‘Backlash’

 Backlash
  
 He's† coming
His† fierce wrath
 –a warning
that will steal your laugh
  
 He's† waited
as you gently
took your bath
 seeing you
enjoy your treasures
He's glad
  
 His† simplicity‒
 riddled with an interesting sass
 if you fall too far behind
on the graph
 He† has an unwavering strap
 administered by
a father's unconditional love‒
 in a dash
 giving you a chance
to bounce back
 from your deep, darkened nap
  
 but you haven't read
the telegraph
 you haven't heard
the endless knocking raps
 you haven't heard
the crash, the clash
 or the blast
 you haven't even heard
the slush
 of His† slow drag
  
 instead
you waddle like an ass
 pretending to celebrate
honor His† flag
 while others...with a bat
so willing to bash
  
 round and round
 lap after lap
 slowly distorting Him†
in every class
 mixing it all up–
 commoners can't even grasp
 leaving it all
to be given in mass
 not willing
to take on the task
 –it's all been a trap
  
 the mark of the beast–
 will be an easy lash
 they will be willing–
 without any wording sass
 let alone
a flame from a shiny blast
  
 how to measure gullibility–
 the strength needed
to cure this rash
 will take more
than attending a mass
 or around waist
wrapping a sash
  
 in the mind
will come the nag
 –a played-out invisible rag
 strange thoughts
making a face sag
 doubt...oh! how nasty!
its constant drag
 heaviness and confusion–
 mixing it all up in lag
  
 there's a better way to combat
 this dark invisible rag
 –powers hidden
once sealed–
 too high to be grasped
 it's now time
to bathe in its vast
 opening it up–
 the vaults...down...smash
  
 mind for mind...slash
 taking control back
 before the Lamb† comes
in a flash
 open up for a higher stash
 –sorting through trash
 with an energy in splash
  
 yes, He's† coming
 a warning in passing
 a chance to be given
for a new class
 a higher way
fighting in blast
 a choice in self's brass
 –thrive in eternity's musical jazz
 or fall in evil's
forever fire-pitting trap 

(August 24)―Wow! is how today began. A jolting out of bed at 4 a.m. to write. I didn’t want to get up. Three times I was literally jolted out of bed. I finally got up and I’ve been writing ever since. That’s what I’m suppose to do: keep writing.

I mentioned in a few writings that I’ll eventually have a section on here about my meditation journey…it will either be in a category or an entire section to itself. All I know is that I’m on an extraordinary journey and I’ve been on this journey for years now, only this time it’s elevated, and I’m to share the entire process here.

I was warned by some to not talk about this, that it will open myself up to evil. I’m sure I’ve mentioned this already. The One who has been guiding my way for a good 10 years now says different. So, I haven’t been stirred wrong yet. It’s been down-right scary at times, but I haven’t been let down. So, I’m not going to ignore now. I’m told to write…I’m going to write.

I’m learning pretty much as I go…all this meditation and what is the meaning behind the things I’m experiencing. I had to look some things up, and I’m guided to what I find if that makes any sense. The visions. They are not exactly a total surprise to me because for years, I’ve had dreams that told me something or actually came true. A lot in fact came true. Others were messages of sort to me, but I was an infant and didn’t understand them fully. There is so much I have to write, and I will as well as do the videos…I’m just well into this meditation journey currently…and for days I meditate with little breaks. Today was unusual for me in any normal sense of the word, but with the visions I’ve had and written about and the date that came with those visions, it’s not really surprising.

So, I’ve had these dreams throughout my life, as well as the ability to sense spiritual beings, hear them, smell them, and feel them touch me. I’ve seen one actual spirit years ago…a little girl. These experiences are well documented in my books. You really do have to open your mind to understand that the spiritual rem is real. This is nothing new to me. Meditation is…and I’m finding it to be extremely interesting.

Smoking. I smoke cloves. Yesterday was my first day in the quit-zone again. I’ve been experiencing a lot of pain during meditation and the third eye is trying to burst open and that’s painful as well. The third eye…I will discuss more in a different atmosphere than this here post. So, I did some reading and read that the drugs in smoking materials trap negative energies in the body. I’ll say that when I started meditating, I receive a number of impressions of my ashtray. Message clear. But I’m hard-headed, so I had to suffer a bit for the message to sink in.

