Boc Hondo Saves A Soul A Short Story By Mason Cult.

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The reason for gods departure and nurturing of another universe was straightforward in execution the model of planet earth was now a disappointment, god is an investor, quality control is required, if god had a board of management, earth was viewed as a disaster of epic proportions.

Planet Vixor was an intermediate planet for the kind and the weak of the now dying planet earth god had created. The right hand man of god Boc Hondo and his Outcasts were tasked from bases in the forests craft hidden from view to correct investment earth.

Jesus had failed yet by irony for two thousand years earth dwellers had captured and interpreted the word of god. For devious and controlling reasons this had caused great suffering in the lives of the masses.

Elite systems had protected themselves under many guises within the paradigm of the planet earth population. God had deemed that his son Jesus had done enough to show the people of earth the right way, The words of the bible were misinterpreted, millions and millions had met with the cruellest of deaths and blighted futures. The scam of war sanctioned by God and both sides praying to the same god for victory was a proven pattern of manipulation and it never failed.

God did not want any son to return to earth and try to reintegrate his truth or use the confusion that the Bible had imposed, Boc Hondo & his Outcasts were tasked by the almighty from planet Vixor with no religious agenda or secret society doctrines, Boc Hondo was tasked to perform miracles all over the old planet earth, detection spheres, viewed as the magic of gods by earth people, yet advanced detection systems from Vixor were sent ahead to covertly watch the human population, cancer was a priority and many would be healed taken to Vixor while God was busy in another universe creating life again.

The greatest question asked was how could planet earth be decommissioned and cleansed to either die or be born again, Souls to be moved, lives to be lived again upon planet Vixor an intermediate holding station of the souls of the creator. under the leadership of Boc Hondo and the Outcasts. The ultimate bad news scenario for the creator and Hondo was a universe void of life.

So where did Boc Hondo and his team of warriors start, pilot programs of visitation had begun Hondo needed to utilise the help of saved souls in order to identify secret gathering locations for leaving planet Earth to Vixor.

Miranda May’s Story…

The greatest affliction upon modern earth is mental illness, impairment from chemical imbalances carcinogenic foods and pollution were a loss and not a profit on the business sheets of the almighty. By numbers we cannot continue it is only control by the strictest orders that contracts bulging populations. Boc Hondo and the Outcasts had to ensure that just as they could deliver miracles of change for those with critical illness they also had to leave a contingent of earth based miracle workers in the form of secret agents for the protectors of earth. with the necessary powers to continue Boc’s work and the knowledge that planet Vixor was possible from collective hidden evacuation locations a very modern version of Noah’s Ark cloaked in the dead of night.

In the nation of England mental health problems had risen to epidemic proportions it was as if the polluted earth had changed the cellular and neuron circuitry of human beings, a balanced individual with stable parents Miranda May had been lucky through the passage of life, a nurse became her vocation in life, a family, middle age upon her and suddenly with no warning it all collapsed like falling dominoes, Miranda started to have vaccines, and an urge, nobody knew where it came from and it was out of character, appeared like from the void  an urge to harm others, she was sectioned, her family broken by her change in mental health moved away. Miranda released from mental health services ended up in a supervised bed sit, surrounded by deprivation and immoral behaviour at risk from being used as a prostitute, the supervised bedsit was a darkly comical joke, as there was hardly any supervision.

Miranda May former nurse, mental health patient, exposed to a hell she never asked for tumbled down the abyss of a dark depression, it would be easier to take her own life she needed a sign upon her forehead, going frantic she wondered where she was and what had happened. What had occurred was a shock for Miranda, the man who led the prostitution racket in flats nearby, had picked his last lock, entered his final room, the paranormal powers of Boc Hondo had seen the woman Miranda like a machine her past and the abuse lit up in the mind of Hondo as if on a computer screen, like an express train trouble was coming to Miranda and Hondo was about to derail it. A flash of light was the 1st and last thing the perp saw of Hondo bi-locating into the bed sit, a blinding flash, the pimp screamed in pain as the light blinded his eyes, slumping to the ground the pimp lay motionless, knife dropped from the hand of the self-proclaimed king of hookers who planned to lead Miranda into a world of filth. Alas our king failed and the agent of the almighty whispered to a shocked Miranda…”It is time.”

The poor in England were also mysteriously vanishing with no trace, swift prayers, quick funerals as if the deceased never existed, it meant in quick time Hondo and his Outcasts had to identify in the quickest time those for extraction to Vixor and Miranda May was on his list, but earth poverty and destruction was increasing rapidly. The choice was stark for god was earth to be given to Satan left in an evil soup or did the operation of Boc Hondo and his Outcasts need to increase.

The latter was to become true regular evacuations from woodlands with the mother ships taking off from forests as bright stars in the still of night. A spectacular sight to behold upon a cold winters night. At such speed they looked as one among the stars of the universe.

Very slowly populations of the meek and lowly were finding good lives again on planet Vixor it was to do with the soul no longer was it controlled by ulterior forces upon earth it was free to be all it could be in the many lives of beings created by the almighty. Through the actions of Boc Hondo Miranda was free again of mental illness and reunited with her family, where and how that all happened is part of the enduring mystery that is Boc Hondo and the Outcasts.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Unseen God Must He Answer

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God the spaceman, god the alien, god and the world. A world and a recipe, setting the scene.

Wide world and mean air was crystal lungs filled with pure air, a hunter gatherer sticks and stones, fire and brimstone warmth and light, understanding all elements living within the sphere world, however intended now ruled by violence.

Dominant types within spaces unity and poverty no more individual desperation portions of doom, under a dimming sun and hazy skies, downcast days the grey lid of clouds that hide the poor who are poked and prodded in hidden enclaves, in foulest degradation and ridicule.

Must the unseen god now answer for much faithless misery in the downcast days.

Mason Cult .

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