Love one another
More now than ever
I never count the cost
I lost count on purpose
Love loves you..
Love one another
More now than ever
I never count the cost
I lost count on purpose
Love loves you..
Creatures of habit we are
I have a habit of breaking habits
Maybe it should be a hobby of mine
You shall see
And your heart shall rejoice
Your bones shall flourish like the grass
And it shall be known
That the hand of the Lord
Is with His servants
And His indignation is against His enemies
For behold
The Lord will come in fire
And His chariots like the stormwind
To render His anger in fury
And His rebuke with flames of fire
For by fire will the Lord execute judgement
And by His sword
Upon all flesh
And those slain by the Lord shall be many
My feet welcome the stone of the earth
My heart beats with water and blood on fire
Before my Lord and Master
Jesus of Nazareth
My body is on Fire
With no pain
None at all
I opened the scriptures
To a random page
Asking for an answer
With distractions all around
The one that I opened
Was this one
Page six hundred and thirty one
Of the Bible I am under
It is also a prime number
I rejoice with harps of Glory
That the Wisdom of Solomon
Should have something to say
For the elements changed places with one another
As on a harp the notes vary the nature of the rhythm
While each note remains the same1
This may be clearly inferred
From the sight of what took place
For land animals were transformed
Into water creatures
And creatures that swim
Moved over to the land
Fire even in water
Retained its normal power
And water forgot
Its fire-quenching nature
Flames
On the contrary
Failed to consume
The flesh of perishable creatures
That walked among them
Nor did they melt the crystalline
Easily melted kind of heavenly food
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1 Those notes my dear
They resonate with me tremendously
They really do
I know you will outdo yourself
You always do
I know the love we have
I feel the love we share
Feel We do
The Crown of Thorns around
Our Two Hearts
Our Two Hearts actually Three
That note forever sustaining Me
From a song you sung
From your lips but a quiver
Sent me reeling
I almost Ascended right then and there
I am a chimera
Not the mythical kind
They have only just discovered
That the mother of a chimera
Is the twin that died in the womb
Having absorbed the loss
I became the lost
#IAm
Air is actually Time and Space
Earth is actually Matter
Water is always Water
Fire is always Fire
Until Now
Let Water Mingle With Fire
Amen
Did you not know?
Corporations that commit sins
Especially the ones that act more like a collective
The sins of one, of many, are also accounted for
But those that commit evil under these veils
Through the slaves they lied to
The proportion of punishment in Hell
On top of the sins they commit themselves
Will be by the percent ownership of their shares
Multiplied by their own wealth
The wealth they refused to give to the poor
Which will definitely drag them down under all that much deeper
This Word applies to any organization
But the good of many
Through Him, with Him, and In Him
In the Unity of the Holy Spirit
Is Power and Glory
Do you not see?
Under a corporation
The proportion of your reward in Heaven
On top of the good in His Name you commit
Will be by the percent ownership of your shares
Multiplied by the love you gave
Which will indeed lift you up to the sky
There is always forgiveness, always
Repentance is not a demand anymore
It is a requirement
A baby spoke after the homily today
It was a short response
But it satisfied my humour
That raspberries are not just for bellies
Fierce is that Fire
A Fiery wind of Spirit and Flame
My Flame
You are the Ocean of Water
Beneath My Soul
Let My Flames of Love permeate You
Infinitely…
I know about something for you
Something exciting
Something so exhilarating
To Wonder
Something absolutely amazing
A mind-blowing borderline fantastic
Revelation
But as soon as I open my mouth
The disbelief melts their faces like wax
So I posit this Word here
For the World, see
It is up to you now
But I gotta shake
Shake my head and move on
The Power and the Glory comes
In the name of His Most Holy Spirit
You cannot deny, though you do
It will be in the Sky
It will be in the Fire
Filling the sky and hearts with Love
I will wait
But I feel so cold
Cold enough it is
Enough to freeze time
But not the Flame
To the point of No Return
Last Chance to Ascend
Ends on Pentecost!
Amen
The proportion of difficulty
I am experiencing
Has me envious
Of someone who was born deaf, dumb, and blind
Love endures all things…
Amen
You are all in such an apostasy
My warnings will still come
But you ignore
So be at peace, my beloveds
Mercy will come like floodwater1
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O My People!
What are these things that you cling to?
Nothing survives
That God does not already hold in His Hands
So when that Fire comes
Be more than ready
Be out there already
Be that pillar of light and love
…
So, will the Lord sweep you all into the Ocean
And bring you back to the waters?
Or pour out on the Earth
The Fire of His Holy Spirit?
