Sunday, October 30, 2011

The Crucible Of The Matter

You've got to stay prayed up and remembering what it's all about.  There is only One Who is the beginning and end from all time . . . to all time.  Forgetting Who we are to please here, is where trouble starts.  Please others?  Please self?  Doomed.  Will kind of work for a little while, but always ends in frustration and despair and is a soft form of suicide.

"And you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack
And you may find yourself in another part of the world
And you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile
And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful
wife
And you may ask yourself-Well...How did I get here?" Once In A Lifetime, the TH's

You've got to go back to the times of crisis in your life, when you were scared, or deeply worried about something.  For nearly everyone, it is then that they finally, desperately turn to God.  Or, when you have done something foolish, dangerous, "bad", reckless . . . maybe in a moment of whim or were seduced . . . or took a gamble, a risk . . . and it starts to go wrong . . . horribly wrong . . . and the gravity of the thing suddenly smacks you, grips you with that cold, shaking terror . . . .

Not everyone, but most, whether as a child or later . . . have made a mistake like this . . . and know that feeling of cold, stark anxiety, fear . . . .

Or, it could be that you were a victim of something, or a terrible accident occurs . . . . In those dire moments, nearly everyone at last turns to God, praying, contrite, repentant . . . .

The pleading of, "I promise, God, I will never _________ again, if You will but save me in this situation . . . . "

Suddenly, the person "finds God" . . . . Humbled . . . by how harsh REALITY in this violent and insane and seemingly UNFAIR world can be sometimes . . . .

And many times, it would seem, the Lord answers-- or, "God" . . . as that person imagines it . . . actually comes in and saves the situation--averts a tragedy in the making . . . .

Then the effusion, emotion follows:  "Thank you, thank you . . . oh, thank you God, I will never forget this...."

Crisis quelled.  Thankfulness and a . . . for a while . . . a RE-commitment . . . to "stay on track" . . . "stay the course" . . . to REMEMBER the saving moment . . . and proceeding with gratitude and a new determination to NOT FORGET that point of desperation, of need and the searching heart that looked for a savior, a hero, GOD Himself to come in and save the day . . . .

But then . . . .

Here's what happens next . . . .

Very craftily . . . slowly, sneakily . . . the Adversary . . . waits and watches and lets the hum-drum of daily routine settle the target (person) . . . into rote patterns of mind and heart . . . . The world and its noise all around buffets the person, wears on them . . . day after day . . . that verve, that SPIRIT which was so willing to turn all over to God if He would just save the day . . . now starts to fade . . . .

Slipping back into old habits . . . backsliding a bit . . . just little, but . . . a little more . . . a pause . . . then time goes by . . . worries over bills, commitments, responsibilities, . . . other peoples' problems come in . . . . You are pulled this way and that . . . energy and focus start to dissipate . . . .

That moment of need . . . where you turned to God in your desperation . . . drifts further away into the "past" . . . . . now a far off, hazy form in the rear-view mirror . . . .

Oh, you still give it lip service.  You tell yourself you are staying tight with God, "staying in the spirit" . . . . and you convince yourself that you have and continue to do . . . .

But then, why this dis-ease?  Why this suppressed resentment, frustration, depression?  Where is the joy?  Where is the calm, satisfied peace?  Where is the enthusiasm to wake up and live intensely EVERY DAY, EVERY MINUTE, focused on and for GOD?  Why is everything become just mundane, dull, dry, gray, repetitive . . . and the foolishness and incompetence of others is so maddening that you walk around feeling irritated, impatient, wanting mostly just to be left alone when possible--certainly of no eager mind to do service or be sincerely feeling the desire to bless and lift up others.  How could you?  What do you have to bring to another to cheer them, to lift them, to inspire them . . . when you yourself feel so empty, desolate.

At least you are honest in this and do not bother trying, for the most part, though if it comes up, yes, you will lend a hand.  But are you looking actively, enthusiastically, excitedly for opportunities to give, to inspire, to help, to serve . . . others . . . ?  Or, is it more likely others are annoyances that one tries to avoid if possible?

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It happens subtly . . . and sneaky-like . . . .

You have GOT to realize and not forget . . . that the devil is a real entity . . . . That he wants to destroy you and all you love.  He hates you.  He glories in your misery.

The fight to stay MINDFUL . . . of the Lord, is a daily effort.  You cannot let it slip away into mundanity.  If you let your once sincere and deep passion to get back right with God slip away . . . for sure, as the sun rises and sets . . . the enemy will SLIP INTO YOU and gradually steer you away from that moment when you seemed to grasp the gravity of it all.

You have to prioritize GOD every day--make a point of meeting with Him--talking to Him, listening to HIM, what HE wants you to be about . . . .

It takes constant, ongoing effort.  Beyond entertainment, beyond work, responsibilities . . . . . None of those things can be taken care of properly . . . unless FIRST you are striving to be within God's will.

You must be regularly returning to Him, asking Him for strength, understanding, courage, fortitude . . . .

And, it cannot be a substitute.

Some think that if they just "do good things" . . . it will act as cover.

The road to hell is paved with "good intentions" . . . and "good works" . . . .

Neither is it enough to . . . have any kind of hazy, general "idea" of "God" . . . that you deal with.  IT WILL NOT WORK to be "generally" believing in "God" . . . or some "force" . . . or just some basic idea of "being good" . . . .

No.

The crux, . . . THE CRUCIBLE of the matter . . . is that PROFOUNDLY, TRULY . . . it is ONLY in the name of Jesus Christ--it is only when focused on, and believing in HIM, EXCLUSIVE OF ALL OTHERS, will then you find that you are given the POWER and the WISDOM to persevere and overcome . . . ALL of these crafty, devious, insidious, CONSTANT ploys of the Adversary, who is DAILY trying to undermine you and your faith!

The devil is a liar . . . and a perverter . . . .  He relishes causing DOUBT in you about God, but specifically about JESUS and the authenticity of the traditional biblical story.  The wicked spirit is also a seducer.  If he cannot get you through doubting . . . using lies and distortions and perversions of history and culture . . . then, look out.  He will come with dripping, sweet honey . . . to ALLURE you away . . . to SEDUCE you . . . sweetly and even cloaked as "an angel of light" . . . .

Oh, never doubt this: the enemy is DAILY seeking to ruin your testimony and commitment to the Lord.   So too must you become a DAILY WARRIOR, FIGHTING FOR YOUR LIFE! . . . .  What you sow, you must reap, so the actions and deeds of every day are significant.  They are measured, watched and weighed . . . . for the Creator MUST be a God of Justice as well as mercy and love, otherwise, there is NO MEANING to any of this.

Once, having made a decision in your life, that was based on a moment of true, deep, Christ-centered spirituality and knowledge . . . then do not be drifting away back into old routines and doubts and questioning you self and that moment . . . .

Go back and remember . . . REMEMBER what YOU SAW, what you felt and KNEW in YOUR SOUL . . . . and the humility and willingness to PLEASE GOD that you had at that time, and NOW . . . .

RESPECT and continue to uphold . . . the decisions and commitments you made to your self and to God at that time . . . . . . and STAY THE COURSE WITH THEM!  DO NOT be tempted away down some new, strange path . . . seduced by one of the devil's many tricks and wiles and (purported to be) exciting avenues . . . . . . . .

Most of life . . . is simply . . . settling down to . . . sticking to . . . and sustaining . . . through constant intent to stay in communication with GOD . . . . to persevering . . . to those MOMENTS OF your deepest KNOWING . . . and highest ideals . . . that you've already DECIDED to LIVE BY . . . . . . .

You've got to find your self, every day, in awe and a mind desirous to WORSHIP and praise God, to honor and SERVE the LORD, above ALL . . . and be ever turning aside the enemy's ceaseless efforts to destroy and ruin you in this!

take care, dear friend . . . . brother . . . .

Saturday, October 29, 2011

In The Words Of Satan....



Please ......... it's only 6+ minutes of life well spent .....
Warning ... there are a couple of graphic images ....though, which may be inappropriate to some,
but they are critical to the strong message...

If you haven't seen this video ...... please watch it . . . .

And, if you have older teens . . . . . .   around 18-22 ... who are bombarded with the enemy's filth and lies . . . . this puts it all in stark contrast....

This is such a well done, clear presentation . . . of the situation . . . . (The Arrows: In the Words Of Satan"

As my wife had written on a little note paper last night, something she heard on the radio, "Once you've seen the truth, you can't UN-see it . . . and it matters!" . . . .

There IS only one way to go ....
Yes, we each have our unique details and story ....
But the portal is the same--there is only one key to unlock the confusion--then all starts being set aright .... the more you are out of the way .... paradoxically ... the MORE you actually start to BE!  for real .... !

God bless you and as Z says, GODSPEED . . . you to the Truth~:)!

Friday, October 28, 2011

As Those Who WILL Not See........

There are none so blind as those who WILL not see . . . .

Is it not astounding the sordid mess people will entertain in their minds--the confused jumble and relativistic nothing . . . .

