The assault upon the Natural Laws or God’s Law of Nature is no accident. First and foremost those who have yet to be reconciled with God remain His enemies and though He loves them and wants ALL to come to the knowledge of the Truth, Romans 1 is very clear what happens to those who turn away from the Truth He has given everyone. Therefore the Laws of God and the Natural Laws must be assaulted and broken if God’s enemy have any hope of assuaging humanity to accepting the alternate Philosophical notions that support the absence of God. Thus Nancy Pelosi, a Catholic that just helped create a schism in the Catholic Church by travelling to Rome to receive communion when denied by Local California Bishop. Just this week she said that Climate Change legislation would please Mother Nature not taking a moment to mention God’s Name but rather the pagan goddess of nature.

We are embroiled in an all out push to launch the spirit and Empire of Anti Christ. The Global Movement is clearly the combination of declared enemies against which God stands; False Religion, False Government and False Commercial/Corporations who together run the world in an attempt to replace God in Faith, Provision and Reign. Reading and reflecting upon our Nation’s Declaration of Independence we immediately find the conflicting emotions that sponsored its creation. The first being the need for SEPARATION from the current relationship in Government. The second being that whatever any American believes about the Laws of Nature or Natural Law they all compel us to contemplate the reasons we have joined together and why now we MUST renegotiate, obviate or destroy those bonds in our present Government agreement. That separation is not one of atheistic contemplation but a serious consideration of those Natural, God sponsored Sovereign Laws that allow and compel this reasoning or action.

When our Founding Citizens came to this point in history they embarked on a definition of our identity, our collective beliefs and how that demanded a revision of the Empire Relationship we held with the British. We agreed that there exist certain rights which are inviolate by man or angel to every person and that Government is instituted to defend those rights for all men. And when that instituted Government becomes destructive to those rights and that defense that it is consistent with our identity to dissolve that relationship which exists by our consent. In belief that the Government was given that authority for those sole purposes of institution. We even stated clearly that this is so essential, pivotal and foundational that it should never be ventured and will not be ventured in this nation until it is in effect the absolute Last resort. Well who among US believes that what they were feeling, thinking and endeavoring way back at the outset of this nation is any different than our current circumstance?

Q- What is the final qualifier for this need? A- It is the subjection to absolute despotism and tyranny. When our taxers and representatives now seek to take all or most of what we own to appease their ideological needs to spent it upon Globally Agreed collusion under Political/academic/economic agreement from the halls of Switzerland, Rome, London, Hong Kong or Moscow. We have now reached the level of despotism consistent with a need for dissolution of any relationship with our attending, instituted and Consent Empowered Government. it is our responsibility, our duty our absolute right to develop or institute new guards for the Rights of the Republic and its people. This requirement evinces the root of what it meant and still means to be an American, living Free and guaranteeing that freedom with Government that is primary, singularly driven and attendant to the Defense of our Rights and Freedoms. This is so important that it took and will take a vow to each other of our Sacred Honor, Our Treasure and even our lives to ensure this transition.

As our Declaration so proudly demonstrates the ills to which we have been subjected in tyranny, we find them amply similar with today’s despotism shown us by our present Government. What then remains but decision and resolve to sponsor our Second such Declaration? What is it for which we earnestly contend? Is it our faith upon Divine intention and Providence that leads us to necessary conclusion? Is it our own will and determination to live free from such absolute Despotism that demands our consent, agreement and action? If not God’s Will or our own what then allowed these people to come together in declaration of their Inalienable Identity, Rights and duty to this nation that drove them to stand against the despotism of the Government to which they were related? What is courage and where is it found or procured? For the exhibition and utilization or dependence upon that valor and commitment is the only thing that remands us from cutting the bonds to which we presently find ourselves enslaved.

What are the unnamed demands upon humanity of this current age? What unseen forces if any are guiding, prodding, directing and shaping men as whole? What is the purpose of this guidance and is there a role for judgment as to rightness or wrongness of the answers to these questions? What are the competing influences and how are we unwittingly or otherwise force to comply with rules upon which we have little influence? Is the helplessness that seems wed to walking this path true or simply man’s continued emotionality at his own inability to achieve our own way in a life we neither created or control?

