It says in the scriptures that all of creation groans (suffers) awaiting the revelation (enlightenment) of god's children. It is foretold that a time will come when predators would dwell in peace with what would normally have been their prey. I always took that for a spiritual interpretation. But could it also be literal: as above, so below?
We are told sin and death spread to all "men", that is to say angels over God's creation. As the spirit beings over all of creation, including animals, ruled over by the God reflection Adam, did the enmity and resulting predatory ways and mortality pass on to animals as it never existed before that?
Archeologists have found a huge deposit of fossils where once existed ocean. The problem they are having is finding any fossils of prey that the fossils, all believed to have been predators, would have eaten. Could this be proof that at one time even animals had immortality and did not need to eat each other for survival? Were all animals vegetation eaters and thus will be returned to such one day?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=5frGFugTrH4
Monday, April 29, 2013
Schizophrenic entities
Ever notice the people of the highest intelligence and spirituality are the most schizophrenic? Abortion (infanticide) is supported by the far left, "love and light" crowd. Yet, the mainstream Christians from organizations capable of the most horrid atrocities like the annihilation of indigenous peoples are the ones with the most charities. The one called Jesus himself would teach his apostles with all due patience and then turn and snap suddenly at one of them "get behind me Satan!". He preached non-violence and turn the other cheek yet in a fit of anger turned over tables and screamed at money changers. It has been purported that Jesus was Satan himself. And who else would entice men with the promise:" if you pass the test, you will rule with me in heaven"? And yet if that were true, he was speaking of himself as if of another person. How could that be possible?! Oh, but it is, isn't it?
Look at the cherubs that are the expression of God's will, that dwell closest to the throne and are most esteemed in heaven and by men: do they not have multiple faces? A man, a bear, a lion, a bird.....Would this not indicate multiple personalities? And what of men whose reflection he is? Do they not go through monthly cycles from loving personalities to abusive freaks? Isn't every one of them full of inconsistent behaviors?
And so I sit here waiting, on the precipice of my final Armageddon, the last day when those in opposition surround the mountain I am. They are the very same crowd that surrounded and struck me ten years ago, added in number by my own children. My spirit, the new Jerusalem hovers above me on the wings of a white eagle, ready and waiting to descend, be fully embodied. I live in dread, praying and singing until I am released and it hit me: this is the battle in which fire rains from heaven and devours them completely before they even get a chance at reaching me. Victory over the enemy. Complete. And so I wrote a letter to my daughter, their destruction in my honesty, my admissions, my humility: who is hated more than me among men? Truth. The sword. The fire within me.
We shall see.
As I wait to see, I am accompanied by other reflections as expressed in my other blog:
Generations
Look at the cherubs that are the expression of God's will, that dwell closest to the throne and are most esteemed in heaven and by men: do they not have multiple faces? A man, a bear, a lion, a bird.....Would this not indicate multiple personalities? And what of men whose reflection he is? Do they not go through monthly cycles from loving personalities to abusive freaks? Isn't every one of them full of inconsistent behaviors?
And so I sit here waiting, on the precipice of my final Armageddon, the last day when those in opposition surround the mountain I am. They are the very same crowd that surrounded and struck me ten years ago, added in number by my own children. My spirit, the new Jerusalem hovers above me on the wings of a white eagle, ready and waiting to descend, be fully embodied. I live in dread, praying and singing until I am released and it hit me: this is the battle in which fire rains from heaven and devours them completely before they even get a chance at reaching me. Victory over the enemy. Complete. And so I wrote a letter to my daughter, their destruction in my honesty, my admissions, my humility: who is hated more than me among men? Truth. The sword. The fire within me.
We shall see.
