"The Queen of Means and Nelson Mandela!"

"The pipeline of stealth into South Africa comes from the British monarchy. Just as this evil empire has sucked the life out of America, it has sucked the life out of South Africa, Canada, Australia and a host of other countries. You, in these countries, have born the illusion of freedom! But, you are not free and you have had little, if any freedom from the control of the British Royal Family! They are consumed with greed and power and will do anything to stay in power"
- Jesus, Son of the Most High
Book 10, Chapter Nine

PART III

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"The Queen of Means and Nelson Mandela!"

"My Precious Little One, I am your Master. I am your Savior, Jesus, yea Yeshua, Son of the Most High, true heir to Earth and Savior of all of mankind. My Little One, I am coming to you today to explain the prophecy of May 14th, 2004. Other things I will also show you, My Little One. Therefore, this word will be lengthy and if you need to stop for a few minutes and take a break, this is okay. My Child, do you see the faucet, which is before you?"

"Yes, my Lord, I see it."

"And, do you see that this faucet is barely dripping water?"

"Yes, my Lord."

"My Little One, go to the faucet and look inside. What do you see?"

"My Lord, this is a rather large faucet. I believe that it is about 1 ½ inches in diameter. As I look into this faucet, it quickly seems as if I am actually crawling into it; for it is a portal, but a very dark portal. The insides of this faucet are as black as soot, but once inside it, I am able to look far below, and there is the Queen of Means, Elizabeth, the Queen of England, and she is seated at a table with Nelson Mandela of South Africa. Beside the Queen of Means is a large pile of sugar cane. In the hand of the Queen is a piece of sugar cane and she is steadily whittling away at the hard exterior of the sugar cane as she talks to Mandela. Once finished with cutting away the hard exterior of the sugar cane, the Queen hands a piece of the sugar cane to Nelson Mandela. He chews on the sugar cane for a moment and he says, "Uh hummmmm. That is good cane all right and sweet, sweet, sweet! Oh, I like the taste of sugar cane!"

"I can see that you do, " the Queen says, "and for this reason I am going to give you sugar cane. In fact, I am going to give you all the sugar cane in South Africa, but you must do one thing."

Mandela is trying to talk, but is having trouble, as a piece of the sugar cane is caught between his front teeth. I must chuckle at what I am seeing for there is a bit of comedy here. I watch as Nelson Mandela pulls and tugs at the sugar cane, but it is firmly caught between his teeth and he cannot get it out. Then, he suddenly begins to gag as a big string of sugar cane is also stuck in his throat, but the Queen, who is oblivious to the plight of Nelson Mandela, continues to talk non-stop! Nelson Mandela is now seriously choking on his piece of sugar cane and still the Queen prates on. There is no longer any comedy here as this situation is becoming serious!

Nelson Mandela now gets up from his chair and he begins to do a jig, which I can only refer to as the "Sugar cane jig!" His penny loafers are making quite a noise on the concrete floor as he dances this jig. All the while he is desperately pulling at the sugar cane, which is lodged between his teeth and running down his throat. Now, this scene is beginning to get very ugly! Mandela is beginning to froth at the mouth like a mad dog and his eyes are beginning to bulge out of his head, and still his feet are doing the "Sugar cane jig."

But, the Queen remains oblivious to Mandela’s problem with the sugar cane and she continues to talk non-stop. "I’ll get every ounce! I’ll get every cent! I’ll get every pound! I’ll get it all!" And, she furiously peels and peels and peels the sugar cane, talking non-stop, and still never notices the plight of Nelson Mandela. Now, he is writhing on the floor! Mandela is literally choking to death on the sugar cane, but the Queen still never notices. She continues to furiously peel the sugar cane, and to toss it wildly into a pile. This pile of sugar cane is growing so rapidly that it is beginning to cover up a choking Nelson Mandela, but still the greedy Queen does not even notice!