Whereas, once you've been given the revelation, all is quite clear and that whole pile is not only no longer interesting, but actually becomes repulsive--the obvious lies, heresies and perversions, this is, in which many people swim and frolic about . . . .

But, too, I must admit an understanding and compassion, for I myself have been lost in the woods and wandered down dark roads and attached to diverse and strange philosophies and theories . . . .

Truly, it takes a vision, a revelation, which must be bestowed; otherwise, though you are intelligent, inquisitive, spiritually-leaning etc., you simply cannot, WILL not see . . . what is plain before your eyes.


Though, it forever strikes me to witness the same inquisitive people . . . have not one whit of interest or sincere curious investigation into my testimony, considering that I too have read hundreds of books, studied and practiced several quite different religions and spiritual "paths" intensely and sincerely and for full lengths of time . . . . Yet, it never occurs to them, as they throw old arguments and theories at me . . . which, I myself use to carry years ago, as if they were something novel and new where I might learn; whereas I recall studiously plumbing them YEARS ago, deeply, passionately, and ultimately found them wanting . . . . ?

Here, I think, is the "WILL" in the statement:  " . . . as those who WILL not see."

For ego is there and these do not want to humble and admit any error.  Myself, I was always willing to admit error, if I found a "path" or teaching was not "the TRUTH" because, I cared not what men or women thought of me, but I cared ONLY what God thought of me . . . and that no spiritual pride was going to keep me from continuing on to find the full and final TRUTH.

Those who WILL not see . . . are still too attached to themselves and THEIR view of things.  And add to this, the sorry facts . . . that familiarity breeds contempt and a prophet is not without honor save in his own country . . . and you will find that those closest to you, who ought to be the most receptive to the change in your life, once having found Jesus, oftentimes are the blindest to it.  For they cannot give up their past image of you and could never consider that you may have something they have not .  .  .   . Vanity, pride, ego . . . .

And it is THESE which end up blocking the revelation, the gift of sight, the clarity of the Word.  When blind, all they see is confusion.  Any road going anywhere as viable as another . . . . And they chafe at those proclaiming to have "found the truth" . . . mock them, scoff and turn away . . . . We have all experienced this.  It is part of the walk . . . .

It is a wonder to observe, this phenomenon, I must admit . . . . This being blind one day, seeing the next; though utterly convinced you could see when you couldn't . . . though the clear difference between the two, once you TRULY can .  . . . .  heh . .  . Of course, the blind says, "how do you know NOW you are not mistaken again?" . . . . And, I understand, from that p.o.v. this is a natural question, for all the forest looks the same . . . .
But once you can See . . . and Hear . . . . well, it is two different worlds . . . .

Matthew 13:13
  Therefore I speak to them in parables: because they seeing
  see not; and hearing they hear not, neither do they understand : : : Jeremiah 5:21

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Nanochems, Germans and Mr. Meat

or sooner...man these are strange, wild times....They chemtrailed the heck out of us here over the weekend and I still think they are at it because I woke up with the tell-tale sore-throat . . . . The other symptoms over the weekend, taking a quick poll of those who aren't zombies--and actually recognize that "they", "someone" is spraying us from the skies . . . . The symptoms seems to be the sore throat, junk in the chest, lungs, stuffy nose, water, burning eyes, PLUS the weird stuff .... like, aching back, joints . . . anxiety, sleeplessness, despair, memory loss . . . to name a few . . . . It really seems like they are going double-time lately, blocking? the skies with this mess . . . . Hey, while it may seem to some that I'm going off a bit on a tear in the "speculation" department . . . just note that my quick "hunches" . . . tend to panning out . . . . Re chemtrails, way back in the very first shows with Z, it was still a relatively new topic to some . . . and there was not a lot of analysis yet; I said I thought there was nanotechnology in them and that they were also tied to HAARP, to be able to activate people through the metals involved . . . and using frequencies . . . .

I've seen lately more and more research tending to confirm this insidious possibility....ie.:


"Electrically-powered nanorobots may tap natural electric fields already present in the body or may seek to acquire electromagnetic power from external sources."
"However, efficient micron-scale MHz-frequency rf antennas may still be feasible for individual nanorobots, as suggested by the following simplistic analysis."
"nanorobot cloud could communicate visual and auditory messages directly to the user"
http://www.bariumblues.com/chemtrails_nanotechnology_aeroso.htm
Isn't is something that so many people still haven't noticed the chemtrails or think they are just normal contrails?  Zombieland . . . . . .

Meanwhile.... wow, the dreamfield sure has been lively lately . . . . Full on demonic attack night before last. Such invasions have a different quality to them, the characters involved and how independent they act and their clearly evil-intent designs . . . . These are they who know they are doomed--have willingly, consciously, deliberately acceded to evil's will, and are very simply intent on causing suffering, chaos and, if possible, the destruction of others . . . . .

Last night . . . was a German in WWII . . . in a mountain, alpine town of sorts . . . riding in a motorcycle sidecar equipped with a water cooled machine-gun in running battles with enemy vehicles and planes . . . . The town was in dispute, a front line terrain . . . . PLUS, heh, dreamed about Glenn Beck . . . working on a project for him . . . and he confiding that he was having problems with some on his staff--looked like a break-up of sorts was on the way . . . some inner tensions going on . . . .

In the good news department . . . Sky got a promotion at his job.  It's amazing.  I am so proud of all my boys--they are such fine people, hard workers, kind, witty, honest and handsome.  (sorry, proud parent talk here . . . can be annoying, lol) . . . . But yeah, a few weeks ago, Sky, on his own, applied (on the last day it was possible to apply) for an opening position in the meat department where he works.  Ironic, as we call him Mr. Meat, owing to his body building focus . . . muscles . . . . Being deaf, his language is somewhat minimal, though always increasing . . . . Anyway, he got called in for an interview.  This is a very coveted position . . . especially these days . . . hundreds of people were vying for it . . . . He went into the interview . . . his cochlear implant happens to be broken at the moment .... saving money for a new head device . . . so he is currently operating at TOTAL deafness . . . . yet, he was just his honest, blunt, innocent self in the interview, and wow... he got the job . . .  . !
People were congratulating him all the next day.  He was baffled a bit.  He didn't realize what a big deal it was--how many people were in the running . . . the intensity of competition for such a position in this job climate . . . .
But slow and steady wins the race.  He has several times been on the verge of quitting that job, because of the stress, the head games of supervisors, his deafness putting him in awkward positions, mean customers etc.  But we kept telling him, No, don't do it.... hang in there . .. . press on . . . . reiterating how fortunate he was to HAVE a job these days . . . and that God had things in hand . . . and to persevere . . . . which he has, for four years . . . . And then this!  His first night was Monday night . . . . Lots of new responsibilities and important safety to learn . . . . He still doesn't have his cochlear fixed . . . so completely deaf . . . yet, he kicked butt, and loves it! . . . . Sky . . . the butcher . ... mr. meat....perfect for him . . . . Gets to pretty much work alone . . . lift heavy stuff . . . bump up his skill set . . . . Well, we are so proud that he pulled this off, all on his own . . . . . considering . . . it was not that long ago, about 5 years ago . . . he was really struggling, practically agoraphobic . . . no friends, would have panic attacks if we went out anywhere in public, thinking people were looking at him, making fun of him for being different, etc.  And we helped him through all that, guided him . . . and he trusted us and let us guide him . . . and he was so happy last night and excited about this new situation . . . . And he knows and prays thanks to God . . . . Some uplifting news in the midst of the other . . . . . .

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

A Roaring Borealis and my qmpdt

 I've mentioned the date 11-8 ... well, it's my bday for one thing ... so maybe the dark cloud around that time I seem to feel may just be related to gettin' another year older, though,  in general, aging has not bothered me; in fact have always kinda looked forward to it, though I'm not digging the achy joints . . . .
Anyway, Nov. 9 is also interesting, it being the day they do the weird new Homeland Security/FEMA takeover of ALL the airwaves for 3 and half minutes . . . .

I heard there was some red sky sailing going on last night for all the red sky sailors out there ....along with the roaring borealis (I know, I know, its AURORA... "roaring borealis" is a cool little play on words in the lyrics to one of my songs, "Broken" . . . I think . . . which talks about about strange sky signs . . . also like in the song "I Wanna Know")

3 years ago . . . on November 9th, 2008 I posted my predictions for the Obama years.  A lot of "folks" (as he might say) were still in a bit of euphoria over him being elected.  I know some people in my family were . . . all into the hopey dopey changey mind-f . . . . completely suckered and feeling so . . . so "intellectual" and "transcendent" and "open minded" lol . . . for having voted for a "black man" and utterly falling for all the hype and propaganda.  Of course, most of these types don't ever read or research anything and basically take their political philosophy from bubble gum wrappers . . . and hip-hop rappers . . . . But yeah, I remember the irrational exuberance there . . . just days after Barry's election . . . . and sadly, seeing some of my own family (not in the household, but extended and such) going all ga-ga over the Obomination . . . .

