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In the real reality called the Spirit World, across the un-crossable gulf, in a locked universe called Hades, on the dark planet with the same name, billions stopped gnashing their teeth at the unexpected. Brilliant light bathed the planet as they looked up. A huge golden fifty-mile wide disk floated hundreds of yards above them. And in concordance, the whole of Hades recognized the Chariot of God and roared bellowing waves of repentance towards the massive craft, as tears rolled down their faces. Billion dived to the ground screaming for another chance, stating they didn’t know, hollering bi-polar intense for the Lord to love them again – just one more time, even for a second – please. And they rioted for their Father, truly repentant for everything that’d got them there, truly wanting the only apex priceless precious in creation – the love and acceptance of your Creator!

The One snapped his fingers. Instantly the prison planet was emptied empty. Yahaveh looked upon the dark penitentiary he created for his enemies, with Arella and Amirah observing at his side. He wiped a tear of joy as the crafted scorched the membranes of the Hades Universe, the Golden Horse screaming three-hundred billion light-eons per second. And inside the craft, the occupants looked back as a massive detonation followed hotly behind the craft for almost three full seconds. The massive Hades Universe was completely destroyed, releasing unimaginable kinetic heat and energy. And the prison planet, the uninformed called Hell, was destroyed by no more than the movement of Yahaveh’s holy fingers.

Back on the rejuvenated garden called earth, billions upon billions of their brothers materialized from Hades within the massive sea of life - naked. Billions of minds joined the Continuum and rabid fear detonated amongst the demarcations, especially those who were professed Christian in the flesh. The Angels from Hades stood grateful to be there after being released from their long imprisonment, and stood tall and appreciative of the second chance. Blistering shame filled everyone else as they realized who they really were, what they did, and how much they had been deceived. And billion surged in agony, wanting mountains to fall on them, to hide their shame, nuclear embarrassment, and the intolerable called absolute blasphemy and adultery.

Jesus jumped-startled into the billions with his billions behind him. The skies remained crowded with the billions of Hosts of Heaven’s crafts. No one ran to him – the world trembled in jaw-clenching terror of what this mighty being would do to them. Most had groveled before his mighty enemy, as thousands glared hatefully at Lucifer who cause all this - coldly. The Elect who’d stood against Satan were transported across the obvious demarcation – a large jagged fault almost a mile deep and thousand yards wide. And Sister Rachelle who was now the Angel Jaren, smiled widely at Yahsôniä laughing in joy. There is no greater thrill in all creation than being absolutely right with God.

The deceived looked in paralyzing terror at the mightily being with holes in his hands, his face black with furious wrath. There were six (number of man) demarcations within the unfaithful. There was the Synagogue of Satan, those released from Hades, the evil monsters of the flesh, heathen non-believers; and the Christian deceived who thought they’d be raptured away, instead of working in the fields (world) faithfully until their Lord’s return. And in a group of one was Satan.

 Billion gawked at Jesus in all his glory, the Shekinah Glory emulating from him in all his fullness. This was the God they’d always loved. A billion born-again Christians paused in their terror, in a last ditch attempt to flee from his face in burning shame – but there was no place to go. The whole world was locked boot camp tight. And in one accord, Lucifer, the good, the evil, the repentant, the unrepentant, all fell to their faces and murmuring, “My Lord,” not daring to lift their eyes unto him, trembling in absolute horror.
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A tear fell as Jesus drowned in the elation of his children. Deep in his holy heart, he felt nothing but chest-bursting pride regardless of their past iniquity, for all creation lost its sanity at his scourging and crucifixion. Jesus smiled, for the cross was truly worth it – even if it saved just one of his brothers for the eternities he created them for.
 
Hundreds of holographics whirred as the Son of God held up the three keys of death victoriously, his voice permeating every corner of creation.

“We’ve had some difficult days because of my sojourn in the flesh. Because of the nature of our covert actions, we couldn’t assuage your fears and you suffered invariably not understanding what was being accomplished.

