Contents

Biographical Note

Bibliographic Record

chapter 1

Jerusalem, 2034

chapter 2

Children of Babylon

chapter 3

The harlot Babylon

chapter 4

Scales of Souls

chapter 5

Brigade “Jophiel”

chapter 6

Elias

chapter 7

The woman sitting on the Beast

chapter 8

The action at the Jaffa-Gate

chapter 9

“The small horn”

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Biographical Note

SHIRMAN STOONE

Born on the 23rd of August in 1964 in Poland and lives in Poland. The author of the vision of biblical God (His spiritual construction – 26 Spirits). Some think that he has received “keys from heaven”. He was born to enlighten humanity before the approaching end of the world and to prepare people for the arrival of the expected Messiah. At the age of 27 — as he claims — he experienced „the dazzle of the mind” making the spiritual image of the biblical God to whom Christians, Jews and Muslims pray. Usually, he simply calls Him Love. After many years of learning Hebrew he discovers “holy codes”. Now, he is already certain that the vision from the past is “the divine plan”, and the important information for people. Therefore, the delivery of this knowledge becomes the purposes of his life – his mission.

Bibliographic Record

Title

Children of Babylon

Author

SHIRMAN STOONE

Translated by

Mariusz Olchowik

Editor

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Love clears us and justifies. As a mother and a father it embraces and raises the fruit of Love born from our body and spirit to heaven. There, in God’s Granary, it gathers the fruit for eternal glory. Because Love is the true essence of life and the only spiritual food of the universe.

Shirman Stoone

chapter 1

Jerusalem, 2034

Isaac! How many people in the world did not have the RFID chips implanted?

“I have no idea, Rebecca. I suppose that there are other human colonies that opposed the decree of the Highest World Council. We are after all one of them. Perhaps the last one.”

“I remember these discussions from before 15 years ego, when they were convincing everybody that it would be a good deed for humanity. There were never ending commercials full of catchy phrases and smiling faces of people buying and selling without credit cards, cash or anything. Simply marching, taking goods from the shelves and leaving shops freely. Nobody wanted to listen that in a moment by means of the computer, somebody would completely control human minds. After all, people were warned not to put this shit into in their bodies. However, general faith into infallibility of media did its own thing. Today it is difficult to say whether these moving objects looking like a human are still people or biorobots.”

“Yes, you are right, Isaac. If they had listened to the warnings, they would not have allowed themselves to have a grain of enslavement implanted into the right hand or into the forehead. But so, these poor guys lost control of their own brains.”

“This was predictable that if the brain could control the chip, control over the brain by the chip would be only a matter of time. But who then wanted to listen about some threats, about the loss of their own consciousness, the will, feelings. Probably only few did. I do not know whether you remember these sensations at the beginning of the century concerning controlling the computer by people almost completely paralyzed, but with a healthy brain. How delighted with the new discovery everybody was then.”

“Yes, I remember this very well. First they had a biochip implanted close to the cerebral center responsible for the motor activity. This made their brains master, on the basis of the trial-and-error method, control of the computer with a cursor, in a rather short time. Of course, by means of brain-waves. Such a man lying in total immobility and uselessness suddenly began to write and express thoughts. He asked questions, made friends on the Internet. Using his/her mind linked to the chip she/he was able to communicate with anybody who wanted this.”

“This was a rather simple task, Rebecca. As we know, our thoughts are electromagnetic waves so it was enough to learn to express them in such a way that they could become orders for the computer system.”

“Of course, Isaac. Do you remember what was said by this scientist, doctor Carl Sanders?”

“You mean the creator of the biochip?”

“Yes. When he realized that the army was interested in his invention, he began to warn against the consequences of its use. They did not want to listen to him when he claimed that with one biochip someone could send and take signals from a single nerve cell. This would enable the control of the organism in quite a different way. The biochip could be used for the development of internal shock, to change behavior, for the stimulation or many other purposes: good ones, dubious ones, or bad ones.”

“My darling, you know, after all, that this entire process of enslavement was introduced gradually and with premeditation. First, there was an order to change identity cards to the ones with the identifier of the RFID type to control data. Afterwards, teenagers and old people were accustomed. The latter were made to believe that implanting the chip was certainly necessary for their safety and—first of all—health—because when the doctor comes, and they will be, for example, unconscious, how will the doctor identify their data, illness record, the medicines they take, and the blood group? These arguments did work. And the young? They were impressed that when they entered discos with a chip implanted into their hand they did not need to pay for the entrance, drinks, food, because the chip automatically made bank—transfers. No need to debate. Young people like novelties. No matter how we look at that, it is after all the symbol of every next generation.”

