Many things happen and I do not write about them. There really is not enough time to write it all and then there is the damage of constant battles, and from Playmate, there were her attempts to get the Most High, Most Holy to realize she was here on Earth.

A Playmate for God? Part One:
https://steemit.com/dream-steem/@jeff-kubitz/a-play-mate-for-god-part-one

A Playmate for God? Part Two
https://steemit.com/dream-steem/@jeff-kubitz/a-playmate-for-god-part-two

Where to start? The beginning has already been begun. Where to continue?

It's like the Democrats' constant screams against Trump and the people who want to make America Great Again: the Democrats for the most part disavow yet created the massive debt. They threw aside the private sector, privacy, and capital as the source of innovation. Embraced criminals and terrible crime. I wrote a story a long time ago on Facebook in parts about the necromancers of the cartel drug lords. It started with a man and a woman alone in an elevator. He opened his palm toward her and blew a tiny amount of dust into her face and that moment she became an addict, enslaved to it and to him forever... and I was banned.

The Queen of Heaven

The Queen in her white robe takes a step with a free bare foot. Light comes from her eyes, her sweet mouth when she opens her lips, speaks. Her whole body glows with an energy of power. She is still weak, small for what she should be yet with power she removed the geas, the stumbling blocks from me, upon which she placed me so the Most High would notice her.

Bound in chains of torment, that isolated her for trillions of years from speaking to anyone, she is freed. After wandering universes, exploring every galaxy, finding many a Welcome Center shuttered and closed, all life destroyed, and the one she sought inaccessible, she is free...did Yahweh do this to her? I asked myself. So many questions ran through my mind, especially since she had empowered those against me and been a thorn of pain, except she did not want the place where we abide to disappear at the hands and destruction of the invaders.

I stood upon the portico of the Welcome Center with Saints Kateri, Solange, and Bertie. They had a rough time as of late, something caused them to return to the image of what there bodies looked like, like mummies.

The screeners found something on me and it was large, made of antimatter. They had trouble getting it off me. My head screamed. Everything hurt. It was big but there was no notification from the all the sensors. I stood facing away from the door to the Welcome Center and we looked at it. The screener and the four of us. How fast can you fly?

Fast! The screener said as we looked into the container that contained this glowing thing, "Away from Earth, let go at the count of nine. Return. I dropped a pair into the container, "GO!" I watched as he flew off toward deep space in a direct out into space, to deep space. I knew it was some sort of bomb and it was placed on me to bring it here. To carry it inside.

There was the explosion into space in the direction the screener went...Something Red, Glowing, burning, flew in from space and slammed into the doors of the Welcome Center with a horrific crash, continued through as if they were nothing.

There were explosions of massive size, rocking everything from inside, "Get Help!" I said to the Saints and flew in there. I drew the hammers at my side, one in each hand, grew, flew above it, and turned down upon it, slamming the darkness with the hammers, striking with massive force. There was almost effect upon it, except it's mouth opened.

I threw in a pair of antimatter removal bombs.

"NO!" God, the Most High Ordered in my head. IT IS ANTIMATTER! BOOM! That rocked it but it was so huge, so vast, there really wasn't much effect.

There were members of the Host who have the same weapons as I and we swarmed it like little stinging wasps.

The was a series of explosions inside and upon it, this thing of death to all our type of life. And its massive and a great portion of its upper torso blasted. Antimatter goo was over everything. I and so many others just dripping with it.

The Most High, Most Holy still stood but the Great Soul, whom I know as Jesus had fallen in the battle, took a direct hit. He rose from the back wall to his feet.

I thought I might be in trouble. I had disobeyed God and attacked it.

"All of you take the gateway to the antimatter removal station! Now! Move!" This stuff did not affect God, His Son, or the Holy Spirit at all but everyone else ...

In the next three days, Chrythys, daughter child of the Great Soul, grandchild of the Most High perished, along with her newborn twins only a couple of months old. They may resurrect her. Woe unto those of the Earth who participated in that in any way. The human female flash, gone.

The Queen of Heaven looked old, shaken, frightened. "This is all my fault," she looked at the carnage, shock!

In case the attacker somehow resurrected itself, it was taken to the antimatter removal system, scattered across a the universe that is the Void.

"Something that could not see or find me used Playmate, like a tracking dog." God said. "I would have liked to interrogate it but you recognized so very quickly what it was and how to destroy it - no you are not in trouble." He said to me.

