The Man from Shenandoah

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              The Man from Shenandoah
                                                                                Obedience to Almighty God
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                              But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and is righteousness;
                            and all these things shall be added unto you.” {Matthew 6:33}
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The below story is fiction, and is intended as not only a depiction but also a warning for us in the real world in which we live.  The story you will read herein is not my own, therefore it will be told from the viewpoint of a family, a family which lived thought the events described!  The family of David and Jennifer Liddell and their son Daniel were a traditional family of average income.   David was the sole breadwinner of the family, while Jennifer worked equally as hard, howbeit in the capacity of a homemaker.  Their only son David was in the Second Grade, and went to a neighborhood Elementary School in Way Arlington Virginia, not far form home.  Therefore it might be said that this is David Liddell’s story, and it will be told from his own perspective..   

 “And these are the generations of Isaac, Abraham’s son: Abraham, begat Isaac: And Isaac was fourty years old when he took Rebekah to wife, the daughter of Bethuel the Syrian of Padan-aram, the sister of Laban the Syrian.  And Isaac intreated the Lord for his wife, because she was baren: and the Lord was intreated for him, and Rebekah his wife conceived.  And the children struggled together within her; and she said, If it be so, why am I thus?  And she went to enquire of the Lord.  And the Lord said unto her, Two nations are in thy womb, and two manner of people shall be separated from thy bowels; and the one people shall be stronger then the other; and the elder shall serve the younger.
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And her days to be delivered were fulfilled, behold, there were twins in her womb.  And the first came out red, all over like an hairy garment; and they called his name Esau.  And after that came his brother out, and his hand took hold of Esau’s heel; and his name was called Jacob: and Isaac was three score years old when she bare them.
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And the boys grew: and Esau was a cunning hunter, a man of the field; and Jacob was a plain man, dwelling in tents.  And Isaac loved Esau, because he did eat of his venison: but Rebekah loved Jacob.  And Jacob sod pottage: and Esau came from the field, and he was faint:  And Esau said to Jacob, Feed me, I pray thee, with that same pottage; for I am faint: therefore was his name called Edom.  And Jacob said, Sell me this day thy birthright.  And Esau said, Behold I am at the point to die: and what profit shall this birthright do to me.  And Jacob said, Swear to me this day; and he sware unto him: and he sold his birthright unto Jacob.  Then Jacob gave Esau bread and pottage of lentils; and he did eat and drink, and rose up, and went his way; thus Esau despised his birthright.”  {Genesis 25:19-34}
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             Deo Jusdicere Numerare Vellere Imperium Vitious

                        God has judged and numbered the empire, and found it wanting!
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The Man from Shenandoah
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The story you are about to read began in the year 2012 however it is not mine, but rather that of a friend, as told after the events, the year 2012 has now come and gone, and it has turned out to be a year unlike any other.  I had been disturbed by the direction the country had been taking for sometime, so much so, I just had to get away.  My wife and I have a home in Arlington Virginia and together we own a small Coffee Shop not far from the Whitehouse in Washington.  It is not uncommon for government workers to stop by for a bite to eat, but mostly the real reason is for the conversation we all share, as well as the friendly atmosphere.
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We are mostly Virginia People from the Shenandoah, my father and mother still live in the vicinity; within myself I have longed for the days of serenity and peace, back before the Yankee Government grew so huge and intrusive.  I grew up hearing and reading about the peaceful Antebellum South, of Christian Southern Gentlemen Warriors, and their ladies fair.  Back when our Southern leaders possessed honor, and were able to hold off an ever-intrusive Federal Bureaucracy.  However somewhere back in history, what was once the Grand Ole Republic was transformed into an empire, and no one seems to have taken notice until it had already happened.

The liberals came to domination of both houses of the Congress since 2008, even with conservative gains in 2010, it was not enough to stem the tide.  The Administration had somehow found ways around every restriction place upon it by law, adjudication and even the constitution itself, which in practice means precious little to them.  The persistence of these people is unbelievable, even to the extent of turning the Lord’s Prayer on its head; instead of “For Thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, forever.”  They seemed to have changed it in their hearts to mean “For we are the empire, possessing all the power, and the glory, forever.”
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I, David Liddell and my lovely wife Jennifer, decided to get away for a while and do a little site seeing, so we traveled to Gettysburg Pennsylvania, rented one of those go carts, which I always figured was a gulf cart by another name, and rode around the battlefield park.  It was here upon this land where that horrible war turned against the Confederacy.  Had General Lee’s Armies won that particular battle, he would have no doubt marched into Washington and ended the war, in favor of Confederate Independence.  Thus he would have stopped the empire’s development before it ever began and Lincoln would have gone down in shame, instead of lifted up to the status of a demigod. 

The following weekend we traveled in the other direction and toured the Fredericksburg Battlefield a little north of Richmond, that is when we had the opportunity of seeing the famous ‘Ghost of Fredericksburg’ or so it is called.  It was late afternoon and getting on toward closing time, I knew we had only an hour or so remaining, but still we wanted to stop for a good look at the scenery and contemplate what had happened in this beautiful place.  I’ve always been skeptical of such things and would have considered it a trick or else my imagination working overtime, that is until I discovered Jennifer had seen it also.
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We had left the go-cart alongside the road and walked down across the field toward a stand of trees, where another extension of the field was hidden from view by the foliage.  That is when I saw what looked like a regiment of Confederate Soldiers marching in formation behind a mounted General in Gray.  We both stood there and stared at what we saw, as they began to maneuver ever so slightly then headed in our direction.  The regiment continued to march past us, but the General stopped directly in front of where we were standing, looked down from his horse, tipped his hat at my wife and stated, “I cannot rest, until the job is done.”

Now I am no scholar of The War, but one need not be to know this was none other then General Thomas J. ‘Stonewall’ Jackson, slouch kapi and all, his uniform and sword bore witness that it was he himself.  But then, I passed it off as a very skillful piece of reenactment, and gave it little thought afterward.  Even though I figured it was quite late for a group of re-enactors to be at the park this time in the evening.  It appeared we were the last to leave, but that did give us an opportunity to stop at the gate and thank the Park Service for putting on such a fine show, with the reenactment of Stonewall Jackson and the regiment of Soldiers.

