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It’s Very Simple, Really

 Helping to prepare the way for the coming of the Messiah is a pretty simple task, really.  All I need to do is simply say He’s coming and I know HOW He will judge when He arrives.  I can say these things every day to anyone who will listen and I simply do it.  Every day I can say He’s coming.  It matters not how many understand or even listen.   I could boast and say that I am chosen to do this.  But my voice is among many.  But not many are saying that He will overlook all sins except sins against Human Life.  That makes me a pure Libertine in a lot of ways but I know too I represent my Angels in all I do.  I simply don’t judge others for sins or beliefs.  Beliefs keep us within rules for life and living and I understand this.   I simply don’t judge those who go beyond the rules because I have learned not to care.  It took me a long time to learn not to care.  But as the time nears and I can see a New Beginning on t...

I Wonder

 I am like the prophets of old who often wondered how long God can wait.  I too, look for signs.  I claim to know only what I claim my Angels told me.  I will live to see the arrival of the Messiah.  Personally, I’ve waited for 32 years and I am getting to be an old man without much of a voice.  How long can I say most any day without tiring of saying it?   I have read and re-read the prophecies knowing what I claim my Angels told me.  How much longer does the Beast of Revelation have to live?  And I know the Four Horsemen are among us.  I refuse to name names; only to say what I believe I know.  But are my claims enough if I am not heard?   I can only do what I can do and I say my Angels must do the rest.  I believe the Angels are gathering to fight the forces of evil.  tHAT war has already begun.  But just because I say this is that enough?  Will anyone believe me?  Sometimes I believe I am but a voic...

Guidelines

 I have been saying God only cares about Human Life.  But when it comes to living with others here on this earth we all need guidelines.  Yes, Human Life matters to God.  But people have to live with people.  The Harambi code were the first recorded laws in history about guidelines in terms of how people were to live with each other.   It was this code that is among the first of laws and ethics.  All laws in the history of the world were established so that society could have order and structure.  IF Human Life was all that mattered to people there would still be societal chaos.  Laws give structure to society.  They govern how we live with each other.  God’s One Law is God’s Law.   But human laws give us structure as either one society or many.  And over time laws become so complex that teams of lawyers have to figure out how to manipulate judges by argument.  We have established a prison system for those who break l...

The Older We Get

 I tend to think of myself as living on borrowed time.  But then I keep saying I’ll live to see the Messiah arrive.  Of course, I can’t prove this.  I don’t even try.  But maybe my proof is that at almost being three quarters of a century old, I am still here.  I am alive only by the grace of God.  Most anyone can say this about themselves, but for all practical purposes, I really shouldn’t be here.   Two doctors, both of whom  are some of the best in their fields, saved my life each time.  And if we go back to 32 years ago, my Angels prevented me from taking my life then.  What if there had been no Angels?  I’m not sure I’d be here today.  It’s just that it is my personal belief my Angels will do anything to keep me alive.   But am I THAT important?  My thinking about this is, no, I don’t believe I am.  My Angels gave a theology that applies to anyone who listens to me.  All God cares about is Human Li...

It’s About Time

 I died nearly twice in the past fifteen years.  The next major event just might end my life, so I try to just take it easy.  My philosophy about life has changed for many reasons.  It might seem that having an experience with Angels might be THE definitive event in a life, but instead of waiting to die I await the coming of the Messiah.   My heart functions at about 50%, so I try to avoid stress as much as I can.  I take medication for both my heart and my mind as I know myself quite well.  My son gave me his old Apple Watch I wear religiously.  If I should fall and get hurt, I can send as SOS message to my wife.  It detects falls.  It can do an EKG but I have yet to figure that function out.   Stress, however, is my worst enemy.  It not only can affect my heart, but my mind as well.  I check my heart beats per minute every so often and I can pretty much guess what the results are.  I am very much in tune with both m...

Oh Deer

 My wife and I will be packing for a three month stay in NY, but we already have a lot of stuff up there.  My wife was talking about spending a night in the Catskills or somewhere up there.  I told her too we aren’t far from either New Hampshire or Vermont.  I doubt I will take my pipes and stuff with me for an over night stay.   But I’ll be smoking my pipes mostly on the deck or garage, if it raining.  The deer are always curious about us and each season they come around and seem to be checking in on me.  It takes them a couple of weeks to get used to seeing me out, but once they decide I’m of no danger to them they just go about their business.   One spring we counted about 21 deer in our front yard grazing in our grass.  I can often hear them tramping in the woods behind the deck.  I’ll look for them and then turn my head and there they are.  Often there is a doe with her fawn.  The fawns are more brace as they haven’t learn...

That Old Rag

 When I was a younger pipe smoker, the other guys and I laughed at the old guys who had a rag on their laps while smoking a pipe.  Well, guess what?  I now am one of those old guys who keeps a cloth handy.  Today our cloths are different.  They are now micro fiber cloths we toss when dirty. Except it seems my wife never sees my cloths when they are clean.  To her they are always dirty.  It it were up to me I’d keep them twice longer than when she replaces them.  It seems my cloths are never clean enough for her.  I’ll often wipe the inside of my bowls with these cloths.  I don’t use them as often as it seems I do.  But to me they are my evidence I smoke a pipe. But why use them?  It seems she’s always complaining my cloths are dirty.  They just are well-used.  Sure, after a few days they look like used oil cloths one might use while working on cars.  But if a cloth has a clean spot left I’ll still use it.  A...