As I wait to see, I am accompanied by other reflections as expressed in my other blog:
Generations
What follows is my response to one who expressed being disheartened by their being subject to the "baby boomers" generation:
While there are always exceptions, for the most part, we who are children of the baby boomers were subjected to parents either self-absorbed with secular achievements and mainstream traditional religions or the hippies, self-absorbed with their own enlightenment and love-making, relationships. Disillusioned by the self-centeredness and resulting abuse and/or neglect, those children grew up directionless. We sought neither because we saw both as fruitless. We cling to our children but are clueless as to how to connect with them, many get attached rather than bonded. Many try to parent and befriend. Basically my peers are all on drugs, abuse alcohol or are absorbed by some form of addiction, constantly seeking numbness to the emptiness resulting from a perceived forced participation in society's basic requirements: school, employment, and social interactions. This leaves our children confused and without foundations. It's a mess. And of course, baby boomers are products of their own parents who experienced financial prosperity and materialistic excesses.
And as I think further on it, the generation from which the baby boomers were born (our grandparents, baby boomer's parents) were themselves rebellious as they broke the rules of the church concerning birth control and divorce, etc. They rebelled against servitude in employment. They became, in their view, more "enlightened" and strived to be free of limitations. The boomers learned rebelliousness from them. Then the boomers' children learned disdain as the secular half disdained the hippies and the hippies disdained the secular. So, my generation became disillusioned with what their parents idolized while carrying in them their parents' disdain for the other perspective. Thus our children are full of rebellion, disillusionment and disdain. Yup, it's a mess.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7OqwKfgLaeA&feature=player_detailpage#t=0s
"As above, so below, do we not sing this anthem to our god, too?
We all sleep in lonely beds of our own making" they tell me of their realization.
But, me, I am different. My bed has not always been lonely, nor is it now, nor ever been. It was only them expressing themselves within my possession. I am different. And that is "why me".
And I wondered what that meant "in my possession"...it did not mean when I was possessed but rather when they were possessed of me, of my inner peace, and why it was that they had never slept so peacefully until they fell asleep so close to me, a peaceful sleeping they had never before experienced. That is why they turned mean, they wanted to get it out of me, this peacefulness...the secrets to it, the keys. That is their interest in humanity: the simplicity and the ability to rest, to sleep, to sleep in death.
He made for them human bodies: "he gave them animal skins, made for them garments of animal skins". And so the human bodies were foreign, quiet, peaceful....especially the women, content in nursing their children at their breast. This they envied, of this they became possessed and had no understanding of it, it made no sense to them. "They would not enter into my rest" God had said. They would not be allowed to occupy human bodies again.
And it's not just humans, but other animals, too. Remember the pigs in whom the one called Jesus sent the demons. Those pigs wanted nothing to do with those entities and so ran right over a cliff. Those pigs (which, pigs are known for their intelligence and that is why they should not be eaten-stupid animals were "clean" to eat, fit for eating) were smarter than most men.
While there are always exceptions, for the most part, we who are children of the baby boomers were subjected to parents either self-absorbed with secular achievements and mainstream traditional religions or the hippies, self-absorbed with their own enlightenment and love-making, relationships. Disillusioned by the self-centeredness and resulting abuse and/or neglect, those children grew up directionless. We sought neither because we saw both as fruitless. We cling to our children but are clueless as to how to connect with them, many get attached rather than bonded. Many try to parent and befriend. Basically my peers are all on drugs, abuse alcohol or are absorbed by some form of addiction, constantly seeking numbness to the emptiness resulting from a perceived forced participation in society's basic requirements: school, employment, and social interactions. This leaves our children confused and without foundations. It's a mess. And of course, baby boomers are products of their own parents who experienced financial prosperity and materialistic excesses.
And as I think further on it, the generation from which the baby boomers were born (our grandparents, baby boomer's parents) were themselves rebellious as they broke the rules of the church concerning birth control and divorce, etc. They rebelled against servitude in employment. They became, in their view, more "enlightened" and strived to be free of limitations. The boomers learned rebelliousness from them. Then the boomers' children learned disdain as the secular half disdained the hippies and the hippies disdained the secular. So, my generation became disillusioned with what their parents idolized while carrying in them their parents' disdain for the other perspective. Thus our children are full of rebellion, disillusionment and disdain. Yup, it's a mess.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7OqwKfgLaeA&feature=player_detailpage#t=0s
"As above, so below, do we not sing this anthem to our god, too?