Like it or not admit it or not there are unspoken rules in the universe over which we have little affect. Gravity, strength, electromagnetism, chaos, oxygenation and many would argue death. For instance Love. Does one control whom they love. No it is an influence that simply occurs, though we may ignore its weight upon us it simply is not matter our intention. Yet all of this appears effected by one influence over which humans do have a high level of control, the idea of choice. These laws are not changed by our choices but they do either become assets, enablers or enemies based upon the choices one makes. Much of our history and those who throughout history were labeled Wise is about how we interact with these natural boundaries, controlling influences of matter, power and acceleration or how we choose to fight against the river’s flow.

We are being required to have an internal argument over things we did not create that willing or not dictate certain “realities and limits” within our lives. For example though man wishes he could simply leave the planet and live elsewhere there are a complex list of variables and challenges that make that escape impossible first of which is funding. Escape velocity, mass, trajectory, atmosphere, pressure, gravity, time, direction and objective destination all stand either against us or guide our compliance in the realization that for most of us, space is not an option. Some would say the greatest of which is time/distance. Our lives being temporary and the distance so great to other bodies upon which to live, we are immediately governed by the overwhelming distance to places of opportunity.

One must immediately either enter into mentally disturbing conflict as to why things are so far apart in the universe or come to the realization of “that is simply how it is” in order to find some modicum of cohabitation with reality. However, these “realities” force each one of us into meditative CHOICE as to why things are the way they are, WHO made them that way and based upon the decisions HOW we are either going to cooperate with these “influences” or combat them. And once having decided to compete with the decisions of our rationality what alternate explanation or aligning forces do we decide to honor in our struggle against that which we know to be real and that which we Want to real. In effect our choice dictates the roads that we MAY travel limited by our decision to either fight against that which we know to be true and that which we have determined to replace it with. Knowing space is unavailable do I simply find contentment on this planet or do I seek another means of escaping it capture?

Imagination and the Avatars of Technology are the most obvious point of contention with reality. If I choose to deny the laws of the universe and ignore the fact that I cannot escape them then the internal infinities of the mind are my only departure. If I cannot be what I WANT to be then I can pretend by means of Tech/machine assistance to put on the charade of the life to which I Yearn. The language of the machine is neither good nor bad but rather becomes the reflection of my choices and in fact is my internal creation of an alternative to “Real” laws and influences I seek to escape. Certainly there are the string dimensions of alternate realities of phases within the construct of this dimension in time. However are these not discoveries already built into the machinery of creation that from which we are seeking relief? If I investigate or discover through trial within the inner workings of Space and Time will I indeed find the freedom my mind craves or simply have the reality that the same governing laws of a creation not my own follow me into what I thought to be free from them?

Where we are today is a mirror image of this internal struggle to which we all have been involuntarily cast. Did we choose to be born, NO? Did we choose the shape, size, family, wealth, talents and experiences of our travels through this existence? Again No. Can we escape the laws, arguments and discussions about Natural or Artificial Living and subscribe to one philosophy or another by CHOICE. Yes. The future is obviously a continuation and majority or minority quest to build and surround ourselves with those in consensus with our determination having made similar choices to govern in limited powerlessness against those things beyond our scope. We will either accept the idea of God or make ourselves the god of our own imaginary construction of places, ideals, laws, powers and influences with which have determined is what we deem to be real, imagined or otherwise.

The rub is Gravity is real. I cannot escape it except in weightlessness which has its own inescapable parameters. Denying God’s Creation and Sovereign does not free me from the absolute that He is the one who created the rules for His Universe. The fact that I do not wish to follow those rules, ignore those rules or invent a parallel space into which I inject or retreat has no bearing upon those rules as Natural in the universe. Again my choice to either acknowledge God or compete with God is the power I have exhibited but the are still influences expressed within a system over which I only have imaginary control. God does not need my acceptance, belief or approval to be what He is. However, those choices are the gift He has given each of us to determine our path forward in the river of life. Fight Him or befriend Him it is each of us that determines that CHOICE. The only power we have is actually rather Powerful.

Separate yet together the quandary in the making and process. Acknowledged or denied the harbinger of wars fought and those to come. Boat or land we shall be remanded to the truth of our choosing. In suffering growth, in complacency fallow, what then shall we plant with grin upon chin led by the need to wallow? This is the harvest, whether dry and sparse or overflowing manna this is the field of our reaping. What angst may be offered as pretext to our wanderings? What excuse given when the video played?

