People do some really messed up things to us when they are desperate. And all you can do is sit back and watch and pray for them.
I should hate you
for your betray
but I don't
I should want‒
to humiliate you
call you crazy, insane
like you did to me
‒but I can't
I should despise you
want to lay‒
all your shit out
the truth...unlike you
who told lie upon lie
‒but I don't...I can't
I should resent you
and, at first, I did
now...I want to
‒but something's changed
I should want‒
to kill myself
over all the things‒
(each and everyone of you)
after all that's been‒
robbed from me
after all the names‒
you called me
after all your manipulation
‒but I can't
without family or a home
just empty dial tones
on a phone
my only connection‒
to do...all these things
all those wrongs
‒but I won't
I'll just go on
on my own
what you do
I forgive you
now I feel‒
sorry for you
for the things‒
for you don't answer‒
to pray for you
I should ask God†
to be with you
for He's the one‒
you answer to
to Him† I voice
then Jesus† carefully
I, like Him†...the lamb
for your darkness to hide
only...God† has eyes
He† saw all‒
so I should‒
go against you
but I won't...I can't
I am God's† child
every, single, tiny inch
of this journey's miles
I do what I should
not what I could
‒WHAT I SHOULD!
for I read His† book
He† taught me‒
bad from good
I don't have to just‒
give it a look
I know...in pure certainty
I do what my Brother†
I'm not leaving behind
what could be burned‒
I'm leaving behind
what'll be known‒
because I didn't
cross that line‒
that place where
and hope dies
Note: The photograph is from September 27, 2019: Love from Heaven. I titled that set of photographs that because it was love from heaven. I was having a hard time understanding what was being told to me. This trip, egged on by David of course, helped me get with my perspectiveness.
The following, written in February, is very interesting. I don’t know how this virus is affecting the world. As of today, I’ve kept my distance from the news as I as asked to. God is asking for the healing of the world. Since February, He has proven what He’s telling me is truth. He wants everyone to heal from their pain. It is your will, as in the work I published today, ‘Inhuman Love‘ [Jesus’ words in commentary].
(February 2, 2020)—This morning I sat drinking my coffee going over the reason I was the sacrificial lamb in my family. I went over everything that I’ve been through and then I said to the Lord and to David, ‘I don’t want to think about this anymore.’ Then I went to write. The title, ‘I Should’ came to my heart, so I asked the Lord to direct me to a Scripture that will help me write what was in my heart. And He did….
I’ve been knowing what’s being talked about in this work. Jesus said it’s time to write it. Do you know how scary it is to write about something that hasn’t happened yet? It’s terrifying.
Foreseeing's Agony (Jesus)
june 11 became a day of saw
some things I don't want to recall
but I'm told: 'share with all'
come august will come the halt
wanting to cover asphalt
for the living salt's
buried in vaults
maybe a time for martial law
the enforcer of the people's law
together...deep in the heart
of mardi gras
parent and sibling
mixtures in choctaw
no one's fault
but hands of the Lord†
september will be somewhat
family and friends
no one doing summersaults
courts of law
no time to stalk
or even talk
‒ride not walk
steady...falls the see-saw
overtaken by a sudden claw
october's breath of the hawk
bathing noses in bath salts
a bleach-coke walk
sipped through a straw
raises the pulse
‒all through the world
a willing death waltz
the sign of the cross
streets covered in awe
as visions dance before me:
a medium black-haired woman
holding her dead child
....I can't help what I saw
'you are the prophet
you bare the warnings'
came the voice of the Boss†
'I want to have elijah's attitude'
my sudden revolt
'it will be okay
you are ready'
like a celebrating applaud
'ready for what'
hence my questioning the Boss†
knowing He† isn't some crystal ball
I answered a call
it doesn't make me paul
'you will know'
He† said without a drawl
then left without turmoil
‒just me holding the ball
of telling them all
without knowing if it'll happen
just living in faith
of what I hear
but can't see at all
Note: I was directed to October 23 again, The Dragon and the All-Seeing Eye. I discussed it this morning in So Many Times and now this piece. There’s so much being told to us through this set of photographs. I screenshot a lot of what David pointed out to me. If you can see them, your vision is clear to the Lord. If not, pray and start examining your heart. You are veiled for a reason. You can change the Lord’s mind. Trust me on this. In these photos, as all of them, the cross makes its way to me in some fashion. In this coupled with the Daisy sun…it is amazing. And the reason behind the Daisy sun is quite amazing as well. It is something I asked for from David to prove to me he was from the Lord. When I saw the daisy in the frames, my heart skipped beats! And I screamed it out to the world. No one listened. Things will change. I’m not here for fame. I’m here to sew as many seeds as possible…and Jesus and David will help me! Trust me…they will! Click on their links…yes, they have their own pages because they are soooo amazing!