But to my surprise I was told there were no reenactments going on at the park that day, but perhaps it was the angle of the light or the ground mist, which tended to ‘set in’ at this time of year?  I have never believed that ghosts and spirits return from an afterlife to haunt those of us still alive.  Still, at the same time, I could not disregard other ideas floating around, that would explain why we saw Stonewall Jackson and his is troops, marching across the Battlefield of Fredericksburg.  In any case, the discussion with the Park Rangers was fruitful and friendly!
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We both said no more about it on the way home, nevertheless, the incident only managed to intensify my concerns for the future.  Our trip was enjoyable, and it was still relatively warm, however the coming of fall was in the air, nonetheless to be able to get out of doors and breath the fresh air of an open park was refreshing enough; I was ready to return to work come Monday, which was always a busy day at the Coffee Shop.  However, there would be a series of incidents soon to take place, which would change the course of not only our lives, but of the entire nation, and as a result, the world.
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Time passed until had been three weeks since my wife and I had spent the day at the Fredericksburg Battlefield, and since then business at the Coffee Shop was more then adequate.  I could almost read the political pulse in Washington by the discussions that took place, day after day.  Then there was what some would called the old timers, the retirees, who spent more time then money, nursing a cup of coffee, and usually giving their opinion to anyone having the courage to listen.  Little did it matter, it all passed the time and made my days interesting, in any case they were all more then welcome.
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The Political Campaigns were heating up and there was friction in the air, but something was different this time around and no one seemed to be able to put their finger on what it was, only that things didn’t feel the way they should.  It might have been the political party rivalry, the Tea Party parades and protests or just about anything.  It reminded me of how one feels while driving down the highway on a dark night, and suddenly getting the feeling that danger lay just around the next bend in the road.  The Coffee Shop discussions centered more or less on how well the Republicans would do in the coming General Elections, they being the party out of power.
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However, on this day the mass media was covering the story regarding a man, who somehow was attracting much attention, and was seemingly able to draw enormous crowds any time, and any place he wished.  Today the crowds were gathered to hear him, as he stood on the steps of all places, the Supreme Court Building.  Whoever this man was, he was not only attracting massive crowds, but was also causing the internet to buzz with traffic regarding him.  But to everyone’s astonishment, he was suggesting it was time for the empire to fall, and for both the Confederacy as well as Grand Ole Republic to reemerge.
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Coffee Shop in Washington
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Our customers at the Coffee Shop were for the most part Democrats and Republicans, with a few Independents, and usually they were very civil in their conversation.  I always figured it was because this was the one place in town where one could relax and enjoy coffee, a snack and do so in something resembling a small town atmosphere.  However all this was about to be interrupted when a middle-aged gentleman opened the door, and speaking in a loud voice he began to utter something about ‘the wall, the wall, the wall of the Lincoln Memorial, the hand writing on the wall.’  His speech was broken, and he was extremely agitated; one of our long time customers tried to calm him down.
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I offered him a cup of coffee, on the house, thinking it might help a wee bit; so as to get this man’s blood pressure lowered a few notches.  My wife approached, touching the man’s shoulder, she convinced him to be seated; the tables were suited with four chairs each.  Jennifer was always good with people, after all she convinced me from the very first time we met, so many years before.  She sat down at the table on a chair nearest to our new Coffee Shop guest, a man that was completely shaken by something.  He was obviously heated up, very sweaty, like a man that was not only scared, but had also been running for some distance, and likely out of fear.
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Jennifer ask the man, start from the beginning, what is your name, sir?  Samuel Palmer, my friends call me Sam!  What happened Sam, my wife asked?  Sam had calmed down a tiny bit, though his face was still flushed; I for one was convinced, whatever he had seen, it was out of the ordinary and it wasn’t an automobile accident either, or a crime.  Sam began telling of what he had seen; he was stuttering as he tried to work up enough courage to tell us, what he had happened.   I’ve lived in the area all my life, but still, I enjoy seeing the monuments.  This morning I decided to visit the Lincoln Memorial, I hadn’t been their in quite a while!
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My wife Jennifer urged him, go ahead Sam, do continue!  Then the look of total fear came back upon him, T-h-e, t-h-e wall above Lincoln, the words of the Gettysburg Address disappeared, and suddenly there was nothing but a clean slate of marble.  L-i-k-e, l-i-k-e in the Bible, a man’s hand appeared and began to write on the wall, in big letters.  I fell down on my face, because I was so scared!  What did it say Sam, ask a lady standing nearby?  Well, it was some kind of foreign writing I couldn’t understand, Latin I think, after the hand disappeared, and I came to my self, I looked up again to be sure that it had really happened.
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Sam pulled a piece of paper out of his shirt pocket, just an old jagged piece of scrap paper, that could have come from any number of places.  His hand was shaking as he handed it to my wife, the wadded up paper managed to change hands several time until it landed in a man’s hand that understood Latin, at least well enough to know what it said, the words were Deo Jusdicere Numerare Vellere Imperium Vitious, God has judged and numbered the empire, and found it wanting.  One of our regular customers called out, turn on the television; if all this is true, it should be on the news by now!

I walked over reached up and turned on the set, which was mounted on the wall, then channel surfed for a moment, the story was all over the air alright, crowds were gathering at the Lincoln Memorial, but no one as yet was showing the marble wall above what was commonly termed ‘Lincoln’s Throne.’  Only a single Park Ranger had arrived by this time, but the municipal police were pouring into the area in sizeable numbers, in order to control the growing crowds.  A mass media journalist by the name of Susan Cramer, in an arrogant display, stuck a microphone in front of the only Park Ranger present and asked; this must be a trick, who is it that has defaced the Lincoln Memorial?

The Ranger, a man named Austin Terrill, looked directly at the lady journalist and replied; Miss Cramer, no man alive today could have accomplish what has happened here, I’ve been in and around this memorial since day break and I can assure you, until a very short while ago, the wall above Lincoln, was just as it has always been.  There were a number of people inside at the time it happened, every one of them is as different as any people can be; yet all of them agree.  Agree on what, Ranger Terrill, asked the lady Journalist?  The original marble was wiped clean, and the figure of a man hand appeared, and wrote in Latin upon the wall, the same words that now appear.
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Now, let me say this as clear as possible, so clear that even a liberal television journalist can understand; if you happen to have a copy of the Bible, I recommend that you dust it off, open it up and read from Daniel, Chapter 5, verses 23 through 28, then you will know precisely, who it is that wrote upon the wall above Lincoln’s ‘Throne.’  And Miss, you will discover it was someone sitting upon a much higher throne then Abraham Lincoln’s statue.  I’ve never spoken of God or the Bible while on duty, not since the Supreme Court ruled on the issue of Separation of Church and State.
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But it has become obvious, the Almighty God has this day over ruled the U.S. Supreme Court, and He didn’t need any legal mumbo jumbo to make Himself, understood.  Lady, I’ve been inside, and I tell you the hand of the Living God has declared an end to this empire.  Now try to slant that story to fit your liberal ideals, if you care to oppose God!  If I, as a normally quiet natured Park Ranger, can speak far more boldly then his job allows, let me answer by saying this, we ought to obey God, rather then men, and God has spoken loud and clear.  And that Miss. Susan Cramer, can also be found in your Bible, Acts, Chapter 5, verse 29.
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Within minutes the expanded story was being covered over most television and radio networks, including the statements made by the Park Ranger Austin Terrill, as well as a number of on the scene witnesses.  I stood to my feet and turned to my wife Jennifer, I’ve got to go down there and see for myself, Sam would you mind returning with me to the Lincoln Monument?  Sam arose from his chair, obviously nervous about the prospects of revisiting the very place that had frightened him so much, only a short while ago.  We’ll stick together Sam, it will be alright, I assure you; whatever God is after, there’s no reason to believe it is you my newly found friend.

