Post by georgek on Jan 4, 2017 4:29:29 GMT 1
The SS Cyrenia met her fate after that prophetic date of the 19th January 1949 when my mother's family made their maiden voyage to Britain. Never to sail again until it was extensively repaired after this great storm at 'The Shoe'
Helicopters were on standby and ready to pick survivors from mountainous seas as the Mediterranean raged once more. Water was already entering the port holes, filling the cabins as she rose and sank only to raise up again from the depths of the Mediterranean.
They prayed extensively as wave after wave hit the side of the ship like a mountain of black rock sending her down and down in the hope that she would not hit rocks. Sailors who had sailed the seas for over twenty five years had never seen anything like it. This was like the Titanic....only she did not sink, but instead limped into the port of Marseilles like an injured animal with dents in her bow listing to one side.
Setting Sail
My auntie Georgette, mother and grandma had to leave Cyprus due to wealth problems. My grandma had got engaged at 12 years of age with an arranged marriage to our famous family in Nicosia who can be read on the Internet. She married at 16 years and like all failed marriages they had to leave. My other aunty met a service man at the local army base and went to live in England three years before. Like all foreigners at that time, they were not welcome, but being British by occupancy, meant that at least they had a better life here. Things were hard and they arrived penniless. The life that the led in Cyprus, made it harder for them to adapt, as the common folk were now their superiors. Gone were the servants and maids they once had as here was a different life. Even to this day and down to upbringing, I find it difficult to adapt as I am constantly reminded who I am. We are the creatures of survival. You take away our money, love and life and we claw back up again, whilst others who had a better chance, just fall down. It what makes people.
The sun was shining on this warm summer's morn, as the ship sailed into Limassol Harbour. The week before, my mother was visited by The Saints who informed her, that she must light a candle for protection as the ship may sink!
After a few hours, she was on deck looking out to sea on this lovely morning, when an Arab looking gentleman said:- "Behold there will be a terrible storm soon as this is going to be very bad indeed!"
The captain arranged for the band to play on deck and everyone was lively. About 30 minutes later, the captain issued an emergency for everyone to go to their cabins and put their life jackets on.
My mum kept going in and out of consciousness as the ship had shook her senseless. She saw herself rising upwards, as the saints blew oxygen into her, as she gently rose and fell only to be reassured that this was not the end and that she would live. She never again saw this Arab, but never forgot his words as even the captain had no indication.
She took the four saints with her to England by which in the years to come, have provided miracles and saved our family from illness.
Their origin from the remelting of the paint is perhaps thousands of years old.
My Grandma
The facts are a bit vague, but she was the only child as her many sisters had died at birth. Eventually her parents had the saints painted from paint of other icons as to allow the next child to live.
My grandma survived. In Cyprus, she had contracted Pneumonia, Typhoid, Pleurisy, and even TB.
Miracles
Without the saints, I would not be here today. Call them what you like...UFOS, Spirits, angels...their power is awesome!
My mother said that the saints will protect me and my home, and to this day they have been loyal. Nor will they allow me to be attacked, as they are there to defend me. See the previous postings on the slaughter that I received on forums back in 2008. See the threats and the tasks that members gave only to lose time after time, to the stage where they say that I will be reported to the CIA and FBI for criminal invasion by way of hacking. There never was any hacking.. they just could not accept the truth.
Talking to the Icons
This is what I cannot understand about orthodox religion....
People go to church and pray and their god ignores them. When I ask why they keep going to church, they say that God is not meant to answer them.
When I talk to the icons, they talk back to me, and others say that I am mad. Me mad....but I get an answer and don't need to keep praying but they never get an answer and judge ME on their FAILURE!
Is it failure that we judge or success?
Hold on...listen....I am talking sense....
Do you go to a job and tell the boss how you failed at school with low marks to get the job? Eh? Comprende!
Then they say:- "Oh it is Satan who has come to take you away from accepting Jesus Christ as your one and only savour, and it is (listen) only through HIM that you can go to heaven"
"That the devil has poisoned your mind with these UFOS which are from Satan himself!"
