Life is Transitory
Aug 1976
Phrphetic News Letter
Satanic fantasy
Where do we go from here?
Matt 4:8
'the devil taketh Him(Christ) up into an exceeding high mt and sheweth Him ALL THE KINGDOMS OF THE WORLD, and the glory of them."
So this is sayinng according to this letter from Estep, that the world, not the earth is according to the Word, is bundled up in self-assumed satanic control! On an international scale the utter confusion we see is proof postive that the forces of Satan are on the march toward ultimate world government, which could very easi ly be the yr 2000 A.D. We are seeing a manifestion of SATANIC FANTASY!
My notes on the above first paragraph of this news letter:
Um well freely speaking living in grace times gives me a moment to see that this to will pass. the troubles I have getting on the train, the moments of sin of carelessnesss, ignorance, and hour by hour need of God. In just minutes my train cash is lost in my bags. Just as the ticket lady comes to collect my pay I'm in my bag calm and collect. I haven't copped an attitude, or shouted in dismay of the misplaced money for my ticket.
She leaves after staring me down for what feels like one hundred minutes, and comes back to stare me down longer waiting for my ticket money before she sends me off the train. I'm in flashback memory mode of past money issues on the train stuck in 2000 at the age of 20, young, and new to the adult world of independance. They used to let me by, and even through my 20's if I didn't have my money, I'd sign an IOU or something of that nature.
ok back to the present moment with all the scab pickings of painfull memories set aside of dreams ripped apart, and pretend smil puttines waiting to feel real again, my heart bled and bled on the train ride to Chicago. I couldn't find the right thought. I was mourning. I was heavy hearted. I was taking everything in my bag apart until that money showed its green face. I was sitting up and down gently putting my hands in my pockets, front and back, still no money. I repeated these moves three more times in self doubt. I was blind, my head was in the way, my heart was not in the moment, and in memory short term the trillionaire shrinks call it.
Did I leave the money in the truck? no. I went to get gas first. I then stood for a delayed train to the city second, it was bitter cold. I listened to two hippies talk about the Gospel of John that warmed my heart. I stared at the handsome man with a guitar for a second only and stood in a pouting manner next to him on the trains cold waiting bench full of graffiti. I sat next to a very sexy and wholesome woman bundled tight coat and alone hoping I looked as she did or better. Could they have pick pocketed my big white dirty coat with a broken zipper and faux fir?
Fuck! No clue God no clue where the moeny went and the next stop is the last plan to get off and go home and I desparately did not want to do that. my heart bled. I was bleeding in my heart so painfully searching for the two crisp 20 dollar bills in my purse, and emptied all my toilettries mom taught me to pack up. Then I surrendered and asked sadly where the next stop was so that I can go back to my truck and search again. This would set me back time, money, and energy the scientists would say.
Just then I unfolded the train scedule so crisp and clean and the two crisp and clean 20's slipped softly into my hand. She said good thing you got it, the Hegish stop back would take 3 hrs for the next train home. Holy shit, what a ride. The troubles even now as I blog this are setting in for the next blog. Holy shit, ag ain I say to my own life. Mother. Mother. mother .
I started with the news letter from my grandpas dusty ol collection of prophetic avenues, this one called Satanic Fantasy. Estep the editor says this present world system, which comprises, "the kingdoms of the world" belong to Satan. It's true, the earth is the Lord's and the fullness thereof, but the world system, which is founded upon profit and loss is under the direst control of Satan,.....thank God the Bible we're not of the world! and that we are only using it for Gods honor and glory......
This blog is dedicated to carloradio from a poem written called "The Serpent" this very detailed poem Dash wrote ends "o how the devil has control over this world. If you would like to hear this poem go to blogtalkradio.com and type in the cursor box carloradio, hes from Nola, scroll to Sept 27th's link on his radio blog. thank you. love you carloradio.
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