posted on Aug, 22 2012 @ 12:58 AM
Well, after such a big response to my introductory post. I feel it is Time to tell you that, remember~ It was only an Introductory post. There is so
much more to the story that I am about to tell you. But something you must Know is, it is very real! Yeah, I know that some topics on here just
fade away, but I must tell you that the ending will include all of us. You see~
I used to be just like you. And when I say you, I mean there are three catagories of you. The ones who will believe what I say, Those
who wont, And those who will hang right in the middle. I have been all of you at one point or another. But, I've been shown the truth. Turns out to
to my surprise, there is a reason. Unfortunately for me, it is huge. You see, this story is much bigger than me and I have been Instructed to get you
involved. Good for you, but mabe not so much for me. Because since this is a true story, my identity will surely eventually be revealed and long
before you find out, I will have to deal with Them. So, therfore here at this point I must address them.
Hello Dear Brothers! I Am happy to See you are already probing around. So, I Know I have your attention. The pawn is ready to play
now. Thing is, I have been given a new set of rules to play with. First, My teachers are all dead now, as things progress as they should. So, how
far did I go, Well let's just say that I Am still here so, I've done okay so far. And I know that at anytime you could crush me as you know all my
secrets as I know yours but, like good players do, You follow the rules of the game. Well I was told to tell you a story~
"So there was this farmer, and he loved his farm, but he knew to keep his animals in their role. And on this farm was a cute little
pig. Man, how the farmer loved that pig. The pig could tell that too, and he loved the farmer. He watched as he made the fields grow, and fed all the
animals and he knew that the farmer was a good man. But he noticed that all the animals just did what they were told, and never asked questions. But
the pig had a question, abd he asked the farmer, "why do some animals leave and never come back? And the farmer, not wanting to string the poor pig
along, since he was the only one to ask, said simply, "Bacon!" Now the pig was smart enough to understand that and smart enough to know why, but,
he said to the farmer, I don't want to be bacon!" So, the farmer, feeling a little sorry for the smart, cute little pig said, "Well, at least
you have a long way to go yet."
Now~ With that writen, I must add that acording to true protocol, I must remind you that, after all I Am One of you, and not only should
you let me make my move, you should help me on my quest. Either way, It Will Be Done! For you see, not only do I hold a trump card, IHAVE the
Trumpet! Not to mention a wildcard or two.
Soon I will be at your door asking for the Tools to build with, and I expect them. Of course you will get what you want, and with it
proof of who I Truly am. I am only using my Time now to catch everyone up, and I'm buried deep enough to give me time. Truth is, I've been told to
start digging, But the Trumpet is at Hand! The pawn is now at play. See you soon.
Now, with that done, it's time to tell the whole story. First, more about me. I am 46 years old and I was born and raised in North
Carolina. True my greatgrandfather was in Surry County, but I grew up in the Triad. It basically consist of alot of towns, but mainly two main cities
of Winston-Salem and Greensboro. I mean mostly, I had the typical American life. I had two brothers, one four years older than me an one a year
younger. We were pretty popular kids but what we didn't realize at first was that we were poor. Reason being that we had a sorry a#@ dad who did
nothing but get high, chase women, and sing across the state in a beach music band. Now his day job was supposedly a brick mason but he hardly ever
worked. But when he did, he was truly an artist as much as a costruction worker. But still, we had no money because he drank and smoked it all up.
What we had came from my mother, who is truly the strongest women I have ever met. Nonetheless, we struggled. And they would fight all the time when
he was home.
Here, I must pause to tell you that this story is deadly serious for you. And that if you read any farther you will be subject to
initiation. Yes, that is one of the reasons I must tell my tale. You see, the Time is now and you should be given the right to See. That is where I
come in. But to take part, you must be the one to decide. And by rules of protocol, I must diclose this fact.
So, I couldn't stand to hear my parents fighting, and I couln't understand why people would hurt each other in this way so, I found a
trick to blur it out. I would sing. Simple really, but funny how music can alter your mood and perseption. Works for most everybody too. And herein
lies the Key to what this story is all about. It's not about the story that is to be written, or the knowledge that will come from it, but rather
the Song that we sing at the end. And again, for my Brothers, I hold the key to the Trumpet. And to you I say, if you follow this story, and you
will, even if you come and go, The Truth will be to hard to ignore over time, and we will see you then. And we will blow the trumpet together you and
That is all for now, but when I resume we will start with my fathers family and the "Learning I recieved there.