So why has the Satan gone into four holy icons, painted off the four apostles John, Matthew, Luke and Mark in one of the most holiest monasteries in the Troodos Mountains of Cyprus?
As my life and my parents has been saved many times and I have prospered well so far, whilst others who have taken the other path, have had sorrow?
The Orthodox Way?
Ask any Christian about Jesus Christ and they will tell you, that by accepting him as the one and only god, no matter how old you are, will safeguard your entry into heaven. That is because you are not worthy on your own merit because your ancestors sinned over 4000 years ago!
Now tell me that I am wrong? They cannot!
Then put the argument of how a child who lives and dies a matter of weeks or even months can go to heaven before they are baptised?
Yer...you see...they get you, before you can open your mouth (or at least they try)
Ahh....now they search and search their bible for any clues...
But hold on....where is the fairness that a poor looking child who looks like a cherub is going to Hell?
They KNOW that they would get the child's mother's rolling pin on their head if little Tommy (all sweet and innocent) was to be tossed by one foot into the furnace.
"HOW DARE YOU...when my poor little baby cannot even talk yet!!"
So they shut their mouths and say:-
"Ahhh...but Jesus would know what path that child would have taken had it lived?"
So much for that...as I am going to have about a dozen prongs in my rump, when I have not even died yet! Should the good lord take me before someone bribes me with money.
The Answer
Reincarnation! A child that only lives a short while is down to a previous life that they may have terminated through suicide? Everyone has a path and an allotted time on this earth.
Some of you folks may already be in the aliens bad books, as they have had their eyes (all three) on you . They were looking for D*vid Icke last week, but caught Richard Br*nson instead. I will be blowed if I can tell the difference...as nor could they! I pity the probing iron as their ain't gonna be any Polo mints for a long time.
We found his Virgin badge on Hempstead Common as the last miracle was 2000 years ago. Just hope they put all his bits back the right way and that our bill does not go up? It will be a blooming miracle if he comes back at all? He always said he wanted to be the first Brit in space?
Helicopters were on standby and ready to pick survivors from mountainous seas as the Mediterranean raged once more. Water was already entering the port holes, filling the cabins as she rose and sank only to raise up again from the depths of the Mediterranean.
They prayed extensively as wave after wave hit the side of the ship like a mountain of black rock sending her down and down in the hope that she would not hit rocks. Sailors who had sailed the seas for over twenty five years had never seen anything like it. This was like the Titanic....only she did not sink, but instead limped into the port of Marseilles like an injured animal with dents in her bow listing to one side.
Setting Sail
My auntie Georgette, mother and grandma had to leave Cyprus due to wealth problems. My grandma had got engaged at 12 years of age with an arranged marriage to our famous family in Nicosia who can be read on the Internet. She married at 16 years and like all failed marriages they had to leave. My other aunty met a service man at the local army base and went to live in England three years before. Like all foreigners at that time, they were not welcome, but being British by occupancy, meant that at least they had a better life here. Things were hard and they arrived penniless. The life that the led in Cyprus, made it harder for them to adapt, as the common folk were now their superiors. Gone were the servants and maids they once had as here was a different life. Even to this day and down to upbringing, I find it difficult to adapt as I am constantly reminded who I am. We are the creatures of survival. You take away our money, love and life and we claw back up again, whilst others who had a better chance, just fall down. It what makes people.
The sun was shining on this warm summer's morn, as the ship sailed into Limassol Harbour. The week before, my mother was visited by The Saints who informed her, that she must light a candle for protection as the ship may sink!
After a few hours, she was on deck looking out to sea on this lovely morning, when an Arab looking gentleman said:- "Behold there will be a terrible storm soon as this is going to be very bad indeed!"
The captain arranged for the band to play on deck and everyone was lively. About 30 minutes later, the captain issued an emergency for everyone to go to their cabins and put their life jackets on.
