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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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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

© 10-17-16

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