We all sleep in lonely beds of our own making" they tell me of their realization.
But, me, I am different. My bed has not always been lonely, nor is it now, nor ever been. It was only them expressing themselves within my possession. I am different. And that is "why me".
And I wondered what that meant "in my possession"...it did not mean when I was possessed but rather when they were possessed of me, of my inner peace, and why it was that they had never slept so peacefully until they fell asleep so close to me, a peaceful sleeping they had never before experienced. That is why they turned mean, they wanted to get it out of me, this peacefulness...the secrets to it, the keys. That is their interest in humanity: the simplicity and the ability to rest, to sleep, to sleep in death.
He made for them human bodies: "he gave them animal skins, made for them garments of animal skins". And so the human bodies were foreign, quiet, peaceful....especially the women, content in nursing their children at their breast. This they envied, of this they became possessed and had no understanding of it, it made no sense to them. "They would not enter into my rest" God had said. They would not be allowed to occupy human bodies again.
And it's not just humans, but other animals, too. Remember the pigs in whom the one called Jesus sent the demons. Those pigs wanted nothing to do with those entities and so ran right over a cliff. Those pigs (which, pigs are known for their intelligence and that is why they should not be eaten-stupid animals were "clean" to eat, fit for eating) were smarter than most men.
Human Sacrifices
Was watching a National Geographic show about the Mayans and their human sacrifices, their games in which the captain of the losing teams were beheaded. Sacrifices often went willingly in societies that practiced human sacrifices. They were also highly evolved in their astronomical, technological and spiritual knowledge. This made me wonder, did they know that "the end", ultimate enlightenment and life everlasting would not come in their lifetime, would not be available to them. Thus, to make their lives more meaningful and deaths more significant, they strove to be noticed, remembered by gods and men?
Whereas less developed societies, each life was or became precious because each had the potential to become enlightened and be a vessel of life everlasting? Especially now, so close to the "end" or believing ourselves to be, we strive for longevity, to be amongst those who can/will be saved?
Maybe those past cultures were not simply bloodthirsty and ignorant of life's sanctity. Maybe it was very sacred and holy to them and that is why they strove to be "seen", not just in being sacrifices, but in all they did. Could "soul paths" to the stars in monuments and burial places not be due to the belief that they would travel in death, but were instead pathways to the gods' attention in some cases? Did they attempt to align themselves with the eyes and sights of their makers?
Of course, now, everyone's path has been chosen, their fates are sealed and eventualities determined. The powers that be know where everyone is going, where each soul is headed. Nothing deemed useful to them is going to be unnecessary baggage, needed burden. Human life will be cheap except for the vessels that will be continuing on for a higher purpose. Those will be protected at all costs and deemed precious.
Whereas less developed societies, each life was or became precious because each had the potential to become enlightened and be a vessel of life everlasting? Especially now, so close to the "end" or believing ourselves to be, we strive for longevity, to be amongst those who can/will be saved?
Maybe those past cultures were not simply bloodthirsty and ignorant of life's sanctity. Maybe it was very sacred and holy to them and that is why they strove to be "seen", not just in being sacrifices, but in all they did. Could "soul paths" to the stars in monuments and burial places not be due to the belief that they would travel in death, but were instead pathways to the gods' attention in some cases? Did they attempt to align themselves with the eyes and sights of their makers?
Of course, now, everyone's path has been chosen, their fates are sealed and eventualities determined. The powers that be know where everyone is going, where each soul is headed. Nothing deemed useful to them is going to be unnecessary baggage, needed burden. Human life will be cheap except for the vessels that will be continuing on for a higher purpose. Those will be protected at all costs and deemed precious.
Something "evil"came, now what is up for May?
