Iran Conflict, and more…

Raquel Welch

"The USA is in a sea of debt, Child; and what you see as the economic picture is a lie."

"She’s a user, an abuser, a drug trafficker and a killer. Do you trust this?"

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Iran Conflict, and more…

"Precious child, I am Master Jesus. You have disciplined yourself this day to honor my requests to sit and write; and you shall not go unrewarded. You are on the heights of My Holy Mountain as I have brought you here on the wings of My Spirit."

"Yes, My Lord, I am here, flying freely on Your Spirit, and suspended in air; but suddenly it seems that something like pudding is hitting me all over my body, and I feel as if I am in some kind of storm."

"Yea, Child, you think that this is a storm, or that it is pudding, but it is a gift from your Father, … pure power, which sinks into your soul and strengthens you."

"My Lord, I realize that this is happening as I can see that I am aglow with this substance and it creates a pure, radiant light. Suddenly, I notice a satchel near me; which beckons me to unzip it; and as I begin to do so, a radiant umbrella pops out. I reach for the umbrella, but it disappears; and I am drifting ever upward in this glorious light. I must have missed Your Upper Room."

"Child, you have not noticed it, but you are in My Upper Room."

"What was the purpose of the umbrella?"

"To make you realize that you are moving upward in Me and I provide the Way. Grab hold of the umbrella and read what is written on it."

"It says, ‘I am here for you. Jesus, Your Master.’"

"My Lord, I know this through and through; and I love you with all my heart."

"I carry you upward when you expect it least. Now, My Little One, look before you and see a radiant door."

"Yes, My Lord, I see it."

"Child, ride upon the wings of My Spirit and enter."

"My Precious Lord, what pure beauty enfolds me as I am bathed in the light of your love and peace. Your wondrous Spirit carries me as a peaceful wind through this door and now spellbound I drift over a most beautiful, glass floor. Below me, all is illuminated with waves of flashing lights in many pastel colors."

"Stand on the floor, My Child, and write as seen and given."

"My Lord, upon standing upon this glass floor, I behold a very clear vision of Bill Clinton dining with Queen Elizabeth; and they are eating steak and lobster with red wine. On Clinton’s lobster are the words, ‘I’ve got you Babe.’ The Queen, on the other hand, has eaten all of her lobster except for one remaining piece. And, as she talks to Bill, she does not notice that a tiny mouse called the ‘Iran’ conflict runs out of the last bite of lobster. This mouse scampers into her lap, down her dress, and back up under her skirt. She begins to feel the movement of the mouse and begins to squirm, but she continues to eat her meal as if nothing has happened. On her steak are the words, ‘Joggle this and joggle that.’ The steak looks slimy and is moldy; in fact it is rotten and stinky, but she does not notice that the food is putrid; and she continues to take small bites."

"Every time the Queen takes a bite of the rotten meat, a gnome with pointed ears rides into the Queen’s mouth atop the meat. Each gnome lands on its feet with flashlight in hand and begins banging around on the Queen’s teeth with a crowbar and a hammer. One of the gnomes whispers, ‘She doesn’t suspect anything yet. Let’s get busy.’ So, they take drills and begin to make tiny holes at the base of her molars. Then, they put tiny amounts of dynamite into each drilled hole. When the first tooth blows, called Ireland, it smarts and the Queen grabs her throat, just as an ugly pirate comes up behind her. ‘This is for the Princess of Wales,’ he says; and he cuts off the end of the Queen’s nose. She is bleeding and in a state of shock, but Clinton just keeps trying to cut a piece from his tough lobster.

"Meantime, the gnomes keep working, drilling, stuffing and blowing until steam begins to come from the Queen’s eyes and ears. One gnome stands amidst the smoke playing a tape loudly in the Queen’s right ear, which says:

‘Clinton is a liar, a sneak and a thief;

And you made him your friend.

He is a traitor, like YouHoo.

What shall you do?

For, all is seen,

You Queen of Mean.’

"As Bill Clinton is occupied with eating his tough meat, he does not notice that blood is dripping from the Queen’s nose; and on each drop of the Queen’s blood are the words: ‘The Queen of Mean Killed Diana.’ Underneath the Queen’s chair, the pirate has placed a jack and it pushes the Queen up and makes her tall. On this jack are the words, ‘opium and dope trade.’ With this jack, the pirate keeps elevating the Queen higher and higher until she is looking far down at Clinton. But, still Bill Clinton does not notice the plight of the Queen; he just kept on picking at his tough meal."

"‘You Sorry Scandal,’ the Queen blurts out to Bill Clinton. ‘You are rotten to the core! You have lied about the embassy bombings and you have lied about who did it! You did it, you farce; and you have made me a fool! I shall destroy you! You idiot! You are scary!’"

"Still, a gnome sits on the Queen’s shoulder, and has replaced the first tape with a second. It blasts into the Queen’s ear:

‘Scary, scary,

Fe Fi Fo Fum!