Suddenly the entire scene begins to fade until all is dark and I can no longer see the Queen or Nelson Mandela. But, in the darkness I hear the sound of someone’s heart. "Lubb-dubb, lubb-dubb, lubb-dubb." The sound of this heartbeat is at first very rhythmic and steady, but this heartbeat quickly picks up speed. This heartbeat is accelerating so quickly that it is literally racing now! Someone is in serious trouble!

In the darkness, I hear the sounds of sirens and suddenly I see two emergency attendants emerge from within the darkness and they are carrying someone on the stretcher. I look closely to behold a silent Nelson Mandela. One of the attendants asks, "Any pulse?" And, the other attendant says, "No, man! Start CPR!"

At this point, the other attendant releases a strap, which is secured across the stomach of Nelson Mandela and even as he does so, a black ghoul, a demon from hell grabs the heel of the one, who is about to begin CPR. "He is mine," the ghoulish demon from hell says!"

"Let me go, you fool," the attendant screams!

"Never," growls the ghoulish demon from hell! "He is mine."

Then, I see a deep blackness come about and Mandela is gone. The attendants are gone! The demon from hell is gone! All that I see in the blackness are tiny, cheap twinklers, faint fireworks, which are going off in the night. Then, I see the words, "Nelson Mandela. He has his 15 minutes of fame!"

Suddenly, all is gone and I am back at home, sitting in my own chair. "Oh, my Lord, this is not looking good. Please, My Lord, explain this to me so that all may be the wiser!"

"My Little One, let us go back to the first of the vision with the faucet."

"Yes, my Lord."

"My Child, do you know what this leaky faucet represents?"

"No, my Lord, I do not."

"Go and look on the handle of the faucet. What do you read?"

"My Lord, is reads, ‘Go home Brits!’"

"This is correct, My Child. It reads, ‘Go home, Brits!’ And, you see, My Child, that this faucet has a steady leak. It has a steady drip."

"Yes, my Lord."

"And, My Child, when you climb into the faucet, you see darkness! You see blackness!"

"Yes, my Lord."

"And, as you go into the darkness, what do you see?"

"I see the Queen of Means and she is peeling sugar cane and feeding it to Mandela."

"My Little One, what do you make of this?"

"My Lord, could this be that she is somehow stealing the sugar cane industry in South Africa and that she is giving Nelson Mandela his cut, but that, My Lord, he is going to choke to death on his cut of the sugar cane industry in South Africa."

"You have seen it, My Child. You know, My Little One, that a little of the sweetness is okay, but given too much, one can choke on it. Nelson Mandela has stuffed himself with so much of the sweetness of the sugar cane industry that he shall soon choke on it. But, not before the time that his heart will beat with an uncontrollable fear. Oh, fear shall grip him! His heart shall race! And, it will pound! But, My Little One, it will then be too late for Mandela!

The Queen has a pile of the sugar cane industry and she gives him a taste. But, My Little One, look in the back room. Mandela has a roomful of sugar cane and while the Queen believes that she controls the sugar cane industry, she only has a small pile. Nelson Mandela has double-crossed the Queen about the sugar cane industry. She does not now know what he has done and a fear of unimaginable proportions shall grip his heart because he is about to be found out. And, soon, My Child, his heart shall fail him for fear. He is a goner and the demon from hell is in line to pick him up. Yes, My Child, from darkness he emerged and into darkness he will return. His life created a few sparkles on the Earth, but soon, very soon, his name will be only a faint memory! He had two chances to do right by letting My people go, but he did not! He has followed the Queen to his own demise!

"My Lord, what an irony how things turn out! But, a terrible irony! Let all see, My Lord, that evil does not pay. Evil does not prosper, but condemns ones soul to hell!"

"This is so, My Child. Let all be the wiser!"

"Now, My Child, you have more questions."

"Yes, my Lord."

"On the handle of the faucet are the words, ‘Go home, Brits!’ What does this mean?"

"My Child, look now on the pipe, itself, and read what you see!"

"My Lord, it reads, ‘South Africa economy!’"

"This is correct!"

"So, the pipeline goes to the Queen, who is steadily bleeding her share out of South Africa. This is a slow, but sure drip and she is robbing South Africa."

