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Didnt actually realize this was true and hiding in plain sight:

Demon - spirits of the children of angels whos bodies were taken away by God in the flood, who now enter into humans that do not belong to God and act through them to deceive, manipulate, enslave and use others.

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Slowly the slaves followed one another, each carrying a polished stone. Four lines, each a kilometer and a half long, were guarded by guards, from the stonecutters to the place where the construction of the fortress city had begun. One armed guardsman was responsible for a dozen slaves.

At the side of the walking slaves, on top of a thirteen — meter-high man-made mountain of polished stones, sat cratius, one of the high priests; for four months, He had watched in silence. No one distracted him, no one even dared to interrupt his thoughts with a glance. The slaves and guards saw the artificial mountain with the throne on top as an integral part of the landscape. And no one paid any attention to the man who sat motionless on the throne, or strolled on the platform at the top of the mountain.

Kratius set himself the task of rebuilding the state, strengthening the power of the priests for a thousand years, subjecting all the people of the Earth to them, making them all, including the rulers of the States, slaves of the priests.

One day Cratius went down, leaving his double on the throne. The priest changed his clothes and removed his wig. He ordered the chief of the guard to be chained like a common slave and placed in a line behind a young and strong slave named Nard.

As cratius studied the faces of the slaves, He noticed that the young man's eyes were searching and appraising, not roving or distant like many others'. Narda face was concentrated and thoughtful, then worried. So he must have some plan of his own, the priest realized, but he wanted to be sure how accurate his observation was.

Two days Kratom watching Backgammon, silently dragging stones, sat next to him during the meal and slept next to his bunk. On the third night, as soon as the command to "Sleep" was given, Kratius turned to the young slave and whispered a question addressed to some unknown person in a tone of bitterness and despair:

— Is this going to go on for the rest of your life?"

The priest saw the young slave start and instantly turn to face the priest, his eyes glittering. They glittered, even in the dim light of the big bunkhouse's burners.

— It won't last long. I think of a plan. And you, old man, can take part in it, — the young slave whispered.

— What's the plan? the priest asked with a sigh.

Nard explained hotly and confidently:

— And you, old man, and I, and all of us, will soon be free men, not slaves.

Count it, old man: for every ten slaves there is one guard.

And the fifteen female slaves who cook and sew clothes are also watched by a single guard.

If, at the appointed hour, we all attack the guards, we will defeat them. Let the guards be armed and we be chained. There are ten of us each, and the chains can also be used as weapons, exposing them to the sword. We will disarm all the guards, bind them, and take possession of the weapons.

"Ah, young man," Kratios sighed again, and said, as if without emotion, " your plan is half — formed: the guards who are watching us can be disarmed, but soon the ruler will send new ones, perhaps even an entire army, and kill the rebellious slaves.

— I thought of that, too, old man. We must choose a time when there will be no army.

And that time is coming. We all see how the army is being prepared for the campaign. Prepare provisions for three months of travel. So, in three months, the army will come to the designated place and engage in battle.

In battle, it will weaken, but it will win, and it will capture many new slaves.

New barracks are already being built for them. We must begin disarming the guards as soon as our ruler's army engages another army. It will take a month for messengers to deliver a message that an immediate return is required. The weakened army will return for at least three months. In four months, we will be able to prepare for the meeting. There will be as many of us as there are soldiers in the army. The captured slaves will want to be with us when they see what has happened. I got it right, old man.

— Yes, young man, you with a plan, with your thoughts can disarm the guards and win the victory over the army — - the priest answered already encouragingly and added — - but then what will the slaves do and what will happen to the rulers, guards and soldiers?

— I've been thinking about that for a while. And while it comes to mind one thing: all who were slaves, will not be slaves. All those who today are not slaves, slaves to be — as if thinking aloud, not quite confidently replied Nard.

"And the priests?" Tell me, young man, whether or not you will be a slave of the priests when you win?

"The priests?" I didn't think about that either. But now I assume that the priests will remain as they are. They are listened to by the slaves, the rulers. Although it is sometimes difficult to understand them, I think they are harmless. Let them tell us about the gods, but we know how to live our lives better.

— Whatever is best is good, " the priest replied, and pretended to be very sleepy.

But Kratius did not sleep that night. He was thinking."Of course," thought Kratius, " the easiest way to inform the ruler of the plot is to capture the young slave, he is clearly the main inspiration for others. But that won't solve the problem.

