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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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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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7-30-16: Shekinah

People say, “I pray to God; I talk to God; but He never answers me; She isn’t listening to me.”

What are you praying for? What are you asking for? How are you doing it?

Hashem answers in two basic ways:

1.) On the macroscale, YHWH answers in the Storm Cloud and in the Whirlwind. This is a Judgment upon a nation, a people, or a tongue, which indirectly benefits you.

2.) On the microscale, Shekinah answers but a question, which is Compassion personified. And it benefits you directly, Her answering your question about a nation, a people, or a tongue.

“I wanna new car! I wanna ‘nother baby! I wanna hit the friggin’ lottery! I want! I want! I want! Waah! Waah!”

Such a prayer is seldom, if ever, answered.

“Within this world, Lord, may all of your Stars Come down, and choose parents for themselves, who want and need them.”

A prayer like that, is often answered…

But not always. For even the Stars, have their freewill.

What is your motive, in asking for that? Are you being selfish? For YHWH considers your motives far, far more than He does your actions, in His Judgments.

Selfish prayers are seldom answered, unless the one praying unwittingly asks for something which will benefit a large number of people, or perhaps, the entire world. Such a prayer may result in a Sampson, or a Brahms, or the next C.S. Lewis.

Shekinah does, generally, answer every proper question Her child puts to Her; and generally She does it within the same day, and sometimes within seconds.

YHWH’s Rod?

It may take some time…

For He Truly tries to use it sparingly.

The Tiny Whisper in the Ear, the Small Voice of Shekinah, is a Slight Touch and Breath and Rustling of the New Leaf, the New Bloom, the Green Branch of the Prophet, Newly Sprung from the Stump, from the Root.

And when Shekinah no longer has to answer any of these questions, the Prophet has grown into the Rod, the Trunk, the Green Branch, which Overshadows the entire earth, as with Outstretched Wings.

But the thing is, that you have to learn the lingo first. And it is different for everyone, depending upon the Dimension and the Universe that you have chosen to Come down here to Live within.

After you read the story to follow, think over your own prayers, and decide if they are truly being answered by Hashem. And open your eyes and ears, so that you may see how the Tiny Whisper is speaking to you.

Like I said; you gotta know the lingo.

Here is how the Small Voice works for me:

I rebuilt my picnic table in the grove, and threw my tools into the black and blue and yellow bucket, and took them in. It took me all day.

I managed to salvage six boards for reuse. But since I replaced the 2 x 4s with treated decking, I had to salvage two more of the old boards for legs, for additional strength and stability, which made eight saved.

Yes; pay attention, to what you are seeing and hearing. For it is through numerology, that Hashem describes the Universe. After all; the Third Book of the Word, is Numbers…

I supported four of the legs upon stones, which are uncut by human hands. In the Four Directions, the Leveled Expanse was supported by the Foundation Stones. (Know, that everything which you will encounter in your life, is symbolic.)

The two other legs were free in the air, both up and down, hanging suspended between Heaven and earth. And these are the Six Directions. (You have to keep your eyes on the Goal, and you feet on the Path, to Zion; and you have to be paying attention to the Way and Word of Hashem, 24 / 7 / 366).

I took two other uncut stones, which were thicker and bigger, and put them under my leveled table. And then the other four legs were in up the air, and the table was tottering like a seesaw. So I dug them in; but I was not satisfied with the result.

At work on the third day after, I was on an idle site. And behind the remains of the recut building, at the northwest corner, I found a stone hammer with a yellow handle and a black grip. The head was to the right, close to the post; the tail was to the left, farther away. I looked at it, and said to myself, “Black and yellow, kills a fellow.”

The place was abandoned; and they obviously did not know where it was; and no one had been in here for months. I could have easily taken it home, for they did not know what they had done with it.

The head was not at all rusty, which I puzzled over, as the hammer had been out here in the open likely all winter.

I picked it up, and put it in the piping which held the post to the recut building, where they could easily find it again.

Someone else may take it, who needs it; but it is not going to be me.

I find tools like this all of the time. But I only take home those which I find out on the road, as no one knows who dropped them. You will find all kinds of stuff on finders keepers, in the Pentateuch.

