Heavenly Father, if only they could understand your righteous judgement is to raise them up. If only they knew the whole story of the pearl of wisdom in the shell of love.
Zero judgment they say to me because they do not see beyond their own wants and desires of the earthly world. I remind them Father that love did not save the Jewish people from the fires of the ovens or the people that took part in the craft of the covens. I remind them Father that men died for their freedom to be. Are they ready for your beloved key?
You know that I am zero judgement in my purity of being, and that one has to be so before one can receive your justice and reward of Sainthood.
They sit in their shells of love Father and refuse to leave their bubbles of illusion to receive your string of pearls and see your curls. Help them to understand dear Father that your word is healthy for them, send them Father to do your will. There is no time left now for them to just sit on the sill while people are being killed in the chill.
Raise the Angels up Father, let them see that your wisdom is real. Peel off the layers Father so that they can go farther. Help them to ascend Father out of their perceptions that are an illusion that have no basis in reality.
Help them to become zealous compassionate action like you made me. Do not let them fade away Father before knowing you are true.
Thursday, 5 August 2010
Friday, 30 July 2010
New Cycle
Many feel great sadness heavenly Father of what is coming to be. Trilateral commission they say to me, everything as a fee and yet they are asking the people to work for free.
Where is she now heavenly Father where do you wish her to be? Civil wars are breaking out because of their clout. When will you raise your people up heavenly Father, when will the elect come to see thee.
Time to make cheese and get rid of the fleas that appease those that stand against you. Do you plan to use the cheese to catch the mice that create disease? What happened to the editor heavenly Father that you sent to me? Did he not please thee?
What would you like your press release to contain on the grand cross of your planets? I remember as a child and where you positioned me amongst the planetarium and wax works of baker street.
Feeding the ducks and the swans in Regents Park, that was such a lovely song. I can hear the gong and I like sarongs. Is it time to move to a warm country? When will New Jerusalem come to be so that they can see and trust in you and your wish for everyone to be free.
We keep being given a new cycle of time, it is the end of so many cycles, seven years, ten years and eleven. We are truly blessed that the 21st century was born in the love of wisdom and to know that your cosmos is in us. Macro be, macro be, you say to me, a short cut indeed.
Where is she now heavenly Father where do you wish her to be? Civil wars are breaking out because of their clout. When will you raise your people up heavenly Father, when will the elect come to see thee.
Time to make cheese and get rid of the fleas that appease those that stand against you. Do you plan to use the cheese to catch the mice that create disease? What happened to the editor heavenly Father that you sent to me? Did he not please thee?
What would you like your press release to contain on the grand cross of your planets? I remember as a child and where you positioned me amongst the planetarium and wax works of baker street.
Feeding the ducks and the swans in Regents Park, that was such a lovely song. I can hear the gong and I like sarongs. Is it time to move to a warm country? When will New Jerusalem come to be so that they can see and trust in you and your wish for everyone to be free.
We keep being given a new cycle of time, it is the end of so many cycles, seven years, ten years and eleven. We are truly blessed that the 21st century was born in the love of wisdom and to know that your cosmos is in us. Macro be, macro be, you say to me, a short cut indeed.
Friday, 23 July 2010
God of Peace
I feel so humble heavenly Father to be blessed by you and your Peace. Time ceases to be for me in your presence, nothing else exists.
Tears fell with humility just like when Nell met the King. You sent your Son to help me and be my friend, his love overwhelmed me, his humility humbled me, his understanding and profound wisdom amazed me.
You sent his holy Mother and Quan Yin to enlighten me so that I could see thee and be free to be me. Their wisdom, patience and compassion enthralled me.
Your suffering servant received Melchizedek, or was it he that received me and delivered your righteous right hand to Israel?
Heavenly Father, you compelled me, you removed your pearl of wisdom from its shell of love and white dove. So that the swan of your grace could take its place. The pacemaker you called me, let the heart be gauged by those that live in a cage.
You raised me up, then lowered me down, to raise me up again with the pen. The second resurrection is mighty indeed and now it is time to give the feed. Let us sing Father, God of Peace, Holy are thee for those that see your holy tree.
