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How Shall We Proceed, Nibiru?

nibiruThe shocking death of Prince on April 21st formed a focal point whereby our discussion about chemtrails- and other stuff- swirled about.

Although I have been working on about four separate articles, it has been three months since I last posted here (this one has been backdated).  If you are awake- and having searched out information leading you to this blog post, I would speculate that you are- then I should not need to explain the exponential acceleration of disturbing events occurring since my last post or the bombardment of ominous news stories- each one more astonishing than the previous.  As the entire world blindly hurtles toward some inevitable calamity, there is a heavy sense of foreboding in the air.  It becomes difficult to pull the trigger and write about any one thing when one is constantly besieged on all sides.  For a blogger who is married with a tween daughter and works two jobs in the real world, days can quickly turn into weeks and weeks into months.  Ask me how the title for this blog post came to be or how it relates to the subject matter and I will tell you, I don’t know.  For me it has been a process of overcoming disillusion and fear.  Maybe it’s the effect of Planet X approaching or maybe it’s the chemtrails creating brain fog.  The point is, I used to ha-ha this stuff.  If I could ask Prince, I would.  I’m sure he’d have something thoughtful to say.  As it turns out, he was saying a lot- maybe too much.

As was the case just prior to the death of David Bowie, which I wrote about here, Prince had been on my mind.  I had recently heard on one of the podcasts I listen to that Prince had brought up the subject of chemtrails on the Tavis Smiley Show.  I knew that Prince was outspoken against the Illuminati and the entertainment industry in particular, so I reminded myself to look up the video on YouTube.  Sure enough, although it was from several years ago, I found it.  In an interview from 2009, Prince referenced comments by civil rights activist Dick Gregory at a State of the Black Union event in which he (Gregory) called into question whether the spraying of manganese was causing outbreaks of violent behavior in his community.  In the interview, Prince encourages everyone (especially white folks) to watch the State of the Black Union video and recalls his own experiences with chemtrails.  Several days after I watched the video, Prince was discovered dead in an elevator at his Paisley Park compound outside Minneapolis.  My wife and I marveled at the fact that we had just been talking about him and his comments about chemtrails.  Keep in mind that as the news of Prince’s death was breaking, I had already been casually keeping track of the chemtrailing here in Western Montana.

I’m a skeptic; I’ve avoided writing about chemtrails for years because, well, it sounds nuts.  It first came into focus for me Memorial Day 2014.  It was a mild, sunny day with clear, blue skies.  I was supervising my daughter as she played at the park.  As I looked up, I noticed two airplanes making repeat passes, leaving curiously long, slow-evaporating trails behind them.  I had heard about the so-called “chemtrails” at this point, but was still quite undecided on what I believed about them and the “conspiracy theories” that were out there.  I took video footage of the planes, as they flew back and forth, creating parallel rows of white clouds above me.  Ordinarily I would assume the trails were simply condensation trails or contrails, which are a completely normal phenomenon.  But over a period of several minutes, these trails slowly dispersed creating a thin white haze that lingered in the sky for well over an hour.  It seemed to me that sunny days were of particular interest to these pilots; whenever the skies were blue, out came the planes to create cloud cover.  Could this be part of a globalist scheme to cool the planet from the perceived threat of global warming?  As it turns out, this is not a wild conspiracy theory at all, in fact, the idea of spraying our skies to block solar radiation (SRM or Solar Radiation Management) has been discussed in scientific, military and government circles for decades.  Surely it has already been tested and is likely now being employed on an ever-increasing scale, as evidenced by increased public awareness- all you have to do is look up.  As Prince pointed out in his interview with Tavis Smiley, we have never seen our skies blanketed in jet trails like this before.

I have reviewed the evidence and considered the arguments against chemtrails by scientists and government agencies, who maintain that the so-called “chemtrails” are nothing more than ordinary condensation trails.  They claim that under the right atmospheric conditions (temperature, humidity and wind shear), jet contrails can linger in the sky for hours and also dissipate to form sheets of cloud cover.  Has the atmospheric temperature dropped significantly over the past twenty years?  Has there simultaneously been a dramatic increase in humidity?  Has commercial air traffic increased to such a degree?  Has the technology of jet turbines fundamentally changed?  The answer is no, no, no and no.  In my opinion, what has changed is the rapid deployment of various covert spraying programs, of which SRM is just one.  A vital step in the scientific method is observation.  If people have been observing jet trails for years and they have always appeared the same, why the cause for alarm?

Keep in mind, this is Western Montana, not Los Angeles or New York.  We are not situated near any major international airports, and commercial flights through the airspace above us is very infrequent.  I wondered, how is it that I am seeing multiple planes (sometimes up to four or five) flying over me within a period of thirty minutes?  If I were to do a more in depth investigation, I would look up flights, destinations, departure and arrival times and compare them with what I was observing in the sky above me, but I was fairly certain they wouldn’t match up.  Were they military flights?  After trying out the Siri feature on my wife’s iPod which allows you to ask, “Hey Siri, what flights are above me now?” It became obvious that Siri was just cross-referencing a flight schedule with any reported delays and not tracking the physical location of the planes or even a specific flight path.

