The Quest for Paradise

"What's the purpose of this expedition then?"

"Well that hasn't exactly been shared with me, but if I had to speculate I would say this. Once upon a time a man rose to power by influencing people to be of like mind and he began to build a tower with the sole purpose of invading heaven and taking the throne of God by force. That man was Nimrod. This expedition is nothing else but the latest attempt by which to find the means to build that proverbial tower in order that man's arrogance might assault the throne room of God as it once did in the days of old before the nations were divided by language. I……"

"Yes, I think we've all been brought up to speed. Thank you Samantha. Orientation is now over. You all know the truth and I suggest you get over any unspoken amnosity about it as it won't be tolerated. The whole expedition is being pushed up as it appears the Russians have already embarked theirs, with the Israeli/Indian team not far behind. Everyone proceed through these doors to the side of the stage."

Dutifully the cowed herd that still seemed to be in a state of shock obediently filed out of the amphitheater room. Silently I prayed that they took my witness to heart and avoided becoming enlisted in this gathering army of darkness for yet unknown purposes.

"The timetable is mine and as such I must give My permission. Even as they hate Me they also fear Me and can only fulfill what I have already purposed to occur at the appointed times."

With that revelation felt I moved on down off the stage, but I kept back from the pack. I had no desire to rush headlong into whatever fate the government had planned for us.