Nations rise, and others fall, and Ours shall rise to protect them all. Above the Clouds but not so far, a beacon of light shining like a star. Knowledge and honor is what they seek, in times where darkness is at its peak, the people of the Clouds are here to stay, Armed with the knowledge of what circles away. Away it was and now its near, hiding behind the ice cube here, the bottom one and what it holds, above its covers of shiny white cold. People of the Earth, have no fears, praise the Lord, and shed no tears. Protect the knowledge that lies upon, and pardon the Ones for hiding the One.
This is the story of a man and a woman, and this is how they got so far, this is end of a tale in the making, and This is how they found The Star. Behold the secret of water and dust. Behold the hidden story of Us. Behold the time when it all began. And Behold the time when it comes again. The Lord have spoken, and his word is upon, nothing to do but praise the One. Know that last time when it was here, nations crumbled down in fear, and only those who followed the signs, found salvation from the end of times. Their heir is here to witness the time, when his knowledge became a crime. A painful truth of what shall come, a sad story about the One.
I once heard of some Few Wise Men, wondering the Earth preaching of the Lion’s den. Their words have echoed throughout the times, as Truth and Honor were the Seals Upon. Only the few that has grasped the knowledge can today praise the lord for such men. To honor their words, I must tell you this, before they died they left a Will, A few words to be spoken, to every man before he is chosen. Before you know that which was not meant to be known by simple men, know that it is not what you might be seeking, it is just a secret and it must remain yours, so keep it.

“…Thou shalt not sell thy knowledge to thy people or Thou shalt suffer the punishment of thy Lord, Thou shalt not speak of thy knowledge to a hideous man or Thou shalt taste and suffer his Ignorance, Thou shalt not keep secret of thy knowledge till it’s forgotten, or Thou shalt suffer the forgetness of thy Lord…”

Now, and given the fact that you know what was meant to be told, in the manner it was intended to, read carefully, open your eyes, look beyond what has been written and try to understand beyond what can be easily understood, the important point, however, is that this is not intended to be a historical record, an intellectual work or literary effort, it falls short of these and is rather, a coherent and consistent body of spiritual teachings. It is on this aspect alone that it stands or falls. The spiritual truths presented here are all that matters, the rest can be regarded as an embellishment, a vehicle for presentation and conveyance.

