Hello Folks,
The 18 year-old boy is now almost 62 and is standing in front of the Great Gallery in Horseshoe Canyon ... there is one more assassination to complete ... it is March 15, 2012 ... I take my flashlight out of my pocket and then through flashes, Morse code 2x2=4, 4x4=16, 16x16=256 ... I then trace the hieroglyphic for Moab and 2D changes to 3D and ... 'It' is standing there ... I climb up to his level and enter the chamber ...
Standing with him are all the folks we both protected and killed ... killed to save mankind from themselves ... protected for this very moment ....
'It' projects the thought ... 'you know what to do ...' ... I project back ...'yes .. do they know ...' ..'yes' comes back ... I look around and make eye contact with each of them ... King Eglon, Philip of Macedonia, Jesus Christ; all of them ... I look at John Lennon last ... and start to cry ...
John projects ... 'you can do it ... all you need is love' ... I scream at the top of lungs ... and pull a glock from my backpack and empty the magazine into 'It's head ... 'It' is thrown up and back but before he hits the floor, there is a blinding light ... all the others standing there are being drawn into 'It' ... and then as 'It' finally lands on the hard rock ... the chamber is in darkness ...
I turn on my flashlight and I walk over to 'It' ... he is finally, irrevocably, irretrievably dead ... my dearest and oldest friend ... by my hand ... I stoop down to say goodbye ... and suddenly his arm knifes through the darkness and grabs me by the wrist .... from his open mouth ... smoke or a fog emanates and it enters me through my nostrils ... I can't move .. I am frozen there while this process takes place ... when it is complete the death grip relaxes and I fall unconscious to the chamber rock floor ...
I wake up ... and look around and I am home in Peterborough ... I check my watch ... 15 March 2012 ... my grandson Gavin is there .. so Rhiannon must be visiting ... Sigourney is playing with him and Yvonne is cooking something ... Sigourney puts Gavin down and he runs over and grabs my wrist ... we are both transfixed ... frozen ... something passes from me to Gavin .. just as 'It' said would happen ...
Gavin can finally let go and starts to cry ... I tickle him .. he looks at me astonished and then roars off laughing ...
Gavin is no longer the same ... at a cellular level his DNA has been changed ... he is now the best of 'It' ... and of all the others ... from Gavin a new kind of 'man will emerge .. and in the years to come ... words like pride, prejudice, violence, war, greed, avaraice, kill, I, me, and a host of others will have no meaning ... man will truly co-exist and care ... for himself, for others, for the planet ... it will be a new golden age ... and they will reach out for the stars ...
Oh .. and Gavin ... somewhere out there ... there is another 'earth' .. it is in trouble ... they need help ... they need a guiding hand ... in a game of tag ... Gavin is 'It' ... it is my job now to make sure his destiny is fulfilled ...
To quote from verse 2012 of the Krome Koan ...
' ... everybody loves you when you're six foot in the ground ... '
Hello Folks,
An 18 year old boy is sitting in Central BBQ and eating a half rack plus a side of beans ... the clientele is a mixture of white and black ... it is 1968 .. life between the two cultures is amicable but strained ... that is about to change ...
The 18 year old boy is 5 miles from where he needs to be ... another loose cannon, Earl, is supposed to be on the case but that is simply a diversion ...
It is close to 3 PM ... the boy pays cash for his meal ... and then begins the long trek west towards the river ... it is April 4, 1968, but it is warmer than normal ... the boy walks with his jacket draped over his shoulder .. .and his duffel bag draped over the other ...
He makes his way to a rooming house, books a room overlooking a motel across the street ... at 6:01 PM he pulls a rifle from his duffel bag and shoots 'It' ... who is standing on the balcony outside his room with Jesse Jackson ...
Earl was still trying to sort everything out ... and still was when the authorities caught up with him ...
The 18 year old boy is not happy ... having just shot 'It' one more time ... but having achieved what was agreed upon ... realizing 'It' is the only friend it has in this world ... or any world ... he projects and returns to the only earthly home he has ... as an ordinary 18 year old year boy ... in New Brunswick, Canada ... April 4, 1968 ....
He enters the house ... his mother is glued to the TV ... there has been another assassination ... his father is laying down in the bedroom staring at the ceiling ... he pulls out Rubber Soul and puts it on the record player ... he is a big Beatle fan ... he shudders at what he must do on the 8 December 1980 ...
