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The Second Book of Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly

Copyright Noahide Books 2015/6177SC.

 

 

Chapter One

Written Saturday 2nd of May 6178 SC (2nd of May 2015 CE/AD). Cheers. Daniel here. This is the start of phase two, in a sense, of my religious writings, literary career, and autobiographical journey. Indeed I have definitely now finished off the first chronicle of the 'Angels Saga' which is 'Chronicles of the Children of Destiny'. Now, phase two begins, which is 'Chronicles of the Children of Life'. At this stage the plan is for the final third stage to be called 'Chronicles of the Children of Fate'. This second phase of my life should take from my current age of 42 to around my mid 50s. At this stage my 55th birthday seems like the best sort of date to aim for for wrapping up 'Chronicles of the Children of Life'. About 12 years and a half. I have decided that some works will continue on, like 'The Belzandramanian' and 'Hand of Eternity' and 'The Wyvvern and the Warlock' in my fanfiction writings will have the extra work required for them continued on with again – there is still a great deal to write in those sagas, so I will spend this second phase continuing on with their writing and getting a lot more done on them. But completion will only came in the third and final phase. There are half a dozen or so bits and pieces of writing, as well as Morning Stars of Eternity 1 & 2, which still need to be finished off properly, and they will get that attention in this second phase. Generally the aim is for the saga to continue on, and for my writing to hopefully improve and the quality of the stories remain sparkly, original and fun and lively as well as spiritual at time and above all, entertaining and interesting. That is the main focus. If people reading this who are fans of my work wish to contact me, you can always write to me at 29 merriman crescent, Macarthur ACT 2904, Australia, but you can email me as well at danielthomasandrewdaly@live.com.au . Perhaps the lesson I should learn most from my first work of autobiography/journal/blogging/diary is that life, inevitably, still goes on. I often get to the end of the day and make big and dramatic decisions, but in the morning it is a refreshed day and I always think I took myself a little too seriously the night before. I should not be too dramatic and impulsive and try and make big life decisions without sleeping on them for a while and giving them proper consideration. Take your time in making decisions and think through the issues carefully, is the advice I must constantly remind myself on. Well, no romance has happened in any significant way for quite a number of years now, and in my social scene nothing seems likely to happen much – but maybe eventually. I have resigned myself, for the time being, that this is life and it just is what it is. But I can live with it. I live with my mother Mary, and she is 77 now, and getting older each day, and she doesn't have forever in her (barring the resurrection). I have reminded myself constantly that I can't off and leave her to fend for herself – while she could probably take well enough care of the house and the responsibilities, she really needs the company. She would get too lonely without me, and me without her, so the proper thing to do is remain at home. I have a queen size bed in my room, but it doesn't matter at this stage anyway – mum refuses me to have either a girlfriend or a wife live with me here at home – I would have to move out. And with my current income stream I can't really afford that reality, and wouldn't do it anyway because I have concerns for my mother. But, I am anticipating that in my mid 50s, at the end of this second phase, she might be ready to visit the great shores of heavenly beyond anyway. By then, if I have taken care of myself, finding a suitable enough lady will still hopefully be a possibility. Time will tell on that truth. I have done my group activities as usual in the last few number of days since finishing my first autobiography, and it is mostly life as usual at this stage. No great surprises – nothing strange or eventful happening. My sister Jacinta with her husband and family now own their own home, and have a bank loan which will take them a number of years to pay off. But they are well established now in Cooma and don't plan on going anywhere for the time being. My sister Brigid lives across the other side of Tuggeranong, a few kilometres from here, and is happy enough, doing her thing with her family. My brother Greg is in Perth, but now discussing going back to Cooma as a possibility – which I personally think is a wonderful idea. But me, Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly, I am stuck at 29 Merriman Crescent Macarthur, Australian Capital Territory in the district of Tuggeranong in the city of Canberra, in Australia – for the duration. In group this past week I chatted with my good friend Marcus CCC, who is in as gay a mood as ever, and the conversation again sparkled with that quality of life it is well known for in our little group. Jenny Cutting was at the group – she's a nice enough girl, who I have a normal interest in, but is a little spaced out – more than the average member of the group, who mostly seem normal enough despite our mental conditions. It's funny – most people I have come across who suffer a mental illness such as schizophrenia/bipolar/schizoeffective/depression/anxiety etc, mostly seem regular and normal enough people when medicated, and appear to get along with the world well enough as well. It's sort of like from time to time, unless we are medicated, we get on lows, but then we have psychotic 'highs' were everything is a rush, and thinking is very quick, very paranoid and very rushed and impulsive and constantly changes. It's what we are like. But medicated, and when we stick with our medication, over time we calm down and seem regular enough people. But there are a few kooky bits amongst it all as well, and there is often a reason our type were often called 'Loons' or 'Crazy.' Me – my craziness is probably seen in a little bit of eccentricity and extreme sarcasm. But with scripture study, so Jehovah tells me, it is gradually getting under control. Scripture study does that – gradually sorts out your life problems and sins. Jenny Cutting seems a nice girl – but she was on another planet on Friday, were she usually resides these days, despite seeming a bit more normal in earlier years. It's all a big mystery, our minds, but thankfully, here in Canberra, we are well taken care of and, despite our problems, still able to lead almost regular enough, even somewhat sane, lifestyles. Life is good, I suppose – could be better, could be worse. But I am still happy enough with it, and am definitely here for the duration. Amen.

Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly

Canberra, Australia

2nd of May 6178 SC

 

 

Chapter Two

Written Wednesday 13th of May 6178 SC (13th of May 2015). Hi there. Daniel again. Well, it has been a regular enough last two weeks – nothing major happening, business as usual, but prayer life has been strong with good results of strong webhits for my Noahide Books website in the last few days. I am still in two minds of thought regarding the resurrection of the dead and the life of the world to come. Some of me believes that it is just heaven eternal, but some believes that the world to come is eternity on earth, and that prayer can bring this closer. I continue to pray Daniel chapter 12 and ask God to bring for the resurrection of the dead and the life of the world to come – I have prayed that passage to God a few hundred times now, so fingers crossed I will get my ultimate answer one way or another, but I think God likes to keep me guessing. One thing God has said to me is that to get the blessing I want in life I should 'Keep my bibles, especially ones I have prayed with.' That has been a problem – I have always recycled them after a while. Only now am I finally starting to get the hint what is required for the blessings I have been after in life. Oh well, better late than never I suppose. My comic collection is finally growing again, and God says the last of my sacrificial duties over my lifes lovely collectables has finished. I have a good collection of things currently, and it will now start to grow permanently at last. Thank God for that. My mother Mary is staying down in Cooma at my sister Jacinta's place at the moment, and I will be on my own here at 29 Merriman until Sunday. It's not too long to cope by myself and prayer and the internet have kept me busy enough. Group fellowship with my mental health community continues on, and I have gotten to know some faces quite well now. I pray for them from time to time, using scripture, and my hope is for general salvation – that's the whole point, you know. It has been quiet on the writing front in recent days, apart from a few 'Julian May' fanfics I wrote not too long back. But it always comes in phases and spurts, and soon enough I will be writing again. My inner wisdom is to leave it alone after I have done a few weeks of succesful writing, and let my thoughts and spirit refresh, so that the next spurt is filled with colour and entertainment, not bogged down in repetitive thinking or things not quite as inspirational. A writer needs downtime, otherwise I honestly feel the writing can suffer a bit. The budget happened overnight here in Australia, and while I am not a liberal party voter, I feel they have delivered a good budget with proper attention to getting Australia out of debt. Joe Hockey and team have done well in my opinion. I actually now vote for the 'Bullet Train Party' in ACT elections and the Palmer United Party in Federal elections. I will stick with that for the time being. Clive has my vote at the next one. Personally, I think the Palmer United Party should call themselves the 'Gold's' and have a strong focus on individual and team success in endeavours of sport and entrepreneurism. My personal credit card debt has reduced recently, with me reducing the credit limit down on both cards I own. The repayments are not as big anymore, and my overall debt has become modest, generally. My superannuation is doing well, and I pray God's blessing over the prosperity of my superannuation, as I do over a multiplicity of things in general, both for my own life and society in general. I have prayed an extraordinary amount of biblical prayer since December 2012 now, and it has become an ongoing and steady part of my life. Fruit in time, I do keep the faith for. I have had a crush on Taylor Swift and Katy Perry for many years now, and they feature as love interests for 'Callodyn' (sort of me) in the Chronicles of the Children of Destiny. I even have bought rings for these ladies, which I have had a while now, which are kept safely. I actually have 3 other rings also, one for Kelly Clarkson, one for Avril Lavigne, and one for Tammin Sursok. They are hopefully ultimate eternity friendship rings, should I be so lucky to ever meet them. I have met Tina Arena in person, and been at a concert for Rebecca St James in Sydney (who Meludiel from the Chronicles is based upon). I saw Bon Jovi in Sydney live in 1989, but those are the only 3 concerts I have ever been to in my life, and they each come many years apart. Time will tell if I get another one. Recently I prayed all sorts of odd little prayers, which were just prayed the once with a passage of scripture – things like people using 'Lacquer' cans safely without spilling them, and universal safety when using scissors as well as people using staplers more safely without injury. My idea is to try and reduce the amount of minor injuries humanity suffers, not necessarily just the big ones all the time. I have ordered a lot of things online in the last bit, and a huge chunk of about 100 CDs is coming in the mail. I really look forward to the fresh expansion in my collection. Should be good. I am a big buff of music, mainly for listening, but I do play the keyboard/piano at an early level grade as well, and have talent at basic improvisation. I have written many song lyrics, and me and my brother Greg worked on one of my songs called 'Dangerous Hearts' for a bit with his recording equipment, and it was actually starting to sound like a genuine rock and roll song. I was actually somewhat impressed with how it was coming out. A musical career, maybe, one day. Difficult with Greg living in Perth, but maybe one day. Well, as I always say, life is good, and I am still content and at peace with God and my fellow man.

Cheers.

Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly

Canberra, Australia

 

Chapter Three

Written Thursday 11th of June 6178 SC / Thursday 11th of June 2015 CE/AD. Another month, another slice of the life of Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly. Mostly, I've been at home. Mum went down to my sister Jacinta's in Cooma not long ago again, and I was on my own for a little bit. I'm not really the kind of person who likes being on their own terribly much, even though I have lived on my own from time to time. No, I need some company, and am happiest living here at 29 merriman with mum. In just under 2 weeks she is going to the UK for 7 weeks, and I will be on my own at home for that time. I will have to keep myself busy and go to group a lot, and I'm not really looking forward to it, but I'll pull through. Today I wrote quite a number of new stories in the Angels Saga, and largely introduced Gilgadel, the 67th of the Seraphim males of Eternity. The stories were quite good, and I have continued to stick with the idea of 'Chronicles of the Children of Life' being the new saga after the end of 'Chronicles of the Children of Destiny'. The idea is lasting now so, barring a world to come advent, I will stick with this idea. Prayer and bible study has continued this month of June, and last month was quite a big one for my prayer life. I am getting clearer understanding from God on spiritual issues these days, and am becoming aware that my movement really needs to earn its place among the other spiritual monotheistic movements. It will take time to get properly established. My collection of personal items has finally now stabilised, after years of recycling/sacrifices, so that is making me increasingly happy and at peace. It is nice to see things which have been around for more than just a few weeks, which was the trend for the longest time, you know. Some items I own are now quite a few years old, and some go back to my childhood still, luckily enough. It's good to find some strength at last, and I am enormously grateful for that. My sister Jacinta is now a home owner with her family in Cooma North, and they have a substantial home loan to get through for the next number of years. I am not likely to be in the running for such things till either mum passes or I reach the age I can claim my superannuation. But I would almost rather remain here at 29 merriman crescent if at all possibly anyway. Stability is a big thing for me in life these days, and I am uploading a video to youtube on the subject even as I am writing this. To me a core to successful stability in life is finding a routine, a belief, a way of life, a philosophy and life conduct which is reliable and unchanging. A moral code which you can go to and which works time and time again. I think big dreams can be achieved on such a foundation. I have another Judge Dredd comic for my friend Justin Angold, who should be visiting again some time next week hopefully. I saw my friend Robert Preston again in the last month, and our friendship has endured many years now, which is a good thing. There is no inkling of romance in my life at the moment, but I still hold out hope for an eventual marriage. My beard is starting to become quite bushy again, and my hair is quite long, but I have sworn off completely either shaving my beard or cutting my hair. Part of me just couldn't really be bothered, and there is part of me which grows a beard in the Torah tradition. I haven't visited a prostitute at all this year, and have made the decision never to again and, bizarrely, it seems as if I might just be able to stick with that hope. Patience, I think, and I will win the fight on a greater degree of sexual morality and purity. There may be hope for me yet. My brother Greg is currently studying aged care, and I feel he has a pretty good job of finding work in this field, as they are always looking for men who can lift up heavy weights in the industry with good concerns for the elderly, which Greg seems to possess well enough. My nephew Jayden Bridges quite high school, but has gotten work in Cooma at KFC. He lives with his father, David Bridges now, down at Chakola. I am the last living member of my siblings who hasn't married yet, but my brother Matthew died a few years back unmarried. I don't value the single life, and would rather be in a solid relationship, but only time will tell. When writing my stories, I often go over a theological idea I had been thinking about recently, and sometimes ideas which had been thought upon for many years. Usually there is a basis for a story that I write, and I write it all out from my life experience and knowledge I have gained over my sojourn. I don't find writing too challenging, but like to leave rests in between spurts of writing to refresh and refocus, and not drain myself which I fear will happen, and lead to a deterioration in the quality of the storytelling. I am 42 now, turn 43 on the 20th of November, so life is in the middle at this stage, and slowly going through its time. There is still much to live, and potentially many more adventures, but I am very much used to the general hurly burl of it all now. But the future remains unwritten so we will see how it all goes. I really probably should go off an a holiday or something, which would give me something to write about, or get involved with a club or another group of sorts to spice things up a little. But really, I am very content, and if you are happy, in the end, that can't be a bad thing.

Cheers.

Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly

Canberra, Australia

Chapter Four

Written Tuesday 30th of June 2015 CE / 30th of June 6178 SC. Hey there. Another 3 weeks pass by, and Daniel's life, for the most part, goes on pretty damn regularly. I got some writing done, that is true. In the Angels of Faith Volume I added quite a few extra stories, and the volume word length has now passed 20 thousand words. But I'm aiming for 50,000 words as a minimum for each of the 'Spice Girls' related volumes of the Chronicles, so I still have work remaining. Last week mum left for the UK and Ireland and I have been coping on my own in that time. Actually, its not been too bad. I'm, in fact, taking care of the list she left me of things to do, and the house is smooth enough. Got some decent cleaning done the other day and organising some stuff from out in the car port. Things are mostly under control. Still things to take care of, but I'm coping well enough. God speaks to me all the time, so I have constant company, and Justin Angold came around again and we shared some beer. I'm coping well enough. It's ok. The family and extended family are doing some research into our Daly origins in Mullingar in Ireland at the moment; both me, my sister Brigid, and my second cousin Kevin Daly, are involved in trying to trace the ancestry of my grandfather Peter Paul Daly. We know his father was Peter Daly (possibly Peter Paul Daly according to Dad) and he married a Maria Molloy. They came from Earl Street in Mullingar, and Kevin thinks Peter Daly was possibly the son of a James Daly who was on the town council. From my research I have found a Denis Daly from 3 Earl Street in Mullingar with his family from around that time, and I have a hunch that Peter Daly and Denis Daly might have been brothers, both sons of James. But that is purely speculation at this point, because we have no direct evidence connecting them yet, apart from that they lived on Earl Street and were Daly's. The research goes on. The other day I got to answering a build up of old neglected emails in my various facebook accounts. Some of them were in 'Other Mail' which I never check. I have about 15 facebook accounts I think, and I check them regularly. I have one current myspace account, which sees no activity hardly now, since I got rid of most of my friends – or connects – because for these big social websites, if you are the kind of person who just makes random friend requests, and many are, you end up with a whole host of people who never talk to you anyway. But I have made some friends on facebook – or acquaintances – from doing this initial surge, so it was probably worth it in the end. I have, in fact, cancelled the idea of the Chronicles of the Children of Life being the sequel and next volume of the Angels Saga. Believe me, it was all good to go, and I had been working on it for a while, and there really hadn't been problems – but a better idea came along. Instead, now, I am just doing addendum volumes to the Chronicles of the Children of Destiny, and not doing any new short story or novella or novel story titles, but just working with the titles I have already created and doing sequels to embellish the total story arc. Quite frankly, I have plenty of story ideas now, so I may as well just work with what I have, and simply use Addendum volumes instead of new titled volumes, as the saga is pretty much good to go to finish reading at the end of the final volume titled anyway, so addendums (coda volumes of sort) will simply suffice for the rest of my writing on the saga. Ultimately there hadn't been a problem with the Chronicles of the Children of Life as the sequel work to the Chronicles of the Children of Destiny, working as Part Two in the Angels Saga – it's just that a better idea came along. As simple as that. I'm pretty sure I'll get through these 7 weeks with mum away well enough, and I have lived on my own before anyway. I'm comfortable here at 29 Merriman Crescent, am at home, so I'll get by. My phase of collecting things goes on, and will likely go on for the rest of my days, building on collections I want things on, and it keeps me occupied. Ebay is a very good friend these days, as well as Fishpond, which is a website I also recommend, especially as they have free postage. The issue of a world to come is mostly now sleeping at the moment – even if it is unresolved for the most part – so I think I will generally let it be most of the time. Life just goes on regardless. I cooked Zucchini, Tomato and Onion, with chips on the side, for dinner tonight, and they came out particularly well. I was hungry as well. Actually, while I'm no cook of merit at all, I have the ability to cook a large array of basic hot meals, and if I was a single father would be able to cope well enough cooking for my kids. And while I am traditional in family values, I probably wouldn't object to sharing the cooking duties with a wife somewhat. Chefs and Cooks being male are a masculine thing in society, so doing that in any family I would come into would be acceptable enough to me. I don't mind shifting furniture either, which the bloke really has to do for the family. But I hate washing the dishes – absolutely loathe it – although dad did it for years. Not my thing. I do it when I'm on my own and mum's away, but just not my thing. Seriously. Well, that's it for now. Life goes on. Cheeers.

Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly

Canberra, Australia

Chapter Five

Written Saturday 8th of August 2015 CE/8th of August 6178 SC. July was cold. What do you expect for the middle winter of month in Canberra, though. Mum was gone all month, and I was left alone for the most part. I left the gas heating on all month without stop virtually. It was set at 22 degrees, but that was a little too hot, so I gradually lowered it to 20 which was perfect. It's August now, and the weather has improved a bit, so it is on 19 degrees which is about right. Another quiet few weeks since my last entry, not much to speak of, quiet times at home, writing a bit, internetting a lot, and stroking Pepper the cat, and not much else. Pepper has become somewhat more affectionate with the absence of mum, who he was very fond of. He now comes into the spare bedroom (where I have the computer and am writing this) and sleeps on the bed a lot. I think he might like my company now. This room I slept in for many years, but a while back went into the back room. I started in the back room when we first got here in 1990, and have returned home to roost. I will remain in it for the time being, but maybe in a few years, barring any other significant change, might come back into this front room again - just for a change. I have been to group a little bit in the last month, but not as much as usual. But I am going to Friday lunch groups and eating pizza, and still getting to know people who I have known for a number of years now. Jenny Cutting showed up in group again on Friday, and I said hello a few times. Marcus CCC was there, who doesn't come to Friday group a lot, but other days of the week. Rebecca Hill was there, as usual, who rarely misses, and played her scrabble with Tony Beer. Tony has quite a long beard at the moment. He injured his hand a while ago and couldn't shave for a while, but has let it remain ever since. Tony is quite a sarcastic fellow, but quite intelligent and knowledgeable. We meet at the Southern Cross Stadium in Greenway (Tuggeranong Town Centre) which is about 5 kilometres west of us here in Macarthur, which is on the easternmost side of Tuggeranong. Friday groups are often very full of people, and one of the days of great activity. The people, for the most part, are well enough, and you would normally think they are just regular citizens of society (which they are) and might not normally suspect they have mental health issues, but it does become apparent in some of them after a bit. Adrian Chan continues to pick me up in the MHT van, and I have been graced with the front seat, as the back seat seatbelts don't fit me easily. Adrian is full of good humour, and suited to his job. He likes to have a winge and a moan like the rest of us, but is a dedicated public servant. There are 2 new sofas, red ones, in the MH drop in centre office now, but mostly it doesn't change very much. There are a number of activities to do, like bowling and tennis and the pool and other things, and sometimes I get involved a bit, but I'm mostly casual about it, as I usually have enough to do at home with writing my stories and doing my theological things. Not really any romances in my life to speak of at this stage, and while there are nice enough girls I chat to on facebook a fair bit, I don't think the idea of relocating for them, as I couldn't, is very practical. Unless it was an Australian girl, it's just not that realistic, and unfortunately the girls I've liked, for the most part, are overseas. I started a new facebook group recently called 'Hard, Cool & Passionate Music' which was amended to include Noahide Books. It actually has a fair bit of activity now, as I promoted it well to friends on facebook, and is about the only group of the several I have started which has had any real interaction. Some things take off, and some things just don't. Just the way of life. Justin has continued to drop around regularly, and while the Judge Dredd comic from IDW I have been buying him finished up recently, I will now be getting the UK AD 2000 Judge Dredd comic, which he is happy for me to get for him. He brings me a bottle of beer each time he visits in compensation for it. Jacinta, my sis, actually rang me up a few days ago to see how I was going. It was great, as while I ring her up a fair bit, she doesn't normally ring me. It's really good because I have wanted better relationships with my siblings for a while now. I rang Greg the other day, and we chatted a bit, but its still a little awkward. Hopefully time will heal things a bit - we had an argument a while ago - but water under the bridge and things can heal in time. I wrote a biography on Greg yesterday, just a one page brief thing, and posted it on his facebook page. Christie, his wife, gave it a like, but I don't know Greg's reaction to it yet. I also wrote out a one page biography for my friend Chris White earlier today, and emailed it to him. I'm hoping for a positive reaction to it. Apart from that I am writing 'Rimwalker 2: The return of Chance Kibb'Starr' at the moment, as well as 'Ruth 43' which is half finished. I finished off chapter 5 of 'Lucy Potter and the Terran Dragonrider' the other day, which is oh so slowly being finished off. I'm not buying as many CDs as I have in former times at the moment, but that is probably because I am mostly up to date with my large list of favourite music acts, and the actual need or desire to get more from other acts I have a bit of an interest in has diminished. I've bought mostly enough for life now, and really just want the new CDs of my favourites when they release them. That means a new CD every few weeks or so, and that will largely suffice for the remainder of my days. Instead I spend my money on a pretty healthy comic standing order from Impact Comics in Civic at the moment. They mail them to me, and I am subscribed to over 50 titles currently. Fortunately a lot of them have just kicked of recently, mostly DC titles, and I am concentrating on having complete runs of every issue of a series now, rather than just the piecemeal state of my collection of former years. I haven't visited a prostitute this year, and have made the decision not to do so again. I guess it's hit home that it is a kind of behaviour which probably doesn't have eternal life in it, and while I can't really say I have 'Repented' of the activity, as I don't really regret my past behaviours, as I had a good time with those ladies, I have reformed my life on this issue - I guess you could possibly call it repentance, or more likely acknowledgement, which is perhaps the best thing than working myself up into a state of feeling guilt, which I wouldn't really mean anyway, and would just be hypocrisy. Regardless, I've reformed my life on this issue, and probably for the best in the end. Well, that's enough for this chapter. Life goes on - doesn't it. So until next time, cheers.

Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly

Canberra, Australia

 

Chapter Six

Written Wednesday 23rd of September, 6178 SC. Well, here we are. Another day, another dollar. I'm getting my DSP (Disability Support Pension) payment in a few hours from now, and am looking forward to having a smoke. I smoke, now, one packet of 25gms of tobacco each fortnight, sometimes two, and I haven't had a proper puff in ages now. Looking forward to it. Anyway, what have I been up to in the last month and a half? Not much, in many ways, life as usual really. No romance, no new friends, no great trips, more of the same. But I have endured, and I am getting there, wherever that place is. Justin Angold came around today. He was chatting on about how he had tried practically all the mental health medicines for his condition, and was now on clozapine, and was looking to get electro therapy (very drastic stuff). Look, I've always known he was unwell like me, but in the last little while I've noticed the crazy sort of things in his talk, that he is a bit irrational about life, and doesn't quite see things the way they really are. Weird self-sacrifice beliefs about drawing his own blood as part of his 10 commandments religion ideas have taught me he is not very grounded. His mum forbids him reading the Torah, and he honours her according to the 10 commandments law to honour your parents, which is just a dumb way of applying the faith. The Torah is the only thing which will save Justin in the end anyway. He'll probably work it out gradually in time, over many years of his eternity, but I fear for him. I am not completely sure if he has the full distance of eternity in him, and whether he may go astray somewhere along the line. We don't all live forever, and without a solid commitment to God Almighty it really just aint gonnna happen in the end. Justin has got enough God focus, but his religious ideas are far from being stabilised yet, and far from kosher. He does not fit in any established religious doctrine, and until he produces the documents necessary for his interpretation of things, develops it, and lives by it properly to stabilize on it, he will just flake around, and never settle properly - and that might just be the undoing of him in the end. He is a good friend - but I do worry whether he will be around as a friend forever or not. I continue to walk with God, I continue to pray, and my religion continues to develop, grow and mature. I think, seeing Justin in particular, and how I see the lessons of Torah that I have learned and taken seriously and repented on, and how I have developed in the faith, and committed and endured with, I understand more about life, and how you need stability and continuity and perseverance and a good perspective on reality to make it all work and get along with the world. I think I am becoming more and more aware of my flaws - the issues my mother sees in my condition - and they are slowly and gradually being addressed. But like Keri Noble sings, you are strong, see how fare you've come. I see it - there in my heart - how far I've come. As bizarre as it may sound I am slowly winning at this game of life. It is slowly working out for me. I'm not quitting, like Britney Spears I'm getting stronger every day, and I'm happy and content. Thank God for that. I finished chapter 16 of Morning Stars just the other day, and the final ending is in my head now, and it is 21 chapters (the book) in total. Chapters 1 to 14 were written from 2000 to about 2005, but a little while back I decided to expand it even more so, and am slowly working towards completion. But it will definitely be completely completed at the end of Chapter 21. And the idea I had for the ending of Morning Stars has given me the proper understanding of how the Chronicles of the Children of Destiny will end, down the track a bit, in an addendum volume. It's all under control. And it will be a good and proper and happy ending for all. Even the dark lord himself. Amen. My life collecting of things proceeds, and I am fussing a lot over comics at this phase of my life, and my standing order with Impact Comics in Civic. I order all sorts of comics, and it costs a tonn, but I am happy with what is going on with it all. I have recently commissioned a work from my friend Marcus Low - some of his fiction - and the final payment I make to him is very shortly. I will gain permanent (eternal) rights to feature the story on my website. The main reason I have sought his writing in commission is that, while I can go on writing stories of my own indefinitely (at this current time), I really feel the website needs 'Another View' or 'Another Voice', if only to freshen things up a bit with a different perspective on things, and nothing else. Marcus will have an original style and tone, and it will be something different for my website, and, hopefully, something which will help establish and grow it even more so. I can afford the expense, and I am thinking of paying him for a number of works over a year or so perhaps. Just enough to have an alternative light and viewpoint in Noahide Books, as it were. Mum is well. She is in good enough health, and we are getting along quite well, and the conversations are as sarcastic as ever, but I am as concerned for her well being, and vice versa, as much as ever. Life is quite good at home at the moment, actually, and I am content and at peace. Prayer life is generally quite good at the moment, I continue to study scripture, and my conditions is really acceptable for the most part I would imagine. Things, actually, seem to be slowly, baby step by baby step, improving in my life - as I said earlier. I think, marriage, will potentially happen later on, when Mum has passed, and I own a place of my own, which seems to be the required Stability that God requires of me to offer for a family. He doesn't like to take too many risks with his own people, especially in this more and more competitive world, were security is not as easy to afford as in former times. Life, I still feel, will ultimately work out well for Daniel Daly. And eternity has a huge amount of promise. I guess, when it comes down to it, Alleluia, because God is slowly solving the problem of what to do with Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly. Cheers.

Daniel

Canberra

Chapter Seven

Written Tuesday 13th of October 6178 SC (13th of October 2015). Hi there. Cheers. Hello. Been busy with my noahide books website, and got an Adamide Books website started in the last little while. Quite a plethora of new story, and other stuff, has been written just recently. A lot of work, but hopefully for a good cause. I'm still going swimming on Thursdays with Adrian and the group. Doing light exercise in the pool - it's all I want to do at this stage of my life anyway. An online friend (female) has a little bit of an interest in me, and I suppose the feeling is somewhat mutual. She has been married and has kids. I'm not sure if that is my scene, though, even if she is currently single. Don't think I want a permanent relationship with a lady with kids from another man involved. Just won't work for me in the end. Only friends, in the end, those sorts of relationships for me. She used to live in Canberra and now lives up in Queensland, and I know a cousin of hers here in Canberra. But I don't think it will work out, so such is life. Mum got her blood tests done today. I had my Invega injection just last week. A new nurse, who was very friendly, and I liked her a lot. Intelligent. Thoughtful. Right kind of person for me to connect to. It appears my brother is in America on holiday at the moment. Not that I knew much about it. Saw a facebook photo of James (Greg and Christie's boy) flying a kite in Augusta. The first I knew. Still haven't visited a prostitute at all this year. I have sort of made a commitment to this entire year to be free from that type of behaviour and, thinking about it, I now doubt that I'll ever really go back to that kind of behaviour. I think the reality of VDs and other issues has sunk in and that, in eternity, it is not the kind of lifestyle which will really last forever. Just has to be cut out of your life in the end, or your eternity could end. Lots of comic collecting at the moments. Nearly the full previews catalogue of DC Comics is on my subscription list at Impact Comics in Civic. Quite a bit of cashola it is costing me too, but I can scrape it for the time being. I'm down to mainly using one facebook account now (I used a lot of them), but now just one. Still reading the bible. Still praying. My Bulldogs (Rugby League team in the NRL) finished 5th this year. It was an ok result. Hopefully the Grand Final next year. I've hardly been out of the house anywhere at all, apart from down to Tuggeranong for group activities, for quite a while now. We are staying here in Canberra for Christmas this year, as Mum doesn't want to got to Jacinta's. I probably need a holiday eventually, especially for something to write about, and learn more, but I'm getting very little motivation to do much, apart from write, which comes easily, at the moment. Might be what God wants I guess. Talked with Rob Preston about retirement the other day, when he came around. He said it was 14 years or something like that till he could claim his super - he will be claiming it at 60. Talked about how he worked at the lowest level in the Public Service for 20 years, before things finally improved for him. I think he is at a level 4 now, so he is getting there. These last few hours I put an update onto http://karaitenoahide.angelfire.com with an edition of the Rainbow Bible from my computer archives every year since 2010. Just about everything I have got is online, in terms of created documents, but those older copies would not be online anymore, so I placed them on so people could see the development and growth of the Rainbow Bible over time. I found a short article from 2000 which I had written - a deist creed, which I sort of believed at the time - and posted it to my facebook page. It's just about my oldest extant writing I would imagine. Oh, but I am published in the final issue of 'The Demon' comic from DC in the 1990s, in the poem by Daniel Dacy at the back, so that is older still. I'll have to chase up a copy of that comic again - I no longer have a copy. I talked with a friend online about dreams recently. She commented about how intense and real her dreams were. And how people showed her great love in them. If you could only see inside my head, she said. I actually do know the feeling. I had to pray to God, once, for my dreams to lighten up - they had become far to real for my liking. It felt like I was really alive in them practically, and a lot of the time I thought it was very real and true. They are back to under control these days. I get re-occurring ones from time to time, even ones from many years ago and childhood years. Personally I think God is probably giving me these dreams, and is in charge of them. I tend to think that maybe re-occurring ones are developing ideas and stories in the core plot of the dream, and it will unfold forever in God's imagination in my dreaming mind. There's a lot of chapters for these dreams, apparently. The spirit was commenting to me that I'm an Englishman because I was born there, if only there a few months. But the thing is, when we are born, the information intake is the biggest it ever gets in our life, and in those first few weeks we are learning at an amazing rate of knowledge intake. So, despite being there only briefly, my early attitudes and understandings, even if I can't really remember them, were shaped by English society. And I think that is true as well. Well, that should do for now. I didn't have much to write about really. Hopefully more interesting news next chapter. Cheers.

Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly

Canberra, Australia

 

Chapter Eight

Written Wednesday 14th of October 6178 SC / 14th of October 2015 CE (AD). Didn't really do very much today.  Slept a lot of the night, which is unusual, as my sleeping patterns are irregular.  Watched a little bit of Sunrise this morning with mum.  Spent the morning doing some work on 'Adamic Covenant' Assembly of Faith and 'Noahide Friends of Catholicism' Assembly of Faith.  Had 2 Tuna and Grated Cheese sandwiches, melted in the microwave, for lunch.  Had some coffee throughout the day, and some pink lemonade cordial.  My niece Georgia Bridges comes after schools at the moment, and she was here in the afternoon for a while.  Had Pork Chops, Pasta and Zucchini for dinner.  It was very tasty.  Mum is out at the moment (it's 8:33 in the evening), away at something or another.  I'm here on my own in the front room of 29 Merriman Crescent, typing away at the PC.  Pepper, our cat, pukes under the bed I am sitting on at the moment.  I should tell mum, as I couldn't be bothered getting under there and cleaning it myself - I'm too lazy.  Yesterday I bought a stack of books from Vinnies, on various subjects.  They are in my bookcase in my room at the moment.  I also spent some of yesterday afternoon down at the group 'Day to Day Living Program' at the Southern Cross Stadium office in Greenway (Tuggeranong town centre).  A photography class was on, but I didn't get involved.  Sat there for the most part, had a ciggie with Richard Glinka, and suggested he write down some of his ideas.  Later on, when he was being dropped home, he said he would.  Two DVDs came in the mail yesterday that I had ordered on eBay.  Man Vs Wild from season 5, and Diamonds, starring Kirk Douglas and Lauren Bacall and others.  Today I got Tales of the Teen Titans number 49 in the mail, which I had ordered on eBay.  Today, also, was kind of special.  Mum got mailed to her from a lady in Antigonish in Canada a book on the Genealogies of Angus MacLean, an ancestor of mine.  Dad and Grandma were featured in it.  I sent the lady an email with more details on the family.  Mum is reading the book at the moment.  I look forward to reading it.  Ok, this will do for a diary entry for the day. Friday 16th of October 6178 SC / 16th of October 2015 CE (AD). Recorded a diary entry yesterday which went on soundcloud. The first half of this chapter was initially released on my Yahoo Groups group Noahide Books. Today has been nothing too out of the ordinary. Slept a lot over the night, which is unusual. Slept a lot this morning as well. Medication usually keeps me sedated a fair bit. Watched a bit of Sunrise this morning, again. Mum had her exercises today, and brought home some snack food. We had quiche for lunch. A wrote a short story 'The Dungeon of Dread' which went on my Yahoo Noahide Books group. Had some Facebook conversation with Sarah Thomas, the Talmudic Noahide from America. She's a sweet enough lady. I find her a bit naive, but she's ok. She runs a Noahide Information page on Facebook. I find the Talmudic Noahide world littered with Orthodox Rabbinic opinion, and only so much actual contribution from Noahides themselves. Definitely not for me. In the Karaite Noahide world I am 100% uninterested in any opinion from Karaite Jews. They don't recognize the concept anyway. Israel may be a light to the nations according to Torah, but I have no special interest in the people. I think the people should honour the torah and largely remain in the land of Israel, as this is their covenant. I don't really recognize Israelites living outside of the land of Israel as valid citizens of the nations. It doesn't count with me. They should live in Israel. NOT in the Noahide nations, which is OUR domain of authority. It's a controversial subject, but God treats Israel differently, because of their peculiar covenant, so I don' see any qualms personally in insisting they live in Israel to prevent covenantal confusion. This is my fixed and permanent judgement on the issue. Still haven't visited a brothel this year. Probably won't. Seem to be over that carnality. Won't even buy a porno magazine any more, but I do watch a bit of porn online. But the amount of what one might possibly call sexual immorality has greatly decreased in my life. I'll be practically a born again virgin again one day the way things are going. It's a warm enough spring so far. I sense summer is probably going to be a hot one this year. We'll probably get a fair share of bushfires again. I have a hunch that, according to their old traditions to burn the land to clear it, that Australian aborigines might secretly be behind a lot of the starting of Australian bushfires. No proof, and I have never heard any rumours as such, but I have a hunch they might be. I could be completely wrong, but if it was the case I wouldn't be surprised. This afternoon it is still pretty sunny, with some clouds in the sky. It is 4:31 in the afternoon at the moment. We'll probably finish off the quiche for dinner, and maybe some fruit salad for dessert. Apparently uncle Gerald is planning on visiting us again from Hull in England next year. He's been over a few times now, and is set for another visit. He's getting on a bit in years now. Around 80 years old, or so. But he seems to be healthy and strong enough. Could have years left I suppose. Mum is getting on a bit now. She's even finally starting to acknowledge that - she didn't so easily a few years back. But life moves on, and we all get older. And hopefully wiser. We really should find grace with age, and tolerate a bit more, because life is hard enough to get through as is. Yet I do know there are things we can't really compromise on in the end. Society wouldn't work if we compromised too much. You still have to keep the faith in the end. Even if you might come across as too strict some times. You just have to accept that. Ok. This Autobiography/Journal/Diary Entry is complete. Cheers.

Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly

Canberra, Australia

Chapter Nine

Written Sunday 25th of October 6178 SC / Sunday 25th of October 2015 CE/AD. Hello world. It's been a productive last 10 days. I've produced a lot of writings, and sound recordings for Soundcloud, and done some more videos for youtube. I have a usual routine when I log into the Internet, and go through my list of social utility sites where I have profiles, to check updates each time. I can spend hours on the Internet without any real difficulty. I haven't been anywhere much in the past 10 days, as last week on Thursday Adrian was too busy to be able to take me swimming, so it is mostly home life. But that's ok. Mostly, now, my social life is an online experience. For now. I plan on that changing eventually, to a more outgoing thing, but for now it is website promotion of my key websites to, eventually, build a lifeplan of prosperity and success. Anyway, enough of that. A little more of my life story. I was talking with me mum in the last little while and she was talking about pets our family had had over the years. First on the list was Paddy. He was a dog which was owned by the family where we first lived in Jindabyne. I wasn't around till Berridale days, but Paddy was the first family pet, and he died. After Paddy came Toby. He was a terrier. He had a brother called Biff, which went to friends of the family - the Duffy family. Dad got the dog from a friend of his. Toby ran away in Berridale years. We had him for 9 years, but one day he went missing. We never knew what happened to him. I remember Toby. He was the first dog, a friendly little fellow, who was good with kids. I miss him. In Berridale years there was also Little Miss Paddy Paws, a Cat, and Suzie, another cat. I don't remember them at all, and they weren't around terribly long. There was a dog called 'Peppy' a sort of chihuaha little thing, which was Brigid's dog (my sisters), but he died the first day we got to Cooma, run over by the school bus. I think I might vaguely recall Peppy in the archives of my memories. The name rings a tiny bell. There was an alsation dog in Cooma, which got a disease. Dad brought him into the kitchen when he was unwell, but Mum said he was dead. Dad buried him in the back yard. Matthew had a dog called Guvnah. I recall him a little. And back in Cooma days we got the cat 'Raow' from Father Barry Cotter (the Catholic Priest). Raow was renamed Mumma cat, and hanged around to Canberra years. There was also Smokie, a grey cat in Cooma, and others as well, including a dog Called Edgar. There were guinea pigs, and rabbits along the way, goldfish, and lots of budgies and birds. Blackie was a cat in Canberra years, but she disappeared. Then Mushroom, who was around for a long time like Mumma cat, but eventually died as well. I was there for the deaths of both Mumma Cat, and Mushroom, as well as Miranda cat which followed both of them. She was a very pretty cat, but only lived 5 years. No idea why. She just got sick one day and died. Brandy was a dog we had in the early years of Canberra, and Greg liked Brandy a lot, and Jacinta had another dog as well. One of Mushroom's kittens was a beautifully coloured little cat which ended up mine, which I called 'Chokita', but she never grew, and never shat or ate, and died pretty quickly. I only had her a little while. After Miranda died a few years back, we got Pepper, our current cat (Pepper is a black cat, thus his name. I occasionally call him Pepsi Cola). He was apparently 10 when we got him, and we've had him a year or so now. He was a little nervous to start with, but he has settled in to life with me and mum now. He's part of our family now. Anyway, that is our brief family pet history. We have cared for them all, and rarely been anywhere approaching irresponsibility with them, and we have loved them and fed them and taken good care of them. I have learned to be respectful towards animals over the years, to make sure they are taken care of, and to give them attention and kindness. They are great life companions, and humanity has been enriched by God because of animals which we have been allowed to have as pets. Anyway, today has been a quiet Sunday, not much happening. Jacinta finally ran mum after not speaking to her for ages, and mum has been winging about it to me, because Jacinta was rude to mum at her place in Cooma, and Mum swore to me she wouldn't call her first. But she called today, so life goes on. People get over it, and it becomes just water under the bridge in time. I'm listening to Dio sing 'The Last in Line' on my Windows Media Player on the PC at the moment. I'm a big fan of Dio. Love his voice and his music. Very classic metal sound. I've had some weird dreams over the past few days. William Shatner and Taylor Swift showed up, hanging at a picnic with a group of kids, waiting on a big celebrity. God was teaching me to be a bit more loving. There was Def Leppard in another weird dream, and Joe had words with me. Very sarcastic stuff. Fruck, I have had some weird and intense dreams over the years. Just a few nights ago, in the living room where I was sleeping, I was at war with half the Australian Pentecostal Church in a dream which left me exhausted. By was it over the top. But life goes on. Am I happy? I usually sat, at this point, I'm content. And, you know, that is truer than ever. I'm actually quite happy at the moment. Sort of enjoying the simple and quiet life with mum, and the steady projects I get done, and life just going on. My current view is, with enough prayer, Torah study and devotion to God, on a permanent basis, life of 961 years, a Noahide length sort of life, is available. It's scriptural. Time will tell if God will give it to me or not. Well that is enough for now. Cheers.

Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly

Canberra, Australia

 

 

Chapter Ten

Written Thursday 5th of November 2015 / 5th of November 6178 SC.

Well, here we go again. This is the new section of scripture for the Advancing Noah Movement. The Rainbow Bible is complete, now, and I will let it rest. It will have a review soon enough, with probably some minor modifications and amendments, but the work is probably about 98 to 99 percent complete. So on we go with something new. The fourth Chronicle of the Angels Saga started today, and it is 'Icons of Endurance'. On goes the adventure. Traditional stories, nothing great surprising is planned, you know what to expect if you have read it so far, but some new fantasies, and brand new stuff. Ongoing delight I do hope. Life has been good recently. I have bibles, now, which have gone a bit of a distance in my life now. I've recycled most of my stuff in life so far, in the belief that 'What you acquire in life you acquire in life for eternity' and that remains the same truth. With the close of the Rainbow Bible it was generally concluded by myself that the time of resurrection has come and gone, and life is just set for endurance. But I do not claim that is the ultimate truth, as I don't know for sure. It seems, in reality, if prayer intervenes, and if faith intervenes, and if scripture is prayed sufficiently, resurrections can still be fulfilled. It's up to planet earth and its citizens if they want it enough, and possibly also heaven as well. Nothing is written in stone, so we will see what yet will be. I make no grand predictions. The soundest my doctrine can get is that 'I really don't know for sure.' Time will tell. Went to group yesterday, printed off some of the stories in my saga, and bought some books from Vinnies. God mentioned to me recently that, in the stuff in my room, he adds to it, for ongoing life on earth, only slowly actually. I might buy a ton of stuff, but only some of it ends up not recycled. But that pile is slowly growing. An inheritance quickly earned is quickly squandered, as scripture maintains, so maybe the spirit of God is showing me how he does things. You know, I said on a soundcloud recording that God was an asshole. He wants to be, ok. When you get older, he wants his kit gloves to disappear. He's a bloke as well. When you can grow up and get over being so damn holy and politically correct about everything, God likes to lighten up. So don't expect him to honour your person any time soon, but he will treat you always with kindness because he's a nice guy, and he treats people well if they treat others well. Life goes on, life goes on. I'm happy enough, things are good. I still want to marry both Taylor Swift and Katy Perry, so we will see if there is ever any historical truth in that fantasy. But I like the girls, genuinely, a lot. So here's hoping. On we go. Cheers for now. Bye.

Written Sunday 7th of November 6178 SC. Well the 'Rainbow Agenda' idea lasted a day or so, and that was about it. Revised, considered, not going to run with it in the end. I'll just stick with the Rainbow Bible. The documents for the Assemblies of Faith will probably be added in soon as Section Nine of the Rainbow Bible, and Abrahamism Bible will end up Section Ten. New aspects of the Angels saga were now just placed were they fitted chronologically in the Chronicles of the Children of Destiny, and that hype is done away with. I have revised a great deal of my fanfiction, and replaced names of copyrighted works, to work it into my Chronicles now without legal copyright concerns. I will alter the documents to the necessary degree to ensure originality of all concepts. Went to group yesterday, bought some books from Vinnies, got my Invega injection, and not much else has happened. Lot's of work on my youtube page today doing Thumbnails, and, as I said, I've tidied up the Chronicles a fair bit, and merged some volumes. Mum went to Gold Creek in North Canberra today (she visits regularly) and bought some things. She bought me a toy hedgehog (actually a bookend, technically, but its really just a solid plush toy, which has been added to my collection of such things.) She got one as well, and called hers Albert, so I called mine Victoria. I've ordered a 5 piece recorder set on EBay, with the various sizes. It has a big 'Bass Recorder' which might take some practice to handle. I intend on doing some recordings for my Soundcloud page with it, and possibly also some Youtube videos with them as well. I played the Recorder back in school, and actually did a concert for St Pats at Cooma Monaro High School, were I played the recorder with some of the other kids in my class. There have been recorders in the household on and off over the years, and I've always had a bit of a dabble. I make up tunes on the spot these days, and record them using my Sound Recorder on my PC. All improvisation melodies. But I have some experience on composition now. My comic collection continues to grow, and I'm enjoying titles like Lobo and Justice League 3001 most of all. I spend a lot on comics. I guess I'm a comic nerd. I'm turning 43 very soon, and can also get my advance payment, which I usually get, very soon, so will have quite a bit of spending money shortly. Probably comics and CDs, as the Recorder was my major purchase for a while. Had lunch with Marcus CCC and Rebecca Hill the other day in Civic. I rang him up that morning, as I wanted to go into Impact Comics to buy 2 Ten Dollar Ten Comics grab bags, but he didn't answer. But he was on the bus from Woden to Civic, so I got lucky. Well, that's me up to date. Cheers for now.

Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly

Canberra, Australia

 

Chapter Eleven

Written Friday 27th of November 6178 SC (27th of November 2015). Well, here we are. This is it - the end of the year glory. I've finished a lot at the moment. The Chronicles of the Children of Destiny 2015 is complete, with Gloria Majestica finishing it all of. There will be no more COTCOD this year, and if the resurrection of the dead happens, that could be the end of it all. Either way, no more writing, if any, till mid January 2016. Today I finished my third book of life prayers, and I have rounded off and completed all scripture prayers I have prayed for life, with a culmination of things. IF, and that's a big if, but if there is any new prayer, not till restart in mid-January 2015, but that might also be the end of it. I talk to God now - my prayers are likely finished. I'm uploading my final 3 videos to my youtube account, to get them to 140 vids - the same number of Seraphim in the Realm of Eternity. That is the completion of that account. And this diary entry culminates my diary entries for 2015, and possibly the end of it all. If I show up again with Chapter 64 it's not until mid-january 2016, and I am not sure either way at this stage. The end of the world might be here, as the Force Awakens, or its one long holiday, one long rest, and then another year of work for the Kingdom of Noah. I guess we'll both know soon enough. Cheers forever, if that is the case, if not see you again soon enough. Daniel San. Canberra, Australia. THE END

Continued 31st of December 2015 (31st of December 6178 SC). Today is the last day of the year. I did not visit a whore in 2015. I have not visited a brothel or had sex with a prostitute or other woman for this whole year of 2015 (6178 SC). Last year I visited a few times, but not this year. There are a few hours left now till midnight, so this year was a year of abstinence from fornication for the Advancing Noah Movement. I also did not commit any murders in 2015, was not violent towards anybody, did not practice any idolatry in 2015, did not kidnap anybody, did not eat any blood, did not get arrested or receive any police fines, did not get drunk, practiced no blasphemy (but did insult God some times), prayed a huge amount of scripture prayer, did not practice any bestiality, did not practice any homosexuality or bisexuality, did not practice any incest, did not steal anything (but borrowed from my mother a few times without asking her and repaid her without telling her), did not own any pornographic magazines for the entire year, I DID masturbate with online pornography many times in the year, did not practice any sexual harassment towards anybody for the year, did not rape anybody for the year, I did have some arguments but they were under control enough for the year, had a generally positive relationship with God for the year (though there were sticky moments), talked to God occasionally throughout the year (talking to him - not just prayer), did not move any boundary markers for the year, gave a little bit of charity for the year, and produced a great amount of literature and videos of various kinds, using my creative talents for the year. Bye for now.

Continued 23rd of January 2016 (23rd of January 6179 SC). Well, the resurrection date of January 4 came and went, and nothing. I am understanding now why as well. My movement is Karaite Noahidism. I am the official representative of this religion on earth, as there are no other established movements, and God has told me I now officially represent this branch of Noahidism. I have prayed a huge amount over the last 3 years, and God tells me he answers all my prayers. But my prayers need acceptance by other movements. The only way they can accept my prayers is by joining my movement, as the prayers are only valid for my movement. There are exceptions involving peace. So all my prayers have been answered, but I get no real world results at all, apart from prayers which affect me personally, because others are not part of my movement. So there you go. Now, in about 2010 I prayed to God at Tuggeranong pool and asked him for the tree of life. When I did, a spirit entered me, like the spirit of a fruity substance (the fruit of the tree of life). Since then, in late 2012, and all of 2013, 2014, 2015 and so far in 2016 I have been praying the scriptures fervently. This knowledge was required to enable me to live eternally on Earth. Further, a complete repentance of sins according to the Judgements of the Rainbow Torah (Genesis 1:1 – 11:9), and the general principles of the Rainbow Bible, which is the authority for Karaite Noahidism, is required. I have complied well enough and am now in the state of eternal living on earth. Bye for now.

 

Chapter Twelve

 

Written Sunday 5th of June 6179 SC (5th of June 2016 CE/AD). A number of years ago I did research on various websites online into ancient genealogies of Ireland and the British Isles. While the genealogies of older generations is questionable, it is not really disputable that the Daly Clan ultimately goes back to Noah, and probably Japheth as well.

 

Here is Public Domain Information from Wikipedia on the Table of Nations.

 

Generations of Noah

 

The Generations of Noah or Table of Nations (Genesis 10 of the Hebrew Bible) is a traditional ethnology representing the expansion of humankind from the descendants of Noah and their dispersion into many lands after the Flood.[1] The term "nations" to describe the descendants is a standard English translation of the Hebrew word "goy", following the c.400 CE Latin Vulgate's "nationes" / "nationibus", and does not have the same political connotations that the word entails today.[2]

The list of 70 names introduces for the first time a number of well known ethnonyms and toponyms important to biblical geography[3] such as Noah's three sons ShemHam and Japheth, from which is derived SemiticHamiticand Japhethic, certain of Noah's grandsons including ElamAshurAramCush, and Canaan, from which ElamitesAssyriansArameansCushites and Canaanites, as well as further descendants including Eber (from whichHebrew), the hunter-king Nimrod, the Philistines and the sons of Canaan including Heth, Jebus and Amorus, from which HittitesJebusites and Amorites.