“But, I went into the flesh to build a great house for our Lord, to establish the throne of his kingdom forever and to reclaim our brothers who languish in darkness. I’ve redeemed our family, defeated our greatest enemy, and imparted joy to the hearts that waited wounded for righteousness and brotherhood. I’ve taken the keys of death from our greatest enemy, who right now stands utterly defeated. Like Jonah in the belly of the fish, I’ve only three and a half days with you before my resurrection back into the flesh - to complete our plan of redemption for all our brothers.”

Wild thunderous applause detonated. Yahshua absorbed the adoration as unimaginable creatures populating the endless universes paused, giving instinctual respect to him who was The One.

 “The interrogative begging to be answered is why we’d give the keys of death to Lucifer in the first place. As sovereigns, we created the rubrics and formulated the consequences our brothers in the flesh swelter under. Why make the wages of sin death, while covering our children in a bag of sin they didn’t ask for, which perpetually wars against their very souls? Doesn’t logic dictate in concordance with the evidence that breathing in the flesh is a mandatory death sentence for all our children whom we claim to love? Does that sound fair?

“Didn’t we throw you into the waters called the flesh and then curse you for being wet? You know the answer is yes. Why would we do this when we say we’re the very definition of love?

“You must understand that sin was never the real problem though it may seem so - the real problem was always suicidal rebellion. We could’ve easily denoted anything sin; even something stupid as barking at trees. If that were sin, then we’d have no choice but to saturate the flesh with the nuclear compulsions to bark at trees.

“Why would we do that? The reason is that some lessons unfortunately can never be taught, they must be experienced; the purpose of the flesh is see what life becomes without the totality of The One – even from the beginning, the warzone has always been in the mind.

“So, if anything we voice can be sin - then wasn’t I tortured needlessly for reclaiming the keys of death, which we gave to Satan in the first place? Why would we elevate the stupid illogical as clarion wisdom? Is this the way of The Holy One, damned if you do, damned if you don’t?
 
 “Since the beginning, the circle of life was considered a cursed creation. You pondered how a loving God could create such a monstrous construction; didn’t we feel empathy for the prey as it sang its death song in excruciating agony. The only reason for the flesh construction was to cleanse our family, for uncountable trillions of animals suffered and died for your edification, your salvation, and our continuing brotherhood.
 
“We’ll reveal today why we chose this foolishness, for nothing said before this day could create sagacity without my sacrifice being unveiled…”

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         Blessed is the man whose delight is in the law of the Lord, and in his law meditates day and night…


    On the massive Throne Podium high above the fishbowl universe, Yahaveh looked upon Mariah sadly before he fell before the Thrones. Sighing deeply, The Son of God gestured him to stand. And three and a half miles below the Throne Podium, hundreds of millions of the Martyred in the Blood waited in depressive expectation.

With tears streaming, Mariah looked into God's red eyes sputtering horribly on the words. “O Lord, though we're stupid compared to your infinite wisdom; I bring to remembrance when all your morning stars sang with joy. Incline your ear to our supplications and forgive us for asking repeatedly over and over; but tell us again, how long my Lord?

“How long will you permit our enemy dominion over those who love you, and how long will they be beasts of burden, cattle, fleeced, and ridden into the dusts of death by those that absolutely hate you? How long will you allow this wickedness in your face while blatantly letting our tears be disparaged, unavenged, and always ignored? How long will you let evil turn your glory into shame? And tell us again, how much longer must we witness the madness, blood, and see our brothers suffer blast furnace tortured without reprieve for supposed righteousness' sake?