Yeah, I was mister wet blanket, danggit . . . . Just not gettin' with the program . . . . Crazy conspiracy kook . . . . mister doom and gloom not dancing on the Obama soul train . . . . mister cynic . . . pouring cold water on the hopey dopeys . . . once again . . . . .

Well, we are three years into this thing . . . and wonder how far off I was . . . (with a couple things still yet to unfold . . . . )

Below . . . is what I predicted on Nov. 9th, 2008 . . . . The Muslim situation . . . is interesting, as it can be seen to have gone either way . . . . I still think in the end, though it seems America is hell bent on toppling all the moderate Arab regimes and installing radical Islamists . . . and unleashing murder, rape and theft on Christians and Jews throughout the Middle East . . . nevertheless, I believe that sincere Muslims, of the more religiously/spiritually (not politically) minded . . . ARE actually suffering more under Obummer AND in the end, Arabs in general . . . will suffer greatly . . . along with everyone else . . . .


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Blog Posted 11-9-08:

 Brother Thomas' Quick Method Of Prognostication/Dialectic Trending  
("QMPDT")


--It is stated that Obama is the candidate of "change" ......
[thus, it is likely he will actually represent more of the SAME, only more extremely the same]

--The new leader is promoted to bring a new profound UNITY .......
[so, actually there will be increased and more vociferous DIS-unity--more factions more divided and more violently so]

--He is expected to clean up "corruption" .......
[there will actually MORE corruption and it will be more devious corrosive than ever before]

--We are told we now enter a "post-racial" era ......
[actually, race will become MORE of an issue, more divisive, more discussed, constantly in our faces and infused into every social, political and religious activity]

--We've been led to expect a decreasing militarization of the country, less warlike, even an end to hostilities with other nations ........
[look for INCREASED WAR and militarization of the country, MORE conflicts, and probably the inauguration eventually . . . soon of WWIII]

--It was proffered that the new executive would bring a lessoning of terrorist activities and acts ......
[now begins the long expected terror attacks on "the homeland", plus an increase and widening field of "terroristic" activities throughout the country and world]

--Many, tired from the ongoing flim flams of the current regime, and the dire economic turmoil, voted for "hope" ......
[we enter one of the most HOPELESS times in history, with great despair, angst, anguish suicidal tendencies becoming rampant]

--Many expect now that the country can "come together" .....
[look for the country to fly apart--to break apart at the seams, with secessionist movements breaking out on several fronts and the real possibility of civil war]

--The new admin. claims to be working to save, help, revive the middle class .......
[actually, the middle class will be targeted for destruction, obliteration, destitution]

--Objectives have been laid out to "bring people up" from the "bottom", "spread the wealth"....
[look for the people on the "bottom", thus, to be crushed further and for wealth to be concentrated into even fewer and tighter hands]

--Massive pro-environmental schemes are to be brought forth, to "save the planet" ......
[in fact, ironically, the new schemes will have an opposite effect, in toto with other schemes, and the planet will suffer more than it ever has before; there will be more pollution, more spills, more accidents, more waste, more devastation to the environment than before]

--The new regime has ambitious plans to "fix" the education system and provide for wider opportunities for the masses to be "educated".......
[probably this means that in fact, education, true knowledge and actual learning will suffer greatly, and less and less people will actually receive an "education" but more than ever will be "dumbed down" and their independent thinking abilities destroyed]

--We are to expect a "fixed" and greatly expanded health care system .....
[fewer people than ever will be able to get decent health care, and what system was there, will be thrown into chaos and will greatly deteriorate]

--The Muslim nations rooted for Obama expecting tensions and conflict with them to be largely decreased under his rule .....
[Islam will suffer the greatest destruction and attack, ultimately, via policies now set, than it has experienced since the Cursades]

--The new executive plans to deeply expand and buttress international poverty and disease relief .....
[poverty and disease will grow exponentially worldwide]

--We've been told that now we will get the "change we need"
[we will get the exact OPPOSITE of the "change we need"]

Monday, October 24, 2011

Just Over The Horizon . . . !



It could possibly be some of the most exciting news of the day.  Does God usually use the gilded and mighty--the polished and perfect and powerful through to speak?  Or have we found the meek, the odd, the outcast, the mocked and derided in the eyes of the world . . . where He finds the willing in the broken, the tossed aside, the thwarted, the "poor in spirit" (meaning those not so full and puffed of themselves, but those who recognize utter need and dependence on the Lord) . . . ?

Anyhow, I'm going to say it.  I find it startling, fresh and rare . . . and an especial word to be heard in these most dire of times--a word of hope and purpose and "remembrance" . . . .

A ready and needed gale of spirit blowing through The revelation . . . .

I am taking it as further confirmation of the positive visions discussed with Zeph Saturday morning.  Again, must say that was an unusual talk we had, which flowed and was (I believe) being informed in real time, in the Spirit.

My wife was at home.  I was with Isaac, out of town.  She had forgotten that I was going to do a show with Z that morning.  Last night as we were talking about something else it suddenly struck her, "Hey," she said, "did you end up doing a show with Zeph Saturday morning?"

"Yes," I said, "a long one, as it turned out." And I told her how Z decided to continue the back and forth after the usual hour time allotted, and we went on for another (15-20? minutes or so) stretch on the "live stream."

Anyway, she asked, "So what did you talk about?"

I started to describe how we got into the area of the millennial reign, of the sheer fulfillment of all yearnings, desires, wants . . . the "mansions" . . . how fantastic it will actually be . . . and reiterating the WHY of it all--stressing that there is GOOD and wonderful reason and purpose to this struggle . . . pressing on to the end etc.  And she got wide-eyed and grabbed me, saying, "no way! . . . this is giving me chills . . .  the hair is standing up on my neck . . . . "

I described a little more of the details and topic . . . and she said, dumbfounded, "Wow!  So I was basically hearing the show in my mind, then, because--"

As it turns out, at that very same time, that morning . . . as she was getting ready for the day, and was fretting, worrying about the challenges we have upon us . . . and the stress of life in general these days . . . and she was then prompted to think, "so WHY? .... Remember what this must all be for . . . " And she was giving a vision about how we have desires and aspirations and the loved ones in our lives . . . . She was shown a glimpse of how it would be in "heaven" . . . the "mansions" . . . and . . . well, practically WORD FOR WORD she relayed to me what God was showing her in answer to her wondering that morning, and it was virtually . . . word for word what I was saying . . . and Zeph was saying and confirming back . . . at that very same moment . . . . As if . . . the Spirit was speaking to us all for that moment, showing this hopeful, exciting, FUN, awesome, worship-inducing VISION of the "world" to come!

I mean, it was uncanny, to say the least, how similar--well near exact--her recitation was compared to what we were likewise getting into during the time of that show . . . .

I really think there is something here . . . to all this . . . to hear and to "remember" . . . this glorious future . . . now . . . to ENCOURAGE . . . .

Admittedly, I was somewhat rambling, relaying images, scenes . . . and partial visions of the thing . . . ie., the "castles" . . . the flora and fauna . . . heh, horses . . . . the estates . . . the grand buildings of judgment . . . .

But this confirmation from my wife . . . plus, Trish's relaying of what she was "remembering" and feeling which she told me there right after the show . . . . and Z's confirming and sharing his similar "memories", visions . . . well . . . . wow . . . amen . . . ! hallelujah! . . . .

Consider that you are a royal heir.  You are the child of the mightiest, most powerful king . . . in the world, in the universe even . . . . But you are on a dark and dangerous journey, which you must complete . . . a sort of banishment from the kingdom and the king's presence . . . . BUT . . . it is only for a certain allotted time, this separation and banishment . . . . And you know that, after the time period is up . . . you will be restored, or brought in FULLY . . . in to your father's kingdom as a rightful heir.  All that you must do . . . is persevere until the end . . . BUT THERE WILL BE AN END . . . to the dark journey . . . . And truly, it is really only a matter of years away . . . . Knowing this, can you not press on . . . for a short while, compared to the eternal reward?  A short time, and we are rightfully, through His grace and pardon, through our humble submission, IN THE KINGDOM having the time of our lives!

This is good news, friends . . . sisters, brothers,  . . . GOOD NEWS!

It is just over the horizon, drawing ever closer, every day . . . a little closer!  I can see it!  Echoes of this glorious future . . . extant in the Creator's omnipotent reality . . . are trickling in, a flicker here, a flash of light there, the gardens, the estates, the mansions, the beauty and love and adventure and holy entertainment! YES! HOLY ENTERTAINMENT for the sacred, divine pleasure of God!  In Who we are heirs!

