Vision: Raiders of the Airways Rejoice Part 2

 

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Vision: Raiders of the Airways Rejoice Part 2

6th November 2018

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Continued…Part 2

State of Nutsville

‘ The distracted Raiders ‘ together with those they had befriended from the Barracks and the circus, were given lodgings in a hostel located on Media Hill.

Media Hill was a renowned place. It was where all news stories which were true and all the wise opinions  were buried. Therefore it was difficult to measure the height of Media Hill. The more true stories and wise counsel and balanced opinions they buried, the taller Media Hill grew.

Through a secret tunnel, true reports were brought in by the truck-load by ‘ news undertakers’, and buried there, lest the American public get to know of it.

Aunt Jez had done  quite a  job of converting the gullible in the nation, to her way of thinking. So even if truth was staring at them straight in the face they would reject it and accept Aunt Jez’s version which was more colourful, glamorous and entertaining. Even her news broadcasts  on other people’s woes and death were entertaining.

Now, those who handled these true stories and hid them, lived and worked underground. Some true stories were ‘worked on’ and if after “twisting ” them a bit,  they helped in corroborating Nutsville ‘s main theme, then such ‘touched up’ stories were released.

Those from the Barracks and the circus who  had resided for years in the walled compound,  were considered  ‘ Loyalists’, by Aunt Jez.  These who had come to the State of Nutsville  at her bidding, were given the job of  ‘burying’ the true stories.

‘The distracted Raiders ‘ who lived on  Media hill, were never left alone. The befriended ones, took turns to spend time with the Raiders, whom they were now genuinely becoming close to.

Aunt Jez had done her utmost to control what the Nutsvillians read or listened to. No outside opinions or other perspectives were allowed.

Her followers were so conditioned that they outright rejected those who questioned their source of information and had the audacity to warn Nutsvillians that someday they would be exposed.

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 VISION: NOTED AND NEUTERED 2009

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But what the prudent spoke was not verbose enough for the people with itching ears. The gullible wanted leaders who would mouth venom, reflect their anger and suspicions, and jump to the same ‘confusions’ they had. They wanted leaders to keep the strange-fires burning.

The gullible in America, did not need to look too far to find their ‘messiahs.’ It seemed like round every street corner was lurking a leader who had all the answers and would ‘deliver’ them.

Sound judgment was thrown out with the garbage and now ‘gabbage’ was in.

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Aunt Jez had no problem tweaking the gifts of the ‘gabbagers ‘ to her advantage.  One session was enough to get them to see things Jezebel’s way and do her bidding.

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Through  the day and night, other voices were heard intermittently.

” Those are enemy transmissions, ignore them,” Aunt Jez had told the residents.  And it was easy to ignore these ‘enemy transmissions ‘ as  they were in a language none seemed to understand.

None, that is, except those labelled ‘ the distracted Raiders ‘.

It was the language of the Raiders.  Except with a different accent.

The voices  identified themselves.

The message broadcast in the morning was by Raiders of the Roadways and that in the evening was by Raiders of the Waterways.

All the messages were addressed specifically to those Raiders of the Airways who were now lodged on Media Hill.  They were stunned by what they heard.

The messages warned and informed.

The communication informed that though they did not know how many Raiders there were in America, they were certainly more than one might estimate.  ‘ The distracted ones’ were told to get ready to leave the State of Nutsville and to bring along with them all those who were willing to leave.

The messages warned that they must leave Nutsville before any defiling work was placed in the hands of the Raiders.

Now Aunt Jez recently had ‘the distracted ones’ displayed around the State like her personal trophies. She was planning to later  entrust them with duties such as would corrupt them and others through them.

Unknown to Aunt  Jez,  the befriended ones had given these raiders on the Hill,  whom they had become so close to,  an unauthorized tour of what lay under the Hill.

When the Raiders on the Hill,  had seen the massive underground operation,  they had fallen on their knees and cried out to God.

Everything that for a time had been entertaining and distractive was sickening the raiders. They missed the Raiders of the Airways,  their train journey. The others had gone to their assignments but these once-distracted-ones were jobless and Aunt Jez was determined to put them to work and profit from them, once the honeymoon was over.

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THE STABLES

Aunt Jez had a delegation visiting her this day. They had come from every nook and corner of America to see her stables which were shown only to her loyalists.

Inside ‘The Stables’  were politicians of every hue and belief. There were no opposing camps inside the stables. Actors, comedians, journalists who got ‘suddenly fired’ from mainstream employers could be found in the stables. The scripted ‘firings’ were marked out on the calender to match or distract from other current  events.   This never failed to arouse interest, and sent the gullible into a scripted ‘frenzy.’

“Which political party shall we place in power this term hunneeee?” Aunt Jez would ask her husband.  Uncle Sam was always so unsure and dithering.  So his wife would decide.

“Hmm, let me see,” and then in a loud voice she would order, ” Make-up! Journalists! Get here at once”.

