This is a story of what had happened to me over the years to change my mind as to what I thought of the "Galactic Federation".  It was FAR from and easy journey for me, and I had to UN-learn a great many things before I could even get a handle on what they were talking about.  It is an unbelievable story, unless you've traveled down this road already.  It took a GREAT DEAL to change my mind, and this is WHY I currently teach as I do.  

Rubin, the twelve-year-old boy, who lives in a small village located in the regions of Mount Asteno. His father works as a Blacksmith. Meanwhile, his father wanted Rubin to help him Blacksmithing, but Rubin admired woodcutting in which he wanted to work with it.
The village needs to prepare for the coming glacial winter.
Saving food, wood, clothes, and warm shelter.
The village could not take the winter no more, What happend next?

**** This Book is very short for now, and will be updated soon time by time. ****

Oh the love of grandparents none can compare. Its a treasure held within us all we carry on and so lovingly share

„... only those are Abraham’s sons and God’s sons, only those of the promise, only those that promise themselves to Me and who are known to be by the works of the faith by God’s progress with them on earth.”

„Those who have sanctified themselves for My joy from them have been those who comforted Me, those who have given Me house on the earth, for the man’s heart and the love in it before Me and before the people is a house for Me,...”

„I am coming to your table with those who condemned Me to death two thousand years ago, for they are also remembered here for forgiveness, because I said that everything a man sins against the Son of Man will be forgiven, ...
Let Caiaphas, Ana, Pilate and Judas all come and confess that I am the One Who have endured for seven thousand years. Amen.”

„The world will soon drink of the wine of My wrath, for I have been enduring, crying in My Father for seven thousand years, and My Father crying in Me for the man who has wondered away from Paradise, because it was not the man who lost the Paradise but the Lord lost it.”

„Confession is the gift of the saints in heaven and on earth, and it is the foundation stone of the heavenly faith, for the saints are from heaven and they become the foundation of the heav-enly faith for those who believe by confession and for confession.”

The Bright Rays Of An Autumn Sun Fell Upon The Richly Stained Glass,
Sending A Flood Of Soft, Mellow Rainbow Tinted Light Through The
Quaintly Curved And Deeply Mullioned Windows Which Adorned A Portion Of
The Eastern Wing Of That Grand Old Baronial Residence, Vellenaux, On A
Fine September Morning, At The Period During Which Our Story Opens. This
Handsome Pile, Now The Property Of Sir Jasper Coleman, Had Been Erected
By One Of His Ancestors, Reginald De Coleman, During The Reign Of The
Fifth Henry.