“And though righteousness seems an eternity in coming, we're incapable of calling your abeyance unsound no matter how deep it wounds. With the tears and trembling hearts, we beg you Lord to end the unimaginable suffering below us. How can anyone be happy in this Heaven when our brothers are slaughtered day and night - in our very faces? Hear our howling prayers birthed of agonizing distraught, bestow your favor upon your children and forget not your suffering servants, who ask for vengeance on the Synagogue of Satan that absolutely hates you, our brothers, and us…”

David shifted uncomfortably on his Throne warring to align himself to holiness. He struggled against himself because he was third in Command, spoke for The One, lived for The One, and was Heaven's highest Subaltern High Priest – The Light. And the Potentate High Melder that guarded the Mercy Seat, trembled mightily warring against the ‘somehow Mariah made plenty sense’.
 
“…Destroy that foolish nation who wars stupid, gallivanting the whole earth broadcasting nauseous evil and beating down everyone who loves you! Your addictive soap opera called the Flesh Age causes unending depressions and sadness, making the past brotherhood we once had a wisp, some meaningless memory, an unsearchable functionally unremembered that's rewarded with nothing but intolerable agony!”

Millions of Angels reached for their Lord shouting ‘how long’ with tears running down their faces, absolutely anguished, dying inside, fighting  horrific depression born of unfathomable pain.

 “…Father, if you won't consider our brokenness, please consider your precious Earth – the only planet not named for pagan's sake, still wearing the holy designation you bestowed when it was our Heaven so long ago. We know you love her, for you’ve proclaimed our Earth will never pass away. Reclaim the planet you gave to our greatest enemy and end this horrific nightmare, in Jesus the Exalted One's name we humbly ask...”

As the three on the Thrones trembled under the righteous onslaught, tears cascaded as bellows of black depression washed over they who were The One. The Lord of Hosts choked back a sob as he struggled trembling, trying to think of  something to say. The Zoon vibrated mournful diapason as Mariah continued manic undaunted, the gold flooring before him slick with raining tears.
 
“…I know you're absolutely sick of us constantly in your face; but we have no recourse but to ask again and one more time. Eradicate the evil rebellious from our Heaven and destroy the Synagogue of Satan off the earth, because they're not like us, like me and you, and do not treasure brotherhood, love, or venerate you – and are constantly defecating on your holy names and everything we love!”

Mariah choked hard, backgrounded by hundreds of millions roaring repeatedly in concordance, how long Lord?

“...We strive to mediate on your infinite goodness only, but we swelter under the blackest blasphemy, ruminating on Lucifer day and night, obsessively hating his unholy guts instead of venerating the glorious how you love us. Open the eyes of our hearts so we can see your glory again, for we are blind to everything but the horrifying evil below us.

“We stand imperfect against you for we cannot change ourselves in this one matter, though in your grace you've counted us perfect by giving us eternal life. But we say we’re flawed and aren’t worthy of continuing life! With ten billion tears, we've sought relief from the evil that makes your grandness, holiness, and beauty moot and insignificant. And that's not right Lord, because we proudly wear your name in our very souls…”

Mariah fell to his knees lifting his hands dramatically to the Thrones, as the roaring wails thundered escalating sonic, shaking the very foundations of The Great House of The One. Eight billion Angels wiped the hottest tears.

Shouting over onslaught he continued weeping, “All creation is the mountain of the Lord; you're the God of Jacob, Abraham, and us: the judge destined to rebuke every stupidity. We know all souls shall beat their swords into plowshares, spears into pruning hooks, and no nation shall ever lift sword against nation and neither shall they learn war anymore…”

Vibrating under the roaring howls, The One wiped the hottest tears as the Zoon knelt giving brilliant respect, fluttering their wings.

 “…Forgive us Lord for our disrespect, for we know your ways are higher than ours; but waiting for righteousness has become a punishing verisimilitude that causes us to constantly adjust our expectations - to the evil that leaps exponentially without abatement below us. Slay the wicked now, end the bondage of corruption, offer comfort to your suffering children, for the unrepentant have drunk the cup of damnation willingly with eyes wide open! Slay them all! Avenge my murder and the hundreds of millions like me who were slain tortured for your love, fidelity, and the soldiering hard for your immeasurable beauty...”