(June 14)―‘Write’ came this morning, then after, ‘Open the book’ and Nahum.
Details of the Fall—The shields of his soldiers are red, the warriors are clad in scarlet. The metal of the chariots flashes on the day they are made ready; the spears of pine are brandished. The chariots storm through the streets, rushing back and forth through the squares. They look likeflaming torches; they dart about like lightening. He summons His picked troops, yet they stumble on their way. They dash to the city wall; the protective shield is put in place. The river gates are thrown open and the palace collapses. It is decreed that the city be exiled and carried away. Its slave girls moan like doves and beat upon their breasts. Nineveh is like a pool, and its water is draining away. ‘Stop! Stop!’ they cry, but no one turns back. Plunder the silver! Plunder the gold! The supply is endless, the wealth from all its treasures! She is pillaged, plundered, stripped! Hearts melt, knees give way, bodies tremble, every face grows pale.—Nahum 2:3-10
I’ve had to write the same thing that’s discussed in ‘Foreseeing’s Agony’ before. But this time is a bit different. During prayer on June 11, I was told to get my notebook and write what is being discussed and what is being shown to me. It wasn’t nice. I was told these things before and I wrote about them last year. I can’t say that any of this will happen. It is not for me to say. All I have to do is tell you what is shown to me and what is told to me.
He wants us to stop needing shit because it deadens the pain. He wants us to stop ignoring what hurt us the most. He wants us to deal!
Deepest of Scars
from way down deep
where all that pain
tries to seep
we...forcing the stabilize
burying it all in geek
or the man with girls
how about that supped-up
hiding behind plastered smiles
where we easily say cheese
‒cutting all the corners
with a breeze
sooner or later...comes
we try to force it out
but here it comes
like a hanging tree
'look here...let's stare at me'
all coming after that one
we wanted to keep
you know the one‒
making us open our eyes
makes us see
the person we weren't
supposed to be
there comes a moment‒
we're not really free
we just filled our lives
with that fake glee
helping us build
a supporting fleet
‒others refusing too
to even peek
at what scares so much‒
in their beds...take a pee
‒with no one to see
find ourselves in steep
‒a sunk-in tepee
on the edge of creep
with nothing fancy
from what others
want to see‒
we no longer flee
we're ready to become‒
the bee in me
toot our own horn
with a roaring beep
all the fake‒
ride the rest of our life
with the awe of wee
‒the hurt is out
we're suddenly free
no more confusion
just our me
‒with nothing more
Note: The photograph included was taken on December 10, The Dragon, Angel, Mom and Baby. I’ve been thinking a lot about this particular group of shots because it’s so amazing and I’ve included it on here and on my Facebook page and no one seems to understand or see it. I see it clearly. It’s part of our future.
(April 5)—Oh boy, when God wants to drive in a point, He sure does. I knew He used my life as an example for others and for myself, teaching me His wonders. I’m silly really to even question it now. The toilet paper. I think God thought I didn’t drive the message in enough. So, He decided to increase the voltage!
‘…you have made, My† Father† angry, I† cannot control His† wrath…’ Jesus Speaks AGAIN!
