Hello again.
As I start to write today (15th June 2020) I am listening to the Beatles greatest hits, playing randomly, and the song that fires up at the moment I start typing is ‘The Fool On The Hill’. Apart from the fact it’s a great song, it was recorded and released during the year of my birth, 1967. You may find it interesting to read the lyrics, as I strongly identify as The Fool on The Hill (I do live on a hill).
But onward with the story of my 40 days and nights with our Father, and I am still in the early hours of the morning on 8th April 2020, when the full moon happened. I just noticed before I started writing that the time of the full moon was just one minute apart from the time that our Father caused a twitter account of a sister-in-Christ to follow me (it may have been at the exact time as the full moon, as who but Yah know the precise second)? Either way, it was ‘odd’ that I noted down the time that the twitter follow happened at the time, here is the note and an image showing the full moon time:
As you can see, full moon was at 03:35 and the follow is noted at 03:36. Could be a coincidence.
A huge amount of signs and revelations happened during the day and into the evening of 8th April, so this may be a long post.
I don’t think I have mentioned this before, but apologies if I have. I had a recollection of an event from my childhood, I have always remembered this incident because it was very strange, and even to this day I can’t explain why I did what I did, but you will no doubt see that what I did had an interesting symbolism. I was around 9 years old, and my brother was a year younger, and we had been in the lounge together, and my brother (who was the naughty one of the two of us) had broken an ornament that was on the mantle-piece. My mother came in, hearing the glass smashing and asked who had done it? I immediately said that I had I done it, and as a result had the backs of my legs smacked and ended up in tears. Why did I do that, it’s so odd. Eventually my mother discovered that it wasn’t me, and I recall her asking me why I had taken the blame, and I couldn’t explain it, and I can’t explain it now. But I was clearly offering myself as a scapegoat.
In the morning of 8th April I was searching through a box of random stuff just trying to find some greetings cards from when I left a job at a bank branch in Cwmbran (Wales) where I had been really happy, and then I moved back to my home town in Devon in September 2000. I cannot explain why in this post, but I now know that September 2000 was precisely the 6,000th anniversary of creation itself. I will show later on why September is important, but some scripture (2 Peter 3:8 and Psalm 90:4) tells us about days and years as far as our Father in heaven is concerned:
‘this first knowing, that there shall come in the latter end of the days scoffers, according to their own desires going on, 4and saying, ‘Where is the promise of his presence? for since the fathers did fall asleep, all things so remain from the beginning of the creation;’ 5for this is unobserved by them willingly, that the heavens were of old, and the earth out of water and through water standing together by the word of God, 6through which the then world, by water having been deluged, was destroyed; 7and the present heavens and the earth, by the same word are treasured, for fire being kept to a day of judgment and destruction of the impious men.
8And this one thing let not be unobserved by you, beloved, that one day with the Lord [is] as a thousand years, and a thousand years as one day; 9the Lord is not slow in regard to the promise, as certain count slowness, but is long-suffering to us, not counselling any to be lost but all to pass on to reformation’
‘For a thousand years in Thine eyes [are] as yesterday, For it passeth on, yea, a watch by night’.
If we consider the promised Millennium reign, we can easily consider that to be much like the Sabbath rest day, but it will be a full thousand years, the 7th Millenium since creation in fact. Now I know the Hebrew calendar currently shows we’re at the year 5780 (and other years are suggested on the internet) but they’re all wrong (duped by an anti-Yehovah metonic cycle and then Gregory too), as is nearly everything within Judaism these days. I will write more on the subject in the near future, but not here.
Back to the box I was looking through in my spare bedroom, where I did find the bag containing the greetings cards, and I found much more besides. Here are a few photos:
Some commentary:
- ‘An angel destined for heaven’ from a friend. It meant nothing to me at the time, just a cute rhyme with ‘Devon’. Now, I think it was prophetic.
- My friend Wayne, mentioned me growing a beard, and I had briefly had a silly goatee, but as I found the card I was just starting to grow a proper beard, which I will keep.
- Why did my parents underline ‘New Year’, and why did I even keep that card, I didn’t normally keep Christmas cards? I was meant to, for now, I think.
- My friend Wayne mentioned it was ‘a new era’. Again, I read this as prophetic, given comments above about the (delayed) start of the sixth Millennium, definitely a new era. (I will explain why it is slightly delayed very soon).
