‘Drey á yá bēan, Come to Me†, My† Children’ (God)

You are already doing it because we are entering the vastness of this new world of confusion…look around…if you haven’t seen it, you are late to the party!

Drey á yá bēan, Come to Me†, My† Children (God)

it's coming
this plague among men
a plague created by Arrogance
a plague of too much
a plague of Greed
a plague of Selfishness

'they do not know
what they do'

is gone
a phrase that no longer
applies

'come with Your† wrath
for they know
and they still do'

is a phrase that now applies

they have become wickedness
an uncaring lot



'is there anything I can do?'
I asked.

'No,' He says.

a continuation of deterioration
with Self-centeredness
at the helm
they do not see what they do
because they choose to

america is babylon
in it's very nature
they bring in the refugee
but at a price for everyone
slaves are slaves
I† am putting the shackles on
tighter
they will go on even tighter
for a price must be paid
for My† name
they have exploited

they have ransomed My† name
for privilege
for prestige
they have bond the yokes
around the necks of the poor
without a gun fired

more yoke is coming
a lesson in mockery
return to full flavor
its vile taste will be bitter
more bitter than ever were
a taste


bring forth, you who prostitute
a lady worth bowing down to
bring forth, heathen upon heathen
who call themselves worthy
they are not
they pillage My† air
they pillage My† ocean's deep
they pillage My† mountain

all for golden calves!

Shame will consume you
Confusion will ravage you

drey òco nânâ

this is I†, the Lord Almighty God†

you'll soon see My† hand
on its forth wave
a wave you have not
seen before

ring, ring 'o sickles of Him†
the one you don't hear
the one you don't believe

He† is your judge
for I† gave Him† authority
for He† reigns
for I† gave Him† power


you will see all these things
the experience will be vast

(April 14, 2022)—You should study the Book of Ester. Again the foreign language lines I wrote phonically and He tells me to stop trying to figure them out, they aren’t for me to figure out, just like the codes in the photographs. So, I leave that to you.

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‘Why Have You Forsaken Me?’

Then He showed the art on the water and how fast He can change it. Really fast! So time is very important to Him. He wants YOU to know that time…He is giving you time to fix yourself because His wrath is in full motion and it is currently not. The visions reveal the full range of His wrath.

 Why Have You Forsaken Me†?
  
 a second united nation's resolution
 a second diplomacy-summit intervention
 a year of intelligence observation
  
 still
 no one hears My† intervention
  
 tony Blair
 José Maria Aznar
 José Barroso
 george w. bush
  
 all heard My† intention
 all needed verification
  
 I† listened to every conversation
 I† saw evil's delusion
 I† felt the meager's sol de maison
 I† hear the cries for salvation
  
 still
 greed's wavering gratification
 My† every move's stagnation
  
 lust's powerful manifestation
 aided to aggravation
  
 the Germans
 the Russians
  
 adhered
 to their history's verification
 once in evil's embedded relation
 always part of its violation
  
 My† disappointment's documentation
 france
 once a great nation
 loyal to freedom's validation
 to see now
 its fallen to a false god's
 ratification
  
 the virgin of all mankind's invocation
 once knew a people's sanctification
 now she weeps
 for mexico's imprisonation
  
 for their loyal devotion
 she gave its population
 her gracious personification
  
 now
 they've fallen to false god's
 saturation
  
 the chileans' randomization
 adds sorrow to My†
 heart's filtration
 they've fallen to greed's vocation
  
 england nearly lost
 My† admiration
 for it earned its righteous position
 suffered for its procrastination
 to rid itself of evil's possession
 a joyous revolution
  
 I† see evil's penetration
 but is fighting
 for a people's salvation
 I've† awarded accommodation
 at least
 it held its moral obligation
  
 the one most awarded honoration
 the one most
 deserving of My† hand's litigation
 the united states of america
 a struggling realization
 led by a loyal administration
 held to My† every intention
 made all the right decisions
  
 for in the absent
 My† fierce persecution
 My† most anguish competition
 evil's intended destruction
 its weapons
 built for annihilation
  
 I† called on every nation
 ‒a test of devotion
 for evil's prosecution
 for its favorable mutilation
  
 how My† eyes' vision
 clouds with precipitation
 over man's failed inclination
  
 material possessions
 worth
 more than life preservation
  
 how sorrowful
 My† heart's pounding verification
  
 man has fallen...entrapped
 by evil's powerful damnation
  
 one man‒
 heard...held
 My† given inspiration
 to fight evil's intrusion
 his leading heart
 fills Me† with joy
 his place
 well earned in My†
 kingdom's population
  
 all others
 who fought his loyal
 reservation
 all others
 who criticized
 his devoted spiritualization
 have failed My Divine† mystification
 have forsaken
 every notion
 of my humble direction
  
 evil above all else
 must be fought with
 determination
  
 I† gave all
 the needed supplementations
 for My† eyes see
 man's weakened mind and heart
 can fail every good filtration
 for freedom to stay
  
 those who have forsaken
 –no use
 for an explanation
  
 My† wrath's power
 will soon come alive
 all who have forsaken Me†
 will feel My† sorrowful power 

(May 9, 2021)—‘Why Have You Forsaken Me†?’ was written in 2011 from data collected in 2002. I didn’t hear God directly. I did hear David, although I didn’t have a name. He didn’t formally introduce himself until 2019. Before that, I always heard a male’s voice, very faint, but I heard him all the same. When I wrote poetry, it was as if I were writing from dictation.

