‘Dominance of Origin’ (Yeshuah)

‘Dominance of Origin’ (Yeshuah)…Its ruins I will rebuild, and I will restore it that the remnant of men may see the Lord, and all the Gentiles who bear My name, says the Lord, who does these things’ [Amos 9:11,12]

Dominance of Origin (Yeshuah) 

it's plain to see
manipulation's twisted fate
with love you have a date
if you remain
in the course of straight

it is never too late
hold hands on a date
seek a forever mate
if you just stay
live My† way

it is I†, Yeshuah†
listen here
to the words I† say

sometimes patience is key
love takes time in grow
it isn't always simple
in nature
sometimes it takes
being away
to understand
one's fate

listen close, listen intensely
words in truth never lie
time gets put aside
still moving forward
but still at the same time

it is in patience
that it drives
a simple byway
changing courses of time

love does that

it is hollow
then it's full
but what is deemed
by the Father†
will be
even when you can't see
the possible
it is

time marks change

what you see in others
isn't always truth
things don't mark love
things can't measure faith
things can't speak or hug

you will come to see this in time

love marked by the Father†
will always be

it's trusting in Him†
it's being patient
and a willingness
to always be ready

what's marked love
will always be love
it will always find its way
home

trust in the process
love hurts at times
always for reason
to build
to awaken
let it grow in its natural form

it will come to you
if God† deemed it so

Notes: The photograph David chose is from October 2, 2019: Wave Warning. The explanation of the elements in the photograph are on the page itself.

(July 8, 2022)—He led me to Acts 15:1-5 through Acts 15:30-35 after the writing.

Love is true. For me, as His servant, He keeps me straight because truth is important. He once told His prophets that He will dumb-down those who ‘think‘ they are smarter than Him. He does this to me when I get too proud or do what He said ‘not‘ to do. I had to learn His ways the hard way.

On June 26, 2020: Presidential Wake Vision, I tried to figure Him out straight. I figured wrong. He took my arrogance, if you want to call it that, and proved me wrong for one simple reason, so that pride would not be part of my life. I tried to interpret the president wake vision without guidance, on my own accord. I was wrong of course and a year later He explained the vision to me. Because He didn’t show me a dead body, only the coffin, it didn’t mean a bodily death as I assumed. Together with the building, the cars, the feeling…all of it combined drew the conclusion as He explained that it wasn’t death of a person, but instead death of a presidency and a political career. As of today, this is true. It has come true.

Again in the explanation of the virus and the ‘U’ (June 9, 2022: Crogulated’ (Yeshuah)) and a few writings before this one that He made known the ‘U‘ figure, I assumed or rather He controlled what my eyes saw, to bring me down to size so to speak. I assumed again and He well told me not to.

Love. He explained this to me this morning when I realized what I did. I demanded, ‘I lied to these people!’ He said, ‘No.’ Then He explained what He had done and why.

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‘A Time In Between’ (God)

This is the in between time…the time between the time given to pray and heal and the time of the warnings, as in the first few Visions of 2019.

A Time In Between (God)

they rally for peace
look at them in the streets
young and absent-minded
not knowing
from where they are from

it is I†, the Lord Almighty†
it is from Me† that they come
but they do not know
for their fathers failed
to follow My† instructions

away with them
a broken heart is a broken heart
in time it will mend
and in the mending
all will be forgiven

from high, I† see
a constant peril of souls
My† Son† has been speaking
you have not been listening
this will be on your heads
says the Lord Almighty†

it is I† who speaks
tell the people these words
woman whom I† chose
forget their senseless nagging
they do not know from which they speak

they are blinded from the truth
for they have not proven themselves

(At this time, my alarm on my phone went off.
I got up and turned it off, then returned.
He said, 'Do you think there's more to write?'
I answered, 'Yes.'
He replied, 'And there is.')