The desire for liberation from slavery will always be with the slaves.

New leaders will appear, new plans will be developed, and if so, the main threat to the state will always be present within the state."

Kratius had a task: to develop a plan to enslave the entire world.

He knew that physical violence alone would not achieve his goal. It is necessary to have a psychological impact on each person, on entire Nations. It is necessary to transform human thought, to impress upon everyone: slavery is the highest good. It is necessary to launch a self-developing program that will disorient entire peoples in space, time and concepts. But the most important thing is an adequate perception of reality. Kratios's mind was working faster, and he could no longer feel his body, the heavy shackles on his arms and legs. And then, like a flash of lightning, the program appeared. Not yet detailed or explicable, but already felt and searing in its scale. Kratius felt himself the sole ruler of the world.

The priest lay on the bed, shackled, and admired himself: "Tomorrow morning, when they take everyone to work, I will give a conditional sign, and the head of the guard will order to take me out of the line of slaves, remove the shackles. I will detail my program, say a few words, and the world will begin to change. Unbelievable! Just a few words — and the whole world will obey me, my thought. God has indeed given man a power that has no equal in the Universe, this power is human thought. It produces words and changes the course of history. The situation was extremely successful. The slaves prepared a plan of revolt. It is rational, this plan, and can clearly lead to a positive intermediate result for them. But I, just a few phrases, not only them, but also the descendants of today's slaves, and the rulers of the earth, to be slaves for thousands of years to come."

URM, at a sign from Kratius, the chief of the guard removed his shackles. And the next day the other five priests and the Pharaoh were invited to his observation platform.

Before the audience Kratius began his speech:

— What you are about to hear must not be recorded or retold. There are no walls around us, and my words will not be heard by anyone but you. I have devised a way to turn all the people living on Earth into slaves of our Pharaoh. To do this, even with the help of numerous troops and grueling wars, is impossible. But I'll do it in a few sentences.

It will take only two days after they are uttered, and you will see how the world will begin to change.

See: below, long lines of chained slaves carry one stone at a time. They are guarded by many soldiers. The more slaves, the better for the state — so we have always believed. But the more slaves there are, the more one has to fear their revolt. We're increasing security. We have to feed our slaves well, otherwise they will not be able to perform hard physical work. But they are still lazy and prone to rebellion. See how slowly they move, and the lazy guards do not drive them with whips or beat them, even healthy and strong slaves. But they will move much faster. They won't need guards. The guards will also become slaves. You can do this like this.

Let today, before sunset, the heralds will spread the decree of the Pharaoh, which will say: "With the dawn of a new day, all slaves are granted complete freedom. For each stone delivered to the city, a free person will receive one coin. Coins can be exchanged for food, clothing, housing, a Palace in the city, and the city itself. You are now free men."
When the priests realized what Kratios had said, one of them, the oldest, said, " You are a demon, Kratios. You conceived demonism many of the peoples of the earth will cover. — Let the demon I, and me conceived let people in the future call democracy. The decree was read to the slaves at sunset, and they were astonished, and many of them did not sleep at night, thinking of a new happy life. On the morning of the next day, the priests and the Pharaoh again ascended to the platform of the artificial mountain. The picture that presented itself to their eyes was astounding. Thousands of people, former slaves, raced to get the same stones as before. Sweating, many carried two stones. Others, who had one each, ran, kicking up dust. Some of the guards were also carrying rocks. People who considered themselves free — after all, they were removed from the shackles-sought to get as many coveted coins as possible to build their happy lives. Kratius spent several more months on his platform, watching with satisfaction what was happening below. And the changes were huge. Some of the slaves gathered in small groups, built carts, and loaded them to the top with stones, sweating, and pushed these carts. "They will invent many more devices," Kratios thought to himself with satisfaction, " and now there are internal services: water and food carriers." Some of the slaves ate on the move, not wanting to waste time on the way to the barracks for meals,and paid with the coins they received. "It is necessary, and healers appeared at them: directly on the move help to victims is provided, and also for coins. And traffic controllers were chosen. They will soon choose their superiors and judges. Let them choose: they, after all, consider themselves free, but the essence has not changed, they still carry stones... " So they run through the millennia, in the dust, sweating, dragging heavy stones. And today, the descendants of those slaves continue their senseless run.
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Slowly the slaves followed one another, each carrying a polished stone. Four lines, each a kilometer and a half long, were guarded by guards, from the stonecutters to the place where the construction of the fortress city had begun. One armed guardsman was responsible for a dozen slaves.