My mum kept going in and out of consciousness as the ship had shook her senseless. She saw herself rising upwards, as the saints blew oxygen into her, as she gently rose and fell only to be reassured that this was not the end and that she would live. She never again saw this Arab, but never forgot his words as even the captain had no indication.
She took the four saints with her to England by which in the years to come, have provided miracles and saved our family from illness.
Their origin from the remelting of the paint is perhaps thousands of years old.
My Grandma
The facts are a bit vague, but she was the only child as her many sisters had died at birth. Eventually her parents had the saints painted from paint of other icons as to allow the next child to live.
My grandma survived. In Cyprus, she had contracted Pneumonia, Typhoid, Pleurisy, and even TB.
Miracles
Without the saints, I would not be here today. Call them what you like...UFOS, Spirits, angels...their power is awesome!
My mother said that the saints will protect me and my home, and to this day they have been loyal. Nor will they allow me to be attacked, as they are there to defend me. See the previous postings on the slaughter that I received on forums back in 2008. See the threats and the tasks that members gave only to lose time after time, to the stage where they say that I will be reported to the CIA and FBI for criminal invasion by way of hacking. There never was any hacking.. they just could not accept the truth.
Talking to the Icons
This is what I cannot understand about orthodox religion....
People go to church and pray and their god ignores them. When I ask why they keep going to church, they say that God is not meant to answer them.
When I talk to the icons, they talk back to me, and others say that I am mad. Me mad....but I get an answer and don't need to keep praying but they never get an answer and judge ME on their FAILURE!
Is it failure that we judge or success?
Hold on...listen....I am talking sense....
Do you go to a job and tell the boss how you failed at school with low marks to get the job? Eh? Comprende!
Then they say:- "Oh it is Satan who has come to take you away from accepting Jesus Christ as your one and only savour, and it is (listen) only through HIM that you can go to heaven"
"That the devil has poisoned your mind with these UFOS which are from Satan himself!"
So why has the Satan gone into four holy icons, painted off the four apostles John, Matthew, Luke and Mark in one of the most holiest monasteries in the Troodos Mountains of Cyprus?
As my life and my parents has been saved many times and I have prospered well so far, whilst others who have taken the other path, have had sorrow?
The Orthodox Way?
Ask any Christian about Jesus Christ and they will tell you, that by accepting him as the one and only god, no matter how old you are, will safeguard your entry into heaven. That is because you are not worthy on your own merit because your ancestors sinned over 4000 years ago!
Now tell me that I am wrong? They cannot!
Then put the argument of how a child who lives and dies a matter of weeks or even months can go to heaven before they are baptised?
Yer...you see...they get you, before you can open your mouth (or at least they try)
Ahh....now they search and search their bible for any clues...
But hold on....where is the fairness that a poor looking child who looks like a cherub is going to Hell?
They KNOW that they would get the child's mother's rolling pin on their head if little Tommy (all sweet and innocent) was to be tossed by one foot into the furnace.
"HOW DARE YOU...when my poor little baby cannot even talk yet!!"
So they shut their mouths and say:-
"Ahhh...but Jesus would know what path that child would have taken had it lived?"
So much for that...as I am going to have about a dozen prongs in my rump, when I have not even died yet! Should the good lord take me before someone bribes me with money.
The Answer
Reincarnation! A child that only lives a short while is down to a previous life that they may have terminated through suicide? Everyone has a path and an allotted time on this earth.
Some of you folks may already be in the aliens bad books, as they have had their eyes (all three) on you . They were looking for D*vid Icke last week, but caught Richard Br*nson instead. I will be blowed if I can tell the difference...as nor could they! I pity the probing iron as their ain't gonna be any Polo mints for a long time.
We found his Virgin badge on Hempstead Common as the last miracle was 2000 years ago. Just hope they put all his bits back the right way and that our bill does not go up? It will be a blooming miracle if he comes back at all? He always said he wanted to be the first Brit in space?