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‘A Disappearance Foretold’ (God)

…For the secret power of lawlessness is already at work; but the One who now holds it back will continue to do so till He is taken out of the way….—2 Thessalonians 2:1-12

A Disappearance Foretold (God)

it is written by many
it is written again
though many will not believe

it is I†, speaking in Truth
for truth I† am
to preserve Truth
and all of Her Wisdom

it will all be taken away
the disappearance will be grand
a suffocation of the Word
but not totally
but not completely

a rediscovery will come
but it will come slowly

look around you, 'o peoples
see My† virtue
around every street corner
of the chosen lands

in all Her beauty
Wisdom is caving in
for it is the will
of the Father†
what must happen
for the new age
to emerge

words are mere words
among millions of words
given and written
among jibber of the tongue
through key strokes
for one thing: greed

I†, the Lord Almighty God†
the orchestrate of such a thing
has laid out His† plan
go live your life
without wonder
and perish to the world
beneath

or increase your wonder
for all things must be
for the new age
is coming

a cleansed world
a renewal of rebirth

do away with your sin
do away with envy
and sustainable greed
for it will not sustain you

I† have sent Him† who speaks
still
but you refuse to listen

I† spoke…speak
but you refuse to hear

the world is
as it is
for I† made it so

the deceptions are clear
I† the Lord Almighty†
have confused minds
so that the deception
can be

do you not hear?

of course you don’t
the world is so much brighter
than the words of a prophet
words you don't want to hear

say them
say them clear, prophet

the sea is rumbling
way down deep
the warnings are written
through a simple pen

roll into it 'o sea
count each wave
as the wall falls down
sinking deep
as you cover it
all around

it has begun
the move of the Earth
all that is written
will come alive
at the end of this age

for a new age
is coming into being

but before that time
says the Lord Almighty God†
this age must fall away

it will
it is falling

before it falls away
these things will happen
all that is written
by the hands of My† prophets

Destruction and Disaster awaits
they itch at the bit
pounding their feet
the bridles are in place
the road is paved

the punisher has been released
the lawlessness
will make its debut
on an unsuspecting people
who are lost in the world
of greed and lust

they will not see it coming
blinded by all their idols
and lustfulness
by all their gold and silver
plunged into worldliness

they will be surrounded
before they know it
as the darkness consumes them
and hunger overtakes them

wail 'o streets
hear their sound

then I† will be put away
He† will be put away
safely and surely
where wicked eyes
cannot see

pierce your ag 'a in rhythm
without seeking 
the highest of unseen
the unseen will take control
and conceal and cancel
remove from every living eye
Me!

this end of age is upon you
though you will not see

rise 'o Wisdom
it's time to take Your march
and fall to its sleep

succumb 'o Truth
Your time of rest has come

breathe 'o Words set to a page
many pages
they do not want to hear
Your wisdom
so I† will close You up
and seal it
with My† in-signet seal
until the new age
is born

(May 1, 2023)—He led me to 2 Thessalonians 2:1-12 then to Nehemiah 7:1,2 through Nehemiah 7:5-73. The title of the section in my Bible for the Nehemiah Scripture is ‘Redistribution of Population’!

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‘Listen! Oh Arrogance’ and ‘Your Mother’s Tears’

Shackles. Black ones around solid white pigeons. Spin tops. What does it mean?

 Listen! Oh Arrogance
  
 you say you are christian
 but clearly‒
 it's a thoughtless decision
 ‒leaving out the crucifixion
  
 so here's something
 in consideration:
  
 we aren't in competition
 we ARE in cultivation
 separate in conception
 separate in our conclusion
 but in between‒
 we are to help each's corrosion
 through a mere conversation
 to help the conversion
 that needs to take place
 in our resurrection
  
 it's a wiping away
 of the contamination
 of the corruption
 without basking in the explosion
 without leaving another
 in the concussion
 without some caution
 ‒a given salutation
  
 be careful...your declarations
 you are also
 under evaluation
 by the One†
 in charge
 of your creation
  
 listen carefully
 to the instructions
 there was only One†
 made into perfection
 ‒the Harvester†
 waiting for your retribution
 ‒it's an individual
 invitation
 by-way of the vine‒
 the collection
 by-way of the faith
 in sanctification
 by-way of
 preservation

(April 10-13, 2021)―Two works for you to read ‘Laying It Down‘ and ‘Tell Me, My Lord†’. They were both written in 2019. The first is instruction on some Jesus love and the second is a prayer from my heart about myself. Yes, myself. We have to first look within ourselves before we can start thinking of fixing others, or planting those God seeds. It is of false hope if you take on God’s work before fixing yourself.