Pressing on . . . .
Not too far to go . . . .
:)
brother, thomas

Sunday, October 23, 2011

Check Out

Ahhh, Sunday morn . . . coffee and Lakota Ann and Living The Circle of Life on KRCL, our local community radio station.  It's become a tradition of mine to catch a bit of her radio show which features all Native American music.  And it helps keep me in the mood and ambiance as I continue writing my book about a certain paleo-Indian character and tribe . . . tentatively called the Blue Moon Wolf People . . . . Anyway, it's a sweet, innocent and guileless show which is worth a listen if you are ever able, when it's on 7 to 10 am Mountain Standard Time.
http://www.krcl.org/living-the-cirlce-of-life/

After that is the long running "Sagebrush Serenade" which is also a nice break from the usual commercial garbage . . . which showcases some amazing bluegrass and folk music . . . .
http://www.krcl.org/sunday-sagebrush-sernade/

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What a last few days, starting Friday! . . . . I am just about to leave the hotel, head home . . . up here in Layton, where I've been with Isaac for the past two days/nights.  There is a conference which happens once a year Isaac looks forwards to for months . . . saves his money, pays for our room, and I chaperon him while he attends.  The timing couldn't be worse right now, with everything I am trying to deal with and stay atop of--the big scramble times a million--but he plans and dreams and talks about it for months . . . and his life is pretty dull and tedious for the most part, so . . . well, gotta do it . . . .
I did make good use of the time, while he is wandering about the conference, attending the panels and contests etc., where I was able to focus on continued research and writing on my book project....

In the midst of this, I did a show with Zeph yesterday, and I think it was probably one of the most . . .  unusual? . . . far reaching? . . . hah, some would say "imaginative" . . . that we've ever done. 
But time is short, and in these oppressive days, I felt like . . . and God encouraged that . . . we remember some of the WHY to it all . . . .  WHY it's worth the fight, the struggle, the persecution, the oppression etc.  (An unbeliever right here would say, 'what fight?  what struggle?  what persecution?'  .. . because they do NOT experience being AT TOTAL ODDS WITH THIS FALLEN DEMONIC CULTURE AND WORLD!
And, I know the legalists and certain gatekeeper types . . . will be quick to condemn what I talked about .... But myself, I can't stand those who suck the life and the joy and adventure and the wonder out of THE GOSPEL and it's broader ramifications . . . . I am well aware of the "Christian" pundits who scold and squash what they see as the dangers of talking in terms of "spirituality" . . . "personal experience" . . . "subjective revelation" . . . "mysticism" . . . "feelings" . . . etc. versus THEIR version of truth which is just a clinical, dry, barely intellectual, colorless, flavorless formula whereby ALL must be fit into some so-called "objective" recognition of the fact that . . . Jesus died for our sins.

I understand their fears of speculation, and agree that novelty and speculation and subjectivity UNTETHERED to the rod of Truth . . . is bound to lead to fallacies . . . . But, I think that for the most part, these are secretly control freaks  who want THEMSELVES to design and describe the "proper" and "authorized" approach to God and Jesus and the Word . . . .

Darn . . . I can hear the maids . . . the trilling and rolling Spanish approaching amidst vaccums and roller carts . . .  coming down  the hall . . . to clean room . . . time for checkout and gotta clean up and get outta here . . . .

God bless you one and all,
to be continued . . . .

Friday, October 21, 2011

The Jinn Is Out

This business of the snuff film of Gadhaffi and the craven bloodlust of the foolish talking heads and pundits . . . is ominous and sickening.  I remember when so-called "Bin Laden" (or whoever that poor chap was they off'd) was "taken out" feeling and seeing . . . that so-called "Obama" was going to start getting a taste for blood.  I knew it was a new turn and not a good one.  Then the assassination (again with no trial) of the American Al-Awlaki . . . .  What is happening is nothing to be cheering about.  Dark and lawless tyrannical precedents are being set.  Who's next?  How long until it becomes a regular thing to have "enemies of the 'Homeland'" whether withIN or without the country . . . being labeled . . . and then simply summarily executed by hit teams, no trial, no due process, all just based on the whim of the dictator? 

And the dumb, foolish Republicans like Romney and McCain . . . giving Barry high-fives over this!  Scary stuff folks. 

The whole spectacle is depraved, this public exultation at someone being murdered, regardless of their purported crimes.  Of course I know Gadhafi, like every other world leader, has plenty to answer for; but it should give pause that we are forging full speed ahead with a course of offending, toppling, killing, imprisoning our allies, while installing our enemies into power.

And, in every situation like this, surprise . . . almost immediately a genocidal pogrom , extermination of CHRISTIANS goes into effect. 

It is more clear than ever, what I have written for several years now, "it's over" . . . and we are just now in the "mopping up" stage . . . . What is happening is the front end of the inevitable "purge".  Eventually, many of the fools and dupes backslapping and cheering this sort of thing . . . will be shocked (if they even have the rare chance to see it coming) that THEY are going to be "purged" as well . . . .

Yeah, Barry has got his bloodlust on . . . . And once this thing is sprung--the hate, vengeance, the anger, the vindictive petulant murderous child within . . . well, the cork is off and the Genie, the JINN is out of the bottle here . . . and only getting started . . . . . Christians, Jews and patriots . . . . don't look now, but is that a drone on your head?

Thursday, October 20, 2011

WarShipGod



have you ever wondered if i'm holding back?  naw.... well, now that you think of it... it sorta seems so... but then, so what? . . . . life marches on and on... it would seem, day after day, . . . . . as if . . . there were actually one day after another INSTEAD OF THE SAME DAY over and over..... hmmmm. . . . .

But yes, if anyone happened to wonder, I hold back a lot.  I see it all.  At least all that is given for a man to see.  Which is not crazy to say.  I see through God's Eye.  Like we ought!  WHICH, of course, doesn't mean I DO or AM what God does or is.......... and I'm speaking in roughly relative terms...of course...... though, less than most would dare admit . . . . . for the pall of darkness in this place, combined with the wack-job that has been done to the modern human mind  . . . is . . . OFF THE CHARTS . . . . .


Meanwhile, happening to notice the little/BIG things . . . . .
Celeste, God bless her soul, I heard call the radio show one day before the communist may day, saying, " . . . and brother thomas, he says  . . . he isn't gonna hold back . . . he's going to say . . . . . "   And then I said . . . stuff like . . . well . . . what?   do you recall?  How sharp IS the presence of mind?  Or is it just another day, kinda dull . . . agitprop news flowing over like soma with the drugged air, wired mind frequencies . . . food . . . drink . . . sleep . . . work . . . interpersonal to's and fro's . . .  and then slumber again . . . . with a coating of vague historical reference . . . and voices on the air saying this and that . . . and plumbing websites exposing jews and masons and the new age  . . .. . . . .  . . .   . . . . . . .   . 

And celeste was right, I said it all, pertaining to the subject at hand . . . . and there isn't much more to say on that, though itching ears keep looking for more . . . while the food on the plate sits uneaten . . .  .

Oh, all in all,  I've mentioned gulags, end of free speech, no crossing borders, black-bagging in the night,. disappearing loved ones a-sudden . . . hanging bloggers from over passes . . . . commi riots in the streets, heads rolling in the suburbs, mao-eyed revolutionaries pouring over the border, buttons being pushed to start mayhem . . . . Been sayin' it for a while . . . . . . .
But la-di-da  . . . .
Wonder if I'm on a list somewhere? Ya think?
My so-called family probably think . . . hope . . . . To get me outta the way
With all this constant talk about God. . . . Jesus . . . God . . . God .. . .Truth. . . . Sin .... the Devil . . Lucifer. . . .  the Fall . . . Jesus . . . . Heaven . . .. self-love vs. God love . . . . ..
"shut the kid up already . . . "
they secretly hope and thrill at my struggles . . . . my suffering . . . . .
"Aha! Where's your God now?  . . . if you know so much . . . if you're so 'holy'! " and they revel in the suffering of the saints . . .
YEAH I SAID SAINTS !
Saints and children of the holy, ever living, eternal God of the universe!  CHOSEN!

Which..... well, pisses them off....
So, that's why they act that way . . . .
And, dagnabbit,
Our Lord is so pure and holy,
He requires that we continue to bless and love even these dumb, lying, thieving, dirtbags! . . .
So, :)
we do . . .  . .

Anyway . .    . . .
just felt like a ramble ,
and so,
did . . . .
WarShipGod
bro, t

(and L and A and L and R and ZT and M and C and you and you, thank you and I pray to God for you, that our angels . . . . )

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Some Reasons To Be/(Sideroads additions)

Ok.. below is just the added parts I put onto the "Sideroads (yh)" blog post . . . the clarifications (heh, if they could be called that . . . )  It's really more like some additional thoughts; probably not much clearer, though I continue working towards that goal :)

So, this addition I have already put in the Sidroads post, in different color and can now call that post complete, though not the ongoing topic/essay . . . which, I imagine will go on for a while yet until I feel I've rounded it off as much as reasonably possible and relevant . . . .

