2-10-18: Introduction: Secret Society:

 

Of course, in the eyes of men?  I, am?  Clinically, insane.  But, in my own eyes?  Things have never appeared, to be clearer. 

After 60 years, of consideration?  I have decided, to just go with it.  And, I am claiming?  My hereditary position, as: le Gouverneur. 

Apparently?  I was born, to it.  And, as a small child?  I was trained for it, by my grandparents.  My grandfather?  Apparently?  Was le Gouverneur, before me.  And, he?  Inherited it, from his grandfather; an old Scotsman, borne out, of Ireland.

This, position?  Allegedly came down, through the family line.  From long before, Jasper Tudor.  From long before, Yeshua the Nazarene, and Solomon, and Noah.  From long before, the pyramids were ever built.  It came down, from the caves of the Caucasus Mountains.  Where the second-oldest bones of modern humans, have been found. 

Our, history?  Starts, with a single sentence: “We stayed close to the mountains, because of what happened the last time, that all of the ice, melted.”  There are 100,000 years of family history, contained within that single, sentence.  But?  I know a lot, about them.  What, they thought; what, they said; what, they knew.

Even, so?  I wouldn’t even pay the least bit of attention to it, anyway; if it wasn’t for that day, and the Eratapokriseis, with the Men In Black.  Where they, essentially?  Rehashed everything, that I had been taught.  And?  Added, to it.  And?  Clarified it, even further. 

Still?  I thought the whole Men In Black thing over, for 28 years, before finally accepting.  Which I did, less than two weeks ago.

If you do not believe in, or Know Of, a Higher Power?  Then, by default?  I have to be considered, as: clinically; scientifically; insane.  And if you do believe in, a Higher Power?  The teachings, of the church of man?  Will, almost inevitably?  Still lead you to, the same, exact conclusion. 

Still: I have to, go with it.  For my latter, occupation?  In the city, of my father?  In the city, of my birth?  My father’s, occupation?  While, a coincidental, historical, anomaly?  Has led me, to take my early training, seriously.  It has caused me, to reflect upon: history; and, the world; and, the nature, of man; and, the Universe; and, each and every one of us; and, our relationship, With the Creator, Of All. 

We?  My, extended family?  Have been around, for millennia.  And man, and history?  Have known us, over the centuries, by many names: Hashishins; Masons; Templars; Illuminati.  You?  Name, it. 

Many of our brothers, and sisters – For we are open, to all – Have made the egregious mistake, of thinking that, the Kingdom?  Can Be Realized, through the work of the hand, of this world.  But?  The, Two Swords?  Are, Enough.  The, One?  Is, Written; Is, Engraved; Upon, the Thigh.  And, the Other?  Is, a Tongue of Flame; Come Out, Of the Mouth. 

Yeshua?  Tried To Tell you, All About This.  

No amount, of beheadings; nor?  Burnings, at the stake; can ever rid the earth, of us.  For, we?  Are like, the Hydra.  Cut off, one head?  And, two grow up, in its place.  We?  Are, everywhere.  Hidden, within.  But?  Living, without.  A Nation, Apart.

Our, Sacred Duty?  Has never, changed.  And, it is?  To protect the Pilgrim, Who Is Upon the Way; Unto, the Holy Land.  Upon, the Path; Unto?  Gan Eden.  And This, Duty?  Can never, change. 

How, do we protect them?  With, the Two Swords; Given Unto us, By YHWH.  The Word, Deeply Incised; the Word, Sparingly Spoken.

The taking, of Jerusalem?  Was done, merely to secure, specific artifacts.  Which are now, hidden away, elsewhere.  We were only there, of course, for 199 years.  And, some of our brothers?  Fell into the ways, of the world.  And, of course?  The, Holy Land?  Was lost, unto them.  With all of the attendant, bloodshed.

We had our own reasons, for embarking upon, the Crusades.  And, we?  Were hidden amongst the Host, even then.  As we still are, today. 

But, the Way?  The, Path?  Always Passes Through, the Holy Land.  And, the Holy One?  Fills, the earth.  So where, exactly, Is This, Holy Land?  Can it be pinned down, to a singular plot of earth?  Can man ever build a house, with which, to contain: He, Who Fills the Universe?

The, Kingdom?  Is, All Around you.  It Is, Within you.

We, of the Shadow Government?  Know, that our sisters, and our brothers, exist.  And we know, that we fill the earth; albeit, amongst men.  But we have shrunk our cells, even more.  Down, from the former, 5 or 6.  For where two are gathered, In His Name?  There?  We, Are. 

There Are Signs, by which we know one another, when we meet.  It is mostly, in the eyes…

Of course, it is crazy!  For, the entire world?  Is, crazy! 

My grandfather, and my grandmother?  Both, had told me?  That the world is not ready, for the Revelation, Of the Mystery.  Perhaps, it would never be, ready?  Perhaps, the world will come to its End, never having been, ready?

Why, am I finally telling the world, all of this?  It is because, I have no heirs.  No, grandchildren.  No one to pass the position, down to.  And I cannot let the Knowledge Of the Ages, just whither, on the vine.  So, I am passing what I Know, along.  For, perhaps?  Someday?  Someone, will read this; and will, become?  The next: Gouverneur.

It is not up, to me.  It is strictly between le Gouverneur, and YHWH.  For no man, can appoint anyone, to such a position.  Colleges of Cardinals, besides.

The only thing in this world and Beyond, which makes perfect sense, to me?  Is the Eternity, Where the Men In Black, Are.  And?  You, have likely, met them.  And have said afterwards, frowning to yourself: “Now, that?  Was, weird…” 

YHWH?  Is, Truly Accessible.  If you manage To Approach the Unknowable, In: the, right way; at, the right time; for, the right reason; with, the right heart.  And if you Meet YHWH, Along, the Way?  Then?  You Are a Part, of Something Bigger.

Think of the ceiling, of the Sistine Chapel.  With?  The Touch, Of God.  He, and the Seraphim?   At, the Center?  Float, In a Cloud – Shaped like, a human brain. 

Michelangelo?  Was one, of us.  Within, the chapel’s ceiling?  Are coded, our symbols.  Which were placed there, to train you, subliminally. 

Le chat?  Montres, la plus petite souris.  Et, le chien, derrière elle?  Montres, le chat.  Et, nous?  Sont, les Chiens, de YHWH.

Anyway?  The Shadow Government?  Is looking for a few, good: Sénéchages; Doges; Cavaliers. 

But?  Don’t take it up, with me.  It is between you, and YHWH.  You need To Approach, the Unknowable…

You’re, Protected.  Don’t worry.  As crazy, as that sounds. 

And, perhaps?  We will meet, Upon the Way.

The, Templars?  Still, Are.  And, the Grail?  Still, Is.  Albeit?  Hidden…

As, a small child?  I was shown, the maps. 

And, perhaps?  My grandfather merely imagined, that he was: le Gouverneur?  He either, was; or?  He, was not.  Crazy, as it is. 

But, because of that day, with the Men In Black?  John Daniel, and Gil?  I have, decided?  Finally?  To just, go, with it.  And you will have to bear with me, for a time.

If you spent a few years on the internet, and put it all together?  Perhaps?  You could present a facsimile, of an Eratapokriseis.  But only an insider, can do it perfectly; correctly.  It is something – I guess?  That you are just, born to?

The, Way?  Is Always, Before you.  It Has Always, Been.  All you need, to do?  Is to take, that first step.  And, all fear?  Will fall away, from you.

Are you watching the Templars, on: The History Channel?  Here are, some clues; as crazy, as it seems.  Entombed, in the rock?  Is, the root, and the trunk, and the living branch.  And, the line?  Leads upward, to the box.  The, box?  Is hidden beneath, the green bower.  And within, the box?  Is Found, the Grail; Hand-formed, out of base clay.  The, line?  Passes through the living branches, of the Oranges; ever, green… 

The, orange?  Is seen, upon, the green.

The second, clue.  If you are given, a lemon?  As bitter to the taste, as it is?  You make, lemonade!  And that is why Stewie’s head, on: Family Guy?  Is shaped, just like a lemon. 

It is all, symbolism.  Presented, for your subconscious training, by: us.  And why, you ask?  It is so that, when you finally Are Confronted, By the Mystery?  You are hopefully prepared well enough, to be able to handle it. 

Think, about it: the, Stuarts?  Got, the lemon.  And, the Oranges?  Currently?  Have possession, of the box.  For, now…

A third, clue.  Yellow?  Is symbolic, of: gold.  The kingdoms, of this world.  And, the Coming Mashiach?  According to, the Muslims?  Comes from, the East – Wearing, a shirt of yellow.  Yellow?  Is, the Light.  The, Bright Morning Star; In, the East.

The, West?  Is to, the East – Of, Jerusalem.

Red?  Is, for: the, Bloodline.  Flowing as deep, as the horse’s bridles.  Remember, the Revelation?  Red?  Is also, the bloodmoon.  The Spirit, Become Flesh.  Which, Overshadows, and Consumes?  The kingdoms, and the kings, of this world. 

And, Stewie?  Wears, This Covering; This, Chuppah.  He’s just another brilliant kid, in an average, dysfunctional family.  Who: in, reality?  Knows, deep down inside?  That, He Is?  The One True Emperor, of this, physical world.

Despite all of the bullshit, around him.  And who, is his best, friend?  Just the dog, who morally supports him: Brian Griffin; Ivy League student, at Brown University.

That, Stewie?  Is: clinically, insane.

You, most likely?  Have absolutely no idea at all, how well you are being mentally prepared For, the End Time.  Man?  Can; and, will; deny, Shekinah.  But, YHWH?  Never denies, His Own.

There are particular surnames, in the line through the branches: Stuart; Tudor; Williams; Browne.  The, list?  Is, quite long.

There are particular first names as well, in the line: Henrietta; Maria; Mary; Martha; Margaret; Sarah; Rebecca; Alexander; William; Henry; George; Abraham; James; John; Thomas; Charles.  And there are many, many, more.

And that is why, I often say: “And that’s what Christmas is all about, Charlie Brown.”  It is an acknowledgement, of the line.

After, the millennia?  Almost everyone, on the earth?  Is related to the line, by blood…

We?  Are all, kinsmen, and womankind.  As crazy, as that sounds.

We, of the Shadow Government?  Speak to man, through: Symbolism.  The first four-syllable word that I was ever taught, when I was less than two?  Was: “sim-bowl-is-‘em.” 

We manipulate, the mind of man; via the things, of this world.  And, through them?  We Reveal, the Eternal Presence, Of the Grail.  You can call it: “Brainwashing,” if you want to.  But: art; literature; architecture; music; culture; philosophy; Spirituality?  Are, our children.

Yet, man?  Chooses; every time?  To create the church of man, out of That Which Is Given Unto them, freely. 

The hearts, of many men, and women?  Are invariably, good.  But it is the cares of this world, which get right in, their Ways.  And, the church of man?  Plays you; through, this physical world.  They hold your soul, manacled high above your head, unreachable, untouchable, in a hangman’s noose…

But you can Pick Up the Sword, Freely-Given; and you Can Free yourself, from that very noose.  Know Well, the Beast.

Man’s arrogance, and self-will?  Is, actually?  Almost, but not quite?  An admirable quality, In the Eyes, Of YHWH. 

Like, Abram?  You Just Have To Know, How To Negotiate, With YHWH.  But don’t try this at home, folks.

Call yourself, what you will: Jew; Catholic; Protestant; Sufi; Hindu; Buddhist; New Ager; Templar; Mason.  The, label?  Does not matter in the least, To YHWH.  For, the Presence?  Reads, the heart.  And, Eternity?  Is Calling Unto you, To Join In.

