Thank You, Old Stories, And A Given Message!

 First off . . . THANK YOU . . . for your GODLY timed, inspired--yes, I dare say that! Praise God!--encouragement!....hearing my own cry in the winds and wilderness of the swarming, swirling times.

I'm not one for telling tales of woe, complaining, "fishing" . . . nope.  I am grateful every day, regardless the challenges of life. . . . For one thing, I haven't really ever expected anything less, since a child when I recognized the world I was in.  "Not my world, I want to go Home", I use to write in poem, song, artwork, since early grade school.  I use to sit alone, many times, on a hill, in a park, looking at the beautiful sunset, in my soul, melancholy, bittersweet, feeling as a "stranger in a strange world" . . . "take me Home" . . . "I do not belong here" . . . there must be a mistake. . . . BUT, as I matured, I knew there was no mistake.  This is God's will and I (as able) humbly bow down and accept, no regrets, no excuses.  

 And then I found myself thinking, last night, today, what can I give?  What more am I able to give for such friendship, help. . . ?

  I recall some early childhood fantasies, dreaming. . . . One was where I imagined and designed in my mind (I was around 9 or 10 yrs old--the dreaming time of young life) . . . and thought, hmmm, if I had lots of money . . . I would have a big old, shabby looking old Victorian-ish house in an old city neighborhood--it would look disheveled on the outside, a bit overgrown (although keen eyes would note that the plants and wild foliage were quite happy and well-fed/watered/loved). . . . Then, however . . . if and when a friend or whoever . . . came inside . . . would find it would be a well-kept, loaded-with-treasures, very fine, clean well-appointed and extravagant treasure-trove of appreciated antiques, antiquarian books, art, great food etc., available and alive. . . . ALSO, the other fantasy was something like being "the secret millionaire" . . . where, I would have some sort of inheritance or whatever in the bank . . . and I would go out into the streets, disguised, shabby . . . led by The Spirit . . . and enjoy finding needy, unexpecting people in the usual hard times . . . and give them a surprise boon.  I use to fantasize about that . . . imagining if I were in that position to do . . . what a blessed, fun time to have, doing that!

Heh.  I always had the sense that that wouldn't probably happen.  Although, I will say that me and my wife have done miniature versions of that all through the years when able and when opportunity has provided.  

Well, and sorta funny related sidenote re "philanthropic" impulses. . . . When I was 24 . . . married, two little boys . . . involved with one of the most technologically advanced movie/music sound studios in the country . . . as Head Engineer/Composer etc., I decided to meet with John Browning, seeking funding for my big personal musical ideas (John browning of Browning Arms Company--yes, THAT Browning company who made all the guns and stuff and then got into oil).... 

ANYWAY, I sat across the desk from John . . . me, rocknroll haircut, rocknroll boots, full of myself, idealistic, full of energy and ideas, pitching my music and philanthropic ideas, lol.... I told him that I thought private prisons and animal refuges would be a good investment ( BUT DONE RIGHT!--IN A GOOD WAY!) it could be a nice way to take the money made off my cutting-edge music/creative ideas, productions, and put it to a GOOD use! ...... He chuckled. . . . Then he said, "why would I want to do that?"

Yeah, I was full of hutzpah!.... Young and bold and idealistic.  Him? Old, tired, decadent, (though funny, smart  I will say) . . . . 

So, I could see he was not interested in spiritual or Godly purposes, and so, I asked him, "So . . . then . . . tell me, just curious . . . who would be YOUR basic "spiritual" or intellectual polestar?"

He chuckled again.  Him in his little black suit and bow-tie, 10am meeting in his office there in his Ogden mansion with the Japanese servants. . . . He was amused.  After a bit, he said, "hmmm, I guess, Bertrand Russell. . . ."

Because I've always been a reader, I knew what that meant.  I immediately thought of BR's (icky) book "Why I Am Not A Christian".

I knew then, yeah, we are "oil and water".  

Anyway, there was a bit more involvement for a couple years, but, he was pretty well shot by then.  Enervated . . . too long decadent and Godless . . . not one for Spiritual objectives in this world.  Instead, he was interested in cornering the market on the technologies to utilize "shale oil" somewhere in the ocean near Australia. . . .

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Lol.  Sorry for the excursion down memory lane.  That suddenly tangent story was not what I was thinking of giving. . . . Perhaps it has some value somewhere, I don't know. . . .

