Friday, July 29, 2011
Was Michael Jackson Murdered?
I loved and love Michael Jackson, and still cry about his death. I truly believe he was murdered, and it kills me. I don't know if he was a drug addict, but, if he was, it was due to chronic pain and misery. I don't think he was a pedophile, and I think those cruel persecutions killed something inside of him, long before he was murdered. I can only hope and pray he is at peace with God, but, I pray that there can be some kind of justice for him in this world.
I saw LaToya Jackson give a compelling argument about how she believed Michael was murdered in a broader conspiracy, beyond a greedy and negligent doctor, being paid 100k a month to watch him. Her strongest point made the most sense: WHY would a production company hire a doctor for him to administer drugs, dangerous drugs? They would want to safeguard him and keep him AWAY from drugs, not give him a dangerous anaesthetic to fall asleep.
My professional job was to administer medical gases, intubate, resuscitate, and understand the cardiopulmonary system. When this doctor was called out for administering CPR on the bed, he claimed that since Michael was so thin, it wasn't a problem. I almost bust a vein in my own head!
When resuscitating children, you can slip your one hand behind to support their spine, while the other hand compresses. But, Michael was 50 years old, not 8. Children's bodies are elastic and supple. No matter how thin an adult is, there bones don't work like that. The physiology is different. I've resuscitated bird-like old ladies who don't weigh more than 70 pounds, and had to have a board behind their backs to achieve depth in compressing the sternum. You just can't squeeze and adult's chest back to front. And this guy is a cardiologist!
You never use drugs for anaesthesia in a setting where you can't intubate and ventilate, and you must administer oxygen. I can't figure out why Murray isn't being tried for a higher count of murder!
According to LaToya, she believes Michael was scared to death of certain individuals controlling aspects of this tour and his career. She seemed quite credible and believable, to me, when she said that Michael wasn't well, and probably wouldn't be able to finish 10 shows. They sold out the 10 shows, and then added 50. He was beside himself. When it was pointed out to them that Jackson was withered, they callously remarked, "Just give him some chicken. He'll be fine."
LaToya believes he was murdered since they figured out he would be more valuable dead, and in seeing the empire grow since his death, it sounds possible.
She pointed out how bizarre it was that Murray and someone else were frantically removing drugs from his room, instead of cooperating and expediting rescue efforts.
Something isn't right, and yet, I don't feel confident that there will ever be an answer to what really happened, unless someone out there can fill in the gaps and answer some hard questions. I find it more than a little ironic that
law enforcement spent millions on prosecuting and investigating Michael's activities, trying to build a case out of spit and smoke, but, have not seemed to have much interest in really vetting his death, other than to proceed to punish Murray for obvious malpractice. Still, the charges against him don't match the gravity of Michael losing his life.
I pray that someone out there will help uncover the truth. I pray that Michael is allowed to rise again, like in his video, to see the Kingdom Millennium. He would love it.
I miss you Michael. :""(
Thursday, July 28, 2011
The Ineffable NAME
Four Hebrew letters (Yod, He, Waw and He) called the "Tetragrammaton" is the representation of Almighty God: But, this is buried in a dense mystery. While Gentiles transliterated this representative NAME into Jehovah or Yahweh, it is wrong. ( I used the word, Yahweh and my brother corrected me tonight.. He was right.)
Though one may assume the pronunciation of these four letters would be yah-way, it is not. It would be y-(exhalation sound), or representative of the sound of an exhale. God breathed life into creation, and that is His ineffable name, which we scarcely understand, although, we will when He is revealed and we stand before Him.
Genesis 2:7
And the LORD God formed man [of] the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living soul.
The word "breathed" in this verse is
נפח naphach
The word "soul" is
| נפש nephesh They are similar for a reason. The word for wind, breath, mind, and spirit, and "breath of God" is ruwach. This also includes the mystical shekinah spirit, which is loosely understood as the presence of God in the Temple. The breath and spirit of God in creating us, with the breath of life, and endowing us with his spirit is probably the most important concept to meditate on when we want to understand Him. Jesus said "it is finished" and "gave up the ghost" (John 19) and "ghost" translates |
In other words, His work's end was completed when
he exhaled and breathed out the ghost.
In Luke's version, :(Luke 23:46)
And when Jesus had cried with a loud voice, he said, Father, into thy hands I commend my spirit: and having said thus, he gave up the ghost.
Ghost- "Pneumo"
Spirit - "Pneuma"
In both words the root of Pneumo means pertaining to breathing.
In receiving the Holy Spirit, we are instructed that this was implemented when Jesus administered this gift in the Day of the Pentecost.
Acts 2:2
And suddenly there came a sound from heaven as of a rushing mighty wind, and it filled all the house where they were sitting.
The word wind is pnoē
another derivation of breathing, the same as in Hebrew's use of the word
"ruwach."
In Ezekiel 37:9, the prophet writes-
Then said he unto me, Prophesy unto the wind, prophesy, son of man, and say to the wind, Thus saith the Lord GOD; Come from the four winds, O breath, and breathe upon these slain, that they may live.
I could go on for 100 more pages with this mystical subject, because, I just put down the first layer, and the NAME of The God. It is the foundation of all wisdom, in my mind.
is deep and too HOLY to fully comprehend until we understand the breath of life, the wind and the soul of man as given by God.
The Shekinah Presence
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Amy WInehouse and Netanyahu Two Jews in the News
I hate it when Jews in the News are almost always confirmations of racist stereotypes, and while I liked her style, Amy was not a good Jew role model. In the past few years, the Jews in the News are almost exclusively abhorrent money-lender Shylocks, even worse, Madoffs and mini-Madoffs, or killers of little lost boys, not only murdering the mite, but, vivisecting the body for implied ingestion. This would make Goebbels so happy, that he'd be clapping in Hell.
Netanyahu is a good decent man, and probably the only sane world leader that we can trust in 2011. But, he gets no press. Even our Obama-nation leader wouldn't deign to stand with him in unity before the press, when Nettie tried to reason together with what was once the only true protector of Zion. Now, the tide has turned, and no one listens to this statesman from Israel, and no world media or press has figured out that if we don't listen to him NOW, there will not be the world we expect to be there in the next few years to come.
There WILL be a nuclear holocaust. My dad has almost been slugged in the face when he reminds people to start paying attention to Netanyahu's admonitions, and no media outlet cares. But, they care about Amy Winehouse, and the more debauched and depraved she became the more the world craved her. Why is that?
Inside of me, there was a deep sadness, because I knew she was going to end badly. So did her parents and friends, but, no one could or would really hold the bottom line, or when her boyfriend did, she reacted with a fatal dose of death in a needle.
This isn't a good role model of a Jewish girl. Just because her nose was hooked, and she was busty and loud, artsy and proud, didn't make Jews kvell in noches.
Those tattoos were a seminal abomination, and she paired it with cutting, also a major NO NO NO in the Torah oh oh uh-oh.
Leviticua 19:28
Ye shall not make any cuttings in your flesh for the dead, nor print any marks upon you: I [am] the LORD.
There are some accepted tattoos, but, only if you put the Name of GOD in it, otherwise, the marks on your flesh designate who owns you, by ancient tradition and custom.
One of the most beautiful Messianic prophecies in Isaiah 49::16
Behold, I have graven thee upon the palms of [my] hands; thy walls [are] continually before me.
In ancient religious customs of the pagans, and sometimes the Jews, slaves were designated by their slave-owner's seal. That's what was more ironic and savage about the Nazis tattooing the victims of the Holocaust the way they did. That's why the Antichrist requires a "MARK" upon the head or hand. God also requires a mark, and it is acceptable to write HIS NAME Hashem, Y'shua or Alpha and Omega, Jesus, El Shaddai, etc., but, alas, Amy's tattoos were not of this variety.
Leviticus 19:28 warns against marking anything that signified disreputable deities or entities, and in 19:29, it is added:
Do not prostitute thy daughter, to cause her to be a whore; lest the land fall to whoredom, and the land become full of wickedness.
The nature of her tattoos glorifies and glamorizes that prostitution of spirit and our culture, and this is something that the world embraced, calling her a great fashion and trend setter. So she was. Spiritual harlotry is the biggest sin there is, beyond, way beyond murder and mayhem. This is why some of the choices we make condemn us, because, they affect others.
Amy was a beacon to a million Jewish girls, and she blew it. She took under her wing an incredible little lady as her "god daughter" and I shudder to think of what would happen if she followed her footsteps. I am hoping that seeing Amy's end will keep that little singer in a straight line and not sideways.
Amy was not a good Jew, or any Jew, other than her father's father's father's fathers were possibly Jewish, and Hitler would have gassed her.
It's embarrassing to have this poor lost creature as 21st Century's last Jew standing representative. Actually, she's not left standing at all, is she?
That star she wore around her neck wasn't a "Star of David", which was a six prong-star which represented a pomegranate's six point crown The pomegranate is the holy fruit of creation and the Law of HaShem, our LORD, Yehoshua HaMaschiach, as mystically portrayed in the priest's attire and the Temple, in Exodus and the OT:
Ex 39:26
Amy wore a hexagram, a six point star in a circle and there's a huge difference.
