Here is My Life, written by Shakespeare way back in Time. The Books Muhammad wrote has been delivered to the whole wide world, and is well known akready.
Helps me today, the work of the Enlightened and Illuminated Europeans who had Access to Original Books of Knowledge I never had. The Books of Muhammad are lost, missing.
In BOLD are my notes marking my life, and data, on tale foretold.
As You Like It, Act II, Scene VII [All the world’s a stage]
Jaques to Duke Senior
All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances,
20th century World
And one man in his time plays many parts,
A Woman had the Acts. My Self, Aisha Velezinee Muhammad direct descendant of the Original Household set up by Prophet Muhammad, who was way ahead of his time and moved out of The World and found his Kingdom of Heaven in The Secret Location, Paradise on Earth, The Maldives Islands, Zero Degree Atolls.
I Am the reigning Queen by Traditional Order, the current Dortchen Wild of The Castle in The Wild, and rightful Protector at this time.My Paradise it taken illegally by the oint Conspiracy of Local Tyrants influenced and powered by the World's Super Powers pretending action for World Peace, hiding War to takeover Paradise and take control of Whole Earth illegally forever more - Block the Opening of Paradise for All, the True Age of Enlightenment and Heavenly Lives on Earth. .
His acts being seven ages.
At first, the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse’s arms. Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress’ eyebrow.
My Life, 21.03.1968 to 29.03.1991
Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon’s mouth.
My Life, 29.03.1991 to 23.04.2009
And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon lined, With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances; And so he plays his part.
My Life, 23.04.2009 to 13.03.2015
The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slippered pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side; His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide For his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound.
My Time in ISS, Erasmus University, 13.03.2015 to 14.11.2016 walk out, after The Rising of The Hidden Queen, followed by Activation of One Woman Army.
Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness and mere oblivion, Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
Going to No Mind, full Enlightenment. The Rise to God Conscience. The Prophet, as promised by Muhammad, in this time.Shakespeare Text fromhttps://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/you-it-act-ii-scene-vii-all-worlds-stage