Bamberger Reiter

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Jesus Christ has left the cathedral with the horse

Thursday 19 January 2012

The Unfinished Business of a Halfhearted Confession

From: kbassich@live.com
To: mothersuperiorohr@hotmail.com
Subject: MY FINAL WILL AND TESTAMENT
Date: Sat, 27 Feb 2010 11:26:53 -0600

MY FINAL WILL AND TESTAMENT

BEING OF SOUND MIND NOW WHICH I NEVER OWNED BEFORE
HEREWITH I DO TESTIFY ACCORDING TO CONSCIENCE CLARIFY
IN TEARS CONTRITE THAT CLEANSE MY VOW WITH HEAVEN'S FOE
FINAL THE DEVIL'S REIGN, NO GAIN, MY SOUL NO LONGER TERRIFY

GOOD BYE, AU REVOIR NO MORE, SATAN, I CAST YOU AWAY
CHRIST IS MY LORD AND MASTER, IESUS, YEHOVAH, ALL MIGHT
YOUR CHARADE AS YOUR BABYLONIAN WHORE I NO LONGER PLAY
AND IT IS NOT BECAUSE I FEAR FROM LOSS WANE IN GOD'S SIGHT
RATHER SURRENDERING MY TRUST IN YEHOVAH AND LIVE IN HIS WAY

LET IT BE KNOWN THIS IS MY OFFICIAL RESIGNATION
MY BACK TURNS TO YOU AS I FACE MY MAKER
AND THOUGH YOU SNICKER AND JEER MY FATE WILL BE ETERNAL DAMNATION
THEN THIS JUDGMENT I THANK IF IT PLEASES YEHOVAH, MY PRAYER

FINISHED, WE'RE THROUGH, THIS DANCE IS OVER
NO MORE MENAGE A TROIS OR WAS IT SIX
IN BARNS WHERE RITUALS IN SECRET SOCIETIES RIVALED HELL'S ODOR
SICKS!  SICKS!  SICKS!  SHOUTED THE CHILDREN THROUGH TOOTHLESS HORROR
TO WITNESS, NO LESS, IN TRIANON DESECRATION, SATAN'S FIX

FOR IMMORAL DEGRADATION AND SEE THEIR FATHER DRINK BATS BLOOD
COMMUNING IN EVIL BROTHERHOOD TO BIRTH A NEW NATION
FOUNDED ON HIJACKED TAXES WITHOUT REPRESENTATION WHICH MAX US PLEAD
TO BUY FLOUR FOR BREAD AND NOT POWDER MY HAIR CREATION

IN MY TRIFOLD PACT I PRETENDED TO BE 'A LA ROSE'
MIRROR HEAVEN'S EDEN, FROLIC IN MY PANTOMIME
NOT COMMITTING TO MAX FRANZ, WHO WAS CHRIST'S RETURN ENCORE
THE TRUE BEARER OF HIS ORDER OF HIS ROSE, HOLY, HIS WIFE

BETRAYED I JOSEPHE, HIS HOLY CUP, TO PREPARE THEIR TABLE
UNITING THEIR HOLY FAMILY TO MANIFEST HEAVEN ON EARTH
AS IESUS AND MARY MAGDALA WITH JACOB AND ZARA-ZARAI WHO ARE NO FABLE
WHO GLADLY SHARE ALL THEIR GIFTS FOR FREE FROM THE BEGINNING OF TIME, THEIR BIRTH

LAFAYETTE, EVER YOU STILL MAKE ME CRINGE
WERE YOU A DRAKE IN DISGUISE, TAKING CHARGE AGAIN
IN OVERDOSES LOUIS FAILED TO NOTICE BECAUSE YOU WORE SHOULDER FRINGE?
YOU KNEW YOUR RACE HAD TO BE PACED TO SABOTAGE THE HOLY FAMILY'S RETURN WITH YOUR PHLEM

YOUR REVOLUTION AND SECRET SOCIETY SCOOPED EMPTY
FRANCE'S COFFER THAT MAX FRANZ WAS HEIR TO, DISTRIBUTE
AMONG THE POOR AND NEEDY OUT OF LOVE AND GENEROSITY
BUT YOUR WARRING DISTRACTION INFILTRATED TO BLOCK
GOD'S PLAN AND DEATH CONTRIBUTE

IN THE TURNING BACK THE CLOCK ONE HUNDRED YEARS MORE
AS ELIZABETH, I BEG A VERSE OR TWO IN THIS SCORE
OF MY FATHER BORROWED I HIS LEGACY
LAID OUT LOYALISTS TO THE CROWN TO NURSE POWER AND GREED CLOAKED IN FALSE PROPRIETY
RIDDLES, GAMES, EVER SELF SERVING, DELUDING GLORY
IN WEBS SPANNED ACROSS SEAS OF FURY

PIRACY, PLUNDERING, MURDER THOUGH KEEPING PRAYER TWICE DAILY
SCREAMS OUT TO ME ON THE ROARS OF RIPPING WINDS OF GOD'S AGONY
ELIZABETH, IN GREED, FORSOOK ALL HOLY IN THE SEA, LAND AND SKY
REJECTED YEHOVAH FOR TREASURES, IN BLASPHEMY DIE

SO MASSIVE THE BETRAYALS LINGER ABOVE MY HEAD
THOUGH IN MY MEMORY'S LOSS I STEP FORWARD, MY SINS REPENT
DEEP SORROW IN THE VIOLENCE OF INSURRECTIONS
MY FINGER I ACCUSE ONLY MYSELF, PERDITION