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In the book of "Amos" the prophet warns:
But ye have borne the tabernacle of your Moloch and Chiun your images, the star of your god, which ye made to yourselves.
For every sacred thing, be it symbol or Law or covenant, there is a profane and counterfeit spirit. This is the Antichrist. Amy sealed her fate.
I am not condemning Amy, for I am not her ultimate judge, but, I was like her, when I was in my teens. I dabbled in the occult and kabbala reckoning myself to be enlightened. I was a singer and musician and had miserable stage fright, so intense that I couldn't perform without drugs and alcohol. So, I could have been Amy had it not been for the mercy of God, and the miracle of Christ's compassion. In fact, if I can thank someone for my salvation, it may be Jimmy Page, not Oral Roberts, since, I came in through the back door up that stairway to heaven. I saw my demons, like Amy saw hers, and may see them forever, according to God's grace and judgment.
OK, enough rant. I'm just tired of bad Jews, and wish there were more great Jews, like Netanyahu, who got the world's attention today, because, he speaks the truth, and we need to listen. We need to pray because the time is getting nearer to the Cube's return. There's a party and a city that's made out of precious stones. There's a wedding feast that is open to all those on this highway of life. Come to the FEAST my brothers. Be a good Jew, especially if you're a Christian!
Sunday, July 24, 2011
The Blood of Christ
Most of us can identify with seeing into things like Astrology the things that we recognize about ourselves, even if we don't necessarily embrace the concept. If we hear that Virgos possess certain qualities that we believe we possess, it validates that small portion of the philosophy. That's why it has flourished.
In a strange way, we can use this recognition to all kinds of traits and beliefs. For instance, I have known for many years that I have a very rare blood type, and that has fascinated me. In recent years, googling this blood group, AB Negative, provides an insightful, but, often hilarious range of possibilities.
In reading of the tea leaves of googles, there is supposedly evidence that AB Negative people have certain physical traits, such as reddish auburn hair, and hazel or grey eyes, fair skin and freckles. Yikes- that describes me. Yes, I'm a hideous freckled ginger. So, in suddenly belonging to a larger group with specific physical traits, I have to react. AHA! It seems to have wisdom.
OK, but, then there are the other ludicrous and bizarre hypotheses about us AB Negs, specifically stating that we are alien-blooded, reptilian or both. We're supposed to have an unusual caudal tail bone, vertebrae anomalies, and ....ok, I did have a caudal vertebrae brake, and now the entire lumbar spine is collapsing, which I need to have fixed soon. As if I didn't have enough rods and bolts in my spine, the second half of my spine needs to be completely redone sooner than I want. I just recovered from a cervical spine overhaul, in that I have a new cervical spine. I'm already bionic, but, now, according to some websites, I'm an alien reptilian. A GINGER haired freckled pale decrepit freak. So depressing.
So, it is no surprise that facing such conflict in self-confidence, I embraced the information that the shroud of Turin has AB Negative blood. If we accept the predicate that this is Jesus Christ's shroud, that means he possessed AB Negative blood.
When I told my brother that we may have the blood of Christ, he said sarcastically, that I should contact Dan Brown, and tell him we're the real Merovingian. He was so unimpressed and sardonic that it made me think of a way for him to see a positive spin on having this bloodline. I have to add that my brother is a great despiser of Jesus Christ, and I can't figure out why. It constantly annoys me, because, he's so blasphemous that he claims Jesus doesn't even exist.
Knowing he is very narcissistic, I was given a golden nugget of information to feed him, namely that if Jesus was AB Negative, and that was his shroud, that means that Mary's blood was AB Negative. It also means that my brother is probably the only human in history besides Jesus to have AB Negative blood that was chromosomal female, because he only had maternal genes. My brother had leukemia and received a rescue bone marrow transplant from me, and it turned his blood into AB negative FEMALE blood, like Christ';s or the Man of the Shroud's.
OK, that appealed to him, a little, but, he was still appalled to be compared to Jesus. Can you imagine this? Well, then it occurred to me that it makes more sense than I could possibly know.
IF our bloodline was of Mary, that means that we were possibly the ancestors of her other children, the ones who did not believe in Jesus Christ! While James and John were possibly his half-brothers, there were other ones who mocked him, and rejected him as the Messiah. That's why Christ said what he did in the Gospels:
Mat 13:55-58
Is not this the carpenter's son? is not his mother called Mary? and his brethren, James, and Joses, and Simon, and Judas?\
And his sisters, are they not all with us? Whence then hath this [man] all these things?
And they were offended in him. But Jesus said unto them, A prophet is not without honour, save in his own country, and in his own house.
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If we see Christ's own blood brothers as rejecting him, then, why am I still amazed that my brother rejects the notion that he could possibly be a great-great uncle x 1000 generations?
The reason I think it's possible that we are related to that shroud's blood is the sheer rarity of this blood type. There are less than or up to 1% of the population of the world who possess it. Then, factoring in that there are only 13 million Jews in the world, or approximately 4% of the world's population, it makes it even more rare and increases the odds of being related to the Jew on the shroud, whether Jesus or not. \
Most Jews don't know their tribal origins, or at least, don't have just one tribe contributing to their genetics. However, my dad's family were orthodox rabbis up to 100 years ago, and were the tribe of Levi, which was inscribed on their family religious items. The Levites, or Sons of Aaron, were the priests, and they kept their tribal bloodlines more diligently than many other tribes because they were the rabbis.
Jesus is, of course, the lion of Judah, being the ancestral son of David, and the heir the throne of Zion, but, many don't realize that Mary was also from the daughters of Aaron. This is derived from the Gospel of Luke, from the description of John the Baptist's mother, who was Mary's sister. So, Mary's mother was a Levi.
In Hebrews, the writer compares Christ to Melchizadec as High Priest King. Jesus was tolerated in the Temple in Jerusalem because he was entitled to teach as having Levi bloodlines. He was ancestor to Moses, and David, of Levi and Judah, through his maternal bloodline.
Now, I have knowledge of an even more limited range of potential for matching the shroud, if it belonged to Christ, since his half Levi blood would make it almost impossible for someone like my dad and me to not possess the same bloodline as Mary. The Levites were 1/12th of the sum of Israel. Doing the math, the odds are impossible to have this rare bloodline in such a limited group, without being related.
Is this a blessing or a curse? The blood of Christ is a blessing, but, we would have to have e the blood of Mary and one of her unbelieving offspring
Why are we cursed? Because our ancestor may have been the brother of Christ, and refused his grace, and for the next 2000 years was cursed by being chased around the globe, persecuted and hunted like dogs. Having the same blood as Mary did not save us. Only belief in Christ has meaning.
Like I told my brother, he may be the only male human being other than Jesus to have AB Negative female blood, yet, it means nothing to him.
He is thrilled to be the blood relative of Bolsheviks that killed people, but, continues to reject the blood of Christ, even the blood in our veins, the ladder of DNA, like Jacob's ladder to God. It amazes me. If I told him that we were Merovingian, he would be ecstatic, because that would debunk Christ. I always wondered why Dan Brown and others who embraced this mythology didn't recognize that Christ had other relatives who would pass his bloodline to future generations, but, he did not have any mortal children with Mary Magdalene, other than metaphorical and allegorical children of God.
Possessing this rare blood means absolutely NOTHING without faith in Christ. I'm trying to get my brother to contact researchers who did DNA on the shroud at UT, where he lives in Texas, to see how our DNA matches up, although that may not be possible. I wanted him to do it to give him a sense of how we should have the most pride in Jesus Christ. I wanted to prove to him that Christ didn't betray the Jews, but, HE IS, and is the totality of God's Plan.
I was named after my grandmother, Mary, and Mary means "bitter. " Indeed, how bitter to realize that his own family and amongst his brothers and sisters, were those who shunned and spurned him, and how they went two thousand years as the hated ones. It's only been in the last 30 years, in the current generation of Jews, embraced Jesus Christ, again, since the first advent of Christ. But, it's surely with the bitterness, and sorrow that I understand the tragedy and irony of our heritage, including remorse for all who reject the mercy and salvation that he provided by shedding his blood, and to all who accept his blood, shed for us, to cleanse every imperfection and sin, we become his bloodline in a new family.
I'd rather possess the blood of Mary and Moses than reptilian aliens. It is far more comforting to connect to them so intimately. Even though I truly understand that even having the same DNA doesn't mean a thing without faith.
In a strange way, we can use this recognition to all kinds of traits and beliefs. For instance, I have known for many years that I have a very rare blood type, and that has fascinated me. In recent years, googling this blood group, AB Negative, provides an insightful, but, often hilarious range of possibilities.
In reading of the tea leaves of googles, there is supposedly evidence that AB Negative people have certain physical traits, such as reddish auburn hair, and hazel or grey eyes, fair skin and freckles. Yikes- that describes me. Yes, I'm a hideous freckled ginger. So, in suddenly belonging to a larger group with specific physical traits, I have to react. AHA! It seems to have wisdom.
