The Sananda Files: (Unit 19) - Decision Before The Eleventh Hour

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Captain James Galiac Sananda speaks in riddles to our Wikinut moderators and, in his message to the world at large, leaves it to them to decide whether they prefer to be left behind rather than be lifted up when the evacuation comes. - Jamie Sentana-Ries-Cortez


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We leave behind no one, save those who wish to remain..." - Captain James Galiac Sananda

October 27, 2013 2:30 pm

2:18 pm

(Note: Our 6:30 pm session with Captain James Galiac Sananda was changed by Captain Sananda to the two and a half hour. – Rania)

Uthrania: On standby for Captain James Galiac, Lieutenant Waldorf. Please inform the Captain of my presence.

Lieutenant Waldorf: “Captain Galiac is on the wharf, Sir, and will be on board momentarily. Oh here he is coming up the steps to the ship, Sir. I will inform him over the intercom. Just a minute, Sir. Captain Sananda….”

Captain James Galiac Sananda: “Little One, I am on deck now and will be about five minutes. Amuse yourself until then.” (Captain Galiac gives a quick smile in the direction of the Telecom. – Rania)

Uthrania: Aye, Sir.

2:24 pm

Captain James Galiac Sananda: “Pigeon Hill? Is that what they call it, Mark? Or is it Pigeon Lake? Uthrania, do you know the name of that rather ‘eclipsed’ region?”

Uthrania: I believe it is called Pigeon Lake, Sir.

Captain James Galiac Sananda: “Enough of this small talk then. We just wanted to know for certain where the good man and his family were situated for the good of all humankind, but we will get down to that a little later. Shall we?”

Uthrania: Yes, Sir. I am ready at your command. (I smile at Captain James Galiac Sananda, my brother-in-arms. – Rania)

The Nitty Gritty

Captain James Galiac Sananda: “Well, I did promise you a topic today which would knock the pants off the lot of them in Washington Hill, Capitol Hill, that is, down in Washington. Italic the ‘in’ please as we go along, Rania, my child.”

“Now, what on earth happened to Captain Gyeorgos Ceres Hatonn in that he himself is not fostering this with pen before the public? It is because (italicize please, plain and purely speaking) he is busy with other things. So today, or rather in my evening, you will all just listen up to me. (Captain James Galiac clears his throat. – Rania)

“Today, we must first ascertain, Jamie, the foxtrot in the hole. And what do we mean by this, my son? The British and their ominous habit of fox hunting caught not at all times the rabbit in the den of the pea-knuckle, for gambling in the high courts of England is just not allowed (tongue in cheek) for neither does the Labour Party engage in such ruckus, and Congress in Philadelphia, U.S. contorted of the A. Americas, also doth not see to themselves becoming again and vastely as children who just forested the rabbit and hen back into their cages of compromise (bold that one please, Rania) and do not worry, Jamie, there will be lots left for you to do.

“I have my reasons for this and you will understand later, my boy, for all good occasions will be falling under your pen soon enough by our very words. So I am telling you this for your own protective initiative, and it is not important you know at this instant all I am comprehending to the public about your potential, and that more of you and Rania. Leave this in or take it out. Your decision, son.”

Uthrania: … into their cages of compromise,…

At The Eleventh Hour

Captain James Galiac Sananda: “…and with the hen compromising with duck in the pond of the great Atlantic Ocean we also have long ago readied ourselves to witness the Atlantic and Mediterranean, the Black and the Dead Sea, as being one large and wonderfully laden olive branch back into the Gulf of Eden, back into the consciousness of Iraq from the rest of the world! Now isn’t that nice, beloved Ones? And about time, too.

“Now, what do we have here, Jamie, in the favour of the humanities at large? Should we be bothered in evacuating every single one of them who just are not in tune with us and so don’t want to go? Or should we leave them all behind – they who think that way? Our answer? Cultivated in time is as forthwithe:

We leave behind no one, save those who wish to remain.

“We are not in the habit of forcing anyone out of their domain whom do not wish to attend to either their own souls or physical bodies.

“And that is the extent of it.

To Mark And Brenda

“Now, why have we brought Mark, our moderator of many of our files and writs, into the picture so early today and ignored the rest? In the first place we ignore nobody who is serious about themselves unless they tend to rest upon their own laurels.

“So, with that memorandum we would like to suggest to Mark and his lovely and enduring wife, Brenda, snow would be put off until the hens are roosted securely in the grave of the frying pan.

