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Mr and Mrs Jesus Christ, by Mother Sigrid Eliora
Mr and Mrs Jesus Christ,
by Mother Sigrid Eliora
Not JUST MARRIED but
since the beginning of time
free of sinning and for eternity
in holy blissful chime, when to an end
comes finally the era of organised crime
under the disguise of black magic
and heresy of every empire obsessed
and delusional sandcastle secret society
and pyramid hierarchy
Aren't we just like a walking living library
full of stories that tell of God's glories,
and make us smile in bliss
but then, from yet another devil's den,
some pagan temple or palace of decadence
the snake does again at us hiss just like she
did, when our souls started our family
of holy souls as Adam and Eve and she
started as the demoness and God's self-proclaimed
wife via her first black magic spell that was a mockery
of our eternal wedding-vow and for our family
extremely tragic
until such a time we had to put with her
ongoing filth, grime and crime and heresy,
when God would end the contract with her
and the devil and would no longer allow
them to succeed with their evil
and we would be able to put all wrong right
without any unholy fight and shine in God's
Infinite light of the truth, and claim back
your firstborn soul's right just to do good
and to establish peace and unity and human
dignity for God's one holy nation in law
and order across every border,
where holy souls can move freely from
place to place, and where honesty and modesty
and compassion for the vulnerable and poor
and passion for God's creation and creativity
is written all over our face,
and where the evil ones are having to
carry the burden of our cross finally and
surrender their secret society cones and acknowledge
also our babies' unspeakable life's loss, as their
own grandmother Mary did about them not give
the slightest toss, as she wanted to be the empress
of the Roman and Egyptian empire and of all mankind
the boss and reap the rewards in monetary terms
and financed with Mary Magdala's money and property
her addictions that brought upon holy souls afflictions
because she just did not want them to get free milk
and honey, and even corrupted them into straightening
their curly hair, or her spies into copying Mary Magdala's
curls through an artificial perm.
But now, she has gone to far with her hidden legion
and the devil's army - and God has shut the gate into
her face across every war stricken region, and for
a debate it is now too late, as deserted is she now
even by the golden calf and cow, and has not left
anymore mate in her corrupt shore from Rome to Dover,
as she is not really a kingmaker but just a lonesome
venus on her sofa and a greedy and seedy everything
taker and stale bread baker, who has only evil as her
craft, and even her once supporters suddenly start
to see her as one hell of a selfish woman and bitter
and daft
for having had primary access to the source of
the living word from the hands of Jesus Christ
and Mary Magdala, and even to sell their every
draft but to reject their holy matrimony and truly
loving family as the cornerstone of God's nucleus
of creation - the family of holy souls.
But then, a demoness or evil intented witch
is simply together with druids and blacksmiths
and soldiers of death never bothered their sins
to confess, as they have only themselves as kins
and bully even every monastery into organised
criminality and into heresy in the bookshelves
just to cover up the truth about our eternal
wedding wreath,
but even her once worshippers and slaves
have come forth from underneath the naves
and have exposed her dirty tricks and appetite
for jewelry, expensive gear and dress and even
as a cape a golden sheath -
but whilst she might be able to maintain
her pomp and circumstance in her own fable
giving away her evil intent is already her stinking
sulphur breath and her shine of gem sapphires,
rubies, emeralds and diamonds is a product of
slavery and not of God's heavenly treasure that
is only available at His pleasure and beyond any
worldly measure for His holy souls, who never
ever play against Him fouls and they do not crave
any plaque in any nave but He does not like it
that their humility was mocked by the evil ones
through using a nave as a ditch in anonymity for
His holy souls
Our living word is too blinding and deafening
to those, who commit high treason even in this
season against you and our family of the Holy Rose,
and who rather in a mummy's deceitful layers
of death overdose and in thugs and fable rugs
trust and put all the wrong food with the poison
and heresy of their dirty phantasy and dance with
lust to the new husband of her own sister on the
table.
And she also sells off just any spymaster's cable
to the highest bidder in all corners of the world.
But God has seen and heard all her plots and there
are left no spots, where she can hide with her devil's army
from His rage to demand justice through the truth alone -
and that will hurt her more than any rocket and than
any stone, when emerges that she always and again
in every incarnation created an evil and immoral
clone to Mary Magdala that she played herself
to put the demoness and her royal court instead
of the heavenly one on earth in the bookshelf.
But it stops now with the elves, as even they
are right now afraid that the sister or brother
next to them, or father or mother, might not
be after all one of the devil's Elfs or Egyptian
and Freemason Twelves but in fact Jesus Christ
or God in various a manifestation themselves -
got you, you have been framed and as the beasts
tamed, ye evildoers, and you will not know, when
and where, God will arrive with His heavenly
force at your doorstep for your arrest, so you
better make use of the rest of the day to finally
admit that you preached and taught heretical bullshit
and made holy priests play a git and you better
give from your heart your best and pass your
every humility's test in selflessness and truthfulness
and do, by all means, your captial sins also
as a bishop, archbishop, cardinal, pope and royalty
and political leader of sorts confess, or God will in
court on you spill all the beans, and there won't
be available to your defence any Bess nor Tess,
as they already know, what God is capable with His
peaceful holy souls, who might be meek but not
weak, to produce an unforgettable Shakespearean
style show that exposes publicly every evil streak
and does on every unrepentant sinner in front
of silent witnesses a stone crown bestow.
O, yes, God has learnt to play, and so, did we
have to, a raging silent scarecrow, who clears out
the temples and forces even a pompous majesty
in the presence of God for the ordered murder of her
own daughter-in-law and grandchildren in front of their uncovered
family tomb to bow, where they will be reunited as a family
for eternity.