From the massive scrap pile, I took two small scraps of the right size and thicknesses, which had been cut and split by the hand of man, for my leveled place, my pad beneath the picnic table, within my grove. And I found a better one; so I switched the second one out, for the third.

But this bothered me.

Here are the circumstances:

1.) The operator had told me that I could take as much rock off of the scrap piles as I wanted, and as often as I wanted. And if I wanted anything specific, if I came by the yard, he could give it to me at a good price, or perhaps even free, depending upon what it was, or how much of it I wanted.

2.) When I asked about the landowner, he said that he lived in Baltimore, and only came up on weekends and vacations; he owned 3,000 to 8,000 acres; and he didn’t care what he did anyway – It was his production and rock, and he could do what he wanted with it, as long as the checks kept cashing. And besides; they had been friends for years.

3.) It was two tiny pieces of scrap rock, which was destined for burial in the fill.

4.) Only God, and I, and the ravens were there.

So I had full permission to take them; but still, for some reason, it did not feel right. So when I got to the next site in the same property down the hill, I tossed them out into the weeds, and felt better with myself, for it.

The site operator used to ride on my bus, when we both went to Nazareth. He was a year ahead of me. Imagine meeting him way up here all over again, after all of these years!

It’s a small Universe…

I pondered this stuff, all of the way home. I had advance permission to take buku more; it was not much; and I wanted and could definitely use it. So, why did it somehow still feel like stealing, to me?

It was because I absolutely did not need it…

I could make do, with what I already had.

All the way home, I pondered upon all of the nuances of this, and when do you punish a mother or a brother for having to steal bread to feed their own, when Hashem duty-binds all of the nation to provide for the safety and welfare of all of their own? Where is Righteousness become the Thief in the Night? Where does Judgment and, and Forgiveness begin?

Like I said: 24 : 7 : 366.

The next morning, in the half-light, I was coming into the ring of uncut stones on the mountain, the area which I had raised up and leveled in the grove for the picnic table, where the smoke pleasingly rises up into Heaven from the bloody meat placed upon the grill…

And there, behind the post of a tree I had spared in the grove, was my Estwing…My carpenter’s hammer, which I had used in making living space in the Fire Museum on Main Street in Old Bethlehem, the city of my birth, the city of my father, who also was a carpenter. We used to meet at the old, wooden counter in the Woolworths’ for breakfast for a while, I working in the Fire Museum right to the south of it, he working in the Orr’s right to the north of it…

At least, for a time.

The nuances of that, were never lost on me…

Look for your own nuances and circumstantials, in your own life…

I had not even missed my carpenter’s hammer. I did not even know, where it was.

My hammer was to the southwest, in the leveled grove. And my hammer’s head was close to the post, the head to the right, and the tail to the left. And I marveled at how little rust was on it yet, after having being rained upon so much. And I bent down toward the earth…

“I see, said the blind carpenter, as he picked up his hammer and saw…”

And as I leaned over, my eyes filled with the colored sparkles of the half-sphered fronts of the Scrolls that were grasped in the Claws of the Eagle, in the half-light of this morning. And as my hand grasped the blue handle of the East Wing, right from where the handle hit the head, oriented west, north, and south, a white Sephirah struck me right between the eyes, right upon the forehead, within the Third Eye, fast-coming and fast-going, leaving a hole in the Universe, within which is seen the Beginning, and the End.

And I thought, ‘The Six Directions…The Six Seals…YWH in the Six Perturbations…The Three, the Six, the Twelve, the Twenty-four, the Forty-eight, the Seventy-two, the One-hundred-and-forty-four Legs of the Bronzed Tools and Altars and Lavers, upon the High Leveled Place…’

And I picked up my blue and silver carpenter hammer and saw…

That it was lying in almost the exact position and referential closeness and angle to the tree, as was the black and yellow and silver and stone hammer of three days before to the iron pipe of the posthole, far to the north of here.

And that is how Shekinah whispers in my ear. And all of my questions of the day before, and of the long night in between, were answered in but a Single Flash of the Sephirah, and a recognition of the similarities of repetition.

For it is an entirely symbolic language; and it is interactive, and it is relative to the needs and wants and mindset and knowledge and level of observation of the receiver of the Message.