At the side of the walking slaves, on top of a thirteen — meter-high man-made mountain of polished stones, sat cratius, one of the high priests; for four months, He had watched in silence. No one distracted him, no one even dared to interrupt his thoughts with a glance. The slaves and guards saw the artificial mountain with the throne on top as an integral part of the landscape. And no one paid any attention to the man who sat motionless on the throne, or strolled on the platform at the top of the mountain.

Kratius set himself the task of rebuilding the state, strengthening the power of the priests for a thousand years, subjecting all the people of the Earth to them, making them all, including the rulers of the States, slaves of the priests.

One day Cratius went down, leaving his double on the throne. The priest changed his clothes and removed his wig. He ordered the chief of the guard to be chained like a common slave and placed in a line behind a young and strong slave named Nard.

As cratius studied the faces of the slaves, He noticed that the young man's eyes were searching and appraising, not roving or distant like many others'. Narda face was concentrated and thoughtful, then worried. So he must have some plan of his own, the priest realized, but he wanted to be sure how accurate his observation was.

Two days Kratom watching Backgammon, silently dragging stones, sat next to him during the meal and slept next to his bunk. On the third night, as soon as the command to "Sleep" was given, Kratius turned to the young slave and whispered a question addressed to some unknown person in a tone of bitterness and despair:

— Is this going to go on for the rest of your life?"

The priest saw the young slave start and instantly turn to face the priest, his eyes glittering. They glittered, even in the dim light of the big bunkhouse's burners.

— It won't last long. I think of a plan. And you, old man, can take part in it, — the young slave whispered.

— What's the plan? the priest asked with a sigh.

Nard explained hotly and confidently:

— And you, old man, and I, and all of us, will soon be free men, not slaves.

Count it, old man: for every ten slaves there is one guard.

And the fifteen female slaves who cook and sew clothes are also watched by a single guard.

If, at the appointed hour, we all attack the guards, we will defeat them. Let the guards be armed and we be chained. There are ten of us each, and the chains can also be used as weapons, exposing them to the sword. We will disarm all the guards, bind them, and take possession of the weapons.

"Ah, young man," Kratios sighed again, and said, as if without emotion, " your plan is half — formed: the guards who are watching us can be disarmed, but soon the ruler will send new ones, perhaps even an entire army, and kill the rebellious slaves.

— I thought of that, too, old man. We must choose a time when there will be no army.

And that time is coming. We all see how the army is being prepared for the campaign. Prepare provisions for three months of travel. So, in three months, the army will come to the designated place and engage in battle.

In battle, it will weaken, but it will win, and it will capture many new slaves.

New barracks are already being built for them. We must begin disarming the guards as soon as our ruler's army engages another army. It will take a month for messengers to deliver a message that an immediate return is required. The weakened army will return for at least three months. In four months, we will be able to prepare for the meeting. There will be as many of us as there are soldiers in the army. The captured slaves will want to be with us when they see what has happened. I got it right, old man.

— Yes, young man, you with a plan, with your thoughts can disarm the guards and win the victory over the army — - the priest answered already encouragingly and added — - but then what will the slaves do and what will happen to the rulers, guards and soldiers?

— I've been thinking about that for a while. And while it comes to mind one thing: all who were slaves, will not be slaves. All those who today are not slaves, slaves to be — as if thinking aloud, not quite confidently replied Nard.

"And the priests?" Tell me, young man, whether or not you will be a slave of the priests when you win?

"The priests?" I didn't think about that either. But now I assume that the priests will remain as they are. They are listened to by the slaves, the rulers. Although it is sometimes difficult to understand them, I think they are harmless. Let them tell us about the gods, but we know how to live our lives better.

— Whatever is best is good, " the priest replied, and pretended to be very sleepy.

But Kratius did not sleep that night. He was thinking."Of course," thought Kratius, " the easiest way to inform the ruler of the plot is to capture the young slave, he is clearly the main inspiration for others. But that won't solve the problem.

The desire for liberation from slavery will always be with the slaves.

New leaders will appear, new plans will be developed, and if so, the main threat to the state will always be present within the state."

Kratius had a task: to develop a plan to enslave the entire world.