‘Listen! Oh Arrogance’―written June 5, 2020. The individual self has to heal. The vine is broken. In ‘Aliens Are Not’, written Feb. 2021, Jesus said that the worse lie was the collective lie…when people stand behind a lie just to fit in. Examples would be the Jews when they crucified our Lord and the Holocaust. There’s two kinds of self-preservation: 1. Healing self. 2. The deception of ‘saving’ one’s body instead of one’s soul! The difference between these two is the difference between the kingdom and the pit.

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‘Wasted Time’

God sends signs all the time, but you still don’t get it. You have to learn His process first! War. Blood shed. Fighting over 136 acres of land…you DO NOT KNOW GOD!

Wasted Time
  
 you're constantly trying
 you're constantly studying
 –so much time...wasting
 gone are your days
 as you praise
 then argue and fight
 in constant delay
  
 how...how are you
 living the way
  
 tell me...honestly
 all this strife
 blood dripping on grounds
 children dying so young
 women raped and beat
 killing, killing
  
 how...how are you
 living the way
  
 can a child lead a lion
 do cats and dogs get along
 how...when colors of skin
 cause you to bend
 when shepherds
 can't keep watch
 instead build walls, laws
 sending innocent men
 to gold-controlled pins
  
 oh where! oh where!
 is the way
  
 His† blood shed
 with just words to say
 a voice against this hate
 put you in mixed sedate
  
 signs! oh signs!
 always looking behind
 yesterday is yesterday
 how is that today
 when you pillage away
 what He† came to save
  
 wars are wars
 weapons are weapons
 the road...the way
 is the only one paved
 raising you up
 out of the grave
  
 see...hear
 in the heart
 the sign is near
 always in awake
  
 He's† staying put
 patient in the wait
 a new earth
 another journey
 –before that day
  
 a renewing of spirit
 until you get it
  
 see...hear
 destruction does await
 –the way out
 the saved
 living the way
 –is their new day

THE WAY CAME BEFORE JESUS: Hundreds of years! Hello! God is ALL. Jesus is the Way…because God sent Him!

(November 18, 2019)—I had a interesting evening last night. Movies. A very important lesson that has been taught to me over and over for years is that ALL art, ALL everything is from God. Each song we hear. Each movie we see. Each book we read. Each everything that comes before us is sent to us by God to teach us something. The only catch: We have to pay attention. Simple. And it is amazing once you realize this and start paying attention.

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‘Backlash’ (Crucifixion Vision)

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

(August 24, 2019)―Wow! is how today began. A jolting out of bed at 4 a.m. to write. I didn’t want to get up. Three times I was literally jolted out of bed. I finally got up and I’ve been writing ever since. That’s what I’m suppose to do: keep writing.

I mentioned in a few writings that I’ll eventually have a section on here about my meditation journey…it will either be in a category or an entire section to itself. All I know is that I’m on an extraordinary journey and I’ve been on this journey for years now, only this time it’s elevated, and I’m to share the entire process here.

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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

(August 13, 2019)―The things we do NOT listen to! Oh, my! Karen, you’re such a hard-headed child! Agreed! Agreed! The story of Jonah. That’s where I was led to this morning. I’ve written about Jonah before comparing it to the feeling of depression. That’s how I find the separate parts of each Scripture is: They tell us something different to each individual, but as a whole, the story of Jonah is much more powerful.

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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!