- There is also confirmation that lockdown started the same day as my 40 days and nights started, I was made aware of this retrospectively. I also think that the 23rd March was just two days before the start of Yehovah God’s new year on 25th, which was the first new moon day after the equinox. I need to get a sundial!
*Edit 6th September 2020. My friend Wayne mentioned above became a former friend, as apparently he couldn’t bear to hear about some of my experiences. I never preached to him, as he had asked me not to. But simply the mention of my Father and the supernatural was enough for him to terminate 30 years of friendship. That’s how heathen and flaky people are these days. Oh how they all deserve the tribulation, wrath and 1,000 years in the pits with the murderers and child abusers and sodomites, before being judged and burned and sent into eternal darkness. He accused me of ‘always thinking I am right’. Not true for all of my life, but he will see the truth upon death won’t he. Oh how he’ll wail.
On this day, I was being constantly ‘attacked’ by aggressive flies, but they couldn’t actually get to me. I remember my two cats being by the wall at the side of my driveway, and they could see ‘something’, both of them were watching it, following it along the bottom of the wall, but I could see nothing. The flies couldn’t enter my property on this day though, it was very strange and satisfying to stand at the wall and watch them fly into the invisible boundary line and then immediately retreat in pain. Why did they do this? Because I had told them, in the power of the blood of the Lord Yahshua, that they were forbidden from doing so. It was like an invisible electric fence was in operation, I was pleased t be able to keep them out on that day, as I had received some instructions from our Father in the morning.
First, I have to revert back to the night time, after my time downstairs in the middle of the night, I went back to bed, and didn’t get much sleep at all. I was having some dreams that have recurred throughout my adult life that keep me awake, I would call them dreams of a sinful nature, and I felt certain Satan was tempting me that night, and at one point I was also physically attacked as I had a bad cramping of my right calf muscle start, a big muscle to cramp, and as it started to get very painful I just called out ‘Father! Help!’ and the muscle immediately eased. So I didn’t get much sleep that night, it was all starting to happen, the testing, the trials, the temptations, the deceptions. Both our Father and the enemy were about to really test me. I get a bit of a cold sweat just thinking about it now.
Before I move on, our Father showed me a song recently in that ‘random’ playlist that He played for me last week, which I shared in this post. Here is the song again and all of its lyrics:
Well you didn’t wake up this morning
‘Cause you didn’t go to bed
You were watching the whites of your eyes turn red
The calendar on your wall
Is ticking the days off
You’ve been reading some old letters
You smile and think how much you’ve changed
All the money in the world
Couldn’t buy back those days
[Chorus]
You pull back the curtains
And the sun burns into your eyes
You watch a plane flying
Across the clear blue sky
This is the day
Your life will surely change
This is the day
When things fall into place
You could’ve done anything
If you’d wanted
And all your friends and family
Think that you’re lucky
But the side of you they’ll never see
Is when you’re left alone with the memories
That hold your life together like
GlueYou pull back your curtains
And the sun burns into your eyes
You watch a plane flying
Across the clear blue sky
This is the day
Your life will surely change
This is the day
When things fall into place
I will copy this song into another post shortly, but for now I just want to highlight the bit about reading the old letters, which was exactly what I had been doing that day, and reflecting upon how much my life had changed, and the days I would have wanted to buy back were the days I was currently experiencing, if I could just extend those 40 days forever, I’d do it, but sadly, not possible. The rest of the lyrics are just spot on for what I was about to experience though. Gosh, so much to share from these days, the 8th through to 14th April were unbelievable, literally unbelievable. But I have my notes thankfully and my memories, and a few photos too.
Back to the daytime of 8th April, and all day there were also crows hanging around in the trees, not making much noise, but just lurking there, as if they were watching me, and also there was the smell of dung in the air all day too. Let’s say the enemy was out in force on that day, if I could have done a ‘demon count’ I reckon it would have been in the dozens.
I had a twitter chat that day with an account that had been used previously to test me on a law issue by Yah, about which I will write later, but you will note that I refer to that in these messages, and the response indicates full knowledge of the test I was set last year. It was this account that mentioned the Pope resigning, hence I took it as a message from Yah, but it was a message from the human man on that occasion. I think, we will see.
Here are the screenshots from that chat, with the twitter account’s details obscured, but would you be surprised that his name is David?
