Into the Night

Signals and Lights

Dark days ahead, and I wonder if we really grasp the power of the war raging in heaven or the tribulations that look to grab hold of this old earth. Seers are cursed people, no one wants to look at an agonizing vision, no one wants to hear dark tidings. Man is always seeking comfort for his flesh, searching for the easiest road to take, he doesn't want to be told things are going to get tougher.

I've been studying prophecy since 1982. Much of what I course over is spiritual and hopefully I will be able to transfer some of that understanding into this blog in the days ahead. But there's also very definite political content in there; physical events that will seize the earth and shake it to it's very core. The day of the Lord is filled with more powerful stuff than the first coming; seven times the power. And there are dark tidings for this planet's citizens, this is mostly a day of darkness and filled with grief.

Prophecy tells us that the Roman Empire reforms, this time split between North & South (in ancient times it was East & West) and that the beast will briefly seize control over all nations. This doesn't mean that all nations are conquered, just that they come under it's sway. Like Solomon had sway over the nations; he ruled a small kingdom but he held sway over all the earth. How do you do that? Solomon told us the bottom line was money. Solomon ran the biggest land trade on earth (establishing the golden route between India and Egypt) and was also in league with the Phoenicians who ruled the waterways. Solomon amassed more gold quicker than anyone has done since; the number of the weight of gold that Solomon absorbed in one year was 666 tenth tons. The mark of the beast is this achievement; he will rise to power by consolidating the world's gold and setting the standards for world trade.

Now when the beast takes the first seat of this new empire, he sits down as Caesar; leader of the people. That snake in the garden of Eden is now a seven headed dragon that touts ten horns. The seven heads are the ancient Caesers, and one of them is resurrected in spirit as an anointing from hell for this new world leader. The ten horns are ten leaders who come into power with the beast and have a mind to serve the beast. This could be the enforcement of FEMA law in the United States. Under that law the USA will be divided into ten regions, ruled by ten new governments. Horns in prophecy refer to power; ten powers that appear suddenly with the new Caesar and submit our nation to his authority. NATO already does that; so all we need is to go through the great tribulation and it will automatically kick in FEMA.

2015 through 2020 will be dark times in America. Our currency is due to collapse, our Treasury is broke, no one knows what is going on with our gold. Natural disasters are breaking our financial backs as are wars. Our trade deficits and budget deficits are combining to sell the nation off overseas; the balance of US Treasuries owned by foreign powers compared to our own banking & commercial sector is now 50-50... when GW Bush took office it was 30-70; the nation is becoming opp(other people's property).

When the beast rises to power the whole world worships him. That just means they follow his lead. They say, "who can make war with the beast?" Which is tantamount to saying that the bastard uses nuclear firepower cleverly downgraded and contained in explosions that are in that gray area in between conventional heavy duty shock & awe and the area wide vaporization introduced in Hiroshima. With these grade munitions he is able to take out resistance in every direction with a single blow. It was done with conventional weapons by Israel in the six day war and it had the same effect; the world all revered the Israeli first strike abilities. This just takes it to another level as the Arab League and Caspian Sea regions are both dealt decisive blows simultaneously. Likewise the US government is folded into FEMA while Russia, India, and China all cautiously give the beast room. Military units are all under international authority and the beast is the ruler of those forces.

America really turns into a giant slave camp; not much different than current conditions. Everything is carefully regulated and controlled; the currency enslaves us to do the beast's bidding. The media demands that we follow him. The laws ensure that he is worshipped or anyone who doesn't worship him is killed as a terrorist. In short, not much changes. The day is near, at the door... you don't need to take the mark of the beast unless you want to buy or sell or trade with his empire. International Standards already demand that you achieve their mark in order to do this. Our automotive industry has voluntarily adopted those standards (originally the British standards). You can not buy or sell or trade with Europe without the mark of the beast already; after FEMA reorganizes America into ten regions, the standards will no doubt be mandated for America... and we will become the ten horns of the beast; readily available power at his disposal. In short, the same way we get used all over the globe right now.

