I’m going to try and lay it all out a bit quicker. I’m getting some feedback from above that I’m dilly-dallying. There’s no use protesting to Satan or your boss. You will never win that argument.
Remember how I told you this book is sort of like an application or test for a higher level? And I talked about Listeners. Do you remember that conversation?
There’s more to it.
- Musicians
- Artists
- Athletes
- Celebrities
- Sex Workers
- Politicians
Humans follow several paths as they mature into adulthood, some much later than others. The one class I didn’t mention, the ONE for which all angels seek at this very moment in this revolution of time, is not Jesus, as you might have imagined, but a new member of the universe’s rarest class: Singer.
Yep, we’re looking for the cosmic singer, catador really, who will take over from our last (checks notes) ONE. “Oh dear!”
It’s rather urgent. I’m not supposed to give you any more information about this. I apologize. I must go back to Mr. Rooney’s Office now. I hope to return to serve you further.
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