Aunt Jez, no matter their inner political persuasions, or lack of any,  could paint a person in any political  colour , spin a yarn around them, create a pretend opposition, and bus in paid crowds, and have dazzling political rallies and organize ‘victories’ if needed , with the co-operation and active participation of all who were part of the Stables. The corporate donors were told to drop their fat cheques at the door and leave the rest to Aunt Jez.

Then she’d shout, to heads of departments, ” Incitement, Excitement, Entertainment, Violence, Cultivated Chaos, meet me in my office NOW!”

The Governor of Nutsville was always present at the briefings, to provide the fixed pro or anti media required.

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One morning,  Uncle Sam suddenly dropped by his wife’s office, in the State of Nutsville.

Aunt Jez updated him on the political dramas she had planned for the nation and how grateful she was to these Christian prophets in her camp, who had bible characters and Scripture references at their fingertips, to suit every political situation.  These prophets had  fun being part of her ‘ Religion Department ‘ and could talk politics in their sleep. Every waking hour was spent by these prophets in educating the Christians about the  national, regional, local political landscape rather than about the Word of God.

Aunt Jez now told Uncle Sam about the distracted Raiders.

She had never seen her husband look so uneasy.

” Jez, let me tell you, America has been a home to many Raiders. These are God lovers known for forsaking all to follow Christ. They are sold out for Christ. This group of distracted raiders may have strayed into your camp in a moment of weakness, but I have heard umpteen testimonies of these God lovers who repented,  cried out to their God, and their God Saved them, rescued them, delivered them, and I’ve heard that in the end  all things always work out good for them. That their God is a Forgiving God…

Give up the idea of trying to brainwash them, change them. They might very well change your followers than be changed by your influence.  Now make sure you drive them back to where they came from. ”

For a moment Aunt Jez looked pensive. She phoned the manager of the Media Hill Hostel and directed him to go check on the Raiders immediately.

” I have just returned from their room this very minute ma’am, ” replied the Manager.

“So what were they doing in their rooms at this time of day?” She asked.

” Shocking ma’am.  Never seen such a sight in the State of Nutsville!” said the Manager.

“They were kneeling! They haven’t eaten for days. They’re all gathered in one room and they are …” the Manager after a slight pause,  whispered, ” they are…fasting and praying. Praising and worshipping God! A shocking sight, ma’am!”

” Creeeeeepy!” replied Aunt Jez. ” Do their friends from the Barracks and the circus know about this? ” she asked.

“Yes ma’am. They are kneeling and fasting and praying with them.” replied the Manager in a pained voice.

” This is beyond creeeeepy “, Aunt Jez screamed, as she put the phone down.

” GUARDS! ” She screamed.

A sudden Wind blew and smashed open the doors and windows.

There was a great shaking. Uncle Sam’s chair was dragged by the Wind from one end of the large room, to the other.

True prophets who had been hidden far away for years  came out into the open and again prophecied against the harlotries of the nation. Those who had been silent for years,  again shared prophecies, dreams, visions. They brought encouragement and warnings. These prophets would divinely re-connect with other true prophets with whom they had lost touch since years.

All the true prophets, heard the Wind smashing open doors and windows in Aunt Jezebel’s camp.

The sound was music to their ears.

A long wait was over.

They understood that it was going to be a busy time for the true prophets and that the Lord would send true prophets from other nations to join them. Their work would suddenly increase and co-labourers would be divinely provided.

But those in the land who had maligned them years before had not expected to hear from these true prophets again.

They said, ” We have driven them out before and we can do it again”, they consoled themselves.

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People in the nation, would rise up to demand to know the truth, about matters they had previously been told were settled and closed.

Whistleblowers would rise up in America.

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Aunt Jez was trembling with rage.

Where would this group of kneeling and fasting and praying Raiders of the Airways go now? And what about those they had befriended?

TO BE CONTINUED…………………

Bombay-India

Swarna Jha

 

Isaiah 41:16-20

¹⁷ When the poor and needy seek water, and there is none, and their tongue faileth for thirst, I the Lord will hear them, I the God of Israel will not forsake them.

¹⁸ I will open rivers in high places, and fountains in the midst of the valleys: I will make the wilderness a pool of water, and the dry land springs of water.

¹⁹ I will plant in the wilderness the cedar, the shittah tree, and the myrtle, and the oil tree; I will set in the desert the fir tree, and the pine, and the box tree together:

²⁰ That they may see, and know, and consider, and understand together, that the hand of the Lord hath done this, and the Holy One of Israel hath created it.

Psalm 118:16-24

¹⁶ The right hand of the Lord is exalted: the right hand of the Lord doeth valiantly.

¹⁷ I shall not die, but live, and declare the works of the Lord.

¹⁸ The Lord hath chastened me sore: but he hath not given me over unto death.

¹⁹ Open to me the gates of righteousness: I will go into them, and I will praise the Lord:

²⁰ This gate of the Lord, into which the righteous shall enter.

²¹ I will praise thee: for thou hast heard me, and art become my salvation.

²² The stone which the builders refused is become the head stone of the corner.

²³ This is the Lord‘s doing; it is marvellous in our eyes.

²⁴ This is the day which the Lord hath made; we will rejoice and be glad in it.