So many prophecies have already been fulfilled and the day of the Lord just keeps ticking along. Instead of thinking that the book of Revelation speaks of cataclysmic destruction, that it is only what happens in a worse case scenario disaster, think of this; the events unfolding in your daily newspaper are the exact events leading up to Revelation. The only thing that Revelation has that our world isn't already full of, is these two witnesses anointed with the Godhead and tossing Moses-like plagues at the planet. Do you realize that it didn't rain in Israel for 42 months at the word of Elijah? Do you realize that it doesn't rain for the entire 42 months that the two witnesses toss out plagues? That's definitely not happening on the planet just yet. But the time of tribulation leading up to it does seem to be kicking in already; and if I understand Jesus words on the great tribulation, we are headed into the darkest time in the history of the world. So, I expect the currency to fold, I expect there to be wars and natural disasters, I expect there to be famines and earthquakes, I expect the hurricanes and typhoons to get bigger and repetitive, I expect man to do his worse to his fellow man, I expect the love of many will grow cold, and I expect it all to come flying in our faces faster and faster.

The Book of Isaiah

Chapter 21:

11	The burden of Dumah. He calleth to me out of Seir, Watchman, what of the night? Watchman, what of the night?
12	The watchman said, The morning cometh, and also the night: if ye will enquire, enquire ye: return, come.

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Snowflakes

Snowflakes

In bits of rhythm, laced together by rushes of tethered thoughts
It fell upon my clothes, and brushed my eyelashes
Whispering thought in my ear, asking me why I care
So much, for what? The way I waste my years…
But I shrug them aside, a natural motion of pace
Moving ahead to my destiny, not straying in their
Beckons to relinquish the thoughts of the day
Tonight I'll gaze out my window and try to remember
What they told me, why I was here, what to watch for,
Why I should have strayed…
Why are they always right, when they come they cause panic
They fall into our lives, they take over our paths
Gentle, soft, but powerful, and in control of agenda and time
"Not that way!" they insist, "don't be so harsh!"
…give it time, it will carry, there's no need to rush
Remember your thoughts in your youth? The days
When cares were fleeting, when time was not the enemy?
Why do you make it a weight? Crush yourself with the lie?
Come look out at the moment, breathe the fresh humid puff
Stare at the cloud, your hot steam stirring with the cool reprise
If you rush, you will lose the chance to peer into the stillness
Steal one more invisible take of the lovely quiet,
the dream; You can't hold and can't let go
Like the quality of the misty air in front of you
Something you know so well and forget so readily
To not kill your life on the hard stuff
Return to the quiet, take back your own heart
That's what they were telling me
I hate them, they are so free to follow the wind
While I return to my room and worries of the night

Rhymes with Orange

I once knew an astronaut
who thought his craft was wrought
with not enough style
to win over hearts while
race cars the people bought

He told engineers his plight
to get more to fancy his flight
he recommended more flange
and painting his ship orange
and to hell with all the white


(I knew it could be done!)

Life in these Untried States...

I taught my seven year old the game of monopoly this week. He had several suggestions for improvisation of the rules; one was particularly astute: he suggested that we should be able to rob the bank, for which we would go to jail, but we get to keep the money.

Land of Entitlement

From Sea to Shining Sea

The funny thing about the game of Monopoly is that the game gives the impression that there is a physical certificate of title. (Which they call "Deeds" even though a deed is merely a transfer of title and does not certify ownership; the deeds are then recorded, which passes title but in and of itself is not proof of title) In the real world you need a chain of title to prove ownership. Title is really an opinion; the legal opinion of the state.

Since ownership of the new world began with the natives; the cloud on title is the missing link between the natives and the European settlers. This is more than just a legal question, the missing link in the European mindset is the idea of entitlement and it's application to the new world.