"It is, My Child. The pipeline of stealth into South Africa comes from the British monarchy. Just as this evil empire has sucked the life out of America, it has sucked the life out of South Africa, Canada, Australia and a host of other countries. You, in these countries, have born the illusion of freedom! But, you are not free and you have had little, if any freedom from the control of the British Royal Family! They are consumed with greed and power and will do anything to stay in power; but My Little One, in the message of May 14th, which we will discuss after you take a break, you can see that the rear end of the Queen is naked. It is bare! It is exposed! As I have given you this message and as you have revealed it over the phone to some, the Queen and her henchmen have kidnapped you to get to the root of this and other prophecies given to you. They drugged you with a truth serum and plowed you with questions, but got riddles!"

"Praises to our Father in Heaven!"

"Then, My Child, they gang-raped you and made a film of your naked rear end as they raped you! They sit in their groups and pass around the film. They mock and they laugh and scorn you, for they believe that you have suffered an immeasurable defeat and embarrassment! But, My Little One, they do not know you! They do not know your heart and they do not know that you are of spirit and to spirit you will return! You are not caught up in the flesh! It is a place to live! This is not you! They came to torture the flesh, but this cannot kill the spirit. They believed that they would kill your spirit but they did not. They will not; for I take your burdens and I give you more Spirit."

"Holy is your beautiful Name, my Lord! I love You so and I thank You that I am counted worthy to suffer for love of You, for love of our Father and for love of my brothers and sisters!"

"So, My Child, the Queen, thinking herself to be god ordered the raping of you and her henchmen, the Bushes and others were only too pleased to obey! And, many, many say, ‘Poor Linda!’ But, I say, Blessed is Linda Newkirk above all women; for I have called you, My Child, and you have done as My Father and I have asked you to do! You have suffered great persecution and ridicule for love of our Father and for love of Me and your brothers and sisters. You have survived many attempts on your life, which are on-going, yet you get back up and come back up to the bat! You, My Little One, are White Buffalo Calf Woman!

Yes, as you know when you were kidnapped by the Black Pope, these evil ones downloaded all your memories and they have their own White Buffalo Calf Woman, a clone of you, a Chinese, and there will be others. But, do not be concerned for this. In fact, My Child, get a good laugh! Laughter is good for the soul!"

"Oh, my Lord, I know. When I saw Nelson Mandela with the sugar cane in his teeth just now, My Lord, this was so hilarious that I could hardly see to write for laughing. This was one hilarious sight!"

"Yes, My Child, some things are full of comedy and one of these things is the cloning of White Buffalo Calf Woman! This is comical, My Child! Yes, some will be deceived. This is so, but what miracle will a clone do! A Luciferian clone can do none; for the mind of a clone is controlled by computer chips. Just as John Ashcroft is a clone of the real Ashcroft! He looks like him! He acts like him, but he has no soul! He does what he is programmed to do, but you, My Child, are full of My Spirit. And, soon, My Child, you will get the full interdimensional power of several thousand dimensions. They know this and this is why they did what they did. They really thought that they could demean you into giving up. But, My Little One, you are better than fine and they are worse than bad. My Little One, I shall use this very act of evil that they did to you to kill thousands of Satanists! That’s right! I said, ‘Thousands of Satanists!’ For, they will take this tape among their groups and over and over again, I will slay them all right on the spot. Some, I will not slay then, but I will put an unimaginable fear of fears into their hearts and any and all of them will be left wondering, ‘Is this my last day? Is this my last breath?’ But, I tell you, My Child, that within a short time, fifteen leaders of nations shall fall to horrendous deaths and scores and scores of their ‘henchmen’ shall go. Some will choke on their food! Spirits of suicide shall hit many and they shall kill themselves. Others will die in terrible accidents and others from slow, agonizing plagues! My Little One, at a level that you do not even realize, you agreed to this horrendous thing, all so that countless numbers of them would all die! Among the first to go will be the Bushes and their evil cohorts. The Queen, on the other hand, will not go as fast. I will keep her alive to see her trusted comrades dying like flies. Then, My Child, I will carry her into the Lake of Fire and back and forth into the Lake of Fire several times just so that she will suffer an agonizing death! Yes, My Child, you agreed to this, just so that they would be slain and slain they shall be in the thousands. In fact, My Child, this very escapade will thin out the antichrist leaders until few of them are left!"

