‘Chief Among Mountains’ (Volcano/Ocean Vision)

After the vision I felt heavy. Everything: my breathing, my body, even the air around me was really heavy.

 Chief Among Mountains
  
 He† came
 this chief
 in a poor-man's wrap
 speaking words of wisdom
 though they didn't see Him†
  
 He† came
 God† raised Him† above all
 after they forced His† fall
 upon Him†
 they did not call
 as He† beckoned them all
 to follow
 not live so dual
  
 He† came
 all nations didn't stream to Him†‒
 instead flocks did
 here and there...everywhere
 they know His† name
  
 He† came
 indeed He† did
 He† taught God's† ways
  
 many wars were fought
 much blood shed
 He† divided the land
 as He† said
  
 they still train for war
 instead of swords
 they have ships and tanks
 and guns that pierce the temple
 and rape and hate and anger
  
 so many lies were told
 leaving His† ways cold
 He's† still chief
 He's† still high priest
 He's† still the head
 He's† still the judge of man
  
 He† came
 yes, indeed
 no matter man's personal game
 He† is
 all the same 

UPDATED

Notes: The photograph was chosen from October 2, 2019: Wave Warnings.

(April 29, 2021)―I’m assuming that this is part of the puzzle that I’ve been getting. The links below lead to the other parts.

I was asked again, very faintly, if I was willing. I said yes.

Volcano/Ocean Vision: I saw the ocean, no specifics, just blue ocean waves. Then I saw a huge volcano spewing massive amounts of red, fiery lava in the sky. It was raining every where. Then the water was dirty and I saw faintly huge waves far, far away.

After the vision I felt heavy. Everything: my breathing, my body, even the air around me was really heavy.

I know this feeling is associated with what God showed me because He used my body before to add to what He was telling me. Like He was stressing His point. Like ‘calm’, Jesus told me once to remain calm. So He slowed my heartbeat, my breathing…everything until my whole being was slowed down.

(May 2, 2021)―Clarification. I was opened more to the above vision. Lately, when He’s ready to send me a vision, He asks me if I’m willing or if I can handle it. He’s the perfect gentleman. He doesn’t want to frighten me. Some of these visions seem simple, but they are so horrid that I block most of what I see out and He sends it over and over for days giving me a chance to see the complete picture. Like the structures I wrote about. That was extremely devastating. So is this one. So, I opened up more to what I was shown.

The volcano is not just in an ocean. It is rising out of the ocean. It’s massive and huge. The fiery lava that is spewing from its throat is also massive, shooting thousands of feet into the air and then falling back down for miles. I see it hit the water and turn the water dirty. I first see the ocean as beautiful blue then it is brownish and dirty. Then as I’m standing there, yes, on the water, I see these massive waves from really far away coming towards me. I don’t think I’m scared, but I really am scared. These waves are extremely massive and it’s not just one.

The list of dreams and visions are below.

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‘Strangled Times’ (Pacific Ocean Visions Continue)

A rapture is not when bodies mysteriously leave the earth as the false preachers have you believe. A rapture is when a large number of SOULS leave the earth.

 Strangled Times 
  
 a plateau has hit
 sending all into
 comfort's well-endowed sit
 a place in fit
 where no banging of fists
 lives
 just the comfort of it
  
 where money-fires are it
 where ego-seekers sip
 where pride gets its grip
  
 it's an evened-out trip
 one that'll soon
 take its dip
 ‒an allowed-incoming flip
  
 it's the plan of it
 the way of it
 the confusion of it
 a prepared dip
 for the coming
 man-driven apocalypse
 not zombies from death's grip
 as man sees it
 but death
 as in the pit of it
  
 they are zombies‒
 the walking dead
 an emptiness of spirit
 destroying
 all the good
 of it
  
 rape and pillage
 leaving ugly‒
 in the wake of it
  
 God's† hand spewing it
 for His† anger of it
  
 you won't escape‒
 His† wrathing fit
 He† asked for the praying
 of it
 you laughed at it
 pledging your idolization
 to it
 so He's† done with it
 He's† hardened
 in His† spirit
  
 it will take generations
 one, two or three
 for the complete of it
  
 then He† will hide in it
 man will have to sift
 through it
 without…out loud
 questioning it
  
 unveiling
 a deep-hidden secret
 in order
 to save it
   

Note: Again I am directed to the page February 9, 2020: Rough Waters…Millions Will Die. The cross. In almost every set of photographs, I’m sent a cross somewhere. As you can see, the cross is very pronounced.

(March 12, 2021)―I tuned in to Amazon’s Music for the awards and what songs had won. Sad. The words in some of those songs, messages…telling us all where we are headed. I know where we are headed. On August 25, 2019, I will remind you over and over, God said, ‘The Button’s Been Pushed.’ There is no…NO…turning back. Everything He has shown me in the visions, the photographs, and the writings will happen. The visions: the first parts have happened. You just don’t know God in order to understand what He sends. It’s time to learn.