Mary Magdala
Beth Qushta
House of Truth
Mother Sigrid Eliora
Abbey of the Holy Rose
by Mother Sigrid Eliora
Not JUST MARRIED but
since the beginning of time
free of sinning and for eternity
in holy blissful chime, when to an end
comes finally the era of organised crime
under the disguise of black magic
and heresy of every empire obsessed
and delusional sandcastle secret society
and pyramid hierarchy
Aren't we just like a walking living library
full of stories that tell of God's glories,
and make us smile in bliss
but then, from yet another devil's den,
some pagan temple or palace of decadence
the snake does again at us hiss just like she
did, when our souls started our family
of holy souls as Adam and Eve and she
started as the demoness and God's self-proclaimed
wife via her first black magic spell that was a mockery
of our eternal wedding-vow and for our family
extremely tragic
until such a time we had to put with her
ongoing filth, grime and crime and heresy,
when God would end the contract with her
and the devil and would no longer allow
them to succeed with their evil
and we would be able to put all wrong right
without any unholy fight and shine in God's
Infinite light of the truth, and claim back
your firstborn soul's right just to do good
and to establish peace and unity and human
dignity for God's one holy nation in law
and order across every border,
where holy souls can move freely from
place to place, and where honesty and modesty
and compassion for the vulnerable and poor
and passion for God's creation and creativity
is written all over our face,
and where the evil ones are having to
carry the burden of our cross finally and
surrender their secret society cones and acknowledge
also our babies' unspeakable life's loss, as their
own grandmother Mary did about them not give
the slightest toss, as she wanted to be the empress
of the Roman and Egyptian empire and of all mankind
the boss and reap the rewards in monetary terms
and financed with Mary Magdala's money and property
her addictions that brought upon holy souls afflictions
because she just did not want them to get free milk
and honey, and even corrupted them into straightening
their curly hair, or her spies into copying Mary Magdala's
curls through an artificial perm.
But now, she has gone to far with her hidden legion
and the devil's army - and God has shut the gate into
her face across every war stricken region, and for
a debate it is now too late, as deserted is she now
even by the golden calf and cow, and has not left
anymore mate in her corrupt shore from Rome to Dover,
as she is not really a kingmaker but just a lonesome
venus on her sofa and a greedy and seedy everything
taker and stale bread baker, who has only evil as her
craft, and even her once supporters suddenly start
to see her as one hell of a selfish woman and bitter
and daft
for having had primary access to the source of
the living word from the hands of Jesus Christ
and Mary Magdala, and even to sell their every
draft but to reject their holy matrimony and truly
loving family as the cornerstone of God's nucleus
of creation - the family of holy souls.
But then, a demoness or evil intented witch
is simply together with druids and blacksmiths
and soldiers of death never bothered their sins
to confess, as they have only themselves as kins
and bully even every monastery into organised
criminality and into heresy in the bookshelves
just to cover up the truth about our eternal
wedding wreath,
but even her once worshippers and slaves
have come forth from underneath the naves
and have exposed her dirty tricks and appetite
for jewelry, expensive gear and dress and even
as a cape a golden sheath -
but whilst she might be able to maintain
her pomp and circumstance in her own fable
giving away her evil intent is already her stinking
sulphur breath and her shine of gem sapphires,
rubies, emeralds and diamonds is a product of
slavery and not of God's heavenly treasure that
is only available at His pleasure and beyond any
worldly measure for His holy souls, who never
ever play against Him fouls and they do not crave
any plaque in any nave but He does not like it
that their humility was mocked by the evil ones
through using a nave as a ditch in anonymity for
His holy souls
Our living word is too blinding and deafening
to those, who commit high treason even in this
season against you and our family of the Holy Rose,
and who rather in a mummy's deceitful layers
of death overdose and in thugs and fable rugs
trust and put all the wrong food with the poison
and heresy of their dirty phantasy and dance with
lust to the new husband of her own sister on the
table.
And she also sells off just any spymaster's cable
to the highest bidder in all corners of the world.
But God has seen and heard all her plots and there
are left no spots, where she can hide with her devil's army
from His rage to demand justice through the truth alone -
and that will hurt her more than any rocket and than
any stone, when emerges that she always and again
in every incarnation created an evil and immoral
clone to Mary Magdala that she played herself
to put the demoness and her royal court instead
of the heavenly one on earth in the bookshelf.
But it stops now with the elves, as even they
are right now afraid that the sister or brother
next to them, or father or mother, might not
be after all one of the devil's Elfs or Egyptian
and Freemason Twelves but in fact Jesus Christ
or God in various a manifestation themselves -
got you, you have been framed and as the beasts
tamed, ye evildoers, and you will not know, when
and where, God will arrive with His heavenly
force at your doorstep for your arrest, so you
better make use of the rest of the day to finally
admit that you preached and taught heretical bullshit
and made holy priests play a git and you better
give from your heart your best and pass your
every humility's test in selflessness and truthfulness
and do, by all means, your captial sins also
as a bishop, archbishop, cardinal, pope and royalty
and political leader of sorts confess, or God will in
court on you spill all the beans, and there won't
be available to your defence any Bess nor Tess,
as they already know, what God is capable with His
peaceful holy souls, who might be meek but not
weak, to produce an unforgettable Shakespearean
style show that exposes publicly every evil streak
and does on every unrepentant sinner in front
of silent witnesses a stone crown bestow.
O, yes, God has learnt to play, and so, did we
have to, a raging silent scarecrow, who clears out
the temples and forces even a pompous majesty
in the presence of God for the ordered murder of her
own daughter-in-law and grandchildren in front of their uncovered
family tomb to bow, where they will be reunited as a family
for eternity.
