The actions that the u.s. government have taken for the past hundred years, and more, have proven beyond a doubt that this very same u.s. government has frequently and repeatedly abused the powers that have been entrusted to it; intentionally violating the rights and freedoms of We the People.
This u.s. government has proved that it is not for the People of the united states of America; that it is, in truth, for foreign (alien) interest groups, foreign (alien) banks, foreign (alien) institutions, foreign (alien) governments, foreign (alien) people, and foreign (alien) rights. And not only that, but this traitorous, invalid u.s. government has proven that it looks to form itself as an oligarchical corpocracy. This false, degenerate u.s. government would see - and has already seen - the u.s. Constitution tread upon as if it were mere toilet refuse, an object of annoyance and disgust. This u.s. government has seen to the destruction of the Republic and Union of states, overseeing its transformation into a tyrannical democracy, leaning toward a communist, socialist state.
Take what has happened during this time of the Corona-lierus (COVID-19), for example. In the First Amendment of The Constitution FOR (NOT OF!) the united states of America, the power of the u.s. government to limit, or otherwise prohibit (to restrain, forbid) the People from exercising their right to freedom of religion, and the freedom to peaceably assemble is expressly forbidden. The invalid, foreign, false, crony, shill, traitor governments have violated that already and continue to violate it.
With the Second Amendment, which says that the right to bear arms shall NOT be infringed, all people can see that the People's right to bear arms HAS been infringed - look simply to California (Commiefornia) and all other states and districts where regulations (infringements) limit the firearms and ammo one can purchase.
Any law that regulates that a man does not have the right to a weapon, to self-defense, is in violation of the Second Amendment. Even in the case of those whom are guilty of committing federal crimes, if they be returned again to society, to remove their rights indefinitely is illegal, and morally reprehensible - and paves the road to tyrannical laws and decrees which would see free citizens protected by their u.s. Constitution subjected before kangaroo courts, and Constitution-violating seizures and arrests.
Now, for the good of individual communities removing such a right can be fruitful - but only for a short period of time after a guilty conviction and incarceration. If it is the case that the citizen is not able to have their rights recognized again, why then would they be released?
If God had decided that the Founding Men of the Constitution for the united states were fools, why then would God allow those great men to form such a unique, and wholly beneficial form of governance with the hearts, rights, and minds of its People at the center? Why would those Founding Men have proven beyond a doubt that the rights stated in the Constitution are not given by men but recognized as being fundamentally present within all of mankind as gifted by our Creator?
I tell you, you sons of God, the Most High; you sons of what the Founding Men established through blood, sweat, and tears: If we men of the latter days forsake what those Founding Men established, we will suffer greatly for it. God will strip us of our freedoms if we prove that we cannot responsibly keep them. Simply look to the ancient Israelites to see what happens when men refuse to keep the law of their fathers.
The Holy Spirit of God-in-Christ has placed within all mankind an authoritative responsibility. This responsibility is to worship our Creator and do good works. Keeping the u.s. free, upright, and void of tyranny is our duty. It is our, We the People's, duty to fight, to resist, to destroy any semblance of tyranny that should arise in the united states government.
I tell you, that tyranny is with us, even now.
Keep fighting the Good Fight,
Logos Prevailing
17 April 2020
Christian Nationalism
Christian Nationalism is the only way that man can upright the inversion. We are not merely engaged in a battle of political ideologies. This is a war of the spirit - a war between those men who are upright and inverse. This is a war that has raged since the fall of Adam.
The only outcome in a war of spirit is that the upright will win. We always do, and we always will. By the faith in our Lord, our Father, and His Son, Christ the Messiah, we will win - and He has already won. Know that this spiritual fight rages daily, in every thought and action. American society lost long ago but it is not too late to do what you can for you and yours.
Men, embrace your role. Seek the Lord, become husbands and fathers. Raise your children better than we were raised. Raise them in Logos, the Word and Holy Spirit of God-in-Christ.
Women, embrace your role. Seek the Lord, become wives and mothers. Be a helpmate for your husband, and submit to his role. Always nurture your children.
A society must be submitted to the Holy Spirit of God-in-Christ for any ultimate form of prosperity to occur. Know that should any number of people deviate from God's upright path, then that society should be subject to failure. This is why one's own faith in God-through-Christ is most important.
