Dawned Existence: Plaque of Wars (God) ding dung tic-toc goes the sound of a prophet reading the Words the Words of a Kingdom so vast that time can't even live! say your Words loud, prophet for they cannot hear you but way up high but way to the left and way to the right and way below your Words are heard! time has no numbers in the Kingdom man cannot fathom the movement of the Kingdom who is speaking, prophet 'God,' I responded. yes, it is I the One you hold dear tell them, prophet to get their houses in order for they do not know when My hand will move or in which direction it shall move Fear My hand but also Fear My feet when they work together you are missing not just a town nor even a city but from mountain to mountain from river to river even sea to sea your high structures showing off your Ego's brain are just bits and pieces to Me! you are saddened over a town! how sway of you! man cannot bend a tree but I can man cannot toil to the wind tell it which direction to blow but I can tell them prophet! My hand moves the wind not man! how foul they have become all the scattered wondering aimlessly depending on possessions to feed them look at them the wealth of the world they can't feed themselves without stuff and it is all your possessions is just STUFF! how serial angular you are! bend your knees and pray plow with the harnessed move along the dirt let the sweat beat off your brow all your fight to replace what I have created will fail for when I move the wind so does the waters rage and when the waters rage clouds gain their purpose carrying the rain when My anger heightens so does the Earth move in whatever direction I stump My big toe! I have spoken through your fairy tales and laughing suggestions that I am a myth so shall you see how alive I am the prophet gave warnings not from her imagination but from My mouth let's see, 'o Arrogance tales to tell tell this tale for I shall tell it first in it comes sneaking east and west north and south blowing up heaps too much there not enough here blow wind blow how high up can you go? for the Riddle Maker brews a storm a raging one then settles it down only to brew up more how can you ignore when it goes here and then there on this side then on that side? 'pick me up' you scream but no one seems to be around it lights up there then it lights up here small then large bright then dim around and around all the way around never knowing where its bound it could be here then there or it could be there then here look! here it comes circling and swaying like a baby's cradle rock, rock sway, sway a tumbling and a twisting swoosh, swoosh blew, blew up then down down then up will it come down or will it stay up you say 'what goes up must come down' are you sure? I ask, the Lord Almighty, ask for did you make the Earth? did you form it and put it into place? you see others in the blackness but do you really know them? all your Pillage all your Curiosity space warriors! the Lord is laughing bitterly for you don't Want to fight against Me! you have crossed a boundary that was set now I will cross a boundary I have set! I, the Lord Almighty God will give you what is due all your stuff floating all your junk all your possessions since you cannot clean Earth you bring it to My space so I shall return it to you in a way never seen by man nor ever recorded anything near what My hand will do! the wall of glass the estranged river is only the beginning a new Earth is bound up first away with the old as I see fit! the Lord has spoken and will continue until I shut the Words up and seal the prophet's mouth!
(October 5, 2024)―This was given yesterday. After He led me to Job 26:1-4 through Job 28:1-19. Particularly Job 27:13-23 through Job 28:1-19…these are for you. Pay close attention because at the end of Job, God says that the way Job thinks and believes is correct.
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