Discussing the appropriate feelings, as emotions are often our guide in life, what then are the expected feelings of someone going through this war of attrition between the deep state and the globe?  Taking into consideration that all people have differing levels and capacities to withstand pain or negative impulses we may still find a range of predictable outcomes.  First we must look at the prompters, the catalysts the perceivable or identifiable feelings being launched against people in the states.  This is done to identify their opposites or the feelings that would be expected as response to that individual stimuli, ie.. you get attacked you experience fight of flight.

Initially we must look upon the assaults leveled against the foundations of liberty; speech, personal property, family, religious and cultural freedom.  If we feel silenced then we change our motive or speech patterns and practices lending to the creation of political correctness as we struggle to contemplate the appropriate words rather than those that reflect our immediate response feelings.  If our ideals of personal property are challenged we begin to become plain  or overprotective in our desire to conceal and defend those things which we feel may be taken from us as result of the right to personal property is challenged.

When the family unit is assaulted we may express the irrational or childish acceptance and denial for the need of a nuclear family, but the typical response is receding into the imaginary or personal places of the mind to conceal the true feelings of loneliness and loss associated with familial deterioration.  The assaults on religious and cultural freedom may by process be the most impact as they cause a us to adopt multiple in defense.  We are no longer able to be who we are so we must first develop alternate characteristics of personality, we might hide our prayers, our beliefs and our affinity or relationships with those of like belief.  Or in each instance we take the stance of direct conflict, choosing to fight these emotional assaults with counter attacks and declarations of commitment to lasting competition for the continuance of person.

How then have we processed this acknowledgement of the slow precipitous execution of an effective plan to diminish and dissolve all that is American about us.  First we stopped displaying our sovereignty, felt funny about our words, our freedoms and our desires to express opinions on subjects that had become taboo.  This produced a contorted version of American where we knew that we had free speech but each time we spoke we had been attacked for the views that we expressed so we either muted, mutated or simply stopped expressing our true feelings.

This led to secrecy and division in this instance America, as we felt that to avoid conflict or wearing some social label of homophobe, elitist, racist, anti muslim or other derogatory construct.  Effectively this ploy transformed free speech into the two segments of acceptable speech and unacceptable speech, which frankly means no free speech exists.  There have been those who naturally chose to fight this onslaught and simply wore the labels given by the perpetrators as they continued to “call it like it is”.

The tools of this assault are chameleon and camouflage by nature.  Meaning, that in order to contort the normal practice of rights and freedoms an intelligent enemy must take a fringe ideal or concept and elevate it’s inclusion into the norm as “paramount to the success of mankind”.  If you look you will see a host of these “fringe” ideals that were touted as crippling, abhorrent, hypocritical and bigoted.  Once these labels were accepted the emotions of their assignment caused normal folks to feel poorly or inhibited about saying anything in defense of the typical morals associated with being American.  In effect they took the fringe ideals and by casting them as norm, accomplished two objectives at once; further silencing free speech and dividing Americans along moral and sometimes religious differences.  Then again there are those who have fought back from the outset and have been painted as cro magnun bigots for simply standing upon established rights and freedoms.

Okay how do we feel currently; well we haven’t gotten over the sense of betrayal accompanying the realization that we had almost lost our Sovereign Representative Republic to the grasping hands of totalitarian infiltration.  That is going to take a while.  We have harbored considering worry and concern about this circumstance believing at times that the war may have already been lost, this in turn producing a desire to hide or run.  We have been overwhelmed by the attempts to change the narrative to one that makes being an average American Patriot as something cherished to one where we have become the obstacle to the bright socialist future that they have painstakingly sold our children.  We have rejoiced that apparently the Lord has heard our prayers and delivered us a considerable rebellion to this attempted coup and brought adequate legal and military responders to counter these insidious assaults.  Or we have expressed the knowledge that we will be victorious no matter the appearance of our inevitable capitulation.