“You made a point, Isaac. Later special offers appeared with shopping transactions, and transfers. Of course, it is known that only for those who allowed this work of the apocalyptic satanic Beast implanted in the hand or the forehead. Let us not forget that before it happened, people had gotten used to payments with the touch card. Instead of the old, burdensome clicking the customer’s PIN code, it was enough to put the card over the reader and the transaction was completed rapidly. Also, cell phones were used as touch card payment method. So, slowly and knowingly, people were being captivated. Many celebrities and media stars advertised every day this wonderful invention of science and technology. One forced this into human minds, repeating the words safe, necessary, useful, modern as a mantra. Unfortunately, the vast majority let themselves be taken in. They did not want to listen that in the Bible one had written about this almost two thousand years ago.”

“Well, Rebecca. The Bible became for many something unfashionable, archaic and indecorously. Who read it, analyzed and wondered over the future of our planet? You must admit that very few did. Every day modern scoffers had a good laugh at prudent people. They mocked at those who believed in God Yeahavah. They rejected healthy teaching. They did not want to listen to the warnings of the prophet and his supporters. And now on our planet instead of people, there were mostly unaware, controlled by computers, human semi-automatics. Nothing but horror.”

“Maybe if the apocalyptic second Beast called the False Prophet had not applauded these satanic projects, many would have come to their senses. They would not have accepted the stigma on the hand and the forehead.”

“Isaac, fortunately there is no more Vatican City or False Church. The place, the seat of the harlot, of the Woman named Great Babylon burned to the ground. Anyway, Jesus foretold this through the mediation of John the Apostle. Simply the words written in the Book of the Apocalypse were fulfilled.”

“Yes, I remember that time. This was both a great surprise and a sudden awakening at the same time for many people. Who could expect that in one moment Vatican City would be swept off the surface of the earth, like in the past Babylon—the city of false gods and false faith. Not everybody, however, understood why it had happened so.”

“As far as I remember, the RFID system was used for the first time in Vatican City after the scandal from the times of the German pope—Benedict XVI. I guess some wire—tapping or carrying out the documentation and making it available to media were involved in the whole thing. Afterwards, when the time of biochip implantation came, they made their own faithful believe that the progress came from God and that it was for good humanity. And it is known that they fell into a trap of their own greediness. Being bank owners, possessing real—estates, they obtained incomes coming from all purchase contracts. It is logical that willy—nilly they had to integrate themselves into the New World Order in order to exist. They were subject to the same rule which the Bible in the Book of Apocalypse teaches about and warns:

(...) And he causeth all, both small and great, rich and poor, free and bond, to receive a mark in their right hand, or in their foreheads: and that no man might buy or sell, save he that had the mark, or the name of the beast, or the number of his name (...).”

“Everybody remembers that, Rebecca. There was a time when some had warned against the identifier OF THE BEAST, as they called the mega—computer installed in Brussels—BEAST (Brussels Electronic Accounting Surveying Terminal). The warnings saying that identifying codes of BEAST contained the number 666—the sign of the Beast was ignored. People laughed at this. Today this entire system has captivated the majority of humanity and controls their brains.”

“But there are a few of us left, I guess.”

“And do you remember how many people had the chip implanted and they did not even know about this?”

“Yes, Isaac. They introduced obligatory vaccinations. People did not have any idea that they had biochips in their bodies. Nobody protested, because the brains were immediately subjected to control. Poor fellows.”

“But there were different ways, too. There existed also the secret brigades which caught the opponents of the New World Order and implanted this abomination into their bodies.”

“Well, but we have also our brigades which remove this meanness from human bodies—saying this Rebecca smiled.”

“Most importantly, there is the prophet Elias among us and it is us, not them, to have the Ark of Covenant. It is our guarantee of security.”

“Yes, my darling, God Yeahavah guards us. But what about the others—in Europe, Americas, Australia, Africa and in Asia?”

“Who knows. Maybe only Jerusalem remains the last fortress of people uncontrolled by computers.”