The only outcome in a war of spirit is that the upright will win. We always do, and we always will. By the faith in our Lord, our Father, and His Son, Christ the Messiah, we will win - and He has already won. Know that this spiritual fight rages daily, in every thought and action. American society lost long ago but it is not too late to do what you can for you and yours.
Men, embrace your role. Seek the Lord, become husbands and fathers. Raise your children better than we were raised. Raise them in Logos, the Word and Holy Spirit of God-in-Christ.
Women, embrace your role. Seek the Lord, become wives and mothers. Be a helpmate for your husband, and submit to his role. Always nurture your children.
A society must be submitted to the Holy Spirit of God-in-Christ for any ultimate form of prosperity to occur. Know that should any number of people deviate from God's upright path, then that society should be subject to failure. This is why one's own faith in God-through-Christ is most important.
29 February 2020
Dream of a Woman
In my dream I saw a type of city, or large lavish marketplace. In it, and open as a mall shop doorway is, was a Clockwork Library of sorts. Running up the center of that library was a brass spire of interlocked and spinning gears. I stepped through the doors, could see that all around the room were men and women, shopping, browsing books, drinking coffee, and chatting. This seemed a sort of place where single men and women of faith could go to find their ordained spouse. Several couples, having already found one another, greeted me then returned to their conversations. Groups of attractive women would look at me, wave, smile, or blush. I would give them a nod and a polite smile but otherwise pay no attention. This disappointed them some, but they returned to their conversations shortly after.
Strangely enough, E. Michael Jones was the caretaker of the library, and I knew that I had come to meet him. Unbeknownst to me at the time, he required that everyone should purchase a ticket to get inside. I was a stranger to this land, and thinking nothing of the sort I walked in and started exploring.
I walked through rows-upon-rows of books on massive shelves stacked beneath high vaulted ceilings, and overlooked by great balconies. I ran my hands along the dark wood shelves, across the spines of weathered wisdom, took in the scent of ancient tomes and manuscripts. In the corner of my eye, at the back of the library, I could see some hallowed area of seclusion, rarely trafficked. I made my way toward it, could feel myself being pulled to it. The area some how felt off-limits and there were two theaters. I pulled at the regal double doors of one, it didn’t budge. To my left, I saw a concierge stand where I could purchase tickets to get in. There was a man at the desk, he was staring at me.
Feeling entirely out of place, and knowing that the room itself knew I was, I turned to leave. I was stopped by a plainly-beautiful woman who approached me. She asked me what I was doing. I didn’t respond at first, only admired her simple beauty: She had brown hair, pale skin, I can’t remember her eye color. She seemed aloof, untouchable to any man. I wanted this woman, despite that there were plenty of other beautiful women about who also had eyes for me. She informed me of the Library’s entry rules, and I told her that I knew E. Michael Jones and was here to see him. She gave me an entry ticket, led me to him. Jones and I greeted one another, and he spoke to me, explained why he had mandated we should purchase a ticket to get in.
I listened for some time, then looked about for the woman. She had disappeared. I asked Jones about her. He said that she was old, ancient even. I disagreed, as she looked to be in her twenties, no older than thirty. I expressed my desire to marry her, and he explained that it would be impossible. Regardless, I wanted to pursue her. He then gave me a pair of silver gloves from his own hands, and departed, like some wizened wizard, off into the Clockwork Library. I set it in myself to seek out the woman.
I ascended some grand staircase, up onto the terrace above. There was a shimmering white bazaar perched high above a large metropolis. Peoples from all over the face of the earth were selling various extravagant wares. I walked around, seeking the woman from earlier yet did not find her. At one shop, some dark skinned man, very well dressed, stopped me, expressed his interest in the gloves. I refused to sell them, and explained my reasons for being here. He sighed, and wished me luck in finding this woman.
I descended back into the Clockwork Library, ran into another beautiful woman. She was blond, pale skinned, blue eyed. She was interested in me, but I was not interested in her. I explained to her the reason for my search, the woman I sought.
“Oh,” she said. “Come with me. I’ll take you to her.”
And so I did. I followed that blond woman through the library, past row upon row of shelves, like some network of arteries, for what seemed like days. Until, at last, I finally found her. She was sitting alone in a window seat, staring out across some vast distance of natural wonder, pining, sighing in some kind of boredom or loneliness. She turned when she heard us approaching, stood when she saw.
