Scribe
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I am seeing a woman dressed in colonial clothes
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Queen of
Heaven
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Tune into that woman
Tune in
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Scribe
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She is sweet, gracious, kind
She is patient
She is maternal and loving
Mother is this you?
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Queen of
Heaven
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Yes my dear
Thank you for recognizing me
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Scribe
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Mother, why are you taking on the appearance of a mere
mortal
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Queen of
Heaven
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Because I am
Remain dear
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Scribe
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And now there are plenty of other people around
They are happy; they are bustling about
And your heart overflows with love for them
They are your children and you love them and are proud of
them
And you are so happy for them in their happiness
You are walking among them Mother
They see you
You are walking among them as a mortal so that they can see
you
And they nod pleasantly to you
They like you; you are a good woman
And they think of you as such
Yes they recognize your goodness and your sweetness
And are pleased to have you among them
Though they don’t know who you are
But they do turn to you for comfort, for healing
For you are a great source of both for them
And they recognize this
And appreciate you
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Queen of
Heaven
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Do they appreciate me
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Scribe
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They appreciate what you do for them
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Queen of
Heaven
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But do they appreciate me
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Scribe
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You are not married
You are slightly older
You are outside the mainstream
You are not quite one of them
There is perhaps a bit of dismissive attitude toward you
For while they are happy to turn to you for comfort and
healing
They quickly forget
And in their moments of health and happiness
They forget their moments of sorrow and who was there for
them then
You are not part of their official hierarchy
You have no official role
You have no established place in the social order
The ‘place’, the position they hold for you
Is that of old maid - not married, no children
Therefore less than
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Queen of
Heaven
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Continue
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Scribe
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I see a colonial man loading up his musket
And now I see you tending to the Original American that he
wounded
And this hardens their hearts against you
You are a ‘traitor’
For aiding the ‘enemy’
And are ostracized
The woman come to you in secret
When they need your comfort
In secret they bring to you their ailing children
The men have dismissed you completely
You are a silly old woman
Useless with no sense
For you aided the enemy
They recognize your kindness
But you don’t have the sense to distinguish
Upon whom to dispense your kindness and from whom to
withhold it
Foolish old thing
It is up to the men to lead
It is up to the men to take charge
The men know better than silly ineffectual women such as
yourself
And so the men lead
They take matters in their own hands
And load up their muskets some more
And in the stillness of the night Mother
They come and they kill you
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Queen of
Heaven
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Thank you. You did well
Very well indeed
Now darling what does that tell you about the Coming Times
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Scribe
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The same no doubt
They would have you distinguish between the Christians and
the Moslem
Reserve your beneficence for the Christians and the Jews
And withhold it from the Moslem
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Queen of
Heaven
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Yes dear, you have it exactly right
Close your eyes
Close your eyes
After they kill me
Where do I go
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Scribe
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Why you incarnate among the Original Americans
And minister unto them
In a similar fashion as you did to the Colonials
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Queen of
Heaven
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And how am I treated there
Do not anticipate; do not expect; simply observe
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Scribe
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The sexes are more segregated
And you are among the women
And the women openly turn to you for comfort
And for the healing of the children
And the men indulge them and you
Yes you have a role
You are among the women there
And the men allow you that role
They see that you comfort their women
They see that you heal their children
And they allow for you
You do not disturb them for you live among the women
You live in the women’s world
You do not live in their world
And so do not disturb them at all
They are merely pleased that you are a source of comfort for
their women
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Queen of
Heaven
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And the women
How do they feel toward me
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Scribe
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They feel sorry for you because you have no husband and no
children
And because you are older
They see how kind you are and how guileless
And some of them feel slightly contemptuous of you
For you protect yourself not
But the younger women, the young mothers are grateful to
you Mother
They know you heal their children
And this they do not forget
No this they do not forget
And so they give you presents
They make sure you have enough food and whatever else
you may need
They ignore the older women who are jealous of you
The ones who show you contempt
The younger women ignore them
They are not afraid of the older women
Or at least not enough to prevent them from providing for you
And from showing you respect and kindness
You are still however on the outskirts of their society
Even though you are in the woman’s world
Due to the jealousy, displayed as contempt, by the older
women
You are pushed away to the fringes
But not as far as you were in the Colonial’s world
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Queen of
Heaven
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And then what happens
Then what happens
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Scribe
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There is an outbreak of illness among the children
Most of the children get ill
Some of them die
You are not able to keep up with the illness
You are not able to save all the children
And the young women feel betrayed
They had counted on you!
