Would she begins to shout Go ahead and
leave you'll never get away the roster's

they know they know that faith is
not some big electric blanket faith

is not those person children back in
GA faith is not the old man in Rome.

She had learned she would never
rip that image up again but

she was who she was Faith is
the cross the music swells and

fills her up she feels her lips pull back
her teeth bump against the microphone.

Pharrell some critic can call that look
when the song takes over predatory

grotesque like they said about
the stories but you had to be you had to

draw the pictures large and exaggerated so
that people would pay attention.

You had to sing to make them listen.

People are asleep reading their books or

listening to their C.D.'s
you had to wake them up.

And if they object if they roll over and
try to go back to sleep.

You keep shaking them you keep fighting
as she had in childhood when she had

practiced anti Angel aggression.

She went in her room and
whirled about in a circle fists

nodded socking the angel the nuns assured
her guardian each and every one of us.

She didn't want to be
guarded chained watched.

But now here on stage.

Everyone is watching and
that is how it should be the detour was

valuable the Holy Orders cleansing but
she belongs here.

Now comes the ecstasy
the music throb swore she

can feel the crowd at her
feet she is at their feet.

The blind reluctant
prophet shouting the news.

So all can hear she dominates
the crowd issue some

minutes to the bad stinking bleeding
shadow of Jesus carrying them with her

home she doesn't need
her hair she is a slave.

She is rapturously free.

She does not know for certain how she came
to this place and the memory is confused

or sometimes drifting into her merging
swelling popping like a soap bubble.

You don't never ever get her way she was
bathed in light her mother is buried

buried her father is calling her home
to Georgia to Dublin the music star.

The audience roars and she bows her
naked head down pierced by the light.

She dances.

And that is my vision of what it might
be like if Flannery O'Connor and

Sinead O'Connor were the same person.

And I got the idea for that when I read an
even shorter story by Lou Shiner it was I

may even remember this track it was in one
of the full spectrum and ologies Cole Oz.

And that was his conflation of
Ozzy Osborne and Lee Harvey Oswald and

so I wrote this in then
after I wrote this.

Karin joy Fowler published a story
called The Elizabeth complex

that was about conflating very
solicitous for history and what no.

Kerry did beat me to it but anyway.

But this is actually due to be reprinted
I hope later this year pager and

Schmidt very good small press in
Seattle is doing a chapbook of this and

other three other stories that are sort of
met a fiction Sabella Flannery O'Connor

and the other stories are by ending
Duncan Michael Bishop and John Castle and

I'm very very pleased with that
I hope it comes out this year.

You know you never know with these things
but it is supposed to be out shortly

they're supposed to be doing it is a very
fancy chat book with illustrations and

the publisher even said something about
attaching and Audioslave to it with who

knows he said we think of it as almost
like an art installation that rock on.

How much time is there left if this one.

Wow OK OK Well then I do have this

this other thing I'm going to read is not
long it will not take a full half hour.

But this is a story that was published.

In very late two thousand and
seven in postscripts

British magazine whose editors
my hero because they wanted.

Peter Crowder is.

The editor of Postscript Crowther and
it Gabbers of the editor post scripts and

they wanted the they wanted queries about
short fiction which is very unusual but

I e-mailed a query on a Thursday morning.

They replied Thursday afternoon and
said so in the story.

I emailed it to them.

Thursday night they excepted
it Friday morning and

then ten days later I got
the contract in the truck so

that's how to run a railroad that
I was terribly impressed by that.

This if that story is my contribution
to Southern Fried science

fiction and fantasy.

This is sort of my contribution to
engineering the future although

it is set in the nineteenth century and
it's sort of like efforts to interfere

the future in the past and it also is
related to a panel I think we're doing

tomorrow about engineering
the past thinking in these.

And doing that this is based
fully on the historical record.

Perhaps a little too fully I'm
not sure but almost everybody in

this story actually existed
in the reported events.

You know I took from my research and
in fact there are even.

Brief passages in here that
are taken from some public

domain documents that are requoting
some of these people and

you know so we'll see.

How this works.

This is called This is also a story
that I would not have written except for

my wife who's mother's family
is from Lynn Massachusetts and

it's called Mary of the new dispensation.

And this is Newton is nervous.

Her husband's assurances do not help
she does not need him to tell her how

great a man the Reverend Mr Spear is she
knows of the reverence good works in

the past in the promise of the future.