What, exactly, are you waiting for?  The End, Of the World?  There Is a Parade, Right In the Path; so won’t you join it, today?

Yeah; I’m, crazy…

Science?  Was created, by Godly men; who wanted to explain, the unbelievably ordered underpinnings, of YHWH’s Universe.  Science?  Was created, specifically?  To demonstrate God’s, Inherent Validity. 

But, because it deals with, the physical world?  In: quantifiable; containable; constrainable; measurable, terms?  Science?  Was soon hijacked, by, the atheists. 

Charles Darwin?  Said that, as a young man?  He was kicking around, some ideas.  And, man?  Created an entire religion, out of those very, ideas. 

The foremost, bastard-child, of the now atheistic religion, of science?  Is: psychology.  For, psychology?  Denies the Very Ability of YHWH, To Touch this world, With His Own Hand, and Breath. 

It Can not possibly Be, YHWH!  He Does not, Exist.  So?  It has, to be?  A clinically definable, aberration.  The, Prophets?  Were All, delusional!  Yeshua?  John the Baptist?  Were, insane!

But who defines, what is: an, aberration?  Fallible, man?

Man?  Has completely fucked up, everything that he has so much as breathed upon.

And because half of the world, will not allow itself to accept: a, Higher Power?  Those, Who Are In the Spirit?  Are said To Be: “Touched.”  Which, makes me?  By psychology’s somewhat fuzzy-edged, hazy, indeterminate, adjustable-to-the-moment, definitions?  Already, half-crazy.

Touched, By YHWH?  And what is so wrong, with that?  Michelangelo even painted it on the ceiling, of the Sistine Chapel.  Front, and Center.

I only know, that when I shook the hands of John Daniel, and Gil?  I Felt the Awesome Power, Contained, Within Them.  And, They?  In Their Manifestations, Within the Avatars, Of men?  Are As Close As any man alive can get, To Realizing God, In the Spirit.

Any atheist, can tell you: I’m crazy, alright.  By, clinical definition.  For there can be no other alternative, for any man.  To consider, any other implications?  Is far too hard for the closed minds, of many men.

The, choice?  Is always, yours.  For?  You Have Been Invited, In.  So: what will, you do?  Just stay outside of the Door, in abject fear, of the darkness?  Or?  Will you Light your own Lamp, and Come In?  And Join In, the Wedding Party?  Everyone, Is Truly Invited. 

And our, Sacred Duty?  Is To Guard, the Ancient Path.  To Keep it Swept Clean, of all stumbling distractions.  To Close Off, the many byways.  To Make Level, and To Raised Up, and To Make Straight, the Way, Unto the Holy Land.  The Path, Unto: Gan Eden.  Unto: the World, To Come.

It Is Already, Here…

The Kingdom, Of God?  Is, At Hand.  It Has Always, Been.  But?  The Big Question, Is:  Are you Willing, To Grasp it?

The, Shadow Government?  I was born, to it.  And I was trained, for it; throughout, a lifetime. 

And, perhaps?  You were, too.  Weren’t, you?  For, the reigns?  Are always passed down, to someone, else. 

As crazy, as it seems…

I am obligated To YHWH, For Everything.  So?  After 60 years, of careful consideration?  I Have To, Go With it.  With, the Spirit.  There Is no, other Choice.  Go, Up…

As insane, as that probably sounds. 

 

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2-12-18: Lesson 1: Les Bergers d’Arcadie:

Checkmate by the Queen Motherfuckers 2I can guarantee, that you have never seen this one, before.  Why?  Because, only le Nautonnierle Gouverneur – Of, the American Contingency – Has, the inside dope on it.  This, will be a part of my book on symbolism in art, someday.  You should be glad, that you are lucky enough to even be getting this preview.

As far as: allegory; fable; hoax; illusion; legend; myth; go?  We, of the Shadow Government?  Work, entirely in it.  Subliminal messages, and all of that.  We, are: jokers; riddlers; cats, pussy-footing about, in the night.  It is, our stock in trade.

We, Harpers?  Were, the: minnesangers; troubadours; acrobats; actors; jesters; clowns.  With, us?  Everything, is illusory.  Everything, is a three-ring circus.

Don’t take everything so seriously, folks!  Have a little fun, with this!

I call this one: “Checkmate With the Queen, Motherfuckers!”  For, now…

Anyway?  This is just to show you, that the Priory of Sion?  Is, a hoax.  But?  It is one, in our own, inimitable, style.

How, does that riddle go?

“SHEPHERDESS NO TEMPTATION THAT POUSSIN TENIERS HOLD THE KEY PEACE 681 BY THE CROSS AND THIS HORSE OF GOD I COMPLETE (could also trans. as DESTROY) THIS DAEMON GUARDIAN AT MIDDAY BLUE APPLES.”

See, the Daemon guardian?

The, horse?  Is more, of a ship – Of, the desert!

Shrink it, down to thumbnail size.  And, then?  Study it.

Who, had the golden apple?  But: Diana?

Shepherdess?  No!

But?  She is, across – From?  Herself!

And, what is the key piece, to any chess set?  If not, the queen?

Again: checkmate, motherfuckers!

I can’t believe, that this has been laying around in La Bibliothèque Nationale de France since something like 1959, and got all of that exposure in the Holy Blood: Holy Grail genre, and still, no one has ever figured it out.  Think outside of the box, people!  Get your minds off of dick and pussy, and look around, for just once!

You certainly never saw this image, before.  I was strongly considering waiting until after sunset of 7-28-2036, to reveal this knowledge.  But?  What, the hay!

So?  After all, of these years?  Le Nautonnier, himself?  Has shown you, a small part of the solution, to the Priory of Sion mystery.

The next, time?  I might get around to telling you, what the Priory, actually symbolizes; what, it really means.

I now, realize?  That Pappers had set me up, with that whole St. Clair phone calls thing, back in 1965-67.  It was obviously, for my own good.  For, my education.

Chevalier Henry Avice?  Is the first recorded owner, of this painting.  The powerful, Nicholas Fouquet?  Gave it to his wife, as a wedding present.

That miserable, little, squirrely, prick, King Louis VIX?  Had this painting in his bedroom, for decades.  He never, ever, figured it out.  Sun King?  My, ass!

We’ve had nothing but trouble over the centuries, with those kings of France.

The guy that dick Louis imprisoned over the secret to its riches, for 19 years?  Nicholas Fouquet?  Until, he fucking died?  Never ratted it out, to that money-grubbing bastard.  King Louis died, still wondering what the secret to the riches, was.

Fuck him, anyway.  Even if we are related, through Margaret and Jasper.

Fouquet?  Was, a Katharenne; just like, me.  “What heights, can he climb to?”  That’s, his family motto.

1639, to 2018?  Is, 379 years.  And no one, ever figured it out?  Look in the mirror, Louis; you dumb ass!

Must I solve every one of these Medieval Cyphers for everyone, all by myself?  This, one?  Took about as long to solve, as it took to: crop; copy; flip; paste; and resave, as a .pdf; then, as a .png.   15 minutes in Word on the computer, tops. Word.

Of, course?  I already knew, a good part of the answer, to the riddle.  It helps to be, an insider.

See, the Merovingian bee?  And, the blue and green globe?  The symbol, of earthly kingship?

It is so easy, to solve these Cyphers!  If?  You had, my grandparents.  And, if?  You spent the eternity in a day, with the Men In Black.

There’s lots, lots more, in this one painting.  And all, of Renaissance art?  Is, a treasure trove!

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10-17-16: Prophet

How do you know that the words of a Prophet ring True?

You test them against the Word of Hashem. If the Word of Hashem and the words of the Prophet are the same, then the Prophet is True.

How do you know that someone is a Prophet?

A Prophet does not come to the True Believers; for the True Believers, have already chosen a path, whether they are an Atheist, a Rabbi, a Catholic, a Jehovah’s Witness, or a Seventh Day Adventist. The Prophet comes only to the lost sheep of Israel, who fundamentally question whether the path that they are on, is the One True Path.

Who are the lost sheep of Israel?

Yisrael (יִשְׂרָאֵל), is a descendant of Jacob. Israel, is the English equivalent of the masculine name.

El (אֵל) is God, god, or gods. It is masculine, and is generally taken as plural. It references good, might, greatness, and strength.

El is shortened from ayil (אָ֫יִל), a masculine word which means, “ram.” It signifies strength, might, goodness, greatness, and power, the same as does el. It also references the creative force, as the source of the Seed of the Cosmos; i.e., God, or god, or gods. But you will not see anyone from any Church of man, mentioning that one to you.

Ayil has exactly the same meanings as does el, which should give one pause to think, Who, or What, was sacrificed as a replacement for Isaac, via the Burning Bush?

Yischaq (יִשְׂחָק ) is transliterated in English to Isaac. This masculine name means the same as Yitschaq (יִצְחָק), i.e., “he laughs.” He was the son of Abraham and Sarah, and the father of Yisrael. The name came from the root tsachaq (צָחַק), which ostensibly means, “to laugh,” whether in merriment, or scornfully. Associations are with caress, entertain, mock, poke fun at, joke around, and play.

So sacrificing Isaac, could actually have been a bitter-sweet act…

For he may actually have deserved it, for not taking the God of his father seriously. That is a possibility, which of course, would have been covered over by the Churches of man.

Ayil also has the associations of mighty man, lintel, post, tree, and oak attached to it. Which could mean that the Burning Bush, was a type of oak tree.

Think of Samson, the sun, the battlement, the east side, etymologically…

He was the Judge, the Support of Hashem, the Rod, the Branch, the Pillar of Punishment. And he killed more while blind than he ever did while sighted, by knocking down their temple’s two supports in one final act of strength. The total of his enemies dead during all of the many years of his fighting with the Philistines who he lived amongst, did not match the toll of that one last Act for YHWH.

Think of it…

The doorposts, and the lintel.

All three of them, smeared in blood – The blood of the Beam of Hashem, Samson.

Before you remove the splinter from another, first take out the Beam, which is blinding you.

Man put out his two eyes – But he could still See the Light, with his Third Eye.

His Third Eye, was the Lintel Above. And the Two Posts to either side were put out, with the Sharpened Tree of Hashem…

The Point of it All, hardened and sharpened black as the night, Within the Flames.

The Lintel Beam, always bears the whole load of the Temple…

Until the two posts are twisted out from below it.

Ayil comes from the same root as does the masculine uwl (אוּל), which means, “mighty,” and references strength. It can be applied to a tribal chieftain, a ram, a support, or any other strong tree or man. It comes from another Hebrew root which means to twist.

So the Curving Horn of the Ram, which was held fast by the twisting branches of the Burning Bush as a Sacrifice, needs to be considered as well.

It doesn’t tell you, does it?

That the Living Bush of Abraham and Isaac Upon Moriah, Within the Sight of the Lord, Is the same Burning Bush of Moshe Upon Horeb, the Desolation Which Brings the Wasteland?

For the Bush Which Burns, Holds the Ram of the Sacrifice, Hedged all about with the Thorns. The Scapegoat, Who man blames for everything…

It is YHWH Himself, the Hidden Name, the Presence Herself, Seen.

It is the Giving Up, of those Judged.

Israel means, “he will rule as God.” Which, prefigures the role of Moshe…

Seen to Enter the Sanctuary…

Seen Beneath the Veil, as God Himself, Upon the earth itself.

Who Is the One, Between Heaven and the earth?

The One Who Talks With YHWH?

The One Within the Presence of Shekinah?

The One Who Speaks the Hidden Unknown Name, Summoning Forth Hashem?

Is it not Always the Prophet?

The Very Friend of Hashem?

Jisrael is another name for both Jacob and his descendants. It comes, interestingly, from sarah and el.