Welcome. I had to do a little conversation with you before I get into the meat of this post because I’m traveling a bit out of my sect with the ideas I discuss here, so bare with me. The reason why I was jolted up at 4 a.m. this morning: Write. I had not a clue to what I was to write about, but I did receive some quick visions to tell me…and I’m going to share them here.

Prophecy. That is something I didn’t sign up for. The visions I’ve had, which I posted every detail of them here, came totally out of the blue as the next one I’m going to share with you. I know that I’m going to help others heal. I’m not going to heal. I’m going to plant seeds to help people find their way to healing. When I received the (whatever it is that I receive when I write…I’ll just call them messages as well) messages that I wrote about in the last 10 posts on here, it’s begun, sort of, to confuse me. I knew the writing for the healing from the 5 stages of grief had come to a closing. I knew after the events earlier this year that there would be a 13th book and that this book was the conclusion. Okay…that’s what I knew. Since then, I’ve been shown differently, especially this past week because of the events concerning the visions.

I love the Lord, for He heard my voice; He heard me cry for mercy. Because He turned His ear to me, I will call on Him as long as I love. The cords of death entangled me, the anguish of the grave came upon me; I was overcome by trouble and sorrow. Then I called on the name of the Lord: ‘O Lord, save me!’ The Lord is gracious and righteous; our God is full of compassion. The Lord protects the simple-hearted; when I was in great need, He saved me. Be at rest once more, O my soul, for the Lord has been good to you. For You, O Lord, have delivered my soul from death, my eyes from tears, my feet from stumbling, that I may walk before the Lord in the land of the living. I believed; therefore, I said, ‘I am greatly afflicted.’ And in my dismay, I said, ‘All men are liars. How can I repay the Lord for all His goodness to me? I will lift up the cup of salvation and call on the name of the Lord. I will fulfill my vows to the Lord in the presence of all His people. Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His saints. O Lord, truly I am Your servant; I am Your servant, the son of Your maidservant; You have freed me from my chains. I will sacrifice a thank offering to You and call on the name of the Lord. I will fulfill my vows to the Lord in the presence of all His people, in the courts of the house of the Lord—in the midst, O Jerusalem. Praise the Lord.―Psalm 116

I underlined sometime between 2012 and now the following line: I will fulfill my vows to the Lord in the presence of all his people. As you can see in the entire Psalm above, this line is mentioned twice!

Then it hit me hard! Yes, I made a vow to the Lord. Back in 2012 when I couldn’t pick myself up off the floor, I finally gave in to the Lord’s constant write that He had been sending me for years. I threw my hands up and said, ‘Okay, I’ll write! Do with me as You will!’ I had been writing plenty before this…not nearly the depth of what He was to show me once I said that out loud! And the second part of that declaration…well, He did.

There are many writings throughout my books that reveal these two things that I said to the Lord: That I would write whatever He needed me to write and that He could use me in however way He wanted. In ‘Erasing of Doubt’, found in Book 11, I write…‘in the sound of found, in His hands, now—I’m bound.’ That’s just an example. This relationship I personally have with the Lord has confused the hell out of people along the way. Basically, I believe, it is because they don’t understand the 5 Stages of Grief. They think they do, but if they truly did, they wouldn’t deny me in any way. They would have understood my journey.

So, I spend a lot of time alone. This has been getting to me. In meditation, the second vision that I was actually put into…meaning it became personal, was Jesus showing me that I was not alone in my suffering. I received this very detailed vision two days ago. Yesterday, I spent all afternoon crying and complaining, out loud of course, to God. This is how I talk to my Father now. Out Loud! I had forgotten about the vision. Not because it wasn’t important. But because I’m trying to rid my body of nicotine and my female cycle hit me all at the same time. So, this morning I was briefly reminded of this vision, and I’m going to share this powerful vision with you.

Before I begin…I’ve met Christ. Whatever…I know there’s this…I can hear it…snickering. I’ve met Christ. I’ve been sharing my meditation with a friend of mine from India. He told me that I need to get a Master. I told him I already have one: Jesus. And, yes, He has confirmed this. I also met my spiritual guide, David, which I will write a lot more about, and I have a spiritual team: Mom, her mother, and two old friends: Paula and Rachel. They all tell me exactly what to do. Believe that or not…it is both fascinating and confusing. So this vision I’m going to tell you came after my frustration.

