At The Lombardy Hotel-Part 4

Author: Audacity

Just What In God’s Name Is Going On Around Here?

So, let’s see. Where should we jump back in? I admit, the last time we were together, I was a bit scattered. A bit all over the place. Perhaps even a bit bewildering with the arrangement of paragraphs, phrases, sentences and words, in the retelling of this true account; and in relaying the fate of one Tim Phipps, at The Lombardy Hotel. You even said it was somewhat confusing in parts. And rightfully so. It was.

Therefore I apologize if the previous installment was disorganized, poorly written, or even hard to understand. In my defense, I genuinely had a lot going at the time. More than you could possibly understand right now, even as you read this sentence.

But if you grant me a bit of grace, and choose to read the following truthful accounting, I promise you will understand soon enough; and, if you read on till there is nothing left to read of this, well, hopefully, you’ll know all I know, in the end. Now, with that out of the way, let us get back to it.

I think in order to really set the record straight and actually move forward, we must first go back. All the way back. In light of this, And for confusing you as I did previously, I’m prepared to share some info with you that I probably wasn’t going to before. But I now recognize that this information will make everything that came before, and what comes after, a lot easier to understand.

I wrote all that to write this, which I only ask that you take heed of. Because once these things are revealed, one can never go back to before they knew it. And the knowledge contained in these pages is dangerous knowledge to possess. Because they do not want us to know. Who are “they”? Well, that will be revealed if you choose to carry on reading this true accounting.

After all, it could just turn out to be the greatest truth you ever learn in this lifetime. Or you could just dismiss it as bollocks and rubbish. Yet, once you read it, it will linger. As that is its’ inherent nature after all.

So, if you wish to not know these things I write of, then stop here. Stop while you can still hold on to your beliefs as they currently stand, and stay exactly as you are, even as you’re reading this warning. If you wish to read on of your own free will, then consider yourself informed of the potential consequences this knowledge could bring. Because if the wrong ones ever find out you know it, it could mark the end for you. The end of your human life.

So: it’s either goodbye right here and now, in which case I wish you well…or with the warning understood, read on. And at the conclusion of this accounting, you will have ascertained knowledge that very few human beings have ever ascertained. I just love that word, don’t you? Such a good word I had to write it twice. Sorry. I’ll try and focus.

So with all that in mind, all I ask is you either get the fuck out of here. Or- read, pay attention, and suspend judgment and disbelief on what I’m about to share with you…until all has been revealed.

But whatever the case, whichever way you decide to go, out or in, what I’m about to reveal is the truth of truths.

However, it will ultimately be up to you to either accept it, and from that moment on, live the rest of your life as one of the rare few that possess this secret knowledge.

Or denounce it, dismiss it, and try to forget you ever came this close to it, for the rest of your life.

And well, as I stated before gentle reader, that will be up to you. But no matter what you choose to believe in the end, you will never go back to before I shared these things with you.

Or if you walk away now you’ll likely never forget that you once walked away from something monumental before you found it out, and now you’ll never know what that something was. Either or, your decision could haunt you, one way or the other, for the rest of your life.

Sorry if I’m going on and on with warning you. Treating you like a child even. I just want to make sure that if you don’t walk now, and instead choose to go forward, even if it ends your human life, that you were duly warned. Because I don’t like it when innocent blood is on my hands. Whatever you decide, I won’t be repeating this warning again. So,

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>stop here if you do not want to know<<<<<<<<<<<<<

Now, if you’re still with us at this point, then read on. And buckle the fuck up.

It can be rather overwhelming when the curtain is pulled back even slightly..and we get a glance at what lies behind the veil. And the things we see and experience, well they don’t always fit easily into a neat box of preconceived notions. Which we are all guilty of carrying around with us. Whether we try to or not.

It certainly was that way for me, when I learned this truth of truths. Many years ago now.

Therefore, no matter what you ultimately decide to take away from this conversation, be prepared that what I’m about to reveal to you may actually sound like lunacy. Especially at first. Especially immediately in the moment. It may even sound like “blasphemy”. Or it may only click in your head later on, after you’ve had time to mull it all over.

But I beseech you to really think it over before you move to dismiss it. And to ask yourself why anyone would make something like this up, if it wasn’t true? Because the actual answer is, they wouldn’t.

What I’m about to tell you will most likely go against everything you thought you knew on the subject matter at hand. And knowing such a revelation makes it dangerous knowledge to have.

Therefore, it must be treated as such.

Hence, if you value your life and the lives of your family and friends, then this knowledge, must never be spoken allowed by you, to anyone; for the rest of your life.

