy being the cause.

The protesters wasted their time – some only for the sport.

7 billion people did nothing.

361,000 fully trained United Nations troops marched yet another parade.

That oh citizens of 2150 happens every day in Global Hell.

I wanted to do something. I could have done something.

But 7 billion people did nothing to help me.

Today the 16 of November 2025 here in the centrifuge center of Evil

Today for thee 16 November 2150

Not by choice this writing of Evil be. I write by the need that you must ensure that the joyous and harmonious World you enjoy for must forever be on guard for the Evil of the World I live in. You have the great sciences to ensure that the Evil infested in mankind by its own choice does not travel the Universe. Do not let the ambitions of man contaminate your Universe. For mankind doth evolve from Spirit and Soul born of the creation of God’s own desire for a Universe of Peace into a evil virus; as it enters all of mankind scrabbling and devouring bowels of the once innocent. Now they the depraved leaving a trail of dead and decaying entrails of those who succumbed to Jorogumo. Only to be woken in the dead of night by Penanggalan laying besides them blood wet on the sheets of their own greed and selfishness.

Oh how distanced mankind has come from the very principles that so many died in sacrifice to ensure a better and just World. After these words are written I will provide a discussion between Evil and Good so as to illustrate the depraved rotten and hollow depths the land of the Serpents of Satan and their allegiance to all Evils have become entwined with.

Once a civilised peoples but now morphing into the the Lamashtu of our World. Oh citizens of the Future World how I so desire to warn this World not to see the evil stare of the Serpents of Satan for only Evil will befall them. Banish them from your shores I would say for they will only bring a great darkness to your land. Do not let their silver vultures of the air prey upon you, eager to devour you with their carriage of Evil in the form of Lamashtu behind the like evil beauty of Jorogumo. So too your towering men and women of your great sports let them not be touched by the evil of Penanggalan who will return in the darkest of nights – blood to be drained.

Here I pause as I am in too much pain and discomfort to continue and my writing be oft interrupted by the sanction of a Politic who lie their responsibility to the law and their peoples…….

21 November 2025. 21 November 2150.

Oh children of the ‘Time of Peace’ let your tears flow.

Be thy aware of the pain that this day doth tear a child apart.

Be it not from war or hunger but the depraved greed of man – and woman.

This World I bring to thee you will never have to feel.

You will never feel the pain,

You will never feel the guilt forced upon you.

You will never feel the memory.

You will never feel your own confusion

And you will never feel the loneliness.

These emotions are being felt today by children of this world.

The pain given to them not by those who abuse them

But by those who state they love them.

By those of blue who should protect them

By those in khaki who should march bayonets drawn for them

For those leaders of State who should command the law to protect them

Those leaders of State who words fall death upon the Truth

Who seek not Justice but only an accountability to their own power

From those who say they are of God yet defile Gods words.

For those whose duty is bound to care for them

Yet all did naught to save them.

Yes Oh children of the Peace

I have warned and warned and warned

This be no Global feat of research

This be a deadly charade – no notice be taken of me

Daily, weekly and yearly

No man or women doth show my care

At this second another child dies.

Drugged,

Torn apart from the plunging relentless greed of the manhood

Body now lifeless.

Only I cared.

26 November 2025. 26 November 2150

So children of the Year of Peace 2150.

Today I am going to ask you to join me on a journey.

For this you will be need to be brave, resolute and unfearing of the horror you will see and hear – but not feel. I have no wish to bring to you the pain that you are about to see. The greatest pain will be the realization that man doth unto man that which destroys his own soul. That which tears him apart with guilt and a fear that he indeed be the evil so many once fought to defeat.

She so innocent a child smiled at the man.

He drove the needle deep into her white skin.

She trembled in anticipation of the flood of emotional confusion

She thanked him with crying eyes as she lay down before him

He now a desperate savage,

His breath a rancid fog of depravity

His arms a stranglehold that clawed her still body

His own lust now his mantle crown.

Her face unrecognizable

Her body a jellied mess of skin and bone

They the stinking filthy husks of Satan

Throw the mass of bloodied jellied flesh

Onto the towering growing mound.

Of innocents, a joy now so brutally dead.

A mound where one day hard men will cry

Women will weep

Children will scream

For it is on their condemned souls

The spirits of the children dead will be

Their torment for ever.

Hell their own screaming intensity of pain

The absolute horror children,

Is that in this hour of 17:54 on the 26 November 2025

7 billion of the peoples of the World

Know I am writing that which is true

But their greed has the foremost claim to satisfaction

Yes – Mankind is the Evil.

It cannot go forward into the Dawn

Into the twilight it will forever dwell

7 billion blackened and dead souls.

وَيَوْمَ الْقِيَـمَةِ تَرَى الَّذِينَ كَذَبُواْ عَلَى اللَّهِ

وُجُوهُهُم مُّسْوَدَّةٌ

أَلَيْسَ فِى جَهَنَّمَ مَثْوًى لِّلْمُتَكَبِّرِينَ

وَيُنَجِّى اللَّهُ الَّذِينَ اتَّقَوْاْ بِمَفَازَتِهِمْ

لاَ يَمَسُّهُمُ السُّوءُ

وَلاَ هُمْ يَحْزَنُونَ

God has set a day in which he purposes to judge the inhabited earth.” (Acts 17:31)

Yes Children

We are judged

We will be judged

We are forever judged

I say we let not Evil prosper

For are we all the Serpents of Satan?

Is there none who will join me

For the journey into the final Battle

Of

Good against Evil.

Does mankind have hardened Warriors of Tempered Steel?

Where be the Forces of Justice?

Oh children of the year 2150

As you will see in the Hall of the Universe of Valour

Be those who fought at my side…

29.11.25 Children. Still the Evil doth tear the child

Some maybe myself to die in battle.

Better to die with principle your guardian

Integrity your battle cry

Evil laying screaming and squirming

The child still asleep – safe

The woman walking with no fear

The elderly unafraid

You with the sword of rightrensous

Yes better to die not a a monument to shame

But to a past grand vision -worth dying for.

That is why we must live the legacy

Breathe the bravery

Walk in their shadows

Stand firm against tyranny

Let no bridge be undefended

Let the shores of depravity be thy beachhead

Let the skies be blue not black with the hate of red

Free to hear the thunder of 1000 horses

As the power of the Merlin gave flame to evil

Let the seas be crossed without fear

A people of an Island to stand firm

Let their valor be our breastplate

Let a City in the shadow of Saint Paul

Be not ablaze with fear and anger

But shine with hope and live with pride

Yes let not the the legacy be cowardly shame

But our everyday march to their sacriifce.

Yes Trojans of military might

Where art thou?

In the dust of dismay

Or in the shining light of God?

than to live in the shadow of eternal shame….