He shuffles through his book bag and searches for a partially completed assignment ... he has to be careful to dumb everything down to an 18 year old level ... he pulls out a three ring binder and it has sprung and the pages go everywhere ... he bends to pick them up and then his eye catches the title block of this assignment ... he likes his earthly name this time around ... it has a nice ring .. Phil ... Phil Connor ... millennial friend to 'It' and assassin of the world's greatest minds and leaders ...
To quote from verse 1968 of the Krome Koan,
' ... everyone has a photographic memory .. some just don't have film ... '
Hello Folks,
The motorcade winds it's way through the crowded streets ... people are lined up twenty deep ... children are on their father's backs ... folks are hanging out of building windows .. everyone is cheering and waving American flags ....
It is a blue sky, sunshine day ... it is warm ... it is warm enough that the top is down ... the motorcycles lead the way ... and another motorcycle escort lag behind ... forming a compact moving organism ...
Behind the crowd ... slightly elevated ... Abraham Zapruder readies his 8 mm video camera ... on a slightly raised knoll cub reporter Dan Rather watches everything with interest ... 7 floors up, Lee Harvey has opened a window in the building where he works, has his lunch spread out before him and has his rifle ready for action ... it's an Italian infantry rifle ... model 1891/1938 ... manufactured in Terni, Italy ... it uses 6.5x52 mm loads ... it has an attached telescopic sight .. which he was just then trying out ...
Dan Rather could now see the motorcade approaching ... beside Dan is a young couple with their son ... Dan is mistaken .. the young child ... a 13 year old ... is not with the young couple at all ... he is dressed neatly in a suit and has a schoolbag ... he is staying close to the young couple so as to look as if he is with them ...
Abraham is videoing now ... Dan asks the young boy if he'd like a boost so he can see .. the kid says, 'Yeah, sure ... ' ... Dan lifts him to his shoulders ... the motorcade is just about opposite Dan and the kid ... a shot rings out ... the kid shakes his head ... Lee Harvey couldn't hit the broad side of a barn ...
The kid pulls a gun out of his schoolbag ... and fires ... and blows the side of 'It's head clean out ... Dan has no idea what the kid has done but realizes something is terribly wrong .. he let's the kid down and runs towards the motorcade ... the kid walks away slowly, crosses the road and turns a corner ... the kid morphs into a middle aged man ... that looks like a caricature of a gangster ...
The middle-aged man shakes his head and keeps on walking ... he mumbles to himself in disgust ... Lee Harvey ... and shakes his head ... he gets into his car and slowly drives away .. the car is registered to Jacob Leon Rubinstein ... his friends know him as Jack Ruby ...
To quote from verse 1891 of the Krome Koan ...
' ... if at first you don't succeed, skydiving is not for you ... '
Hello Folks,
It is pitch black and a cold wind is whipping through the canyon ... sheep and mountain lions have sought shelter ... a major storm is coming ... the grasses are almost horizontal, and are swirling and breaking in the strong wind ...
A solitary tall figure, blacker than the night, walks unperturbed through the canyon ... a conversation is going on ... but it entirely mental ... no words are spoken ... the person being spoken to is far removed ... in distance and time ...
The wind increases in velocity ... trees are beginning to crack ... some are uprooted .... a giant cottonwood bends, cracks and falls .. on the solitary walker ... as soon as the cottonwood hits the walking figure, it explodes in thousands of pieces ... the solitary figures rage is fueling the impending storm ... 'It' is unharmed by the tree or unfazed by the howling winds ...
'There has to be another way' ... 'It' projects ... in a place and a time far removed from 'It' a response comes back ... 'there are no other options' .... 'It' knows this is true ... 'It' screams into the night ... the canyon walls crack for miles around ...
'When', 'It' projects .... moments later a response comes back ... 'tonight' ... 'It' returns to the 'hologram' and readies ... then transforming himself and projecting himself at the same time ...
'It' arrives in Boston, MA on the 17 August 1916 ... he is dressed impeccably ... he greets his wife .. yes he is back from New York early but must leave later that same night ... he and his wife dine and then 'retire' ... he leaves as he stated ...
Nine months later ... 'It's wife will give birth to a son ... a younger brother for Joseph ... born on May 29 1917 ... 'It' will have his 'millennial friend' assassinate this child on the 22 November 1963 ... in Dallas, TX ... but it won't be a child of course ... it will be 'It' himself ... and 'It' gets weaker every time ...
Meanwhile his millennial friend is in New Orleans in the December 1938 ... 'he' will become a new father on October 18, 1939 ... the child will be named Harvey ... but will later adopt his two given names Lee Harvey ...