Please do a scripture search on ‘come out of her’ and also ‘leave/flee the city’. It is a plain fact that one can live a righteous life in a city, as well as in the country. So, I know these messages were written in an allegorical way, I had a ‘thought injection’. The ‘gold reval’ can refer to a literal increase in the price of gold, but I know it refers to the increase in righteousness that lies ahead for some of Yah’s faithful and obedient servants:
‘I counsel you to buy from Me gold having been refined by fire so that you may be rich, and white garments so that you may be clothed and the shame your of nakedness might not be made manifest, and eye-salve to anoint your eyes so that you may see’.
And He will sit as a refiner and purifier of silver; He will purify the sons of Levi and refine them like gold and silver. Then they will present offerings to the LORD in righteousness. 4Then the offerings of Judah and Jerusalem will please the LORD, as in days of old and years gone by.
“They will be Mine,” says the LORD of Hosts, “on the day when I prepare My treasured possession. And I will spare them as a man spares his own son who serves him. 18So you will again distinguish between the righteous and the wicked, between those who serve God and those who do not.”
I won’t explain my comments in the twitter chat with David in this post, you can probably work out for yourself what I was referring to, whilst using metaphorical language myself. The response was also interesting ‘no, it’s fine’, if you do a search on ‘fine gold’. Also, ‘you have it flowing through you’. The ‘it’ means the river of the water of life:
‘Then the angel showed me a river of the water of life, as clear as crystal, flowing from the throne of God and of the Lamb 2down the middle of the main street of the city. On either side of the river stood a tree of life, bearing twelve kinds of fruit and yielding a fresh crop for each month. And the leaves of the tree are for the healing of the nations’.
Thy plants are an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard,
14Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:
15A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.
So, that’s what is flowing through me, and in an upcoming post you will see why I can say that with confidence, but I will also mention that I live in a village called ‘Sparkwell’. Here’s what Sparkwell is likely to mean:
The meaning of the village name and hence the later surname is uncertain, but it is believed to derive from the pre 7th century Olde English words “spearca,” which would normally describe a spear, but in this instance is believed to have the transferred meaning of a wood of young trees, and “waella”, a spring, and only much later the modern meaning of a well. The Sparkwell villages both appear in the famous Domesday Book written in about the year 1170 as “Sperchwelle,” and later in the tax rolls of 1242 as “Sparkewelle”.
I know that I was moved here in December 2019 ready for these 40 days and nights, and the name of the place is all tied in with what has been and what is to come. The tree of life was not a one-off in Eden.
During the day I had a few strange emails, with signs and messages contained within them. Here are a couple of screen-shots:
Lamb (Passover) at Easter, yes, nice touch there, not a bad tradition to keep in Iceland.
The little yellow chick, does that ring any bells? It should do.
There is also a comment above ‘A challenge for you….Learn the dance to Think about Things’. Yes, I am certainly thinking about things, but not too much dancing (sometimes in the kitchen I do have a dance to a song, I confess). But, I had never heard of that song until I received the email, and let me just mention, this Icelandic company, to the best of my memory, have never emailed me before. But they did on 8th April.
The song is by an Icelandic band, and I just thought as I write I would check the meanings of the names of the singer and the band. I also had a look at the song’s lyrics now, because I know how our Father works. I was not disappointed, in fact, as usual, very impressive. This one is extra special.
The name of the band is Daði Freyr and Gagnamagnið.
Daði is a pet name for….David, or could possibly mean ‘day’. The premier Norse name wesbite admits no one is certain. David makes most sense, especially when we look at the meaning of the surname ‘Freyr’, which just happens to mean ‘Lord‘. I have copied below a screenshot of the webpage giving the meaning of ‘Freyr’, I suspect the reason I did so will be obvious to my regular readers, but for those just arriving, it’s the number 77:
(If you click through to ‘David’ from that link, it shows you some Hebrew for David, which apparently means ‘beloved’, although I have not looked into that now. Beloved, which mysterious book does that word feature in? Proof I suspect (again) that Songs of Solomon is NOT to be taken literally at all. No, far from it, that was obvious to me when I first read it). (I just did a full read through of Songs of Solomon’s, and the translators did a terrible job, it has nothing to with Solomon’s wedding, and everything to do with the wedding of the messiah and his bride. A question for my readers, please leave a comment: who or what is ‘the bride’ referred to in Revelation, I just reached the only conclusion, one that I had suspected for a little while, but it’s obvious when you think about it).