Have they not all heard the Spirit speak
through the Reverent receive the plans for

the new dispensation in the machine
that will bring it into being perfect.

And Joy the fallen world will soon be
said to write but now Mrs Newton has

been called to stand once again before the
machine the physical savior the new motive

power and her belly continues to swell and
press against her loosened course.

And she knows her husband had nothing
to do with that he in the reverend and

her dead sister Emilie say she is married

she finds it difficult to
think of her husband is Joseph

she cannot tell him how frightened she
is as he helps her into the cab that

will take them from Boston to the cottage
at high rock in the dawn of the new era.

The rocking of the cab further
disorients are all things are possible.

It is the Year of Our Lord
eighteen hundred and

fifty four invisible electric
messages fly along metal wires and

slavery is not permitted anywhere within
the Commonwealth of Massachusetts

and the machine waits on a dining room
table at the same table Speer received

his first messages from the spirits
from a nest of metal plates wires and

magnets arise two metal poles linking
the poles a revolving shaft of steel

resting on top of the shaft and
perpendicular to it a metal

arm from either end of which hang
two spears containing magnets.

They need the spears
alternating plates of zinc and

copper C correspondance with
the electrical patterns of the brain.

There are smaller metal balls with magnets
orbit the center of the device hanging

randomly from metallic perturb rinses

below bellows near the center
breathe in and out extending through

openings in the table to segmented
metal appendages run down to the floor.

Spear and his assistants have constructed
the device according to the instructions

of the Spirit Congress revealed
a spirit a seance in Rochester the year

before the Congress contained six
major associations health allies or

education allies or
its agricultural lies or element ties or

is government ties serious and
electrolyzers.

It is the electrolyzers seven
spirits who have been prominent

engineers while resonate on earth all
now supervised personally by the spirit

of Benjamin Franklin for whom spear is the
earthly representative they speak to him

and he transmits their instructions Speer
him self is innocent of any scientific or

mechanical expertise a blessing that into
Sure is the spirit's instructions will

be transmitted without corruption or
adumbration thus

the machine emerged a bit by bit over
nine months not of its core poor

Eolas somewhere is can hope to explain
its workings but they know its purpose.

The electrolyzers in spears mild but
steadfast voice had made that clear

the associations they said are charged
to promote enter girl reform with

a view to the ultimate establishment
of a divine social state on earth.

To this in the machine
bringing new life and

vitality into all things animate and
inanimate and now.

Heaven's last best gift to man
awaits its final component

the cab ascend the winding path
to the summit of high rock

when the cab arrives at the stone
cottage in business Newton steps down

her husband Alonzo wraps
his arms beneath hers and

circling her torso above her
swollen belly and all but carries

her up the additional steps to do with
knobs Servatius tower behind the cottage.

They are greeted there by Mr S.
Crosby Hewitt a chief assistant Speer and

like Mr Newton editor of a journal
in support of a better world.

The mutual success of
both Hewitt's new era and

Newton's New England spiritualist
as Marx testimony they all feel

the profound appetite for improvements
in the greater Boston area at least.

One hundred seventy feet below them
lies the city of men live in the city of

linen at once prosperous and
shabby a strange unsettled place.

She has heard of the stories
accusations of which cry.

After long before Salem the fortune teller
Moll pitcher whose name drew Mrs Newton's

old mother from Boston for a consultation
and whose house had lain just below where

they now stand there is even a tale of a
dispute among the Quakers that had led to

a riot was the home of rioting Quakers
she wondered an optimal site for

the inauguration of the new era but
Speer had insisted this majestic

eminence he declared was a high
sacred consecrated place.

That the most famous spiritualist of
the age the Sira Poughkeepsie himself

Andrew Jackson Davis had last year.

Greeted the spirits from the observation
tower undoubtedly provided further

encouragement.

Mr and Mrs Newton and Mr Hewitt entered
the uppermost rooms of the tower

the machine sits on its table
surrounded by its assemblers male and

female there is no other furniture
in the room save a straight

backed chair in which sits the Reverend
recently entered into his fiftieth year.

Spears collars loosened around
the growing heat of June but

his hair rests flawlessly in
a careful halo around his head is

eyes are closed his lips move rapidly
whispering his daughter so Froning.

Holds her writing tablet on which
is pinned scratches franticly as

Mrs Newton walks into the room is voice
rises to pulp volume A She is hair.

It is time to let it be again.

John.

