Love is a strange language, often unspoken by many people. However, how can you speak the love language, to someone who doesn't understand you!?

language context usage:

Horn: a reaction to a thought or moments or contact with strong emotions and or energy 

Wet fears squirting dreams: a nightmare like dream that has intense emotion and vivid images that will always cosassing a black sticky liquid spider like wedding to squirt out of the body as a defense!


Pronunciation, meanings and translator steps:                                                                 
                                                                  
Aietho (Aietho is pronounced: —- -—>o-ee-e-th-oe (means: deity or divine  bean and or heavenly or Demonic bean)

Aiethoirshitor (Aiethoirshitor is pronounced- —> o-ee-e-thoe-eer-shee-toe-r(is a language that only a true witch warlock sorcerer wizard alcolici or any other type of magic users)

Aeai orea zachiay ourou shichea otori (Aeai orea zachiay ourou shichea otori is pronounced: oer-e-ae-zae-chee-aey-oe-uer-oe-ue-shee-ch-ee-ae-oet-oer-ee-ees-means: for thy hart areth not  locked to thee tho thee hart areth locked thee domane of thy world are





Name of People: 


Yami to Ai no Tenshi: Angel of Darkness and Love 闇と愛の天使

Ai no Tenshi: Angel of Love愛の天使

Ma honō: True flame 真炎

Yami no tenshi to ai no honō: 闇の天使と愛の炎angel of darkness and love flames 

Howaitorōzu: White Roseホワイトローズ

Arekkusu Enjeru: Alex Angelアレックス・エンジェル


Taiga— : Tiger タイガー

Dorugomo: どるごもdragon

Arekkusu: アレックス Alex 

yami no hi no hi no tenshi: 闇の火の火の天使  Angel of the Fire of Darkness 

sizogaitamuwa : 心蔵が痛むわ My heart of my heart


Japanese translation of peoples Names:


Taiyoda mekami!
太陽だ　女神!

Tsuki,mekami!
月,女神!

Enjeru
エンジェル

Da—kuenjeru
ダークエンジェル

Doragon no tenshi
ドラゴンの天使

Yami to ai no tenshi 
闇と愛の天使

Ai no yami to tenshi
愛の闇と天使

Arekkusu
アレックス

Ro — zu
ローズ

da — kuro — zu
ダークローズ

Da—ku 
ダーク

Chinese translation of  people names:


hēi àn méi guī
黑暗玫瑰

hēi àn méi guī.
黑暗玫瑰.

hēi méi guī
黑玫瑰

English translation for Japanese translation of people name:


The sun, goddess!

Moon, goddess!

Angel 

dragon angel 

Angel of love and darkness

Angel of darkness and love 

Alex

Rose

Dark rose

Dark




English translation for Chinese translation of people name:


Dark Rose

Darkness Rose

Black rose 

Japanese translation of words or names:


Watashin no jinsei no ai
私の人生の愛

Gurimoada 
グリモアだ

Gurimoa
グリモア

Gurimoaresu
グリモアレス

Gurimoresu
グリモレス

Superubonda
スペル本だ

maho no jumon
魔法の呪文 

Kuso t tare! Konobaka Onna!
くそったれ! このバカ女!


Chinese translation of word or name:


hēi méi guī
黑玫瑰


English translation of Japanese translation for word or name:

Love of my life 
 
Grimoire

Grimore

Grimoires 

Grimores

Spell books 

Magic spells  

Fuck you! You stupid bitch!


English translation for Chinese translation of word or name:

Black Rose


The language I created types and translation 

The language I created which is called (: ytyytir yleygha aaiaii auseo)( The language I created  word or name:

 oorghaya 


( First translation  of the language I created word or name (: 717.7171.9 — 717.12.77.9 — 10.12.11111.6.0.17–9.71.9-0.771— 71.111.17-11111.17.10 –71.11111.17.6 : 

10.12.11111.6.0.17

13.71



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(the Japanese translation of the language I created word or name is (: onmyo no shin no ryu no me: 陰陽の真の龍の目 : 


ドラゴン;"doragon"

龍;"ryu"

竜;" tatsu"

そうね;"- soune"

(the English translation of the language I created word or name is (: true dragon eye of yin and yang :

