The Kingdom of Tulopis and Me

By Elly H. Castle

Would British people convert to Islam after England is declared an Islamic state by the prime minister who is Muslim?

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse UK
• Release date: Feb 26, 2014
• ISBN: 9781491893647

Elly H. Castle

Elly H. Castle is a professional in the field of respiratory medicine, having worked lately as a caregiver. Elly decided to change her career; she went back to college with the intention to pursue new horizons, enrolling herself to study creative writing. This course helped to perfect her English skills in a wider and deeper coverage. The inclinations to write a book started then and after she lost her son to her husband, who is an atheist by heart. Elly’s husband converted to Islam to commit fraud against her although they were married at the civil registration office. Elly was abandoned by her husband while she was completely ill, having kidney failure. Even though there were enough financial resources and an international medical and dental insurance with Bupa International, Elly was left with neither of them because of her husband’s evil intentions. Now Elly has become a fund-raiser for the National Kidney Federation, which is a registered charity that needs funds for the assistance of patients on hemodialysis. Her role is especially to reestablish the giving of sandwiches that used to be served with a cup of tea to patients during dialysis. This was denied when the credit crunch started several years ago. The sandwiches were provided by a contractor of the NHS.

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The Kingdom of Tulopis and Me

ELLY H. CASTLE

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CONTENTS

DEDICATION

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS AND THANKS

PART ONE

PART TWO

PART THREE

PART FOUR

PART FIVE

PART SIX

PART SEVEN

PART EIGHT

PART NINE

PART TEN

PART ELEVEN

PART TWELVE

PART THIRTEEN

PART FOURTEEN

PART FIFTEEN

PART SIXTEEN

PART SEVENTEEN

PART EIGHTEEN

PART NINETEEN

PART TWENTY

PART TWENTY ONE

PART TWENTY TWO

PART TWENTY THREE

PART TWENTY FOUR

PART TWENTY FIVE

PART TWENTY SIX

PART TWENTY SEVEN

PART TWENTY EIGHT

PART TWENTY NINE

PART THIRTY

PART THIRTY ONE

PART THIRTY TWO

DEDICATION

THIS BOOK IS DEDICATED TO MY MOTHER CANDELARIA AND TO MY WONDERFUL, BRIGHT SON A. S. W WHOM I ALWAYS LOVE VERY MUCH.

WITH ALL OF MY HEART TO BOTH OF YOU,

ELLYHCASTLE.

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS AND THANKS

TO THE CREATIVE WRITING COURSE AT CCN AND THE TUTORS: AMANDA ADDISON, DREW WEBSTER AND JOHN N.

ALSO TO THE CLASSMATES OF CLASS 2012/13: JOHN,ALICE, GRANT, SHANNON, ANNA, EDD, MEGAN, BEN, PAULINE, CHARLES, LEIGHT AND JOE.

AND TO THE STAFF OF THE FORUM LIBRARY IN NORWICH, NORFOLK.

SPECIAL THANKS TO W. FAMILY IN UK.

"I AM LEARNING,

I HAVE BEEN LEARNING,

I HAD LEARN,

I HAVE LEARNED,

I HAVE HAD LEARNED,

I HAD LEARN, NEVER STOP IT".

ELLYHCASTLE.

PART ONE

FUTURE ENGLAND

W e have finally arrived at the airport we struggled to get here. The police are redirecting the heavy traffic towards any airport near your home and the whole thing is a complete chaos. All the airports starting from London, Midlands, Liverpool, Manchester, Cambridge International, New Castle, Blackpool, Southampton and the rest of them even the Beccles one have to re-arrange the system to allow the departure of the airplanes completely packed with people; parents with children, single parents and grandparents & relatives wishing to get the hell out of here as England has been declared a Islamic State by the Prime Minister who is Muslim last night.

The religious police took place already in every street of the nation that by the thousands that have immigrated here and arrived yesterday morning by plane, by ship, by ferry and boats, are demanding that the women young and old to use the black burka obligatorily before going out either to work, to schools, shopping, jogging, and even to simply walk their dogs. This religious police are so many that there is almost one at each household in the area. They are wearing jubbas and a kufi on top of their heads. A jubba is a long shirt up to the knee covering way long over a pair of trousers, with long wide sleeves that covers the hand included.