I’m currently working on some spiritual work that will probably take the rest of my life. It is very time consuming and the Lord has revealed to me that this work is coming straight from Him, so no matter what people, humans, think of me, I cannot contend with what my job is.

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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!

(July 5, 2019)—I was led to Ezekiel again today. Political mess. Shootings again in America. Not schools or theaters this time…Wal-Marts! I ask: Why not Target, or the malls, or Walgreens, or any other branded store. Why Wal-Marts? Strange occurrences. The schools. Sure there were a few out-of-sort shootings trying to throw it off, but mostly schools. Then theaters. Random? Across the country. Even less than six minutes from my house! Then a concert…I’m thinking it was going to be the first of many, but then security took over. Stupid really…to target a place like Vegas…that shit spills all over the country. I went to several concerts after. Security is high! Now stores….

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‘Truth’

Racism, hate: Evil’s best friends. Don’t let it consume you!

A sample from Book 11

 Truth
 
liars seek truth‒
falsifying a life
without any light
 
manipulation...their due
cutting it on cue
‒without noticing
the coming dues
 
their belief‒
trying to convince you
all they do
true, true, true
backing them‒
there are few
 
their spots change
sending you to the loo
oh! what to do?
‒without cursing them, too
 
truth is truth
existing
no half truths
‒it's either all true
or just makings
of a waterloo
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‘Disillusionment’

When politics blinds your truth!

A sample from Book 11

 Disillusionment  

she stood there shaking
what have I done‒
causing this imagined awakening
‒have I forsaken
forgive me, Lord†

ease this hating
 
in her silence
her heart opened
‒a simple token
what truly lived
in this here maiden
 
she watched them all
as the stones began to fall
‒to her knees
no longer...she felt tall
over and over
coming at her skin‒
little hard balls
 
then a sudden stall
stopped...silence
a mere moment
she recalled
 
the dust settled
her tightly closed eyes opened
upon her dress‒
tiny red splattered drops dribbled
her pain...tiny tickles
what...a blink before
it seemed a fable
 
her fear lifted
was this a gift
her sins shifting
to ultimate's forgiveness
‒this she did not know
but the sudden stop
she felt her heart unfold
 
cast your stone‒
if clean...your bones
 
she heard the voice
then the made choice
as all around
stone after stone
hit...not her
but the ground
 
silence remained
she still knelt‒
in blood stains
as shifting of feet
the sudden in retreat
 
silence...not daring
to lift her head
then a shadow overcame the red
a hand reached out
get up child
a mere whisper without shout
 
strength from Him† came
as her legs rose
her eyes did the same
 
His† light dried her tears
all became so clear
her heart felt clean
in His† eyes...she seen
truth's unending scene
her life redeemed
it wasn't a dream
‒pure and serene
forever...trust in Him†
she proclaimed
for the Lord†...by her side
remained
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‘Places Shackled’

You’ve got to ask God and stop complaining!

A sample from Book 10

  Places Shackled
 
He† asked not to forsaken Him†
yet gives a choice‒
free-will to accept within
 
analogies, theological preachings
leads only to leeching
the wrong, deceitful teaching
‒a constant arguing of bitching
leaves hungry souls
waiting, anticipating
in places allowing shackling
 
He's† proven enough
for everyone's love
 
He† doesn't have to do rough
‒that's the enemy's stuff
but He'll† get tough
when love's smothered in crud
 
to push buttons
lead people to suffering
‒He's† testing
seeing who's believing
wondering how long
for hearts in changing‒
faith begins ringing
 
amazing to watch‒
tickings of the cock
deceptions...coming in hot
‒evil's little bot
it'll be easy to come in‒
without a knock
as you wage wars
on a dot
 
careful now‒
He† understands wow
hears every prayer in loud
 
evil things...He† does allow
waiting for the choice
a hungry heart's voice
in free-will...the bow
‒without asking how!
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‘Hands to Hold’

Is race going to continue to rule your life?

