Back to Door Five

"My Lord, I was so aware of this when a string of tornadoes hit this state back in 1997. Over and over the media told of homes, which were totally devastated and all carried away, save one or two people hiding in a closet and praying. Even my own son told of hiding beneath a house and seeing a tornado bearing down on them. He said that he looked up to see two angels standing over them; and in the very last moment the tornado split into two tornadoes and went along either side of the house, never touching them or the house they were hiding beneath." - Linda

Chapter 20

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Back to Door Five

"Precious Child, I am your Master Jesus, and I am full of love for you, My Little One. Daily, you struggle with the weight of the world and with great anticipation for what comes. My Child, you can do little about the wheel, which is set in motion. Even now, you see your government dealing with the Palestinians and with the evil hoards in the Mid-East. Child, double-dealing and backstabbing policies have reached new heights under Bill Clinton as he continues to prostitute himself before Lucifer for a few crumbs. Child, he shall never be taken for anything more than a pawn by those of the Old World power scene. He is a whipping boy, whose days of power, will soon be over."

"My Child, others of great light have prayed for your spiritual welfare and their prayers shall be answered. You shall be healed soon. You are thinking of the Nazarene document; but know that it is only partially true. The task for all concerned is to tell what is true and what is a lie. Yet, many will jump on it and determine that all is true. This shall lead many astray. Understand, My Child?"

"Oh, yes, my Lord, I understand how Lucifer manipulates and how inept people are. Help us, my Precious Lord, that we do not get lost in the darkness."

"Child, print as I have just said on this week’s message."

"Yes, My Lord."

"Now, My Little One, I have brought you once more to the top of My Mountain."

"Yes, my Lord, and it looks as if I am surrounded by a glass structure."

"Oh, this is not glass, My Child, but My great hedge."

"But, I have never seen this before."

"Nay, but Child, you need this now more than ever; and it is My gift of protection to you."

"My Lord, please, will you give it to my husband and place it around our dwelling and property."

"Child, I am before you in this; and it is around all your possessions."

"My Lord, our families need this also…"

"Then, Child, they must make themselves worthy to have it by living in obedience to your Father."

"My Lord, I know this and feel so powerless about the choices of so many."

"My Child, look before you. What do you see?"

"My Lord, I see rocks flying and buildings shaking and dust flying. Trees are toppling and cars are smashing into one another as they fall down hills. Surely, this is an earthquake."

"It is so, My Child."

"Where?"

"New Madrid." (This is a large fault line, in the northeast Arkansas, Missouri area, but many fingers extend from this fault line, permeating much of the southeast, even moving considerably, northward, eastward and westward. Not long ago, I read an article about the numerous earthquakes generated from this fault daily. Those of us in this area feel these small tremors frequently. And, just recently, a friend told me of a relative, who lives in northeast Arkansas, who can smell sulfur-bearing gases coming up through her house. People, this fault is going to blow and sooner, rather than later.

How many people are watching the New Madrid fault with a serious eye and how many people are being warned of what is about to come to pass? The wrath of God is being poured out on Arkansas, but his anger shall rip and tear through this whole country. For, the people have loved a lie and what it can do for them; and they shall suffer greatly for their choices. Wake up and serve Our Father in truth and honesty. Your journey will not be easy, but there is no other way.)

"In Arkansas?"

"And Missouri?"

"Yes, Missouri. Child, even Kansas and when it blows it shall hit many states."

"My Lord, you mean when it hits in May and June of 1999?"

"Exactly."

"But, why are you showing me this now?"

"To remind you that this is not far off."

"Yes, My Lord, this is at our door."

"This is so, My Child; but I am your Shepherd and I can protect Mine from the impossible."

"My Lord, I was so aware of this when a string or tornadoes hit this state back in 1997. Over and over the media told of homes, which were totally devastated and all carried away, save one or two people hiding in a closet and praying. Even my own son told of hiding beneath a house and seeing a tornado bearing down on them. He said that he looked up to see two angels standing over them; and in the very last moment the tornado split into two tornadoes and went along either side of the house, never touching them or the house they were hiding beneath."

"This is what I mean, Child."

"Fear not, but go in faith."

"My Lord, it is easy to become overwhelmed by the looks of the seemingly impossible."

"Child, this is known; but I am with you, so fear not. Now, let us continue with the vision of the pirate. Enter through the door called, ‘Jesus is the Way;’ and take the humility key. Then, go down the hall to Door Five."

"My Lord, I enter the door and once again I am swept along by the River of Life. Down, down, down, I go into this pure river until I get to Door Five. Words cannot adequately describe the pristine beauty of this living water, how it mesmerizes with its glistening aquamarine perfection, and fills me with life."

"Child, this is known. Now, enter through Door Five and sit in the chair."

"My Lord, I enter through the door once again and come to an area of totally white hills and trees. Before me is a small path, which leads to an area of brilliant, white light. This light coming from behind hills in the distance and leads into the area from which Duduman came. My Lord, I am not altogether sure that I understood his message."

"Child, listen again, as you did not get it all."

"My Lord, suddenly he is back, standing before me; and he is so full of love and kindness. He kisses my hand as he kneels beside me. Comstock, my friend, you are dear to me. Where you are, I have traveled; and I fear for your well being. You have made enemies, who would like to see your demise, as they wanted mine. Walk in faith; and fear not. Yes, my dear one, I love and miss my family; and they do need to stock up because of very hard times ahead; but they shall make it okay as God is with them. Soon I shall see several of them. But, so often you walk alone with little or no support from your family in spiritual things. Dear one, I had my family and this can make a difference."

"Please intercede for me."

"I have."

"Thank you. I have needed this as I have had to deal with great sickness and few people have any idea."

"I am your friend."

"My Lord, he suddenly disappears and I feel so sad and depressed as if I have just lost a very dear and wonderful friend."

"Child, you have lost none, but gained one."

"Thank You, My Jesus, for allowing me to see him."

"Now, Little One, let us go back to the pirate."

"Yes, My Lord, we finished with ‘Danger is as Danger does;’ and this was referring the Russia’s mind reading and mind control."

"Yes, My Little One."

"The second page says, ‘I have a crick in my neck.’ So, tell me, My Lord, what does this mean?"

"Child, see the old pirate with his head held to one side, as it is too painful for him to straighten it out?"

"Yes, My Lord, but I do not understand why."

"Child, see how the muscles have become thick on one side and how they have become wasted on the other. Go up to his neck and look through the door on the thick side."