The events of this day did not escape the attention of the Whitehouse, who had at this very moment called in Janice Moreno, the Secretary of Homeland Security, as well as his Security Advisor General Paul Sharp {Retired} for a conference with the President.  As Secretary Moreno and General Sharp entered the Oval Office, the President was watching a news story coming from the Lincoln Memorial.  General Sharp spoke first, Mr. President, you are no doubt troubled by these events?  Surely you do not believe this is some type of Hand Writing on the Wall, by the Almighty God?
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Just then the same gentlemen which had earlier lead a protest at the Supreme Court Building was front and center, standing on the steps of the Lincoln Monument, preparing to enter.  One of you tells me, who is this man and what is he up to, asked the President?  Go pick him up and bring him to me, now, something tells me he is either in the middle of all this, or else he knows what is going on.  Secretary Moreno, call one of your people and have him picked up, and you remain here, I want both of you present when I question him.  Secretary Janice Moreno stepped aside for a moment, broke out her cell phone and called for an agent!
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Mr. Clayton Crenshaw also known as Levi Ben-Zion was even then entering the Lincoln Monument and immediately looked up at the words in Latin ‘Deo Jusdicere Numerare Vellere Imperium Vitious, meaning God has judged and numbered the Empire, and found it wanting.  He knelt down along side the huge throne, upon which the Statue of Abraham Lincoln was seated, and began to pray; “Our precious Lord and Heavenly Master, I Levi Ben-Zion, am but a lowly man and unworthy to be Thy servant, but whatever be Thy will, is my will also, so let it be upon earth, as it is in heaven.  Amen and Amen!”
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While Levi was finishing his prayer, two black limousines pulled up on the road nearby and five men with a cold and stony look on their faces exited, then entered the Monument behind Mr. Crenshaw, we are Federal Agents, come with us.  Might I ask where you are taking me, asked Levi?  The reply came back just as stone cold as their expression, the President wishes to speak to you, now!  The men along with Levi walked through the crowd, entered their black limousines, Levi was pointed toward the back seat of the first vehicle.  The trip to the Whitehouse was very short, since these Federals Agents saw little need for stopping at traffic lights, depending instead upon a half dozen motorcycle cops.
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These agents were deadly serious about their mission, inasmuch as they escorted Levi directly up to the Oval Office door, knocked and then waited for a Presidential response; once Levi had entered they departed on their way.  You apparently have something you wish to ask me Mr. President; perhaps you are troubled by those Latin words on the wall of the Lincoln Monument?  What is this about Mr. Crenshaw, what do those words mean, and I am not referring to their Latin translation, replied the President, in a sharp tone?  “Well Sir, you might recall from the Holy Scriptures, the last time the Almighty God so clearly and boldly showed His hand, by writing on the wall in this fashion, an empire collapsed.
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Given all due respects for this office, I can only recommend that you update your résumé, for your Presidential term of Office will come due far sooner then your replacement.  But fear not Sir, the United States will remain, howbeit as a smaller nation, it is the empire that will collapse, and that by the Hand of Almighty God.”  The President obviously growing frustrated at what he believed was such a brash affront to the Presidency, he therefore snapped back, “Are you telling me that six Latin words carved on a wall, spells the end of this nation as we know it?  How have we offended God, we have a democracy here?”

How have you offended God, you ask?   Your mentor Abraham Lincoln arrogantly invaded the Confederate States, burned its cities and towns, even its houses of worship.  The Union Armies went on a rampage of rape, pillaging, burning and murder, the likes of which was never to be seen again, until the little Corporal took power in Germany.  The sovereign States of the Confederacy were forced at the point of a bayonet to withdrawn their Articles of Secession and reenter your Union, and they did so in a subservient status.  Further, your own high court found the Holy Scriptures to be unfit material for the instruction of our children!
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Yet your empire teaches and exemplifies, debauchery, and has legalized the slaughter of the innocent unborn, as if murder were an unalienable right, thus you have offended God.  All these things you do in the name of Freedom of Choice, and Separation of Church and State!  Homosexuality has been lifted to the status of an honorable and alternate lifestyle, contrary to the Word of God; shall I continue Mr. President?  How does all this involve me as President, I represent but one of the three Branches of Government?  “You sir hold the ‘bully pulpit’ and it is you that stand as the voice of the Yankee Empire, Abraham Lincoln was your mentor, you follow him, both you and he, have been treated as if you are both some type of Messiahs, and false Messiahs at that.
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Then you continue to offend God by turning these Sovereign States into a consolidation under National Socialism!”  Levi faced off with the President at a distance of about three feet, very much uninvited, and looked directly into his face, he then spoke as if he were a Prophet straight out of the Old Testament, as he proclaimed, “I say unto thee O Yankee Pharaoh, ‘Thus saith the Lord God, let my people go.”  The President looked directly into the face of a man he must have known was acting in behalf of the Almighty God; still, even then he would not yield.  Turning to Secretary Janice Moreno and his Security Advisor General Sharp, he gave an Executive Order; “take this man into custody for threatening the President, as well as this nation.”
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“I highly recommend against taking any action against me or else conditions will surely deteriorate very quickly, stated Levi!  As for myself, I am nothing but the dust of the earth, but it is the Spirit of the Living God, that has brought me before you, O thou Yankee Pharaoh.  Good day Mr. President; Levi then turned and exited the Oval Office, the President could be heard raising his voice; “didn’t I just order both of you to take this man into custody?”  His Security Advisor, General Paul Sharp, replying for both of them, stated, “Mr. President, I have been in politics and the military all my life, and I’ve never seen or heard any man speak with such authority.
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I am not much on religion, Mr. President, but my advice is “touch this man and we are all doomed, I am convinced that God Himself has sent him!”  The President, still not being convinced, approached the Oval Office Door, and seeing his Executive Secretary returning from being away on break, he called out.  “Where are the five Agents, did you pass them on the way here?  No Mr. President, I did not!  Well then you must have seen a Civilian by the name of Clayton Crenshaw, you should have passed him on foot?  No Sir, I saw no such person!  Secretary Moreno called the Main Gate where Levi Ben-Zion would have exited the grounds, but no one by his description had passed through.  Had he simply disappeared, well, no one seemed to know for sure?
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The President, about to close the meeting with his Secretary of Homeland Security as well as his Security Advisor, opened the floor to any last minute comments or questions.  Secretary Moreno had her own idea as to what to do; “Mr. President, while I suggested that you do no harm this man nor even hold him, I do believe it would be prudent to put a Military Guard around the Lincoln Monument.  At least until we can sort though these events, after a night sleep of course.  Yes indeed replied the President, call Secretary of Defense William Yates; by your leave sir, he is already on his way and should be arriving any moment now.

