This was in a Wednesday March 19, 2008 San Antonio Express Newspaper;
Police say 13-year-olds plotted A killing spree
Deland,
Fla.- Three teenagers who
authorities say were plotting to
massacre fellow students at
Deland Middle School and then
commit suicide will
remain in
Juvenile lockup, a judge ruled
Tuesday.
The two boys and a girl, all 13,
stood as their names were called
and listened
as Volusia-based
circuit Judge Hubert Grimes
ordered them to remain behind
bars. All wore handcuffs and a
white jail uniform.
The
three were arrested Friday,
each on a charge of conspiracy
to commit murder; after the plan
came to light through one boy’s
online correspondence
with
friends through MySpace.
We have seen this pattern a lot in the United States. We have had
several of these School Shootings.
Some would say they are
copycat type of things. But if you have the time, take a look at this
below. I think you may see something behind
the scenes about
these things. Notice also, in these cases the young people involved
usually have abusive backgrounds, or neglect,
problems at home,
depression, or mental problems. Usually found out after its too late!
Agenda from Hell
While these two creatures were arguing, others laughed as they stole past, climbing on up the pole to the heights
above. Then the host creature rebuked these two: “You two are fools, wait for no turn, each climb using the other side. Now you two,
be off quick, need to speak to the odd one here.”
Turning to me, it continued, “You there, look up, see, above is where a redone sits, the blast, that tormenter that laments a mournful tune that is sung far and wide, always issuing forth something new to
the human ones. He sings: Death, pure as a white falling feather if you do as I please-take many, take less, take times three, or
just come as you please. No consequences at all for thee. Come, as you please, no consequences for your deeds.
“The tormenter
sits high on yon perch, and overlooks the land where the flesh ones dwell. He commands many friends of like mind to do his bid, which
you see climbing up this pole. With this help, the blast devours conscience of any that heeds his song, so that many human ones perform
what this master sings: Death comes easy-please take many; take less, take times three, rewards for your deed are pleasures untold,
or unlimited glories
for your cause, or if you like-rest from lonely pain, don’t worry, be brave, no bad consequences for your deed.
“Other
masters, like the tormentor, also sit high above, on top of those other posts you see, trading and selling enticing merchandise to
attract the flesh in the lands. Their merchandise sparkles and glows inviting a willing clientele to purchase their wares.
“Some
offer turning stones into bread. Others sell power to control by various
means. More trade iniquity in exchange for consequences. Yes,
impious desires sell very well in the lands, after the human ones hear the jingle from the varied tunes being sung. Their purpose
is to bring many here. Look- look up and see! All these master’s pipes make a joyous gloom.”
Gazing upward at the images being
displayed on the walls, I could see the topmost poles nearest me. On the perch atop one post sat a very large creature. It looked
like a classic demonic demon with large bat-like wings. It was mauve red highlighted by black inside the crackling folds of
its skin. This devil had feet and arms like that of a man. It had a round face with pointed ears, looking half human, half ghoul,
and needed no pitchfork to prod anything along.
The red fiend would rock back and forth, perched on top this tall pole. The only
sound he made was a strange hum, like singing. It was a mournful hum beckoning people to die for various reasons and blind causes.
As it sang, creatures began climbing its pole to escape into another land for a short stay there, with the sole purpose to devour
conscience within a person, taking them captive, causing them to unknowingly dance to the tune being sung.
This devious guide
was very proud of the work being performed here. It continued speaking. “The long white one that showed you his teeth, he carriedlittle ones like fur on his back which carry on great deeds, like a steed. Remember him? The little ones on his back spelled
out a name for his deeds. Remember?
“He left for the lands above to eat out the hearts of many and to spread his brood.
He makes the flesh ones seek appetites of a kind, which makes homes unhappy with broken dreams. Unnatural appetites that flourish
in streams, steeped in lustful desire. Yes, perversions are the easiest sold. The flesh- ones come to him in droves, no conscience
spared.
“He travels about seeking a heart to reside in, and then leaves a little brooding residue behind advertising his bane.
His merchandise easily entices the selfish desires of those in mortal lands. These purchase his goods without thought of consequence,
because these wares seem to fill a need, but instead leave a wasted life course towards this place.
“Ensnared by desire to be
loved and held, to cop a feel, he ensues many to ignoble deeds. Lusts, burnings, feelings of power when one hears a sequel, cruelly
sublime perversions are his trademarks, and by these, the human ones purchase in droves. Without thought, many are captured to make
more victims by appetites of a kind.”
The wicked guide began pointing at all the large creatures sitting high atop the poles
being revealed on the screen before my eyes, and continues its discourse: “Ah, hear their music, tunes aplenty that set the mood,
pipes singing, humming, harmoniously. Over the earth they wrestle to have their song heard. These tunes bait our hooks that devour
the conscience of a land, a people, a time, a place, a moment, a person thus joyfully importing many here.”
I noticed hundreds
of repulsive impish entities were scaling these odd beams. The host creature interrupted my gaze, “The masters above call to
the ones below. You see them climb. These that do are the ones that carry out the masters’ plans and escort many to this Grand Palace.”
Excerpt
from:
A Land Unknown: Hell’s Dominion
By B.W Melvin