A Second time He has already come
A Second time He is here
A Second time He will come
His Second Coming this is
The Great Return
Of Jesus our Lord
Amen
..
It will not be by force that the world Will finally be
By Grace and Love
A world with no need to say
Know the Lord
For all will already know the Lord
Love loves you all
…
Then I heard a voice speak to me and I saw
And I need not write it down
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1 I had a vision of a whole bunch of people standing around with all sorts of things in their hands, pictures, devices, drugs, money, cars, art, even other people. They they were petting them, always looking them, worshiping them, wandering around aimlessly. Then a massive floodwater came and swept them away except for twenty four really large trees which were on fire. Then I saw a flash of light and Jesus and Mary standing facing each other, they turned their faces to look, Jesus to his right and Mary to her left.
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I am sure you can understand what the vision means, but just so you know, there is something about visions from God – they do not come and go, no, they are like entire cities, I call them living visions, I can explore them with the Grace of God and write what I see. I know I am walking into a mind palace of infinite Knowledge when I do, and I can easily get distracted, which is why a day to me is like a thousand years, and time is irrelevant. I forget things here if I spend too much time exploring a vision or Heaven. I only have the brain capacity for one language to translate what I see.
These idolaters, when that water came it swept them all away except those who were in the Lord. Over the years, every evil has tried to destroy these particular trees, but the roots grew deeper and larger and the trees kept coming back (except when only twelve came back, the others everyone thought were dead). These trees are always on fire but never being consumed, like the burning bush before Moses. The water did not sweep them away because the roots were way too deep. If the water rose above the trees for a long time even, they did not rot, because they were always on fire. For when the water receded the trees remained lit, no matter what. Nobody could pull out the roots and if they tried to dig it out, it just turned into a bigger tree, or they would get white hot and burn everything. Then they thought they finally killed the greatest one, the tree of life (Jesus is the Tree of Life, which reminds me of another very long vision), it disappeared and then millions of tiny sprouts appeared everywhere around the earth (Christ appears now as an entire nation). These Trees will always be here and they are here to stay.
The living vision goes on forever through time, so much must still happen… But to simplify it all, it goes much easier and happier for everyone if people would just build gardens around these trees and let them bring forth fruit that will help heal and save the world. For between the people that unite under these trees and all next to the River of Life who is Christ, they will forever know the same Lord, and He Himself gives them Bread from Heaven (Eucharist).
Amen
I tweeted this:
Then exactly one month to the day
The market crashed
Still think I am crazy?
This always happens
I reach out
And I am rejected
I always know why
Not just flat out rejection
But rather it is like
I do not exist to them
ALWAYS a nobody
As expected
Despite my efforts
I maintain my stance
That only by remaining nothing
That the Lord fills what I lack
And that is EVERYTHING
So to you who ignore me
Who mock me and hate me (I know)
You who think I am fucking crazy
I forgive you
I am not worried about myself
I worry for your sake
The signs of the times
Are just way too obvious to ignore
Hate me more and I will rejoice
For the Spirit of the Lord
Defends His Own
Amen
..
In a world so full of hate
The select few who love
Endured trials beyond your imagination
In preparation
For the reparation
Of your sins!
If you did not know
Now you do
…
Amen
.
Open up, crust of the earth!
Heed My Command
Angels hear the voice of the Lord
The people are in need of great help
The Tribulation has begun
Amen
…
Send forth your Spirit O Lord
Fill the hearts of your faithful
Come and pour out your gifts
Upon this lifeless generation
Amen
..
Amen
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You all know our Lord’s response
To the ill treatment of children
.
But I did not come as a child
But rather more like a baby
Defenseless and dependent
Now imagine
The Father’s response
Of your ill treatment of Me
..
The Holy Spirit is my witness
To the constant attacks by Satan
Always in the shadows
No one ever saw
Ever since I was born
..
I have made so many mistakes
The odds are in my favour
That there is no mistake
The Lord God levels with me
About many, many things
I listen when I can
When He calls
I listen to His every word
Love of His Presence in His Bread and His Fire
Wonder never ceases
And the Word, my friends
It is Mary you should be listening to
Especially today
I said a Rosary today in honour of her
Yes, but not only on Mother’s Day
I am such a wretch
It should be more
For my family and loved ones
And my worst enemy
Dear Lord we pray
Amen
How important is your Mother Mary?
Many of you have forgotten
My anger subsides
And I drink that wrathful cup
Like I am a child before my mother
Giving me that cup that tastes awful
With her crossed arms
And her tapping foot
Knowing that I can take it
Instead of pouring out on you..
So I drink it
I will keep on drinking it
But how long, Mother?
The agony has emptied Purgatory..
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