"My Lord, you are right about the thick muscles. I stand on the stool and can just barely reach the little door on his neck, but it pulls open easily. Out comes foul, billowing clouds of smoke, which is filled with many caustic gases! Whew! I must step down for a moment to let some of this pass, as it is suffocating! I am gasping for air and am having a terrible time breathing."

"My Child, all this is so, but look again."

"As you say, My Lord. I step on the stool once more and peer into the open the door within the neck. The caustic smoke has settled and straightaway I see Bill Clinton sitting around the fire eating peanuts. Yeltsin hands him a piece of old-fashioned candy, which looks like a ‘Mary Jane’, as the wrapping bears a picture of a little girl. I notice that Yeltsin’s pockets are full of this candy; and as Clinton finishes with the mouthful of peanuts, he devours the candy. ‘Give me a few more pieces of that candy,’ Clinton says, ‘brings back old memories."

"My Lord, I know there is more…"

"Yes, indeed, Child; look on the back of each piece of candy."

"My Lord, on the back are the words, ‘horse manure.’ But, what about the peanuts?"

"Look!"

"Oh, My Lord, I am looking into Clinton’s mouth, which is full of these partially chewed peanuts and before my eyes they are turning into worms. I am looking at an unchewed peanut, which bears the words, ‘full of scum.’ What is going on?"

"Look closely."

"My Lord, I see different words on the worms; and these are some words and phrases I see: 1.Difficult and messy; 2. Devoured, but red; 3. Don Juan Wannabee; 4. One leg up; and 5. Riddled with Riddles. My Lord, this is most disgusting, as the worms are crawling around in his mouth like maggots! Can you believe this?"

"Oh, I can believe it, My Child."

"My Lord, how long must I look at this revolting mess of crawling maggots? This is disgusting!"

"Yes, My Child; but I have not shown you all. Climb into his mouth."

"Into his mouth? Must I? Oh, My Lord, I have a dread about this in the pit of my stomach! I shall need extra strength from You to do this, as I am beginning to feel very ill. But, as you have commanded it, here I go. I step into this dark and foul-smelling cavern and move past the bottom lips along the rim of the jaw and into the side of the mouth. It is hard to step without walking onto the maggots, which now seem more like great snakes, wriggling and seemingly intent on devouring the dead and dying in his mouth. Caustic fumes fly up from the back of his throat and smell like a combination of sulfur dioxide (rotten eggs) and ammonia. My Lord, how long shall I have to endure this? And, why must I go on?"

"Continue on."

"I continue on, My Lord, aware that your love and protection is guiding me, but nonetheless am disgusted by the filth in here. I am coming around the rim of the jaw and back to the very last lower molar. What shall I do, now that I am here? Suddenly, a large box shoots up from the last tooth, which reminds me somewhat of a jack-in-the-box. And, on the box are the words, ‘Bill’s Treasure Chest.’ Shall I open it?"

"You have the key."

"My Lord, I have the key in my hand and on it are the words, ‘Jesus is the Key;’ and I insert they key into the lock of Bill’s treasure chest. As I insert the key, I feel a wind blow in behind me; and the door to the chest flies open. Inside the chest is a lamb with a goat’s feet, a goat’s face, and goat’s horns. This goat/lamb is rocking Bill to sleep in a large cradle. My Lord, this is no goat/lamb; but none other than Lucifer, the Red Dragon. And, it hisses and spits and snarls as it swings its red tail back and forth.

"I shall devour you," the Dragon hisses at me! Bill is mine and I guard him jealously!"

"You are a liar, Lucifer! And, I curse your evil works in the name of Jesus Christ. For, soon Our Lord Jesus shall come and send you and your evil hoards into the Pits!" Then, the evil dragon pulls back on its red neck and spits fire at me. I watch the fire as it just rolls off the hedge and it falls around the crib containing Bill Clinton, its flames bathing him. Smoke is curling upward, over and around the crib, but Bill is fast asleep, a spell cast upon him by his evil master.

Suddenly, the floor drops out of the treasure chest and Bill wakes up as he is suddenly going down. But, it is too late; for he is headed down, down, down into the fiery lake. The sheep goat then turns into the evil "R" man, who dusts off his hands and says:

"Gimme a dime,

The dime is mine!

What can you say?

Hey, Hey!

Hey, Hey!

Curdle my blood!

I’m a big stud!

Only a Has-been,

Not a king-pen!

Never more will Bill

Make a hill

Outa me!

Hee, hee!

"Then, the vision is gone, My Lord. Bill’s wormy mouth is gone. The Yeltsin scene is gone. Everything is gone; and I am suddenly aware that I am in a chair behind Door Five in the area, which is glistening with white."

"Yes, My Child, you think that all is gone, but it is very much present."

"My Lord, I need some help in understanding this."

"Very well, Child, what do you not understand?"

"Most of it. For instance, tell me about Yeltsin and the candy."

"Child, what is written on the back of each piece of candy?"

"Horse manure."

"Then, know, My Child, that this is what he feeds Clinton; and has been feeding him for some time."

"But, My Lord, Clinton cannot see this."

"Child, how can he see it when he is sleeping and controlled by Lucifer?"

"My Lord, this is so; and we also see that the pirate’s neck is thick on one side and useless on the other. But, why?"

"Child, what is written on the thick side?"

"My Lord, it says, ‘US money for arms. So, the pirate’s neck…"

"Which holds up his head."

"My Lord, you mean its leadership?"

"Yes, My Child."

"So, money from the USA holds up the leadership in Russia so that it can do its crooked works?"

"Exactly."

"And, right in the middle of this neck is Bill Clinton."

"You have seen it."

"So, Clinton’s mouth is full of scum, but what kind of scum?"

"My Child, go inside the peanut and see."

"My Lord, I see Clinton in the room with many women and they are engaged in sex romps, sucking up cocaine. And, he is having these women kiss his shoes?"

"You see it."

"So, my Lord, this means that he treats women like dirt?"

"Child, he treats them like whores; and has no use for them, save to use them. Bill Clinton is what you would call a cocaine head."

"My Lord, this is both disgusting and scary!"

"Yes, My Child, as he never inhaled."

"I guess most people will never forget that stupid remark; but the greatest numbers continue to follow him, in spite of all his lies! My Lord, I have more questions about the vision regarding the worms. Please explain, ‘Difficult and messy.’"

"Child, see Monica Lewinsky in prison, hoping that Bill Clinton will come by and give her some attention. She has that puppy dog smile and come-on look."

"Yes, My Lord."

"But, My Child, you don’t see her with the knife, which she digs into his rear end."

"No, My Lord, I do not."

