Bold Predictions for 2026

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 People who set dates for the return of Christ make me laugh.  And in some ways they make me angry because they grift off setting dates.  If they are wrong they just set a new date.  I have said Jesus’ birthdate is April 12.  Maybe that is a date I could predict every year until I am right.  

Can I prove anything my Angels told me?  No.  I can’t prove Angels even exist.  I have no way of proving anything I claim my Angels told me.  I AM my only proof.  But will Jesus prove my Angels for me?  I have no way of knowing He will.  

Does 3I/ATLAS have anything to do with the Second Coming?  I have no way of knowing.  Will I go out on a limb and make bold predictions for 2026?  I could.  But I’d be like an idiot full of sound and fury if I made any predictions for 2026.  I am looking forward to the real Christmas on April 12.  But most likely I’ll be celebrating by myself.  I have no proof.  

And that is my point about predictions.  People who make predictions just want attention.  And they get it.  A lot of predictions are made for 2026.  There are those who want to believe such predictions are correct.  Predictions can create either hope or fear.  Anything I have to say creates hope and not fear.  Angels announced themselves with Peace—not fear.  

Anything I would say has to give Peace and not fear.  April 12 is not a date to fear.  Only those who intentionally take human life have any reason to fear.  But I can’t prove this either.  I often wish I could.  All murdering would then cease.  But I can’t prevent murder or suicide.  I can try.  But I take care of my little corner of the world.  It’s all I can do.  

I just say if you don’t believe me, just listen to my words.  It’s the best I can do.  Otherwise I make no predictions about 2026.  Maybe there will be more of the same in the world.  All I know is that this period of time is the Last Days.  I will probably be more stressed because of it.  So, I’ll try to relax more and stress less.  I do this by spending time by myself as I smoke my pipe.  My pipe this morning is my Boswell pipe with some Captain Black Cherry tobacco and my coffee is Wicked Joe Bella Maria coffee.  Thank you for your time and Peace and Love to each one of you.

Papa Chasteen

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