"Praises to our Father in Heaven and praises to you, my Beautiful Savior! Thank you, my Precious Savior, for this opportunity to go through this terrible thing, that these evil ones may be destroyed! And, let no evil ones rise to take the places of these evil ones, who go one, but put Your people in these positions! I am begging You, my Lord! Please, please, please set up Your Holy Kingdom in this Earth! Strike down these evil ones and put Your people in their places! I am asking You, My Lord, to kill so many of the evil ones that the antichrist will have no power base when he comes into power! When he gets into power, let his kingdom be like a flat tire! Do this, my Lord. Take it down, down, down, even as it is rising!"

"My Child, only our Father knows, but he does know! He hears and answers prayers, so keep praying for these and for other things and you will be surprised to see what he will do. I am Jesus, your Master and true heir to Earth! Go now in peace. Take a break; for I have more to give you!"

As witnessed, dictated and recorded this 29th day of May, 2004,
Linda Newkirk
White Buffalo Calf Woman
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"The Crowns of Horns and more"

"Now, My Little One, know this. What I have sent you to do is a very important measure. From henceforth, they shall begin to lose power like a tire, which is going flat. And, this shall lead to the fall of them all. For, I decree it! I am telling you how it shall be. Now, My Little One, be observant and watch what I shall do." - Father in Heaven

Book 10, Chapter Two

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"The Crowns of Horns and more"

"My Beloved Child, I am your Father in Heaven, yea Jehovah, Most High God. My Little One, I have sent you in the Spirit to do a mighty work for Me. First, My Child, I called to your remembrance the crown of horns that has been upon Richard Cheney’s head. As you remember, My Child, a few weeks past, I told you to cut his crown of horns in half and to throw half of it into the Lake of Fire."

"Yes, my Father."

"Then, later, I told you to cut the remaining half into two pieces and to throw half of this into the Lake of Fire."

"Yes, my Father."

"And, then, My Child, I sent you back to further reduce this crown of horns until a singular horn was left."

"Yes, my Father."

"And, this singular horn, My Child, is a horn of ego. Since I have cut away his crown of horns, Richard Cheney has begun to fall. You have read many rumors that George W. Bush wants to drop him as a running mate."

"Yes, my Father."

"Now, you read that he is a bad image for Halliburton and they want to be free of this bad image, in so many words."

"Yes, my Father."

"Now, My Child, I have sent you to Bush Sr. to rip off his crown of horns, which is a much taller and greater crown of horns that that of Richard Cheney. Then, I have told you to rip off his claws on both hands and to rip off his claws on both feet and to throw them into the Lake of Fire as well."

"Yes, my Father."

"And, after this, My Child, I have told you to take My sword and to cut off his head at the neck."

"Yes, my Father, you have."

"And, with this, My Child, the whole world shall soon see My judgement on George H.W. Bush."

"Yes, my Father."

"Then, My Child, I sent you to rip off two of the three crowns of horns, which are on the head of George W. Bush. This, you have done, leaving the crown of horns of the middle size, the one in the middle between the larger crown and the lesser crown."

"Yes, my Father."

"Now, My Child, I want you to take My sword and to cut off the right arm of George. W. Bush at the shoulder. Then, throw this right arm into the Lake of Fire."

"My Father, I have done as You say and the right arm has fallen. I now pick up this right arm and throw it into the Lake of Fire. Oh, My Father, this is a terrible sight; for as the right arm hits the Lake of Fire, I see a mighty explosion and I hear terrible moans and groans coming up out of the Lake of Fire. Oh, My Father, what is this right arm?"

"This right arm is his Father and soon he will no longer be the right arm of George. W. Bush in his killing and murderous rampages."