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What I MEANT to say . . . and what came into my mind, Given, when thinking of something I could give . . . is simply this, this is what He said to share:

>>Look into the mirror.  Look into your eyes.  Hold the gaze.  Feel His Presence.  The eyes are truly the window to the Soul.  Look into your own eyes, in the mirror.  Hold it.  Feel His Presence.  He is here!  HE IS WITH YOU ALWAYS!<<

. . . . that is what is was given to give at this time. . . . It feels a bit awkward, embarrassing. . . . Do it anyway.  He is with you always.  He is close, closer than you ever imagine, ready to talk, to guide, to comfort. . . .

 

Humble And Grateful To The Last "enth"

 Well, and a shout from the "under attack". . . .

Whew... I live a bit on top of a mountain, and it gets the wind sometimes, sort of like a fierce canyon wind; where the north and south winds collide and the canyon-esque chunnel can sweep hard and piles up, sweep LOTS of snow. on top of that which is also falling down.  Snow-drifts! They get 5 feet tall, blocking your doors and driveway! Which you discover at 5 AM. . . .

We've had a few intense winters up here.  This one takes the cake.  I know, some are in tornado alley, others are in a flood plain--a real horror is in targeted fire zone!

. . . . BUT, not to be left out, we're getting hammered with tons and tons of snow.  More than an old dude can barely handle. And snowblower broke couple weeks ago.  SO, having to shovel, pretty much constantly.

Well, and furnace died, but we managed a temp fix on that, so at least no freezing. . . 

But yeah, it's nuts up here.  Easily 10-12 foot high snow banks all around, such that I can barely toss the snow overhead--there's nowhere to put it!. . . .

And wifey .... well, she needs a somewhat suddenly emergency dental surgery.  Jaw-bone where the tooth (use to reside) has . . . deteriorated.  So, yikes, implant "cadaver" bone to build back up, then . . . then . . . well we'll see.

Yeah.  Keeping the faith, as ALWAYS . . . tough times, I know, all around!  I'm not one to complain or air too much troubles.  I'm grateful for every day breathing and still physically able to keep on keeping on. . . 

Never deter, never get too downtrodden, I don't.    

This life is a tough, assaulted-all-along-the-way run. . . .

I've really never put too much stock in having a good time here, in this fallen "world". So am never surprised.  Plus, I know what the evil, wicked, degenerate, demonic forces and living dead entities are and have have been planning to decimate the Good,

However,

I believe in the World To Come.  I believe in GOD, in Jesus, in The Holy Spirit . . . and still experience and witness HIS protection throughout, and PRESENCE amidst the suffering.

He said, "if you love and serve me, you will suffer, but I suffered and took ALL OF IT, for YOU! And I'll be with you always!" 

And I believe that.  

To my dying day.

Praise God!  Grateful.  Humble and grateful to the last "enth"!

(lol, I'm not sure what an "enth" is.... but it popped into my mind as I'm writing this, so I'm gonna go with it!:)

AND, thank you for your fellowship/support, always humbly noted and appreciated.  I know it is not easy for anyone.  [Well, there are those that get their "heaven" now .... but hell later. . . . THEY seem to be spared at the moment.  BUT this is just a moment in God's plan of things.  PATIENCE, PERSERVEANCE, STEADFAST, KNOWING, HEAD-DOWN BOWED . . . and relationship with HIM is where it's at!]

God bless you always, thank you always, taking care always, GOD RULES!  And we will see that blessed day of rest I dare say!

More From The Hidden Files Of Love Of God

 "The love of this world is the chief of all errors, and the best remedy for the believer in the matter of his faith is the detachment of his heart from the love of this world, and the detachment of his heart from the love of this world, and if he accomplishes that, the renunciation of this world seems a light thing to him, and the search for the world to come becomes easy to him; but he cannot attain to detachment, except by the right means, and I do not say that the right means consists in poverty and lack of possessions and much fasting and prayer and pilgrimage and warfare for the sake of God, but rather, in reflection and the cutting short of expectation, and returning to penitence and purification, and the abandonment of self-glorification by the heart and adherence to humility, and preoccupation by the heart and adherence to humility, and preoccupation with the fear of God, and continual sorrow and much concern with Him and return to Him."

[--from my one-of-a-kind files . . . There have been and still are . . . "saints" of sorts . . . who love God and express their experience within His grace and majesty. . . .]\

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passing on tips :)

 

Full Spectrum Survival

 Full spectrum survival.

Total war is going on.  It has been since The Fall.

Degradation, subterfuge, fallen friends and family (like you) are impinging on all sides.

We are under assault from so many angles . . . it's as if YOU NEEDED A SAVIOUR!

You do.