1. Dragon 

2. dragon 

3. dragon

1. By

2. by

English translation of Japanese translation of the language I created word or name (: 
 
1. Dragon 

2. dragon

3. dragon

1. By

"We have a new student " the teacher said I knew who this new student is Anna.I was wrong it was this kid named Ben he is from England  well at least he's nice. After class I ran to find Anna when I saw  my boyfriend was talking to to her I didn't care at first then I started thinking "is he cheating on me" I mean I don't love home anymore but it still hurts ya know. When he walked away I walked over to Anna and said hi * sign language* "hi how was class" * sign language* good yours?" * sign language* "good was that dude bothering you" * sign language* " no he just took me on a tour around the school " * sign language* " ok wanna walk home with me?" * sign language* " sure " it was silent on the way home I was thinking about if my boyfriend was cheating on me or not I hope not . when I got home I said by to Anna and then ran upstairs and reunited with my love "hello my love " I flopped on my bed  " hope you missed me laying on you while I was at school " I was so tired the. I remember homework ugh .
                   To be continue...



Astrid POV 

It's been two days since we've started planning how to get my powers back. And to say I've been on edge is a total understatement, I sat up in my large bed feeling rather homesick. I missed my mother immensely even if she is crazy at times I loved the women to death. 

I get up from my bed walking to my large mirror placed on the wall above my desk. My wild mane of hair was literally everywhere and my gold eyes had deep dark circles underneath them. I lifted my hair from one side gazing at my ear in the mirror, I take off one of my pink and white hearing aids. 

It's been so long since I've taken off my hearing aids. I set the hearing aid done feeling complete, I remember my first encounter with sign language. It was an early morning I was only 4 years old at the time and my mother thought it would be a good idea to learn sign language. 

So that early morning me and my mother walked to the market and there I saw a man signing rapidly to a women. I didn't know what the man was saying and I gazed at my mother who was captured by the language. 

My darling Astrid... I only want what is best for you. I want to be able to communicate with you, and so we will learn the beautiful language of Sign language. 

These were my mothers words and from that moment on me and mother learned how to sign. We would study day and night really grasping the beauty of sign language. When we mastered it we would sign to each other across the room. 

It wasn't until I was twelve when my father saw that I had stopped talking completely. He told me to read lips and to use my own voice instead of hiding behind sign language. He had also gave me my first pair of hearing aids I hated them at first. 

My father always hated that I was deaf but I never cared about his opinions. Love only yourself...no matter if you are different know that you are special to me. My mother was always so loving and in this moment in time I missed her dearly. 

I wipe my tears getting up to wash my face. I dry my face off patting my cheeks softly, just then I hear a deep knock on my door. I place my hearing aid on quickly revealing a worn out Cohen. 

"Hello my love... I wanted to inform you that... my sister Sloane is back". I nod my head still in a daze I let go of the door and slowly walk back to my bed. "Astrid darling... is everything alright" Cohen asks his voice laced with concern. 

I just nod my head not willing to use my voice to answer. Cohen walks over to me plopping down onto the bed beside me, just then a thought enters my mind. "Cohen... what if I was no longer deaf... like I wake up one day and I could all of a sudden... hear". 

Its quiet for a minute before he speaks "Astrid... are you saying you no longer want to be deaf" he asks me hesitantly. I immediately snap my head towards him with a frown "it's not like I have a choice I've been deaf since I was a little child I'm a lost cause Cohen! 

"A-and I can't help but think that maybe just m-maybe if I was normal m-my father would probably love me and wouldn't push me to do things". A sob releases from my mouth and Cohen immediately pulls me into his arms. 

Wrapped so tightly he let's me cry onto his shoulder whispering sweet encouraging words. "Astrid to me you are wonderful no matter if you can hear or not my feelings for you will never change". 

"But what I think of you does not matter because you have to be able to love yourself". My tears slow down as I listen to his words... never in my life did I ever feel so insecure in this moment. But as all these events came crashing down on me I guess I just broke down. 

It was then that I realized I needed to learn how to love myself... for who I am... 

*** 

Authors note: 

You have to love yourself because loving yourself is so important. We are all different and that is what makes us beautiful in our own way. 

