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Ch 61 The Original Identity Theft-manifestation, masked/unmasking, the red dragon in moms basement.

In shape shifting there is real actual morphing between the figure as it is presenting to the next form the being chooses. The being shifts between physical attributes at its own discretion and will and whim. They can revert back to an earlier presentation at will too. This is much different than just removing something that was covering features.

The world we live in is much like the aliens in the Men In Black series. They are not “extraterrestrials”. They live here too. They are just different parts of CREATION. CREATOR GOD is the only being with the power, ability, and authority to create through voice and creation from thought through voice is the only way anything is ever created. Satan can only duplicate the real creations that manifested from thought through voice of the ORIGINAL BEING THE ONE at best. Lucifer/Satan has never ever “created” anything. Satan is a created being just like you.

The figures I have seen mask and then unmasked are much different than those in “Men in Black” movie. I have mostly dealt with Mithras.

A manifestation of the red dragon had actually taken up residence in the basement of my mother’s house where I lived before my father died when I was 18 years old. One day my ex husband and I brought the two girls home to my mom for a visit. This was before the family fall out over the Baptism of the Holy Spirit.

Mom was not well. She was thin and pale and obviously not eating right. There were pieces of clothing that were obviously hand washed strung throughout the house to dry. When we asked her why, she said she was afraid to go down to the basement to her washer and dryer. There was something down there.

My ex husband and I were feeling a lot of magnanimity from the supply of CREATOR GOD to us through the Baptism in the Holy Spirit and our new found freedom in tongues, the heavenly languages. I got all up in myself and said I was going to go down there and see what was going on. My mom was not going to be afraid to do her laundry. Mom did her best to forbid me to go to the basement. She pleaded with me. Said there really was something down there and she did not want it to get me. I was determined so I went anyway and I dragged my ex husband with me quoting where two are together in my name I will be there. I did not ask CREATOR GOD the ONE what was down there. I did not seek permission or get instruction. I was filled with indignation that anything from Satan would dare keep my mom hostage.

As we descended the stairs into the basement the air temperature got colder and colder. This is a full midwest basement under the first floor of a ranch house. It is fully finished with wood paneling and thick carpets. There is a bedroom down there in one of the side rooms. I had spent many hours down there as a kid growing up. Dad practiced his archery on the unfinished side with cement floors and the foundation boards still showing. It was obvious there was something in the unfinished portion of the basement. It was a very warm midwest summer day outside. Mom did not have on the air conditioning because it was cool upstairs without it. That back section of the house was covered in ice. I mean there was a sheet of ice 2 or 3 FEET thick covering the floor and the walls. It was thicker in some places than others like waves in an ocean.

My ex-husband and I stopped and stared at the phenomenon in amazement. Finally, it occurred to us we needed backup and we stopped to pray on the breast plate of righteousness and called for Angels to come. When we were satisfied our requests had been accomplished and we had on the whole armor of GOD we stepped onto the ice moving around the corner into the back room. What we saw was quite remarkable. It was both male and female in form having a head that resembled the head of a woman with a long tubular body wide at the top near the head and shoulders with two arms and two hands narrowing as its body went down to the floor where the body lay in a circle with more than one ring. Top portion was the figure of a man/woman with the bottom portion of a snake being like the tail of a dragon.

Later I saw a manifestation very much like this one inhabiting my mothers basement in the movie “The Golden Child” with Eddie Murphy. On Eddie’s trip to Tibet he and his female companion met with some sort of spirit being to get directions or instruction. The figure they met with was shown behind a screen at first so only the outline was visible. Eddie knocked over the screen revealing the ethereal being they had been sent to inquire from. The figure in the movie “The Golden Child” had a cigarette or opium pipe or something. It rattled like a rattle snake and bells tinkled when it spoke in a very machine like deep voice. This form in the movie was the same form I saw in my mom’s basement. The one in moms basement did not have any rattle snake sounds or bells sounds going off. It just hissed at us. The communication between us was a nonverbal impartation much like the message given to me by the Mithras that came to my bedroom that last Saturday night we were at the healing church in the Kansas City area. I believe the manifestation in moms basement and the ethereal being they went to inquire from in “The Golden Child” are manifestations of the same entity. I think it was a manifestation of the red dragon. The red dragon had taken up residence in my moms basement.

It took me a while to take all of it in. It was so unexpected. Had this been my first encounter with ethereal beings/spirits I would have fainted. The red dragon was communicating something to us I could not hear or comprehend with my own understanding. In a defensive move, I prayed and blocked it from making contact with our soul or subconscious. The major frontal attack came directly at me. I was taken out pretty fast on this one. I do not know how long I was actually there in that room with my ex husband and the manifestation of the red dragon. I do not remember what was said. It was my ex husband in spiritual warfare doing battle this time. The red dragon took flight emitting a long blood curdling high pitched scream as it lifted straight up through the ceiling. The ice began to dissipate. I do not mean the ice melted. The ice receded. It left like a shadow can recede or leave move away. The ice left with the long tubular snake like being when it left.

My ex husband and I searched the basement to see if we could find out what it was that had opened a gate for the dragon to inhabit my moms basement. We found it. My old Ouija board was there in the other side of the basement that was furnished. Mom and Dad gave me that Ouija board as a Christmas gift one year. Ouija boards had been a popular party game in the 1960s and 1970s when I was growing up. I knew there was a spirit living in it because it would make the game piece move without anyone touching the game piece. I even know the name of the spirit inhabiting that Ouija board. It told us one night I had my friends over and we were playing the game in the sleepover that its name was “mean wittle (little) kid”. It was widely known Ouija boards had actual spirits or demons living in them. The Christian denominations that do not believe that can happen or those things exist just ignored it as being a marketing ploy. These spirit beings were and are real. The Ouija board was virtually indestructible. It took my ex husband and I many attempts over many hours with many different types of destructions to finally rend the board in two pieces and break the habitation place for the spirit. It did leave.

Mom soon sold that house. Mom was even shocked that Ouija board was there. She had donated it to Good Will the year before. How it found its way back into my mom’s basement is a mystery and involving something we would call “supernatural”. The spirit that inhabited the Ouija board I played with growing up was unruly and obnoxious like a mean little kid. It was no way close to the caliber ethereal entity of the dragon we found in moms basement that day.

This is very important. Any time you become involved in a deliverance situation or have a deliverance ministry you must be ready for the back lash. The Christian New Testament describes it by saying when a demon is cast out it goes through waterless places and returns with 7 demons worse that itself.

