Wake up. Wake up! Hey! WAKE UP!!

Huh! Oh yes, I hear you. What time is it? “No, wrong question. You need to ask, “What year is it? and “What happened while I was asleep.” Me a person who claims to have chronic insomnia or a biological clock operating on Universal Time ( UTC ) because I normally work late and tend to sleep late. However, sleep seems to be a normal part of life for all creatures, for me it has become a lethal state of being.

“Lethal state of being!? How can you say such a ridiculous thing?” Well let's say that you're in a little row boat on a peaceful river on a beautiful sunny day just enjoying the warm peace. The circumambient peace lulls you off to a sleepy little nap as you s erenely drift along. While you nap, beautiful dragonflies hover over your head for a moment as if in query then dart off towards the reeds beside the river. Your sleep is deep under the summer sun and you didn't hear the dry little flutter of the dragonflies nor do you hear the distant roar of an enormous water fall in the river far ahead. The sound began below the threshold of hearing and grew gradually louder as your boat drifts towards the edge. Is sleep lethal?

Taking this example it's easy to see how something natural like sleep can make you vulnerable to dangerous things. People use alarm clocks to jar their ear drums to bring their wandering souls back to the place where they left it in peace. But if we sleep, we leave death to shut down or link to this world by two critical ways. One is being away from sensory awareness that communicates danger and two is being unable to ask for help from the place your body remains.

As I'm about to describe, I'm involved in a battle against unseen forces. Some one will say, “Yep. Okay. This guy is off his rocker.” However, if I say I'm on the south shore of a small subtropical island that is frequented by typhoons and notice my barometer is reading rapidly decreasing air pressure as skies grow dark; I know well that in a short time there will be buildings and trees being ripped down. “How will they be ripped down?” Well naturally by an unseen force call high winds. Everyone would recognize that wind is one of many unseen forces that can help or harm. But is this the force against which I battle? With an emphatic No I can tell you that what is going one is very serious as I get closer to the hiding place of a fearfully powerful dark force.

Today began just like the boat on a river but wound up leaving me just at the edge of a roaring water fall that I had no power to paddle against to stop my plummet down a 500 foot drop to oblivion. As I said, there are two things we are cut off from by sleep, sensory awareness and the ability to call for help. I woke in a powerless state but called out to my Father to help me. I heard my voice drowned out by the roar of the falls and actually had no power to stay awake even though it was a perilous situation. There at the edge of the falls, I stopped my paddling and didn't resist sleep. As the boat neared the edge I went off to sleep in my drifting boat. I lay there expecting to feel that weightless moment in the mist but it never came. I found that my boat had stopped moving and there was no way to sleep. I got up and pushed off to the shore near by and got out to find a bite to eat.

Admittedly stated as a metaphor, but in this case it is necessary. I'm involved in a battle against forces with evil power and intent. The criticality of death in the fore going story is very real. It is necessary to convey the urgency and wake up call to the world because many others do not wake up and are actually taken over a waterfall they do not recover from.

I was prepared for this serious battle after eleven years of preparation in an ancient culture with connections running back further than the forces I struggle with. I have wasted precious time ranting about a country and the wrongs I see. I have been misled by my focus. Though I have repeatedly published shocking details regarding the misconduct of a country and what it has done, this action is wrong, A situation is never cured by cursing the darkness. As many educated people will recognize, the darkness isn't over come by hours of cursing but rather by lighting that one proverbial candle and looking directly into its light until you and the world are one with that light.

Evil dies once exposed and I mean exposed to the Light. I was born into a family that was always on the move, making human friendships difficult to experience. However, children are not born with a natural need for peer friendship as if it were mother's milk. Humans are born with a need for parental care and love. By a miracle, I found the care and love I needed while exploring the deserts and wildernesses with my earthly father. Though he was a man required to come and go from my life by forces I had no power to control, life experience was like one being weaned from depending upon a physical being to pick him up each time he fell.

Yes, I will say that I have been uniquely blessed as the circumstances of my life helped me develop an essential relationship with my father whose love of nature gently handed me over to the Love of my Father as He would use a less than perfect earthly father, much as a surgeon uses gloves to gently picks up a new born baby with surgical gloves, Yes, my earthly father acted much like a physical veil over my real Father by which I could feel His touch of love while camping and fishing. All the time, my dad was simply being used a channel so I could come to know my real Father at an early age.