Pacific Ocean Visions Continue: In I Am but Lowliness, I talk about the Rough Water Dream and Buildings Crashing Vision and how it connects to the page titled February 9, 2020: Rough Waters…Millions Will Die. Then night before last I had a serious of dreams but only one part I remember clearly: The ocean raging and when He (God) said, ‘Pacific’. Most of the visions happen on the Pacific Ocean. There is something really big that is coming and it will affect the Pacific Ocean in a major way. I can’t tell you what. I just tell you what I’m shown and told. But they all add up to a huge change.

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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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‘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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‘His† Spirit’

You got this…BUT only if you WANT this! It’s your CHOICE!

Note: The picture that accompanies this writing was taken November 9th. God revealing His power in a big way. His ART! I’m still adding frames to this page. Every second, 1/2 second, He changes the art. To reveal His speed…His creativeness. He wants you to know that He’s giving you time to get right with Jesus! That’s unconditional love in a nutshell!

 His† Spirit
 
He† took me to the cross
pulled me within
like a boss
 
all my anguish
He† tossed
'I suffered, too'
revealing truth's
heavy cost
 
when I felt lost
He† came to me again
in the glow of brilliance
He† held my hands
as in His† eyes
my childish self
got lost
building me up
'you have a blessing coming'
His† words
adding a heavenly sauce
to the love
in the raw
that filled me up
 
I can't complain
in patience
I must wait
all the judgment
take
for He† said:
'trust....
living in truth
a heavy cost'

as He† reminds me
of the cross
 
so I bow my head
welcome in
the Holy Spirit
filling me up
letting me hear Him†
 
then there He is
'I love you karen elizabeth'
'I love you, too, my Lord†'
as I'm surrounded
by the arms
of the boss
 
 
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‘Pillage of Souls’ (God in Commentary)

I am His messenger. I am His witness…this IS a Message from God:

 Pillage of Souls
 
it is in the vastness
of hide
where it is
you'll find the lie
–that which bleeds souls
to die
 
it is in the masquerade–
leaving questions
in why
tearing you apart
inside
leaving your mind
hallow and dry
staring from eyes
as tears you cry
 
it is in this charade
you play along–
for those in hide
play on your weak side
pull you
in their jive
laughing and smiling
all the while in connive
not allowing you to see
–where lies the suicide
 
you go along with it
you battle in your mind
for what you know
and what you see
collide
 
you finally accept
the ride
its joyful, happier times
leaving it behind
or not even knowing
what lies in the hide
 
deception is a lie
no matter the looks
outside
–some lie in die
on the inside
over a hide
buried in the homicide
 
mixing it all up
to points of destroy–
of good lives
for over the lie
someone has to die
–a life to justify
 
gone is where truth lies
–souls live pass
a body's life
 
all matters–
seen by God's† eyes
–as they laugh out loud
feel all is right
they are protected
in the hide–
 
God† is moving pieces–
setting it all up
for the dark–
(that hidden hide)
to be awakened
brought to light
revealing truth
–reclaiming souls
from the devil's eyes

Note: I’m told to use this photograph again. The All-Seeing Eye and the orb on my lips says I’m speaking truth. Photograph taken October 23rd.

(November 7, 2019)―‘As I have used countries as examples in the past, I am using your family (they pillaged My prophet!) to show what governments are doing, to show what churches are doing, to show what they are doing to My people and Earth, to show the disrespect towards the gift, this is the Lord Almighty. My wrath is soon coming. Repent. You have disgraced My laws. This is for the world—all nations. You will soon understand this is from I, the alpha, the omega. I sent you My Son. You didn’t listen. I sent you My word. You didn’t listen. You added your own laws. I will subtract you who failed to follow My laws. You will soon see My hand. You will not question if it is My hand.’

More of the message concerning my family is below and is VERY important!

(November 8, 2019)—I’m writing this as I’m told to write this. It is not for me to make you believe. When I put this up, it will be dated. That is why I’m putting all this up. He wants the proof that what is coming is from HIM!

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‘New Earth’

Today’s message: Powerful. Truth. The New Earth is Coming!

 New Earth
 
the perfect balance
from the start
was His† chalice
 
seasons create life
on the parts
that do right
snow into streams
fresh water's delight
plants for food and medicine
animals and fish for nourishment
wood for homes
protection from nights
sun for growth
moon for sleep
–keeping all things
balanced and neat
 
societies created
societies destroyed
testing and wavering
forgiving and loving
opening up the mind
more each time
all to follow laws
in kind
making it easier and easier
to love, be kind
on evil...draw the line
 
sending words
for those to come
giving intelligence
to out-smart evil's indulgence
–instead a forced silence
all around...malice
evil destroying His† chalice
for mere advancement
for mere power
in deliverance
 
words to isaiah
haven't crossed the agenda
trials upon trials
forgiveness upon forgiveness
infants dying
the elder dying too soon
strife and greed
the control of His† good seeds
without enough
taking a knee
 
ages in ice
cure all this lice
just in time–
a God†-driven slice
 
protection for evil
won't come
it's just how it's done
God's† coming to renew
–with so few
to see the newness
of the early morning dew
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‘Rebuke Me’

God is in Charge. Believe that or not…it’s a choice. Eternity means forever…unending.