Having the Ability to love yourself is such a powerful thing. No one and I mean no one can ever take that away from you. 

It doesn't happen overnight but as each day passes by find the little things that you love most about yourself. 

For me I love my big brown eyes and I wouldn't change them. 

❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤

Astrid Bardman is a pure blood vampire and she is unique in every way. She is the only girl in her family as  Mrs.Bardman didn't want to stop trying for a baby girl and on there sixth try they got there darling baby girl.

But Astrid is different she posses this strong power and what they dont know is she may even be the strongest vampire they have ever seen.

But there is one more surprise 

Astrid is deaf



Union of the Reflection of 2 and 2 

Love is the core of reality, and without love, we can never ever reach the dimension beyond. However, love came down; we did not go up to love. 

Do you know what love is? 

Do you know who love is? 

I took a black marker pen and wrote on the whiteboard 2 + 2 = the reflection of 2 united with 2, which gives a shape like love resting on base. 

1 connects 2 and 2 brought about a reaction that stirs up the emotions and instills feelings of affection, which could result to love for things and self. In reality, the love should have not been for things or self, but for the independent source who gave up self. 

Love came down… 

Like a photon (light rays), love came down breaking through the void in our hearts into the heart of our hearts. Like a quantum of graceful drop of magnificent aura and other electromagnetic energy that are regarded as discrete particle with zero rest mass, no electric charge, but indefinite long lifetime (eternity) now resting in our heart as impulse in the form of inspired thought to evolve our mentality toward the interpreting reality. The greatest problem of humanity is not being able to interpret reality appropriately beyond the knowledge impressed us by those who controls the affair of secular knowledge. 

The manifestation of light language is like the feelings of love. You may not be able to have accurate words to interpret what you are feeling. However, you know in your subconscious mind and understands what it is. It is ecstatic, like a woman in her highest peak of orgasm. The feeling is like, “leave me here; I do not want to return. I am just perfectly fine here”. Nevertheless, this is because, love is now resting on the base of your heart. However, you need to know that the base of your heart is not your heart. For the reason that your heart has a heart and that heart is the mind, which implies, when you absorbed into your heart of heart, what is resting, transformation occurs into that thing that is now resident in you, such that your influence comes not from without, but within. 

The world we are living in is the normal of light manifestation. With open mind, you can access the reality beyond the confine of humanity. This has nothing to do with religiosity. 

2 uniting with its reflection becomes the womb of manifestation of the seed of 1. The womb of the manifestation of the seed of 1 is the reflection M with the life of the independent source. The seed of 1 is MAN. Man carries the seed life released into womb of a woman. Woman is the very reflection of man and because of the mutual ground of unison, there will be a release of light code (DNA). The moment it incidence on the gateway, the gate opens up to receive in the arrival and quickly shuts itself up. For the reason that any arrival apart from that which has entered is an intruder. The bang creates an atmosphere of light (aurora), a world in conspicuous water, where the heart start beating with a drop of blood that will now start developing and metamorphosing into a being. This is the manifestation of light and it means, light turns on reality and create form in an environment of visibility, where the shapes from the bits of points that points to line can now take form. 

Everything I am explaining here, is simply my translation of light language, it may not make sense to some people who are intellectual in the norm of knowledge that may have advance intricacies and model theories. However, to those who understands the rhythm of their heartbeats, they will definitely get the message. 

The manifestation of light language span beyond the philosophy of man’s knowledge. It is the communication code of spirits driving the state of mind. Angels can only communicate in light language and that is why they can understand any language. How many of you here saw what I saw some minutes back? They were just steering at each other, asking each other, “What did he see?” 

I saw an angel; it was here present in the auditorium. However, I can no longer see it manifest as it does initially, but the essence of an angel is still here. Angels attend to prevent the information from getting soiled or distorted by external invaders, because they are all around this vicinity right now, hovering and trying to have access into your minds. I have being speaking to you in the language you can understand, however, angels will speak to you and interact with is your thought impulse. Therefore, they will easily do the conversion and translations in the speed of light to communicate to you. Have you ever heard an encounter where you can hear in an accent loud and clear, a thought speaking to you and you know that thought is not yours? If you have, that is simply, light conversation and it must be coming from an independent source, or a source claiming independence. I may not be using the word “God”, but I know you know, what I mean by independent source and the source claiming independence. I am doing this, because I do not want to sound religious, but there is a level I will get to, I will not hide the contents, so do not get provoked, if your ideologies do not agree with my terminologies, just pick up the truth, because this could lead to your liberation, because we all need help. 

