Divided They Fall

I am sure that divided Christians will be blinded by the brilliancy of the true light of the arriving Zn of peace, having been mislead by a false interpretation of scriptural text, the dull light of the impersonator causing the minds of the faithful to hang onto the falsehood of a delusional rapture. It could be that the faithful are expecting a Hollywood style epic adventure, staring John Cleese as Jesus Christ visibly on the clouds of heaven. Am I not on the clouds already, are not my angels visibly with me? The liar will mislead and delude many, leading them to believe in a completely erroneous translation of scripture, the idea of being caught up in the air as if by magic and not by mind, to be bought down some time later onto the the killing fields of israel, to do battle, as if the the battle had not already commenced. For am I not already engaged in battle, in the spirit of truth, against the devil liar? Am I not already on the spiritual holy mount of my isreal no israel, in the spirit of truth am I not for real everywhere. For no gentile interpretation of the Zn will bring the true peaceful brilliancy of salvation, to the church of the money sucking devil. There will be no phony roman lie in the clouds of heaven to save them.

Aerdaya Equine Equinox

Between the twelve hour day and twelve hour night extends the invented serpentine equi needle arm of the galactic plane. Finding the time of it's genesis in spiralling horse tail vapours exuded from the heated bows of the violin viola cello and the double bass since the beginning of the classical era. Inhalation exhalation infused with fumes and propelled outward at sound speed through the listening audience, whom by means of the muse mentally amplifying and reinforcing the preconditioned idea give impetus to the galactic theory saturated with renewed strength and vigour, via the enthusiastic violinists passionate playing of the musical composition. The violent minded equine violin instrumental is the ultimate micro conveyor of the violent cycle, extending outwardly to the furthest regions of the galaxy, the equi needle of the equine equinox being the galactic plane a devils contrivance misleading the mind of the brain washed, and reinforcing the western hellion ideological mentality like a fiddler on the roof.

The origin of the galactic theory being: Thomas Wright 1750.

What Moor?

What more proof do you want? Is it not I am he who walks the theophany sky. Stand he not on the mount of "Oh live" shout the Cherubs "Yeshua first begotten Son of the Almighty" all eyes will see peace healer warrior priest arriving strident with white stallion like clouds on high large and looming closely. Battle in array, conclusion forgone, he throws teasers asunder to the bottomless, for armour get on elbow, poker lips, my reward is with me, foetus to be all heal. Amen Selah

To The Creator Belongs All Praise

Give the Creator all the praise, today is His Son glorified. Visible aerial power radiating light for all to see "ignition" fire down the devilry. You know well goat that your days are numbered, are not the heavens declaring the victory. To Him who is ZZ omniscience punctuate pull down and puncture all deviant reprobate immobilised and stilled, asteroids cast asunder; for He stir eggs to hell below. Obdurate enemy unable to move against Him, who with one blast burns alive any who dare to test His celestial authority. Observe the dawn rising, study carefully the initial point of light. See the radiant glory pierce the dozy dimness to radiate brilliantly, to dash asunder that devil dusted and matter doored is thrown to earth bellow, cast down to suck the darkness of his soily rock hidey hole. Amen Selah

Gather the Bundles

Gather the bundles old Mr Stair, to the furnace for burning all fraudulent tare. Playing out ill patterns from times gone before, acting like Romans who burnt down the door. You being the grim reaper self exalted on air, preparing a place for all those who so care, for the sweet Lord Jesus messiah justice so fair, who stands at the gateway in flames to declare. My heaven on earth, my seals to break open, the children who know me no devil confusion. No a.m Elias no FM Elijah six six six bar coded and tattooed for hire, be witness for me on web cable or wire, who comes in great glory on clouds blazing fire. Heavens first glory seen far on high, no red eyed redeemer graft on to buy, no nail piercing crony my soul shouts a cry, that money baloney marketing phony, voice gravelled and stony deceiving beguiler well leavened and flattered, never again my patience to try.