Tears fell with humility just like when Nell met the King. You sent your Son to help me and be my friend, his love overwhelmed me, his humility humbled me, his understanding and profound wisdom amazed me.
You sent his holy Mother and Quan Yin to enlighten me so that I could see thee and be free to be me. Their wisdom, patience and compassion enthralled me.
Your suffering servant received Melchizedek, or was it he that received me and delivered your righteous right hand to Israel?
Heavenly Father, you compelled me, you removed your pearl of wisdom from its shell of love and white dove. So that the swan of your grace could take its place. The pacemaker you called me, let the heart be gauged by those that live in a cage.
You raised me up, then lowered me down, to raise me up again with the pen. The second resurrection is mighty indeed and now it is time to give the feed. Let us sing Father, God of Peace, Holy are thee for those that see your holy tree.
Tuesday, 20 July 2010
The Copestone
For God and his children I laid down my life to be your vessel of peace and plenty. In your security I was able to soak up their impurities. Giving my life to you was the best investment in life to help the children and their strife.
I told my son that I will live for you but not die for you because of the will of God. Your right hand is lifted high and now it is time to nurture the feet so that he can walk in the peat.
The capstone that the people rejected became the copestone. The ones that accepted your gift said 'You are my rock'. Standing strong and firm fulfilling the term that you ordained for your pleasure. They said 'Now I can cope, you gave me hope'.
Common sense was a great blessing and your mantle a great gift. When it was wrapped around my shoulders it felt so warm and nice, was I so innocent and trusting of man that you had to give it to me twice?
I remember the day at Elijah's Cave, cream silk and tassles that covered my hair, made everyone stare. I smiled, there was no chair. The Rabbi's were collected up and put into my right hand. Then we walked along the sand with hearts full of care and lots to share.
Ah the 12 stars that you placed upon my head if only they understood it in Safed. Its taking time for humanity to come to terms with it, it is the perfect fit, where you sit.
I told my son that I will live for you but not die for you because of the will of God. Your right hand is lifted high and now it is time to nurture the feet so that he can walk in the peat.
The capstone that the people rejected became the copestone. The ones that accepted your gift said 'You are my rock'. Standing strong and firm fulfilling the term that you ordained for your pleasure. They said 'Now I can cope, you gave me hope'.
Common sense was a great blessing and your mantle a great gift. When it was wrapped around my shoulders it felt so warm and nice, was I so innocent and trusting of man that you had to give it to me twice?
I remember the day at Elijah's Cave, cream silk and tassles that covered my hair, made everyone stare. I smiled, there was no chair. The Rabbi's were collected up and put into my right hand. Then we walked along the sand with hearts full of care and lots to share.
Ah the 12 stars that you placed upon my head if only they understood it in Safed. Its taking time for humanity to come to terms with it, it is the perfect fit, where you sit.
Wednesday, 14 July 2010
Macro Be
Macro be you said to me until it reaches the top then you can stop the chop. A single user-defined command that impacts on all applications, stations and shops.
Your large lens that sees the world and how it can make short cuts. Be you said, I am asking you to be patient. I am enjoying being with you and following your instructions.
I understand now Macro be and why you taught me to help others to see thee. What a difference a day makes when you plan to sweep the oppressors away in an away day.
Removing the yokes and folks that refuse to listen and do your will. I can feel it in my bones and toes, you mean to do it, to raise them all up again.
Life is never the same again in the world to come. Such a large scale divine plan that is sound. As you extend your righteous arm of help, giving them a macro scope and panoramic sea view.
How will they cope when you cover them all in soap on a rope? The mystic knot that holds the key of David and the lava of your love? Abba you certainly hold the trump card as well as all of the aces.
I can't wait to see their faces when they see you're true to your word and kept your promise to deliver the treasure for your pleasure. Her majesty's pleasure is all yours. Love you forevermore, it feels like its time for the TOR and the heart to open up on England's pleasant land.
Your large lens that sees the world and how it can make short cuts. Be you said, I am asking you to be patient. I am enjoying being with you and following your instructions.