Who will carry

The sales pitch home?’

"‘The sales pitch,’ the Queen ponders. "Hmmm, I will carry the sales pitch. After all, I am the Queen of the House of Windsor. The whole world shall bow down to me. This is the sales pitch:

‘See,

I’m no witch, but a Queen of Grace.

See my face.

A smile or two for You Hoo

Will make you see me

As your Queen

Of Everlasting Kindness!’"

"But, the gnomes do not like her words, so they dig out bigger holes in her front teeth called ‘London’ and ‘Paris Underground,’ and they plant hollow bullets in the teeth with timers attached to them. ‘When she stands up,’ one of the gnomes says, ‘we will blast out her front teeth. She will have a knee-jerk-reaction and cover her knees named Kensington and Buckingham, but we will send more gnomes to sweep and rake them.

And, more gnomes come called ‘Rothschild to the Core’ and they sweep and rake her knees. Then, they climb her head and go after Prince Charles. ‘He’s a wacko,’ the gnomes say. ‘Let him have it in the head! When he beds Camilla for a thriller, we will steal his meal deal.’"

"So, as Charles lies in bed with Camilla, they bombard him with energy waves; and on each wave are the words, ‘microwave hit.’ ‘We shall not miss,’ the gnomes say, ‘hitting him in bed with his story book friend. For, we shall put an end to his notion of being a king, …to the end, My Friends.’"

"Poor Charles is befuddled. He is confused and settles for being second best, but king no less if only in reverence, no title or crown. For, Charles fell on and broke his good leg. ‘Diana’s the victor; she wins over Charles. In life as in death, the Queen of Mean loses. She loses. She loses,’ say the gnomes.

"My Lord, this looks very bad for the Queen and it looks like the Rothschilds are scheming at how they will take over the Monarchy."

"More than you will ever know."

"But, the Queen and Prince Charles do not see this and neither does Clinton."

"Child, is Clinton not blinded by his own ego?"

"Yes, My Lord, he is blinded by it and asleep to it."

"So, My Child, the gnomes are busy."

"Creating unrest for the Queen in the underground."

"Exactly."

"So, they shall go after the palaces?"

"They already have."

"My Lord, what does ‘sweep’ and ‘rake’ mean?"

"They have entered the palaces and swept for listening devices and raked them up. And they have implanted their own, as you were told long ago."

"So, once again we hear of the Queen’s killing Diana and Dodi."

"Child, she is responsible for the killing of Diana and Dodi, but they shall be victorious over the Queen." "And, Clinton and the embassy horrors?"

"Child, to cover his sins, to start one evil thing to cover up another."

"My Lord, will the people ever know the truth about the bombing of these embassies?’

"It will come out, and is known even now by others around the world. This act of aggression opens the door for the destruction of the USA, as you will see."

"My Lord, let us go back to the vision of August 20, 1998. Tell me about the door Clinton knocks on. It has writing on three doorposts. Please explain this."

"Child, on the left doorpost are the words, ‘give me some gum.’ Clinton is walking into a sticky situation when he enters through this door. ‘I’ve gotta spit’ means that he will wish to get rid of this sticky gum, but he will not be able to do so."

"So, Mr. Fellowship is the "R" man?"

"He has been a great source of his fellowship and commands."

"What about the clown?"

"Who is the clown, Child?"

"Henry Kissinger."

"And, Kissinger also represents Germany."

"My Lord, what do the nectarines represent?"

"The gravy, Child, the nectar of power."

"And, the grapes?"

"Child, walk into one of them."

"My Lord, I walk into one of the grapes and I see Queen Elizabeth eating a piece of celery; and on it are the words ‘never’ on one side and ‘will Clinton win’ on the other."

"So, the Queen is actually behind Germany to get rid of Clinton?"

"This will be seen."

"So, she is two-faced to the core?"

"She’s a user, an abuser, a drug trafficker and a killer. Do you trust this?"

"No, My Lord, not in the least; and I suppose that the black bat in the ceiling of the cave is surveillance?"

"Child, it is more than surveillance."

"How so?"

"It is a death trap. See the guillotines killing my sheep. It sees all it wishes to see."

"My Lord, I abhor this evil and it saddens me deeply. As we move along with this vision, My Lord, please explain the musical shoes and the words made on the wind around the clown’s feet."

"Child, the walk of the clown creates disharmony and dread; and the cries of the dead and dying will utter the words, ‘Drop dead, Hitler!’ For, Hitler is at it again. The same spirits, which controlled him are back in control of Germany."

"My Lord, I am so saddened for so many of us, who will be subjected to this evil."

"Yes, Child, but remember: I am the victor!"

"And, the clown restores the Geneva Bank?"

"Remember who manipulates world money?"

"Yes, My Lord; and I suppose that the mystery murder music is for Bill Clinton."

"Child, this is a mystery and Bill Clinton will be the last to find out."

"Well, what is meant by the hangover?"