So the technology exists.  The motive exists.  It was only recently that I learned of already disclosed “cloud seeding” operations which have been utilized for agriculture on a local scale for years.  Then there is Operation Popeye during the Vietnam War, in which the U.S. military seeded clouds with lead iodide and silver iodide in an effort to extend the monsoon season and hinder traffic along the Ho Chi Minh Trail.  Looking further into the chemtrail phenomenon, I discovered some amazing facts.  One of which are the hundreds of patents taken out for weather manipulation technology and aerosol dispersion systems for aircraft.  The overwhelming amount of evidence for the existence of such technologies and their use easily defeats blanket “conspiracy theory” dismissals that argue these augmented jet trails are nothing more than water vapor condensation.

Instead of blotting out the sun in order to combat global warming, perhaps the real motive is reducing our exposure to sunlight (specifically UVB) which the body manufactures into vitamin D3, which is essential for the body’s overall health.  Other, more sinister programs may now be in use to poison the environment for the purpose of shutting down family operated and organic farms, allowing for the takeover of corporate, pesticide and chemical-dependent GMO food production.  Biological and chemical agents can be sprayed on a population for the purpose of weakening the immune system or causing neurological damage, mental illness, infertility and other afflictions. Perhaps, as Dick Gregory and Prince suggested, certain agents can be sprayed on a population in order to affect our behavior or reduce our numbers.  Or, are such outlandish claims just a means to divert blame for the social ills of the inner city?  Other theories abound, some plausible, some paranoid- including the idea that the trails are being used to cover up views of Nibiru as it approaches planet Earth.  As ridiculous as it sounds, nothing would shock me anymore.

Did Prince die from the “chemtrail flu” or was he killed because he was outspoken about the phenomenon? Apparently neither.  Although Prince had been battling the flu, the toxicology report, released on June 2nd clearly indicated the artist died from an accidental overdose of fentanyl, which is a powerful opioid painkiller “50 times more potent than heroin.”  What was not immediately known is how the drug was obtained.  Those close to Prince acknowledged his long battle with hip pain resulting from years of wild stage performances.  It appears that the artist may have developed an addiction to the drug and was seeking help.  An addiction specialist in California was contacted by Prince’s representatives on April 20th.  Dr. Max Kornfeld of Recovery Without Walls dispatched his son, Andrew Kornfeld to meet with Prince on April 21st to discuss his options; he was present when Prince’s body was discovered by staff.

I suppose we could theorize that someone who wanted Prince dead administered the fatal dose of fentanyl, but there’s no indication that anyone had entered or left the Paisley Park compound the night before- he was alone.  What is perhaps the strangest detail surrounding Prince’s death is the fact that he was discovered in an elevator, which, as many people have pointed out is ironic considering the lyrics to his song, “Let’s Go Crazy”:

… ‘Cause in this life
Things are much harder in the afterworld
In this life
You’re on your own

And if the elevator tries to bring you down
Go crazy
Punch a higher floor! …

… Are we gonna let the elevator
Bring us down?
Oh no let’s go! …

The elevator symbolizes the directions in which a soul might travel in the afterworld- “up” being towards Heaven and “down” towards Hell.  The idea of an afterworld consisting of different strata or levels is very much a pagan concept which crept into Judaism and Christianity.  It is reflected in the Catholic Church’s teaching on purgatory, which is a place or state that one enters after death in order to achieve purification prior to entering into the full glory of heaven.  It is of little significance that Prince was not Catholic, as the bulk of these beliefs have been a part of popular lore for centuries.  In fact, much of what we tend to believe about the afterworld comes from Dante’s famous work of poetry, The Divine Comedy and is- for the most part- not Biblical.  The metaphor of the elevator is merely a modernized version of this idea, where different floors represent different levels of the afterworld.  What’s interesting here is the notion that to prevent the elevator from bringing you down, you can “go crazy” and frantically press the “up” button- which seems a little futile once you’re dead.  Perhaps you’ve wondered, as I have, which way was Prince heading?  The basement, the roof or… ladies wear?

This know also, that in the last days perilous times shall come.

For men shall be lovers of the their own selves, covetous, boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy.

Without natural affection, trucebreakers, false accusers, incontinent, fierce, despisers of those that are good.

Traitors, heady, highminded, lovers of pleasures more than lovers of God;

Having a form of godliness, but denying the power thereof: from such turn away.

For of this sort are they which creep into houses, and lead captive silly women laden with sins, led away with divers lusts,

Ever learning, and never able to come to the knowledge of the truth.

[2 Timothy 3: 1-7]

It is worth noting that in my youth I was a huge fan of Prince, in fact, my very first concert was Prince and the Revolution at the Cow Palace in San Francisco during his Purple Rain tour- the height of his success and popularity.  It was 1985 and I was nine years old.  My best friend and I (accompanied by our mothers) sat towards the back and needed binoculars to see the action on stage.  From time to time our moms would snatch the binoculars from us when Prince was squirming around on stage barely clothed or crawling out of a mock bathtub.  We came home with glossy, full-color programs and Purple Rain t-shirts featuring the now iconic image of Prince posing on his customized purple motorcycle.  This of course provoked the envy of our classmates when we wore them to school the following Monday.

