smoking is population control
Communism, making
everybody equal through war and ruling
the world was the goal of Pope John Paul II just as Russians and Syrians plan
too.
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SECOND VISION REGARDING POPE JOHN PAUL II
July
1, 1997
In a vision, I went to the top of a huge,
radiant, golden-white mountain with The Spirit of God,
The Spirit of Truth, sent by Our Lord, Jesus. The Mountain was situated
well above all activity on Earth, and I was aware that from this vantage point,
I could see whatever might be going on down below on The Earth.
The Holy Spirit said, "Look down
there."
I looked far down, and my attention was directed
to The Vatican. There, I could see that The
Vatican was flying its flag at half-mast.
"Who died?" I said.
"Go in and see," The Holy Spirit said.
I opened the heavy doors in front and went into
a large building. Inside the building, it was completely dark, except for the
whites of dark eyes, which seemed to fasten on me and follow my every movement.
I saw these eyes in every corner, from every part of the hallway, from the
ceiling and from the floors. As I looked at the floor, I saw slithering, black
snakes as they scattered in all directions.
I slipped on something, and almost fell.
"My Lord, Jesus," I said, "guide me through this, for this is
one dark, wicked mess."
Jesus spoke to me through His Spirit saying,
"Child, I am with you always. I in you, and you in Me."
I looked back to see what I had slid on, and it
was a banana peel with rows of tiny mirrors. I instinctively knew that the peel
had been put there to make me slip, and the mirrors were there to watch my
every step. The mirrors sent signals up to a large balcony. I looked up to see
two thugs dressed in black on the balcony waiting with a snare. They were
hoping to catch me and hang me in their noose.
"My Lord," I said, "Look at
that!"
I felt The Holy Spirit coursing through me and I
blurted out, "Hashi, Shiya, Hafta!" This was translated to me by The
Holy Spirit: "You hang on your own snare!" Then, I saw the thugs
snatched up. Right then and there, they hung together from the balcony on their
own snare. Soon, they took their last breath and died.
I traveled on with The Spirit of God as my pure
friend and companion to an open area. The area was a round, tiled foyer of
sorts, with a stained glass dome overhead, affording light from above to the
area. I saw something fall from above and hit the tile. It was a small bottle
cap like that of a carbonated drink bottle. The cap was bent on one side, as if
an instrument had pried it off the bottle, leaving a turned-up corner. I picked
up the bottle cap and looked on the top of it. On the inside of the cap was a
small round piece of cork, which apparently had been used as a sealant. I took
my fingernail and lifted the cork from the cap.
Something came pouring out from beneath the
cork. There were many pictures connected one to another by plastic holders.
These plastic holders reminded me of the ones used to hold pictures in a
wallet, and were about the same size. The long line unfolded like an accordion,
and fell from my chest area all the way to the floor. It kept unrolling all the
way down the hall and into The Square outside where it finally stopped by a
brick wall.
Someone climbed out of the last plastic picture
holder. He wore cowboy boots and saddle pants with jeans. I followed his feet
as he climbed a ladder by the wall. He kept climbing up the ladder until he
stood on the wall. "Who is this man," I said.
Then, I saw him pull off his cowboy hat. He
stood there on The Great Wall of China waving his hat back and forth and
smiling. It was Bill Clinton.
Someone from the Secret Service ran up to Mr.
Clinton, and said, "Mr. Clinton, you must come down from there. We’ve had
a bad explosion, Sir. America
is burning. The United
States has been bombed, Sir."
"By whom?" The president said.
"We do not know, Sir. Our towers aren’t
functioning. We can’t track it. We can only tell that we’re surrounded,
Sir."
There was not another word, and the picture
faded. I said to The Holy Spirit, "Is there more?"
"Yes, The Spirit said. "Look at
this."
I realized that I was still standing in the
foyer, and my eyes fell on a picture just in front of me. It was the first
picture in the sequence, and when I picked it up I saw that it was a picture of
a pig. He stood in front of a black and white wood-burning stove wearing a
white apron and holding a black frying pan. He was cooking link sausage one at
a time in the pan; and he held a plate of hot biscuits, which he placed in the
warmer above the stove. Now and then, he would toss the sausage into the air.
He was cooking his last one when the stove caught fire from the grease dripping
onto the stove.
Then, the pig caught fire. His apron was
burning. His flesh was burning. The kitchen caught fire, and the house burned
down. The Pig managed to escape, but it was not the pig, which I saw emerge
from beneath the flames, but a man, who looked like Clint Eastwood.
"Clint Eastwood!" I said.
The Holy Spirit said, "Yes, Clint
Eastwood."