Because what I’m about to tell you is, well, simply put, it’s fucking dangerous shit to know. And talking too much about what’s dangerous to know puts a target on one’s back. Believe me, I should know. And even worse still, someone can be smote just for saying any of it verbally out loud; which is why this knowledge, given to very, very few, is always given in writing.

So read the rest of this transcript silently to yourself. And never verbally repeat it to another living soul the rest of your life. Or to put it plainly: If you aren’t suicidal and/or a complete fucking idiot, AND you want to go on living, then just keep your fucking mouth shut about what I’m about to disclose to you.

Sorry, but I had to state the above. With all that in mind, let’s truly get to it already.

In all of recorded time, one could count on two hands the few living human beings that actually discovered even a glimpse of this knowledge. Even fewer still have had it completely explained to them.

For here lays below, The Sacred Provenance; or if you prefer a less self righteous title you can just think of it as: the fucking truth of it all. Take your pick, it’s all just semantics in the end anyway

So for a moment, concede that there is a God.

And believe further still that the Christian Bible is right when it says God actually made his children in his image.

Believe all that if you want. That’s all fine and good.

But have you ever wondered what he actually made us FOR?

Well, the ultra devout of many God based, or Buddha based (with their actually accurate belief of reincarnation), or Allah based, or multiple Gods based religions like Hinduism, would probably say we were made for the glorification and edification of their said Gods. Scientologists just blame aliens. But God based religions say were made to obey the will of God, and be judged by him. And we were made for God to love us, and us he. Or her. Or to the Wiccans, nature aka the great mother.

Simultaneously, most of just your average God believing people and agnostics might say that the answer is, not a damn thing…but all of these camps would only be half right.

Wait a second, I almost left a group out of the equation: so here it is, so no sopping cunt feels left out: when it comes to the non God, non religious, non anything, mostly atheist non believing people, what do they believe the answer to my question is? Well most of them don’t believe in a God…so it’s really a moot point. There. Hope you felt included.

However I’m here to tell you, that there is a god; a god a lot of people call, well, God.

And this God DID actually create us for a purpose. And it’s a very important purpose.

Despite these facts being true, every single religion even Voodooism, Santeria, and Satanism, every single legitimate religious text, and every single religion’s prophets, all of them…still got the most important part about both God or Jehovah, Lucifer or Satan, dead fucking wrong.

But what they did get right is, God really does love his children, and would do anything for them. How wonderful for God’s children, right?

If only us humans were actually God’s children, how wonderful and wonderfully different things would be for us idiot humans. Yes you read that correctly. IF ONLY WE WERE ACTUALLY GOD’S CHILDREN.

Not to mention, we’d all have and feel a distinct purpose in life, and all of us would know exactly why we’re here. We would probably all be immortal, capable of communicating directly to God anytime we wanted; perhaps we’d even possess the powers of legitimate demigods, not to mention there would be peace on earth. And we would probably be able to regenerate and heal the earth at will, and have the power to regenerate life in every other living thing.

But I live in reality. And as much as I wish that was the case, it’s simply not. And unfortunately, it never will be. Because the ACTUAL purpose for our existence, is a far grimmer fate.

Because we, human beings that is, we are not God’s children…we are simply the food for God’s children. That is it, and that is all.

And according to some patrons I’ve actually interacted with at just one of many all you can eat human buffet extravaganzas, The Lombardy Hotel being one of them, both our pain mana and our joy mana are equally delish; depending on the particular patron’s palette in question that is…and how well their Pain or Joy Swallowers can perform their “sacred undertaking” (I swear, deities are always so fucking pretentious with their stupid ass terms); that is the “officially recorded terminology” in the holy Upper Management Trainee Manual- Sacred Undertaking. They always drop hints that they prefer the official terminology instead of calling it something more honest like, oh I don’t know, say “fetus swallowing and the regurgitating of said fetus into the sucking mouth hole of a legitimate demon goddess and one of God’s favorite daughters” maybe? But nooooo, they want us to call it the sacredfuckingundertaking. I swear I can feel my eyes literally rolling on their own, every single fucking time I read or hear any of their god damned pretentious drivel (pun absolutely intended).

But I digress. I think it’s kind of becoming a pattern. Let’s refocus, condense and recap, shall we?

So, as hard as it may be to accept, we human beings are just the animals, and the earth the farm, that God created to feed God’s ACTUAL children. Whom he loves very much in deed.