"Well, the knife opens the prison door for her, but she is not free."

"My Lord, I see this."

"Child, Monica will come up dead under mysterious circumstances."

"She will?"

"This is their plan."

"What should she do to avoid this?"

"They plan to drown her and make it look like an accident. She is not free, Child; but is in more of a prison than before."

"My Lord, I see this killing, but will it come to pass?"

"Child, it will unless she comes to me earnestly. You will see. And, all will know that Bill is behind it, but nothing will ever be done, not by any government. But, worry not, Child, through your Father’s laws, he will pay. Already, he has the blood of many of his hands."

"So, difficult and messy refers to his situation with Monica?"

"It does."

"But, what about ‘Devoured, but Red?’"

"Child, look near Yeltsin’s knee."

"My Lord, I see him pull up his right pants leg, and a flask of red booze is attached to his leg. Yeltsin drops each piece of the candy into the flask of red booze, washes it in the red liquid and re-packages it. But, why?"

"So, Clinton will not know that the horse manure is red to the core."

"But, My Lord, why should it matter to Clinton, as he is red?"

"Yes, Child, but in his mind Clinton must continue to convince himself that the Russians are true-blue friends."

"What a crock!"

"Oh, it is a crock, Child; as he has devoured the whole red scheme."

"And, I suppose that the ‘Don Juan Wannabee’ is all about Clinton."

"As you have seen. Clinton wants to be God’s gift to women, to all women. And, he wants the praises and adulation of each and every one."

"Yes, My Lord, as if he were God."

"Exactly, Child."

"What does ‘One leg up’ mean?"

"Child, Yeltsin has one leg up on Clinton. See what I have shown you about this leg?"

"Yes, My Lord, fully. It is about deceptions. Now, tell me about ‘Riddled with Riddles.’"

"Child, Clinton is riddled with riddles. His life is full of unsolved puzzles and riddles. And, the whole truth of Bill Clinton shall not be known until My return. But, I can assure you, My Child, that it is much worse than any of you can ever imagine."

"So, My Lord, Bill’s Treasure Chest tells us that he loves Lucifer."

"Child, he loves him and serves him as one of his ring leaders. But, soon Clinton’s days well be over. One more soul to hell."

"Go this day in peace, My Child. I am Jesus. Yea, Jehovah, Most High God of Earth."

As witnessed, dictated and recorded this 7th day of December, 1998,

Linda Newkirk

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Dumitru Duduman

Clinton and the Cave

"When you start to deceive, you weave a dark weave."

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Clinton and the Cave

"Precious Child, I am Master Jesus. You have sought Me long in prayer and obedience; and because of this, I have brought you once more to the heights of My Holy Mountain. Yea, the wind of My Spirit bathes you and My River cleanses you. Even the fruit of My tree heals and renews you. Child, in a moment you are in My Inner Sanctum and before you is a tent. You clearly see Bill Clinton in a small military tent, where he is speaking with Hillary and Chelsea. He picks up a small aluminum frying pan and begins to tap himself and the two of them on the head repeatedly. Child, write as seen and given."

"My Lord, Clinton lays the pan aside and picks up a pipe called the ‘Peace Pipe’, which he smokes and then gives to Hillary and Chelsea. Within the smoke, I can see the words, ‘Saddam next.’" (At the time of the typing of this prophecy in January of ’99, both of these situations have come to pass, with Clinton trying to reconcile with Hillary and Chelsea and also Saddam. However, it seems none of the three have been successful; as we hear from the media that Hillary plans to move to New York and run for senator; and we have read of Chelsea’s on-going emotional turmoil as regards her father. The peace pipe, which Clinton smoked with Hussein in November of this year, was broken in December when he carried out the "sneak attack" on Iraq.)

The smoke curls upward revealing Clinton’s knocking on an old door built into a mountain. The doorposts are made of old railroad ties and are worn and faded by the ravages of time. As I look closer at the doorposts, I see that there is writing on them. On the left are the words: "Give me some gum," and on the right is written "sneak attack," while overhead I see "I’ve gotta spit." (Watch for the meaning of all three of these within the body of this prophecy.)

Clinton knocks one, two, three times on the door and calls out, "Mr. Fellowship, Mr. Fellowship." Then, a person opens the door, wearing a black top hat. His expression is stern and his face is adorned with a moustache like that of Adolf Hitler. He wears a black and white clown coat and black knee pants; but his feet beg most for attention as they house huge, black clown shoes. The Hitler clown smokes a pipe, which bears the words: "I love nectarines." Suddenly, he stops smoking the pipe and puts it in his back pocket; however, the pipe changes into a stream of grapes; and they cascade from his back pocket.

The enigmatic man/clown allows Clinton to enter through the door into the large cave. The floor of the cave is made of black and white marble squares; and high above in the ceiling of the cave is a large bat with a photoelectric eye. As the clown walks over the floor, the taps of his shoes make music like that of discordant harpsichords and a breeze begins to stir around his feet. Within the wind can be heard the words "Drop Dead Hitler! Drop Dead Hitler!"

Clinton follows the clown to a solid gold door; and as he trails the clown, he notices words on the tails of the clown’s jacket…"Geneva Bank is Restored." The clown knocks three times on the gold door and his brass knuckles glisten in the light, revealing the words: ‘Hot to Trot!’

"My Lord, who is this clown?"

"Child, look atop his hat."

"I see the words, ‘Kissinger am I.’"

"Child, proceed."

"The door is open, My Lord, and I see a room with solid gold walls, a golden floor and desk of pure crystal. Music of mystique fills the air, like that of murder mysteries. Behind the desk is the Dracula-look-alike Rothschild man and across his head are the words: "I AM GREED!" Clinton gets on his knees before the man of greed and says, "Sir, I’ve got a hangover. Would you make my spine straight?" The "R" man looks at Clinton on his knees before him and says, "Sonny Boy, let me give you an adjustment." Then, the Man of Greed takes a key from his right, top, desk drawer named "Fox Key.’ Reaching over to Bill Clinton, he says, "Smell this Boy. It will wind you up."