 Also, as often happens, in the midst of "darker" hours . . . when the externalities of life are practically impossible, dire . . . is when the Spirit comes a-callin' . . . comes around--hence, the importance of suffering and struggle and "direness" . . . in this life, this world . . . . :)
Anyhow, I believe (completely) that I was shown something yesterday and into last night . . . which is so interesting and uplifting and hopeful . . . for all . . . . And it even relates to this "mind of God/YH" topic in a way . . . . I am asking for, and trust to get more on this today, as I go about my work . . . but in regular prayer and meditation upon the Truth . . . and will relate it asap . . . .
Quick preview: It has to do . . . with all your deepest dreams, hopes, desires . . . wishes . . . wants . . . seeming needs . . . yearnings . . . memories of grandeur, of kings and queens, princes and princesses and cities of gold, worlds of gem and crystal and rampant flowers, exotic creatures . . . dignity, bliss, courage, peace, love, wonder . . . .  . !

Yeah? Yeah!  It is easy to worship . . . to WANT to worship God . . . . !

more in a bit . . . .

Meanwhile, here are new excerpts, isolated, but which are now in the past sideroads thingy .... :GB, bt

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The Gospel is a lot about presence of mind--not worrying overmuch about the morrow, but keeping attention of the soul single-purposed, neither being drawn left or right, but focused straight ahead on the person of Jesus--the straight and narrow way.  The enemy is all about diversion, distraction and tempting away from the holy course.  This is where being broken and surrendered--even YOKED to God is so critical.  For when self will is drawn away . . . via some seduction . . . to venture elsewhere besides on that solitary track which leads to the kingdom, then the soul is soon lost in the woods, in carnivals, in fantasy--lost in thoughts and feelings having nothing to do with the Lord, led astray, wasting valuable sacred time and energy.  And then others in the train are likewise tempted to follow, so here we have the blind leading the blind into ditches.  Such persons soon forget the light of truth, the way of the straight and narrow--now IT sounds like fantasy and they begin to doubt it was ever there, leading them.  Bright colors, sonorous melodies, pleasures in and on the flesh now become a cacophony, and the still, small voice of Spirit is crushed in the noise arresting sights . . . .

the reborn soul

(pierce the veil, pierce through, defeating the programmed self to burst straight to God!)

But not (dis/bi-locate) like you've been programmed to understand/experience it.  We've been given images of witches and shaman who do such things; but theirs is by a reservoir of self power, which they learn to harbor and control and will to locations, in service of dark lords of the air.

The submitted disciple of THE Master is likewise taken to other places, but within the Master's order and will.  The distinction is subtle but absolutely different are the two ways.  Within the will of God He leads the mind and heart and using the etheric material of what is loosely called "imagination" . . . actually, the disciple is shown and literally taken to . . . points in history, "locations" in the Book of Life, able to See and understand, for instance, the minds and hearts of others, as God sees and knows them, to a fair degree, such that, He may instill an interest in the days and time of ancient Greece--the speeches on democracy there; the internecine wars between city-states, the brilliant philosophers and vibrant personalities living in the midst of their pagan powers, gods and goddesses . . . or, He instills a love of all things Japanese, especially the age of the island's love of pristine, beauty-loving orderedness combined with the spirit of Bushido, of fearless samurai's with their Zen, poetry, iron-strict codes of honor . . . .Or, maybe there is fascination, interest in ancient Mayans, in the broad Zulu kingdom, in the misty, mysterious crag and moss haunts of the Druidic "doctors", or of the free-spirited, feathered plains Indians, or the cobblestone and lamplit fog of musty Sherlock Holmes' Londontown . . . .

More on this I have to write, as this just introduces and roughly describes, and does not explain the point I am here starting to make . . . .


But travels yes!  You crave and can be anointed to venture, as you were so created to yearn, for experience of/knowledge/understanding of . . . somewhat OTHER than self--than just YOUR sphere of self with it's self-contained history and mundane, presently "physical" limits.

(which such "time"--this "present"/now--is also a SPACE, a PLACE!

Monday, October 17, 2011

Scrambletown . . . and 'you r what u r"

Argh.. our internet was down yesterday when I needed to blog, frustrating timing . . . . Today, I'm scramblin'...and this week, oy . . . several converging issues to meet and overcome . . . . I know it's rough all over, and en route for more.  I still have so much more to say and share, barely have scratched the surface, heh... anyway, it's not in my mode to look for other shoulders, but a minor plea here for prayers and support, any help for a moment to blast through this bog, much appreciated; but totally understanding how it is for everyone right now--God bless you and thank you again for being here--sharing the walk...I have all intentions, with the Lord's purpose of fighting through until the end . . . .
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meantime, a word from thomas a'K . . . from the holy division of timeless truth . . . ever relevant, truth and spirit always NOW, present . . . for the receiving . . . . :

Do not rejoice unless you have done well. Sinners never experience true interior joy or peace, for "there is no peace to the wicked," says the Lord.  Even if they say: "We are at peace, no evil shall befall us and no one dares to hurt us," do not believe them; for the wrath of God will arise quickly, and their deeds will be brought to naught and their thoughts will perish.

To glory in adversity is not hard for the man who loves, for this is to glory in the cross of the Lord. But the glory given or received of men is short lived, and the glory of the world is ever companioned by sorrow. The glory of the good, however, is in their conscience and not in the lips of men, for the joy of the just is from God and in God, and their gladness is founded on truth.

The man who longs for the true, eternal glory does not care for that of time; and he who seeks passing fame or does not in his heart despise it, undoubtedly cares little for the glory of heaven.
He who minds neither praise nor blame possesses great peace of heart and, if his conscience is good, he will easily be contented and at peace.

Praise adds nothing to your holiness, nor does blame take anything from it. You are what you are, and you cannot be said to be better than you are in God's sight. If you consider well what you are within, you will not care what men say about you. They look to appearances but God looks to the heart. They consider the deed but God weighs the motive.

Saturday, October 15, 2011

To Kill The Prophet

To Kill The Prophet

I see all the wreckage that you left and it's blockin' out my scenery
You gave the keys to the kingdom to your dogs now the wolves got your hens
You've put your own family in the gears of your deadly machinery
But you've never met a stranger that you didn't love much more than your friends

La-di-da, you wanna save the world
Que sera sera, to kill the prophet
And abandon your little girl

You write a love letter every morning to your self and add a rose
You've got a couple hundred more in your drawers saying self is what you chose
You're stickin' to "The Secret" and you dream you create your own reality
Trouble is reality is showing you're an empress with no clothes

[perception . . . perception . . . . ]

To kill the profit, to kill the prophet, to kill the prophet
La-di-da you wanna save the world
Que sera sera kill the prophet
And abandon your little girl

You reap what you
Sow
He will know
What is in your heart
He won't buy your show


Now the prophet came down and told you that the world was in a mess
He preached fire and brimstone and told you that your life was but a test
You stuck your fingers in your ears and cried "no more"
"La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la, la
T.M.I, I gave at the company store"

La-di-da, you wanna save the world
Que sera sera, to kill the prophet
And abandon your little girl

To kill the prophet
To kill the profit
To kill the prophet
To kill the prophet
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yeah... some new music out, long distance collab with z and t . . . . Here are the lyrics.   It's a spirited screed against the psychopathic archetype under which it seems every lamb must suffer . . . .   based on a true story . . . a couple of true stories, as it turns out  . . . .This is a cathartic expungement--roughly what a fed up lamb might (and has, in some cases:) say to the psychopath--and I'm pretty sure there is at least one (psychopath) in every family.  I've noticed that as the forces of evil are growing ever more ubiquitous and belligerent and aggressive . . . the "psychopathic" methodology is become institutionalized, and now it's on the streets and eventually will go mob rule, like it always does, as the psychopath is a full-time manipulator, instigator, provocateur, "bottom up, top down, inside out" . . . . . . .

I'm not sure where are all the places it is available just yet ... some of you do and have already heard it ... It will show up here on the blog in a bit I presume like Rolling Back Stone . . . . .
{yh note . . . yes I have the additions to sideroads, and should have them added with the clarifications tomorrow, thx}

Friday, October 14, 2011

Kingdom Come



These are the fondest hopes . . . .

Can you recall as a child how you craved for a world of the fantastic?  There was the mundane world,with its laws and limits . . . pulling you down, holding you fast.  Then there were the worlds found in literature, poems, songs, "fairy tales" . . . .



A young fellow (7 years old) we know and who visits from time to time . . . whenever watching a movie or show depicting another age, when men roamed and hunted and fought on horseback . . . he pines plaintively "I wish I lived back in those times . . . . "  A sentiment I understand and commiserate with as well, as even in middle age, I find myself "longing" for the "days of yore" . . . .

This feeling, yearning . . . is similar to that which just wants to live in a different, more fantastical world.  My own children each have expressed at various times, "I wish there were zombies," . . . .

The infatuation with Harry Potter and fantasy worlds such as Narnia, Middle Earth, Gor, Hyperborea, Dune, Neverland, Pern, Xanadu, Xanth, Barsoom . . .and so on . . . denotes a deep, inner craving . . . which seems practically universal among all peoples throughout all ages.  Myths and tales and stories since recorded time have been handed down, showing an innate fascination with the possibility of there being other worlds, or dimensions, more "exotic", more thrilling, more wondrous . . . than the present world . . . .



