Saturday, September 12, 2009

Treachery

Qu'est-ce vous la plupart de crainte ?

La réponse est venue pur sous la forme de prophétie dans le mot, "Treachery".

I have been puzzling for the last few weeks over a line from the last great Prophet of France in Joan D'Arc, in the height of her victories over the English, she stunned her staff by stating when asked what her greatest fear was, and that was "Treachery", the absolute betrayal of trust.

The Maid was as usual prophetic in her responses in knowing that she would be betrayed by the very people she was seated with in her Generals and the very King of France she had crowned.
Tellingly, the English Soldiery whom she warred were the ones in her Great Trial who would show the most respect for her in uttering the words, "That if she was English she would not be on trial one minute more" and in her call for a Cross as she was about to be incinerated, an English Soldier broke a staff and tied to together for a Cross for Joan's comfort.

I see a great mirror image in this daughter of Reuben with Jesus the Christ in his betrayal by Empire and their own people, and I see in the study of the battle which brought about the capture of Joan D'Arc mirrors a great deal in the mass assassination which the elitists carried out as my research has recorded in the deaths of George Armstrong Custer, his family, staff and command.
Why when you desire a pretender to your power, murder them yourselves? Instead get a bunch of malcontent Sioux to claim credit and blame for the assassination and get off scot free.
Instead put it on Rome when Jesus is a threat to your power in Jerusalem as you know a coming King will cause Rome to crucify you instead.

Why if you are the King of France, the Royal Court and the assembled elite of the military whose positions all depend on the King which Joan D'Arc just made, allow the cheering mobs of peasants who are carried away in love for this Saint from God in one thought topple the entire French aristocracy and place Jeanette D'Arc du Lis..........the du Lis, means of the Lily which means in France of the Royal House, as their Warrior Queen.

Why not withdraw and disband Joan D'Arc's army. Do not allow this Maid to return to her home tending cattle and caring for her Mother in the remote Domremy where the masses would gravitate to in forming a force contrary to Rheims rule, but keep her penned up where the Royal Advisers can keep her in check.

Why not watch and in countless plots of delay and treacherousness, send out the Maid of Orleans on sorties to keep her in busy while you draw her further and further extended into the enemies jaws...........knowing that in time those jaws would be bound to snap upon her and catch her unawares.

Why not on a May day, leave Joan D'Arc in a perfect ambush to walk into in a boulevard, bound by the right and left of two English armies, an English army to her front and to her rear the city's drawbridge, which at the critical time was ordered closed...........forever trapping Joan D'Arc and her guard surrounded by English.

The day was typical Joan D'Arc in daring in her dashing plans. She would have the artillery check the English on her flank if they emerged while she made a smashing blow to the first English force.
She would wheel and smash the English left and as the English which had been held in check by the artillery had come forward, she would turn her full force and vanquish them again.

Joan and her forces smashed the English garrison, but it took time. The English came on her flank, but the artillery as planned were checked there.
She then turned to smash the English left with her force, and at that moment in time something happened which never had happened to the French before as they saw their silver mail Maid on her horse leading them.
The French broke and ran without reason.

Some say the French thought Joan had been killed, but I would say how easy would it be in the heat of battle for some treacherous fiend from the French Court to cry out the, "Maid is Dead", and start a general panic.
The word came from someone and that someone had a reason to do it.

Joan D'Arc held her ground and tried to rally her troops as she always had before, but they fled in mass.

There on her spot of earth, with no relief, her childhood friends were cut down protecting her. Her twin towers of the Dwarf, a 7 feet tall axe chopping warring machine and the Paladin a once coward turned hero, smashed and slashed the English leaving gaping holes until they too were overwhelmed.............and at that moment the English pulled the greatest War Hero of France from her horse and held her captive.

Ransom was expected to be paid by the King..........a Royal Ransom was to be raised as Joan D'Arc was deemed French Royalty.
The ransom never came from the King and time dragged on.

The French loyal to the English, the Burgundians, waited, but no ransom came.

The Clergy and Peasants of France rose to attempt in their poverty to raise the ransom, but as time moved on, the Burgundians finally sold her to the English for the Great Trail of heresy to slander the daughter of God, so she would never be a rallying cry against the English again.

For a year, Joan tried to escape twice, and still not one French Knight nor expedition attempted to reach Rouen where she was held in the dungeon.
Chained, threatened, badgered, tortured with psychological abuse that would have broken anyone, the teenager held on, but still no rescue came.

All that came was from the young English King who ordered the French Clergy, "If you do not convict this Joan D'Arc, I will have her back".
The English meant to murder her no matter what..........but the question history has not ever answered is Joan's Prophetic warning of treachery.........in just who it was had abandoned her to the slaughter in her convenient murder by the English for the French aristocracy.

Joan D'Arc would be dead for years, before the French King now concerned about English rumor that a "witch has risen him to the throne making him illegitimate" finally rose in self serving actions to conduct a rehabilitation of the woman he left to die, a rehabilitation by all parties which found that Joan D'Arc was indeed a Saint of God and had more character than a billion souls alive today.

This is another exclusive in exposing the murder of Joan D'Arc who numbers with the renowned names of history in Jesus the Christ and Gen. George Armstrong Custer, who have all been proven to be assassinated by the ruling elite and blamed that convenient murder on some other willing scapegoats.

Joan D'Arc unlike Libby Custer, wife of Gen. Custer, who moves poetic souls to justice, rests it seems these years like Christ, is quiet in God's Justice. Perhaps Jeanette as was her nature was never to put upon anyone to do anything for her.
Perhaps in that she waited until a little boy found her by a paper blown by a breath of wind in Samuel Clemens who would later write her memoir as her poetic arbitrator laying out her case, that perhaps he did not even see.

Perhaps then it rests to this time when a Poetic Knight like George Patton would arise here in a Spiritual host to prosecute for Justice for Joan D'Arc in making known what is recorded in the secret book of Judgment, that the lamb of France was led to the slaughter in the mirror image of how her Christ had been offered up.
It was a conspiracy of the French aristocracy who offered up Joan D'Arc to battle to save their ego and positions as they knew in battle her time like Uriah would come when the forces were withdrawn.

A true Lady requires to be stood for even if it is 500 years she has waited for someone to arise for her honor.

Bows to the Lady.

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