What do Trump, a Thief, a Sex Doll have in common? Spaceships and Jesus A Small Excerpt By Amy Beaumonte

Did you know that there are genes that activate after you die? Some even days after, it made me wonder if when Jesus rose on the third day if it was these genes that helped in the biological process of it all. If we studied the gene that activates on the third day, would look different than the others? The gene that tells the body to grow a spine reactivates after you die along with the genes responsible for causing cancer. Why might you ask do we need a gene for a second spine when we already have one at birth, why would we need a new spine after we die?

It took a month to finish the Life Briefing I was given, all that would transpire between my birth and the coming of the Lord. As I was born into the world, at the moment when the first breath of life is required, I wavered in my duties and my faith. I had been so sure of myself before my Life Briefing but in the moment of my birth; I faltered and never took the first breath of life. I was just was not going to do it. I remember rationalizing, If I don’t breath or open my eyes then maybe I will just go back, I will go tell God I was wrong. I will tell him that the assignment was just too much for me to undertake and maybe someone with more experience could take this one. I was shaking and my entire body felt like it was an exposed nerve, I still felt traumatized from the Life Story Briefing I had just endured about the poor girl that was about to be born. I still could not think of her as myself, the baby girl was going to be overdue, I was just was not going to do it.

I came to be standing on a great white polished stone floor, I stood before God in a Palace of White, surrounded by great pillars so tall I could not see if they ended. They appeared to be holding up the Cosmos as a sort of ceiling to the Great Hall. The Great Hall was made of Giant Stone Blocks polished and gleaming like they were lit from within. There were other pillars all around us with statues on them, too high for me to make out the fine details. There were twenty-four thrones belonging to the Leaders that sat empty this day, and seven torches burned with the seven spirits of God. A group of Watchers had gathered around the area, to see why I was petitioning God so publicly.

I dropped to my knees and I laid myself prostrate before God and said, ’I can not do as I claimed, I am not strong enough to do all you ask.” You have shown me what I will have to endure, I am to be a walking billboard for the Breaking of the Ten Commandments. I felt so much shame radiating through me still lingering after what I had done by coming back. I looked up at our Holy Father and said, “How will I ever make it until I find you again? I won’t remember being here with you, once I am wrapped in that human flesh.” A voice like a Trumpet surrounded me, “Come up here, I will show you what must happen after this.”

I started thinking to myself how earlier I had been so sure that I was the one, the one who could complete this task for GOD. Until the moment I got the briefing and my mind filled with self doubt, I had so many questions. How could I not take vengeance on them all? When my memories would be restored at the age of 41, a day would come when I finally would remember what they had done. I would look into the eyes of the wicked and make a choice. Would I choose vengeance against those who would harm the weak? Or would I, like Christ the redeemer plead for the salvation of man? Would I proclaim the words he so long ago spoke, “Forgive them Father for they know not what they do.” How could I even make choices such as these? Once I am born how would I combat all the suspicion, hate and mistrust that I will let them create in me?

I stood on shaking legs and approached the Throne, walking on a turquoise sea of crystals. I stood before God looking around at the audience that was there to witness my humiliation. I bowed my head and I said, “For you, each day I will breath, until my last breath has been taken , it is for youI will search. I will do as required, I pray I do not let you down again.” I turned to Hermes and said, “I am ready messenger, let’s go spend some time with the devil; we are going to need to show him the error of his ways.”

I am not proud of how long it took me to get up off the stone floor, it was not my finest hour. I was a month overdue my poor Mom, sorry it took me so long to accept my destiny, to stand up for those that could not stand up for themselves. I grew a new spine that day on the 20th of November 1977, lying prostrate on the floor before the Lord as I accepted the life he was offering.