“Now learn, please, if you will, Mark and Brenda, to decipher all we notify others of remaining behind in the collaborated-together communities, for lift-off will be promptly at midnight, and coordinate with your animals that fixture you have in your barn, for the hens and the cock-a-doodle-doos all fester their annoyance once their dinner seems by Brenda, a tad slow at times, to be late.

“We wonder what the Queen of the Netherlands will do when the call comes from the Prime Minister of France asking her to bequeath her latest daughter to the Dauphin? That should be an interesting matrimony!

“Oh, everybody is too old? Think again, Mark and Brenda, for the lace on top of each snowflake is as old as the dawn breaks in the western hemisphere of the Philippino Islands. And if you think for a moment, Jamie, that they cannot get snow, then (Captain James Galiac Smiles. – Rania) think once more, again.

To Steve, Johnny And Peter

“The obstinate part of all this is that rationelle doth at times dwarf the pickings, Steve, and while we are at it the articulateness of all article making, Peter and Johnny, strive forth by the ticking down of time as the Queen’s English finds itself to de-modernize that which they say passed for a language today.

“I mean, can you possibly link up linguistics from well in the fourteen century past with what seems to pass as the Queen’s English today? Even Mark and Steve know better than to cross-reference once seemingly word of present English with what comes down in phraseology of the temporal insanity which they call English in the world today.

“Clever men are they not then, Peter and Johnny? But how do you fare, our fair-weathered friends? Do you commend us on the height of our linguistical prowess, or do you lament that perhaps we too have been caught up in some controversial acclamation? And why am I speaking to you two gents anyway in this format of mine own making?

“As such are the craniums of man and woman alike ensconced of the gray matter which is pink in its luminance effort just inside the outer membrane, if you could see it with the doctorial in our more advanced eyes. And of this you two to three to four gentlemen have your share.

And To Those Who Have Ears, Let Them Hear

“And that is good, is it not? So what is the matter with all of you coming out this distance to read of our cravings for humanity to perk up their ears and listen, when what you all want is sitting right beside you on your chairs in the distant hue of humanity in their gulf within themselves and space from one another?

So when you find out the answer to our riddles, you will have well engaged within yourselves as well as spouses and one another that antidote of excellence and expertise, Peter!

“Who astonishes the parakeet bird with the live and running rhinoceros?

“Jamie put this on at your own leisure and convenience because we know the time is now when you will move on your own with our words, working indicatively alongside your lovely wife, Rania Sentana-Ries-Cortez. The two prophets’ names before your own, and we will know that when we do, the greatest feat will come to pass for both of you, and Jerome will be born.

“Good Day ...’and lass, thank you,’ as Captain Graves would also say.

“Thank you, Peter, and Paul, and Jerome, and Max, for we see you within lifestreams of the past. Captain James Galiac Sananda.

“Captain Forsythe and Lieutenant Waldorf, please section off all calibrating frequencies. And Uthrania would you please along with Jamie join me in the drawing room.

“Sananda, James Galiac, Senior Commander aboard the Stargazer Intrepid, closing out channel 4.7. Lieutenant attend to it.” 3:07 pm

- Scribed by the hand and pen of I, Uthrania Seila Sentana-Ries-Cortez

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author avatar Mark Gordon Brown
28th Oct 2013 (#)

Ah, yes we had snow yesterday, the first of the season, it remains on the ground today.

I assure you that my wife would never let me cook any of our chickens, for they are pets, no different than the cats at my feet.
Thank you for this guide of deeper learning.

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author avatar Rania, Jamie & Reni
28th Oct 2013 (#)

Mark, thank you, friend, for your moderation and appreciated 'Star!'

Now let us look at the words of Captain Sananda, once again:

“So, with that memorandum we would like to suggest to Mark and his lovely and enduring wife, Brenda, snow would be put off until the hens are roosted securely in the grave of the frying pan.

“Now learn, please, if you will, Mark and Brenda, to decipher all we notify others of remaining behind in the collaborated-together communities, for lift-off will be promptly at midnight,'

"Roosted" not "Roasted." When the evacuation occurs many but not all, animals will be left behind and when that happens, their "hen house or chicken coup" will become a 'grave of the frying pan' as others take of them to their table.

So in this prophecy, the dwelling place of the hens is already considered as their grave as they 'roost' there.

Thank you, both, for your comment and you are both 'very' welcome!

Rania and Jamie Sentana-Ries-Cortez, and Reni Sentana-Ries

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author avatar Fern Mc Costigan
30th Oct 2013 (#)

Nice post!

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author avatar Buzz
30th Oct 2013 (#)

Thanks, Fern!

Jamie and Rania, and Reni

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