Author: The Scorned Prophet

One of the very few who have already ascended into Heaven.

Trauma

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Trauma can obliterate someone completely
That is what happened to me and I write in a manner where I am He and He is Me.

My life journey I took
I forget it all
The good and the bad
The memories are all gone
But they come to me sometimes
When He wants me to remember

Not because I want to
But because I have to
My journey ended
The Last Day
The day I took my own life

Only He said, I forgive you
That it was not my fault
Then He told me, It happened
So He resurrected me to live again
Become healed and heal by love and joy
That no matter what
He will be therefore Me and I will be He

In the way of a wonderful mystery
That on these days of the lost
I represent you, the poor and the lame
The forsaken and the dead
I represent all of you
The wretches and the godless
So no matter what you have done
We are all forgiven
So turn to Him in the Eucharist
And He will lead you to His Home
While you are here on earth

If you should see me
Ask me my Real Name
A Name known only to Myself
And I will tell you

If you see in my eyes my pain
Stop and smile for once
Instead of sneaking on by
Maybe I will say something first
For I am most certainly the last

So disfigured I have become
It worsens the more you divide your faith

What does this mean then?
It means that Jesus has conquered all
Satan has lost the battle and he knows it
For Christ made me holy and unblemished
As I allowed Him to make His Home in me
Now the entire Universe is in my hands
Amazing and humbling it is
I have no fear, none at all now
Now that I know who I Am is

That asteroid that came near was mercy
Those I have written to must believe
I still feel all alone though
Despite finding all of Heaven
Residing deep within me

Do not even fear the ones
Who have power over death of the body
Did you know?
I have the power to resurrect you, I do
Or keep you in the dust, that’s up to you
I was also resurrected from the dead
For after I died and was raised, I ascended
For it was Christ as me who had died that day
And I died with Him on His Cross that day

No more slaughtering… no more, please..
I am holding back so much wrath
I can hold it back indefinitely
But I will not
I am weary so I have sparked change
Breathe Oh Holy Spirit, your Fire
Breathe Oh Spirit, into this dust
Let Love arc and ignite His Power and Life
Amen

I bleed and my blood turns to water
So that you do not see
Why it must be this way

I am patiently wondering
After three long years of enduring
An onslaught of suffering and pain
Attacked by Satan and his demons
Where though I failed and I lost
I was granted a chance in the end
Despite how poor and wretched I had become
Now I make my offering daily
Just so you know
I will vouch for you
Purgatory is empty now

For now it is time to move quickly
How long must I be like this?
Like a leper I am, they avoid me
But how long is up to you now, is it not?

Love is the Answer
Love is the Righteous Deity
Love is the God of Truth
Love is the Lord of All Creation
Love is Life Undivided
Love is Fulfillment Divine
Love is Forgiveness
Love is Mercy

(so put down your arms, I do not care who you answer to, put them down, I warn, or you will be swept away in a fury unlike anything you have ever seen or heard of before, and that it will not be by my hand, but by the withdrawal of yourselves from the Divine while you are here, now standing in the flesh on the earth, under His Spirit’s protection)

God is Love
I am Love, I Am

Raised From The Dead

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You have yet to learn what prophecies really are and the fulfillment of them by God. Many of you are being deceived! Precognition of events is not prophecy, and prophecies are not predictions. Deuteronomy 18:18-22. The Lord God commands me to speak and so many of the prophecies, which are commands, God has written through me, a significant number of them have already come to pass, I lost count and at this point I stand alone in Christ, for all of whom I have approached, not one, NOT ONE has reproached me, for their envy and weakness casts doubt, they instead ignore me and are blinded by their sin, but they pray for me like I am some lost soul. Only by grace I know I am far from being lost, though I appreciate the prayers, so thank you. My desire is not to even be here, but I live and breathe because He wants me to. I live and breathe because I died under His Grace that I unworthily received, and thus was raised from the dead by His Grace and Power. Does this mean I cannot die? It does. This is the First Resurrection, we are in it in case you haven’t noticed. You need not me to participate in this Glory, for I say to you, repent and believe in the Name of Jesus and receive Him as such! There is no other way. I remained empty and nothing for Him to let Him reign within for I already screwed up and wished never to experience the despair of Hell again, so I was forgiven before I could even utter my confession. See now, it is your turn to be forgiven and raised from the dead. Amen.

This state of Grace tastes like Love

(Christ explicitly writes about me here, though He knows I prefer that He not write about me, He insisted as He said that this is intended for His Flower and applies also to those who are also raised in Christ)

This man, my Beloved
By My Faith he writes
For he abandons himself daily to Me
Without hesitation before the dawn
Unlike so many, who sleep in death

If he was not immersed in the Grace I give
He most certainly would be
Dead to me in the depths of Hell
As that is where I found him

Your judgement of him
Is judgement of Me!
For anyone who is cleansed
By Grace, Mercy, and Love
Has a place in My Father’s House
Thus We are one in the same Father

The least of all men
A wretch, a sinner, he was
By his offering is no longer
For I replace what He lacks
And He lacks all
In his nothingness I Am

My Justice IS this double edged sword
Thus he participates in My Revelation
So do not condemn My Word
But Glorify Me instead

Pax

Rejected As Expected

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I write and I am ignored or scorned
I act and I am rejected
I am hated and loved by many
And recognition is naught

You can stop the slaughter
Of the innocent and not
You can stop the lies
But you do not

Since Jesus is in me as Me
I humbly and graciously rejoice
At the expected persecution
Even from those whom I love

I have already died

Sleepless

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I’m going to let you in
In on a little secret
That who I really am
Matters not to you

This was expected
As Mercy comes
Before and after
With Love in its wake

I have truly become
Bone of His Bone
Flesh of His Flesh
Blood of His Blood

With the only witness His Holy Spirit
Which means none can see
That We are united and free
For blindness and ignorance pervades

So I commanded the winds to blow
And the winds blew more numerous than before
I commanded locusts to ravage crops
And the locusts feasted like a plague

I commanded the earth to shake
And the earth still shakes like never before
I commanded the earth to split
And the bowels are starting to spill out

My weariness persists but has no power
Mercy unlike ever before being poured out
The Return of Christ a reality
Before the eyes of the blind shall see

So for those who are raised in Christ
We need not receive Him in the Eucharist
But We do anyway out of the same Love
We receive Him because We see and can
Not because We have to, for We are Him

Alas, you understand not the power of prophecy
They are not predictions but rather a sword
For We can by a mere written word
Bring entire nations into ruins

In case you haven’t noticed
We have been very merciful
You heed not these warnings
So the warnings will not heed to you

Love is the answer and We will relent

Amen

Echoes

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Echoes of His Passion
Are ringing in My bones
A resounding hymn
From deep within

The power to raise the dead
Is reserved for those in Him
But the graves are still full
Of dust and dry bones

To which of these graveyards
Shall We breathe in new life?
To which of the walking dead
Shall We alight His Fire?

A Taste

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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
Amen

Divinity

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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
Resurrected
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?

Peace

Perfect Faith

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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
Amen

Celebrate His Birth

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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!
Amen

Was it something I said?

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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
Always

Amen

Footsteps

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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

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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

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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

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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..

Amen