"But, my Lord, we do
live in a concrete world, where people deal with the tangible."
"Yes, My Child, but
this very world, this concrete world is full of illusion."
"My Lord, I know it
is, but is this not the inherent nature of this very world?"- Linda
"It is, My Child, but
this very thing, this concrete nature, this state of illusion, is a trap from
which all must emerge to be free. For, what appears real is not real and what
seems like fantasy may very well be real." – Master Jesus
From Book VIII, Chapter Twenty-one
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"The World of Illusion"
May 05, 2003
"My Beloved Child, I am your Master Jesus, yea
Lord of Earth and heir apparent. My Little One, do you see the old,
rotten tree stump before you?"
"Yes, my Lord."
"And, if you break a piece off and put it
to your nose, can you tell what kind of tree it is?"
"My Lord, I will break a piece off and I
will see if I can determine what kind of tree this is." I go to the stump
and seeing a small section, which appears more fragile than the rest, I tug at
it and a small piece splinters off. Straightaway, I see the resin in the wood
and as I put it to my nose, I know that this tree stump is a remnant of a pine
tree. "My Lord, this is a pine tree stump."
"My Little One, come hither."
"Yes, My Lord."
"My Child, take the splinter and break it
into two pieces." So, I take the splinter and break it into two pieces.
"My Child, take each piece and break each
piece again. What have you now?"
"My Lord, I have four pieces."
"And, likewise, My Child, break the pieces
again."
"Yes, my Lord." And, I now have eight
pieces.
"Can you break them again?"
"Not with my hands; for the pieces are too
small."
"But, with a tool, you could further break
them?"
"Yes, my Lord; but I do not have a tool to
use."
"Yes, my Child, this is so, but if you did,
you could break each piece into many smaller ones, but even so, would you have
the smallest unit?"
"No, my Lord; for the smallest unit is
submicroscopic and cannot be measured by normal means."
"And, truly My Child, even then one cannot
get at the smallest unit, which by Earth sciences has not been
discovered."
"My Lord, You have a reason for telling me
these things and I do not understand what this is."
"My Little One, you thought you were
looking at a tree stump. Right?"
"Yes, my Lord."
"But as you went along, you realized that this
tree stump, this visible object, is only a manifestation of that, which is
invisible."
"Yes, my Lord, but why are You telling me
this?"
"My Little One, it is a natural tendency
for all to focus on what is visible and to believe that this is the reality of
all that is. But, in truth, the reality of all that is, is invisible to the
human eye."
"My Lord, You are speaking of the visible
world of illusion in which we live."
"I am."
"But, my Lord, we do live in a concrete world, where people deal
with the tangible."
"Yes, My Child, but this very world, this concrete world is full of
illusion."
"My Lord, I know it is, but is this not the inherent nature of this
very world?"
"It is, My Child, but this very thing, this concrete nature, this
state of illusion, is a trap from which all must emerge to be free. For, what
appears real is not real and what seems like fantasy may very well be
real."
"Yes, my Lord, this is so, and the evil
ones, being very aware of this, have sought to keep all human beings as
prisoners to this dark system of illusion. And, my Lord, the illusions get
greater . The lies get more grandiose and more and more fall to them. My Lord,
my heart is deeply troubled. I cannot think of these things without weeping my
heart out. My soul is full of anguish and sorrow and my heart aches for the
lost. Oh, my Lord, I am so deeply troubled; for the world is suffocating
beneath lies and illusion and the people are lapping up these lies, like a
bunch of lapdogs. My Lord, I am so burdened by what is going on and my soul is
so full of sorrow that I cannot make it from minute to minute, save You help
me, for these burdens are so great.
My Lord, my Lord, how, how, how, how can people
be so deceived about this Satanic government in Washington DC ?
How, my Lord, how can they ‘support’ our troops on these murderous rampages? My
Lord, how, how, how, how can they turn their eyes, their hearts, and their
minds away from the bloody murders of women and children? How, my Lord, how? I
am literally sickened by this, my Lord. We have thousands upon thousands of
troops, young men and women, who are over there with the microchip in the
forehead and in the right hand. They are mind-controlled robots, who are
killing machines, and people are cheering this on. They are praying for this.
My Lord, I am utterly disgusted. I am ashamed and full of sorrow. A deep sense
of foreboding and tragedy grips my soul. My Lord, these soldiers have taken the
"mark of the
beast" and they have willingly taken this
"mark." We are looking at the beginning of a war, which is intended
to usher in the antichrist and people are cheering it on, behaving and
responding just as they are told to behave and respond through TV and they do
not have a clue. Oh, My Lord, how my heart weeps! I am utterly devastated by
what I am seeing."
"My Child, they are ripe for the
plucking."
"My Lord, what do You mean exactly?"
"My Child, I mean that they, themselves, are ready for the ‘mark.’
They, themselves, are ready for the guillotines. They, themselves, are ready
for the concentration camps. For, I tell you, My Child, when the time comes for
them to receive of these things, most will buy the illusion, just as these
troops have bought it when they willingly took the ‘mark of the beast.’ My
Child, the whole world is ripe for the picking and this is why this evil is
accelerating. But, even so, My Child, all these things and more must come to
pass before My return."
"Yes, my Lord, the ‘mark of the beast’ is
being implanted and no one has been ‘raptured’ out. But, the early-out-rapture-crowd
would probably not accept that our own troops have willingly taken this ‘mark;’
for it would be inconsistent with their illusions."
"My Child, these, who see and hear, are few
and the chasm between those, who love Me and who love truth and those, who love
illusion, is becoming deeper and wider all the time. Be of good cheer, My
Child, for the redemption of the Pure of Heart draws nigh. I am Jesus and all
is given in accord with the will of Jehovah, the Most High."
As witnessed, dictated and recorded this 30th day of April, 2003,
Linda Newkirk
Linda Newkirk
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