Just then Secretary Yates entered the Oval Office, the President once again prepared to issue an order!  “Bill, I want troops surrounding the Lincoln Monument at the earliest possible moment, and I want Regulars, not Reserve or National Guard.  When can you have them here?  “Well Mr. President, I can order a company of troops from Arlington, and then provide them a relief on a regular basis, for as long as you wish.”  General Paul Sharp, the President’s Security Advisor, broke into the conversation, with a bewildered look on his face; “Sir, you must surely recall that Pilate, at the request of the Scribes and Pharisees, put a guard around the tomb of Jesus, but he still walked out the tomb alive.
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In fact sir, their actions only helped proved the case for the resurrection; what are we trying to accomplish here, are we preventing the people from bearing witness, that God, with His own Hand, has written on the wall of the Lincoln Monument.  How else can we explain those six words on the wall, it would take a skilled crew of experienced workers, to make those words appear as they have.  The scaffolding and the noise alone would have attracted attention!  Mr. President, there is no way upon this earth this could have been done in such a short time, by other then the Hand of Almighty God, I am not all that religious either, but even I know as much.

Nonetheless, replied the President, I want that monument guarded at the earliest possible moment!  The meeting broke up as each of the participants went their way.  But all was not concluded at the Lincoln Monument, as myself David Liddell and my newly found friend Samuel Palmer, now known to all of as Sam, was arriving at the Monument.  We were unaware that Army Troops were on their way; still, a throng of people, including a number of Park Ranger as well as D.C. Police, were already on hand, as we arrived.  But fortunately with every thing that was going on, Sam and I were able to slip through the crowd and into the Monument itself.
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Sam seemed frightened at the thought of climbing those steps again, until I pointed out to him that it was after all an open structure and we’d be their together.  An old friend of mine named Broderick Kaufman, who frequented the Coffee Shop was by chance already on the scene when the commotion started.  Together the three of us climbed the steps and stood before the seated statue of Lincoln, and looked up at the six words carved into the marble.  Broderick always seemed to come up with the most interesting remarks, this time he did so in the form of a question.
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“Dave, he asked, why do you suppose God wrote in Latin, this time around?”   If you are referring to the words in Daniel where it reads “Mene Mene, Tekel, Upharsin, the only thing I can say is that the Great Seal of the United States contains on its face, the Latin words “E Pluribus unum, meaning out of many, one, on the reverse it says Annuitt Coeptis, meaning providence has approved of our undertaking.  I figure that God is showing the empire that whereas He may have well approved of their undertaking back then, He certainly does not at the present time.  The empire has forsaken the God of their fathers, and will now pay the price!
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The Hand Writing on the Wall
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It had been a relatively sunny day with broken clouds and a comfortable 72 degrees when the words on the wall of the Lincoln Monument became a living reality.  It was 7:00 A.M. on a Wednesday morning, Eastern Time when a telephone call was received from the Mount Rushmore National Park near Keystone South Dakota.   The images of Presidents Theodore Roosevelt and Abraham Lincoln, had broken off an hour before dawn and simply fallen away, leaving only George Washington and Thomas Jefferson, both Virginians and Southerners.
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At approximately the same hour, the head of Abraham Lincoln in D.C. fell to the floor in front of the huge throne upon which his statue sat and shattered!  There had been little seismic activity in the region, stemming from a California Quake, but this particular earthquake measured only 2.7 on the Rector Scale at its source and the ground shaking would have hardly been felt at such a great distance as South Dakota.  In Washington there was absolutely no record of seismic activity, the only relationship between the two incidents was obviously the timing.  The President and his advisors would no doubt spend many hours reviewing these events!
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While this additional news was being absorbed in Washington, Levi Ben-Zion otherwise known as Clayton Arthur Crenshaw was leaving the Washington, he felt within himself like a man leaving the doomed City of Sodom, just before it was destroyed.  He knew his hour had come and shortly after the coming year of 2013, he would stand upon the world stage.  Even as he was passing out of the city, a joint Conservative Caucus was being arranged for members of the Senate and the House of Representatives.  Recent events had not failed to affect them, and they now scrambled for a decision as what course of action was best for them to take.
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On Thursday morning the 27th the Whitehouse was buzzing with the news, that the President had fallen ill, the obvious question was simple, would he be able to continue with his official duties, and if not would the Vice President be sworn into office.  Whatever medical condition had come upon the President, it had done so during the hours of darkness, while he slept.  Nonetheless by 1030 A.M. the Presidential Physician reported to a committee made up of the Vice President, the Speaker of the House and the Pro-tempore of the Senate.

Inasmuch as the President would not be returning to duty, it was concluded that the 25th Amendment was now in effect and they would need to follow it’s provisions.  The normally slow acting mechanics of government somehow worked surprisingly swift on this occasion, and by 4:00 P.M. Burrell Steele was sworn in as Acting President, United States of America.  However, in taking on the duties of his office, he was the head of a government that was frozen in place, stalemated and unable to decide upon a course of action.  Even the most liberal members of the Congress and the Administration quietly within themselves, feared chancing that they might fall into the hands of an angry God.
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Conference in Richmond
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On the evening of Saturday 6 October Levi Ben-Zion was invited and accepted an engagement to speak before 300 attendees at the Greater Richmond Conference Center.  Unknown to Levi at the time, this would proved to be the curtain call of his entry upon the world stage.  The coming elections would only prove to turn a sizeable number of the radical liberals out of office, and cushion the eventual liberation of the Confederate States of America, but this would not save the empire.  So, I David Liddell, my wife Jennifer as well as Samuel ‘Sam’ Palmer, had an opportunity to meet Levi, at the Lincoln Memorial not long after the ‘Hand Writing on the Wall’ incident, and later we were invited by him to attend the Richmond Conference.
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The room was comfortable and the service exquisite, but that wasn’t why we accepted the invitation, it was that we had experienced first hand Levi’s enormous charisma and witty responses, especially to the mass media.  The moderator and several single-issue speakers came to the podium, as did a number of outstanding singers of Gospel and traditional Southern Music.  There was no way I had of knowing if those who organized this conference, were aware as to what might happen when Levi came to the podium.  I do know that those present, including several media crews, were stunned by his ability to, as it were, mesmerize his listeners.