Bill Clinton smells the key; and then the Man of Greed takes it and puts it into the lock in Bill Clinton’s back, winding and winding until it stops. Suddenly, Clinton stands up and his spine is very straight; but his movements are very jerky, like those of a toy soldier. Bill Clinton walks around the room of gold, his head moving from side to side; repeating rhythmically, "I’ve gotta go now, I’ve gotta go now!" Bill’s knees and elbows are hinged and his neck is hinged to his head, but his spine is very, very straight. Up and down Bill’s spine are many doors; and the door at the top right of his spine suddenly bursts open. Behind this door, I see Hillary and Chelsea crying and waving goodbye to Bill Clinton. Chelsea says, "We shall never see him again;" but Hillary just smiles and says, "Oh, he’ll be back. He’s the comeback kid." This door closes; and many doors begin to open up and down his spine with birds hopping out of them door, singing, "Cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo! Bill Clinton is cuckoo for bombing the embassies." At the end of his spine is a large, black gator, which swishes in a pool of dark water. On the back of the black gator are the words, "Bill Clinton has a death wish." As the gator moves about in the dark pool, the dark water bubbles and it says: "Double, double, toil and trouble. When you start to deceive, you weave a dark weave."

With the many doors on his spine closing and the birds singing, the gator swishing and the waters speaking, Bill Clinton turns to walk out of the office of the Man of Greed. His spine is straight and his head is held high; but his walk is that of a toy soldier. Suddenly, Bill Clinton slips on a banana peal, as the rigidity of his spine keeps him from watching his feet. "That smarts," Bill says; and he looks above to see a group of laughing heinas on the balcony around the ceiling. They all laugh and whisper among themselves saying, "Clinton’s going down! He’s going down. His fly’s missing cause he’s been a kissing Monica; and fornication is Bill’s first name. He’s a pervert, a whore, a slut. He’s a cheap shot!’ And, the heinas laugh and whisper, and laugh and whisper. Then, in unison, they all turn to walk away, dressed as businessmen in black suits and on their backsides can be seen the following phrases: ‘Sour Land Deals; Raw Bank Deals; and Clinton Cover-ups.’

From below, Bill Clinton watches every one of them leave; and he tries to get up, but he is stuck to the floor with thick gum, bearing the words: "Scandal and more scandal;" and Bill struggles to free himself, but he cannot. Suddenly, from high in the top of the cave a trap door opens and many bricks and rocks come tumbling down on Bill’s head. Some of the bricks form a pattern of words as they fall; and these are what I see: "You coulda, shoulda, woulda lived if you’d stayed away from Afghanistan and Iran. Iraq hates you. Boo-hoo!" The bricks and rocks continue to fall until they nearly cover Bill Clinton; and yellow police tape, bearing the words "Clinton is a Reject", suddenly appears around Bill and the bricks, marking his crime scene off from the rest of the cave.

As I look at these words on the police tape, the gold door slams shut; and monkeys, hanging by their tails, appear around the top of the cave. On their tails are the words, "I’ve got you, I’ve got you!" And each monkey chews a banana and spits mouthfuls of chewed banana upon the pile of rocks surrounding Clinton. Each chewed up glob reads, "Been there, done that." Suddenly each monkey holds out a sign, which says "Clinton ousted from the inner circle, … Nov. 1998."

Smoke begins to fill the cave and more monkeys appear, called "Sea of Debt;" and they howl at Bill Clinton. They shriek at him from within the thick smoke saying things like, "Bastard, see what you did! See what you did!"

In the darkness, Clinton reaches for a hand, any hand, to help him out from under the weight of the bricks; and suddenly the cold, iron glove of the clown clasps Clinton’s searching hand. However, just as readily, the opposite hand of the clown pops Bill Clinton in the teeth, knocking out two of his upper teeth and two of his lower teeth. Through the darkness emerge these words on the missing teeth: "The Shopping Cart News;" and the Shopping Cart News Teeth fall to the floor among the bricks and rocks, where they start a fire.

Though the thick smoke, Bill Clinton is able to make out words on the pants of the clown; "I doubt you, Phony." Suddenly, the clown grasps Clinton by the nape of the neck, pulls him from among the rocks and bricks, and tosses him out of the cave. Down, down the side of the mountain goes Bill Clinton, rolling, rolling, and rolling.

Who would believe that one could fall from such heights and still land on his feet? Well, Bill Clinton did, but he is now face to face with an Arabian soldier with a large machete. The soldier beneath the bandana is none other that Saddam Hussein; and Hussein quickly takes his machete and divides Clinton into two parts. One part goes to the right and one goes to the left. "Let’s get him," the masked Hussein says, "He is divided."

And, as Bill Clinton fights a fire in the Mideast and a fire at home a great, black storm begins to form over the USA. On the huge, billowy clouds are the words, "Sneak attack by Russia, China, Germany, The Vatican, NATO, and the UN. Suddenly, the USA is ablaze with many fires in the darkness as great nuclear clouds light up the night sky over San Francisco, Chicago, New York City, Miami, Dallas/Fort Worth and many other large cities.

From within the night, a black vulture appears with a flag hanging from its mouth. The flag says, "Surrender Now, or More Will Die!’ The death toll numbers many, many millions and before me is a large casket, which is open. Lying in it is a very young child of perhaps three years old. She has an envelope in her hand, which I take and open. On the paper are these words "75 Million." Great cries and wails punctuate the night air as the sun begins to rise, revealing thick smoke filled with debris.

"My Lord, San Francisco is gone and little is left of Los Angeles."

"Yea, Child, ‘tis true. We shall get back to this later. I am Jesus. Yea, Jehovah, Most High God of Earth."

As witnessed, dictated and recorded this 20th day of August, 1998,

Linda Newkirk

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The Smoking Gun

"Hussein, at this point, is the most dangerous man in the world; and The Arab Machine will be difficult to deal with." -Jesus

(Hussein died December 30, 2006)

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The Smoking Gun

Precious Child, it is I, Master Jesus. Your world has been in a state of confusion as you have been trying to determine what to do about these writings. Self-publish at first. Greater avenues will come about, as you are faithful.

Rest in Me, Child. I will clear away the dross in your relationships. I will dismiss any, who come your way with the intent of manipulating or harming you; and I will make their world cold.

You have asked about the fight between Hussein and Yeltsin, which you saw months ago; and you want a further confirmation about this. Child, what you have seen in the vision is so. They will fight; but you would not believe this now. Their fight will lead to the death of Yeltsin; yet no one will connect the two. The wise will see the smoking gun; and those, who look behind the scene, will see the Muslim connection. Russia is going back ‘Red, Red, Red;’ and this will be sooner, rather than later. It will happen well before the year, 2000. Mark My word.

Also, expect more rhetoric from Hussein, more stalling. For, he is a master manipulator; and Clinton is a clown, a novice compared to Hussein.