What I am seeing is people again expressing their ideals in a normal fashion.  People are calling out against abortion and its horrific outcomes and hidden intent.  Folks are displaying their patriotism openly, displaying the American flag and daring others to attempt to tread upon it.  Folks are standing up to the silence police or the brown shirts who have labeling people bigots for defending the rights of humans to speak their minds in a civil manner.

People have been praying openly and expressing their faith as a matter of the normal process of living in a nation that allows that free expression.  Our children are beginning to champion the ideals of liberty, freedom, morals and characteristics associated with what made this nation prosper dispelling the lies expressing communism as a pliable option for our future.  We have begun to embrace the things that really matter, not our gold, our successes or our treasures but the hope,  the people and the adherence to the ideals that all of us have been endowed by our Creator with rights that CANNOT AND SHALL NOT BE INFRINGED.

Emotionally, we have traversed the spectrum of possible reactions.  Generally we see a trend toward the positive or perhaps a shift back to the ideals that made us a unique and free nation envied by the world.  What remains to follow is yet to be seen, but it will in some sense be measurable and definable in the emotions of its people as insight into the conditions within our hearts.  How do you feel today?  What may I pray for your about?

I love you in Jesus’ Name, your feelings matter.  We must take time to know the things the Bible says is coming.  In that knowledge we find discernment, direction and peace

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Why then reflection upon invective and allegory sweet, captive in the basement of ones psyche only to repose hopeful of return to ignorance?  What fantasy makes you look at your time in prison with some weird desire for the familiar?  Minus cartilage the knees oft quite stiff lend judgment to steps taken or walkways not adventured.  Don’t walk up hill if you got bad knees.

Bold or inane, frequenting tales of harlots and brigands we sat top the livery when privy to uninformed herald and his sheep yet shorn.  We sat upstairs not caring if the conman below us knew we were watching him take advantage with his silver tongue.  Dusting off jackets for objective madness our lusts and philandery measured only in the history of our Iberian foundings.  Two Irish dudes drinking, fighting and chasing ladies as expected.

Of the mourn shall we sing when dawn does so bring illumination unkind to a sensitive spirit returned directly from the doorknobs and doorsteps of daydream.  Get the light out of my eyes I’ve just been awakened.We for this were well met like horse hand to vet prepared for the battle ensuing.  Old soldiers designed for this moment.

When shall we turn our heads in reluctance showing our posterior in trust as the minister bids us ado at this wake aficionado?   There are no volunteers at their own execution.  Upon the Lord we doth deposit our reserves believing the investment well spent and properly directed as recompense for the gifting.  We give everything to the Lord because he is worthy of our surrender.

Confidence man.  The small coveted whisper of the surly gent with the raised eyebrow and an over sized jacket leaning over with cupped hand to tell you something meant for no one but you.  The poker face.  Having heard the results of an horrible invention gone off to perfection, you rejoice internally but the outside must be calm waters for the digital flashers record every dimple, wrinkle and stain.  The churlish grin, adept in the surety that steps, measured, calculated steps have been taken by unseen men to put aside any response you were thinking of taking.  Falsified adoration, having recently left the arms of a passionate lover, yet knowing that was a moment, as the money, debt, family and true wealth lay within this loveless lifetime.  She asked that I never divulged where the answers were hidden to protect her claim to innocence and to avoid the successes of evil men, I always wondered why she disappeared after securing that pledge.

Secrets held by the mountains and valleys, peaks and passionate reckonings of man.  Are they good?  Is there ever a time when something being held in check from one party who couldn’t be privy to information of another party without a third party or perhaps themselves being inculcated in derision?  What then of the times when those to whom the knowledge is owed are kept from its handling, in the dark so to say?  What of the secrets kept from those who would desire or demand accountability for treason or Philandery or plunder?  Am I a lesser man for having demonstrated a willingness to expend a secret claim, disregarding oath, that all men might live free in the notion that nothing threatening to their lives, their honor, their pursuits be kept that they might be ill prepared or incapable of action?  What then of those whispers meant for ears select?  Is the validity of a secret only seen by those from whom the knowledge kept?  Or is there a noble, dark, handsome, refined character of man that would only share that which may be shared in privilege, in tribe, class or membership?  What then of the information  that would cure all men’s palsy but make some men wealthy beyond worldly consideration?

