Monday, January 3, 2022

Someone has been suggesting.

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More, my dreams... they have been powerful of late.  Not... immediately prophetic, I suspect.  But the time may well come.  If, too, I suggest any war waged in near time will have been a chosen device by all governments concerned.  The outcomes, too, are probably already decided.  Dog and pony show, for each leader, a lie to their people.

Still, between what is appearing and my dreams, daydreams, and such...  If, too, I think... someone sometimes confuses me with my brothers.  Though, this one is not as my brother of that sort.  My brother is a rider, and though he does ride before the end, he... doesn't do the day to day.  I would guess, if I should dare, St. Gabriel is that one... or those under his command.  I will not say, even an angel, even and archangel, over death, would be available for every death.  Though, my guess is, for some... yes, indeed, he will be there.

But I understand what you mean.

A tortoise of a different sort.





As he, so was I taught, and tested, well in advance.

They love us, until we grow up, and do our duty.  Those of the world.

Do not worry, it is not what I present which matters.

Do not worry.  Amen.

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