‘A Messenger’s Decent’ (Yeshuah)

I looked up the number 1692 and the Salem Witch Trials in Salem Village, Massachusetts immediately came up.

A Messenger's Decent (Yeshuah)

they come from here…Heaven
they exist
to the highest order

they are specially chosen
by the Father†, Himself†

it's instruction on messengers
by Me†, Yeshuah†, the first Son†

the world does not know them
though they are

their existence has been revealed
some of the prophets have seen them
some accredited
most not
the most prevalent of them
were silenced!
for the world
does not want them
for the messengers control
what man cannot

they are heavenly, of course
but they still can fail

here, I'll† explain

man basked in evil
you are constantly Blaming
you Need something
or someone to Blame
it is man's very nature

redeeming his own self
seems to be too hard

not messengers from Heaven
who have fallen
they take full responsibility
but they are condemned
by the Lord†

they roam and search
for the weak, the dying
in Spirit
they torment
they are chief controllers
of Wickedness

since they have fallen
they often like to provoke
the Lord†
but they are not above Him†
they are tools
just the same

it is allowed
as a way to seek Humble
from the chosen


I† am here
to help you fight
I† am the tool
to hold onto

(August 17, 2023)―‘A Messenger’s Decent’ was given August 14th. I didn’t post this at first because I had a hard time understanding, and I was a little upset. Deep inside. Why did the church my mama took me to teach me these things? It is a strange thing.

At the end of the writing, He didn’t give me passage but instead a number: 1692.

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‘Nothing’s ‘No More”

You can talk all day long about these things, but if the very people who are not suppose to be doing it are doing it, then why not you do it, too.

Nothing's 'No More'

you can't make another feel
when lost is the deal

a heart you can't steal
when it refuses to heal

you can't live in a memory
‒be in constant harmony
without bringing calamity
to yourself
locked in your own history

...and...you can't just let it all go
expect to just flow
expect it all to turn to gold
‒have bank accounts
full of do'

you have to break the seal
what you managed to conceal

you have to relive its mystery
unlock its misery

take every memory…choke
'til your mind-set goes broke

you have to feel
every hurtful chill
you have to pull it all out
hand it
its final bill

sing it
write it
build from it

whatever it takes
rebuild from its hold
with a self so bold
‒that no more
lies corrode

instead
you're ready to share
lay your heart bare
be the gold
that pulls someone else
from the cold

(February 10, 2022)—I wrote ‘Nothing’s ‘No More” November 10, 2021. I received another writing from Yeshuah this morning and I feel perplexed in a strange sort of way. But it isn’t for me to question. I hear. I write. I give. But before I give, I have to clear my mind, so I continued editing this morning and ‘Nothing’s ‘No More’ was put before me.

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