My Crucifixion Vision: It’s outside. It’s hot…in daylight. It’s dusty and dirty. I’m looking down, but not far, so I know I’m kneeling. Jesus is laying on the cross. They haven’t nailed His hands yet. Then I watch a square nail being hammered into His hand, then suddenly I’m pulled inside of Him and it’s His body on the cross, but I’m looking from His eyes and feeling part of what He is feeling. He does not allow me to feel what’s on His back, but I am aware that it’s moist. He doesn’t allow me to feel what’s on His head, yet I’m aware there is something there. The scene of the men moving His arm to the board to His right, as I seen while kneeling, starts again, but this time I feel His arm as my own. Then I see the same scene, but I’m looking to His left. He doesn’t allow me to feel anything except a deep energy in the palms of my hands, but I watch as they make the initial entry of the square nail. Then I feel briefly them lifting His legs and stacking His feet, but it’s like they are my feet, too. I feel the awkwardness of the position they put His legs in. I don’t feel the horror, but I know it is there. Then suddenly I am looking down at this crowd barely conscious. He doesn’t allow me to feel the pull on His body as they lift Him. Then for the shortest of time, I realize that it is only His hands and feet that are secured to this cross. The realization of what that means was…..there are no words. Then I’m not in Him anymore. He is not on the cross anymore. We are in this village. I notice we are all cleaned up. He is ahead of me. His hair is black…and I think how society has His hair color all wrong. His skin is dark like a really, really dark tan and the white long gown He’s wearing makes Him look darker. The gown looks like it’s made of cotton. It reaches His ankles and it’s long-sleeved with a very large cuff by His wrist. It looks very comfortable. We are on a street. I looks either like a stone street or a dusty street, but the color is sandy gold. The buildings around us are the same color, but a shade darker. He is walking ahead of me and I am not sure if I’m to follow Him. I’m thinking, ‘This is the Lord! What do I do?’ There are 3 buildings: One on the left side of us, one to the front of us and one to right side of us. The street or very wide walk way makes a T at the end of the 2 buildings on either side of us. I feel as if it is my choice to follow Him or not. I decide to follow Him. He then turns around and looks at me, gives me a smile (as if He approved of my decision), and with His left hand beckons me to follow Him. He turns to the right, so I follow. I don’t know how far we walked, but suddenly we entered an open door to the building on the left of us down this part of the walkway or street. It is a wide door. And it’s an airy, very comfortable room. Straight ahead there is another open wide door. There’s a rocking chair at an angle to the right of this other door, facing outside. There’s a woman sitting in this rocking chair. She is also wearing a white gown. She has long black hair and part of her hair is over her shoulders draping on her left arm. Her hands are on either side of a very pregnant belly. Her fingers are spread wide as if they are protecting her stomach. Jesus is standing not far from me, but in the front of me to the right, half turned to me. His head turns to me from looking at the woman’s stomach and smiles. He then brings up His right hand to waist-level and puts up two fingers, indicating that the woman is pregnant with 2 babies. I heard Him say without seeing Him speak, ‘You are not the only one who has suffered.’

That was the vision. During my crying and complaining fit yesterday, I had forgotten about it. What was the basis of my fit: Writing this stuff and living in the world that I live in. In my post UPDATE: [5 More Visions] 5 Visions: Major Tectonic Plate Shift West Coast U.S.A. August 2019, as well the 9+ posts before that, I’m writing about disaster and the end of times and speaking with God and Jesus and receiving messages, and my Testimony which I had to write in detail. I’m like…all this narcissism, no one likes to be told the truth. I’m 50 years old…how!? I had all these questions of uncertainty and the fact that I miss my children and there’s nothing I can do to make anyone see the truth of what I do. And now I’m getting straight-up visions and hearing God’s voice and Jesus’ voice and my Spiritual Guide…my mother’s voice. How can I ever explain the pain of having to feel different all my life and left out and now this? I have to be more different!? I was reminded very briefly of this visit inside of Jesus’ body and how He went through pain, too. Then this morning, that same vision was shown to me as well as the vision of the very large land mass falling into the sea…both very briefly. So I know this wasn’t a dream. Dreams don’t just re-pop in your head like this. There is a very big difference between a dream and a vision.