He knew that physical violence alone would not achieve his goal. It is necessary to have a psychological impact on each person, on entire Nations. It is necessary to transform human thought, to impress upon everyone: slavery is the highest good. It is necessary to launch a self-developing program that will disorient entire peoples in space, time and concepts. But the most important thing is an adequate perception of reality. Kratios's mind was working faster, and he could no longer feel his body, the heavy shackles on his arms and legs. And then, like a flash of lightning, the program appeared. Not yet detailed or explicable, but already felt and searing in its scale. Kratius felt himself the sole ruler of the world.

The priest lay on the bed, shackled, and admired himself: "Tomorrow morning, when they take everyone to work, I will give a conditional sign, and the head of the guard will order to take me out of the line of slaves, remove the shackles. I will detail my program, say a few words, and the world will begin to change. Unbelievable! Just a few words — and the whole world will obey me, my thought. God has indeed given man a power that has no equal in the Universe, this power is human thought. It produces words and changes the course of history. The situation was extremely successful. The slaves prepared a plan of revolt. It is rational, this plan, and can clearly lead to a positive intermediate result for them. But I, just a few phrases, not only them, but also the descendants of today's slaves, and the rulers of the earth, to be slaves for thousands of years to come."

URM, at a sign from Kratius, the chief of the guard removed his shackles. And the next day the other five priests and the Pharaoh were invited to his observation platform.

Before the audience Kratius began his speech:

— What you are about to hear must not be recorded or retold. There are no walls around us, and my words will not be heard by anyone but you. I have devised a way to turn all the people living on Earth into slaves of our Pharaoh. To do this, even with the help of numerous troops and grueling wars, is impossible. But I'll do it in a few sentences.

It will take only two days after they are uttered, and you will see how the world will begin to change.

See: below, long lines of chained slaves carry one stone at a time. They are guarded by many soldiers. The more slaves, the better for the state — so we have always believed. But the more slaves there are, the more one has to fear their revolt. We're increasing security. We have to feed our slaves well, otherwise they will not be able to perform hard physical work. But they are still lazy and prone to rebellion. See how slowly they move, and the lazy guards do not drive them with whips or beat them, even healthy and strong slaves. But they will move much faster. They won't need guards. The guards will also become slaves. You can do this like this.

Let today, before sunset, the heralds will spread the decree of the Pharaoh, which will say: "With the dawn of a new day, all slaves are granted complete freedom. For each stone delivered to the city, a free person will receive one coin. Coins can be exchanged for food, clothing, housing, a Palace in the city, and the city itself. You are now free men."
When the priests realized what Kratios had said, one of them, the oldest, said, " You are a demon, Kratios. You conceived demonism many of the peoples of the earth will cover. — Let the demon I, and me conceived let people in the future call democracy. The decree was read to the slaves at sunset, and they were astonished, and many of them did not sleep at night, thinking of a new happy life. On the morning of the next day, the priests and the Pharaoh again ascended to the platform of the artificial mountain. The picture that presented itself to their eyes was astounding. Thousands of people, former slaves, raced to get the same stones as before. Sweating, many carried two stones. Others, who had one each, ran, kicking up dust. Some of the guards were also carrying rocks. People who considered themselves free — after all, they were removed from the shackles-sought to get as many coveted coins as possible to build their happy lives. Kratius spent several more months on his platform, watching with satisfaction what was happening below. And the changes were huge. Some of the slaves gathered in small groups, built carts, and loaded them to the top with stones, sweating, and pushed these carts. "They will invent many more devices," Kratios thought to himself with satisfaction, " and now there are internal services: water and food carriers." Some of the slaves ate on the move, not wanting to waste time on the way to the barracks for meals,and paid with the coins they received. "It is necessary, and healers appeared at them: directly on the move help to victims is provided, and also for coins. And traffic controllers were chosen. They will soon choose their superiors and judges. Let them choose: they, after all, consider themselves free, but the essence has not changed, they still carry stones... " So they run through the millennia, in the dust, sweating, dragging heavy stones. And today, the descendants of those slaves continue their senseless run.
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Slowly the slaves followed one another, each carrying a polished stone. Four lines, each a kilometer and a half long, were guarded by guards, from the stonecutters to the place where the construction of the fortress city had begun. One armed guardsman was responsible for a dozen slaves.