"This is an awesome thing, Father, and I praise You and thank You for the day when You will remove this evil man from off the face of this planet. I do not take any joy from the suffering of any person, or of any of Your creations. For, to witness it brings sorrow to My heart; but Father, this man, George H.W. Bush is no doubt the most evil man on the planet."

"Certainly, My Child, one of a very select few; but his time is soon to be finished!"

"Then, My Child, I told you to go and rip the crown of horns off the head of Karl Rove and to throw it into the Lake of Fire."

"Yes, Father, and I did so."

"Then, I told you to rip the crown of horns off the head of John Ashcroft and to throw it into the Lake of Fire and you did so."

"Yes, Father."

"And, next came Rumsfeld and you did as instructed, ripping off his crown of horns and throwing it into the Lake of Fire as well."

"Yes, my Father, I did as You asked."

"Now, My Little One, know this. What I have sent you to do is a very important measure. From henceforth, they shall begin to lose power like a tire, which is going flat. And, this shall lead to the fall of them all. For, I decree it! I am telling you how it shall be. Now, My Little One, be observant and watch what I shall do. Do you see George W. Bush at the roulette wheel?"

"Yes, my Father. He throws something into a spinning wheel and it is a round object, which looks like a piece of wood. The wheel spins and the round object spins. When the wheel stops, the round object is sitting on a section of the wheel, which is white. Written on the white area are the words, "You are out!" George W. Bush does not like what he sees, so he climbs atop the roulette wheel and begins to stomp it with his cowboy boots. He stomps the wheel until he creates a very big hole in the wheel, itself. He begins to lose his footing and he begins to fall into the very hole that he created. As he is begging for help to get out of the hole, someone comes down the stairway, which is nearby. It is his Mother, Barbara Bush. "Oh, Poor Baby! What are you into now?" She extends a hand to help him out when a wind, a fierce wind, comes up from behind. This wind catches the dress of Barbara Bush and blows it over her head. Interesting that she is wearing old-fashioned pantaloons, with lots of rows of lace and these pantaloons come to her knees. Now, the roulette wheel begins to spin and Barbara Bush is leaning over it, holding onto George. W. Bush, who is falling farther and farther down into the hole that he has created. With the wheel spinning and the wind blowing, Barbara Bush cannot see, for her dress is over her head. In an instant, she, too, is swept down into the hole and all I hear is a loud scream. The wheel continues to spin and I hear a very loud bump, like the sound that a washing machine makes when the clothes are all on one side and the machine is unbalanced. But, the wheel just keeps on spinning. The banging noise just keeps going and; and suddenly something from behind catches my eye.

As I look back, I see Al Gore emerge from behind the stairs with his wife. He is holding up the hand of his wife and they are smiling! I see a star on the right front tooth of Al Gore. Al Gore is a star! He picks his wife up, goes up the stairs and he takes a seat in the Oval Office. Outside, I see reporters and crowds, who are gathered. And, someone, who is dressed in a black suit and a top hat, comes forward and says, "Mr. President, are you ready?"

Suddenly, I am up in the Oval Office with President Gore and his wife and I take the President’s bare feet and anoint them with oil. I anoint his eyes and his ears and I say to him, "Mr. President, these are going to be four very difficult years." Then, the vision ends.

"Father, I do not know what all this means. You have explained about the crowns and I understand about George. W. I also understand about his Father. But, Father, what is meant by this roulette wheel?"

"My Child, George W. Bush has taken a huge gamble. And, without his Father to control him, he is gambling with a wooden nickel; for George W. Bush is a very foolish man. He will lose. He is even now losing in a drastic way. His Mother will come to his aid yet he will still lose and she will lose. He has created a very large hole for himself. It is time for the rightful heir to the Presidency to step forward and do the work that I have for him to do. This is it, My Little One. It is time for Al Gore to take back what was stolen from him."

"Yes, Father, I know."

"And, with this, My Child, we shall stop for now. I am your Father in Heaven, yea Jehovah, Most High God."

