Healing in the Age of Covid19...

You could wash your face every day when arriving home from the Public to prevent catching the Covid19 virus.  

You could also go around healing people and saying things like "REPENT! THE KINGDOM OF HEAVEN IS AT HAND!"  

Or you could try to will the virus away with prayers using my recent spell guide - "Sakhmet's Egyptian Healing Magic Spells."  

MC 2020.

The First Publisher of Eye of the Pharaoh...

The First Publisher of my novel, Eye of the Pharaoh, Karen Weill, died in March 2020 from Brain Cancer.  She was 62.  I met her in 1990-1991 when she worked as a  Psychology Counselor at my future University (CSUEB) giving free advice; she alluded to having been my babysitter in 1975, also named Karen.  She was very interested in my past life of Tut-ankh-Amon and borrowed my book for review, which she later published without telling me this.  I discovered this in 1994 which caused some Mental deterioration that almost caused me to stop going to school; I later graduated by 1999.  I survived.  She later married a Civil Rights Attorney and moved to Bellingham WA in 2002.  I tracked her online since then and asked her on a website about my novel: "Steal a book and not pay its author once published; Make Millions!"  The USA Govt. intervened in 1994 and confiscated my stolen book from her and kept the proceeds and did not pay me / the author anything because they are Corrupt. They later classified me top secret because of the book's accuracy. They now are experiencing Netherworld Justice.  Nonetheless I am remembering her here because she made me Famous (which I also did not want, as it caused massive gossip that caused Mental Illnesses).  Karen was Jewish, which I did not know.  That is the closest religion to Ancient Egyptian, 2nd to Coptic-Christian.  She had a go-fund-me website for her Brain Cancer. 

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Words misquoted or taken out of context...

Taken out of context by the American Media

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          In the 1990s I was establishing the Messianic Kingdom of Osiris in the United States of America after conquering it with Egyptian Magic.  The American Media liked to take paragraphs of my writings out of context for marketing my Country, oftentimes misrepresenting it.  I told the USA Govt. to Market my Classified Top Secret Country so my Citizens would have access to my information as they dwell in USA and other parts of the World.  For example they took a line from a Law Code that said “Arab Suicide Bombers, Japanese Kamikaze, and American Hero types” are a form of criminal in my Country, so the American Media started calling people “Heroes,” so does this mean I get to damn all “American Heroes” to Eternal Suffering in the Abyss? The terrorist group Al Qaeda used that line for September 11, 2001 attacks, using “Arab Suicide Bombers in Japanese Kamikaze form to attack American Heroes.”  Al Qaeda was advertising my Country much to the dismay of the American Government trying to keep it a secret!  Later, an index card (not a “postcard”) mentioned something about S7 mailed to a Charity, also taken out of context; so the Americans commented on that as well; also false.  Also was taken out of context was a Paper Currency that had a slogan that read, “Revenge is Justice.”  This struck a chord with Hollywood.  Numerous films (Batman Begins, the Pretender) and TV shows (Xena: Warrior Princess) were produced saying “Revenge isn’t Justice” yet when they use American Justice in the Courts, the people clearly want retribution for “Justice.”  They want severe punishments for major crimes, and as such prison and fines are not adequate.  

          In 2020 the major political issues were related to Climate Change and undermining the current President of USA.  So Sakhmet the Egyptian Goddess of Plagues was venerated to produce Pestilence (Covid19) in the World, this reduced air pollutants, restored the Ozone layer, and cleared up Carbon emissions on Earth and in China, Russia and USA by March 2020.  This happened because cars, airplanes, and factory emissions ceased as people were forced to remain at home and not work or travel.  

          In late March 2020 I used my Classified Top Secret Country’s classified assets from Taxes and real estate to pay $2.2 Trillion USD to USA for economic recovery (Stimulus Package), which is not connected to the National Debt as previously reported by the Media.  The people will pay this off when they resume work.  This money is thought to reduce a Depression or Recession by putting money into the economy directly. 

          The other Biblical events – tornadoes, Earthquakes, turning water into blood in Russia, frogs/hail, storms, sandstorms, etc – are from reading my Egyptian Magic books and are not connected to the End Times Prophecies presented by the Media.  The word Apocalypse as from Mel Gibson’s film of that name meant “New Beginning” not “end times.”  So let’s start anew.  You have problems in the World and you can fix them.  You just need to be properly motivated to do so, such as hitting you with an epidemic so you will take care of the Environment.  Since Humans are primitive they need motivation that is dangerous, to wake them up to Reality.  Resistance of the danger will only make it worse until you fix whatever needs fixing, and then the danger will pass by.  Climate Change caused Bats’ Disease to infect people, and by infecting people with the reaction of less Carbon Emissions in the air, Climate Change is remedied.  The Universe can correct itself.  You just need to know that first. 

