A Taste

God’s wrath is the Father allowing evil to take its course; to remind you that this is but a taste of what it is like without him and his love.

The Lord God is Love
With great Mercy he has stayed his hand
Pray for those who refuse his love
Let love be your answer to everything
Love them in the Holy Name of Christ


Consider this then, you foolish lot
You have now before you
Though blind you do not see
All of Heaven in Glory
The front gates are open
With Eternal Life on the top of your tongue
But do not worry
They will not close
Until you all are there
Whilst standing here
Unless you prefer
The outer darkness
And the apostasy of your sin
Then you are destined for hell

So here I am
Answering the cry
I hastened My step
And kissed the face of man
With the unction of My Divinity
My Body and Blood
In true Bone of My Bone
Flesh of My Flesh
I am
We are the Christ
Am I the only One?
Where is your Faith?
Is there no one else??
Has betrayal cut a wound so deep?


Perfect Faith

As you are raised in Christ
I will tell you this:
How to perform a miracle

It is quite simple you know
It is even written in Scripture
A how to guide on miracles

The Church is so divided
Because of such trivial matters
Once reconciled you will all heal

So the key to performing miracles
Amidst those who do not believe
Is to do them two by two
Just as He sent the Apostles
He sent them in pairs
Into the towns casting out demons
Healing the sick
Curing the blind
And raising the dead
All in His Holy Name

Because the Faith of one who is Christ
Has perfect Faith of another who is also Christ
For where two are gathered together in His Name
He will be ALWAYS be present among them
They can say together to the mountain
Move and plant yourself into the sea
And it will obey

But no one listens
We have no power without Him
Only He by Himself
Has Power in Faith because He is Faith

Celebrate His Birth

Santa is an anagram for Satan
So if you stood up a tree
With presents all around
Decorations adorned inside and out
Without the Nativity in mind
You did not decorate for Christmas

If you sung carols of sleighs and bells
Or gave presents in exchange
Or prepared a magnificent feast
All without acknowledgement of Christ
You did not have Christmas in mind

If you eat your feast to your heart’s content
But feed not the poor outside instead
You did not truly give in the Spirit of Christmas
I could go on..

There would be no Christmas without Him
So We celebrate the coming of our Lord
By the only way we can adore

To celebrate Christmas
And it is not on Satan’s knee
But rather at a Holy Mass
Before a humble Nativity

Now prepare for His Second Coming
He is coming and has already come
I can assure you of that!

Was it something I said?

The thing about Deification in Christ is that all the laws and the commandments are fulfilled by solely abandoning yourself to the first commandment in Christ by fully loving God. In absolutely everything and everyone. There is not one person who has ever lived on the earth that has been able to on their own achieve perfection, nor will it ever be possible. But what is impossible to you, God winks at. Who and what am I (and many others) in this world? We are gods among mortals, not full of conceit or blasphemy but rather a union of imperfection and perfection by allowing Christ to replace our very selves with Himself. I remember it, I offered to Him as a sacrifice, my very soul by way of complete annihilation so that He could take over my life completely without any hinderance of me. He looked at me with such Love and He was overjoyed at the offering, and then He said that He will indeed do this to me as I have asked, but I would emerge from this union a new creation, and will forever be torched with His Fire, but will be persecuted by evil spirits my entire life. “Why would anyone want to do that?!”, you might ask.

Once you taste of it, complete freedom by deification in Him, you never want to go back to the way things were. Sometimes we have to, and it’s painful, so we are constantly tested, tested in fire, keeps us pruned, etc etc.

Never to be forsaken
The joy that comes with Faith
Is that no matter what
Even if you are all alone
He will still come and save you
I can certainly attest to that

So I’m going to have to repeat
Be ready in your hearts
Be ready to receive Him
Be not afraid, I go before you



The Lord reminded me of footsteps
The sound of His footsteps
The footsteps of His Second Coming
The pace had quickened, as I recall
Then He started to run
He can run pretty fast

The sound of His footsteps have stopped

Unquenchable Fire

The Unquenchable Fire
Will be what quenches thirst
And the water that quenches fire
Will no longer quench the thirst for that fire
For this Fire was formed in the desert under tyranny
To quench the thirst of the lost and forsaken

Ave Maria

This Love that is God
This love that protects you all
Is a simple kind of love
I am bound in mind, body, and soul to Love
The bindings infinitely strong
Are also made from that same love