When you’re ten years old, you don’t really analyze song lyrics, although we were aware that much of it was taboo.  This was puzzling I guess to our young, impressionable minds, because Prince always seemed to possess a form of godliness.  Prince’s ongoing relationship with the Almighty culminated years later when he became a Jehovah’s Witness in 2001 and renounced his promiscuous lifestyle.  He opposed gay marriage, causing his relationship with the LGBT community and former bandmate Wendy Melvoin to chill.  Again, there is a theme here of recognizing God, in this case, Jehovah (YHWH) or God the Father, but denying the power thereof, which is Jesus Christ.  The Jehovah’s Witnesses deny the Holy Trinity- a triune God comprised of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit; they insist that Jesus was the son of God, not God Himself.  Other beliefs held by the Jehovah’s Witnesses which eschew the significance of Jesus Christ, some believe, disqualify them from the designation “Christian,” but then again, most Christians believe and practice un-Christian things.

So, it is not for me to judge Prince.  At least two of his female protegés, including the late Denise Matthews (Vanity) and Shelia E. became born-again Christians.  Certainly Prince was an intelligent, observant and talented man.  I think ultimately he found a belief system in the JW’s that he was compatible with.  It gave him the structure he needed to grow from a pretentious and narcissistic pop idol to a studious man devoted to God.  But is that good enough?  Clearly his extravagant persona and the music he created in his early career were overflowing with lustful indulgence and sexual perversion, but even in his last musical incarnation, he appeared to be under an occult influence, with the symbolism of the “third eye” dominating his album cover art and stage performances with his backing band, 3RDEYEGIRL.  Being “spiritual” does not equate with salvation in Jesus Christ.  This void may have left our much-adored artist vulnerable in the end.

I fully expect to be criticized for this casual analysis and the argument will be that I am making a big deal out of nothing or that I’m diminishing his spirituality.  And perhaps that is so.  In the larger contexts of popular music or even Rock n’ Roll history, Prince does not stand out as particularly unique in the topics he explores in his songs or his gender-fluid costuming.  The so-called “love symbol” which Prince briefly changed his name to in the late nineties is obviously a combination of the male and female gender symbols.  Again- big deal right?  We have been buffeted by ambiguous gender imagery- especially through the entertainment and fashion industries- for decades now.   We need not single out Prince; it is my opinion that it is the vehicle of popular music that we need to take a deeper look at.

Here on Earth, Prince’s memory will live on as a talented multi-instrumentalist and an electrifying performer.  His most celebrated music defied genre classification.  His religion provided an imperfect framework for his criticism of society.  But Prince’s is a case of stepping out and getting snagged up.  I am not one to question God’s capacity for mercy and forgiveness when the heart is repentant.  And so I pray that Prince Rogers Nelson’s openness to God does not go unnoticed, when many musicians fail to acknowledge God at all, or worse, blatantly bow down to Lucifer, himself the most talented musician among the angels.


Principalities And Powers

automatic_writingOn the morning of November 13th, my wife had a dream. I have grown accustomed to this, as my dear wife has dreamed many an insightful dream over the years and sometimes these turn out to be predictive of future events. Ever since she was a child, she has been gifted with enhanced intuitive abilities and a special awareness of the spirit world. For those who think there is no Biblical foundation for extra-sensory perception and that all such things are of the Devil, I would argue that they are conflating witchcraft and necromancy with the visionary gift of the Holy Spirit.  Whether or not the Holy Spirit inspired my wife’s dream, we both understand these are gifts from the Lord, to be used for the purposes of the Lord, not as mediumship or fortune-telling and certainly not for profit. In addition to the prophets of the Bible like Ezekiel, Daniel, Isaiah, John, etc. it is said in the Book of Joel:

And it shall come to pass afterward, that I will pour out my spirit upon all flesh; and your sons and your daughters shall prophesy, your old men shall dream dreams, your young men shall see visions…

[Joel 2:28]

For a week leading up to November 13th, my wife kept telling me she had a strong sense that something terrible was about to take place. I remember we were in the movie theater watching Spectre, the latest James Bond installment, when she was first overcome with this feeling of dread.  She heard a voice say, “In a few days.”  As it turned out, November 13th was the night of the deadly terrorist attacks in Paris, which ISIS has since claimed credit for. That was not what her dream was about however. Earlier that morning while I was away at work, she had a dream that our family moved back to California:

It did not occur to her immediately that the house we moved into was my childhood home in the East Bay.  She described the wood paneling and dark green carpeting throughout (our house was built in 1972). Interestingly, my wife never saw the inside of my home and plus, my parents had remodeled most of it in the eighties and nineties and by the time I had even met my wife, that paneling and carpeting was long gone. She described it as somewhat dark inside. In the dream, I had ventured off somewhere and she was alone with our daughter. She went outside and it was then that she recognized where she was. She described a very old, partially uprooted tree in the front yard.

When she went back inside, she felt a presence there with her. She began to hear a dark, evil voice coming from the hallway saying, “Come with me.” In the dream, my wife became afraid and felt that she had to be strong because I was not home. She looked across the room and observed a notebook, with a pen writing something all on its own. When she approached the notebook, she grabbed the pen out of mid air and thought that if she tried to communicate with “it” the activity might calm down. She said to this presence, “That’s really nice, that looks really good, good job.” When she looked to see what was written in the notebook though, it was just a series of scrawled out X’s.