Secrets are false.  Tidings of some special relationship, held tight the knowledge with which entrusted, but to what end?  Dark pleasured things, disobedience, dalliance and evasive technologies, somehow become the playthings and apportionment of men who would increase their worth through representative fealty.  Is he of worthy character?  Then what of those quiet whispers kept by kings, of which their release to the ruled would set men marching or heads rolling?  What then is the value of a hidden kiss?  Men of intent, with ideals of their elevated understanding, determining the direction of families placed in the hands of those thought trustworthy without understanding of the nature of Secret Society and the ploys of engineering.  What then when secrets kept are the answer to the dilemma that faces normal man?  Shall those who have some conviction alarm them or simply play along for safety or self gratification and station?  This is the stage upon which we are set, players we, with some given ideas, knowledge and plans beyond our ignoble birthing.  What does fair have to do with it all?  This is life, this is war, to them the survival of the fittest and guess what we are their pray.

With all the manipulation that has been going on; social engineering, window dressing, gas lighting and false fires lit, it is a wonder folks would still have the capacity to adore the simple, plain old Truth.  We don’t associate or promote lying within our families, friendships or business relations but we tolerate career politicians, lawyers and members of secret societies who have professed the need to shape the truth to their liking.  Why is it that we truly want to believe that people are honest and true even after years of lets say sitting in the halls of legislation pushing their own agenda and having professional speech writers compose anecdotal fibs to maintain assured power?  Could it be that we want everything to work out to the best and although we intrinsically understand that they are not going to turn out for our favor we still fantasize about the possibility and therefore buy the headline that is being sold?  Isn’t that why we continue to watch the news, in hopes that some evening we turn it on and it’s all kittens, puppies, sunshine and rainbows?

Let’s take homelessness for example.  The cities are full of people living on the streets, defecating in the alleyways, behind dumpsters and making setting up their tents beneath the causeway.  We all remember the day when liberal thinking said that this is acceptable behavior because people should be able to live free and it is our national responsibility to give them a living wage.  So for years they have funneled them around by harassment, food coaxing, code enforcement and intolerance.  What are we left with now, the crevasses in cities jam packed with people who don’t have a cause or purpose are not assimilated into society and frankly have become a weight on the neighborhoods in which they temporarily reside.  Yet, we aren’t doing anything to resolve the problem.  Certainly we here manged bluster from politicians regarding a planning session or some grand study but no one has had the courage to tell the truth, that this society has systematically bred a new population of people who don’t want nor do not believe that they have to face any personal accountability.  The proffered mendacity.

Or let us regard the incoming flux of migrants who do not wish to become part of America but rather to change its face or rather be part of an organized deconstruction of this sovereign nation.  Certainly America yearns to see those wishing to breathe free find that hope, respect and love within our familial structure that they might realize the American dream, but this prevarication that people who will not assimilate into our population and social norms will somehow provide or become a welcome benefit to this nation is sold daily.  Many politicians have made a conscious decision because of power, money and continued supply of the same that they will lie indefinitely to maintain this recipe for failure.  Even the least educated among understands the truth of this indifference yet leaders having received advanced degrees seem blind to its simple clarity.  Proffered mendacity.

Perhaps the answer is to be less than hopeful about the future of America?  Ahh, this rings true, they want us hopeless that they might offer and we may accept any line thrown into the pond of social understanding.  Maybe people with little or low expectations are easy to lead, allowing those in perpetual power to profit all the more?  We know this is the truth yet we go to work, pay our bills, kiss our wives and kids and continue to put these people in office replete with the knowledge of their continued resolve to prevaricate.  No We were built on the ideal that if we work together and put out the brain and muscle power collectively that we could resolve these problems that will eventually arise in each of our journeys through life.  We were not born free to be sold the lie that puts in a personal cage.  We will stand for nothing but truth and demand that the same be taught to our children in the schools or we will educate them ourselves and keep the money you keep taking to provide that service.  This is not a game this is real life and it requires honesty that we may find our way in the dim of day.