The army of religious police are sanguinary and violent. They have destroyed the most beautiful sites in architecture such as the Tower of London, St Paul’s Cathedral, Tower Bridge, Kensington Palace, Royal Mews, Jewel Tower, Eltham Palace, Wellington Arch, Westminster Abbey, Winsor Castle, Hampton Court Palace, Royal Albert Hall, The Monument, The Banqueting House, Benjamin Franklin House and Apsley House.

Those lovely places do not exist anymore. They become ruined, blew up overnight by the use of explosives and dynamite that by the impact and force, those touristic attractions crumbled like sugar on coffee as they were old as the older place on earth. The religious army started their destruction just after twelve p.m. yesterday.

At the airport, the religious police have took place of the immigration officers that with long sticks are beating up the women and children that refused to wear the black tunic or even a scarf on their heads. The Immigration Officers could do nothing to help or even to assist the English public in general as there were already threaten to kill, actually some of them are already dead.

Some men have resisted the religious police with no success as they were submitted under by flogging until bleed. There is misery and complete confusion as many Britons do not know where to go and they do not know if they are going to be accepted in their new countries of arrival or by contrary, they are going to be deported back home. Men and women are crying without compassion, begging the chance to use then, the unfashionable Muslim dress that if by doing so the severe beaten and bleedings are going to finally stop.

The Muslims dresses for men and women are available at the airport over prised with no chance of duty free. People in general are starting to wear them and no one knows who is who behind those black dresses anymore as one only is able to see desperate, sad, red of crying, and depressive blinking eyes.

The banking system is taking advantage if the confusion by saying that they are serving the Muslim public only. The rest of the people although being British had lose their money that was deposited on savings accounts and the interest on mortgages have increased again.

After the last non-democratic election for the English Prime Minister, the whole country were fooled by the media especially the BBC to believe that the Christian, black, well-educated guy that was running for Number Ten Downing Street, was not the person to be elected as he was black and not white simple as that. Black was not the colour of the season anyway. Downing Street that is colloquially known as Number 10 is the main offices of Her Majesty’s Government and the Official Residence of the Prime Minister. Situated in Downing Street in the City of Westminster, it survived the bombing only because the building contains about one hundred rooms, the private residence is on the third floor and the kitchen is in the basement, it is just the perfect location to build a dome or minaret so it gets converted into an architectural Islamic Building. The numerous conference rooms on Downing Street will be transformed into prayer rooms opened for the English public in general to come for salat or worship there. This place will be considered a Mosque as the Prime Minister has have ruled it by following strict and detailed requirements in Sunni figh for a place of worship under the Islamic Sharia law and it is to remain so until the Last Day. This building will be for the use of people as a center for information, education and dispute settlement. The iman who is in control over it, leads the congregation in prayer. People by force have to declare that Allah is god.

The English people that are leaving the country could not take their money from the banks so they have become financially poor. Countries in the rest of the world have already sent then back to England as they were not accepted because they are poor English immigrants that no one wish to have. They are called the scum of the society.

The Prime Minister will permanently be there. At the center, he will work with government ministers, national leaders and foreign dignitaries, met and eat but not to be entertained with alcohol as Muslims do not drink alcohol. As by contrary in Malaysia that being a Muslim Country, men and women drink alcoholic drinks such as JD and cola in a mug pretending to be tea.

The British population by a massive defeat elected the white unknown guy simply because he was white. The population did not ask many questions for anything at all such as credentials or education or even looked into this guy’s background, realising very late, that he was actually a white Muslim with great connections in England as the daughter and only heir of a multibillion fortune deposited in many banks around the world, married the Royal Prince that is considered the Spare one of the King of England. The English Prime minister is her uncle.

No, the woman was not the daughter of the big boss of the F1. There are many other heir billionaire girls in the age of getting married looking for well ahead richer men and well-connected even more than they are. They do not even know where the money comes from also.

The arrangement were not going to be an immediate success because despite its size and convenient location nearby Parliament, this building does not exist anymore as a Guy Fawkes follower and direct descendant finally achieved in the planning of the complete destruction of Parliament with gun power. This person achieved the dream by taking advantage of the confusion caused by the Muslim English Prime Minister that while fighting the traditional English way of living as no believers of god, it provided the perfect distraction as the police were naked of legal authority and power over the population. The police could not stop him.

This story did not start here. This story has started in England in the year 1501 bc with the Kingdom of Tulopis, the life and dead of the King Tulopis and the Economic awakening of this nation. Out of the need of hydrocarbon as a resource for gasoline and other derivate, England by converting to Islam mistakenly believed that the English oil reserves that were already drying up, will be considered united in one with the vast resources contained in the Muslim Arabic Countries, no one ever knew that their perfectly, premeditated, malicious, mathematically calculated plan will actually back fired right at the center of the people’s hearts… especially the English ones.