OK, but, then there are the other ludicrous and bizarre hypotheses about us AB Negs, specifically stating that we are alien-blooded, reptilian or both. We're supposed to have an unusual caudal tail bone, vertebrae anomalies, and ....ok, I did have a caudal vertebrae brake, and now the entire lumbar spine is collapsing, which I need to have fixed soon. As if I didn't have enough rods and bolts in my spine, the second half of my spine needs to be completely redone sooner than I want. I just recovered from a cervical spine overhaul, in that I have a new cervical spine. I'm already bionic, but, now, according to some websites, I'm an alien reptilian. A GINGER haired freckled pale decrepit freak. So depressing.
So, it is no surprise that facing such conflict in self-confidence, I embraced the information that the shroud of Turin has AB Negative blood. If we accept the predicate that this is Jesus Christ's shroud, that means he possessed AB Negative blood.
When I told my brother that we may have the blood of Christ, he said sarcastically, that I should contact Dan Brown, and tell him we're the real Merovingian. He was so unimpressed and sardonic that it made me think of a way for him to see a positive spin on having this bloodline. I have to add that my brother is a great despiser of Jesus Christ, and I can't figure out why. It constantly annoys me, because, he's so blasphemous that he claims Jesus doesn't even exist.
Knowing he is very narcissistic, I was given a golden nugget of information to feed him, namely that if Jesus was AB Negative, and that was his shroud, that means that Mary's blood was AB Negative. It also means that my brother is probably the only human in history besides Jesus to have AB Negative blood that was chromosomal female, because he only had maternal genes. My brother had leukemia and received a rescue bone marrow transplant from me, and it turned his blood into AB negative FEMALE blood, like Christ';s or the Man of the Shroud's.
OK, that appealed to him, a little, but, he was still appalled to be compared to Jesus. Can you imagine this? Well, then it occurred to me that it makes more sense than I could possibly know.
IF our bloodline was of Mary, that means that we were possibly the ancestors of her other children, the ones who did not believe in Jesus Christ! While James and John were possibly his half-brothers, there were other ones who mocked him, and rejected him as the Messiah. That's why Christ said what he did in the Gospels:
Mat 13:55-58
Is not this the carpenter's son? is not his mother called Mary? and his brethren, James, and Joses, and Simon, and Judas?\
And his sisters, are they not all with us? Whence then hath this [man] all these things?
And they were offended in him. But Jesus said unto them, A prophet is not without honour, save in his own country, and in his own house.
\\
If we see Christ's own blood brothers as rejecting him, then, why am I still amazed that my brother rejects the notion that he could possibly be a great-great uncle x 1000 generations?
The reason I think it's possible that we are related to that shroud's blood is the sheer rarity of this blood type. There are less than or up to 1% of the population of the world who possess it. Then, factoring in that there are only 13 million Jews in the world, or approximately 4% of the world's population, it makes it even more rare and increases the odds of being related to the Jew on the shroud, whether Jesus or not. \
Most Jews don't know their tribal origins, or at least, don't have just one tribe contributing to their genetics. However, my dad's family were orthodox rabbis up to 100 years ago, and were the tribe of Levi, which was inscribed on their family religious items. The Levites, or Sons of Aaron, were the priests, and they kept their tribal bloodlines more diligently than many other tribes because they were the rabbis.
Jesus is, of course, the lion of Judah, being the ancestral son of David, and the heir the throne of Zion, but, many don't realize that Mary was also from the daughters of Aaron. This is derived from the Gospel of Luke, from the description of John the Baptist's mother, who was Mary's sister. So, Mary's mother was a Levi.
In Hebrews, the writer compares Christ to Melchizadec as High Priest King. Jesus was tolerated in the Temple in Jerusalem because he was entitled to teach as having Levi bloodlines. He was ancestor to Moses, and David, of Levi and Judah, through his maternal bloodline.
Now, I have knowledge of an even more limited range of potential for matching the shroud, if it belonged to Christ, since his half Levi blood would make it almost impossible for someone like my dad and me to not possess the same bloodline as Mary. The Levites were 1/12th of the sum of Israel. Doing the math, the odds are impossible to have this rare bloodline in such a limited group, without being related.
Is this a blessing or a curse? The blood of Christ is a blessing, but, we would have to have e the blood of Mary and one of her unbelieving offspring
Why are we cursed? Because our ancestor may have been the brother of Christ, and refused his grace, and for the next 2000 years was cursed by being chased around the globe, persecuted and hunted like dogs. Having the same blood as Mary did not save us. Only belief in Christ has meaning.
Like I told my brother, he may be the only male human being other than Jesus to have AB Negative female blood, yet, it means nothing to him.
He is thrilled to be the blood relative of Bolsheviks that killed people, but, continues to reject the blood of Christ, even the blood in our veins, the ladder of DNA, like Jacob's ladder to God. It amazes me. If I told him that we were Merovingian, he would be ecstatic, because that would debunk Christ. I always wondered why Dan Brown and others who embraced this mythology didn't recognize that Christ had other relatives who would pass his bloodline to future generations, but, he did not have any mortal children with Mary Magdalene, other than metaphorical and allegorical children of God.
Possessing this rare blood means absolutely NOTHING without faith in Christ. I'm trying to get my brother to contact researchers who did DNA on the shroud at UT, where he lives in Texas, to see how our DNA matches up, although that may not be possible. I wanted him to do it to give him a sense of how we should have the most pride in Jesus Christ. I wanted to prove to him that Christ didn't betray the Jews, but, HE IS, and is the totality of God's Plan.
I was named after my grandmother, Mary, and Mary means "bitter. " Indeed, how bitter to realize that his own family and amongst his brothers and sisters, were those who shunned and spurned him, and how they went two thousand years as the hated ones. It's only been in the last 30 years, in the current generation of Jews, embraced Jesus Christ, again, since the first advent of Christ. But, it's surely with the bitterness, and sorrow that I understand the tragedy and irony of our heritage, including remorse for all who reject the mercy and salvation that he provided by shedding his blood, and to all who accept his blood, shed for us, to cleanse every imperfection and sin, we become his bloodline in a new family.
I'd rather possess the blood of Mary and Moses than reptilian aliens. It is far more comforting to connect to them so intimately. Even though I truly understand that even having the same DNA doesn't mean a thing without faith.
Friday, July 8, 2011
Letter To Casey Anthony
Casey,
Yesterday, I had such visceral hatred for you, that my coping mechanism was to imagine you brutally murdered. I confess this because it's true. It's also contrary to my beliefs, so, I prayed about it.
Today, I got my answer. This is hard for me to write, but, I believe that God has forgiven you for any and all of your sins, the same as mine. When Moses was on the run from Egypt, he was guilty of killing a man. He had blood on his hands, but, the Lord, himself, appeared to him, and elevated him above the mortal experience.
The defining moment in our lives, when all is said and done, is what we do with the chance for redemption. Salvation has nothing to do with who we sleep with, whether we are straight or gay, or whether we dot every i, and cross every t. Salvation is a gift of grace, and comes from God's will and plan for us. What we do with it is our challenge.
Redemption is a daily endeavor. My fantasy of wanting you dead is no different than killing you, in the dimension where we are judged for our works and our words.
Only God knows our hearts and the secrets in our lives, and the reasons for the things that we do. I know now that God found you acceptable to bestow tremendous mercy upon, and now, it is up to you, to honor him, and to honor your little girl.
After being dazed by this revelation, I believe that my following suggestions may help you on your path to true salvation. You are loved by God. The blood of Jesus Christ has been applied to your sins, and you can walk into the world a free person, and you could establish yourself, against all odds, as an honorable woman.
You must resist the temptations that appear before you to divert you from the grace in your path. If you cannot share words truthfully, say nothing at all. Stop spinning excuses and try to never lie again. This is not purely your fault, since, you learned to lie from your parents, who may have learned to lie from theirs. The time to stop lying is now. It won't be easy, but, nothing is impossible with Christ, who strengthens us.
I would recommend staying away from your mother and father, altogether, until you can finally get your footing as a new person. Maybe you should never associate with them again. I am beginning to understand how you may have been warped and damage by the environment you grew up in, and you may have suffered terrible psychic, and possibly physical abuse at their hands. Forgive them, but, stay away from them. God knows the truth, and so do you. It's not important for anyone else to know, and frankly, you shouldn't discuss it until you are reestablished, when you don't need to offer excuses for your actions..
Though you've had negative experiences with Christians, so have I, but, Christ is not to be blamed for the foolishness or errors of those who are works in progress, or are not even on the right path. Get to know Christ through a discipleship, one to one, by praying and learning to depend on the Holy Spirit to guide you.
If you were chosen for this work of redemption, in Christ, prepare your own way to represent him. People will not only see you in a new light, but, you will be loved, by those in the heavenly realm, and many haters in the world. Frankly, most of us are lost, and by becoming a new person, you have the power to guide others one day.
If you can be straightened and strengthened, forgiven and then blessed, you will know pure joy, and your contribution to others will be a great work. People love to hate, but, people also love to forgive.
If the words of my prayer for you is accomplished, you will know happiness, and fulfillment. You will have success that will be stunning, and will inspire so many, especially young people, who have stumbled on the wrong paths.
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Stay true to who you are, not who your parents wanted you to be, or who you think you should be. Everyone who has met you claims that they were attracted to your spirit and energy, especially your positivity. Use these natural gifts to enhance your ministry. The world needs you as this incredible new person, enlightened and pouring out light from your pores. Your beauty will not only be skin deep, but, will attract many to your beautiful heart. You have a chance to be this beauty.