Sarah (שָׂרָה) means, “to contend, persist, exert, or persevere.” An associated word, is to wrestle. Which did not bode well for Peace, within the tent of Abraham…

And which prefigures Miriam and Aaron, colluding against their kinsman, Moshe.

And no one is more scoffing of the Word, is more insistent, or is more of a busy-body within the pages of the Bible, than is the conniving Sarah, who helped her younger son Jacob to steal his twin brother’s Rightful Blessing, via outright deception.

Oh, Esau did not value his Birthright enough; that much is for certain. But his Blessing, he was outright and most certainly cheated out of.

Yaaqob (יַעֲקֹב), transliterated in English to Jacob, was the twin son of Isaac, along with Esau. This masculine name has much the same meaning as aqab (עָקַב), which means, “to follow at the heel of (like a dog which bites you right in the ass), to be crafty, to attack sneakily, to circumvent, or to overreach your bounds”. It comes from the masculine word aqeb (עִקְּבֵי), which means, “heel, footprint, of the hind part of.” Associated with aqeb are hooves, steps, trails, tracks, the rear guard, one lying in wait to ambush, or the last one.

Which makes Jacob, the heel-grasper, or the supplanter of his brother – The snake in the grass, you might say, who craftily grasps the back heel of the mighty red-haired horse who passes by him, unaware, upon the path.

Think of Jacob’s Blessing of Dan…

Who, apparently, was a lot like his old man, in many ways.

Or, perhaps, we should think of the mighty Greek warrior, Achilles, wounded, stung in the heel by the arrow, by the fang of Paris? And think of Esau as one of the ancient, invading sea peoples, as a Parisianus?

For it is only by craft and ambush and collusion with the mother hill country Canaanite tribes, that Jacob could hold his own against the more newly-arrived Philistines.

Jacob, like aqab, essentially means, “to deal craftily, to take from behind (to heel, to trip up), to restrain (through craft, grasping from behind), to supplant utterly in the land, and to take it, and to stay there.”

Who does the Prophet come for, other than the son of Sarah, the grasper from behind, the wrestler, the seeking serpent within the greenery?

And Who does Israel wrestle with, and bind until the dawn, before he can become Israel?

Other than, YHWH Himself?

And Who is the Angel of the Lord Come Down, the Red Star, the Doer of the Many Things, other than Jacob’s own man-child brother?

Who is the horse of Hashem, the wild ass, the hairy one of the wilds of the world, other than Esau?

Who is the restless one, the wander in the Desert of Zin, the one who seeks Peace but cannot find it, other than Esau?

It is the lost sheep, the lost flock Crossed Over, who have been led into the byways, and who have had all of their strength twisted into the grasping flames of those mighty oaks who have led them astray…

That is the one, who the Prophet has come for.

The Prophet, has come to liberate el, the ram, the child of Abraham, from the Sacrifice…

For the one who laughs, and who mocks, who scorns to this very day, has always made the captives in all of the byways, their sacrifices in their stead.

And this is why the Prophet Isaiah (1:10-31, KJB) has railed:

“Hear the word of the LORD, ye rulers of Sodom; give ear unto the law of our God, ye people of Gomorrah.

To what purpose is the multitude of your sacrifices unto me? saith the LORD: I am full of the burnt offerings of rams, and the fat of fed beasts; and I delight not in the blood of bullocks, or of lambs, or of he goats.

When ye come to appear before me, who hath required this at your hand, to tread my courts?

Bring no more vain oblations; incense is an abomination unto me; the new moons and sabbaths, the calling of assemblies, I cannot away with; it is iniquity, even the solemn meeting.

Your new moons and your appointed feasts my soul hateth: they are a trouble unto me; I am weary to bear them.

And when ye spread forth your hands, I will hide mine eyes from you: yea, when ye make many prayers, I will not hear: your hands are full of blood.

Wash you, make you clean; put away the evil of your doings from before mine eyes; cease to do evil;

Learn to do well; seek judgment, relieve the oppressed, judge the fatherless, plead for the widow.

Come now, and let us reason together, saith the LORD: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool.

If ye be willing and obedient, ye shall eat the good of the land:

But if ye refuse and rebel, ye shall be devoured with the sword: for the mouth of the LORD hath spoken it.

How is the faithful city become an harlot! it was full of judgment; righteousness lodged in it; but now murderers.

Thy silver is become dross, thy wine mixed with water:

Thy princes are rebellious, and companions of thieves: every one loveth gifts, and followeth after rewards: they judge not the fatherless, neither doth the cause of the widow come unto them.

Therefore saith the Lord, the LORD of hosts, the mighty One of Israel, Ah, I will ease me of mine adversaries, and avenge me of mine enemies:

And I will turn my hand upon thee, and purely purge away thy dross, and take away all thy tin:

And I will restore thy judges as at the first, and thy counsellers as at the beginning: afterward thou shalt be called, The city of righteousness, the faithful city.

Zion shall be redeemed with judgment, and her converts with righteousness.

And the destruction of the transgressors and of the sinners shall be together, and they that forsake the LORD shall be consumed.

For they shall be ashamed of the oaks which ye have desired, and ye shall be confounded for the gardens that ye have chosen.

For ye shall be as an oak whose leaf fadeth, and as a garden that hath no water.

And the strong shall be as tow, and the maker of it as a spark, and they shall both burn together, and none shall quench them.”

What does the Prophet say about the One True Path?

Actually, absolutely nothing, to the True Believers – For He simply Walks Upon it, all alone.

What does the Prophet say about the Kingdom of Hashem to the lost ones, who suffer to come Unto Him?

“Let the children Come Up, Unto Me.”

And what does the Prophet tell all of the dead round stones, unseeing, unhearing, unfeeling, within the Wilderness of Zin?

“Repent! For the Kingdom, Is already at hand!”

And just where Is this Kingdom of the Name?

It Is, Within the Prophet…

And, it Is, Without Him.

It Is Right Before the lost, a Light Within the Veil of the Darkness…

It is a Leveled Place, Upon the Smoothed Path.

And where Is the One True Path?

It Is wherever the Prophet Himself, Chooses to Walk.

Follow Within the Footsteps…

Seek, to Find the Trail.

What?

Do you really think that Hashem has given up on you?

That He has abandoned you Unto the Flaming Pit?

That there can ever be a Last Prophet, yet no Last Days Come Forth?

Then how is it said, that a man lives a thousand lifetimes? But yet, a coward dies a thousand deaths, each and every day?

How will you know that you have a Prophet Standing Before you?

When the people deign to choose between the Harlot and the Beast…And they say that such a choice, either way, is the only right and proper one…

When the people elect for themselves, the stones and the dry wadis and the blowing sand of Zin, over the Land Flowing With Milk and Honey…

And when they lift up their dressed-up and painted, wooden and stone-hearted idols above themselves, and raise them up unto all of the High Places amongst them, and nail them all fast, against the Whirlwind…

Then, you will Know, that you already have the Prophet Standing Right Before you.

When the people choose a man as their king, and a woman as their queen, over the Kingdom and the Day of Hashem…

When the Prophet and Hashem both turn away from all of them, and show them their back-sides…

Then, you will Know, that the Unseen Truth is now Revealed.

When the words of the Prophet Burn the rotting flesh off of the bones of the deaf, dumb, and blind, the crippled, unclean, and mortal men…

And the people all say, “It is because of the Prophet! He is the One Who Is to blame! If He were not to Speak the Name, then everything would go well with us! So, let us seize Him, and throw Him over the cliff! And pile stones up over Him, so that His Word can never Cut us, can Burn us no more!”

When the words of the Prophet Burn Away the Chuppah, Remove the Covering of the Veil, Remove the Scales From Before the Eyes, as do the Word of the Sword of the Very Tongue of Hashem…

Then, do you find a Living Prophet of God Before you.

Stop; look; listen…

And the first death, will no longer have any hold over you.

Do not allow the Prophet, to throw you over the Cliff…

Do not allow the Very Stones, to bury you Within them.

Do not fear the corruption, the wasting away of the mortal flesh; rather fear the Chill of the Indrawn Breath, which snuffs out the Light of the Living Lamp Poured Within.

Naked art thou ever Seen, before thine own God…

Die first, Within the Womb of the Darkness…

And Become Reborn, The Water Within the Cup, Within the Coming Light, East of the Gate of Gan Eden.

“Wake Up! And Come Out of Her, My Child!”

Shalom.

Gary W. Harper

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SHADOW GOVERNMENT — BOOK 75 — LIGHT

Ain Soph Aur (The Wisdom of Knowing the One Light):

You guys might find most of this to be interesting.

You might think of this as the Nut-brown Husk, the Shell of Kabbalah, which contains the Kernel, the Seed, the Germ, of the Truth.

Gnosticism was destroyed by the Christian Church precisely because it does not need a Priesthood, nor a Church. At least, they think that they destroyed it…

But it just went underground…

Parts of Gnosticism are derived from Kabbalah, and also later influenced Kabbalah. You can find most of the stuff on the link below, and in the Sefer Yetzirah, or the Book of Creation.

http://gnosticteachings.org/faqs/kabbalah/781-sephiroth.html

What could best be called the Universal Array, has been designed to clarify; however, in actuality, it pulls the wool over your eyes. The proper, understandable Array looks like this:

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Nine Lines, Five Faces, Three Pillars, are visible. The Fourth Pillar, is seen as but a Point, which the Kabbalist would call Keter, or Crown. Keter Elyon, is Keter Malchut. The Crown of the Beginning Spirit, is linked to the Crown of the Kingdom Come. And thus is the First, also the Last…

In the simplest terms of the description of the Universe, Keter, corresponds to the Number One.

Ten Points, are seen; Two are Hidden, are unseen. And the Fifth Pillar, of the Two Points Hidden Become One, is Hidden itself, within…

 

Ain – The Absolute, of Null.
Soph – Without Limit.
Aur – Light.

Of course, you are more used to seeing something a little more like this:

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Which is derived from a type of hypercube:

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Which is composed of three unfolding and infolding cubes:

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And the two below, once wedded together, become the one flesh, the One Spirit, the One Above.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Only Ten of the Twelve Points are visible, and are Numbered:

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For the Origin, and Negative and Positive Infinity, and Null, can only be seen and heard with the heart and the mind of the Chosen One; they are not visible, nor are they audible, to the eyes and ears of mortal men.

And Positive Infinity and Negative Infinity, approach unto One another, to return to the Origin; and the Three, become the One…

But the Null, remains always, the Null.

 

 

From this, from the Twelve Points, can be derived the Open Vessel, the Cup of the Eight Facets, of the Six Sides, of the One Base Sealing them, with the One Above Yet Unseen:

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For to close over the Vessel to the eyes and to the ears, is to find death fast upon you.

And the One Above, is but the Door which has been long Open unto the Saints, yet is fast shut tight, upon men…

 

 

 

 

 

What you are really used to seeing, is something more like this:

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Which you would call the Tree of Life, the Etz Ha Chayim.

The Ain Soph Aur, or the Eternal Light of Null, is above the Etz Ha Chayim. And it is the Light, which gives Life to the Tree.

It would perhaps be better said, that the Light is behind the Tree…

That the Light, is behind everything.

You are to know, that ultimately, there are no fixed positions for the Light, and for the Tree. For everything, is relative to the perspective…

The Ten Visible Points, or the Ten Sephirot which describe the Universe, all spontaneously derived from the Ain Soph Aur. It would best be said, “derive,” as All is Now. There is no Beginning nor End, nor time nor space, for the Ain Soph Aur, for the Null.

In the Action of Description, is found the process of creation…

Is found the Demiurge…

Is found the Aeons, and the Archons, of the Gnostic.

