‘The Alpha, The Omega’

I ask the hard questions. I want to know. And do you know what? God wants me to know.

 The Alpha, The Omega
 
He† is
therefore
you are
 
words you say
words you hear
 
things you see
people you meet
 
places you go
things you do
 
things you write
art you paint
songs you sing
pictures you take
roles you play
‒task you perform
 
from birth 'til sleep
‒the works of He†

(December 10, 2019)—This continuation of the Lazarus Scripture from ‘In Good Faith’ leads to a strong breath of foretelling. Of all my young years, no one told me this and I was raised a Catholic. Why? Why didn’t they point this all out? I was a child eager to learn and I don’t recall anyone telling me this foretelling deal. Why didn’t they tell me the reason for the Bible? Why didn’t they tell me that God was all in a way that a child would understand?

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‘In Good Faith’

‘…Are there not twelve hours of daylight? A man who walks by day will not stumble, for he sees by this world’s light. It is when he walks by night that he stumbles, for he has no light.’…—John 11:5-16

Note: The photo that accompanies this work was taken November 9th. Jesus love as it is told to me, as I believe what I’m told.

 In Good Faith
 
I pillaged
my sorrowful soul
filling up
an empty bankroll
with dried-up tears
in cold
trying desperately
to unload
‒tiring moments
in fold
 
then Jesus† comes in‒
pulls my restless body
from the cold
shows me
there's no loopholes
in this faith-bearing role
 
He† directs me over and over
prophets, disciples, apostles‒
all forced down the foxhole
doubt lingering
under a microscope
all needing signs
‒the tiniest
of pigeonholes
 
'I know...but please
give me a porthole'

 
as God's† faithful heart knows
humans must fight
the trolls
signs needed
for the role
so easy...to show
who's in control
 
not offended...He† abides
His† chosen souls
‒erases doubt
emptying
of every bit
of the cajole
 

(December 8, 2019)―The story of Lazarus. That’s where I was brought yesterday. But I wasn’t told to post it yet, instead after prayer with David, I was instructed to get my nails done. I’ve been wanting to do this, but I kept putting it off. My nails get quite long and when they reach a certain length, they get really hard and when one breaks, it usually breaks by the skin part, which hurts. And that…the nail parlor…is where this story led me.

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‘Rapture’

I don’t want to believe Him. I didn’t say I don’t believe Him. I said I don’t want to believe Him. It is true all the same. God doesn’t lie. He is truth. Jesus is truth. Truth is. You can’t defend what is. God’s will is. And what is…is. And what God’s will is…will be…therefore, it is.

Note: The picture that accompanies this work was taken November 9th. I haven’t finished putting up all the photographs taken this day. There is no rush as there was before. What will be will be. You will pay attention after God makes His move, for your faith is weak. (This is His message not mine.)

Rapture
 
on earth‒
lives all creatures
in each‒
lies a common feature
one so misunderstood‒
confusion set
by so many preachers
 
in came our teacher
setting things straight‒
before His† departure
 
but control was always
man's infrastructure
a way to push‒
the foreclosure
‒the ways
of the stagnated vultures
‒forcing many
into dried-up pastures
as their man-made kingdoms‒
they nurture
‒building up
to in-the-now pleasures
 
here's something to measure
a good shaking-up lecture:
a soul...beings under the texture
live forever‒
despite man's literature
‒this...where...in comes
the mixture
 
by man's hands‒
the mind-bogging massacre
where man thinks‒
he conquered
byway of the conjure
 
this inside being
driven by
a higher chauffeur
‒one with
a divine signature
‒in the moment
of departure
it leaves
without torture
‒up or down‒
depending
on its nature
‒the heart's activity
in haggard
 
you see
only a body's exposure
‒already gone
its inside architecture
 
so when comes massive
in measure
bodies will remain‒
seen as volatile in nature
by those stuck‒
in man-made pastures
‒a common mistake
in manufacture
‒typical...man-driven legislature
 
'everything
is not what it seems'

 
pay attention‒
to the ultimate wizard
the one controlling‒
backwards and forwards
He† who makes‒
the rain and the blizzard
 
He† will come in seizure
bust up your infrastructure
for He† is
the ultimate investiture
‒leaving you sit
in questionable wonder!

‘Pondering of Heart’

Jesus Speaks. What He said then applies to NOW as well! You haven’t heard…still!