Already Levi Ben-Zion’s prediction that the President’s term of office would come due far sooner then his replacement, had already come to pass, the President would never reassume the duties of his office.  The Vice President having since been sworn in as Acting President, would see his party soundly defeated in the 2012 Elections, which occurred a month later on Tuesday 6 November.  A few days after the elections, on Friday the 9th, rumors spread that some kind of miracle had taken place at the Supreme Court Building.  But whatever had taken place, it was never adequately described by the media, still one thing was certain; four liberal Associate Justices of the Supreme Court stepped down from the bench, never to be replaced.
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Already cracks were forming in the empire, cracks that Levi intended to widen!  Over the next six weeks from 6 November through 18 December, Levi Ben-Zion was engaged in approximately a speech per week, not unlike the one he delivered at the Greater Richmond Conference Center.  These speeches were gaining him important allies in State and Municipal Government, along with an enormous amount of press coverage.  However the event, which would gain him worldwide notoriety and launch him into the leadership of the Confederate Cause, occurred on Thursday 20 December.
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Several weeks previous to this, the South Carolina Legislature had been called into special secession in order to deal with the huge burden of mandates placed upon the State by the Federal Bureaucracy.  On the 20th, Levi Ben-Zion was invited to address, a Joint-Secession, at the urging of Governor Julius Preston, who had come to believe this man had a message of critical importance for the State.  My wife Jennifer and I were in the gallery and witnessed the event as it transpired!  Levi had for whatever reason, remained in a side office until his introduction.  It was later discovered it was at his own request, so he might get his thoughts together, as well as to pray!
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Personally, I believe he knew it was time for him to stand upon the world stage, and his life would never be the same again!  Whether or not all these things had occurred on this particular date by happen chance or perhaps it was pre-planned, was never known, but the most moving speech ever delivered to the South Carolina Legislature, had somehow occurred on the 152 anniversary of the State’s Secession.  But one thing was certain, whatever occurred in that side office, one Levi Ben-Zion entered the State Capital that day, and an entirely different man by the same man exited.
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The Joint Secession of Congress
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Earlier as Levi entered the Capital Building, I had noticed there were a half dozen men who traveled with him, I hadn’t given it much thought up until now, figuring these men were some type of Security Guard or something similar.  But as it turned out, they were the makings of a Board of Directors or a General Staff of sorts!  The large double doors opened and down the isle came the Sergeant of Arms, who walked smartly down toward the forward part of the isle and announced, Mr. Speaker the honorable Mr. Clayton Arthur Crenshaw.  The man I knew as Levi Ben-Zion, accompanied by at least a dozen men!

After numerous handshakes and being all but thronged, Levi finally reached the podium and was greeted by the Speaker of the South Carolina House of Representatives, Robert Harrison and the President of the Senate, Lieutenant Governor Andrew Boyer.  Finally he turned to the crowded Assembly Hall, which was the meeting place of the House of Representatives.  Turning first to his right, then his left he began, Mr. President, Mr. Speaker, then turning again to those seated before him, ladies and gentlemen of the South Carolina Legislature.  Already the entire assembly stood to their feet in a thunderous applause!
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Levi paused for what I thought was a ‘dramatic pause’ then he began; “I am humbled by your invitation to come to your lovely and historic State of South Carolina, and address this esteemed body in Joint Secession.  I cannot help but believe it was nothing short of Divine Intervention, which has brought us together on this the 152nd anniversary of the Secession of South Carolina from the Union of States.  Levi’s speech went on to describe the immanent collapse of the empire, that the United States has become, and this by the Hand of God.
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”The empire he stated, will no doubt collapse inward upon itself, however, out of this chaos, established principles must once again emerge, that being limited, restrained and restricted constitutional government.  However, these things will not happen on their own, but rather by the Grace and Divine Providence of Almighty God, as we pray and seek His face.  Afterward we must raise to our feet, stand together and make it happen.”  As everyone arose to their feet, Levi surprised even I myself, when he stated, “It is time to ensure the continuance of those things we all hold dear, that of the Biblical based family, home, community, state and nation.

Therefore I am calling here and now for a Conference of Sovereign States to assemble in Montgomery, the birth place of the Confederate States of America.  Further, he stated, I am urging the State of South Carolina to lead the way by passing into law, the Proclamation of Independence, then taking action so as to urge the other member States of the Confederacy to do likewise.  If we are to reclaim our liberties; let us then move to secure our liberties through the independence of the Confederate States of America from occupation, afterward the filling of the now valid but vacant seats in the Confederate States Government.”
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The speech was approximately 35 minutes in length, not counting the extension of that time, brought about as a result of so many thunderous applauds.  How much of what Levi described in his speech did those present already believe, and how much was the result of changed minds, we shall never know.  However, afterward, I was standing in the hall when Levi passed by, and at that time he stopped to addressed me; “David Liddell, he reached out and shook my hand, we’ve met before in Washington!  Would you mind walking with me a few paces?”
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I agreed, and as we began to walk, Levi stated,” it’s my understanding that you know Mr. George McCullum, Founder of the Confederate Legion?  Would you contact him, and make arrangements for the two of us to meet regarding his organization; it is time for us to hold a conference.  The time has arrived for the Confederate Legion and its Gideon Battalion to fulfill its prophetic destiny, the only way to convince the masses, is for us Confederates to reenter the political arena as Confederates.”  My wife Jennifer approach about that time, and she couldn’t help but notice I was almost in shock.
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Dave, she said; are you all right!  Levi turned to her and replied in my behalf, Mrs. Liddell; your husband has been stunned by a small piece of glorious news that has been 145 years in the making.  At that moment as my wife was looking at Levi, she insisted that he call her Jennifer!  “Jennifer, Levi continued, you might wish to take him with you, and help him recuperate.”  Handing her a business card he explained, “David knows where to find me, but just in case, here’s my card.  As for now, tell David I am currently heading for Montgomery to help arrange for the Conference of Sovereign States.”

Unearthing an Atrocity
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In the midst of all these astonishing events we learned of an archeological discovery in the vicinity of route 16 near the small community of Dudley Georgia.  A strip of land between route 80 and 16 was being excavated for improvements on the freeway exist and entrance ramps.  When suddenly a section of earth simply caved in as if it fell into a sinkhole; a work crew was sent over with shovels, so as to see if possible what had happened.  The work went slow, inasmuch as every precaution had to be taken to ensure it was not indeed a sinkhole that could swallow up the work crew.
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While scooping up a shovel of dirt, a worker by the name of Ralf Kinsley brought up the bones of a man’s hand!  The entire project was closed down, and a decision was made as to who should be called, so as to hold an investigation.  The earlier incidents in Washington were fresh on everyone’s mind, and it occurred to the onsite supervisor that care should be taken; restrictions should be put in place as to individuals present on the site.  The one person that came to everyone’s mind was none other then Mr. Clayton Crenshaw, known to me as Levi Ben-Zion, who was invited and showed up on the site the next morning.
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Upon Levi’s arrival he noticed that the dirt had been sufficiently cleared away so as to reveal stone steps leading down further into the ground.  The workers were even then clearing away a pile of rubble that had obviously filled in the stairwell leading to, well somewhere unknown.  Finally a worker known simple as Jake, called up from the hole, hay, there’s a door of some kind down here!  Levi had obviously brought his own team; among them were a Forensic Pathologist, Archeologist, Photographer as well as a camera crew.  The Highway Patrol soon arrived without having been called, and they were exceedingly helpful to the work!
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Levi asked a Highway Patrol Sergeant if there was any way they could seal this area off without drawing a lot of attention, and for whatever reason they complied with his request, soon several Patrol Cars arrived on the scene.  The next request was directed at the Supervisor of the work crew, a man named Randall Gunter.  Mr. Gunter, Levi said, can you make this entire site appear as if nothing more then the normal roadside construction job is taking place?  Certainly Mr. Crenshaw he said, no problem, so he began to move in a dump truck and other equipment, until traffic began to passed by without paying the site any particular attention.
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Meanwhile Jake had managed to push open what was left of a very old door, half rotted from age; Levi in the meantime called for several bright lanterns and as many flashlights, along with his team of experts.  Turning to his crew he commented, “let us see what it is that has been hidden in the ground for so many years.”  They had been down in that hole only a short time when Levi called out, Dave, get a flashlight and come down here, you must see this!  Levi’s truck was not far away, so I quickly got a large flashlight and began to descend down, what looked like a set of very old roughly cut stone steps.
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At the bottom I entered into what was obviously an old cold storage cellar that must have dated back150 years or more, but that was only the beginning.  The room was about the size of a One Room School House, maybe a wee bit larger, against the north wall was about 17 skeletal remains facing toward the wall and slumped over.  At the far end of the room was what looked like another stairwell that had caved in upon itself down to about half way, the doorway was open and still in tact, as was several steps leading upward.  Another skeleton was positioned as if attempting to get away, a Musket Rifle, the butt half rotted away, lay by his side.