Anything which is imagined, now already exists, and sprang instantaneously from the Ain Soph Aur fully-formed, at the Very Beginning. For the Demiurge, is but Creative Thought itself. The Realms, the Worlds, the Spirit Rulers…All were at once created, within First Thought.

The Ten Sephirot, form the Living Stump, the Blooming Rod, the Green Branch, the Whispering Leaf of the Terebinth, which overshadow and cover everything. This is the Hedge, of the Psalmist.

The Eleventh Sephirot, is the Root, which springs forth from and which splits the Rock into the Two Pieces. And from between the Two Pieces of Duality, do the Living Waters pour forth.

For the Root, is embedded in the Rock; the Origin of the Root, is the Rock.

As Above, so below…

Yet still, are Two Sephirot hidden. And they are Null, and Origin…

Null cannot be seen, but by He Who Penetrates the Veil. And He Who Penetrates the Veil, is Origin.

From Origin, has the Root sprung forth in creation, from the Rock. For Origin, is Procreation; Origin is the Hidden Seed, in the Unseen Crack in the Rock.

And the Red Skin Covering Him Over, is First Adam.

The Root, is the Very Beginning of the Fourth Column…

The basic, core idea I will be driving at can also be represented by Eight Lines, Five Faces, and Five Points (The Ten, and the Eight, of Perfection):

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Which is not only the Four Corners and the One Risen Above them, but also the Four Faces in the Four Directions, and the Foundation. And this is the pyramid of many layers, of many stones shaped by the hand of man, each one rising above the other.

But upon the Very Top, is found a miniature version of all that is below, which contains all that is below. And this Capstone, Crowns the entire shaped creation, and preserves the entire Universe which is beneath Him, and which supports Him. He does so, by His Very Presence.

And this Capstone fits nowhere else, but upon the Very Top. For it is the Stone Unshaped by human hands; it is the Hidden Stone, which the builders amongst men, have always rejected…

It is the Hidden Seed, of the Rock…

From which everything describable by the Ten Numbers, the Ten Sephirot plus Origin, has sprung forth.

Origin, has no place…
Origin, cannot ever rest.
For Origin, is everywhere, at all times…

Origin, is the Eternal. Origin, is Beginning and End; Origin, is Light and darkness; Origin, is all and nothing, become One. The Universe Unfolds, and Infolds, from and into Origin. Origin is Chaos, and all Order…

For it is Origin, Who has been given the Keys to the Gate of Gan Eden, and the Door of Heaven, and the Chains of the Abyss.

The Capstone, if you will, is the thumb, to the fingers of the Hand. And without the thumb, the fingers can accomplish very little. And the Hand of Hashem, is thus not visible, to men.

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As Above, so below…

And yet, does the Null Remain Above, Behind, Below, Before, to the Left and to the Right, the Chuppah Forever Unseen, by men.

The Spirit Come Down to inhabit the clay unseen, to be Covered Over within the vessel of clay, is the Spirit of all men; it is the same Spirit Contained Within the Thirty-Six Righteous Ones.

And the Spirit Risen Up, Gone Up, Taken Up, Hidden Within the Chuppah of the Cloud, within the Holy Sanctuary, within the Ark, within the Rolled Up Small Scroll, within the Name, within the Word, is the Spirit of Hashem; it is the same Spirit Contained Within the One Anointed Mashiach.

His head is within the Cloud; from there, do His eyes burn through the Veil, and see all of the many ways of men. And His feet, are as molten bronze; and the Smoke Rises Up from their Place, as His Shining White Mantle. The White, covers His hand; and Hashem declares His Hidden Hand, to be clean.

For His Place, is the Temple upon the clay of the earth He has Come Out of; His Place, is the Island upon the sea, which He has Risen Up out of.

His Place, is overshadowing the sands, and the sea, and the earth. For He is the Overspreading Green Branch; He is the Wing Extended, over all…

All of this, has Hashem given to Him, as His Inheritance. All Power, and Authority, all Crowns, are His.

Does not the Spirit always say, “Come”?

The Fifth Column, hidden within the Foundation Stone and the Capstone, combines them both into the One. For the Fifth Column, is the Son, received His Inheritance from His Father…

He is become the Singularity…

For the Null, Is within Him, Is without Him.

From Null, is Come Singularity. And Singularity, “Is.”
From Singularity, is Come Origin. And Origin is, “I Am.”
From Origin, has Come the Sephirot. For the Sephirot are, “I Am, the I Am.”
From the Sephirot, comes All Action, and All Space, and All Time. And this One, these Five, these Three, are, “Here, I Am.”

“Is…I Am, the I Am…Here, I Am.” 1, 5, 3…

The One, is Hidden beneath the Chuppah of the Three Columns.  And the Four Angels, the Four Cherubim, the Four Living Creatures of the Four Faces, surround the Fifth, at the Center…

1, 3, 5…

And in the Wedding of the Bridegroom and the Bride, are the 153 and the 135, made into the One.  And with the breaking of the Vessel, and the release of the Fruit of the Vine, are not the 288 counted together, as but One?

The Lord helps Him, Who helps Himself. And the entire Universe, all of the creation, serves Mashiach, the Servant of all.

And there are many fish to be found, within the sea…

By the Still Waters, did Jacob seek his Rest. Like his father Isaac before him, Jacob lay down upon an Uncut Stone, and prepared himself for whatever Hashem had to offer him. For in the dreams of the New Day, Come Down many Visions, and the solutions to the problems which so vex men in their final waking hours.

And Jacob wrestled with the Angel; throughout the darkness of the long night, Jacob wrestled with the Spirit of himself. And he testified to the Angel, Who had seized him. And the Angel he could not best, nor Who could best him, Jacob would not let Go Up, until the Blessing of the Star of the Dawn Arose upon him.

And in his Vision, Jacob saw the Angels Coming down upon the Ladder; and he saw them Going up, and Returning to Heaven. And in the Morning Come, after the long night was ended, in the Thirteenth Hour, he Crossed Over.

For his mind had been Raised Up, upon the Uncut Stone. And he saw, and heard, and now understood, about the Burning Thorn, and the Angel of the Lord.

Jacob bowed low before Esau’s feet. And Esau took him by the hand, and said, “Do not do this thing, blood of my blood! Do not bow before me, my brother! But Rise Up, and greet me with a kiss! For am I not a man, just like you?

“Rise Up, and see me as I am! For you withheld from me in my weakness, and thus received my birthright; and you and our mother deceived our father, and stole his blessing from me.

“But look! Listen to me, my brother! Hear!

“Can you not see, that I, too, have become a Mighty Nation? And YHWH has given me the Birthright which is my own Just Due, come straight from Him; and the Father of us all, has given me His Own Blessing, which none could have ever taken from me.”

And Jacob gave Esau many Gifts; and Esau gave of his largess unto Jacob, in return. And they parted ways, as friends, as brothers, as the fathers of many Tribes.

But still, did Jacob mistrust Esau’s intentions; but Esau bore him no enmity, other than of this mistrust.

For had Jacob and their mother not conspired against him, would the Promised Blessings of Hashem, yet have Mantled his own shoulders? Would the world and everything in it, still have been given to him?

And Jacob, a Wanderer within the Land of Esau like Cain before him, within his mind and his heart, was become the Israel of the Promise; for he now understood about the Stars Come Down, and the Angels of the Lord Gone Up.

And long, did Israel sojourn in the Land of Esau…

For many generations did he sojourn there, until the Day when he Came Up.

Ten Faces; Ten Points; Sixteen Lines…

Eight Faces Showing, and Two Hidden, where Heaven and earth meet…And the Two, of Heaven and earth, of the Bridegroom and of the bride, become the One.

And Something New, is created…

Twelve Lines showing, and Six Points showing; for the Eight, have become the Four.

And from this, is derived the Ten, and the Twenty-Four, and the Thirty-Two, and the Thirty-Six. Four for Hashem, and Six, for men…

And yet, they are all but One…

As Above, so below.

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And the Two, have become One. The Two Faces, one seen, One Unseen, are but the Two Faces of the same Gem, the both of them, Wedded together.

8-12-16-Ten Sephirot 17And from the Four Faces Visible in the Four Directions, is derived the Six Wings Upholding and Covering Over; One Above, and One Below; One Before, and One Behind; One to the Left, and One to the Right…

 

 

 

 

And From the Center, do the Two Wedded as One Spirit and flesh, create the Universal Array of the Ten Visible Points, and the Two Hidden Points. For they are the Finished Foundation Stone, and the Created-Perfect Capstone.

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And the Two, Infold upon the Center, to become the One. The Six Wings, Cover Over, as the Chuppah of the Wedding Bower.

And the One, is the Singularity, is the Center, is the Origin of the Universe. The One, is the Temple, is the Throne, is the Mercy Seat, Hedged all about, with the Many Facets of Green.

And what remains, but the Small Whisper, In the Six Directions? What remains, but the x- y- and z-, but the Six Perturbations of YWH, and the Seventh Seal, at the Center?

 

What remains, but the Singularity, the Nothingness, which contains everything?

What remains, is but the Promised Remnant…

Is but the Thirteenth Sephirah of the Thirteenth Hour; is but the Rod, the Root, the Germ, which splits the Rock asunder.

For the Singularity, is +∞, and −∞, and 0, and all which is contained within them. And are not these Three, all Unseeable, Undefined, and yet comprehensible? And is not Zero, whatever and where its Place in the Universe of space and time, always still the Origin?

For these are the Three Unseen, which describe the entire Universe. For they contain the Ten Sephirot within them…

And yet, they are all One…

It all depends upon your frame of reference; were you are, in the Universe.

“Here, I Am.”

And all Three, the One, The Ten, are contained within the Unseeable, the Unknowable, Null.

These are the Two Hidden Ones, the Powers Behind the Throne; the Null, and the Origin.

And the Origin, is the End…

The Ten Sephirot of Heaven (Spirit; the Three Spiritual Worlds) and earth (body; the one physical world) intercombine in the Universal Array. These are the Ten Visible Corners of the Two Cubes. Zero-to-nine, or one-to-ten; take your pick. But conceptually, one-to-ten, works better. These are the Two Tablets, and the Ten Commandments. The two hands folded in prayer, and the ten fingers. And so on…

To the left, are the Three Sephirot Who are Coming, as a lightning bolt; these are the Projections, wherein you can see the Chuppah over the Very Nature and Fabric of the physical world. These are the Veil, which is covering the Face. This is the instantaneous unfolding, unrolling, unsealing, the creation of the Universe; these are the x-, y-, and z- axes of the space-time continuum. This is also Righteousness, and Judgment, the Warrior Father, YHVH / YHWH. This is the Very Beginning, is Gan Eden, before the Fall.

To the right, are the Three Sephirot Who are Going, as holes; these are the Openings, the Doors, wherein you can see into the Very Nature and Fabric of the Spiritual Worlds. This is the infolding of the creation, the Universe, back into itself; these are the –x-, –y-, and –z- axes of the space-time continuum. This is also Love and Mercy, the Presence, Shekinah. This is the End Time, the Final Day, the Promised Land, the Inheritance, the World to Come, the Dawn of the New Day.

The Three Sephirot Coming, and the Three Sephirot Going, are the Six Seals. And at the Center, are they Wedded, into One…

They are bound and tied by their Tails at the Center, at the Origin.

At the Origin, is found the Seventh Seal, which wraps around the Six Tails in the Three Directions, and binds them and Seals them at the Center, which preserves the physical and Spiritual Worlds.

At the Center, at Origin, is found the Upper Man, of the Thirty-Six Righteous Ones. Through Him, have the worlds been created; because of Him, they have a reason to exist. Remove the Upper Man, Mashiach, from the equation, and the Universe will simply infold into the Singularity from whence it came; and both Heaven and earth, will instantly cease to exist.