Casey, we're all sinners, and to God, all sin condemns us. You became a symbol of sorts, in the worst possible way. Now, you can change the game. He has given many people miraculous opportunities, that are wonderful, but, few has he given such a powerful gift as he has given you. Consider that you may be chosen for some higher purpose. Not only are you redeemed, but, if you choose the right path, you will build upon this foundation, a way for others to find hope, when they are hopeless.
A week ago, you were that hopeless soul, but, now, as you embark on a new life, make it work. Devote your life to God, not to selfish pleasures, which are transient. If people see you throwing away this opportunity, there's not a corner in the world where you will be free from shame and blame. On the other hand, if you truly apply this grace to a new life, you will become a beacon of light, and loved.
Please grab hold of him, and his love. Reject sensual temptations, or transitive pleasures or pseudo-fame. Use your notoriety to profess your faith, and you will truly be the symbol of miracles and hope for others.
When you leave jail, put space between yourself and your parents, maybe even Lee. Embrace the community of Christians wherever God sends you, and take advantage of this gold ticket to a new life. Don't do it only for yourself, but, live every day righteously, to honor Caylee, as well. You will one day see her again, and you want to hear her say, "well done" not to mention to hear the Lord utter those words.
We're all vulnerable to sin and we've all done things to hurt others, but, only the persons willing to have humility, hope and accept the grace of salvation understand that in God's eyes, only His acceptance counts, not the degree of our sins. Sin is sin. Hating you is murder. Loving you is the mark of Christ.
Wear salvation and a crown of righteousness when you depart from the purgatory of iron bars. Though you'll never probably read my words, I send them to you, in my prayers. I pray I am worthy to be counted amongst the saints, and that you will be there too, in the day of the Lord's great return.
I kept hearing this song in my head, from 'Les Miserables', It was sung by the bishop who helped Jean Valjean escape with silver that he stole. Whenever I've seen the show, or listened to this music, this part always makes me cry. It resonates with all sinners who understand how we're given the gift of grace, which is more valuable than all gold and rubies:
Would you leave the best behind?
So Messieurs you may release him
For this man has spoken true
I commend you for your duty
May God's blessing go with you.
But remember this, my brother
See in this some higher plan
You must use this precious silver
To become an honest man
By the witness of the martyrs
By the Passion and the Blood
God has raised you out of darkness
I have bought your soul for God
Yesterday, I had such visceral hatred for you, that my coping mechanism was to imagine you brutally murdered. I confess this because it's true. It's also contrary to my beliefs, so, I prayed about it.
Today, I got my answer. This is hard for me to write, but, I believe that God has forgiven you for any and all of your sins, the same as mine. When Moses was on the run from Egypt, he was guilty of killing a man. He had blood on his hands, but, the Lord, himself, appeared to him, and elevated him above the mortal experience.
The defining moment in our lives, when all is said and done, is what we do with the chance for redemption. Salvation has nothing to do with who we sleep with, whether we are straight or gay, or whether we dot every i, and cross every t. Salvation is a gift of grace, and comes from God's will and plan for us. What we do with it is our challenge.
Redemption is a daily endeavor. My fantasy of wanting you dead is no different than killing you, in the dimension where we are judged for our works and our words.
Only God knows our hearts and the secrets in our lives, and the reasons for the things that we do. I know now that God found you acceptable to bestow tremendous mercy upon, and now, it is up to you, to honor him, and to honor your little girl.
After being dazed by this revelation, I believe that my following suggestions may help you on your path to true salvation. You are loved by God. The blood of Jesus Christ has been applied to your sins, and you can walk into the world a free person, and you could establish yourself, against all odds, as an honorable woman.
You must resist the temptations that appear before you to divert you from the grace in your path. If you cannot share words truthfully, say nothing at all. Stop spinning excuses and try to never lie again. This is not purely your fault, since, you learned to lie from your parents, who may have learned to lie from theirs. The time to stop lying is now. It won't be easy, but, nothing is impossible with Christ, who strengthens us.
I would recommend staying away from your mother and father, altogether, until you can finally get your footing as a new person. Maybe you should never associate with them again. I am beginning to understand how you may have been warped and damage by the environment you grew up in, and you may have suffered terrible psychic, and possibly physical abuse at their hands. Forgive them, but, stay away from them. God knows the truth, and so do you. It's not important for anyone else to know, and frankly, you shouldn't discuss it until you are reestablished, when you don't need to offer excuses for your actions..
Though you've had negative experiences with Christians, so have I, but, Christ is not to be blamed for the foolishness or errors of those who are works in progress, or are not even on the right path. Get to know Christ through a discipleship, one to one, by praying and learning to depend on the Holy Spirit to guide you.
If you were chosen for this work of redemption, in Christ, prepare your own way to represent him. People will not only see you in a new light, but, you will be loved, by those in the heavenly realm, and many haters in the world. Frankly, most of us are lost, and by becoming a new person, you have the power to guide others one day.
If you can be straightened and strengthened, forgiven and then blessed, you will know pure joy, and your contribution to others will be a great work. People love to hate, but, people also love to forgive.
If the words of my prayer for you is accomplished, you will know happiness, and fulfillment. You will have success that will be stunning, and will inspire so many, especially young people, who have stumbled on the wrong paths.
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Stay true to who you are, not who your parents wanted you to be, or who you think you should be. Everyone who has met you claims that they were attracted to your spirit and energy, especially your positivity. Use these natural gifts to enhance your ministry. The world needs you as this incredible new person, enlightened and pouring out light from your pores. Your beauty will not only be skin deep, but, will attract many to your beautiful heart. You have a chance to be this beauty.
Casey, we're all sinners, and to God, all sin condemns us. You became a symbol of sorts, in the worst possible way. Now, you can change the game. He has given many people miraculous opportunities, that are wonderful, but, few has he given such a powerful gift as he has given you. Consider that you may be chosen for some higher purpose. Not only are you redeemed, but, if you choose the right path, you will build upon this foundation, a way for others to find hope, when they are hopeless.
A week ago, you were that hopeless soul, but, now, as you embark on a new life, make it work. Devote your life to God, not to selfish pleasures, which are transient. If people see you throwing away this opportunity, there's not a corner in the world where you will be free from shame and blame. On the other hand, if you truly apply this grace to a new life, you will become a beacon of light, and loved.
Please grab hold of him, and his love. Reject sensual temptations, or transitive pleasures or pseudo-fame. Use your notoriety to profess your faith, and you will truly be the symbol of miracles and hope for others.
When you leave jail, put space between yourself and your parents, maybe even Lee. Embrace the community of Christians wherever God sends you, and take advantage of this gold ticket to a new life. Don't do it only for yourself, but, live every day righteously, to honor Caylee, as well. You will one day see her again, and you want to hear her say, "well done" not to mention to hear the Lord utter those words.
We're all vulnerable to sin and we've all done things to hurt others, but, only the persons willing to have humility, hope and accept the grace of salvation understand that in God's eyes, only His acceptance counts, not the degree of our sins. Sin is sin. Hating you is murder. Loving you is the mark of Christ.
Wear salvation and a crown of righteousness when you depart from the purgatory of iron bars. Though you'll never probably read my words, I send them to you, in my prayers. I pray I am worthy to be counted amongst the saints, and that you will be there too, in the day of the Lord's great return.
I kept hearing this song in my head, from 'Les Miserables', It was sung by the bishop who helped Jean Valjean escape with silver that he stole. Whenever I've seen the show, or listened to this music, this part always makes me cry. It resonates with all sinners who understand how we're given the gift of grace, which is more valuable than all gold and rubies:
Would you leave the best behind?
So Messieurs you may release him
For this man has spoken true
I commend you for your duty
May God's blessing go with you.
But remember this, my brother
See in this some higher plan
You must use this precious silver
To become an honest man
By the witness of the martyrs
By the Passion and the Blood
God has raised you out of darkness
I have bought your soul for God
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Song For Caylee Anthony- Casey Anthony's Star Chamber
I am told there is a special place within Paradise,
For murdered children, and babies who die in the womb.
There, their angel's faces behold their joy and innocence,
And it is there where they are shepherded into adulthood.
It is spoken how they are like a large family,
There, no cold blows descend, nor are there harsh words.
It resounds with laughter, and the music of angels,
Harmonizing with a myriad of sweet songbirds.
I was shown a place of unimaginable grace.
Where the air felt like a warm Spring noon.
There were baby lambs, baby cubs, baby ducks
Baby seals, baby kittens and baby baboons.
I saw them leaping in the flowering fields!
I heard them squeal as they played in pure bliss!
They rode on the back of darling elephants,
In the River of Life they frolicked with dolphins..
These precious souls grow up in the garden of God.
Angel's are their guides and guardians.
Don't weep for me, they tell their families,
There are no tears here, only friends.
I have been told there are angels who avenge the slain,
Who hunt those whose hands are stained crimson from
murder.
Though she roam the globe, feeling untouchable,
The hounds of hell are dispatched to hunt her.
Her hands will never lose the stench of death,
She cannot conceal the bones she tried to hide,
She will never fool the masses, though fools they may be....
