Ouch - Antimatter To The Max

When the 47,000 grandchildren of the Most High appeared, everyone was happy.
When the ring in myself and the ring in Chrysthys was found that stopped us from being human spirit Trojan horse bombs filled with Mr. Orange after Mr. Orange instance - everyone was happy.
It was a great victory.

And everyone not a God forgot about the poisoning that would occur from antimatter from void creatures.

I had encountered Satan's children before in overrun outposts but never that many.

And again, no one thought about the antimatter.

The pain came in the head ringing the utter despair inside as the body began to die without no ability to sense what killed it.

Last night as sickness, weakness, a spinning mind, I took Kateri, Solange, and Bertie with me straight to the gateway hatch and to the machine at the edge of the void that sucks the antimatter out.

I felt like I did when we bivouacked in an atomic bomb site in the army, like when I went to the circular blast area across the valley where stationary tornado one imploded.

It was like dying. It was like hanging from the edge of a cliff looking, down at the lava of mount doom. Or even better, after entering the gates of hell, carefully advancing down at that angle with slippery little balls on the smooth rock stopping at the edge of the river of fire and not falling in.

I am going about this all wrong. I will bring up to God, the Trinity today. Maybe what we should do is let Satan out of his binding.

Maybe we should announce where he will be. Have him on a leash held by some antimatter host and invite all who desire to come see and be with something does not belong and wants to destroy our universe.

Why fight it? Why them give them what they want.

Been there.
Done that.
From there.
Came back.
Tra la la la, la la la la, la
Got paid.
For that.
Hack shit.
Stole it.
Tra la la la, Tra la la la, la
Fuck you.

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Where the antimatter, matter removal devices were was an absolute mess. I have never seen it like this. In the eight to sixteen hours since the grandchildren reappeared, somebody must have figured it out. It looked like several million beings had come to here. Some had crossed the lines.

God came walking around the house here. I asked him, Did your put those ring things in only Chrysthys and me, how's Champ, Hiroku -

He got Singh, the two Muslim battle trainers, and I forgot what said. Like time once your exposed to anti life stuff, memory problems max.

Shelly came from work. She a phone beast. I asked if she checked the weather.

Tomorrow it is supposed to be very windy.

Ah, God came here a little while ago. I don't think that will happen. Maybe not ever again.

That night, they portable antimatter removables and did Shelly, us, and the area around here. How much? Uh, I don't recall. I slept like I was dead.