© M7C 2020.

Postscript: After Christianity usurped the religion and history of Ancient Egypt, including prophecies of the Future, they also usurped my role in this.  Horus the Messiah-King was usurped by the character known as Jesus Christ; which is why Horus looks like Jesus Christ to American Psychic Jeane Dixon in 1962.  Horus became Archangel Michael (M7) and Christ’s Second Coming.  The Coming of the Kingdom of God = is equal to the Kingdom of Osiris (United Egyptian Imperial-Republic).  Horus leads the righteous to Pet/Heaven after the Judgement of the Soul by Anubis in the Court of Osiris/Ma’at.  This is the individual Judgement of the Soul occurring after the death of the individual in Duat.  If they fail they fall into the Abyss, or are eaten by the Devourer Ammot, or are mauled by the Hounds of Set, (etc.); punishment also exists in Aset Tchabet or in the Slaughtering Block or Lakes of Fire in Duat.  These ideas represented Christian concept of Hell.  And yes, lifelong Atheist Ron Reagan will go there, rest assured.  

Victory

The "Coronavirus Pandemic" is curing Global Warming.  

This is a Victory for Effective Egyptian Magic Intervention.

MC 2020.

Chapter 15 - what King Tutankhamon died from...

In Chapter 15 of Eye of the Pharaoh / The Flawed Emerald, I wrote:

Tutankhamon went hunting.  A week later he had a fever (and took "poison" - possibly medicine?), and later died.  No mention of a leg injury, although that was his clubbed foot on his mummy, and he wouldn't be using it much for walking.  His mummy (2008 - Zahi Hawass) had "Malaria" germ on it, as Malaria causes Fevers.  No one knew this before the recent examination, especially not when the book was written.  

The tomb (KV23) of King Ay had "hunting scenes" painted in the burial chamber.  This was thought to be Tutankhamon's original tomb, usurped by Ay who buried Tut into KV62, which is Queen Ankhesenamon/Pharaoh Ankhkheperura's tomb.  The "same artist" painted both tombs, according to Dr. Zahi Hawass of Egypt.  

MC 2020.

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"You have stumbled and found your way to this hidden crypt. Here you will find mysterious and fascinating content to enjoy. Watch out for that thing in the dark, it may just bite! So, you are feeling brave enough to hang around for a while huh? Well then, time to check out some oddities along the way. Enjoy your stay, grab some coffee and prop up those feet, things might just get weird, after reading this stuff."
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MC 2020.

It appears to be a news article for the website "Hidden Crypt."  

(Spam, not the edible kind)

MC 2020.

Why Advanced Egyptian Magic looks like dictionaries...

Why Advanced Egyptian Magic looks like dictionaries... is because I use Hieroglyphic Dictionaries for the Spells.  If you read the Egyptian Magic books thinking it is a "normal book" it isn't -- these are not stories or novels, these are properly sequenced Willed Events requiring a person to read them to activate the actions.  So if you believe "these books aren't very good" and you watch the Weather Channel a few days later, not noticing all these "Storms, Earthquakes, Wildfires, Pestilence" then you are ignorant of the fact you caused them!  

I based the spells on the Medieval Tome called "The Sacred Magic of Abramelin the Mage" where you activate Magic Squares, and contact the written, activated spells with a paper or object such as a bookmark.  I practiced that book prior to writing my spell books.  I discovered the same effect in a "Gypsy Love Magic" book where someone suggests pressing names onto the spells.  I looked up "Magic in Ancient Egypt" book and noticed the same idea in Ancient Egypt.  So the ideas are authentic.  

The COVID19 epidemic was caused by veneration of Sakhmet, the Egyptian Goddess of Plagues (and Healing), according to a patron of my books whom used one of my spells for it.   I used a few spells to reduce the effects of this virus.  The person asked Sakhmet to "kill millions of corrupt people" - this number has not been reached, so I am wondering if once this happens the virus will stop?  Not everyone on Earth is corrupt. The Goddess Sakhmet is not concerned about statistics.  Pestilence is an epidemic.  The combination of using all my spells at one time gives the impression of Biblical events.  Someone used "turning water into blood" in Russia, "Earthquakes" in USA and other nations, "Volcano eruptions," "Wildfires," "Storms," "Pestilence," and also "Money" spells for the USA Economic Stimulus package for restoring the economy ($2 Trillion USD).  This just means the spells work, not that it is moral or immoral to use them.  Divine Will is another word for Egyptian Magic, since you use Deities to make events, so it may be listed under Religion or Theology or Egyptian "Mythology."  