After examining the various skeletal remains for a while, Levi’s Pathologist, a Doctor Joseph Zimmerman, made an initial report, “These skeletons against the north wall are or where male Negro slaves, those against the south wall are Female Slaves.  How so, asked Levi?  Well, replied his Pathologist, whom Levi referred to as Joe, the hip structure as well as the leg joints, they are different on a male, now look on the other side of the room and you will see what I mean.  The skeleton over against the stairwell at the far end of the room is or was a Union Soldier; those near the middle of the room are Confederate Soldiers.
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Levi asked the obvious question, do any of you have any idea as to what happened here?  Levi’s historian, a Doctor Albert Zaire, began to explain his observations.  These Slaves were obviously hiding down here, while General Sherman’s troops burned and savaged the area, and by the way the males were not slaves, but Black Confederate Soldiers, those in the middle are White Confederate Soldiers.  About 300 Negro Slaves from a Plantation nearby, had organized themselves into a Company, rounded up whatever crude weapons they could find, then set out to face off with General Sherman, these few are all that remains of them.

Those Black Women over against the south wall, a number of them had babies with them, at least two of them were beyond a doubt pregnant?  How Doctor Zaire have you figured out all this so quickly, asked Levi?  Well, look closely at the women, you will see very tiny bones mingled in with the adult skeleton, these were pregnant women.  Along side several others you will see slightly larger skeletons, these were children, some as small as babies.  Why then was the Yankee Soldier over by the steps killed, asked Levi?  Simple, he was more then likely a Christian or at the very least a moralist, and objected to the needless slaughter.
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The other Yankee Soldiers simply turned and shot him, as they were about to climb the steps over yonder!  How then, Joe asked, do you account for these skeletons facing the wall, while the women are lying on their backs?  The men were lined up and executed first, so they wouldn’t charge at the soldiers, while they executed the women.  Which way the women were facing at the time, wouldn’t have made any difference to the Yankee Soldiers.  Joe walked over and pointed at each skeleton, look, these skeletons have marks and fractures on their rib cages or else on their backbones, where musket balls struck them.
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As the examination continued and the scene of horror unfolded, it became obvious that the White Confederate Soldiers were disarmed and no doubt told they were prisoners of war.  The Yankees would have used trickery to hold off the Whites until it was to late to stop the slaughter, save for they themselves.  They must have realized, either they must charge these Union Troops and overtake them, or they too will die in this darkened cold storage cellar.  The Union Troops obviously turned and shot them as they charged, the one over by the steps no doubt objected, and he too was shot, as the others were about to climb the stone steps. The Old Capital Grounds
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The unearthing in Georgia was soon afterward made public; the remains were carefully removed and placed in a bulletproof glass cage, dirt and all, laid out precisely according to the scene found in the storm cellar, along with video and still pictures.  Thereby the historic revisionist could not destroy them, and then claim it never happened.  However the discovery did provide ample evidence of the atrocities, atrocities committed against the citizens of the Confederacy, the unveiling of which served to further unite today’s people behind Levi Ben-Zion.  As for Levi, his commitment was already solid, but the Massacre at Dudley, as it had come to be known, served to inflame him even more.
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On Tuesday 8 January Levi Ben-Zion’s inter-circle received a Cell Phone Message from Acting President Burrell Steele’s Chief of Staff John Calvin, requesting a meeting with Mr. Crenshaw, at whatever place and time, which is agreeable to both.  Levi responded that he would be at the old historic Capital Building in Tallassee Florida at 10:00 A.M. E.S.T. on 10 January and President Steele is welcome to meet with him at that time.  However he may bring with only two of his Staff, and his Secret Service must remain in position along the property perimeter, there will be no press, no hidden microphones, no video and no recording devices.
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Levi’s right hand man by this time was a Louisiana gentleman, commonly known by his French name Raphael Lafayette, though he was also Jewish.  However for whatever reason, Levi invited myself David Liddell and my friend George McCullum, Founder of the Confederate Legion to travel with him.  Interestingly enough he suggested that we both bring our wives to Tallahassee with us, but that we should not bring them to the Old Capital Building.  Levi had that strange look in his eye, the look of a man about to go into combat against a horrible enemy, but then while Levi was a War Veteran, his military days had already ended years before.
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He also ask that once President Steele and his people arrive, we should step back a distance, stand relatively quiet and observe, which was a strange request, the likes of which Levi had never made, at least not that I could remember.  Raphael, while looking at Levi, commented, surely you don’t believe the President and his men will voluntarily remain within the topic of discussion, which you have set forth?  No Raphael, replied Levi, I do not, but I do wish to give him an opportunity to bear witness to their honesty or lack thereof.  Be that as it may, we shall see how it all works out, in a couple of day!
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Levi Ben-Zion and his men, along with George McCullum, our two wives and myself David Liddell flew down to Tallassee on a small private airline.  We arrived at 6:00 in the morning and refreshed our selves, arriving at the Old Capital Building at 9:30 A.M., our wives decided it would be a good opportunity to do a little shopping in the Capital City of Florida, so they went their own way.  Levi, Raphael and another aide named Edward Waddell had made arrangements with the caretakers of the building, which is in effect a museum, to be closed for the day, and the press was not made aware of the President’s visit to Tallassee.
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The President’s Secret Service was already on site when the five of us arrived, but Levi ignored their presence!  The federal agents made no approach but set up what was supposed to be an inconspicuous perimeter around the border of the grounds.  In the meantime Levi and his two aides toured the building, discussing the history behind this still beautiful historic site.  On schedule President Steele and his entourage arrived, and according to the specifics of Levi’s instructions, the President left his limousine behind and arrived in a six year older model Mercury Grand Marquis.
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George and myself toured the building on our own, but had left the building shortly thereafter!  While Levi was still inside, the President arrived, exited the Grand Marquis, and began walking up the sidewalk toward the main entrance.  Levi paused until the President had reached the front of the building, where he stood in place for a few moments on the sidewalk at the bottom landing, with his Security Advisor General Paul Sharp, and of all people, the now X-Speaker of the House, Congresswoman Nancy Pulaski.  Finally, Levi and his two aides exited the Old Capital Building, walked down the steps and approached the President!
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The two men shook hands and exchanged niceties until finally President Steele, wanting to get down to business, stated his reason for requesting the meeting.  Mr. Clayton Arthur Crenshaw if my memory serves me correctly, you sir, have divided this nation in ways never witnessed since the ‘Civil War.’  Before we begin Mr. President, have the Congresswoman remove the electronic device from inside her suit jacket, and hand it to me.  How could you possibly know such a thing, asked the President?  Never mind sir, it is sufficient that I do know!
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The befuddled Congresswomen reached inside her jacket, remove it and handed it to Levi, giving him a sour expression in the process.  One last thing sir, have the two agents in your communications van shut down their surveillance equipment and step out onto the sidewalk; the President gave a hand signal and the two agents complied.  Now, stated Levi, we can proceed, this is your call Mr. President, as to why are we are here sir, or should I tell you?  The President wants to bring this divisiveness to a peaceful conclusion, stated Congresswomen Pulaski, and reunite the nation!
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Levi paused for a moment, while looking directly into the Presidents eyes from a distance of about four feet, while at the same time not responding to the President’s Secretary of Homeland Security.  Finally he did manage to speak, “the press has tagged you a Caretaker President, but I say, that you and your empire are Esau, and we are Jacob; you have sold your birthright, have you not?”  How so, asks the President Steele?  How much do you owe, what is the measure of your national debt, tell me, you are welcome to speak in general terms, replied Levi.  Additionally, where is the God of all Creation in your equation!
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Face off in Tallahassee
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The President glanced at his Security Advisor, before responding, I’d say approximately 14 Trillion Dollars, why do you ask?  Tell me, how much of your annual budget goes to pay the interest of these loans?  Approximately 33 percent came the response!  Forgive me if I correct your figures, but counting the off Book items as well as Black Projects, your empire is 21 Trillion in debt and the interest is 53 percent of your annual budget and growing.  Already you have proposed borrowing another 2.5 Trillion for the coming fiscal year, just to make ends meet, and only out of concern for international repercussions, have you avoided loosing your bond rating.
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Your empire sir faces bankruptcy, sir!  All the gold in Fort Knox would only make but a meager down payment on the interest you owe, in any case your gold sits on the soil of the Confederate States of America!  Then Levi surprised everyone present, he turn away for a moment, looked up into Heaven and said; “I ask that you strengthen your servant O Lord, that I might confront this fowl spirit, in Thy name, Amen.  You have hidden yourself long enough O Lucifer, thou and thy demon spirits with thee, show yourself and speak with thine own voice.”
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George and I were about 25 feet away, when an intense blue glow enshrouded Levi and his two aides, it was not like a fog but more like unto an exceedingly bright glowing blue tented light that was so intense it seemed to sparkle.  Even more astonishing was that Levi’s two aides, which I took to be merely friends that he hand brought into his inter-circle, were included in what can only be described as an enshrinement of God’s Grace.  At that very moment, Congresswoman Nancy Pulaski’s countenance quickly changed also, but in a totally different way, a deep base voice came out of her, she made sounds like no human being on earth could vocalize.

