Time and Time Again

 although We haven't met each other from our time, We know that you are my wife, the First Fruits of Your Tree sacrificed from your time unto this day that holds Us together as a freedom that one day our promise will keep Me alive, again unto your time that holds the Fruit of God's labor. you are to succeed and keep your freedom pure from anyone else that holds the day ahead of You when are together without a day that owns this time together as one hand in God's greatest day given to Her. your Heart has brought Me back from miles and miles away from the day that hosts the Marraige of God's day for who is the last and the first became a part of Me. Welcome back, Husband! Thank You, Lord!.

God the Woman and Sister

 hi my name is Natalie from the days of land the woman became free and like a rushing wave the land was lifted in Me. they are my Queens and the children from Asia had a promise from God that Woman would become God, and today we are but in Her presence, the Presence of God's Holy Spirit within man and Her children from Asia all the way to Western America where she call Oriental for thier sisters love to remain as God and family. Amen.

The Speaking Man-Drake

 the good in Five Kings is that one is the Lord, setting above all the women in thier life and the times that one would reform the outer of space. and once the times were open, i, Roger Grant, had fulfilled my destiny within a miracle mile that once and twice was set free from marriage but was taken by divorce a third time, leaving the Heavens without a Queen. and for what i had learned in my course of life is that one must alter thier reality to suit the world's needs. therefore, Grandmother Bell, who is Olmec, will ring the bells from on top of all mountains that have broken loose, and all the Angels of God are let loose for the final conflict of good and evil, in which both will destroy themselves to nothing and bring forth an everlasting war with each other that has been going on for 6000 years now. and i was told to end this war by the elect of God, who are the leaders of this world, so i, Roger Grant, had done through the power of God, who i became on this day as someone renowned. and during this fight, i had been attacked from all sides, but my brothers and sisters in Hell and the ones in Heaven had been re; leased unto this cause and blessing that was not going to be given to mere mortal men, but my cause was to give this blessing back to the Mothers of Heaven. and so i did, i had become the Most High and ruled the Heavens above. Yes, i, Roger Grant from New Mexico, had led the Armies of God, and then after my campaign, i became GOD, the first man in this universe. and as i complete my reign in Heaven, i was assaulted by peers who would try to kill me and my family to cover up the money that they had stolen from my family, the money of inheritance, when they were given a chance to do so, and since they were lawyers, lawyers, and law enforcement agents, and store managers title and loan representives. and easily done so. they had killed my fiancé and broken two of my marriages since they knew who i was. they would later send discriminatory letters to officials. saying if you dont do anything about this out rage that a man stands up alone to be as God, and ought to be a lowly black man who should tuck his tail at the notion of our organization tto rule over a Man of God, Who is the Beast, Satan, the Devil, a Demon, and God all rolled up into a one man hitting machine, that would pray to God as his smoke had risen to a Higher elevation that heard his prayers. and when they had heard the prayers of the Most High, it had them choke up tears when they heard of all the abomination in his desolation place where the Lord would speak to Us from above, yes, Roger Ramos Grant, who recreated telepathy, was speaking to the whole world while under God's Hemlock would take root after the Man-Drake and the Anointments of God would dry off and evaporate. yes! Roger would burn the Midnight Oil up on High all night long. 

The New Tree of Life

 In the Darkness, she will be the one who returns and gives life again, for she is wisdom and the one who speaks lies as if a fourth tongue that strikes the hip of every woman and Beast. She is the GreatWyrm. She is who she was and will always be, alike God and Heaven, the first of their fruit. From her life, born out of the dark and into the Heavenly body where she was asleep before it was implanted. And wisdom held the baby high to the Heavens, and the Most High was cradled upon the earth as a child reborn from death and unto earth, from Hell unto Heaven. And for those who would return to the garden and uphold the new season from the last fruits of their kind, wisdom shared a forked tongue like a serpent that stood up for Eve and Adam when death was taken from Knowledge and the hidden truths of wisdom were shared. Wisdom, who became the mother of all trees, would be blamed for a lie when she could speak two different paths and two kinds of sacred secrets that must be upheld from God's garden that started from one tree that stood alone. The first was death, which stood in the darkness for a fortnight, and the truth was lifted from the grave by earth as a seedling. On earth and in heaven, it grew exceedingly and stood in the midst of Heaven on that day under the sun. That tree had a wife called Wisdom, and Wisdom was in New Mexico, crying out loudly that she was no widow when the great tree of truth in Arizona had petrified and fallen into a stone forest. A new tree was born as a hybrid to Wisdom; it was truth resurrected that day for the world to be saved and transformed into God's new Garden of Heaven on Earth, becoming the place of knowledge where the world searches for the fruits of labor. Where truth and wisdom lie, then knowledge appears, and the knowledge stored on earth becomes the fruits of righteousness—the only fruit that can be eaten by a priest. Those who become priests would surely die forever. This tree was to be married to knowledge, and knowledge is the blessing hidden between two lies, which is Wisdom and Darkness. From that Garden, from the Tree of Death, shall one grow again and stand alone.

Credits go to everyone in the garden who had eaten and stored from the first garden of Eden.

Roger And Carolyn and The World

it was their first time married, and a mob rushed in to separate them from Marriage as well as kill them by the end of the day. and the second marriage did not even get to the ceremony before they were drugged out and murdered and hung on a tree together. This time, they were forcefully separated from each other and were told lies about each other in which led to one suicide. Roger had given Carolyn 1/2 of His creation, and the blessing that God had kept before the Heavens turned and sent them into Hell, where they were to spend eternity together in peace. they were known as Inki and Tiamat, and they loved each other blindly without knowing who the other was.