At that point, everything started shaking and rattling. My wife realized it was an earthquake and instinctively went to cover our daughter with her body, to shield her. Taking advantage of her vulnerable position, the entity started slapping and beating her repeatedly across her back. The shaking became more intense and violent. On the television someone confirmed there was an earthquake in the Bay Area and urged people to take cover. Eventually the shaking stopped. Car alarms were going off and she heard neighbors talking outside. She grabbed our daughter and went outside again. The tree in the front yard had been uprooted even more. A woman approached her and told her it was a 6.7 magnitude quake and that one of the bridges had collapsed into the water (by comparison, the Loma Prieta quake of 1989 was a 7.1 magnitude quake and caused a great deal of damage, including a portion of the upper deck of the Bay Bridge collapsing).

She didn’t feel comfortable outside, so she went back inside. While watching the news, she heard the evil voice again say, “Come with me. Come here. Come to me.” She looked at our daughter and decided then that she needed to leave. She looked over again and saw the notebook with the pen writing on its own. When she looked, it had written “F— you!” and “F— off!” over and over. While the entity kept talking and moving around her, she snatched up our daughter and whatever things she could and fled the house.

Is my wife’s dream predicting a 6.7 magnitude quake in the Bay Area? Not necessarily. What is significant is the fact that as my wife was at home having this nightmare, I was at work listening to a series of sermons entitled The Enemies We Face from the late minister Derek Prince on my iPod. In response to my questions about the Catholic Church, Steve Quayle urged me to look up Derek Prince’s YouTube channel and watch the videos there. I had been extracting the audio from the videos and listening to them while working. It just so happens that in the Enemies series, Prince discusses the angel Lucifer, who rebels against God to become Satan the adversary. One of the key things I learned from this sermon was the fact that the kingdom of Satan has an organization. Just as all the angels had specific duties and assignments under God, so too do the fallen angels under Satan. In other words, like angels in service of the Lord, the fallen angels are also charged with rulership over a specific region, nation, ethnic group, person, etc. upon the Earth.

If you recall in my post This Is A Call (Part One), I discussed the ritualistic way in which I prepared for my late-night, drug-induced writing and recording sessions. These sessions took place in my bedroom, in the same house my wife visited in her dream. During some of these sessions, I performed automatic writing with a notebook and pen, where I would attempt to connect with my own subconscious and allow it to write, theoretically without the hindrance of my conscious mind. At one time, I had a notebook full of scrawled out, mostly nonsensical messages. I would also frequently crank up my music while high (I had a 50-disc changer, set to randomize), work myself into a trance-like state and pace in circles around a coffee table in the center of my room. Setting the CD changer to random ensured that my experience would be unpredictable, and allowed for chance to enter into the formula. The music would guide me through a euphoric mind trip, with each song evoking different thoughts, emotions and insights. I did not fully understand what I was dabbling with; I was actually allowing unseen forces to “program” my CD changer for me, often with bizarre results. Sometimes music would play that I knew was not in the changer; sometimes unidentifiable voices would come through the speakers. At times I felt as though I had glimpsed some hidden knowledge about the workings of the universe, but other times I ended up crumpled on the floor, at the mercy of my own delusions. I think my biggest delusion was that God was at the helm. Until my bad trip, I took these ups and downs in stride.  The vocation came with risks.  When the time came for my parents to sell their home and for me to move out, I joked that I had created a vortex around my coffee table and that it would probably still be there for the next owners.

Nearly twenty years later, I am beginning to consider the possibility that something far more sinister was at work in my life, after hearing my wife’s dream. I was certainly stirring up a lot of energy during those late-night sessions. Could it be that I unknowingly opened a portal and attracted a demon to myself?  By 1998, I was on a downward spiral. I was reeling from heartbreak, I battled depression, drug addiction and probably a host other mental disorders that went undiagnosed. Soon, I was abandoning any sense of moral integrity and sought after casual sex, which only damaged my self-esteem further. I became wrapped up in pornography which poisoned my mind and body. Of course, I carried all of this dysfunction into my marriage and it’s no wonder I nearly wrecked the greatest thing God has ever blessed me with- a family of my own- a faithful wife and an adoring daughter.

Demons are not fallen angels and that is important to note. And I understand there is considerable debate about this, but I believe they are the disembodied spirits of the Nephilim– the giant offspring of the fallen angels who seduced and mated with human women [Genesis 6:4]. Their hybrid DNA was passed down from generation to generation. Did all who inherited Nephilim blood become demonized upon death?  If so, the spirit realm would be full of demonic spirits who never perished in the Great Flood and survive to this day, seeking habitation in vulnerable human beings.

If the fallen angels have certain principalities on the Earth, as Derek Prince explains, then perhaps demons can also attach themselves to certain regions, objects, people, etc. As Steve Quayle explained to me, demons are the “worker bees” and fall under the authority of Satanic principalities.  Perhaps my “rituals” caused one or more to take up habitation in my soul, where they have exerted their influence ever since. Perhaps a demon was already hanging around my family, my home, my street or my city. As my wife will attest, I started crying as she recalled her dream and I came to this understanding. Had I actually become possessed at some level, going back to my years as a young adult living in my parent’s home? Unbeknownst to me, Derek Prince was a deliverance minister, meaning, his area of specialty was the casting out of demons in the name of Jesus Christ. Here I was listening to him speak on this very subject. I believe the reason my wife was being attacked in her dream is because I was simultaneously becoming aware of the demonic influence over me, thanks to the ministry of Derek Prince. The demon began to realize it would soon be exposed and was fighting back, assaulting that which was most precious to me. It has now become a serious consideration: do I need deliverance to ultimately be free of this influence?  Do I need to close off the vortex which I opened long ago?

