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

Gross Miscomprehension

This Christian idea or prophecy of a third world war is nothing short of a little misdirection, a psychological game play to assist a roman christian control mechanism, to keep us all anxious and concerned with an implanted and false Israel, their prophetically contrived conflict, and the fulfilment of a biblical narrative specifically set up to create an undercurrent of confusion, and the denial of the true son of creation on his initial cloud high arrival. I smell a mourning, and mourn they shall, I smell a smoke screen.

   The middle east unrest goes on, with the Christians awaiting the inevitable entrance of the glaringly obvious antichrist who claims to bring peace and religious unity, the worlds foremost religious authority, without whose predecessors the western world would not ever have been in a position of religious, fiscal, social, and scientific dominance, our honourable celebrity Pope Francis the Bishop of Rome. It was his predecessors who created the religion of christianity, invented the new testament, created the bible narrative and are following a road map of their own making, with the purpose of spreading a little mystery of iniquity or simply dominating the middle east, Africa, and the rest of the world if it were ever possibly with a new world social order.

   The devil has prepared a theatre of confusion by which to confound people, many have bought the bright new luciferic technological secular lie. The great delusion is ever greater, as christians await their king and lord, he who brings with him ten thousands of his angels, and a delusional style rapture with some even believing that he the lord has a fleet of space ships some of them twenty seven miles wide according to Dr. Richard Greer, MD, all ready and prepared to take them off planet, how ludicrous.

   I walk the mourning, trample on serpents who dare to contend with me for the sake of any impersonator, I judge the whole world. There will be no christian in heaven on earth, we have no religious denominations, you do not know the Father Almighty or His ways, no killer, not one, not even Jesus had he been incontrovertibly real would ever have been a member of the Family of heaven, no kill. I am here to prove that the devil and all his family of westerners, easterners, southerners and northerners are all liars, destined for the uncorked, caucasus, secular bottomless pit of hell.

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

Ramping up the sky offensive

Penlope in the field of battle reporting and the enemy are in disarray.