"Clinton is looking for a cure for his excesses and is begging off. He needs help to straighten things out." "What about the adjustment and the fox key?"

"Oh, he will make Bill Clinton’s spine straight with his foxy ways; and he will put him on his toes. He will make Clinton’s walk tall, but his walk will not be smooth. Clinton is rigid and his walk will be most difficult." "What did he do for Clinton?"

"He gave him a few months."

"A few months for what?"

"To live and reign as president."

"But, My Lord, Bill Clinton does not know what awaits?"

"He does not."

"So, Bill Clinton says ‘I’ve gotta go,’ because he thinks he has gotten what he wants from the ‘R’ man?’

"Child, he thinks this. He has received money manipulation in the US economy, but only for a short while."

"What is the conversation between Chelsea and Clinton?"

"Child, it is about Bill Clinton, who is lost in the Monica situation. Hillary has seen him bounce back so many times and is not worried, but she does not see the cuckoo birds and she does not know that your secret and dark service bombed your own embassies. Child, the black gator at the end of his spine is the end result of what he has done. He has been given a death wish. This death wish is to kill and to be killed. The weave of deception is darkness and death."

"My Lord, tell me about the banana peals."

"Read what is written on them."

"I am having trouble reading as there are mirrors on them. I curse this evil to nothingness, in your name, My Lord; and suddenly I see the words: ‘Clinton’s ruination.’ Does this mean that the bombing of the embassies will be his ruination?"

"Both his and that of the USA. The people will find out the truth in time."

"So, if Bill Clinton had been impeached straightaway for the Lewinsky situation, some of this would have been avoided?"

"Child, Bill Clinton has a free will, but his will is for power and control."

"My Lord, who are the heinas?"

"Child, see: ‘the Swiss banks, global moneychangers and new worlders;’ read what is before you."

"The bricks are the weight of his wrongs. But, Iran is in the picture?"

"Oh, yes, Child, remember the prophecy of June 17, 1997 in which I foretold the summit in the fall of ‘97 involving Iraq, Russia, China and France against the USA. At that time, I told you that there would be five countries, but you did not know who the fifth country was. It is Iran."

"That’s right, My Lord, you said that Russia would take a stand against the USA and that there would be five countries involved. These countries were Russia, China, France, Iraq and now you reveal the fifth as Iran. And, Russia did take this stand in the fall of ’97 and continues to do so. But at this time, there are many more countries supporting Russia and China against the USA."

"My Lord, please explain what is meant by ‘sea of debt.’"

"The USA is in a sea of debt, Child; and what you see as the economic picture is a lie."

"And, the clown, who pops Bill Clinton is Germany?"

"This and more."

"My Lord, what do you mean by ‘this and more?’"

"Clinton and the Raquel Welch scandal."

"Raquel Welch?"

"Yes, indeed."

"You mean figuratively?"

"I mean truthfully."

"So, he has had an affair with Raquel?"

"He has bedded Hollywood."

"So, My Lord, there is a Hollywood scandal?"

"To the core."

"You mean like ‘wag the dog?’"

"I mean, ‘bed the dog.’"

"My Lord, when Bill Clinton is popped in the mouth by the clown, what do the teeth represent?"

"Status and prestige."

"So, this is the same as ‘shopping cart news?’"

"Child, what is ‘shopping cart news?’"

"I do not know."

"Look at the shopping cart."

"I see it, My Lord; and it is empty."

"Child, this is the news. Great famine is coming upon the USA."

"And, the great famine starts a fire?"

"It starts a roaring fire."

"And Hollywood and Germany ultimately say openly to Bill Clinton, ‘I doubt you, phony!’"

"Every word."

"And, Clinton is thrown out of the "R" cave?"

"Yes, indeed!"

"And, we see Hussein meet Clinton at the bottom of the hill… Is this Capitol Hill?"

"It is."

"My Lord, how does Hussein divide Bill Clinton?"

"Through war, disease, famine, illness and death, he divides Clinton’s home."

"How does Hussein fight a fire in the midst of a fire?"

"He fights his own fires at home and on your soil."

"So, the USA will be devastated through war and it will surrender?"

"This is their plan."

"But, will it be so?"

"This is one thing you will decide. If you want freedom, you will fight for freedom with every ounce of your strength and you will come back to Me. But, even so, Child, what you have or can have under this world government system is very limited. You have become decadent and lazy and most stopped fighting long ago. Most of you only fight one another. I am Jesus. Yea, Jehovah, Most High God of Earth."

As witnessed dictated and recorded this 3rd of September 1998,

Linda Newkirk

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"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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"Those, who follow Lucifer, can be the smoothest, the most charming of all.

The evil ones have gained control of your legislative bodies, where they get their way 95 to 100% of the time. These evil ones have you sewed up. They own you; they own your media and work to destroy your youths. You are decadent and this is why you must go as a nation." – the Father to Linda Newkirk

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"Precious Child, it is I, Master Jesus. Sit and write from atop the Mountain; for your cries have been heard to the heavens. Time is short to get these messages out and you need great discipline to get them typed, so that they can be published."