Did you observe that the reflection of 2 uniting with 2 is like bending the reflection of 1 uniting with 1 to close the gap in the heart? However, there was something like a cover to prevent the current of 0 in and that cover is a form of 0 altering the shaped of the 1. If you observe closely, you will see a form of 0, but all light up in the heart as a result of that, we have the symbol or the shape of love. 

The union of 2 and its reflection results to an undeniable change and that change is what defines CONCEPTION OF THE REALITY OF EXPERIENCE (CORE). The core is the central point where there is a formation of thoughts in the thought like a flower that blossom before the sun rise and shoots out. Nevertheless, this flower extends in the direction of the light to enjoy the beautiful radiance of the sun and attract things of its form like butterfly, bees, and insects that suck nectars. What insects sucks, is the sweetness of light, and when they excrete it, it becomes sweet, such that even human beings will end up eating the excreta of insects and think there is nothing as sweet as that. It is so unfortunate that what we are sucking as life experience is the excreta of light, because we have so limited our awareness to insignificant things. I may not be wrong to say, insects are exploiting the benefit of light manifestation more than we are. Until we awaken from our slumber, we will remain in perpetual bondage to exploiting the opportunities of our vast possibilities that is infinite in nature. 

I am going to stop here, explaining the union of reflected numbers, because my language will be changing to connect the independent source. I will limit my knowledge to the confidence I have discovered and found authentic and real, as it is to me, it may not be to you. However, will be authentic and real to you, if you can see light in what I am communicating. 

In this quest of revealing the manifestation of light language, I will be using an encyclopedia of light codes full of encryptions that can port you to true gateway into reality. It contain the words of the independent source, and also the words of the dependent sources that are subject to the influence of the one who is claiming independent source, and it is very paramount to know why he is claiming independent source. If you believe the existence of a force generating energies and you do not believe that there is a supreme being, then, you are lost. I therefore, introduce to the Almighty Supreme Creator of All Things (ASCAT) who speaks to us in light languages and that language have only one code called LOVE. 

You need to know that something is mimicking ASCAT as an Advance SCATEROMETER, with the major objective to measure wind speed and direction over the oceans. Thoughts are deep seas that flows into an ocean called database of information. ASCAT is the real aperture radar, operating at 5.255 GHz (C-band) and using vertically polarized antennas. It transmits a long pulse with Linear Frequency Modulation (‘Chirp’). There is something picking the frequencies our thought, if you do not know, then find out how, you are able to talk to someone that is not at the same location with you, using an electronic device.

Synopsis 
“The Tra Grade S” is a book illustrating a story of the experience of a young boy, named Divine who grew up as a cypher and mystery solver. Divine was born in a family of twelve siblings. 

As the eleventh born, he has a supernatural endowment, which reflects in his gifts and talents. His endowment gives him the rare ability to decipher things and events even before they occur. 

The rare ability of Divine works in a way of aligning letters from words to form acronyms that communicate deeper thoughts. He does this by fetching out the encrypted thoughts to reveal deep secrets. 

The deciphering of Divine's inspiration often paints the bigger picture of knowledge hidden from the ordinary eye and the revelation of Divine will make him the most sought after.

Dive in, as I take you on a swift trip into the heart of Divine’s world of unconventional knowledge. His experiences started as a dream that never looks like a dream...

DISCLAIMER: This book is a work of Fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, happenings, locations, and occurrences either are the products of the writer’s mind's eye or used in a made-up manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or definite events is only coincidental. I have tried recreating events, locales and conversations from my memories of them. To maintain their anonymity in some instances, I have changed the names of individual and places, I may have changed some identifying characteristics and details such as physical properties, occupations and places of residence.