As witnessed, dictated and recorded this 4th day of February, 2004,
Linda Newkirk
White Buffalo Calf Woman

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"The Evil World System and God’s Supernatural Army"

 Con’t from Book VIII, Chapter 20

PART II

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Second Message from our Father in Heaven

"The Evil World System and God’s Supernatural Army"

April 09, 2003

"My Beloved Child, I am your Father in Heaven, yea Jehovah, Most High God. Listen, My Little One, as you hear the wind in the trees and as you know that the same force that is in the wind does cause it to blow in varying directions, know this. The same force that created the parallel universes created you.

Little One, I am the great I AM. I AM that force and this very force caused the creation of all things, both great and small. Listen, My Child, when I tell you that now is the time for the sorting of all. The pure, those, whose hearts are full of My Love, compassion, wisdom, knowledge, understanding and beauty, are in one stack and the impure, the vile, the vain, the lost, the winebibers, the profane, these are in the other. My Little One, look upon these stacks and tell Me what you see."

"Oh, my Father, I see first the pure stack and the numbers are very small, but the light, the brightness, which comes from these small numbers is great. Father, this is such a beautiful light. I feel like a carefree child in a spring meadow in this beautiful light, for there is such beauty, peace and joy. Oh, my Father, how glorious! Oh, that all could live in this utter peace and joy!"

"My Little One, this is the heritage of the true lovers of peace. For, these shall inherit the Earth and all that is in it. These shall find a beautiful home on the New Earth and they shall inherit eternal life. Now, My Little One, what is left?

"Oh, my Father, this other pile is so high that I cannot see the end of it and it is so big around that I cannot see the girth of it. For, it seems to go on and on without bounds. I hear a terrible buzzing sound, then a roaring, which is almost deafening; and, this dark pile is full of this sound. Oh, my Father, I do not want to look, but I am now caught up in this pile of darkness. And, as I walk down the street, I am drawn to look in an open window and I see a man sodomize his wife. I weep. My heart feels broken and I feel sick. With tears streaming down my face, I struggle off the sidewalk and back into the street. Now comes a horse-drawn buggy and a very evil man calls out to me and says, "A drink for a dime, two for a quarter." Still feeling sick, I motion for this man to go on, but he will not give up. "A drink for a dime. Two for a quarter."

I am beginning to feel very irritated with this man; for I sense such evil. He wears a partial clown suit and his face is even painted as a clown; and he puts a dipper into a brewing concoction and reaches out to hand me a drink. "Devil, in the name of Jesus Christ, I rebuke you! You are evil!"

Before my eyes he turns into a reptilian beast, and with whip in hand, he beats the horse. As the carriage rounds the nearest corner, I see written on the back of it, "Son of Perdition."

Feeling wounded and sickened by all that I have just seen, I get back onto the sidewalk and continue on, now coming to a movie theatre. Feeling the push of the Spirit of God, I enter the theatre. Passing the ticket agent, who does not seem to see me at all, I go into the theatre, which is called the ‘theatre of war.’ Taking a seat in the dark theatre, which is called the ‘theatre of war.’ Below is a lighted arena and I see soldiers come forth. They are on horses and they are fighting with swords. As they fight and kill one another, the people cheer! Looking at the blood and carnage, I feel so ill, like I will throw up, but all around me people clap and cheer. I am reminded of the gladiators in ancient Rome and I simply cannot understand why so many people love evil.

I get up from the theatre and go out and throw up in the street, feeling as if I will surely faint. Crossing the street to the other side, I take a seat in a park near a fountain. From the fountain come the sounds of nursery rhymes and these words come to mind, ‘Twinkle, twinkle, little star! How I wonder what you are!"

Out from behind the fountain comes Jon Benet Ramsey and she carries a sign, which reads, "Satanic ritual abuse and kiddy porn.’ On seeing this Precious Child, once again I feel waves of nausea and get up and run from the park. I run into the street and sit on the curb, cupping my face in my hands and I begin to sob deeply.

Oh, my soul is so full of sorrow. I am so very sad! Tears stream down my face and I cannot stop weeping for the children. "Father, Oh, Father, why have You sent me to this evil place? It is full of blood and guts and sorrow and all that is evil and my heart is so burdened."

Amidst my tears, I hear His gentle voice say, "My Little One, have you had enough of the world and what is in it?"