Hear me now.

Do not seek after any form of deliverance ministry or take part in “commanding the evil spirits” in any way. One who seeks after these manifestations and these powers and abilities or authorities is without understanding. I have not sought after any of this at any time. I have prayed that it would be taken from me. I have asked that I not have to see ethereal beings mask or unmask to me. Unless it is necessary for me to see them in their true form for reasons of the success of the encounter for CREATOR GOD and whatever reason I was chosen to be the one encountering it, I do not have to see them in their original form and I do not want to. It still happens sometimes. Then I have to sort out why I was shown their real form. This is not always easy to discern.

We war not against flesh and blood.

Ch 60 The Original Identity Theft-Mithras take my second daughter

My second daughter was in public school living at home with my ex husband and I. She came home one day absolutely shivering with fright. She demanded we drive her out to the middle of a corn field so she could talk to us. She would not say what was scaring her. She just bawled uncontrollably and shook so much her teeth were chattering. She told us we had to do something immediately or something terrible was going to happen. She told us we had to move away from there to another place far away. That is all she would say. She would not tell us what she thought was going to happen or why she thought that. With no more to go on that her obvious fright we tried to reassure her. We set up code words and secret meeting places if we get separated. This was not enough. She was inconsolable. We should have listened to her. I tried to hold her. She collapsed. Her dad picked her up and held her. We had absolutely no background to even know what questions to ask to get enough information to act appropriately in her behalf.

Her grades did drop immediately. My straight A student was failing her courses. Her school counselor called my ex husband into her office to talk with us. My second daughter was not even handing in the home work we completed together in the evening. The school counselor said she had no friends. She lost all her friends. There was one Jewish girl she still friends with. The counselor said they were too close. Like it was a pact you and me against the world. The counselor instructed us to separate my second daughter from her trusted friend. We were stupid and scared of the system because of what they had done to our first daughter. So, we did what the counselor demanded from us. We separated her from her friend. She was all alone. Isolated. We did not have her back. We gave her no support from her family. She could not count on us to be there for her. She had no place to go.

This was a bad mistake. My second daughter finally fell to the pressures of the interrogation rooms she was put in. I found out about 10 years later these interrogation rooms put the subject for the session in the middle of a dark room with one lone light bulb hanging from the center of the room. They would put the target under the light. The other students would fill in the sides of the room. They would taunt the subject and spit on the subject and if they did not get any results they would eventually go to physically striking the child in the middle of the room. It is my understanding from the ones who have since told me about this it was important that the child in the center of the room being interrogated make up a story black enough and dark enough about how bad it was at home, lies about the parents, or the child in the middle of the room being interrogated would suffer stronger and stronger adverse consequences from the group of peers surrounding them. The longer the subject of the interrogation resisted the darker and deeper the lies the group of peers required to satisfy the meeting and be released. My daughter daughter finally at last fell to the pressures of the interrogation rooms and the peers in the room. She eventually said her dad was sexually abusing her. She said I was a witch a wiccan part of the dark arts. I am guessing this got her out of that room for the time being.

I wish I had known that was why my daughter came home from school screaming for us to take her to a corn field so she could talk to us. When we got her away from civilization she was too upset to talk to us. It just now occurred to me this second as I write this……… it is possible she was so frightened and confused in her mind she started twisting the situation and thought we might be angry and retaliate against our second daughter for telling the lies about us…… She just kept saying over and over you gotta do something. You gotta get us out of here. We actually thought she was talking about some kind of cold war with Russia! We were wrong. We set up escape routes and plans in case a foreign invasion or natural disaster. We were way off. Not even close. We confirmed for her we were no help to her and she could not count on us. I am sorry we missed the mark that far……….

The declarations she made against us as parents was a huge victory for the “system”. The Mithras. The New world order now had sexual charges and occult charges against our family. None of it was the truth. Of course. The statements were coerced under threat of bodily harm and retaliation. The system thought they had us. I fought for her too.

She was 14 when they took her. I stayed with her. Went to every hearing and every meeting that I knew was happening. My ex husband and I were separated now. I never saw him at any of the meetings or hearings. I thought he had abandoned her. I heard he moved to Arizona. I went through the court system and tried to get her back. Maybe they had her so brainwashed or frightened she just never came home. The judge would say we were good and viable parents. She could come home to us right now. All she had to do was say she wanted to go home. Every time for 4 years my second daughter would choose her foster care home over us.

Her foster parents were wealthy and well known in the area. She would come to me and say things like, “Your daughter is easy. She is easy to raise.” Like I didn’t think I could do it and did not want the responsibility or thought I was doing the best thing for my second daughter having her live with them.

NO NO NO NO NO. Never.

One day this woman came to me gloating about how she was in a panic to get to come home with us. I wanted her more than I wanted my next breath. I wanted to hold her and let her know I was there for her and would always take care of her.

I was not even ever allowed to say anything to her. Not even I love you.

She was a legacy. The red dragon must have been coveting her a long time. I stood for her in the heavenlies without ceasing. I warred against the beast with all I had and knew to do. Meanwhile back on planet earth in time space I was given the chance to bake her 16th birth day cake for her and I paid for to have a sweet 16 party! I helped fund her first car. I fought to keep the state from selling her violin to pay for her room and board. I understand she is still playing it now. I found out from her foster mom she did not even know my second daughter played violin. She did that all on her own. She stayed late at school in practice rooms to keep up the love of her life. Her music and the violin. Her foster mother was spiteful and nasty. She said “She is your daughter. She is not mine. I hope she comes back to you.” And her step mother left. I never encountered her again.

When she graduated from high school I did not get an invitation to the graduation ceremony. She took her foster mom. The foster mom came to me to gloat but ended up saying again, “Theresa she is your child. She is not mine. I hope she comes back to you.” OMG what was stopping her? I may never know.

Of course the step mother would not go to my second daughter and admit that. To this day my second daughter will not speak to me. I have always wondered if it was some sort of pact she made with her captors to keep us apart and keep her safe from harm. But I saw her with my ex husband after the final court hearing when she was 18 and aged out of the “system” so I am thinking it is more likely he and his father who vowed to kill me have more to do with it than the social system. She was gone. They did not have a good track record of keeping up with the ones who went through their program.