So…..Lord David.
And his band is called ‘Gagnamagnið’, which literally means:
Use (gagna)
Strength (magn)
‘She appraises a field and buys it;
from her earnings she plants a vineyard.
17She girds herself with strength
and shows that her arms are strong’.
Do not stare because I am dark,
for the sun has gazed upon me.
My mother’s sons were angry with me;they made me a keeper of the vineyards,but my own vineyard I have neglected.
You can see why these things, such as random emails just arriving, were very often so much more than they seemed for me during this 40 day period. Let’s see if I can get this post finished before I go to bed, I have already decided to tackle the nocturnal events of 8th April in a separate post anyway.
So, the lyrics from the song ‘Think about Things’, which I just looked at today, and no surprise that the lyrics are quite incredible, so I will comment under each verse/chorus:
[Intro]
Baby, I can’t wait to know
Believe me, I’ll always be there, so
[Verse 1]
Though I know I love you
I find it hard to see how you feel about me
‘Cause I don’t understand you
Oh, you are yet to learn how to speak
When we first met, I will never forget
‘Cause even though I didn’t know you yet
We were bound together, then and forever
And I could never let you go
[Chorus]
Baby, I can’t wait to know
What do you think about things?
Believe me, I will always be there, so
You can tell me anything and I’ll listen
[Instrumental]
[Verse 2]
When we are together
There isn’t anywhere that I would rather be
Three birds of a feather
I just hope you enjoy our company
It’s been some time and though hard to define
As if the stars have started to align
We are bound together, now and forever
And I will never let you go
[Chorus]
Baby, I can’t wait to know
What do you think about things?
Believe me, I will always be there, so
You can tell me anything and I’ll listen
[Bridge]
I might even know what to say
But either way
At least I’ll be
There!
[Chorus]
Baby, I can’t wait to know
What do you think about things?
Believe me, I will always be there, so
You can tell me anything and I’ll listen
‘I had a few experiences through my life that were a little bit strange, and whilst they didn’t cause me to reconsider my atheism, they did make me realise there were weird things that happened to me, that perhaps others wouldn’t have experienced at all. Sometimes things happen that are just a bit too weird to be totally random, in my view. The three experiences I had all left a lasting impression on me, and all involved birds. Of the feathered kind.’
Svona, síðan svona hér
Bara ef allir dansa meðHæ, við erum komin
Úr framtíðinni og líka utan úr geim
Því eitthvað þarf að breytast
Ef þið viljið halda í þennan heim
Við höfum séð
Hvað getur skeð
Það gæti verið stutt í dánarbeð
En ef við dönsum saman
Hreyfum líkamann
Það væri gaman. Dansinn er:Svona, síðan svona hér
Og eftir það kemur þetta
Bara ef að allir dansa með
Þá ætti þetta mögulega að sleppaÞetta er allt annað
Nú þurfum við að snúa við blaðinu
Þvílíkt vel mannað
Við erum öll í Gagnamagninu
Og hvað með það
Þó sumir muni afneita að
Þið hafið engan annan felustað
En ef við dönsum saman
Hreyfum líkamann
Það væri gaman. Dansinn er:
Svona, síðan svona hér
Og eftir það kemur þetta
Bara ef að allir dansa með
Þá ætti þetta mögulega að sleppaVið erum líka að tala um þig og þig og þig
Og þig og þig og þigSvona, síðan svona hér
Og eftir það kemur þetta
Bara ef að allir dansa með
Þá ætti þetta mögulega að sleppa
So, here’s how
Just in case everyone is dancing Hi, we’re here
From the future and also outside of space
Because something has to change
If you want to stay in this world
We have seen
What can happen
It could be a short deathbed
But if we dance together
Move the body
That would be fun. The dance is:So, here’s how
And after that comes this
Just in case everyone is dancing along
Then this should possibly be droppedIt’s all different
Now we need to turn the page
Such a well-staffed
We are all in the Data Source
And what about it
However, some will deny that
You have no other hiding place
But if we dance together
Move the body
That would be fun. The dance is:
So, here’s how
And after that comes this
Just in case everyone is dancing along
Then this should possibly be droppedWe are also talking about you and you and you
And accept yourself and yourselfSo, here’s how
And after that comes this
Just in case everyone is dancing along
Then this should possibly be dropped