Note: The photograph that accompanies this work was taken October 8. It was explained to me that what you see is God’s energy. He manipulates the round orb that you constantly see if the photographs to prove to you that what you see isn’t of my imagination. It’s up to you to believe.

 Rebuke Me
 
I've already felt the breeze
that which makes one freeze
the kind that rolls off tongues–
those doing evil's deeds
 
I've felt...deep inside...the need
become like the trees
swaying...back and forth–
feel inside their stagnation of free
even if a chain saw came–
cut them down by the knee
they're better off
than the millimeter
of a bad seed
 
so take your crimes...rebuke me
for I am as clean
as fallen leaves
without even having to plead
 
go on...get down on your knees
try...in your heart...to believe
that I've come...you...to deceive
–your abundance in receive
will be a constant in dream
 
He† said 'trust Me†'
so I stagger around
in watchful need
waiting around
for what I've seen
but...it's not for me to worry
bleep out all parts of history
 
for time is measured
in discrepancy
in which man doesn't understand
–can't possibly conceive
the mystics in heaven's mystery
 
so be brave
with a tunic in your hand–
let ego and pride cast the vote
turn the other cheek
believe instead
what you see every day
whisper in corners...rebuke me
for the Lord† said
'write what you see'
not
'write what you conceive
so they will love you–
it's best to be accepted by society
instead of think of eternity'

 
His† words...short and sweet
precise and demanding
what He† says today
in a human's guess of proceed
in an hour or a hundred years
–it's all in His† hands
breaks or makes
of a society
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‘Job’s Sister’

When you are asked to do something for the Lord, you do it. For He does not take NO for an answer. Those who know this, know the truth.

Note: What you see in the photograph that accompanies this work was taken October 15. He has sent me many crosses proving to me that what you see in these photographs are sent from Him. It is not for me to make you believe or understand. I’m to deliver the message. Your judgement of me is what He is expecting. That’s your mark. You have to answer to that. Not me.

 Job's Sister
 
I weighed out the words
on my heart
I cry and despise my life
I've given all–
to the light
–forgot about everything
sit quietly and write
day after day
year after year
as everyone I love
disappeared
 
alone...banished
I too, beg:
 
what have I done?
show me so I can repent

 
nothing...
but more to write
more work to be done
as lonely consumes me
waiting impatiently
for a love promised to me
work, work, work
as lines cover my face
moving from place to place
writing as in a race
–with no home to trace
 
on and on it goes
every word doesn't escape
Your† eyes
every move I make
You† scrutinize
as I work, work, work
through sleepless nights
missing all the day's light
for a promise
that's never in sight
 
all hate me in despise
I'm left with empty nights
in silence...I'm condemned
talking to the air
at empty walls–
I stare
 
leave me alone!...I yell
then You† fill me up–
a given bone
to do Your† work
then I'm brought back down
crying and complaining
wondering what wrong I've done
to suffer so deep
as everyone who used me
gets to see happy days
I'm torn, stripped of all joy
like a played-out toy
on it...where everyone spits
 
I'd rather this body quit
me...live as the spirits
who feel nothing
but see everything
for all I've worked for
gone
with no place
to call home
nor anyone to call
my own
–just emptiness
and work, work, work
with no joy or happy
left in my heart
 
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‘Crucifying Jesus†’

Persecution. I was led to the Acts in the Bible today. The historical account of what happened to Peter and the rest of them who initially was appointed to tell the world about their experience, their testimony, about Jesus Christ. Nothing much has changed!

Note: The purple ray that you see in the picture that accompanies this writing is the purple love of Jesus. It is a blessing that He is placing on the 2 orbs inside of the red bubble. Those 2 orbs represent 2 people whom God has already married. There is a marriage under God and a marriage under man. You will know who these 2 people are, I’m told, in the near future. I already know. (I’m told to write this because of my self-doubt. It is dated now as everything else I’m told to write. It is for the sole purpose of revealing truth to me, personally, and to you. I can’t deny my self-doubt because I can’t see how this will happen, but in God and in Jesus, everything is possible. In Jesus’ name, Amen.)

 Crucifying Jesus†
 
I'm part of the body
‒that of Christ†
the head
 
the bullying of me
is the bullying of Him†
the name calling...judgment
of me
is the judgment of Him†
 
I am special
for He† is special
if am part of Him†
He† lives
inside of me
 
for:
 
I am in Christ†
Christ† is in me

 
you forsake His† name
deny His† claim
I shall speak‒
all the same
–for He† removed my chains
as to peter‒
the angel came
 
you crucify Jesus†
when you crucify me
 
you ignore Jesus†
when you ignore me
 
your faith is tested
‒as mine
 
I cry for you
as your doubt...revealed
no longer can you conceal
a heart...wasted
 
for:
 
I am in Christ†
Christ† is in me

 
not just words
someone once heard
but forever in flight
the light
‒the saving bird
who gave His† life
–to redeem the world
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