Pay attention, and observe. Open your eyes, and your ears. And learn how Hashem Is always speaking to you, and thinking about you, and Is caring for you, though you may choose to deny this, and His Very Presence. He Is always there; She Is always holding you, and picking you up, and trying to comfort you.

But do not wait too long; do not deny the Presence for too long…

For YHWH is waiting…

And the Rod?

It Is within His Hand.

Will He place it in your own hands, as your True Inheritance? Or will He lay it hard upon your stiffened back, as a further burden, and punishment?

Will you be Forgiven, and be taken under Her Wing, to rest Hedged within the Warmth of the Wisdom of Her Plucked Bare Bosom?

Or will you be Judged, and feel the Hard Cold Rod upon your back, and have the Frozen Thunderstones from Above crack your foolish head wide open?

The choice, is yours…

It has always been yours, since from the Very Beginning.

So, choose wisely.

Stop; look; and listen…

And Cross Over.

Gary W. Harper

© 7-30-16

 

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8-5-16: Husbandry

There are those who are indifferent to animals, who are deliberately cruel to them, who do not care for them, or for the plight of those animals who have been given into their care. There are those who treat animals without heart or mind, as but a commodity, to be sold and traded for lifeless gold.

And those who have been taught this, by the world? Who do not strive to correct this egregious error?

They shall have no share in Olam Habah.

Hashem created every fowl of the air, and every creature of the sea, and every beast of the field, and of the forest. And Hashem saw that it was good; for as it was from the Mind of Hashem, so was it so.

And Hashem took every attribute of every creature of the creation, which all reflect His Glory, and He gathered them all together into one place. And this is why, the Ark was created…

And Hashem formed these attributes which He had already created, and placed them all into one final creature, which He called, “man.” And Hashem saw that the work of His Hands, was good; for the man, was now made fully in the image of Hashem, and reflected the attributes all of the inhabitants of both Heaven and earth.

“The wolf also shall dwell with the lamb; and the leopard, shall lie down with the kid; and the calf, and the young lion, and the fatling together. And the cow and the bear, shall feed together; their young ones, shall lie down together: and the lion, shall eat straw like the ox.”

And this is possible, for man; for all of these attributes, are possible within any man. But before a man takes after one of these, after the way of the world, a Little Child, first goes before them.

“And the Suckling Child, shall play upon the hole of the asp; and the Weaned Child, shall put his hand within the cockatrice’s den.”

For Hashem has Hedged them about with His Protection, those still innocent ones, until the time comes that they decide to choose for Hashem, or for the dust and going on the belly of the Evil One.

“And they shall not hurt nor destroy in all of My Holy Mountain: for the earth shall be full of the Knowledge of the Lord, as the waters cover the sea.”

Each child is born with the Full Knowledge of where they Came from, which is from Gan Eden, from the Very Beginning, from the Shekinah. And gaining unto Olam Bahah is nothing more than the return through the Eastern Gate, into Gan Eden…

Beneath the Green Sheltering Chuppah of the Veil of the Knowledge of Olam Habah does the One ever wait, behind the Shield of the Guarded Door of the East, of Gan Eden.

And man chose after the Knowledge of Good and Evil, rather than eat of the Tree of Life, first. And he saw his own nature; he saw the attributes of the raw created animal within him, alone. And he found himself naked before Hashem, and helpless, and consumed by his own newly-found, animal passions…

And he was sore afraid.

So, just like the animals which came before them, which Hashem Himself had made good, Hashem covered red man in the skins of his own potential animal nature…

Within his outward, visible, bestial Veil-Form of self.

And some became wolves; and some became sheep. And some became lions; and some became goats. And some became leopards; and some became oxen. And some became bears; and some became asses.

But within the One, the One Who was Anointed by Hashem at the Very Beginning, do all of these many, lie down together as One, in complete harmony. And He yet retains His childlike nature, and His innocence, and the Full Knowledge of where He Came from…

And this is the reason for the Voyage of the Ark, which is suspended in safety above the dark, raging storm of the sea. Within the protection of the Hedge of Gopher Wood, the Eastern Gate Sealed and Protected from within, is all of Life protected, from within…

And thus is He Who Is Still the Child, Appointed by Hashem, to lead them all.

He who is cruel to the beasts?