There is also a deep sense within . . . which says, "I do not belong here,"  "this is not my world," . . . "I want to go Home," . . . .

And we want to live for forever.  Not like we are now, or in this dysfunctional world as it is . . . but we desire to live forever . . . in peace . . . in association . . . with those we love and who love us . . . .

And though human corruption and greed and evil's power has besmirched the notion, I suggest we also yearn for a king . . . and a kingdom . . . where justice rules with mercy . . . surrounded by the delights of childhood . . . . . .



In our hearts is placed a knowledge of the millennial reign and the new heaven and new earth . . . .

These are real . . . and somewhere, within the potential soul . . . a craving and desire and intent . . . resides, to propel us towards this future glory . . . which every day, is drawing ever nigh . . . . !

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Endgame Tactics

Some of you have likely already seen this--it's been around for a while . . . but if you haven't, you should check it out.  This KGB fellow describes very well the techniques being used for this final phase of the communist takedown . . . .

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Angelic Realms (there're no small matters)

I caught some glen beck on the radio this morn.  He's advising people to look for and get old books, especially those about the history and techniques of communism, because these books are fast disappearing and the horrendous stories of mass murder, theft, destruction, corruption, etc. which IS the real history of the collectivist/utopian/socialist/communist nightmare are being re-written, so that the uneducated, mind-numbed, brainwashed fools now agitating on the streets believe they are champions for a new day, a new system.  Whereas, it is old-fashioned, brutal tyranny and enslavement BY THE STATE that they are unwittingly fighting for.



I've been sounding the alarm to find and get the old books for a while.  Once they have all been destroyed, lost, disappear, then the only stories and analysis people will be able to get will be from carefully scrubbed and crafted re-interpretations (lies) found by a quick keystroke on Ipads and the internet . . . .



There are inner realms--territories "in the airs" . . . throughout the inner realm of the dimension where mind and spirit and soul traverse, even though one is still in a body.  Fighting, warring angels operate there/here and stake out areas which they govern and apply to . . . . This even includes geographical districts, though the two overlap, where, for instance, a fallen angel--an arch demon--generally rules over a geographical area.  There is one that covers Utah, connected to the cult of Joseph Smith/Moroni . . . for instance.  Many people (outside of and not controlled by the demon) have reported that nearly as soon as you cross the border into the state, you can feel a darkness descend . . . a heavy weight, an oppression, like an evil blanket, smothering, under which you must struggle to maintain good cheer and any feeling of lightness.  Those within the arch-demon's control . . . feel the opposite.  When they come into its realm, they are invigorated and fed by it and cannot perceive it for what it is.

Other places have similar overlords, attached to religions, cults, gangs, mafia, etc., and geomancy performed by wizards, witches, alchemists etc.



Within such strongholds of the wicked, holy and GOOD angelic agencies, persons operate as well and attend to the Believers, disciples of Truth therein.  A "5th column" of the Lord's own army reaches those who have given fealty to God, the Father.   And so, while being overshadowed by dark, powerful beings--who rule cities, churches, villages, towns, lands . . . even mountains and waters--the truth loving soul is able to yet exist and do (the Lord's) business inside the enemy camp . . . .

And this is possible because, besides geographical areas of control (by the wicked), the more important REGIONS of operation are of a subtler type.  And these transcend, slip by, avoid . . . and stay free of the blunt controls of the would-be dictators of a realm.  For instance, related to this seemingly pragmatic and mundane topic of finding, reading, protecting "old books" . . . there are angels who govern in the area of liberty and freedom related to earthly social, political constructs.  These would be they who were there influencing, guiding, protecting Washington and other founders; and who have inspired writers, philosophers, activists through the ages, helping to stem the tide of inevitable tyranny which the rulers of governments and industry are constantly seeking to establish, and would have completely, long ago, were it not for divine interventions at crucial moments.

NOTHING is small and "mundane" to these, and in fact, they work mostly in subtle and quiet, unobtrusive ways such as inspiring certain people to collect knowledge, history, to preserve records of truth, such as that found in the written word, in books, essays, nowadays blogs . . . . So, I say, the same angelic agency which impressed me to encourage this effort to find and protect and read "old books" is the same that is influencing beck, in this particular regard.  This whole subject is related to why different people, in different places, at different times . . . seem to hear from, and then relate roughly THE SAME "spirit", or communication.

This is a broad and intricate topic and I am only skirting the edges as I can in a few words, but the implications are fascinating and wondrous, and cut straight to the importance of BEING IN THE PRESENT--being guarded, BUT receptive . . . to the inspiration impressed upon we mortals, here in the earth, which comes from celestial agencies, straight through an ordered structure of "command", to the very throne of the King . . . . . .

Basically, my point is not specifically related to glen beck or saving America . . . but rather to recognize that there are beings who have been, and will continue to be, for ages here, administering to seekers and lovers of the truth, which truth leads straight to God, the Father, and that they operate in surprisingly practical areas, seemingly mundane, wherever you are . . . as the war against the truth is waged constantly, every minute, on every front, personal, social, political, religious etc. . . . And being attuned to this VERY PRESENTLY RELEVANT fact . . . helps the soul's condition overall, even if just in the way of some ongoing comfort, where, just as He notes a sparrow's fall and knows the number of hairs (or lack thereof:) on a head, He, through His messengers and angelic warriors . . . CAN BE, if you will let it, involved in what might seem to be small matters . . . of any living day . . . .



[yh note... I could write a small book expounding on some of the dense concepts relayed in the last yh post...but, in lieu of that, I do have some additional notes and clarifications which I just need to transcribe here so that that piece is updated and complete, within the ongoing talk on the matter . . . .and will post it asap...]

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Flaming Boulder Bombs, a dream

I haven't had a dream like this . . . so vivid--full color and coherent scenario and topical since probably the last I posted about the invading Chinese troops and the scene of the city college classes on "how to surrender" . . . .




It was night before last.  In this dream-vision my wife and I were out in a large field of amber waves of grain.  It seemed to be in our present city, down in the valley, in the south end where there are still areas of acres of fields, open space . . . .

We were walking somewhere when suddenly something caught my eye and I turned to see a basketball-sized boulder, flaming, streaking down in bursting into the nearby grass.  Then another, smaller landed yonder.  I looked up, and there in the afternoon sky, were more, one . . . two . . . several of these flaming boulders coming down.  My wife was startled, questioning expression.  "Fireballs!  Here are the fireballs!"  I said with mixed panic and excitement.  They are real, they are here! . . . is what I thought and conveyed in my exclamation.



We turned and started back towards where some buildings were about a quarter mile away.  Then, as more of these flaming rocks continued to rain down, we started to run.  I thought, "we've got to find some sort of cover," and made for a large high school or community center type structure . . . .

Still somewhat disbelieving that this was really happening, I paused to look up, scan the skies.  Now, real fear set in.  For, becoming visible at the high cloud level I could see more and some quite large of these rocks, most of them smoking and on fire, though plenty were just coming down as boulders.  They were starting to fall all around us, small and huge, from tennis ball to truck size, and coming out a bank of darkish grey clouds a whole shotgun-like collection of them, maybe 20-30, spreading out, glowing, flaming, smoking . . . . Indeed, everywhere I looked in the sky from horizon to horizon, the whole breadth of the atmosphere, the sky was increasingly peppered with these things, so that my heart sunk as I realized there was no chance out in the open to avoid being hit . . . .



We were running then, and I was thinking we've got to get at least two levels underground, under a building, to have any hope of surviving as it was clear . . . and already happening to some of the homes, sheds, stations . . . I could see in the distance, that these fireballs--rocks, would devastate practically ANY standing structure.

The whole time I was also thinking, wow, fireballs!  They are real and they are here!  Too, I had the sense that I was suppose to live and though I had doubts, it seemed an inner voice was telling me I would make it to the large community center building . . . which we finally did, rocks exploding all around and being hit by shrapnel . . . and the voice said find the basement and get to the lowest floor possible--everything above ground would be rubble, smoking ruins, but it would be possible to weather the violent, rocky bombs and survive . . . .



We were almost to the lower basement with this vague but sure sense of hope . . . when I awoke . . . .

I have had too many specific dreams and visions and premonitions and confirmations about this event to not expect its eventuality.  When?  I cannot say, though it feels . . . still a ways off in the future.  I suspect it may go like this: riots, police state, war, "peace", fireballs . . . . Though, too, when they do start appearing in the sky, it is very sudden and everyone seems to be caught by surprise.  It is not like anyone was expecting it and prepared and waiting.  It happens suddenly and is completely overwhelming--nothing to do but to run for cover and fast . . . . I might add as well, when I've pondered this dream, a thought has kept recurring . . . to wonder if these "rocks" . . . are really "rocks" . . . . ?  Could they be some type of devised . . . constructed weapon? . . . which LOOKS like boulders, rocks etc. . . . but is actually something intended . . . as a weapon, by human powers?  Fallen angel powers/technology? . . . . For instance, it has come to my mind to wonder if there might be a way to coalesce matter in space . . . through some type of chemical/alchemical process . . . whereby you could solidify molecular matter . . . into something resembling "rocks" . . . mineral composition . . . . by the tons . . . formed into thousands of "natural" "bombs" . . . so to speak? . . . . probably not, but I will just add . . . that this thought, question has entered my mind, as if meant to . . . . If there is any possibility to this, I would expect something in the news or some reported "scientific" development or discovery to pop up soon as a confirmation . . . . Something keeps telling me though, that these "fireballs" may not be . . . just asteroid/meteor-type phenom . . . but something else, devised, intentional to devastate . . . . .

