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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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7-25-16: 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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