Marie Spears devoted his life to others
since preaching his first sermon

at the age of twenty four the Reverend Mr
Spear baptized by his namesake John Murray

the founder of the Universalist Church has
given himself to the service of the poor

the downtrodden the defenseless temperance
abolition the rights of women and

prisoners have filled his days and

nights is very soul many in his
congregations recoiled from his activities

ten years earlier when he was speaking
against slavery in Portland Maine

a mob attacked him in nearly sent him to
his Maker the months of recovery only

deepened this faith this determination
to bring light into the darkened world.

He redouble his efforts to.

Aid and Comfort prisoners railed
against the merciless presumption of

capital punishment yielded not one
inch in the sacred cause of abolition

when the captors of the slave woman
loosened faggots made the mistake of

visiting Massachusetts in spirit.

Help help her obtain her freedom the
outcry from his parishioners cost him his

New Bedford pulpit some who understood the
energy of his passions in the nobility of

his purpose offered him other appointments
both civil and ecclesiastical but

he declined them all like Christ before
him he would Labor misunderstood and

alone and then his daughter whose
faith had never wavered even as her

mother withdrew into a stoic silence
showed him the way some years earlier.

They had both read the Reverend Mr Davis'
the principles of nature her divine

revelations in a voice to
mankind a vision of summer land

a spirit of world of joy and

no punishment spear was intrigued Soprani
it was captivated Davis had insisted

that the spirits would soon provide
a living demonstration of their existence

when the fox sisters of hides will
New York confirmed as prophecies are for

only a Sattar self and her father down at
the same table in which the machine now

rests there the Spirit spoke not through
winning magic wrapping noises but

through Spears own hand as he transcribed
their detailed instructions to focus his

ministry on specific individuals
a woman in Georgetown an elderly man in

Weymouth many others all strangers to
him the afflicted were taken aback by

Spears unannounced arrivals but afterward
confess themselves mildly improved.

Following Davis spear published his own.

Volume with spirit teachings messages
from the superior state transcriptions of

twelve communications from the spirit
of the original John Murray.

There followed public lectures during
which spirit would sink into a trance and

communicate the spirits
observations on topics about which

he himself knew nothing.

Most audiences were unconvinced that the
lectures were anything other than spear

speaking in his own voice.

None the less he continued.

Missions speaking to any who would listen.

Then the visit to Rochester
the revelations of the electrolyzers and

the new motive power.

He quickly secured the use of the cottage
at high rock from Jesse Hutchinson fellow

spiritualist and leader of the Hutchinson
Family singers who would remain grateful

the spear since the Reverend had permitted
the family to rehearse in his church.

And gathered his followers few but

on dotted this is spear retired to near
relations in Gloucester but Soprani and

never left this side the construction
of the physical savior began.

And this is Newton also
hears from the spirits.

She too had been inspired by Davis and
spear in her own dear husband.

It was shortly after she read Davis' book
that her departed sister Emilie gone from

a fever of these ten long years began to
speak to or whispers at first a tremulous

voice that seemed to emanate from a corner
from a heating great from nowhere.

Less.

How much.

Then the voice came into her own
head initiators from her own mouth.

As fiery hot as was my final fever so
cool and soothing Is it here

as piercing as were my final agonies so
calm as the peace that waits for you here.

These words she spoke felt different
from Him least whispers and

Mrs Newton was peer refly uncertain.

Mr Newton who had just published his
pamphlet ministry of angels realised

rejoiced at this reassurance this
confirmation of his deepest hopes and

regarded his wife with love in all and

that even on their wedding day she
chided herself for her lapse and

continued to give voice to it in continued
to give voice to the voice in her head.

Neither of their two young children seemed
overly struck although mercy the youngest

asked if they had handily would be
coming to her birthday party and

when they attended the Reverend Mr Spears
delivery of spirit message from

Dr Franklin any doubts they
may have had Rick cast aside.

Mrs Newton recognised in
spirit her own state.

Unimpeded transmission
from the other side yet

with no loss of the transmitters
own consciousness.

By the time the construction of
the machine had already begun and

in the crisp air of September
eight hundred fifty three.

Mr Newton soaker to the tower of high rock
the initial sequence was underway he told

of the Spirit said instructed that
the motor received an initial charge

of electricity which action had
led to a slight pulsation and

vibratory motion in the pendants
around the periphery of the table then

several persons male and female had been
presented to the machine had laid hands

upon it to transmit their own individual
magnetism they attended the machine her

husband explained carefully
ordered from ordinary or

comparatively coarser organizations
to those of finer and finer mold.