As it happens, this past week has been especially testing for our family. We were already facing a tight week financially with my daughter’s birthday and Thanksgiving on the way, then our car was hit and went into the shop for a week. I had to miss a shift at work. I was forced to borrow money from my folks to get our car repaired.  Being without a vehicle meant no escapes from the apartment for my wife. No date night. I had to walk back and forth to work, just as the freezing weather began settling in. I had to blow more money on cab fare. Our ISP refused to make arrangements with us on our past due bill. While I was away one evening, an unknown person came to our apartment pounding on the front door in a menacing manner, frightening my wife.  Later, the back massager went out, which is something my wife relies heavily on to tame the terrible leg pains she gets with her Multiple Sclerosis. She’s also been suffering through a sinus infection, without money to buy silver or an antibiotic. Then to top it off, a couple days ago, I was served with legal papers threatening wage garnishment over unpaid hospital bills!

While I have been learning, through the ministry of Derek Prince and also Pastor John Kyle, another deliverance minister here in Montana, the adversary has been busy trying to demoralize us. I have noticed that whenever I grow closer to God, the powers of darkness exert more force against me. Many Christians will attest that upon being baptized, Satan doubles down on his attacks. Why? Because his ultimate goal is to divert people from worshiping the Lord- especially those called to do great works in His service.

I fear that those without Christ in their lives are also vulnerable at this time. Just this year alone, I have witnessed several people close to me have complete breakdowns. Over the summer, a friend and co-worker flew into a drunken rage and assaulted his family with a shotgun, putting his wife and daughter in the hospital. He was normally a very jovial character, but a week prior to this incident he confessed to me that he did not really believe in God. I instantly felt as though he was under spiritual attack. He is now sitting in jail and his wife has filed for divorce and custody of their children. Several weeks ago, our neighbor, distraught over a failed romance, attempted suicide by swallowing a bottle of pills. This was another shocker. Then again, just last week, another co-worker, fueled by his drunken anger, punched holes in the walls of his home. The next day he left work early, distraught and sobbing. This is how I know that many will be torn down in these last days, and the faithful will be tested like never before.

On the surface these incidents appear to be merely symptoms of alcoholism or depression, which are very real conditions, but we cannot ignore the reality that there is a spiritual element involved- an attachment that is treacherous and bent on our destruction. As Pastor John Kyle explained, in a recent interview on The Hagmann & Hagmann Report, “If your eyes were open, you would see swirling masses of demonic entities and fallen angels and people with various forms and shapes of things attached to their bodies.” In his experience as a deliverance minister, he describes most people as having more than one demonic attachment.

For he said unto him, Come out of the man, thou unclean spirit.  And he asked him, What is thy name? And he answered, saying, My name is Legion: for we are many.

[Mark 5: 8-9]

Throughout the Gospels, we observe Jesus casting out demons.  In the above example from the Gospel of Mark, a tortured man was possessed by many demons.  He lived in the mountains amongst tombs where the Bible says he would cry out day and night and cut himself with stones.  In the brief period of time that Jesus conducted his ministry, he encountered many demon-possessed persons.  If that was the scenario in Jesus’ time, how much more prevalent must the problem of demon-possession be today?  I think it is obvious that we are facing a global epidemic.  To be blunt, I often feel like I am surrounded by zombies. And I do not say that to be cruel, or insinuate that all mental illness is caused by demon possession, but for the most part, people are not sane.  Their lives are in turmoil, with misery, loss, confusion, pain and despair ruling their days and nights.  How can anyone believe that our society is progressing, when it is clearly in decay?  I have lived in two separate towns over the past eight years, and in each I have observed some alarming trends.  As parents of a young child, my wife and I have always sought to find neighborhood playmates for our daughter.  In the process of associating with other parents and their kids, I have noticed that almost all homes are broken.  Either the parents were never married to begin with and one or the other has skipped out, or they are divorced.  Kids are raised around multiple boyfriends and girlfriends.  They are raised around violence, crime, alcohol and drugs.  Their homes are filthy to the point of being obscene.  Children can barely speak, they grunt and scream and cry.  They are pacified with SpongeBob, Doritos and Mountain Dew.  Families are emotionally and spiritually stunted.  Adults go about acting like children and children act like animals; it all seems quite hopeless.  Maybe you have observed this as well.

With each generation it seems, we fall further from God and our disordered lives reflect that detachment.  How many people are under the rulership of Satanic principalities?  Is a demonic entity charged with wrangling the people of your community away from the Lord?  What do we do?  The obvious answer is to pray, but do we have faith that Jesus can help us?  When the disciples ask Jesus why they were not able to cast out the demon who possessed a young man, Jesus says that certain demons are only expelled through prayer and fasting [Mark 9:28-29].  The disciples lacked faith.  Fasting subdues the flesh, in order that we might grow in spirit and faith, giving us the courage to confront the demonic force.  Then, do not pray for the Lord to take the demons away, but, using the authority granted unto you, cast them out in the name of Jesus Christ.

 


Proliferation

cold_beerI originally started this post back in 2014, prompted by what I perceived as an onslaught of skull imagery whenever I would venture out shopping.  It was becoming so prevalent that it made me wonder, is death actually being marketed?  An insane idea of course, but the proliferation of confounding skull imagery, increasingly aimed at children and teen girls, seemed very suspicious to me. Walk into the clothing section of any department store and skulls are the thing, complete with tribal swirls, swords and flames for the boys and pink bows, roses and hearts for the girls.  These designs are often paired with bewildering messages like “peace,” “love” and “girls rock.”