That oh so sweet Love
Like the affection of a fatherly kind
He is watching over you all
With legions upon legions of His Angels
At His beck and call to save
You only need call Him
You only need say His Name

But this Love is also like a lover
Whilst from slavery He writes
Of His longing to be home
With all the loves of His life
Though deep in His Heart
He can always find them there
There in their heavenly abode
An abode that resides in My Heart

Or like our Blessed Mother
Who has her own way with Love
By birthright she stands with no blemish
Intentionally immaculate and beauty beyond compare
In roses she delights and leaves such gifts behind
As she is My Mother, I would do as she says
So please do so from the depths of that same love

The Hour

To give you an idea
Of what it has been like
For me in the days of late
Sicut Christus

My suffering is joined in union with His
On His Cross, always
I bent so far down
That death became my friend

So without Christ I am nothing
But with Him I am Him
For everything He is, I am not
Now I have Him; He is mine and I am His

I warned many about the Ring of Fire
Now with evidence of escalation
There is no relenting this time
So much mercy has already been given

Now my hour comes at my choosing
I have called for repentance and unity
But they scoff at my Word
They scorn the Divinity they envy

“Do not blast the lights out of our days!”
You cry out and are heard
But they continue on as they were
Despite the mercy that is given

Tell me how else a world of evil will all know
Of the glory and power and majesty of the Lord God
Unless considerable destruction is arrayed
Like a buffet of quakes, volcanoes, winds, and plagues?

Strange that you do not believe
Nor do you spread the word
Know that the Lord is at your very doors
The Lord He comes at an hour you do not expect

What will your love for me be?

I see the efforts called good by some
But the wounds I endure say otherwise
Revealing the truth by Knowledge in the Spirit
That your sins have you in bed with the Devil

Concerning the apostasy that angers the Lord
I already offered my life to save yours
But your hearts of stone
Refuse the love you so desperately seek and enjoy

His Wrath comes because of your withdrawal
Of the Love He was, is, and always will be
For Love will always protect you
But if you refuse to love Him who is Love
It will be open season on you… DO YOU GET IT NOW?!

Thundering across the world like lightning
What Revelation has adorned with Light
Is that the Glory of God will be revealed
Whether you want to see it or not

Prepare your hearts for the coming of the Lord
On the day prepared for the Lord
The day He was born in a manger
The day Mary gave birth to Christ our Lord

Now Wisdom and Knowledge flow like honey
Reveling in the mysteries of the Kingdom
One mystery I cannot deny if I tried
I am Love and I am being denied

For Love wept the other day
Wept under the weight of the Cross
Wept whilst nailed to a tree
I wept and death sat down beside me, waiting..


Mercy Will Be Great

I was about to write of another wave of destruction, but believe it or not, my hand was physically stayed for a moment before I was about to write, stayed in an interesting way for it was not forceful at all, but stayed nonetheless. So I just sat there and listened, a wave of peace came and He was happy as He told me that your prayers were heard and answered and that I am not to swing my sword until He says. Oh yes indeed this is good news, for it means that there are some of you who have read what We have written, have thus understood and have therefore prayed for mercy. Knowledge of such things I am privy to by Grace, so thank you and blessed are you who have done this! I will happily and humbly sheath this sword until the Lord calls me again. However, I must warn you, that one of the prophecies I have written must still be fulfilled, and no amount of prayers will rescind the pending destruction, for the many others that I have written prior to this day, that have not come to pass, are thus rescinded by the authority and mercy of God.

To answer your question of why: As a result of just one of the prophecies being fulfilled We will be providing you with the proof you need, for I am telling you the truth. Therefore, you also have the proof of such great mercy for the wrath that was in store, what remains weaved throughout thousands of written words, it would have been far, far worse than what shall come to pass. When I say worse than Sodom and Gomorrah, you have no idea.

Pray then for the poor souls who are lost and forsaken, the children, the abandoned, amidst an awful and evil war, both spiritually and physically. Take in with love any refugee if you are able, especially if you are able, for amidst all of them, Christ is indeed there. He was also in those buildings, now rubble, those buildings you just bombed. He writes to you now… Know that when Christ blesses you with the intent of demonstrating His Divine Power, be assured of great and wonderful blessings that no one has ever foreseen. So bless others and God.

