The Alarming Terrorism

The alarming terrorism inspired by man that evil man whom all men abhor, that evil man who opened the door to deep rooted violence horror and gore. That evil man some men adore, some men worship, some bow down to the floor, get down on their knees beseech and implore, beg him for mercy, strength for the war, love for their country nation and creed. That violent man sowing confusion a written infusion of love hate and law, jealous his passions he’ll not have you ignore him, his control of the world in violence for more killing blood spilling destruction and death, it must be that most men are bereft of the sense to see just who he could be, telling compelling you to believe that he is the god that everyone needs to be saved from an evil that he has conceived. How confused are the people who pray every day to a god they all know will take them away, with the strongest delusion the father of lies killing and killing they will not deny the avid lust for death to satisfy their greedy reddened eye. xyz

I Need No Holy Spirit

They crucify me anew, new be my hands crossing the sky no word, no sound to be found, I stand on the ground, power blasting energies watch the spirit flee no written word on me. Straw man and paper, Ink nib and scribe, I swear down by the Father Almighty there’ll be no place to hide for that church of hell, when the silent spell rises, a tide of light cleansing all evil divided no devil can receive. Violence a vice grip on minds which are deceived, crumbling and descending falling from the leaves of a book the devil knew one day would be perceived. Pierced through and cleaved forever diminished driven down and diseased, demolished decayed never again to conceive, allegorical weaves inspiring robbers, liars, killers, and thieves to claim themselves to be the breed the Father called anointed. This is the twenty-first century my speech is not archaic (KKK). Father fill me with your energies, I need no holy spirit. xyz

Twenty-One Heads

Twenty-one heads to row the world pool, I know, they know, who the son is now, they died for me on a Sunday. Now they can see, see truly, the blazing glory all around no word no sound I am immaculately found by those who seek the peaceful air. No tare portal for looking they see wordlessly my calling fire down come burn me, pour oz on me, poorest me, porosity, fade me away from evil eyes of hell completely we shall be together forever in air. My rule absolutely, finishing off all enemies, my sure Father Almighty let me drink the tears I Christ for you. xyz

White Metal Brown Clay

Father white metal in brown clay once again he sceptres September, Aluminium, Barium, Strontium, Lithium Magnesium, Calcium, and Titanium raining down on the ground, falling down on my people, drizzling down on all the creatures. The devil doing all he can to prevent heaven on earth making himself the ultimate metal being mar the merry land, the worship of man, a devil man. Help me Father. xyz

XYZ

They’re crucifying me Father, trying to hide the murder and slaughter of my heritage, my family, behind the body, the blood, the water and the spirit of a man they claim to be the God of gods. Those words will not rest in my mind, nor my thoughts in the clouds above, they speed bleed beam through their scheming pollution into space calling and calling my call far to you.

Islam Is No Threat

I can not see why anyone who is truly spiritual should overly concern themselves with what Islam is doing in their local or national government anywhere in the world when in truth all political governance should never really be the concern of any right minded God believing soul. What the devil does with his politics is of no consequence to any soul aligned with the coming of an earths Rightful Ruler. All politics shall fall under his heavenly rule whether Islamic or otherwise. What Islam is doing anywhere is neither here nor there and no worse or better than anything any political government is doing anywhere in the world. All are subject to the same judgement that shall befall all of politics globally. I hear your Lord say “like a child” and like a child the earth is a playground, as dangerous as it is, where politics holds very little sway with the daily adventure of living for truth, rights and all goodness, we await gleefully the obvious appearance and installing of the earths final one and only Theocratic Ruler. Look for him he walks his sky and nothing matters to him except “heaven on earth.” Be happy, be less perturbed by political devils whom all politicians are. All of secularity pales into insignificance when held up to the light of him the sons magnificent appearance.

Earths Rightful Ruler

I tractor the clouds for you Guy'z the Bible talks of me, Rev;1:7. Fallen Christianity will struggle to be leaf and I'm not here to care about what is obviously a racist Roman deception (the first and the last could never have been here two thousand years ago,) let no liar fool you. Check out my videos to get a little idea of what's really happening in the sky that I am walking for your wakeup call, my calling. There is no devastating outside object about to hit this earth, wormwood is down window of me, there goes sodomy pinned pointed and falling down forever into the bottomless abyss. I can assure you that this is my Sonship and I am the rightful ruler, peace reigns. Oracle xyz! EarthCentral

M.A.W.A.H Morning Walking

Morning walker today hitting the Mary Brash hospice along the way M.A.W.A.H against all hateful people whom the people of the hospice are the most intolerant representation of, wormwood down. Old timers are the most frail and hateful, it's no good to be wrong and frail when the healer is walking. A 3.9 earthquake hit England Wednesday, the very day the health team were visiting my apartment, one of three earthquakes in as many days. Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday, also major Wicca going on at the corner of Hayling Handcross and Telescombe Way. The light brightens to a glare the hare can not bare, blind sided with an instant form of Myxomatosis forcing him to flee to hell secular below my rule xyz. That day is arriving from on high, blessed be the Land Law.

Lyrics Must Flow

That’s the destiny, there’s tiny, that’s the destiny humility, violence and death forever falling far away from me. Wow every time I see a halo I lift up my voice to the Almighty Father of peace and harmony, make me happy sing a new song down with violence. You see, only my people can! Can a darkey rule the earth? Ha-m-tick-tockey hearty love for the good children of earth central peace come at last.