Anyway, just sharing, fwiw......
Like I say, I don't generally feel led to relate dreams, except those that have this different quality to them--very vivid, coherent, pertinent, . . . and it is not the typical surreal dream where things morph and change and skip all over . . . . But seems to be a legitimate premonition . . . vision . . . .

take care,

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Sideroads (YH cont.)

[quite note--I don't have time to proofread this.... it was a fast and furious relay and now I must get going; but no doubt there are probably doozy typos .... I will correct these asap to a final version, plus probably some clarification..the words just came so fast and specific I had to drop everything and jot with my old, achy fingers:) as fast as could write, then transfer here, not worrying about grammar and the weird transition from poem to sermon to editorial . . . . And no, I'm talking like "mediumship" transmissions . . . channeling in the pre-placed TRIGGER current propaganda sense . . . BUT, rather in the sense of being open to the Will of God, as He speaks, humbly and simply to a soul, as He is wont to do . . . . ]










The Bride . . . . . receiving . . . . . focus . . . . . corruption . . . . . specific corruption . . . . .

The Now . . . . . presence . . . . . Kingdom of Heaven is at hand . . . . .

Anything that takes you away from that (The Bride and presence) is of evil.

This is why Jesus always stressed the impermanence of THIS world.
Which world?  The Gospel is a lot about presence of mind--not worrying overmuch about the morrow, but keeping attention of the soul single-purposed, neither being drawn left or right, but focused straight ahead on the person of Jesus--the straight and narrow way.  The enemy is all about diversion, distraction and tempting away from the holy course.  This is where being broken and surrendered--even YOKED to God is so critical.  For when self will is drawn away . . . via some seduction . . . to venture elsewhere besides on that solitary track which leads to the kingdom, then the soul is soon lost in the woods, in carnivals, in fantasy--lost in thoughts and feelings having nothing to do with the Lord, led astray, wasting valuable sacred time and energy.  And then others in the train are likewise tempted to follow, so here we have the blind leading the blind into ditches.  Such persons soon forget the light of truth, the way of the straight and narrow--now IT sounds like fantasy and they begin to doubt it was ever there, leading them.  Bright colors, sonorous melodies, pleasures in and on the flesh now become a cacophony, and the still, small voice of Spirit is crushed in the noise arresting sights . . . .
He said, Go to the world that is permanent:  The world of God, of Love -- which is where
you must first be, in a state of reception.
 
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Reclaim language while making a point to show triggers -- .  They wickedly produce language/thought/heart triggers in order to take your mind down a sideroad.  Which, note is focused--has the power of focus.

Focus combined with presence is where God is found, and where the devil resides too.  It is the battleground.
Focus should be set upon the Bridegroom.  But first one must be in a willing, receptive state, like a bride.
To use this metaphor conjures up smoke and fire within, because of the pre-placed mind triggers related to the "portrayal of women as (sex) objects", "marriage--roles between man and woman", plus now . . . the  stringently enforced "same-sex couples" issue.  The mind reels and goes off to a backroad, a sideroad, because the enemy wants you away from the MOMENT, the NOW, where you are to meet the Bridegroom.  The devil is an interloper, and would steal a mate, a "partner", stands between the soul and the Lord seeking to DIVERT.  And he chides the soul for seeing God as He is and mocks and derides, putting down your concept of "marriage", of the Love involved between a person receiving the Lord and the Lord's presence, taking over the soul.

Shouts of "patriarchy," "homophobia" are sounded intended to bludgeon using fear to restrain the soul from Seeing God, and then the reborn soul TALKING about it, to give It Witness.  When you See God, and especially The Lord, you must share--the news is SO good!
Of course you must use the language of the realm to try and communicate what being a Bridesmaid is all about; but THERE is the battlefield.   The demons are there seeking to control and divert, and use the language, through conditioning--long term strategic plan--to pre-place social, mental, civil concepts, memes, laws, morays etc.

Yet, the Truth is the Truth.  Which simply is, that you must be receptive, like the TRADITIONAL conception of man and woman, joining of souls, "I am My Father are one --be one with Me as I am with My Father,"

And THERE, in that world, where you are focused on reception, of relinquishing COMPLETELY to THE WILL OF THE FATHER . . . you maintain your focus TO BE; and then WAIT . . . . And He will arrive and SAVE YOU!

This is related to the YH, because in the YH, or in the mind of God, you are PRESENT, RECEPTIVE, FOCUSED ON HE ALONE, and ignore the haranguing of ghouls and fools and living zombies . . . the dead. 
And THERE, in THAT world, you realize that all of how you have thought before--the whole construction/matrix of your habitual thought patterns--has been FALSE and pre-programmed, and currently programmed desperately by the wicked and the Enemy . . . and so you must fight!  Fight through your self, but through your FALSE self, which IS this pre-placed construction (pierce the veil, pierce through, defeating the programmed self to burst straight to God!)

Now, you can fly.  Now you are entering the elysian fields on the outskirts of Heaven, the Kingdom.  And THERE, in that PRESENT WORLD, you find that the mind, the heart, the soul, spirit AND the mind of God all start becoming ONE!
Now you are able, through focus even, to travel time and KNOW other time periods, others' minds, the meaning of history--recorded events, as the Bible is a record . . . .

All things are present now, to God.  The last and the first, beginnings and endings, ages . . . . Incident to becoming one in the mind of God, with the Father, within His Will, is the ability to dis/bi-locate . . . .
Yeah, I said it.  But not (dis/bi-locate) like you've been programmed to understand/experience it.  We've been given images of witches and shaman who do such things; but theirs is by a reservoir of self power, which they learn to harbor and control and will to locations, in service of dark lords of the air.

There IS flying to and fro, but not like you conceive it.  Our minds have been pre-conditioned to not apprehend, to not understand current, REAL reality.  Triggers intervene, and then you are gone down a sideroad--can not longer see the Truth of a thing, for you are gone, on travels . . . the mind no longer ALIGNED with the Holy Spirit, Who is the Spirit of God, the Father, by Jesus . . . . The submitted disciple of THE Master is likewise taken to other places, but within the Master's order and will.  The distinction is subtle but absolutely different are the two ways.  Within the will of God He leads the mind and heart and using the etheric material of what is loosely called "imagination" . . . actually, the disciple is shown and literally taken to . . . points in history, "locations" in the Book of Life, able to See and understand, for instance, the minds and hearts of others, as God sees and knows them, to a fair degree, such that, He may instill an interest in the days and time of ancient Greece--the speeches on democracy there; the internecine wars between city-states, the brilliant philosophers and vibrant personalities living in the midst of their pagan powers, gods and goddesses . . . or, He instills a love of all things Japanese, especially the age of the island's love of pristine, beauty-loving orderedness combined with the spirit of Bushido, of fearless samurai's with their Zen, poetry, iron-strict codes of honor . . . .Or, maybe there is fascination, interest in ancient Mayans, in the broad Zulu kingdom, in the misty, mysterious crag and moss haunts of the Druidic "doctors", or of the free-spirited, feathered plains Indians, or the cobblestone and lamplit fog of musty Sherlock Holmes' Londontown . . . . 
More on this I have to write, as this just introduces and roughly describes, and does not explain the point I am here starting to make . . . . 

But travels yes!  You crave and can be anointed to venture, as you were so created to yearn, for experience of/knowledge/understanding of . . . somewhat OTHER than self--than just YOUR sphere of self with it's self-contained history and mundane, presently "physical" limits.

This is also, incidentally, related to the report I told about how I remember being able to practically BECOME an animal, in all the important senses (least of which is external physicality--the material machine-body), sense such as the Eyes and Ears of the Spirit, which Jesus talks about.  Having the Eyes to See . . . etc. . .  .

Likewise, we, as inheritors of our Father's Kingdom, are also able to wander the realm . . . FROM SPIRIT, THROUGH Spirit, which Spirit intercourses throughout all creation, past, present and future, but from within the eternal present, near the throne of God (which such "time"--this "present"/now--is also a SPACE, a PLACE!

Traces . . . of His power and Kingdom are felt, even in this fallen state, so powerful is His being and omnipotent, present everywhere, RESPONSIBLE for it ALL!  He will close ALL gaps; He is the Author of The Story.

Such things, are a foretaste of the beauty and the glory and fascination to come!