A sample from Book 10

 Hands to Hold
 
you come at me
you're not discrete
bold...unsure
 
maybe there's a gun in my hand
maybe I've some contraband
 
or maybe I just like hands in pocket
or wearing my earphones in my car
so I can answer this here phone
for this car absent of bluetooth–
protecting me and you
 
or maybe you're angry–
having a bad day
I pass your way
through your veins runs hate
so I become your play
 
I'm just like you‒
generation after generation
passed through
without obligations
to changing the view
 
–it all seems like voodoo
we both–
not really having a clue
‒taking it upon ourselves
get off that dusty shelf
change the view
so our kids
won't suffer too
 
maybe I do have a gun
–anger raging in stun
do you see inside of me
my hard history
maybe my hand shakes
though you can't see
–you're so angry
not seeing what's at stake
 
maybe I did some drugs–
stopping the pain
keeping from going insane
but soothing I didn't gain
all looks like a game
emotions adding to more pain
 
then you come along
thinking I'm a thug
you want to cut me down‒
stump me like a bug
without knowing the deal at home
why I'm here–
a gun...all alone
 
maybe don't yell
talk...love–
let it swell
 
instead of jail–
lead my soul to help
without making me
hate myself
 
I, too, want peace
between you and me
 
maybe instead of arrogance‒
show understanding
compassion
 
I don't want a free ride
just a reason...inside
not to cry
 
I am tough
I've got muscles, tats
my life has been rough
–crazy and all that
it doesn't mean
I'm just stuff
to pluck
 
a handshake
a hug
 
–that just might be
enough
 
I'm a human being
I don't mean to sting
 
just a little bitter
please, your anger–
could you reconsider
 
look at me for me
God's† child
making my way...like you
through the miles
 
–the past is gone
this is now
together–
we can make it all
worth while
if we just remain calm–
approach each other
in mild
without death coming in fowl
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‘Colorless Birds’

We’re all various shades of brown!

A sample from Book 10

 Colorless Birds
 
a failed adhesion
‒mixed hypercritical damnation
of all the hysteria‒
the misunderstood mystery
hundreds of years
still shed tears
still darkened fears
 
what was fought
so hard for
it doesn't seem
we came too far
even living
under the same stars
color‒
keeps bringing us back
‒justice lacked
white...black
heresy in a broken-down shack
 
tackle the government
‒greed's endowment
keeping
that stupid war's enlightenment
taking it's very commitment
back to days of judgment
 
where are the colorless birds
‒haven't you heard
that war ended
in a blood-soaked swirl
leaving this mixed-race girl
in a confused swirl
 
‒still an uneven world
lost in racial twirls
 
we're still paying tokens
‒what was broken
thought to be fixed
‒all should be mixed
still backwards
the clock tics
 
years and years
suffered pain
what did we gain
‒it's just insane
still playing
this black-white game
 
didn't king die
for a simple dream
 
to live in a time
where there is no color
 
just people
where each other
given no time to smother
no matter skin color
you're still my sister, my brother
 
honoring a man's life
doesn't give war the right
to bury the dream
‒words he openly screamed
leave hatred...difference behind
to each other
be kind
 
it's just time
stop banking on race
look into each other's face
see beauty's lace
of God's† amazing grace
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‘A Beacon’

You MUST take action instead of trolling!

A sample from Book 10

  A Beacon
 
do you hear it–
ring, ring, ring
liberty does sing
 
through the tiniest notion
–every vocation
each unique imagination
 
one nation
stands for liberation
she's not a simulation
she's reality's verification–
there's ramifications
if tied by dictation
 
do you hear it–
ring, ring, ring
liberty does sing
 
no unification of nations
can match her situation
no militant formulation
can undermined her creation
 
she has limitations
push her motivation–
her wrath's determination
unveils against aggression
 
do you hear it–
ring, ring, ring
liberty does sing
 
all look upon her manifestation
for freedom's not suppression
it's an awakening sensation
unmatched by any's validation
 
she is liberation
the beacon of hope rendition
to all oppression
she is the united states of america–
under God†
she is one nation
to the world's population
she is their mandation–
 
being free is
God's† given human condition
not under bureaucracy regulation
not under controlled restriction
but through
the self's desire for liberation
 
do you hear it–
ring, ring, ring
liberty does sing
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‘Leave It All Be’

Just Let the Children Learn!

A sample from Book 4

 Leave It All Be
 
ma' lord...be gone
your grace here...so wrong
―stayed on track
non-constant watching back
since I's young
no steady song sung
I's get use to a way
then thes' be's the day
some different mold of clay
readin' I's be laughin'
 
yes―there in the secon' grade
we's laugh...giggle
what fun we made
 
I can tell a book mighty fine
it had all stuck in my mind
then came the time
got me all out of line
 
yes...fourth grade it was
cuz books were a fuss
no longer my lust
 
I's a bit slow
but stories...they do go
I's 'member the row-boat
―that train that could go
 
readin' fast and all
―grades began to fall
 
if they'd just let it be
I'd have straigh b's
 
now...it's only f's
behind...my skills was left
 
I's didn't make through the res'
all those long tes'
too much of a reading mess
 
this way...that way
wish someone had just say
leave it all be
she's fine you see

I know...I know
beings here on the street
isn't good fa' me
but the truth be
I's still there
enjoying reading
in second grade
with a b
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