Mary Magdala
Beth Qushta
House of Truth
Mother Sigrid Eliora
Abbey of the Holy Rose
La Tour D'Amour pour l'Eternite c'est La Sainte Famille de Jesus Christ et Maria Magdalena, by Mother Sigrid Eliora
Friday, 25 May 2012
La Tour d'Amour pour l'Eternite c'est La Sainte Famille de Jesus Christ et Maria Magdala,
by Mother Sigrid Eliora
LA TOUR D'AMOUR
LA TOUR D'AMOUR POUR L'ETERNITE
C'EST LA SAINTE FAMILLE
DE JESUS CHRIST ET MARIA MAGDALA, SON BIEN-AIME ETERNAL
FEMME ET FILLE DE ZION, ET SON BIEN-AIME FILS JAKOB ET SA FILLE ZARA-ZARAI,
QUI SOMMES-AIME PAR LA SAINTE MERE MARIA ET BENI PAR DIEU DE PERE EL ELJON, YEHOVAH, JEJA, EL SHADDAI,
ET C'EST POURQUOI CETTE TOUR N'EST PAS UNE SERAIL,
NON A LA POLYGAMIE NI L'ADULTERE NI POUR LES MILITAIRES,
MAIS LES CLOCHES SONNENT
EXCLUSIVEMENT POUR LA PAIX ET L'AMOUR ETERNEL,
ET BRILLANT DANS LA LUMIERE INFINIE
ET CHANT DE LA VERITE SAINTS SONT
AVEC SERAPHIM
DANS LA SYMPHONIE CELESTE ET D'HARMONIE POUR
L'ETERNITE POUR JESUS-CHRIST,
DIEU DE LA SAINTE TRINITE, ET LA CHARITE DE LA SACRE ROSE CONFRATERNITE C'EST LA SAINTE FAMILLE ET
LA VIE EN SACRE ROSE N'EST JAMAIS TRISTE, NI NOIR.
ALORS, NOUS DISONS A SATAN ET LE VEAU D'OR ET LA VACHE
ABSOLUMENT ET TRIPLE: FAREWELL! ADIEU! AU REVOIR!
SEUL AVEC JESUS EST LA VIE, LA VERITE ET LA MANIERE
ET A SAVOIR-VIVRE ET SEUL IL EFFECTUE TOUS FIDELES GRATUITE
SUR LA JOUR DERNIER.
MOTHER SIGRID ELIORA
ANNO DOMINI 13TH FEBRUARY MMX
LA TOUR D'AMOUR
LA TOUR D'AMOUR POUR L'ETERNITE
C'EST LA SAINTE FAMILLE
DE JESUS CHRIST ET MARIA MAGDALA, SON BIEN-AIME ETERNAL
FEMME ET FILLE DE ZION, ET SON BIEN-AIME FILS JAKOB ET SA FILLE ZARA-ZARAI,
QUI SOMMES-AIME PAR LA SAINTE MERE MARIA ET BENI PAR DIEU DE PERE EL ELJON, YEHOVAH, JEJA, EL SHADDAI,
ET C'EST POURQUOI CETTE TOUR N'EST PAS UNE SERAIL,
NON A LA POLYGAMIE NI L'ADULTERE NI POUR LES MILITAIRES,
MAIS LES CLOCHES SONNENT
EXCLUSIVEMENT POUR LA PAIX ET L'AMOUR ETERNEL,
ET BRILLANT DANS LA LUMIERE INFINIE
ET CHANT DE LA VERITE SAINTS SONT
AVEC SERAPHIM
DANS LA SYMPHONIE CELESTE ET D'HARMONIE POUR
L'ETERNITE POUR JESUS-CHRIST,
DIEU DE LA SAINTE TRINITE, ET LA CHARITE DE LA SACRE ROSE CONFRATERNITE C'EST LA SAINTE FAMILLE ET
LA VIE EN SACRE ROSE N'EST JAMAIS TRISTE, NI NOIR.
ALORS, NOUS DISONS A SATAN ET LE VEAU D'OR ET LA VACHE
ABSOLUMENT ET TRIPLE: FAREWELL! ADIEU! AU REVOIR!
SEUL AVEC JESUS EST LA VIE, LA VERITE ET LA MANIERE
ET A SAVOIR-VIVRE ET SEUL IL EFFECTUE TOUS FIDELES GRATUITE
SUR LA JOUR DERNIER.
MOTHER SIGRID ELIORA
ANNO DOMINI 13TH FEBRUARY MMX
LA TOUR D'AMOUR
THE TOWER OF LOVE
THE TOWER OF LOVE FOR ETERNITY
IS THE HOLY FAMILY OF JESUS AND MARY MAGDALA,
HIS BELOVED ETERNAL WIFE AND DAUGHTER OF ZION,
AND HIS BELOVED SON JACOB DAUGHTER ZARA-ZARAI,
WHO ARE LOVED DEARLY BY THE HOLY MOTHER AND ARE
BLESSED BY GOD THE FATHER EL ELJON, YEHOVAH, JEJA, EL SHADDAI
AND THAT IS WHY THIS TOWER IS NOT A SERAIL,
AND ESPECIALLY NOT ONE OF POLYGAMY, ADULTERY NOR OF THE MILITARY BUT THE BELLS ARE RINGING EXCLUSIVELY FOR PEACE
AND LOVE FOR ETERNITY, AND SHINING IN THE INFINITE LIGHT
AND
SINGING THE HOLY TRUTH ARE WITH THE SERAPHIM IN THE
HEAVENLY SYMPHONY AND HARMONY FOR JESUS CHRIST, ONE GOD IN THE HOLY
TRINITY, AND THE LOVING-KINDNESS OF THE SACRE ROSE CONFRATERNITY/HOLY
ROSE CONFRATERNITY IS THE HOLY FAMILY AND THE LIFE IN THE LIGHT OF THE
HOLY ROSE IS NEVER FOR LONG SAD AND NEVER DARK.