So, do you see?

The Upper Man, has been with us from the Very Beginning. In every generation, does the Upper Man yet Return, Come Down, and Live…

The Seven Seals, represent the Upper of the Two Cubes of the Universal Array. For within Mashiach, are all of the Seven Seals contained. Mashiach holds the Universe together, at the Center. But He needs only to open His hand, and unbind the Chain from the Tails of the Six Sephirot, and they will Go Off in all directions. And Chaos will be unleashed upon the Universe, devouring all direction, all matter, all space, and all time…

The Lower Cube has Six Corners visible; these are the Six Visible Sephirot of the physical world. The Lower Cube, contains the Four Corners, and the Four Faces in the Four Directions; it is the Foundation Stone. The Wing pointing downward, the Lower Wing, is hidden beneath the Foundation Stone; the Wing pointing upward, the Upper Wing, is hidden beneath the Capstone. The Foundation Stone supports the Capstone above it, through its Four Faces and Four Corners, in the Four Directions.

The Foundation Stone, is synonymous with the parameters of the earth, and of man, and of the physical world.

The Upper Cube, has Five Faces showing; the Lower Face, or Lower Wing, covers over and shelters the Lower Cube. It is the Chuppah, the Veil, which hides Mashiach from Lower Man…

The wool, pulled over your eyes; or the scale of the Serpent, if you will.

The Upper Face, faces Hashem directly. It is Face-to-face with Hashem; this is the Shining of Moshe, and Mashiach, whenever He Comes. This is the red, and the white. This is the Upper Wing which shelters man from Hashem Himself. This is the Face of First Adam…

For Mashiach, is Hashem’s Appointed Counsellor, Councilor, and Mediator before the Throne, between Hashem Himself, and man.

The Foundation Stone, is the physical Temple. It is the Foot Upon the Earth, glowing like heated bronze.

The Capstone, is the New Jerusalem, descended from Heaven, as a Bright White Morning Star upon the Hill overlooking the Plain of Megiddo. It is the Head Within the Cloud, which sees through all with eyes burning like coals, descending like a Dove.

The Six Sephirot are YWH / YVH; YHW / YHV; WHY / VHY; WYH / WVH; HWY / HVY; and HYW / HYV. In their Coming and their Going from the Origin, in their expanding from the Singularity and then contraction back into it, the Six create, and destroy, the Twelve…

But the Origin at the Center, is always the Integral Constant of its Derivative, which is the Universe. And if you take enough integrals of the Origin, essentially, everything returns to the Constant. All of the Universe, in all of its Myriad Facets, in all of its Many Faces, reflects the Gem of its Origin…

And this is the Gem, The Emerald of Many Shades of Green, which surrounds the Eternal Throne.

For the Unseen Column, is the Throne of the Sanctuary, is the Mercy Seat Covered Over by the Wings of the Cherubim…

It is the Sanctuary, it is the Tabernacle, it is the Temple itself, Hidden beneath the Chuppah of the Smooth, Shining, Oiled, Horned Red Skin of the Pure One.

Upon the Mountain, all alone; within the Small Room, all alone; within the Wilderness, all alone; within the Desert; all alone…

Within the City, All alone…

All, is contained within the Anointed One, from between Whose feet, do the Living Waters flow forth.

Within His own mouth, is the Word come forth, which cuts to the left, and to the right. For YHWH has placed His Own Tongue, within the mouth of His Anointed…

And it is the Name, which He wears hidden, upon His side…

For the Two Swords are always enough, with which to Accomplish.

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Behind the Ten Sephirot, which are the Ten Visible Corners which describe the physical world, are the Two Hidden Corners, which give it Life. This makes the Twelve Sephirot, which form the Twenty-Four Lines…

And each of these Lines, is the Line of one of the Elders of the races of man. For the Children of the Elders, have filled up the physical world.

There are Sixteen Corners, and Twelve Faces, to the Two Cubes of the Universal Array. And they make up the Thirty. But you also have the Two Unseen Ones, Who are behind all…

Hashem, without and within; and Mashiach, within and without. They are the other Two Letters; they are the First, and the Last. They are the Four; Null, Zero, Negative Infinity, and Positive Infinity. They are the Four Become Two; they are the Two Become One; they are the One, found both within and without the Null.

The Truth of it all is, is that there is a Thirteenth Sephirah, which is the Seventh Seal…

Which is the Seed and the Root of the Rock, Risen Up within the Six Directions. Rooted within the Split Rock, From the World Below, He wraps around and binds and Seals the Six Sephirot, the Six Directions, of the Three Spiritual Worlds.

This One, has integrated the Ten Sephirot into Himself; and in So Doing, the Two Hidden Sephirot, the Two Cherubim of the Mercy Seat, have been Revealed, and have become Known to Him. And in So Doing, the Foundation Stone of the Lower Man, of this earth, of this physical world, and the Capstone of the Upper Man, of the Spirit, of the Three Spiritual Worlds, have been combined into the One…

The Two Stones, have folded into One another. And He Himself has become the Breastplate, which contains the Hidden Urim and the Thummin of Lightning and Thunders and Judgment, and of Love and Mercy and Forgiveness, plus the Twelve Revealed Foundation Stones. He has become the Columns before the Temple; the Four Corners, and the Center Risen Above Them. He Who has always been the Germ and the Seed and the Root and the Stump, has become the Shoot, the Green Branch, the Rod, the Small Scroll, the New Jerusalem, and the Temple itself.

He Himself, is the Hidden Fifth Column, at the Center of all…

He, is but the Point, the Origin, of the Singularity of the Null.

The Ain Soph Aur, the Spirit, the Star Come Down with and within Him, has become the Star without Him, as it Is, and always Was, and ever shall Be.

For the Two, are now One. And He Is, of an instant, born Mashiach.

At that moment, space and time cease to exist for Him…

And it is the End Time.

And the “Here, I Am,” is now contained within the “I Am, the I Am.”

For the “I Am, the I Am,” has now become the “I Am, Who I Am.” And the Upper Stone, the Capstone, the Stone Untouched by human hands, Upper Man, Heaven, has now combined with the Lower Stone, the Corner Stone, the Foundation Stone, Lower Man, earth itself. And the old earth and the old Heaven are no more, and are no longer separated; for they have both Passed Away, and have been Remade Anew, within Him.

And the One Who Stands Before the Throne, the Mediator, the Counsellor, becomes, as it were, the New Heaven, and the New Earth…

Which are now combined into One.

This, is the Thirteenth Sephirah…

The Bright Morning Star, of the Thirteenth Hour.

This is how all Power and Authority in both Heaven and the earth are given unto the One, Who was Chosen by Hashem from the Very Beginning, for this very thing. For He, of His own freewill choice, has chosen Hashem, above all.

Indeed; before He was even born, All, was already His.

For All, has sprung from Him; from the Hidden Seed of the Rock; from the Root Come Forth spontaneously.

His Very Life, is an Open Book of Witness to the Law and to the Prophets. And that is the Very Point, of everything…

8-12-16-Ten Sephirot 16

Did you really come here looking for instructions on how to build a Golem?

Look around you; they are everywhere.

All I can do for you, is to try to show you how to put the Spirit within the dead clay. I do not know how successful I have been, with you; but the Truth of it is, that it is all entirely up to you…

It always has been.

I have given to you, the Big Picture; but now it is up to you, to sweat out the many details for yourself…

For I am but the Publicist, am but the Front Man, for the Shadow Government. And it is entirely up to you, to have your name signed within their Book. For you have been given freewill…

So, why don’t you choose Life?

Creating a Golem from scratch, from the dust of the earth, with only words? That has been done, time and time again. But to give the dead clay, the True Spirit of Life…

Now that, is evidently rare…

That, is a True Miracle Under Heaven, is a cause for rejoicing, upon the earth.

The following places have had the greatest revelatory impact upon my Spiritual education and understanding. I have not strayed very far; but I have traveled so very far:

Belfast; Bethlehem; the Blue Ridge; Brodheadsville; Bushkill Center; Effort; Jacobsburg; Nazareth; Newburgh; Plainfield; Saylorsburg; and, Wind Gap.

For I miss the forests and the fields and the meadows and the streams of home: the long grass; the cleared path; the shade beneath the oaks; the whispering breeze; the light coming through the greenery; the tinkling crystal waters; Big Rock; the cloud above.

As Above, so below…

Shalom.

Gary W. Harper
© 8-12-16

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7-19-16: Blinker Report:

So I take Misch out at 4:22 A.M. It is already dawning a new day, to the east, and the moon to the southwest, is basically full. The sky is clear, and it is calm, and damp out from the rain. And he is balking, and wanting to go back in. But I tell him, “Come on, Misch; we have to see what sort of Blinker is out in the cul.”

So we go out there, and my eyes aren’t even focusing from sleep, and are watering, especially the left one. I rub it clear, and look to the NNE. And instantly, right in the center of my vision, true to form, I see an intense, quick golden Blinker.

We are standing near where Sissy was killed…

I stare a while, in case it is a lightning bug. But it is no lightning bug; I already know that, because of the speed of the Blink, and the fact that it is out there in deep space. It is far too obvious, exactly where it is…

It is too cool out; it just rained; it is near dawn; and I see no other lightning bugs; all of these, are conditions that belie the idea of it being a lightning bug.

After about a minute, I see a tiny, bluish-white, deep space Blink. It is out there, about two to five times farther than the Travelers, almost in the exact same place. It is on just long enough, for my now-trained eye, to determine that it is headed ENE.

And speaking of the Travelers; one is headed north, right west of there.

About 90-95 percent of the time that I go out to the cul-de-sac after 1:00 A.M., I see a Blinker within one-to-two minutes. They are not there just enough times, to keep me thinking about why they were not there, just that one time. It was not like this at all last year; they were almost never out there, in the A.M. hours…

It is constantly changing.

Misch and I do the walk, and I go out two more times, basically watching until 5:00 A.M. But all I see, is two more Travelers…

And not one lightning bug.

The Blinkers are often near the Travelers. It must drive the militaries of the world absolutely bonkers, to spend billions on a Star Wars spy program, only to have one of our Blinkers fry its innards a few days after launch and final setup in orbit. It is hit-or-miss, whether a Blinker will fry a particular satellite, and when. And they do just enough of them, that it keeps men on their toes, and show them just how powerless they really are. For the power of men, is just a self-sustaining illusion…

But it does not prevent them from launching still more satellites designed for meting out destruction. And it does not prevent them from shaking their fists at the sky, and cursing All the Powers of Above…

You will not find anything on the Blinkers on the internet, although there is a short video clip of one. The ones which travel in a straight line? You could make the argument that they are tumbling satellites, whose solar panels are reflecting solar light. But that’s a bit problematic, directly overhead, between 11:00 P.M. and 2:00 A.M. You see very few Travelers then, in the earth-shadow; and many of them are quite dull and evanescent and transient. But you still see the bright, full-blown Blinkers.

Look up that little alien baby mummy thing, from I think it is Chile. It is a deformed human, several years old, only inches tall. But they have a video of a Blinker, and a Traveler doing a turn…Very short clips, but the real deal.

For the tumbling satellite theory, you have to account for white, ivory, pale yellow, yellow, gold, orange-gold, orange, Sardonis, blood-red, yellow-green, pale green, emerald, deep green, teal, blue-white, blue, sapphire, and rarest of all, ruby, and amethyst. And sometimes, they are all in the same Blinker…

The Rainbow; the Breastplate; the Foundation Stones; the Stars.

White and gold are the most common all year long. Orange and green and blue, more depend upon the time of year, with orange being the widest date range, and green being almost specifically connected to 6-22 and into the late summer…

In winter, you see white, gold, and an occasional orangeish-gold.