Mariah fell crushed in front of the Thrones literally drowning in tears, convulsing in misery and sorrow, as the thunderous escalating of millions on the verge of insanity continued unabated below the Throne Podium. Overcome with uncontrollable emotion, David lowered his head as the hottest tears rained through his quivering hands, falling copiously onto his robe of light.

Many slow seconds ticked as The One looked sadly at Mariah, absorbing the massive acoustic onslaught. God rose from his Throne overwhelmed in the bellows of wretchedness deluging him – the mournful wails of those designated the finest gold, the precious priceless, and the finished purified faithful eternal.

The One paused; this could not be fixed with mere words.

And that moment broke the camel's back. The Martyred in the Blood began to vociferate out of their minds, falling onto the floor, gyrating fitfully, drowning in the blackest agony, begging the Lord to end the evil. The righteous roars of hundreds of millions bellowed bipolar intense over The Lord of Hosts; he looked incredulously at the pandemonium below him, ignoring his own falling tears.
 
The One drew them into his arms, calming them as a mother comforts a fussy baby. Yahshua entered covering each soul with the softest blanket designated the Holy Spirit. The torturous wailing instantly stopped. Yahaveh and Yahshua looked at each other stunned as the Zoon roared stridently in the background.

 The Lord of Hosts spoke a dimensional shift into existence below his Thrones, a temporal reality a whole planet big – where the Holy Spirit saturated the very atmosphere like thick humidity. It was a million fold heavy, another reality past the brim inundated with the Living God, raining the absolute holy, and every breath inhaled designated the very Spirit of God.

And they transported Mariah and the Martyred under their Thrones. They danced blind with ecstasy and sonic joy; but every now and then, a voice departed from the encompassing joy and roared, how long Lord, before engulfed again by the Holy Spirit.

And from that day forth, every Martyred in the Blood lived under his Thrones, for The One had deep compassion and sheltered them, for they were soul-sick of the monstrous wickedness always in their faces. And Yahaveh understood their agony and respected them more for it, because it was birthed from wisdom, righteousness, and great agape love for their brothers and him...


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The Universes of God: The Chronicles of The Angels
The Universes of God II: The Chronicles of Jesus Christ
The Universes of God III: The Chronicles of the Antichrist (5/2015)
The Universes of God IV: The Final Eternity (5/2016)
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The Universes of God 3 Update.

Almost finished the third novel. It is over 150,000 words. It is the longest, most intense, and jammed packed full of information from untold hours of research and study, I’ve ever written. It showcases the Synagogue of Satan and their destruction. I am getting ready to write the last chapter – Jesus’ triumph return. I plan to rest a couple months after editing is complete before starting the last novel of the trilogy: The Universe of God 4: The Final Eternity.

To those that have waited I swear you will not be disappointed, And I Twe Stephens feel proud, for I have almost fulfilled the Lord’s commission to his humble servant – to tell the story of the Lord from the beginning to the end. I never wanted to write, never thought I could, never thought I had the discipline. But it has been a labor of love - for I love the Lord with all my heart. With all the sins and failures in him I’ve accomplished for vanities sake, I stand a victorious overcomer in this one area – I obeyed him in writing his story – with love.

This novel is written for those who want to know what the church never talks about, never teaches,   and never acknowledges – the Tares. God said they were not his children, were not his rock, called them foolish, cursed the whole race, called them loyal to their father, and in his infinite wisdom called them eternally dead. They won’t even see the White Throne Judgment – they are slayed in mass as soon as Jesus’ feet split the Mount of Olives.
 But until that day, may the Lord smite each and every one of them; free his suffering children from their clutches, come soon, end this flesh, and bring his perfection to destroy this cesspool we all swelter in called this World. When I was young I did not understand; but I understand now why those that love this world are his staunchest enemies….