COME
ON NOW, SATAN AND YE GOLDEN CALF AND COW, WE SAY NOW FOREVERMORE AND
TRIFOLD: FAREWELL! ADIEU! AUF NIMMERWIEDERSEHEN! ONLY WITH CHRIST ALONE
IS THE ETERNAL LIFE, THE TRUTH AND THE WAY AND THE KNOWLEDGE AND WISDOM
THAT SETS FREE THE SOULS OF THE FAITHFUL ON THE LAST DAY, AS THEY DESIRE
ONLY TO SHINE IN HIS INFINITE LIGHT'S RAY.
Mother Sigrid ELIORA
ANNO DOMINI 13TH FEBRUARY MMX
KATHOLIKOS: universal
KY RIAKE: belonging to the Lord
ECCLESIA: the gathering of the holy souls in the Name of Jesus Christ
Father Jesus Christ and Mother Mary Magdala, poetry by Mother Sigrid Eliora
Father Jesus Christ and Mother Mary Magdalene/Athair Iosa Criost and Mathair Mairi Madailein's Poetry by Mother Sigrid Eliora
ATHAIR IOSA CRIOST AND MATHAIR MAIRI MADAILEIN
Poetry
by Mother Sigrid Eliora
Beim Abendbrot im Abendrot, Iosa Criost zu Mairi Madailein
Die heiligen Toten, mein Liebes, muessen sich erst einmal gehoerig ausruehen duerfen,
nach einem Leben voller harter Arbeit in Selbstlosigkeit, sagt Jesus Christus zu seiner Frau
Maria Magdalena, beim Abendbrot, denn die haben von morgens bis abends ohne zu klagen
und ohne an ihrer Armut zu verzagen, geteilt mit all meinen Schafen noch umsonst mein Brot,
und selbst noch mit ihrem letzten Pfennig gestillt eines anderen Not.
Und die haben nie eine Flinte geladen gegen Menschen mit einer Kugel
oder mit Schrot, sondern haben noch geheizt fuer andere mit auf meinem
Wege aufgesammelten getrockneten Kuhfladen, und die haben nie gespottet
ueber eines anderen Schaden oder wenn einer aus Gutherzigkeit noch
bankrottet einen Kaufladen, denn die haben nie gelebt wie im Speck die
Maden.
Ja, es ist nicht leicht, das Herz zu haben von heiligen Nomaden und
an einem Ort leben zu muessen, wo andere sich gegenseitig das Leben
schwer machen mit unmenschlichen Kopfnuessen und moerderischen
Messerstichen oder Gewehrschuessen und Judaskuessen, und darum gebe ich
allen heiligen Toten erst einmal einen langen Schlaf bis sie dann soweit
sind, und persoenlich uebernehmen koennen die Wache auch ueber eins,
zwei, drei oder mehr meiner Schaf, damit ich mich auch um den Rest der
Welt mit Dir kuemmern kann, und damit das klar ist, in meines Vaters
Haus bin ich der Mann und hab die Hosen an, und Dich bete ich an mit
Gottes Macht meiner Liebe als Dein Dich ewig liebender Ehemann und Du
bist die Frau und Mutter, die uns schoene Pumpernickel Schnittchen macht
mit unserer eigenen von Gott gegebenen Butter, und wir nehmen auch alle
heiligen Seelen mit auf unserem Marke Eigenbau von meiner
Seelenerinnerung in Nazareth gemachten Skizzen hoechsteigenen Kutter,
mit dem wir jetzt fahren ueber jeden noch so unheiligen See, und wenn
die eisig und frostig ist, dann lasse ich einfach schmelzen selbst den
Schnee. Und zuhause haette ich dann immer gerne zwei Loeffel Zucker,
aber nur von Deiner Hand, im Tee und keine Abhoer-Wanzen mehr an
irgendeiner Wand.
Athair Iosa Criost & Mathair Mairi Madailein
I am your brighest star, says Iosa Criost
I am your brightest star
and heal your every scar,
says Iosa Criost to a little
boy after an accident with
a car.
What's your name? asks
the little boy. Iosa Criost,
answers the Lord back, but,
you know, we will keep it
our secret, as too many people
dress up as sheep and want me
as your heavenly roy from their
own worldly court bar and even
into my e-mail account as me hack.
But whenever you need me
just call me in a silent prayer and I will come
in an instant from heaven, or,
if you prefer your heavenly mother,
Mathair Mairi Madailein, my wife,
to dry your tears, whilst I sort out
the root of your fears most likely
by some from God strayer, then simply
make us in your heart your imaginary family,
and we stay with you for your whole
earthly and even your eternal
life in the stars - and, worry not,
you won't have left from any accident
any longlasting scars.
And I also love to drive like you
imaginary cars and have reached out
at night for my future wife in the stars
and that is our balm for the soul that God
gives us even before birth, when He gently
moves our tiny baby palm already in heaven
for our mothers to feel in her dream, and
when I even think of it, my tears start in
all my love to stream.
And when I was little I also dreamt
that with Mary Magdala I would feed to
our children every day the sweetest
mummy milk cream and would even
let honey for free in a holy see for all holy
souls stream.
Hold on to your dreams, my little one,
and just stick with us, then you will be
always at home, even as a stranger and
foreigner as Athair Iosa Criost and
Mathair Mairi Madailein are everywhere
Mathair Mairi Madailein are everywhere
with you under God's heavenly dome.