And then Nahum this morning:

Look, there on the mountains, the feet of one who brings good news, who proclaims peace! Celebrate your festivals, O Judah, and fulfill your vows. No more will the wicked invade you; They will be completely destroyed.―Nahum 1:15

In ‘Pulling A Jonah’, I wrote about Nineveh and how Jonah had to deliver a message to them, but instead of going directly to them, Jonah first ran. God doesn’t change His mind that easily, and never when the mission is really important. So…that’s how Jonah and the whale got acquainted. How Jonah was feeling before the whale, I know that feeling well. Go read it, it’s a very interesting twist of events, which of course Jonah eventually did what God wanted…after all, he didn’t really have a choice. I know that feeling as well! The Ninevites listened and God spared them with His grace. That was 125 years before Nahum!

If you haven’t paid attention to dates in the Bible, you should take note that God’s time is NOT ours! This area is Assyria, and the Ninevites showed there thankfulness in the moment. Of course, that didn’t last. Now, keep in mind that these people received God’s mercy! For that, they didn’t show their appreciation and went waaay the wrong way. This is what the commentators write in my Bible:

The hallmark of the Assyrians at this time (about 650 B.C.) is not merely military success but ruthlessness and cruelty. They take great pride in maiming their enemies, and even boiling them in tar or skinning them alive. If the veneer of civilization is thin, Assyria is clearly the last fiber of humanity. That’s waaay the wrong way!

God is pissed by now so He sends a vision to Nahum. How do we know He sends Nahum a vision? Because He tells us by His Word.

An oracle concerning Nineveh. The book of the vision of Nahum the Elkoshite.―Nahum 1:1

The Lord is a jealous and avenging God; the Lord takes vengeance and is filled with wrath. The Lord takes vengeance on His foes and maintains His wrath against His enemies. The Lord is slow to anger and great in power; the Lord will not leave the guilty unpunished. His way is in the whirlwind and the storm, and clouds are the dust of His feet. He rebukes the sea and dries it up; He makes all the rivers run dry. Bashan and Carmel wither and the blossoms of Lebanon fade. The mountains quake before Him and the hills melt away. The earth trembles at His presence, the world and all who live in it. Who can withstand His indignation? Who can endure His fierce anger? His wrath is poured out like fire; the rocks are shattered before Him.―Nahum 1:7,8

The bold in the above Scripture I underlined in red back in 2007. I also wrote: What we call ‘natural’ occurrences…things we can’t control! Of course, we know this right? I never hear the weather man on TV when a hurricane is taking place say, ‘I don’t know what you people are doing over there, but God is pretty angry right now! Y’all need to take notice!’ Nope. They truly give the credit all to Earth, and blame Earth! God has been completely cut out the equation!

The rest of Nahum explains the vision! Oh, I wonder how many people are going to dispute this vision? Yes, I’m being a smart ass.

Understanding How God Works

I covered all of that above just to get to ‘Backlash’! ‘Orchestrated Part’ was the first of these works concerning the need for people to change their ways, accept Jesus in their hearts, and choose. There are more which I haven’t posted or even typed up. It’s hard to write about this stuff and I’ve been reluctant, then I received the vision about the huge earthquake, the dead bodies. It was horrifying and too real to ignore. What I wrote in ‘Backlash’ is really more horrifying if you know what it means. If you can’t grasp the concept and you fail to teach your children how to protect their minds, how to use their minds, they will easily give in. I’m not trying to scare you. I’m telling you what I’m receiving.

Here’s one for you: The Bible was written thousands of years ago, by a group of people who never met (the old testament) with time between them sometimes hundreds of years! Look at Jonah and Nahum…125 years between them! Every thing God needs to say is right there already written down. He already wrote the book! He already has the words on the page. He doesn’t need another book!

Part of what happened to me this morning…I didn’t know I would get this work….was after I sat down and ate breakfast, I posted some things on my Facebook author page. This was one of my posts: I think Madonna had it right. The only way to get people to see God is to get naked and dance around with rosary beads around your neck! And that’s a damn shame! There are now 18 comments mainly between myself and the very first person to reach a hand out and save me during the darkest time of my life.

I didn’t see the straight-up connection when I was engaged in the conversation. I did see this: I have known all along that I would receive strife for what I have to say. After all, I have to write and do videos on the Bible, on God, on healing, on Jesus…and I’m not a Bible teacher, I’m not a philosopher of any type.