Now, back to the situation between Yeltsin and Hussein. Child, you question when this will take place. Look for it before one and one half years have passed. Remember that none of the countries, which want world dominion, can be trusted. None can be real friends; for they do not have this capability. Hussein, at this point, is the most dangerous man in the world; and The Arab Machine will be difficult to deal with (Hussein died December 30, 2006).

Go in peace this day and with gratitude. I am Jesus. I am Jehovah, Most High God of Earth.

As witnessed, dictated and recorded this 22nd day of February 1998,
Linda Newkirk

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The Timeline Reveals…

"Many wish to tag all apostles as male only, but this is a mistake. My apostles are those, who forsake all and pick up My cross. They have a heavy responsibility, and all listen to Me and do My work. Many are forging new terrain where there are neither boundaries nor limits. Frequently, they go alone, as they have been chosen for a solitary work. They are not fed from groups or masses, but have great inner strength, which comes from a deep service to Me. "

- Jesus

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The Timeline Reveals…

Precious Child, I, Master Jesus, have brought you once more to the heights of My Mountain; and you have eaten from the Seventh Level of The Tree. As you sit at The Timeline, you know that times is running out for The USA. Your scandal-ridden president, who feeds off sexual perversions, and embraces dark secrets, lies and deceit, shall fall flat on his face. Along with him, the USA will also fall. I warned you, Child, in1992 of the dangers of this man and the fate of The USA, if he were elected.

You flex your military might and raise the ire of the red giants; and you will find yourself alone against many. You are the fool; you create one calamity to hide the other. How deceitful! You can hide neither the sun nor the Son with your hands; for, I shall push your enemies to lay you low.

Child, stay away from many, who are called to prophecy. They have been called, and they think they know it all; but remember that they are my ears and mouthpieces as long as they are humble. I do not raise up prophets to sit in judgement over others. I raise them up to go in humility. Yes, Child, even the apostles go in humility, or they are no longer apostles.

Child, you have seen my cross upon your shoulder as you carry my burden. Yea, the burden of the world is heavy, but my burden is light. You ask again whether you are an apostle as I have told you this recently. Yes, Child, I have called you as an apostle. You are just as much an apostle as anyone, who forsakes all to serve Me. You pick up My cross and you follow Me. Many wish to tag all apostles as male only, but this is a mistake. My apostles are those, who forsake all and pick up My cross. They have a heavy responsibility, and all listen to Me and do My work. Many are forging new terrain where there are neither boundaries nor limits. Frequently, they go alone, as they have been chosen for a solitary work. They are not fed from groups or masses, but have great inner strength, which comes from a deep service to Me. Child, worry not about the burden of My cross, which you have just seen. It has been with you for some time.

I have chosen you to carry these messages as a prophet and apostle, as your soul is ready; and I shall bring along others to help in these works. I have brought the prophet, Doug. He is faithful, Child; and I have more for him. He shall be strengthened in many areas.

Child, as you sit at My Timeline, observe and write."

"My Lord, I see the date, ‘October 1998’ and many soldiers. They have black their faces etched with black; and I believe they are marines. Some are crouched here and there in foxholes, with machine guns. Suddenly, the word, ‘Iraq’ flashes across the timeline in big, bold red letters; and a large cargo helicopter comes into view and hovers above the soldiers in one of the holes. A rope ladder falls from the helicopter and dangles, as a soldier grabs hold it and climbs out of the hole. Inside the helicopter is Clinton is grinning from ear to ear, saying, ‘Never again! We are through with Iraq!’

Below, I hear a small group of German soldiers whispering, ‘We shall take him by night, lest he suspect our attack; and he shall never know, as he is sleeping.’

Back home, I see Clinton’s popularity rise, as people cheer in the streets. I see that there has been a slump in a graph or chart, as the chart hit rock bottom. The numbers were very low, but because of the war the numbers on the chart began to rise. At the top of the chart are the letters, ‘NYSE.’ Throughout the streets of New York City bells ring and people rejoice. Clinton is praised, ‘You stopped him,’ they shout! ‘You stopped Iraq!’ But, all is not as they believe. There is a round-table discussion going on in the desert with President Arafat, the leader of Egypt, the leaders of Iran, Saudi Arabia and others. In all, there are seven countries represented. ‘We shall put a stop to him,’ they say.

Then, I see a military truck with a German red cross on its rear; and it is travelling over a bumpy, desert road. The truck is loaded with munitions and atop the munitions is a pair of eyes. As I question ‘who is behind this’, up come these words: ‘Iran is behind this.’ The truck stops at the gates of ‘The Mid-east Delegation’ and unloads; and when I look in the distance behind this truck, I see a line of military trucks, as far as I can see.

In the next vision, I see an Iranian on the telephone with Yeltsin. Yeltsin says, ‘We are with you!’ Then, the Russian calls the Chinese dictator, who says, ‘You have our cooperation.’

A picture of a Swiss bank then appears, and in it is much gold. Gold is being poured from one very large container into another. A skeleton key called, ‘I steal from you’ is inserted into a lock on gate; and as the gate swings open, container of gold is ushered behind it and into a locked vault. On the gold bars are the words, ‘Stolen from the USA.’ I do not know who is behind this, but as I look on the huge container with wheels, I see ‘United Nations.’"

"My Lord, what a mess!"

"Child, it is. But, all must come to an end in a government, which is corrupt to the core. I am Jesus. I am Jehovah, Most High God of Earth."

As witnessed, dictated and recorded this 13th day of February, 1998,
Linda Newkirk

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Back to the Page of Time

"My Lord, I wonder about the Stock Market crash and the problems in the Orient. Will Japan be involved?- Linda
"Child, there will be natural calamities in the Far East, which will affect several countries. A volcano will erupt in Japan and they have earthquakes and tidal waves.’ Calamities in Japan will lead them to withdraw money from the USA; and they will begin to recall debts."- Jesus

                                                          

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"Precious Child, I have brought you to the zenith of My Mountain on the wings of My Spirit because of your great prayers. My Upper Room is open to you; come and eat of the Tree of Life, that you might be strengthened."

"My Lord Jesus, I am so grateful to be once more on Your Mountain in the presence of this healing tree. It restores my soul and gives me life. I shall take a while, My Lord, to commune with this tree and feed myself with this rare and perfect food. Once more I eat this divine nectar and once again I marvel at the radiance which fills me to completeness. Thank you, My Wondrous Master, that I am allowed in the midst of such pure joy and beauty. My Lord, You are my life and I rejoice in You. Praises to Your Precious name; glory to Your Precious Spirit. I love you with all my heart, My Lord; guide me in all things according to Your pure will."