We do.

So, how does one navigate, cope with all the mayhem and corruption (within and without oneself?)

Well, and there are so many details, things to take care of . . . people, friends, family, casual acquaintances, working day-to-day--where, it's apparent everyone is also under multitudinous attack....

It is indeed daunting.  Blessedly so, God willing!.....

The sheer effort and physical necessities impinging, combined with all of the emotional and spiritual dislocation and upheaval, practically, everywhere you turn, live . . . and then, at the very least, just needing to keep "life and limb" together. . . !

There is only One Way.

One must adhere to and hear and cleave to and submit . . . to the TRUTH of The Only Way--which/WHO leads to FULL SPECTRUM SURVIVAL!  As in, when one is assaulted on all sides, including the fallen in the midst (including yourself) and all of the wicked and ages-long machinations of the evil one. . . . Well, you MUST have a defense!  AND . . . it is also an offense!

We are being hammered from all sides.  I know this. You are experiencing it.  There must needs be (IF GOD IS REAL) an answer! 

Those who Believe . . . Know there IS an answer, and succor, and safe haven within the raging storms.

Doing "this or that"--various tricks of thought or practice . . . falls vacuous. 

FULL SPECTRUM SURVIVAL is where it counts!  

It is simple--beautifully simple, yet most difficult to find oneself graced in to. . . .

[There is a divine mystery happening between being "chosen" and also "choosing", I am fascinated by!]

But I'll tell you this.  Hell is real.  If you've seen any sort of glimpse, you "wouldn't wish it on your worst enemy" . . . assuming you had one. . . . Anyone who has been graced with the horror of the sight, tells you the same. . . .

Full Spectrum Survival  . . . is GOD!  Is The Lord!  The Saviour!  HE will sort out all the craning and impinging evil which is nonstop.  Yes, you will constantly be distracted.  The Enemy never sleeps while he/it/she/they/legion have/has their/its time to cause the ruckus.

Of all the various attempts to deal with the ongoing, ubiquitous, insidious onslaught . . . there is ONLY ONE . . . HOLY AND TRUE WHO can and will get you through the mess!  You don't need to deal with each individual attack from this or that side.  You just need to be submitted to and loving and engaged and humbled and accepting mercy from THE ONE TRUE AND ONLY GOD!  

From HIM . . . you will find FULL SPECTRUM SURVIVAL!  And by SURVIVAL, I am meaning SURVIVAL! IN THE ETERNAL, PERFECT SENSE, which you inherently KNOW and righteously crave!  

Going HOME!

Lower Soul, Higher Soul (Old Writings) SOUL AT REST

If I'm nothing . . . I'm an inveterate reader, semi-scholar. . . . My personal library is, I dare say, impressive, re its breadth, depth, width, highs, lows, inspired, Word, scriptural, intriguing, historical . . . and I could go on.  Let's just say, I've been reading, and continue to, for a long time now.  I've got, and continue to read "classics" and also, because I'm a collector of sorts of printed knowledge, various surprising rare and hard to find books (nowadays).  I collected them early.  I knew that the printed word would be under attack and subverted and, as digital took over (AI) . . . these would be some precious refuge and interests and possible helps, if not mere sharp entertainment. . . .

I've predicted some (at the time) things that seemed "far-out" and almost impossible to imagine . . . but which are now par for the course.  In that same sense, I am not feeling too far out now to suggest that I wouldn't be surprised . . . if THE WRITTEN WORD . . . at some point in the not too distant future . . . becomes A HATE CRIME . . . A FORBIDDEN KNOWLEDGE . . . REGARDLESS OF THE CONTENT>!  Because . . . all "approved" will be "virtual". . . .

But I digress. . . . :)

Anyway . . . here is a clip of one of my many treasured books.... 

--OF COURSE not "treasured" because it takes the place of THE WORD! . . . but . . . because . . . well . . . it is old, interesting and rare . . . and I think somewhat inspirational in the context of seeking God. . .

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"It is this lower soul which finds its pleasure and satisfaction in sin, which ceaselessly contends with the higher soul and is full of desire, always awake and attentive to that which means its own destruction in the world to come.  Its chief joy is in what is abhorrent to (the) Lord, while that from which it turns with aversion is what He desires; the lightest of His commands is burdensome to it, and it flees from Him, rebelling against that which would lead it to eternal salvation. 

This rebellious self . . . compares to a beast of burden, and like an animal which is at first wild and untamed, it must be trained by constant discipline, in order to become of use to Him who is its master, so that he, in his turn, may carry out the Will of that greater Master, his Lord, and since this discipline will mean the ultimate salvation of the self as part of the whole man, it is an act of compassion towards it. 