"My Father, You know that I hate what this world stands for. You know how repulsive it is to me and I want none of it. However, as long as we are here, we must live. We must carry on. But, Oh, Father, this world is full of madness."

"Come hither, My Child."

And, suddenly the darkness is gone and I am back beside the stack of the light bearers and our Lord Jesus is wiping my tears. "My Little One," He says, "Today, I give you to eat of the manna of Heaven." Before me is a bowl with a white food that is like bread, but also like pudding. I put the small bowl to my mouth and the bread flows like pudding. It has a beautiful smell and a taste like bananas and cherries, yet a substance like pudding. As I tip the small bowl, it flows into my mouth and as I eat, my sorrow disappears.

"My Child," our Lord Jesus says, "Now, you fully understand the nature of the Broad Way; for it is full of the world. And, as you know, My Child, most are on the Broad Way. But, a few are not as these few are separated out of the world. And through these few, I shall do great and mighty works. But, My Little One, the whole process whereby these few have been separated has been painful for them. These have come out of the world and have gone through great trials. They have gone through great hardships and many sorrows. Truly, My Little One, these have been through the fires of purification and continue to be purified in these fires and these will be counted worthy to escape these things, which are upon the Earth."

"Oh, my Lord, I am so sorry. I am so sorry, My Lord; for these numbers, who are clean before You are so few. How my heart wishes that these numbers were greater!"

"But, My Child, these few are pure and these are about to do great and mighty exploits for Me and your Father. My Child, you are looking at the Supernatural army of God and these are about to receive their supernatural bodies. This is a process and the culmination of the same is at hand. When this takes place, the power of God is going to be unleashed in this army in unimaginable ways. They will be used greatly in warfare against the enemy. They will be used greatly in warfare against the enemy. They will be used greatly in unimaginable ways. My Little One, the Earth has never seen times such as these.

"Oh, my Lord, I feel sickened all over to see such huge numbers in the theatre of war and they are getting their highs from murder, from war. Even now, many believe that with Baghdad being supposedly brought under control, that the Iraqi war is finished."

"My Child, remember how I showed you previously that Saddam Hussein is as a fox?"

"Yes, my Father."

"Now, my Child, do your suppose that this fox will roll over and play dead?"

"No, my Lord."

"Then, know this, my Child, a great surprise for the USA is at hand and they will see that with all their high tech equipment and machines, they have been outfoxed. This war is not over, My Child, just because Washington DC says it is over. It has truly only begun. What you are seeing is a fake victory. Did you hear Me, My Little One? This is a fake victory."

"My Lord, I have a very important question about John Ashcroft. You know that the Spirit of God has shown me that this man is alike a robot of some sort. What I see on his head reminds me of the cyborgs in the Star Trek episodes. And, when I look into his eyes, I see only darkness. My Lord, I have seen similar things on the heads of George W. Bush."

"What you have seen is correct. The real John Ashcroft has been replaced with a replica, who is a robot. My Little One, it will be impossible for most to tell the difference between the cloned robotic humans and the real humans. But, there is one thing that will make them obvious."

"What is this, My Lord?"

"My Little One, they will be given to peculiar movements. Peculiar movements of the head, the feet, the hands, the eyes, etc. This is the obvious thing and also, My Little One, what is not obvious through observation, will be revealed through My Spirit. You know that Ashcroft is robotic because I have shown you and you now know that George W. Bush is robotic because I have shown you."

"But, My Lord, what of the real Bush?"

"The real Bush is still around and he is drugged up, but when need be, the robot is brought out. Understand?"

"Yes, my Lord. So, when the real Bush is killed, these evil ones can use a robot."

"They have and they will, but there will come a time when these robots will not work. Understand?"

"No, my Lord."

"My Child, they are sensitive to electronic variations. They will not survive severe electromagnetic pulse variations."

"My Lord, this has occurred to me. Also, my Lord, I have received word that some in congress are also robotic people."

"My Little One, can you believe this?"

"My Lord, I do. How else would so many be utterly deceived? My Lord, it looks to me like about 75% are being controlled in this way."