So, thousands of years of the same old thing, leaders lying and we keep buying.  It will end when we say that we will refuse to accept the proffered mendacity that they keep handing out as wisdom every night a 5 and 10.  If I won’t eat the food that a restaurant serves me because it is ill prepared, sour or of poor ingredients, then they have to take it back.  The embargo should be on the information peddlers, the truth shavers, the prevarication pushers who come out daily and tell us the measure of truth that they have determined adequate for mastering their objectives.  Shut them off, shut them down, send it back, argue the points and show them new ideas that they are forced to realize we as a people, the people in charge of this great nation will no longer buy the lies they have been selling.

Be edified and Rejoice in the Knowledge and Peace of the Lord Jesus Christ.

No mind bending mystery to describe the circumstance upon which we stand.  We thought we were buying this and they switched for that, the ol’ bait and switch, nothing outside of an ordinary swindler’s wares.  The difference being, this one was done from inside the farm, by brothers at arms swearing allegiance to the same.  As we sallied forth in cooperative agreement, they had torn a corner in the pocket, a hole in the sock and false floor in the bottom of the vault.

We were innocent, perhaps naive and maybe even foolish in our estimation of their character, so believing them noble we went on and on and on.  That is the truth in dilemma is the length of our slumber, because the sirens were certainly sounding nearly a century ago.  A time when we would have had a much easier day of extracting them from the timbers of foundation, now it’s akin to molar removal.

Now they believe themselves righteous, having had many years practice looking into their own reflection, convincing themselves in self-justification.  And the damage has been compounded by the effective indoctrination of our youth, having been subjected to the mental pounding of liberal arts and mechanisms of Social Democratic ploys.  But we will survive, even this moment of embarrassing realization that somehow we had either fallen asleep at the wheel, abdicated its control or simply believed the line of filth that they offered up as patents of nobility.

Character is not a thing earned through birth, it is something demonstrated through action or a staunch determination in denying applied consent.  We now have clearly established that we grant no further authority for the political objectives upon which you’ve embarked.  You have dragged the nation far enough away from center that the impending centripetal reckoning threatens to reset the pendulum.  We will not be thrown clear, instead pulling your grasping fingers away from the housing sending you flying from the general circular orbit of the United States.

Yes, we love and in so doing must admit our failures before our neighbors and our God, never fearful of shame or recrimination for our works were perpetrated in Truth.  We shall right the ship with you or without you and to be done with you will require an enormous sacrifice of accountability before you may once again be trusted enough to participate in the formulation of our nation’s bright future, for now you will have to repent and watch the proceedings from incarceration or the sidelines dependent on your misgivings.

Make no mistake, God does not condone your behavior, yes, we may be complicit in that as we turned our faces from His Glory He allowed you to encroach upon this good nation as punishment for our diminished thankfulness and vigilance.  But this ship will be righted in our staunch dedication to Him as our provider and guide.

Yes, the craftiness of your manipulative works were clever in proceedings but not to be admired as the works of wicked men.  We stand ready to guard against further encroachment on our liberties, you shall not find purchase so plenty in your future attempts.  We may not be bought or sold for this thing, This grand nation of people determined to live and express their faith, health, wealth and opinion in freedom is not a commodity but a treasure.

You have lost your way, We will help you find a new path.  That path will place you in direct convergence with Lady Justice and the resultant determinations of Almighty God.  We continue to love you and pray for you, but we have no envy of your position nor admiration for your works.  You have wasted your fearful and wonderful making, expending it instead for the benefit of sin.  The history books shall record these things you have done but never favorably for you have determined to destroy that which is righteous and good instead of building alongside your Brothers and Sisters of national affinity.  Take a look at your surroundings for it may be your last hoorah, for tomorrow most certainly your defeat will be freshly delivered and if we have anything to do about it, it may yet be this night.