“I have no idea. Besides I do not want now to think about it. We all expect the return of the Messiah to the earth. Every day we direct our eyes upward to the Mount of Olives. Everybody hopes that the return of Jesus is near. And this means that over time the Assumption of the chosen ones should take place.”

“Let us hope your words will be fulfilled, Isaac. For the time being and thanks to Yeahavah and the power of the Ark our opponents are not able to reach us, therefore we can calmly wait.”

“Do you remember, Isaac, how some people tried to start the Ark of the Covenant?”

“Sure, I do, Rebecca. Many people out of their own stupidity lost their lives. Some naively thought they could touch and feel it just like that. Others thought that they were elects, prophets, messengers. The effect was usually the same. The daredevil approached, touched the box and immediately got burned.”

“Burned? In a split second he evaporated.”

“Yes, actually this happened so. You are right. And do you remember the day when Elias came?”

“I remember, beloved. He looked inconspicuous. No athlete. The man, mature, but looking decidedly young for his age. And additionally his shaved head with a pair of piercing blue eyes. His sight penetrated everything. There was something unusual and majestic about him. He went in the direction of the Ark dignifiedly and surely.”

“I remember.”

“He did not fear. At once my feminine intuition prompted me that this man had an unusual power and had been unctuous by the Highest. I was sure that the entire Divinity of Elohim, which we people once lost, had lived in him. I was right.”

“Right?”

“I can swear that I thought so. I know what you think, Isaac. Of course, we all realized that thanks to Elias we were not human-robots. Unfortunately, none of us knew what the prophet actually looked like. We only knew that for safety reasons his image had been sedulously hidden. Very few knew him, just the trusted. The services of the Highest World Council tried at all costs to track the prophet down and to liquidate him. Fortunately, their actions were ineffective. For the New World Order, he was the number one enemy. Our opponents knew perfectly the biblical prediction. They knew that people were making a stand only because they believed that together with Elias the divine rescue would come. Generally, we all were skeptical and distrustful. But I really sensed that it was him.”

“Ok, ok. I believe you.”

“I know where your doubts were coming from. No wonder, people simply feared. It is clear that at any time we could expect the hostile provocation or the diversion. Though our system of identification detecting the creature with an implanted bio—chip for the time being was reliable, there was always the probability that it would be broken.”

“You know, Rebecca, back then from their looks, I saw that they gave no chance for Elias. They expected that he, like other daredevils, would turn into a fleeting cloudlet of smoke. He would change as his predecessors into the cloud of punished male vanity to be finally scattered in the mountainous Jerusalem wind that as if at the command of God, it was blowing exactly over this place.”

“I remember, Isaac, how he came to the box and put his hands on the propitiatory. He touched it. He did this in such a way as if he had always been tied with the Ark. As if it had been a part of his being since the creation day. He looked at the twin angels standing by its lid and then he cried loudly. We saw his tears flowing like raindrops. This looked as if the blood of an offering sacrificed by the high priest in the past was supposed now to clear off sins and to anoint the ones who miraculously survived. Later, he began to smile. What did the prophet think about? Were these some recollections or memories? We had no idea. All we could do was to stand and watch the whole situation. You must admit that our brains were in shock. For the moment, they congealed into nonexistence.”

“I agree with you completely, Rebecca. Today we look at this quite differently. From the perspective of the time, we can suppose that this was the welcome for something, or maybe with somebody whom he had lost in the past, the longed—for meeting after many years, the return to what once was lost, and now is happily found. The spectacule, and totally sincere, explosion of sorrow and joy, sadness and euphoria.”

“I thought similarly.”

“And do you remember how we waited for what would be next?” Isaac asked.

“Surely. It is hard to forget that,” Rebecca repulsed.

“Do you remember Elias putting his head between the wings of the angels? For a moment he was saying something. We do not know what he was saying and thinking. From what I know, nobody tried to solve this matter. People were in a huge shock. Practically after a moment, everybody was kneeling with their heads down. This was after all the unambiguous signs of the unction by God.”

“Superbly said.”

“Am I right, Rebecca, but he then suddenly stood up, straightened his back up and approached Abel?”

“Yes, you remember this well. Old Abel was then one of our leaders.”