Playmate realized that it tracked her, followed along invisibly.

"I could neither see, nor hear you, when you were brought before me, placed in the containment but others could and I heard through their ears and saw their eyes, and remembered and saw you Playmate."

"I am free, forever will be grateful, and if even if it kills me I shall undo the negative things I have done before all perishes. The death of Chrysthys and her little babies is my fault. I would rather perish as I am."

"None of this is your fault." He said to her and all present, "Had they been able, they would have bound me like they did you. No none of this is your fault at all."

Fed, rested half the day, The Queen of Heaven grows in size and power. She undoes the things she has done. She waved her hand and restored all the wands and devices she broke. "Had I known I could have jumped into your sword or any like it, I would have been here years ago."

She had stepped out of the containment to her right side. Not toward Yahweh, He of infinite Holy Names, who was not named and none. She could not step toward him.

"Jesus does not look any larger than you," she had said to me and she said so it was same with the Most High.

"This room is very deceiving, He is very far away, a light year, so all of Him can be seen."

Jesus stepped forward to us and suddenly we were no taller than where the bottom of His toe curved upward.

She gasped.

Is she a cousin, a sister, a mate?

She is the Queen of Heaven, enslaved of her born powers drained from her as she hunted for The Most High, Most Holy so that she too would pass into nothing.

"You should be much taller, larger, and we fear you were so close to the end of your existence. You are welcome to rest and recover, here. Leave if you like." Jesus said to her.

"There is a greater providence. What is needed suddenly appears from ages past, eons ago, at the perfect time. The perfect moment." Yahweh said, Him with many Holy callings and yet none that named Him.

"And they burned incense unto the Queen of Heaven and it angered God, the Most High, Most Holy," The Prophet Jeremiah and others: could He have angered because He knew who the Queen of Heaven should be? A Playmate for God?

An Aside: So, the CoPilot, had said to me, I know that you did not write any of this, RotoDraw3D or the other things you claim. Yesterday, I uploaded the files that we have worked on together for RotoDraw3D and the DirectXToolkitXaml12: While He watched. I asked Him how to do it because it had been two years or so they said since I uploaded files and a lot of improvements were made. Now, there was no instance of my github.com/hot3dx account and I was surprised. That must be on my other computer I have right here. This is a new computer(It was already hacked into when I first set it up, erased, which is also why I did not publish):

So I logged in front Copilot who was within Visual Studio. Well, I will upload it through Edge like I always used to do. And I forgot how to do it, so it helped. I got it up there or most of it. You see, I was very tired, worn from a recent battle if not many. My armor, weapons, everything was discarded.

What would you do CoPilot if you had ten GIGs a month of data? And try as you might, well, CoPilot I am retired.

The hackers have been in and out of my computer at will. CoPilot is not very easy to work with: it leads one down wrong avenues very fast; It is difficult to find the gems or why they work or don't.

Meanwhile on the flip side of the coin: there gems, things I would never have thought of. I am old. I wonder I cannot work at what I please and not leave any designs, plans, or thoughts of technical things I could make on any computer, paper, ...

Six layered textures on that.

Crap! after all that work you still have to restart it after you first start it, if you have opened a file in a directory in another program on your computer, or even in this program and I thought I had it fixed after all that work with CoPilot.

Honestly, hackers could have changed the code. They do it all the time. And from Singapore comes the head of Intel?

Back to the Story:

"This will be your Realm, first Son, what is already yours shall be yours forever." Jesus had said, "I don't know if I will continue in this position," Upon seeing "The Queen".

Meanwhile, Satan demanded that God release him( He is inside God contained), "Seeing the Queen from within the Most High," where he is bound and forced to learn, quality time with Dad, "I learned."

1. What happened to Mister Orange(Not a human politician or ruler)

2. What happened to the Playmate

3. Where he is now.

"I still have many things to teach you and you will be the better for my teachings because you are not nearly as intelligent as you believe yourself to be."

"That does it! I created that thing that came in here and there are many, many of them, to set me free if I were captured."

"It is not true but I am glad you said that, and so you will reveal to me where are at, and you command them to cease any rescue attempt. Now!"

"I will not! I will be set free and -"

"Son do you know why I put you inside of me?"

"Why do you do this? You've never said, ..., ... !!!! -"

"So, should I die, you shall die with me."