She and the blond woman embraced one another, they were friends. The blond woman introduced us, I don’t remember any names. The two of them tried to explain why it was that I could not have her, nor she I. I realized the woman I sought was quite plain in appearance compared to her friend, however, despite this, I found her to be absolutely enthralling, entirely gorgeous. I explained that it would work, it only seemed logical, as we were interested in one another. The woman I sought told me it wouldn’t work, shame spread on her face as she explained that she was too old. I refused to listen, as I could clearly see that she was young, the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen, in fact.
The two women looked at one another, a defeated expression on their face. They looked back to me, and the woman I sought turned away. I began to feel myself slip back, pulled away by some waking force, despite resisting in my attempts to go after her. The blond woman watched me with sadness in her blue eyes. The distance between myself and the woman I sought increased, continued to do so. Occasionally, she would turn to look at me, over her shoulder. Her face shifting each time between sadness and smiles.
Strangely enough, E. Michael Jones was the caretaker of the library, and I knew that I had come to meet him. Unbeknownst to me at the time, he required that everyone should purchase a ticket to get inside. I was a stranger to this land, and thinking nothing of the sort I walked in and started exploring.
I walked through rows-upon-rows of books on massive shelves stacked beneath high vaulted ceilings, and overlooked by great balconies. I ran my hands along the dark wood shelves, across the spines of weathered wisdom, took in the scent of ancient tomes and manuscripts. In the corner of my eye, at the back of the library, I could see some hallowed area of seclusion, rarely trafficked. I made my way toward it, could feel myself being pulled to it. The area some how felt off-limits and there were two theaters. I pulled at the regal double doors of one, it didn’t budge. To my left, I saw a concierge stand where I could purchase tickets to get in. There was a man at the desk, he was staring at me.
Feeling entirely out of place, and knowing that the room itself knew I was, I turned to leave. I was stopped by a plainly-beautiful woman who approached me. She asked me what I was doing. I didn’t respond at first, only admired her simple beauty: She had brown hair, pale skin, I can’t remember her eye color. She seemed aloof, untouchable to any man. I wanted this woman, despite that there were plenty of other beautiful women about who also had eyes for me. She informed me of the Library’s entry rules, and I told her that I knew E. Michael Jones and was here to see him. She gave me an entry ticket, led me to him. Jones and I greeted one another, and he spoke to me, explained why he had mandated we should purchase a ticket to get in.
I listened for some time, then looked about for the woman. She had disappeared. I asked Jones about her. He said that she was old, ancient even. I disagreed, as she looked to be in her twenties, no older than thirty. I expressed my desire to marry her, and he explained that it would be impossible. Regardless, I wanted to pursue her. He then gave me a pair of silver gloves from his own hands, and departed, like some wizened wizard, off into the Clockwork Library. I set it in myself to seek out the woman.
I ascended some grand staircase, up onto the terrace above. There was a shimmering white bazaar perched high above a large metropolis. Peoples from all over the face of the earth were selling various extravagant wares. I walked around, seeking the woman from earlier yet did not find her. At one shop, some dark skinned man, very well dressed, stopped me, expressed his interest in the gloves. I refused to sell them, and explained my reasons for being here. He sighed, and wished me luck in finding this woman.
I descended back into the Clockwork Library, ran into another beautiful woman. She was blond, pale skinned, blue eyed. She was interested in me, but I was not interested in her. I explained to her the reason for my search, the woman I sought.
“Oh,” she said. “Come with me. I’ll take you to her.”
And so I did. I followed that blond woman through the library, past row upon row of shelves, like some network of arteries, for what seemed like days. Until, at last, I finally found her. She was sitting alone in a window seat, staring out across some vast distance of natural wonder, pining, sighing in some kind of boredom or loneliness. She turned when she heard us approaching, stood when she saw.
She and the blond woman embraced one another, they were friends. The blond woman introduced us, I don’t remember any names. The two of them tried to explain why it was that I could not have her, nor she I. I realized the woman I sought was quite plain in appearance compared to her friend, however, despite this, I found her to be absolutely enthralling, entirely gorgeous. I explained that it would work, it only seemed logical, as we were interested in one another. The woman I sought told me it wouldn’t work, shame spread on her face as she explained that she was too old. I refused to listen, as I could clearly see that she was young, the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen, in fact.
The two women looked at one another, a defeated expression on their face. They looked back to me, and the woman I sought turned away. I began to feel myself slip back, pulled away by some waking force, despite resisting in my attempts to go after her. The blond woman watched me with sadness in her blue eyes. The distance between myself and the woman I sought increased, continued to do so. Occasionally, she would turn to look at me, over her shoulder. Her face shifting each time between sadness and smiles.
