Lu:4:18: The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he hath anointed me to preach the gospel to the poor; he hath sent me to heal the brokenhearted, to preach deliverance to the captives, and recovering of sight to the blind, to set at liberty them that are bruised,

Satan, I’m free—you can try to mess with me, but only as the Lord allows…and at best you’re laughable. Sure, I see all the slaves going to and fro…rote, scheduled, clocked…sold out—sold down the river. 

But I’m free! You can’t mess with me anymore. 

The voices in my head.

The voices at the door.

The winged creatures—and beaks… surrounded. 

One would say, DON’T LOOK AT IT! You’ll go crazy! 

I looked—I didn’t look away. You thought you had me. You thought you could have your way with me.

But I stand up because of Jesus, my God…and His Word.

“But you’re insane. All that talk about the “game” and being “tracked. Hahaha! You’re crazy. I’m making a living! I’m raising up a family. You’re a bum!”

You can’t touch me… 

M't:12:18: Behold my servant, whom I have chosen; my beloved, in whom my soul is well pleased: I will put my spirit upon him, and he shall shew judgment to the Gentiles.

And the voices continue. You wouldn’t have the voices is you complied, you know. 

No, then I’d have YOUR commandments… then I would be broken like you. 

They’re laughing at you—you see? 

I look up, and all eyes are upon me. 

They’re talking about you, see?

I look over the shoppers in the grocery store… whispering. They’re talking about me.

You’re sick. You’re paranoid. 

No, that’s you, Satan. You make everything look like that. I looked too long. I looked into your matrix—I saw…and I did not lose my mind. Why? 

2Tm:1:7: For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.


But the voices—the visions. You’re psychotic. 

I’ve always had that. I explained it all in my book GLASS BACKWARDS and LAMB. I told the truth, Satan, and you can’t handle that. Wait till everyone knows you’re impotent, unable to shut me up, and people like me. 

Job:1:7: And the LORD said unto Satan, Whence comest thou? Then Satan answered the LORD, and said, From going to and fro in the earth, and from walking up and down in it.

Oh, really. Have you considered that some servants aren’t even human? Have you considered the angels in human clothing? Have you considered the supernatural amongst us—have you considered that many of our people are homeless and free? 

'Jesus, what a loser', Satan causes his slaves to utter—and all who serve him are SLAVES, make no mistake about that. 

Yes—no home… iconoclast. God in human skin. The least amongst us has the most power. The man on the yacht has nothing. But is sinking. The ring-knockers have nothing, but are withering. Tradition belongs to Satan. 

I speak the truth, as I ought to speak—and you can’t handle the truth. Because it invalidates everything you and your parents and grandparents did upon the earth…it would render you all an abomination unto LIFE ITSELF. The truth is this: your churches are mausoleums, conformity chambers for Satan. Those who say godly on TV serve Satan only and never have seen or heard God at anytime!


I am controller of the voices—but I want the voice that is truth, my son, says Father…from inside me. He says, don’t worry about it—it’s all like that. It’s always been like that. 

But mother is evil. Yes, mother, I do not know . 

I am your mother and father, my son. I am the VOICE, that speaks from you. 

THE VOICE SPEAKS! I DON’T CARE IF YOU LISTEN! I told you yesterday, you don’t have to read this—you don’t have to come here at all. You can feed yourself with lies and notions of beautiful slavery. But I’m free. I don’t need to speak. You’re not free, those of you in the world…how would you know? Why should you care? 


Psalms:109:13: Let his posterity be cut off; and in the generation following let their name be blotted out.

It comes, with fire. The sword swoops down—and strikes a city. The public slaves have cheered on their shackles and said, MOMMY KEEP US WARM. Go to mommy now. 

I watch you play TERROR ALERT. Your little game for the week. I watch all your little slaves with your little websites cautioning the public, believing yourselves to be dutiful servants, but filling your readers with LIES. All lies… you never were born again—you never did hear God. Jesus was a front to sell things… canned food, gold, newsletters…to go on radio and TV and tell people to watch for anything unusual and be SURE TO REPORT WHAT YOU SEE TO THE LOCAL AUTHORITIES AS GOOD LITTLE CITIZENS. And while you’re at it…post all this everywhere…WE’RE PLAYING WAR NOW, CHILDREN! 

You’re an abomination to the truth—for the terror comes from those who offer protection, just as it has always been from the beginning, the Fall of Man. 

I told you before, brethren, that Father is wroth! I told you that His wrath has touched the disinfo agents and put them out of existence. I told you the late night talk shows touting lies and promoting satanism are cursed by the living God. But they scoff! 

The Lord can and will bring down the strong, and announce it first through his prophets! He will bring down communication…even though today, all communications serve Satan—all mass communications serve evil, just as slave society does. 

This is the land of slavery. Soon, citizens will be quarantined, rounded up into stadiums and given vaccines and biochips—666.

This is real:

Re:13:15: And he had power to give life unto the image of the beast, that the image of the beast should both speak, and cause that as many as would not worship the image of the beast should be killed.

Re:13:16: And he causeth all, both small and great, rich and poor, free and bond, to receive a mark in their right hand, or in their foreheads:

Re:13:17: And that no man might buy or sell, save he that had the mark, or the name of the beast, or the number of his name.

Re:13:18: Here is wisdom. Let him that hath understanding count the number of the beast: for it is the number of a man; and his number is Six hundred threescore and six.

Yes, while most are already marked if they were initiated into satanism, there will be a physical mark, and physical death for all those who refuse it. Meanwhile, the saints are gathered to EXIT this abomination. 


The system is in mid collapse—only the veneer of deception keeps the slaves going back and forth to work. Most are being thrown out of work, and off the employment rolls, so that it always looks like nearly full employment. What a lie! Most fall off the rolls after 6 months…so that’s when they report unemployment. 

The dollar collapsed already—but people smile, mind controlled, and slave off to work once again, working for nothing but increased shackles. 

Americans cannot afford going on vacations where modest hotel rooms are now 400 dollars per night, when they were a third of that two years ago. Look it up for yourselves! Look up the price of coffee…watch gasoline or gold. Look what they are doing—IT’S SATAN…wanting you dependent. 

They hide the satanism…yes, they won’t tell you it exists until your head is on that guillotine. 


Yes, I rejoice! I can say what I ought to say, without fear. For I am free. Only around 1 or 2 percent, including the second tier, will go with God…the rest belong to the house of Esau, and must perish. What happens to them later, I do not know—but there is a mystery in death, as I saw when I preached once to the massacred Indians who haunted our home in New Mexico for a time. I no longer live there, but I can say that the Gospel is not barred from Sheol! If you have loved ones who died and you belong to Jesus Christ, if you have a burden for them, PRAY, BELOVED! For you belong to God Almighty—and your prayers will not go unheard. 

All I know is this—Satan is not going to be successful in the end. Punishment will be for the wicked, and they shall be cut off, but there are also surprises. And yet, TAKE HEED…FOR YOU CANNOT LOOK AT HUMANITY IN LOVE WITH THEIR APOSTASY AND THINK THAT THEY WILL BE WITH YOU IN THE END…and yet there are always mysteries.

M't:16:18: And I say also unto thee, That thou art Peter, and upon this rock I will build my church; and the gates of hell shall not prevail against it.

Joh:10:14: I am the good shepherd, and know my sheep, and am known of mine.