So, something came in and destroyed that in me which was holding me back in spiritual understanding, freedom and abundance. Now I am feeling great joy and excitement, expectation associated with the month of May.....which probably means something of a test is coming. I will experience some sort of loss or deprivation, I expect. My soul gets excited and I begin to dread, lol. Getting to be quite the routine! Already, my ride to an upcoming appointment has been cancelled and the one giving me the ride was elusive about it, signifying a reluctance in the matter, so I have lost a "friend". Was never really a friend, but just a neighbor and energy vamp. Been dumping such baggage lately of my own accord lately, anyways. No more dragging around "dead weight" with me, the spiritually dead who would use and abuse under the guise of familial, romantic or friendly relations. But it is how I feel about this that is changing. No resentment or reluctance due to a feeling of neediness and self-doubt in how I am "reading" them.
That is exciting.
Is "wormwood" coming? Wormwood is an herb used medicinally, misused it is poisonous, but in proper doses, it is medicinal and healing. Waters usually refer to spirituality or emotions and so some spiritual messages may be "poisoned", some may be bittersweet, tears might be cleansing, losses bittersweet.
That is exciting.
Is "wormwood" coming? Wormwood is an herb used medicinally, misused it is poisonous, but in proper doses, it is medicinal and healing. Waters usually refer to spirituality or emotions and so some spiritual messages may be "poisoned", some may be bittersweet, tears might be cleansing, losses bittersweet.
Sunday, April 28, 2013
confession of a "watcher"?
I used to listen to channeled messages for a short time. Felt a lot of warmth and love from the entity calling it's self Tobias from the book of Tobit. The channelings began to be taken over by an entity calling himself Adamus. It felt evil so I stopped listening. It got in my head tonight to check them. Sure enough, one Adamus St. Germaine confesses:
“From deep within the illuminated crystal caves far below the top of the Earth, it’s your host Adamus Saint-Germainnnn!” (some audience approval) Something like that. And then I could come on and say, “I Am that I Am, obviously,” after an announcement like that.
Adam, first man or one of the watchers from Enoch's revelation who is chained within the earth for sins against men, that is, for mating with human women? Whomever he is, he takes the title "I AM that I AM" and pushes onto people the idea that they are as well. Seems to support the theory that so called aliens are earthly residents already.
“From deep within the illuminated crystal caves far below the top of the Earth, it’s your host Adamus Saint-Germainnnn!” (some audience approval) Something like that. And then I could come on and say, “I Am that I Am, obviously,” after an announcement like that.
Adam, first man or one of the watchers from Enoch's revelation who is chained within the earth for sins against men, that is, for mating with human women? Whomever he is, he takes the title "I AM that I AM" and pushes onto people the idea that they are as well. Seems to support the theory that so called aliens are earthly residents already.
The dance
I found this as someone's tagline for forum posting:
The 14th-century Persian poet Hafiz wrote:
Every child has known God,
Not the God of names,
Not the God of don'ts,
Not the God who ever does anything weird,
But the God who knows only four words,
And keeps repeating them, saying:
"Come Dance with Me."
Come Dance
Her Children
Intangible as yet to the rest, the mother receives restitution, justification and revenge. The daughters had suffered disfigurement while yet in the womb due to the abuse from fathers upon their mother. When she gave birth, the mother expelled the evil from her womb and thus with the birth of each gained further enlightenment.
Just as the mother took an energetic dump in the cesspool of her youth, these children shall turn upon their fathers, devastating them, being the source of their destruction. The lava is rising up within the young women. It shall cleanse them. And when they have cleansed themselves, to them it has been given, their mother will be in the wings waiting to embrace them.
Just as the mother took an energetic dump in the cesspool of her youth, these children shall turn upon their fathers, devastating them, being the source of their destruction. The lava is rising up within the young women. It shall cleanse them. And when they have cleansed themselves, to them it has been given, their mother will be in the wings waiting to embrace them.
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