The Book of HADES

The Book of Hades.       

Lord mercy *signs* I watched my auntie, but preferably, she likes to be called ani'te. Lord mercy, I watched her drop her head while we were in the elevator; lord mercy, I nun dropped my wig down on Hades's floor. I sat there and listened to the conversation between my aunties; my other aunt said Baby, you and bring another one. My aunt raised her head slowly and cocked her head to one side, and said now where I'm gone, put it? As the conversation wired on, I laughed at them for a while, but my mind went back to the thoughts of Hades. I watched Hades punish someone in hell. Why was my family in hell, you may ask? Well, let's open that book or, shall I say, the door. For this last door, I will open it because it's a portal that belongs open. It was when a civil rights activist got so fed up that he became Hades. I can see the environment. I saw a cage from above and listened to the man beg and scream to be forgiven; I was in the environment. I watched all the ones in the zone watch the punishment over the man; I saw Hades tell the man of his crimes of snatching down a holy spirit, the man was taught his history, the man and was shown he had no money in his spiritual bank, so when he barked at a rich spirit, he had nothing to pay. When he died, he called an innocent woman a murderous bitch. He watched the spirit life and one day; he had a group of spirits attacks an angel. Now, in the zone, it's so scary in this place, but yet I feel so safe. For I am the child that wonders the halls, I heard metal being sharpened, I saw the cages that held many spirits, and here sit I, running around playing in hell. They lowered the cage into this light, and the man screamed for his life, but yet he had no money to pay for he lived generations after generations destroying lives, so spiritual he was a waste. I stood in shock; I was temporarily frozen when the cage rose from the light; only bones were left behind, and there was something down there eating them. I saw Hades, and for the first time, I saw that he was no man to play tricks on. He looked at me, and when he saw me, I hid and tried to remove myself from the picture I saw displayed. It was too late, and Hades sent guards to find me. I'm asking myself, as I'm looking for a hiding spot, why do I always find myself in this? I hid so well. Not even a guard with a nose that smells everything could find me, but Hades knows me. Hades knew where I was the whole time, and when the event ended, Hades's shape shifted back to that of a regular man. Hades picked me up and played with me. I learned about all those souls on death row; I decided I would grow up and be a defensive attorney for all of those souls to see if they were actually guilty of their crimes or framed. Hades, they stole my spiritual sight in my youth, so I can only feel them, but I can't see them when I walk on Earth. I can hear them just fine; the spirit said it was told to be unseen. It was when I walked the aisle of kings and started going through Hades' book of names, one by one, that I spiritually read them. I taught for a long time in hell, and Hades used my teaching to remind me what was on death row and why it was there and to play no victim, for when the people that sat in the prisons were educated on why they went to hell, the people changed leadership and left the fraud's religion. Hades has no evil in his heart, for he freed the people; he is the nicest man I know, and the spirit that moves in Hades oh so well. I'm standing in the elevator, and my aunts are still talking, why am I a child here? It was as if they wanted to see me as a child, not knowing I was grown and I was no older than six years old in that elevator. We got to our second destination. We got off the elevator, and it was Earth. My family spirit moved around on Earth; oh, the fun we had. When it was time to leave, a few decided to stay and waved at us as we got back on the elevator. We waved at our family, and again, we rose. We rose, and when the elevator stopped again, we walked into that spiritual house, the attic over the world, the adventures and discoveries we all found; one of my aunts said this was her stopping point to live in the holy attic and promised to let nothing that isn't us in. We got back on the elevator, and I saw my little Levi; my little chocolate drop started pushing the buttons on the elevator, and again, we rose. Now, we all went into space together and all spread in different directions; we laughed so much when we saw how far we were in the spirit. We started tearing the thieves up! Did they not know we were no frauds? Left and right, anointing oil was placed, pissing off every thief that moved. We ensured they hated us, for we are loud, and their spirits were sent to Hades for entering places through the rainbow based on the lie of ownership of the rainbow. When a spirit has done so much from the energy of hate, they have done what it has done to prove a point. It did it without God, yet its work is bloody, sinful, and sweaty; it has its followers, and its followers will wake up in the same prison as their leader. This is where mirror magic lost the ability to replicate what they were thinking; sometimes, when one has so much support, it's bold enough to rob even God. Now, as we start moving up, we are no longer captives of no energy but all become soldiers. I watched my family transform; my uncle had a lasso rope, and I watched him spin the lasso in the air. He stood there with a hat on and his shades. I watched the men lasso an energy I knew nothing about, yet I knew everything about. For a spirit of not our blood sat outside of the crystal ball. I watched my son open his mouth and watched his uncles in admiration. The lasso energy placed what moved in those places in fear, for it knew it was not safe. The spirit spoke and said the game was not fair; all the spirits were given the opportunity to change sides if they pleased, and only one left. We watched one of our men leave, but when he left, he didn't join that team on the other side. He was found on Earth, and after time had passed by, he returned to our family, for he just needed some time to think. The whole family stayed together. I remember saying let's not fight them; let's take another exit, things that cheat and make it to high places using the wrong things fall on their own, for the same one that placed it in elevated places will remind it, why it's in those places, it won't feel comfortable and soon it's crime will snatch it down. I pointed through the atmosphere and said that, as a family, we got up and went through the hole. When we made it to the other side, nothing was missing. We all made it. We lost nobody, nobody was hurt, and the whole family made it home. I heard many in the family start screaming oh, that's enough moving, we all laughed, and I released so many trapped spirits that sat in my arms, for they were babies that were trying so hard to make it but were confused but had no enemy. Our family is located in hell, Earth, and space, and we walk in the land of the giants. and yes, we know there are other zones, but what always grows and never stops is never happy; we are happy. There will be no perfect family; now look at me all grown up again. I hope you enjoyed the journey; close that damn door, Porsche! Talking bout some push pass, well, that push pass worked, and we made it all the way home spiritually; I listened to my family, and yes, best believe there is no such thing as a trapped spirit in our family. Let's go to Londyn and wear our Levi's on a Sunni day. London is where we all meet spiritually and know love is pure no matter what. Trust these words, for Londyn will come back home with us, for she is our little bridge that had to learn how to catch. Yes, Hades punished that soul, but Hades punished no soul, for the soul was only sent to a source of energy that only removed negative energy. They stole heaven and moved in, and their energy spread throughout the place. God created a new heaven but had no connection with who stole the old heaven, so they never could claim the rights to the new heaven. when they saw the new heaven, they threw their heaven away and gave the old heaven back to God, but the new heaven knew not to let the frauds in. God took back the old heaven and fixed everything from top to bottom, from bottom to top, so when those frauds tried to go back to the old heaven, the old heaven had no entrance. The moral of the story never destroy the real to make a fraud smile; now that God has both places, if a thief does break through spiritual grounds, it will understand it arrived on Hades floor. So, the question remains: who are those people that entered my garden? Are they friends or foes?