accountability
all nations will have to account for their sins
I† will do the accounting, says the Lord Almighty†
I† will place judgment on them as I† see fit
until then, a heart is broken, but
the heart will mend in time
time given
time earned
it is for Me† to decide which time

I'm† not done
I'm† taking accountability
if you want to blame, blame Me†
for it is My† hand sweeping among you
if I† want to call out names,
I† shall
but this isn't a time for names
this is a time for accountability
a time to see what is in your hearts

I† still see the idolism among you
it sets those of the world apart from the chosen
those whom deserve a kingdom

The vibration stopped and I stopped hearing Him.
Then He came back suddenly and said:

says the Lord Almighty†

Notes: The photograph chosen for this work is from October 15, 2019: The Phoenix. This is the day that He sent the angel in case you would not believe these images were from Him. I’ve included her below. You can keep denying that God is communicating with me. You can keep denying that He sent all the images in these photographs and that He sent the world messages that are in the photographs. It doesn’t matter. It still is. He is warning you. The world…all nations. It is on your head as He said in the above writing…the future of your grandchildren is at stake.

(September 24, 2021)—The explanations included in the above piece, God said to include it.

After reading the Scripture He sent me to and rereading the name of this piece, ‘A Time In Between,’ then the piece itself, I get it. He said the virus was ‘The Adjunct’…extra time given to pray and heal. Patience has always been His demand of me. This is the in between time…the time between the time given to pray and heal and the time of the warnings, as in the first few Visions of 2019.

He said in many of the writings, the list is below, about the confusion set among us and how it will get worse. I see it plainly. People who said they knew God and Jesus are doing the opposite of what the truth is.

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‘Undo What’s Done’

You are worth every bit of struggle. It is up to you to take those struggles and help others with theirs. That’s the meaning of being the body and Jesus† being the head. He† is with you. Never forget that!

 Undo What's Done
 
you are His† son
a tiny dot of sun‒
that can wage wars
beneath the stars
from so close
yet so far
 
I feel it all‒
deep inside
‒you have
what it takes
undo what's done
‒show the world
your sum
 
you are His† son
larger than life
cut by a knife
bleeding deep‒
from the inside
‒throw it, throw it
far from your outside
grow outward‒
don't hide
 
prove to Him†
you are more‒
than just a son
‒you are a light
shining
from a darkened sun

‘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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‘To Not See in Shame’

Micah adds to the importance of the Choose!

 To Not See in Shame
 
He's† coming–
He's† watching and...tired
nothing has changed
all lost in shame
playing a tireless game
for simple gain
‒forgetting His† glorious name
 
He's† coming‒
your songs are deranged
your mentality strange
believing in sports' games
gold chains and diamond rings
leaving His† name
out of range
condemning those who sang
glorifying His† name
 
He's† coming‒
152 sets the range
in time...sets the change
choose which side‒
you'll play your game
then it will be set
no more chances to change
you choose
it's your time
to arrange the change
before time
gets out of range
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‘Pulling A Jonah’

Adhering to the Message!

 Pulling A Jonah
 
you can run
but you can't hide
upon you, lies God's† eye
from one end to the next‒
He† does not change His† tide
He† remains the same‒
in all colors of die
 
no use in the pretend‒
no use in loud or shy
His† call to you to ride–
to accept or to deny
either way
you'll pay with your life
eternity in die
eternity in the light
you choose
you have that right
 
‒that calling comes
from really high‒
you can run
but you can't hide
you...He'll† seek and find
throw you in perils of life
'til you accept with every sigh
 
cry little birdie...cry
He'll† wait
'til you get the right high
bowing your head
reaching for the sky
 
He'll† force your comply
He† knows your heart inside
His† calling
from within or outside
important for the rise
He'll† rage the water‒
'til you submit to the cry
then you'll see‒
the beauty of the light
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‘What Says You’

I am woman and my faith is my Choice!