09 February 2020
Churchianity; Modern "Christianity"
I'm getting straight to the point with this one. Modern christianity is a worldy inversion of true Christianity. It is a joke, a farce, and a lie. There is, in fact, absolutely nothing Christian about modern christianity. Simply by the attempt that modern christianity tries to be modern proves that it has nothing to do with what Christ died for. For Christ did not die for trying to be anything other than a loyal slave of God-in-Christ.
Christianity doesn't change. In fact, no covenant between the One Living God and a man ever changes. Christ was man and God. How much the more so would that New Covenant, solidified with the blood and body of the Christ, remain the same? The answer is that it wouldn't be any more or less so than it ever was - because God NEVER changes! The de facto state of a modern christian church is that it has no basis in the blood and body of the Christ, Immanuel.
Modern church, and modern christianity is too polluted with the ways of the world. These ways ranging from: the lie that men and women are equal on this earth; the anti-Christ compulsion of blatantly announced times of tithing; the anti-Christ acceptance of open homosexual relations and people; the lie of "diversity," and that all ethnic groups are the same; the denial of the proper roles of men and women - that denial of the fact that men are leaders, and women are helpers; the lie that Christianity should appeal to everyone, and offend no one; the lie that Christianity is open to interpretation; the lie that women can fill church roles; the lie that the collection of Scripture called the Bible is the only acceptable work of Scripture (the Book of Adam, Book of Enoch, much of the "Apocrypha" and "Pseudopigrapha" are true Scripture!).
Yet there is more, and I can continue to lecture ye fake christians, ye lost souls, ye deceived masses!
From what I noticed in one single day at West Salem Foursquare Church - A church that started in the modern Sodom/Gomorrah itself, Los Angeles, California; and with further research I found that Fouresquare supports women "pastors," here and here: For it is anti-Christ for pastors to joke about vasectomy in front of their congregation; it is anti-Christ for the pastor to flaunt their idolization of sinful, anti-God men like Bono, and Jimmy Fallon; it is anti-Christ to make the congregation about one's self, taking only five-ten minutes of time to speak on Scripture.
Yet also, I cannot wholly deny that despite the modern church perverting God-through-Christ's life and teachings, that God will not make some good thing come from them. For it is God's good desire to turn an evil outcome into a good one.
I'll leave with this:
Before God-in-Christ, trying is not good enough. For in Christ, even thinking of an iniquitous thought is damning, but also is the repentance of it made simple in the Christ's sacrifice. Yet, that does not mean that our backsliding, our failures, our sins, place less shame on our shoulders, or garner us less punishment. No. For we in Christ Immanuel, God-with-us, are under a New Covenant formed by the man and God, Jesus of Nazereth. Because we Christians are a new creation, we are held to greater standards.
Better is it for one to sin not knowing God, then for one to sin who does know God.
God-in-Christ be with you,
Logos Prevailing
18 January 2020
The Inherent Sadness of Modern Society: Who I was; who I am
To the great pain and complaint of nearly everybody I know - which says a lot about them, and the vast majority of people in this world - at the beginning of 2019 I changed the course of my life completely. This is the story of why.
My life up to 2019 was spent aimless. I had no motivation, no goals, no skills, and no real purpose or understanding in life. I was a depressed, suicidal human drone that lived for nothing more than to feel pleasure and be entertained. This is partly the blame of my parents, partly the blame of their parents, their parents, etc., but most of the blame of this degenerate society which has negatively influenced every generation for the past 100 years.
Don't believe me? Think the 1950s was a better time? Just go take a look at most musical lyrics from popular songs of that era. Spoiler, they're mostly about fornication, and giving women undue glorification - and no, chasing women is not the purpose of life. In fact, a woman is nothing more than a helper for a man. A man is the slave of God, and woman is the slave of God and subservient helper of man.
My digression aside, I was brought up in school systems and taught nothing useful at all. As many of my fellow government-school babies can relate, I wasn't even taught how to function in the very society for which I was already a part of, and told to further partake of. It is thus obvious to anybody who grew up in a similar manner that school systems are purposefully pumping out clueless men and women.
Despite all that, I was a happy, mostly uncorrupted kid. I had a natural knack for avoiding negative situations. In high school, many of my friend groups were smoking weed and cigarettes, using harmful drugs, drinking, and fornicating. For whatever reason, that kind of lifestyle never appealed to me and I always turned down any offers to partake.