A week or so passed then a co-worker came to work wearing a t-shirt of the Grim Reaper (or other similarly clad, spectral skeleton sporting a black hood and sickle).  Behind the Reaper was the full moon and emanating from his outstretched hand, a green, ghostly skull with the “all seeing eye” enclosed within a pyramid on its forehead.  Ok.  Was this some metal band’s concert shirt?  No.  Did they screen-print a few dozen of these and pass them out at the local Masonic lodge?  No.  I later found the exact same t-shirt at, you guessed it, Walmart.  $7.99.

Before you take me for one of these paranoid Christians though- the kind who obsess about back-masked Satanic messages secretly lurking between the vinyl grooves of a Led Zeppelin album, consider this: skulls have always been cool and death has always been fascinating to mankind, but never before has the notion of death been so warm and inviting, so generic, so accessible.  In other words, this is more than just the latest fashion trend.  There is something more sinister at work here and it extends far beyond clothing.  No longer are skulls (with optional crossbones) reserved for just rebels, rockers, bikers and… pirates, images of death are now for mass-consumption.  We are being primed, so get used to it.

It is a classic programming technique to pair peaceful imagery with disturbing imagery.  Death is not puncture wounds, spilling blood and rotting corpses, instead it is cute, pink skulls with hearts for eyes.  If we can accept that it is indeed a form of mind-control at work here, then what is the message and who is planting it in our collective subconscious?  Aside from the occasional Zen master, fear of death is a healthy thing, so who would want to condition us to believe otherwise?  To what purpose?  The fear of death is what impels human beings to survive and to procreate.  If someone were to work at this deeply rooted instinct, one might be able to convince another to lie down in the face of death and to accept their fate.  Furthermore, if the wages of sin are death, but we can make death seem more appealing, then we can stimulate more sinful behavior.  If death is not seen as a consequence of sin, but rather just a trippy experience, a warm and fuzzy transcendental passage, then why worry?  Not only are our programmers seeking to strip away our resistance, they are working to corrode our moral integrity.  So why finish this post now, after a year?  Because the threat has not gone away.  Because my eyes have been opened.  Through the power of the Holy Spirit, my perception has been fine-tuned to see these subtle messages, whereas before they went unnoticed.

Perhaps all of this wouldn’t be so troubling if it were not for the very real manifestations of this corruption.  The culture of death is being adopted at an alarming rate and the messages are not so subtle anymore.  Our eyes and our souls are being assaulted daily.  This is perfectly exemplified by the recent barrage of horrific videos exposing Planned Parenthood’s practice of selling the body parts of aborted babies.  The sting videos (five as of this writing with more to follow) have been released over the past few weeks by the Center For Medical Progress, and feature various Planned Parenthood doctors and administrators haggling over the price of baby body parts with activists posing as buyers.  The selling of aborted fetal tissue for profit is illegal, but the videos have been largely ignored by the mainstream media, except for some sparse coverage where they have been dismissed as hoaxes or otherwise explained away as an attack on women by radical pro-lifers.

I need to backup though, because, in fairness to those who consider themselves pro-choice, I used to be pro-choice as well.  I used to say, “I don’t support abortion myself, but I won’t interfere with someone else’s choice.”  I used to believe in strong regulations, to prevent abortion from being used as birth control for the irresponsible and promiscuous.  Many Americans take this view; it arises from the idea that the government shouldn’t interfere in what is portrayed as a “women’s health issue.”  What’s ironic is that most supporters of so-called “reproductive rights” have no problem with government intrusion when it comes to other issues.  Is it just a women’s health issue?  Is it not an issue of the sanctity of human life?  And just as a society makes laws to protect its citizens from harm, should not the government intervene to protect the unborn?

A couple incidents in particular opened my eyes to the reality of abortion.  First was the case of Kermit Gosnell, the abortionist in Philadelphia who was sentenced to life in prison without parole after being convicted of murdering three infants born alive after failed abortions; he snipped their necks to finish them off.  Under current federal law, abortionists are not allowed to terminate the life of an infant outside the mother’s womb.  It is not clear how common infanticide occurs in abortion clinics, but I am sure Gosnell is not the only doctor guilty of this evil.  In the eyes of our warped society, it serves a common good, so is therefore justified.  Nobody wants to fill out the extra paperwork when there’s an oops.  But is infanticide all that different than the everyday practice of killing and dismembering babies while still fully or partially inside the uterus?  It is a legal technicality- a matter of location- that abortionists exploit.  Now we’re learning that their tiny organs are being harvested while still alive in many cases, and sold for profit.  The second story that tore my heart up was the incineration of miscarried and aborted fetuses to provide heat for some hospitals in the UK.  This also happened in Oregon, where an electric plant burned waste it received from British Columbia that contained fetal remains.  I was horrified and disgusted.  I started doing my own research.  I learned about Margaret Sanger, the racist eugenicist who founded Planned Parenthood.  I learned about the nearly sixty million babies aborted in America since the Roe v. Wade decision in 1973.