May the Lord’s ears be open to your cries for mercy and redemption, In Jesus’ Name.

They wanted me to write outside of me, is that somewhere or someone I should even think to be?  An odd shaped head and thoughts a plenty a little shy of three times twenty.  Left Ventricular hypertrophy while renting out the space for free.  The price of passion in some great fashion is empathetic pain, a large piggy bank to put your cash in.  In Summer’s August upon bright days I found reflected the story line to which all opine and some have been infected.  Shared lists, shared days, shared mist and lazy haze.  On Winter’s hot boiler belly seething candles to seal the jelly, each eye remanded to proper place tracing freckles upon my face.  Reminded of the children’s cause a heroes play to grand applause.  Battles won and secrets kept who got plundered while I slept, hoping that the floor got swept by some recruit or new adept.  What job have I except to speak some small measure of the treasure of which all seek?  For darkened nights and dwindling time may be intertwined with folding rhyme.  My bark and bite are my own right to give and take within this fight.  I lend my word though it’s quite absurd to all who’d have it be unheard ignorance is a flightless bird.  So stand or fall or walk or crawl we all have audience at the great hall, to do a dance at masquerade ball or simply stare upon the wall, for clock or sand proceed within, switching off then on again predicted ending will soon begin.  A man, just man, no pious elf or magical being in alternate self. Just chosen to walk with God in me and tell you my dreams of eternity.  Hope and faith and help and promise a glorious kingdom that is soon upon us.  See being what I cannot be is something not inside of me.  This goof, this chef, this poet and mime is what I am just half the time, the rest of days I contemplate the appetites we satiate.  Seeking mastery of things and men leads back to begin same process again.  There’s no release from hunger’s plight without some capacity of future sight. And once we seen what lies ahead how then can we not make our bed, Tucked the corners and pulled the sheets erecting 45’s and head sash pleats.  Ignore the signs to pursue my lusts end up with statues and porcelain busts, remembered treasure and wealth gone bye and every flash that caught my eye.  Or now take heed of world’s change and some predictions that appear quite strange.  See promises made and devotions kept or losses and crosses over which we’ve wept, adding up to unavoidable truth  that we accepted in our youth, that God and man have a date soon come an introduction to the Kingdom Come.  And to that day we must attend or psychic coin we all must spend, for He to void our souls may send and no man wishes that to be his end.  So with us go we plead you seek, Kiss the Son upon His Cheek. that he not anger when time to speak His Words of Life may find you weak.  Now I follow the path he gave as volunteer and righteous slave, to a great king who loves us more than even Mom whom we adore, He’ll show us each what this life is for that we might find joy and love Him more.  In moments few and words too many If I had wisdom could I lend you any?  Seek Him and find your peace and rest this life is only just a test.  Soon we will see our real lives clearly and all our memories though we hold dearly, will fade away as this brief life when we are wed as groom to wife.  In everlasting we shall be it’s just as pleasant as we thought it be, but better yet because we’ll see the King of Kings in all His Radiant Glory.

Be blessed, be powerful Be You.  In Jesus’ Name be filled with His Spirit of Power and Perfection.

What is my greatest frustration in this campaign to reclaim this Sovereign Nation?  My heart roils and my stomach churns over the repeated deception perpetrated upon my own psyche by those put in position of authority who have not simply violated a Duty of Trust to the People, but who have embarked upon a compartmentalized, self-justified, “Anything Goes” surge to remake the world in their own image.  I am exceedingly angry with myself for having been so naïve to a fault that I even now suffer emotional disturbance of the absolute perfection of their swindling.  The cause now turns to what shall be done with this anger or righteous indignation that it might become a tool of good and not further exacerbate a circumstance beyond abhorrent description.