“…. Eternal rest is intolerable, and manifested potential is frustration. Into the solitude of timelessness can Divine Loneliness and from this arose the desire to create, that He might know and express Himself, and this generated the Love of God. He took thought and brought into being within Himself the Universal Womb of Creation containing the everlasting essence of slumbering spirit. The essence was quickened by a ripple from the mind of God and a creative thought was projected. This generated power which produced light, and this formed a substance like unto a mist of invisible dust. It divided into two forms of energy through being impregnated with The Spirit of God and, quickening the chaos of the void within the Universal Womb, became spun out into whirlpools of substance. From this activity, as sparks from a fire, came an infinite variety of spirit minds, each having creative powers within itself. The activating word was spoken, its echoes vibrate still, and there was a stirring movement which caused instability. A command was given, and this became the Everlasting Law. Henceforth, activity was controlled in harmonious rhythm and the initial inertia was overcome. The Law divided the materializing chaos from God and then established the boundaries of the Eternal Spheres. Time no longer slept on the bosom of God, for now there was change where before all had been unchanging, and change is time. Now within the Universal Womb was heat, substance, and life, and encompassing it was the Word which is the Law. The command was given, "Let the smallest of things form the greatest and that which lives but a flash form everlastingness." Thus, the universe came into being as a condensation of God's thought, and as it did so it obscured Him from all enclosed within His solidifying creation. Henceforth, God was hidden, for He has always remained dimly reflected in His creation. He became veiled from all that came forth from Him. Creation does not explain itself, under the Law it cannot do so, its secrets will have to be unraveled by the created. All things are by nature finite, they have a beginning, a middle and an end. An un-accomplishable purpose would be eternal frustration and therefore, the universe being created purposefully it must have an objective. If it ended without anything else following, then the God existing must slumber indifferent to its activities. But He has made it a living work of greatness operating under the changeless Law. The creating word had been spoken, now there was another command and the power going forth smote the sun, so its face was lit, and it shone with a great radiance pouring warmth and light upon its sister Earth. Henceforth she would live within the protection of her brother's household, rejoicing in his benevolence and strength. The waters upon the bosom of Earth were gathered together and dry land appeared. When the covering of water was rolled back the body of Earth was unstable, damp and yielding. The face of the sun shone down kindly upon his sister and the dry land of her body became very hard, humidity and dampness were taken away. He gave her a garment of fleece and a veil of fine linen, that she might clothe her body with modesty. From the Great Womb had sprung the Spirit of Life and it was rampant in the Heavens. It gazed upon Earth and saw her fairness, and was filled with desire, and came out of the heavenly spaces to possess her. It came not peacefully as a lover, but tempestuously as a ravager. Its breath howled along her corridors and raged among her mountain tops, but it did not discover the dwelling place of her Spirit. She had withdrawn, as a woman withdraws before force, for modesty must not be outraged in submission. Yet she desired its embrace, for among all the Radiant Company she was honored. The sun saw her perplexity and he wrestled with the Spirit of Life and overcame it. When it was subdued, and the primal struggle had ceased, it was delivered by the sun to his sister. It was chastened and quietened and in silence brooded over Earth's waters, and she was stirred in response. Mud eggs of life potential were formed in swamps, at the meeting places of land and two waters. The sun gave quickening heat and life crawled forth upon the bosom of the Earth. The land dust brought forth the male and the dark water mist the female, and they united and multiplied. The first brought forth the second and the two produced the third. Earth was no longer virgin, and the Spirit of Life grew old and departed. Earth was left garbed in the matron's mantle of green, herbage covered the face of the land. The waters brought forth fishes and creatures which move about and twist themselves and wriggle in the waters, the serpents and the beasts of terrible aspect which were of yore, and reptiles which creep and crawl. There were tall walking things and dragons in hideous form clothed with terror, whose great bones may still be seen. Then came forth from the Womb of the Earth all the beasts of the field and forest. All the creatures of creation having blood in their bodies, and it was complete. Beasts roamed the dry land and fishes swam in the seas. There were birds in the skies and worms within the soil. There were great land masses and high mountains, wide barren places and heaving waters. Fertile greenness covered the land and abundant life swarmed in the seas, for now Earth throbbed with the energy of life. Metals lay hidden in her rocks and precious stones within the soil. Gold and silver were scattered and secreted. There was copper for tools and forest of timber. There were swamps of reeds and stone for every purpose. Everything was prepared, everything was ready, and now Earth awaited the coming of man…….”

Greetings Brave Ones, Now standing at the Door Steps of the Altar of Knowledge after a long journey down The Rabbit Hole thinking about the Ones. The time now has Come, and before you enter Upon, know that you've earned it and that you were right all along, you knew it is the Truth and that one day It Shall Come. You trusted your Knowledge, Thoughts and Guts, to jump off The High Cliff and into The Small Well, and with nothing to see underneath you but the clouds your True Intentions and Real Ingenuity has shown and proven once again that One human can change the course of humanity to better a One.

My Brave Ones, Hold no grudges against Those who left you in the dark for so long, or against those who asked you to Jump, as for the knowledge here to come, Can and Shall only be acquired by those who are Wise enough, and those who Dare to Jump. It's the knowledge of the Ages that have past and others to Come, a knowledge that even the Lord Almighty himself has Blessed Upon. So, hold no grudges against Them because soon you may become One.