"Child, I have chosen you because of your love for Me, and I shall not forsake you."

"My Lord, give me strength to fight the attacks of the evil one. Was it he, who gave me the horrible dream about someone wanting to kill me?"

"Child, sit in the chair at this desk in My Upper Room. The dream was of Me as there is someone, who wishes to kill you; and it is Lucifer, working in the minds and hearts of others. He wishes to kill all, who love Me."

"My Lord, in the dream I was given a test. At first, there was only myself and another person. The math seemed easy enough, but I knew that I was failing the test."

"Child, you have been tested with many problems, especially financial. You have often thought that you would fail, as you have had to juggle numbers. Yet, did you fail the test?"

"My Lord, I believe that I would have failed, but you brought someone to show me how to work all the problems and I completed all in the dream with help."

"This is right, Child, you shall complete all financial problems. You shall have help."

"My Lord, the last problem in the test was a prophecy problem and I got it right."

"Yes, Child, you got the prophecy problem right with the power of My Holy Spirit."

"But, My Lord, the prophecy is that someone wishes to kill me."

"Yes, Child, this is true, as you have been told. Lucifer, working through the minds of men, wishes to kill all prophets, all saints and all, who love Me. Yet, you have seen that this he is bound for now. He is jailed; but as you have seen in the dream, he cannot be held for much longer."

"My Lord, what was the main reason for this dream?"

"There are two reasons: 1. To answer your request for a financial blessing; 2. To warn you about what lies ahead."

"My Lord, I understand and I ask only that you give me an abundance of Your Spirit. Answer this my Lord: explain to me why I had to pray so long today to receive Your Spirit,"

"Child, you are tried and tested over and over. Would you pray for great lengths until you saw My Spirit come to bring you here? Would you get on the floor on your face? Would you work to bind every entity, great and small and cast them out? Would you persevere? This is the nature of doing My Work. All must persevere, as times shall get very hard."

"My Lord, I understand."

"Child, go to the Page of Time; for I shall show you things to come."

"My Lord, I am here at the Page; and I take the quill and place a single drop of living water on the Page. As I do so, a white light shoots from the Page. Amidst the white light are the burlesque dancers, who beginning to emerge. Surely, these are the Illuminati."

"Child, as you would say, ‘Right as rain.’"

"The dancers are kicking up their heels on a stage; and on closer scrutiny I see that they are ‘ugly as sin’. They look like men in drag, dressed in tutus. Some have beards, and some even have Arab head wraps. What a strange mix! Among them are Yeltsin, Clinton and Queen Elizabeth; and hiding behind the curtain, watching, is the evil Rothschild man. Even Hussein is in on the action, with runners on his feet, like those on tanks.

Overhead, I see a parrot, which watches the dancers intently. The name on the parrot is ‘United Nations’. Now and then, the parrot says, ‘Good dance, Boys, kick ‘em high.’ Hussein is kickin’ ‘em high; and Clinton keeps trying to dance’, but is slippin’ and slidin’ because the evil ‘R’ man keeps tossing banana peels under his shoes. The Queen stands on stilts with her nose held high, obviously above the others. Saudi Arabia and Kuwait dance opposite each other. A large, slimy, black, white and red snake slithers among the feet of the dancers; but they never notice it. On the back of the snake is written, ‘Lucifer to the Core.’ The snake wraps itself around the feet of this one, then that one, biting each up and down their legs; but none seems to take notice of the snake, and all keep on dancing.

From the back of the stage comes a string of drummers, followed by several flutists. On the drums are the words: ‘Cairo Egypt, Cairo Egypt, Cairo Egypt.’ The flutists play the same tune over and over, ‘Merrily, merrily, merrily, life is but a dream.’ On the rear ends of the flutists is written, ‘Germany fooled you.’

The evil ‘R’ man lingers in the back and embraces a black box. He opens the black box, which is labeled, ‘My Dark Secrets’; and out jumps the green spirit of evil. ‘Master, shall I serve you?’ ‘Yes,’ the ‘R’ man replies to the evil spirit, ’get me a handkerchief. I shall have to wipe my behind.’ And, a box appears before the evil ‘R’ man, who takes the handkerchief and wiped his behind of foul feces. Then, he throws the feces-laden handkerchief in front of Clinton.

‘Get on down there, Sonny Boy. Take a smell,’ he sneers at Clinton. Then, Clinton falls on a banana peel, called ‘ambush’, and rubs his nose on the stinky handkerchief called ‘sabotage.’ ‘I’ve got you,’ the Rothschild man growls. Clinton tries to get up, but the floor was so slippery from all the banana peels that he cannot. On the end of his nose, the nasty napkin is stuck, but he cannot remove it because his hands are so sticky with the slime from the banana peels. The harder he tries to get the stinky napkin off his nose, the worse it sticks and smears. He tries to stand up, but the more he tries, the more impossible it becomes. He keeps slipping and sliding on the banana peels and he is down and cannot get up! However, the burlesque dancers keep on dancing. They are kicking their heels high and never seeming to pay much attention to Clinton, who is no longer able to dance. ‘Hmmm,’ says the Queen, ‘serves him right. He should keep his hands to himself.’

The evil ‘R’ man takes a grappling hook and drags Clinton off the dance floor. By this time Clinton’s pants have fallen down to his ankles. He has banana peels all over his knees, feet, and elbows; and the feces-covered handkerchief is stuck firmly to his nose. Clinton sees the evil, green monster looming from the box and says, ’Oh, you again. I should have known that you were behind this.’ The evil spirit looks at Clinton and contorts, ‘That’s right, Sonny Boy, and I’m here to stay.’

The evil ‘R’ man takes his big, black shoe with runners like a tank and he kicks Clinton until he is unconscious. ‘Bring in the Mop Squad,’ he orders! And, the Mop Squad enters with a mop, a broom, and a large dustpan. They sweep up Clinton and the mess with him and they put him into a dump truck. On the truck is written, ‘Iran is the victor.’ And, the Mop Squad speeds off with Clinton in the truck.

The truck pulls up to a stop at a place called, ‘Swiss Bank Scandal,’ and dumps Clinton in the street. Clinton tries to pull the remnants of the handkerchief off his nose; but he cannot get all the defecation off. He hurriedly tries to clean himself up and make himself presentable for a large meeting at the bank; but the peels are stuck tightly and the foul poop just won’t go away. Looking a mess, he takes a seat in a large meeting room. A huge man, dressed in black, comes in and offers Clinton a cookie from a tray. The tray is piled high with cookies and on each one is written, ‘Take your cut now.’ So, Clinton reaches out and stuffs his pockets, front and back, with the cookies; and he nervously waits for others to arrive.