After high school I joined the u.s. Army as an infantryman for the purpose of going to the Mid-East and, in my own words, "killing those people who killed innocents." I, of course, sill had no idea what I wanted to do long term and was quite naive in the thinking that I could do good in such a manner. But, I desired to get away from my parents. Parents who I very much disliked at the time. Parents who failed to instill in me what the true nature of reality was - that reality of being a slave to God-through-Christ, and of spiritual warfare.
While in the Army, I was often made fun of for always smiling. I even remember when I used to tell people that I didn't think depression was real. In hind sight, I was very wrong.
One day my squad leader, SSG Cowell, came up to me and said something that I've never forgotten. Something that has since reminded me of how sad this life really is.
Cowell sauntered up and casually leaned over to see what I was doing. He tilted his head, said, "Barnes, you're always smiling."
I looked up from prepping my ruck and my gear, a big smile creeping up on my face. "I am?" I replied, pausing to think about it, "Yeah, I guess I am, Sergeant."
He canted his head the other way, breathed in through his teeth as if frustrated that he himself had lost such joviality. "That's good, Barnes. Don't ever stop," he said, patting me on the shoulder and stepping away. Perhaps reminded of all the young naive men he had trained in his career.
Well, let's just say I've since stopped smiling. For the rest of my military career I was still fairly happy. I still didn't think depression was real, despite being sad or lonely every once in a while. But responsibilities and stress started to take their toll. It wouldn't be until my first heartbreak with what I considered to be my first real girlfriend in 2016, that my outlook on life changed.
After that breakup I became a different person. I was wary of others, especially women. I stopped trusting as easily, I stopped being happy and smiling all the time. I had frequent outbursts of a rage I'd kept mostly in check since childhood. I couldn't drink anymore, as the slightest insult would set me off. I came to know what depression was. I felt suicidal. I often found myself thinking: How could this have happened? I used to be so happy.
It happened because she was the first woman I fell in love with. But, despite my one-sided love, we were not a good match. She was very rude to me, to everybody, really. She herself said that she was a negative person. I put it together that she previously had some bad relationships which had damaged her. However, due to the failings of my upbringing, I was not an upright ("good") man and did not know how to uplift her.
I spent the period of time between 2016-2018 severely angry, depressed, and suicidal. I began to cling to whatever would make me feel better. And what made me feel better was philosophy, and the emotion of politics. I started to realize that something about our society wasn't quite right. It felt hollow, pointless, fruitless. There was nothing in it for me, as I never had a desire for money, and always wanted to be married to a good woman whom with to raise a family.
I had a goal to join the federal government in order to provide for that potential future family, and I thought it was going to work out perfectly. Trump had won the election, and I voted for him and saw him as a savior. One who could re-instill morality in this Union's society. By the time I would have my Bachelor's degree I would be joining a government run by a man that I thought was very great. I was still naive, despite having a better understanding of the hardships of life. I've since learned that no man can be a savior.
It was Christmas 2018 that I experienced the event that turned me fully to God-in-Christ. The event that lead to my entire family coming to the conclusion that I was crazy.
That Christmas day I got in a fight with my dad and step-mom. While we were all sitting around opening gifts, me and my brother were taunting one another, back and forth. My dad and step-mom were watching when my brother used the number of women he had been with as a one-up. I was content to be silent, as I'm sure he had slept with more women then me. Suddenly my dad and step-mom also chimed in to make fun of my ability to "get women." That set me off in a rage, and severed any bond I had to them. I spewed foul language, stormed out of the house and thought about killing them then offing myself.
It had made me angry because neither my mom or dad had taught me about women. I had learned everything from my peers, society, and porn. So, that meant sex, sex, and more sex. That was all I knew as to the purpose of a woman, even though deep down I had always had this dream of marrying a good, wholesome, kind, supporting woman. I didn't know how to find her, or to behave in the manner that attracted her. I had already lived the one-night stand nonsense of modernity, which always left me feeling worse, not better as society claims. Each morning after, I was more empty, more depressed.
I was sickened by my own life, by my rage and thoughts. I don't know how it happened but I came to God. Or, rather, God reached out to me and pulled me close.
I'm not sure what I did in January and February. But sometime in March, at around two in the morning in my living room, I discovered that the Roman Catholic church of Constantine had changed the real day of God's ordained Sabbath from saturday to sunday. I also learned that saturday (Sabbath day) was the 7th day of the week, and sunday the 1st day.