I have looked her up sense. I send her edible flower bouquets and Christmas gifts. She sends them back. It took me more than 15 years but I did find her. I flew into KCI and rented a car and drove to her home. I did not find her. Someone had warned her I was coming. In fact one of her high school students with a car rammed into my rental car. I ended up dealing with the police at the wreck site long enough she was gone. There was one young boy in her cul de sac rocking back and forth. I put my Christmas gifts and other things on her front porch. He continued to rock back and forth. I said Hi and introduced myself as the mother to the mom of that house. I asked him if he knew that family. He said uh huh. I asked him if he would let my daughter know I came all the way to see her and that I love her and hope she will get in contact with me. He said uh huh……I figured out later that was my oldest grandson. I wish it had occurred to me to ask when I was talking to him.

I heard a few things through some messengers who just show up in a grocery store or something. The message to me was that she was happy and healthy and doing well. I stopped trying to contact her fearing retaliation on her or my grandchildren.

Ch 59 The Original Identity Theft-Mithras take my first daughter

My first daughter had behavior disorder that was later called late onset autism probably secondary to the anesthesia from more than 50 surgeries by the time she was 8 years old or perhaps the measles/mumps/rubella shots she was injected with all at the same time by her pediatrician in Kansas City. We enrolled her in a boarding school for the deaf when she was 8 years old. She had become noncommunicative. The school was good for her. Sign language brought her out of the world she lived in to communicate with us and the world around her. She has been thriving since. The problem is we had to have a social worker to get it done.

At first the help looked like it was a good thing. We retained parental accesses and control. We made all the decisions about her care and education. The state paid for it. The legal term was “child in need of care”. It was a life saver for our family. My older daughter definitely needed some special programs and educational support to grow. We definitely needed financial assistance to make that happen for her. My first daughters medical bills could exceed 4 million a year. It seemed simple enough. We put her in this program “child in need of care” and she gets all the boarding schools and specialized training she needed to grow into a normal health happy adult human being. The first program we used was the boarding school for the deaf and it was miraculous. We did not see the danger or anticipate any trouble.

The problem was that little by little and without proper notification to us as her parents the legal social system in our home state slowly eroded our parental control of her life and they stopped paying for the deaf program. Without our knowledge or consent the program “child in need of care” deteriorated a benign category meaning the parents were good and it was a viable well functioning family that had been thrust into a financial obligation no family could reasonable be expected to meet to a legal category of child abuse. We had no idea. Our social worker who had taken such good care of our daughter and our family called us one day saying she was retiring. A new social worker would take over for her. She would call us soon. Even then we were not alarmed. Our first social worker was a very old woman. She had been taking care of families for many years. It seemed natural and right she would decide to retire. No alarms went off.

Soon her replacement called us. Said she was going over the record keeping of her predecessor. Demanded we come into her office for a meeting to discuss the problems with the paperwork. Still not seeing any need for alarm we did go to her office. She told us the social worker before her did not do her job. According to the replacement a couple of years before the state statutes changed the meaning for the designation “child in need of care” and she did not tell us. She did not update the paperwork. So effectively now we were criminals neglecting our children and she could remove them from our home. There were court hearings already set to correct the paperwork. We were not required to be there. It was already done. The hearings were a formality. Supposedly nothing would change. The changes in the category was supposed to be in response to the Federal Handicapped Legislation passed in the 1980s. It was presented to us as being a simple compliance with the new federal regulation. No worries for us as parents and her programs would not change.

It was a lie.

They were taking our children from us inch by inch by legal shell games and decree and we had no idea. We were rabbits in headlights. The proverbial frog in the frying pan that sits there and sizzles until it is cooked.

At first nothing did change. My first daughter finished her year at the boarding school for the deaf across the state. At the end of the year she was moved back to the Kansas City area in an attempt to have her closer to home. We were assured all was well we would just be able to see her more and she could spend more time with us as a family. This too was a lie. The facility in our area was not a boarding school because technically she did not live far enough away from us to qualify for a boarding school. The school was a public school and she was to be housed in a group residential facility!

OMG. Why not just bring her back home to her own bedroom with us? Remember the changes in the definitions of the category from the social worker. Now we were officially unfit parents and a danger to our child so she had to be protected from us meaning she had to be housed in a group home residential facility!

Now we woke up. We hired a legal advocate for her and our family. But the damage was done. We were informed if we had been present at those formality hearings where it was just a change in paperwork we could have protested and kept our parental rights. The enraging thing about this is that my ex father in law was a powerful attorney in the state and he knew all about this. He was so determined to destroy me and “free his son” he did not care about his grand daughter. This move was against me personally. It was wrong. I was left scrambling to find out what was left for me to be able to do for my first daughter.

The administrator of the residential facility was a Mithras. She is in service to the second beast from Satan. The second beast is finance and the “new world order” or one world government as conceived by George Soros and his economics teacher in England in the 1930s. The residential administrator unmasked to me. While it was unmasked it laughed in my face claiming victory. The Mithras said they all knew me. They recognized my position in Creator God. After doing her best to slime me she declared my children belonged to Satan. The Mithras had targeted my children to take them for Satan since the night of the hand to hand battle in my bedroom while my ex husband slept. The ray of light touched the hip of that Mithra who turned out to be an elder at the healing church we attended. How could one brush with a Mithra enrage the Red Dragon that much? The Mithra in charge of the boarding facility that housed my first daughter informed me they were going to take both my children my entire family my health and all my wealth my position and anything that was mine in The Original Being The One Creator of all that is.

I tried to engage her in physical hand to hand combat. I won the first one. She laughed uproariously. Literally she roared with laughter in that beast mode. She asked me if I thought they the Mithras were so dumb as to ever get into a direct physical confrontation with me again. This confirmed to me she knew about the battle with the church elder and the outcome. It was a rhetorical question.

She put on her human mask as her employees approached. They obviously thought she was the greatest thing to happen to child protective services in years. She was known as the protector of the helpless. They worshipped her, this one who was an ethereal beast.

The members of the new world order in service to that Mithras administrator burned my first daughter with cigarettes after I would have a state sanctioned and authorized visit with her. I took pictures of the burns and the scars and sent them to the state. They twisted it against me saying I was the one who burned her.

The house staff took her out into the boonies in the back of a staff car and had man after man after man come rape her. I got that information from one of the staff who did not like it. She told me it would not happen to my first daughter as long as she was working there. She was never there again. My first daughter was a simple person with the mind of an 8 or 9 year old even though she was around age 16 in earth years. She said called me and asked me if I would have them cut of her boobies. She thought they would not like her so much if she did not have her boobies.