As Christianity took over the Roman world, it adopted the idea that all the world's peoples were descended from Noah. But the tradition of Hellenistic Jewish identifications of the ancestry of various peoples, which concentrates very much on the Mediterranean world and the Near East and is described below, became stretched. Northern peoples important to the Late Roman and medieval world, such as the CeltsSlavsGermans and Norse were not covered, nor were others of the world's peoples. A variety of fanciful arrangements were devised by scholars, with for example the Scythians, who do feature in the tradition, being claimed as the ancestors of much of northern Europe.[4]

According to Joseph Blenkinsopp, the 70 names in the list express symbolically the unity of the human race, corresponding to the 70 descendants of Israel who go down into Egypt with Jacob at Genesis 46:27 and the 70 elders of Israel who visit God with Moses at the covenant ceremony in Exodus 24:1–9.[5]

 

Table of Nations

Book of Genesis

Chapters 1–11 of the Book of Genesis are structured around five toledot statements ("these are the generations of..."), of which the "generations of the sons of Noah, Shem, Ham, and Japheth," is the fourth. Events beforeNoah's Flood, the central toledoth, correspond to those after: the post-Flood world is a new creation corresponding to the Genesis creation narrative, and like Adam, Noah has three sons who will populate the world. The correspondences extend forward as well: there are 70 names in the Table, corresponding to the 70 Israelites who go down into Egypt at the end of Genesis and to the 70 elders of Israel who go up the mountain with Sinai to meet with God in Exodus. The symbolic force of these numbers is underscored by the way the names are frequently arranged in groups of seven, suggesting that the Table is a symbolic means of implying universal moral obligation.[6]

The overall structure of the Table is:

·         1. Introductory formula, v.1

·         2. Japheth, vv.2–5

·         3. Ham, vv.6–20

·         4. Shem, 21–31

·           5. Concluding formula, v.32.[7]

The overall principle governing the assignment of various peoples within the Table is difficult to discern: it purports to describe all humankind, but restricts itself to the Egyptian lands of the south, the Mesopotamian lands, and Asia Minor and the Ionian Greeks, and the "sons of Noah" are not organised by geography, language or ethnic groups within these regions.[8] The Table is in fact filled with difficulties: for example, the names Sheba and Havilah are listed twice, first as descendants of Cush the son of Ham (verse 7), and then as sons of Joktan, the great-grandsons of Shem, and while the Cushites are African in verses 6–7 they are Mesopotamians in verses 10–14.[9]

The date of composition of Genesis 1–11 cannot be fixed with any precision, although it seems likely that an early brief nucleus was later expanded with extra data.[10] Portions of the Table itself may derive from the 10th century, while others reflect the 7th century and priestly revisions in the 5th century.[1] Its combination of world review, myth and genealogy corresponds to the work of the Greek historian Hecataeus of Miletus, active c.520 BCE.[11]

 

Book of Chronicles

I Chronicles 1 includes a version of the Table of Nations from Genesis, but edited to make clearer that the intention is to establish the background for Israel. This is done by condensing various branches to focus on the story of Abraham and his offspring. Most notably, it omits Genesis 10:9–14, in which Nimrod, a son of Cush, is linked to various cities in Mesopotamia, thus removing from Cush any Mesopotamian connection.[12]

 

Book of Jubilees

The Table of Nations is expanded upon in detail in chapters 8–9 of the Book of Jubilees, sometimes known as the "Lesser Genesis," a work from the early Second Temple period.[13] Jubilees is considered Pseudepigraphical by most Christian and Jewish sects but thought to have been held in regard by many of the Church Fathers.[14] Its division of the descendants throughout the world are thought to have been heavily influenced by the "Ionian world map" described in the Histories (Herodotus),[15] and the anomalous treatment of Canaan and Madai are thought to have been "propaganda for the territorial expansion of the Hasmonean state".[16]

 

Septuagint version

The Hebrew bible was translated into Greek in Alexandria at the request of Ptolemy II, who reigned over Egypt 285–246 BCE.[17] Its version of the Table of Nations is substantially the same as that in the Hebrew text, but with the following differences:

·         It lists Elisa as an extra son of Japheth, giving him eight instead of seven, while continuing to list him also as a son of Javan, as in the Masoretic text.

·         Whereas the Hebrew text lists Shelah as the son of Arpachshad in the line of Shem, the Septuagint has a Cainan as the son of Arpachshad and father of Shelah – the Book of Jubilees gives considerable scope to this figure. Cainan appears again at the end of the list of the sons of Shem.

·           Obal, Joktan's eighth son in the Masoretic text, does not appear.[18]

Sons of Noah: Shem, Ham and Japheth

The Flood story tells how Noah and his three sons Shem, Ham, and Japheth, together with their wives, were saved from the Deluge to repopulate the Earth.

·           Shem's name means "name" or "fame". Through Eber he became the ancestor of Abraham and thus of the Israelites.[19] In the view of some 17th-century European scholars (e.g., John Webb), the people of China, eastern Persia and "the Indias" descended from Shem.[20] Both Webb and the French Jesuits belonging to the Figurist school (late 17th-early 18th century) went even further, identifying the legendary Emperor Yao of Chinese history with Noah himself.[20]

·           Ham is the forefather of Cush, Egypt, and Put, and of Canaan, whose lands include portions of Africa, Arabia, Syria-Palestine and Mesopotamia. The etymology of his name is uncertain; some scholars have linked it to terms connected with divinity, but a divine or semi-divine status for Ham is unlikely.[21]

·           Japheth is apparently the youngest son, although his line is given first.[22] His name is associated with the mythological Greek Titan Iapetos, and his sons include Javan, the Greek-speaking cities of Ionia.[23] In Genesis 9:27 it forms a pun with the Hebrew root ypt: "May God make room [the hiphil of the yph root] for Japeth, that he may live in Shem's tents and Canaan may be his slave."[24]

 

Ethnological interpretations

In Flavius Josephus

The 1st-century Jewish-Roman historian Flavius Josephus, in Antiquities of the Jews Book 1, chapter 6, was among the first of many who attempted to assign known ethnicities to some of the names listed in Genesis chapter 10. His assignments became the basis for most later authors, and were as follows:[25]

·         Gomer: "those whom the Greeks now call Galatians, [Galls,] but were then called Gomerites".

o    Aschanax (Ashkenaz): "Aschanaxians, who are now called by the Greeks Rheginians".

o    Riphath: "Ripheans, now called Paphlagonians".

o    Thrugramma (Togarmah): "Thrugrammeans, who, as the Greeks resolved, were named Phrygians".

·         Magog: "Magogites, but who are by the Greeks called Scythians".

·         Madai: "the Madeans, who are called Medes, by the Greeks".

·         Javan: "Ionia, and all the Grecians".

o    Elisa: "Eliseans... they are now the Aeolians".

o    Tharsus (Tarshish): "Tharsians, for so was Cilicia of old called". He also derives the name of their city Tarsus from Tharsus.

o    Cethimus (Kittim): "The island Cethima: it is now called Cyprus". He also derives the Greek name of their city, which he spells Citius, from Cethimus.

·         Thobel (Tubal): "Thobelites, who are now called Iberes".

·         Mosoch (Meshech): "Mosocheni... now they are Cappadocians." He also derives the name of their capital Mazaca from Mosoch.

·         Thiras (Tiras): "Thirasians; but the Greeks changed the name into Thracians".

·         Chus (Cush): "Ethiopians... even at this day, both by themselves and by all men in Asia, called Chusites".

o    Sabas (Seba): Sabeans

o    Evilas (Havilah): "Evileans, who are called Getuli".

o    Sabathes (Sabta): "Sabathens, they are now called by the Greeks Astaborans".

o    Sabactas (Sabteca): Sabactens

o    Ragmus (Raamah): Ragmeans

§  Judadas (Dedan): "Judadeans, a nation of the western Ethiopians".

§  Sabas (Sheba): Sabeans

·         Mesraim (Misraim): Egypt, which he says is called Mestre in his country.

o    "Now all the children of Mesraim, being eight in number, possessed the country from Gaza to Egypt, though it retained the name of one only, the Philistim; for the Greeks call part of that country Palestine. As for the rest, Ludieim, and Enemim, and Labim, who alone inhabited in Libya, and called the country from himself, Nedim, and Phethrosim, and Chesloim, and Cephthorim, we know nothing of them besides their names; for the Ethiopic war which we shall describe hereafter, was the cause that those cities were overthrown."

·         Phut: Libya. He states that a river and region "in the country of Moors" was still called Phut by the Greeks, but that it had been renamed "from one of the sons of Mesraim, who was called Lybyos".

·         Canaan: Judea, which he called "from his own name Canaan".

o    Sidonius (Sidon): The city of Sidonius, "called by the Greeks Sidon".

o    Amathus (Hamathite): "Amathine, which is even now called Amathe by the inhabitants, although the Macedonians named it Epiphania, from one of his posterity."

o    Arudeus (Arvadite): "the island Aradus".

o    Arucas (Arkite): "Arce, which is in Libanus".

o    "But for the seven others [sons of Canaan], Chetteus, Jebuseus, Amorreus, Gergesus, Eudeus, Sineus, Samareus, we have nothing in the sacred books but their names, for the Hebrews overthrew their cities".

·         Elam: "Elamites, the ancestors of the Persians".

·         Ashur: Assyrians, and their city Niniveh built by Ashur.

·         Arphaxad: "Arphaxadites, who are now called Chaldeans".

o    Sala

§  Heber (Eber): "from whom they originally called the Jews Hebrews".

§  Phaleg (Peleg): He notes that he was so named "because he was born at the dispersion of the nations to their several countries; for Phaleg among the Hebrews signifies division".

§  Joctan

§  "Elmodad, Saleph, Asermoth, Jera, Adoram, Aizel, Decla, Ebal, Abimael, Sabeus, Ophir, Euilat, and Jobab. These inhabited from Cophen, an Indian river, and in part of Asia adjoining to it."

·         Aram: "Aramites, which the Greeks called Syrians".

o    Uz: "Uz founded Trachonitis and Damascus: this country lies between Palestine and Celesyria".

o    Ul (Hul): Armenia

o    Gather (Gether): Bactrians

o    Mesa (Mesh): "Mesaneans; it is now called Charax Spasini".

·         Laud (Lud): "Laudites, which are now called Lydians".

 

In Hippolytus

Hippolytus of Rome, in his Diamerismos (c. 234, existing in numerous Latin and Greek copies),[26] made another attempt to assign ethnicities to the names in Genesis 10. It is thought to have been based on the Book of Jubilees.[27]

Its differences versus that of Josephus are shown below:

·         Gomer – Cappadocians

o    Ashkenaz – Sarmatians

o    Riphath – Sauromatians

o    Togarmah – Armenians

·         Magog – Galatians, Celts

·         Javan

o    Elishah – Siculi (Chron Pasc: Trojans and Phrygians)

o    Tarshish – Iberians, Tyrrhenians

o    Kittim – Macedonians, Romans, Latins

·         Tubal – "Hettali" (?)

·         Meshech – Illyrians

·         Misraim

o    Ludim – Lydians

o    Anamim – Pamphylians

o    Pathrusim – Lycians (var.: Cretans)

o    Caphtorim – Cilicians

·         Put – Troglodytes

·         Canaan – Afri and Phoenicians

o    Arkite – Tripolitanians

·         Lud – Halizones

·         Arpachshad

o    Cainan – "those east of the Sarmatians" (one variant)

§  Joktan

§  Elmodad – Indians

§  Saleph – Bactrians

§  Hazamaveth, Sheba – Arabs

§  Adoram – Carmanians

§  Uzal – Arians (var.: Parthians)

§  Abimael – Hyrcanians

§  Obal – Scythians

§  Ophir – Armenians

§  Deklah – Gedrosians

·         Aram – "Etes" ?

o    Hul – Lydians (var: Colchians)

o    Gether – "Gaspeni" ?

o    Mash – Mossynoeci (var: Mosocheni)

The Chronicle of 354, the Panarion by Epiphanius of Salamis (c. 375), the Chronicon Paschale (c. 627), the History of Albania by the Georgian historian Movses Kaghankatvatsi (7th century), and the Synopsis of Histories by John Skylitzes (c. 1057) follow the identifications of Hippolytus.

 

In Jerome

Jerome, writing c. 390, provided an 'updated' version of Josephus' identifications in his Hebrew Questions on Genesis. His list is substantially identical to that of Josephus in almost all respects, but with the following notable differences:

·         Thubal, son of Japheth: "Iberians, who are also the Spaniards from whom derive the Celtiberians, although certain people suppose them to be the Italians."

·         Gether, son of Aram: "Acarnanii or Carians"

·         Mash, son of Aram: Maeones

 

In Isidore of Seville and later authors

The scholar Isidore of Seville, in his Etymologiae (c. 600), repeats all of Jerome's identifications, but with these minor changes:[28]

·         Joktan, son of Eber: Indians

·         Saleph, son of Joktan: Bactrians

·         Magog, son of Japheth: "Scythians and Goths"

·         Ashkenaz, son of Gomer: "Sarmatians, whom the Greeks call Rheginians".

Isidore's identifications for Japheth's sons were repeated in the Historia Britonum attributed to Nennius. Isidore's identifications also became the basis for numerous later mediaeval scholars, remaining so until the Age of Discovery prompted newer theories, such as that of Benito Arias Montano (1571), who proposed connecting Meshech with Moscow, and Ophir with Peru.

While Genesis 10 was covered extensively by numerous Christian, Jewish and Muslim scholars over many centuries, the phrase "Table" of nations only appeared and became popular in English from the 1830s.[citation needed]

 

Other interpretations: Descendants of Japheth

The Greek Septuagint (LXX) text of Genesis includes an additional son of Japheth, "Elisa", between Javan and Tubal; however, as this name is found in no other ancient source, nor in I Chronicles, he is almost universally agreed to be a duplicate of Elisha, son of Javan. The presence of Elisa and of Cainan son of Arpachshad (below) in the Greek Bible accounts for the traditional enumeration among early Christian sources of 72 names, as opposed to the 70 names found in Jewish sources and Western Christian sources.[citation needed]

·           Gomer: the Cimmerians, a people from the northern Black Sea, made incursions into Asia Minor in the 8th and early 7th centuries BCE before being confined to Cappadocia.[29]

o      Ashkenaz: A people of the Black and Caspian sea areas, much later associated with German and East European Jews.[30] The Ashkuza, who lived on the upper Euphrates in Armenia expelled the Cimmerians from their territory, and in Jeremiah 51:27 were said to march against Babylon along with two other northern kingdoms.[31]

o      Riphath (Diphath in Chronicles): Josephus identification Riphath with the Paphlagonians of later antiquity, but this appears to have been no more than a guess; the Book of Jubilees identifies the name with the "Riphean Mountains", equated with the Causcasus in Classical sources, and the general understanding seems to have been invaders from the Causcuses who were settled in Armenia or Cappadocia.[32]

o      Togarmah: Associated with Asia Minor in Ezekiel.[30] Later Armenian historians claimed Togarmah as an ancestor.[32]

·           Magog: Associated in Ezekiel with Gog, a king of Lydia, and thereby with Asia Minor.[30] The 1st century CE Jewish historian Josephus stated that Magog was identical with the Scythians, but modern scholars are sceptical of this and place Magog simply somewhere in Asia Minor.[33]

·           Madai: The Medes, from an area now in northwest Iran.[30]

·           Javan: This name is universally agreed to refer to the Ionians (Greeks) of the western and southern coast of Asia Minor.[34]

o      Elishah: Possibly Elaioussa, an island off the coast of Cilicia, or an old name for the island of Cyprus.[34]

o      Tarshish (Tarshishah in Chronicles): Candidates include (Tartessos) in Spain and Tharros in Sardinia, both of which appear unlikely, and Tarsus in Cilicia, which appears more likely despite some linguistic difficulties.[35]

o      Kittim: Originally the inhabitants of Kition in Cyprus, later the entire island; in the Dead Sea Scrolls the Kittim appear to be the Romans.[30]

o      Dodanim (Rodanim in Chronicles): Inhabitants of Rhodes.[30]

·           Tubal: Tubal and Meshech always appear as a pair in the Old Testament.[36] The name Tubal is connected with the Akkadian Tabal and Greek Tipaprivoi, a people of Cappadocia, in the north-east of Asia Minor.[37]

·           MeshechMushki/Muski had its capital at Gordion and fused with the kingdom of Phrygia by the 8th century.[38]

·           Tiras: Josephus and late Rabbinical writers associated Tiras with Thrace, the part of Europe opposite Asia Minor, but all the other sons of Japheth are located in Asia Minor itself and it is possible that Tiras may refer to Thracians inhabiting westernmost Asia Minor; it has also been associated with some of the Sea Peoples such as Tursha and Tyrrhenians, but this is considered unlikely.[39]

 

Other interpretations: Descendants of Ham

Main article: Hamitic

·           Cush: The biblical transliteration of the Egyptian name for Nubia or Ethiopia; the "sons of Cush" which follow are various locations on the Arabian and possibly African coasts bordering the Red Sea.[40]

o    Seba, son of Cush. Has been connected with both Yemen and Ethiopia, with much confusion with Sheba below.

o    Havilah, son of Cush.

o    Sabtah, son of Cush.

o    Raamah, son of Cush.

§  Sheba, son of Raamah. Has been connected with Sabaeans and peoples on either side of the narrowest part of the Red Sea.[citation needed]

§  Dedan, son of Raamah.

o    Sabtechah, son of Cush.

o      Nimrod: Possibly connected with Naram-Sin, a 3rd millennium king of Akkad;in verses 10–12 he is the founder of a list of Mesopotamian cities, and the biblical tradition elsewhere identifies him with northern Mesopotamia or Assyria.[41] His location (Mesopotamia) is something of an anomaly, in that the other sons of Cush are connected with Africa or the Red Sea, and he is probably a late insertion resulting from a confusion between the African Cush and a quite different Cush, the eponym (ancestor) of the Kassites.[42]

·           Mizraim: Egypt.[43]

o    Ludim, offspring of Mizraim.

o    Anamim, offspring of Mizraim.

o    Lehabim, offspring of Mizraim.

o    Naphtuhim, offspring of Mizraim.

o    Pathrusim, offspring of Mizraim.

o    Casluhim ("out of whom came Philistim" – Genesis 10:141Chronicles 1:12)

o      Caphtorim: Probably the island of Crete. According to Deuteronomy 2:23, Caphtorim settled in Gaza, an important Philistinian city.[41]

·           Phut: the Septuagint translates this as Libyans, which would be in accordance with the north–to–south progression in the listing of Ham's descendants, but some scholars have suggested Punt, the Egyptian name for Somalia.[44]

·           Canaan: The strip of land west of the Jordan River including modern Lebanon and parts of Syria, and the varied peoples who lived there.[45]

o      Sidon: The main Phoenician city, often treated as synonymous with Phoenicia.[46]

o      Heth: Probably the ancestor of the biblical Hittites, although the Hittites of Asia Minor had no ethnic or linguistic ties with the peoples of Canaan.[47]

o    "the Jebusite", offspring of Canaan.

o      "the Amorite": Generic name for West Semitic peoples of the Fertile Crescent.[47]

o    "the Girgasites", offspring of Canaan

o    "the Hivite", offspring of Canaan

o    "the Arkite", offspring of Canaan.

o    "the Sinite", offspring of Canaan.

o    "the Arvadite", offspring of Canaan.

o    "the Zemarite", offspring of Canaan.

o    "the Hamathite", offspring of Canaan.