Slowly and reluctantly the self may be brought under obedience, from time to time still struggling against the compulsion brought to bear upon it, and seeking the accomplishment of its own desires and rest from discipline, yet by degrees subdued by the constant pressure brought to bear while the higher soul gradually gains the upper hand, and it becomes the soul reproachful, for therein the higher nature is waging an ever more successful war against the lower, until at last the victory is achieved and the struggle is over.  

Devil and his hosts have been routed and the lusts of the flesh no longer make any appeal; the soul has become captive in complete submission to the Will of THE LORD; it has attained to ... and has become the 'soul at rest'."

Always Back In The Saddle, God Willing

 I'm back! ... Well .. never left.... Just lotta jenky stuff goin' on.... 

For one thing... weird stuff going on just trying to post stuff here especially... 

Somehow, thank God . . . I've managed to wend my way back into being able to post here. I love this place! It's been solid for over a good decade so far. . . . But yeah, as expected, "they"/'It" are trying to make it more and more difficult for the Truth, may it be, God willing . . . to be shared, expressed, among The Faithful!....

Nevertheless, I've managed to get back to being able to post. . . .

I suspect--as I'm experiencing close to home, and as I observe amidst my work getting about the town...clients, friends, family etc.,...--times are hard and getting harder.  Me?  I'm fighting all the way through, come what may, not surprised, at least, heh :)

Anyway,.... glad to be able to check in here and continue to share, commiserate (in a Godly way) what we are in the midst of and ongoing. . . .

Praising and loving GOD ALWAYS!

.... back with more asap, God Willing!

Thank you Anon :) Word Cutting Thru The Storms!

[Thanks for these verses from comment re last post addressing. . . . ! Gonna repeat it here . . . because, utterly, totally, perfect verses to deal with the subject.... !]

"We demolish arguments and every pretension that sets itself up against the knowledge of God, and we take captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ."  --2 Corinthians 10:5

"And pray in the Spirit on all occasions with all kinds of prayers and requests. With this in mind, be alert and always keep on praying for all the Lord’s people."  --Ephesians 6:18

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It's like shouting to each other . . . in the midst of a raging, hurricane level storm on the tossing seas. . . .

Somehow, the purpose, the message cuts through the gales and ghoulishness within these torrents!  

Praise God!  Such comfort! . . . while the demon-hounds howl, the winds drowning out all material sound . . . nevertheless . . . the message goes forth! POWERFUL ABOVE ALL!  IS THE SPIRIT OF THE LORD, OF GOD THE FATHER OF ALL!

His Word, His Verses CUT THROUGH THE RAGING CURRENT AND ACCRUING STORMS! ! !

Psychotronic Assault Via Soulprint

 I'll be back with more on this. . . .

But for now, just saying . . . I believe some intense skullduggery is afoot in the mental/brain/mind/heart/soul realm. . . .

I know, in general, that goes without saying.  But be extra careful and aware with your transcendent Spiritual mind (who oversees the more "material" mind) to note . . . that there may be thoughts and dreams and impulses, which you would normally just take for your own (fallen self type AND even seeming exalted type). . . .

I believe (through experience and witnessing and analyzing From Above) that supra psycho-tronics are at play right now, more than ever.  I've written of it before . . . warned of a type of Rwanda effect. . . .

Each are being targeted, being honed-in on, according to one's type--individual "soul print" (which includes dna, memories, emotional frequencies, impulses, thoughts, unique "soul-print").  And we know why.  It is just what I thought, saw coming years ago . . . the "tri-partite layering"--the intended semblance of The Trinity, in effect, but WITHOUT GOD, or rather, at the behest of the "would-be" god, the evil one.

Yep.

Not to frighten.  Just sharing my, over time and most recent, observations and experience.

[I intend to delve and describe and try to help with more forthcoming.  It's a doozy!]  

BUT, if your soul can Hear this through the psychotronic assault I believe now underway with wildly increasing ferocity and intent . . . well, then you Hear me.  

As a Child of God, I dare say, there will ALWAYS be a part of you that transcends what this psycho-technical assault is attempting to wrest. . . .

I see and know many under attack (most do not recognize it or would ever even begin to try to comprehend it).   

Anyway . . . it's a looming new threat, amidst all the mundane, material, day-to-day assaults and ubiquitous pressures abounding.