And for those who have not heard of me, I am Twe Stephens – a different kind of Christian Author. ______________________________________________________________


Pernicious Evil has many names and is a distinct race of people. More than fifteen hundred years before Jesus Christ, when the high priest sprinkled blood on the Ark of the Covenant to atone for the sins of the nation, he would say behold the hand, behold the nail, before speaking the unspeakable name of Lord.…

The world you thought you lived in doesn't really exist. Know the world you breathe in, know the true history of mankind, know the lies they breathe into you day and night. Know who the enemy of God really is, for without that knowledge you’re truly asleep, blind, and spiritually helpless. Decode the key of David that is the knowledge of the Tares, for the only two of the seven churches the Lord Jesus was pleased with were the two who had that key (knowledge). The Lord says to leave the Tares alone, lest the wheat is hurt inadvertently. Vengeance is always his, despite appearances this war cannot be won with the sword – but by knowledge only.

       So, who are the Tares  the Lord said are not his children, that will not even see Judgment Day, that were generationally cursed, from umbilical cord to umbilical cord by the Lord  in the Garden of Eden? Can you identify them or understand how they’ve shaped the world for evil? They’re the hidden fifth race of mankind Jesus himself warned the world to beware of – and of that fact, the Christian world remains willfully silent.
The blame rests solely with church leadership and the pulpit, which leaves his children spiritually defenseless when that knowledge is needed most to combat the evil certainty that’s barreling toward all of us, though the Bible screams warning after warning in ad nauseum.

 Sabbath after Sabbath, year after year, decade after decade, you sit in the pews until you die; never learning anything more than after the first year of being in the system – listening to the same recycled sermons you know you’ve heard before. If you’ve known there was much more to the Bible and God’s history than the milk that’s constantly offered, then this novel is for you.

My first novel, The Universes of God: The Chronicles of the Angels chronicles the story of Heaven, its societal upheavals and the birth of evil that occurred billions of years before the dawn of mankind. I highly recommend you read it for if you know the beginnings, functional understanding of the Bible will develop without effort – as easy as drinking water.

The second novel The Universes of God 2: The Chronicles of Jesus Christ chronicles the Old Testament to the crucifixion and ends at the destruction of Jerusalem. Truly, this continuing epic is the greatest story ever told.
The fourth novel The Universes of God 4: The Final Eternity is the last of the Universes of God quadrilogy. It starts with Jesus triumphant return, covering the millennium civilization and all that will happen there, including the first and second resurrections into eternal life, the White Throne judgment, the Lake of Fire and the final destruction of evil. It ends with the third and final Universe of God - The Eternity. All is explained in this epic novel covering the little talked of, that's always supposedly behind the veil unknowable, and never taught - but by very few enlightened ministers of God...

This third novel of the quadrilogy will take you from Titus, to the third Adam, deep into the history of the Synagogue of Satan from before the Garden, everything in between, to their reorganization of evil into a global force, to the real Anti-Christ, and to Jesus’ triumphant return.

You will finally understand the Tares that God has always hated, who blinded the entire world to their existence, and the history of deception in which the church was overthrown into a willing collaborator. You’ll finally understand where all the pervasive evil in this world stems from, the real history of the antiquity of mankind, the root of the esoteric policies and secret societies that control and mold all populations into financial upheaval and the mad rush to the bottom: to be ready now for their father’s return– the Antichrist.
 
You’ll find you’re more than you’ve ever thought, older than the stars, and more precious individually than all the living things of the earth combined. More importantly, there’s a powerful someone out there that still loves you endlessly.

In closing, other than the obvious fictional parts, I tried to make this teaching novel as accurate to the secular history of the Tares, and absolutely true to what the scriptures reveal about the people that God said aren’t his children. I want you know who your enemy is, to rub the salve of truth into eyes blinded by the lies, and to drive those who say this cannot be possibly true – to study for themselves and get out of the system that calls you a slave. Nothing has ever changed in religious leadership; see the new Pharisees that sputter favor, blessings, and anointing, while being silent about the knowledge the Lord expects all who love him to possess, and weigh you down in endless minutiae and weights to rob you of the joy the Lord has in you.