She spoke with a voice more horrifying then any Hollywood special effect could create!  It was in a tone, which sounded straight out of Dante’s Inferno, in that very same voice she said, “I know who thou art, the elect of God, you are of the 144,000 and sons of Israel, servants of Jesus Christ, the Nazarene.”  The countenances of Acting President Burrell Steele and Security Advisor General Paul Sharp change as well, to that of Demon Spirits stretching and wailing, with voices sounding much like an evil hellish echo, “has God sent you to torment us before the time, they howled.”
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George and I turned our heads for a moment toward the Secret Service some distance away, positioned along the sidewalk, but they didn’t appear to see or hear anything, outside of the normal.  We again focused on what was going on before us, now I understood why Levi had asked us not to speak but rather to act as spectators.  Levi then commanded of the evil spirit within the Congresswoman, ”identify yourself more clearly, O Evil One, give me your other names; “I am Beelzebub, Lucifer and Satan, I was present in 1864 when the events at Dudley Georgia took place.  And you O Son of Israel, are the three of you not truly of the 144,000, the elect of God?”

Levi then commanded the Demon Spirit again; “Thou shalt maintain they peace and tell these things to no one, for the time has not come, though these future events of which you speak are even now, knocking at the door.”  The Evil Spirit then asked of Levi; “Why has thou called upon us, O Servant of the Most High and how didst thou know us?”  Levi responded with the voice of one who had confronted evil before; “We have met before Lucifer, and it is likely we shall do so again in time to come, nonetheless I have come to command you, the empire will fall, and that nation known as the Confederacy shall rise again, of this thou shall not interfere.
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Now go they way O Evil One and take these other evil spirits with thee!”  Suddenly President Steele, Congresswoman Pulaski and General Sharp come to themselves, as if none of these things had ever taken place.  Levi’s two aides quickly appeared as they had before, and the intense blue glow was now gone.  The President reached his hand out to Levi, and they all shook hands, the President and his entourage turned and walked toward the street, and got into their waiting Grand Marques.  The entire parade of Presidential makes shift vehicles was soon departing, and slowly disappearing in the distance.

We never spoke of these events afterward but in effect spoke around them, George McCullum and myself David Liddell, through all of this, had learned that when the United States turned its back upon the God of their forefathers, they became like unto Esau.  Now they were loosing their inheritance to a Confederacy, like unto Jacob!  Beyond a doubt, a higher power then X-Speaker of the House Nancy Pulaski was guiding the course of future history.  I was soon to discover that Levi had already recruited 300 well-qualified Gideonites plus a sufficient number of officers, all of who were now mustered at some unknown location, going through extensive training.
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Levi Thronged in Tallahassee
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We rejoined Levi and his two mysterious friends, touring the facility one last time, when Levi commented that he wanted to stop in at a local downtown Coffee Shop, and that he knew of one not far from the New Capital Building.  George McCullum and myself, David Liddell called our wives and ask them to meet us there.  Soon we were on our way, but there wasn’t much conversation along the way, no doubt everyone’s mind was on the events that had just transpired.  However, upon entering the Coffee Shop, which was recently under new management and renamed Coffee Corner, I could now understand why Levi wanted to come here.
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We occupied two booths in the corner, Levi’s mysterious friends in one by themselves, with Levi, George, myself, and the two ladies in the other.  We took our time ordering coffee and a meal they called the Chef’s Favorite, which included meat loaf, mashed potatoes with gravy and a choice of corn, green beans or peas; one roll included.  George and I both offered to pay for the meals, but Levi insisted, so he made payment and we prepared on our way, eventually heading back to the waiting private airliner.  The five of us stood on the corner in a pleasant but informal conversation, wanting to pause and take in the sights around us.