"Yes, My Lord."

"Child, climb into My chair of power, wisdom abundant, knowledge, miracles and more. You shall need to prepare your son-glasses for microscopic vision; for, you shall need to look far below. Write as seen, and given."

"My Lord, I am looking far below and find myself in a room. There is a man in this room, pacing back and forth, who appears to be George Washington; but as I look at him man I know that he is wearing a disguise. When he takes off the disguise, I see that he is a younger Ronald Reagan."

"‘Tis so, Child."

"Why the disguise?"

"What is before him, Child?"

"The Declaration of Independence. This George Washington/Ronald Reagan enigma looks admiringly at this document and seems to be pleased. There are others in this room, where a celebration is unfolding. He approaches others with the ‘high-five’ sign, slapping their hands with glee. I look outside and see abundant snow on dark, narrow streets, and with the exception of several horses tied to posts just outside the door, all seems rather deserted. Inside, Washington rolls up the Declaration of Independence and puts it under his arm; then, he takes a lantern, leaves the festivities, and heads down the snow-filled street. He follows the street a short distance and comes to a door, which is labeled ‘Martha Washington.’ He knocks on the door and much to my surprise Nancy Reagan answers the door. She invites him into a modest house and they sit at a table for two.

‘The Yankees are coming,’ he says. ‘We must bed down for the night.’ Then, they put on their nightcaps and go to bed. At 1:00 AM there are three, strong knocks at the front door. A very large man, resembling the late Dan Blocker, stands at the door and says, ‘The Yankees are coming, we must prepare.’ The two dress hurriedly and go outside into the cold night air, where the snow is falling steadily. Martha takes a broom and begins to sweep aside the snow, but it falls faster that she can sweep.

‘Get into the carriage!’ George exclaims. ‘Hurry, the Yankees are coming!’ Hurriedly, Martha jumps into the carriage and the fat man drives. The roads are very rocky and Martha’s hat keeps falling over to one side. Washington blurts out, ‘What shall we do about the Melai Massacre?’ Martha pretends not to hear and keeps on knitting. As they travel on, they come to a small stream called ‘The Stream of Life,’ and they cross it. It is rocky, indeed, but they go over, even though the carriage sways from side to side. ‘Get me some lotion, Martha,’ George commands. ‘My hands are chapped, and this journey shall be long.’

Martha pulls a bottle of Jergens Lotion from her purse and oils his hands and feet. Washington is beginning to look very old; his hair is white and sparse and his face is chapped. ‘What shall we do, Martha? The Yankees are coming and they shall kill us, surely.’

‘Dear, we shall ride the West Wind. Ride the West Wind!’ In the flight on the West wind, the two get caught up in cinders. Gray-black cinders cover them and Martha says, ‘I despise soot. Look at us. We are black with filth.’

‘Yes,’ Reagan says, ‘but, we have reached our destination; we are at the base of the mountain. See the writing of the mountain, ILLUMINATI WELCOMES YOU, WELCOME HOME.’

At the base of the mountain is a black door, through which both enter, awaited by cheering crowds. Then, they lie on conveyor belts and travel down them until they end in front of steam pressers, like those found in laundries. Both Ronald and Nancy pass through the steamers and are ironed flat. Someone dressed in white, with a chef’s hat, takes them off the conveyor and stands them up. At first, they look like cardboard cutouts, but soon they begin to expand on their own. As they come to life, they begin mingling with in the crowd.

As I look over the crowd, I see George Bush, President Carter, Gerald Ford, Lyndon Johnson at the bar drinking one shot of whiskey behind the other, Clinton, Gore, of course the ‘R’ man, Queen Elizabeth, Newt Gingrich, and an array of other people I do not recognize. I see a famous movie director from Los Angeles, Henry Kissinger, and Barbara Walters, hobbling on a cane. Nearby is Diane Sawyer. There are many at this gathering, who embrace evil."

"Yes, Child, ‘tis so."

"My Lord, why did you show me this?"

"To show you something about the history of your country."

"So, George Washington was of The Illuminati?"

"‘Tis so."

"Ronald Reagan is the spirit of George Washington?"

"Back again."

"Looks like he picked the same wife?"

"Have you not seen it?"

"Yes, My Lord. Washington had much to do with the founding of our country, yet he loved the secret societies of evil?"

"Both George and Martha were caught up in this evil."

"Who are the ‘Yankees?’"

"Those they consider infidels."

"What do you mean?"

"Those opposed to Illuminati causes."

"Why would they be concerned about this?’

"Threats to power, Child."

"We believe that good men founded this country, but it was a haven for Luciferians from the beginning."

"The wheat grow with the tares."

"Why were they so eager to get away from the ‘Yankees?’"

"They had a dread, a fear of being caught."

