Chapter Forty: The debriefing. Me, Jeff, Kevin and Paul returned to London and arrived at the United Grand Lodge of England for a debriefing by the 33rd degree Grand Master and Grand Master David Gregg. As we stood together, outside, before entering, we stood looking up at the grand old lady; the imposing stone building looked back at us and I felt small and insignificant; but then its tall and grand image empowered me to stand strong and I remembered my oath. It was Ok to be here; I have the right, stand tall Brother Steve Mitchell and enter. The pilgrimage had progressed as planned, although at times it had been touch and go whether we would succeed. But succeed we did and the way was now open for a Government of Unity. The United Nations Council would now communicate our plans to the world’s media. The council was already on high alert and had convened more than once at its headquarters in New York due to recent events around the Middle East. Sanctions would now be dropped against Syria and the Gaza Strip, so they were now free to reconnect trade with the global economy.
The Arab league was out there also, on the ground, with teams of councillors communicating to the hundreds of communities across the Promised Land; Syria, The Gaza Strip, The Golan Heights, The Lebanon and of course Israel. It had never been so busy. We sat for lunch and chatted loosely about each other’s adventures in the Middle East; two of us nearly lost our lives. Our contacts at the world bank where preparing our funds for dissemination across our new political allies; they would each receive five million euro’s each as promised by the pilgrims: but only if they responded to our wishes and attended the Jerusalem conference as per our original negotiations. Where upon the United Nations Council, as guided by mother of course; would select the first temporary members of the Government of Unity. Anonymous letters would be hand delivered to our newly embraced friends announcing their invitation to next month’s conference in Jerusalem. It really will be a world event that will be etched into modern history. President Shimon Peres of Israel has already agreed to embrace this momentous change, which is hardly surprising since Bashar Al-Assad is dead and it releases his people from Years of conflict, into a period of peace, growth and prosperity. And most importantly of all, with religious tolerance to ensure every person has the right to follow their chosen faith in support of YAHWEH, the one true god, free from the risk of oppression, ethnic cleansing and discrimination. There really would be an end to three thousand years of Palestinian and Muslim conflict.
Egypt promptly opened its borders with the Gaza Strip and the West Bank apartheid wall was in the process of being torn down to the cheers of the local people. Israeli troops withdrew from the West Bank and dismantled the check point at Qalandiya; thousands of people were celebrating instead of demonstrating, they were dancing in the streets. Literally singing and dancing. It was all happening so fast, that as each statement was made by the Grand Master; we sat dumfounded at our own success in this global political coup. Had we really done all this? And finally: The Hamas and Hezbollah promptly negotiated with the United Nations peace Counsel to disarm and promote their political party politics for inclusion in the government of unity. The Arab league was inundated with requests to attend business seminars and public declarations of peace; and the media flocked to every known corner of the once depressed areas of conflict. Reporting on the people and how they felt, their joy at being set free to think, talk and travel without fear of persecution. Foreign aid flooded the Gaza strip and the West Bank; bull dozers were delivered to demolish the Apartheid Wall that separated the Palestinians from the eastern quarter of Jerusalem. It really was a marvellous time for us all.