In the final analysis, Title is merely a claim of European aristrocracy to everything they can lay their hands on. They come into contact with some thing and they kill to take it. Your right of ownership lies squarely on the ability of the state to kill to uphold whatever dictums it desires to enforce. You own your house as a fellow murderer in the ranks of those who exterminated the natives and stole their land. As I look forward to buying my first house I am fully aware that this is the blood agreement that I enter into when I close on the home.

What entitled the white man to come here and claim every acre he desired? The guns he brought with him, and the lawyers... and the money he brought also. So with this trinity of unholy force; Lawyers, guns, & money, the white man murdered and stole and settled. He then built courthouses in every county and in those courthouses he kept records of how he now is the rightful owner of this land according to his own declaration that he is entitled to it. After killing the natives and destroying the land itself, this is his just domain.

America; Land of Entitlement.

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Sandalphon's spirit... A Poem

Sandalphon's spirit


Symptomatic
It was designed to fail
Like a stalactite breaking free
Like the tide rushing in
Like your mother's voice
in the back of your head, warning you
And then the roof comes crashing in


I didn't know her well
She blew up out of nowhere
She swept in with her kindness
She flew away in a rush
She was the antithesis of her killer
Spying those in need
Dying, trying to be fair

A Higher View

Creationists are the most misunderstood of all people; the biggest reason being, they mostly misunderstand their own position. Rather than try to prove that life points to Biblical text, why not simple believe the Bible and not bother proving anything? It is total folly for the infidel to say he has proven that God does not exist. Why partake in that argument? You say that dinosaurs existed 160 million years ago? First, show me where you have certain understanding of something 160,000 years ago. The truth is man only has documents that date back 5000 years at the most; after that it is all speculation and theory. There is no higher education, higher understanding, rather, our scientific community has developed a culture of higher musing. Accepting those musings as anything that merits scientific argument is fool hearty and launches one into the world of their amusements, a place of ridicule and snobbery that pretends to hold the perch of higher learning.

Consider the Lilly and moth debate of Madagascar. Darwin rightly and boldly launched the idea that their must exist a moth with a minimum 12 inch sucker that could reach the nectar buried deep inside that Lilly. The simplistic mind set of evolutionists is that the genesis of this specialized species happens magically in response to the environment, which also appeared magically on it's own. Both the appearing of this incredibly engineered Lilly and the matching moth design that could not have any other use in nature are living proof of intelligent design. But rather than face this, the evolutionists immediately submerge into argument and ridicule; thinking this refusal to face facts is somehow representative of higher learning. Since the species itself can not intelligently shape it's own development; the bottom line in evolutionists' argument is to credit intelligent design to "nature". How much higher is this viewpoint that Creationists? In a nutshell, the evolutionist has taken the accomplishments of God and credited them to his created works; claiming that the earth is mysteriously self engineering and possesses the attributes of a divine hand in and of itself; which then proves that such a divine hand doesn't exist in heaven. In short, the evidence of God's hand at work in his handiwork is taken as an attribute of the handiwork and the conclusion is that the hand exists only in nature and the connection with heaven is severed.

The evolutionists prove themselves to be hopelessly fighting God with God's own witnesses. They resurrect the engineering in nature as a self-contained attribute. But in so doing they confess that intelligent design and ongoing engineering exists. Well, it is so obvious, and besides, it is tough to call Einstein a fool with no understanding. The problem with their argument is the old dilemma of denying that God exists while acknowledging his testimony. If nature somehow was imbued with intelligent design and an ongoing ability to self engineer her species; we have come full circle to the altar of the unknown god. We have the report of God's hand at work, we simply deny it is God's hand, yet we embrace the work. So what is this mysterious work? Well, it is nature. And what is this mysterious god that you label "nature"? Well, it is the same old God of creation: but this time we don't want to confess him... so we bundle up intelligent design and ongoing engineering and we label the same old handwork of Genesis as "nature". Having stolen the Master's skill set, we now deny his existance and then we rear the altar of the unknown god; all our specials on TV and our published works of higher education.