Nighty-night, my litte one, don't be
afraid, and enjoy your every dream as
I did from your own future wife, who is
I did from your own future wife, who is
also one day God's handmaid, and then
you know that all is true, what your
heavenly father once to you already
before you entered your mother's womb
said.
Athair Isoa Criost & Mathair Mairi Madailein
Blessings from the Stars of Jesus Christ
Blessed is the holy truth and indestructible and indisputable and indisposable and indispensable,
says Jesus Christ, as it is alive in all holy souls and cannot be killed but only evermore with
God's Infinite light to the highest frequencies in the brightest stars filled.
And we look to the stars because they are our own, our family of God,
and they dress us from their place in heaven with their most beautiful
shine in the most holy gown and give us their grace
that from a human face makes one of an angel through God's mercy that
He has shown after repenting their every sin against Jesus Christ's
true friends and kin.
And that mystery has been encoded in Adam/Jesus Christ/Iosa
Criost/Iesous Christos for eternity and is complete only with Eve/Mary
Magdala/Mairi Madailin, his one and only wife, with whom he shares his
eternal life in holy matrimony and shares their family of true friends
as their holy family.
So easy and simple is the truth, say also Sarah, Yocheved and Ruth,
as they are also Eve's incarnations and now that the Messiah has finally
returned once again and this time for good,
we know that she can rest in peace and help weave all over the earth
from her every kitchen hearth even posthumously with their whole holy
family.
And so we sing to and from the stars to the glory of God alone and
build His house under the stars with our love in His holy living temple
with Jesus Christ's way of truth and law and order as the only
everlasting foundation stone either in holy celibacy or in holy
matrimony, and we feed for free each other, even though we are poor as a
field mouse.
The stars on earth are God's living church in us, as His light shines
in the truth and puts even wrong right to every book's story omnibus
before, of and after Ruth that has been, shall we say, presented in a
quite artificially constructed and the reality obstructed ray, as Jesus
Christ has landed his ship now safely in his God-given shore.
We live in the peace that Jesus Christ does to us give and that is as sweet as the honey in a holy beehive.
May the Infinite Light of Our Lord and God and King of Kings and High
Priest Jesus Christ/Iosa Criost shine brightly upon us all, and prevent
every soul from its own man-made fall, as the heavenly ladder is not
really that tall, when one simply starts to see the beauty of the true
one and only mustard seed and can become after all become a member also
of Jesus Christ's true apostles' creed and His flock for free in a
purified and holy see with his living truth joyfully feed.
God bless you!
Mathair Mairi Madailein
Tuesday, 20 November 2012
Jesus Christ says: QUSHTA, Ohr is light and Zohr only, if it is the truth, by Mother Sigrid Eliora
Jesus Christ says: QUSHTA, Ohr is light and Zohr only, if it is the truth,
by Mother Sigrid Eliora
QUSHTA - Truth is light
and Ohr is only light,
if it is the truth, and neither
is Zohr, if it is not the truth
that does not grant Boaz to
be reunited with Ruth, nor
Abraham with Sarah, nor
Adam with Eve, nor Jesus Christ
with Mary Magdala,
only because some fanatics
and heretics with Aryan heresy
skull and bones boots do not want
to give up their piratery treasures
and therefore, throw at holy souls
their stones in their secret society
cones and secretly in all nations
unitedly plot to replace mankind
with their inhuman robot clone -
but QUSHTA, the truth from the
testimony of their victims will put
eventually all evildoers that serve
the golden calf and cow and who
worship mammon on the spot polyglott.
Mary Magdala
Beth QUSHTA
House of Truth
Mother Sigrid Eliora
Abbey of the Holy Rose
Jesus Christ's & Mary Magdala's incarnations in poetry, by Mother Sigrid Eliora
Mother Sigrid Eliora's Faith Poetry and other writings and publications
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to Sisi's Legacy! This site is about the spiritual legacy of Sisi,
Kaiserin Elisabeth, who had many precious gifts, one of which was
writing poetry. She used the pseudonym SEAGULL for her poem...
All poetry and writings of Mother Sigrid E. Agocsi are available for free via the internet.
Print publications of Mother Sigrid Agocsi's poetry and other writings and projects:
1. The Torah, A Women's Commentary, New York 2008, pp. 1233, 1319, 1315
2. The Dybbuk of Delight, An Anthology of Jewish Women's Poetry, Five Leaves Publications, Nottingham 1995
3. The Secret of the Voice, Sigrid E. Agocsi, in 'Journal of the British
Association for Performing Arts Medicine', Winter 2005, pp. 4-9
4. Vocal Doctrine, SAM Publishing, London 1999
5. Endocrinological Voice Disorders, Muenster 1986
6. Kaleidoskop der Stimmbildung, SAM Publishing 1991
7. Rita Stiens, Ich mach jetzt mein eigenes Ding, Die 100 besten Ideen
fuer Frauen, sich selbstaendig zu machen, pp. 182-183, Ullstein Verlag,
Berlin 1994
8. Theaterspielen in der Schule, Ein Fortbildungsmodell der Akademie fuer Lehrerfortbildung
Dillingen, Verlag Ludwig Auer, Donauwoerth 1992, pp. 39-48
9. OUTSIDER WORLD Magazine, Editor-in-Chief 1998-2000
Hear, O Holy Souls, the Lord our God, the Lord is ONE!!!
Hear, O Holy Souls, the Lord our God, the Lord is ONE!!!
Sigrid Agocsi
Oct 31, 2012 - Public
God's
new covenant is with ALL HOLY SOULS, past, present and future, and not
with tribes, who have evil vibes and take and pay bribes and rather like
to kill and blood to spill and never intended to do selflessly for the
poor good, and who purposefully serve only heresy as food.