'It' was not looking forward to meeting his friend in Dallas ... but some things just can't be avoided ...
To quote from verse 1963 of the Krome Koan,
' ... the sooner you fall behind, the more time you'll have to catch up ... '
Hello Folks,
Robert Merton gave us the phrase, 'the law of unintended consequences' .... for any willed action, there are consequences which occur that were not intended ... for instance prohibition in the US led to a lot more freer society than the supporters could have ever anticipated ... in fact I would argue that without it there would not be a music genre we call jazz and a music form that we refer to as 'rock' ...
When you consider 'It's interference in the assassination of King Eglon and in the crucifixion of Christ .. what did he hope to achieve ... but first consider this ... 'It' engineered the'killings' in the first place ... what was 'It' trying to do ... in each instance ... Eglon and Christ ... they were beginning to make changes that would have benefited society as a whole and put at the risk the need for a far right ... and a far left ...
But someone would have killed these folks anyway ... 'It' could not let that happen ... he was trying to engineer an outcome ... and to that end 'It' needed to be in complete control ... so he was not only the person assassinated in each case ... the person doing the assassinating was the same in both cases ... why .. because the assassination had to occur at exactly the right time to ensure a proper successor ... one that would carry on and indeed achieve far more than the one assassinated ... how could 'It' control that ... well he had to hand pick the successor ...
This did not work in the case of King Eglon ... so a lesson was well learned ... for you see 'It' was Christ ... he appeared at the age of 21 from ... who knows where ... well we do ... and just started gathering a following through his actions, words and works .... he appeared at a time of apparent no hope ... in a time where a hero was desperately needed ... to reference that great quote from Batman ... 'It' always took on a role ... 'because he was the hero the times deserved ... but not the one it needed in the long term ... we'll hunt (read kill) because he can take it ... because he's not our hero .. he's our silent guardian ... a watchful protector ... a dark knight ...'
From those gathered immediately around him 'It' as Christ realized John was the hero the moment needed .. and when pressed into service would carry on and achieve far more that 'It' (Christ) could ...
Judas ...didn't kill Christ ... but without him Christ would not have been captured and crucified ... the political 10% killed Christ but they needed help from the 'active left' to achieve this ... and that was where Judas came in ... who was Judas ... well Judas appeared at the same time as 'It' .. in fact they were friends ... in fact they were very old friends ... millennial friends ...
The one thing 'It' did not plan upon .. and that occurred as an unintended consequence was Christianity ... his actions had a direct effect on the evolution of this philosophy ... and in the end ... as horrible the consequences were ... it actually helped 'It' in his quest to engineer an outcome ...
But I am getting ahead of myself ... actually, it would be more truthful to say I am getting behind myself ... but you will understand all very soon ....
To quote from verse 1959 of the Krome Koan,
' ... all those who believe in psychokinesis, raise my hand ... '
Hello Folks,
Outside the walls of the city people have gathered on a small hill ... some are weeping, some are yelling epithets, some are in shock .. the few soldiers that are there stay back but view the scene looking for and expecting trouble ...
Four or five women are gathered together at the centre of the congregation but removed from the general gathering ...
Some people are sitting on the ground ... some are sitting on horse and donkeys .. most are wearing kaftans and head dresses ...
The gathering is quiet ... so quiet you can hear a pin drop ... the day is overcast and storm is looming ... they are straining to hear the words spoken by someone elevated above them ... he is speaking Aramaic ... or as close to Aramaic as he can get as it is not his native language ...
'farmer ... get him .. he knows what to do ... ' and then a few seconds later ... 'in two days I'll be back' ... and then noticing how stricken everyone was, 'hold on .. there will be another' ...
'Good, good, ... don't weep for me' .... and then ... 'I will reverse' ... followed by, 'it is not over' ... and finally, finally seeing him, 'Farmer ... all of this is now in your hands' ... and then the man, having just spoken these words ... dies ...
There was a loud keening wail from the women gathered around the man who had just passed ... the soldiers approached the women and move past them to make sure he was dead ... the soldiers retrieved the body and turned it over to the women ... with help from the others, they received the body and transported it to a catacomb already prepared for the interment ..
The body was placed on a stone ledge in the catacomb and a stone rolled in place to seal the entrance ... the women wept openly and had to be assisted from the burial site ... inside the catacomb ... 'It' would recover from the crucifixion within two days and would be seen leaving the catacomb and then rising up to his 'transport' ...
The year is 33 AD ... the city walls are those of Jerusalem ..
