‘Deception’s Deceive’ (Yeshuah)

‘Deception’s Deceive’ (Yeshuah)…Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.―2 Corinthians 4:16-18

Deception's Deceive (Yeshuah)

I† didn't deceive
I†, Yeshuah†
couldn't deceive
although I† had it in Me†
to deceive

many in the Word
deceived
I† was born from
deception
My† family line
wouldn't be
if it hadn't been for
deception

I† was born of man
it is in man's very nature
to deceive

but is deception malicious
by itself
no
deception is necessary
at times
for the good of intentions

absent of malicious intent
deception is easily
forgivable

with malicious intent
which God† hates
is a harder road to take

it leads to an abundance
of confusion
which leads to anger and hate

I† was crucified
on malicious intent

the findings of a man's heart
what he will do
in the heat of moments
when truth knocks
at the door
when shame threatens
its surface
is a harder road
a vigorous intent
testing the very boundaries
of the will of God†

it is a shared purpose
this deception
malicious intent's job
for the collection
as well as the connection
of the vine
and all its branches

the Lord† doesn't want
to easily throw branches
into the fiery furnace

He† wants to drive
the pain
to the surface
for each individual to heal

it is true genius
at work

to save souls
to rid the world of sin
to conquer death itself
‒all have to work
in unison

it's a massive plow
an every circling way
to rid one's self of shame
to use pain to heal
others
to use one's wealth
to feed and clothe
strangers
to cure the sick
‒all of this
is self sacrifice
of pride, hate, anger
greed and self worth
it is a massive feat

it is okay to dance
be merry
laugh and enjoy
good food and wine

it is not okay to walk
with malicious intent
even in those
who aren't aware

it is the choice of the vine
to make it known

God† is the same
truth is the same

'thou shall not lie'
'thou shall not kill'

to maliciously lie
kills the spirit
it is the same
as if killing the body

the spirit of man
is everything good

when it is purposely destroyed
on matters of intent
it trickles down the vine
causing all sorts of havoc
the burden on shoulders
is heavy
all from purposeful intent

when it isn't purposeful
just from ignorance
the vine is still charged
with healing

to cater to ignorance
on the matters of the vine
is the same
as if they had purposeful intent

the scars are placed
where the scars are due

before I† come
it is your responsibility
to heal from these scars
clean the heart
mature in the law of love

'thou shall love thy neighbor
as thy self'

these laws were not given 
to hurt
but instead to heal

it is I†, Jesus†
I† come for you are Mine†
I† come out of worth
I† chose a speaker
who will speak through
words written
so that not only can you hear
but also see
I† come for your worth
I† make Myself† known
for the time is
the time long ago spoken of

confusion is set
it is your job
to see through it

all of these words
the old and the new
are truth
for the Spirit of Truth†
cannot lie
what is of the past
is of the past
it is to be learned from
and taught from
the writer of words
is under the Spirit of Truth†

it is I†
He†
if you have ears
hear
if you have strength
heal
if you have honor
help
if you have courage
speak

Notes: Again, November 11, 2019: The Avenging Angel. If you can’t see it, I can’t help you. I want you to see. Pray and ask for guidance.

(April 20, 2022)—Something a little different happened today. I went on Facebook early this morning and posted a number of works and wrote a little about them, then after a while I sat to write and ‘Deception’s Deceive’ was given. Then the Scripture, which is amazing and I so needed the reassurance. Then I’m told to retrieve the commentary I wrote on Facebook first and include it under the Scripture chosen without me reading the Scripture first. I have. This commentary is a continuation of what Yeshuah talked about in His words given today.

This is a long writing. I had to use my life to explain a lesson, the lesson of deception.

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‘A Trustworthy Song’ (God)

A Trustworthy Song (God)…’I look for a man among them who would build up the wall and stand before Me in the gap on behalf of the land so I would not have to destroy it, but I found none. So I will pour out My wrath on them and consume them with My fiery anger, bring down on their own heads all they have done, declares the Sovereign Lord.’—Ezekiel 22:17-31

A Trustworthy Song (God)

how do you get
from point A to point B
without the absence
of forget

all the places in between
do you just let
slip pass
without a moment's notice
‒a chance to see something new
gone
without a thought
in slip

how can this be

it is

to get you
to not notice
something
a bunch of something
anything
has to be put before you

for you to miss
this one something
a bunch of nothing
has to be put in its way

there's so much for you to notice
that the thing to notice
gets missed

what if there's something
really big
‒a careful gesture
hidden right before your eyes
then a 'lot' of anything
has to surround
without you noticing
the big something
hidden in plain view

it is of this magnitude
deception lies
the unnoticed
hidden amongst the noticed
hence, why there is so much stuff
so much information

you are being redirected
your eyes
from the possibility of notion
time absent of time
a tom-foolery conception
of exalted proportions

you must find this
ample onlooker

you must discover
its hidden agenda
its multitude of stats

its range of precepts

confusion is massive
its range is undetectable
its power vast

a time is coming
a time after the in between

the surrender has its form
completely
eyes are being redirected
to what's most fitting

it is I†, the Lord Almighty God†
the Father†, the creator

to turn one's back
on His† children
is something I† cannot do

the discipline at hand
is note worthy
per My† scribe
for the future generations
those yet to come
their path is being paved
a journey set
without an ability to change

it’s a worldly matter
one set long ago

hidden piles of rubbish
hidden piles of secrets

do you not think I† know?

