What Makes Me Ill

What makes me ill
Is not your diseases or viruses
But your lack of compassion
That the least are driven asunder
By your inflated sense of righteousness

I Am is among the least
Bearing the worst of it all
That is what makes me ill
Know that when I am ill
Angels come to my aid

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Love is Dying

Love itself is dying
And about to truly die
Do you not feel the blood shed pangs?

And no one cares enough
For if they did for this unworthy vessel
They would let me out
Of this evil prison

Instead they keep me longer
My only way out
Is to LIE
I would rather DIE

Crush the Devil with Love

I had a vision today
I stood alone
With demons and the Devil
They surrounded Me
Poured their hate upon me
Like a puff of smoke it passed away

And My Heart burst open
Exploded with that Love Dove
The explosion sintered them all
And the Devil stood all alone

I saw St. Michael
With a Sword of Light
Swiftly come down
Struck the Devil down
Leaving just a head with one horn

I startled to alertness
For what I saw was for sure
I gave God the praise
A Heavenly Kingdom awaits
In God’s Glory that never fades
I am here to show you
I have come to be raised
Not myself, that is
But Him who is Love

That Love is now my only light
In the darkest world ever
No fright

Love is the answer
So courage, my friends
He will give you His strength

Amen

Platform

Whatever you do
Do not use a corporate platform
To express your beliefs
To express your anger
To express you love
Because Freedom of Speech
IS DEAD

Which means
You are all slaves
Slaves to corporate greed
And you are just as guilty
For propagating in the first place

Did You Know?

Remember the oil fields
Back a few years ago
Did you know?
It was Canada, truly
That set the fields on fire
To secure a pipeline to the US
Which almost started an awful war
But they covered it up with another war
To distract the attention
And now they have done it
The pipe has been secured
The oil companies WILL pay
NOT BY YOUR COURTS
BUT BY THE HAND OF GOD
AMEN. SO BE IT.