The Insatiable Maw of Gehinnom awaits him, to devour him.

He who is indifferent to animals, who trades them for dead gold, without even a passing thought for their past, present, and future welfare?

The Eternal Gripping Silence of the surrounding Clay of Sheol, awaits his fast coming.

And he who considers Hashem’s handiwork not at all, but thinks only of himself?

For Him, does the Risen Flame of the Abyss, hungrily await…

He who does not marvel at the Green Hedge placed all around him? The Chuppah which was created by Hashem, as a Protection placed over him? The Veil which Shields him from the view of the way of the world? The Living Garment, the Green Leaf of the Branch which was placed there about him long ago, before he was even born?

Such a one, is destined to eat of the dust of the Wasteland. Such a one, is destined to ever burn, with a parched and voiceless throat closing, deep inside of the waterless Desert of Zin, no Wing above him, to fan him or to shade him from the cruel shining of the endless sun.

Hashem brought all of the animals forth, before Adam. And Hashem said to my Lord, that it was good…

Hashem brought all of the animals forth before Adam. And Adam?

He named each and every one of them, from the great down to the small, after his own inclination. Even the flowers of the field, even unto the thorn; and all of the birds of the air, and the many fishes of the sea; Adam did name all of them, as he pleased.

But was in not Hashem, Who brought them all forth, before him? Who gave him the Very Word of the Tongue of His Own Mouth, with which to name them?

And in their naming, did they not become as the sons and the daughters of Adam, who is to care and to nurture them, and who is to provide for their welfare, as if their own husband? For is it not called, “husbandry”?

Are not the animals to eat and to be tended first, before Adam himself is bidden to rest, and to eat? For were not the grass and the trees, and all creatures both great and small, brought forth by Hashem, before Adam? And as you do to the least one among them, do you not also do to the Spirit of the Voice Arisen within Balaam’s servant, the ass?

And thus, will the birds of the air and the beasts of the field be called forth to become satiated with the flesh of base men, before the Upper Men find their Final Rest in the newly-created Heaven on earth.

For the True Dominion over the earth, is the dominion of the Good King, the King Who is Appointed by Heaven. And is not the True Good King, both as yet unseen, and as yet unheard from?

It is not in the conquest, and the using up, and the consuming and laying waste of everything laid before your path, that the Way of the Kingdom of God is to be found. For such a selfish king, is soon deposed before all of this Heaven and the earth. And his blood nourishes the very earth which he himself has ruptured asunder, which he himself has drained, and has parched. And all Heaven Above, rejoices in seeing this…

And as the Prophets Who spoke the Very Word of Hashem have indicated…

Hearken! Hear! Behold! See!

For he will eat of the parched grass; and he will become the dry stubble; and he will become the windblown chaff, to be gathered up by the Angels of Hashem, from long ago, since his very planting, being destined for the Consuming Flame. And he will become the blown ash, until the Dew of Heaven descends upon him…

When he himself, will become the nourishing, living, green grass of the earth. And all of animals will consume him in their turn; there, in the Valley Beside the Still Waters, where the Little Child Who Comes Before All, will lead and Shepherd them as His own…

Come out of her, and yet Live.

Lay yourself down, beside the Still Waters. Consume the surrounding Green Grass, which is to be found there…

There, within the Whisper of the Breeze, beneath the Chuppah of the Spreading Branch of the Terebinth of the Shrine of the Servant of Mamre, will you find your Shelter, freely given to you. And therein, do you find your Forever Rest, which you have long sought after.

Come out of her…

Cross Over…

Defect.

Set both of your feet Right, upon the Raised-Up Straightened Path…

Become the cracked pot, hard-fired, aware of its own inherent failings, and of all of its many attributes…

And join us all here…

All of us who have been Found beneath the Green Bower of the Wedding of the Bridegroom and the bride. Here, is to be Found your Promised Inheritance, within the Shadow Government.

So just reach out, and grasp it…

That which has always been at hand. It is only you, who hold the Secret Key to the Hidden Door; the Signs to the Way of the Flame of the Lamp, which has been Hidden beneath the Thornbush from the Very Beginning.

“Come out! Come out!”

“Wherever you are…”

Hashem, has been Calling you.

Gary W. Harper

© 8-5-16

 

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