"So, they carried this fear with them when they crossed the stream of consciousness?"

"‘Twas one rocky road."

"Why did they make a decision to go west in this life?"

"To get away from Washington and their past."

"But they went back to Washington."

"Yes, indeed. For, unresolved conflicts draw one to the same places and situations."

"Explain the cinders and the soot."

"What do you believe this to be?"

"When they died they were caught up in darkness."

"This and more."

"Please explain."

"Where there’s smoke, there’s fire."

"They went to hell?"

"Were they not black with soot?"

"Yes, My Lord. If they went to hell last time for their secret, dark doings, why did they come back and get into the Illuminati darkness again?"

"Birds of a feather."

"Reagan could be so charming."

"Charming, indeed, just as Clinton is charming. Those, who follow Lucifer, can be the smoothest, the most charming of all."

"My Lord, why was Martha trying to sweep the snow at night?"

"What is the snow?"

"I cannot be sure."

"Drought of the soul."

"Like a cold soul?"

"Exactly."

"So, she was trying to expunge guilt by her actions?"

"Expunge coldness, absence of Me."

"My Lord, they entered the cave and went down the conveyor through the presses. What does this mean?"

"Through ritual, Child, their humanness has been ironed out. They came out stiff from ironing and then became the life of the illuminati party, did they not?"

"Yes, My Lord."

"Then, ‘tis so, in real life."

"Reagan has seemed so easy-going."

"In some ways, yes. Where he is lacking, Nancy supplies the iron."

"This is most amazing."

"Amazing, yes, how the Luciferians have managed to control you from atop since the beginning."

"And, we hadn’t a clue."

"Neither, do many of them, Child. They just feel the pull of like mind and spirit and they travel it."

"With these at the top, how have we managed to stay afloat as long as we have?’

"Child, you have had many in your government, who were not Luciferians."

"Like John Kennedy, perhaps? Was he killed because he would not go along with the Luciferian plans?"

"He was killed because he would not accept their plans for world expansion."

"You mean, the New World Order?"
"This and more."

"Like, what?’

"He would not smoke the ‘big cigar.’ See the ‘big cigar.’"

"My Lord, I see a big cigar, which reads ‘Money changers.’ The cigar has a brown door, which opens to a dark stairway, which has a single light on the wall."

"Go down the stairway."

"My Lord, I have done so; it is exceedingly cold here at the base of these stairs and the wind is howling, like an Arctic wind. I see a steel-gray, metal door in front of me."

"Push open the door.’

"I have done so and find myself amidst great boulders of ice, and snow is all about. I see an office in the rear of the room and the lower part of this office is wooden, but the upper part is glass, and I can see into the room. The door to the office has writing, which says, ‘Rothschild only;’ and I see one of the ‘R’ family in the office chewing up a huge cigar and spitting out the chewed up pieces. Incredibly, he is spitting out these chewed up pieces, spit and all, into ice trays and freezing this concoction in various freezers, lining the walls and hallways, as far as I can see. Looking beneath, I see three basements full of these ice trays. So, My Lord, this ‘R’ man was in on the death of JFK because he would not play and pay the Illuminati way?"

"This, and more."

"Like, what?"

"Like, whom?"

"My Lord, whom?"

"Child, who has his nose up the rear end of this ‘R’ man?"

"Lyndon Johnson. You mean, he knew?"

"Not only did he know, he was an active player."

"Did Oswald fire the shots that killed Kennedy?"

"Child, you know the story. He was a plant. The real shots came from elsewhere, from those within your own government, from your own Illuminati secret service. Child, why do you believe them to be called ‘Secret?’"

"Because their deeds are so evil, and they must work in darkness that others not know."

"‘Tis so, Child. Like attracts like."

"My Lord this is chilling and dark to the core."

"Yes, indeed, Child, the Illuminati have controlled nearly 2/3 of your presidents."

"Now, we find out. All the time, we believed we had a democracy."

"Child, you have had a battle ground, where good and evil have fought for control. At least, you have had this chance, but this has changed dramatically. The evil ones have gained control of your legislative bodies, where they get their way 95 to 100% of the time. These evil ones have you sewed up. They own you; they own your media and work to destroy your youths. You are decadent and this is why you must go as a nation."

"My Lord, I know and the fall comes swiftly."

"‘Tis so, Child, as you are ripe. Go in me. I am Jesus. Yea Jehovah, Most High God of Earth."

As witnessed, recorded and dictated this 16th day of October, 1997,
Linda Newkirk

                                                                             

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U.S. BAILBONDSMAN

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JUDGE NOT ANOTHER. I SHALL JUDGE. FOR, I KNOW ALL! - Jesus

USA, beware of demonic forces. Medias' voice is zipped up!

Excerpt from Book 2, Chapter  6.

