Tag: Witness

Present Moment

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Nobody looks back into the past
Trying to see where they are going into the future
Those that do are heading to death
For death is in the past and life is in the present

The present moment we all perceive
The moment smaller than a fraction
The moment that is alive and ever changing
The moment that is the same for all creatures

It is in the moment we exist to love
Leaving behind a trail of our existence
Like ancient gods come back to life
Leaving legacies behind, with only a short stay

But when we leave we always promise to return
Bringing with us our present moment
Witnessing the discovery of the gifts
Left behind for those many thousands of years from now

Seeing into the future but understanding the past
Is the way to live in the present moment
But the direction you are going must always be
Towards the Living Christ presently within thee

To travel within is meditation for another
Where you go impacts and can traumatize
If the direction you are going is toward death
Follow Him who is, was, and forever will be God

For He defeated death
Behind that door is Himself
And Him is who you will first meet
Face to face before you are judged
Then the decision is yours
Get up and live for Him
Or die and leave with Him
To your final judgement
Which has the greater reward and life?

Reminder

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I have figured it out
Who I am
As what I have done and not done
What I have become
Nothing
Absolute nothingness
To almost everyone
If you can believe
The worst of the lot
Compared to Jesus the King
But to Him
Christ my Lord
I am not nothing
In every equality
Humanity
And it is truly as it is
Whatever happens to me
Matters
Hence why I have been spared
So many times I lost count

Reminded in the first
Born in the second
Resurrected in the third
I am third
Amen

The Lot Who Did Not

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I am bone of his bone
I am flesh of his flesh
No taking back this one
Not like a marble in water
But United and One
Do to me whatever you want
I personally do not really care
I am only here to bear witness
And what I witnessed
Only leaves me with shame
To bear your guilt
To have to say
This lot helped me
And this lot did not
What do you think happens
To the lot who did not?

Wondering about God

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I stood wondering
With the knowledge of future events
Tasted what is good
Tasted what was a Gift from God
That the Most Holy Spirit
And the flames of Holy Fire
Burned but did not consume
Left me longing for more
It tasted good because of It
The One who gave it all
Gave me a spoiler alert
As to His whereabouts
And our destiny of Eternal Life
And I just blabbed both
So then I Bless you all
Even though I am slowly dying
Now that I know
I can do anything
Including just writing words
So that a sound or a phrase…

Does it ring a bell?
Because it was a warning
Repent from evildoing
Plain and simple
Cut off time is soon

Power To Give

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I had hoped
Hoped that by now
Those who truly love
Would step up
But they did not

I had hoped
Hoped that by now
Those who love to love
Would do so
Without question
But they also did not

This includes myself!
As it is your faith and love
Reflecting through me
As I am merely nothing
Yet
I Am Who I Am
But you
You are also nothing
Did nothing
And hid

So from one breath
I can blow you away
Like a hurricane
As it is in my power to give
Though I prefer the Love path
Either way I can lead you there
Your choice…

Whole Host

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I had a vision today
I was before the Throne of God
That was surrounded by all the Saints
Surrounded by all the Angels
I appeared before all of Heaven
And the whole host cheered with praise
I felt unworthy
I was nothing before the Lord
The Throne was empty before I appeared
So I asked the Lord for His Presence
The Almighty Father appeared and He was also Jesus
I prostrated myself before Him
Saw His Feet and asked
Am I worthy to untie your sandals
He said, “You are”
As I removed first His left sandal
I saw His wounds
The scabs were large so I wept tears of Joy
At the worthiness He gave
I kissed his feet and my tears flowed
Onto His feet
As untied His right sandal
My tears flowed onto the wound from the nail
And the wound started to shrink and heal

Letter to Executives of Bell Canada

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Important message to the so called executive leadership team, of whom I cannot contact directly. What are you afraid of?

In the light of the latest news of various certain high profile executives, leaders, and idols, the darkness of your sins have been brought into the light as was foretold long ago. The light is not light of some spotlight of power, but rather the power of love.

Over the years, the corruption from within your organization has bound yourself to the chains of death and sin, unless you repent before they come to light, and repentance means bringing it to the light yourself before someone else does, which takes tremendous courage and strength, gifts only God can give.

You know what your sins are, and greed is at the top of the list. What do know what magnitude you will be punished? Take your total net worth and divide that by the lowest paid employee in the entire company and that number is how much you will be eating ash. If you do not repent, you will hate, and if you hate you will be cast away because God does not tolerate haters.

That simple.

I look forward to hearing your confession.

Moses (yes, the real Moses)

I read their hearts
Stones of hearts they all were
I could not reach them
I could not tell them I loved them
Their love was cold inside
Ready to be cracked open
Amen

Broken Earthenware

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You can still hold
Broken earthenware
With love
But it is still broken
If not all the pieces are together
Love can make vessels new
If you believe in the Resurrection
All the while you say to yourselves
What does this mean?

It means the long lost flock
Has not been accepted into the fold
Sheep are still sheep
And I am the shepherd of this exiled flock
Still do not believe?

Not on my head these hot coals are
Feel the burn and anxiety?
It gets worse
Amen

Cry For Help

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O Lord, my God, I call for help by day
I cry out in the night before thee
Let my prayer come before thee
Incline thy ear to my cry!