They hid her in closets with rats and cock roaches starving her in the closet while they were in the adjacent room eating turkey and pot roast cooking it so she had to smell it. They told me they would stop the abuses as soon as my daughter renounced me as her mother and told the authorities about the child abuse I did to her. My first daughter never did this. She endured the tortures. She lost all her weight down to skin and bones. Still waiting to see me and running to me to hold her when we had state mandated visits. I recorded all she told me on those visits to turn them in to the authorities. But the abuses got worse. I was warned not to say anything or she would suffer the consequences.

I fought for my first daughter. I spent every penny I had and more on attorneys and court hearings to get her out of that place where the Mithras was administrator and back in my custody as her parent. I was at the point of success. I had been granted having my parental rights restored. The psychiatrist who was to attest to my ability to take care of her and that I was a fit parent for her did not do it. He spewed out a lot of nothingness saying he was not aware of what the hearing was for. The judge put my daughter back into the hands of the Mithras.

I had one more visit with her. I was to take her to Walmart to spend her weekly pay check and buy her a Whopper at Burger King. It was a set up. As I was driving her back to the facility I was pulled over by the police. My daughter knew him by name. He asked if she was alright. Of course she said yes she was having fun with her mommy. He said the facility had reported I was kidnapping my daughter. He was there to remove her from my car and escort me and her to the facility for an impromptu hearing. My first daughter said, “Oh that is ridiculous”. She refused to move out of the seat. The officer knew both of us and let me drive her the rest of the way to the facility. The Mithra was furious at the officer. She then turned on me and asked me what was going on. She tried to insinuate her little sister had reported me as a danger to them and that I had plans to kidnap them. My first daughter again said that is ridiculous. We were at a standoff. They lured her over to one of them on the side with some candy. The Mithra said for me to come into the building for the hearing. The officer was still standing there awaiting their instruction to cuff me. My daughter saw it and started screaming MOMMIE! MOMMIE! DONT GO MOMMIE! I LOVE YOU MOMMIE! PLEASE DO NOT GO! DO NOT LEAVE ME HERE!

And she disappeared into the building. I was fixed in place for a second. Then I knew I had to save myself to be able to fight another day. I turned and ran to my car and took off. That is the last time I was ever able to see my second daughter or have any information or contact with her.

I have no words in my vocabulary to express what happened to me th

In case you are thinking we somehow deserved this and it will never happen to you……. think again. It is written there is nothing that happens to any of the True Sons of God that is not common to all…. take heed to yourselves.

We war not against flesh and blood.

Ch 51 The Original Identity Theft-Quick history for why the purging of Ashera poles matters.

Abraham and Sarai were surrounded by peoples and nations that worshipped “the gods”. When God brought Israel out of Egypt at the hand of Moses and Aaron into the land of Canaan, Pharoah and all of Egypt worshipped Hathor who was thought to be a mother goddess in the form of a cow. Egyptian religion believed cows to be sacred. On the trip out of Egypt Moses made camp at the base of mount Sinai and went to the top of the mountain to have an audience with God. When he did not come back in a few days, the Israelites in their tribes camped at the foot of the mountain decided Moses was not coming back. In his absence Israel chose to revert back to the Egyptian ways and made a “golden calf”. They began to have sex orgies in worship of the “golden calf”. When Moses returned from the top of the mountain, he had been in the presence of GOD. His face radiated light. He had received the 10 commandments written by the hand of GOD on 2 stone tablets. Israel was worshipping the god Hathor a god in Egypt. This is particularly interesting because just a little while before when God was freeing Israel from bondage to Pharoah in Egypt the mystic priests of Hathor were not able to save the first born sons of Egypt from the death angel on the night of the first Passover. The magicians were able to perform tricks that appeared to mimic or model or be the same as the other 9 plagues pronounced by God and delivered by the hand of GOD on Egypt through Moses and Aaron the high priest in an attempt to get Pharoah to let the people of Israel go so they could worship the true Creator God. No mystic or priest to Hathor the cow could raise the first born of Egypt from the dead imposed by the death angel. No mystical priest could kill the first born sons in Israel.

The GOD of Abraham Isaac and Jacob lead Israel out of Egypt by his mighty right arm to the land of Canaan where the people worshipped “gods” and “idols”. These “gods” are often depicted by wood or stone. Baal, Asherah, and Molech are pertinent to this study. Baal or Balaam or Baalak is the cosmic bull. Molech is also in the form of a bull from the waist up and human form from the waist down that stands upright like a man and walks on two human feet. Mithra is a bull like creature that stands upright like an man that walks on two cloven hooves. Mithra opposed the early believers after the crucifixion of Jesus of Nazareth and he opposes the true sons in our time. The people of Canaan sacrificed their children to Molech by burning them in fire. The Ashera are female demon beings. Ashera is thought to be the counterpart to Baal. She is depicted and worshipped in Ashera poles. Ashera poles were wooden statues similar to the totem poles in American Indian history. The Ashera poles were easy to recognize as female. God of Abraham Isaac and Jacob that brought them out of the land of Egypt and met Moses at Mount Sinai to deliver the 10 commandments commanded Joshua to chop down all the Ashera poles in Isreal. Isreal never got that done. The poles were occasionally removed in one place or another only to be raised up again in another location. That was a grave mistake on the part of Israel. Those poles were more than just symbols of statues in wood. They were the source of power for the demons in time space including Ashera. The fact Israel never cleaned the poles out of their lands made it possible for those female demons to continue deceiving the Sons of God for the next 6000 years. Until the day Jesus showed up in my tiny studio apartment and said, “Do you want to go have some fun?” The Ashera poles and the power base for the gods and goddesses and demonic entities ended for all time when the last pole was smashed. The wiccans. The occult among us in service to Satan lost their foundation for the spells and curses. All those captured by their spells and curses were released and freed and received into the awaiting Arms and the bosom of Abraham. Do not get me wrong. We still have to be on the alert for them especially now at the end of the age when time grows short.

We war not against flesh and blood.

CH 50 The Original Identity Theft-chopping down the Ashera poles did not go unnoticed.

That system of Ashera Poles erected in Israel were the power base for witchcraft through earth history. The work Jesus did and invited me along to do has not gone unnoticed by the throngs into witchcraft or worshipping idols or Satan worshippers today. When my second child was born, CREATOR GOD had just moved our family to Kansas City, Missouri. My water broke 3 months early while I was sitting at the dinner table enjoying our evening meal with my ex husband and our first daughter who was just over two years old by then. Children’s Mercy Hospital is in Kansas City, Missouri. Back then it was the one of two neonatal wards in the entire world. The other one was in Switzerland. Our neonatal ward in Children’s Mercy Hospital on Hospital Hill in Kansas City was modeled after the neonatal ward in Switzerland. But getting her to that neonatal ward was not a given. It was a miracle.