Note: The photograph that accompanies this work was taken November 11th. The Orb near the cloud formation is telling us what to watch for in the photograph. The avenging angel slowly makes its way across the sky. You can ignore or pay attention. God always gives us a choice. His promises are coming all the same…if you believe or not. When it happens, don’t ask, ‘What the fuck is going on?’ He’s already told you through me. You just refused to listen and prepare.

 Pondering of Heart
 
it's abundantly clear–
a treasure
from the house of asher
–a simple, loud gesture
giving, not taking–
in the wavering
of survivor
 
don't look behind–
in the rear
what's lost...became
of the wedding crashers
taking, taking
without thought–
of the whiner or the loser
 
from out of darkness–
comes light
from an impending doom–
to...there's still room
–stretching these arms
peace raging–
out of the storm
–for someone
sounded the horn

(December 5, 2019)―‘Pondering of Heart’, written on the 3rd, has taken me a while to think over. What Jesus has to say in the following Scripture is serious, and I usually write for God. Writing something for Jesus is a whole different emotion for me and I’ve been nervous, for He is my brother and my love for Him…always brings me to tears. Hard love. He had to dish it out as well and He’s showing me here that no matter how you put it, they won’t see if God doesn’t want them to see with their eyes. God’s biggest test is this: Can they see with their heart?

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‘Tests of Worth’

What is life worth to you? What would you do to get it?

Note: A direct message from God begins this commentary. The photograph that accompanies this work was taken November 9th. The V in my hair. God’s vengeful side. Read the commentary on that page to fully understand. It’s time that you did!

 Tests of Worth
 
will you remain the playa
the prima donna
stuck in propaganda
or will you see
as did hezekiah–
stand still
drop all pride of heart
pull out deception's dart
do your part
for the one and only Lord†
 
in words of isaiah
in words of the Messiah†
–now...will you continue
to adhere to false dogma
ridicule His† agenda
words sent to heal, to save
not break down, destroy
 
will you see the difference
change your ways
will you continue your
judging hoopla
praise in a manipulative
hosanna
will you turn
see truth in Jesus the Saviour†
or abuse His† cross
for money's gala
 
what's your worth
avoiding the pit
why won't you heal
from your trauma
–understand the true utopia
heaven's doors...opened
 
God† won't send a subpoena
–it's all upon self
seeing true worth
the reason for the Messiah†
from death to resurrection
from fall to rise
the truth
to your dilemma
as in the life of hezekiah
stand firm
in God's† agenda

(December 3, 2019)―I was told to wait and post this. I’ve been waiting for the go ahead. I finally got it.

On November 15th, I received the following message directly from God:

‘You will see. The test is coming. They will see I am the God, the Lord Almighty, the Alpha, the Omega. They will see My wrath around the world. I will shake it, rattle it, put it all in unstable. Unite or see the end. Unite. Come together. Help. The time has come. For the prophet Isaiah warned so now a new prophet warns. This is the one and only God. The warning is set. The button’s been pushed. You will soon know it is I.’

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‘Each Time’

God is NOT a religion. He’s everything. What part of this you don’t get? Jesus is Love! Working for them is hard. People will condemn you. The pit for them!

 Each Time
 
I don't have to write
what I feel
job already spun that reel
 
job tells how you deal
he explains the real
truth...so many conceal
words...sewn up...sealed
 
that's not my drill
here's my only
needing thrill:
have I touched one heart
just one...I look around
–there is none
yes, I've found none
without a whisper
without even one word–
there's nothing to sort
easy...there comes no clutter
to even...with...bother

You've† removed
every single one
–gone
even my little ones
there's no one
so, what I have won
 
I question
You† answer
share...You† demand
help them understand
what's eating–
the hearts of man
 
still..no one
not one single one
 
each time–
comes Your† demand
take my knowledge
to this deceitful world–
take a stand
 
each time–
less I have
each time–
love...I get–
not even half
 
instead...sacrifice
at Your† hand
for woman and man
evil to withstand
but...they chalk it up
to wantings of fans
 
for penny games
the pit's national grandstand
putting everything about You†
into a circus of alien brand
 
each time–
You† ask of me: more
alone stands at my door
You† keeping me from them all–
society's beck and call

I appreciate the stall–
Your† love
throws me up against walls
for You† catch me
every time I fall
 
each time–
I ask for someone
still...no one
for I'm designed for a two
in a world
where there's so few
who to You†...are true
 
each time–
I ask and wait
each time–
tears You† bring
in sad songs
to sing
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‘A Swayer’s Cup’

Truth: You say you write for the Lord, you hear the Lord, they say you are crazy, insane. You rape and destroy other people’s lives with lies and manipulation, they toast to you and say your a friend!