Saturday, October 8, 2011

Smarter then Steve Jobs (the Holy Spirit "App")

I don't feel it is a little thing.  Rather, it strikes me as millions of little digs at the Lord--a symbol of the middle finger pointed directly at God.  One of the more subtle, but still explicit symbols of rebellion against the Creator, saying "screw you, God . . . I side with the serpent.  The serpent is the light/knowledge giver and I will flaunt the devil's way in all I do and I will spread the logos of rebellion to every household, to millions of children and their parents.  Go Satan!"



This is what I feel whenever I see the Steve Jobs' Apple/Macintosh logo.  Eve's apple with the bite of sin taken from it.  Luciferians, Mormons, witches and Masons/occultists in general believe that Eve's rebellion against God's commands was a good and necessary thing in the end.  Knowledge, self-will, the ways of the world . . . are humanity's great adventure and glory, and only by disobeying God is mankind released to EVOLVE into godhood.

From my point of view, it would mean roughly the same thing if the Apple logo was an upside down cross or a pentagram . . . . Reveling, promoting, extolling REBELLION is the message.  And the god of this world rewards those who spread his cause, which is REVOLUTION against the created order.  Revolve and evolve, the religion of CHANGE . . . . Hope and change . . . . Keep everything in a constant state of flux, supposedly evolving to something better . . . is the (vain) hope.

While every two-bit dictator and garden variety thug knows that . . . so long as things are in an uproar, in chaos, confused, then the "change-agent" is able to step in and divert, direct the people towards a secretly planned objective, all the while mesmerizing the herd into believing they are being led to a better place.  But the devious director is actually just a criminal with criminal objectives, what are to steal from the sheep and lead them to a pen where they can be fleeced and controlled . . . .

And I wonder, amidst the accolades for Steve Jobs--saying how important his innovations and inventions were, which transformed the way people communicate, operate and spend their time . . . . Is it all really an "advance?"  Is it a great thing that millions of people, especially the youth, are hourly looking at their devices, entertaining themselves and one another . . . constantly distracted, pleasured by diversion . . . ?  While, the brutal reality envelopes on all sides where, for instance the country--all countries--slide into loss of freedom, loss of private property rights, loss of sovereignty, plummeting into grueling slavery of debt with ever increasing police state measures and loss of privacy exploding at every turn?  The children twitter and facebook and play games and text away . . . while a global prison cell is being built all around them . . . but they can barely notice, so distracted and obsessed they are with their wondrous technological gadgets?

Is this all a great blessing from Mr. Jobs?  Where few now are able to sit alone, meditate, pray . . . in silence, observing their inner thoughts and heart, but rather must now be constantly titillated by ever-more amazing toys?

And I heard that SJ, once he found he had cancer, began to think about death and realized it is an important reality, this . . . death thing.  Finally, it occurred to him . . . that . . . no matter what sort of "dent" he "made in the universe" (which he said was his goal in life) . . . in the end . . . DEATH is waiting to take you, him . . . away.

I have been a long time advocate . . . of recognizing death . . . . How much smarter it is, to realize DEATH . . . BEFORE . . . you get the cancer call!  For we all have a sort of cancer--a built in self-destruct mechanism, which start ticking to its ending point . . . the moment you are born.  Why not think of this early on in the game?

Then, perhaps, as you ponder logos for your company, you might not be inclined to pick one that promotes the serpent in the garden, eh?  Maybe you start earlier, rather than later, the search for ULTIMATE truth and meaning . . . and DESPERATELY search out just WHO IS THE TRUE GOD around here, eh?

Hey, better late than never, to face one's mortality.  But I am far more impressed . . . by . . . the humble, little soul . . . struggling out there . . . for instance, who read this blog . . . WHO HAVE FACED THE INEVITIBILITY OF DEATH and have determined TO FIND THE TRUTH in this life . . . and then seek to please and relate to the CREATOR, honoring HIM . . . extolling JESUS . . . sharing CHRIST . . . reading THE BIBLE . . . rather than providing millions of distracting gadgets emblazoned with the symbol of Adam and Eve's SIN and rebellion, eh?

It is available for the meekest, the humblest, the less than brilliant . . . to be smarter the Steve Jobs . . . right NOW!   By recognizing . . . DEATH . . . NOW . . . and then finding the ANSWER TO DEATH, which is the CREATOR, (not the serpent) and the sacrifice of His Son, Yeshuah, Jesus Christ, and submitting to HIM . . . . Not "evolving" . . . . Not revolution . . . . But RETURNING to the perfection that God created and which is inherent ALREADY within the soul of every BELIEVER.

There is an "app" for this.  It's called the Holy Spirit.  It's free.  It's already been upgraded and beta tested!  No need to wait for the new edition.  It/He is UNCHANGING.  Begun and Done.
Praise God! :)
your friend, in peace,
brother thomas

Friday, October 7, 2011

Seek Only The Honor of God

He who gives himself up entirely to enjoyment acts very unwisely, for he forgets his former helplessness and that chastened fear of the Lord which dreads to lose a proffered grace. Nor is he very brave or wise who becomes too despondent in times of adversity and difficulty and thinks less confidently of Me than he should.

He who wishes to be too secure in time of peace will often become too dejected and fearful in time of trial.  If you were wise enough to remain always humble and small in your own eyes, and to restrain and rule your spirit well, you would not fall so quickly into danger and offense. 

When a spirit of fervor is enkindled within you, you may well meditate on how you will feel when the fervor leaves. Then, when this happens, remember that the light which I have withdrawn for a time as a warning to you and for My own glory may again return. Such trials are often more beneficial than if you had things always as you wish.

For a man's merits are not measured by many visions or consolations, or by knowledge of the Scriptures, or by his being in a higher position than others, but by the truth of his humility, by his capacity for divine charity, by his constancy in seeking purely and entirely the honor of God, by his disregard and positive contempt of self, and more, by preferring to be despised and humiliated rather than honored by others. thomasAkempisImitationOfChrist

Thursday, October 6, 2011

Warm Tortillas and Full Faith Future

First snow--a few inches overnight, and cold, in the low 30s faren.  An early snow.  They say this is to be one of the worst winters on record. 

I was heating tortillas, cooking up a pot of chili, chopping up onions and chili peppers, last night and said off-handed to me wifey, "I can't wait to have a body that doesn't ache."  Lately, the past few weeks, some sort of tendon/joint thing is going on, especially around my important right elbow, which arm is pretty much responsible for my meager but consistent livelihood.  Isaac punched it a while back, when he was on a "chi" kick believing (and me encouraging him, like I am wont to do) that he had some resident kung-fu chi power . . . and we often spar around the house as we pass in the hallway, kitchen etc. . . . but I've wondered if he didn't cause some nerve damage . . . in that arm . . . OR, its just "painter's elbow" . . . combined with getting older and arthritis runs in the family . . . plus all the other joints, back etc. that every morning, I can't believe are going to operate climbing ladders, scraping, cutting lines . . . but they do, after warmed up . . . . Heh . . . gettin' old is kinda funny . . . and annoying . . . .
Anyway, there in the kitchen I said that, and my wife said something to the effect, "you think we will have bodies . . . ?"
And I said, "Oh yes, absolutely.  I have no doubt.  Spiritual bodies, but they will be earthy too . . . with all the best components of these bodies but . . . the perfect age . . . Sky will hear . . . we will feel good all the time . . . . You know how you want to feel now but can't?  That craving  . . . that we all have is there, because it is real, in potentiality right now, but put there in us, because it is something we can and will have . . . and there will be a new heaven and a new earth . . . and we will be together and will reminisce over the days gone by . . . . I have no doubt whatsoever . . . that this is so . . . which is why I never get too upset or anxious about things currently . . . because it's like this:   It's like we know we have a trip--a vacation scheduled in the future; a wonderful, perfect trip to look forward to . . . all paid for, waiting . . . it's just a matter of time until it arrives . . . so in the meantime, I can put up with anything, and know that it's just a matter of years away . . . . I totally, absolutely believe this--believe it . . . KNOW it . . . that this is so . . . . "

And then in a sad Napolean Dynomite voice, my wife says, "luckyyy....", or the old stand-by when I go off some hopeful, full-faithed rant, in a country-bumpkin voice, she mutters, "well, good fer yoooo . . . . " and then we chuckle, and I continue, "no really, I have no doubt . . . no fear whatsoever, . . .  it's going to be great!" . . . . "good fer yoooo....." [which phrase comes from a time I relayed to my wife once, when I had been preaching to my good friend, an ol' country boy and agnostic "Jimbo" about the celestial hopes and faith and excitement I had in Jesus, he looked at me, good-naturedly chagrined, and said, "well good fer yooo...." And we laughed about that ......

Anyway, it's true, lol.  Despite all the current struggle and strife, I really do have an undaunted faith and knowing, beyond belief, that there is a great and immense and joyous afterlife waiting . . . with new bodies, amongst friends and loved ones, forever . . . . !

Peace in, peace out . . . .
brother t

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