‘Foreseeing’s Agony’ (Jesus)

I’ve been knowing what’s being talked about in this work. Jesus said it’s time to write it. Do you know how scary it is to write about something that hasn’t happened yet? It’s terrifying.

Foreseeing's Agony (Jesus)
 
june 11 became a day of saw
some things I don't want to recall
but I'm told: 'share with all'
 
come august will come the halt
 
black limousines
wanting to cover asphalt
but can't
for the living salt's
buried in vaults
 
maybe a time for martial law
 
death arrives
the enforcer of the people's law
together...deep in the heart
of mardi gras
parent and sibling
mixtures in choctaw
no one's fault
but hands of the Lord†
 
september will be somewhat
difficult
family and friends
no one doing summersaults
hospital stays...become
courts of law
no time to stalk
or even talk
‒ride not walk
steady...falls the see-saw
in streets
overtaken by a sudden claw
 
october's breath of the hawk
inside...inside
bathing noses in bath salts
better yet....
a bleach-coke walk
sipped through a straw
raises the pulse
‒all through the world
a willing death waltz
without making
the sign of the cross
 
streets covered in awe
as visions dance before me:
a medium black-haired woman
holding her dead child
....I can't help what I saw
 
'you are the prophet
you bare the warnings' 
came the voice of the Boss†
 
'I want to have elijah's attitude'
my sudden revolt
 
'it will be okay
you are ready'
came through
like a celebrating applaud
 
'ready for what'
hence my questioning the Boss†
knowing He† isn't some crystal ball
I answered a call
it doesn't make me paul
 
'you will know'
He† said without a drawl
then left without turmoil
 
‒just me holding the ball
the responsibility
of telling them all
without knowing if it'll happen
at all
just living in faith
of what I hear
but can't see at all

Note: I was directed to October 23 again, The Dragon and the All-Seeing Eye. I discussed it this morning in So Many Times and now this piece. There’s so much being told to us through this set of photographs. I screenshot a lot of what David pointed out to me. If you can see them, your vision is clear to the Lord. If not, pray and start examining your heart. You are veiled for a reason. You can change the Lord’s mind. Trust me on this. In these photos, as all of them, the cross makes its way to me in some fashion. In this coupled with the Daisy sun…it is amazing. And the reason behind the Daisy sun is quite amazing as well. It is something I asked for from David to prove to me he was from the Lord. When I saw the daisy in the frames, my heart skipped beats! And I screamed it out to the world. No one listened. Things will change. I’m not here for fame. I’m here to sew as many seeds as possible…and Jesus and David will help me! Trust me…they will! Click on their links…yes, they have their own pages because they are soooo amazing!

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(June 14)―‘Write’ came this morning, then after, ‘Open the book’ and Nahum.

Details of the FallThe shields of his soldiers are red, the warriors are clad in scarlet. The metal of the chariots flashes on the day they are made ready; the spears of pine are brandished. The chariots storm through the streets, rushing back and forth through the squares. They look like flaming torches; they dart about like lightening. He summons His picked troops, yet they stumble on their way. They dash to the city wall; the protective shield is put in place. The river gates are thrown open and the palace collapses. It is decreed that the city be exiled and carried away. Its slave girls moan like doves and beat upon their breasts. Nineveh is like a pool, and its water is draining away.Stop! Stop!’ they cry, but no one turns back. Plunder the silver! Plunder the gold! The supply is endless, the wealth from all its treasures! She is pillaged, plundered, stripped! Hearts melt, knees give way, bodies tremble, every face grows pale.—Nahum 2:3-10

I’ve had to write the same thing that’s discussed in ‘Foreseeing’s Agony’ before. But this time is a bit different. During prayer on June 11, I was told to get my notebook and write what is being discussed and what is being shown to me. It wasn’t nice. I was told these things before and I wrote about them last year. I can’t say that any of this will happen. It is not for me to say. All I have to do is tell you what is shown to me and what is told to me.

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‘Vastness of Discourse’

Everything is connected! Everything is NOT what it seems!

Note: The photograph was taken November 11th when we were sent the Avenging Angel in the sky.

Vastness of Discourse
 
it never fails
cruelty, disloyalty
forgetfulness
tiny bits...adds up
to the vastness
of ugliness
 
the Lord† showing His† face
only to be disgraced
man-made disobedience
the loaded gun of control
–in their seamlessness
of greediness
 
nineveh...your given symbol
truth of its legacy
–a failed heart
in its self-destructiveness
 
you aren't any better–
your stripping cadence
forgetting then adhering
–never knowing truth
in all its easiness
 
this lure of money's faithfulness
has again...trapped you
not knowing truth
in holiness
 
'why am I here'
 
your constant weariness
–your uncleverness
due to the end result–
the control of you
power, wealth
the seekers of the doers
keeping you sedated
over and over
 
you...not seeing God†
His† endless process
thousands of years
captured by your hunger
for lust
sexual, murderous mutilation
–without understanding
the connection of oneness
 
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‘Backlash’

You must learn to fight with your mind!

 Backlash
 
He's† coming
His† fierce wrath
–a warning
that will steal your laugh
 
He's† waited
as you gently
took your bath
seeing you
enjoy your treasures
He's glad
 
His† simplicity‒
riddled with an interesting sass
if you fall too far behind
on the graph
He† has an unwavering strap
administered by
a father's unconditional love‒
in a dash
giving you a chance
to bounce back
from your deep, darkened nap
 
but you haven't read
the telegraph
you haven't heard
the endless knocking raps
you haven't heard
the crash, the clash
or the blast
you haven't even heard
the slush
of His† slow drag
 
instead
you waddle like an ass
pretending to celebrate
honor His† flag
while others...with a bat
so willing to bash
 
round and round
lap after lap
slowly distorting Him†
in every class
mixing it all up–
commoners can't even grasp
leaving it all
to be given in mass
not willing
to take on the task
–it's all been a trap
 
the mark of the beast–
will be an easy lash
they will be willing–
without any wording sass
let alone
a flame from a shiny blast
 
how to measure gullibility–
the strength needed
to cure this rash
will take more
than attending a mass
or around waist
wrapping a sash
 
in the mind
will come the nag
–a played-out invisible rag
strange thoughts
making a face sag
doubt...oh! how nasty!
its constant drag
heaviness and confusion–
mixing it all up in lag
 
there's a better way to combat
this dark invisible rag
–powers hidden
once sealed–
too high to be grasped
it's now time
to bathe in its vast
opening it up–
the vaults...down...smash
 
mind for mind...slash
taking control back
before the Lamb† comes
in a flash
open up for a higher stash
–sorting through trash
with an energy in splash
 
yes, He's† coming
a warning in passing
a chance to be given
for a new class
a higher way
fighting in blast
a choice in self's brass
–thrive in eternity's musical jazz
or fall in evil's
forever fire-pitting trap
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