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U.S. BAILBONDSMAN

"Precious Child, come up to the top of the Mountain and sit in the chair of wisdom, knowledge and power. Cast your two-edged sword far below to the waiting masses and watch it spread, first like a small light, then like a streak, then like a fire. Yes, Child, it is your sword. For, this two-edged sword of My truths, wisdom, and power, which is entrusted you, shall go among many peoples, nations and tongues. Long after your body is gone, this fire will burn. Now, Precious One, sit and write as seen and given."

"I thank you, My Lord for this knowledge. Sometimes I wonder what will become of these writings."

"Child, these prophecies shall be read by kings, queens, and noblemen, the poor, destitute, the middle-classed, the young and the old. Near, far and wide they shall travel, at first like a spark, then as a streak of fire and ultimately like a vast fire. The world shall seek these works; for they shall be sorely lost and looking for a way. When they read them, they will know that I am their Way, and they will know that you are a simple person living a simple life on simple means. They will know how you fought great hardship and serious illness. They will know how you and your husband sacrificed to get the first works edited, how you endured in spite of great criticism from family, friend and foe. They will know how you fought your own insecurities as you listened to these messages, how you doubted, how you feared, and how you died for what you know to be true. They will come to know your weaknesses and your strengths.

For, you are they and they are you. You all share the same strengths and weaknesses at some space in time. For this, Child, I warn all, JUDGE NOT ANOTHER. I SHALL JUDGE. FOR, I KNOW ALL!

Now, Precious One let it be known that I know your sorrow for what you behold. I know your deep sadness for that, which is unfolding. Yet, have you chosen darkness over light? No you have not! You have steadily sought My Light over much time; yet you harbor fears that you have heard wrong or seen wrong. You have fought constant Luciferian attacks as he and his try to disable and kill you daily. You strive for perfection; yet I shall not beat you over the head or strike you down for error. I know that your desire is to serve me, that you have humbled yourself and sought to do your best. Child, I honor this! Remember this when you come to My Mountain.

I give you what you can handle. I have not shown you gory details of the great dearth, starvation, murder, and cannibalism. For, I know that your heart would be broken. Child, seek and strive for greater heights in me and fear not. Know that you are greatly loved and cherished, that I am with you and (so are) many angels, even apostles."

"My Lord, I ask for further confirmation of some of the dates given me. It is important that these be accurate."

"Yes, Child. ‘Tis so. And, I shall provide these."

"We were writing of The US and Russian soldiers, who were joined at the hip. Is there more?"

"Yes, Child, adjust your son-glasses to that of telescopic vision, and look far below to the gates at the base of the Mountain."

"My Lord, I see some very tall, thick gates, which are locked and barred."

"Child, take your scepter, your sword, your keys and take these mighty, warring angels with you. Go below to the gates and when told take the key and unlock the gate."

"My Lord, I am here at the gates aware of the angels towering above me. They are so mighty and I am so small, appearing as a child with two brown braids. But, before my eyes, I begin to assume the appearance of the prophetess, dressed in a white robe with a white hood covering my head. One of the angels points to a bright key and motions for me to take it from a chain around my waist. I reach down and take this key of white light radiance and am suddenly blinded."

"Place it between your hands."

"My Lord, I have done so and am still aware of the great radiance as it shines through my hands. Once I open my hands, I see that the brightness has gone, and a small brass key remains. The key is tarnished as if it is old, or has been used a lot. My Lord, the lock on this gate is huge and this key seems so small to open such a lock."

"Child, you have the key which will fit many locks."

"My lord, what is this key?"

"Love and honor."

"I am still somewhat puzzled."

"Push it in and see."

"My Lord, I take the key and place it into the lock. It goes straight through to the other side, and suddenly looks like a skeleton key. The lock clicks, opens and falls to the ground."

"Push on the gates and go in."

"My Lord, before I go in, will you tell me where I am?"

"Look at the placard to the left (of the gate), near the top of the wall."

"I see it, but I cannot read it."

"Climb the wall."

"I have climbed the wall and am looking straight at the writing. I see that it reads, ‘US’ something."

"US, what?"

"I cannot tell."

"Open the mailbox beneath the word, ‘US.’"

"I open the box to see that it is full of mail."

"Take out a piece."

"I have a letter and the name on the letter is ‘US BAILBONDSMAN.’ Why bailbondsman?"

"Climb down, go through the gates and see."

"My Lord, I am walking across a freshly-poured concrete sidewalk. This walkway leads up to a building with very tall, arched windows in front."

"Go into the building, up to the counter and give the man the key."

"As I enter the building I see the counter and a man behind it, who looks like a mannequin. He readily takes the key and gives me a paint tray full of grease. ‘Take this,’ he says, ‘and paint the walls with this bacon grease.’ What shall I do, My Lord?"

"Take the brush from the counter, Child. Place it with the grease in the container and take all out onto the patio. As you get there note the two walls. One says, ‘US’, and the other says, ’USSR.’ Then, take the grease and paint the wall, which says, ‘US.’"

"My Lord, I am painting this wall with this grease, and as I do so, a blazing fire starts on the wall."