I see it this way: God sent me the one person who knew more about the Bible than I did at the time of my strife (when I was an infant in Christ) to challenge me first during my maturity. When that fog balled up before my eyes back in 2012…as a direct answer from God to my: If you want me to write then take away the fog! I called her because I didn’t understand what had just happened. So, it’s understandable that He would put me in line with her first. He also made me pay attention to how I was responding to her. At one point, I got this feeling: Do not debate their words. So I backed off. I’m to just present the material. But I do know that Jesus has stirred up the world from the time of His arrival and that doesn’t, ’til this day, show people that His life is precious, valuable…let alone that we HAVE to go through Him to get to God!…so that sets me a bit on fire that still…they don’t get it!

I recently had a discussion about the different types of bibles and I think I recently wrote something on it as well. That whole conversation made so much sense to me. The Bible, whatever Bible you have, is breathing…living! If you’d open your heart and use that Bible the way it is meant to be used, then you’d get the answers you need in life. But, no, there are too many people telling people lies, teaching lies! There is absolutely nothing that I write about when it pertains to the Bible that is NOT in the Bible. The Bible that I promote on here…that’s all the links on the word Bible…is the Bible I use. You do not, by any means, need to purchase this particular Bible. On the link, there are a number of versions of the Bible or you can find a free one! This particular Bible is easy for me! Why? Because I have a journalist’s mind…I like order. This book is put into order and gives historical background, not to mention it’s written in language I can understand! If you can understand all those other bibles, that’s you, not me.

I had 3 different bibles. The marriage Bible I gave to my daughter. So I now have this one and the King James version. They say the same thing. The language is a little different. When I first got this Bible, I compared all three. Same meaning. The marriage Bible was very big and the language was the old language, but same meaning. I’m also well educated and I do research…so that helps in my understanding as well. But none of that tops having direct communication! Which I’ll go more into later on.

Why did I just talk about all this? Because I get the impression some folks back home think I’ve lost my mind and they are praying for me. I appreciate that but I’ve not lost my mind. I answered a calling! And here’s the big deal: You need to stop paying attention to my being and pay attention to the messages sent. You don’t have to believe them, but do understand that I’ve written and published 12 books. In those 12 books, there are countless works that I wrote that told of future events in my life. Meaning I wrote what was going to happen in my life way before it happened! That’s the only proof you need. I didn’t know this until I edited those books and saw! I know now how I did that. David. I’m going to share him with you later

The mind. There’s a lot of people talking for God currently. Those talking about the mind is the clearest message you are going to get! There’s a reason why so many of us are talking about it! That’s where the war will be! Joyce Meyer! Get her books! My books. I take you step by step into it all. You have to learn to fight with your mind! You have to teach your children how to fight with their minds!

The Revelations: the scariest part is how the hell is that beast going to get all those people to WILLINGLY put his stamp on their forehead and arm? Well, now I know. The mind!

During my journey with the sweet man, I was witness to how that evil whore plays. I have written about those holes in our minds that open when we are sad, upset, angry and how that evil whore knows how to get in there and fuck shit up! And that spills over to our reality because of energy. That phrase: We are what we think. There’s a reason they say this. The only thing is that they never say how this works. Oh, Law of Attraction and The Secret…they all touch on this. But how the f….? The mind is a very powerful tool which the source…funny how everyone labels God…is the one who uses that tool. This part you really do need to comprehend!

You’ve got to control those holes. You’ve got to learn how to put armor up. You’ve got to learn to meditate. And you’ve got to stop listening to bullshit. I’m not kidding. I read some stuff on line yesterday that just made me want to throw up. If you receive a message while meditating, write that shit down. One site said to totally ignore them! Really? The higher level of our minds is how we get to Jesus and God…on a personal level! AND you want them to ignore that!

I will be writing more on this. In order to build ourselves in that higher way of thinking I keep telling you we are headed to, you’ve got to learn how your mind works for you. Every single person on earth is different. God’s pretty wonderful that way. So, we don’t all mediate the same and we won’t experience the same things. Some of the stuff I read on line…I just gave it up…I stopped reading that B.S. People, you have to think for yourselves. Yes, some things are out there that will help you understand…but DO NOT let anyone shut you down.

I didn’t mediate for years because I was scared of it. Oh the churches like to do that shit. No one told me that that is how to get that direct line open! There is so much more that they DID NOT tell me! There is so much that they DO NOT tell you. All for control! Everyone has an agenda! Do I have an agenda? You damn straight. To get the truth out. You don’t have to buy my books. You can just get a group together, buy one copy and share. They are on Kindle for a $1 to $3. I want as many people as possible to heal. To learn how to teach their children how to heal and how to use their minds. Going up against evil…the mind! That’s how the personal war will be.