At the side of the walking slaves, on top of a thirteen — meter-high man-made mountain of polished stones, sat cratius, one of the high priests; for four months, He had watched in silence. No one distracted him, no one even dared to interrupt his thoughts with a glance. The slaves and guards saw the artificial mountain with the throne on top as an integral part of the landscape. And no one paid any attention to the man who sat motionless on the throne, or strolled on the platform at the top of the mountain.

Kratius set himself the task of rebuilding the state, strengthening the power of the priests for a thousand years, subjecting all the people of the Earth to them, making them all, including the rulers of the States, slaves of the priests.

One day Cratius went down, leaving his double on the throne. The priest changed his clothes and removed his wig. He ordered the chief of the guard to be chained like a common slave and placed in a line behind a young and strong slave named Nard.

As cratius studied the faces of the slaves, He noticed that the young man's eyes were searching and appraising, not roving or distant like many others'. Narda face was concentrated and thoughtful, then worried. So he must have some plan of his own, the priest realized, but he wanted to be sure how accurate his observation was.

Two days Kratom watching Backgammon, silently dragging stones, sat next to him during the meal and slept next to his bunk. On the third night, as soon as the command to "Sleep" was given, Kratius turned to the young slave and whispered a question addressed to some unknown person in a tone of bitterness and despair:

— Is this going to go on for the rest of your life?"

The priest saw the young slave start and instantly turn to face the priest, his eyes glittering. They glittered, even in the dim light of the big bunkhouse's burners.

— It won't last long. I think of a plan. And you, old man, can take part in it, — the young slave whispered.

— What's the plan? the priest asked with a sigh.

Nard explained hotly and confidently:

— And you, old man, and I, and all of us, will soon be free men, not slaves.

Count it, old man: for every ten slaves there is one guard.

And the fifteen female slaves who cook and sew clothes are also watched by a single guard.

If, at the appointed hour, we all attack the guards, we will defeat them. Let the guards be armed and we be chained. There are ten of us each, and the chains can also be used as weapons, exposing them to the sword. We will disarm all the guards, bind them, and take possession of the weapons.

"Ah, young man," Kratios sighed again, and said, as if without emotion, " your plan is half — formed: the guards who are watching us can be disarmed, but soon the ruler will send new ones, perhaps even an entire army, and kill the rebellious slaves.

— I thought of that, too, old man. We must choose a time when there will be no army.

And that time is coming. We all see how the army is being prepared for the campaign. Prepare provisions for three months of travel. So, in three months, the army will come to the designated place and engage in battle.

In battle, it will weaken, but it will win, and it will capture many new slaves.

New barracks are already being built for them. We must begin disarming the guards as soon as our ruler's army engages another army. It will take a month for messengers to deliver a message that an immediate return is required. The weakened army will return for at least three months. In four months, we will be able to prepare for the meeting. There will be as many of us as there are soldiers in the army. The captured slaves will want to be with us when they see what has happened. I got it right, old man.

— Yes, young man, you with a plan, with your thoughts can disarm the guards and win the victory over the army — - the priest answered already encouragingly and added — - but then what will the slaves do and what will happen to the rulers, guards and soldiers?

— I've been thinking about that for a while. And while it comes to mind one thing: all who were slaves, will not be slaves. All those who today are not slaves, slaves to be — as if thinking aloud, not quite confidently replied Nard.

"And the priests?" Tell me, young man, whether or not you will be a slave of the priests when you win?

"The priests?" I didn't think about that either. But now I assume that the priests will remain as they are. They are listened to by the slaves, the rulers. Although it is sometimes difficult to understand them, I think they are harmless. Let them tell us about the gods, but we know how to live our lives better.

— Whatever is best is good, " the priest replied, and pretended to be very sleepy.

But Kratius did not sleep that night. He was thinking."Of course," thought Kratius, " the easiest way to inform the ruler of the plot is to capture the young slave, he is clearly the main inspiration for others. But that won't solve the problem.

The desire for liberation from slavery will always be with the slaves.

New leaders will appear, new plans will be developed, and if so, the main threat to the state will always be present within the state."

Kratius had a task: to develop a plan to enslave the entire world.