I can't deny that puberty was not easy. However, by the time I made it to puberty, I had developed into somewhat of a loner, nerdy kid interest in science and controlling powers in nature. I recall times in the basement of our family house where I would do experiments to explore simple things like electricity and heat. Now when I look back on it I understand that at the age of twelve and thirteen I was playing with plasma physics. Plasma has been stated to be the fourth state of matter where liquids, gases and solids are the other three. The time I spent playing with plasma didn't come without its pain. I “vividly” recall the moment I connected a 20, 000 volt flyback transformer to a butane blow torch to discover that the usual three inch arch of electricity that I could create off the flyback transformer could be made to travel 2 ? 3 feet long. I say I “vividly” remember this because by accident my body became part of that arc of 20, 000 c volts which burned a nice hole in my hand and arm.

So during my upbringing I was used to being alone with my Father to learn of His world. But as I grew up, He told me that I should not make things He teaches me or shows me more important than Himself. Naturally, my future was fraught with issues associated with making the knowledge of my Father's world more important than my Father Himself. Later I would learn that there was a word for this in English called idolatry. As a matter of fact, my isolation was discouraged by my Father as He opened my eyes to the most important things I was put in this world to do. What was my Father's most urgent request? It was to love Him with all my mind, heart soul and strength and then the tougher issue, to love my neighbor as I loved myself. Many times in life, by making other things more important than my Father, I lost self love and with it the capacity to love others properly.

The most devastating thing I discovered was how evil by nuns. He told me about his church and showed me many icons and other religious stuff that he said were part of his church. What he did to and before these icons I will never say because it was so perverted that I could not grasp what it meant until later life. What did I learn from my friend? I learned to hate anything to do with his church and all he talked about. Consequently, I developed an early dislike for church brand Christianity.

So this early exposure to Christian apostasy would become the major brick between my childhood relationship with my Father and the introduction to Christian religion with all it hypocrisy, deceit and fraud. My knowledge of science led me away into the occult, and the experiences with the Catholic Church found in New England would reveal itself to be nothing more than the garb that Satan wore to try and deceive not only me but the world. My first girl friend was Catholic. The first man I knew to help me with efforts to tend to the needs of Korean children of a Protestant Baptist church has now fostered a family that has children who speak of sleeping over their girl friend's home, and an eldest son who works as a missionary who had no response to the question put to me by recent Muslims I have spoken to. The question came after my Muslim friends said that their children must maintain their purity as virgins if the ever hope to marry.

As I thought about this, I remembered that the Christian Bible says the same thing. As a matter of fact, the issue of moral purity was spoken of with greater seriousness than was murder. I needed to feel I could boast of the many chased and pure Christian children in America, I put the question to this missionary son of the friend who had told me he had “come out of the Catholic church and had been truly converted by the power of God my Father through the Holy Spirit.” It has been so apply stated by the Bible that people can know a tree by the fruits it produces. I first told this missionary now in his mid twenties that like him, I had been speaking with Muslims who have very pure children. I knew of his large family of I believe seven children, and hoped to boast of their purity to the Muslims. When I asked him how many of his father's large family had never slept with a member of the opposite sex, the small conversation we were having suddenly ended. All that appeared after that was an acquaintance who said, “Oh Boy!” to this missionary son. I don't know what “Oh Boy” connotates but with the continued silence, it doesn't give me anything to say to my Muslim friends.

Proned to get off course. I was speaking about a battle in the midst of a world of powerful benevolent and malevolent being or simply I'm in a battle among powerful angels and demons. So where does the light need to shine? From what I can see, I can only point to a demon haunted church. All my life I can only remember a very few churches where I ever experienced the vital power of my Father's Holy Spirit. Even though I have heard of terrorist issues in the United States, and I have discovered far more serious evidence for acts of terrorism done in other countries by the United States, the problem is NOT what the United States has done or not done but what Christians, and I mean the genuine article not the oh so obvious false Christians who are the very center of the problem for anything the U.S. may or may not be involved with. It's people who claim to believe as I do and have the same Father as I, that are the reason this world is being taken by storm by a powerful demonic armada.

With my tiny scientific back ground aided with basic observations, the main antagonists are still coming with shadowy association to the Catholic church and the common denominator with the men I know is, they all have women in the form of wives who are at the helm for Satan while their husbands are the rudder for the ship.

I get few if any responses to this web page but do know that officials with the US government have cited its contents. I have no idea who reads any of what I post, but I would judge by the number of hits verses responses, there may be a bunch of people who check this page hoping to see no changes, as this web page and my life have a close connection. Yes, what I mean by this is that it “feels' like most people hope for my death by the silence of the postings. I don't know what they are waiting for because I have died many times but something like a friend named Lazareth, when the Son of Man is here it's tough to keep the lid on a grave.