Thus providing necessary links for
the machines progress.

At the cottage they found Mr Hewitt's
a friendly and several others

clustered around the machine on its
table in the center of the room.

Mr Hewitt wrote rapidly on
a closely held pad of paper.

Sophronia stood behind him speaking
softly to no one in particular

business Newton thought she
heard is there no other way.

Does it.

But she lost the rest.

So one side stood the Reverend Mr Spear
although it took a moment for Mrs Newton

to ascertain that it was indeed him the
reverence body was wrapped in metal wide

bands narrow strip shining into all with
wires protruding in no apparent pattern.

Some of the metallic bands were in
crusted in what appeared to be jewels

sheets of silver gold what
could have been diamond

caught the late sunlight there poured
through the open windows that surrounded

them in the open skylight in
the rounded ceiling above.

This is mute must have betrayed her
shock for Mr Newton carefully explained

that the spirits had required
an individual to submit

to a potentially dangerous operation to
which the Reverend had considered only for

rational confidence in the wisdom and
good faith of the invisible directors.

The encasement was dramatic perhaps but

necessary had not Speer himself written
of God as say a grand central electric.

Focus from which all electricity
emanates was not electricity

the grand instrumentality
the native element by which all

things move between the Grand Central mind
and all inferior minds there subsists

a connection a telegraphic
communication and electric chain.

To man whom Mrs Newton did not know picked
up the reverend in his mental case when it

moved him to within inches of the machine
he could not she could not see where

the wires led or if the reverend's metal
was actually touching that of the machine

on the strip of gold where his eyes should
have been rested to dread jewels but

his lips were visible she could see them
move and recognize the trance state.

They stood together metal wrapped man and
machine for

close to an hour the room grew
dark Someone lit candles.

It was on her knees in prayer at first.

Mrs Newton thought the glow of
the candles responsible but

she realized that a light was shining
from a point near the center of

the Reverends casing the light stretched
expanded an envelop the machine.

Now others fell to their knees
a Soprani a shouted Spiritus and

Mrs Mr Newton murder
a motard been with us.

It seemed to miss is Newton that the light
was on the verge of encompassing the table

on which the machine rested and then
making its way about the room is there and

through the windows in operates through
the open ceiling into the empty night just

as it appeared to come
towards her it disappeared.

The Reverend collapsed within his
cage Sophronia frankly to frantically

directed the two men who peeled
the metal back and carried him away.

The next day the spirits broke through
Mrs Newton then I'm sorry the next

day the spirits spoke through
Mrs Newton with her husband and

most of the staff of the New England
spiritualist present the spirits explained

the role she was to to play her
departed sister began to address or

as Mary and her belly began to swell.

Mrs Newton lies on the floor.

Her husband beautifully places.

Low behind her head.

It is been raining all day the windows in
the skylight are closed to presumes to

protect the machine this June has proven
unusually warm in the room is close and

hot from her perspective
the machine seems to rise

to the very ceiling in which there are she
notices an inordinate number of cracks.

She looks to or right and sees the
Reverend scribbling in moderate on each

wrist is a thin golden bracelet has
remain since is in casement as a part of

his skin the other witnesses stand to look
down on her like the spirits themselves.

She trusts the robber and
her husband their purpose and promise but

with each passing week since her previous
visit to the tower she has grown more and

more anxious and uncertain.

Mr Hewitt has said the most refined
elements of her spiritual being were

to be imparted to it absorbed by the
appropriate portions of the mechanism it's

metals having been made peculiarly
receptive by previous chemical processes.

Fair enough.

But her swollen belly had sprawled
memories of her two confinements in

the unspeakable suffering
that ended in joy but

was suffering all the same
the spirits demand that of her.

Did they instruct the reverend to have her
brought here wearing only a loose gown

under her coat De Vito the presence of
the midwife do they want these people here

min as well as women she tries to bring
her knees even closer together and

moves the front of the smooth
to the front of her gal.

Suddenly her abdominal muscles tighten and

she sees by pain her knees jerk up
as if to confine the pain before it

spills over the rest of her body and
she screams eyes Clinch.

She hears her husband Mr Hewitt
assuring people quickly out of

the room the pain passes and when she
opens her eyes there is only Mr Hewitt and

Alonzo and Reverend spirits of whose
eyes now glow like candle flames.