It is no coincidence that the Solomon Islands in the “Ring of Fire” have been so active lately, for today’s reading for the Third Sunday of Advent, 1 Kings 3, is: The King of Solomon

Pray for and love your neighbour
Repay evil with love and kindness
Judge not others and forgive transgressions
Seek not revenge
Vengeance is God’s and God’s alone

There was an intense spiritual battle before this was completed. I considered not posting this, for many times I have written and not posted, much more than what you can see here, volumes of them. Then the Lord revealed to me the urgency, for many are indeed praying for mercy, and with such love and meekness, however with a lot of “if’s”. The Solomon Islands should be proof enough you need, but in this day and age that doesn’t make the front page, for at time of writing, over seventy (71 to be precise – a prime number) 4.5+ to 7.8 magnitude earthquakes all concentrated on the Solomon Islands since they started less than one week ago. The people on those islands are not important enough to the rest of the world to take notice, but they are affected, so pray for them.

Every Time

I wish I made this stuff up
At least it would not be so disturbing..

Every once and awhile
My heart stops beating
My faith says it is not time yet
I never panic, nor fear death
But I pause and wait in peace
To feel my heart start back up
Cause it stops every time
A lance is thrust inside
I feel the gush of blood and water
Every time

Bitter Truth

Everything is going according to God’s plan
The pressure of haste is in the wind
The warnings of wrath pepper the earth
Wars and rumours of wars pervade every day
Desensitizing you to what lies in wait

ALL the signs of Revelation
In a revelation
His pace to Return quickened
Imminently present like lightning
Welcoming Him

But the bitter truth
Like the scroll in my stomach
Unity and love will stay His Wrath
Not offerings of rubble
Those offerings of dust they just gave


The Lord effaced my face with His own
Before my own face in a mirror
The reflection did not change very much
His pupil dilates much wider
In His eye than in mine
For He can see the beauty in me that I cannot

Epitome Of Unity

Christ’s Return was hastened
The cries for mercy echo
Resounding like a gong

So He reached down with His hand
Spread His Word by Truth and Love
Healed the hearts of the dead from a flower

So we have been raised in Christ
Treasures of Wisdom in scripture
Delight of Heaven on my tongue

I could not ask for anything more
But this world adores evil
Satan is defeated, his head soon crushed

Read Paul’s letter to Galatians
What concerns the commandments and law
Is the epitome of unity


Here is another mystery that needs to be unwrapped
The mystery of the Holy Spirit of Grace
Humility is not what you think
Supernaturally I suffer… more than you know, love

All out of Love for Love
By grace I am sustained
I have indeed died in this life
By grace I was raised
This body does not age
By grace I am incorrupt
Having been raised I cannot die
By grace I am deified

I could go on… see?
I do not boast of myself
I am nothing

He who is
He who was
He who is to come!

Who shall be the first to proclaim His Return?
Though I have already
Yet none have spread this Word
What does that make me?
A fool? Indeed.

Truth is, none see, so few believe
But those that see, disbelieve
Hearts of stone anger me
By grace I can read your heart
Did you know?

Spreading the word, announcing His Return
Should be faster than
The latest virulent emptiness you share
The potential to reach billions in a matter of days

But that does not happen
The forces of an evil world
Surround you to distraction
So quick to hate…

You do know it is written
All evil will be destroyed
What will you then be left with?

What did you expect to see?
The Lord descending from the clouds in the sky from Heaven in Glory?
You cannot even see Heaven
How can you expect to see His Glory?

But I tell you, because of your hardness of heart
A sign will be given to you
A sign of mercy and of love
A sign you need so that you believe
That Christ has indeed Returned!

Sicut Christus

Journey In Christ

The walk of Life
Is a journey in Christ
To live united as Him
With God Himself in Us

We have only by grace
Attained the unattainable
To be gods that walk the earth
To rejoice when scorn comes our way

We have thus served with love
And death has no power
The Lord raised us for His Glory
Always in Heaven and on Earth

Reconcile and repent
For Our ways are not yours
As the earth splits open
Because of your sin


Been submerged in sorrow
Oh the deepest sorrow
I wondered why such anguish
I felt I was abandoned

Though I was exposed
Left subject to attack
I failed so I called out His Name
His Presence just out of reach

I knew I was being tested
I knew I failed the test
But more importantly
I know when I am being tested

One after another I was slashed
With lies and hate, spit and shame..
Why should I care about them
Despite what they do to me and Him?

Because that is what He did

As Nature escalates her destruction by a command (Amen) and as the world is oblivious to it while a simple letter is delivered unhindered, will they repent? For I have foreseen what happens if they do not and my words continue to be shared in secret and jeered at, but none, I say none, have reproached me directly.