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Astrid POV
It's been two days since we've started planning how to get my powers back. And to say I've been on edge is a total understatement, I sat up in my large bed feeling rather homesick. I missed my mother immensely even if she is crazy at times I loved the women to death.
I get up from my bed walking to my large mirror placed on the wall above my desk. My wild mane of hair was literally everywhere and my gold eyes  had deep dark circles underneath them. I lifted my hair from one side gazing at my ear in the mirror, I take off one of my pink and white hearing aids.
It's been so long since I've taken off my hearing aids. I set the hearing aid done feeling complete, I remember my first encounter with sign language. It was an early morning I was only 4 years old at the time and my mother thought it would be a good idea to learn sign language.
So that early morning me and my mother walked to the market and there I saw a man signing rapidly to a women. I didn't know what the man was saying and I gazed at my mother who was captured by the language.
My darling Astrid... I only want what is best for you. I want to be able to communicate with you, and so we will learn the beautiful language of Sign language.
These were my mothers words and from that moment on me and mother learned how to sign. We would study day and night really grasping the beauty of sign language. When we mastered it we would sign to each other across the room.
It wasn't until I was twelve when my father saw that I had stopped talking completely. He told me to read lips and to use my own voice instead of hiding behind sign language. He had also gave me my first pair of hearing aids I hated them at first.
My father always hated that I was deaf but I never cared about his opinions. Love only yourself...no matter if you are different know that you are special to me. My mother was always so loving and in this moment in time I missed her dearly.
I wipe my tears getting up to wash my face. I dry my face off patting my cheeks softly, just then I hear a deep knock on my door. I place my hearing aid on quickly revealing a worn out Cohen.
"Hello my love... I wanted to inform you that... my sister Sloane is back". I nod my head still in a daze I let go of the door and slowly walk back to my bed. "Astrid darling... is everything alright" Cohen asks his voice laced with concern.
I just nod my head not willing to use my voice to answer. Cohen walks over to me plopping down onto the bed beside me, just then a thought enters my mind. "Cohen... what if I was no longer deaf... like I wake up one day and I could all of a sudden... hear".
Its quiet for a minute before he speaks "Astrid... are you saying you no longer want to be deaf" he asks me hesitantly. I immediately snap my head towards him with a frown "it's not like I have a choice I've been deaf since I was a little child I'm a lost cause Cohen!
"A-and I can't help but think that maybe just m-maybe if I was normal m-my father would probably love me and wouldn't push me to do things". A sob releases from my mouth and Cohen immediately pulls me into his arms.
Wrapped so tightly he let's me cry onto his shoulder whispering sweet encouraging words. "Astrid to me you are wonderful no matter if you can hear or not my feelings for you will never change".
"But what I think of you does not matter because you have to be able to love yourself". My tears slow down as I listen to his words... never in my life did I ever feel so insecure in this moment. But as all these events came crashing down on me I guess I just broke down.
It was then that I realized I needed to learn how to love myself... for who I am...
***

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Astrid Birdman is a pureblood vampire and she is unique in every way. She is the only girl in her family as Mrs.Bardman didn't want to stop trying for a baby girl and on there sixth try they got there darling baby girl.

But Astrid is different she posses this strong power and what they dont know is she may even be the strongest vampire they have ever seen.

But there is one more surprise 

Astrid is deaf 
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"Doctor... why is my baby not looking at me" Mrs. Bardman cries out hysterically as she cradles her baby girl in her arms. "Calm down dear I'm sure everything is fine" Mr. Bardman whispers trying to soothe his wife.

