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Miracles are of angels—
even the fallen ones—remember
the idol elections;
Yet, know that the devil
is as much a lie today
as when with wolves like
Pharaoh, Ahab, and Jezebel;
Though he may ride high today,
certainly he will surly fall tomorrow:
it has been seen and predicted again;
Look through the tears of blood
and see the falling coming—
no lie can live forever—only truth;
While the night’s injustice seems to be upon us,
know the stars are twinkling; that the sunshine of justice
will surly rise and Satan and his angels will just as surly fall
like the lightening does from heaven: resurrection is no lie. Word.
In the Tale of Marah Abbadon
Whose bitter spirit is long gone,
Her mother was a jaded Jezebel,
Who cast out Marah wishing her in Hell.
In life she wandered bare terrane
Plagued by pestilence and murrain.
She dwelt in caves and holes in the ground,
The warmest homes she ever found.
Nothing ever relieved her woes,
Through desert heat and mountain snows.
Her lonesome life was fraught with danger.
Wherever she went she was a stranger,
Searching endlessly for a home,
But finding none, thus doomed to roam.
After dolorosa years of strife
She sought a place to end her life.
Through Jerusalem’s walls she made her way
Stumbling into Siloam’s pool that day.
A Spirit stirred the waters there.
Her heart felt lighter than the air.
It would not work; the angel told the wench
Her homesick thirst it could not quench.
A prophetic, white-robed passerby
Offered living water that shall not dry,
Blessing Marah with a place to dwell,
Forever closed to mama Jezebel.
5/2/2023
Wall clock,
Cinderella got out,
Big Ben's pale attraction,
King Saul highest in York and London,
On dial, his twelve hands juggle,
Hypnosis,
Vineyard blood,
My arrows,
Strings of psalms,
Split arrowheads of dwarfs,
Big Ben's dogs,
Pursue Lady Rowena of Ivanhoe,
Titanic is broken,
Icebreaker from orca,
Sign of Jonah,
Canker on the tower,
Dark hole,
Toxic stepmother,
Fake freedom,
Make gunsight on Sarah (of Tobias) for the gnomes,
But my gold apple of the eye above and over,
Olive oil and Jonathan's honey,
Far like close against who shoots on,
Flame on the town,
Sky fall,
Christmas star only,
Michael knight helps these young women,
Against the red dragon,
To stay in Love,
"Who Is like the Lord?!"
Angel's name in the hand of Mother of God,
This boy, precursor
For Lamb and Lion,
Not a Teuton,
Robin Hood in New York and Chicago,
Monte Cristo at Lyon,
The voice in Moscow,
Wilderness of snow,
Service like an arrow of the Word,
David's stone going like a forerunner before,
When David arrives, He will return with the sword,
And with Cinderella's crystal shoe and Life crown,
For crows and doves, between children of Noah,
Town of the world,
Square of fake Concord,
The Pharaoh's obelisk by Napoleon,
Shady hand on dial clock from the catacombs of lodge,
This Jezebel collusion against the vineyard of Naboth and brother Joseph,
Like a nuclear-armed rocket,
Time stolen,
When Big Ben is loose, fall,
Against only Noah's bow,
With the arrow from the natural rainforest,
Fire of Mowgli,
Good outlaw among wolves,
Confessor on the cross,
Star from the Orient,
Say to the leaders of nations:
"Don't return to fox Herod",
And to Shere Khan Herod: "Don't be with Herodias, dame Terror",
Writing to the seven angels of the churches
By Revelation of John,
Cultures from Noah on Light give all colors,
Worthy and noble communion to Blood and Body,
One who has no sword sell his cloak and buy one,
In sackcloth therefore Elijah and Enoch.
God raised up a great mighty prophet
to do His work during 9th century BC
Israel was divided as the north kingdom
with Judah leading the south do agree
This man was a Tishbite scripture says
in Hebrew name means my God is Yahweh
his battles were many even to Baal
victory in this proved God to be his stay
God sends this prophet to a widow
where he provides food for her need
later her son died but again he intervenes
bringing him life from death was freed
This prophet did many miracles in his time
even the wicked Jezebel went for the kill
the murder of this prophet was her aim
but the Lord came to uplift to be his fill
Then he was taken to heaven
by a whirlwind gave his mantle away
to his partner receive a double portion
so carrying on this work in God's way
(this was written about a Bible character but not naming who he was, guess who?)
Dim lit, damp and distant corner
Torn from dream of vapor’s fold
Slow descent to worlds divided
Nothing hot and nothing cold
Long ago, this soul forgotten
Cast off in the ides of youth
Un-forgiven deeds left hiding
Neath the stones of burden’s proof
Wait to see if fate redeems her
Wait to hear if time repeals
Sentence passed down just to mar her
Word and deed like flint and steel
‘Jezebel’ they mock to call her
Waging war against the skin
Pressed on by the mob’s directive
Let the judgment now begin
Scrutinize each blood stained footprint
Left across the ice drawn field
Hide the ones who hold her province
Never bend, no never yield
For from that damp and distant corner
Ever flows the world of hate
Through the veins of those who think they
Hold the key to Heaven’s gate
…Jeff Bresee
For me or against me?
Do stay out in your uncertain nest,
Go to your heart desire,
Follow your real heart
If i am not enough for you.