And now my Wise and Brave Ones, once again The Time has come, to fulfil the Destiney entwined with The One, and before the Lion can roar, and his Vengeance can come Upon, Please allow me to give you a message carried by the few Wise and Brave Ones.  A message from generations that has long past, and yet Their words has echoed through the ages and for ages to come, protected through time by the Truth that lies upon, as Truths Can Never Be Undone, carried Only by the Wise, Brave and Fare Ones, through the Darkest times in history and through the Brightest Ones. Their message was priceless at its time and in their own words shall be worthless when the Time Shall Come.

I'll leave you now with their message and till My Next One, may Their Words guide you through Your Journey and forever remain a beacon of Enlightenment for humanity, and may the Lord have Mercy, Bless and Save their souls like they saved millions to come.

" Greetings, Unborn Ones, now asleep in the dark womb of the future. Greetings from we who were once as you are now and like whom you will one day be. We too hoped and feared, doubted and believed. Were you choosing a gift from the past to the future, what would it be? The golden treasures hoarded by kings? The bright jewels beloved by queens? Is worldly wealth still so important to you? If that would be your choice above all else, we are disappointed, for our labors have been in vain. Would you prefer the secret of life, of eternal youth? Have you altered so little from those who live and laugh? today, with no thought turned towards the future? This thing which seems so desirable, were it yours would you value it? Would it never pall? Would you still be grateful for it after a thousand years have passed? The answer would be "yes" if this life were all, the beginning and end, complete in itself. But might not this life be no more than a prelude, an introduction to something infinitely greater? Is the riddle still unsolved, the secret of the ages? still well kept, known only by a few, even when these words are read? How many generations have passed without progress? Does mankind still lie passive like driftwood upon the sea of spiritual apathy, driven back and forth by changeable winds and conflicting currents, making no headway?

Could we leave you the knowledge enabling you to live a life without toil, surrounded by every luxury and pleasure; a magic stone granting every desire, an all healing potion, the ability to fly or know all things on Earth, would any of these satisfy the desires of your heart and fulfil your dreams? We who lie so far back along the road trust you have progressed beyond such petty aspirations. It is beyond our power to give such gifts, and were they ours to bestow we would withhold them, for unless a gift confers a benefit, it was better not given. With the wisdom of your generation, tell us, which of the things mentioned would really benefit you or even prove less bad than good? Or do you still remain unaware of your true nature and needs?

Who you are, how you speak and dress (are you even like us in form?) we cannot know or imagine. This alone we know as truth, you are brother beings of ours and travel the road we once trod. We share one destiny and have the same true goal, though perhaps no more know in your day what these are than do in ours. Like to us life comes to you unbidden, it is fraught with problems and difficulties; it alternates between light and shade, and like us you wonder what awaits at the end. You, too, are victims of Earth's delusions; you, too, find Truth and Perfection beyond your grasp and you, too, aspire to beauty and goodness. These things we know about you, these things must be or you would not exist.

Your needs are no different from ours, but do you now know with certainty what they are? Your life serves the same purpose, you are part of the same pattern, you are ruled by the same impulses and urges, but do you know why and to what end? We know you are without certainty and assurance about what lies beyond the veil of death, for these cannot be given while man remains no more than man, and doubtless like us you remain suspended between doubt and belief.

Our Unborn Friends, whatever your circumstances of life you are the children of the past and heirs of those who have lived and died. We trust you have no cause to reproach those who once held stewardship over your estate. But whatever you think of the heritage, you cannot put it aside, any more than you can refuse the obligations of life. Maybe it brings you the happiness and security, the peace and plenty we never knew. If so, this will remain unread, for to you it would be a wilderness of words serving no purpose. If you have so much, if you have progressed so far, nothing we could give would be of benefit. To the traveler, information about the road behind is worthless. If this is your state we hail you, we are proud of you, our worthy children of light, conceived in the long dark years wherein we labored and ploughed our own short furrow. You have done well and our greatest joy would be to stand beside you as you exaltingly reach out for the crowning glory of godhood.

But you may be no more enlightened than we, in which case accept our offering as a token of our regret, our desire to make amends on behalf of those who preceded you, for if you remain lost in spiritual darkness the blame is theirs and not yours.