"Continue to paint the whole wall. The fire will not hurt you."

"My Lord, it seems that I will need to paint little more, as the fire is quickly burning away the entire wall. I see a social event taking place in the room behind this wall. Queen Elizabeth is present and next to her is Bill Clinton with his constant smile. Nearby is BorisYeltsin and across from him is the ‘R’ Man of Germany, who is laid back in a lounge chair with his feet resting on an ottoman. Many unknowns mingle around, but I see two I recognize: Fidel Castro and a Chinese leader.

Now, I am focused on Bill Clinton as he talks to The Queen. The appearance of The Queen is disturbing. On the front, she wears the regal garb of the queen, but on her backside she wears a camouflage suit of a soldier. In her belt are many stacks of English currency. She removes five stacks of this currency and hands them to Bill Clinton."

"I sure needed this," he says. "I was afraid the press would find out. And, you know that would be a disaster."

"Oh, they would never print such a thing!"

"Oh, they would print it about me," Clinton says.

"Well, they have no power," The Queen sniffs. "We have the press sewed up."

"Hey, Queen, would you give me a dance?"

"Just this last time, Bill."

"The Queen and Clinton begin to dance; but she has spurs on her boots and Clinton’s feet get caught up in the spurs. In fact, the spurs cut him along his legs in several places and he begins to bleed. Blood begins dripping down his legs and onto the floor, but he continues to dance with the Queen, failing to see the problem. In a short time, he slips in the blood and falls to the floor. Others keep dancing, but Bill Clinton cannot get up. He grabs a piece of The Queen’s gown and tries to get up but she just keeps on dancing and pulling Clinton along.

I see one, who is aware of a bleeding Clinton down on the floor, being carried along by The Queen’s gown. This one is Germany and he spits on Clinton. The Queen drags Clinton to the open door where I see her take some very large shears and cut off the portion of the robe to which he was clinging."

"Clinton quickly grabs the portion of the severed robe and pulls it to his nose. Deeply he inhales the scent of the robe. ‘Ah, royalty,’ he says, ‘the smell of royalty!" Then, Clinton drags himself back to the chair he was seated in earlier and sits down. Taking the piece of royalty, he sticks it into the front of his pants. He doesn’t seem to notice that his pants bulge with the piece of royalty and that a small piece is hanging from his fly. Clinton’s body, face and elbows are very bloated from the fall; his teeth are wide and his mouth is large, too large for his head. His eyes roll backwards and I hear the sounds, ‘tick-tock, tick-tock.’ His eyes roll on the ‘tick’, then stop on the ‘tock’, and roll forward to repeat the process again. He has no money in his front pockets, but in his back pockets are the five stacks of currency from the Queen. I look at the clock on the wall as the party goes on. The time is 11:57 PM, 1998."

I hear The Rothschild Man speak to someone and I look to see that he is speaking to a man wearing a lamb’s suit. Who is this man in this lamb’s suit, My Lord?"

"Child, look at the front of the belt, see ‘Saudi Arabia.’"

"So, is this a lamb or someone disguised as a lamb?"

"Child, look beneath the suit on the head."

"My Lord, I see horns. This is no lamb, but a goat! Now, I hear the Saudi Arabian goat tell The ‘R’ Man from Germany: ‘Clinton is about to be creamed.’

My Lord, in the prophecy called ‘The Funeral of the USA’, I saw all allies desert the USA, but The Arabs stayed."

"‘Tis so, Child. Yet, this does not mean that they are your friends or that they are sheep. They know who bombed your soldiers (a fairly recent bombing of an American barracks in Saudi Arabia). Birds of a feather will flock together. The problem with The United States is that you do not have birds of a feather. These Arabs will flock together to gain world dominion even though they have fought against each other for so long. To this end they will have a common purpose."

"My Lord, back to the celebration mentioned above, tell me more about this."

"Child, go to the bar, ask for a napkin and read it."

"The man behind the bar gives me a white napkin. On one side it reads ‘Greco-Roman Empire’ in black; and on the other side, ‘The United States is treasonous’ is written in red. I don’t get it."

"Child, what is the ‘Greco-Roman Empire?’"

"This is history I have forgotten."

"Child, this is not history but current events."

"In what way? "

"Look at Clinton and The Queen."

"Yes, My Lord."

"Look at Germany."

"Yes, My Lord."

"Look at Malaysia."

"Malaysia?"

"Yes, indeed."

"Look at China."

"I see, My Lord."

"Child, look at the wooden blocks beneath the window. These look like alphabetical blocks, but there is one difference. They are hollow and a black train runs through the middle of them. The black train reads,’Russia is dead.’ It carries a cargo, which is of putrid waste and the train goes nowhere. The ‘R" Man of Germany tosses a match, which lights a fire behind this train of putrid waste and propels it forward. Within the darkness of the blocks, the train takes off like lightening. You see The ‘R’ Man of Germany, standing behind the train, lighting a cigar, and saying, ‘Job well-done, Nigger.’ Then, you see him place the cigar in his pocket while it is still burning, and it causes him to be propelled into the air, so that he can watch your destruction. Then, you see Clinton crucified."

