THE SWORD AND SICKLE

CHAPTER SEVEN: CONCEPTION

THE SWORD AND SICKLE

PART ONE

CHAPTER SEVEN

CONCEPTION

"Yes, Alinda, I watched as you left your body. I heard what Ariel had to say to you, and it will be so. I love you, and I will love Angela. I am anxious to shed my final fleshly host so that I might become one with Yah. As Yah, I will be one with all people, and then you shall be with me forever. Even now, we are changing, becoming one with all realms, and soon we will understand all, and assume our rightful place as Lord of all. No longer will we be subject to reincarnation. I will draw conclusion to this experiment and see if the souls of this world are worthy of their inheritance. If so, this will be my crowning glory by purifying with fire, and their energy will feed us for eternity. No longer will evil be the counterbalance of good, and all souls of every existence will find their home inside our force, and Lucifer's reign over Earth will end as we consume him and all his followers in Holy Communion. When that time comes, you will be loved open door, Ariel, my armor, and Athena, my wisdom, and goddess of war. On the Last Day, we will rid the Earth of filth."

"So be it, my Lord; your will be done on Earth, as it is in the stars!"

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Angela finally made it home and flopped on her bed. She thought, This is the strangest day of my life. First, I sat all night with a dying President, and next, he miraculously got better, and then I was comforted by the First Lady. Afterwards, I took a nap. Levi appeared in a dream to tell me that I'm going to bear a child, and finally, Hammett informs me that I know a vital secret, and then concedes that the nation isn't as powerful as this one man.

Stepping into the shower, she washed her body thoroughly, and afterwards she slipped into her clean, cool sheets. No pajamas tonight, she thought, I want to feel the cool sheets on my body on a warm April day. Reaching over to the nightstand, she turned off the lights and tried to stop her mind from rehashing the night's event. When she started this night-shift "deathwatch" assignment for the hospital two years ago, she did everything possible to blot out any light that might seep in through the windows and doorway, to give her a sense of nighttime. It worked quite well, however, she felt isolated from the rest of the world. When she shopped at night, she felt like she had entered the world of freaks, zombies, criminals, and catatonic insomniacs. She had devised a way to help her sleep during the daytime that she thought would make a great book or manual for vampires like her.

1. To sleep well, she found it vital first to have a shower, and always have fresh sheets on the bed. If it did mean she would have more laundry to do, so be it. It was well worth it to have a good night's rest.

2. Second, if she was consumed with her work when she retired, she would close her eyes and listen to her breath and become aware of all of her body.

3. Next, she would watch the dull glow of the different faint colored lights beneath her eyelids, trying to make patterns of them.

4. Fourth, she would count backward from one hundred in cadence with the rate of her breathing.

5. Finally, she would slowly move her eyes back and forth, trying to create images to pull her into the realm of sleep.

Tonight, she would need all her tricks to fall to sleep as the events of the night were so extraordinary. After about fifteen minutes, she slipped into the netherworld of deep unconsciousness with the back of her head buried into her buckwheat pillow. In the deepness of delta waves, she became one with the universe, no self-awareness and no conscious thoughts to disturb her. For all practical reasons, she was dead to the world, a part of the totality of God. In deep sleep, she hit turbulence, and the disruption said, "Fear not, Angela, for I am with you. Open your mind's eye that you may view my countenance. Allow the light of your mind to reveal the brilliant luminosity of the sun. I stand before you, feel my touch as I caress your ebony skin and nubile body. Your body is ripe for marriage, and you will be the bride of the Lord. On this day, you will conceive a daughter, born of the Lord Almighty, and maker of all. I have chosen you as the perfect vessel to carry my seed. You will never taste death, but in an instant your soul will merge with our daughter's at the end of all time, and then you will dwell with me forever."