I was taken to Research Hospital where I had been preparing for child birth and my obstetrician was there. It was too early and the baby was not doing well. My doctor came into my delivery room and said, “One of you is going to die today. May both of you. Mother and child. I need you to tell me which one you want me to concentrate my efforts on. I may not be able to save either of you but I know I cannot save both. Which will it be? Mother or child?” My ex husband sat down on the floor in a heap. A deep rage welled up inside of me and exploded out of me. The pain was beyond human ability to endure. I was gasping for breath. I said to him, “I do not die today. And my child does not die today. You get your ass in here and do your job!”

My baby doctor was infuriated. He said, “Ok. Have it your way. You have 30 minutes to be completely dilated and delivered of this baby. No more.” He reached over to the intravenous drip that was inducing my labor pains and gave it a hard swift turn to wide open. The medicine hit my body and my back arched up stiff as I screamed in pain. He told them to get my ex out of the room. He had never lost a husband and he wasn’t going to start with him today.

The nurses gathered around me. I really do not remember much about that 20 minutes or so except that I did dilate and my baby daughter was born. I did not get to hold her. They whisked her off and started working on me. The doctor came in and started sewing me back together. I had basically broken open into two pieces.

Children’s Mercy Neonatal Ward transportation team was already there in Research. They had flown over in their helicopter to pick up another baby born that day about the same time as my daughter. A little boy in the next delivery room. The neonatologist in the transportation team took a look at my daughter. Said she was not a “viable fetus” and he would not have come just to transport her but since they were there already to pick up a boy that had a good chance of survival and had an extra incubator, they would take her with them. I was not sewn up yet and could not walk. They lifted me up into a wheel chair and tok me to the portable incubator to see her. I did not get to hold her. I was not allowed to even touch her tiny hand. She was on total life support. They said they had to go. She only had 25% chance to even survive the short helicopter ride to Children’s Mercy. Then she had only 25% of that 25% of living 24 hours. She was not a viable fetus.

I was left alone in my hospital room. None of the hospital staff expected her to be alive on the morrow. They did not know for sure I would be alive on the morrow. Creator GOD had plans for both of us.

A few days later I was released from the hospital. My ex husband took me over to the neonatal ward to see her. I met the director of the neonatal ward. He was a kind unassuming man. There was a special team of nurses monitoring my daughter 24/7. She had a pneumothorax and only one lung working as well as a significant section of necrotizing enterocolitis better known as dead gut. She could not eat normally. She had to be fed by a tube. I knew she was in trouble but it was still a shock when we got the call.

It was the voice of the director of the neonatal ward. He said they were going to take my daughter off life support. They had a more viable fetus coming in. They needed the incubator she was in. He said we had about 20 minutes before the other fetus arrived. If we could get there before then, he would put her in my arms. He had learned it was better for the baby and the mother both for them to die in their mothers arms. We were a good 30 minutes away from Children’s Mercy in no traffic and this was a heavy traffic time. We still had to pack up our first daughter who was also born premature and very special needs. We knew there was no way we could make it there in time to be there for her passing.

I started to pack up my first daughter to take her with us. We were alone with no family near. And it occurred to me to call our church and tell them about our daughter and ask them to pray. When I called the pastor answered. I told him the news. He said, “The entire deacon board is here in my office. God had told them to come and wait for a call. You are that call. We know what we are supposed to do. We will pray for you as you go. Go now. You are in Gods hands.”

Well being numb all over that did not sink in but my ex husband was ready in the car and we drove to Children’s Mercy expecting to be there too late. I thought I might finally get to hold the limp dead body of my baby girl……

We went into the neonatal ward and started scrubbing our hands in the entry room where all parents had to scrub to be able to go into the room with the incubators. A nurse came and took our two year old into another room and stayed with her. The director of the neonatal ward came in. He said, “Who are you?” I had nothing to say. My ex husband started introducing us to the director of the neonatal ward like he had never seen us before and did not know us. “My name is and this is my wife. We are the parents of baby….” He said, “No. Who are you?” My ex husband started explaining again. The director said, “No who are you? We had to take your baby off life support and instead of dying she started breathing on her own. She is pink and off the respirator laying in there on room air. Her gut is healed. We have seen this kind of miraculous intervention but only in the instance of the parents or family being important spiritually. Who are you?”

At this time we had no idea there was anything different or special about either of us or our families. We told him we called our pastor and the deacons prayed. He said that might be it but he had seen prayer vigils before and they never work unless there is some special call or spiritual relationship in the parents. He was so certain he was right he said we just had not seen it yet but it was coming. There was a divine presence in our lives.

She lived.

She came home to us. The little boy who was so much the better fetus did live but he got a blood infection and was severely damaged with multiple sclerosis and other things like that. More evidence of how astounding her being alive really is. I did not know until a few months later in some follow up return visits to the neonatal ward that the director of the neonatal ward had been threatened by the local occult. He had pentagrams burned in his front yard and painted on his house. The occult attempted to kidnap his daughter from school.

The neonatal ward continued to call me to help the more demanding parents get through those first devastating hours when their baby is place in the neonatal ward. I was just a listening ear that had been there. Then one day the director called to say they had chosen my family to represent the neonatal ward and be interviewed by the Independence Mo news paper. We agreed to the interview. The articles ran on the front page in two consecutive Sunday papers. Our family was then targeted by the local occult. My daughters life was threatened. The local peace officers had to whisk up away to “safe houses” over the first three or fours years of her life. We moved seven times in those three years to keep ahead of them.

It was a very literal time. Angels literally attended us. This and that “demon” or not human entity would unmask and growl some disgusting threat. The occult tried to kidnap my first daughter from school. I home schooled her for a while. I studied the Bible and read extensively about all things God during this time. I was in boot camp. I know that now.

The journey with Jesus through the corridors of time were not “in” time/space continuum. Even though it would seem to me that happened years after my daughters were born and the fight with the occult happened. It is not linear time. So the power base for the occult and others the ashera poles were gone in Israel and their power was broken when my second daughter was born and she thrived instead of died.