I† do.

like a well-oiled machine
working day and night
stopping from time to time
for maintenance
it eventually wears out
as all things do

'o unhumbled nations
all your vacation resorts
all your cars and planes
but nothing compares
to energy being burned
for a money
you cannot see

'o hail to your faultiness
your incompetence
for believing the iron
being put around
your neck!

for I† 'am' making you believe
it is true
as discipline for your prideful
imbalance
for your lustfulness
for your drive for idols
that do not breathe

I† breathe!

billions, billions of people
now incur My† mountain
inhabitants that are pure
lustfulness
full of sexual immorality
full of hatred
taking what doesn't belong
to them
injuring justice and
her beautiful ways
inciting My† words to make
you more
instead of inciting them 
for Me†!

ón ni ón dá

here is My† word:

a prediction doesn't stand
a prophecy stands until
it comes to pass
‒says the Lord Almighty God†

a prediction is tid-bits of hope
in divination
prophecy, all of them
are war through words
power from Me† to the pen

sync chee ve

audacity demands
incompetence
carelessness
vagueness
all leading to destruction

you mess with things
outside your boundaries
you get My† jealous rage

on goes those who seek Me†
for money
in pretension of grace

foul! are you!

your buildings will fall
'o you church builders
of man

I† am not done with
the preliminary discipline
a four and five
a count before My† eye
millions more will die
billions and billions
cannot stay alive
a plague, a shake
the beginning of the mark
made long ago
but misdirected
into man's prideful harm
into lustful desires
sneaky, malicious ways

the balance thrown
a balance in reset
a change in range
slow but precise
for I† never miss My† mark
‒says the Lord Almighty God†

the alpha comes
then comes omega
then the alpha
then the omega

Note: David chose this photograph after several of my face that I really didn’t want to use. This is from October 2, 2019: Wave Warning.

(April 1, 2022)—Ezekiel 22:1-16 and Ezekiel 22:17-31…that is what I was led to right after the words finished coming! He’s speaking so loud and so few are hearing. Notice the word ‘gap‘ at the end of Ezekiel 22:17-31. As I explained in one of the writings at the end of March, God does this wide, upside down U with my head in prayer. He calls it ‘the gap’. He has explained this gap to me since 2019. It is the time between the virus and the warnings from the visions of 2019. Today, it was put into my heart to go walking. When I got to the walking trail, David said, ‘Look up,’ and there was the gap! A huge upside down U in the sky! As He had me explain in an earlier writing, we are in this GAP!

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‘What Says You’

I am woman and my faith is my Choice!

 What Says You
 
defiance in its true nature
reaches those too immature
to know the difference
‒a veiled struggling creature
avoiding words of the one
true teacher
 
over two thousand years ago
blood fell on hands‒
those in the know
as they began to sow
deceptions made
of silver and gold
dawning black hats and robes
ignoring what Jesus† came to show
choices of ignorance
they choose
‒God† released His† grasp
His† hold
 
time slips in its venture
here and there...new adventures
‒words remain
from the one and only teacher
He† will come
without another lecture
He† will come
in storms of weather
they'll be no guessing‒
go on being the hater, the abuser
you won't have to wonder
when it's time‒
you won't deny
the presence of the creator
 
so go on...go!
be the reason
for destruction...hold
be thoughtless and bold
He's† coming!
He's† coming
absent silver and gold
He's† coming to decide‒
who stays, who goes
who rises, who He† shall behold
 
152...a good number to consider
ignore...it doesn't matter
He's† never been the taker
‒a constant in giver
lessons, tests‒
giving all chances in reconsider
now His† patience is on the damper
time is over...in chatter
get on your knees‒
be the prayer
change your heart
to the honest giver
repent in matters of sinner
‒time in choose
is now on the ledger‒
no turning back‒
He's†  becoming the taker!
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‘Time Allotment’

Healing individual and nation byway of God’s tests!