I understand now Macro be and why you taught me to help others to see thee. What a difference a day makes when you plan to sweep the oppressors away in an away day.
Removing the yokes and folks that refuse to listen and do your will. I can feel it in my bones and toes, you mean to do it, to raise them all up again.
Life is never the same again in the world to come. Such a large scale divine plan that is sound. As you extend your righteous arm of help, giving them a macro scope and panoramic sea view.
How will they cope when you cover them all in soap on a rope? The mystic knot that holds the key of David and the lava of your love? Abba you certainly hold the trump card as well as all of the aces.
I can't wait to see their faces when they see you're true to your word and kept your promise to deliver the treasure for your pleasure. Her majesty's pleasure is all yours. Love you forevermore, it feels like its time for the TOR and the heart to open up on England's pleasant land.
Monday, 12 July 2010
Lighting the Fuse
Oh heavenly Father one only as to mention the Jews and it lights a fuse.You told me about Toulouse I await the perfect time of your providence.
I live in sentience, I care fully for all people including those that are stuck under the steeple. Tell me heavenly Father what comes next? You said the die is cast and it is a moot point.
I can hear you Father you are teaching me how to shoot to hit the target and not the market. Suffice to say, you did send Trey in May. Pal what a sail for the holy mariner.
Tal returned to Israel with his parents, tarry as they may they lose their way. Trebling the debt because of Set. I prefer Beni and the Jets!
Trace the pacemakers Father, keep them in check and balance with your law. They have the floor even though many are sore and poor.
Help me Father to do your will perfectly. Help the children of the world to understand what is profound.
Show them wisdom of Sophia Father, give them what you will to bring them into your sanctity of sanity of righteousness.
Love beyond measure is not enough, your divine justice must be put in the trough to drink so that they can think. I beseech thee Father enough is enough.
I live in sentience, I care fully for all people including those that are stuck under the steeple. Tell me heavenly Father what comes next? You said the die is cast and it is a moot point.
I can hear you Father you are teaching me how to shoot to hit the target and not the market. Suffice to say, you did send Trey in May. Pal what a sail for the holy mariner.
Tal returned to Israel with his parents, tarry as they may they lose their way. Trebling the debt because of Set. I prefer Beni and the Jets!
Trace the pacemakers Father, keep them in check and balance with your law. They have the floor even though many are sore and poor.
Help me Father to do your will perfectly. Help the children of the world to understand what is profound.
Show them wisdom of Sophia Father, give them what you will to bring them into your sanctity of sanity of righteousness.
Love beyond measure is not enough, your divine justice must be put in the trough to drink so that they can think. I beseech thee Father enough is enough.
Saturday, 10 July 2010
Black Bird
The black bird came today and walked to my left on the earth. Black bird comes because he brings a message to God's prophet. He reminds me that I am not a serf and my place is not on the turf.
Then he flew to my right of spiritual reality by the side of God’s house. The place where there is nothing but immortality and sanity.
There I was on 333 on my last legs of the earthly realm. It was then that he introduced me to the Prince of Greece who as the opportunity to get the golden fleece.
No more can I stand, I must fly back to the spiritual realm. I cannot sit on the edge of the mountain waiting for others to catch up while they enjoy the sup.
I trust God with all of my being and in that comes the seeing. Only with his strength and will can I continue because there is nothing left of me or for me.
God knows me like the T, he knows his right hand because it is part of him. Like the grass I have been strimmed to rise once again, the one that he sends and intends.
Then he flew to my right of spiritual reality by the side of God’s house. The place where there is nothing but immortality and sanity.
There I was on 333 on my last legs of the earthly realm. It was then that he introduced me to the Prince of Greece who as the opportunity to get the golden fleece.
No more can I stand, I must fly back to the spiritual realm. I cannot sit on the edge of the mountain waiting for others to catch up while they enjoy the sup.
I trust God with all of my being and in that comes the seeing. Only with his strength and will can I continue because there is nothing left of me or for me.
God knows me like the T, he knows his right hand because it is part of him. Like the grass I have been strimmed to rise once again, the one that he sends and intends.
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