I am the eye witness of my own success or failure. Within the replay of my exacting memory is found the accountability I sought to shield, escape or swallow. To be seen through is unpleasant but reassuring that only truth shall be utilized in the day of my judgement before righteousness. Lies though proffered as tenet or mastery in the days of our sanctification are ineligible denied access to the moment of our confession. All things before God shall be exactly what they were and have become. No folly, no frills, no gills to find breath where none is given. Authentic.

Let me walk in a manner that eschews my desire for camouflage or concealment for this is the freedom that each man wishes. A clean heart before the Eyes of God. If dross be extracted from this person only my reflection to Kingdom remains in its leaving. Purified by the fires of life and Spirit. Revealed by the Light that gave all men life. There is no mystery, no discussion or debate when men ask God’s Witness upon us, for Good is Good and Evil False before the defining view of Truth.

In 1066, the Pope failed to take over England with Holy Roman Empire Forces. In 1099, the Pope launches a Holy Campaign to take back Jerusalem and solidify the tracts of the Previous Roman Dominance which had been surrendered in 476. For five hundred years he and his predecessors planned for this time and England was the Key. In this Holy Proclamation he called upon the faith of Knights across Europe. Come earn Glory, Honor and Titles when you return home to receive your lands as a hero.

In 1135 the Pope made his real move now that the Knights had left England he launched the Temple Chancery, what we know as the Bank of the Knights Templar. Upon its Incorporation in 1067 to established a permanent home of the Holy See/Londinium Corporation of the Holy Roman Empire achieved dominance. When soldiers returned nearing the last years of the Crusades they found seated a Puppet of Rome.

In 1215 having been forced to acquiesce to these warriors and the Plantagenet’s who aided them, The Magna Carta was signed, declaring the free people of England, all the while the Pope searched for a method to invalidate this edict. In 1249 the Pope employed the Roman Doctrine of “Persona Ficta” naming all people having been set free by Magna Carta to fictitious Persons of the Roman Corporation that truly owned England by its debt. He had employed Legal subterfuge to make impotent its freedom.

When the crusades ended in 1299, it was no coincidence that the Pope destroyed the Knights Templar a few short years later to take absolute control of their lands, riches and armies. In fact, this is the period where William Wallace the Scottish hero fought his fight for freedom from Rome and its English Corporation. William Wallace was put to death in 1307 and his head hung on the London Bridge as warning to all who challenged the Corporation of Londinium. Friday the 13th begun the day that they arrested all the Knights Templar and burned their leaders at the stake for heresy. What no one took to account is that the Pope then absumed the remaining armies into the Corporation of the Holy See. The Corporation had succeeded in relaunching the Mighty Armies of Rome.

By Divine Providence after centuries of renewed crusades to take over all the lands of Europe and expand the Empire the English People and King began rebellion. Henry VIII ruling in the Sixteenth Century until 1547 launched the Church of England and denounced its leaders of the Roman Empire. By now we know that escape from Rome is always challenged and short lived.

In 1459 the Corporation makes perhaps its greatest mistake to date, the launch of the Printing Press in the Abbey at Mainz, the capital of its Holy Roman Legions. Among the first of its publications is the Guttenberg Bible which allows ALL men to for the first time read the Bible in other than Latin or Greek which came from the Priests of Roman Sermons. Almost immediately the renaissance was launched as people found freedom to study and expand civil discourse outside the control of the Corporation.

In 1517, Martin Luther challenged the Church/State/Corporation with his 95 thesis tacked on same Abbey of Mainz. The Corporation counterattacked and launched the Jamestown Corporation to Virginia in the New land, after having ordered the JEWS expelled from Spain (sephardic Jews) which means Spanish in 1492. The Pope did as had been done in 1249, he waited and Planned. In 1530 he launched the Holy Army of the Jesuits to counter reformation and destroy Protesting faiths.

In 1549, he issued the rebuttal to Martin Luther’s thesis by adding 11 books to the Catholic Bible called the Apocrypha. This created the opening for counter propaganda war moves from England when King James ordered the creation of an “accurate” bible in response in 1604. Immediately following the Queens Launch of the British Corporation of the East India Corporation to begin conquering the World for Empire. The King James Version was released in 1611 and solidified Reformation and the Protestant Churches march toward the Creation of America where freedom from the Church/State/Corporation might be found.

There is no hope in wickedness only hunger and a repetitive need for temporary satiation. Caught in the human cycle that cannot see its way outside the habitrail of our mortal urges. We were designed for so much more but have blindly or deceptively settled for minimum, including ourselves with the mammals and the goddess of mother Earth.