"Yes, My Lord, I see all this, but what does this have to do with Greco-Roman?"

"Child, the very same demonic entities pass from generation to generation, doing the same kinds of things, ruling the same lands. These are far more cunning in their abilities than any of you. The only way you can ever win over them is through Me and My power. But you have deserted me, and they have done it again. You are as Rome at another space in time. Yet in many ways, you are far worse. Those, who destroyed Rome--the same warring, demonic entities--will destroy you again."

" My Lord, I know we face great, great evil. I have a question about ‘the treasonous US.’ What does this mean?"

"Child, not only have your leaders committed high treason against you, as a people. They are committing it among themselves, as to agreements and treaties they have drawn for world order."

"So, The US Bailbondsman is England?"

"Not for long, Child. Clinton will taste royalty. He will stuff himself with royalty; but it is showing through his fly."

"So, he has fornicated with royalty?"

"Yes, indeed!"

"How?"

"By taking the five stacks of money from England’s military."

"I don’t understand."

"Child, why would he want money from her military?’

"I suppose for some treason he committed against us."

"‘Tis so and more."

"Like what?"

"Through the raping of your armed services."

"So, he took money to help shut down our military?"

"This, and more, Child. Look at the English soldier beneath the commands of The Queen. He salutes her and then salutes Bill Clinton, who follows. Both sit side by side on a ship, which reads ‘US NAVY.’ Does this seem strange to you?"

"My Lord, is it not common for a soldier to salute a foreign head of state?"

"Not when the one on the ship is the enemy."

"How is she the enemy?"

"Child, she has poured drugs into the USA for years. She has colluded with The Germans to bring war your way."

"But, My Lord, I did not see a heavy, dark attachment going from the great puppet master to England in an earlier vision about invasion of the USA. How could she be a key player?"

"Child, she is not a key player in those attacking you. Nevertheless, she is a player. Remember this."

"So, Clinton takes this money for his own use?"

"He does."

"Then what happens to it?"

"It goes into Swiss banks."

"Why does she give him the money?"

"To buy your military."

"You mean, to downsize it?"

"And, more."

"Like what?"

"Like casting your pearls before swine, Child."

"This is confusing."

"Child, she is given privy to your military secrets, your pearls. She is the swine, who will pay Clinton, and then kick him until he bleeds. Yet, he is happy; for, he has gotten a piece of royalty?"

"My Lord, if he only gets money, how does he get a piece of the Royalty?"

"Child, when he gets money from them, he gets a piece of them. For, The Royalty is about money and power."

"But, My Lord, others see this."

"Child, other see and know; and it is not liked."

"So, will he ever face the music for this?"

"He will pay with his life."

"Who will take his life?"

"Who has his foot on the back of Clinton?"

"The ‘R’ Man of Germany."

"What do you see next?"

"The ‘R’ Man cuts off Clinton’s legs at his knees and Clinton walks with wooden legs, but Clinton keeps falling into the dust and getting up again. After a while the wooden legs have grown to look like stilts and he walks with his head held high above the clouds. As Clinton seems to be soaking in the rarefied air, airplanes begin to buzz his head. One buzzes Clinton alongside his head and crops his hair. Then, others continue to hit his head until there is no hair left. Along come other planes and they cut off his stilts and legs until Clinton is nothing left but a body in a chair. As these planes fly away, I see that they are German.

Clinton sits in his office, just a body in a chair, peering over huge stacks of papers. In comes Hillary with another stack of papers and piles them before him. ‘I can’t take it anymore,’ she says, ‘get another secretary!’ She turns to leave and he reaches out for her. ‘Help me! Help me! I am falling!’ He begs. Then, I see some big men with red crosses on their arms come in and say, ‘Sir, help is coming. But for now, you will have to stay where you are.’

A black horse, adorned with a gold saddle, rides to the front of The White House. Cannons on the side of the black horse begin to fire upon the White House and windows shatter in The White House as it begins to crumble beneath the fire. People are rushing everywhere and Clinton is begging, ‘Help me! Help me!’ The German soldier closes the door to Clinton’s office, and out of earshot to Clinton, says to another soldier, ‘Turn up the heat!’

Mr. Clinton gets very thirsty and reaches for a glass of water, but he finds the glass empty. He reaches for his eyeglasses, buts finds them broken. He reaches for his walking cane, but finds it out of reach. He reaches for the telephone, but finds it disconnected. The White House continues under fire from the black horse and it is falling quickly, leaving only Clinton."

"My Child, I see that you tire. We shall stop for today. In this we shall continue. I am Jesus. Yea, Jehovah, Most High God of Earth."

As witnesses, dictated and recorded this 24th day of September 1997,
Linda Newkirk

                  

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