But, none come, save a pack of laughing heinous; and on their backs is written, ‘You’re sorry now.’ The dogs laugh and laugh and laugh; and as they turn to leave the writing on their rear ends says, ‘International Monetary Fund.’

A whore named ‘Gibraltar’ comes in and nuzzles Clinton. She has bleached hair and overflowing breasts; and Clinton sticks his stinky nose between the whore’s breasts and says, "I make a bet on Spain.’ The whore sits in Clinton’s lap and fornicates with Clinton; and they drink champagne. In the bottom of the champagne glass is a note, which reads, ‘You’re fired, SOB.’ Clinton gets up to find the whore dead; and a black hearse comes and carts her away.

‘How did this happen,’ Clinton says. ‘I am no monster.’ Then, the laughing heinas appear again as Clinton stands behind the hearse, scratching his head. ‘We’ll take you share. We’ll take your share,’ the heinas laugh and cajole. Clinton is confounded and he goes and sits on a curb; but he does not realize that a drain is beneath his legs on the street, or that the drain leads to a series of underground tunnels. These are sewerage tunnels; and soon the stench begins to reach Clinton’s nose. Faint words are written on the stench as its waves drift upward: ‘Russia at it again.’ The stench is full of toxic chemicals, which cause Clinton to swoon; and he lies on the sidewalk and goes to sleep.

Beneath the sidewalk in the dark tunnels are long lines of soldiers, dressed in black. They whisper, ‘He’s asleep. He’s asleep. Catch him now. Catch him now’. And, as Clinton sleeps, the submarines cover the depths of the waters surrounding the USA and the soldiers plot their strategies. The man in the high tower above Russia cries, ‘The time is now. The time is now.’ And, the submarines line up in the dark waters and fire upon their planned targets. The date, which emerges on the Page of Time, is Dec. 12, 1998. Their plans are to hit the large cities and military installations. They say, ‘We shall destroy the whore in one day!’ However, the Russians were not alone. The leader of the orchestra is the evil ‘R’ man. ‘How sweet the sound,’ he crows! ‘A symphony in perfect tune! My Soul is bathed in victory, the ultimate victory!’

But, this is only the beginning of the covert, German ways; the evil ‘R’ man will bring down many from the shadows. On the Page of Time, I see that Canada is invaded in 1999. Australia is invaded in the fall of 2001 by hoards of Chinese and Arabs.

"My Lord, I wonder about the Stock Market crash and the problems in the Orient. Will Japan be involved?

"Child, there will be natural calamities in the Far East, which will affect several countries. A volcano will erupt in Japan and they have earthquakes and tidal waves.’ Calamities in Japan will lead them to withdraw money from the USA; and they will begin to recall debts."

"My Lord, my mind if full of questions."

"Child, this is known; but we shall proceed another time. I am Jesus. I am Jehovah, Most High God of Earth."

As witnessed, dictated and recorded this 6th day of December, 1997
Linda Newkirk

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MYSTERY OF THE CLOWN

"Then,do not perceive of Me as a clown or as a beggar. I need to be first; for there is coming such confusion, that you will have to search for quiet places to do My work." Jesus

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MYSTERY OF THE CLOWN

"Precious Child, pick up the pen and write. For, My Spirit has brought you once again to My most radiant Mountain. You stand on the zenith, but not alone; for I am with you and my radiant angels are all around you. Child, take the drink given you by Kikiara, the angel; and consume it. For, it will restore you and give you strength through your fast, a strength you shall need."

"My Lord, I take this glass and drink the liquid to the last drop; and I am beginning to float steadily upward. I keep floating until I enter your upper room, suspended in peace. It is as if my feet have invisible wings, which carry me here."

"Child, you come on the wings of My Spirit. Reach out and take the key; then write as observed and given."

"My Lord, I hold a golden gold, which radiates a bright, white light. On one side is written, ‘love’, and on the other is the word, ‘charity.’"

"Take this key, Child, and unlock the door, which says, ‘My Heart.’"

"My Lord, I go to this plain wooden door, which is old and weathered and as I open it, I am blinded by a radiance of power of the purest kind. From amidst this white light, myriad white doves fly out and all encircle me. Then, My Lord, within the light I see a hobo, or perhaps a clown, who is seated in front of a wooden tub of clear water. He offers me a drink from the tub, but I decline. I see grass, bushes and even trees, radiant with this light, surrounding the clown. I move to the side of the tub and look inside to see very clear water, which looks like a well of water. The clown keeps offering me a cup of water and looks very sad that I refuse; then he begins to shed tears. On each tear is written the word, ‘sorrow’; and as each tear falls upon his pants leg it forms a large, perfect, radiant diamond. The diamonds gather on his pants legs and fall down beside his feet. He just keeps crying; My Lord, what shall I do?"

"Take the cup, Child, and drink of it."

"My Lord, I have the cup, and I drink. But, as I begin to drink rocks appear in my mouth. As the water goes down, it forms glowing stones all the way down. I can see that they are perfect diamonds; but they cause no pain. I take some of the diamonds from my mouth and look at them. What beauty and radiance!"

"Child, swallow all."

"My Lord, I swallow all, even the diamonds in my hand; and as I look at the diamonds inside my abdomen, I see that they are beginning to melt, giving off pure white light, which is spreading throughout my body. My abdomen is aglow; my hands are aglow; and so are my arms, legs and feet. What is happening?"

"Child, who is this beggar, who looks like a clown?"

"My Lord, it is Peter, the Apostle. Why does he look this way?"

"Child, Peter brings you the living water of healing, which you need. You think he looks like a clown, or a beggar, but he is neither."

"My Lord, I do not understand."

"Child, pick up the diamond at your feet.’

"My Lord, I have a diamond large enough to hold in two hands; and it is brilliant."

"Put it on your neck."

"My Lord, I have done so."

"What do you feel?"

"I feel a deep warmth, which is very soothing. The radiance brings comfort to my shoulder area and with it a wonderful, healing sensation! Yet, I am still confused about the clown/hobo image."

"Child, this is only a image. Peter is no clown, but a healer to you today."

"I perceived him as a clown at some level?"

"Yes, but he turned into a beggar. Did he not beg you?"

"Yes, My Lord."

"Child, this is nothing more than an attempt to get you to think, to analyze for self."

"So, I thought he was a clown; but was made to see that I need to look deeper. Appearances are not as they seem."

"Not only this, Child, but, you have seen My heart."

"A clown in your heart?"