Sitting there on my couch, alone in the dark, with a smile on my face I began to weep uncontrollably. It was the culminating miraculous understanding that this whole american society, and everything we've ever been taught in it is a malicious lie. Only by the Lord God Omnipotent's merciful intervention could such a seemingly insignificant fact have made me turn wholly to God-in-Christ. This simple understanding explained everything that had gone wrong in my life. It explained the failure of my parents, it explained my behavior and feelings, it explained the failure of this disgusting society which glorifies fornication, sodomy, money, killing, violence, pedophilia, and all other unclean, unworthy things.
That same month, I began a cover-to-cover reading of the Scripture within the Bible, and finished it 8 months later in November. Hungry for more of God's inspired works, I began to seek out other Scripture. I've since read the Book of Enoch, the Book of Adam & Eve, all the KJV "Apocrypha", and am now on to the "Pseudopigrapha," Life of Mary, and other workings attributed to even Christ the Messiah.
My new, true-Christian path in life has alienated me from society, family, and old friends. However, I've gained new friends, men who seek God-in-Christ. And, although I still have that depression, a loneliness which hasn't gone away since 2016, I am no longer suicidal nor as angry. Yet, there is still a sadness inside me that grows as I learn more and more about the deliberate inversion (malicious perversion) of this society, and world. Scripture speaks of this in Ecclesiasticus 21:11-12,
"He that keepeth the law of the Lord getteth the understanding thereof: and the perfection of the fear of the Lord is wisdom. He that is not wise will not be taught: but there is a wisdom which multiplieth bitterness."
Since coming to God-in-Christ, I have begun to receive dreams. One such dream gave me the story and motivation to write a large series of novels - many dreams that have followed have given me supplementary ideas and content. Other dreams have shown me visions of the future. And yet still, other dreams are nightmares, recurring un-identifiable demons.
These demonic nightmares always take place in a dreamspace of my own home, and often consist of sleep paralyzation. This is spiritual warfare. With counsel from Aaron, my cousin and brother-in-Christ, I know this to be because I came to God in such a dramatic and sudden way. This has painted a target on my spirit to the enemies of God. I only tell you this that if by some chance my experiences lead you to God-in-Christ, just know that life doesn't automatically become easy-mode. In fact, your life will be more difficult, perhaps even more depressing in certain ways. But, in other ways it will also greatly improve, just as it has in mine.
God bless,
Logos Prevailing.
My life up to 2019 was spent aimless. I had no motivation, no goals, no skills, and no real purpose or understanding in life. I was a depressed, suicidal human drone that lived for nothing more than to feel pleasure and be entertained. This is partly the blame of my parents, partly the blame of their parents, their parents, etc., but most of the blame of this degenerate society which has negatively influenced every generation for the past 100 years.
Don't believe me? Think the 1950s was a better time? Just go take a look at most musical lyrics from popular songs of that era. Spoiler, they're mostly about fornication, and giving women undue glorification - and no, chasing women is not the purpose of life. In fact, a woman is nothing more than a helper for a man. A man is the slave of God, and woman is the slave of God and subservient helper of man.
My digression aside, I was brought up in school systems and taught nothing useful at all. As many of my fellow government-school babies can relate, I wasn't even taught how to function in the very society for which I was already a part of, and told to further partake of. It is thus obvious to anybody who grew up in a similar manner that school systems are purposefully pumping out clueless men and women.
Despite all that, I was a happy, mostly uncorrupted kid. I had a natural knack for avoiding negative situations. In high school, many of my friend groups were smoking weed and cigarettes, using harmful drugs, drinking, and fornicating. For whatever reason, that kind of lifestyle never appealed to me and I always turned down any offers to partake.
After high school I joined the u.s. Army as an infantryman for the purpose of going to the Mid-East and, in my own words, "killing those people who killed innocents." I, of course, sill had no idea what I wanted to do long term and was quite naive in the thinking that I could do good in such a manner. But, I desired to get away from my parents. Parents who I very much disliked at the time. Parents who failed to instill in me what the true nature of reality was - that reality of being a slave to God-through-Christ, and of spiritual warfare.
While in the Army, I was often made fun of for always smiling. I even remember when I used to tell people that I didn't think depression was real. In hind sight, I was very wrong.
One day my squad leader, SSG Cowell, came up to me and said something that I've never forgotten. Something that has since reminded me of how sad this life really is.