What the folks gathered around 'It' actually understood when he was speaking was not what he said ... it was this ...
'Father forgive them for they know not what they do'
'Today you will be with me on paradise'
'Behold your son; behold your mother'
'My god, my god, why have you forsaken me'
'I thirst'
'It is finished'
'Father, into your hands, I commit my spirit'
Oh ... the Farmer ... that was Jesus' nickname for John ...
To quote from verse 33 of the Krome Koan,
' ... why do psychics have to ask for your name ... '
Hello Folks,
The signal that 'It' was looking for ... the time when he needed to step in was the rise of a popular front opposing King Eglon ... that front was ostensibly from the bottom strata of society ... but it's leaders were funded by those in the top 10% ...
The reason being as long as there was political unrest and unease ... both the opposition front and the folks at the top had a reason for being ... with harmony ... with a society that was organized and responsive to all segments of society ... well it would have no need for hangers on at the top ... or opposition at the bottom ...
King Eglon was on the verge of turning Mob into a region that would indeed have been peaceful ... the rabble rousers at the bottom could not abide with this ... let alone the politicians at the top and thus they began to make plans to rid themselves of Eglon and put a puppet in place ...
So why did 'It' take King Eglon's place ... why did King Eglon need to be saved and why was it important that 'It' be there in his place ... 'It' needed to be there to ensure that in the aftermath of the assassination, that the puppet was indeed no puppet at all ... but a person who would essentially carry on with needed reforms and put an end to those in influence and those in their sway at the bottom ...
But the question remains why bother at all ... why was this of importance to 'It' ... well let's think on a cosmic scale ... meaning in terms of lives that are measured in millions of years ... on earth we have seasons in the northern and southern zones ... those seasons repeat ... we live, we die ... the seasons remain ... on a cosmic scale ... interstellar gas coalesces, cools solidifies, a planet is formed ... eventually the sun starts to expand and cool .. the planet is eventually consumed by the expansion or consumed by the sudden and catastrophic implosion of the star as it dies ... and in so doing leading to a new planetary creation process ...
The cosmos is a hologram ... the processes that take place on a cosmic scale are mirrored by those on each planet, meteor, asteroid, moon ... some planets are young, some are middle aged, some are old ... some plants ... if a myriad of circumstances are correct ... will mirror a planetary creation process ... gases will be created, they will coalesce in some sort of steady state, and then eventually as the planet ages will dissipate and finally the planet will become barren ...
But within that atmosphere a process that mirrors the planetary process starts ... a process that has a beginning, a middle and an end ... it's the same thing ... except if that process gains self awareness ... and then it is labeled 'life' ...
'It' had intervened in other 'life' processes on other planets ... to no avail ... 'life' seems determined to destroy itself ... but with one difference from the planetary mechanism ... there is no re-birth ... this is not possible within a hologram ... 'It' needs to understand this ... and needs to learn why ... because if 'life' is outside the hologram ... there is no meaning ... no reason ... but it also means something else ... 'life' can escape the cycle that ends in death .. 'life' doesn't have to end the way he has seen it ... nor should it .. there is something 'It' is missing ... and 'It' desperately needs to know what that is ... for you see ... 'It' is dying ... in earth terms he has millions of years to live ... in his ... 'days' ...
But there is one other thing ... 'It' has a gift .. let's call it a legacy ... 'It' needs to pass it on ... and this may be 'It's last chance ... in fact .. it may be 'It's only chance ...
To quote from verse 1,048,576 of the Krome Koan,
' ... ok ... so what is the speed of dark ... '
Hello Folks,
When John's hand touched my shoulder ... 'It' reacted and pulled him back immediately ... just as quickly 3D turned to 2D ... but as the canyon wall was solidifying 'It' motioned his hand towards me and ... pop ... I was sitting in front of my computer in Moab looking at the picture of the great gallery I had taken the day before ...
But how the hell could that be ... I glanced at my watch ...10:24 AM the next day .... meaning the day after the Horseshoe Canyon visit ... I went outside and yes my car was parked just where I usually park it .. so did I just get pushed into the future ... no I just pushed into the picture ... let me try to explain ...
Remember I said that the Mazes District where 'It' was is a hologram ... well it is .. but it is more than that ... the hologram which is all intents and purposes the area around Horseshoe Canyon ... is a picture ... it is a picture of an area that exists light years away from earth ... meaning we recognize the picture as Horseshoe Canyon .. but it is mimicking an area that is home to 'It' ... but is is more than that ... when 'It' is in this area ... he is both here ... and both there ... home .. wherever that is ...
