This millennium of the Christian era came with wars, one against infidels another on terrorism, which are more than enough for a miserable Vietnamese -born in the beginning of a world war -grown up during a French war -and terminated at the end of an American war. Born again 'neither by might nor by power' and having lived his faith for almost thirty years now, he was moved to study scriptures ancient and not-so-ancient, and has been enabled to have his studies printed -dozen titles are dedicated to the uprooted, displaced, and dispersed people like him as well as peoples like his -yet not so appropriately published that most of his old acquaintances scattered to North America actually know only of his death forty years ago. Neither religions nor theology were of his studies, instead it was mathematics and physics, pedagogy and philosophy. Better read no books than believe only one, he used to seriously study every of all the books that happened to fall into his hands or to run onto himself -the written whatsoever and the living whomsoever: Years ago he was kept on an island of refuge in a time just enough for him to study the accusation bold and public, 'Christians and Jews are infidels; People of the Book, they have distorted their Scripture ' Twenty years of self-incarceration inside Adelaide, Australia, assured him of his in-depth studies on The Books of each People -the Holy 22 or 24 (Scriptures) and the Holy 46 or 39 (of dozen Bibles) plus dozens of not-so-Holy Books. Then he was brought upon the eagles' wings -from a south-eastern island of the old world -across the ocean Pacific and crossing both the International Time Line and the Equator at about a same night time (so that he could see nothing down there pacific or not) -to some north-western lands of the new world (of names like Angels and Real-Mount). Then, in the Spirit of Yeh-Vah he was set down amidst very many bones that were indeed very dry, as they themselves acknowledged it, saying, "Our bones are dry, our hope is lost, and we are cut off." They were actually eating and drinking and enjoying their death for the day of their independence from Yeh-Vah -while he was standing on Level 102 of the Empire State Building -with a 'Scripture, the Most Correct, containing the Fullness of Everlasting Gospel'.