She cannot ever escape homicide.
Look over your shoulder constantly...
Look here and there, shady Miss.
Hopefully, Dexter is one of the many men you flirt with,
You will never know who will exact Prairie Justice...
Run run away, where will you go?
RUN run fast and far, where will you hide?
Try to live a life of innocence
When you are marked for life.
When will your day come, when will it come?
Will you then consider how she felt when she died?
Will you ever come clean, will you ever repent
Will you experience the pain she had when she cried?
Maybe they'll wrap your corpse in bags?
Maybe they'll throw you away,
Maybe critters will eat your foul flesh,
But, your killers will get away.
No body, no crime.
No proof of a killing? The jury acquits.
No video of the act, oh no my dear
No one will mourn you one bit.
No dirty deed done
No vigils for the vigilantes who hid
your putrid rotting corpse in their trunk.
No search parties sent to look for you
The day that you go missing.
So, laugh in the face of blind Justice,
Flaunt your sin like a slut making dimes,
Enjoy your blood money, you wretched succubus.
Revel in fame, but you are not innocent
of the crime..
Your telltale heart is already ticking...tick tick.
You will never have redeeming merits
You will always be seen as a symbol of travesty,
You will be called the pathological lying child killing
psychopath.
You are infamous, even felons despise your crime.
You're hated by the mobs and the A-List.
Your name is :Cold-blooded Monster Mom,
Who killed her child and then, got away with it.
You are not exonerated by 12 gullible souls' verdict,
Everyone heard the tapes, your lies, the evidence and story
You have been judged by all, the rest of this world!
There are billions who are now your jury
You only think you were awarded freedom,
You only think you got away with it.
Freedom, is as transient as the life of your child.
Because, in your case, Casey, the glove FIT.
You may welcome reentry into the world,
But, you will find no fans in your club, not one.
You will be reviled til you die, and ridiculed girl.
You were safer, by far, where you belong,
In prison
DISCLAIMER: I do not advocate or encourage anyone to take justice in their own hands. The legal system in America still has to be respected, and Casey Anthony, as a free person, has all the rights we have, and that includes the right not to be stalked or killed. I would never do that, or suggest that someone else should do it. On the other hand, this is just a poem written out of deeeeeeep frustration that someone who I believe is a psychopathic killer is going to be free, possibly tomorrow, and this is my artistic way to deal with it by this poem that came to me as I was taking a bath. Let me know what you think and if it offends people, I'll remove it. It's really not my style, but, these words just poured out of my soul, it seems. It's scary to see such a dark side of me come out. I also wanted to add that this poem is in opposition to my entire discipleship in Christ, and this is something that I need to work out with Him. Christ can forgive Casey Anthony, the same as I'm forgiven if I repent of hating her enough to write this poem.
For murdered children, and babies who die in the womb.
There, their angel's faces behold their joy and innocence,
And it is there where they are shepherded into adulthood.
It is spoken how they are like a large family,
There, no cold blows descend, nor are there harsh words.
It resounds with laughter, and the music of angels,
Harmonizing with a myriad of sweet songbirds.
I was shown a place of unimaginable grace.
Where the air felt like a warm Spring noon.
There were baby lambs, baby cubs, baby ducks
Baby seals, baby kittens and baby baboons.
I saw them leaping in the flowering fields!
I heard them squeal as they played in pure bliss!
They rode on the back of darling elephants,
In the River of Life they frolicked with dolphins..
These precious souls grow up in the garden of God.
Angel's are their guides and guardians.
Don't weep for me, they tell their families,
There are no tears here, only friends.
I have been told there are angels who avenge the slain,
Who hunt those whose hands are stained crimson from
murder.
Though she roam the globe, feeling untouchable,
The hounds of hell are dispatched to hunt her.
Her hands will never lose the stench of death,
She cannot conceal the bones she tried to hide,
She will never fool the masses, though fools they may be....
She cannot ever escape homicide.
Look over your shoulder constantly...
Look here and there, shady Miss.
Hopefully, Dexter is one of the many men you flirt with,
You will never know who will exact Prairie Justice...
Run run away, where will you go?
RUN run fast and far, where will you hide?
Try to live a life of innocence
When you are marked for life.
When will your day come, when will it come?
Will you then consider how she felt when she died?
Will you ever come clean, will you ever repent
Will you experience the pain she had when she cried?
Maybe they'll wrap your corpse in bags?
Maybe they'll throw you away,
Maybe critters will eat your foul flesh,
But, your killers will get away.
No body, no crime.
No proof of a killing? The jury acquits.
No video of the act, oh no my dear
No one will mourn you one bit.
No dirty deed done
No vigils for the vigilantes who hid
your putrid rotting corpse in their trunk.
No search parties sent to look for you
The day that you go missing.
So, laugh in the face of blind Justice,
Flaunt your sin like a slut making dimes,
Enjoy your blood money, you wretched succubus.
Revel in fame, but you are not innocent
of the crime..
Your telltale heart is already ticking...tick tick.
You will never have redeeming merits
You will always be seen as a symbol of travesty,
You will be called the pathological lying child killing
psychopath.
You are infamous, even felons despise your crime.
You're hated by the mobs and the A-List.
Your name is :Cold-blooded Monster Mom,
Who killed her child and then, got away with it.
You are not exonerated by 12 gullible souls' verdict,
Everyone heard the tapes, your lies, the evidence and story
You have been judged by all, the rest of this world!
There are billions who are now your jury
You only think you were awarded freedom,
You only think you got away with it.
Freedom, is as transient as the life of your child.
Because, in your case, Casey, the glove FIT.
You may welcome reentry into the world,
But, you will find no fans in your club, not one.
You will be reviled til you die, and ridiculed girl.
You were safer, by far, where you belong,
In prison
DISCLAIMER: I do not advocate or encourage anyone to take justice in their own hands. The legal system in America still has to be respected, and Casey Anthony, as a free person, has all the rights we have, and that includes the right not to be stalked or killed. I would never do that, or suggest that someone else should do it. On the other hand, this is just a poem written out of deeeeeeep frustration that someone who I believe is a psychopathic killer is going to be free, possibly tomorrow, and this is my artistic way to deal with it by this poem that came to me as I was taking a bath. Let me know what you think and if it offends people, I'll remove it. It's really not my style, but, these words just poured out of my soul, it seems. It's scary to see such a dark side of me come out. I also wanted to add that this poem is in opposition to my entire discipleship in Christ, and this is something that I need to work out with Him. Christ can forgive Casey Anthony, the same as I'm forgiven if I repent of hating her enough to write this poem.
Nancy Grace and the Casey Anthony Case Epilogue
How weird that my post yesterday and the day before about this case disappeared. It seems like our First Amendment Rights are being sucked away. I wonder if this post will be unceremoniously deleted by a higher power?
Nancy Grace is NOT to blame for Casey Anthony's situation. She's been the scapegoat for how this trial went south, but, let me opine that she is innocent.
The problem with this case, in my opinion, was that it did capture the world, because of the beautiful child, and the behavior of this "mother" and the belief that she viciously disposed of the girl like trash. Nothing will ever convince me that she didn't.
When voir dire was being conducted to find jurors, literally hundreds and hundreds of viable bodies showed up, but, most of them either had situations of work where six weeks sequestered would have been a hardship, or they knew about the case and felt she was guilty as sin.
In the end, they had the impossible task of finding 12 or more people who :1. Never heard of this case, and never had a clue about her guilt or innocence; 2. Were not engaged in a mandatory employment situation where they could not afford to lose up to 2 months of pay.
So, they picked 12 jurors, and a few alternates who could stay in a hotel as prisoners for six to eight weeks, and who had never had much exposure to the case. This means that they had people who do not read newspapers, watch the News on TV, or pay attention to our world. These people are those who watch Gomer Pyle reruns, and play Fantasy Football all day, or are so disengaged from the world that they were oblivious to one of the most publicized cases in our century.
In other words, they had to choose from losers. Plain and simple. They may be nice, and they may be decent, but, they're dopes. They said there was an IT dude, but, anyone in a company knows that IT guys are sometimes alarmingly obtuse when it comes to life. Some of them wear their right shoes on their left foot, and can't chew gum and walk. Try to have a conversation about current events with them. Enough said.
Then there was a "retired nurse" and a few nursing students. I doubt they were RN students because they would be encumbered with clinical requirements, and what nursing student can take off a semester, or would choose to do this? They were Nurse's Aides, if that, in my opinion.
I think that the Alternate Juror, who spoke to the press about how the stupid morons on the jury found the State's case lacking revealed so much. First of all, how did he know? He wasn't privy to their deliberations, if you can call them that. He was an alternate. He obviously had engaged in conversations with this dumb as dirt group, during the long sequestration. In other words, these people, didn't give a damn about the judge's instructions, and discussed the case. You and I know that they did.
They didn't take notes. Not surprising since they weren't in possession of higher degrees of education. They probably didn't know how to take notes.