SLAVE TRADE AND WAR SHIPS BEARING JESUS' NAME
COMMANDED BY HAWKINS AND DRAKE FOR RICHES AND FAME
WERE BUILT, SOLD OR STOLEN THROUGHOUT THE THEATER
HAWKINS AND DRAKE STILL ALIVE THIS DAY IN A CHARITY FOR MARINERS

MY FATHER FURTHER FOLLOW IN DESTROYING CHRIST'S CHURCH
CLAIMED ABBEYS TO FILL WITH DEMON'S PIRATED BOUNTY
FORCING HOMELESS THE ANOINTED WHO IN CELIBACY SERVED
AND SELL HOLY WALLS TO MY CLOSEST CONSORTS, CECIL AS DUDLEY, IN THE COUNTY

FURTHER ABUSING THE ANOINTED AUTHORITY IN AN ACT
IN BESTOWING KNIGHTHOOD OR TITLE WHEN IN THE TOWER ALL SHOULD BE FOR OUR PACT
O MARY, O MARY OF SCOTS!  IF COULD I THY PLACE TAKE
IN TUTBURY AND FEEL THE AXE, TO THEE RETURN THY SHINING GRACE!

EVERMORE THE CLOCK REVERSES, IT IS TIME,
SAID YEHOVAH, TO BARE MY SOUL, NOT HIDE
I AM LISTENING, FATHER, THY WORD AWAIT
IN MY MEMORY'S LOSS, I KNOW IT MUST BE GREAT

I AM TREMBLING, IN QUIET RESPECT, THO CALM
SURRENDER TO THEE IN FAITH MY TRUST
AS IN THIS MOMENT I VOW IN GRATITUDE TO RECEIVE THY JUDGMENT AS MY BALM
WITH CONTRITE HEART AT THY HAND MOST JUST

FATHER, YEHOVAH, IESUS, ALMIGHTY GOD
TROUBLED IS MY SOUL TO EVER CAUSE THEE HARM
RATHER PERISH WOULD I, CUT AWAY FROM THY ETERNAL LIGHT
SUFFER RETRIBUTION TO KNOW IT MAKES WRONG RIGHT

NO DEFENSE WILL I UTTER
FOR ALL THE HAIRS ON MY HEAD THEE KNOWS
I BOW MY HEAD, NO WORD CLUTTER
IN THE GRACE THY WORD BESTOWS

HILDEGARD VON BINGEN LIVED I AS A NUN
WAS NOTHING SHORT OF A HUN
PARADED AS A MYSTIC IN HOLY ROBES
WHILST CONCEALING WITH THE DEVIL MY PACT'S SCROLL
AND DESECRATED ENTRUSTED SACRED STONES
WITH PUS FOR SPIT TO SHINE
IN LEWD TRANCE DANCE AND BATHE IN BILE
SATAN'S TROUGH FOR A BED I DID INVITE
EAGER TO CLAIM LUST FILLED AUTHORITY
OVER A SELECTED CONE HEAD ARMY
UNABLE TO LOVE BUT MYSELF
YET DROWNING IN JEALOUSY
WROUGHT IN THE TOMB COAL BLACK,
WHERE HIDDEN ON SHELVES BOOKS LACK
FOR EVE, MARY MAGDALA, MY ENVY HIDE
YET THE BLAME OF MY GREATEST CURSE
LOOMING OVER ALL OTHERS IN THE UNIVERSE

MOST EVIL AND VILE WILL I DISCLOSE
A MOTHER NO MORE HEINOUS, DEPOSE
CAST DOWN TO HADES IN COMMITTING THE UNUTTERABLE
HER PURE SON, MY, YEHOVAH, IESUS VIOLATE
RATHER GLOAT THAN BE IN REMORSE FURTHER POSTULATE
HIS THRONE, THEN CLOAK YEHOVAH IN SILENCE OF SHAME
WITHOUT REGARD IN MY JEALOUS RAGE OF HIS WIFE, MARY MAGDALA
AND HOLY CHILDREN JACOB AND ZARA-ZARAI
WHO SUFFER IN HIS AGONY AS THEY ARE ONE,
LOVE PURE, EVERLASTING, MOST HOLY ROSE

NO CURE CAN I PROVIDE NOR TRY
IN MY SHAME, HUMBLED, BEFORE THEE CRY
TO KNOW THIS TRUTH, THY AGONY
PIERCES MY HEART EVERMORE NOT ENOUGH
AS I HAVE THINE, THY MARY MAGDALA
AND THY CHILDREN JACOB AND ZARA-ZARAI
WHOM I SO LOVE DEAR AND WITH
GLAD HEART, NO LONGER STONE, CHERISH

I AM SORRY!

PLEASE FORGIVE ME.

NO PLEA I MAKE ON MY BEHALF
FOR NO NEED RISES WITHIN ME AS I SEE
THEE IN THY RIGHTFUL PLACE
YEHOVAH, MARY MAGDALA, JACOB AND ZARA-ZARAI
AS IT WAS IN THE BEGINNING,
SHOULD ALWAYS HAVE BEEN,
IS NOW FOREVER WITHOUT END

AMEN

2-27-2010

Karen Bassich



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Posted By Mother Eliora to Christus Rex on 2/27/2010 11:56:00 AM








Mother Superior 
09:26 (11 minutes ago)


QUITE UNFINISHED BUSINESS, when one does only half-heartedly with a stone heart confess - and whosoever does from true repentance refrain will find that God does their sins retain, and let them clear up their own horrible mess, as even posthumously God does not let go blasphemy unpunishedly anymore, nor will He allow the babylonian whore to row to an unholy corrupt see shore with her Anti-Christ lore.

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