Really,it's sometimes difficult
When my pockets seemed dried
And empty,
I failed in action when such happens,
At harmattan things seemed even worst,
For the pockets get even drier and smaller.
I know i will smile one day.
No longer then twist me and tell
Me lies...
Or flying around me like flies.
Be for me or against me
For good.
I know the symbols
Of your deceptions,
Writing all over your smile
And speech like the words of Jezebel.
The movements of your waist
Like wind from nowhere to anywhere
Are all relics of your coming and going.
Then be for me or against me,
For my heart is tired,weak and feeble
As i wait to see if the next will
Step in and stay for good.
Being moved from my place in Peace gardens. A year passed since i arrived here in Plymouth to battle forward through the intense demonic powers. Going into and through every evil spirit into the minds and breaking down their influences and disarming them . From Jezebel Leviathan Octopus Spirit Python ( destiny blockers procrastination divination limitations). And going through deep spiritual passages, opening blockages that is unspeakably evil. All for the bigger picture. I have been moved to the other side, to a place where Holy spirit can filter take away and show me the evils that i have undone and for him to separate myself from the evils in the city and filter out and to move me to where i need to be. And to simplify the occultic manifestations and bring it to order. In a spiritual zone that`s very difficult but proving to be the most rewarding as I believe the transformation/filtering the full issue is going on right now. Reading Jerimiah 13 ( the linen belt ruined) God says in the same way I will ruin the people. The demomics I`m passing through is beyond the scale. On Saturday I healed a lads shoulder, today i seen him again, he was in serious pain, he was about to go to the hospital with a hernia I prayed for him again , instantly it vanished. I led Damian in a prayer for salvation. His troubles/demons passing through me. He said he hasn`t` been the same since I prayed for him on Saturday. He said he went to church on Sunday and couldn`t stop crying . Hallelujah tears of healing. I`m in the library going through them in here. The pride and controlling etc is being filtered through me amidst skin tight levels with the devil.
He went into the mountain cave
Hoping his life from Jezebel to save
And a great and mighty wind tore in
But the lord was not in the wind.
Then the earth quaked, and the ridges heaved
But still he wasn't sure that he believed.
He feared imminent death, he felt so alone
The solid earth was full of shattering stone
Then a fire ignited, like candles in air
The trees went in flames, and help was not there
He raised a cloak as defense, dropped his sword
But in the fire there was no sign of the Lord.
He feared quick death, so much chaos around
But through the noise he heard a still small sound.
He walked to the entrance, looked out of the cave
After the destruction - what was left to save?
The voice spoke quietly, said "Why are you here? Go return:
The righteous will join you; the tables will turn."
I'm not sure what the story means
Maybe the idea is all is not what it seems
Perhaps it says to keep your perspective
To maintain hope in an ultimate objective.
When you get to the torrent that you must ford
When you are pursued by an unreasoning horde
When you're inclined to stampede with the herd
Take time to think for yourself, listen for his Word.
I.
They burgeoned above my nostrils
With buds that obscured my visions
They walled my head with fences
Towered above my five senses
Distant from myself, things looked too low
Until I drew closer, I couldn't tell
Just how down I was
Just how far God's love had to come for us
II.
They soared above my perception
Shot beyond my wildest imagination
Exceeding stellar peaks
Like pilgrims on the way to the wailing wall
Tearing up at the dandelions and grains in lesser dawn
I thought, if I could give life to these flowers like the sun,
I wouldn't hold back my light for a second
Behind each ear of corn I'll send whispers
And whispers of the spirit's songs to heal my broken frond
III.
What shall be said when the Lord and his hosts cry?
Woe unto those for whom he draws his battle lines
Peace shall be far from the wicked
Where Jezebel vying, wills and grows horns
There shall be her vanities to call down falsehood upon thorns
In the midst of the wolves shall be a lion and lambskin adorned
Adorned in truth to slay artifices
There shall be love's fire to receive our sacrifices
And by the words of a king, put Baal's children to sleep
IV.
So long as God's dome is heavenly
The best chalcedonies grace his twelve gates in majesty
So long as the seraphs do praise him
The four beasts continually bow in his presence, crying holy
So long as angels and elders forget stately thrones
And cast their crowns face down in white robes
Sunken halos shall break free from the hollow
With the righteous lifted, cast the dragon into the bottomless burrow
A country,
They like to take it,
But democracy is not sufficient here,
This magic paradoxically does not help fox Herod,
But help to resist,
A big part of the population comes from a tradition of Christian orthodoxy,
Fathers' vineyard of unity,
Therefore king Ahab goes to Jezebel the queen,
On the throne, lodge Masonic,
She chooses two worst witnesses,
Two tendencies in society, the state, and the people,
Nationalist idolatry and the corruption of money and bodies,
A bad leader,
Pianist and comic,
Jacquouille the visitor (from the french movie),
In the place of Jesus,
The tragedy,
Say Prophet Elijah, now from the Apocalypse,
When the beast rises from the bottomless pit,
The house of Ahab with little children,
Fire kisses the buildings of this business,
Multiplied by the number of my applause and cheer,
The mirror under star of Christmas,
Nevertheless intercept the evil,
May the tragedy return from its origins,
Lord Love without third cheek,
Go like a thief,
The mirror of justice,
The former antique borders by Christian Councils,
Like a body without obvious tumor and malignancy,
What who sin —
In the same way, return the sickness, illness and disease,
Multiplied by six and six...