In the early stages of being hard-pressed to find jurors, the Judge almost went to the Homeless Shelters, because he was desperate to find warm bodies to fill those 12 seats. He could have done so much better if they did go to the homeless, rather this group of Nimrods,
These people are contemptible and they freed a killer, who will go on to star in porn film, if she takes up the offer by Vivid Entertainment, and make millions of dollars selling Caylee's rights and her tragic story of performing fellatio on her dad before school every day.
Our system failed in this high profile case because everyone though this woman was guilty, and the only people qualified to serve as her jury were the dumbest pet rocks on the planet, who had never read a newspaper, or watched the News. They probably don't even know about the War in Iraq, or know that there aren't 48 States.
They also didn't seem to heed the judge's admonitions about discussing the case between themselves. But, then again, they probably didn't know what the word "admonition" meant, and didn't have any intellectual curiosity to look it up.
Nancy Grace is NOT to blame for Casey Anthony's situation. She's been the scapegoat for how this trial went south, but, let me opine that she is innocent.
The problem with this case, in my opinion, was that it did capture the world, because of the beautiful child, and the behavior of this "mother" and the belief that she viciously disposed of the girl like trash. Nothing will ever convince me that she didn't.
When voir dire was being conducted to find jurors, literally hundreds and hundreds of viable bodies showed up, but, most of them either had situations of work where six weeks sequestered would have been a hardship, or they knew about the case and felt she was guilty as sin.
In the end, they had the impossible task of finding 12 or more people who :1. Never heard of this case, and never had a clue about her guilt or innocence; 2. Were not engaged in a mandatory employment situation where they could not afford to lose up to 2 months of pay.
So, they picked 12 jurors, and a few alternates who could stay in a hotel as prisoners for six to eight weeks, and who had never had much exposure to the case. This means that they had people who do not read newspapers, watch the News on TV, or pay attention to our world. These people are those who watch Gomer Pyle reruns, and play Fantasy Football all day, or are so disengaged from the world that they were oblivious to one of the most publicized cases in our century.
In other words, they had to choose from losers. Plain and simple. They may be nice, and they may be decent, but, they're dopes. They said there was an IT dude, but, anyone in a company knows that IT guys are sometimes alarmingly obtuse when it comes to life. Some of them wear their right shoes on their left foot, and can't chew gum and walk. Try to have a conversation about current events with them. Enough said.
Then there was a "retired nurse" and a few nursing students. I doubt they were RN students because they would be encumbered with clinical requirements, and what nursing student can take off a semester, or would choose to do this? They were Nurse's Aides, if that, in my opinion.
I think that the Alternate Juror, who spoke to the press about how the stupid morons on the jury found the State's case lacking revealed so much. First of all, how did he know? He wasn't privy to their deliberations, if you can call them that. He was an alternate. He obviously had engaged in conversations with this dumb as dirt group, during the long sequestration. In other words, these people, didn't give a damn about the judge's instructions, and discussed the case. You and I know that they did.
They didn't take notes. Not surprising since they weren't in possession of higher degrees of education. They probably didn't know how to take notes.
In the early stages of being hard-pressed to find jurors, the Judge almost went to the Homeless Shelters, because he was desperate to find warm bodies to fill those 12 seats. He could have done so much better if they did go to the homeless, rather this group of Nimrods,
These people are contemptible and they freed a killer, who will go on to star in porn film, if she takes up the offer by Vivid Entertainment, and make millions of dollars selling Caylee's rights and her tragic story of performing fellatio on her dad before school every day.
Our system failed in this high profile case because everyone though this woman was guilty, and the only people qualified to serve as her jury were the dumbest pet rocks on the planet, who had never read a newspaper, or watched the News. They probably don't even know about the War in Iraq, or know that there aren't 48 States.
They also didn't seem to heed the judge's admonitions about discussing the case between themselves. But, then again, they probably didn't know what the word "admonition" meant, and didn't have any intellectual curiosity to look it up.
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Waves of Synchronicity in the ocean of Time and Space
I have noticed that there are periods of my life when I ride into breathtaking waves of synchronicity, like the perfect crests of the ocean, and just as exciting and harrowing. It's probably a lot like manic depressive states during the manic highs, because, when it happens, there is a heightened energy and feeling of almost magical thinking.
The past 24 hours has demonstrated to me that these events are life-long, and quite real, because, when I experience them, they happen to whoever is close to me, as well. They become awe struck and confused and aware of the mystery.
This phenomenon can occur with any surrounding events, like being in a crowd, while thinking of peanut butter and jelly, hearing the person next to me discussing it, while a second later, a poster of a pbj sandwich appears. The most frequent example of how this occurs is during television when something I'm doing is instantly reflected in a program I'm watching.
For instance, I was drawing a painting of very vivid and stylized butterflies amidst roses, and I looked up and the program I was watching had a guest, in this case, Marcia Clark, the prosecutor for OJ, who was wearing a shirt almost identical to the picture I was working on, even down to the colors, and flowers. It was pretty weird, and my dad couldn't explain it, either. Before that, there were a half dozen similar coincidences, even with commercials on television. My dad couldn't explain them all, and then, it started happening to him.
He was looking for a good paperback of mine to read, and I recommended "Night" by Elie Weizel, and five minutes later, as her was doing the crossword puzzle in today's paper, the first clue was "Author of "Night""....
Right after that, we were wondering how so many coincidences were happening, when a commercial came on for a new cat food. It showed a short-haired white cat who was identical to my new kitten, and she's an unusual little creature, yet, the cat was her. Before we could remark how odd it was to see such a twin, the commercial had a second cat, who looked identical to "Toy" my tabby. It's just too many odds against the two identical cats appearing together.
All day long, if the TV was on, and I said a keyword to someone, I heard that word being echoed in some way on television.
It's proof (sort of) that all of us are plotted on some perfect matrix, and our existence is in harmony with our universe, and our surroundings. It means that we are caught up in some incredible net, or network, and knowing this, makes me feel very secure. If we're intersecting with the Time/Space continuum, that infers our own immortality or permanence with infinity and most of all, with God. While it's also disconcerting, I choose to see it as a profound blessing, just to know that I'm part of everything surrounding me, and God made it like that to remind me of his perfection and wonderful plan.
Thanks to the LORD, every day there are miracles and blessings.
The past 24 hours has demonstrated to me that these events are life-long, and quite real, because, when I experience them, they happen to whoever is close to me, as well. They become awe struck and confused and aware of the mystery.
This phenomenon can occur with any surrounding events, like being in a crowd, while thinking of peanut butter and jelly, hearing the person next to me discussing it, while a second later, a poster of a pbj sandwich appears. The most frequent example of how this occurs is during television when something I'm doing is instantly reflected in a program I'm watching.
For instance, I was drawing a painting of very vivid and stylized butterflies amidst roses, and I looked up and the program I was watching had a guest, in this case, Marcia Clark, the prosecutor for OJ, who was wearing a shirt almost identical to the picture I was working on, even down to the colors, and flowers. It was pretty weird, and my dad couldn't explain it, either. Before that, there were a half dozen similar coincidences, even with commercials on television. My dad couldn't explain them all, and then, it started happening to him.
He was looking for a good paperback of mine to read, and I recommended "Night" by Elie Weizel, and five minutes later, as her was doing the crossword puzzle in today's paper, the first clue was "Author of "Night""....
Right after that, we were wondering how so many coincidences were happening, when a commercial came on for a new cat food. It showed a short-haired white cat who was identical to my new kitten, and she's an unusual little creature, yet, the cat was her. Before we could remark how odd it was to see such a twin, the commercial had a second cat, who looked identical to "Toy" my tabby. It's just too many odds against the two identical cats appearing together.
All day long, if the TV was on, and I said a keyword to someone, I heard that word being echoed in some way on television.
It's proof (sort of) that all of us are plotted on some perfect matrix, and our existence is in harmony with our universe, and our surroundings. It means that we are caught up in some incredible net, or network, and knowing this, makes me feel very secure. If we're intersecting with the Time/Space continuum, that infers our own immortality or permanence with infinity and most of all, with God. While it's also disconcerting, I choose to see it as a profound blessing, just to know that I'm part of everything surrounding me, and God made it like that to remind me of his perfection and wonderful plan.
Thanks to the LORD, every day there are miracles and blessings.
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
OBAMA-Nation of DESOLATION 666
I am so disillusioned with this world leader, that I'm willing to make the leap. If he is to wear the final crown of the beast, then let's stop mincing words and political correctness. Let's call it what it is, and at least know what we're dealing with.
This man was virtually unknown a decade ago, and was promoted amongst the ranks of the most elite politicians, with pedigrees, yet, was lifted up on their shoulders as a messianic figure to usher in a new era of equality of health care, and impoverishment of virtually every other value that this country has stood for since it's inception.
As far as a global government, why would we desire to be united with the savages in Afghanistan and Pakistan, or most of the world, whose governments enslave souls and create a culture of desperation and despair, depriving nearly all citizens of hope and equal rights? Other than the chosen few, most of their lives become a day to day battle to simply survive and get food.
The Obama-nation that is emerging in America isn't far behind. China has eclipsed our star, and we are falling rapidly. While natural disasters were plaguing our Midwest, this Obama-nation was kissing the hand of useless royalty in England. Why do we even bother with them? What is royalty if not an abomination? Why are these inbred snobs even respected or sought out, other than historical curiosities whose status is like scandalous pop stars ? They are less than anything, and if England is sentimental about their historical serfdom under vicious tyrants, why are we going backwards into this pit?