The pain Caesar again a familiar pain but

no less awful for that to this moment she
has tried to convince herself that her out

WHERE condition was intended as a guide
a sympathetic sign of what might come

the spirits said she was to attend
the machine provide her maternal feeling.

They said nothing of law.

In agony on the hardwood floor.

The Reverend is entranced and
Sophronia does not move from his side.

But Mr Newton squeezes this is
Newton's hand and waves and

Mr Hewitt stand behind him.

She keeps her knees up allows her legs
to open and how they are doing well now

Emily's voice whispers as it did when Mrs
Newton had first heard it but it is there.

TAKE US TO THE NEW DAY
beloved sister I love you so

when Mrs Newton brought her first
two children to bed she feared

she would be defeated by the absence of
the one person she needed most of all she

was surrounded by women but
none of them was.

Now she's grateful beyond expression for

even her sister's voice she clinches
between her teeth the thick wooden

handle of the spoon has placed
in her mouth and prays.

The contractions continue for two hours
much less than with either of her children

but within the two too familiar
agony of tension and release.

There is a hard cold center that
she has not felt before and

that frightens are more
than the pain itself.

Midway through she feels water pouring
out of her despite her sister's soothing

whispers she sobs and mortification
shortly after she thinks she hears

Mr Hewitt cry it loads but
she is not sure when it finally ends.

Her husband helps are set up.

She shivers despite the heat
her skin clammy her dress

wringing wet Sophronia chants in Latin.

Mr Hewitt is drafting allowed
his editorial for The New Era.

Her husband buries his face
on her shoulder and weep.

She thinks she hears something from
the machine on the table she thinks she

sees it move her hand wanders through
her collapse belly and she fades.

Mr Hewitt announces their success.

They had line of the new heir
reads the thing Mr Hewitt writes

unto your earth the child is born its name
shall be called the electrical motor.

He declares the machine
the physical savior of the race.

He insists that it will lead the way.

In the great speedily coming salvation.

Visitors come observe leave.

There seems to be some motion in
some of the pendant attachments but

not in the two major orbs on top the
bellows occasionally appear to vibrate and

on charitable letter in the spiritual
Telegraph testifies that the physical

savior of the race cannot
even turn a coffee mill.

The Reverend Mr Spear reminds
visitors that the machine

is a newborn still gathering
strength still finding its way.

Mr Newton takes a room in the cottage.

She spins.

I'm sorry Mrs Newton takes
a room in the cottage

she spends several hours per day in
the observation tower with the new motive

power the floor stain where she lay the
fluids that poured from her traced a short

path to the machine terminating at
the left hand appendage beneath the table.

Sophronia had ordered the floor
scrubs immediately but

the stain would not completely disappear.

Business Newton sits by the machine.

She knew shawls and covers some small some
very large She sings on her children's

first visit she invites them to interact
with the machine however they wish but

they are cowered by its presence and
ask to be excused her husband so

ardent in the past to resume
the full activities of marriage as

soon as possible after her confinement.

Now keeps a respectful distance in
business himself with his newspaper.

Her breasts remain swollen
periodically she shuts the door and

loosens the top of her dress the two
orbs at the top are too far apart but

she lays her breasts on top of
the steel arm that connects them

the cold metal always hurts at first but
it warms quickly.

No milk issues but she can feel
something being taken out of her

a force that flows into
the machine nourishes it.

Emily is most likely to whisper
to her at these times and

it is a great comfort to her.

Although once she grew most confused
when she thought she heard two voices.

And is the salvation of
the race in the comfort.

Could not give you God why her
cannot love you put it will not die.

She turned and saw the Jord a door
ajar and the dim figure of so

Froning a quickly moving away.

None of this is what she expected but
the Reverend Mr Spear Scherzer that all

that has happened that will happen is that
the instruction of the electrolyzers and

therefore certain benefit
to all Reverend Davis

himself pays a visit is returned to
high rock the site of one of his

most glorious visions draws back many of
the people who would cease their visits.

Reverend Davis is deferential to
spear whose twenty years his senior.

After expending so much energy on the
machine spear lacks this former presence

that has drawn the curiosity of
many in the devotion of a few and

surely lacks the swooping dark nane the
full beard the resonant yet soothing voice

of Davis the younger man is particularly
solicitous towards Mrs Newton who

sits in receives his praise with the wear
and smile and the knowledge intellectually

understood if not deeply felt that she
is in the presence of a great man.

