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| april 2016 |
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| Finis | 8:28am tuesday, 26th april |
It was almost gone. I awoke and they were all almost closed off, all the cartoons, the angels, the people—they were diminished, at the corners of my mind’s eye, barely there. But then they did come back… some of it, at least, not full blast. It’s been quite better since I started myself on fish oil. But not quite yet, not yet had everything completely receded, not yet am I what would be called “normal”. Tantalizingly close. Oh—and I found out where these people exist, whom I thought were they those we meet in dreams. There was at a point in the past where a certain part of the “realm” I was in contact with fell away, and all the evil people who inhabited that part were now gone. So what place do they inhabit, the living and the dead alike in these visions of mine? Joan of Arc figured it out: it was Purgatory, “an in-between place,” which being in-between, can reach many other corners of all the places that are in the Halospace. And all of it, all of it was so close to being all gone.
You know what happened? I found myself. In this way: all the people I saw, I knew they were not the people who were on earth, or had been, so where was I? Joan of Arc was about to enter Heaven, and I showed up. And then she left me to go be with him. Bodes well for my future, no? And the next day it was as I said above. Jeannette (what Joan wanted me to call her) would pop by a few times after that, until one day I was told by someone that they were gone off with each other, her and my future self—and they would not be returning. And then happened what just may have been my last intense vision: previously, I had only seen the War in Heaven end in piecemeal: now I saw how all the pieces fit together in a flash of progression. And then there was a little housekeeping, dotting those i’s, crossing those t’s. Then as I woke up I saw it, a tunnel in my mind’s eye back to a normal consciousness, my consciousness, as I had before this all started. But first, to get used to the idea, the Lord shut me off from everyone. I am alone, if not yet fully healed.
And this is where I leave you. I know I will get my consciousness back, now. Maybe tomorrow, maybe in a little while, but I have fought the good fight. I have finished the race. Peace be with you all.
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| march 2016 |
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| Fate | 2:50am thursday, 31st march |
I’m probably going to leave this site soon. Details to come.
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| Alpha | 5:20am wednesday, 16th march |
The world knows what it is like to come so close, and not to reach the intent. The world knows it well. And we, if we are part of that world, we learn a simple lesson, then: life goes on. We are all of us called to do what we can, with what we have, in the moment—not to wait around listless for better times. And just what is it, what is the best of us, the best that we can do, no matter what conflagration or journey or lull, symphony or tournament or library event? It is the simplest of the simple. Love, of course. Be not but love, do not but love. In this is the wisdom of the soothsayers. Even if you were to be angry, be angry out of love. Be sad out of love. To be fearful, be fearful out of love. For it is anyone's existence, anything's existence: love is all there is. If you truly want to be, you must love. For there is nothing else. Love. There is nothing more.
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| dreaming i | 12:21am thursday, 3rd march |
and i, dreaming i
at a height where rhythm cannot reach
a heart that sings when it breaks
a head in the snowfall blur
(i love her most when she's about to leave me)
and i, dreaming i
i traveled to a place that wasn't a place
where light forgets itself
where the darkness flies at dawn
(in a winter's night, you are my sole star in the sky)
and i, dreaming i
at the music of a distant ocean
i find myself a breath away from the moon
mixing stars in my drink
(how solid is the impossible anticipation)
and i, dreaming i
dust to dust, but it is stardust
tasting light traveled a billion years
in fire my atoms were created
(in death i return to every energy i lit afire)
and i, dreaming i
folding up the world and sky
too long i have wondered
what it must be like to awake
(for am i dreaming i, walking forever and forgetting)
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| february 2016 |
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| struck | 7:11am tuesday, 23rd february |
i am struck by light
time like a dream, hovering
i stopped existing
i forgot the name i used to have
the candle of time drifting
meaningless these spaces
i see right through them
there is no other side
everywhere is here
beyond where time becomes space
endless stories beginning
spinning plots like cotton candy
of childhood sweetness
of adamantine memory
of centuries passing in an hour
it's all just a movie
nobody really dies
the world is saved daily
but then the pain is still real
to sing the blues still earned
and love, in silence a prayer
higher than time
brings me forth from the void
to capture a certain moment
and i am being born and dying
remembering the future
the movie being filmed
i smile for the camera
and then i vanish
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| Legend 9 | 1:57am wednesday, 17th february |
In the end, the Lord will sit as Judge, and those whom he does not know will be cast into the SECOND DEATH in the Lake of Fire. The wages of sin is death. The damned will be burned into nothing; pain is given no victory by being eternal outside of Heaven. And Death will die, and there will be no Hell. Satan will be no more.
That End is far off, indeed. The Beginning is near. Repent! For justice Has begun to reign in the material world, if only a toehold. The poor shall be lifted from the dregs and given a voice. The oppressed will have their day, and their oppressors will experience defeat and disgrace. Think not that the Lord tarries in his return, and so we may treat our servants as if they mattered nothing. Split open a block of wood and he is there. He is everywhere, right now, and his is the essence of justice. Do you not see how the world is changing? How it has been changing? Fear not. We have always already won. There is a truth, and it is on our side, friend. Do you as yet not perceive? JESUS CHRIST IS LORD. And the Lord has always been with us. Amen.
(fin)
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| Legend 8 | 11:12pm friday, 12th february |
Science has just begun to scratch the surface of what is practical and possible. Which has been responsible for a great deal of the new Age that has come, is coming, and is to come. We are nowhere near the end, and the prophecy can be said: THE BEGINNING IS NEAR. The Last Judgment ultimately to come to let us progress for the next 30, 40, or 50 thousand years in the Age of Gold. Before the foretold tribulation, the dark times before the Lord bodily returns.