(July 5, 2019)—I was led to Ezekiel again today. Political mess. Shootings again in America. Not schools or theaters this time…Wal-Marts! I ask: Why not Target, or the malls, or Walgreens, or any other branded store. Why Wal-Marts? Strange occurrences. The schools. Sure there were a few out-of-sort shootings trying to throw it off, but mostly schools. Then theaters. Random? Across the country. Even less than six minutes from my house! Then a concert…I’m thinking it was going to be the first of many, but then security took over. Stupid really…to target a place like Vegas…that shit spills all over the country. I went to several concerts after. Security is high! Now stores….

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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

(July 29)―It all led to the children this morning. It all led to the Coming and how it will affect them by way of their parents. Isn’t that something! I figured it was coming to this!

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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

(July 24, 2019)—Our mothers. Veils. Mercy. I’ve been having a hard time putting my thoughts on paper lately. It may not seem like it but it’s still true. I end up writing it in my head then when I sit down, the same thoughts that I had don’t come out. I didn’t want to write anymore. For the past week or so, I’ve been in a battle with my self I guess you could say. I’m tired. I’ve been doing this work for seven years now. I’ve been writing and teaching and learning for over 10. I’m tired. But I’m to keep going.

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‘Solitary Confinement’

The truth of planting seeds by-way of Jeremiah! It’s time for hurting to take the personal responsibility to heal.

 
 Solitary Confinement
  
 they're out there enjoying life
 those who lied and betrayed
 while she sits in silence
 waiting for her time
  
 they all believe the opposite
 of what is true
 they are all blinded in fool
 while her tears cause her to drool
 praying...her inward tool
 for being condemned
 doing what she was supposed to do
  
 all abandoned her
 deciding to judge
 where no judgment was due
 pitying her–
 where no pitying was due
  
 so she accepts the cross
 ‒knowing full well...who's in charge
 in the waves of other's flaws
 like a rage doll...she was tossed
  
 but her hopes
stayed with the light
 their insecurities
weren't even her fight
 in her eyes
she just watched their blight
 screamed at them
in her troubled fight
 thinking it was her right
 standing up for herself
against the night
 those suffering for lack of insight
 in only the Lord†
can things ever be right
  
 yes, she watched...screamed
 with all her might
 years of blight‒
 but it was never her fight
 ‒she was already in the light
  
 so she waits...sometimes in cry
 accepting the silence
 her temporary confinement
 for ever lasting enlightenment
 as those who suffer inside
 play with false lives
on the outside
 ‒the lost coveting what they lost
 concealing in lies...lost
 not knowing what it means
 to take it to the cross
  
 yes, they condemn her, judge her
 placing her in depressed...lost
 when all the while‒
 what they refused to see
 she was always a faithful child
 of the Boss†!

(July 23, 2019)—There’s a lot going on but little of nothing. What’s taking place in my life is not on the outside per say. I never really knew what was meant by Spiritual Awakening. To be honest, I thought it was all a bunch of crap. But I could never deny the things I’ve experienced when it came to the spiritual world. All the experiences I’ve written about in My 12-Book Series, well, they actually happened. Everything I’m experiencing now…it’s actually happening. It’s not in my mind, or some crazy deal. I think this is the part that separates the spiritual realm from the rest of the world. People go to church every day all around the world, but they really don’t understand what they are hearing or reading about because so much is left out of those preachings.

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‘When You Are Sure!’

The veils revealed through Ezekiel 38 and 39.

 When You Are Sure!
  
 self righteousness
won't get you far
 look to the stars
 get out of your cars
 stare
not at mars...stars
  
 your petty judgments
 your petty arguments
 have not compared to wars
 the Lord† has charged
  
 out of peace
He† can forge
 start from nothing...wars
 use the enemy
for a cause
 that didn't exist
until veils barged
  
 your evil thoughts
won't get you too far
 for He's† in charge!
  
 you don't have a say
on your part
 when He† needs
to move forward‒
 His† barge!

(July 16, 2019)―I’m to write my truth to you. A lot has been going on in my world and it is happening fast. I seem to have written enough about the healing…what we are responsible to do for ourselves. Now, the writing is upsetting in a way. I’ve had some hormonal days topped with the upstairs neighbor having strife…I’ve been sucking up the energy, and then getting this spiritual awakening (go ahead and smirk…I had to look all this up myself), now these writings that are coming. I’ve been crying for two days.

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