“From what I remember, the prophet walked in his direction quickly. Afterwards, he lifted him from his knees and whispered something in his ear. After a moment, Abel gave a command to several boys from our brigade Jophiel, and they at once left the meeting. Then the prophet asked everybody to stand up, and he said that it was necessary to wait, because he himself was unable to start the Ark. He added only that Yeahavah would arouse its power soon. He asked the people gathered there for patience and dispersal.”

“Yes, today it is so simple, but then nobody knew about what his point really was. However, nobody dared to ask about anything. Everybody was in a huge shock. He was the first who did not evaporate. Everybody was aware that the elect, accepted by the divine communicator, had appeared. We knew what that meant. Our hearts rejoiced and were hopeful. Many years of expectations at last came true.”

“Yes, that is right. I will not forget that day, Rebecca. Of course, you do not need be jealous.”

“I know; I know what you mean to tell me. Do not be afraid. I would never be jealous of the Ark. And the day you are talking about now we all remembered probably in the smallest details. Who would not remember it.”

“Do you remember, darling, this moment when she was approaching the Ark? The prophet knew that it was her, but for a moment there was delicate anxiety visible in his eyes, or maybe only his imagination tried to dictate to him the black script. Of course, I mean the fact that the Ark could reject the woman. The creature he was looking at in such a way as if everything that meant and means anything to him in his life was contained in her.”

“Of course, they stood at the Ark facing each other, exactly in the way the twin angels had been placed on the propitiatory. They looked at each other. I had never seen the man and the woman look at each other in this way. No words were necessary to define what was going on in their hearts and minds. There existed only one holy word—Love. Their sight expressed literally everything that is holy. They intermingled mutually. This was Love in the quintessential form. Love—free and boundless. At that moment they constituted the ideal image of our Sacred Spirit Yeahavah. And we, looking at this scene, were conscious that the symbol and the sense of our creation were being reborn. This wonderful gift, lost in the past by Adam and Eva in the garden of Eden (Idan). Love reigned.”

Suddenly people, seeing this explosion of Divinity, began to direct their sight at one another. Some cried at the sight of such a huge dose of happiness emanating out of the bodies and souls of this couple loving each other. Others looked at each other as if they wanted to apologize for any evil they did or intended to do in the past. And maybe, as you remember, Isaac, this would have lasted indefinitely if suddenly the chest lid had not moved.

“How could I forget that, Rebecca? The moment when the Glory of the Lord returned to Israel cannot be forgotten. Yes, yes, the prophet and his beloved aroused Shehinah—Lord’s Glory.”

Yeahavah—God of Israel and all earthly and extraterrestrial creatures returned to begin the fight against Satan and his supporters. Besides, the Messiah should return soon, as it was promised. And do you remember what was next?

“Sure. The ark shot out of the angel wings as if they were laser—streams and destroyed all the satellites and machines trying to detect and to annihilate us. Afterwards, the Glory of the Lord created the dome of the power field around Jerusalem. We were safe. What joy there was! This is not possible to describe. How we loved these two. How many human assertions and thanks Yeahavah received! No—one was surprised—already earlier, thanks to Elias, we knew what our God is like. He was, after all, sent by Yeahavah to renew the true faith and restore God’s lost glory. Let us not forget that Jesus spoke about this, but hardly anybody paid any attention to him. And the Love of these two. Incredible. Don’t you think that it is wonderful, Isaac?”

“Some, however, say that the thing with Elias’s Love was not always that good. Reportedly they met in uninteresting circumstances. And there were always some obstacles.”

“Maybe it was so. I heard about this, too. There were times when she loved him very much, then she despaired. She abandoned him. He was far too much away from reality of the commonplaceness and too controversial. The theories which he preached could mean only trouble. She did not want to listen to him. She had her plans. She wished to live normally, like others. The future with him seemed to her uncertain, complicated and full of question marks. She expected stability, and not confusion and fights. It did not get to her when he was saying that something was wrong with this world. Such were those days. She was attracted to what was available, real. She thought and perceived as most of us. We must not judge her for this. Fortunately, everything ended well.”

“Reportedly Elias suffered very much when she left him. He thought about her every day, though—as they say—she gave him many reasons to forget her. Nonetheless, he did not do this. He believed that Love never stops—it is eternal. He lived with hope. He kept repeating to himself that his beloved would wake up, and they would be together till the end of time. He counted on getting her back.”

“Oh, you men. Sometimes you might be more romantic than women.”

“What, don’t you like the model of the prince and the fairy—tale princess?” saying this, Isaac laughed.