MC 2020.

Osiris knows

https://www.yahoo.com/news/psychic-once-wrote-severe-pneumonia-175817598.html

If it is any reassurance the "end of days" predictions and American Psychic predictions, except one, never included M7.  The One in particular was from American Psychic Jeane Dixon in the 1960sCE.  She had 2 predictions about the same person - Me.  She said in "A Gift of Prophecy" that the reincarnation of / distant heir to "King Tutankhamon" would be the "Messiah and save the world."  This was changed to "Antichrist" in a later publication called "My Life and Prophecies" by Jeane Dixon (she died in 1997CE).  My novel Eye of the Pharaoh contributed to her death by Natural Causes in 1997, after she read it.  It was published after 1991 and in circulation by 1992.  So my readers believed both when reading it, and this tainted the later reactions I received from people.  Your religion causes you to hoard toiletries, buy guns, and wait for your Messiah to appear, when nothing is actually occurring of that nature.  You willingly desire the End of the World to force a fictitious person to appear and save you from it.  This causes the rise/fall of Civilizations on Earth.  How many crackpots try this? 

Now any "good psychic" knows you must trust your gut / instinct when making a prediction. You never change it for political or religious reasons.  She did say I would make a "New Christianity" about my "Almighty Power" (Elemental Chronokinesis, which powers my Egyptian Magic books).  So you could say the Magic books are the religion, as opposed to my novels and other works?  I wrote over 131+ books. I also wrote several separate religions. 

Dixon wrote that I would be born after or on "February 5, 1962CE" - the date of her vision.  I was still POTUS35 in 1962.  She "saw the death of JFK" in 1960s.  Lincoln "saw the death of a President" in 1860s.  These are connected.  I was born a decade after her prediction. So this bumps up the times mentioned in her vision.  My Egyptian Magic causes all those events in the Weather, Earth, etc. that you are experiencing.  Not from Jesus.  Although people believe this.  The person whom was the Messiah before Jesus was the Osiris-Horus Cycle:  Osiris is killed, reincarnates as his son Horus via his Divine Ka Spirit, avenges his past death, and builds the Kingdom on Earth.  This cycle repeats every 1000 years or so.  2000 years ago it was in Rome (Julius Caesar), 1000 years ago in England (1066CE by William the Conqueror/M7).  3000 years ago in Egypt (Prince Ahmoses I who founded the 18th Dynasty/New Kingdom after liberating Egypt from the Shepherd-Kings/Hyksos; he was remembered as Prince Moses of the Bible).  And now.  So stock up on toilet paper and remember: OSIRIS LOVES YOU. 

MC 2020.

Mini Series idea...

Mini-Series Idea:

1. An Immortal Extra-terrestrial is marooned on a Planet with primitive Humans on it.  
2. He tries to create a space ship to return home by improving the technology of the Human People.
3. This improvement occurs periodically in their History because Human Civilization has a tendency to collapse every 1000 years. 
4. The Space Ship has parts that need technology every 100 years.  It was first designed in Ancient Sumer, Egypt, China, and the New World inside Temples and Tombs.  
5. Eventually the Alien returns home at the center of a new unexplored Galaxy.  

MC 2020.
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Locust spell works...

https://www.yahoo.com/news/massive-locust-swarm-africa-middle-144211394.html

MC 2020.

The Eyes of Sakhmet

The Eyes of Sakhmet

Copyright © 2020 Mike Costa, All rights reserved.

          At a local Archaeological Excavation Site

          Giza, Egypt

          1:00pm

         

          “Ahmed, what do we have here? More Pottery?” the workman asked his Overseer, Ahmed Kattahi.  The Overseer sifted through centuries of dust, coarse sand, and a few Egyptian Shabtis from the 12^th Dynasty.

          “No.  It’s not what our Master wants. Keep digging,” Ahmed replied nervously.  Ahmed returned to the upper tier of this sunken Egyptian Temple, ready for his Master’s instructions.