Hear, o Holy Souls, the Lord, our God, the Lord is ONE!!! »
Hear,
o holy Souls, the Lord, our God, the Lord is one. Bow your heads and
surrender your lives and your all to Jesus Christ, the King of Kings,
who comes to you on His angels' wings and with Him ever...
Hidden Souls by Mother Sigrid Eliora
Hidden Souls
by Mother Sigrid Eliora
There are still souls among people -
from nowhere and everywhere
clear voices go to deaf ears
and living words lead blind eyes
in their hearts to brightness.
You do not find them,
if you are looking for them,
they meet you in your darkest hours
when you are down near death, as God
sends them to you as your friends and family
of old, who always respected Adam and Eve's
and Abraham and Sarah's, which was also
Jesus Christ's and Mary Magdala's eternal
wedding wreath;
they come, when your thoughts seem to remain
in hopeless despair,
and make you burst out finally
some long hidden songs from your
bleeding wounded heart.
And suddenly you realise, these troubles
were leading you into silence and deepest rest -
as you passed your last test to the gate of
arriving home with God, who lets you
rise from the ashes into the heaven of
true love, loving-kindness and purity
and selflessness that lets all holy souls
sing in one voice to God's harkness
even in the blackest of darkness.
There are still souls among people -
you are one of them, if you will hear
and see the world's sorrows and kiss
in heaven Jesus Christ's hem, and walk,
on His path of truth and not just talk
about wisdom, as His path is free of wrath and
is the only one without a secret society cone,
as He lets bounce back at all evildoers
their own stone to protect His holy souls,
and lets clear up the slanderers and criminals
their own mess and mirrors back with His eyes
their fouls.
He does not curse but condemns a
death angel playing doctor or nurse and
never makes demands on the public purse
but lets God provide a free roof under
heaven's blue dome, and a holy soul
is not fussy, and is everywhere, where
it is needed for as long as necessary at home,
and it is also willing to stand up to all killing,
and slander and any other evil; but a word
of warning: Jesus Christ is not the devil but
might just give the latter a taste of his own
medicine, when God lets him eat his own
poisonous Medici-paste of lies by spies
that made up the heresy of many a scripture,
and is the stinking legacy of the golden mammon's
manure in the dust -
and trust in the One God is simply for a holy
soul a must, and Jesus Christ and Mary Magdala
lived only in holy matrimony in sanctity to God's glory
their marital love, and that was always blessed by all
of heaven and witnessed from above, so that they would
teach to all angels true love in purity also on earth,
and that is, how the heavenly kingdom is alive and well
even in an improvised kitchen hearth,
and I can tell the difference
between a holy soul and a walking dead body, and not
everybody is holy, who rings a church bell but often plays spiritual
roly-poly and sings heresy instead of the truth to tell and
who abuses their position as a head to hand out
contaminated bread, and God only does at the latter
shout and saves His tender voice to His true children,
not the ones with secret society cones of an evil
intented and ill-invented fake family tree that
corrupted every single see with their capitals of
all the wrong cornerstones and their exclusive
membership fee.
Mother Sigrid Eliora
Beth QUSHTA,
House of Truth,
Abbey of the Holy Rose
by Mother Sigrid Eliora
There are still souls among people -
from nowhere and everywhere
clear voices go to deaf ears
and living words lead blind eyes
in their hearts to brightness.
You do not find them,
if you are looking for them,
they meet you in your darkest hours
when you are down near death, as God
sends them to you as your friends and family
of old, who always respected Adam and Eve's
and Abraham and Sarah's, which was also
Jesus Christ's and Mary Magdala's eternal
wedding wreath;
they come, when your thoughts seem to remain
in hopeless despair,
and make you burst out finally
some long hidden songs from your
bleeding wounded heart.
And suddenly you realise, these troubles
were leading you into silence and deepest rest -
as you passed your last test to the gate of
arriving home with God, who lets you
rise from the ashes into the heaven of
true love, loving-kindness and purity
and selflessness that lets all holy souls
sing in one voice to God's harkness
even in the blackest of darkness.
There are still souls among people -
you are one of them, if you will hear
and see the world's sorrows and kiss
in heaven Jesus Christ's hem, and walk,
on His path of truth and not just talk
about wisdom, as His path is free of wrath and
is the only one without a secret society cone,
as He lets bounce back at all evildoers
their own stone to protect His holy souls,
and lets clear up the slanderers and criminals
their own mess and mirrors back with His eyes
their fouls.
He does not curse but condemns a
death angel playing doctor or nurse and
never makes demands on the public purse
but lets God provide a free roof under
heaven's blue dome, and a holy soul
is not fussy, and is everywhere, where
it is needed for as long as necessary at home,
and it is also willing to stand up to all killing,
and slander and any other evil; but a word
of warning: Jesus Christ is not the devil but
might just give the latter a taste of his own
medicine, when God lets him eat his own
poisonous Medici-paste of lies by spies
that made up the heresy of many a scripture,
and is the stinking legacy of the golden mammon's
manure in the dust -
and trust in the One God is simply for a holy
soul a must, and Jesus Christ and Mary Magdala
lived only in holy matrimony in sanctity to God's glory
their marital love, and that was always blessed by all
of heaven and witnessed from above, so that they would
teach to all angels true love in purity also on earth,
and that is, how the heavenly kingdom is alive and well
even in an improvised kitchen hearth,
and I can tell the difference
between a holy soul and a walking dead body, and not
everybody is holy, who rings a church bell but often plays spiritual
roly-poly and sings heresy instead of the truth to tell and
who abuses their position as a head to hand out
contaminated bread, and God only does at the latter
shout and saves His tender voice to His true children,
not the ones with secret society cones of an evil
intented and ill-invented fake family tree that
corrupted every single see with their capitals of
all the wrong cornerstones and their exclusive
membership fee.
