Prophetic word, given on 2024-09-08 around 5:30 PM
Note:
this word is in a form of a poem and it is packed full with metaphors. The topics are scattered also all over the place, and finally with all the missing links in sentences, make sure the Holy Spirit lead and guide you into every details.
With the guidance of the Holy Spirit you can find also the corresponding scripture verses.
Beginning of Prophecy:
My you heard about it from the cradle to the grave
Declared by Big Pharmakeia as effective and as safe
Artists, doubles with a well employed statistic,
Shoot the bombshells and the missiles intentionally ballistic
Numbers in the charts are to boost a desirable result
Night comes after day and crime, another gross insult
But deception of the sorcery-cartels one day so terribly will wreck
My wrath will come and in My vengeance break their evil neck
My people still now have to go through some lawless tricks
Like the one they craftily poisoned like as snakes the ticks
Now mosquitoes, flies, lies, beetles and of course the bugs
While all their fraud they silently sweep under cash flow rugs
The media monster sure make sure and do their bidding lie
For big money turning home while many people die
From the cradle all injected, the needle’s early death
But now to alter babies for their breed until their final breath
My name is signed in each soul but soon will be no more
By sorcery those modified, the end is at the door
Many soon will stand before Me unaware of sin
Murdering their babies no regret from deep within
The wonder of My life has now become so very cheap
My heart grieves beyond measure how much will I weep
Soon I have to judge the nations, people great and small
6000 years already passed since Adam’s early fall
I wish I could save everyone from the hands of fire
And pour out My abundant love as My true great desire
Only few do walk the narrow path to eternal life in Me
While many dance the wide destructive road into the burning sea
Where’s the fear of Me and holiness of My friends today
So many fell asleep and more than just a few went far astray
No wisdom, knowledge but lots of foolishness did enter My church
To find there life and righteousness cause Me a lot to search
Even there, sorcerers conquered most the pews
Many there without My armor no shoes to preach good news
The fight will soon be over the big battle then shall come
You will hear the trump the known with beating of a drum
The next days October and November and don’t forget December
Babylon the whore, you surely will remember
Her end is soon to come as written in My holy scrolls
While tyrants keep on holding tight to all their evil goals
Some of the puppets of the beast will fall within that hour
The other Pharaohs will face My hand My mighty drowning power
Hardly any of these camels will repent and change their mind
Greed and arrogance with selfish pride has made them all so blind
You all know the mystery the day of nine eleven
It was permitted but not planned nor deployed from heaven
From deep below from hell it came in order just to kill
Beside to steal and to destroy, this is the devil’s will
Intentions have not just been made to knock a building down
But introducing laws of terror, slowly reaching every town
In subtlety the wicked plan such things increasing one by one
Until they scared, see with clouds the coming of the son
In oppression, times of deepest darkness, also shall be light
My glory there to shine so bright, My bride before her flight
In trials and big tribulation, great harvest never seen before
Evil’s yelling, screaming but in fear of the lion’s roar
As soon I call My bride when she’s spotless and is pure
The remaining days on earth you can count for sure
Many will be left behind but My grace is great
Salvation will get more than harder, it’s still not too late
Many more than every before (I say) more than ever in all history
Will be signed into My book, to finish the great mystery
The chimneys of the baby factories one day will stop to smoke
When I send away My traitors into their final stroke
A warning also to all those who visit these locations
Where Moloch gets these little gifts disgusting as donations
Without repentance, pain and sorrow will be your daily bread
Experience horror like the babies will be the blood upon your head
On the other side, My holy blood with grace and mercy still accessible
My forgiveness so much greater, My promises unbreakable
The goal of Pharmamafia is to drag men far away from Me
Billions follow their deceit, surprise, how can it be?
When My soil brings up good herbs and fruits and they still grow
But men run after substitutes addictions they will sow
Look deeper, deep into the bottomless dark shady pit
Authority of wickedness you’ll find there plenty from the counterfeit
From the cradle to the grave brings men into addiction
Advertising happiness, demonic entities gives all conviction
All science would be tumbling down, fall utterly apart
If My word would truly dwell in every person’s heart
But with theories, theology and blasphemy, deception still goes on
Until the hour when My bride and the restrainer will be gone
After that, all human life, words can’t describe it anymore
Whether you believe or not, it’s right behind the door
Sooner than most people think their cradle meet the grave
But sorcery is one of many things which I can’t save
End of Prophecy
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