Note: The picture accompanying this work was taken on November 11th. The arrow and an Orb pointing out the avenging angel God puts in the sky.

A Swayer's Cup
 
I let it all happen
I did my thing
let them all ring
–the bells they joined
in cling
 
I kept going...ya know
doing instead of talking
–I wasn't going to stop
as they began their chop
 
it was slow...ya know
small disappointments here
large disappointments there
–I brushed it off
I had control of my hair
I knew the how and the where
–so no need...me...down...wear
 
I kept sucking it all in
as sickness halted me
–some kinda shit in my piss
got into my nerves
–hurt like a bitch
I just had to deal
trying to hide my hiss
 
this seemed 'a turning for them
all who called me family
and friend
it was a strange turn of events
'what did I do'
I kept wondering
 
pain kept sinking me in
no one could tell me–
how to win
there came a point
I just wanted to end
there was no one to help me
understand this fight
I was in
 
it just all became a rage
some sore of out-of-mind stage
no one came
no one believed my range
–me giving zero reason
just an illness-fighting season
 
pain slapping every angle
my skin on fire
with no one helping me
–not even trying
 
me...'a crying
maybe some whining
'what did I do'
to make everyone
me...gone in denying
 
then it all went exploding
a marriage in killing
down to total in zero
gone the hero
–adding to pain in feeling
came total confusion
–that which
there's no explaining
 
I went to that place
job wrote about in telling
down, down, down
not anymore
no use in fighting
 
they chopped me to pieces
all my moral standing
gone...no more handling
I let it all go
as anger...out of me
began its flow
 
no one understood
I was already
turned to wood
not even seeing
'what did I do'
no more diving
into books
–only my figure and looks
gave me a reason
in could–
sexing it all up
–just to feel good
 
a good christian life
didn't matter
I was thrown to the knife
cast down...like louella–
in her sin-lived life
 
there was nothing to do
but watch them all
undo
everything I'd accomplished
down, down, down
they all smashed
pushing, pushing
trying to force me
in crash
 
I surely stumbled
I sexed it up in humble
for a time...I wandered
even in gay
mocking an ex in disarray
for his truth...hidden behind
false in stay
 
I finally had enough
for myself...stood up
they all spit in my face
all in doings of betray
–using my life
as their punching bag–
I was crucified
stripped
of all my bright
 
house, friends, children
all my reputation
all my education
gone for the prideful stride
as down, down, down
went my buried life
 
'what did I do'
 
I went over and over
uncovered all the covers
I never stole
from any of them
never cheated, never lied
never betrayed
never killed or beat
–I wrote words on a page–
my life in a little bit of rage
 
I gave
I loved
I helped
 
even in mad–
I gave what I could
even in hurt–
I did whatever I could
make another life
soft, kind
–even in my anger
I never crossed the line
 
so me...they hate
speaking truth
living honestly
letting God† work through–
undoing all they glued
as He† wants me to work–
to better a life
for you
 
they hate me even more
closed...shut all the doors
me...not caring anymore
or wondering what for
for their lives...I prayed
–and mine…they stabbed
with a knife
 
so I raise my cup
I've had enough
I've educated myself
I've given 110 as a wife
I've stood the wall–
eleven years without strife
I've raised three children
worked, slaved without–
a husband giving
–as in the same house
we went on living
 
I raise my cup...to all–
betrayal...an evil whore's bluff
for God† pulled me up
–gave me strength
in enough
as they all showed–
their truth–
the wickedness of crud
–I walk in sway
maybe alone–
but I can honestly say
I hear the Lord†
I don't have to fake
 
I'm for real
the true in deal
for I didn't give up
when the devil thought–
I didn't get enough
of its...in the rear...fuck
 
that's right!
I'm in the sway–
a filled cup
of Jesus† love
–for I took His† crumbs
got the fuck up
drew in...with a deep suck
'I got this!'
I know I didn't do anything
to deserve this bitch's twitch
‒I'm so down with this!
 