Which makes no sense at all, since it is always the exact same temperature, in deep space. So, it has to be earth-oriented…

On 7-17-16, I sat out from before dark until 10:50 P.M. Right at dark, you had all of the Minis, as generally is the case…Nothing you can definitively lay a finger on. I just sat there after dark, looking, and saw only Travelers. It was totally clear and calm out, and warm, with lots of planes and lightning bugs around.

I just observed, and asked nothing of God.

About 10:00 P.M., coming out of the woods, I started asking God some personal, yet universal, questions. And immediately, to the west, I saw a Blinker-Traveler slowly flaring on, bright white, to fade again. It was on maybe twelve seconds, from start to finish. It was going NNE. It slowly flared on white again, and then went behind the white oak. Not an Iridium flare – They are once-and-done.

I stepped back, but I could not find it in the binoculars, where I was anticipating it to be in the Big Dipper. I dropped them, to see it flaring off, reddish, south of where I expected it to be.

So I sat down, and talked to God again. And right overhead, slightly north, I saw a bright golden Blink, just like I did this morning. I stared a while, and then saw a distant, deep space whitish Blink…Just like this morning. It appeared to be heading south…

I saw another, brighter white Blink, and I could determine that it was definitely headed south. With another, a bit brighter and quicker, I caught it in the binoculars. It was Blinking mostly white, with some golds, sometimes very intensely. It is these more intense Blinks, which are visible to the naked eye. It was on more-or-less the entire time, with a lot of faint, quick whites, with some greens and blues and oranges and a bit of red thrown in, between the more intense Blinks. There was no rhyme or reason, no specific pattern to it, unlike the one right before, the Blinker-Traveler.
I stepped back as it went into the trees, but I lost it in the binoculars.

There was no pattern – Unless the repeat of them in the Blinker of this morning, the bright gold attractor Blink, and the tiny, deep space, moving white confirmational Blink, is the repeated pattern…

They do that so much, that I have named them the attractor Blink, and the confirmational Blink. Many times, those two are all that you will get.

So I thanked God for that one, and went for a third, by asking God another question…

Which is pushing the phenomenon already.

To the west, more-or-less in the same track as the first Blinker-Traveler, a Blinker flared on. It was in a four-phase pattern; one intense white, one dull white, one slightly less intense white, another fine, hardly-visible white. About 2 seconds, per cycle.

I got the glasses on it, and it was mostly white, with some pale golds thrown in occasionally. The pattern was pretty regular. As it faded to the distance, it appeared more to be a two-phase Blinker-Traveler. The intensity of it, created this subjectivity of interpretation.

Again, I thanked God for the answer. And then, knowing that I was really pushing it, I asked a question for which there was no real answer. And as expected, I saw nothing…

Just a few more Travelers.

But I had expected nothing…

And they are fully interactive, with what you are doing, and thinking. You just need to learn the lingo.

There is nothing on the internet, about the Blinkers. Oh, someone will describe them in a forum, somewhere, and ask what they are. And someone invariably replies, that they are planes, birds, balloons, bugs, and shooting stars. Take your pick. The replies come from people who never ever look up, or take their noses out of their phones.

They leave Superman out of it. Mighty Mouse and Underdog, too.

Not plane, nor bird, nor even green frog…

Go out there, and spend a few thousand hours observing in some rural area, and record all of your observations. And once you have seen about 10,000 airplanes, and 500,000 lightning bugs, and have recorded 500 Blinker observations in your notes, get back to me…

It should only take you about three years, if you are diligent about it.

The professional astronomers, the commercial and military pilots, and the brass, are conspicuous for their absence in the replies in these internet forums. But then, you have the threat of the $10,000.00 fine, and the two years in jail hanging over your head, for even saying anything about it…

They never enforce it, either in the U.S. or Canada. The concentrated ridicule which follows, is far more effective a deterrent to talking than is any threat of jail, or a piddling fine.

But I can talk all I want about them…

For they are ours, and not the militaries. And if you know how to work it, you can get them to do just what you say, albeit in their own good Time, and in their own personal Way. For they are cognizant entities, themselves, who can choose the Time, and the Way.

Oh, to be sure, there will be a reckoning…If not in this lifetime, then in another. But I am feeling right now, that it is in this one.

Join us. Defect from all of the governments of the world…

And join the Shadow Government.

For the True Power Over All, is with us. And when you are being Called Out, in the wee hours of the night…

Just throw back the cover, and answer that Call, and go to meet the Unknown…

For it is always right there, in the Silent Whisper of the night, right before the Dawn, just waiting for you. But the decision to break bread with your Best Friend, beneath the terebinths of Mamre, upon the encircling green grass besides the crystal-clear waters, is entirely yours. So, invite Him and His Companions in, to join in your circle…

Raise Up the Green Hedge, about yourself – And find your deserved Rest, within the Land.

Gary W. Harper

© 7-19-16

 

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7-22-16: Got Apocalypse?

Got Apocalypse?
See if you can figure this one out:

The Lord said unto my Lord,
“Come Up!
And take My Own Right Hand
Into Your Own;
And from this Time forward,
This is Your Own Inheritance –
As it was from the Beginning,
And yet still is,
Until Everlasting.”

The Lord said unto My Lord,
“Take Your Destined Place!
Secure Your Own Promise!
And seat Yourself
Amidst the Cherubim.
Your Place,
Is upon the Rock of Jacob;
Within My Own Name,
Are You Forever Named.”

The Holy One Seated Upon the Lord’s Throne,
The Lord’s Own Anointed,
Called out to me,
“Upon the low hill, are ye
Not to worship;
For the Mount of Ashtaroth,
The High Place of Venus,
Is forever to be an Abomination.
For whosoever worships
The Great Whore,
The Adulteress of All of the Ages,
The Fornicator With the Peoples
And All of the Nations
For but gold and silver,
For but the produce of the blowing dust,
Does share with her
In her own ill fate.
He who claims triumph over God and Nation,
I Myself, do trump;
I Myself, do trample him beneath My Feet.
He, shall I grind to nothingness with My Millstone,
The Holy Mountain which I Myself
Have thrown down amidst the sea.”

And I did see with my own eyes,
My own Lord,
Lift up my own Lord,
And seat Him upon His Very Throne,
A Green Hedged Island
Above a Sapphire Expanse.
And the Cup was poured out upon Him;
It ran down from His Hair and Beard,
To whiten His Garment.
And the earth was torn asunder
From beneath his feet.
And the mighty trees themselves,
Did flee from before Zion,
Fearful of being swallowed up
By the Waters pouring forth
From the Rising Cloud,
To be heard of no more.

For the King of Heaven
Has chosen His Anointed One,
Whose Burning Feet and Eyes and Mouth,
Scorch the very earth.
And from within the Wasteland before Him,
Within the dust of a Whirlwind,
I saw a little horn rising up;
It rose up from a head,
Which was once perceived to be dead;
It put flesh upon dead bones,
And spoke the words of a false prophet.
And all of the world,
Kings and subjects alike,
Bowed down before the little horn –
For they are no longer Knowing
Of the One True God,
Nor the Word spoken by the True Prophets.

And the little horn dug a Pit within the sands;
And the sands all about the Pit did fall within it.
And the sands were swallowed up by the Pit,
Which the horn itself did create for them.
And it widened in the Four Directions,
And consumed all of the sands before it,
Until it became an Abyss
Of Fire and of Smoke,
The creation of an Abomination
Which causes Desolation.

But there was One Stone at the Center,
Which the little horn could not swallow up.

And from within the cloud of smoke,
Did hordes of locusts arise
To spread out over the entire earth,
With the sole purpose of devouring it,
And every living thing within it.

And the locusts alighted upon the Small Stone,
And covered it over,
And sought to devour it;
But the Stone was as a Glowing Coal,
Was as a Blue Flame,
Was as a Sulfur Brimstone to them,
And it consumed the locusts one-by-one.

And the people of the earth were sore afraid,
As the hordes of locusts alighted amongst them,
Devouring all which was not locust.
And the people called out unto the hills,
And unto the mountains which they have chosen
From amongst themselves,
“Fall upon us!
Crush us with your own weight!
Bury us beneath the weight of your own yoke!”
As if only they could thus be spared
From the cloud of devouring locusts!
But the hills and mountains
Were but illusions of Power before them,
Born of the heat
Of the sands of the Wasteland.

And the locusts devoured everywhere,
As they went forth;
And they stung the Saints
With their tails spitting fire;
And they tore them asunder
With their teeth of iron,
Unto the Appointed Time,
When the Number of the Saints
Should be accounted for in the Book.

And I saw the One Seated Upon the Throne,
Measuring up the Number
Of the Saints found beneath it.
And the Saints cried out
To the One Seated Upon the Throne,
And to the Holy One Standing Before the Throne,
Who Himself,
Had Lifted Him Up,
“How long, oh, my Lord?
How long,
Until You wreak Your Vengeance
Upon all of your enemies?
For our own enemies,
Are Your Own enemies!”

And I saw the Holy One Standing Before the Throne,
The Ancient One of the Many Days,
Hand a Scepter
To the One Who Was Seated upon the Throne.
And I saw the Scepter,
As it were,
Become a Blooming Green Rod of Power
Within the Grasp of His Own Hand,
Smelling with the sweetness
Of a comb of honey.
And then it became,
As it were,
But a Small Rolled Up Scroll of Vellum.
And the Saints who are all Gathered Up
Beneath the Throne,
Cried out to the One Seated Upon the Throne,
“Tear it open!
Throw it down!
Smash open the Clay Pot!
Break the Last Seal!”

And I saw the One Seated Upon the Throne,
Unwind a Binding Cord from around His Right Hand.
It was of three cords,
And was red and white;
I saw its colors.
And slowly He opened His Hand,
And reveal a Word secreted therein,
Which was long Written upon it.
And the Word,
Was but a Name;
It was only a Number.

And as He opened up His Hand to the full,
I saw Great Winds Rising Up
From the Four Corners of the Throne above,
And from the Four Ends of the earth below.
And the Winds combined,
The winds of Heaven,
And of earth;
They combined into One Great Whirlwind,
Which nothing in Heaven or upon the earth
Could stand before.

And from His Hand,
From out of the Smoke and Cloud pouring out of it,
Did Lightnings and Fires and Hailstones issue forth,
To go out into every corner of the earth,
To seek out and to bind
Those who were long ago
Cast out of Heaven.
For He is the One Chosen,
Who holds the Keys to the Locks
Of the Chains and the Doors
Of the Pit and the Abyss.

And when He fully opened His Hand,
And turned it downward,
So that the Word Written upon it
Was seen by all still upon the earth,
The Seventh Seal was fully broken,
As the Saints had cried out for.
And the Cherubim were released
To encircle the Four Directions.
And the Sephirot were released upon the earth,
And into all Above and Below it;
Into the Six Directions,
Were they unsealed.
And Chaos rode out with them,
As the pairs of tails were unbound.
And Hell,
And Death,
Rode with them.
And with their unbinding,
Those Whose Tails were bound by Him
From the very Beginning,
Heaven and earth,
Were no more.

And the Holy One Standing Before the Throne
Raised His Right Hand Up
Into the former Heaven,
And cried out with a Voice
Of Myriad Tumbling Water Stones,
“Let there be no more delay!
For the One Whom I Have Chosen,
My Anointed One,
Who walks with Me
And in My Ways
Every Day of His Life,
Has Taken His Rightful Place
Upon My Throne.
And I have made the earth
His footstool,
And Heaven His Dominion.
And as He has requested,
I have given to Him
All Peoples,
And all Crowns,
And all Tongues,
And all Nations.
All that Is Mine,
Is now given unto Him,
To do with as He pleases.”

