GHOSTS OF WORLD WAR II

by Theresa Hilda d'Alessio, nee: 'Tryna Hyuda' Fellman aka hilda terry

(re: Allah, nee Jehovah, aka God)

INTRODUCTION

A popular prophesy, when I was young, was that the world would end when the Jews go back to Palestine. I don't know how far back it went, but it stopped being said when it no longer equated with "when Hell freezes over."

The most popular prophets over most of the past centuries have pinpointed the year 2000 as a climax of some sort. Producers of calendars and computers stopped at the year 2000, optimistically expecting no more life, ergo, no more need for computers or calendars after that.

Looking at evolution (or creation) from the hourglass of Eternity-one day of Genesis equaling a billion years by our clocks--the overall progress appears to have pursued a single minded track from the amoeba to where we are now. The Jews ARE in Palestine. All the "fixin's" are in place for World War 3, in which we COULD blow up the planet. We're destroying the environment. Even nature is getting violent. Is this it?

We have to assume there's another side to the quantum coin-the other popular prophesy of only an Armageddon, wiping out the surplus, clearing the decks for the start of a new golden era of peace, health, prosperity. And internet? A next step in the process of evolution? Again. It's suddenly all there. All set for "LET'S GO!" In the brief life of a DNA cell in the cuticle of a fingernail, it has the intelligence to know what it's supposed to do, to know its place in the community of DNA cells in the fingernail, to do it's part in the total purpose of the community, and to do it for however long it has to do it before it splits. Unbeknownst to the little DNA cell, it carries the complete program for the host. In the hands of a scientist in some far distant future, it might be extracted and treated to a series of processes to reproduce its total potential. As a cell in the body of a replica of the host; a member of the human species whose life span exceeds the life expectancy of the DNA cell by some measure inconceivable to the little DNA cell in this case--it can never begin to know what the host is all about.

If every DNA cell in the Infinite Eternal body of God is a soul bringing a brief moment of immortal life to the community of man on the planet earth-- as complex as the life of the host may go beyond the understanding of the DNA cell in the fingernail, the distance between man and the creative force that governs him in his place in the destiny of the community of the planet must be a billion times more so.

When the host goes to the manicurist and has the little DNA cell and his neighbors filed away for the vanity of the host, what can the little fingernail DNA cells understand. It's one of the mysteries in life for all the little DNA cells in the fingernail.

We instinctively sense we are a consciousness of Creation, expressed on the canvass of matter and physics--a limited memory short shelf life PC--submitting to a destiny laid out in advance from the very beginning. The more we learn, the more we realize-intelligence as we know it, has to be the tip of the iceberg--leaked from some Governing Intelligence in Nature. We are the carriages in which our ancestors ride. If immortality perpetuates itself by recycling in the flesh; we'd best try in our brief lifetime, to make the fingernail a better place just in case we may find ourselves back on it some day.

On the outside chance that what happens next is up to us--that "what will be" will be of our own doing-we have nothing to lose by so assuming. Is there anything to be learned from the past? What should best not be repeated, perhaps? What is the wrong thing to be doing, now? Is this a test? What SHOULD we be doing?

As a still surviving on-the-spot-witness of most of the past century, I have to set you straight on what's going on. Watching the same mistakes being repeated, I need to testify to the history we lived through, as it was before unbelievable revisions.