Davis is reporting the spiritual Telegraph
however is a shock and a disappointment.

Although spear is doing good with
all his guileless heart he is

intellectually disqualified for
the development of absolute science

Proof indeed that the machine was built
at the direction of the spirits but

to what in the motor is
artistically put together.

But it's evident lack of any real
application may suggest the influence not

of the unimpeachable electrolyzers but
of other less responsible spirits.

Thus the dangers of the frightful and
pernicious tendency to fanaticism

among the true and faithful in teachable
friends of spiritual intercourse.

Sophronia throws the telegraph
to the floor in weeks

business Newton does not read the report.

Mr Hewitt reviews their expenditures
the new motive power has cost.

So at least two thousand dollars.

Mrs Newton awakens one morning
to find the machine is gone.

Her husband who left their Boston home at
dawn comes to her room in the cottage and

explains to her that after consulting
with the electrolyzers and

Dr Franklin The Reverend Mr Spear
determined that

the machine needed a change of venue
is ordered it disassembled and

removed even now Mrs Newton
says it is on it is.

It is on even now Mr Newton says

it is on its way to its new
home in Randolph New York where

it might have the advantages of
that lofty electrical position.

Before Mrs Mr Newton can complete his
report she quits him in races up the tower

steps her head is spinning by the time
she reaches the top the room is empty her

chair and her knitting are also gone she
circles the room runs from window to

window is of the world below her of the
sky above might tell her what she needs to

know she sits on the floor near where the
table rested knowing neither Randolph nor

white like what might
distinguish it from when.

On the carriage ride back to their home in
Boston her husband declares his pride his

love his utter adoration here Scherzer
that although her work is done it was both

essential and successful he repeats
the spirit's declaration is the witness

through Spears' most recent trance that
the motor simply needs time it hungers for

that nourishment on which it can feed and
by which it can expand and grow it will

then go alone and pick out its own
nourishment from the surrounding elements.

Business Newton does not reply but

runs her hand across the skin
that hangs loosely from her jaw.

She is thirty pounds lighter than when she
entered the cottage and lay upon the floor

when business Newton returns home she
takes to her bed and does not rise for

several weeks her children clamor for
her attention but she ignores them.

The family physician can
find no organic cause for

her lying in Mr Newton remembers her state
after Emilie's passing it is worried there

is still much to be done to understand
the spirits and improve the world.

In time.

How.
Her Mrs Newton emerges rejoins her family

she has regained much
of the weight she lost.

She reacquaint Cers self with
her children and she and

Mr Newton resumed the intimacies
according to husband and wife for

the next child she will demand
a physician in attendance and ether.

Shortly after Mrs Newton leaves her bad
the Reverend Mr Speer reports to the world

that an angry mob is destroyed
the physical savior of mankind.

However there is no report of this
in the newspapers around all for

surrounding areas in time the spirits
explained to spear the ongoing fraud of

conventional marriage he leaves both
Mrs spear and soprano behind for

a new community of freedom
in te until New York.

The spirits continue to speak
through Mrs Newton and will do so

for the rest of her
days each time they do.

She imagines her machine somewhere
gathering strength generating for

a new world immune from suffering and
loss.

She weeps with joy at the final
defeat of slavery but

can only be stunned by the knowledge
of the in NY elated thousands in

the mountains of the shattered dead and
wishes she would hear from more of them.

She remains honored to have been chosen
and she does not regret her actions but

after her final departure from high rock.

Emilie never speaks to her again and
that she regrets so very very much.

Thanks for listening.

That that was one of those things where
you do the research and you read on and

you keep saying they didn't do that.

Surely they didn't do that.

My God they really did that
the the figure of Emily and

my characterization of Mrs Newton or the
Mole are of the fully fictional things and

the historical record does not confirm
which of the women associated with

this group was in fact the Mary
of the new dispensation so

I did that so I guess on my part or
speculation but

as soon as I read well this guy
built in perpetual motion machine.

In and got this woman to serve as the
married to the birth of the new physical

Savior into your in the time the machine
was was there she was exhibiting physical

symptoms of pregnancy I
thought OK now that I got it.

I got to do something with with
thank you all very much for

coming in can't be as yet.

Of course.

Sure.

In fact.

This was a guess.

Every time I doubt that was that
was those were direct quotes and

in the printed text Those
are all of the Talents.