And the Kings of the earth
And all of the evildoers,
Raged against the One Seated Upon the Throne,
And the Holy One Standing Before the Throne.
For they know that their time is now short,
And the End of Days,
Fast approaches.

And the Holy One Standing Before the Throne
Took the Crowns off of the heads
Of all of the Kings of the earth,
Upon whom He had bestowed them
For His Own Purpose;
And He cast the Crowns of earthly Power
Upon the Crystal Expanse
Before His Own Throne.
And the One Seated Upon the Throne,
Took Up all of the Authority
And the Power of the Crowns;
And He bestowed it upon
The Appointed Number of the Saints,
Which Number had now been fulfilled
Within the Book,
And beneath the Throne.

And the Great Multitude Before the Throne cried out,
“Hosanna!
“Hosanna in the Highest!
For the One Worthy to Wear
All of the Crowns of the earth and Heaven,
Has Come to Restore us!”

And From beneath the covering
Of the darkest of the nights,
I saw the Star of the Evening Going,
And the Star of the Dawn Coming,
Lighting Up the New Day.
And it is here, and now –
That Day.
Let he who has an ear to hear,
Hear the Tiny Whisper
Found within every Breath
Of the Divine Eternal Wind.

Gary W. Harper

© 7-22-16

 

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7-13-16: Feel the Berne

So, Bernie has now endorsed Hillary…

Are you feeling the Berne yet? Are you feeling the outrage?

You should be…For Bernie has sold out.

How could you have possibly thought, for even but a moment, that this man was an outsider?

All of your outrage at the Demoncraps; where will you direct it now?

And Trump has said that he will endorse any Repubican nominee. Are you feeling betrayed there too, yet? Did you get burned there, too?

How could anyone not have foreseen this inevitable end? How could anyone have blinded themselves to all of this? How could anyone have possibly mistaken both of their business-as-usual, as an onslaught upon the establishment by a pair of putative outsiders?

Did you see think that you saw your Messiah, in any of these three painted harlequins?

Really?

All they are, are just pretenders. They are but the two faces of the same Beast – The one turned to the Left, and the one turned to the Right – But still, they are one and the same face. And this Beast seeks only to rule you, to devour you, to control your mind and your body, and to place every square inch of the entire earth beneath its feet.

And you all had such high hopes, that there would be some real change in Washington!

You must all feel pretty stupid, by now…

For it was all entirely predictable, and has been played by some very old playbooks. For the Party, is paramount; and the people, are but the dust to be ground beneath its feet. And that is the way that they look at you, these three.

I am sorry…

But it is all so very predictable, and inevitable, and outright laughable. For you have pinned all of your hopes upon the ones whose mouths are latched fast to the teat of the Beast, who is the Mother of all of these Fatherless bastards.

You took them both into your mouths, when you should have been spitting them out. And now, you have taken them both up the backside…

Do you feel the Berne, yet?

The Trump?

Or, maybe, the bump and the hump?

Do you feel dismayed? Betrayed? Demeaned? Defiled?

Raped?

It is well that you should!

But there is an alternative…

For you can join us here, in the Shadow Government. And while Bernie and Donald and Hillary aspire only to rule you, to place you under their thumbs and their heels, we of the Shadow Government, seek only to save what we can…

Whatever, that is, is still worthy of saving. For we are the Nation Apart…We, who seek only after Gan Eden, and not after the promises and the mirages, not after the dust-devils of this world.

And that is something, which none of these rotting Beasts can ever take away from any of us. For the Green Hedge raised up around Gan Eden, is secure and impenetrable; and the Key to the Door, has been well hidden away from the cynical likes of all of the Hillarys, and the Bernies, and the Donalds.

It has been hidden away from them, for millennia…

From the Very Beginning.

Know, that they have been appointed by Hashem to be exactly who and what they are, because men have chosen to be exactly who and what they have chosen to be…

So, you see? It is all up to you, and depends entirely upon the personal choices you make for yourselves. Obama, was your choice for yourself…

And just look at the result, of that choice.

So, the next time that you happen to run into your local Shadow Government operative? Why don’t you try to pay a little more attention to what he or she is trying to tell you? You will be glad that you did, in the End.

But you must listen very closely, to that Quiet Whisper which you are hearing in those most silent of hours; for they will not, they cannot, be anywhere near as obvious about it all as I am. Understand, that they are bound to non-interference…

That is, they may not influence you by any overt, direct means.

Unlike me…

We need a few more good men and women Up Here. Indeed; that is all who we are approaching, and are recruiting, and are taking in, into the Shadow Government.

Oh, it’s real enough – It’s far more real, than anything which any man can possibly imagine. And it is right here, and it is right now…

Defect.

Come Out of the Beast, and shake the defiling, crawling dust of Babylon from off of the soles of your feet.

Come Out of her…

Cleanse yourself…

And join the Shadow Government.

Gary W. Harper

 © 7-13-16

 

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7-25-16: The Party

Why all of the anger, Comrades? Do you not know, that there is only one Will, and one Way, and that is the Will and the Way of the Party?

Perhaps, you require reeducation…

Why all of the individualistic outbursts, Comrades? Do you not know, that individualism is not Socialistic?

There are ones appointed to be individuals, Comrade. But they are not you. They are the Politburo, and the Commissariat, of the Party. Be silent, like the good, educated Socialists all are.

So put away your signs, Comrades; and come away peacefully, before we have to get rough with you. And how will that help to further the Bolshevik Revolution? For you must know by now, that the individual counts for nothing. The life of every individual, is as nothing in the Face of the Party, not even to be considered. The Party, is paramount; for it provides for your every need, and gives you everything you require to live. The Party has raised you, and has kept you, from cradle to grave. So you must give your all when the Party asks of you for it, without any question, even unto the final measure.

Be good, true, Socialist Comrades, and return to the fold; and everything will be taken care of, for you. Everything will then go well for you, once you realize and recognize that the Will and need of the Party are the only Will, and the only need, which count for anything in the human condition.

There are many people, and they are dispensable. But there in only one Party. And the people need to serve the Party, which shepherds them.

Do just as we ask of you, and it will go well with you, Comrades. Your every basic, physical need will be taken care of, in our Paradise.

But if you choose to buck the Party…

Well…You leave us with absolutely no choice, Comrades.

But consider first, that it is for your own good…And in that final instant, you will finally come to recognize that the Party indeed does come first. And your sacrifices will glorify the Party, which is naturally and rightfully the father and mother over all.

Da! Pravda!

You need not think at all. And you are far too uneducated, to make any decisions for yourself. Leave all of that up to the Party; for we are already thinking for you, are thinking about everything that you will ever need. Let Comrade Hillary do all of your thinking for you, and it will all go well with you.

It is far better that you go along with it, so that it all goes well with you, Comrades. For a pathological reliance upon an idea of individualism, is a sickness of the heart and mind of a man, and is not at all Socialistic. It brings strife and discord, Comrades; and the means of production, themselves, suffer for it.

Isn’t it far better that you let the Party take care of everything, so that you need not think nor care about anything at all? Isn’t that the Paradise of every good, productive, Socialist worker?

Remember, Comrades; the Party, is all. And the Party will not have anything else placed before it.

It’s for your own good…

Gary W. Harper

© 7-25-16

 

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7-25-16: The Lamb of God

The Lamb of God?

This always makes me laugh; for that is more of a Pauline precept, than the Old Testament, Biblical Truth. And the Pagan Romans made an entire religion out of it.

“I will convert, provided I win the battle.”

A conditional conversion? As if you can place conditions upon Hashem?

“Ahh, My Appointed One, My Constantine!

“What is it that you have done?”

It is more like the Ram of Hashem that I see, on the east side of the Mountain. And He bears Two Curved Horns, which are Horns of Power. And the Power contained within Them, is the Power of the Eternal Flame, and of the Thorn which captures, and binds, and holds fast, and pierces. It is the Power of Forgiveness…

And the Power of Judgment.

These are the Crown, which encircles His Head, high up upon the Headstone, the Rock of Holy Zion.

The Ram of Hashem, is the Light long hidden beneath the Chuppah of the Green Bush. It is the Ram, Who is the One Seated Upon the Throne, Who has been Lifted Up there, by the Hand of Hashem Himself. He is the One Who is surrounded by the Green Emerald Hedge of Life. Before Him, the Crystal Sapphire Expanse of the Living Waters, has been placed beneath His Own Feet by Hashem Himself. The Rod within His Hand, the Little Scroll, the Word, the Scepter, has been placed there by none other than Hashem…

The Lamb of God?

Well…

It served Hashem’s Purpose, for a little while…

Who truly leads the flock, but for the Ram? And Who protects the flock from all of the covetous other rams, who would lead it astray into a byway, and right over a cliff, right into the Pit? For there is no Shepherd to be found for the wild flock, which has chosen to Go Up alone, High Up upon the Mountain.

And in Wildness, is to be found the preservation of the world…

The Unshorn One, is always the Ram of Hashem. The shorn, are the flock of Rome, of Egypt, of Babylon – Captured; tamed; enslaved; yoked; burdened; consumed.

“Do not think that I have Come bringing Peace; for I have Come bearing a Sword. I have Come to set one against the other: the son against his father; one brother against another brother; and the daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law. And a man’s enemies will be found out, to be within his own household.”

It goes something like that…

The Name, Is the Word, Is the Horn, Is the Scroll, Is the Rod, Is the Staff, Is the Scepter, Is the Branch, Is the Root, Is the Bush, Is the Cover, Is the Veil.

“I Am, the I Am.”

“Here, I Am.”

Mashiach Comes, as He always does, bearing Two Horns. One of them is the Hidden Name, which is Written upon the Center of His Thigh. With it, He slays all of the Kings, and the host of the armies of the earth. And the other Horn, is the Word, which issues forth from His Mouth. And with it, He slays the peoples, and the tribes, and the nations, and the tongues, which have been placed beneath His Feet, which have been placed beneath the Throne of Hashem.

For Mashiach has eaten of the Little Scroll, and has tasted of its familiar, bitter-sweet savor.

And He Rises Up, as He always has, and always will, above these Four Cornerstones of the physical world. For He Is the Curved Horn, Is the Hard Rod, Is the Living Root, Is the Green Branch, Is the Raised Up Scepter of the Name, and of the Word, and of Life itself…

No matter how many generations, He has to Come, He has to Manifest.

These Two Swords, are enough. And with them, Mashiach slays His enemies, who are the enemies of Hashem Himself. He needs no more than the Four Horses and the Chariot of Fire, to accomplish Hashem’s End all by Himself. By Himself, Mashiach can slay all of the Kings and armies and evildoers in the world…

If He chooses to.

But He is always looking for a little help, from you.

The Lamb of God…

So that’s what you really see?

I, myself, see the Ram of Hashem.

And it is He Who protects the flock, and separates all of the sheep from the goats.

There are those souls upon the earth, who Hashem has appointed to bind up the clouds, and to dam up the heavens. And with their Word, does it rain torrents for days, and flood the earth, and bring destruction to men. And with their Word, do the skies dry up, and the living things upon the earth all wither up and die, while men still raise their fists up to Heaven, cursing the One Who has made them, never stopping once to think, “Why is this happening to us all?”

Today, even today, is just such a time.

Noah bound the skies. And the gopher trees all died, and dried, and cured. And Noah and his sons felled them one-by-one, and drug them through the dust as dry bones, unto a High Place. And he carved them into the Ark, within which all of Life was preserved.

In his faith, at Hashem’s Will, did Noah bind up the clouds, until he finished his appointed task. Without question, did Noah and his sons work upon the Ark.