He knew that physical violence alone would not achieve his goal. It is necessary to have a psychological impact on each person, on entire Nations. It is necessary to transform human thought, to impress upon everyone: slavery is the highest good. It is necessary to launch a self-developing program that will disorient entire peoples in space, time and concepts. But the most important thing is an adequate perception of reality. Kratios's mind was working faster, and he could no longer feel his body, the heavy shackles on his arms and legs. And then, like a flash of lightning, the program appeared. Not yet detailed or explicable, but already felt and searing in its scale. Kratius felt himself the sole ruler of the world.

The priest lay on the bed, shackled, and admired himself: "Tomorrow morning, when they take everyone to work, I will give a conditional sign, and the head of the guard will order to take me out of the line of slaves, remove the shackles. I will detail my program, say a few words, and the world will begin to change. Unbelievable! Just a few words — and the whole world will obey me, my thought. God has indeed given man a power that has no equal in the Universe, this power is human thought. It produces words and changes the course of history. The situation was extremely successful. The slaves prepared a plan of revolt. It is rational, this plan, and can clearly lead to a positive intermediate result for them. But I, just a few phrases, not only them, but also the descendants of today's slaves, and the rulers of the earth, to be slaves for thousands of years to come."

URM, at a sign from Kratius, the chief of the guard removed his shackles. And the next day the other five priests and the Pharaoh were invited to his observation platform.

Before the audience Kratius began his speech:

— What you are about to hear must not be recorded or retold. There are no walls around us, and my words will not be heard by anyone but you. I have devised a way to turn all the people living on Earth into slaves of our Pharaoh. To do this, even with the help of numerous troops and grueling wars, is impossible. But I'll do it in a few sentences.

It will take only two days after they are uttered, and you will see how the world will begin to change.

See: below, long lines of chained slaves carry one stone at a time. They are guarded by many soldiers. The more slaves, the better for the state — so we have always believed. But the more slaves there are, the more one has to fear their revolt. We're increasing security. We have to feed our slaves well, otherwise they will not be able to perform hard physical work. But they are still lazy and prone to rebellion. See how slowly they move, and the lazy guards do not drive them with whips or beat them, even healthy and strong slaves. But they will move much faster. They won't need guards. The guards will also become slaves. You can do this like this.

Let today, before sunset, the heralds will spread the decree of the Pharaoh, which will say: "With the dawn of a new day, all slaves are granted complete freedom. For each stone delivered to the city, a free person will receive one coin. Coins can be exchanged for food, clothing, housing, a Palace in the city, and the city itself. You are now free men."
When the priests realized what Kratios had said, one of them, the oldest, said, " You are a demon, Kratios. You conceived demonism many of the peoples of the earth will cover. — Let the demon I, and me conceived let people in the future call democracy. The decree was read to the slaves at sunset, and they were astonished, and many of them did not sleep at night, thinking of a new happy life. On the morning of the next day, the priests and the Pharaoh again ascended to the platform of the artificial mountain. The picture that presented itself to their eyes was astounding. Thousands of people, former slaves, raced to get the same stones as before. Sweating, many carried two stones. Others, who had one each, ran, kicking up dust. Some of the guards were also carrying rocks. People who considered themselves free — after all, they were removed from the shackles-sought to get as many coveted coins as possible to build their happy lives. Kratius spent several more months on his platform, watching with satisfaction what was happening below. And the changes were huge. Some of the slaves gathered in small groups, built carts, and loaded them to the top with stones, sweating, and pushed these carts. "They will invent many more devices," Kratios thought to himself with satisfaction, " and now there are internal services: water and food carriers." Some of the slaves ate on the move, not wanting to waste time on the way to the barracks for meals,and paid with the coins they received. "It is necessary, and healers appeared at them: directly on the move help to victims is provided, and also for coins. And traffic controllers were chosen. They will soon choose their superiors and judges. Let them choose: they, after all, consider themselves free, but the essence has not changed, they still carry stones... " So they run through the millennia, in the dust, sweating, dragging heavy stones. And today, the descendants of those slaves continue their senseless run.
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That's a good example of what the demons came up with to use everyone as slaves.
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Slowly the slaves followed one another, each carrying a polished stone. Four lines, each a kilometer and a half long, were guarded by guards, from the stonecutters to the place where the construction of the fortress city had begun. One armed guardsman was responsible for a dozen slaves.

At the side of the walking slaves, on top of a thirteen — meter-high man-made mountain of polished stones, sat cratius, one of the high priests; for four months, He had watched in silence. No one distracted him, no one even dared to interrupt his thoughts with a glance. The slaves and guards saw the artificial mountain with the throne on top as an integral part of the landscape. And no one paid any attention to the man who sat motionless on the throne, or strolled on the platform at the top of the mountain.