 What Says You
 
defiance in its true nature
reaches those too immature
to know the difference
‒a veiled struggling creature
avoiding words of the one
true teacher
 
over two thousand years ago
blood fell on hands‒
those in the know
as they began to sow
deceptions made
of silver and gold
dawning black hats and robes
ignoring what Jesus† came to show
choices of ignorance
they choose
‒God† released His† grasp
His† hold
 
time slips in its venture
here and there...new adventures
‒words remain
from the one and only teacher
He† will come
without another lecture
He† will come
in storms of weather
they'll be no guessing‒
go on being the hater, the abuser
you won't have to wonder
when it's time‒
you won't deny
the presence of the creator
 
so go on...go!
be the reason
for destruction...hold
be thoughtless and bold
He's† coming!
He's† coming
absent silver and gold
He's† coming to decide‒
who stays, who goes
who rises, who He† shall behold
 
152...a good number to consider
ignore...it doesn't matter
He's† never been the taker
‒a constant in giver
lessons, tests‒
giving all chances in reconsider
now His† patience is on the damper
time is over...in chatter
get on your knees‒
be the prayer
change your heart
to the honest giver
repent in matters of sinner
‒time in choose
is now on the ledger‒
no turning back‒
He's†  becoming the taker!
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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!
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‘Renewing Spirit’ and ‘The Awakening’

For the Children…It’s a CHOICE!

 Renewing Spirit
 
I wake up to an empty dawn
raise my hands up
give thanks...without a yawn
knowing I wasn't deceived
I wasn't a pawn
by the One† wiser
than a fawn
 
take me, take me whole
in Your† arms...hold
for I'm just in mold
clay being recast
in gentle's bold
 
awaken me
give me strength
take me from death‒
wash away my sins
put joy in my heart
weaken this defensive anguish
steady my hands
calm my pulse
give me the words
to speak to them
like a boss
 The Awakening
 
it is of great joy
those willing to voice
‒given a sincere choice
bent over
wrapped in foil
thrown out
like a broken toy
 
those from suffering
will be the saving
their choice
in their hearts
no need to sort
 
the warnings
are coming to pass
make the choice
make it last
listen to words
already cast
fires in blast
soon to be coming fast
 
love, love one another
protect each other
from evil's smother
know life
know how to cover
shielded in hope
for your coming Brother†
 
don't be weary
don't be tired
for the light isn't a liar
but from the One† higher
the One†, your deliverer
your mother, father
brother, sister
your everlasting Father†
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‘Men of Songs’

Understanding depression and the veils by-way of Job!

 Men of Songs
 
I thrash out my complaints
I take the hurt, the blame
put it all on my shoulders‒
knowing
through all this rough terrain
not one showed sincerity
not one came
 
so I let tears fall
like rain
open my mouth
my worded train
feeling alone, empty
worthless...plain
wondering if I'm really insane
 
I cast out my stones to You†
‒Your† broken little dame
all these tasks
my life...so drained
not knowing the final aim
just take it all in‒
the arrows of false names
on invisible ropes...I hang
 
told...life is but a game
learn to play it...you win fame

 
You† and I know‒
that's not how it's framed
life isn't at all a game
You†...no one can tame
someone so righteous‒
You† easily cast in flames
and that person
will never be the same
 
when this heart
feels weak in faint
I look at all my I can'ts
I re-hear all those filthy names
know...none of them...I ain't
but I know‒
I'm such a tiny piece of grain
and the only fame
to be claimed
is that of Your† sweet, sweet name
 
I'm so, so tired
of being maimed
so tired of lonely's strain
what have I gained
on this hateful, lonely lane
 
I know it's part of Jesus'†
each and every vein
I'm so weary...feelings‒
my work done in vane
so, I call on you...Jesus†
please take all my complaints
straight to our Father†
‒pull me out
this agonizing drain
forgive all my trespasses
turn me over‒
to at least one heart
who feels the same
‒a bit of hunger
a bit of tame
to do works of good‒
in Your† sweet, sweet name
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