We were eating in the main dining room and the room was spectacular; the long mahogany dining table held its position in the room so well against such a strong and to be honest, quite ostentatious décor. The 33rd degree Master Mason sat at the head of the table and as usual did not intervene much in the proceedings, he occasional spoke to Master Mason David Gregg, but that was it. It was remote management and event reporting at its best. None of us spoke to him; we were not allowed too. He would sit and enjoy his lunch and just listen. The reason he was at the lunch was to ensure our business was conducted in a suitable and gentlemanly fashion, and that we discussed what needed to be discussed, and that we made the correct plans to ensure a successful outcome to any new requirements of the business as instructed by the 33rd degree Grand Master. He would then report back to the senior members of the lodge that mother’s plans were in motion. And then Tom Brule walked in. My jaw dropped and I was instructed to stop staring; it was rude and not gentlemanly. He had his usual swagger and a smile wider than I had ever seen. ‘Well done brothers! Well done.’ Jeff just grinned at me. Kevin and Paul marched straight up to him and embraced him like a true brother. Tom then turned towards me and Jeff; he winked at Jeff and then looked straight at me. ‘Well done Brother Steve.’ He embraced me and I responded. We were brothers on a mission from God to save the Promised Land and we were so close to achieving our aim. The last time I had seen Tom, he was being dragged away by the police, when they arrested him and McGovern in Bromley, Kent. To say I was stunned to see him, was an understatement, especially as I was sure he was as guilty as hell. Over the next hour or so we had lunch; and Tom duly informed me that he had done his bit for the Promised Land as well as the lads and I. The original plan was for him to gather enough evidence to expose Brother Ray Mead as a known associate of McGovern, and prove he was on his payroll also. In doing so he discovered Detective Bramley was also directly involved with the McGovern gang.
The Masonic Brotherhood was originally created from the London Guild to generate funds for charity, and the release of the Promised Land was its final goal. But, some members had taken it too far and had crossed the line to become the greedy criminals that they were proven to be. Once suspected they had to be flushed out and this was the job handed to Brother Brule. Unfortunately Brother Bramley paid for his sins by the loss his life by a gunshot wound inflicted during the arrest. This was most unfortunate and he will always be remembered for his original character before his life became corrupted. Once the arrest was made, Tom was due to join the pilgrimage and once the Arab Rising had gained momentum, head for the Middle East with the team to ensure their plans came to the fore. But as he was injured and I had somehow become entwined with the criminal events that Brother’s McGovern, Bramley and Brother Ray Mead were involved with, it was decided that they would do their best to recruit me to the cause. And what a good decision it had proven to be!
Chapter Forty One: The next Step. Lunch lasted a good three hours and only ended after the wine was finished off. The 33degree Master Mason congratulated us on the success of our pilgrimage and left. Master Mason David Gregg then proceeded to instruct us of our next move. He believed the Jerusalem conference would be a success and none of us could think of a reason it would not be so. But, the next step in our plans was to get boundaries rewritten and the whole area renamed as The Promised Land. This could only be achieved with the consent of The United Nations Council, the people of the land and the new elected members of the Unity Government. In this way all parties would be proven to be part of the decisions and it would be written into International law. Master Mason David Gregg would head our team, which would be declared as an Internal Masonic Envoy to the Unity Government. Day one of the conference agenda was set out solely to introduce all parties to the basic process and protocol of Unity Government that would enable every representative from every minority to communicate effectively, with clarity, honesty, and without bias. Day two would be dedicated to using that process and protocol to vote in a representative from each party, at the end of day two we would have our Unity Government. This would be followed by a day of rest, which would allow time for prayer, and reflection of our values.
On day four, the conference would be given a presentation of our vision for the Temple Mount. Master Mason David Gregg would illustrate a presentation to the forum that sets out our plan to build the 3rd Temple, to be known as the ‘Temple of
Unity’. This temple would enable our lord to return to this earth. The second coming would become a reality. The second coming would not be advertised as this time, it would be too much, too soon, and would remain a Masonic secret. But the vision to build a Temple of Unity would be presented with confidence to ensure a better, safer and agreeable future for us all to share. Temple Mount is the holiest site in Jerusalem, where Jews and Muslims alike turn to prayer. It is this sanctity that turns many holy men away as they are worried that they will unintentionally step on the same area that the Holy of Holies once stood: The ‘Holy of the Holies’ being the tabernacle, and later on the First and second temples; where the Ark of the Covenant was kept. According to holy law some aspect of the divine presence is always present at the site. It was here that the early high priests first communicated with YAHWEH, the one true god of mankind. And it is here that we will build the third temple and enable the second coming.
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