"Mr. and Mrs. Bardman it would appear that your baby is...deaf

Just then Mrs. Bardman collapses to the floor


"Do you remember that kiss you guys share during our debate contest on college?" her eyes is full of glimmer and excitement. Yeah obviously, my best friend is a huge fan of my love life.
~Flashback
"Body language is not the proper way to express your feelings towards one another"
I 'am totally on fire right now I 'am really... really on the fire right now! especially when it comes to my motive of defeating this brainy vampire who certainly standing on the table opposite to mine. Today is Friday and it only means that it's our debate day and when I found out that he won on five debates for the past three days I wreck the audition to challenge my gay mate.
"Body language is more essential for those people who have lack of confidence for speaking what they feel towards one another! Sometimes it's more honest than being vocally honest"
Admit it Debura he's hot standing with full confidence wearing his fitted black v neck shirt with a black watch on his left hand and a wrist band on his right hand, perfect nose and dark green eyes that full of amusement every time he sees me speaking against his will the smile never left his amazing lips, deep dimples on his left cheeks every time he smiles is on display, something that no one can resist, no one, and not even me, shiny dark hair that perfectly in place with a built in body to attract everyone that crosses his path, inviting soft voice and playful but stern personality in in his aura which undeniably amazing. Yeah, he's totally hot.
"Don't you think that touching a woman without saying a word is a great etiquette as being a gentle man? body language is a sign of betrayals and lies. we express our emotion by saying it vocally, saying words is like saying respect towards one another! " I look at the audience because of flash of the camera that I know of course belonged to my one and only supportive father that keeps taking a picture of me being a wild high blood cat in this debate. He waves into me smiling like that cat on Alice in the wonder Land gesturing his thumbs up on and reassuring look that I'm doing just great or more likely so stubbornly stupid.
"Let me ask you about this? what do you mean about the word touching? There's a lot of ways to touch a woman for your information Ms. Debura Jane, body language is also known as a sign of affection to someone you like, not all the action that a man could do should be included on your etiquette list! after all it's hot when a man make a surprise moves to a woman it's amusing and it's gives that attraction and attention. Isn't Ms. Debura?"
I'm on fire and I wanted to rip all his hair out off from his scalp!
"Action speaks louder than voice Debura!" He continues as I snapped back in reality.
I laugh ironically " hmmmm, so are you trying to say that some people are liar? Their body says they loved that person, but the reality is they're just using them? they cannot even say that out loud because of what? shame?? Humiliation or let's say embarrassment? Like those kisses and gentle touches that people think were a real gesture of love, little did they know the guy just shows body language to get what they wanted."
"Oh!owh! someone is deep!" he teased and I heard a roar of laughter from the audience."Not all people are liar sweetness, how about the happily married couple? Males can make his lover knows how much he loves her by making her feel it, let's face it, couples make love twice a week and when they do that they are touching each other that only means that their body languages could show how much they love and affect each other. Come on Debura you cannot love someone without touching them? You gotta show him how much you love him by kissing him and touching him."Seductive voice that attracts giggles from the girls behind me who supposed to be there to support me, not enjoying him basically? 
"Sure! you can use your body language to kiss the whole blonde population in this planet!!! So, lemme tell ya Tastian you're a liar! because you kissed not only one female in this campus, but you kissed at least ten of them or maybe more than that! making them believed you liked them! Body language is full of bullshit lies than speaking your real feelings vocally!"
Whisper filled all over the stadium as I smirk,
Amusement is written all over his face, a bright green orbs staring at me, laughter's from his friends behind him and weakly punching him before he let out a devilish smile.
"So... you keeping an eye on me huh? don't be jealous, I will kiss you in the aisles someday my dearest mate!" he spat and let out a roar of laughter when I blushed in instant.
"There's no way I'm going to kiss a man who kiss another man before me!" he stops for laughing and everyone is silence.
"What did you say?" asked by yours truly, fury is written all over his face.
" You heard me!"
"You didn't know what's the real story and you didn't let me explain that moment!"
"Huh! I guess your body language can explain more than a vocal explanation then?!"
"Shut up or I will kiss you!" silence....
"Shut up! Or..." there's a long paused before my brain register what I supposed to say ''Gay!''
In one swift move he's in front of me not giving me enough time to realized that his lips are on mine.
I guess I get what I asked for? Or maybe this is not right in front of everyone? My dad and my mom? I mentally slap myself going back into reality I pushed him off me he look so angry, mad or maybe furious he mumble some words, I am not sure if I heard it right, I am two amaze how he look so good when he's angry.
' Don't you ever question me how much I love you.'