          “Have you found my item?”Asked a figure obscured by dark robes of black silk wrapped about like the Egyptian Deity Ptah.  His Vandyke beard escaped a fold of silk leading back to his bronzed face with high cheekbones and a tattoo of Maahru draped against two Djed Pillars.  His piercing black onyx eyes illuminated Horus insignia eyeliner, focused on the dripping sweat of his punitive workers who labored intensely in the hot Egyptian Sun.

          “Not yet, Master,” Ahmed said. 

          Some commotion was overheard from the pit.  Workers scrambled for a better look.  Ahmed took the lead and unveiled a large stone structure from the sand. 

          “Can it be? Can it be?” Echoed the workman.   “Ahmed! It’s Sakhmet!”

          The Master approached the enigmatic shape.  His gloved right hand cleaned the sand from a lioness with solar attributes down to its missing inlaid eyes. 

          “It’s not here,” the Master said silently.  “You,” the Master pointed to Ahmed. “Go find it! Go find her eyes.”

         

          Cairo Airport,

          1:30pm

Flying over Cairo, our Tour Guide scoured through many tourist magazines to find the one he wanted to show us.  The landing would be brief, and a little bumpy. 

“I hope it’s not like that Baklava again,” said Trevor Blacknight.  “You know what I mean, right, Claire? Smooth and a little rocky.”

Claire responded with a flick of her hair against her softly tanned neckline rising above a tunic of Nylon and Egyptian Cotton.  She pointed to her social media tablet, pressing several Likes to a post by her College Roommate back in the States.

A waiter approached the First Class cabin, holding two shots of Whiskey and an Arnold Palmer iced tea for Claire.  Trevor handed him a $20 Dollar bill with a smile. 

The landing was a bit bumpy, but not due to Global Warming.  The runway was just polluted since a recent Sandstorm. 

The airport was a busy thoroughfare with merchants peddling fake artifacts to camera-happy tourists.  Luggage racks led by men in uniform swam about the crowded hallways like ducks in a pool.  People yelling foreign words in Arabic, Coptic, French, Japanese and English interrupted local news broadcasts set above the fray.  Outside we had Taxis and ride-share cars speed about as if absent traffic laws did not apply. 

An hour passed.  Claire and Trevor gathered their suitcases, passed Customs and Agricultural Inspection (as well as Artifact Inspection) and hailed a Cab. 

“Two-Thirty Ramses Square,” Claire told the Cab Driver with an automatic payment from her cellular phone.  The car sped off into the jungle of traffic.  

Trevor glanced to the window nearest Claire.  “Yes?” Claire responded.

Trevor planted a friendly kiss on her forehead while leaning to see the Giza Pyramids on the horizon.  “They’re still there. Amazing,” he said.

Claire removed her pendant hidden in her tunic.  It was an Emerald shaped like an Egyptian eye, which was handed down to her from her grandparents.  The eye was inscribed in an archaic language not hieroglyphs, so it didn’t count as an Egyptian Artifact.  

“Woah, that’s huge!” Trevor said momentarily.  “Claire, you never told me the story behind that gem…”

“Yes I did, you just forget sometimes,” she smiled.  “The story goes: my grandmother was fishing off the coast of the Red Sea in 1921 when the man who became my grandfather was swimming below her boat.  He surfaced and later said there was a shipwreck stuck in this rock formation.  So he gave her the Emerald, and she married him.  How is that for romance?” Claire said.

“Did you know that Cleopatra mined Emeralds in Egypt?” Trevor asked as the Cab neared the Ramses Square Hotel, a five-star resort.  

“Yes.  She once gave one to Julius Caesar,” Claire replied.  “There.  The bellhop is coming.”

Claire and Trevor exited the Cab.  They met some servants who delivered the suitcases to the hotel lobby.  “Claire, I will go check in. If you need anything call the front desk.”

Claire took a long glance at the Giza Pyramids.  She handled her Emerald pendant in the sunlight.

The Master was in the center of an incantation after 3:00pm.  The Sakhmet statue had been relocated in the midst of the Temple of Ptah at Mennofer near Cairo City.  He also had a jeweled eye pendant resting comfortably on his covered chest.  This one was a large Ruby with Egyptian hieroglyphs etched in gold.

The air outside the Temple appeared moist, and then a small tornado formed.  Ahmed Kattahi was concerned.

“Master I have an idea,” Ahmed interrupted.  The Master turned towards him.  

“Yes?” the Master replied in anger.