The greatest challenge for me is realizing that I'm in a battle not unlike a science fiction movie I saw long ago. In the movie a spacecraft with galactic explorers from earth was dispatched to rescues a scientist and daughter from a distant mysterious planet. They received a message with a warning not to land on the planet which had been sent by the reclusive scientist.

Not giving heed to the warning, the earth ship landed. The scientist met the arriving spacecraft repeating his warning of the danger of being on the planet. What happens is the scientist tries to explain that a civilization of advanced aliens once lived on the planet in physical form. Showing the men from earth the ancient remains of a civilization, it was very clear that these aliens were far more advanced thousands of years ago judging from the ancient artifacts far more advanced than the technology that brought the people from earth to rescue.

The aliens left behind advanced artifacts having evolved to a higher state of being that was no longer confined to the limits of their physical bodies. The story draws to an end with mysterious attacks happening to the men from earth. No matter how these men were being killed, the rescue team could never catch what was responsible. Finally they set up a security fence around the spacecraft and stood watch. Late at night the watchman detected something approaching the ship but was not able to see it as it came closer. Finally whatever it was touched the energy fence around the spacecraft setting off alarms. Men with ray guns went to shoot what was touching the fence, setting off alarms. They all gathered lifting their ray guns but there was nothing seen. Again the alarms went off as the energy field of the fence was disturbed. The men could only notice some electrical sparks from the fence as if something were touching it but they could see nothing but the sparks. The commander told his men to aim their ray guns at the area just above where the sparks were seen and to fire. The men protested saying. "But commander there is nothing their.". The commander yelled, "I said fire!". The men opened fire at thin air and suddenly the energy beams from their guns hit something. As they saw the energy from their ray guns spreading out like water hitting a rock, the power from their ray guns along with the energy from the fence made visible a huge creature with gruesome features.

The creature could only be seen in the beams from the ray guns. With long tentacles this creature raged in vicious anger. One brave but foolish crewman ran up to fire with full force at the creature outlined in the energy field. Within the spray of energy from ray guns the creature was not stopped but only made visible. As the brave crewman stood in front of the creature firing his beam rifle, one of the flailing tentacles reached down and twisted around the crewman lifting him into the air as he screamed in agony; in those moments it could be seen that the victim was levitating off the ground for no apparent reason then the energy would flow more fully around the creature showing that its victim was being lifted and crushed by one of its tentacles

The commander said to his second lieutenant, "No wonder we were not able to catch this creature, it's invisible.

Why recall scenes from an old movie? What does such a movie have to do with real life? I mention this because as with most movies, there must be some issue related to real life that an audience can relate to, in order to make it interesting. It mentioned in this writing as it accurately describes my life experience since arrival in America .

As mentioned, I've been in a battle field but it's one inhabited by creatures like the one described above. The battle is in a world of invisible beings and creatures all involved in a battle over the invisible souls of people who are confined to physical bodies.

The grossly unfortunate thing about the victims of this battle is their juvenile belief in only what is visible. A nation of people who will not admit to their vulnerabilities before a host of malevolent beings can only offer their society to these beings who consume, possess and control of human souls. So where am I in this battle? I'm protected by the power that fights against this evil and is also the Creator of the diabolical as well as the divine. Once again, it's my Father as He involves me as a physical connection between His invisible powers trying to get souls of his church to wake up and do battle in prayer. This battle will have an ultimate culmination when the evil will be separated from the good. Each being immortal, will be sent to the two eternal realms which emulate their evil or good character forever.   

The good will go to a world not bound by space and time but is the perfect reflection of all that is good and being over all realms, is visible to those bound to the eternal world that reflects and embodies all that is darkness, death, pain and suffering. Those who wind up there will learn what unanswered prayer is as they pray for a death that ends their suffering but never comes. Like a forgotten nightmare, those who go one to the world of eternal light will not remember any of the pain or evil. However, what makes hell a terrible experience is not just the conditions there but the ability to eternally see what they could have had if they had sought to be one with He who created all being seen in the world of nature so clearly. It's the reason I “need” to live wit nature not watch it on a screen or just see it in pictures. Cities seem to be the effort of women to develop a heaven on earth through continued reproduction by husbands. These husbands build larger and higher buildings in proportion to their wives towering concrete dreams which serve to house their off spring. Many of these women find easy income by simply walking the dark side walks of such places at night.

All my errors are revealed by my inordinate waste of time trying to recount, list, and expose all the sins of America . This accounting has been a trap I fell for. America is not the problem; it's the people of the American or more accurately the “western” church. The people who meet in buildings separated from their lives do so at the bidding of demons wishes to ensure that the teaching and power of God never goes beyond the building into a hurting world to help bare its injuries as this world folds under Satanic attack.