[sorry if sounds a bit vague and wordy.  It's really not if you read between the lines. I hope and pray to be able to expound more and properly going forward as Allowed and Given] 

Just be extra aware--almost suspect--these days of "your" thoughts, impulses, dreams, emotions etc.  And by "be extra aware" . . . I'm just saying . . . go to that awareness place that is transcendent, Saved in the loving arms of God!--Your saved Spiritsoul!  

Our bodies, minds, hearts, here, now . . . are under siege . . . in ways that you once only imagined if ever reading old "science fiction" stories and plots.  

AFTER MORTAL DEATH...? Where ya at?

 Ya know.... 

Just freewheeling thinking here, like I find myself doing, amidst day-to-day family conversations, life experience, knowledge of Scripture, personal experience/relationship with GOD. . . . 

Lately, I've been Apprised of the central issue:

Attention.

 Attention. {def: notice taken of someone or something; the regarding of someone or something as interesting or important.}

Pretty much I continue to note . . . that the suss of The Fall--Lucifer getting big ideas--and all the whining and complaining . . . boils down to a perverted need for attention.

Problem comes in, when the creature (having been Magnanimously GIFTED an ego, a personality, unique individuality, opportunity in the time-ridden material realm, to live in GOD'S Creation--well, it starts thinking it DESERVES it!  The creature becomes beset with a sense of entitlement and privilege.) 

The fallen ego ("it")  FORGETS that it was gifted, given, graced, mercied, granted, blessed . . . with even the very basic bottom line of EXISTENCE, LIFE--WHICH IS A HUGE THING!  AMAZING!  YOU LIVE?  YOU EXIST?  How did that happen?  Did you do that?!!

Well, it is astounding, and you know it is, in your soul heart, spiritual knowledge!  Don't pretend you don't!

Anyway . . . Lucy (the dedicated intended supra-spiritual psychopath) is there in early pre-heaven, feeling and thinking of himself/herself/itself (the Baphomet) as:  "HEY! I'm the most beautiful creature, angel--talented, charismatic etc., etc,  being EVER! Why can't I get all the attention!?" (oh she's mad! lol).

And then he/she/it . . . starts getting madder and boiling resentful--forgetting, somehow, that he/she/it/they/blah/blah/blah WAS CREATED BY GOD FROM THE FIRST PLACE!)

Well . . . and this is why I fear (in the proper Holy way) and revere and am ever awestruck . . . by God--because, He DOES let the fool hang themselves/herself/himself/theirself/itself/blah/blah/blah  . . . such that they/it/he/she/them/blah/knucklhead etc., GETS: "hoisted by their own petard" ["victimized or hurt by one's own scheme."]

HENCE (re the dumb attention addiction). . . why there is all the pressure . . . and lure . . . and tech etc.., to engage, imbibe these days in "social media" . . . where everyone is basically saying/doing: "LOOK AT ME! LOOK AT ME! I NEED ATTENTION!"

ATTENTION.

Yes, indeed, there is something about "attention".  

Energy. Focus. Purpose. Point of reference. . . . WHERE IS YOUR ATTENTION?!

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Problem is (for the vainglorious)----HE IS THE FOCUS AND ATTENTION AND HONOR AND GLORY AND LOVE APPOINTED, PURPOSE AND DESIGN, ALPHA AND OMEGA, END-ALL-BE ALL--IT AIN'T ABOUT YOU! (It's not about you.  It is about GOD! If you grasp that, then, if granted, you'll find yourself infinitely blessed to be a part of His realm, His Kingdom! Praise God always! Don't find yourself resentful, pissy, smirking, waiting, tapping fingers, weak, subverted.)

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IT IS ABOUT GOD--THE CREATOR!!! NOT YOU!!!!!!!!

Thus, Lucifer fell.

Thus, so many other knuckleheads do as well, as they forget--those who never knew, and those who ignored and didn't respect, and didn't righteously fear GOD THE FATHER OF ALL CREATION!

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It's a fool's paradise . . . for a minute here, in this time-ridden, mortal realm. . . .

Oh, but YOU know!  Time goes fast!  We're all getting older.  We're all gonna die. We're all going to END UP . . . SOMEWHERE!

WHERE?

WHERE DO YOU WANT TO BE after the reaper hacks you down?

Do you believe in fairytales? 

Do you believe in GOD?

Do you care?

Truly, there is (in my experience) NOTHING more meaningful . . . and poignant . . . and OBVIOUS . . . than to (as much as blessedly able) doggedly (prayerfully) determine WHERE YOU ARE GOING AFTER MORTAL DEATH!

Jus' sayin' :)