Also, the Muslims following the commandment of their god Allah, did not expect to get such a turn of even that by result connected the Islamic world to the real god.

During the investigation of this part of the history of the Universal Kingdoms in the World, Joyce had have discovered from her research into her past lives, as she wanted to know who the hell she was, that there were fascinating new insights into the relationships of King Tulopis I a Tulopis King and her great, great, great grandmother Mrs. Tulia in the year 1501 bc.

Tulopis was a frustrated, busy and angry man who was ruling his kingdom under the pressure to govern his people by ruling the land. After getting married, he looked to fulfil his dream of having a happy home with children but it did not happen. He would have been extremely happy if his children were especially male. King Tulopis I found to his cost that even though he proved to be a loving man to his wife Caroline and although she became pregnant seven times, she was unable to fulfil the King’s dream for a boy.

Tulopis enjoyed the company of beautiful women; he wanted always to be with each of them in the intimacy. Like a bull in heat that needed the company of at least five cows to impregnate, Tulopis needed the women to procreate. The procreation of an heir to have the warranty of his name in the eternal life after he had passed away.

Tulopis the First, lived in a Palace build on a high mountain located in a North European Country; this mountain was surrounded by small mountains and green and blue and yellow valleys that is borderline by a river of crystal, clear waters called the Refleksjion, it was like no place on earth as with the Forrest in one side, protected the spot as a wall against the cold winds. The king used to bath in this river and allowed any woman between 12 to 30 years old to give him a scrub in his shoulders and his neck and a head massage by rule.

Also, the King’s strength and vigorous spirit came from the self-satisfaction of the nights that he expended making love to his mistresses. Those women had learned that he rather preferred hot, wild sex to simple sexual acts. These knowledge had brought him, in return as a response, a super energized body characteristic of the King as well as a series of bastard children that were only girls.

He had especially soft hands and very long fingers that craved the need to touch.

King Tulopis got married but he still needed the company of attractive girls, they gave him great pleasure and satisfaction to see, hear, think about and even touch and kiss, and these attentions had always delighted his senses and his mind. Also, he was very pleased when pretty women wore beautiful dresses and expensive jewellery provided by him. Like roses in a bush that depended on the rain water and the soil to survive, he cultivated them with his love and patience, seed by seed, branch by branch, step by step, mile by mile and girl by girl. At the palace dances, he was delighted by the music and singing provided by them, he was trapped by their voices and movements of bodies into the disposition to hear what they wanted to say and get, even a tantrum made him laugh. When a fight have started between the girls, it was a fierce one that ended on red bleeding lips, black eyes and bleeding noses.

Tulopis’s solution, to continue his life as a bachelor, was to divorce his wife so he could take another woman as a new one, but the Catholics stopped him committing such a sin, as they said.

From this point of time, Tulopis out of agony, having to wait six long years for the annulment of his marriage by the Pope, turned his patience into hardship making him to become an enemy of that institution: The Catholic Church.

Tulopis knew that the Pope had granted dissolution of marriages to other Kings of other kingdoms with one exception, the not annulment to King Henry VIII. Tulopis though, bloody bastard, such bad luck.

The Catholic Church was an institution that was powerful, collected money from the tithes, and maintained the population ignorant and under control by using rituals and prayers that were repeated as a robot follows simple computer program.

Tulopis took the alternative of getting rid of this church, as many other kings did, because it was forcing him to remain married to a woman who could not provide a heir, however the importance of a heir, was paramount on Tulopis’s eyes, as it allowed the continuity of this family ruling the Tulopis throne continuously from generation after generation after generation… calculating that the fortunes remained within the family’s control. Tulopis as a ruler of a kingdom was a business man under obligations looking for a solution to take the country into wealth and richness. He did not have time for impracticalities such as being a devotee of a church that demanded too many ceremonials and paraphernalia which read it the bible on Latin by a priest only.

That bible was being interpreted by a priest in a very wrong way, his interpretations done at the pulpit, taught to the congregation that listening and believing the priest, will get them to heaven. The Latin verses were accommodated for the priest to made money out of it.

The Catholic Church gathered richness by the selling of religious products and influenced the state to maintain under the religious control. Also, in the community the decisions were taken from a point of view that benefited the church, taking advantage that the majority of the