When I take a picture of the great gallery ... I not only capture what my camera is pointing at but also the entire hologram ... which is contained in each element of the hologram itself ... like human memory ...
When 'It' 'pushed me' ... just before the canyon wall solidified .. he pushed me into the digital picture I had taken of the canyon wall ... but not just me ... all the elements that are me ... including my vehicle 3 miles away ... and even though we don't know it yet ... the memory card in my camera is a hologram ... it contains the elements of where I have been and what I have done ... I was pushed through the memory card to my laptop ... and then from my laptop through my finger prints on the keys to me sitting there touching the keys looking at the very picture I had been pushed through ...
When John placed his hand on my shoulder ... he put something into my pocket with his other hand ... this would be the proof ... would it still be there ... I reached into my pocket and sure enough there it was .. a little plastic case ... with an SD memory card inside .....
I inserted the SD card into my laptop ... and Autoplay kicked in ... indicated it was a wav file ... I clicked on it and it started to play ... at first nothing but gradually ... volume increasing ... a live recording of someone playing piano ... it is familiar ... arpeggiated chords ... yes ... it is Beethoven's 'Moonlight Sonata' ... but then it slows down ... and starts to play in reverse ... slowly coming up to speed .. it is more familiar than ever ... 'Because' from Abbey Road ...
John starts to sing against the motif ... stream of consciousness lyrics ... 'because the world is round, 'It' turns me on ... because the wind is high, 'It' blows my mind ... because the sky is blue, 'It' makes me cry ... round, high, blue ... on, mind, cry ... you know me and anagrams ... round, high, blue, on,mind cry ... translates to ... burly gunner hid .. mdc ... hi ono ... mdc .. Mark David Chapman ... and a hello to his eventual widow ...
To quote from verse 1024 of the Krome Koan,
' ... the problem with the gene poll is that there is no lifeguard ... '
Hello Folks,
So ... what was the real purpose of 'It's intervention in the assassination of King Eglon ... well ... we are just going to have to wait on that for a bit ...
Yesterday I went into the Maze District of Canyonlands National Park ... if you remember this is the epi-centre of continental movement .. an area that all for all intents and purposes remains unchanged ...
The area I traveled to was in Horseshoe Canyon ... it's open and accessible ... for the adventurous ... the trail is marked ... and it leads to three panels of rock art ... everyone traveling in here would stop at the last panel ... and then turn around and re-trace their steps ...leaving before dark... and that's a damn good thing ...
If you draw a straight line between Moab and the Upheaval Dome and then extend that line SW it hits Horseshoe Canyon where the location of the great gallery is ... the gallery is the greatest collection of pictographs in the world ...
People have mused over this rock art since it was discovered ... the figures are life size and the entities portrayed are limbless having insect like eyes and form ... there is one panel separated from the others that seems to have a regal figure in the company of others ... it has been named, 'Great Ghost and Attendants' ...
The 'Great Ghost' is 7 feet tall ... 4 of the attendants are very close .. 2 are removed and shorter ... as if they are more distant and coming to the Great Ghost ... well ... that is probably the key to the whole thing ... if I am wrong I will freeze to death ... I'll never find my way out of the canyon ... at 5:30 the sunlight has just about gone ,,, by 6:00 PM it is dusk ... by 6:30 PM it is dark and the Milky Way is clearly visible it is so bloody dark ...
I take the flashlight out of my pack ... I pull down the rebar-rope barrier and scramble up to the 'Great Ghost' panel ... I shine the flashlight on the Great Ghost ... I flick the light off and on ... and then I start painting with my flashlight ... I paint 2x2=4 ... then 4x4=16 ... just using the flashlight like a paintbrush ... then 16x16=256 ... then 256x256 =65536 ... I then start to paint the word Moab ... not as a M-O-A-B ... but in Canaanite hieroglyphs ... 3 squiggly lines ... a feather .. a foot ...
I get halfway through the spelling ... the canyon wall shimmers and then 2D becomes 3D ... 'It' is standing there ... with 4 attendants close at hand ... and I recognize them all ... John Lennon reaches out his hand and grabs me by the shoulder ... 'How's Paul ....'
To quote from verse 65536 of the Krome Koan,
' ... how can you tell when you are out of invisible ink ...'
Hello Folks,
On the plains above the capital city of Dibon the funeral pyre is still too warm to approach three days after the cremation of King Eglon ... the sun has just set and the moon is rising in the east ....