When a group of pedestrians walked up, stopped in front of Levi, a mannerly gentleman who later intruded himself by the very common name of Paul Smith, asked of Levi; “Aren’t you Clayton Crenshaw, and aren’t you the man who lead a protest in front of the Supreme Court Building not long ago?”  Yes, replied Levi, I am Clayton Crenshaw, and it was indeed I myself!  Mr. Smith then turned to his friends who were already being joined by scores of others; this is the guy that‘s been all over television.  Yes called out a stranger from the crowd, and he was at the Lincoln Memorial not long after the Hand Writing on the Wall story broke.
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The crowd was growing and by now was blocking traffic in two directions; shortly afterward a Police Sergeant arrived in an attempt to break the logjam, but by that time a huge throng was gathering.  Somehow a man in a Dodge Pickup, having been caught in the logjam stepped out of his truck, a second policeman was even then trying to get Levi’s attention.  Finally the up to now patient Police Sergeant seemed to surrender to the situation, as it was unfolding and pulled the owner of the Pickup Truck aside and ask of him; How about you offering Mr. Crenshaw the use of the bed of your truck as a platform, and move out into the center of the intersection, very carefully.
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I will pull up along side you and together we can get Mr. Crenshaw seen and heard by this growing crowd!  Soon the Police Cruiser and the Pickup Truck was moving ever so slowly toward the center of the intersection, followed by Levi Ben-Zion, known by the people as Mr. Clayton Arthur Crenshaw, his two mysterious friends, George and myself as well as our two wives.  We stood along side the Pickup truck as Levi climbed onboard, carefully looking over the crowd, which stretched out in four directions.  I could hear the Sergeant whispering, Mr. Crenshaw, these people came to see you.
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Levi was concerned that we might get in trouble for causing all these people to gather in the square without a parade permit, but the Sergeant quickly replied; Mr. Crenshaw, you didn’t start all this, and in any case it is now a police emergency.  You and your friends are simply being good citizens in trying to help me clear this square; I will take care of the police end of it; your job is to speak to these people.  The Police Sergeant, a man named Aaron Benjamin, moved close to George McCullum and stated; my police cruiser is computerized, I know Mr. Clayton Arthur Crenshaw to be none other then Levi Ben-Zion, tell him, {àìåäéí ðîöà àúå} God is with him.
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Meanwhile other squad cars were already diverting traffic at a distance of two blocks in every direction!  George turned to me saying; “David, it looks like the entire world is gathered together here today.  I could hardly muster a crowd larger then a dozen, and even then, I managed to loose nine of them, but Levi, he doesn’t even seem to be trying and still he musters, who knows how many.”  The Police Sergeant had a public address system built into his cruiser, which had an optional cordless microphone.  The Police Sergeant reached up where Levi was standing in the bed of the truck, and handed him the microphone.
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The microphone wasn’t one of those large hand-held one’s, but a small device, which was designed to be clipped on the collar.  Levi took hold of it attached it to his right lapel, looked down at the Police Sergeant saying; my apology Officer, I had no way of knowing all this would happen.  The ladies were standing along side George and myself beside the pickup truck, the Sergeant stood between the truck and his cruiser, but still close by.  The Sergeant nodded his head, speaking in a low voice, go ahead, say something to these people; with that having been said, Levi looked out over the crowd and began to speak.
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The Crowded Downtown Square
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Just before Levi began to speak, I could see him utter a prayer as he looked heavenward, knowing the crowd very likely did not hear him pray, then he finally addressed the crowd, but as he did I could see the power of the Holy Ghost come over him.  Levi uttered one last short sentence before he began to speak, “Precious Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, let these be thy words and not my own!”  Levi seemed to mesmerize the still growing crowd stretched out in every direction.  The mass media had already arrived on the scene, so as to capture the story of this Mr. Clayton Crenshaw, and as they did, the story was soon being covered live over several networks.
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As I listened, I knew, Levi Ben-Zion’s time had fully come, and whatever happened from here on, there was absolutely no doubt whatsoever, God had poured out of His Spirit, and it was He who was in command now.  It wasn’t hard to see the networks pouring into the area, I could see Fox, CNN, two of the three Broadcast Networks, along with an Hispanic Network, which already had a team located nearby, because this being the State’s Capital City.  From here on the Europeans and the Asians would no doubt pick up on the story, the Christian Confederates had a leader, and he was a leader like none other.
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When it was over it took half a dozen squad cars and as many motorcycle patrolmen just to escort us to the airport, and see us out of town.  Levi would go his own way after the unscheduled Tallahassee event, but wherever he went, it was easy to follow him, since his story dominated the mass media.  Every attempt at criticizing him or trying to make him appear as some kind of right wing radical seemed to only expand the crowds that followed him.  Those of us that had stood our ground and supported the Confederate Cause, the Confederate Legion and its Gideon Battalion, now shared, as it were from the background, in all that followed.
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In considering all that had taken place, I am reminded of the words of Scriptures where it says; “Whosoever shall be ashamed of me and my words in this adulterous and sinful generation; of him shall the Son of man be ashamed, when he cometh in the glory of his Father with the holy angels.” {Mark 8:38}.  We today stand bewildered as to why our children are unsafe, even in their own neighborhoods and in their schools.  Violent gangs and drugs have spread like wildfire through our cities, while we have abandoned the God of our Forefathers.
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Words so simple, that even the least among us can understand them:  “Train up a child in the way it should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it.”  {Proverbs 22:6}.  Already the Yankee Empire, which had lifted up perversion as an equal, alternate and even preferred lifestyle, was slipping away.  An empire that had sought to removed the Almighty God, the Holy Scripture and Prayer from the public forum.  Having cleaved to paganism and heathenism, which had perceived good as evil, and evil as good, was coming to the end of the road.  They were now going the way of all those other empires before them, and quickly fading into history!
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God save the Confederacy
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"Again, ye have heard that it hath been said by them of old time, Thou shalt not forswear thyself, but shalt perform unto the Lord thine oaths:  But I say unto you, Swear not at all; neither by heaven; for it is God's throne:  Nor by the earth for it is his footstool: neither by Jerusalem; for it is the city of the great king.  Neither shalt thou swear by thy head, because thou canst not make one hair white or black.  But let your communication be, Yea, Yea; Nay, Nay, for whatever is more then these cometh of evil."  {Matthew 5:33-37}.
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No man can serve two masters: for either he will hate the one and love the other; or else he will hold to the one and despise the other.  Ye cannot serve God and mammon.” {Matthew 6:24}. 
  

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