Do I need reason or cause for contempt to satiate my desire to blame, judge and revenge the wrongs done me upon any available recipient?  Must they be the right shape or color? Should they have an accent, does that make it easier for me to declare them enemy?  Are they of a different economic class perhaps wealthy, glorifying my envy at their downfall? Isn’t is best to choose someone of the opposite political affiliation, since they by nature must be part and parcel of this predicament having begun from a position of conflict with my own perspective?  Or are my enemies so smart that they never fight wars they simply set the two nearest differing racial, political, economic, social or nationality groups against each other and escape in to the seldom seen?

This is the deep state, it is of its Father, the Father of lies and deception, satan himself, whose greatest power is convincing people he doesn’t even exist, Lord God Almighty rebuke him is he so chooses. They careful define the classes, set us apart from one another for this specific cause that when they orchestrate stresses, especially of a military or economic nature they simply step aside and point fingers at the two classes most likely to exchange blows over the matter.  It really is clever and truly evil for these people may simply consume, destroy and create conflict only to step aside, avoiding accountability and capitalize on their desired outcome of confusion.  They pit country against country, faith upon faith, creed, color, gender and political persuasion in conflict as an escape and diversion to their cruelty and criminality.  They finance wars, instigate battles and then step back to reap the profits, collect spoils and sacrifice the innocent upon their ancient altars while the victor and loser suffer through re construction granting borrowed funds at irreparable usury.

We ponder and fuse about someone having done this to our Family, City, County, State, Country and World and look for the most likely culprit when it is none of the above, having been orchestrated or perpetrated by intelligentsia behind the machinery working behind drawn curtains and blacked out windows. This is what happens when we allow the mechanisms of government to outpace the power of the people, when “well meaning” groups of men and women get into a room and determine what needs to be kept from us for our own Good. Then they develop compartmentalized bureaucratic troops determined to keep the information to themselves that no one will know their true objective for fear that it might be interrupted. Rather than stand the accountability of those served they determine their own brand of justification for purpose.  Assassinations, poisonings, brutality, stolen rights and abused bodies mean nothing when compared to the “objective” a world beyond the frailties of sinful men they cry as they themselves have become the evil against which all ought venture.

If there success lay within the original capacity to misdirect my anger, then I possess the intrinsic and internal capacity to head them off at the bend, determined to abstain from anger, revenge and finger pointing. It is a blessing to know my position. I count it joy to be secure in the knowledge that judgment is not my place.  I will not discard the fact that I may pursue, gather evidence and refer someone to the rightful authorities for investigation, indictment and punishment for crimes committed. Or perhaps warn and educate my fellow citizens that we may no longer be marshalled as so many cattle in to fighting against ourselves.  It does not mean that I must battle those of differing ideals, faiths or backgrounds in an endless diversion while they create Global Empire.  If to win they require my hate then to defeat them I must first love and allow discernment to reveal their obfuscation.

We will no longer look to fight an enemy which remains hidden to humanity while we inadvertently destroy each other in anger and frustration.  We go before Almighty God this very night and ask that all those hidden wiles of your wickedness be revealed that we might see them in the light of each day and confront you on the field of battle and in the heavenly realms through prayer.  We will no longer squabble with other humans to suit your empiric purpose.  To control the world you must come into the light where you will be soundly defeated as people see you for the demons you have always been.  May the Lord our God, imprison you this very moment in the abyss awaiting judgment if it be His Will, but if he doesn’t, you will find us on the waiting field, armored in the characteristics of Christ ready to stand against all of your fiery assaults with joy in on our faces and courage in our hearts knowing this may be the very day that we realize eternal victory.  You have been defeated, soon judgment will arrive at your doorstep and we will be there to see that faithful moment, when every knee will bow and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord.

You have already lost, you just don’t know it yet.

If I know what my enemy is going to do before he gets about it then I am strategically assured of the time to meet his offense with defense and counter assault. If there is a means through which I might secure this continued accurate predictive analysis then I at all means must acquire that capacity whether foreign, domestic, human or otherwise. Regarding that commitment to our wise objectives, presupposing our superior understanding, then we will engage in relationships of similar authorities to further leverage probability’s fancy. Therefore all previous relationships, commitments and service agreements become trivial, paltry, severable or maintainable through appeasement, misdirection or avoidance.