I do not hate my enemies for I have heard and see that their rhetoric is the stolen pages of the father of lies. They are duly convinced of their superiority in ravenous inability to control lusts and drives. As if any man were capable we found that God had to provide escape for we were unfortunately doomed to price that all men owe. We hadn’t the coin or the method to escape the dues and wages yet paid. God paid it for all not just who love me or that I love but all.

Having broken free from the prison of our own conviction now we struggle with an attempt to do that which has already been done in Sovereign Love and assign ourselves the endless drudgery of withholding the Law that could never save anyone or anything. That is the minor bullet point for Christ’s entry into this dimension to fulfill the Law to which were obliged but incapable. He told the religious leaders and the few that He provided a new covenant to replace the one we could never achieve. So that it became clear to all that God would fulfill all that we could not achieve.

Most are now captured in this new prison of misunderstanding, believing themselves somehow renewed and transformed to run the race from which they were redeemed in Christ. That makes no sense, why cleanse, repair, heal, transform, bare again that which must be recommitted to the road that led no where? Stop trying to be good enough and simply accept that you are, stop trying to do good works to purchase a ticket to heaven for which God has already paid, stop trying to achieve perfection and let Him grow you into it by His Sovereign Hand, the only Power that may perfect anything.

Wicked Knows that they’ve got no hope against God. Their star leader has already been stripped of his rank and made public spectacle by Christ Jesus, May he be rebuked if the Lord so Chooses. The enemy is not my problem nor my purpose, the people that remain separated from God in advance of His Return are. That means I must take the worldly unenviable position of servant to even my enemies in expression of God’s Covenant offer of Grace and His Love throughout everlasting. Additionally, in the acceptance of a Call in additional understanding I have enjoyed to privilege of pastor ship, teaching, encouragement, worship, evangelism, prayer and Spiritual intervention.

None of this is about me, ALL of it is about Him and You. I achieve wealth by eschewing its definition in this world. My Treasures are collecting in heaven, hallowed be HIS NAME

Incessant spells of calamitous trial and mental frustration. Made proper by the astounding measure of internal conflict spiced by experience and expectation, the sour taste displeasing. In quandary faith found in minute measure, stumbling humbly to freshen my bandage upon a wound which refused in its healing. Scars welcome the slurry of plasma and poison beset to tell the prisons from which I wandered freely. For in the quiet dawn of war’s night passing the peace stunk of all things unholy and infrequent. Smells and swells of warm putrid breeze leaving all it touched a residue of shame and disquiet.

The Legions had left unwilling. Drawn back to the dark wells and caves of silken slumber to lay in wait for our weakness to grow fondly in our cowardice and pence. The fates sharpen their teeth upon the tassels of our namesake. Preaching an end to all that we’d be promised if we were willing to accept it. In the dark I drove my knife to hilt in the innocent ground before me as if the heart of enemies fowl and knights errant. Running headlong in the desert ill advised as all that wanders its sandy reaches find that everything wishes to just have a little taste of sweet life and remove courage from each bosom.

Cycle born aloft by powers beyond reckoning, we trudged the paths that time had waged and wagon wheeled before we became idea or reason. This small stand my hopeless regard of days I was not given. Bearing down upon the enemies of man I bit my lip until blood trickled making my stomach turn and tumble. I am found in boldness of this evening, securing might and courage of unknown gifting to the Grace of all men’s passing I growled into the desperate black. Ignoring whispers of dead friends and teachers my mind collapsed to avoid the pulsing rage of fear and thrashing ill. If God be with me I would see the light of morning, if not this would be the dusty hill upon which I made my stand for humanity.

Picking at the insignificant stitch on the far corner’s of a tapestry that has been left to dust and dark. Giddy, a kid whose found the secret pantry where loves, chocolate and cookies have all been stored. There are no holes in time except the ones punched into it by the staplers of man’s attempt to avoid gravitation. So few to make the storm’s brew, so small a thing to believe or not believe that it is the ticket to and from eternity. Singing in the distance rhymes in rhythm with the drumming of this heart. Forgotten harmonies shall be restored and the wanton shall be bored with the calm of storm’s passing.