Obama-nation is the only President in my lifetime who has not participated in the Christian religion, in any fashion. He did not even put on a respectable show of piety during Easter. YET, he hosts multiple events during Muslim holy days.
The church he belonged to for 20 years was an abomination, as well, eschewing the Gospel for Marxist liberation theology. It is the nuclear base for the Antichrist, and so, it has spawned this creature who now is leading us into nuclear winter.
Abandoning Israel will mean nuclear war within the next decade. Make no mistake. ANY Jew or Christian who supports Obama-nation already has a mark upon them, without the subsequent chip. It's time we spread the word.
Remember, the last Antichrist reigns 3.5 years (first term) in relative peace, and it's his last term of 3.5 years when the nuclear holocaust arrives. Be empowered. Know prophecy and the truth will set you free.
Bring it on.
70 years ago, in 1942, the Nazi's instituted the "Final Solution" and I think it's fitting that starting in 2012, the Jews give the world it's "final solution."
I really think it's time that Zion give the world a reason to hate us, once and for all, because, so much blood has been spilled through the centuries, that it isn't fair, and God always, always, always deals the last ironic blow. They won't have to club us over the head with "global warming" another device of theirs, because nuclear winter is coming.
As far as Obama-nation, our goose is cooked with this clown. It's written on the wind and we're reaping the whirlwind. Seek shelter with the only salvation we have left, and in the KING of kings, in Jesus Christ, and the HOPE of his promise to return and redeem us from these demons who raise their whips against our skin.
Pray pray pray my brothers. Look up, for our redemption arrives.
We'll be leaving soon.
This man was virtually unknown a decade ago, and was promoted amongst the ranks of the most elite politicians, with pedigrees, yet, was lifted up on their shoulders as a messianic figure to usher in a new era of equality of health care, and impoverishment of virtually every other value that this country has stood for since it's inception.
As far as a global government, why would we desire to be united with the savages in Afghanistan and Pakistan, or most of the world, whose governments enslave souls and create a culture of desperation and despair, depriving nearly all citizens of hope and equal rights? Other than the chosen few, most of their lives become a day to day battle to simply survive and get food.
The Obama-nation that is emerging in America isn't far behind. China has eclipsed our star, and we are falling rapidly. While natural disasters were plaguing our Midwest, this Obama-nation was kissing the hand of useless royalty in England. Why do we even bother with them? What is royalty if not an abomination? Why are these inbred snobs even respected or sought out, other than historical curiosities whose status is like scandalous pop stars ? They are less than anything, and if England is sentimental about their historical serfdom under vicious tyrants, why are we going backwards into this pit?
Obama-nation is the only President in my lifetime who has not participated in the Christian religion, in any fashion. He did not even put on a respectable show of piety during Easter. YET, he hosts multiple events during Muslim holy days.
The church he belonged to for 20 years was an abomination, as well, eschewing the Gospel for Marxist liberation theology. It is the nuclear base for the Antichrist, and so, it has spawned this creature who now is leading us into nuclear winter.
Abandoning Israel will mean nuclear war within the next decade. Make no mistake. ANY Jew or Christian who supports Obama-nation already has a mark upon them, without the subsequent chip. It's time we spread the word.
Remember, the last Antichrist reigns 3.5 years (first term) in relative peace, and it's his last term of 3.5 years when the nuclear holocaust arrives. Be empowered. Know prophecy and the truth will set you free.
Bring it on.
70 years ago, in 1942, the Nazi's instituted the "Final Solution" and I think it's fitting that starting in 2012, the Jews give the world it's "final solution."
I really think it's time that Zion give the world a reason to hate us, once and for all, because, so much blood has been spilled through the centuries, that it isn't fair, and God always, always, always deals the last ironic blow. They won't have to club us over the head with "global warming" another device of theirs, because nuclear winter is coming.
As far as Obama-nation, our goose is cooked with this clown. It's written on the wind and we're reaping the whirlwind. Seek shelter with the only salvation we have left, and in the KING of kings, in Jesus Christ, and the HOPE of his promise to return and redeem us from these demons who raise their whips against our skin.
Pray pray pray my brothers. Look up, for our redemption arrives.
We'll be leaving soon.
Friday, June 3, 2011
Prayer for Israel
A nuance of the Hebrew religion that I find intriguing is that the day officially begins at sunset, not sunrise. There are layers of spiritual importance to that, for me, but, the Hebrew day is literally from sundown to sundown. It comforts me in a world gone mad, to recognize that nearly everything in God's realm is uniquely different from our reality. Then again, it is often a struggle to deal with two realities, but, an exercise that is constantly referred to, especially in the New Testament.
We are to live in the world, without being worldly. We are to be strangers in a strange land, which isn't always a comfortable existence, but, then again, it establishes hope in a sane paradigm, where YHWH rules, not men.
I start this article on a tangent, not aware of where it will lead me, but, I like being surprised. Let's see where it goes....
Before I get to Israel, which is my theme tonight, I wanted to document my personal life in the past six months, since I've been absent from the web. I had major spinal surgery, and am going back for more of the same. This next one is more intimidating, and I'm very concerned about the recovery period, albeit, the LORD has not yet let me down, or prolonged my suffering. Still, the last one was very painful. I had virtually my entire cervical spine replaced by cages, bolts and rods, and other than a slash across my throat, I was blessed to receive 80% improvement in my symptoms. I can paint and be an artist again, and I've made up for lost time. I spend nearly 12 hours a day creating, and it is a mystical experience. It helps me to transcend any depression and pain that's left.
The LORD sometimes speaks to my prayers when I meditate while I draw or paint. It's glorious.
I love chit-chatting with our LORD, aside from formal intercession and praise. My dad likes to say that God is not concerned with the trivialities of our lives, but, I vigorously disagree. I am encouraged by such exhortations as in 1Thessalonians 5:19- :Pray without ceasing.
I feel like we have a direct line to our Father in heaven, and so far, He has never yet withdrawn his grace.
I used to always pray for the USA, as well as other countries dear to me, like the tragic countries in Africa, where so many of my brothers and sisters are undergoing genocide and persecution that is virtually worse than at any time of history after the First Century.
Now, however, I pray mainly for Israel, for they are on the endangered list.
Christ warned us to observe the fig tree (Israel) blooming, and attend to when the world turns against her, and I believe we are at this exact coordinate in the divine plan.
A strange vision keeps floating behind my fears and presumptions about what will happen, according to prophecy, and in light of the bestial sudden global government and nuclear weaponry.
The visions of Zechariah 12-14 are inescapable to our generation, and I see something written between the lines, or not really written at all, but, implied. Jerusalem is awaiting the Messiah, yet, the vast majority of the Jews do not recognize him, at this time, as the son of man, who was called Jesus Christ of Nazareth. The Muslims of Jerusalem don't believe Christ was the physical manifestation of the invisible Creator of the Universe. The Christians that occupy some old missions there are mainly from arcane orders that do not conform with the grace ascribed in the prototypical "saved" Church of Philadelphia.
In other words, less than a few percent of the inhabitants of this coveted land even understand that Christ is the ONE. How ironic is that? They're each fighting to be the ones possessing the key to the universe, the key of David, the doorway to a portal that leads to God, himself, yet, who is worthy? Who indeed is even looking for Christ to return?
To make a long story short, my vision, is that in that day, when the advent of Christ appears, they will all see New Jerusalem, and receive the understanding of Christ. It says in Zechariah, the Jews will mourn for him, as an only son, and their hearts will finally be circumcised. My vision, or maybe my fantasy and dream is that our brothers, the Arabs in Jerusalem, will also mourn for him, and their hearts will also be converted.
How ironic to dream of Jews and Muslims being united because of Jesus Christ, eh?
Anyway, that's my prayer for Israel, that the Lord will prepare their hearts, and open their minds, eyes and ears, and that there will be a hope for brotherhood, even on the eve of destruction.
When you love and are loved by Christ, you can overcome depression and negativity by daydreaming about love, and the day when we will all be brothers and sisters, children of God, with Christ as our King and High Priest.
Father, in Jesus Christ's Name, I pray that you impart to all lonely, frightened, and bitter souls, sharing unique dreams for them to ponder when everything else seems bleak and hopeless.,
We are to live in the world, without being worldly. We are to be strangers in a strange land, which isn't always a comfortable existence, but, then again, it establishes hope in a sane paradigm, where YHWH rules, not men.
I start this article on a tangent, not aware of where it will lead me, but, I like being surprised. Let's see where it goes....
Before I get to Israel, which is my theme tonight, I wanted to document my personal life in the past six months, since I've been absent from the web. I had major spinal surgery, and am going back for more of the same. This next one is more intimidating, and I'm very concerned about the recovery period, albeit, the LORD has not yet let me down, or prolonged my suffering. Still, the last one was very painful. I had virtually my entire cervical spine replaced by cages, bolts and rods, and other than a slash across my throat, I was blessed to receive 80% improvement in my symptoms. I can paint and be an artist again, and I've made up for lost time. I spend nearly 12 hours a day creating, and it is a mystical experience. It helps me to transcend any depression and pain that's left.