CH 47 The Original Identity Theft-The regime deciding what to do with me-intruders in my house

My local church pastor found out the girls had told me to watch for the B I G S I G N. It was 9/11. They were right. I did not miss it. He caught them gloating at me in line for choir. H was furious with them. The pastor of the church threw me out of the church before the next Sunday Service saying the lady in charge of the meeting I went to decided who went and who stayed and I had not made a good impression on her. I was out. Get out. I left. Of course.

One night that week as I slept in my second floor master suite in my home, I awakened to the sound of someone getting into my house with a key. I was shocked. No one else had a key to my house that I knew of. I was shocked and paralyzed with fear. I did not breathe in case they could hear me. I did not get up out of my bed. I could not reach a phone to call 9/11. I was upstairs in my bed and they were downstairs talking about me like I was not there. They were deciding if they thought I could be “trained” or “brought around to their way of thinking”. They decided I would not turn. They decided I would not break. They knew where I was in the house. They knew I could hear them and was listening to them. They taunted me by starting to come up the half flight of stairs and then backing down them. One guy came upstairs and went into every room on the second floor but my bedroom. Apparently, they wanted me to know they could get to me any time they wanted. One of the intruders was a local policeman I had worked with. This was pure intimidation for intimidation sake.

In their deliberations, they decided not to go through with their plans that night. They would put it off a few weeks to see if I got smart. If not. They still had time to deal with me.

They did not waste time. At the end of October 2021 I was attacked. I should have died from the trauma. The doctors knitted me a new body. I have less than 9 feet of bowel left including large bowel, small bowel, and ileocecum. Every one normally has 29 feet.

I moved my central location back to Kansas City. The FBI I knew there came to my home to ask me more questions about what I knew about 9/11 and what was going on now. I answered each question thoroughly at length this time. The officers told me I was very detailed and very specific and there was no discrepancies or holes in my story. They believed I was telling the truth. I was then relocated to the east coast to be closer to the USCC Home office.

Before all that could happen, USCC, DC put me on paid leave and sent me to a psychiatrist for psychiatric evaluation to see if I could be a kook or volitle. I went to all their sessions and took all their tests. I PASSED WITH FLYING COLORS AND WAS RETURNED TO MY POST WITH USCC, DC ALL BACK PAY RESTORED. I say that with emphasis because the smear campaign ran on me was pretty thorough. It was a lot of vindication to be cleared and sent back to work with USCC same position back pay restored. But this did not clear up all the lies or stop the plethora of misinformation perpetrated on me. Those people do not give up and are too anxious to find something out about anybody that makes them as bad as they feel they are. This is all about them and it is all on them.

An important thing for you to notice now is that one of the police officials I had worked with in my official capacity and who had been involved with protecting me from harm inflicted on me was in that group who was in my house that night they came in with a key. The police members of the group intruding on me in my own home that night had been my friends.

Authors Note:

I have very recently in 2025 learned or been told by a pastor on the east coast that “they”, meaning himself and authorities, the powers that be in the new paradigm, have keys to every house in every town across the US. No matter if it is rented or owned by the ones living there. No one is exempt or has escaped.

The “system” was allowed to put a spin on the story about what happened to me that led to my extensive surgical reconstruction. According to the spin doctors, I had a bowel disease and that is why I had to have all that abdominal surgery. The surgeon who knitted me a new body said in his operation notes there was no inflammation in my bowel. The pathology labs on the bowl sections they took came back negative for parasites and negative for inflammatory bowel disease. I was not sick. I did not have a bowel disease and according to the actual tests and findings on my actual bowel, I NEVER HAD.

Since the system was allowed to spin the story USCC did not pay my medical bills and they did not pay me for my recovery time. I sent my written testimonies from the mechanics that repaired my cut steering panel and brake lines as proof I was targeted by groups of American right in my own town. USCC retaliated by sending me to a psychiatric evaluation. I passed the psychiatric test with flying colors. Easy. First time around. In fact the psychiatrist did not perform all the tests ordered by USCC because they were a waste of time. I was absolutely completely normal. I was normal then. I am even more normal now. Because I have understanding of more of the mechanisms that were targeting me and I understand more about why I am a target.

We war not with flesh and blood………

Ch 46 The Original Identity Theft-9/11 the next encounters.

I had other experiences with that church where I attended and sang in the choir and went to pizza with the two young girls. My local pastor found out the girls had told me to watch for the B I G S I G N. The pastor was furious with them. He caught them bloating with me before the second service the Sunday after 9/11. He shouted at the girls not to tell me anything about that. They were right. The attack on the trade towers is what they were referring to when they talked about the B I G sign that the whole world would see and no one would miss.

That choir practice, a more Senior woman in the alto section invited me to go to a meeting with her. I sat by her in choir. We carried on conversation so when she asked, I said I would be happy to go to a meeting with her. She was in charge of the distribution of funds for the local American Veterans Association. I bumped into a honorably discharged soldier living in a derelict building near down town homeless with checks for thousands of dollars in their pockets being taken advantage of by predators who promised to help the soldier if he signed over his check. I told her about the soldier and she had said she would take care of it. So I actually thought the meeting she was inviting me to had to do with Veterans somehow. She volunteered to pick me up for a ride to the meeting. I said yes. When we got there the room was empty. There was a stage up front but no chairs. I thought that was odd.

It turned out to be a party indoctrination location. The woman I counted as a friend and who invited me to come was the leader. She took her position up on the stage and asked me to join her. I did join her still thinking this had something to do with the VA and the soldier I gave her. I was wrong.

There were a few hundred who attended the meeting. They filed in one by one and took positions standing shoulder to shoulder in front of the stage. There were a few hundred who attended the meeting. She stood on stage and told about a person who was a “target”. No one in the room knew the person but they were all going to be the enemy of that person. My friend would say a sentence and the group repeated it back word for word to her in unison over and over until they got it. The sentences said the person was immoral. The target person used drugs. The target person drank heavily, smoked a lot and was mentally ill. Then my friend gave them sentences to cover each of those lies. The attendees in the room stood shoulder to shoulder packed in like sardines with empty zombie looks on their faces. They repeated each of the sentences over and over until all spoke with one voice. Then she made a gesture with her arm her index finger pointing to the door that signaled for them to go. To leave the room. And they did.

These participants in this meeting are American Citizens. Your neighbors. The ones sitting next to your in the pew at church. Your pastors. The call from the Secret Service was brief. The night of 9/11 President Bush made his speech about “the enemy within”. He coined the phrase for these subversive factions as “American Al-Qaida”. American Al-Qaida on our soil. Our own American Citizens. The media put a spin on it and accused Al Qaida in the middle east. The “American Al-Qaida” trained for war in the deep back woods in Arkansas. Home of our next US President.

