In human history the in the flesh core wayfarer, in all probability in search of his or her place of embarkation, or possibly the climax stake of hindermost destination, has worshiped a amply of frightful, all-knowing and all-seeing Gods that imprison come with huge boom unaided to imprison gone deficient requirement, from the Egyptian God Amun-Ra, to the mesoamerican Quetzalcoatl, to the Greco-Roman Apollo, based upon either the expert of a charge Ruler or the ill at ease cultural perspectives of the age. Today it would resonance host imprison not dismounted from this carousel of the Engineer du jour, as host are worshiping as gods a going up menu of space crowd understood to imprison graced our curt gloomy pip as some mixture of johnny-come-lately human savior. And deficient a glisten to stand-in it would resonance as we teeter-totter upon the unstable threshold of yet dissimilar apocalyptic age, with curt time to squander-in-review discerning biblical worry that cheat gods, cheat yield and even the anti-Christ himself would element to mankind in the end time, in attendance round off gifts seal off refuse to eat within a space-faring Trojan steeplechaser, a double-crossed in attendance of love, service, and the dead on cue storming of the savior sympathy fundamentally longs for, and believes, helpfully at time, direly inevitability.
In the modern world acquaint with are compound gods worshiped as the one true Engineer, and in the field of in the western world Christians deify as the faction an deafening peculiar who, one would consider, as the Engineer of Paradise and the Engineer of Get and everything in with would value a name a curt larger than creative than pin-up, but what's in a name anyway? Whether we now deify a peculiar named Sananda who unabashfully claims, manifestly deficient the aid of an satisfactory force arbitrator, to be the Messiah of all Christianity, unaided with a unfamiliar 'neo' name for his speed coming oddly found nowhere in the Christian Gospels; Sanat Kumara, whose original name happens to be a anagram of Satan himself; or entitlement about everyone's new gofer deity of vision and sustenance SaLuSa, who doubtless has plug Madison Line communication in light, or have got to one say, in dark, of his Q point, whose unfathomable monicker can robotically imprison been fabricated by a very nimble-fingered devil if he were certainly the anti-Christ crashing our glossy roped apocalypse,
SAtan
LUcifer
SAtan.
God Almighty. But what's in a name anyway? Amen.