And the older women have a gleam in their eye
Finally they have a chance!
And they chase you outside the camp Mother
And they stone you to death
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Queen of
Heaven
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And now
What does the story among the Original Americans
Tell you regarding the Coming Times
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Scribe
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Well I would surmise Mother
That it tells me that you will be rejected by all
Christians, Jews, and Moslem alike!
Is this correct Mother
Oh Mother I am so sorry
Mother are you there
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Queen of
Heaven
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I am here
What am I doing
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Scribe
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You are weeping Mother
You are weeping
Oh Mother I know not what to say
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Queen of
Heaven
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Tell me what you are thinking
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Scribe
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That while both GROUPS of people rejected you
There were many individuals who liked, respected and
appreciated you
The Colonial women who risked their reputation and good
standing in society
To come to you in secret
For they knew you spoke the truth
They knew the healing you provided was from God
The young Original American mothers whose children you
healed
Whose children you saved
Even the Original American men who allowed for you
Who recognized your goodness and the good affect you had
on their women
These individuals Mother respected you
They might not have understood you
But they did respect you and they did appreciate your
presence among them
While the groups rejected you
And while the individuals who rejected you had their way
There were many, in secret, who were on your side
Who hoped that you would protect yourself and survive
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Queen of
Heaven
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But they did not protect me did they
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Scribe
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No Mother, they did not
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Queen of
Heaven
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And why not
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Scribe
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Among the Colonial Americans, it was to protect themselves
From those who were against you
For they were the ones in power, in authority
Among the Original Americans
The young women did not protect you
Because of the anguish they felt over their ill and dying
children
They were so overcome by grief; they transferred it into
anger against you
You had betrayed them; you had let them down; they had
believed in you
And while they did not participate in the stoning
And no, they did not want you stoned
Neither did they protect you
The Original American men did not protect you
For it was the women’s world
And none of their business
Besides you had failed
You had failed in your role
You had not saved all their children; you had not comforted
their women
And it was up to the women to dispense justice as they would
They saw no reason to interfere
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Queen of
Heaven
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And what does this tell you about the Coming Times
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Scribe
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Oh dear
The same, no doubt
I’m not sure how the ‘same’ would play out
That while the groups reject you
Why Mother I see it happening right now!
The group culture as a whole
Society, mass media mocks you and rejects you
And treats you with dismissive contempt
You are too ridiculous for words
But yet there are many individuals who believe in you
And who pray to you and who turn to you for comfort
Some do so openly; in groups; such as the Catholics
And the ones who make the pilgrimage to Medjugorje
Others do so in the privacy of their own homes
For you are too precious to them
To leave you vulnerable to the mocking of the ignorant
Forgive me Mother, I strayed
I talked about the present
And not the Coming Times
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Queen of
Heaven
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That is all right
Extrapolate
Extrapolate what is occurring now and how it will continue
And play out in the Coming Times
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Scribe
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That somehow the groups, society, mass media
Will blame you during the Coming Times
The West will blame you for comforting the Moslems
The Moslems will blame you for not saving them
And the societies will somehow try to ‘kill’ you
Perhaps by silencing you
Silencing all references to you
And the individuals
Some will turn to you in secret
Pray to you in secret
Cry to you for comfort in secret
And others will feel betrayed
You did not protect them!
You did not save their children!
And will allow for the silencing of you
For that is how they will ‘kill’ you in the Coming Times
You will cease to exist
For no reference will be made nor allowed of you
Your words will have disappeared from the face of the earth
Those books that contain your words will be hidden and kept
secret
By those who cherish them
Burned by those who hate you
And those who love you will do so in secret
For fear of reprisal and contempt from those who don’t
For you will be blamed
They will say that you caused the destruction of the Earth
That you brought it about somehow
With all your prophecies
It was your will all along for the destruction of the planet
And here you have finally done it
And their grief and fear will be transformed into anger at the
messenger
YOU
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