Thus, the one thing the major religions kinda got right about God, that he loves his children, they still got kinda wrong. He really does love them, all of them. Us though? Not so much.

So if not us, then just who is God’s actual offspring? Good question. And I will tell you. About both his supposed gloriously angelic offspring and his supposed nasty, loathsome demonic offspring alike.

As you have surely gleaned by now, we feedbags (as in us humans) don’t generally call God’s actual offspring “God’s precious wittle baby boos”; we just call them angels or demons. Without ever knowing what they really are, nor the true intentions of God, at all.

Because to God, the actual God, all the non believers, all the non Christian true believers, and all the fucking dumb ass Christian true believers alike, who worship him and call him “father”, are actually nothing more than disdainfully, and somewhat loathsome, filthy farm animals to him.

But the angels and demons? He just calls them his kids.

So we’ve arrived at a transition point in this long and winding road.

I also realize the very real possibility that it may take you time to digest the revelations you’ve just read. And to completely believe them.

In fact, it’s something that took me years to accept. I mean, a lot of us grow up conditioned to believe that if there even is any kind of God, that God is good, God is love, and for the Christians’ it’s got to be Jesus that loves the little children (Boy does he. But more on that dud a bit later on).

But eventually, while weighing the overwhelmingly supporting evidence, I accepted the truth. So I can now swear on the live’s of my own, actual children that what I’ve written here today, is the truth behind the lies. And with that, you have now passed a veil that very few have parted and looked behind…and fewer still have lived to tell the tale to someone else, as I just have.

But I completely understand that it may take some time for you to adjust to these hard truths; hell, anyone finding out that the purpose of their entire existing (and the existence of most of the entire human race) is to be food for God’s actual children at least deserves a grace period to come to terms with it.

Notice I wrote MOST of us. Not ALL of us.

Which actually directly leads us to Tim Phipps. Back to him in good time though.

From Buddhists to Muslims, it’s all the same too. Because whatever the faith, they all share a similar belief system in that they all believe in a form of a higher power. Whether they call him Buddha or Ala, God or Gaia, Lord or Father, Lucifer or Pan, the one and only is still the one and only. The one and only that has many names…almost as many as his brother Lucifer.

That’s right. Brother.

You’ve probably been mislead your entire life about the identity of the other one and only (I realize that’s an oxymoron. I’m not stupid): The Morning Star, Satan, Lucifer, The Devil, Dionysus, Ol’ Split Foot, He Who Speaks With a Forked Tongue, or as I like to call him, Lucy; but his most import moniker has to be: GOD’s BABY BRO.

I know, I know; blasphemy to some of you, right? But if you really think about it, mull it over and examine it, it actually makes total sense that they’re related; a lot more sense than that angel fight bullshit anyway.

Because just like in all families, in particular siblings and in this case brothers, that always fight during holidays; they bicker and manipulate, punish and name call, whine and complain, all while trying to act more superior than the other. Typical sibling brother shit. Especially if, you know, one tries to overthrow the other and take ultimate power, gather an angry mob and convince some dumbasses to eat a piece of fruit so they lose it all; and of course, kill and destroy the other. Just a regular old cosmic family with regular old cosmic brothers, that never see eye to eye. Or an eye for an eye. But on a much bigger scale.

Call him what you will though, he really gave the Good Lord a good run for his good money; in what has got to go down as the biggest brother fight in the history of creation; and for all of Lucy’s troubles, he got cast into a very uncomfortable place and earned a bunch of names; and a lot of hate. But it’s ok. Call him what you will. because a “Lucifer” by any other name is still a “God’s Brother, Lucifer”.

But I digress. So very sorry for jumping ahead again. And piling on the info. I promise, from now on I’m gonna try really hard to real it in. And stick to the topic at hand.

Father God and good old Lucy; always at each other’s throats. So it has been since the dawn of…the fall of mankind actually. And it will probably be so until the end of time.

Yet there is something they agreed on. Once at least. Because a very, very long time ago, they made a pact. A very special pact.

A pact that millinias later, was partially responsible for Tim Phipps being knee deep in husked out rotten dead flower bodies, and swallowed dead fetus’s getting stuck in his throat (complete with a greedy fetus eating monster to suck it all out of him at the end of the line), all culminating in him contemplating suicide on the regular.

I know; this is a lot to take in all at once.

So let’s take a breather. Let’s get a drink. Let’s relax. Have a fag. Hell, I’ll even smoke one with you.

Because after we talk about what happened to Tim Phipps on the 12th of June, in the year of our “Lord” 2013, you’ll be thankful we took this break.