 Time Allotment
 
there were so many‒
but not quite like the three
babylon, rome, egypt
 
babylon wiped from the map
rome...an enemy-insertion trap
as egypt turns
to left-over scrap
 
there were many other nations
tribes around the world
worshiping their gods
in a swirl
disappearing...gone
‒their gods' validation
 
God† over-shadows all others
they last quite a while
then smothered
God† doesn't interfere
doesn't even bother
‒leave them to the world's wonder
just how many gods
are under the thunder?
 
once mighty rulers
having gold and emeralds
hundreds of years‒
forcing slaves
to dry them tears
in each heart
placements of fear
thousands of years
controllers held dear
 
all before: Jesus† appeared
 
slowly, slowly rulers
of such magnitude...disappeared
 
are you blind...think so queer
that you can out smart‒
thousands of years!
 
just three: babylon, rome, egypt
oh my! thousands of years
they had reason‒
held their egos so dear
forcing love to the rear
live by hate, pride‒
the shield...instilling fear
 
but barely old enough
to even see rough!
built up pride and ego
not even three hundred years!
laugh, laugh, laugh
‒the emptying of the glass
chances were given
to help you last
‒you're just using it in sass
 
sweet, sweet land of milk and honey
days are coming less sunny
 
countries with more maturity
countries with much more history
fell to the feet
of the Mystery†
ancestors left
with no one to call majesty
‒take heed to that of sincerity
you're wasting a gift‒
too young...a baby
not even close to maturity
ego, pride, greed‒
wasted years in cruelty
falling to the hands
of evil in royalty!
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‘Channel’

Don’t change your independent self because of another person.

 Channel
 
a bird flies when its free
it stagnates
in captivity
its colors blossom
in variety
fading in ambiguity
‒plucking them out
in atrocity
 
in nature...the act in free
all the same
in its facility
a trapping technicality
‒being free has its complexity
 
as a woman
in her diplomacy
giving true
to her effeminacy
when treated
with significancy
 
when she's satisfied
in her sexuality
she falls into compliancy
even in another's complacency
giving up her self-sufficiency
even her style in flossy
being, at first
blissful in buoyancy
 
as it goes...comes the decadency
becoming aware
of the deficiency
–a broken down fallacy
as she meets each exigency
 
outward...comes her adamancy
as gone goes her sexy
–an inward building pudency
her usual controlled diplomacy
loses its bearing
to rampancy
 
as goes the controlling austerity
saving-money hostility
‒slowly caving
in her impetuosity
 
attention...gone its notoriety
even her newly shaped nudity
once praised with delicacy
gone...with looks
words in vulgarity
stripping
all her sexy naughty
–leaving vagueness
in commonality
 
lack of interest
opens a familiarity
once ignoring
so much secrecy
once ignoring the mendacity
pulling forward
all its perfidy
as gone...all her sensuality
understanding
its diverted generosity
she becomes lost
in recalcitrancy
–the precious kitty lost
to lunacy
 
all for giving her free
to submissive captivity
for the awakening
of her sexuality!
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‘Shouldering Damage’

You deal and accept the physical damage caused by narcissism’s carelessness

 
Shouldering Damage
 
upon her shoulders
carries the weight–
shouldering damage
from those who couldn't stay
–a go-getter
they couldn't take
she...never wanting‒
any kinda hate
‒that was never
her intended fate
‒she let love lead the way
ending in heavy price's
to pay
 
only in moments
she lived in sedate
all them medical doctors
had to medicate
she just needed room‒
a bit of space
to grasp the idea
of her body ache
never using it as an escape
‒it hurt...and she was its bait
 
she knows she gave it all
she wasn't some pity rage doll–
standing somewhere in stall
she answered a simple call
–but others led her to fall
not caring the damage at all
 
upon her shoulders‒
she wears the cape
an anti-depressant to mask
a different kinda ache
–emotional chains
she couldn't tolerate
a burning heart
left in saturate
mixed with anger
lust and hate
screaming
without intentional berate
from love
that just couldn't stay
 
then again‒
she let love be her mate
a heart damaged‒
in too many ways
–again...a turn in obliterate
a brain burned in uncultivate
all that damage‒
on her shoulders
in blissful weight
men who couldn't bear
the cape
of her physical‒
being in waste
 
she knows she gave it all
she wasn't some pity rage doll–
standing somewhere in stall
she answered a simple call
–but others led her to fall
not caring the damage at all
 
she now wears‒
a suit of armor
from love's mate
as the heavy scars from fake–
I can't stay
you...I could only tolerate
builds her face
straight to a destiny's fate–
the writer in massive create
 
she...to never deny God
in whatever she faced
so she shoulders damage
left behind–
by carelessness
and self hate
building her rose‒
from a destroyer's
intentional state
 
she knows‒
she gave it all
she wasn't some pity rage doll–
standing somewhere in stall
she answered a simple call
–others led her to fall
not caring
the damage at all
 
oh! how
she can stand tall–
she picked herself up
from the fall
using the rest of her life
in God's hall
lost to true love's
missed call
she knows‒
she gave it her all
–it was not her
that caused
the fall!
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‘Hidden Treasure’

Discovering the hidden treasure in yourself!

