Satan Did What? And Mr. Orange

Now a while back told was bound and was allowed to tell you how.

Christ his little monitor thing up and there was his younger brother with all forty-seven thousand of his children in some kind of room which was huge.

Around him I was told, were all his wives sitting in three rows in very comfortable chair in a huge oval. They doing things like sewing and knitting, figuring things out on paper, talking, planning, watching.

"I so glad he is back to play with the children," were things I heard.

And in the middle on the floor was dear old Dad. The kids jumping around. Some had toys. Crawling around on him. There were explosions, and magics of spectacular shows done by the children. He was trapped and looked none to happy.

It was not too long after that, Chrysthys and I were bit by the Assassin Spirit Spider, lived, and her cursed us to be childless.

That's when God the Most High became very angry with him and because his grandchildren disappeared into non-existence. He was angry.

I told you a few days ago, that along some instances of Mr. Orange pulled out of me, Jesus's younger brother was also pulled out. Maybe out of Chrysthys too.

Then there was yesterday where hundreds of instances of Mr. Orange or more, or was that a day, or a couple of days before, were pulled out of me. I felt good for a few hours but by last night, I couldn't even think, my head hurt, the wife hurt. I went back up there to heaven in serious near mental oblivion along with Kateri, Solange, and Bertie. Really we could hardly stand there.

I was examined and they started pulling out more Mr. Oranges out of us. Less out of the three ladies but one is painful enough.

When a unified Holy Trinity pulled out the last one, they found something in me, somewhere hidden deep in the depths and dimensions of my soul, don't write his name, put there by him.

It looked like a ring of gold or something symbols and writing. Was not that big, small, maybe child size. There was a circle of some type metal maybe with a stone or stones and reliefs. I was out of it but. One that was removed and the interior piece of the ring was twisted out of alignment - agony - oblivion stopped!

And they summoned to appear, you know who, crouching and humbled, and afraid!

I have had enough of this! The Most High said. Recant your curse of childlessness NOW!

So guess who did.

Pop! Pop! Pop! Grandkids started springing up like popcorn in a hot pan.

I banish thee to be bound in ...

"Where's daddy!"
"Grandpa where's Daddy, Mommy!"
It was a chorus of chaotic little voices.

And Grandpa swooped them and carried them off to there mother's, "Your Father is in big trouble again -" Then they were all gone.

"That 'ring' is some sort of beacon, transport locator that allows Mr. Orange to use to souls of you and Chrysthys as a staging area to attack and destroy us and heaven." Jesus explained.

Shelly's pain was gone. Mine was gone. So was the pain of the three spirit wives Kateri, Solange, and Godoberta.

I think I just topped a quintillion points and slept like a rock. Shelly's snoring as the gray of a cloudy dawn is about to birth.

I'll find out what the analysis of the actions of Jesus's younger brother is someday.

Whether there is a sum total of good or evil. All I know is Pat had said, We're angels we don't have to worry about him.

I'm XIV. What have you done for your divine government lately?

Some navy veteran went into a state capitol here in the U.S. and cut the head off of a statue of Jesus' younger brother and they threw him prison.

Now your God truly is bound for a long time to come.