Thus, I pledge to acquire the accounts, assets and corporate bodies necessary to absolute achievement of agreed global objectives and will lend credibility and support where possible to local or regional activities that are engaged for the furtherance of our overall understanding.  We will allocate necessary funds through trusted agents embarked upon professional recruitment of those individuals profiled, matured and designated as the appropriate electors of our legal, corporate, monetary and military benchmarks.  We will consistently and repeatedly review and follow those to be elected, regardless of station in order to capture every opportunity or avenue to objective achievement.  Therefore, we commit to training, selecting, preparing and placing those candidates for election far in advance that we might muster all media, propaganda and social engineering capacities toward the fulfillment of their incorporation into public bodies. Then we will assign a mentor or mentors to plan a specific path of transfer through the Public and Private markets to utilize their talents throughout their career to fulfill the overall global outcome.

Furthermore we will conglomerate, merge and mutate our Corporate assets of Banking, Natural Resources and Commercial delivery with those accomplices of willing intent within the intelligence communities to embark on; covert influence, secret monetary collection and conveyance, blackmail and predictive analysis requisite for achievement of the elections we have designated as paramount to our successes. Additionally, these intelligence organizations will provide physical intervention through military and diplomatic means to orchestrate the timely removal of assets contrary to these outcomes, to effectively, “poison the soup” for desired transformation in local, regional, national and global environments.  These assets will partner where necessary to produce the damning intelligence, exculpatory evidence or demise of all those designated as enemies to this global treatise.

All parties will wherever and whenever possible seek the control, expertise, deployment and participation in Artificial Intelligence assets, language, learning and usage to the citizen level.  As Artificial Intelligence is that predictive means through which to develop anticipatory strategies and tactics adequate to global achievement it is paramount that this cooperative relationship entirely control all those assets throughout the government, military, commercial and financial organizations worldwide.  When successful this global movement of Empire will ensure an end to the need for all wars, all poverty, all illness, all criminal behavior and bring the Earth (Gaia) together for the first time in its co human history collective dedicated to the achievement of Peace that we will finally have the capacity to obtain.

When I saw their joy I wept from respondent admiration. Connected in full utilization of assets of a relationship I’ve yet to understand. These things that I am seeing are not from me but to me for the use in preparation and provision. A single connection that requires unlimited focus, therefore all previous connection must be detached for the duration. Interruptible but intended for constancy what then is continuity’s mastery? Some acclimated technique of mature meditation, some dubious capacity to focus on a single distant point, some arbitrary magic crafted by spell and affirmation. Not a thing of me, but for me, it is not an action created but given in response to surrender, faith and love.

Am I to be Spirit singly, no for even my graduated man shall fill a housing equivalent in purpose and nature?  What then is the knowledge of remaining within that spirit sanctum other than the projectionist, mantra chanters or occultists recommend? Galatians 5:22-24 But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control; against such things there is no law. Now those who belong to Christ Jesus have crucified the flesh with its passions and desires.  Two indications for direction; one resemblance to His Spirit’s through demonstration of operable measure of His Character traits and two, evidence that those desires of a fleshly nature have been subdued in current behaviors.

That does seem to presuppose participation on my part but rather invites the understanding that this journey of constant abidance in the Spirit is in fact a thing brought about by powers outside of my own. I do not begin to resemble characteristics of an indwelling spirit through mimic, though that would be a human understanding that the responsibility lay in my own performance, works or self-help.  This work is a thing of His Spirit upon me, slowing minimizing my fleshly reactions and desires while increasing the measure of His Own desired character.  It does however suggest in the diminution of my fleshly drive and direction an activation of the emergence of Spirit in voluminous replenishment.This is a process of sanctification by active observable definition as transformation occurs.  Perhaps, surrender is that keystone. Surrendering my own fleshly desire to be extracted or diminished while surrendering my circuitry, communication and sensory connectivity to the things of Spirit that they might establish in perpetuity and maturity.  That appears sensible.