Mother Sigrid Eliora
Beth QUSHTA,
House of Truth,
Abbey of the Holy Rose
Mary Magdala: Akeres HaBayis / The Mistress of Jesus Christ's House of the Truth, by Mother Sigrid Eliora
Her warmhearted voice
is still joining the
cheerful conspiration
of the children and adults
when she welcomes from
the kitchen between the pots
their every friend to her
peaceful home
Her sparkling and smiling ancient
eyes announce that
the Master of the House, which is
sometimes simply a shed or a stable,
or a tent, her beloved eternal spouse,
Jesus Christ, the kind and
just Ruler of the One Holy Nation,
has taken his seat at the table
and summons all of His true and
loving family silently in
blissful anticipation of every sweet
and savoury treat that almost
magically seems to be emerge,
as if out of a heavenly fable.
And in the heaven of their imagination
they wear their finest clothes and set the scenery with
hand painted bone china plates and
the silver fit for the heavenly king and queen,
who selflessly all burden of the cross still bear,
and they share the living bread, which is unlike
their food ration out of charity crates never stale,
and they are tenderly blushing, although the
conditions in poverty made them quite pale,
and for prayer they might also be rushing from
one attack to another,
as, sadly, there is still many an outsider, who
pretends suddenly to be a long-lost repentant sister or brother,
and who is really a bounty hunter and unholy punter, who their
enemies a helping hand lends, and wants to
either their life take or their reputation kill, and
of the truth their fill to turn it into a return for
their secret society investment and who try to
bribe Jesus Christ's and Mary Magdala's family
with some heretical vestments.
Not to worry - some divine seasoning is in the air
even in a stuffy lorry, and everywhere the beautiful
smell of yummy heavenly food and freely flowing
milk and honey for desert even in the sand of the desert
under God's blue dome, as for Adam and Eve everywhere
is their eternal home and they lull with their truth
everyone into a world of their own serenity
with readings, stories, reflections, singing the old
hymns after meal,
and from time to time an extra portion of somethings
special - she is a giving companion to all she loves,
and the tower and holy beloved flower to her spouse,
but Jesus Christ as the teacher, the Rabbi, has to
fulfill different commandments, hers is to be:
Akeres HaBayis, the Mistress of His house of truth,
and she did that also for Boaz as Ruth, and in every
other incarnation, and in their home no place has
an evil face nor intention nor a heretical nation that
convenes clones in a fake templar convention.
Mother Sigrid Eliora
Beth Qushta,
House of Truth,
Abbey of the Holy Rose
Mary Magdala: Akeres HaBayis / Mistress of Jesus Christ's House of Holy Truth
Mary Magdala: Akeres HaBayis / Mistress of Jesus Christ's House of Holy Truth
by Mother Sigrid Eliora
I am Mary Magdala,
I am the wife of Jesus Christ,
as I was already as Eve to Adam,
and as Sarah to Abraham and as
Yocheved to Amram and to Boaz
as Ruth, to name but a few of my incarnations,
and although I am weary I promised
and vowed to share the burden of my beloved
spouse not only for His one holy nation
but also as the Mistress for His house of holy truth.
Not easy, when you have to be also as your husband's
tower on the watch of every enemy but then, that is
the price, when one defends God's truth and holy family
from the likes of the pikes, who rather invite the
babylonian whore's mammon priestesses and eunuchs
and demons under their roof and want to make it into
a devil's den with a murderous and greedy and seedy
unmotherly hen.
Mary Magdala is my name, and God and Jesus Christ
no longer participate in any lame game that puts on
them instead of on the evildoers their rightful shame
and blame and they simply cut off all heretical branches
and corrupt see shores of politically motivated and
desecrated offices that are as empty shells as their
defiled church house bells, where already the number
of bribed and corrupt and sinister delegates its own reality tells.
My house is safe from hoarders and greedy boarders,
as it is nowhere and everywhere without a brick owned
but in the hearts of all holy souls, who would not even
in their dreams play against God and Jesus Christ and
His holy family fouls, and my cornerstone is Jesus Christ
as He is the way, the truth and the life, and I do not
only say this because I am His eternal one and only wife,
but also because He saved me from all attacks of the
evildoers' ritual knife and suffocating ropes and from their
attempt of crushing all our hopes of our reunion and
justice for all holy souls through the truth.
I have good news for those, who chose Jesus Christ,
God's Holy Rose outdoor pews or simply the sand
and grass or water or snow or ice to sit on and to listen
to His voice in order to make for peace and human dignity
and truth's harmony their choice: He has all bones
of our all incarnations dug out from underneath the naves
and out of the hidden caves and each one of you all
obstacles and threats braves and lets the truth emerge,
as God and Jesus Christ are on the verge to let tumble
down all sandcastles and to let also the last piratery
treasure and heresy from old parchments into nothingness
and from relativity into their own blackholes crumble and
the unrepentant evildoers in their own floods of self-pity
drown.