Kratius set himself the task of rebuilding the state, strengthening the power of the priests for a thousand years, subjecting all the people of the Earth to them, making them all, including the rulers of the States, slaves of the priests.

One day Cratius went down, leaving his double on the throne. The priest changed his clothes and removed his wig. He ordered the chief of the guard to be chained like a common slave and placed in a line behind a young and strong slave named Nard.

As cratius studied the faces of the slaves, He noticed that the young man's eyes were searching and appraising, not roving or distant like many others'. Narda face was concentrated and thoughtful, then worried. So he must have some plan of his own, the priest realized, but he wanted to be sure how accurate his observation was.

Two days Kratom watching Backgammon, silently dragging stones, sat next to him during the meal and slept next to his bunk. On the third night, as soon as the command to "Sleep" was given, Kratius turned to the young slave and whispered a question addressed to some unknown person in a tone of bitterness and despair:

— Is this going to go on for the rest of your life?"

The priest saw the young slave start and instantly turn to face the priest, his eyes glittering. They glittered, even in the dim light of the big bunkhouse's burners.

— It won't last long. I think of a plan. And you, old man, can take part in it, — the young slave whispered.

— What's the plan? the priest asked with a sigh.

Nard explained hotly and confidently:

— And you, old man, and I, and all of us, will soon be free men, not slaves.

Count it, old man: for every ten slaves there is one guard.

And the fifteen female slaves who cook and sew clothes are also watched by a single guard.

If, at the appointed hour, we all attack the guards, we will defeat them. Let the guards be armed and we be chained. There are ten of us each, and the chains can also be used as weapons, exposing them to the sword. We will disarm all the guards, bind them, and take possession of the weapons.

"Ah, young man," Kratios sighed again, and said, as if without emotion, " your plan is half — formed: the guards who are watching us can be disarmed, but soon the ruler will send new ones, perhaps even an entire army, and kill the rebellious slaves.

— I thought of that, too, old man. We must choose a time when there will be no army.

And that time is coming. We all see how the army is being prepared for the campaign. Prepare provisions for three months of travel. So, in three months, the army will come to the designated place and engage in battle.

In battle, it will weaken, but it will win, and it will capture many new slaves.

New barracks are already being built for them. We must begin disarming the guards as soon as our ruler's army engages another army. It will take a month for messengers to deliver a message that an immediate return is required. The weakened army will return for at least three months. In four months, we will be able to prepare for the meeting. There will be as many of us as there are soldiers in the army. The captured slaves will want to be with us when they see what has happened. I got it right, old man.

— Yes, young man, you with a plan, with your thoughts can disarm the guards and win the victory over the army — - the priest answered already encouragingly and added — - but then what will the slaves do and what will happen to the rulers, guards and soldiers?

— I've been thinking about that for a while. And while it comes to mind one thing: all who were slaves, will not be slaves. All those who today are not slaves, slaves to be — as if thinking aloud, not quite confidently replied Nard.

"And the priests?" Tell me, young man, whether or not you will be a slave of the priests when you win?

"The priests?" I didn't think about that either. But now I assume that the priests will remain as they are. They are listened to by the slaves, the rulers. Although it is sometimes difficult to understand them, I think they are harmless. Let them tell us about the gods, but we know how to live our lives better.

— Whatever is best is good, " the priest replied, and pretended to be very sleepy.

But Kratius did not sleep that night. He was thinking."Of course," thought Kratius, " the easiest way to inform the ruler of the plot is to capture the young slave, he is clearly the main inspiration for others. But that won't solve the problem.

The desire for liberation from slavery will always be with the slaves.

New leaders will appear, new plans will be developed, and if so, the main threat to the state will always be present within the state."

Kratius had a task: to develop a plan to enslave the entire world.

He knew that physical violence alone would not achieve his goal. It is necessary to have a psychological impact on each person, on entire Nations. It is necessary to transform human thought, to impress upon everyone: slavery is the highest good. It is necessary to launch a self-developing program that will disorient entire peoples in space, time and concepts. But the most important thing is an adequate perception of reality. Kratios's mind was working faster, and he could no longer feel his body, the heavy shackles on his arms and legs. And then, like a flash of lightning, the program appeared. Not yet detailed or explicable, but already felt and searing in its scale. Kratius felt himself the sole ruler of the world.