Knowledge is the only weapon against this type of evil. As it says in Revelations – who can make war against the beast. The answer is no one but the Lord. Arm yourself with knowledge of the true nature of this world. You will never look at this world the same after reading this novel…


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The Universes of God: The Chronicles of The Angels
The Universes of God II: The Chronicles of Jesus Christ
The Universes of God III: The Chronicles of the Antichrist (5/2015)
The Universes of God IV: The Final Eternity (5/2016)
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“So, remember with me the forced vaccine programs and the Global warming lies that taxed billions of our dollars and robbed hundreds of millions of jobs, destroying whole economies? Do you remember being jailed stupid for feeding the homeless, collecting rainwater, growing the wrong plant, recording our-of-control public servants, and simply asking the wrong questions while they killed you as the day is long with impunity? Remember the profound transmutation from peace keeping, to law enforcement to the global militarized martial Law we endured bleeding out our life’s blood. Do you remember how they owned every drug cartel, boiled the world in wickedness, and intentionally poisoned our foods, air, and land? Remember the animal brothels started in Denmark, set up to totally deprave us with legal bestiality that eventually covered the globe, despite our sonic protests. Do you remember how they abducted hundreds of thousands and sacrificed our babies and children to Satan, and how we unveiled that pedophilia, mass murder, and homosexuality were the foundations of their lies?

“Remember with me one more time, how truth was outlawed and those who stood tall were ruined, marginalized, branded terrorists, and callously murdered? Remember with me the only two churches Jesus was pleased with out of the seven (the Body of Christ); they possessed the Key of David, which we’ve unveiled the hard way – the knowledge of the Synagogue of Satan. Under the cloak of secrecy, they were above the every secular law, every law of God, and no police anywhere could even detain them. Remember the death panels that killed millions of the curable sick, the pet medicine that kept us in medical slavery, and heirs to their demonology. Remember with me the man that invented engines that run of simple water, and how they offered him one billion dollars not market it, and how he refused. They murdered him to keep us in bondage. Remember how they killed all the bees and sent entire regions into starvation.  Remember the way it was; thirty million Synagogue afflicted women and children peddled for their flesh, and we remained powerless as sexual slavery raged rampant throughout the world.

“Remember how they corrupted our youth, all entertainment, and flooded the airways with their occulted subliminals to drive us from the Light. Remember how the malevolent that caused us to kill the purest innocent by the millions, and crushed anyone who exposed their evil or refused to support it. Remember with me when global excellence was punished, mediocrity rewarded, and how dependency was revered stupid just one more time. For I swear from this day forth it’ll never be so again, because how the Lord has gloriously interceded for us, and heard the supplications of our hearts.

“See the trillions spent to build FEMA like concentration camps all over the world, to imprison, reeducate, or murder us by the millions. Remember how they destroyed our currencies and replaced it with a one world fiat, by destroying thousands of businesses and imported illegals to undermine our cultural sovereignty. Remember how they outlawed the greatest plant God ever gave mankind, and how we found marijuana cured every disease that plagued mankind. Think with me about the immune medical industrial complex that was geared to kill us, as they forced vaccines full of mercury down our family’s throats, to destroy us, our fertility, and strike our progeny with autism and all manners of evil. And they laughed in derision in their ivory towers as we suffered tortured blaming everything on God.


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Yahshua turned and looked at Yahaveh with eyes brimming. “My Lord, I thank you for the watchmen who stand faithful in the last hour, even more so to the wounded who’ve sustained mighty wounds, but still wouldn’t abandon their post. I pray these to continue to stand, to continue to pray, and to continue to intercede for our children, and even to those who absolutely hate us. Jesus turned his attention back to the kneeling Angels before him and put...
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