Smells of Manure
woe to your lies woe to your money woe to your fighting and animosity woe to your greed woe to your murderous causes woe to man's churches woe to your lifeless religions
you challenge Me†‒ on what grounds? I† gave you life‒ isn't that enough? I† gave you fertile land‒ to feed all nations instead you saw gold instead you saw greed and lust ‒you filthy peas!
you have wrecked My† vine you have put dividers where there are no dividers you have taken what was given and pillaged it for your own advantage
I† see hunger why do I† see hunger? I† see abuse of every kind why do I† see abuse of every kind? I† see homelessness I† see demons playing with the people I† see addictions I† see all sorts of sins
I† see dividers?
why am I† seeing this?
stop what you are doing look! do you not see My† Father's† hand? I† told you‒ you would never know when I† will come I† warned you to always be prepared ‒each time you were not prepared
you suffer with doubt you look but you don't see bad shepherds are confusing you but I† am here I† never left I've† been waiting for you to turn your hearts fully to Me† I† will not force you to ‒you have to make that choice on your own
you have made My† Father† angry I† cannot control His† wrath what's coming to you is coming at the hour that was already determined
it is your choice to heal and to open your heart to Me†
there are two gates My† prophet has already informed you the choice won't be on the table for eternity I† am going to flip it and then the choice will be Mine† ‒if you are not worthy to even be judged by My† Father†‒ to death‒ you will succumb ‒if you deny Me† I† will deny you
the smell of death is everywhere you must choose My† Father† has sent His† warnings they are in place ‒confusion is coming
My† flock will not know confusion their smell is sweet and they know My† scent ‒sow the seeds keep lies from your tongue help heal the broken
if you spread lies‒ you do not belong to Me† if you spread panic‒ you do not belong to Me† if you spread hate‒ you do not belong to Me†
love! I† am love if you do not know Me†‒ you do not know My† Father† ‒He† sees all that you do ‒He† misses nothing!
the light is on those in truth they give their lives for truth the enemy takes lives over truth know the difference for the time is coming‒ when confusion will try to rule the nations ‒My† flock.... confusion will never for it is under My† feet
buildings will fall ...where My† church is it will never fall ‒some place their hope in the wrong things
bow your head.... I† am speaking for the King† the living, almighty God† the alpha, the omega
I† am His† Son† and He† is My† Father† I† am in Him† and He† is in Me† I† am your Lord† He† named Me† Jesus†
go in peace for My† peace is upon you
listen to My† Father† His† anger cannot be tamed ‒choose be prepared darkness is coming to the earth bow your head open your heart
you have heard My† words I† am He† the one who's head of you ‒you must go through Me† to get to Him† the one and only living God† ‒for ever and ever Amen.
(March 29)—I wrote several things on my Facebook personal page this morning. I keep getting: put your two cents in (a repeating deal since I was first sent the impression of this in June/July…I wrote about it). I do not like argument. I can’t stand debating God’s power or presence. He is. There is no debate. I can’t stand seeing people laugh at God or Jesus. That’s stupidity. I can’t stand ignorance. (I know where ignorance goes! I am fighting to prevent that!) But I do what God wants. After I wrote several things this morning, I sat down to write. I haven’t written in several days. I was told to rest. I’ve been watching ‘Cheers’…and trying to lose myself in relaxation. Not easy when you’re shown the things I am shown.
my Bible…AMOS! I’ve included the
passages I was directed to this morning. Interesting. I wrote about Amos
before, in fact, the entire Scripture of Amos is included with ‘Enclosed We Go‘. I was
led there for that piece because I was questioning my own calling. Jesus wanted
me to see that I am not the only one called who didn’t have spiritual training
as Isaiah and Jeremiah did. Amos was just a shepherd…a real one who tended to
sheep in a field most of his life. He wasn’t accustomed to seeing people. He
saw sheep…the actual animal! And what Amos said about prophets (not included
here…read the above mentioned work) helped me to understand why God called me
in the first place, and what to expect.
I have read so much confusion, again something God has revealed to you through me, that it is ridiculous. But God tells me not to worry. It isn’t my issue. No it is not. If you don’t truly know God or want to hear what He has to say today, then you are missing what is going to come later.
trickle, trickle get a tickle no need‒ get another's principle let's be a wrinkle maybe a freckle
trickle, trickle out of the cradle to the hospital for a breathing bottle
trickle, trickle two more with a tickle soon hourly stays‒ build to more than the middle
trickle, trickle leaving behind principle becomes regrettable in parking lots‒ tents become normal
trickle, trickle months added by decimal more in wrinkle ‒black bags numerable
trickle, trickle running around little freckles four months in the cradle maybe it's time‒ turn to the bible ‒no one's at the funeral
20)―These sets of numbers were put before me today: WWI 1914-1918: 16 to 40
million causalities; Flue Pandemic 1918-1919 50 to 100 million causalities;
WWII 1939-1945 70-85 million causalities (3% of the 1940 world population!).
isn’t it? 100 years and we face another pandemic. The 1918 pandemic was
basically caused by soldiers coming home from the war and spreading it. Look at
those numbers! Then there are other wars: Vietnam, Korea, then local wars where
the numbers were extremely high and I’m sure all medical personal did the
numbers and wrote tons of papers on the numbers.