I started to see abortion from another perspective.  I will not hide from the fact that my growing relationship with God was a major part of my perspective shift.  I could no longer ignore the incongruency between the miracle of God’s creation and the blatant debasement of human life.  I was beginning to see the master plan.  On one level, we’re dealing with social engineering and the New World Order goal of global population reduction, on a higher level though, we’re witnessing a direct attack on God’s creation.  What I realized is this: God, in His graciousness, created mankind with the ability to participate in the creative process, by way of man and woman coming together to conceive a child.  But more and more we are denying God, thereby denying our own humanity.  While we should expect outrage from Christians and the Pope, we are instead met with a deafening silence.  Atheists, while denying the existence of God, often claim to follow a humanist code of ethics.  Where are the atheists?  Silence.  So let’s not kid ourselves, if we take the supernatural out of creation, if we place human beings on the same level as animals, plants, bacteria and other “randomly evolved” forms of life, if we remove the consequences of our actions, then we are fully excused from culpability when it comes to murdering the innocent and helpless because they’re seen as an inconvenience.

Heck, according to Emily Letts, the abortion counselor in New Jersey who filmed her own abortion last year and posted it to YouTube, abortion can even be cool, when you’re stuck with an (eww, gross!) unintended pregnancy.  A more recent pro-abortion ad from Carafem features the tagline: “Abortion, yeah we do that.”  In the ad, a young, hip, black girl corrects three conservative white women who are hesitant to mention the word abortion- as if there’s something shameful about it.  Imagine that.  I wonder if this hip chick realizes that in New York City, more black babies were aborted than were born in 2012, according to a report released by the New York City Department of Health and Mental Hygiene Office of Vital Statistics.  I wonder if the actress used in the ad realizes she’s being used as a tool to encourage population reduction in the black community?

Thankfully, some do understand that abortion is just another form of extermination disguising itself as social responsibility, with its false promise of lessening the economic impact of unwanted children on the welfare system.  In 2006, Cecilia Fire Thunder, then tribal leader of the Oglala Sioux of the Pine Ridge Reservation, drew fire from other tribal members for her proposal to establish a Planned Parenthood clinic on tribal land, in reaction to a South Dakota law banning most abortions statewide.  Many members of the tribe marched in protest of the proposed clinic.  Will Peters, another council member, explained to a reporter from the Rapid City Journal that the Lakota see abortion as contrary to their traditional values.  “We say, ‘Wiconi kile lila Wakan,'” which means, “This life is sacred.”  As a result of charges related to the abortion clinic controversy, Fire Thunder was suspended as Tribal President and later impeached by the Tribal Council.

Do not be deceived.  There is a very specific reason these videos are being paraded in front of our eyes at this time.  God is revealing to us the true nature of evil, in all its horrific detail.  I believe this is the same reason we are being exposed to the gruesome execution videos by ISIS.  We are under judgement.  We are being given this “grace period” in order to allow each of us to decide where we stand.

Woe unto them that call evil good, and good evil; that put darkness for light, and light for darkness; that put bitter for sweet, and sweet for bitter!

[Isaiah 5:20]

As appalling as it is, many people have come out in defense of Planned Parenthood, despite the obvious wickedness observed in this series of videos.  Our politicians and our churches turn a blind eye to the barbaric torture and murder of Christians, Jews and others by ISIS in the Middle East.  Astonishingly, during the so-called “Arab Spring,” our media described them as “protesters” then later “rebels.”  Nevermind that ISIS is just a re-branding of Al-Qaeda, and whatever their particular faction, they’re all wahhabis who have vowed death to all who do not subscribe to their particular form of radical Islam.  We’ve all seen the HD videos showing human beings being beheaded, buried alive, burned alive, chopped up, even eaten.

The grey area of confusion, apathy, indifference and ignorance is being dispelled.  The battle between good and evil is becoming more black and white.  God has permitted this time so there can be no excuses.  The difference between good and evil will become crystal clear.  You are being asked to make your choice before the final judgement falls.

And if you doubt that abortion falls into the category of evil, I refer you to the webpage for The Satanic Temple, the same entity that unveiled a statue of Baphomet in Detroit in July.  Displayed prominently on their homepage is a statement of support for women’s “religious reproductive rights” along with a link to their IndieGoGo account, where you can donate to fund their campaign of media stunts.  To a Satanist, abortion is simply institutionalized child sacrifice.  The altar has been replaced by an examination table and God has been replaced by the government.  While Baphomet is not an image of Satan himself, the hermaphroditic, goat-headed deity does represent an amalgamation of false religion originating with the fallen ones.  The blood of children provides the devotee of Satan supernatural power and influence.  In the same manner, women are lied to and told that their “choice” to abort is empowering– some sort of freedom from the restraint of traditional gender roles.  The lie of empowerment covers up the inherent selfishness of abortion, whether a child’s life is terminated for the sake of a career or a carefree sex life.  Interestingly, many Satanists will say, “We don’t actually worship Satan, we worship the self.”  Indeed, selfishness is at the core of Satan’s rebellion against God and the basis of Satanic worship today.  Am I calling every disadvantaged fourteen-year-old girl who seeks an abortion a devil worshiper?  Certainly not.  But they are victims of Satan’s scheming.

I predict not much will come from these videos.  There will be no Congressional investigations; the fervor died when the proposal to defund Planned Parenthood died in the Senate.  As far as our contemptible media is concerned, the issue is now settled.  Further coverage of the remaining videos will be almost non-existent.  At best, Planned Parenthood may be charged a fine and I’m certain Cecile Richards, their reprobate President, will make a statement pledging to implement stricter rules of conduct for employees… but the slaughter will continue unabated.

