day, my dear ones of the United States and the rest of
the world. I come to you today to ask something of you.
I AM St Germain, and I ask that you peruse some words
that I spoke at the original signing of the Declaration
of Independence, and then I ask you to think about what
those words mean to the situation today in these united
States. (See at bottom of message)
do this for a very distinct reason; I do this in order
to assist you to see how unlike, while at the same time
alike, the times are, then and now. I ask you to
consider how the words of them would fit in with the
deeds of today, and indeed throughout the years since
that original signing.
we gathered that day in that cramped room for a reason
of declaring our freedom, we did so with the full
knowledge that we were taking a giant leap that could
indeed lead to a fall off the cliff of the unknown. We
did so knowing full well that we were not only separated
from the tyrannical ministrations of a government from
which we fled, but we also were separated by a body of
water that carried the truth of the freedom we sought
from one shore to another.
now you are probably wondering why I Am including myself
in these activities I speak of. I will tell you now that
not only was I present that day in that cramped room, I
was with them all the way, from the time that we set
sail and far beyond the Day of Independence. I carried
myself in the energy that supposed me to the glories of
the coming times and allowed me to stand for the
practices of the freedom fighters and guide them as I
had indeed guided them from the onset of their first
steps toward this day.
first steps began across the ocean in the land that
birthed their flight from tyranny. I was present as they
carried their plans to fruition and sailed into their
new life that would carry them into the birth of a new
nation, under God and with the idea that all of humanity
are created equal.
strode the shores of this new nation, and we saw the
vision that we lived that fateful day. We knew that with
this coming to the shores of the Americas we would never
look back and wish to be anywhere else. We flung far and
wide any aspirations to the old ways and celebrated our
we had to deal with those who came along and tried to
drag us down. Even then, the vast waters of the Atlantic
did not serve to keep the influences of that which we
left from attempting to seize us once again in their
saw this visage, and we stood our ground. We also saw
the need to keep our stead and allow only the truth to
guide us. We disallowed any of their influence, and we
stood proud and strong as they levied their attempts to
coerce us back to their ways.
gave us renewed passion to keep our alliance with
freedom strong. We allowed only our vision to come
forward and keep us in our line of purpose. As we stood
in our purpose, we continued to inspire each other to
the ranks of leadership. Never did we waver and lean
toward their temptations.
fateful day that rings through the halls of freedom is
now upon us once more. This time we see a whole new
tyranny reverberating on our shores and throughout all
of the land. We see more than that; more importantly we
see that the people designed in justice and destined for
freedom are rising up. They are declaring that there is
no other road to take than full forward in the instance
of justice that comes to us from the independent sources
that spread the truth about our beloved country today.
find that there is no succinct pardon for all of the
fallacies that have been thrust upon us, and in the
interest of love and honor of our fellow humans, we
stand in the shoes of those 56 brave souls who assigned
their signatures to a document on parchment that
declared our freedom from tyranny and injustice
once again pick up the quill and assign our names in the
numbers that represent the tenfold million of the 56
original signatures, and present the truth to the world
in our Declaration of Independence that rings to the
heavens and shines forth in truth forevermore.
are the people, and truth shall bring forth the evidence
of our Independence and the abolishment of tyranny
through the measures that represent the God in each and
every one of us as sovereign citizens of this land and
this planet earth.
now give my quill to all of you as I utter once more the
words, “Sign that parchment!”
you dear Master St Germain,
are the words that St Germain referred to in the
beginning of this message. I include the excerpt from
Manly Hall’s book that contains the events immediately
prior to the words that were spoken that day. I also
include what happened to all of those brave patriots who
signed the Declaration of Independence.
do so with the intent to deliver the truth of what we,
as a body of people will do to attain our freedom. We
declare that we have honored, in the dearest way we can,
their sacrifice for the freedom of all of mankind. In
that declaration were the seeds for what we are sowing
today in this time of renewed sovereignty of us as
individuals and as a whole, united in strength of
purpose and in our knowledge that we are God, and we
walk in that strength and unity.
OF THE DECLARATION
BIRTH OF FREEDOM
July 4, 1776, in the old State House in Philadelphia, a
group of patriotic men were gathered for the solemn
purpose of proclaiming the liberty of the American
the letters of Thomas Jefferson, which are preserved in
the Library of Congress, I have been able to gather
considerable data concerning this portentous session.
reconstructing the scene, it is well to remember that if
the Revolutionary War failed, every man who had signed
the parchment then lying on the table would be subject
to the penalty of death for high treason.
should also be remembered that the delegates
representing the various colonies were not entirely of
one mind as to the policies, which should dominate the
were several speeches. In the balcony patriotic citizens
crowded all available space and listened attentively to
the proceedings. Jefferson expressed himself with great
vigor; and John Adams, of Boston, spoke and with great
Philadelphia printer, Dr. Benjamin Franklin quiet and
calm as usual, spoke his mind with well chosen words.
delegates hovered between sympathy and uncertainty as
the long hours of the summer day crept by, for life is
sweet when there is danger of losing it.
lower doors were locked and a guard was posted to
to Jefferson himself, it was late in the afternoon
before the delegates gathered their courage to the
sticking point. The
talk was about axes, scaffolds, and the gibbet, when
suddenly a strong, bold voice sounded -
They may stretch our necks on all the gibbets in
the land; they may turn every rock into a scaffold;
every tree into a gallows; every home into a grave, and
yet the words of the parchment can never die!