"Child, is red black, and black red?"

"No, My Lord."

"Then, you have seen a clown and a beggar in My heart."

"My Lord, I have seen it, and have written as seen; but still do not understand it."

"Child, take the page from the angel."

"My Lord, I have it. On the page is written, ‘Never on a Sunday.’ Please explain."

"Child, never desert Me on a Sunday."

"I know, My Lord, I did not come for prayer and writing. The day just seemed to vanish and I feel very badly about this."

‘Child, are you to follow Me five or six days a week?"

"No, My Lord, I am to follow you every second of the day."

"Then, do not perceive of Me as a clown or as a beggar. I need to be first; for there is coming such confusion, that you will have to search for quiet places to do My work."

"My Lord, I understand. Please forgive me this; for, I never, ever wished to see you as a clown or a beggar."

"Child, it was Peter, who came with this vision of the clown-beggar. But, he also brought you healing. Is the pain in the neck gone?"

"Yes, My Lord, it is gone totally." (I awoke with a terrible "crick" in my neck. If you are reading this, you know how these can go on and on; but Peter came with healing through the heart of Jesus, and the pain was healed immediately."

"Child, Peter brought you diamonds and he brought you power from Me and My heart. Take this power and use it to do My work; it is a blessing, Child. Look at the diamonds on your feet; pick up these and fill your pockets. They are My words, My truths, and My honor."

"My Lord, I have filled my pockets with this radiance."

"Take the large diamond from the bench and write as seen and given."

"My Lord, I hold this radiant diamond and it explodes in my hands. I smell cinnamon and peppermint."

"Follow this scent, Child."

"I follow this scent and find myself stepping on a train, which is ready for boarding. An attendant approaches me, who is dressed like a Swedish villager and says, ‘Tea, Mam?’ I decline and take a seat by the window, but soon someone comes and sits directly across from me. He begins to read a reading a newspaper and I notice big, black, bold writing across the top which says, ‘USA DESTRUCTION, DEC.12, 1998.’ My Lord, I am unnerved by this. Where am I?"

"Child, see … ‘Train to nowhere.’"

"Train to nowhere?"

"Yes, indeed, Child, pull the handkerchief from the man’s pocket."

"My Lord, this man is a clown with black and white striped pants and black clown shoes. I had not seen this earlier because I was concerned about the paper. In his coat pocket is black handkerchief, but as I take it and look at it, I see that the center of it is cut away."

"Climb through the center."

"My Lord as I climb through, I find myself in the study of Queen Elizabeth, where a fire is burning in the fireplace. Bill Clinton is here with the Queen and she is serving him whiskey. The tip of his nose is very red, like a clown; he wears big, black clown shoes; ‘nickel’ is written on one shoe and ‘dime,’ on the other. I wonder whether he has consumed all of the whiskey in the crystal decanter on the table beside him, as most of it is gone. In front of the fireplace is a small, round dance floor.

‘Shall we dance?’ The Queen asks. Bill starts to get up, but is stuck to the chair with thick glue; and the Queen seeing this, ignites a fire to the sticky goo. The fire takes off, burns a hole in Clinton’s pants; and his rear is glowing with burning embers. ‘Oh, I would like a dance,’ he says, ‘but, I would be embarrassed.’

Then, the Queen puts a butcher knife to his throat, and says, ‘You will dance or else, traitor!’ She cuts Bill Clinton’s throat with the knife and blood spurts forth; as she has cut the jugular vein. Bill dances a step or two for the Queen; then she drags out a whip. ‘Faster! Faster,’ she growls! Bill dances a few more steps; but he is losing blood quickly, and his face is becoming ashen. ‘Faster,’ the Queen snarls! Bill Clinton’s blood is all over the dance floor and dancing is becoming harder and harder. ‘Scum,’ the Queen huffs! And, she spits on Clinton. As Clinton lies on the floor dying, the Queen calls 911. ‘Okay,’ she says to The ‘R’ man on the other end, ‘My work is finished!’

Then, a gurney is pushed into the room by men, who bear the inscriptions, ‘Saddam’s Men’, on their sleeves’; and they load Clinton onto the gurney. ‘Clean up the mess,’ the Queen storms, ‘or I will show you a thing or two!’ In comes the mop squad, and begins to clean the floor feverishly. In minutes, the floor sparkles. Then, the Queen goes to bed with Hussein. 'Lights out,’ she orders! ‘We have some undercover business to do!’

"My Lord, what is this ‘train to nowhere?’"

"Child, who is the clown?"

"I am not sure."

"Pull back the labels on his shoes."

"My Lord, the label on the first shoe reads, ‘In debt,’ and the label on the other shoe reads, ‘Up to my ears.’ But, who is this clown?"’

"Child, look on the forehead of the clown and read."

"It reads, ‘USA.’ So, the USA is a clown on a train to nowhere and this clown’s pocket has a handkerchief with a hole; and this hole has to do with Clinton, the Queen, and Hussein."

"Child, ‘right as rain,’ as you would say; but, what of the ‘R’ man and the mop squad?"

"My Lord, I have seen this mop squad before. Who is they?"

"Child, look at the dust pan. What do you see?"

"On the dust pan is written, ‘cold war over.’"

"And, on the mop handle?"

"It says, ‘Hussein in charge,’ on one side of the handle; and on the other side it says, ‘No one else."

"So, Hussein is the ‘mop man’; those, who work for him, make up the ‘mop squad’, and they are brought in to mop up Clinton?"

"Exactly."

"My Lord, I have a question from the vision of the Queen riding in the open convertible with Clinton. He steals a piece of her dress as she jumps out of the car into the muddy stream. In this vision, who is the Queen of the Nile?"

"Child, who has been the Queen of the Nile for ages?"

"Egypt."

"What is the dandruff, which drops from her hair in the ‘R’ man’s cave?"

"Complaints."

"So, Egypt complains, then gets tired and falls amidst her own complaints?"

"Yes, indeed. This and more."

"Please explain."

"Her garter, which says, ‘Rothschild to the core,’ is cutting off her circulation. See, her leg is swollen and she is becoming crippled from the ‘R’ hold."

"Will she aid in the destruction of the papacy?"

"Child, her leg is crippled and she is falling, amidst her own complaints."

"Yes, My Lord."

"But her dream shows, who is running for the ‘R’ man. Child, all is prepared far in advance for the USA. We shall stop for now. I am Jesus. Yea, Jehovah, … Most High God of Earth."

As witnessed, dictated and recorded this 27th day of October, 1997,
Linda Newkirk