I feel a warmth enveloping me, like if I was in a cocoon. Strangely moving seems complicated; my eyes won't open. Maybe if I scream for help, someone will help me.
I scream for help, but only the cries of a baby are coming out. What is going on? I hear footsteps coming closer, "Oh my baby, you're awake!", what is this language? I finally open my eye to meet a green pair of spheres. Her eyes are the colour of emeralds, and she has really dark hair. The woman takes me in her arms, and that's when I realize I am a baby!
I have to get out of here! Ness must be worried for me! The woman starts to rub my face with her fingers gently and sings a lullaby. She must be a Siren, singing in a forbidden language! If I had my voice, I could enhance her with her own spell. As I was thinking, I didn't realize I was slowly falling back into darkness.

***

"Valor, come! Selah wrote funny characters," squealed Etta. Can't that woman leave me alone? I'm trying to write to my love so he can help me.
"Madam, I'm sure our daughter only scribbled funny drawings," her husband retorqued. Oh! Pardon my 'funny drawings,' sir 'I am a scribble for the king.' Once upon a time, your people actually learned our divine language and used to cherish the realm of light.
"No, look! She wrote on the line, and her characters have similarities. It seems like it was just another language." Oops, maybe I should have been more careful?
I scribbled a bit under and over the line. There this should make it!
"Valor, our daughter, is one year old and knows the principles of writing. She must be a genius!" Well, thank you, mother, I guess.
After finally a whole year, my legs became strong enough to hold my body. I have to write to Ness so he'll be able to help me. I had quite some time to think about the situation.

I am stuck in The Land, a place situated between the Realm of Light and the Realm of Darkness. Their language is a derivative of the Sacred language spoken in the Realms. I still don't know much about The Land, and therefore I cannot determine where exactly I am.

From what I see around, I guess I am from a noble family, we have domestics, and the house is quite huge. I still don't know much about my parents, but from what I observe, Etta does not work. She administers the house and participates in a lot of caritative events. Then my father Valor he's the king's scribe. These two are madly in love, but they could only have one child considering the risk having me had on Etta's health.
Therefore I am the one and only child of the Viscount and viscountess, Selah Proserpina Marchetti.

***

It has been two years now that I have been living in this body, I still haven't been able to find a way back to my land or reach out to Ness. I don't know what happened to him, but I'm losing faith in seeing him again one day.
I'm depressing in my coffin, drinking my bottle of milk and thinking about the possibility that I'll never see my love again. I cannot escape considering the body I am in, but I can learn a lot of their language by listening. It is quite challenging, though, considering it's a derivative of the sacred language every time I just want to correct their pronunciation and reform their language!I pretend to fall asleep, and Etta eventually leaves the room. Finally alone! This woman who calls herself my mother never leaves my side, and I cannot write to Ness. I climb the cradle and go into my toy box to get the material I need.
I have managed to put my hand on some paper, a feather and some ink while escaping her a few days ago. I have been learning Saffom's language for two years now. I hope Ness will be able to decode the language because I misremember some characters of the sacred language.
"Selah, you're awake!" My soul left my body! She can't scare me like that! Can't she leave me in peace for a minute? As fast as I can with the toddler body I have, I hide the letter. But the witch takes it and starts to read it!
"Eh!" Is there no privacy in this house?
"Oh, how cute you're writing just like your father!" And then she leaves while talking about how much it is adorable.

"Bad news! Remember the demon who was locked up?"

"The one who fell for an angel?" She nods

"Somebody released him! He's going to take revenge on everyone! There will be chaos if we don't lock him back up. That angel is the reason why all this is happening!" Says a woman. 

"Then we'll have to kill her." Silence fell. "No one liked her anyway." Finishes the older man. 

"Yet he'll risk anything for her."



The system is fond of putting a limit when they do not want you to go beyond some certain level of knowledge. The limit of our experience with God is the extent of our knowledge of Him, just as the limit of our communication with English language is Z. 

English language can never translate correctly God’s Word in its original state of reality, because it is limited to explaining reality beyond Y that defines the range of letter called the function of X and Y is the heart of the eye and the eye is the symbol with the unit I typing current impulse called information. What do I mean by range? 

If A = 1, Z = 26 

The anti- range of A – Z = 1 – 26, while the range is Z – A = 26 – 1 = Y and Y = 25 

25 defines Y as BE and BE defines the heart of information as the base of experience and in reality, the base of experience is the thought of man, therefore, Y is the function of the thought of man, while X represent man on the horizontal plane, receiving the impulse of current thought from the vertical plane as inspiration and any inspiration received becomes information, but what happens, when all you receive as inspiration comes from what is being created from the physical dimension, limited to what we see physically and what we hear literally, dependent on what we are being taught. 

