Lollipop Cruise, Part 19: The Red Beams Retracted

“General Ezra, I need you by my side. I’ve good instincts, but no experience…

I can hear God, but have no battle knowledge or trained technique.

You’ve fought campaigns for thousands of years…

I still don’t understand how that’s possible.”

Gen. Ezra replied, “Minister Mee Kah-El, Honestly, I’m as baffled by this time-space thing as you are. Now--what do you know about the enemy? We have a war to fight!”

A Monarch prince butterfly lands on… a red peony. His wings are gold & burgundy.

A turquoise princess alights… in no rush… on a purple spray of a butterfly bush.

They intensely sense each other… They intensely feel each other…

Antennas moving & vibing… front hands wiping their faces.

They examine each other… Each seeming to focus elsewhere...

Angels Satan & Michael said, “400,000 ancient & modern advancing soldiers certainly know we’re here.”

“Wait, Gary Holiday here.” Gary carried a large belly and a small report. He thrust his report forward, “These satellite photos, in case anyone wants to take advantage of what century we’re in, show everything you need to know. I didn't mean to stop your divine intuiting, Mr. Purple Sir. Remember, I can get you Army satellite access.”

Satan’s eyes began to glow red… red beams began to flow from them…

Mee Kah-El ordered, “Satan, No! Stop that right now.” The red beams retracted.

Satan continued, “The enemy knows what they know of us from falcon spies…”

“That’s my area,” interrupted Angel Rafael. Satan’s eyes glowed again… they retracted.

Head Angel Michael looked firmly into Satan’s eyes… Volumes were spoken in silence.

Rafael continued, “God told me to protect Nature. I’m the healer. Medicines come from Her herbs. The falcons told them our numbers & weapons. They know we have God’s main Angels. They must have other Angels. Bees say their honey is from China & India. Crickets say they eat mostly vegetables--not much food recently. Snakes sense they operate on fear… not greed… not higher purpose.”

On a mountaintop was an apple orchard & a lake. By its shore… a beautiful swan climbed onto the meadowed land. From a nearby stone table, benches, & well--Mee Kah-El pointed southwest… towards 2 mountains--five miles away. His thousand Elite guards protected him… as he spoke with Gen. Ezra & other officers. He commanded,

“Satan, create that invisible barrier--which no missile or weapon can penetrate. All weapons focus between here and those mountains. They must come through there to reach us. Do we control the skies? I guess if Satan can melt air forces… that’s a “yes.” Who controls satellites? Oh, the Whitehouse? Well, that’s a wildcard.

Angel Rafael--have swarms of locusts & crickets blind them. Send a billion fire ants. Capt. Joshua, my brother--organize the world’s youth, especially men, to join our cause… to help the Messiah. Ask them to join our daily lectures with our 3 world-class angels. Perhaps calling angels world-class is degrading. I apologize. I’ll talk with my friends in a minute remotely.”

“Hey guys… it’s me again. The last time we spoke… I was still Tim.

Now I’m Mee Kah-El… Head of my tribe… Leader of an army… Anointed by God.

Life’s speeding up… I’m losing control… But that’s not all bad…

Control has never served me too well. Does it serve YOU well?

I need help building an army… to fight with Gen Ezra’s… so we can defend.

And help building our New World. Will you join me? Will you join me?

Will you join me, my brothers and sisters? Will you join me to fight for God’s order?

Will you join me now? It’s there right before us for the taking.”

A Monarch prince butterfly lands on… a red peony. His wings are gold & burgundy.

A turquoise princess alights… in no rush… on a purple spray of a butterfly bush.

They intensely sense each other… They intensely feel each other…

Antennas moving & vibing… front hands wiping their faces.

They examine each other… Each seeming to focus elsewhere...