The priest lay on the bed, shackled, and admired himself: "Tomorrow morning, when they take everyone to work, I will give a conditional sign, and the head of the guard will order to take me out of the line of slaves, remove the shackles. I will detail my program, say a few words, and the world will begin to change. Unbelievable! Just a few words — and the whole world will obey me, my thought. God has indeed given man a power that has no equal in the Universe, this power is human thought. It produces words and changes the course of history. The situation was extremely successful. The slaves prepared a plan of revolt. It is rational, this plan, and can clearly lead to a positive intermediate result for them. But I, just a few phrases, not only them, but also the descendants of today's slaves, and the rulers of the earth, to be slaves for thousands of years to come."

URM, at a sign from Kratius, the chief of the guard removed his shackles. And the next day the other five priests and the Pharaoh were invited to his observation platform.

Before the audience Kratius began his speech:

— What you are about to hear must not be recorded or retold. There are no walls around us, and my words will not be heard by anyone but you. I have devised a way to turn all the people living on Earth into slaves of our Pharaoh. To do this, even with the help of numerous troops and grueling wars, is impossible. But I'll do it in a few sentences.

It will take only two days after they are uttered, and you will see how the world will begin to change.

See: below, long lines of chained slaves carry one stone at a time. They are guarded by many soldiers. The more slaves, the better for the state — so we have always believed. But the more slaves there are, the more one has to fear their revolt. We're increasing security. We have to feed our slaves well, otherwise they will not be able to perform hard physical work. But they are still lazy and prone to rebellion. See how slowly they move, and the lazy guards do not drive them with whips or beat them, even healthy and strong slaves. But they will move much faster. They won't need guards. The guards will also become slaves. You can do this like this.

Let today, before sunset, the heralds will spread the decree of the Pharaoh, which will say: "With the dawn of a new day, all slaves are granted complete freedom. For each stone delivered to the city, a free person will receive one coin. Coins can be exchanged for food, clothing, housing, a Palace in the city, and the city itself. You are now free men."
When the priests realized what Kratios had said, one of them, the oldest, said, " You are a demon, Kratios. You conceived demonism many of the peoples of the earth will cover. — Let the demon I, and me conceived let people in the future call democracy. The decree was read to the slaves at sunset, and they were astonished, and many of them did not sleep at night, thinking of a new happy life. On the morning of the next day, the priests and the Pharaoh again ascended to the platform of the artificial mountain. The picture that presented itself to their eyes was astounding. Thousands of people, former slaves, raced to get the same stones as before. Sweating, many carried two stones. Others, who had one each, ran, kicking up dust. Some of the guards were also carrying rocks. People who considered themselves free — after all, they were removed from the shackles-sought to get as many coveted coins as possible to build their happy lives. Kratius spent several more months on his platform, watching with satisfaction what was happening below. And the changes were huge. Some of the slaves gathered in small groups, built carts, and loaded them to the top with stones, sweating, and pushed these carts. "They will invent many more devices," Kratios thought to himself with satisfaction, " and now there are internal services: water and food carriers." Some of the slaves ate on the move, not wanting to waste time on the way to the barracks for meals,and paid with the coins they received. "It is necessary, and healers appeared at them: directly on the move help to victims is provided, and also for coins. And traffic controllers were chosen. They will soon choose their superiors and judges. Let them choose: they, after all, consider themselves free, but the essence has not changed, they still carry stones... " So they run through the millennia, in the dust, sweating, dragging heavy stones. And today, the descendants of those slaves continue their senseless run.
 Quoting: Moscow 79212687


You should give Anastasia and her ghostwriter Megre' credit where credit is due!
This is quoted directly from 'The New Civilization'.

Anastasia offers us the best analogy I have ever read on how we got this way as Humans... so messed up.

We chase the coins for better or worse from birth to death.

Demon Cratius... you son-of-a-bitch!
"All you may know of heaven or hell is within your own self." - Edgar Cayce

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Re: DEMO(N)-Crat - Didnt actually realize this was true and hiding in plain sight.
Think selected inbreeding for many years on end in order to open your body up for your sprit to leave your body and for your head to be open enough to read people's thoughts. No aliens, only a bunch of inbreed sister fucking pieces of shit.





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