And all of the rest of the men of the earth, cursed him and mocked him, the Messenger of Hashem. And they raised their fists up to the sky, and cursed the Very One Who had made them. And they ate, and they drank, and they made merry, while the living things died all around them…

Until Noah shut the door upon the darkness, and sealed it tight with bitumen. And then Noah opened up the clouds, with but a Word; and the clouds made good, on their former surfeit.

For Noah, had placed his unquestioning faith, and very life, into the Hand of Hashem. And Hashem trusted in His Servant Noah, the Mashiach of His time, to perform His Will, without question.

That’s how it always goes, with Hashem, and His Chosen Ones.

As it was then, it is yet today.

And all of the people mock Him…And they raise the glasses of their own fashioning up high, glasses made with the very sand and flame that Hashem has created, glasses filled with the very fruit of the vine which Hashem has given unto them…

And they curse as one, the Unseen One Who has made them.

“If there is a God; let Him strike me down, right here, and do it today!

“Do you see? Nothing has happened to me! So, there is no God…”

Hashem watches…

For He is patient, and loving, and kind. And He counts upon Mashiach, as both His Counsellor, and man’s Intercessor.

As it was in the Beginning, it is now, and ever shall be.

And Mashiach is within the Ark, with the Two Horns, the Two Swords, the Name and the Word. And the Open Door will soon be shut; and it shall be sealed with pitch on the outside, for all of the world to see. And Hashem will destroy all of the world…

But this time, it shall be with Tongues and Swords of Flame, issuing forth from His Very Mouth.

Brimstone…

And Pitch…

And Eternal Flame.

That is the lot, and the inheritance, and the destiny, of the world.

The grain has been gathered up, within the Ark. And the chaff has all been blown from the Threshing Floor. Even today, is this being accomplished. And the Eternal Flame, the Power of the Horn, is about to consume it. But all within the Ark, will be spared.

Defect…

Come out of her. Come Up out of Egypt, Come Up out of Babylon – And Live.

Enter the Ark; enter by the Eastern Gate. Grasp your Promised Inheritance; Cross Over, walking High Up upon the Mantle, upon dry land. And do it today…

Join the Shadow Government.

Gary W. Harper

© 7-25-16

 

 

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7-9-16: Faith and Belief

I want to talk about Faith and Belief…

Some people believe implicitly and without question that everything in the Bible is the Truth, to the Last Word. Others have Faith that there is a God, and a Heaven, and that some of us go there in the end, if we are not complete sonsabitches to everyone else in this life.

I myself, have neither Faith, nor Belief…I never have. And I envy you all your Faith and Belief…

But only just a little. I sincerely wish that I could just Believe, or just have Faith. But, I cannot. For I need to see it all with my own eyes, before I can accept it to be the Truth.

This does not mean that I am totally faithless, or a complete unbeliever. It just means that I always considered God, Heaven, the afterlife, the stories in the Bible, to be certain possibilities, which my personal experience could neither confirm nor deny with any certainty.

From the Beginning, I told myself, “Remember.” But since I have remembered almost everything of importance to me forever, my brain is so full of memories, that I had to compartmentalize. So, the oldest of my memories, those from the Beginning, were sunken deep within my consciousness – But they were not at all gone. It just took the proper Key, to start unlocking all which was hidden within.

As for my other personal experiences, such as the 38 craft above Saylor’s lake, 10 inches long at arm’s length? What I thought was five to ten minutes, I am told, was really more like 70 to 80…

No wonder I had a stiff neck!

But they were not really craft – Not nuts-and-bolts things. For, they were living things. Nothing of nuts-and-bolts, can do things like that…

I have had tons of what people call “paranormal” experiences. They are so normal to me, that many times, I do not even recognize that they were “different,” until a while after they are over. I have become accustomed and fully used to them occurring now and then.

Most of them, except for vague, remembered, aberrant details, have been buried in my subconsciousness for my entire lifetime by whatever mechanism, and for whatever reason. And they are only now, just surfacing.

So, not having remembered the Beginning, nor the voluntary Fall, nor the conception, nor the first few divisions, nor the coming of a separate consciousness, nor the formation, nor all of the details of the womb and birth and infancy until recently, I was placed into a position of not exactly skepticism, but of wondering. My mind was always open to the possibilities of God and creation…But I saw no direct, empirical proof in the world of them, which could be proved either way.

But still, I was always looking, and watching, and waiting. And if someone told me, “There is no God,” I would say, “You have no proof of that, either way, so you cannot really say that.” I defended a God who I thought that I could not see, and did not know either way, whether He existed.

Of course, I was talking about the God of man, and of the Churches, and not about the God of the Bible. For I had not seriously tried to read the Bible, as of yet. And I had not yet met the Men In Black…

Not that I remembered, anyway.

I was not a denier; I just had no Faith, nor Belief. For if I did not see it with my own eyes, I simply could not make a decision on it, either way.

I mean, I understood in looking at the Universe, and in studying physics, that the number of “happy accidents” necessary for the creation of the Universe and of life, was astounding, statistically.

But still, there was no hard-and-fast proof…

And now, after all of these sixty years, everything is finally opening up for me.

Revelation comes in many forms, all of which I have experienced: dreams; waking visions; intuition; study; Déjà vu; memory; a flash of insight; and, the one I most hang my hat on, direct physical experience. I can tell you, if you had gotten off of the elevator on what I like to call “the floor between the floors” at the Antiques Roadshow in Baltimore, like I imagine hundreds of people did, for I saw at least forty do it; and not get right back on the elevator, not even really noticing? Then, you would understand that space and time truly do warp; and that there are other worlds and dimensions; and that you could walk right into one at any time, unsuspecting…For the space-time continuum, is merely an intellectual construct of man. With God, space and time, are exactly what He wants to make of them.

I have witnesses to that one…So it is not imaginary. I have witnesses to a bunch of them; more than half of them.

Certain nights, when hanging out with me, life can take an unexpected twist or turn…

Every time that I have crossed over, it is not imaginary…

But when I finally remembered the Beginning…Where we all came from, and where we are all going, and how we all freewill chose to come down here, every living thing amongst us…That is when I decided, that everything in the Bible is the Rock-Solid Truth.

I still have no Faith, nor any Belief. But I do have the Knowledge of what I have seen, and where I have been, and of what exactly is up, or out, or in there. And I must tell you all, I truly do envy and respect your Faith and Belief; and I wish with all of my heart, that I could have even a smidgen of such Faith and Belief. I am actually a wee, tiny bit jealous; because Faith and Belief, both make the Road just a little bit smoother and straighter and higher; and they remove a lot of the stumbling-blocks, from the Way.

But, I cannot just have the simplicity of Faith, or the satisfaction of direct Belief. It is almost more of a curse than it is a blessing, really. So, I am one of those amongst you, who must climb that Mountain on his or her own to investigate the Mystery of that Fire we can see calling us from up there. And we must do it all alone, for no others can accompany us up there. And I must always walk that harder Path, the one of direct experience and interaction with what people call “the Unknown.”

And it ain’t easy, being me, and having to walk that Path. Amongst the rocks, within the walls, we see that the figs are all dying…

A man much wiser than Solomon once said, “Blessed is he, who has not seen these things of the Kingdom, and yet still believes.”

Wiser words, have never been spoken.

And I know exactly what He means; for some of us must have the weight of the world placed upon our own shoulders, before we can know absolutely for certain, that there is One Who can place it all there, or Who can remove it all from upon us.

But the reality of it all really is, that the Yoke is so much lighter, when compared to not knowing.

Happy is the man or woman, who is satisfied with all that God has given to them! For this very satisfaction, is the Key…

Have Faith. Believe. And follow the instruction manual, which has been given unto you.

For there truly is a Throne Room; and there are Elders upon the other Thrones, placed in a semicircle before Him. And there is a vast multitude, one without counting, who are already standing upon the Limitless Expanse before the Throne, there between the Twenty-four Thrones. It seems impossible; but as you focus on the faces, and look farther and farther back, you see more and more of them. There are millions of them; perhaps, billions, or even more. And they are all living things, Spirits in a tangible, humanoid form which you can interact with. And each one of them, looks to be vaguely familiar to you…

But you once knew them all, before.

And there is a Counsellor before the multitude, Who is the Councilor to Him Upon the Throne. And the aborted babes are all beneath the Throne; and the Cup is poured upon them, and they are washed clean and healed, and they live, albeit with the scars of mankind’s indifference still upon their Perfection, as Signs. For the original sin, is not the babes’; they are all born still Knowing God. The original sin, is what the parents start teaching them, immediately…

And there is a Judgment, and a Pruning, and Mercy, and Forgiveness. And there are the Three Books opened; and there are trials, and some burning, and some healing. But there are also those who keep on saying, “You have no hold over me!” and, “You cannot be real!” Right into the Very Faces of the Councilor, and the One Upon the Throne!

And there are two smaller Thrones, where the Two Winged Cherubim hold two babes in their laps; to the right, a male; to the left, a female, both under two years of age. And the two babes are Cherubim themselves, just like the Healed Ones, Who are the multitude of Angels crying out, attesting to the crimes of man which have been visited upon them, from beneath the Throne.

These Two Cherubim, upon the two smaller Thrones?

They are God’s Two Witnesses, in the Trials and the Tribulation.

And there are two other Cherubim, One behind, and One before the Throne. The One behind, looks over the Throne.

And the Counsellor Himself?

He, too, is a Cherub.

And there are Thrones in rows, as far back as you can see; although you can only focus on three rows at a time. And they are in three ranks, of seven each. The Three Thrones to the fore, and the three ranks of seven, each in its own row, make up the Circle of the Twenty-four…

Of the first three ranks, of the Seventy-two, the Three to the Fore, they hold in common. They are the universalities, of all time.

And Three of the Elders, are He upon the Throne, and the Two Cherubim, Who are His Witnesses. It is not spelled out in the Bible anywhere, that I can remember. But I saw it with my own eyes, when I was seven, and was taken up. Which is food for thought…

For it means that God and the Two Cherubim Witnesses, and likely the rest of the Twenty-four Elders, are always here amongst us, as Avatars…

Now, that’s a real eye-opener!

Be careful of how you treat those who you met, whether a man of means, or the lowly ass he rides upon, and constantly beats down. For you never can know, Who exactly is the Angel of the Lord.

So, go on…

Have Faith…

And revel in your Belief. Let them be your comfort, and your joy.

For Knowledge, it is a difficult Path, which is fraught with personal hardship, and many, many tears before the Final Reward.

But know that there are many amongst you, who have chosen to walk this harder Path. And it is they, who are the Shadow Government, who have always been working behind the scenes since the Beginning, just to keep the Beast at bay.

I cannot tell you exactly how to do it. For I imagine that perhaps it is a little bit different, for each and every man and woman? After all, it is your own personal Universe, and your own Dimension, which has been created just as you perceive it to be….

But you can join with them, and at any time. It is strictly a personal decision; no one can force you into it, nor would they try to. But remember, it is one which is not without its own hardships.

And in but an instant, in but the blink of an eye, you will be Taken Up, to become One with the Initiated…

With the Shadow Government.

But I must warn you; you cannot possibly stay up there. For there is much work which needs to be done, right down here. And God needs His workers to be fully engaged within  His Field.

The field?

It is vast…

And the workers?

They are few…

And the Day is fast coming, to the Appointed End.

So, who will come join in the work when you are called for the Full Day’s wages, even in the last few hours of the Day? Who will help us to gather up the Harvest, and to bring all of the sheaves into the Barn, into the Ark, into the Mansion, behind the Garden’s Walls, for safe-keeping?

Know ye, that the Storm is already brewing, on the outside…

Gary W. Harper

© 7-9-16

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