Beginning in the 9th century with the Jewish grammarian Judah ibn Quraysh, a relationship between the Semitic and Cushitic languages was seen; modern linguists group these two families, along with the EgyptianBerberChadic, and Omotic language groups into the larger Afro-Asiatic language family. In addition, languages in the southern half of Africa are now seen as belonging to several distinct families independent of the Afro-Asiatic group. Some now discarded Hamitic theories have become viewed as racist; in particular a theory proposed in the 19th century by Speke, that the Tutsi were supposedly of some Hamitic ancestry and thus inherently superior.[48]

The 17th-century Jesuit, Athanasius Kircher, thought that the Chinese had also descended from Ham, via Egyptians.

Other interpretations: Descendants of Shem

Main article: Semitic people

·           Elam: A kingdom east of Babylon and along the Persian Gulf.[49] The Elamites called their land Haltamti and had an empire (capital Susa) in what is now Khuzistan, modern IranElamite is not a Semitic language.

·           AshurAssyria.[49]

·           Arpachshad: An obscure name of uncertain meaning, although apparently associated with northern Mesopotamia.[50]

·           Lud: The kingdom of Lydia in eastern Anatolia.[49] However, Lydia was not Semitic and not geographically near the other "sons of Shem", which makes its presence in the list difficult to explain.[50]

·           Aram: Mesopotamia and Syria.[49]

o    Uz, son of Aram.

o    Hul, son of Aram.

o    Gether, son of Aram.

o    Mash, son of Aram (1 Chronicles has Meshech).

Extrabiblical sons of Noah

There exist various traditions in post-biblical sources claiming that Noah had children other than Shem, Ham, and Japheth — born variously before, during, or after the Deluge.

According to the Quran (Hud v. 42–43), Noah had another unnamed son who refused to come aboard the Ark, instead preferring to climb a mountain, where he drowned. Some later Islamic commentators give his name as either Yam or Kan'an.[54]

According to Irish mythology, as found in the Annals of the Four Masters and elsewhere, Noah had another son named Bith, who was not allowed aboard the Ark, and who attempted to colonise Ireland with 54 persons, only to be wiped out in the Deluge.

Some 9th-century manuscripts of the Anglo-Saxon Chronicle assert that Sceafa was the fourth son of Noah, born aboard the Ark, from whom the House of Wessex traced their ancestry; in William of Malmesbury's version of this genealogy (c. 1120), Sceaf is instead made a descendant of Strephius, the fourth son born aboard the Ark (Gesta Regnum Anglorum).

An early Arabic work known as Kitab al-Magall or the Book of Rolls (part of Clementine literature) mentions Bouniter, the fourth son of Noah, born after the flood, who allegedly invented astronomy and instructed Nimrod.[55] Variants of this story with often similar names for Noah's fourth son are also found in the c. 5th century Ge'ez work Conflict of Adam and Eve with Satan (Barvin), the c. 6th century Syriac book Cave of Treasures (Yonton), the 7th century Apocalypse of Pseudo-Methodius (Ionitus'[56]), the Syriac Book of the Bee 1221 (Yônatôn), the Hebrew Chronicles of Jerahmeel, c. 12th–14th century (Jonithes), and throughout Armenian apocryphal literature, where he is usually referred to as Maniton; as well as in works by Petrus Comestor c. 1160 (Jonithus), Godfrey of Viterbo1185 (Ihonitus), Michael the Syrian 1196 (Maniton), Abu Salih the Armenian c. 1208 (Abu Naiţur); Jacob van Maerlant c. 1270 (Jonitus), and Abraham Zacuto 1504 (Yoniko).

Martin of Opava (c. 1250), later versions of the Mirabilia Urbis Romae, and the Chronicon Bohemorum of Giovanni di Marignola (1355) make Janus (i.e., the Roman deity) the fourth son of Noah, who moved to Italy, invented astrology, and instructed Nimrod.

According to the monk Annio da Viterbo (1498), the Hellenistic Babylonian writer Berossus had mentioned 30 children born to Noah after the Deluge, including sons named TuisconPrometheusIapetusMacrus, "16 titans", CranusGranausOceanus, and Tipheus. Also mentioned are daughters of Noah named Araxa "the Great", Regina, Pandora, Crana, and Thetis. However, Annio's manuscript is widely regarded today as having been a forgery.[57]

Islam

The sons of Noah are not expressly mentioned in the Qur'an, except for the fact that one of the sons was among the people who did not follow his own father, not among the believers and thus was washed away in the flood. Also the Qur'an indicates a great calamity, enough to have destroyed Noah's people, but to have saved him his followers and his generations to come.[58]

 

THE GENEALOGY OF DANIEL THOMAS ANDREW DALY

Hippolytus traces the Celts back to Magog. Wikinoah (Copyrighted material) has information on the table of nations based on bloodgroups, but no specific information I could see on the Celtic Families, but research likely has been done on that issue in various sources. For the purposes of my genealogy below from traditional sources, Citing Magog as the father of the Celts in Hippolytus is consistent with the information from Traditional sources. Thus, for the time being, until further research demonstrates otherwise, this will serve as the traditional genealogy for myself.

Genealogy of 
Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly: 
From Adam to Daniel 

Source 1 to 37 
http://www.araltas.com/features/milesius.html 

Source 38 to 87 
http://www.rootsweb.ancestry.com/~fianna/history/milesian.html 

Source 88 to 105 
http://www.strandnet.com/daly/gnlgy.htm 

(NOTE: Be sure to look at the source material links) 

1. Adam 
2. Seth 
3. Enos 
4. Cainan 
5. Mahalaleel 
6. Jared 
7. Enoch 
8. Methuselah 
9. Lamech 
10. Noah 
11. Japhet 
12. Magog 
13. Boath. 
14. Phoeniusa Farsaidh (or Fenius Farsa). 
15. Niul, 
16. Gaodhal (or Gathelus), 
17. Asruth, 
18. Sruth, 
19. Heber Scut. 
20. Baouman; 
21 Ogaman; 
22. Tait, 
23. Agnon 
24. Lamhfionn 
25. Heber Glunfionn 
26 Agnan Fionn; 
27. Febric Glas; 
28. Nenuall; 
29. Nuadhad; 
30. Alladh; 
31. Arcadh; and 
32. Deag:. 
33. Brath. 
34. Breoghan (or Brigus) 
35. Bilé; 
36. Milesius 
37. Heremon 
38. IRIAL FAIDH; 
39. EITHRIAL 
4O. FOLL-AICH; 
41. TIGERNMAS; 
42. ENBOATH; 
43. SMIOMGHALL; 
44. FIACHA LABHRAINN; 
45. AONGUS OLMUCACH; 
46. MAIN; 
47. ROTHEACHTACH; 
48. DEIN; 
49. SIORNA 
5O. OLIOLL AOLCHEOIN; 
51. GIALCHADH; ". 
52. NUADHAS FIONNFAIL; 
53. AEDAN GLAS; 
54. SIMEON BREAC; 
55. MUREDACH BOLGACH;. 
56. FIACHA TOLGRACH;. 
57. DUACH LADHRACH;. 
58. EOCHAIDH BUADHACH; 
59. UGAINE MOR; 
6O. COLETHACH CAOL-BHREAGH; 
61. MEIG MOLBHTHACH; 
62. IARAN GLEOFATHACH;. 
63. CONLA CAOMB; 
64. OLIOLL CAS-FIACHLA; 
65. EOCHAIDH ALT-LEATHAN; 
66. AONGUS TUIRMEACH-TEAMRACH; 
67. ENNA AIGNEACH; 
68. ASSAMAN EAMHNA;. 
69. ROIGHEN RUADH; 
7O. FIONNLOGH; 
71. FIONN;. 
72. EOCHAIDH FEIDLIOCH; 
73. BRESS-NAR-LOTHAR; 
74. LUGHAIDH SRIABH-N DEARG 
75. CRIMTHANN-NIADH-NAR 
76. FEREDACH FIONN-FEACHTNACH 
77. FIACHA FIONN OLA). 
78. TUATHAL TEACHTMAR; 
79. FEDHLIMIDH RACHTMAR; 
8O. CONN CEADCATHACH 
81. ART EANFHEAR;. 
82. CORMAC ULFHADA; (MAC ART) 
83. CAIBRE-LIFEACHAR; 
84. FIACHA SRABHTEINE; 
85. MUIREADACH TIREACH;. 
86. EOCHAIDH MUIGH-MEADHOIN; 
87. NIALL MOR; "Niall of The Nine Hostages 
88 EOCAN 
89 MUIREDHACH III 
90 MUIREDHACH MOR 
91 DONNALL 
92 AODH NAIRIODUAC 
93 MAOILFITREAC 
94 MAOLDUIN 
95 ADAIMH 
96 CORC 
97 FACHTNA 
98 DALACH 
99 GILLA-COIMHDHEADH 
100 TADHG 
101 MUIREADHACH 
102 DALACH 
103 CUCONNACHT NA SCOILE – Died 1139AD 
104 TADHG O'DALAIGH 
105 AENGHUS FIONNABHRACH O'DALAIGH – Circa 1200 


Many Generations More – will be researched through 
ancestry.com etc 

Peter Daly

Peter Paul Daly (b. 1876)
Cyril Aloysius Daly (b.1922 – d.2007)
Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly (b.1972)

 

Chapter Thirteen

Written Sunday June 19th 2016 CE / 6179 SC. Confessions time. In all of 2015 I did not visit a prostitute at all. This year, once only, I have visited a prostitute. Safe sex was practiced. Now, I also confess that in about 2010, for a brief period, I had unethical sexual behaviour with an underage girl. I will not say who she was because the spirit advised me not to embarrass the girl. I felt up her vagina once, and it is a fact that she enjoyed it, and initiated the experience. I had her consent. No intercourse or oral sex took place – she was still virginal after our encounters. There were a few other incidents with the girl, but not as extreme, and consent was given each time. There has been no other illegal or questionable sexual activity with underage girls since that time. Anyway, I have made further confessions on my Alpine Comics youtube channel if people want to know the gory details of the sins of Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly. I haven't really written anything on my life since about November last year, apart from the last chapter which was just information for the most part on genealogy. What can I say? Mostly about business as usual. The same old same old. I went to my sisters for meals once or twice or so, and apart from that, not much activity. I've been to Mental Health group activities far less often this year, mostly staying home and doing my videos for my youtube accounts, and writing my stories. Not much else. I've seen my friend Justin Angold a few times, but in the last month he hasn't really been around. Rob Preston has shown up a bit, and we continue to chat and be friends. I ran into an old United Pentecostal Church Christian friend of mine the other day, Ray Ceely, who follows father and son doctrine of the new testament in relation to the doctrine of the nature of God, a doctrine I held to in the latter time of my christian faith. He still goes to UPC about once a week, and sees Paul Saberton, another Father and Son pentecostal, who lives in Spence in Belconnen in Canberra, and suffers from MS. Ray seemed in good health and spirit, and it was good to chat with him and catch up, albeit briefly. My uncle Gerald is coming to visit us here in Canberra and stay with us a while later on in the year. Uncle Gerald (Baker) lives in Cottingham in Yorkshire in England, just outside of Hull were I was born. He's my mother's older brother. He's a very faithful catholic man, like dad was and mum is, and he's a kind and considerate fellow, but mum said he can be strict. Next year mum and Brigid are planning another trip to the UK – they've been on a few in recent years – and I'll be on my own yet again for a while. I've barely been out of Tuggeranong this year, and might have been to Civic once or twice, if that. I live online for the most part, and nothing much is happening in terms of Karaite Noahide activity online, and never really is, but there have been a few people who have joined my Karaite Noahide facebook groups from their own choice, rather than being added into the group (an option with facebook groups) which accounts for about 99% of the group. I have prayed over the group, though, that those who are in the group will take an interest in Karaite Noahide faith, and I use scripture chapters when I pray about the issue. God teaches me that he doesn't want to teach me the truth about world to come issues, and bullshits me about it when I press him because of it. He just won't confess any facts on that issue either way, but I think he seems to be leaning me towards it just being a heavenly afterlife. I'm very annoyed at his inconsistency, but what can I do huh? Just the way it goes. There has since November last year continued to be a lot of prayer prayed by myself, and that will continue, I would imagine, into the foreseeable future. I continue to collect my comics, but now only collect DC comics, because I am having to make budget changes to afford my tobacco, which has caused some financial concerns. But the issues should be hopefully resolved soon enough. There is no romance happening in my life. There was a Noahide girl online who I had a bit of interest in, Daniela Shmulevich from Finland, but I got up the courage to ask her about her love life, and she said there were no Noahides in Finland that she could date, and so she was with a Christian guy. I let the issue drop after that, and had been subtle about my interest. I've prayed a lot that God would marry me to Taylor Swift – yes, I know. Keep on dreaming Daniel. But I fancy the girl, like Katy Perry, and they are the subject of ongoing stories in the Angels Saga with the main character based on myself. I don't buy as many books as I used to any more, nor CDs, which come in more slowly now, but I do continue buying a lot of comics. For the most part it continues to be a quiet life here at 29 Merriman Crescent in Macarthur, which I've said before, and nothing appears as if it will change much for the time being. But what the future holds, God only knows. I continue to remain content enough and happy enough with my life when all things are considered, but there are things I would like to be happening in my life if they could. But no yet, that is all I get from God. He's getting around to answering my prayers eventually he tells me. I guess I just have to make do for the time being. So for the time being life goes on much as usual, and that's the way it is.

Cheers.

Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly

Canberra, Australia, June 2016

 

Chapter Fourteen

Written Saturday 2nd of July 2016 / 6179 SC. Here we go again. The election in Australia is today, and I voted yesterday, as I had no easy way to get to voting today. I voted for the Bullet Train Party in the House of Representatives and the Sustainable Australia Party in the Senate as my first choices. There was no Palmer United Party this time, so I couldn't vote for them. It could be very close, the ultimate result of this election, as polls have them neck and neck, or the liberals with a slight lead. But with the swinging voters, the Medicare scare from Labour might just get them home. Time will tell soon enough. I had my injection yesterday, to keep my schizophrenia under control, and went to the Friday afternoon group for Mental Health in Tuggeranong again. My life is mostly consistent enough these days, if nothing out of the ordinary. I don't exactly reach dizzying heights with amazing experiences, and a wealth of friendships. Quiet, conservative, and it just seems to be the way it is, whether I like it or not. Comics, my writings and videos, and generally TV and music remain the biggest things. I have a new youtube page for my Alpine Comics project, and I'm starting to comic reviews for it. I'll probably keep at that for quite some time. There is still nothing happening on the romance front, and hasn't been for ages. I don't anticipate anything anytime soon either. Just more of the same. I'm still praying a lot, and that keeps me going. A good nightly meal is often one of the real hilights of the day, and I look forward to what mum cooks up for me each night. I had an omelette last night, but she's shopping today, so there will be some yummy food in the house for the next few days, before we gobble it all up, and get back to standard fare for the rest of the week till the next shop. Mum calls the luxuries we eat comfort food, and I guess she is probably right in the end. I had a blood sugar test done by mum for me the other day, and I had a reading of 5.8 which is very acceptable. I had blood tests done a few months back, actually, and everything is under control, except I was a little low on Vitamin D, which means I need a little more sun. I'm doing tighter budgeting now, and am doing a 4 week budget, where I spread the cost of the monthly bills over each fortnight, instead of paying for them once a month, which has usually led to financial difficulties a bit, because the bills tend to all come at once, and sometimes I've spent way too much on ebay to really afford my regular bills and standard comic standing order from Impact Comics in Civic. But it's all carefully budgeted now, and I seem to be finally sticking with it and more properly living within my means. I haven't seen my friend Justin Angold for a while, and its been a few weeks now since I've caught up with Rob Preston, but I assume he will probably show his head soon enough as he usually does. I've still got a crush on Taylor Swift and Katy Perry, but reality says I'm not going to be famous anytime soon, so keep on dreaming Daniel. I've written a few more early parts of new 'Morning Stars' projects over the last few weeks, and hope to get the first chapter of all initial 70 Morning Stars titles done by the end of my earthly sojourn as a minimum. Hopefully I'll do all 140 and get all the Female Seraphim covered as well. I try to make sure I have a decent idea for each different Morning Stars title, and that each offers something unique and enjoyable and entertaining in terms of readability. The spirit commented to me that my Morning Stars titles should probably have something a bit special about them, which stands them out from the rest of the titles in the Angels Saga. Morning Stars was the book which started it all, and each of them probably needs to be special. I do my best. My brother Greg has settled in back in his home in Forrestfield in Perth, and has also settled in to his aged care work now. He's a carer who visits the elderly in their own homes, and we had a lot of them for dad in his old age. Christie, Greg's wife, still works at Medicare, so I feel their job now, with James their son in year 3, is to work steadily for a decade, raise James, get a lot of the house paid off, and just get on with things. The same should really be true for my sisters and their home loans. Get stuck into work, and just keep at it. I wish them all well. I don't really believe in any world to come on Earth anymore – just a heavenly reality after death. That's the end of the issue for the most part now. I'm still content. I'm still happy enough with my life. I'd like it better, but God tells me I have to continue to work for that, and just keep on plugging away with what I'm doing in reality to make things work out in the long term. Time and patience – patience and time. I don't really have many other realistic options apart from that. Just keep at it really. I really need to get out on a holiday one of these days, or go to a concert or something, so that I can have some experience to write about in this autobiography/journal. But I'm not always that motivated, and probably like the comfort of home too much. But as time passes, and I get older and more established in my Karaite Noahide faith, God tells me more blessing will gradually come, and that I have to earn these things from life also. As I said, time and patience, patience and time. But mostly, yeh, life's good. Cheers.

Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly

Canberra, Australia

 

Chapter Fifteen

Written Sunday 21st of August 2016 / 6179 SC. When God or the Holy Spirit has outstayed his welcome, and continues to talk with you using your voice, day after day, week after week, year after year, boy it pisses me of. I have told God many times to fuck off and leave me alone, but he continues to hang around and bother me. I don't get very much peace of mind because he controls my voicebox and talks to me all day long. He also has voices in the distance who speak to me, and criticize me and comment on my life. It is both frustrating and annoying and I can't get on with a real life because spiritual things won't take the hint and fuck right off. Dear God, this is a message to you. I have read your Tanakh in full and listened to it on youtube. I have taken note that you like to present yourself as a moral God who judges people for their wicked and evil behaviours and tries to preserve law and order in the world, thus doing the things mankind judges you are responsible for doing. It is point taken that you have acted responsibly enough and have earned the name you are trying to earn. I have assessed your laws and your morals and find them redundant. It is morality which has a life code associated with it which, while it can still be applied in this current era and lived by, I find too restrictive and not in harmony with the greater truths of existence of my personal self and being. It appears you have a morality code which you think the creation should function by, which comes from your inner heart of love and concern and sense of propriety. You like to care and show yourself a heartfelt and feeling person. Life is simply not like that for many of us, though. I, personally, could not give much of a shit if you are a great god of loving conern to the jewish people. That emotional stuff is mostly a pile of shit to Daniel Daly. Having said that, the violence and evil of Satan is also equally a pile of shit, and just as much non-attractive. My personal preference is for calm and non-aggressive people, who will not attempt to rip me off and steal things from me, nor attempt to sexually molest me or bully me. Further, they would not try to rule over me and tell me what to do from their own elitist mindset of authoritarianism, which is exactly what you are trying to do in my life. I find it distasteful, discourteous, arrogant, rude and wrong. And it really fucking sucks. In terms of an emotional connection with a woman, I don't want a woman who loves me. Love sucks. I would like a woman who likes me somewhat, and has a sense of loyalty to me, because she relates to me, and appreciates that I would not hurt her, judge her, and be faithful and kind to her eternally. Also, because we have common interests, can like comics and music and modern pop culture, although she doesn't have to like all the things I like, and because we are compatible and can laugh at things and have intelligent and sarcastic conversation. Girls like Katy Perry and Taylor Swift – although awfully expensive and way beyond my league – seem ideal. I would appreciate some effort from yourself, if you are willing and happy to do it, to promote my noahide books and noahide videos culture to a significant enough degree to earn the fame and fortune to put me into the same 'Scene' for want of a better word as Katy Perry and Taylor Swift. Loving them is not difficult. I find them awesome girls, and would thus like an opportunity to meet them, get to know them, and have a family with both of them if possible. I am not looking for a weird menage a trois, though. I am a conservative catholic old gentleman about those ideas, but I do like old testament biblical ideas about more than one wife, personally. That works for Daniel Daly. Now, I don't object to you sending in a theophany to chat with me, and he can become friends with me also if he chooses to. I HATE the personal presence of you speaking with my voice – it fucking sucks, and I detest it. But a personal theophany of yourself who hangs around from time to time, and can take a hint to fuck off if I need a break, well that is generally ok. And, in fact, that has always probably been ok. I don't mind friends. OK, God. Well that is a message to you Ehyeh Asher Ehyeh. Now, people, what have I been doing in my life in the last while? Pretty much the same old same old. Life, at home, writing in the Angels Saga, listening to music, watching TV, and enjoying the current Olympics, and listening to the bible on youtube. It is ok, the bible. The morality is strict, but it will do. It creates a system of life to manage your time with, and while too restrictive for me, I can see the benefits in many of the laws and protocols and procedures it expects. Robert Preston came around the other day, and we chatted, and had a few smokes. It was a good enough time. I went to group last week, and had a chat with my doctor. And I had an NDIS lady come and visit me and help me establish my NDIS plan. All that is now under control and life will continue much the same as it has done these past years. Well, that will do for this entry. The letter to God – Please take it seriously Jehovah – and I guess I will leave it at that. For now, cheers to all and sundry, and good luck Team GB in the final days of 2016 Rio. Bye.

Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly

Canberra, Australia

Chapter Sixteen

Written Wednesday 31st of August 2016 / 6179 SC. Well, its been an active enough ten days since my last entry. I had my injection again, and my nurse, Margaret, weighed me, and I'd lost about a kilo since the last weigh in. I've been on a diet for a few weeks, and I no longer have much at all in the way of 'Sugary Sweet Extras' in my diet. One packet of biscuits is all I am allowed each week – no more ice cream, or crème vanilla cups, or much chocolates or meringues or apricot delight or the other sugary extras mum bought for us a bit each week. The weight is now finally going down, and one thing I have noticed is that I finally have the discipline to stick with this diet permanently. It's finally there. I look forward already to my next weigh-in. I did have a burger from Red Rooster that day, so didn't get my pack of bickies for the week, which mum agreed on, but she did allow me 2 Kingston bikkies, which was tolerated. I long to be slimmer as I was in younger years, so maybe one day I will actually get married – fingers crossed. I had a tooth removed last Thursday at the local dentist here at the Chisholm shops, behind the shops next to Aldi supermarket. The night before I had a terrible toothache as well as bellyache, and I'd told God that the pain I was enduring had been a little too much for me to bear at times. It was beyond my limit, the double affect, and boy was I crook. It was frikking horrible. I don't like pain very much, you know. Who does? I was due another appointment the following week to get a bottom molar also removed, which had been a bit painful, but the top one had been the main problem, and it had been pressuring the bottom one, and when the top one was removed the bottom one since then has not caused any more problems. I'll leave my teeth be for the time being. I had a mail slip from Australia post delivered to my mail box and I had to get over to Narrabundah in south Canberra to get the damn item. That is half way across town. My sister agreed to take me to the post office to get it, and it was open on Saturday, so we went on Saturday to get it. I had assumed it was some of the comics I had ordered from eBay, but after all the fuss it was just a damn little cheap keyring I'd ordered on eBay. Mum commented about all the fuss for not much at all. It was a little bit of life's ironies I felt. The drive out there wasn't really wasted, though, as I got brekkie from my sister Brigid, and she had arranged with me for her to do some time at her work for Defence in the Russell Offices. She left me in the car, and I used her mobile phone internet a bit, and prayed a bit, but I had to go to the toilet, so I rang mum who rang Brigid (as her work phone number wasn't on her mobile – she obviously doesn't need to ring herself at work) and she came and got me and I did my business in a toilet in side the Russell Offices in Defence. It was a tiny locker room, and a very claustrophobic sort of space. I sat in the foyer and waited for my sister, and she took about another 45 mintues. I read a newspaper, and had fantasies about defense and stuff. I smelt a bit of the spirit of Australia in those offices, and the place was called Safebase Charlie. In the last few days I've felt a lot better since recovering from the horrible night of my toothace, and I am now back to full strength. But it was a bloody awful experience. I've just gotten my youtube noahide videos account today up to 300 videos, and I now have 26 subscribers to the account. Usually I get one or two subscribers a month, and this has been consistent, so in time, potentially, I could actually build an audience for all of my work. Fingers crossed. I am mostly now working on the 'Rebirth' series in the Angels saga. The sequel to the Chronicles of the Children of Destiny in the Angels saga is the Transformed series, and I haven't written any more on that for a while, but I am mostly working on the sequel to Transformed which is, as I said, the Rebirth era in the Angels Saga. Volume one is called 'Avalon Daly' and the ideas are coming along consistently enough. Team GB ultimately got 27 Gold Medal's at the Rio Olympics, just 2 behind their London effort, and they actually finished second on the medals table behind the USA, beating China for the first time. This was an extraordinary effort for Team GB. I support Team GB wholeheartedly at the Summer Olympics, as I was born in England, and have always been patriotic towards English sports. But I support Australia at the Winter Olympics, apart from the event of the Long Jump, where Eddie the Eagle and Great Britain will always have my heart. But in the rest of the events, GO AUSTRALIA!!! I've never really been an 'Aussie' but I am an Australian, and a proud 'Territorian' of the Australian Capital Territory. Canberra suits me extraordinarily well, and I really like the city. I watched a bit of the Olympics on TV – Channel 7 covered it this time – and Australia did moderatly ok, 8 Gold medals in the end I think, but that is a par enough score as far as I am concerned. I remember the 1984 olympics in LA were Australia only got 3 gold medals, so 8 is still a great effort in my book. The footie finals are just about upon us and both Hawthorn in the AFL and Bulldogs in the NRL are in with a shot at making it this year. Not sure if the Bulldogs will get it, but Hawthorn is still a realistic chance, especially as the finished on the same points as the number one team, but were slightly behind on percentages. Anyway, still single – no change yet, and I'm not planning on there being any yet either. I am committed to living with my mother until her passing, so marrying at this stage is not even that realistic very much anyway. Apart from all that, its been the standard stuff of writing, video making, internetting, music and TV and food. And a lot of sleep. That's life. Cheers.

Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly

Canberra, Australia

Chapter Seventeen

Written Wednesday 14th of September 2016/6179 SC. It has been a regular enough fortnight since my last entry. I have been doing writing, haven't gone out much, got my new arrival of comics, and been living a quiet life. I've produced videos, and have now just about completed the work on the Advancing Noah Movement. I'd like to make a judgment here: Autobiography 1 of myself is official doctrine for the ANM, and Autobiography 2 is also official doctrine for the ANM, up to and including this chapter. Of course, it is also my personal domain of information as well, naturally. This chapter is also official doctrine for the Canberra Noahides – Biblical Noahides movement, which is initially being formed as a spirituality but may possibly progress into full religious status. Canberra Noahides was my first idea for a Noahide movement back in 1999, while living in Greenhaven court in Hughes in the Woden District, just after I first entered Noahide faith. Some of the AOFs of ANM were judged as insufficient in doctrine, so I have removed them from ANM and put them into the Canberra Noahides movement. Canberra Noahides is a separate religion/Spirituality from the Advancing Noah Movement, yet where one ends, the other begins and where one begins, the other ends. They are linked, and one with each other in many ways, but separate from each other in many ways. Perhaps they are like a husband and wife, one flesh, but two distinct people. And perhaps there may end up family of them. They are Magogite religion, which as you can see further back in this autobiographical information is where I claim my descent, but it is available for all the Noahide Nations to study, as well as the Gentile Abrahamide, Israelide and Davidide Gentile nations to check doctrinal things on, hopefully with a bit of courtesy. I haven't really been sick at all in the last 2 weeks, which has been a relief from the bloody horrible tooth problem I had not long ago. I have recovered now, but it did knock me about a fair bit that incident. Thank God I'm better now. I think I probably have genuinely decided to follow through with Karaite Faith as being the spiritual truths I recognize and take the plain meaning from well enough, the scriptures naturally being interpreted in context of their immediate surrounds, and the context of the Tanakh as a whole, as well as pertinent archaeological information, traditional dictionary meanings of the Hebrew and Aramaic words preserved in the culture, and anything of genuine historical value which has remained from that time which can inform us on the nature of factors relevant to the Tanakh. I don't ignore ancient works of other cultures – not at all. And I don't dismiss Babylonian flood legends just for the sake of deferring to the Bible. I acknowledge them, but I genuinely think they got their traditions from history itself, which the bible more truthfully records, and not the bible borrowing from Babylon, which is a common view out there. Secularists like to dismiss the whole bible and call it a contraption – I don't really agree with that. There is far more truth, I think, than they are really prepared to acknowledge. Oh, by the way, these Autobiographies are not just my history, but also my journal and thoughts and source of ideas and other things relevant to me. It is not just what I have gone through. I had a dream last night. Odette Wells was in it, and I cracked on to her, and she liked me a bit, and told her girlfriends about it. My sister Brigid had a party for her friends, and had fried chicken, but I had to eat the regular household food – and this part was at 6 Bradley street in Cooma. And I was hanging with this posh girl in Perth, and went to her families house, and her dad gave me a lecture. It was a very weird dream, but I have had a shitload of weird dreams over the years. One day I might write all about them. Perhaps do novels or movies on them. The Bulldogs are out of the NRL finals, but Hawthorn are still in the AFL finals. Go the Hawks! Hull City Tigers are doing ok at the moment in Premiere league, and are currently in the top half of the ladder. We'll see how the season pans out. DJ Xadd was the music for the ANM, and now it is DJ Xaddadaxx being the music for the Canberra Noahides. I have separate playlists for them on my Noahide Videos channel. Anyway, on romance yet, but I am still hoping to marry Taylor Swift and Katy Perry, so I will let you know how that eventuates. I know, I know – keep on dreaming Daniel san. I hear Monkey mocking me with those words already. Dinner last night was a chicken stew, but both me and mum admitted it was a bit bland. Mum usually makes quite tasty dinners, but sometimes they are a little under par. Just how they sort of come out. She has a fair bit of variety in the dinners she prepares, and I am eternally and very grateful to her for all the hard work she has done for me over the years. Thanks mum. I tidied up my room a bit yesterday, and adjusted some things which had been a bit awkward for a while, and now it is looking better. I am not the tidies of people most of the time, but some times I give a damn. I got an additional payment last week from the NDIS scheme – a Taxi allowance, and seeing as I in fact use the taxi once per fortnight to go down the street, this allowance is in fact quite justified. I have suggested that I may wish to visit the board games club in Deakin perhaps, so we will see how that goes, but I have a genuine use for the taxi allowance on a regular basis regardless, and am appreciative of having it. Anyway, that will do for now. Cheers.

Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly

Canberra, Australia

 

Chapter Eighteen

Written Sunday 13th of November 2016 CE / Sunday 13th of November 6179 SC. Two months since my last entry, not much change in life. Quiet. Business as usual. I have attended group activities a little, went swimming, attended a Friday lunch group, and had my injection. Apart from that quiet times at home. Was quite sick recently, bad stomach ache, and felt like I'd had enough of pain for life. Can't change that can we? Pain is part of the package. Have learned to be more careful with what I eat and not to overeat to much. It was a spicy pizza which caused the problems, with anchovies. Way too much for my gut. Mostly internetting is my life these days. People come and go on facebook, and I don't have many friends who seem to last with conversations on an ongoing basis. There are a few I get in contact with occasionally, but we tend to drift apart after a while. I probably should make more of an effort, but I sort of think if they aren't terribly interested in me best to let things be for the most part. I run a number of facebook groups, including some DC Comics ones which have a bit of a fanbase, and some comments from a regular. One of them gets new member requests nearly every day, and will possibly grow quite large in time, the current popularity of DC being the main reason I think. A cousin of mum's daughter, Marie Gordon, came and visited us this month. I only said hello, and we are friends on facebook, but there is a bit of family here in Australia. We don't see them very much, and the offspring of our Daly uncles and aunts don't contact us at all hardly, apart from a recent contact of a Kevin Daly, who is the grandson of uncle Vincent, my father's brother. He lives in California, but he was over here a few months back, though I didn't get an opportunity to meet him. There is an occasional email from him, but not much other contact. I think my sister Brigid chats with him a little bit. I've continued working on creating videos for youtube, and October was an extremely busy month for that activity, but November has been quiet so far. I think I'm recharging somewhat, which I like to tell myself from time to time. I still watch a bit of TV, mostly at nights on my own when I watch on my own, otherwise I just watch what mum is watching, which is usually a lot of English TV, though we watch a lot of the quiz game shows together. I don't have the patience anymore to sit through an entire movie in one sitting – I need to watch it piecemeal, its the only way I get through them. Mostly its music now which is my main form of entertainment, and an occasional comic. I hardly read any books at all these days, unlike when I was young, and the bible reading has dropped down quite a lot in recent weeks, although there was a time a few months back when I would listen to books of the bible on youtube for many days in a row. It was pretty concentrated for a brief period. Music videos on youtube is one of my main pastimes as well, and it is mostly music which is getting me through this life in reality. I tend to collect the full collections of my favourite musical artists, and usually follow them throughout their careers. I mostly like the quite popular acts from very commercial artists in pop, rock and metal. I have owned a fair few albums from minor artists over the years, I am not unknown to try something out, but I usually like the critically acclaimed popular music, simply because I do find it is usually popular because its the best stuff. I go for quality in my musical tastes usually. I have now canceled my comics standing order from Impact comics, and will instead by future issues of the ones I am collecting slowly as back issues, likely mostly on ebay. I'll just chip away at it now, as I mostly want to have my income free to spend on whatever I might want each week. I have recently arranged my allowance to be paid weekly instead of fortnightly, so it comes in separate payments. The two payments differ in amount by about $80, and I also now get an NDIS taxi allowance as I do use the taxis very regularly. I sleep very irregular hours, so it is just not realistic anymore to expect myself to return to a regular hours job again. I don't think I could really manage it now. I sleep all over the clock, and its just too difficult to get sleeping patterns aligned to sleeping at night consistently. Really, the videos and stories I write and religious doctrine I write is my job now. Just the way it is. Not really any money in it, but it keeps me busy enough, so it is the calling for life now. I don't expect it to change now – just the way it really is. I have been thinking about maybe going on a holiday, and mum has suggested it, but I probably won't. Not anytime soon. I am too fat in reality to be able to get around terribly much – my medication sedates me quite a bit, and so I don't have the energy to be as active as I used to be, and don't burn as many calories because of it. It is the reality for schizophrenic medication for many of us who suffer. Very common for mental health patients on meds to be fat – most of the males in my mental health group carry substantial girths. The plan, now, is that when my mother passes one day in the future (ok, when she dies), that my sister will sell her house and buy this house here at 29 Merriman crescent, paying out a quarter share to me, my brother Gregory and my sister Jacinta, and I will be given some of the back yard where I will have built a granny flat, as they call them, which I jokingly call my 'Danny Flat'. It can be up to 90 square meters in area, so that is about three quarters the size of this house (a 3 bedder) and will almost be a townhouse in size. It will be big enough for me, though, and if I am lucky enough to meet a girl it could theoretically house a small family. Time will tell on that, but I still think maybe one day. I think God might be looking for me to have home security before he gives me a family – he's suggest this might be the case a number of times. So perhaps not yet in the life of Daniel Daly, but one day. Anyway, life is still good enough, and I am still happy enough with it. Cheers for now.

Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly

Canberra, Australia

 

Chapter Nineteen

Written Tuesday February 14th 6180sc/2017ce. In the mid 1980s the family had a family trip to Victoria. I've spoken a little about this before. We had a caravan attached to the back of the car, which was put up and folded down when driving. I remember long straight roads in Victoria which went on forever. We stayed at a placed called Creswick for a while. It was quite green at the time, and there was probably a lot of rain. We went to a dinosaur park, which had a flying fox. My sister Brigid hurt her leg around this time, and it had a big hole in it. We went to Bendio and Ballarat, and near them we visited a cousin of mothers. Her husband was in the army, and I remember playing on their dartboard. At Bendigo we went to a railway museum, and either Bendigo or Ballarat had the old curiousity shop which I wanted to go to. There was a tower in a park in Bendigo which we climbed, and got a good view, but I didn't like the heights very much. At Ballarat we visited Sovereign Hill, wich had an old town style recreation park, which was were I bought a printing of an old newspaper which I gave to dad. My brother Matthew bought a medallion from the place, which I own now, as Matt died a few years back. I actually looked up its value online long ago, and it was the first in a series. It's worth a few bucks. There was an old style bowling alley, and I paid ten cents from memory to have a go. If you knocked down certain arrangements of pins you got money rewards. There was a lollie store, where I seem to remember them making licorice. Of course Sovereign Hill is where they found gold in gold rush times, and you could pan for gold, but had to pay for any gold you found, ironically. We went through Melbourne, and between Melbourne and Sale, were we stayed, the car got a flat tyre on the highway and dad had to change it. We stayed at Sale caravan park for a while, and we rented a TV there. I don't remember much else, apart from visiting a winery I think, and seeing huge casks. It was a great holiday, and I enjoyed it heaps. Anyway, since my last entry not much has happened. Been at home most of the time doing videos. Got my injection recently, but I haven't been going to group at all. I've already mentioned in a video my uncle returned home to the UK at the end of January. The trip we had before he left to Mt Stromlo was very interesting. I recall it was a hot day, and this summer has been the hottest ever in Australia. I had a brief look around a small museum there, and when we left we went past the residences of astronomers who worked there. It's a large astronomical observatory, west of Weston Creek. There were great views all around the region, and its one of those great places to go for a cafe trip, like the Arboretum and Tesltra Tower, which are not far from Mt Stromlo, both with great views. Canberra has a number of quite good places to go out for a bite for a weekend day trip especially. I remember buying some carrot cake from the cafe at Mt Stromlo, and taking it home in a little box. Since then I've been mostly at home, apart from going down in the taxi a few times to the BP to buy ciggies and stuff. I started buying TV week for mum for a bit, and she likes using its TV guide. I bought another copy of 'The Hobbit' recently on ebay. It's a third printing of a much latter impression from 1972. Haven't had any visitors for a while. Most of my life is online these days, as people might know from past entries. Mum bought a new large fan for the summer heat, and it works well enough. But you have to have it blowing on you, as it doesn't really cool the room like coolers or air conditioners do. The last few days have seen the long heatwave finally die down, and it has been extremely welcome relief. It was not a pleasant summer, and I look forward to the cooler autumn weather. I follow the Hull City Tigers, who are in Premiere League again this season, and they got a new coach recently and are finally starting to win their home games. At this stage they might just stay up for next season, and not get relegated. Fingers crossed. Got some more comics online, and have been buying some nice stamps on ebay. I've been adding them to the collection I inherited from my brother. My brother Greg is studying again, computer programming this time. Mum helped him afford it. It's actually his birthday today, so I might speak to him on the phone tonight. Him and Christie have only one kid, James, and he turns 41 today, and she's 40, so its looking less likely now they'll have another kid. They were talking about an investment property, and considering places like Queanbeyan and Cooma. I did a bit of an annual call up of old friends in early February, and had a few chats. Old church friends now I'm starting to let go of somewhat, as time has passed, and lives have moved on. Things are slowly happening in Karaite Noahide faith, and there are a couple of new people I talk to online who sort of identity as Karaite Noahides. God tells me he answers my prayers, so maybe one day there will be a few more of us. I've still got crushes on Taylor Swift and Katy Perry, and Katy's new song, chained to the rhythm, I've been enjoying on youtube. Nothing terribly much going on at the moment, all things considered, but its sort of a deliberate choice of mine not to worry too much about that yet, as I have work to do on my religious things, and I just want to continue with that for the time being. I'll get out and do something with the world again soon enough I would imagine, but for the time being its videos for the most part, a few new stories in the Angels saga, and my music, comics and a bit of TV. Life is still ok, and thats about it. All the best to everyone . Cheers.

Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly

Canberra, Australia

 

 

Chapter Twenty

NOTE: This was initially going to be in the third autobiography, but I have put it back to the second one now on the 6th of May 6180 SC. Written Thursday 13thof April 6180 SC. Hey there. Starting all over again in some ways, here we go again with the third of my Autobiographies, generally to be consistent with the two prior. Those 2 were and are part of the ANM Canon, while this third one is part of the CBN Canon. So that is settled. I have recently completed the ANM Canon, today actually with finalizing things, though there might be a few more things which need to be done with the Chronicles of the Children of Destiny, some loose ends, and maybe a few tales to properly explain things. But it is most likely about 99% complete, so the ANM Canon is just about home, but there are still a few issues to resolve. There will likely be accompaniment canon from CBN also known as the Chronicles of the Children of Destiny, as well as the Transformed and Rebirth sagas, which are now part of CBN. I had started work on some Morning Stars ideas, but they have now been placed into Morning Stars itself, and with Evening Stars and a few of the short stories in Anthology, which technically were out of chronological order, which were placed into Morning Stars, over 100,000 words now fill that novel, and it is finally complete after all these years. I doubt very much I'll add any more to it (But I'm not absolutely certain I won't wand some amendments one day). Usually its a tinkering job to make things work well for the story plot, and seek out making the whole saga consistent with itself, which takes work. ANM Videos are complete. Nothing more really need be done on them. I am happy with the Rainbow Bibles, and see no need to change them now. They should do. Each of the ANM AOF Rainbow Bibles works in harmony with the central ANM Rainbow Bible, which supports each of the Seven Divine Fellowships and the Assemblies of Faith. Well, that's my work. Today I want to a barbecue for mental health at the Lake Tuggeranong picnic area, near the Skate Park and Tuggeranong Pool. There were some attractive ladies there, but I didn't bother talking to them, too shy really, and with my weight I don't really want to bother trying chasing a lady, not until I at least own my own place one day. The single life for me, these days, and that's just the way it is. I talked with Marcus Chuan Chi Chin today at the barbecue, and he had his polaroid camera with him. They are the cameras which take a picture instantly, which comes out of the camera, and develops over an hour. He took a photo of me and gave it to me, and I uploaded it to Facebook, and gave it to mum after that. Marcus is a good friend and we chatted for a while. I also chatted with Sean and Brett and Steve, and then we went to the Mental Health clinic, were I got my monthly injection, and then went home. This evening mum went to Mass at the local Catholic Church for the Holy Thursday Mass. We chatted about how they no longer insist the washing of the feet is for 12 males only, as they do whoever now. I have been listening to the Bible on Youtube in recent times. It's a little bit easier than reading it yourself, and I continue to grow and develop in my faith, walking with God. I received two new CDs in the mail today which I had purchased on eBay, 'No Place in Heaven' by Mika, and the first album by Kirsty Lee Akers, an Australian country singer. My CD collection is growing again, and I have a lot of good music to choose from these days, though much of my music listening is on youtube. The plan is still to visit and stay with my brother in a few weeks, when mum goes to England for a holiday. I like Perth, and am looking forward to the holiday. I am still concentrating on making sure I stick to my weekly budget to pay my bills properly, and things are working out on it well these days. I give my brother Greg $10 every week, and have done so for a little while now, which I pay him for a bank deposit from my bank account. He buys a comic every few months from that money for his family, which I asked him to do, and its my way of supporting Greg and Christie and James, giving that little tiny break from the hard money earning of working a regular job. I am still praying, and will continue on doing so, and I still want to marry one day, but time will tell on whether that will happen or not. I am getting older now, though. My comic collection is still continuing to grow, and in the end I would have bought thousands of comics over life by the time I get to the end of it all. I have beliefs that what we acquire in life we acquire in life for eternity, so I am hoping all my past possessions, which were sacrificed to my heavenly ownership many many times, are all waiting for me. Eternity should be very entertaining should it all be there for me when I reach the next life. Here's hoping. Life goes on. I am content enough with it, and intend to walk in life the whole way through, as I enjoy it well enough, and just wouldn't quit on it anyway. My father Cyril lived to 84, and I take him as a sign of strength in the family that we persevere and don't quit and take an easy option to get out of our life circumstances. Even it its hard you endure, and whatever will be will be. Anyway, I have said enough. Life is good enough here at 29 Merriman Crescent in Macarthur at the moment. Take care everyone. Cheers.

Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly

Canberra, Australia

 

Chapter Twenty-One

Written Friday 12th of May 2017 / 12th of May 6180 SC. Greetings and salutations. Another day, another 2 cents. Hah. Serioiusly, 2 cents for my last month in monetization on youtube. Very dry period. Not much happening. I spent some time yesterday and today doing promos for Noahide Books and Noahide Videos Bible, and hopefully it will pay off. Usual stuff of ads on Facebook and Twitter and Youtube. Gradually it builds. The good lord has told me once I have a solid enough foundation of genuine interest he will bless me work and give me the huge audience I am asking for. I pray that will be true. I went in yesterday for my monthly mental health injection. Adrian took me in the van as usual, and Brett Love was there also. We chatted, I made silly jokes, and Adrian gave me one of those looks more than once. I gave Brett some suggestions of establishing some videos on youtube to make a start at a creativity career, and Brett talked about some basic jobs he could do, like selling chocolates and lemonade. Brett is a nice guy, with a sedate sort of nature. I have noticed that about some of the people in the Mental Health group. Some of them seem sedate at times, and it is not just the meds doing it. Personality thing. But the group has its sparks as well. After my injection there was the conversation group, at the back of the Hyperdome in the eating square. I bought a chinese meal, which I thought was average actually. There was a new girl in group I noticed, called Shanaya (Not sure how you spell her name), which I first spied at the group BBQ a few weeks back. She is tall, slim, ravenhaired, and actually quite attractive. Haven't talked to her yet, might get to know her in time. Did a lot of videos over the last 24 hours, and had to continue to work again on the Noahide Videos Bible, which I had intended to finish with 700 videos, but realistically, for any real chance of a future income from the vids, they just have to continue whether I really like it or not. So I have to drain my brain, come up with some new doctrine from time to time, ring out a new tune for the music, harass the comedy dolls for new material, and stick to my guns, keep at it, perserver, and produce some new shizz to keep the ball rolling. AMEN. After the convo group I headed up to Vinnies, and bought 3 cds. Jewel's 'Spirit' album, Enya's 'The Celts' album and Rogue Traders 'Here Come the Drums' album, all for $2 each, totalling $6. I put my change into the vinnies charity box, and had to wait 20 minutes more than Adrian said he'd pick me up by. He is traditionally often late from what he says he will be. Some of the time he is indeed right on time, but due to the nature of his work, and that I think he likes to take his work at a leisurely pace at time, he is late at times. It's not too problematic, but some times, like for anyone, it can be annoying. Such is life. I sat there, on the front of Vinnie, sitting on the brick foundations, looking at life in the carpark at the back of the hyperdome. Life came and went, people went into the store, an ocker sort of Aussie bloke sat near by me for a while, another bloke bought a long and thin bookcase sort of thing from Vinnies, and managed to get it into his car, fitting it over the top of the drivers front seat. He said to me 'You didn't think I would fit it in, did you?' and I think I responded, 'No I thought you might.' That's the kind of ordinary life we all live, isn't it. Hanging around here and there, people's lives coming and going with their regular humdrum. I think it was the same bloke I saw earlier looking at some records he'd bought from the store, a Rose Tattoo and Joan Armatrading one among them. He was checking there condition. Probably important, I think, to check the condition of the records before you buy them secondhand from a thrift store, but beggars can't be chooser can they? Mum did the shopping today. She bought the usual sort of stuff, and I just had a couple of Twiggies (Meat sticks), a couple of cream caramel's, and a small Magnum ice cream. We discussed about how she buy junk food at the moment about every second week. Probably the way to go really. Can't indulge all the time, have to be careful about what we eat. Got some new comics recently, and my comic collection is growing again. About 1000 DC comics I currently own. Still working on world to come theology and ideas, trying to get the truth from God on the issue. Perhaps it is just a big fantasy in the end, and wishful thinking from the Israelite prophets, but maybe, just maybe. Who knows. Time might tell. I think, as I say very regularly, life is good enough, and I am happy enough with it. I am still desiring a marriage partner, and in my dreams it would be Taylor Swift. But if and when it happens one day I will be faithful and true to my marriage partner, and love her as my own flesh. I am and remain content, and am happy enough with the life God has given me, for which I am eternally grateful. It's a hard enough life, but it is worth it, and I don't think I would want to be anyone else apart from myself. I am not envious or jealous of anyone else, but I do admit I wouldn't mind having similar success as the stars have with my own work. If you are listening, Jehovah, please take note. Life is good. Life goes on. Cheers.

Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly

Canberra, Australia

 

Chapter Twenty-Two

(The Final Chapter)

Written Tuesday 23rd of May 6180 sc. When it comes right down to it, God is ok, I guess. It is frustrating walking with God. He is a God of surprises after all. This is it – the final chapter of my autobiography, now chapter Seventy-Five in the readjusted scheme of things. The life of Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly, in reflection, has been a life fraught with youthful adventure, adult seeking, and matured understanding. And a lot of crazy days. But its been good enough – I can't complain too much in the end. I had bubble and squeak for dinner tonight, with a chicken and rice dish. Got some CDs in the mail, and downloaded some free books for my Kindle ebook reader. Mostly things are under control at the moment. And life is resolving itself. The Video Bibles are complete enough, as is the Angels Saga and religious writings. Nothing more really need be done now. It is finished well enough. Life will go on, and there may be more stories and tales to tell one day, and maybe a few more sage words of wisdom, but this is the ending point for the time being, and maybe forever. Perhaps this will do. Perhaps. I will close with a line of final wisdom, here, at 44 years of age. 'Life is good, and sometimes bad, often happy, sometimes sad, we get what we get, whatever that be, the way it is, it seems to me.' Cheers.

Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly

Canberra, Australia

Chapter Twenty-Three

(Beyond the Final Chapter)

Written Tuesday 27th of June 6180 SC / 27th of June 2017. Well, you know, life goes on, as I am wont of saying, so here we go again. A quiet enough month, not much happening. Got my injection, started going to the pool again, and my sister Brigid and her daughter Georgia moved in with us over the weekend. She is letting her sister-in-law and her husband live in her house in Calwell for free for six months initially so they can save a deposit to buy a new home. Very kind of her, and mum thinks she is doing a good thing, but doesn't really want to extend the period from six months to a year which is what Brigid has sort of suggested will be necessary. Time will tell what will happen. Two days from now I will be going to Perth to stay with my brother for about 6 or so weeks while my mum and Brigid and Georgia are having yet another holiday in the UK. I look forward to Perth, as we went on holiday to Greg's there back in 2010/11 (Can't remember which year specifically), and I had a great time there. Time for a double dose. My friend Rob Preston was overseas for a while, but I haven't heard from him since he got back. Might hear from him soon enough I guess. My niece Georgia is going down to the farm tomorrow till Sunday, so it will be just me, mum and Brigid for the next couple of days before I leave. Brigid had her last day of work today, and has the rest of the time off. They head off to England on Monday I think it is. Bought a lot of stuff on ebay recently, and my comic collection has grown again. I am now working on titles in my back issue collection which I only have a few issues of to make sure I have at least what you would call a 'Collection' of various titles. The spirit mentioned to me that things which go in collections, if they are only 1 or 2 in number, are not much of a collection of things, and usually God is more impressed when you have got to around 10 of a particular thing, lest he call the collection a bit odd. I see his point. If you are going to take an interest in something at least 'Keep it real'. I have started collecting Snow Globes and pussy cat figurines, inspired by my devotion to Taylor Swift, who collects such things. I have also started by CDs of musical artists she is into. This might build more in common between us, which is one of my intentions. I still have a big fascination with the lady, and would like to marry her one day (keep dreaming Daniel says Monkey), or at least meet her. Some of her music is not exactly to my taste, like 50 cent, and Kendrick Lamar, but I'll give them a go at least. I like the cat figurines anyway, as we have cats usually as a family, and collecting them is an interesting enough thing to do. I have them currently up on the bookcase, and will go on with collecting more of them over the years, as well as adding to my Snow Globes collection. I like the Snow Globes too, and have joined a couple of Snow Globe collectors groups on facebook. The Karaite Noahide group on Facebook I am part of has seen a fair bit of activity in recent weeks, with Jay Niamon and Charles Mortlockov identifying as Karaite Noahides somewhat, and posting to the group. After years of not much happening in this faith things are starting to emerge a little bit. I continue to pray over various issues quite a bit, but in the last couple of months it has calmed down a bit, but there is still substantial prayer going on. In the end we keep the faith, keep at it, walk with God, and honour our religious beliefs. That is if we are serious and really mean it. I continue to write email letters to DC Comics, which is something I've done for a few years now. I never get responses, but they are mostly just suggestions of things I'd like to see happen at DC Comics. The Chronicles of the Children of Destiny grows slowly now, but I completed chapter three of 'Andrew and Jessica' the other day, so the cogs continue to whirl on this lengthy saga, and I have no firm plans for really ending it any time soon. Mainly, though, working on stories and volumes which are a bit underdone, to make them genuine enough. Just beefing things up a bit, without working on the chronological scope of the storyline much anymore. To close I'll share just a little story from my life at the United Pentecostal Church. I did Bible school at the church there for a while. We would watch videos, and Fred Debear would give teaching on it, and we had manuals which we had to study, and at the end there were tests. I got through one semester, but then in came the general requirements from Fred that at Bible school, which was just a few people, we should probably observe the general church rules of formal and not casual dress. This, bluntly, pissed me off, because I didn't think it should be required in such a setting, and I stopped attending. It was the point where UPC possibly became a bit too legalistic for me, as before than I hadn't really complained about the so called holiness standards before. I didn't last that much longer in the church after that anyway, but that was because I had convictions that because I didn't believe in the Oneness doctrine by then, it was time to go, and I did, and moved flats to Hughes, and only ever returned to UPC a few times since then, for visits. Well, that will do for now. Cheers.

Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly

Canberra, Australia

 

Chapter Twenty-Four

Written Friday 18th of August 6180 SC / Friday 18th of August 2017. Well, that was an interesting diversion. Six weeks in Forrestfield, Perth, with my brother Gregory and his family. The flight over was horrible. The turbulence really messed me around on the plane, and when I got there I swore I would never fly again. I had to look into alternative ways of getting back to Canberra from Perth, but nothing was viable in a cost effective way. So I had to fly back again on the booked trip. I did so, and it was about one third as bad a feeling as the trip over, but I managed to pull through. But I plan on never flying again in ALL ETERNITY. Just don't think human beings really should be so courageous as to think those planes and things up in the skies which can and do crash are really worth the worry. Statistically, if you fly long enough, you will possibly end up dead in a crash anyway. That life is finished for me. To much fear, and I don't like it. I endured it, and it was hard, and I gave myself a personal bravery award for having the courage to fly back, but never again. Way too much for Danny Daly. In Perth, while there, Emma, a girl on Pinterest, contacted me, who was a Noahide. It ends up she actually was Australian, lived in Perth, and was 16. It was discussed a potential meet-up, but the idea left alone till 2022, when I plan on visiting Perth again (but will be either by train or car, or maybe boat). Emma turned out to be a Karaite Noahide as well. She is the only official female Karaite Noahide I am aware of on the planet. I worked well in my time in Perth. Got lots of videos and stories done. I began a new fanfiction epic in the world of the Hunger Games. I plan on doing that slowly, and have what I think are some exciting ideas for the work. I visited the Forrestfield plaza a few times when I was there, getting there by taxi. I visited the fast food outlet which Golden Fries and Burgers in the Chronicles of the Children of Destiny was based upon in my time there, but it had changed from a chicken based fast food store to a Hungry Jacks outlet. Same building, though, as far as I can tell. There was a cute girl who worked there, and I had a bit of a fantasy about her at home. I remember smoking some smokes at the plaza, on a section with grass on some benches, and waiting for the taxi to order, which never arrived. Had to order another taxi later, which did come. I was supposed to have my injection at the medical practice there, but didn't bother in the end. I told Christie (Greg's wife) that I'd had it done, but had deliberately lied to her (sorry Christie) as I refused to be bothered by the usual bullshit from the family on this issue, and it is still my ultimate choice on this issue. But the symptoms of Schizophrenia, leading towards psychosis, might be gradually building up at the moment, which happens if I don't get my medicine. Usually it takes about 6 months before I have another episode. That said, I am well aware now of retaining the kind of logical thinking I need to push on through the build up of tension in my mind. I actually now am able, a bit, to make slow and sensible plans in the hard bits, and work slowly to get the job done, without losing too much focus. I can manage the condition through my own awareness of the issue a bit better now. I don't think I will go off the deep end any time soon, and might be able to keep my mind focused well enough, but that said I am intending to get my injection shortly. It is still too soon to try and let go of the medication, as the build up of tension in my mind is still a bit too rich. Wolfgang the dog was good company in Perth, and I met Bonnie the cat. Since the last argument with Greg a few years back I was a bit nervous with how we would get along, but the cool was kept in the end, and it was a Pass effort for me and Greg in my time there. He complained a bit to mum that I wasn't clean enough in putting things away, and making dinners. Didn't know he had to be so fussy, and it's not quite my style of life. But I told him I respected his home, as it was his home, and as far as I am concerned he had the rights to have his own rules observed in the home. It was not a credit or a distinction effort of a brotherly relationship our time together over those 6 weeks, but it WAS a pass, so it was ok enough. A good foundation for the future as far as I am concerned. I did walk home from the plaza one day in Forrestfield, and I had to pace myself resting at the bus stops at the points on the road back to Greg's home from the plaza, but I managed it, and achieved a decent walk of, maybe 500 metres perhaps. I did a bit of exercise there, and I did get a bit more active and fit since the time I left Canberra. In the end I enjoyed myself in Perth well enough, and felt it was a nice enough place to live. I wouldn't object to it if I had to live in Forrestfield – it's a nice enough place to live in Australia. Now that I am back in Canberra I have got some furniture to see in to getting it delivered, Rob Preston to catch up with, as his wife Michelle contacted me on Facebook when I was in Perth, as Rob wanted to catch up. And, generally, looking in to making some plans. I generally have a five year plan in my thinking for 45 years of age to 50. I am not quite well enough yet to think about any serious study or work options – it's not going to happen with the tensions still in my life. Will have to give that away for now. I have wanted to achieve that, but I just don't think I can. Will have to review at the end of the 5 year plan. Anyway, life remains good. Thank God for that.

Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly

Canberra, Australia

 

 

 

Chapter Twenty-Five

Written Friday the 20th of October 6180 SC. Here we are again. Well, I've been returned home from Perth's holiday a while now. I was very sick the other night, and was not feeling well at all. I told God, really, I've had enough. I've been very sick at times over the last few years, and the pain has been quite bad. I vomited as well, and felt uncomfortable for ages. I have been informed that, apparently, the acquistion of items at an ongoing rate in which I do purchase things online and at other places, which over the 44 years of my life has proved, now, rather vast, COSTS. It costs suffering. This can be atoned for through prayer and mostly bible study, which gives you the spiritual strengh not to have to suffer. But apparently it was for my upcoming advance in November, which was just not going to be prayed about or atoned for, which God put me through the extreme pain for, as there will be very many items purchased at this time, comics, cds video games, books and the like. I have been told this before. I sort of forgot a bit. I will hopefull never forget this again. The pain, again, was just too much to bear. I've had enough of suffering. My life has been full of it. But that is what it costs. When I was in my late teens and early twenties I suffered great depression. I didn't believe in God then, but would, every austudy payday, go on blithely collecting everything under the sun, a huge amount of comics, CDs and all sorts of things. I know, now, why my suffering was so bad at times. I didn't realize that these things will be there for you in eternity, as what you acquire in life you acquire in life for eternity. I've worked this out now, and how to properly atone for things, so that the pain and suffering won't come again. I shall not be so silly any more, as I definitely, at 44, with an overweight and unfit body, have had enough. It's been far too much for me. I will learn my lesson. Other things happening since my last entry include the usual sort of stuff. Injection, a visit to the drop in centre mental health group in Tuggeranon, Rob Preston coming around for a chat, but not much else. There has been quite a few videos done so far this november, and my catalogue of life creative works continues, seemingly unabated. I still continue to save a little to my superannuation scheme from time to time, and I continue to grant my brother Greg a minor allowance of $10 a week. As the older brother I sort of feel its my responsibility to look out for other members in our Daly family, and while I do have two sisters, they are technically married into other families now, so I feel less of a responsibility as far as they are concerned. I have made a personal commitment of granting Greg a basic weekly allowance until he retires, which at this stage with his own superannuation plans will most definitely have a decent income associated with it. Till then, technically, he could be out of a job theoretically at any time, such being the way of the world, so I will grant him this basic allowance until retirement to help him a little with finances. It's not very much each week, but over a year it adds up to $500, which is a good amount extra in the annual budget. Greg currently works doing aged care work, but apparently his job is ending soon, as the company is closing. But I doubt he will have much difficulty getting new work in the field, as there is usually strong demand for qualified aged care workers, especially ones with experience, and ironically especially males, as they are good at lifting people. Been listening to a lot of music still, as I usually always do, and buying new albums from favourite artists. Taylor Swift has a new album called 'Reputation' coming out shortly, and I am looking forward to that one. I am up to my third stamp album now, and generally, as I enjoy the hobby, intend to just keep on keeping on with this pastime. It gives me something to do, and I like looking at the stamp albums, especially when they are full. I collect a lot of British Commonwealth Territory stamps, things like Isle of Man and Gibraltar and things, but also former British Territories/Empire sort of nations. Southern Rhodesia is an example, and Ceylon also. Pussy cat figurines have been a focus, and I have a growing number of those, as well as a growing number of snow globes, both of which were started as collections from the impetus of Taylor Swift being into these things. I'm quite keen on the lady. I have had much contact with my writer friend Marcus Low, who now lives in Brisbane, but formerly was a mental health patron here in Canberra, and we have regular email dialogue were we talk about various issues. He's not exactly doing amazing things yet in life, rather the short end of the stick so far, but hopefully it will all work out in the end. Maybe his eternity will ultimately be a happy one. Who know. Emma, the girl from Perth, has still been a contact of mine, and I inquired on her surname, which she told me was 'Michel'. I looked it up and it is a Bohemin surname in origin. She seems to be quite possibly accepting of Karaite Noahide faith, but time will tell if that is her long term commitment, or whether she goes into judaism, which she possibly might with a Jewish grandmother on her fathers side, apparently. She's a friendly enough girl. For the most part it has been the same old same old, the same song and dance, and not much changes quite yet in the trials and tribulations of Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly. In all honesty, I don't think much will until my mother, who is now 80, passes one day, and I claim a living place of my own. At that point spending on acquisitions will diminish down to minimal, and there will need to be discipline on that, for God won't really grant me a family anyway till I have home security, and the focus of the income on the family itself. So this is my life for the time being. Just the way the cookie crumbles.

Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly

Canberra, Australia, 6180 SC / 2017 CE.

 

Chapter Twenty-Six

Written Monday 18th of December 6180 SC / 18th of December 2017 CE.  Another entry, life goes on.  Well, life had been hell in November.  I quit smoking and went through the withdrawal which I did NOT know about.  It was horrible, indeed, and I had moments in my mind of most unpleasant thoughts and feelings in my body of that sensation which people who go through withdrawal know exactly about.  A sort of burning sensation.  They say it normally lasts about a week or two.  The same for me.  About 10 days of primary suffering, from the day I quit, till it was about done. And then minor bits and pieces of withdrawal symptoms since then, but mostly better.  Haven’t smoked now since the 8th of November 2017/6180sc and will probably not smoke again, but I am thinking about maybe 1 or 2 a year, which won’t cause any major problems for health.  Just thinking about it.  Haven’t left Canberra since getting back from Perth where I stayed with Greg for a while, and it has been a busy enough time doing videos and finishing off stories.  Mostly I completed my projects by my 45th birthday.  But life went on, and I am slowly putting together a 5 year plan for 45 to 50 and will likely just carry on with what I am doing.  Emma from Perth is Emma Michel, and seems to be generally a Karaite Noahide in faith.  More something she is coming into.  We’ve had a chat every now and again, and there is a basic plan to meet her in 5 years upon a revisit to Perth, but I am really not liking the thought of flying again, as the turbulence is really just too much for me.  Seen Robert Preston a few times since getting back, got news of Paul Saberton’s death, gradually getting involved again with my mental health group and plan a quite active 2018, which it probably will be.  Doing a lot of watching interesting videos on youtube on a variety of things, not just music, even things like Worzel Gummidge, and life is interesting enough with the Internet.  Chatted to a Noahide girl from the Philippines the other day, and she has joined the Karaite Noahide group on facebook, but I don’t know if there is much genuine interest, as she is part of the Talmudic Noahide faith and community in the Philippines.  Probably just joining a Noahide group on facebook apart from the ones she already is in.  Went to my sisters today.  First we went to Bunnings in Greenway, were she bought some paint and mum bought some plants, and got me a nice sausage sandwich from the seemingly permanent BBQ Bunnings runs.  Then of to Brigid’s in Calwell, and watching Midsomer Murders while she painted her room, and finally cooked us bolognaise for dinner with meatballs and pasta. Georgia’s new boyfriend Corey was there, who drove us home, and she and he have been dating a few months now. Visited mum’s catholic church not long ago, just to get along sort of and befriend the community, which was the main motivation.  I had a good enough time at the Mass.  So I’m 45 now, and life is happy enough, and I am content to live out my days and have enough things to do with my time.  Marriage is not essential, and I am very happy to live out my days with our without a permanent partner, though landing Taylor Swift (dream on Daniel) would be wonderful. I was chatting with Brett Love from the group the other day. He has a new govvie flat in Gordon, down in Lanyon Valley. He lives with his mother normall, also in Lanyon, in Conder, but was obviously on the waiting list to get a place of his own, which he now finally has gotten. I am not 100% sure if he really should be on his own, and whether he really needs to be or should be. While I certainly wouldn't deny him his independence, like myself he probably needs supervision, with the stuff he goes through. Just our lot in life with our mental health struggles. The back room at my sister Brigid's in Calwell in Tuggeranong now has been finished in its building and filling in of gaps and finishing off doors and windows and things. David, my brother in law, Brigid's husband, finally finished it all off. Still needs painting, but the'Sun Room' as Brigid calls it is a nice size, and it's possible I might end up living in that room one day when my mum dies, as though I have a share in this house, I might choose to rent of my sister anyway, and keep that money for maybe later on in life or something. Perhaps use it when I can claim my superannuation. The sun room at my sis's is probably the most sensible decision for my future after mum passes one day, as I am better off with family than on my own, and Canberra and Tuggeranong especially would be the best place to live. I could continue my mental health group activities and life would go on for the most part without too much change. It is sort of what I think is probably the best decision to make. Time will tell, of course, what will be. There is the annual christmas bbq for the mental health group on Tuesday this week, I think it is, and that will be a good enough outing. It is the final outing for the year, and will give me a good outing for the week. It is going to be a quiet enough Christmas this year, and it looks as if it is just going to be me and mum at home this year, but I don't mind a more sedate Christmas as a change. Either way 2018 will soon be upon us, another year of promise, and life will probably have a new spirit to it for me soon enough as well indeed. As they say, life goes on. Cheers.

Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly

Canberra, Australia

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Written Monday 18th of December 2017/6180 SC.  Second Entry. Of course, Paul Saberton died recently.  The story I got from Chris White on the Phone that the death was caused by Organ Failure in the body, as he had gone through an encounter with bathing and apparently been left in a bath too long or something like that.  He suffered from MS, and it just became too much for him to cope with.  He had been taken to a hospital in Sydney and that is where he lived his final moments.  I had met Paul Saberton in late 1996 in the foyer of the United Pentecostal Church in Chifley in Canberra.  Paul was a 'Father and Son' Pentecostal Christian.  It is the doctrine that God alone is God, but the first thing he did was begat a son, after his likeness and image, who was the Logos or Jesus.  It is not a Trinity doctrine – there are two beings, the father and the son, which both have full deity associated with them.  Only the Father had existed eternally till that point. This was the Christian doctrine of God I had come to, after leaving Trinity belief behind me in Potters House, and then leaving Oneness doctrine behind me when I left the United Pentecostal Church. The plan was to start a church with Paul, but Paul was also part of 'The Message' which is the William Marrion Branham movement, which teaches serpent seed doctrine, where Eve had sex with Satan as well as Adam, Cain being Satan's child and Abel being Adam's child. The doctrine was abhorrent to me, and while I agreed 100% with his doctrine on what the bible taught about God, I was never going to join the message, which was and is a cult as far as I am concerned. The Father and the Son doctrine I believed in 1999 when I left Christian faith, and in all my thoughts about the New Testament to this day I still regard it as the teaching of the New Testament and the original church community. Father and Son, in the end, is wrong though – not because it is not the doctrine of the Christian Bible. It 100% is. It is because Christianity itself is flawed, a rival to God's Torah faith, and misaligned agaisnt truth. The deification of Jesus is idolatry. It is really the end of the issue as far as I am concerned. Paul was biblical, though. He had the biggest King James You've ever seen, which Amy Grant would be very proud of him for having. It had wide margins, with a proliferation of notes he'd made over the years, and where that bible is today, God only knows. Perhaps in the shelves of a salvos bookstore, or resting in his mother's collection, who I think is probably still alive. Paul was biblical, and so was I, and we chatted forever on biblical doctrine, having lunch here and there around the traps, me occasionally doing a little bit of gardening with him, maybe once that I can definitely recall, and going to places, like goodberrys, to play chess, after we'd played tennis at the Weston Creek or Belconnen tennis courts. They were like sedate summer days I recall, when I nursed on the teet of Pentecostal Christian faith in its heyday, and I would still be doing that if Jesus was indeed the Christ and saviour. Paul never made a huge amount of money. I think he lived by faith, and left that business in the hands of the Lord. He did gardnening, and later one, after we fell out of touch, I think he was doing computers again for a bit, before the MS became a problem. I didn't see him again after a certain point for many years, and we only stayed in touched via telephone. But in the last year of his life I called him a few times, and he'd share his faith and his woes in life, and try as I might perhaps it was the Lord's mercy which took him when it did, because he'd pretty much had enough. Paul was a very friendly and loving man, but he would deny those outside of Christian faith as lost, based primarily on his predestination beliefs, or Calvinism. There was perhaps and idea that in the new earth there were others, for in the new earth dwelt righteousness, as Paul said to me more than once in our latter conversations. I don't know for sure his last view on the issue. But he was a genuine Christian, he believed his faith, he practiced it without fakesness, and he applied it to his life in a way which was real and could be an epistle seen and read of men. He was the real thing. Mum didn't like him that much – he had an edge which rejected Catholicism, and I think mum probably gathered that much a bit. But regardless, though I do have some scratchy memories of his atitude also, he was a good enough friend, and this chapter is dedicated to his memory. In the end, if Paul is Torah like enough in his walk with God in eternity, he might have the strength to go the distance of eternal life. It might be in him. I don't know for sure. But I am pretty sure that, whatever else, he will be there for a good long while. Our paths may cross again in eternity, and they might cross forever in eternity. It could end up being the start of a beautiful friendship. But I don't know for sure, as in the end, as a Noahide, idolatry is idolatry, and Paul was guilty of that much in his worship of Jesus also. I hope the best for the future of Paul Saberton, and time will tell of the legacy of this son of the Saberton clan. May he rest in peace. And may his memory, for his good deeds anyway, live on for a good long while. Cheers.

Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly

Canberra, Australia