 Hidden Treasure
 
I found it
in the mince of broken
it was afraid and hidden
an abundantly harvested token
‒over used and forsaken
 
I took it in
without fear's notion
‒not even feeling a demotion
I bathed
in its scented potion
rolled around
in its storied creation
 
I overlooked‒
its wicked formation
for I saw‒
a different translation
‒one that needed
a believer's gratification
one with a heart-filled formulation
 
I listened
to its every beckon
sometimes, in stages of drunken
 
all around...deemed it poison
something to be shackled‒
in a far-away prison
 
I threw out‒
traditionalized opinions
nothing stuck‒
rotten or forbidden
its scent just heightened
‒nothing could be wrong
or mistaken
 
I moved like lightening
intentional burns‒
gone...forgotten
‒days passing slow, steadfast‒
good ridden!
I drove it‒
to an endless vacation
‒whatever conviction
out...came my eviction
 
I smiled as I saw its rising
all my stops...fully opened
pulling it out of hopeless‒
with my inner-most motivation
‒a darkened star had risen!
 
I fought everything
in grand petition
every inside concentration‒
I put aside
rose to the occasion
‒with the fierceness of driven
this hidden treasure
overcoming every treason
to become the lamination
of a new generation!
 
stop!....
 
reveal
came its different ideas written
all avenues taken‒
off records...stricken
–beating all those defeating‒
overcoming...petitions
a losing validation!
 
I lost to its mention
‒there...in its private station
came to life‒
its own treasure hidden
in all its careful motions‒
belts and strings
forcefully tightened
 
I craved to be enlightened
–nothing valued...given
anything to elevate my vision
halted in moments of frighten
 
I fought constant bent roads‒
tried to straighten
tried to remember each lesson
through all that glistened‒
it had its own secrets woven
‒knowledge in listen
mixing up pointless decisions
taking all the forgivens
icing them‒
in the forever of frozen
 
yes, I found it
in the mince of broken
it was afraid and hidden
an abundantly harvested token
‒over used and forsaken
 
but all the good of will‒
off...steadily shakened
breathing‒
living a horrid token
in anger's hidden conviction
‒all that's been stolen‒
on others
its constant reliving
 
it found its way‒
in rebuilding
using knowledge given
slashing‒
all help's salutations
keeping to itself‒
a stolen formulation
‒to avoid sharing‒
treasures hidden
as I sit
in lost wanderings–
moments
I took it
out of forsaken
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‘Anger’s Infest’

Anger wants you steadfast! God wants you moving forward!

 Anger's Infest
 
feel it beneath your skin
evil's way of getting within
actions in horror's den
‒ways of evil's perfect sin
 
it'll trap you in cussing
it'll condemn you in swearing
pulling at you...probing
wanting your reaction
for it's only satisfaction
 
it'll take all
of your triggering notions
you...down...dragging
as it smiles
in sadistic laughing
craving your giving in
your fight...it's welcoming
celebrating
your mind's condemn
 
anger...evil's infested gem
words, actions
its consistency in playing
wanting you
self to defend
so it can celebrate
in its win
 
feel it beneath your skin
evil's way of getting within
actions in horror's den
‒ways of evil's perfect sin
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‘Humble of Mercy’

You Want It to Be! So Bad….

A sample from Book 12

(September 26, 2018)—

Praise for Joy and Security of the RighteousKeep me safe, O God, for in You I take refuge. I said to the Lord, ‘You are my Lord; apart from You I have no good thing.’ As for the saints who are in the land, they are the glorious ones in whom in all my delight. The sorrows of those will increase who run after other gods. I will not pour out their libations of blood or take up their names on my lips. Lord, You have assigned me my portion and my cup; You have made my lot secure. The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; surely I have a delightful inheritance.

I will praise the Lord, who counsels me; even at night my heart instructs me. I have set the Lord always before me. Because He is at my right hand, I will not be shaken. Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices; my body also will rest secure, because You will not abandon me to the grave, nor will You let Your Holy One see decay. You have made known to me the path of life; You will fill me with joy in Your presence, with eternal pleasures at Your right hand.―Psalm 16

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‘Unconditional Terms’

‘Unconditional’ Fades When Another Takes Your Place!

A sample from Book 12

(July 25, 2018 [Didn’t post on Facebook.])—When toxicity takes its toll, there’s nothing to say or do.

A weak heart turns to go, finds a new heart to rip apart. A strong heart cries alone, struggling to regain ground, move on. You don’t lose to cheating. You lose to betrayal. That’s why those who don’t marry, stay single. They can just hang it up, move on to another. The faithful one can’t do this.

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