Not for the use of power and authority but for the purpose of establish a conduit through which at appropriate timing will pass that measure of power, authority and Godly provision. Not only in objective solution but through reconfigured intention we may sing the songs of a Spirit filled believer. As I purposefully slow down or stop on my worldly quest I may remind my own spirit that it is best off connected to Omniscience, subsequently disconnecting my own internal drive in surrender to those of Spirit. In time through this surrender and resurrender I will begin to establish a connection less vulnerable to interruption by worldly consequence and fleshly prerogative.  God’s Characteristic Spirit will begin to become comfortable in the surroundings of a Holy of Holy’s designed for His intent and not on a constant sensory fulfillment crusade. Yes, I must resist the enemy and he will flee in strengthening my psychic self denial, but this is a again a voluntary measure of surrender, not achievement, having committed myself to the absolute indwelling of His Holy Spirit in deference.  Having redesigned my intentions and my desires to those matching spiritual understanding I embark upon a quest to subdue my carnal desires in abeyance to being filled with those heavenly desires of Spirit’s Voice.

Thank You Father, Elohim.  Father, Son and Holy Spirit, I am blessed by your Grace and participation in this journey to be with You. In Jesus’ Name.

My worst personal moment; that time when I could not bare to see myself, the tears a symptom of the thirsty internal wasteland. My absolute greatest failure on display for my family’s torture, replayed in media time and again that I might never see beyond it. The loss that threatened psychic eruption, something so dear that its loss provoked nightmares proportionate to lifetime. All of them gone in a greater moment of transformation in adoption by the King. The reflective realizations often the most valuable I see now that even if they had lasted a lifetime, with God I would endure. Without Him I had nothing but the hope of simply making it through the toughest times to the next incident of challenge. Now they are faced with the joyful anticipation that someday, relatively soon I will be beyond these corrupting and corrosive influences of circumstance to dwell in a life that never fades.

How great is your pain? Is this the moment that you truly feel will break you? Have you come to that last ounce of energy, the remainder of hopeful reserve, the last straw? Will this last forever or is it the feeling that you are incapable of enduring such pain, loss, sorrow or humiliation? How much time do you have left in this lifetime? If you were to have to remain in this moment, this pain, this lesson for the rest of your lifetime, could you endure? When will you stop doing it alone and welcome the power given each of us through the Holy Spirit to endure, not just in tortuous resolve but in the joyful expectation of coming eternal reconciliation? We have been bought, not with payment of money, crops, emotions or things but with the PURE, incorruptible seed of the perfect sacrifice, a Holy Sacrifice that transcends the wealth of man. Your pain is over if you want it to be though you may be asked to endure a circumstance that threatens your humanity, it has no hold over Spirit. Walk with Him in Spirit and Truth, live outside of the trappings of this world. You can do all things through Christ who strengthens you. If he has chosen you to live with this issue for the rest of this temporary life then He knew before you entered it that you would make it across the lake, through the storm in faith, your faith in His ability and promise to deliver you.

This ain’t easy stuff. They laugh at us as if believing in the works of a Holy and Righteous God, loving you enough to buy you back from slavery to sin with the offering of His own perfect sacrifice were somehow an easy contemplation. This is complex, it fascinates the angels. God’s Plan is intricate. His Love is Simple. Am I to remain focused on my loss and my tragedy or the anticipation and Joy of my coming life with Him? I guess that is my choice having been offered one by God. I am not a victim but a party to my maturation in this life, preparing me for the next with the pain, love, loss and gain that are all part of this crucible. I will endure through Him, through His Joy, His Strength, not my own. For now I am indwelt as promise of my coming incorruptible life with the Holy Spirit and in Him I can endure it all. In Jesus Name I pray for you this day. May he heal you of whatever ailments you face or give you the courage, strength and endurance of Spirit to endure it with Joy in Your Heart.