The LORD sometimes speaks to my prayers when I meditate while I draw or paint. It's glorious.
I love chit-chatting with our LORD, aside from formal intercession and praise. My dad likes to say that God is not concerned with the trivialities of our lives, but, I vigorously disagree. I am encouraged by such exhortations as in 1Thessalonians 5:19- :Pray without ceasing.
I feel like we have a direct line to our Father in heaven, and so far, He has never yet withdrawn his grace.
I used to always pray for the USA, as well as other countries dear to me, like the tragic countries in Africa, where so many of my brothers and sisters are undergoing genocide and persecution that is virtually worse than at any time of history after the First Century.
Now, however, I pray mainly for Israel, for they are on the endangered list.
Christ warned us to observe the fig tree (Israel) blooming, and attend to when the world turns against her, and I believe we are at this exact coordinate in the divine plan.
A strange vision keeps floating behind my fears and presumptions about what will happen, according to prophecy, and in light of the bestial sudden global government and nuclear weaponry.
The visions of Zechariah 12-14 are inescapable to our generation, and I see something written between the lines, or not really written at all, but, implied. Jerusalem is awaiting the Messiah, yet, the vast majority of the Jews do not recognize him, at this time, as the son of man, who was called Jesus Christ of Nazareth. The Muslims of Jerusalem don't believe Christ was the physical manifestation of the invisible Creator of the Universe. The Christians that occupy some old missions there are mainly from arcane orders that do not conform with the grace ascribed in the prototypical "saved" Church of Philadelphia.
In other words, less than a few percent of the inhabitants of this coveted land even understand that Christ is the ONE. How ironic is that? They're each fighting to be the ones possessing the key to the universe, the key of David, the doorway to a portal that leads to God, himself, yet, who is worthy? Who indeed is even looking for Christ to return?
To make a long story short, my vision, is that in that day, when the advent of Christ appears, they will all see New Jerusalem, and receive the understanding of Christ. It says in Zechariah, the Jews will mourn for him, as an only son, and their hearts will finally be circumcised. My vision, or maybe my fantasy and dream is that our brothers, the Arabs in Jerusalem, will also mourn for him, and their hearts will also be converted.
How ironic to dream of Jews and Muslims being united because of Jesus Christ, eh?
Anyway, that's my prayer for Israel, that the Lord will prepare their hearts, and open their minds, eyes and ears, and that there will be a hope for brotherhood, even on the eve of destruction.
When you love and are loved by Christ, you can overcome depression and negativity by daydreaming about love, and the day when we will all be brothers and sisters, children of God, with Christ as our King and High Priest.
Father, in Jesus Christ's Name, I pray that you impart to all lonely, frightened, and bitter souls, sharing unique dreams for them to ponder when everything else seems bleak and hopeless.,
| Zec 12:1 | The burden of the word of the LORD for Israel, saith the LORD, which stretcheth forth the heavens, and layeth the foundation of the earth, and formeth the spirit of man within him. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Zec 12:2 | Behold, I will make Jerusalem a cup of trembling unto all the people round about, when they shall be in the siege both against Judah [and] against Jerusalem. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Zec 12:3 | And in that day will I make Jerusalem a burdensome stone for all people: all that burden themselves with it shall be cut in pieces, though all the people of the earth be gathered together against it. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Zec 12:4 | In that day, saith the LORD, I will smite every horse with astonishment, and his rider with madness: and I will open mine eyes upon the house of Judah, and will smite every horse of the people with blindness. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Zec 12:5 | And the governors of Judah shall say in their heart, The inhabitants of Jerusalem [shall be] my strength in the LORD of hosts their God. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Zec 12:6 | In that day will I make the governors of Judah like an hearth of fire among the wood, and like a torch of fire in a sheaf; and they shall devour all the people round about, on the right hand and on the left: and Jerusalem shall be inhabited again in her own place, [even] in Jerusalem. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Zec 12:7 | The LORD also shall save the tents of Judah first, that the glory of the house of David and the glory of the inhabitants of Jerusalem do not magnify [themselves] against Judah. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Zec 12:8 | In that day shall the LORD defend the inhabitants of Jerusalem; and he that is feeble among them at that day shall be as David; and the house of David [shall be] as God, as the angel of the LORD before them. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Zec 12:9 | And it shall come to pass in that day, [that] I will seek to destroy all the nations that come against Jerusalem. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Zec 12:10 | And I will pour upon the house of David, and upon the inhabitants of Jerusalem, the spirit of grace and of supplications: and they shall look upon me whom they have pierced, and they shall mourn for him, as one mourneth for [his] only [son], and shall be in bitterness for him, as one that is in bitterness for [his] firstborn. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Zec 12:11 | In that day shall there be a great mourning in Jerusalem, as the mourning of Hadadrimmon in the valley of Megiddon. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Zec 12:12 | And the land shall mourn, every family apart; the family of the house of David apart, and their wives apart; the family of the house of Nathan apart, and their wives apart; | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Zec 12:13 | The family of the house of Levi apart, and their wives apart; the family of Shimei apart, and their wives apart; | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Zec 12:14 | All the families that remain, every family apart, and their wives apart.
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Thursday, June 2, 2011
The Talented Casey Anthony
In the original novels (it was a trilogy), Ripley was different than any other character before him. His triumphant talent was in his extraordinary ability to lie so convincingly, that he beguiled and was was enriched by his victims, and eluded justice, becoming more and more successful and respectable.
Unlike the character in the novel, Casey is hardly escaping from her treachery, but, on the other hand, even Ripley's character lacked her phenomenal ability to lie, and maintain that posture under all circumstances.
Ultimately, unlike the fictional Ripley, Casey will be imprisoned, probably for life, but, no one has ever encountered anyone quite like Miss Anthony.
Her ability to expand on lies is truly prodigious, and almost awesome.
She is not a stupid woman. In fact, what sends chills down my spine is how cold she is, and how I believe if she escaped punishment for Caylee's death that I have no doubt that she would have continued to kill those who got in her way, or who could enrich her. I believe Cindy and Lee and George could have been her next victims. She seems to really hate them most of all, and even to the degree that since they adored Caylee, by killing her, she could disrupt and destroy their lives.
I feel heartbroken when I think of George and Cindy, her poor parents. Watching her mom break down this week, caused me to cry for fifteen minutes. I've stayed with this case for three years, and was not always sympathetic to Cindy, but, things have changed, and my understanding of her tragic circumstances fills me with immeasurable admiration and sympathy. I pray for her every day.
I feel almost sick when I consider George Anthony. I do not believe he was ever abusive or inappropriate with Casey, and if anything, he was too permissive and spoiled her. He has his own demons, but, so do most of us. We don't have our dirty laundry, or worst moments paraded out on a world stage for scrutiny. This man is not perfect, but, because he is flawed, yet, innocent of these scurrilous bogus accusations from a rotten defense strategy, I feel the deepest sympathy. This defense will not only fail, but, probably provoke the jury in the end. Ironically, if anything saves Casey from death, it will be people fearing putting the Anthonys through more misery and loss. I know that's how I would feel on that jury.
My most fervent prayers go out to George, and I hope George and Cindy have some way of feeling the prayers that millions of people have for their benefit. I know that when many people pray for you, the LORD allows you to experience them. It's an indescribable thing.
When my brother was dying, congregations from literally all denominations and religions had him on their prayer lists. One Sunday morning, God allowed me to witness the magnificent harmony of prayers, and it was something that cannot be described easily. The Bible describes it like incense rising before the throne of the LORD, and it wasn't like that, yet, it was ethereally like an intangible essence that can't be explained any other way.
Holy Father, in the NAME of Jesus Christ, please watch over Cindy and George Anthony, during this trial, and this period when their deepest sorrow and shame is broadcast as a reality show for the world to view.
Let them feel the love and support of the many people who care about them and seek intercession on their behalf. Let them feel comforted in some way that will strengthen them. Let them feel there is hope. Let them know they are loved. Let them start to heal, and accept the reality of Casey, without torturing their own souls any longer. I ask that they are given angels, and feel their precious Caylee's presence, Give them hope and let them know that they will see Caylee again. Let these people have an image of Caylee running free amongst the flowers and butterflies of paradise, where she will greet them again.
I cannot ever imagine their pain and misery. All I can do is ask our Lord to protect them and most of all, to give them wisdom and peace. They will have to come to terms with the talented Miss. Anthony, but, let them not blame themselves any longer.
Give the twelve people on the jury wisdom and truth. Foil the lies of the devil and the defense and the defendant and let them look like the liars that they are, without the smoke and mirrors, and let all the red herrings stink up the court until the only escape is common sense and truth.
Let the American people embrace the Anthonys and give them some consolation after so much tragedy and loss. Let our LORD be with them all their days, giving them the strength that can only come from God.
Bless them, and if possible, save Casey Anthony, while she endures prison for the next 60 years. Let her come to God, and leave the devil, the father of lies. I pray for her salvation. I ask that she die to lies and has an epiphany that will allow her to escape Hell and damnation, to once again see the face of Caylee Marie, who, on some level, she may still love.
Thank you Father, in the Name of Christ, that YOUR will be done.
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