Into the night of dove’s errant flight too small the obstacles of attempted passage to grand the snares and teeth awaiting us in the dark of shadow. What will pushes umbrage to forgotten kings? Are the halls of sanctimony lost to squadrons of knight’s captured? In relief the infantile proceed to rhetoric and false pretense, hoping in their fearful repose to dispel the righteous from their doorways and porticos. What flashing brilliance the use of fear as public bludgeon though mistaken as indication to a machine gun pit of your position, windage and distance. So frightful the masked demon’s you employ yet to the courageous a signal to advance and once taken declare the misery of fallen foes.

Love’s Lost were never burdens but reminders of the road to reason and glory set before each of us. Into the story of this life I am thrown, barely found footing propels me to seek that which my heart finds lacking and if naught presents then to contentment’s door I find safe entry.. All the fray, swayed by evidence and papered purport dancing in the sport of the hunt but never prey. Saluted by wisdom’s beckoning chant of “find me” to save thyself. It is a factual challenge to the heart of those willing to live righteous that evil must be contended and never avoided except to plan ones next strafing pass. There are no men who stand bye watching the march of criminal’s intent who shall find home in the annals of men’s passage.

To disturb the bias certainty of wicked plans revealed I dive headlong, arm’s wide into the waiting staves of madness, screaming freedom’s bold praise. At the apex of assured failure I capture hidden victory again faithful in the hand unseen upon me. Not major, captain or king but boss nonetheless in making decisions beyond reason, station or pride. To find the halls of errant entry and secure the truth once lost in the hearts of our addled youth. We praise things written in the light that passes through the cells of men solidity, finding the infirm or cancer ridden genes and illuminating them for doctors reckon. This is not the road to alabaster pitchers and clay made pots standing free of projectile or times brutal message. This is the path to our truth in freedom from capture or misshapen mishandling by those with no love who cannot know its power unless touched by its unbeatable poise..

Thank You God that I may Stand, confident and assured in Your Faithfulness and Promises. I would be incapable of doing so without you and must thank you once again for all of the snare from which I have been delivered. You are the Guiding Light of man through this Life you breathed into him. Lord I am mourning, broken, hungry, tired and alone. My need for you is often greater than I can muster, yet I still frequently walk in my own foolish self-dependence thinking upon my own sufficiency. When will my mockery end? When will I be set apart from those of this world as I know that I have been set free to become like you? When will my ignorance fail to raise thought and word in my mind and mouth? When Lord will I begin to resemble You?

This World departed from you and now teeters upon a spinning top, wobbling precariously as the forces keeping it aloft begin to fray. I will not join with men in their broad abandon of Your Holy Word and Commands. I will not join them in their quest for self aggrandizement and actualization that they may please the internal god of self and the fallen. This argument bores me and I am finding it hard to keep up with the day’s dilemma. What happened to man that we are no longer inclined to Your Wisdom and Understanding, instead thinking ourselves, our minds, hearts and bellies the center of the universe? This waiting, this observance of witchcraft and folly, this march toward and to the tune of men who would not know God is false. I would have none of it but that You Loved me enough to drag me out of it and want that I would offer others the same. It is a pleasure and a joy. Their inclusion or departure from Grace is between they and You. Forgive me as it makes me sad to see their choices.

Lord let Your Victory be my embrace for You have won, making me by inclusion victorious. These enemies though loud are defeated and though enabled for a time to make a travesty of the perfection you’ve created I see the purpose in their predetermination before Christ. Someone must disobey for there to be reward in obedience and example in the evil hearts of man and angel. Someone must choose unwisely for us to see the cost of a life lived for wickedness or insignificance. Someone must be separated from you by choice to define forever to all that living without God is Hell Defined. The evil cannot be good as they have chosen to ignore its sweet call to live with you forever. The sour fruits of men gone their own way may only rot for so long before they wither and decay, returning to the dust from whence you grabbed them.

This War takes more courage than slinging bullets, bombs and grenades. It is truly a quizzical thing that man should have a rougher time believing upon the Sovereign Hand of Almighty to lead them through each fire, flood or raging storm then the idea of making it on mankind delivering their salvation. Man does not wish to save unless called by the small Quiet Whisper of God’s Holy Spirit. We simply go from groaning belly, to bed and wash, rinse, repeat repeatedly. Only stopping in our lustful pursuits to cry to God for those things unanswered, never once stopping to acknowledge our blessings and repent for our self regard. This is the time of God’s Measure. Do each of us wish to stand before Christ never having given it our all for His Good pleasure? What are we to say in response to His Request of what we did with that which was given? I don’t wish to say much and rather long to hear those Seven Bright Words as I look for my spot on the ground at His Feet.