The Warrior caste
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Humans are not a single spiritual race
There are different spiritual castes
One caste is so dramatically different from another caste that it may as well be viewed as a different spiritual race
You may be of the Warrior caste
A warrior is largely immune from religion, and his spirit is, generally speaking, eternal. It just dies a lot
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On the other side of the coin, the home of the warrior is the Upper Hell
This is traditionally known as Valhalla
On the face of things, those with the courage of a warrior prosper there, and those who don’t are enslaved
However the practical workings of the place mean that your level within warrior society is determined by the alliances you forge and the strength and commitment they produce
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The Upper Hell is a twilight world with a landscape that favours ambush. This means that small groups can defeat large groups if they have the balls
Never-the-less huge armies also operate there on battles of a scale to suit all tastes
You are injured and ‘killed’ in Hell the same as anywhere else. The more serious the injury the longer it takes to recover, but you always do recover and return to war
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.All sorts of wimps are sent to Hell. These become the property of anyone strong enough to enslave them
Helots are designed for use
A small percentage simply ‘refuse to play’ and lie comatose on the ground
They slowly sink into the ground and become ghosts on your world
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The size of your army is determined by the number of your followers, which is determined by the number and strength of your alliances.
All junior alliances involve sexual submission
Those who rise to the top in the Upper Hell have the opportunity to apprentice themselves to the gods of war
Warriors are the only caste in existence whose gods rise through the ranks
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The gods of war work in concert with God on the placement of warriors in matter, energy, space and time
in accordance with Creation Law
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Carried by a tempest into the midst of confusion, torment, darkness, and death
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.To ‘damn’ is to condemn to eternal punishment.
‘Eternal’ means without beginning or end of existence.
Warriors are not discorporated in the Lake of Fire (the substance of God).
We pay for our sins physically and live on! To do it all again!
The acceptance of eternal punishment establishes the eternal Warrior!
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The Upper Hell is the home of Warriors!
Men and women who pay for their sins physically.
The milk-white schools of the Spirit Worlds are for those who pine and anguish.
We live! We create! We act – build civilisations, construct empires! We break rocks, shed blood, return to Hell, pay the price and are reborn to do it all again.
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God knows each Warrior, weighs our qualities to the finest degree and places us in history with more care and thought than you can imagine. It is us that lead and drive and raise humans from ash to glory! My people change history this way and that. Every one of us is a precision instrument and we do exactly what God knew we would.
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A warrior may pledge his allegiance to any banner
If a warrior wishes to elevate himself to apprenticeship with the gods of war, it is helpful, though not essential, to affiliate with a banner of God
Apprentices are placed on worlds such as yours to defend against the might of the Upper Hell, in what you would call a World War
If they win, they accede to godship
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.“No, no,” said Rhadamanth, “it were not well,
with loving souls to place a martialist.
He died in war, and must to martial fields,
where wounded Hector lives in lasting pain,
and Achilles’ Myrmidons do scour the plain.”
“Send him,” quoth he, “to our infernal king.”
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Humans are not a single spiritual race
There are different spiritual castes
One caste is so dramatically different from another caste that it may as well be viewed as a different spiritual race
You may be of the Warrior caste
A warrior is largely immune from religion, and his spirit is, generally speaking, eternal. It just dies a lot
.
.
On the other side of the coin, the home of the warrior is the Upper Hell
This is traditionally known as Valhalla
On the face of things, those with the courage of a warrior prosper there, and those who don’t are enslaved
However the practical workings of the place mean that your level within warrior society is determined by the alliances you forge and the strength and commitment they produce
.
.
The Upper Hell is a twilight world with a landscape that favours ambush. This means that small groups can defeat large groups if they have the balls
Never-the-less huge armies also operate there on battles of a scale to suit all tastes
You are injured and ‘killed’ in Hell the same as anywhere else. The more serious the injury the longer it takes to recover, but you always do recover and return to war
.
.All sorts of wimps are sent to Hell. These become the property of anyone strong enough to enslave them
Helots are designed for use
A small percentage simply ‘refuse to play’ and lie comatose on the ground
They slowly sink into the ground and become ghosts on your world
.
.
The size of your army is determined by the number of your followers, which is determined by the number and strength of your alliances.
All junior alliances involve sexual submission
Those who rise to the top in the Upper Hell have the opportunity to apprentice themselves to the gods of war
Warriors are the only caste in existence whose gods rise through the ranks
.
.
The gods of war work in concert with God on the placement of warriors in matter, energy, space and time
in accordance with Creation Law
.
.
Carried by a tempest into the midst of confusion, torment, darkness, and death
.
.To ‘damn’ is to condemn to eternal punishment.
‘Eternal’ means without beginning or end of existence.
Warriors are not discorporated in the Lake of Fire (the substance of God).
We pay for our sins physically and live on! To do it all again!
The acceptance of eternal punishment establishes the eternal Warrior!
.
.
The Upper Hell is the home of Warriors!
Men and women who pay for their sins physically.
The milk-white schools of the Spirit Worlds are for those who pine and anguish.
We live! We create! We act – build civilisations, construct empires! We break rocks, shed blood, return to Hell, pay the price and are reborn to do it all again.
.
.
God knows each Warrior, weighs our qualities to the finest degree and places us in history with more care and thought than you can imagine. It is us that lead and drive and raise humans from ash to glory! My people change history this way and that. Every one of us is a precision instrument and we do exactly what God knew we would.
.
.
A warrior may pledge his allegiance to any banner
If a warrior wishes to elevate himself to apprenticeship with the gods of war, it is helpful, though not essential, to affiliate with a banner of God
Apprentices are placed on worlds such as yours to defend against the might of the Upper Hell, in what you would call a World War
If they win, they accede to godship
.
.“No, no,” said Rhadamanth, “it were not well,
with loving souls to place a martialist.
He died in war, and must to martial fields,
where wounded Hector lives in lasting pain,
and Achilles’ Myrmidons do scour the plain.”
“Send him,” quoth he, “to our infernal king.”
Thomas Kyd : The Spanish Tragedy. 1586
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.Hell’s gates are flung wide open!
the inmost deeps call in hoarse greeting
one to another and
out of the fractured darkness
elements rage! fiend voices rave!
On comes the flood in all its foaming horror
and where’s the dike shall stop it?
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.Hell’s gates are flung wide open!
the inmost deeps call in hoarse greeting
one to another and
out of the fractured darkness
elements rage! fiend voices rave!
On comes the flood in all its foaming horror
and where’s the dike shall stop it?
Sir Walter Scott/ Robert Browning / Kingskerswell
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.The Arch Fear in visible form stalks and stalks until the dawn stars burn away
Homesteads in black terror weep at the sins of the war-lords,
at the bitterness, the folly and the pain,
and because Kings must murder still
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.The Arch Fear in visible form stalks and stalks until the dawn stars burn away
Homesteads in black terror weep at the sins of the war-lords,
at the bitterness, the folly and the pain,
and because Kings must murder still
Vachel Lindsay / R.Browning / Kingskerswell
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.Who hath slain my son
and left his bloody corpse dishonoured
to drown me with an ocean of my tears
Oh my dearest son, besmeared with blood
and no one to bear his body away
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.Who hath slain my son
and left his bloody corpse dishonoured
to drown me with an ocean of my tears
Oh my dearest son, besmeared with blood
and no one to bear his body away
Thomas Kyd
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