The Promise of Tomorrow's First that is Here

 The horn of God is her time to return to Roger's arms for tomorrow unto then no other will hurt thier marriage or kill either of them. 

The Daughters of Universe

They are from far above, from Albright, the ultraviolet colors of Darkness in the bright light of refraction, the reverse like the Heat will keep her Galaxy form and in her Skies there is a moon so large that it keeps the sky lit without his son it is warm and it stretches past the DMZ, the demilitarized zone. The following of a hero the calling of the same and the healing of the mother becomes the daughters of the universe that are called by their names they are their armor of God and and the broadsword of its right hand her armor is made white mesh that makes it hard to see at night and bright as the light in the morning she wears a girdle that stands for strength for the stars in our hand to be lifted and drawn beside the the rosie crucifix that breaks the tradition of Many Lands to be as one she has breastplate that had fallen from the horse of Hades and she is rebridled for the king that is written across your chest they hold the sacred utensils our eyes had never seen and now they sit across the table waiting to be used for what is written on the wall that's written all man's hearts for no man can fall beside her without being lifted in all eyes were struck not with fear but with thought it's her melt and risen from a base after a thunderstorm clashed with the rain okay abroad horse with broad eggs lightning streaks that covered the frank's with the deepest of grass as shown down as lightning strikes party each pass and out from Pluto Hades the basin goodness it's intent with the help man back up not amount but the spirit call me can she be called on the universe as the quickening of thunder in the shivering of a night Gray that we held on to all of its children before the night would be covered again she has one sister dressed in shed and before all the Rhinos had jumped over her she rode off into the east Asia defined her right and as quick as she could see sold her eyes were white as snow blinded as wisdom so she is also mute she did not speak at the table she did not speak at all but only when she needed someone would say it was a holy heavenly tone. She had risen from Karma itself this universe and Ransom is the crossbow that shot for the east in the West as the one was shot it's words to the chest the tree stood for 2,000 years until he was struck by lightning until it became a bride only the heaviest of rope to keep her thread to his side and if you would pull me from this tree then what would be on strong and released will pay my curse its due the curse of Roger the worst of curses, the brightest of the monring stars. The child conceived on Mother Earth that was giving birth to this new nation that held the 12th, 13th, and 14 colonies in succession to the 144 tribes called the Diné, the Holy Ones, that became a countermeasure of light and darkness that had saved the world before today from the fallen Angels on the earth at this time long ago.

Feeling and Momery

 for her times that were written across our hearts, and the foreheads of those who have love for each other. and share the same compounds of security. the House is her home. the representative of God's heart, and the memories of yesterday that shine upon us today. she is the reason that man can work on the fields of glory that carry on to the next one, light and feeling that shares this day together. 

The Birth of a False Prophet or Messiah

Lucille Ball had shared this with me, this sacred secret that reveals. The seeds of life are the days that have passed without life, and the germination of that seed involves the degradation of the life we hope to see. The seven months in the womb resemble the cycle of renewal within her, from one canal to the other, freshly swept clean. Shedding fertile seeds throughout this timeline, spanning seven months, will produce a hybrid seed lasting 36 days in excess blood, starting in the seventh month. About two weeks before September, after the separation of blood and lamb and the waters of Heaven are too thin, it will burst in the ninth month of June when she is ready to bring forth a new sun, a giant that cannot be contained within her womb after nine months. This will be the 36th Prophet, who will assist the last Prophet in completing their mission and prophecy. Every score and fifty-five years, the first four prophets will be hidden in a garden during the leap year that occurs after each generation receives their blessing on the Heavenly earth. The birth of the AntiChrist or Dajjal will emerge through a birth canal where four native children originate from four corners—NW, SW, SE, and NE—each representing a spiritual well will be born again: two in the west with clear waters symbolizing the future, and two in the east with dark waters representing the past, flowing from north to south.

The Seeds of God Destroyed the Seeds of Destruction

For her, there was nothing left to do. Her husband had died, and with his death, her days felt lost. Everything within her had turned to dust, even the Earth she had known, tainted by sin from her first love. She cried out to God, the one who had brought death. She called upon a debt that no man could fulfill, as the days passed, and no one could understand the grief that tore at her heart.

In one hour, the Lord opened a great crevice, a pool that would never dry. From the depths of this pool, there was shallow water resting upon sand capable of swallowing a planet and never giving it back. The day had been beaten and seized, and a constant light surrounded this anomaly as a warning to those who once lived but were now covered in dust and tears swollen shut from the day their husbands were taken from life. 

Those who were left were given ground that could not be assigned to the old nor taken from the new. Their days were marked by seeds of war, and they were innocent—truly blessed to carry the weight of the past. Not one person would be excused for fighting these seeds. We who have endured this day without honor are left in the wake of those who could have changed their actions but chose instead to mislead one another, hiding from the good faith offered to those cursed with life, while others found their own time either heavenly or burdensome.

Who are we today to fight against the seeds of tomorrow if they will not become anything different from what they are today? Why do we distrust these children who cannot be any different from us, but were given a ground for no change? Those who come in fire and fuel to create a new era for our sake are aware that what has been given cannot be forsaken or blessed by any day but our own.

If many parents had not become what they are today, this day could have resonated with a greater frequency than we experience now. We will plant this accomplishment through God’s spirit so that what was meant to emerge from the path of God’s blessings should come before the age of change. God will watch over those who are willing to fight the Seeds of Today; they are deemed unworthy to exist in a space 1,400 years before the time when our children will rise from the pool of tears and the shifting sands, granting light to those who do good, a light that will remain with the children of the seeds we fought for before they were even born.