The church is defined as the people who have been reborn not by human power but by the power of God's Holy Spirit and live in the world but are not of the world. The mind of God never intended for His Church, His collection of believers to build buildings by which to compartmentalize their lives apart from the world. His heart breaks for the people lost in this world, yet the people who claim to be His stir up His anger. How can a God of Love become angry? What would you think if the leader of a Baptist Church came to you and boasted that he had the power to summons American Army Military helicopters just by a phone call? How can he make this boast? He can do so because he was once a trusted governing official of his country in Central America . He was offered a good sum of money, American citizenship, support and protection. Does this not sound nice? What did he have to do to garner such a rich prize from this powerful country? All this church leader had to do was to turn over his loyal followers who were completely unarmed to the U.S. Army command in Central America . Nice trade off; it seems very mush like the actions of Judas but multiplied by thousands. These are the kind of people who seek to cover their evil by taking on the position of a holy church leaders.

Then there are foreign church leaders looking to climb up the pole of American success and acceptance by tearing down and denouncing their own country, saying, “My country is primitive and needs to be assimilated by the United States .” Before this foreign church leader was another one who said in his native tongue, “All Americans are lazy slothful people who live with a serve me attitude.” No matter how people like my self see this country, it is NOT the place of God's people to judge people outside the church.

The church in the west is left with people possessed with a host of unseen beings making impotent a body of people meant to be the salt and light of a countries conscience. Above I mention what I learned about the Catholic church as a child. Now many years later after living with people empowered by God's Holy Spirit in an Asian country, I have found a real church but it does not talk about religion or God. Rather, this church simply lives out everything that is written in the Bible, or in other words, they preach by action and example not by words and books. From life inthe real church for eleven years I have returned to the west to find a haunted church.

Pastors of whom I have asked, “Tell me your testimony regarding how you came to be reborn in the Spirit?” to have this immensely over weight man who can't even look down and see his shoes simply say, “Well I have always been a Christian because I was born in a Christian family.” Hearing this made me want to throw up. To think he was the leader of a huge church in that location was shocking.  

I have been to churches totally controlled and presided over by women contrary to Bible teachings . As a matter of fact, it appears that most churches are vicariously controlled by the women who attend.

I have witnessed pastors and congregations praising and offering laud and honor as well as prayers that they supposedly believe are heard by a God of Love. Who are the people of the church celebrating and supporting? Well it's for all of the members of their church who are soldiers and pilots being sent to kill people that God established His church to die for. Why is the condition of the United States so horrible? With so called Christian churches backing and supporting contract killing, it any wonder that the power of a God of Love is absent?

Then there are Christian women who emphasize the tithe or the giving of money in a church for the work of supporting the work of dedicated church leaders. This giving is supposed me be done in such a way that your left hand doesn't know what your right hand is doing; or in very simple words, “In secret.” However, churches from coast to coast make giving a tax write off that parishioners can deduct and reclaim from the government. So think for a moment, The tithe received by the church is repaid to the giver making the giver the recipient of nothing for the government paid their tithe debt.    

I have attuned a church that claimed to be the real genuine item spoken of in the Bible. This church is supposed to be praying for and laying down their lives to see love God come to earth. Yet after many business meetings that were more frequent than real prayer for revival, that church was spending month upon month destroying other churches and denouncing the pastors as heretical in their teaching. Later, going to the church they denounced, I found the only pastor I have ever met with God's Spirit actually alive and well. How is it possible? It is possible because he had been crucified by his church members as well as leaders and members of another church which names the name of God.

I am aware that the Bible specifically the epistles were written to address problems in the Church but they were problems in the church rather than the church being a problem for a nation.
 
The stories of little children are hard to write off as cleverly conceived lies or deceit. Little children have reported to me serious issues that the church should be acting on to protect. What the little children say are reports of symptoms associated with a church that may as well be haunted. I live with the hopes I have read in the Bible which say that the Lord has reserved a small number that have not kissed Baal . I hope to meet just one very soon.

I recall being in one church where some woman controlled by an evil spirit got up and spoke some kind of fortune telling message to me, it was a very creepy and dark event. I sense more evil coming from places like that than I do from the drug users who frequent a purveyors of accouterments for their habit. For this reason the obvious symptoms of the above mentioned battle is most intensely seen in the west.

In America , is there a focal point for the forces of evil? Certainly, there is. I believe that every country has a group, system or organization that serves to stop evil and promote good. In the west, the focal point of attack is at the bull's eye of God's church. God gave His people over to captivity by Babylon who served false gods. My battle as stated, has been against powers and evil principalities associated with a church that is more like a coven of witches than an arm of God.

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