Cowell sauntered up and casually leaned over to see what I was doing. He tilted his head, said, "Barnes, you're always smiling."
I looked up from prepping my ruck and my gear, a big smile creeping up on my face. "I am?" I replied, pausing to think about it, "Yeah, I guess I am, Sergeant."
He canted his head the other way, breathed in through his teeth as if frustrated that he himself had lost such joviality. "That's good, Barnes. Don't ever stop," he said, patting me on the shoulder and stepping away. Perhaps reminded of all the young naive men he had trained in his career.
Well, let's just say I've since stopped smiling. For the rest of my military career I was still fairly happy. I still didn't think depression was real, despite being sad or lonely every once in a while. But responsibilities and stress started to take their toll. It wouldn't be until my first heartbreak with what I considered to be my first real girlfriend in 2016, that my outlook on life changed.
After that breakup I became a different person. I was wary of others, especially women. I stopped trusting as easily, I stopped being happy and smiling all the time. I had frequent outbursts of a rage I'd kept mostly in check since childhood. I couldn't drink anymore, as the slightest insult would set me off. I came to know what depression was. I felt suicidal. I often found myself thinking: How could this have happened? I used to be so happy.
It happened because she was the first woman I fell in love with. But, despite my one-sided love, we were not a good match. She was very rude to me, to everybody, really. She herself said that she was a negative person. I put it together that she previously had some bad relationships which had damaged her. However, due to the failings of my upbringing, I was not an upright ("good") man and did not know how to uplift her.
I spent the period of time between 2016-2018 severely angry, depressed, and suicidal. I began to cling to whatever would make me feel better. And what made me feel better was philosophy, and the emotion of politics. I started to realize that something about our society wasn't quite right. It felt hollow, pointless, fruitless. There was nothing in it for me, as I never had a desire for money, and always wanted to be married to a good woman whom with to raise a family.
I had a goal to join the federal government in order to provide for that potential future family, and I thought it was going to work out perfectly. Trump had won the election, and I voted for him and saw him as a savior. One who could re-instill morality in this Union's society. By the time I would have my Bachelor's degree I would be joining a government run by a man that I thought was very great. I was still naive, despite having a better understanding of the hardships of life. I've since learned that no man can be a savior.
It was Christmas 2018 that I experienced the event that turned me fully to God-in-Christ. The event that lead to my entire family coming to the conclusion that I was crazy.
That Christmas day I got in a fight with my dad and step-mom. While we were all sitting around opening gifts, me and my brother were taunting one another, back and forth. My dad and step-mom were watching when my brother used the number of women he had been with as a one-up. I was content to be silent, as I'm sure he had slept with more women then me. Suddenly my dad and step-mom also chimed in to make fun of my ability to "get women." That set me off in a rage, and severed any bond I had to them. I spewed foul language, stormed out of the house and thought about killing them then offing myself.
It had made me angry because neither my mom or dad had taught me about women. I had learned everything from my peers, society, and porn. So, that meant sex, sex, and more sex. That was all I knew as to the purpose of a woman, even though deep down I had always had this dream of marrying a good, wholesome, kind, supporting woman. I didn't know how to find her, or to behave in the manner that attracted her. I had already lived the one-night stand nonsense of modernity, which always left me feeling worse, not better as society claims. Each morning after, I was more empty, more depressed.
I was sickened by my own life, by my rage and thoughts. I don't know how it happened but I came to God. Or, rather, God reached out to me and pulled me close.
I'm not sure what I did in January and February. But sometime in March, at around two in the morning in my living room, I discovered that the Roman Catholic church of Constantine had changed the real day of God's ordained Sabbath from saturday to sunday. I also learned that saturday (Sabbath day) was the 7th day of the week, and sunday the 1st day.
Sitting there on my couch, alone in the dark, with a smile on my face I began to weep uncontrollably. It was the culminating miraculous understanding that this whole american society, and everything we've ever been taught in it is a malicious lie. Only by the Lord God Omnipotent's merciful intervention could such a seemingly insignificant fact have made me turn wholly to God-in-Christ. This simple understanding explained everything that had gone wrong in my life. It explained the failure of my parents, it explained my behavior and feelings, it explained the failure of this disgusting society which glorifies fornication, sodomy, money, killing, violence, pedophilia, and all other unclean, unworthy things.