A wisp of a breeze blows ashes around in a swirl ... some locals hoping to scrounge any precious metal reduced to slag by the the inferno have gathered ...
The wind picks up .... the ashes are now swirling several small funnel shapes ... dust devils ... the locals watch fascinated ... then the dust devils converge ... into one larger swirling mass ... more ashes are drawn in ... it begins to take shape ... take human form ...
The locals watch amazed at the visage taking shape before them ... when 'It' walks out of the dust devil ... the locals drop to their knees dumbfounded ... 'It' sees them ... surprised and momentarily at odds what to do ... 'It' quickly grabs a branch from a near tree .. breaks it off and holds it out to the locals ... he speaks in their native Cannanite .. as best he can ... 'I return in pieces ... I will save you ... I am good ... I will not hurt you ... I have no name ... I must go up to my ship' ...
And with that ... 'It' simply 'transports; to his 'transport' where the real King Eglon is in a state of suspended animation ...
The locals see 'It' rise until ... 'It' simply disappears .... what the locals actually heard 'It' to say was something different then 'It' said .. being not totally familiar with Cannanite ...
'I come in peace ... I am your salvation ... I am a god ... I am your salvation ... I am he that cannot be named ... I must rise to the heavens'. The tree that he pulled the branch from was an olive tree ... the branches were shaped like a chicken foot ... one of the locals picked it up .... 'peace' he said ... 'peace' ... the others picked up the chant ... 'peace' ... 'peace' ...
One of the locals was a very spiritual man ... his name was Abel ... he could read and write ... he would go home that night and begin writing in stone a combination of what he saw mixed with his own beliefs ... unbeknownst to him ... this was the beginning of a movement that would cause 'It' to intervene once again in 5000 years ...
To quote from verse 5001 of the Krome Koan,
' ... 99% of lawyers give the rest a bad name ... '
Hello Folks,
The word anarchist comes from the Greek 'archon' ... an arkhon was one of the 9 chief magistrates of ancient Athens ... which later morphed to arkhe ... rule ... and then to arkhos ... ruler ... so an-arkhe ... became anarchy and anyone who promoted or practiced it ... an an-arkhe-ist ... or today .. anarchist ....
But King Eglon lived 3500 years before this ... so the term had not yet been coined ... but the assassination of Eglon would cure that ...
'It' kept watch on the movements of homo sapiens and 'it' knew it was only a matter of time before groups would be tired of the constant struggle that movement and migration entailed ... and would try to settle a particular area ... once this decision was made, it was only a matter of time before the group would become stratified on basis of might ... the mighty at the top ... the less mighty in between ... the meek at the bottom ...
The mighty can't stand the thought of someone or something more mighty ... so conflicts between neighboring groups were quite common ... the mightier becoming mighty until a city with all it's advantages and disadvantages evolved ... and whatever it is about a collection of individuals in such a collective ... 80% were happy and contributing to the enterprise ... 10% were taking advantage of it .. and as usual leaders in this group emerge to give voice and spur on this 10% ... they never act themselves ... they just take advantage of those that do .. and 10% were downtrodden, looked down upon and were treated unfairly and cruelly ... the behavior of the top 10% motivate the bottom 10% to acts that would be considered outside the law ... and as usual leaders emerge to give voice and spur the 10% ... they never act themselves ... they just take advantage of those that do ...
The Sumerian region was the first of what we now call civilizations ... basically a country without borders having several fiefdoms ... in the Moab area of that civilization King Eglon was king ... but one of 8 kings subservient to the Sumerian King ... today we would refer to Eglon as a governor or a premier ...
'It' recognized the time was ripe ... the Sumerian king wanted rid of Eglon because he was perceived as a threat ... because the leaders of the top 10% wanted it for a whole set of different reasons ... Eglon wanted to make reforms to help his people and to make life easier for his neighbors ... the leaders of the bottom 10% didn't want that because their role wouldn't be needed ... these reforms would be too costly ...Eglon must be 'removed' ... and replaced by someone who was agreeable to the top 10% but someone who would continue in the same vain ... thus maintaining the status quo ...
Recognizing all the signs ... on the day of the assassination, 'It' simply materializes in Eglon's private quarters, subdues him and 'transports' him to his 'ship' ... 'It' takes on the physical aspects of King Eglon and is later that day 'assassinated' by Ehud ... or was 'It' ...
To quote from verse 3500 of the Krome Koan,
' ... I'd kill for a Nobel Peace prize ... '