“Uhm… Your pendant! Insert it into the missing inlay,” Ahmed suggested.

The Master looked down briefly, held the pendant up to the Sun, and grinned evilly.  “Of course! The Eyes of Sakhmet!”

The Master briskly walked to the Sakhmet statue, climbed up its solid granite base and removed the pendant from its chain and inserted it.  The left eye now held the Ruby.  The Master smiled with both hands raised to the sky.

The Sakhmet statue glowed brightly.  The ground beneath it suddenly quaked with dust rising from the ground around it.  A booming voice echoed in the air…

“Who dares awaken Mighty Sakhmet, Goddess of Pestilence and Healing?”

The Master instinctively bowed his knee before the statue. Lifting up his shaven head, he said: “It is I, Dua-ren-ef Ah-Moses, who awakens the Mighty Sakhmet…”

“Very well, what do you want, Dua-ren-ef?” Sakhmet asked him.

“Send me $100 Trillion Dollars in Gold coins, and punish the non-believers with Pestilence!” the Master said, smiling.

“Granted!” The Statue continued to glow throughout the day.

“Trevor,” Claire asked while in their hotel room.  “Did the weatherman mention anything about a Sandstorm in Egypt today?”

“It’s always a Sandstorm! This is Egypt, remember?” Trevor laughed.

“Can you turn on the TV?” Claire sounded cautious.

“Breaking News! The Center for Disease Control has just announced a recent breakout of Coronavirus in Egypt.  This disease was eradicated from the World in 2020, though cures are currently not available in all cities…” the News said.

It wasn’t a Sandstorm over Giza this time.  The sky was raining down gold coins over the Temple of Ptah.   

          “Trevor, honey, I am going to take a walk.  I will call you on my cell phone if I need anything,” Claire said to Trevor as he was taking a shower in the bathroom.

          Claire wasn’t worried.  She holds a black belt in three Asian Martial Arts and carries a modified Taser in her cell phone.  The storm appeared unusual as it neared the Pyramids at Giza.  Cairo recently installed hidden cameras on all light poles with occasional Drones flying above for security purposes.  

          The Master was standing there in the glory of Sakhmet, his workers collecting gold coins and placing them into plastic buckets.  

          “Master, we have a visitor,” Ahmed said while pointing to Claire.

          The Master turned.  

          “What in the Seven Hathors are you? And why is it raining gold coins?” Claire said astonished.

          The Master looked at her, then her pendant.  She followed his glance, and then looked at the Sakhmet statue, and back to Dua-ren-ref.

          “Oh, no, no, no! Not my pendant!” Claire said while turning to leave.  

          Ahmed blocked her path.  Claire spun around and landed a round-house kick to his jaw.  This was followed by several jabs to his chest, shoulder and neck.  Ahmed fell onto the sandy pavement.  The Master reached his hands into the sky and said something in Ancient Egyptian dialect.  

          The ground started to shake and opened in a few places.  Creatures wrapped in desiccated linen sprawled from underground and attacked Claire.  

          Claire’s eyes widened.  “Mummies? You’ve got to be kidding me!”

          As Claire fought off the attacking Mummies, the Master approached her pendant.  Claire noticed his.  

          The statue of Sakhmet glowed brightly by 4:00pm.  Claire ran towards the statue of Sakhmet, escaping the Mummies. She somersaulted over a table, sprinted up the statue and grabbed it.  

          The Master saw this and said, “NO!”

          Claire removed her pendant and inserted it into the other eye socket.  Once this was done, the Mummies all stopped moving.  The statue said something to Claire.

          “You have awakened me from my slumber.  What do you wish?” Sakhmet said.

          “I want you to end the Pestilence in the World,” Claire said triumphantly.

          “Very well,” Sakhmet replied.  

          Claire’s cell phone had a Breaking News bulletin that stated the Coronavirus suddenly stopped infecting people. Those with it stopped having symptoms.  

         

          The Master shouted something in archaic as the ground opened up below him, with Mummies grabbing and pulling him down.  The other Mummies escaped through the holes in the sand before the holes closed by themselves.

          The sky reverted back to a clear blue.  Claire’s phone rang.  It was Trevor.  

          “Hey Claire,” Trevor said.  “Do you want to go out for dinner?  I don’t have enough for anything expensive.”

          Claire noticed all the gold coins on the ground in front of her. She smiled.

          “Oh, don’t worry about that.  I think we will have enough,” Claire said.

          Copyright © 2020 Mike Costa, All rights reserved.