"Why?" I asked.
The Holy Spirit said, "Would he not make a
good Marlboro Man?"
I said, "I don’t know."
"Well, they think so," The Holy Spirit
said.
Then I saw the Clint Eastwood look-a-like going
through fields of rice patties in The Orient, giving away cigarettes to little
children. They were smoking them, their eyes running with tears. These children
grew up into adults, wearing black, and dying early of lung cancer.
I said to The Holy Spirit, "Why are you
showing me this to me now?"
And, The Holy Spirit said, "Look!"
Then, I saw four dark railroad ties situated to
form an entranceway into a dark tunnel. The tunnel traveled far into The Earth.
The Holy Spirit said, "Get into the
railroad car."
I said, "But, it has no power."
"But, you have me."
So, I climbed into the car and took off through
many mountains at high speeds to the end of the tunnel, where it came out at
the edge of a lake.
"That tunnel," I said to The Holy
Spirit, "where did it begin?"
"Saint
John’s Lake
"Where did it end?"
"At The Lake of Our Lady
"I don’t understand," I said.
"You have a man-made tunnel connecting Saint John’s Lake
in the Soviet Union with Our Lady’s lake in Rome ."
"Why is this?"
"They are one and the same," The Holy
Spirit said.
"What are these lakes?"
"They are fed from the same spring,"
The Holy Spirit said.
"What spring?"
"The Spring of the Equinoxes," The
Holy Spirit said.
"The equal days and nights spring?"
"That’s right," The Holy Spirit said.
"I don’t understand this."
"My Child, go back and look at the label on
the train."
I did. The label said, "I kill women and
children."
"I still don’t understand," I said.
"My child, those leaders connecting these
two shall try to make the days and nights equal, the blacks and whites, the
rich and poor, equal in all ways through communism. These springs feed these
lakes in The Soviet Union and The Vatican, Child. The train going through the
cave connecting the two will kill women and children."
"Why women and children?" I asked.
"To control population," The Holy
Spirit said.
"Why will these leaders not kill men?"
"Men are needed more for war and
labor."
"Yea, but why Marlboro?"
"It is systematic now in China for population
control."
"But, why Clint Eastwood? Is this
real?"
"It is," The Holy Spirit said.
"So, we go from a pig, to one, who looks
like Clint Eastwood, to killing in China , to making people equal, to
killing women and children. What does it all mean"
"See the Vatican
burning?" The Holy Spirit said.
"Yes," I said.
"See the Pope dead?"
"Yes."
"See Russia laid to waste?"
"Yes."
"See major infanticide and killing of huge
numbers of women worldwide?"
"Yes," I said.
"Child, these are beautiful lakes on the
surface and the pig is fat and fun on the outer. The pork is fat, but the fat
burns, My Child, and all, who partake of the fat die in the fire."
"What is this fat?"
"This fat, My Child, is the taking of
innocent life by any means. All shall die a horrible death in the fire,"
The Holy Spirit said, "but, the ring leaders shall never leave the
fire."
"You said ‘never’," I said.
"Look at the Lake of Fire
"No," I said.
"Then, ‘tis so. This is the fate of The Pope, who is raising
The Soviet Union to bring you down. He wishes
to make you all equal through war. He plans to rule the world, but he is a
fool. Russia
"This is a lengthy procession," I
said. "And, all those pictures in this long line give a piece of the
puzzle?"
"They do," The Spirit of God said.
"And, will you open them up to me? " I
asked.
"I will," Jesus said through His
Spirit.
"Then, break the seal and let them
roll," I said. "By the power and blood of Jesus!"
From henceforth, I will make a statement at the
end of each vision: as witnessed, dictated and recorded. This means witnessed
and recorded by me, Linda Newkirk, and dictated by Our Lord Jesus, who is one
with Jehovah. The above vision was witnessed, dictated and recorded on July 01,
1997.
Linda Newkirk
Linda Newkirk
I was in the super market in the week of the 7th
of October 1997 and picked up The Weekly World News tabloid. When I opened it
up, cold chills ran up and down my spine. Near the front of the magazine was a
picture of a Chinese youth with his mouth brimming full of lighted cigarettes.
There must have been 100 plus cigarettes in his mouth! The article went on to
describe how Chinese children are smoking themselves to death. Many promising
students are dying from nicotine poisoning as these kids bid to see who can
smoke the most cigarettes. According to the article, businessmen sponsor these
smoking contests. The Chinese Government is described as "concerned."
The Chinese Government is not concerned, as The Spirit of God has spoken differently.
The Chinese Government is not concerned, as The Spirit of God has spoken differently.
Linda Newkirk
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