Na, Hilda, had a vision yet from grandmother Mathilda?!' ask Ceadda and Etheldreda in one breath through the power of their eternal wedding wreath, by Mother Sigrid Eliora

Na, Hilda, had a vision yet from grandmother Mathilda?!' ask Ceadda
and Etheldreda in one breath through the power of their eternal
wedding wreath, by Mother Sigrid Eliora

. 'Na, Hilda, had a vision yet from grandmother Mathilda?!' ask Ceadda
and Etheldreda in one breath through the power of their eternal
wedding wreath. 'You seem to be overdosing in your own lies spread
through your spies and we can smell your vow to the devil in your evil
stinking dragon breath! And your heretical cheese from France does
also not really anything anywhere anymore in any shore the air
enhance, and you took every that you had in mal chance and are out of
touch with reality with your trance. No chance. Sins retained as you
have also from telling the truth refrained.

And you rather a holy mother and father for telling the truth about
their incarnations defied and them their holy matrimony denied and
about them lied and on them with your synod spied but you never ever
once on God and Jesus Christ and the Holy Spirit for your answers to
your questions relied but for your heresy and organised criminality
simply used trance and bribery with your heretical cheese from France,
and you led a most immoral and murderous dance but you are being put
now in the frame with all long overdue shame and blame to your very
own name, Hilda.

And it was also you, who tried to make look a truly holy mother and
father, like you already did more than once, also to Ceadda and
Etheldreda, for the obvious reason of envy, greed and weed and high
treason in any given season also again now with your new churchhouse
synod and your heretical wine and smoerebrod for not just Swedish Oere
but also for property and money via the deanery.

You think you are ever so clever but in fact with your every unholy
act that you against Jesus Christ and Mary Magdala's holy matrimony
and their truth through the ages with your rotten false sages
committed, exposed publicly, even the blind can see and the dear hear
and the lame jump of your sins in disgust of your lust and that you in
your own delusions and obsessions overdosed and even sank so low to
poison a water hose in Westminster of a former bishop, who in the end
finally refused to team up with your evil anymore in yet another fake
shore against the true and one and only Holy Rose.

You never could stand the idea that a holy husband and wife could also
be an abbot and an abbess and share with their holy souls in their
community their life and raise their holy children, and Chad and
Etheldreda had to get married before God without the blessings of your
bloodthirsty and bloodstained and jewelencrusted church, as you and
yours with Wilfred did worship the devil in your institutions from the
lurch but you won't be saved anymore by any bell nor through your
churchhouse chair's elocutions - as we have lived the truth to tell
and Jesus Christ aka Chad broke with his beloved brothers your every
bloody spell. Why don't you just confess and clear up finally your
very own mess?!

And, by the way, Hilda, did you know that if you wish upon a holy
mother her womb into a tomb with your shore under your evil breath and
incantantion, Jesus Christ simply undoes your curse and plays the baby
to his wife, and lets her breasts to counteract the mastitis simply as
a wetnurse engorge, and I think, Hilda, you will no longer that low
sink as to defy Chad's and mine marriage bann, and you might also want
to take with you into the dock before Jesus Christ's flock in that
matter one or two Ann, and one or two George.

Ding, dong, ding, ding, dong, out is that aryan heresy gong, and
leaving one after the other suddenly your secret sister and brother,
as the truth of Jesus Christ and in Jesus Christ and with Jesus Christ
and through Jesus Christ, the one Good Good in the one Holy Trinity,
Father, Son and Holy Ghost, is growing against your weed sowing
evermore strong in their own Holy Rose See shore and Abbey, and your
bribery is no longer as freely flowing, I assume, as Jesus Christ has
simply with the truth even the last errant sheep from the slavery of
your blackmail, system of organised criminality and heresy freed. And
we did not even have to run from one spot to the other as Mr and Mrs
Steed but simply lived our ancient and eternal by God sealed and
blessed holy matrimony from both ends - but that only a truly holy
soul, who obeys God at the right time in the right place and always
with the truth in their hearts and face, truly and not always
simultaneously and logicaly comprehends - but that is the nature of
true mystery and wonder! And I dwell in it every moment of the day
with my beloved Chad - and this time he did not have to die and nor
did I before we could get reunited again.

Et voila, Wilfred just put on you back yet another of your very own
stain, and does no longer
from a life in the truth of Jesus Christ and even for less than
peanuts refrain, as only Jesus Christ fulfilled his promise towards
him and won't allow your secret society to have him slain but he had a
full trial and is no longer of the truth in denial and did admit also
every hit and that it was your idea to poison us with your paste
diluted in a phial.

And it was also you, who gathered and flocked and shocked your former
sisters with your evermore evil blisters, and they do not want to take
the blame and shame to their name alone that you came up with in the
first place against the truth in Chad's and Etheldreda's wedding cup,
and you are one big disgrace even for the most inhuman race, and that
diffuse priory of unsavioury behavioury no longer wants to put up on
your behalf nor for the golden ox, cow and calf a criminal face and
rather admits defeat and does surrender to the truth than to having to
swallow once again your heretical Christmas treat - as you always on
them also did cheat with your dead meat.

So long, Hilda, I wish I could say it was nice seeing you again - but
I rather do from a further word or comment on you refrain, as you
caused our holy souls and us too much pain, and want us anyway still
slain and put on us still your own stain - you simply lost the plot
and the truth itself has put you on the spot, and have long enough as
your clown in your vicinity in St Magnus spent, where you all the time
with your filth and grime and crime Wilfred and the devil with your
murderous and slanderous evil hand in team with Owini lent.
Fare thee well, you have a long journey to go on, in fact for
eternity, as you will be confined to your own mind's hell. Ceadda and
Etheldreda'

Mother Sigrid Eliora




Jesus Christ says to Wilfred's and Hilda's coven that even stank of
the blood of a rat behind a St Chad's church hall oven from the lurch
in His absence, by Mother Sigrid Eliora
http://churchofjesuschristandmarymagdal

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Mother Sigrid Eliora
HOLY ROMA Abbey of the Holy Rose
Cill Naomh Ceadda the Martyr
Societas Sanctae Rosae Crucis
http://churchofjesuschristandmarymagdalene.blogspot.co.uk