Apocalypse Now
You won’t like it…or perhaps you will. Those on Earth who call themselves and act as gods oppressing mankind are in for the abrupt Gathering of Souls.
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DO NOT Read this article if you willingly took the back scene!
You have one job. Do not trust the beast system…ever.
The wing of abomination that delivers the Locust from the pit resting in its consummation after its long journey from the pit of hell. This drawing was taken from an actual you tube content providers video. She is a Christian with the mark of the beast and the rest. I am not the only one who sees the creatures in the face and hair. “hair of a woman, face of a man” is not the look of the locust but rather it is WHERE the locust and winged rat creature nest.
Adriana Tellez. A sweet spirit of encouragement.
I am a child of the 70s. The age of prophecy in music.
Stevie Nicks trademark was “white & flowing”. Rarely did she wear black as she is now portrayed to wear on the “Rumors” with a “u” album. I remember clearly her very light pink ribbon ballet slippers moving up the off pink tights she wore for the picture on the Rumors album cover.
Now the album shows her as a bat or witch in all black. You can’t even see the ribbons on her calfs.
Also to mention “Just like the ONE winged dove” sings a song sounds like she’s singin’ oow baby ooowww ooww. “No one left standing in the HALL”. Not ever “hallway”.
Now the lyric is “White wing dove”.
I could go through song after song after song after song and the mandela effect changes would NEVER end. They are in the millions.
Moody Blue Drummer wrote Breathe Deep the Gathering Gloom.
Was it the 3 days of darkness and end times redundancy of days while waiting waiting waiting for the gathering and rapture?
Strong delusion sits upon the many. While those with open eyes see Mandela effects by the thousands.
We have truth and we have distraction from truth if we wish.
Patience. The patience of the saints says the prophecy.
“Late Lament” Graeme Edge
If the M.E. changes to reality keep on and keep increasing as prophesied. As birth labor pains increase. Then in about a year and one half the changes will be so extensive, & SO EXTREME that Earth will then be unrecognizable.
Continue reading “The M.E. Shall Take Humanity to The New Earth”
All you’ll find are redundant examples over and over calling the examples “false memories”. You’ll read explanations of how people are Miss Rembring. I have 5 websites and they all have M.E. articles on them that did not show up in search even to the ump-teenth page of my own exhaustive search of two S. engines. Uhg! I LOATHE CENSORSHIP!
Continue reading “Creator of The Heavens & The Earth. Fluid Reality”
It is possible that there’s more truth about Hell and Satan coming from Hollywood than there is coming from the bought and paid for mouths of indoctrinated Christian preachers. How so?
Continue reading “Lucifer TV Show True or False? Bad or Good?”
Says the man with the silencer. Pop. One bullet straight to the head of the target then one to the heart and the job is compassionately & thoroughly carried out. Simple pieces of lead and chrome. Only a dream for the victim. One little dream for the dream finale. This hit man only kills the sleeping.
I saw a man sneak into my bedroom at night in the dark while I slept. He was a killer paid to kill me. I am a nobody, just a writer of spirituality and imagination.
Continue reading “The Compassionate Killer. Hit Man to the Merciful”
Tallowing, tantalizing, tidbits of twiff
Soaking my brain, give me a whiff!
Bellowing beauties botanical baths
Rigorous rantings of raving and wrath
Naked and neon navels of twimp
Tripping and trapping with malice they drip
Sliding and slipping while hunting they hide
In places left empty in my dark mind
Seductive and sleazy, with bargaining they bind
Productions made queasy, intentions their crime
Wallowing wanabees of every new fade
Twisting and turning making it bad
Traumatic trials of trivial use
Squeezing and squashing my neck in a noose
Frivolous fanatics of fantasies quim
Floating and flailing their life on the limb
Is mine just a whim?
Author_____________The Girl