God, in ancient days, was manifest in the ways that the world could accommodate Him. One must remember that the wyrds that formed the world—among the wheat were the tares, and with good there was evil, with life there was also calamity. How things were is shown in Job, where Satan was the one responsible for all the evil, yet when God reveals Himself to Job, He mentions him not. God takes all responsibility. Thus it was until the Lord, Jesus Christ, came into the world. He is the Logos, the only way that any may be saved—for he is the only way anything, anywhere may work, at all. And he has overcome death, to grant immortality to those whom he will. And in the Cross, our God’s true nature is revealed to the world: GOD IS LOVE. There is no higher.
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| Legend 7 | 5:41pm tuesday, 9th february |
When Satan was cast from Heaven, a part of Heaven (ruined by evil) was cut from the main body and thrown into the earth, that manifest in the unseen world, so that this became what people call HELL. It is a dream kingdom, a dark shadow of Eternity, but with a beginning, and with an end. Satan and the rebel angels draw power from this Hell, and so they bring it with them to exert influence in this world of solidities; and Satan has been called the prince of this world because his dream kingdom trapped the world in this Hell, in the BLACK IRON PRISON. This was the Iron in the Age of Iron, whose face in the world is called the MACHINE. Christ has freed us from the Prison, inside us and outside us, thus shall the Age of Gold begin to commence.
The signs of the Gold is shown by the fact that now we have finally understood what are basic as human rights that all people should have, in democratic governments, and we take to heart the rule of reason. Right over might. The advent of equality is humanity’s saving grace—at least that we have it as an ideal, even as we work towards that and the other ideals of what an Age of Gold can mean.
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| Legend 6 | 3:25am friday, 5th february |
The WAR IN HEAVEN began when Lucifer sought to kill the Logos, and replace Christ as the Son of YHVH, the sacred name which means, “HE WHO CAUSES TO BE”. Meaning that, as there is only one God, the Son of God has His same nature, meaning that he is God. But as then Lucifer was Evil, that would have meant that Evil would have been the Logos, the means by which anything anywhere had any function. For this reason, to prevent an eternity of horror, Satan and those third of the angels who had turned were cast from Heaven. MICHAEL and his angels were the responsible agents, though others had their part. But that there was a war at all meant that the wyrds of the dark were within the possibility in the story of the world. And so we have the world we have seen in history, and which we see today.
When God spoke to us, before His Son showed us his revelation of the Father, He spoke necessarily through a veil. But what was that veil of unknowing? It was that Eternity was yet far from its manifestation in the material world, notably, how the War in Heaven would affect the meaning of things as it was being fought. Even when the Son was in the world, Eternity was still far, though he alone could pierce the veil, to the true nature of the Father. But it now begins to materialize, not the New Jerusalem after the Judgment, but the work the MESSIAH had been foretold to bring about: the Father’s will done on earth as it is in Heaven, as the Age of Gold. As Christ was two days in the earth, doing his work to defeat death, so has the world been two thousand years in shadow (which we have had it described are like two days to God)—a gradual awakening from the Age of Iron. And the machinery of Iron to be dismantled.
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| january 2016 |
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| Legend 5 | 6:12am wednesday, 27th january |
One last name of Sin is CHAOS. In Babylonian myth, she is called Tiamat; in the Old Testament she is called Rahab: her body is the primordial watery “formless” chaos from which the world came to be. This was done out of grief for the one that was lost, irrecoverably. The spirit who never had a chance. This world, deep in its structure, is a remembrance of her. For Lucifer knew what the Logos must do when he conspired to sin, having been so close to the Source, and he knew that such events are never undone.
“In the beginning, God created the heaven and the earth. And the earth was without form and void, and darkness was upon the face of the deep. The spirit of God moved across these waters. And God said, ‘Let there be light,’ and there was light. God saw the light, that it was good, and He separated the light from the darkness. The light He called day, and the darkness He called night.”
This was the beginning of which it was said the sons of God rejoiced in its making, the angels. One imagines that if they indeed had been there when the foundations of the world were being laid, that they all would have had some part in it. In the story of the world, there are “wyrds” that make it up: words weird, using the old definition of weird, concerned with destiny. An angel was a wyrd, the angels defined the potentials for being that was in the world. And the Wyrd prime, the Logos, who is Christ, he was the way by which anything that came to be came to be. For all that is is made of information, and the Lord and his angels are the meaning behind it all. As when there is a gold standard for the currency in some land. And the best story wins.
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| Legend 4 | 1:37am saturday, 23rd january |
It was thus that SIN began to be, also known as Error, or Pain: the daughter of the DEVIL. In a cruel twist, the light, the life of what was to form would have experienced excruciating pain from the start, which would only have increased, even second by second. Understanding this, the Lord ordered that she should be killed, that central monad of Sin, that which was the looking out, and we mourn for her to this day. The shell of her still acts as though it were alive, for the essence of the living darkness still had the spirit of evil imbued in it. Sin is the one of whom it is said that she is dead, and giving birth to monsters.
Then Lucifer, now Satan and Evil, bred with Sin, and their product was DEATH: the son of Satan and Sin, the son of Evil and Pain. He is also known as the ANTICHRIST, and the daughter is also called, BABYLON. Before this, Death had never been a thought, throughout the whole of Eternity. And before Evil, there had never been any of what might be called “wrong”, anywhere.
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