"My Child, could you believe that the numbers are higher?"

"Yes, my Lord, I could. But, what has happened to the real congressmen and women?"

"Some are still alive and some are not."

"Oh, my Lord, who would ever believe such a thing?"

"My Little One, few would believe and this is why this terrible trap of Lucifer is upon the world as a snare; for it is full of illusion. Most are asleep; for they believe what their eyes and ears show them."

"My Lord, how can we defend ourselves against robots?"

"My Child, those in My army shall speak death to them and they shall die!"

"My Lord, how long? How long, My Lord, must Your people live under this evil?"

"My Child, nuclear attacks on America are imminent. Did you hear Me?"

"Yes, my Lord. Just yesterday, I saw in Los Angeles in a vision and it seemed to be a burned and charred mess."

"My Child, this is World War III and it is going to escalate. The foolish Americans, who cry, ‘victory’ today will weep tomorrow. For, your heralded victory in Iraq shall be very short-lived. Several cities in America now face a nuclear attack. I shall show you a few of them. Los Angeles is one. New York City is one. Chicago is one. Tampa/Miami is one. Phoenix AZ is one. DC is one and there are others. But, I am giving you only a few, which are in sightline of the enemies of America. Do you hear Me, My Child?"

"Yes, my Lord."

"My Little One, what you see in Iraq is a carefully crafted illusion. While Americans applaud their victory, and while the news shouts victory, the coalition of forces behind Hussein is growing."

"My Lord, the numbers on the Broad Way are so great. My heart aches for what will become of them."

"My Little One, a few will come out of this evil and during the great tribulation they will be spared. Many, many will end up in hell."

"My Lord already the fifth seal is open and this is shocking."

"My Child, few have their eyes open and few know just how far along the New World Order is."

"My Lord, to hear of how the new military recruits got a computer chip on the back of the right hand and one in the forehead is utterly devastating!"

"My Child, this is what I am saying. Few realize how far along the New World Order is in their plans. Those, who have this chip in their forehead, have received a bombardment of messages to ‘kill, kill, kill and fear, fear, fear.’ This is why you read that approximately half of the American soldiers are being killed by their own kind. This is the New World Order attempt to create an army of one mindset. This is why you read of so many women and children being killed. They want a killing machine and this is it. These same ones in the military will use these chips for ID purposes to buy and sell. Understand? See how craftily this has been done. Nevertheless, as you have heard, many thousands have received these recent chips, well over 125, 000 and increasing every day, without so much as an objection."

"Oh, my Lord, I fear that they are doomed!"

"My Child, what Lucifer does is very cunning, cunning indeed!"

"My Lord, I do not understand it. Many times, I have given people the warning, which was given by You and our Father, that people need to come away from TV; for it is a mind control device. They need to come away from the movies for these are mind control devices; but My Lord, they do not shut the TV down. They will not give it up! They will not stop the movies!"

"My Little One, all have given their powers to the beast. Those, who are addicted to TV, who believe what they see on it, will go forth and take the chip, save they turn from this evil. For, just as the soldiers have willingly taken these chips, so will the TV lovers. For, to take it will seem like the right thing to do and the brainwashed will go out and take it. But, all have been warned. So, the wise will come out of the world. For, I have shown you the fate of the world."

"Yes, my Lord, I know."

"And, with this, we shall stop for today."

"My Lord, I have one more question. What will happen when these evil ones attempt to grab one of Your Loved Ones to make robots of them?"

"My Child, this is a good question. The evil ones have taken the DNA from many and at a certain time, they will attempt to capture My Tried and True, My Light Bearers, so that they can easily release clones. When this comes about, the perpetrators will drop dead on the spot. Understand?"

"Yes, my Lord."

"So, be at peace, My Child; for the time is at hand that the awesome power of God is coming into My Faithful, the Tried and True, the Pure of Heart. I am Jesus and all is given in accordance with the will of God, yea Jehovah, the Most High."

As witnessed, dictated and recorded this 9th day of April, 2003,
Linda Newkirk

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