If what we are being taught is in the range of A – Z, how can we reach a dimension beyond as in the Alpha and Omega? 

When English language is not able to explain the reality of our faith in God, it cannot describe appropriate our experience when it is divine encountered. English language will limit the understanding of God’s thought and this is the major reason why we turn our back and often tempt God (Psalm 78: 41), because we think in our myopic mindset that we have known all of God. 

Deception begins with narrow mindedness. 

We often limit God when we harden our hearts and knowledge of God with men makes us stiff necked. We are named Christ, He is called the Son of God, we are the sons of God, because we believe in His name and have accepted Him (John 1: 12) and this does not bring us to a level of comparing ourselves to Him. The limit of our identity with Christ is likeness, not like, because there is none and there will be none like Him. The LORD is the Everlasting Father and the Mighty God, but when you accept or encounter the true light, you will know He is the Almighty. 

When your heart is not yielded to the perfect will of God, your knowledge will limit God from wholly revealing Himself to you, but you need to know that the greatest limitation of God’s wisdom is SELF. Self is the negative current impulse in the heart of man that drives his thought to doing things contrary to God’s will. The strength we receive by faith is not physical, but inner strength when Christ dwells richly in your heart and this kind of strength is spiritual, it is propelled by faith, hope and love. 

Be rooted and grounded in love, because love is the most beautiful thing. 

The wisdom of God is to know the love of Christ, which passes knowledge (Ephesians 3: 19) and the purpose is for us to be filled with the fullness of God. Jesus is the fullness of God and the fullness of God is simply the abundance of His gift that flows from Him to us. It means God completely emptied Himself of self into a form as in the form of man to counter in the heart of man that contrary impulse of self in the heart, since man represents an image as of God, it became necessary that God had to take a form as of man to dwell with us, but our knowledge has limited us to think He is a man as we have chosen to become, because we are, so we think He is also. 

As a man thinks in his heart so is he, but as God thought in His heart for the sake of man, so He became. By this I mean, God became man, because His thought for man is of love and He does not want man to perish because of the wages of sin, which is death, so He had to give Himself as a gift of eternal life through Christ Jesus. 

It is time to question every knowledge that will leave us with vague reality of the truth that we need to know about Jesus’ divinity. God’s nativity is not humanity, but divinity with the language of spirituality, therefore, any language apart from spirituality, cannot fit in. It is so unfortunate that the nativity that man has accepted is humanity and that is why our language can never be one, because the base of the language of humanity is against the base of the language of God, which began in BABEL, that translate to mean, Base against the base of God, where BA represent the letter base that we were taught, if 10 represent the number base that we were taught, but we need to know that the range of 10 is 9 and nine has the alphanumeric code of I. 

Even the scripture we have now have severally edited with lots of texts omitted and meaning distorted by a way of trying to translation. Sometimes, translating the original text reduces the weight (glory) of the knowledge and as a result of trying to bring the knowledge to a level that it can be understood by all and this also has led to distortions, with men now trying to interpret things in their own ways and that is why we now have several school of thoughts.


“For My people are foolish, they have not known Me. They are silly children, and they have no understanding. They are wise to do evil, but to do good they have no knowledge.

We are actually living in a world that is likened to a society with the vital ingredient that keeps the essence of life missing and the truth is that, we can’t even place really what that is, I mean we do not even know what is missing, notwithstanding, we could still feel it like we are feel the impression of air. In hollow and in emptiness, in the heart of our hearts, we just know that something is missing. 
Personally, I have felt this hollow and emptiness that burdened my heart so much while I was growing as a child. In my family, right from the cradle, I have always desire to know why things happens the way there often happens. What I am trying to explain span from our relationship with each other into our worship to God that has now being limited to self-imposed rituals. Hence we worship but not the true God, but the one who wants to be like the Most High as our mindsets are now dragging us into His very thought. Our worship has become so empty and adulterated with strange intrusions that we could hardly tell if truly what we are worshipping is God.

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