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    My Soul Speaks For the First Time Unrestrained, Uninhibited

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    I let him speak now:

    I am disgusted with the world, crawling with snakes, vipers, asps, in men and women, the world is full of demons in men and women, they do not know it. Darkness is spread over the entire earth; the men, the learned men, said to themselves, God does not save! Let's join the best, the elite of the race of mud. They did. Thus, they abandoned the High Sceptre for the lowliness of mud and sin. They lose their inheritance. But some were allowed to fall so they can teach after they arise again.

    But this is for a short time.

    The learned men, have abandoned the Holy Path for a morsel in time. They forfeit their inheritance.

    They disgust me. I am disgusted, but who, but You Lord can save? Will power, desire. Man must have the desire to change to want. The soul inspires man to desire higher things. To search upwards beyond the clouds beyond the earth to the High and Lofty One who loves all men regardless of their pettiness. Loves all men.

    Yet man is estranged from the Lofty One, their minds are not connected to the Lofty One. Instead their ears and minds are connected to the Mud maker, death.

    They listen all the day long the Death maker, not knowing that they are connected to the death maker, for surely they do not utter words of praise for the Most High! Surely they do not visit the sanctuary to warm His Heart, surely they do not give to the poor, surely they seek to fill their pockets lined with poison, the poison, the potion that keeps them coming back to Death. The Potion of Death. The venom. The venom that boils in the blood, the venom that irritates the stomach, the venom that infiltrates the mind. Inoculation, inoculated by the venom. It drives to madness. I see souls strangled by countless reptiles, here over there two three, four, five ten twenty. All these poor souls chained up by the barbarous flesh, the beast of man. The animal of man seeking to devour another quest, a guest.

    Sate your bellies with venom and die the death. Never seeking the Light so you can be saved.

    Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, save us! and Save the whole world from the snares of the devil. Save us Jesus! Come Lord Jesus Come. Transport us away from here. Stinking putrid Mud.

    Peace be with you always

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    Post Thu Oct 20, 2011 8:56 pm by Poem



    The problem with man is that he simply cannot believe is why there is so much Evil, destruction of souls, down to the smallest particle, which men are not aware of.

    He spends years trying to decide to believe or not, in the mean time the Devil has advanced a great deal. The more you see this not believing as a 'device' of the Enemy the sooner you would be able to defend mankind and the Church.

    But, man is too sluggish and entertains the disbelief arrow of the devil.

    To have faith, is of God. To have not faith is of the Devil. Thus, lukewarmness and cowards.

    I say again, thus: "Lukewarmness and Cowards" starting with the Bishops, if the Bishop is a lukewarm and a coward, because both are mixed together, then it is for certain that the diocese is lame in reaching out to the general vicinity associated with that particular diocese. They are then as Jesus says in the Second and Third Chapters of Apocalypse, 'cut off'. He will come quickly to cut off that church. The Seven Churches, which most of you here, have not read, nor paid a great deal of Attention to. I am disappointed, after having given you rivers of my Word, you failed to understand the Book of Revelations. My servant here has slaved for Me for three years. Who believes?

    I speak in my Servant here. He is my voice, to continue the Legacy of my Living Word to save Man. But low and behold, Blindness. Disbelief is a sin. Remove this stain at once.

    Believe my words. They are for your good.

    Peace be with you always
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    Post Mon Oct 31, 2011 1:20 am by Poem


    Babylon is:


    1943, August 22
    Page: 259
    Chp: The Seven Last Plagues. The Earth as Babylon Among Numerous Worlds

    Babylon explained

    "But how is it that they have never considered that the 'great Babylon' is the whole Earth? I would be a very small and limited God the Creator if I had created only the Earth as an inhabited world! With a beat of my will I have brought forth worlds upon worlds from nothing and cast them as luminous fine dust into the immensity of the firmament.

    "The Earth, about which you are so proud and fierce, is nothing but one of the bits of fine dust rotating in unboundedness, and not the biggest one. It is certainly the most corrupt one, though. Lives upon lives are teaming in the millions of worlds which are the joy of your gaze on peaceful nights, and the perfection of God will appear to you when, with the intellectual sight of your spirits rejoined to God, you are able to see the wonders of those worlds.

    The Harlot explained

    "Isn't the Earth really the great harlot that has committed fornication with all the powers of earth and hell, and haven't the Earth's inhabitants prostituted themselves--bodies and souls--just to triumph during the earthly day?



    Apocalypse 18

    [2] And he cried out with a strong voice, saying: Babylon the great is fallen, is fallen; and is become the habitation of devils, and the hold of every unclean spirit, and the hold of every unclean and hateful bird:

    the Entire Earth is Babylon!!!

    the Entire Earth is Fallen!!!!

    Where do we live today? Babylon!!!!!

    Peace be with you always
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    Post Sun Nov 06, 2011 2:34 pm by Poem


    Spread this word, if you are a coward, I dare you to! I dare you, to see if you are worthy of the 'crown.'

    Spread this word, above. Be not a coward any longer. Come out of inertia, come out of your slumber, wake up man! You will die the death if you don't. Hell is only half-full, and if you continue in cowardice, you continue to be its inhabitant. Jesus says so.

    I will spew you out of my mouth. Book of Revelations, chapter 3. Laodicea.

    As you read the 2nd and 3rd Chapters of Apocalypse, you will read that the Lord Jesus has some things against the churches. Not one church is proceeding along in true charity.
    Not one church reflects Jesus' will.

    Only one church out of 7 is close to His Will.

    Thus, the Lord reproaches the churches to get up off the ground and rise to the spiritual plains where no evil can touch you. Though your body walks on the earth, your spirit flies with the saints and angels. Hard to grasp at first, but, as long as you remain in your soul connected to God, union with God, you will someday understand what I have just written, spoken of. You become, in Grace, in God.

    Remember, the body is the Temple, the soul is the altar. The soul is immortal, incorporeal, which is the part that God holds and seats on. Your body, someday will become like Jesus and Mary, a glorified body that is luminous. It will shine the Light. You then have made your soul, perfect.

    Peace be with you always

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