100-year itch! Where death and carelessness and greed bites everyone in the
butt! Theirs is no denying any of it. I watched the U.S. President’s speech
today. Where was God in all of that? Is all of this an institutional study for
academia and the medical and political fields? I really don’t think so. I think
they are just as worried as everyone else. This isn’t the first time of a
pandemic, but it is the first time the world…all nations…come together.
Liars tell you not to worry, not to fear God. Liars tell you that God is all love and doesn’t have a wrath, that He does not punish. They are lying to you! You should fear God!
Note: Picture from November 11th, the Avenging Angel. It’s sad when God is trying to get your attention and you ignore it because of your prideful, selfish ways. Oh, you know more than HIM! Liar. No one knows more than Him. Maybe He chose me because I’m not afraid to say the truth. Maybe He chose me because I’m not afraid to lose everyone in my life, including my children because Jesus and God are more important than they are. Maybe He chose me because I’m not afraid of man! I am afraid of God! And Maybe He chose me because I know He doesn’t live in a building and that He isn’t part of any man-made church! He IS!
chaos has spread through the nations with my eyes‒ I see none of what they say except fear and tension except monkey see, monkey do
I don't see what they say where are these sick where are the contagious I see bulletins I see internet's reality lost in the dizziness of its virtual distrust
no emergency vehicles no poe-poe choppers no white cloths‒ hanging from doors no emergency announcements coming through my phone what is all this rendition song
there's no big medical tents there's no camouflage trucks no security lines to duck
where are they shouldn't I be seeing them walking around with canisters everywhere...some type of spray
Lord†, is this a trap are You† really‒ tired of their crap is this Your† way hand to face...slap I'm ready to hear sounds from bugles...tap
Your† ways in confusion torment the mind this isn't, at all, kind please, my Lord†‒ release the line You've† proven Your† point to me...that's find they'll remain blind 'til the right time
16)—(I wrote the following on March 15) I wrote yesterday what I was told about
the toilet paper. You can go ahead and read it, ‘Wipe Your Mess Away.’
A few paid attention. Then I went on Facebook
a while later and nothing changed. I went on it this morning and nothing has
changed. Why Facebook? That’s all I
need. What I see and what I read is two different things. God wanted me to
write again today and post. Jeremiah! He’s been directing me to Jeremiah a lot
this year. What is interesting is what is said in the Scripture today! Very
Forgiveness. To forgive others is very important. It does not give them the right to come at you and sin against you again. Just walk away. Your forgiveness does NOT relieve them of their sins. It relieves YOU of the burden of their sins!
the craze of the say let's all yell hurray what else– we gonna make up today to ease your weight
how about: go make merry‒ live in fake we'll help you celebrate your fakeness in play
all your mocked-up pictures in sway we'll help fabricate ‒just keep the lights low then they won't have to compare after your persuade‒ in your sexual play
they'll then celebrate every move you make for another night with you in the hay just keep those lights down low...bae-bae
maybe it's not what we say to make you change your ways maybe we'll just say what you outright did today
how about: that do-what-you-want play anything someone else has‒ you're free to take anything you give someone‒ you can rip up...break ‒we're just gonna give you the truth today
Jesus† said it in sway ‒not in delay either seven or seventy-seven forgiveness must be given not for your benefit but for the victims of your bullraé
your crime‒ already noted in betray not a risqué but part of your resumé you will have to answer‒ one day good luck with that‒ you had a choice you chose sin's freeway your heart‒ how heavy those marks make
for the forgiveness given to you doesn't benefit you sorry, you miss-read words Jesus† had to say so sorry boo-boo I'd re-study...without delay
how about: all your desiring decay house, clothes, jewels status, glamour, glitz ‒a misuse of the clay your darkness' entreé a denying mess of hurray
taking the other two‒ all that pride and ego all those lies all that manipulate burying it in your false exposé an obtrusive denying overlay as you move in pace without caring who you betray ‒doing judas...your forté
it's all your choice your on-going heyday ‒go on...celebrate live in your world of blasé it ends‒ in a coup d'état an afterlife's communiqué
so enjoy the frappés sit...toast to all those you betrayed take your new prey go ahead...lay ‒it's only for today maybe a few todays
but then.... judgment by Yahweh† your heart gets weighed
ooh! ouch! you should have listened‒ words Jesus† had to say ooh! shae bae-bae laisse le bon temps rouler settle down, now touché, touché ‒your choice is made
Note: The photograph was taken on October 23rd, The Dragon and the All Seeing Eye. God has sent many pictures since this day, and there is no doubt they are from Him. On March 1, He sent another amazing angel. I’ll get to putting this set up soon. The most amazing aspect of life is discovering the truth about God and Heaven.
