"In the beginning was THE WORD." Coil #11 is where the whole
Earth Army emerges in colums, led by the "Column of The Scribes."
They come from  every direction, North, South, East and West.

In the great Circular Colluseum the audience is breathless. The stratified stands are packed with folks from every Tribe and Nation. Every eye is glued to the entrance gate. They come at first with hammers and chizels, each in his Priestly Garment.

The huge IMAX SCREEN of the sky dome is slowly turning like a wheel, and the music of the times of each entry fills the air.

Atlan Agent 1.4 is handing out Hot Cross Buns, little clones of the cake given by ISIS to OSIRIS, King of the Dead, in the resurrection scenario of the "Coming Forth By Day." Our Scribes have cut our homeward path in stone, devoting many lifetimes to making the return map, logging back to the future past. The end of this column of workers, millions of light years in length, relatively speaking.

Their Grand Entrance climaxes in the bearing of the ARC OF THE COVENANT. The SUPER NEUTRON COMPUTER we call HAL. Electronic highways operate by tonals and hums. With a few short Easter Bunny Hops, any traveller can jump over the Abyss.
 
GALAXIA is the Engineering Arm of the Unified Field Force. Looking back down the Neanderthal Tunnel (labyrinth) of our own ancestral arrival, we can see exactly who is still stuck and exactly at what nodal point in their DNA unfoldment. Ethnocentricity and Iconclasmic divisions raise a putrid stink in the Cosmic InCubator at hatching time. After the hatch, the "Whited Sepulchre" are broken open. No Easter Chicks 'cos the eggs got over heated. It's called the "Humpty Dumpty" effect.

At Easter we honour our heroic Shapechangers, "overheating types" like Scribe-Martyr, Bill Cooper who comes riding the "Pale Horse." He was sending our instructions on guerilla warfare. We had only corresponded on occasion, but was as if I got hit with a bolt of lightning the night Bill died. My kitchen stove caught fire and the fire engines came. The whole building was evacuated. When Spirit wants to impress one with a specific incident they spare no expense. It is TRUE. R.I.P Bill: We have been here for generations, biding our time, until THE MASTER speaks, while letting His Gordian Knot do the rest.

Thanks to RAMESES II, this time thousands of people made it through the "Floating Cross" to see for ever, AMEN. David Hamel and I have made this pilgrimage for many years, and I have scribed it. Each Easter we saw the position of the floating cross of the "Windows of Transfer" in closer alignment during the BIG CRUNCH. We heard a whisper in the Zeitgeist breeze "Avengeance is Mine. I will Repay" saith The Lord.

ONE Invisible Hand pulls ALL the strings. Nationalism and Race are the two carrot crooks and flails being used to herd "The Sheep." XEPER - Keph-A-Ra has shown "The Goats" how to develop a MIND OF OUR OWN, born of Self-Love: And how to climb up to heaven on our own four hoofs!

OUR GALACTIC NATION, by its own individual and collective effort,
has been Levitated Right up into the Heart of the Central Sun.

WE are Heaven and Earth Incorporated.
 
We leave an ASH FELT contrail. 1.4/4.1
All the evidence is contained within THE COSMIC CUBE.

Now THAT'S resurrection!