For those of us in the pro-life movement, we need to understand that these videos will not bring down Planned Parenthood.  However, we do need to continue to expose evil by bringing it into the light.  We do need to continue educating people about the driving force behind the abhorrent practice of abortion.  And, we need to pray for the eyes and hearts of all people to be opened, so that more may join the forces of good.  Women’s empowerment comes from recognizing and honoring the fact that God created them as a most sacred vessel to carry forth his favored creation, in his likeness, from generation to generation.  Can there be any greater calling?  Can there be anything more empowering?

So, the next time you find yourself heading to the local convenience store, craving that ice cold beer, and your eyes are drawn to that mystical and trendy six-pack of Oculto in the cooler, who’s package design is curiously similar to Dia De Los Muertos regalia in Mexico, perhaps like me, you’ll stop and ask yourself, what exactly are they selling me?


Lamenting The Coast

bean_hollow_tide_poolIn 2006, before my family left the San Francisco Bay Area for the state of Montana, my wife had a dream.  In the dream, her and I were living in a futuristic apartment near the shore, but there was something separating us from the ocean.  It was a dome.  We couldn’t figure out how to get down to the water, which washed against the exterior of the dome.  Inside the dome there was a form of artificial daylight, but gazing outside, we could see a starry night sky.  We were upset.  At the time, she didn’t know what the dream meant.

My wife and I were married on the beach in 2002, and it has always been a spiritual place for us.  We honeymooned along scenic Highway 1, from Half Moon Bay to Santa Cruz to Monterey.  Some of my most cherished memories center around our many trips to Pescadero or Bean Hollow: falling asleep together on the sand dunes and waking up sun-burnt, playing the kalimba to the sounds of seagulls calling and the crashing surf (I still have a mini-cassette recording somewhere) or watching baby sharks swim through my legs- baby sharks!  When I was a teenager, my friends and I would frequent the Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk in the summer and go boogie-boarding.  We would marvel at the golden flakes of iron pyrite in the water as they shimmered in the sun.  In high school, the ocean nearly took my life when I caught my leg between some rocks while trying to escape the incoming tide.  The ocean is home, and when my wife moved to California to live with me, it became her home as well.

Life has not been easy for our family in Montana and for years we have tried in vain to return home to California.  One thing or another has always stood in our way:  family, money, college and now it seems atomic radiation, due to the ongoing situation at the Fukushima Daiichi nuclear plant in Japan.

If, in reconsidering a move back to California, I were to attempt to explain the very real dangers of radiation exposure to my folks, they would undoubtedly say I was overreacting.  After all, if all you do is sit in front of the television watching mainstream news, you would assume the whole Fukushima nuclear disaster was over and everything was under control.  The current media blackout on Fukushima is even more complete than the blackout over the 2010 BP/Deepwater Horizon oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico.  With cooperation from the media, TEPCO and the governments of Japan and the U.S. have largely downplayed the risks.

But many scientists and experts believe the risks are significant.  We know that the Fukushima nuclear plant is still in crisis.  We know that TEPCO continues to evacuate hundreds of metric tons of radioactive sea water into the Pacific Ocean.  The initial disaster resulting from the earthquake and subsequent tsunami in 2011, has already exposed thousands, if not millions, of people in North America to a sizable amount of radiation, and, as I write this post, a massive plume of contaminated water is heading straight for the West Coast.  It is set to arrive in 2014.  Hardest hit will be Hawaii, Alaska, British Columbia (Canada), Washington, Oregon, California and Baja California (Mexico).

Furthermore, next month TEPCO will begin the daunting task of manually removing over 1,300 fuel rods from the facility’s damaged No. 4 reactor.  The entire operation will take years to complete and is wrought with potential mishaps, reports RT and others.  Worst case scenarios approach the cataclysmic, but best case scenarios are bad enough.  Even now, high levels of radiation have been detected in cow’s milk from U.S. dairy farms, which indicates the radiation has penetrated the food and water supply.

Surely Montanans are being radiated too- we all are.  But what kind of exposure levels should we expect if we decide to move back to the Bay Area?  What should we expect after visiting the beach a few times, wading in the water and breathing in the ocean mist?  What if my wife or daughter were to develop thyroid cancer or leukemia several years from now?  These are the risks that need to be analyzed and addressed by our government, for the safety of our citizens.  But as cancer rates see a sharp rise in North America, or more dead sea creatures wash ashore, more than likely it will never officially be blamed on the Fukashima disaster.

It’s surreal.  These days, I feel as if I’m clinging to my memories of the ocean like a fading dream, meanwhile my wife’s bizarre dream is becoming more and more like a prophetic vision.  I understand dream symbolism.  Of course the dream represents obstacles to returning home.  It represents being separated from a peaceful, comforting place.  My thoughts brought me to tears the other day.  It was not an ordinary sadness, but an exasperation over the dire condition of our planet and what we are facing as human beings.  Perhaps God is working to keep us from going back to California, to protect us from one calamity or another.  I have tried to comfort myself in this, knowing full well that our nation is teetering on major upheaval.  Maybe I am overreacting; maybe we’ll go back after all.  I’m confident God will reveal his plan to us, that our path will become clear.  In the meantime,  I guess the mountains are nice too.