As the Holy Spirit and the Holy Trinity did not like it
at all that the bloodthirsty war tribes always and again
spilled innocent blood and sent out slanderous and murderous
vibes out of greed and lust for power, and let on the poor
and dying even the last rain water in the desert drain, and
put on holy souls and innocents their own character stain
and had the truth in flesh slain - those, who have sold their
souls won't have anything left to be prayed for and they
only evermore encounter God's disdain, as they did to the
very last minute from holiness and the truth and repentance
refrain and even my eternal wedding gown defile -
and for evildoers we no longer walk the extra-mile, as
they want to be bad and vile and want to see holy souls
sad and hope they go over their gaslighting and heretical
bloody fighting mad - that is not our style, and thus,
we stay away from all heretical and spiritual pus,
and rather live in joy and with a smile our ongoing
eternal living and true holy family's story omnibus,
wherever we are, and we only with our true family
all we have been given by the Holy Spirit share,
as we do only evermore in our Holy Rose shore
about Jesus Christ's true flock care, and they never
did our holy matrimony mock but respected it
as our reality and are happy for us because they are
part of our family and they also live either in
voluntary celibacy or in holy matrimony blissfully,
as our way of life is one big mystery even to ourselves,
and full of our accounts and testimonials to God's glory
with every poem and article and story are our bookshelves
in our hearts, as we do not need necessarily a library to
pass on the essential history and and mystery of our faith
and that of our forefathers, and they were always
peaceful but most enlightened crystal clear see bathers.
I am Mary Magdala, and I am watching out for any danger
for our family, as too much has happened to our family
our twins Jacob and Zara did not even have a manger
for their birth. So, our enemies won't know, where we are
in the future, as we only ever sporadically our face show
but leave of holiness and truth our every trace even in
outer space, and we only ever live and speak to God's grace
and do in true love and purity glow, but although we are meek
we are not weak and so, we stand up to all with an evil streak,
and God silences with one look any spook or crook and a murderous
bird's beak.
Mary Magdala,
Beth Qushta
House of Truth
Mother Sigrid Eliora
by Mother Sigrid Eliora
I am Mary Magdala,
I am the wife of Jesus Christ,
as I was already as Eve to Adam,
and as Sarah to Abraham and as
Yocheved to Amram and to Boaz
as Ruth, to name but a few of my incarnations,
and although I am weary I promised
and vowed to share the burden of my beloved
spouse not only for His one holy nation
but also as the Mistress for His house of holy truth.
Not easy, when you have to be also as your husband's
tower on the watch of every enemy but then, that is
the price, when one defends God's truth and holy family
from the likes of the pikes, who rather invite the
babylonian whore's mammon priestesses and eunuchs
and demons under their roof and want to make it into
a devil's den with a murderous and greedy and seedy
unmotherly hen.
Mary Magdala is my name, and God and Jesus Christ
no longer participate in any lame game that puts on
them instead of on the evildoers their rightful shame
and blame and they simply cut off all heretical branches
and corrupt see shores of politically motivated and
desecrated offices that are as empty shells as their
defiled church house bells, where already the number
of bribed and corrupt and sinister delegates its own reality tells.
My house is safe from hoarders and greedy boarders,
as it is nowhere and everywhere without a brick owned
but in the hearts of all holy souls, who would not even
in their dreams play against God and Jesus Christ and
His holy family fouls, and my cornerstone is Jesus Christ
as He is the way, the truth and the life, and I do not
only say this because I am His eternal one and only wife,
but also because He saved me from all attacks of the
evildoers' ritual knife and suffocating ropes and from their
attempt of crushing all our hopes of our reunion and
justice for all holy souls through the truth.
I have good news for those, who chose Jesus Christ,
God's Holy Rose outdoor pews or simply the sand
and grass or water or snow or ice to sit on and to listen
to His voice in order to make for peace and human dignity
and truth's harmony their choice: He has all bones
of our all incarnations dug out from underneath the naves
and out of the hidden caves and each one of you all
obstacles and threats braves and lets the truth emerge,
as God and Jesus Christ are on the verge to let tumble
down all sandcastles and to let also the last piratery
treasure and heresy from old parchments into nothingness
and from relativity into their own blackholes crumble and
the unrepentant evildoers in their own floods of self-pity
drown.
As the Holy Spirit and the Holy Trinity did not like it
at all that the bloodthirsty war tribes always and again
spilled innocent blood and sent out slanderous and murderous
vibes out of greed and lust for power, and let on the poor
and dying even the last rain water in the desert drain, and
put on holy souls and innocents their own character stain
and had the truth in flesh slain - those, who have sold their
souls won't have anything left to be prayed for and they
only evermore encounter God's disdain, as they did to the
very last minute from holiness and the truth and repentance
refrain and even my eternal wedding gown defile -
and for evildoers we no longer walk the extra-mile, as
they want to be bad and vile and want to see holy souls
sad and hope they go over their gaslighting and heretical
bloody fighting mad - that is not our style, and thus,
we stay away from all heretical and spiritual pus,
and rather live in joy and with a smile our ongoing
eternal living and true holy family's story omnibus,
wherever we are, and we only with our true family
all we have been given by the Holy Spirit share,
as we do only evermore in our Holy Rose shore
about Jesus Christ's true flock care, and they never
did our holy matrimony mock but respected it
as our reality and are happy for us because they are
part of our family and they also live either in
voluntary celibacy or in holy matrimony blissfully,
as our way of life is one big mystery even to ourselves,
and full of our accounts and testimonials to God's glory
with every poem and article and story are our bookshelves
in our hearts, as we do not need necessarily a library to
pass on the essential history and and mystery of our faith
and that of our forefathers, and they were always
peaceful but most enlightened crystal clear see bathers.
I am Mary Magdala, and I am watching out for any danger
for our family, as too much has happened to our family
our twins Jacob and Zara did not even have a manger
for their birth. So, our enemies won't know, where we are
in the future, as we only ever sporadically our face show
but leave of holiness and truth our every trace even in
outer space, and we only ever live and speak to God's grace
and do in true love and purity glow, but although we are meek
we are not weak and so, we stand up to all with an evil streak,
and God silences with one look any spook or crook and a murderous
bird's beak.
Mary Magdala,
Beth Qushta
House of Truth
Mother Sigrid Eliora
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