Be Forewarned, I am a Fey and Quixotic Creative Writer

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Saturday, January 23, 2016

The Eleventh Hour

Creative Writing Exercise


Matthew 20:6-16

Then at about the eleventh hour he went out and found more men standing around, and he said to them, "Why have you been standing here idle all day?"  "Because no one has hired us." they answered.  He said to them "You go into my vineyard, too."  In the evening the owner of the vineyard said to his bailiff.  "Call the workers and pay them their wages, starting with the last arrivals and ending with the first.  So those that were hired at the eleventh hour came forward and received one denarius each.  They took it but grumbled at the land owner saying,  "The men who came last have done only one hour, and you have treated them the same as us, though we have done a heavy days work in all the heat.  He answered one of them and said,  "My friend, I am not being unjust to you; did we not agree on one denarius?  Take your earnings and go.  I choose to pay the last comer as much as I pay you.  Have I no right to do what I like with my own?  Why should you be envious because I am generous"  Thus the last will be first and the first, last.'

In my past, (even though in 1987 I was told in a vision that I am ushering in the Kingdom of God,)  I have never been a last days kind of girl.

The end of the world, what does that mean?  Define world.  If you are a nun or monk, "The world" is what you leave behind.  "The world" means the money driven society.  It does not mean God's creation.  I live in different dimensions with dreams and visions.  I perceive much of "the world" to be the lie.  There is a big lie in my life which has been created by the CIA and the Fourth Reich.  I would love for the LIE to end.  End the lie.  Perhaps if the lie ended my dimensions which I perceive as Heaven and Earth, would some how unite in a cosmic sense into a beautiful new creation.  I am a visionary, as I am webbed into the collective consciousness and I see the world differently than most.

I posted this Eleventh Hour blog entry because my Angel tells me that things are progressing along and it is now the Eleventh hour.  That is a message of hope.  Repent, confess your sins, seek God...there is hope for you.  If you laugh at me, a person who is among you and is immortal, well, 'tis your own fault and stupidity.

I think God is very fair, as evidenced by the above passage.

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