I rode home with my friend after that indoctrination meeting scared for my life. I had no idea why she had chosen to invite me to the meeting. To what end? For what purpose? I was sure I was not who they thought I was. I did not want them to find out who I was until I got out of that car. It would not be in my favor for that group to know my involvement with 9/11. The woman who invited me pushed the issue. She asked specific questions about my religious beliefs and political stance. I told her the truth and had the balls to stand up to her. She was very angry saying I had led her on. I have no idea where she got that. I do not think she and I had ever talked about political agenda or faith. I had talked to her about the church and the choir and the veteran I met since she was the contact for the Veterans Administration in the area. That is all.

For a very long time I felt sorry for that woman targeted in the meeting. She was a wife, a mother, a teacher, and a leader in her church. The defamation campaign they waged against her destroyed her life. Her husband divorced her. She lost her children and could not teach anymore.

I now suspect I am the woman targeted in that meeting. Me. That is my story. That is what happened to me. It seems to me she had me stand at the front of the stage so the participant zombies would recognize me. I glibly stood there. She must have thought I was the dumbest human being ever to grace planet earth. Maybe I was. I had no idea the purpose for the meeting. I had no idea the purpose for having me attend. I had no idea why she had me stand next to her on stage as she said the sentences and the attendees repeated them verbatim. I did not repeat any of the sentences. I did not participate with her. It only began dawning on me after a decade or more as the things they said would happen to the unknown woman actually happened to me. I think it is possible I was the target all along.

Ch 41 The Original Identity Theft – the players in this final game as time ends

It is important for you to have the players in this final drama as time ends straight so you do not get caught up in a deception and carried off course. The ones called “Gods people” in the book of Revelation New Testament Christian Bible that CREATOR GOD allows to be defeated by the antichrist are “church” the ones who have taken the name of Jesus in vain. This phrase “take the name of Jesus in vain” does not mean saying the “GD” word or any other form of swearing or cursing or foul language. Taking the name of Jesus in vain is the act of having the form of godliness but denying the power there of. Taking on Christianity but denying Acts Chapter 2 or the power and influence of the Holy Spirit in our day. This can even be “blaspheming the Holy Spirit” which is the ONE unforgivable sin. Blaspheming the Holy Spirit is much more than verbiage spewed out of our mouths in a heated moment. Confessing with their mouth that Jesus is Lord when Jesus never knew them. They are ever learning and never able to come to the knowledge of the truth. They are fake. CREATOR GOD does allow the beast to defeat them. It is an empty victory for the beast because their defeat was planned from before the beginning of time. The ones defeated are empty any way.

The ones to go through the war and be defeated by the beast are “the flock created for destruction” talked about in Zechariah 11 when CREATOR GOD commands Zechariah to shepherd the flock doomed to destruction in a symbolic picture of our day today. If you are one among the flock created for destruction, do not worry about it. Go about your normal lives. Make the decisions you make. If you end up in that war you were created before time and chosen to be one defeated by the red dragon. This is the definition of predestination. Predestination is real and set by CREATOR GOD.

The rest of us still have a bunch of work to do so do not be upset at us if we do not mourn you too long. We will not have time. Revelation 13:10b says THIS IS WHEN GODS HOLY PEOPLE MUST PERSEVERE AND TRUST. The definition of “holy” is separate or hidden. We will be busy to exhaustion persevering and keeping faith.

To those of us called to remain past the defeat of “the holy ones”, the “called out ones”, the “church” it seems like their defeat is the end. The first beast hands over his power and authority to the second beast. This is the the new paradigm. This exchange of authority from the first beast to the second beast happened on the shore of the sea of glass in time/space time on the Second Sunday in September 2010. This is accomplished.

With that victory, the harlot church sits down by Lucifer and watches the next act of this drama as it unfolds. The power and dominion of the first beast and the second beast overlap in time/space. Both are on earth at the same time. They work like a tag-team in boxing. Both use the position of the red dragon as their power base. The second beast has two horns like a lamb but speaks like the dragon. It has all the authority of the first beast that just defeated “the holy people” or “holy ones”. The book of Revelation says the second beast exercises the authority in the presence of the first beast who is seated beside Satan at the sea of glass under the throne of CREATOR GOD.

Wow. Picture that. The first beast that came out of the sea of glass wages war on “the holy people”, the “church”, and defeats those who take up arms. To those who have ears to hear, hear now. The ones who “take up arms” are the flock doomed to destruction. This was done by CREATOR GOD before time began.

Overcomers do not take up arms. They overcome the beast by the word of their testimony. Faith and calm are their strength. They defeat Antichrist with a song……

Selah

Ch 38 The Original Identity Theft-The New World Order

These are very intense days for the sons of man living in time space on planet earth. It is the great transition. The paradigm shift. Nothing is the way it was. Nothing is as it seems. All things have become new under the regime of the new world order.

No wonder the second beast thinks he is pretty hot stuff. The soldiers of the new world order, the one world government, have organized globally in many different ways.

One of their organizations is “The Bilderbergers”. Please look them up. They are an arm or work of the ruling global banking cartels. Wachovia used to be one of their networking banks. Barclays Bank of England is one of the global networking banks for the new world order. Deutche Bank in Germany is a third bank of this global banking network for the new world order. The Swiss banks that only give you numbers and do not use names or any tracking programs are a good example. They Cayman Islands are a hub for the cartels of the second beast finance and the new world order. I am just naming a few.

The Illuminati is another ruling faction of the second beast, finance, and the new world order. The Illuminati are an ancient very private group. So private their existence is the topic of discussion and debate. I first heard about the Illuminati and the Bilderbergers when I was a small child sitting on the floor of my parent’s living room. My dad worked at a government contractor with the Department of Defense. The factory where he worked designed and built the nonnuclear components of nuclear bombs. Dad carried the highest government clearance allowed for a civilian because of his position with the contract his employer had with the department of defense. Dad would come home from work and rant and rave more than 60% of Congress were card carrying communists. I had no idea what any of it meant until much later after dad had already passed away. So I could not aske him about anything. But it was all about global dominance.

Global dominance is not new. The Egyptian Pharoah’s were worshipped as gods and dreamed of world dominance. Napoleon, Hitler, Genghis Khan, Bill Clinton, Nero, Constantine, George Bush, Barak Obama and many other historical figures wanted to rule the world. Now the position most coveted is tsar of the new world order, ruler of the entre world as leader of the one world government. At some point, this position will be assumed by the antichrist and his prophet.

