This morning, I was awakened by a sound in my left ear, like a whistling and after one hour later I received a message from an unknown entity.
“You don’t know me by name, I am not a cabal, I am what is known as a “crusader†who participated in the beginning of the campaigns to deliver Jerusalem from the Islamic hegemony, but I was killed on the battle field during the crusade of 1101, not having the privilege to enter the Holy Land.â€
“The crusades to the Holy Land lasted for almost two centuries, starting in 1095-1291 and to-day, when I look upon the situation on Urantia - the several attempts to free the planet from the claw of the rebels – it is not different from what I have experienced in the past.â€
“The 1101 military campaign, when I lost my life, was a total failure because it was not well organized and it can be the same for Urantia if there were not a good preparedness to kill the chicken in the egg before hatching. I am a crusader of ancient times, now taking his leave.â€