yeah! I let out my sway
let God† fill my cup
kept my head up
even when I wanted
to give the fuck up
–for trusting in the Lord†
even with a broken heart
was me...being the bard
the writer of truth–
from the start
–a fucking swayer
with a God†-filled cup
rich with spiritual loot
all because I was true
–surviving the ring–
of evil-driven fools
 
now I know what to do
speak nothing but truth
the devil has no clue
of the power in God's† truth
–that which I share with you
so you'll know what to do
when that bitch
is allowed
to play with you, too!
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‘Wasted Time’

God sends signs all the time, but you still don’t get it. You have to learn His process first! War. Blood shed. Fighting over 136 acres of land…you DO NOT KNOW GOD!

Wasted Time
 
you're constantly trying
you're constantly studying
–so much time...wasting
gone are your days
as you praise
then argue and fight
in constant delay
 
how...how are you
living the way
 
tell me...honestly
all this strife
blood dripping on grounds
children dying so young
women raped and beat
killing, killing
 
how...how are you
living the way
 
can a child lead a lion
do cats and dogs get along
how...when colors of skin
cause you to bend
when shepherds
can't keep watch
instead build walls, laws
sending innocent men
to gold-controlled pins
 
oh where! oh where!
is the way
 
His† blood shed
with just words to say
a voice against this hate
put you in mixed sedate
 
signs! oh signs!
always looking behind
yesterday is yesterday
how is that today
when you pillage away
what He† came to save
 
wars are wars
weapons are weapons
the road...the way
is the only one paved
raising you up
out of the grave
 
see...hear
in the heart
the sign is near
always in awake
 
He's† staying put
patient in the wait
a new earth
another journey
–before that day
 
a renewing of spirit
until you get it
 
see...hear
destruction does await
–the way out
the saved
living the way
–is their new day
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‘Which Wall?’

Not just one nation…ALL NATIONS. There is NO WHERE to run. Sorry. You pissed off the LORD! Not a human…like a president or some royal BS…THE LORD! He’s wrath is COMING!

Note: The photograph that accompanies this work was taken October 23rd when He revealed truth as in the Dragon and that He is ‘watching’ as in the All-Seeing Eye, which matches today’s Scripture, as well as what is going to happen with Earth. You can listen or not. It is going to happen! I would start paying attention!

 Which Wall?
 
the writings were placed
on the wall
the people sat
on the wall
still…those beat their heads
at the wall
I, myself, wrote:
'I stood on the wall'
I, myself, wrote:
'did you stand on the wall
arguments stand
as today...up...goes a wall
 
we each must fall
to understand this wall
from people to nation
–significance of each wall
reveals which next
will fall
 
those who guard the wall
answered a higher call
–stands to watch
their guarded wall
fall
 
from person to nation
their comes a stall
when no one hears
the call
 
as humpty-dumpty
all the kings horses
all the kings men
couldn't put him
back together again
 
after the coming
of the fall
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‘Pledging the Way’

Ignoring reality of the truth is setting yourself up for the final judgment. Are you willing to wait eternity in the pit for that final judgment? Damn, you must be dumb!

Pledging the Way
 
God's† utopia in affect
not hard to connect
dots in dissect
 
creating bodies in alphabet
in growth–
comes the pickpocket
taking each knowing nugget
–what sticks to mind
what drives us in let
it's all stored up
in chambers of secrets
to be used against us
like a useless puppet
 
in ways of interpret
how this picker
uses each snippet
sending out lives
to the toilet
if not taught the process
of the bullet
 
if taught in correct
we'd know it's all useless
for yesterday is gone
sins brought to offset
like untying a corset
letting our hearts breath
rethink in etiquette
asking for mercy–
so in comes the flower
in violet
 
then what happened
becomes our asset
changing the blanket in forget
to a lesson to teach
in rocket
 
the how in putting our lives
on a budget
living the way
with zero regrets
–that's God's† ultimate utopia
the love in magnet
without fighting useless
 
but...there is a useless
a warring jacket
with material sockets
bleeding blood from facets
masquerading....
as beautiful sunsets
 
learning the difference
warding off the pickpocket
saying
'go ahead....
take but you can't stay'

 
–it's all a sublet
learning sin's object
then letting go–
moving into the way
the total in accept
without losing God's† gifts
that which
He's† the architect
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