10)―I started this piece several days ago and really didn’t want to finish it.
I’ve written about this subject so many times and I wonder how many more ways I
can say it. I reckon…many! It’s an important issue. I constantly read about
women and men going through the horrible aftermath of someone not caring about
their own soul and pillaging others like they were trash. It’s such a sad
reality. There are so many unhealed people walking around thinking they are
bullet-proof. In the eyes of God…not so!
He, that would be Jesus, spoke again to me in a way I have heard before and didn’t really know it was Him. How is this possible!
'you who see
come close to Me†'
words I hear
letting me know
as I wonder
why so few consider
behind the thunder
I sit, I lay
in open air
'why can't they hear, too
why can't they see
the things I do''they are to learn from you
for I† instructed you'
simple sentences I hear
to questions I ask
how is this possible
this seems so simple
'you are the temple
that's what's so simple'
then it should be easy
‒a burden relieved
just giving into believe
anything to retrieve
'it's the way of God†
it is His† burden'
so in goes the process
who am I...to resist
it's not a contest
nor a place‒
for me to protest
'he will see
that burden's on Me†'
so I lift my face
let the sun graze
set my walk
to Jesus'† gentle pace
as His† magic
begins its trace
to the glories of wonder
as I hear the thunder
‒to my questions
because to believing
I didn't even have to wonder
‒for I already knew
Note: The photograph that is included with this work was taken in October 2019 inside of my apartment. I am actually in the photograph. There are many photographs that I have not yet included on this site. When David tells me to take pictures, I take them. I have a lot of my ugly mug! But it takes a lot to capture what I’m supposed to capture. During this particular session, there were a number of shots of the hand of God on me. I will get them up one day. But I fear the more I put up, the more a lot of people will classify me as a witch instead of the truth. Some…and probably a lot more than some…have very small minds and can’t conceive the truth of God! Those I pray earnestly for.
1)—He, that would be Jesus, spoke again to me in a way I have heard before and
didn’t really know it was Him. How is this possible!
me to this Scripture this morning. The very first page I opened up after
asking, ‘What to write about today?’ And
the only Scripture on the two pages that I haven’t written about. The other
passages are included in ‘Healed through Grace’Book 12.
Thanks Given for Revelation—At that time Jesus, full of joy
through the Holy Spirit, said, ‘I praise you, Father, Lord of heaven and earth,
because You have hidden these things from the wise and learned, and revealed
them to little children. Yes, Father, for this was your good pleasure. All
things have been committed to Me by My Father. No one knows who the Son is
except the Father, and no one knows who the Father is except the Son and those
to whom the Son chooses to reveal Him.’ Then He turned to His disciples and
said privately, ‘Blessed are the eyes that see what you see. For I tell you
that many prophets and kings wanted to see what you see but did not see it, and
to hear what you hear but did not hear it.’—Matthew 11:25-27; Luke
to tell you this although you may not understand, you may not even be opened
enough to consider. What this passage says and what is discussed in the work, ‘Words’ Song’, is what I actually discussed
with God last night and the night before: How
can I make them see how wonderful You are? I am perplexed on how to
truly get across what I’m experiencing. It seems that it is so much easier for
people to think of mental illness or witchery than the actually truth: That I’m
actually speaking to Jesus and God and David! For people to WANT to bypass the way to do
this themselves, they’d rather believe in Satan and society…i.e. the world!