They may pour our blood on a thousand scaffolds,
and yet from every drop that dyes the axe a new champion
of freedom will spring into birth!
British King may blot out the stars of God from the sky,
but he cannot blot out His words written on that
parchment there. The
works of God may perish: His words never!
words of this declaration will live in the world long
after our bones are dust.
To the mechanic in his workshop they will speak
hope: to the slave in the mines freedom: but to the
coward kings, these words will speak in tones of warning
they cannot choose but hear ...
if the next moment the gibbet's rope is about your neck!
Sign, if the next minute this hall rings with the
clash of falling axes!
by all your hopes in life or death, as men, as husbands,
as fathers, brothers, sign your names to the parchment,
or be accursed forever!
and not only for yourselves, but for all ages, for that
parchment will be the textbook of freedom, the bible of
the rights of man forever.
do not start and whisper with surprise!
It is truth, your own hearts witness it: God
proclaims it. Look
at this strange band of exiles and outcasts, suddenly
transformed into a people; a handful of men, weak in
arms, but mighty in God-like faith.
look at your recent achievements, your Bunker Hill, your
Lexington, and then tell me, if you can, that God has
not given America to be free!
is not given to our poor human intellect to climb to the
skies, and to pierce the Council of the Almighty One.
But methinks I stand among the awful clouds which
veil the brightness of Jehovah's throne.
I see the recording Angel come trembling up to that
throne and speak his dread message. Father, the old
world is baptized in blood.
look with one glance of Thine eternal eye, and behold
evermore that terrible sight, man trodden beneath the
oppressor's feet, nations lost in blood, murder, and
superstition, walking hand in hand over the graves of
the victims, and not a single voice of hope to man!'
stands there, the Angel, trembling with the record of
human guilt. But hark!
The voice of God speaks from out the awful cloud:
Let there be light again!
Tell my people, the poor and oppressed, to go out
from the old world, from oppression and blood, and build
My altar in the new.'
I live, my friends, I believe that to be His voice!
Yes, were my soul trembling on the verge of
eternity, were this hand freezing in death, were this
voice choking in the last struggle, I would still, with
the last impulse of that soul, with the last wave of the
hand, with the last gasp of that voice, implore you to
remember this truth -
has given America to be Free!
as I sank into the gloomy shadows of the grave, with my
last faint whisper I would beg you to sign that
parchment for the sake of those millions whose very
breath is now hushed in intense expectation as they look
up to you for the awful words:
unknown speaker fell exhausted into his seat.
The delegates, carried away by his enthusiasm,
rushed forward. John Hancock scarcely had time to pen
his bold signature before the quill was grasped by
delegates turned to express their gratitude to the
unknown speaker for his eloquent words.
was not there.
was this strange man, who seemed to speak with a divine
authority, whose solemn words gave courage to the
doubters and sealed the destiny of the new nation?
no one knows.
name is not recorded; none of those present knew him; or
if they did, not one acknowledged the acquaintance. How
he had entered into the locked and guarded room is not
told, nor is there any record of the manner of his
one claimed to have seen him before, and there is no
mention of him after this single episode.
Only his imperishable speech bears witness to his
has been excerpted from, "The Secret Destiny of
America" by Manly P. Hall.
JULY 4th FACTS
you ever wondered what happened to the 56 men who signed
the Declaration of Independence?
signers were captured by the British as traitors, and
tortured before they died.
more had their homes ransacked and burned.
Two lost their sons serving in the Revolutionary
Army; another had two sons captured.
of the 56 fought and died from wounds or hardships of
the Revolutionary War.
signed and they pledged their lives, their fortunes, and
their sacred honor. Do you wonder what kind of men they
were lawyers and jurists.
Eleven were merchants, nine were farmers and
large plantation owners; men of means, well educated,
but they signed the Declaration of Independence knowing
full well that the penalty would be death if they were
Braxton of Virginia, a wealthy planter and trader, saw
his ships swept from the seas by the British Navy. A man
of honor, he sold his home and properties to pay his
debts, and died in rags.
McKeam was so hounded by the British that he was forced
to move his family almost constantly.
served in the Congress without pay, and his family was
kept in hiding. His possessions were taken from him, and
poverty was his reward.
or soldiers looted the properties of Dillery, Hall,
Clymer, Walton, Gwinnett, Heyward, Rutledge, and
the battle of Yorktown, Thomas Nelson, Jr., noted that
the British General Cornwallis had taken over the Nelson
home for his headquarters. He quietly urged General
George Washington to open fire. The home was destroyed,
and Nelson died bankrupt.
Lewis had his home and properties destroyed. The enemy
jailed his wife, and she died within a few months.
Hart was driven from his wife's bedside even as she was
dying. Their 13 children fled for their lives. His
fields and his gristmill were laid to waste. For more
than a year he lived in forests and caves, returning
home to find his wife dead and his children vanished.