The foundation for the new world order were laid in time space on earth by Constantine in the third century AD. It was always the plan of Satan for the first beast, organized religion, to come and set the stage for the real offensive against CREATOR GOD and then relinquish the power and authority and positions gained to be turned over to the second beast, finance, the global banking cartels, to carry out the final offensive and win the war for the rebellion.

Lucifer deciding he was God and could be GREATOR God better than Creator and assuming the identity and aspects of God the Father is what the New World Order is about. New God, New World, New Creation. CREATOR GOD spoke order out of void. Lucifers new world order is a counter fit, duplicate, fake, a copy. The new world order is much more than banking cartels and secret societies. CREATOR GOD began creating by NAMING EACH PART. Lucifers plan is to steal creation by stealing the identity CREATOR GOD gave each of us.

Identity Theft.

Identity theft continued throughout earth history. Sarai the wife of Abram was presented as his sister instead of his wife. Jacob took the birthright of Esau through trickery. Rebecca, their mother, helped Jacob deceive their father, Isaac, by sewing a sleve of lambs wool for Jacob to wear so Isaac would think he was Esau and give him the blessing. Esau had hair arms. Jacob was fair skinned.

Jesus of Nazarath is the only begotten son of God, born of womankind, He was crucified on a cross as a criminal. His identity was not only mistaken but maligned unto death. Now Lucifer has manifested false “christ’s” on earth. Many even give evidence to their claims they are the Christ in our day with signs and wonders. Jesus said, “Many will come in my name.” He was right, of course.

Mary Magdalene was the legally married wife of Jesus. She was carrying his child at the time of the crucifixion. The church had depicted her as a whore and demonized woman. There were many Mary’s around the second temple in Jerusalem when Jesus was on earth. Mary of Magdala that Jesus married was a seller of purple and the only woman allowed to teach men in the temple. That is where Jesus met Mary of Magdala. Jesus loved her because of her academic excellence and because she was his completion. After the crucifixion, Mary had to flee Jerusalem just like her mother in law, Mary the Mother of Jesus had to flee the troops of Herod. Mary was fleeing from the 11 remaining Apostles. Peter more than the others resented Mary Magdalene. Jesus Left Mary as the 12 Disciple to take the place of Judas Iscariot who betrayed him in her position as wife. Peter was even jealous Jesus would kiss Mary on the lips and only kiss the men on the cheek or the forehead as was the custom. The 12 disciples gave Jesus a great deal of grief with their bickering ad jealousies.

To protect Mary and the child, James and John the sons of Zebedee took Mary in a fishing boat to the south of France. Mary delivered her girl child and named her Sarah. This is well known in the South of France. There are shrines built to Mary Magdalene and to Sarah there in the South of France. This too is an identity theft.

Ch 37 Original Identity Theft-Revelation 18:11 Worlds business weeps over judgment on Babylon the Great Harlot

CREATOR GODS judgment is swift and complete. Revelation 18:8 says “Therefore her plagues will come in a single day—-death, sorrow and famine; she will be burned with fire, because Adonai Elohim, her judge is MIGHTY.

The Great Harlot Church has deceived the whole world into worshipping at its altars. CREATOR GOD calls her children out of her, the harlots lair, and brings judgment on Babylon the Great Harlot, Vatican City.

Revelation 18:11 says, “THE WORLD’S BUSINESSMEN WEEP AND MOURN OVER HER, BECAUSE NO ONE IS BUYING THEIR MERCHANDISE ANY MORE. STOCKS OF GOLD AND SILVER, GEMS, AND PEARLS, FINE LINEN AND PURPLE, SILK AND SCARLET, ALL RARE WOODS, ALL IVORY GOODS, ALL KINDS OF THINGS MADE WITH SCENTED WOOD, BRASS, IRON AND MARBLE, CINNAMON, CARDAMOM, INCENSE, MYRRH, FRANKINSENSE, WINE, OIL, FLOWER, GRAIN, CATTLE SHEEP, HORSES, CHARIOTS—-AND BODIES—– AND PEOPLES SOULS—–……..

Such great wealth in a single hour, ruined!

Rejoice over her, Heaven! Rejoice, People of GOD!

Emissaries and prophets!

For in judging her, GOD has vindicated YOU.

Revelation 18:23 B-24 says “For your businessmen were the most powerful on earth, all nations were deceived by your magic spell. In her (the great harlot Vatican City) was found the blood of the prophets and of GOD’s people, indeed, of all who have been slaughtered on earth!”

The apostle John testifies that all nations have drunk of the wine of CREATOR GOD’s fury caused by the whoring idolatry of Babylon the Great, Vatican City. Yes, the kings of the earth went whoring with her and after her. From her unrestrained love of Luxury the worlds businessmen (the merchants) have become lavishly rich.

It may be this is where some get the idea that “capitalism” is the great harlot and “Capitalists” are the “merchants” making The United States of America Babylon the Great. The city built for destruction and judged by CREATOR GOD.

That is not true. There is no place on planet earth where a center for capitalism sits on seven hills. Capitalism is not tolerated in every country and no one worships at altars in capitalism. Accusing Capitalism to be the great harlot Babylon the Great is a plot of antichrist, the second beast/finance, and Satan to deceive the masses and blind as many as can be blinded by their own choices to worship idols and love money from knowing what is the true harlot of Revelation and what in truth captures their souls.

These world class business merchants who have become rich call themselves “Christian”. They align themselves with the modern “Church”. They are the ground force marching army of the second beast, Finance. They are the new world order. They are the antichrist system. Like the second beast, they appear to be good, Christians, Church going people, pillars of their synagogues. In everything they do they have the appearance and likeness of a True Son of CREATOR GOD. They are not. Inside they are ravenous wolves. They are the insatiable hunger spoken of the the ancient prophets in Israel. Their sword is never satiated. They are the soldiers of the second beast the red dragon, Satan, calls to come up out of the sea of glass.

We who are on earth during this event are greatly loved and greatly honored among humankind to be chosen to be alive at this point in history. We have just seen the paradigm shift between the first beast, which is organized religion Church, and the second beast which is the global banking cartels. The shift actually happened on earth and in the Heavenlies on the morning of the Second Sunday of November 2009. The church age is over. The first beast has relinquished its power to the second beast and sat down by Satan on the shores of the seal of glass to watch the plans of the second beast unfold, plans to rule the world and take over creation and CREATOR GODs position.