This perplexes me the most! Why? Really, why would you do that?
‘Who has helped you utter these words? And whose spirit spoke from your mouth?’—Job 26:1-4
thinking back things that were done words said people lost in their head –those welcomed in that I-thee-wed the same– who caused the hole in this back –all that blood it bled
all their lies all the answers– that answered the whys be careful– oh, so careful the truth aids in your die –no longer wishing to look in eyes that once you gave all your time
it's not those words said in your mind– making them dead it's their actions– what they did –with an ax hit you over the head the same– what their actions fed
it all makes you shy way deep inside to forgive them– not even a try it's a do– something you must abide
but to set time aside for their cry would be matters for God† mercy given– by His† sigh
Note: The photograph that accompany’s this work was taken September 27…Love from Heaven, where God and Jesus and David send a lot of love to me as I was battling this transition of opening up fully to being God’s messenger. The symbols are amazing and I haven’t yet had anyone who can duplicate these and/or disprove that they are indeed from God. They remain as always a mystery! For God is a mystery and anything from Him, the human brain has a hard time understanding. Here’s a note to your human brain: These are from God!
25)—I have been dwelling on my life lately, just a little bit. This morning I
woke up early and laid there in bed with this odd emotion and thinking of my
family. Specifically my sisters. It’s been three months since I discovered
their sin and I’m still in awe of it. I laid there thinking of that. When I
finally picked up my phone because I couldn’t go back to sleep, it was 5:33
a.m. I knew God had something for me to say.
When God wants you, He will shake your world up! And He will keep shaking you until you get the memo, ‘Hey dude, I’m calling you, answer the phone!’ It steadily rings until you DO pick it up!
The Puzzle's End
so young so in between –living and running fast-paced scenes
knowing this knowing that putting it all together in fact not knowing it's all a trap –in will come the collapse in physical or in mind– the hands will clap they'll stand a little for that –then you'll see only their backs obvious or not it'll happen...count of that
you'll question all in your habitat– where you once felt the autocrat –sometimes the bureaucrat –even the true diplomat whatever format –your knowledge– the smart-ass cat was all that
then you fell to rat on the ground...splat or against a wall...splash
all you knew crashed leaving you lost in a unquestionable gasp
it's when you see the vast –after that sudden ask –like it was a forced task but it happened so fast yet so slow in contrast
it's when you recognize this upper-class act this thing beyond just a simple glass it seems‒ a I-don't-want-to-let-go mask but it's not at all...a mask it's an all-around broadcast –you know, but you don't you think you're in trespass but you're not an outcast so how can it be that ‒it's a different hourglass catching you in pizzazz
it's when you understand the acrobat simply doesn't swing but glides with hands clasped around their back
it's knowing your mind was kidnapped but now it's back –you no longer live in a man-driven syntax no need for a polygraph
you now hear the phonograph although...it's not a phonograph you just know the path like knowing truth about this and that like spacecrafts, even witchcraft it's now above all that
it's knowing– you can know that then not know that it's knowing– you can see that or not see that it's knowing– you can hear that or not hear that
it's just depends on where you're at –your journey's path
it's understanding– not being mad accepting– knowing who can change all that ‒with a wind's simple laugh
that's when you've crossed the graph from ignorance in testing to knowledge in wisdom
there's a path –you will enact you will react– adhere to the telegraph:
stay on the raft however hard the path it won't last if you fall off– get back on the raft it will pass deal with the riffraff –the wiretap question...ask it will all pass don't get off the raft whatever sass– stay on the raft!
24)—This was written on January 3 of this year, my 51st Birthday! I spent it
alone. In fact, against my will, but I understand it now, I’m working on
spending an entire year by myself! Something I’ve been wanting to do for a very
long time. No more codependency! God is awesome! No more need for a man in my
life. I don’t even need my family. Just me. And this awesome experience with
the spiritual world. And birds! Twice a day, they come to the trees outside my
apartment and hold meetings! They commence all at once and then they adjourn
ALL at once! It’s really interesting and beautiful!