This we give you, The Hidden Books containing the accumulated harvest of wisdom and Truth garnered over the generations, the bread and oil which sustained us and never diminished. May they serve you in your day as well as they served us. Above all, may you be sufficiently enlightened to receive them, for today we are persecuted because of our books, and most who treasured and guarded them are now dead. We can only consign these books to the ground and destiny, trusting they will be called forth at the proper time and in a receptive generation.

These books, which we hand into the keeping of time, were written under the authority of revelation and inspiration. Containing Truth, their message cannot be attacked by time, for Truth is an eternal youth. We make no claim to exact and accurate statements beyond the possibility of error and misinterpretation, for words are frail messengers. They are fallible things unable to transmit accurately from mind to mind. Also, we cannot tell how they who resurrect the books will deal with the contents. They are written in letters known to the learned, but learning changes with the generations. These books are the glorious embodiment of Eternal Truth, but the words and expressions are unworthy garments so that misconception and misunderstanding are not possible. Words are servants of the fallible mortal sphere and when called upon to serve a realm of greater things prove inadequate. Therefore, be not like some petty-minded ones of our generation who say, "The letters are misplaced and the words ill-used." They examine each blade of grass diligently, but fail to discover the purpose of the meadow. Such men lack insight and seeing only the bare letters say, "These tell me all, there is nothing more". We have a saying, "do not judge a place of instruction by its bricks". Wisdom, being eternal, doubtless this will apply no less in your generation.

So, Unborn Unknowable Ones, we humbly tender this, the gift of the past which we could not pass on otherwise. If you have advanced far along the road towards greatness, it will have no value; but if you still dally or have wandered away, lost in the illusive mists of worldliness and none answers your cries, then take this hand extending out of the past. It will guide you faithfully and well. Down through the generations men have been persecuted, have suffered and died so that Truth and Goodness might prevail, remember them. If the world is good, then your peace and pleasures have been brought by their sacrifices. If it is not, then you must not quibble over the cost to yourselves in making it good. Surely no torments and terrors in your days could exceed those of the past! Farewell, Unborn Ones, with these few words we have reached from the day of the present into the night of the future. We have planted the seed, will it grow or rot in the ground? What crop will it produce? We cannot know. Let fate deal with it as it will, we have gathered the seed, flailed and winnowed it and kept it with every care. We have planted well, we can do no more.

May life deal better with you than with us. May you never be denied the comforting hand of hope. Farewell!"

Bio

30 Years old Egyptian living in the United States of America. Currently working independently as an International Trade Logistics Specialist holding a B.Sc. Degree in International Trade Logistics and Supply Chain Management, also I am Former Player for the Egyptian National Shooting Team.

Goals pertaining the Kingdom of Asgardia

1. Develop and maintain a 5 Years Strategic Plan for Promoting the Kingdom of Asgardia throughout the North American Continent.
2. Develop a Smart Digital Financial Infrastructure to maintain a Steady Income for all Asgardians who are willing to collaborate and work with/under the supervision of the Asgardian Government.
3. Establish Asgardia University for Advanced Educations and Science to ensure Asgardian’s access to modern day knowledge.
4. Establish Asgardia’s Official International News Paper Agency, to maintain a steady, updated, and authentic media source to all Asgardians. The Paper will be published in 12 languages.
5. Launch the first initiative to organize the first Asgardia Annual Citizens Meeting in Vienna, Austria in Summer of 2019.
6. Establish the Asgardia Business Excellence Society to ensure all Asgardians have access to the latest business trends, training, coaching, and mentoring provided by some of the world’s leading business men.
7. Establish Asgardia’s National Social Network to help bring Asgardians together.

Goals pertaining all of Humanity

1. Initiate the First International Space Awareness Program to help promote Space Science Literacy.
2. Establish Asgardia’s Humanitarian Aid Mission to The World in collaboration with the United Nations.
3. Develop the first prototype for a Mining and Refining Space Plant in collaboration with The Aerospace International Research Center.