“I do like it, I really do. However, remember that she is now endlessly trying to catch up with the past, though he does not require this from her. Everybody perceives it so. Have a good look at her behavior. This simply is visible.”

“On the other hand, who needs this entire philosophy? Apparently their ways must have been like these. Maybe if they had not been separated for some time, the prophet would not have written all these books, and we would be human-robots now. I think that Yeahavah planned all that.”

“I find it difficult not to agree with you, Isaac. I sense that this month the Messiah will appear,” added Rebecca, then approached her husband and kissed him passionately on the mouth.

“I hope you are right, sweetheart. This marks the victorious fight under the leadership of Jesus against Satan and his all supporters.”

“Not only, Isaac. It is the time when the Church will be raised to heaven to greet Our Lord—Jesus Christ, the king of Earthlings. This means that we will be changed. We will receive new, indestructible bodies. Thanks to this, we will become immortal.”

“I know, Rebecca. Shortly after this, there will be resurrections of the just. What most excites me is the thought that, together with the Heavenly Army, we will start the fight against evil, and we will win. You remember what was said by Elias?”

“Yes. Sometimes he repeated that he would lead our army as the commander of the West Part of Heaven. He simply believes that we, earthlings, will fight. I think that this is his obsession and at the same time the desire to thank Yeahavah for creating us, earthlings.”

“Really, Rebecca, he probably believes in this. And I believe in what Elias says.”

“Yes, we do not have reasons not to trust him. He always wanted to fight as one of the generals of the Heavenly Army commanded by Jesus. He did not hide this, though this sounds a little absurd and unreal.”

“But what is strange about it? Anyway, notice that what once seemed to all normal and desirable, turned out to be an illusion leading to death. The sodomite—Babylonian world dominated by matter, money, false beliefs, consumption, debauchary and violence fell down in one single moment. Love and the truth won.”

“It is difficult to deny your words, Isaac. Most importantly, Satan will be imprisoned for thousands of years, and the lake of sulphur and fire is already waiting for his supporters.”

“I do not suppose that they will surrender voluntarily. The fight awaits us. However, afterwards it will be calm for some time.”

“I know. We will reign together with Jesus for a thousand of years. Later, as you know, Satan will be freed to beguile nations.”

“This is not, Rebecca, the optimistic variant. The word to beguile terrifies me. Is that a part of these people who died but did not resurrect like these who were considered to be the just?”

“I think that so. They will surround our Holy City. However, their end will be unpleasant. Afterwards, it is known, the Last Judgement over the remaining ones. And those not recorded in the Book of life and the opponents of Yeahavah will be thrown into the lake of sulphur and fire where their souls and new bodily coatings will experience suffering till the end of time.”

“Terrible vision, Rebecca. And New Jerusalem?”

“I suppose that it will be wonderful. Sometimes I try to imagine this day. The day when together with Our Lord and the king—With Jesus we will remain subjects under the scepter of the King of Kings—God Yeahavah. There will be no violence and death any longer. And Love will be the only purpose and food.”

“Let us hope everything will be the way you speak, my dearest.”

The optimism which reigned in the minds of Isaac and Rebecca was an ideal reflection of the moods of the entire community aggregated around the prophet. The success in the fight against the opponents of Yeahavah every day confirmed that. However, there was something that nobody absolutely had any idea of. The prophet bore a secret in himself. In his soul he was carrying something that was, in a way, one of his obsessions. Maybe it is idiotic, but Elias was afraid that some time or other he together with his sweetheart would be betrayed—like the Master. He thought that only when all the misfortunes descended on him and his charges, Messiah would return to the earth to begin the fight against the opponents of God. Fortunately, he was not fully convinced whether this ominous thought, not leaving him alone for many years, was a real prediction of the future or maybe it was just a product of his imagination. It was good that these misgivings appeared very rarely. The atmosphere prevailing within the Jerusalem community did not allow dark thoughts. And first of all, he was overfilled with love of his sweetheart, which permitted him, at least now, to forget about this. And regarding the future, only passing time was supposed to show whether the anxieties of Elias would turn out to be right. Besides, the prophet was absolutely sure of one thing. He believed boundlessly that regardless of what would happen soon, finally, there would be a happy ending and they would live in the Kingdom of God Yeahavah—in the Kingdom of Love.

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