For my soul is full of troubles
And my life draws near to Sheol
I am reckoned among those who go down to the pit;
I am a man who has no strength
Like one forsaken among the dead
Like the slain that lie in the grave
Like those whom thou dost remember no more
For they are cut off from thy hand

Thou hast put me in the depths of the Pit
In the regions dark and deep
Thy wrath lies heavy upon me
And thou dost overwhelm me with all thy waves

Thou hast caused my companion to shun me;
Thou has made me a thing of horror to them

I am shut in so that I cannot escape;
My eye grows dim through sorrow
Every day I call upon thee, O Lord
I spread out my hands to thee

Dost thou work wonders for the dead?
Do the shades rise up to praise thee?
Is the steadfast love declared in the grave
Or thy faithfulness in Abaddon?
Are thy wonders known in the darkness
Or thy saving help in the land of forgetfulness?

But I, O Lord, cry to thee;
In the morning my prayer comes before thee
O Lord, why dost thou cast me off?
Why dost thou hide thy face from me?
Afflicted and close to death from my youth up,
I suffer thy terrors;
I am helpless
Thy wrath has swept over me;
Thy dread assaults destroy me
They surround me like a flood all day long
They close in upon me together
Thou hast caused lover and friend to shun me
My companions are in darkness

Psalm 88

Hidden Truth

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Now I have said it
I opened my mouth
Told them I did
I was ordained in secret

Never told anyone
Never made any vows
Never promised anything
But to wander the earth
Looking for the long lost sheep

I am a nomadic priest for the West
Affirmed and blessed
By a former Archbishop of the East
Who in a vision and a dream
He gave me his ring

For I found the long lost flock
Despite every evil set against me
Defeating it with every breath of His Word
Only Jesus saves
Saved me He did

Amen

Edit to add: And all this means nothing to them

Shook

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I shook the earth
With a simple command
It shook where the angels took
But my words fell asunder
Driven under
By envy and hate
So I said with another
To open up the earth
Listen to it
Listen to them
Listen to the Sons of Thunder
Boom

Amen

PS http://www.thebritishjournal.com/science/mysterious-loud-booms-heard-across-world-64-locations-1947-2017

BOOM

Platform

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Whatever you do
Do not use a corporate platform
To express your beliefs
To express your anger
To express you love
Because Freedom of Speech
IS DEAD

Which means
You are all slaves
Slaves to corporate greed
And you are just as guilty
For propagating in the first place

:(

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Thus says the LORD GOD:
Disaster after disaster!
Behold, it comes
An end has come
The end has come

It has awakened against you
Behold, it comes
Your doom has come to you
O inhabitant of the land

The time has come
The day is near
A day of tumult
And not of joyful shouting on the mountains

Now I will soon pour out my wrath upon you
And spend my anger against you
And judge you according to your ways
And I will punish you for all your abominations

And my eye will not spare
Nor will I have pity
I will punish you according to your ways
While your abominations are in your midst

Then you will know that I am the LORD, who smite.

Ezekiel 7:5-9

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Give no ear to the Devil
You all make it too easy for him
By giving in to temptation…

First Warning

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Since I love puzzles
I left you one to solve
A ray of hope and a Revelation
Of a Son come down from Heaven

I sent word to the thrones of power
None responded nor relayed even Love
For their prayers were empty
Thinking only of themselves

Yet I am a priest
A priest forever
According to the Melchite rite
Which is the order of
Melchizedek

So I leave this in your hands now
While I expect the greatest of faith
I know the usual response
Ostracism is your game
Two can play

I will for a short time only
Hear your prayers by my New Name
Amen

And the earth shakes and shatters
As the bowels of the deep earth
Open to consume a great evil
Amen

Whoa, Not Me

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I have a heart chock full of heartfelt gratitude from prayers
I ask you, for what?
Truly I have done nothing
And no one should be thanking me
This mere mortal of a man you do not see
Do NOT pray to me!

If I am to accept any thanks
Then I am also to accept the blame
Truly, it has been Him and not me all the time
My only purpose here
Is to reflect and project
The Love and Word of God
Bash goes the cymbal while you read
To warn you of what is coming
Remember the rounds that were made last year
They will be far more intense this year
And escalating for Seven years
Unless Reconciliation comes into play

Let Me In

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I let you in
Let you in My Heart
Saw you rush in after leading so many others
To take shelter in love itself
From the torrential rain
You led them to freedom
You led them to believe
My Love

Boom went the thunder
Thundering in My Heart
This lightning fire of love within
Is the Love I so much adore
That Sacred Fire that burns
That Fire that never goes out
A warm hearth after the storm
So many of them will need

Wish you were here with me too…

Reconcile, please…

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A part of me
Is bleeding
The other is
Believing

You called me
From your heart
You had me hand in hand
When we jumped down
From up above love
You drew Me down
With your hand
With your voice
With your love

How else can I say it
In any other way
Other than this, simply
That the ones that Love
Are the ones that Live

I fell in love with God
And He made Me into Her Love
We are Love
No More
No Less
Just Love
And it tickles in a good way

So…
It looks like Nature chose to unwind her anger on you all
This is Me holding her back, believe Me
Like a leashed dog wanting to attack
I will not let go
But I know what she wants
And it is not sunshine and roses
Such catastrophes will never stop
Unless all the nations AND the people stop ramping up
For war
For My Might is far greater
Do you not see?
So the next one will tear the beast in half
While Russia is on the right path
And will be Glorified in My Name
So pray for peace
Pray for love
For that Authority you so sought for and crave
Is in the palm of My very own Hand
And I am not the one who wants
To snuff you all out
But be warned
And pray and believe, please, pray Mary dear, pray…

Where can your faith take you?
Is it enough to relent the wrath?
Apparently that remains to be seen
Their sins are great
And the stench of death is thick
No matter how much we warn them
They prefer their pride over reconciliation

I have not even gotten to the churches yet…