That same month, I began a cover-to-cover reading of the Scripture within the Bible, and finished it 8 months later in November. Hungry for more of God's inspired works, I began to seek out other Scripture. I've since read the Book of Enoch, the Book of Adam & Eve, all the KJV "Apocrypha", and am now on to the "Pseudopigrapha," Life of Mary, and other workings attributed to even Christ the Messiah.
My new, true-Christian path in life has alienated me from society, family, and old friends. However, I've gained new friends, men who seek God-in-Christ. And, although I still have that depression, a loneliness which hasn't gone away since 2016, I am no longer suicidal nor as angry. Yet, there is still a sadness inside me that grows as I learn more and more about the deliberate inversion (malicious perversion) of this society, and world. Scripture speaks of this in Ecclesiasticus 21:11-12,
"He that keepeth the law of the Lord getteth the understanding thereof: and the perfection of the fear of the Lord is wisdom. He that is not wise will not be taught: but there is a wisdom which multiplieth bitterness."
Since coming to God-in-Christ, I have begun to receive dreams. One such dream gave me the story and motivation to write a large series of novels - many dreams that have followed have given me supplementary ideas and content. Other dreams have shown me visions of the future. And yet still, other dreams are nightmares, recurring un-identifiable demons.
These demonic nightmares always take place in a dreamspace of my own home, and often consist of sleep paralyzation. This is spiritual warfare. With counsel from Aaron, my cousin and brother-in-Christ, I know this to be because I came to God in such a dramatic and sudden way. This has painted a target on my spirit to the enemies of God. I only tell you this that if by some chance my experiences lead you to God-in-Christ, just know that life doesn't automatically become easy-mode. In fact, your life will be more difficult, perhaps even more depressing in certain ways. But, in other ways it will also greatly improve, just as it has in mine.
God bless,
Logos Prevailing.
19 December 2019
Prophecy: President Donald J. Trump Dies in His Third Term
As I have already posted, some months ago, I received a vision from a being calling itself the "Archangel of the feeling of antiquity." This angel showed me a MAGA hat with the Roman numeral for "III" in its center, then asked me what I thought that meant. In my dream I audibly stated that the III represented three terms. This is important because I did not have any other understanding outside of DJT's III terms. Now I do.
After reading the so called "Apocrypha," which is called a "non-canonical" book of the Bible - as if men get to decide what is inspired by God, and what is not - I have researched the prophecy of the eagle which was witnessed by Esdras. I have done further supplemental research from this website, which is prophecy discussion from a man by the name Thomas S. Gibson.
In that prophecy, twelve presidents are foretold starting with Hoover, the second of which would serve longer than all others (FDR with his 4 terms). Those twelve were completed with Bill Clinton.
Then, eight presidents will rise and only two of which shall serve out their full terms. Those two being Bush Jr., and Obama. The remaining six will be cut short. In this sense it is not literal time served, but rather their terms that are meant to be served not being completed.
The interpretation given to Esdras in 2 Esdras 12:21:
"And two of them shall perish, the middle time approaching: four shall be kept until their end begin to approach: but two shall be kept unto the end."
After reading the so called "Apocrypha," which is called a "non-canonical" book of the Bible - as if men get to decide what is inspired by God, and what is not - I have researched the prophecy of the eagle which was witnessed by Esdras. I have done further supplemental research from this website, which is prophecy discussion from a man by the name Thomas S. Gibson.
In that prophecy, twelve presidents are foretold starting with Hoover, the second of which would serve longer than all others (FDR with his 4 terms). Those twelve were completed with Bill Clinton.
Then, eight presidents will rise and only two of which shall serve out their full terms. Those two being Bush Jr., and Obama. The remaining six will be cut short. In this sense it is not literal time served, but rather their terms that are meant to be served not being completed.
The interpretation given to Esdras in 2 Esdras 12:21:
"And two of them shall perish, the middle time approaching: four shall be kept until their end begin to approach: but two shall be kept unto the end."
This means: Two will die in office close to the middle of their term (Trump & another future president). Four will be kept in office until very close to the end of their term (four future presidents). Two will complete their terms (Bush Jr. & Obama).
Prepare yourselves accordingly, ye slaves of God-in-Christ.
Logos Prevailing.
16 December 2019
A Spiritual Guide for Murdoch Murdoch
Don't get all in a huff at the notion that I find pro-European nazi-larpers to be quite agreeable company. I find them to be hilarious, and very truthful in some regards. And no, I am not a naz-larper myself. Hitler drove a nail into the German people's proverbial coffin. And, as Owen Benjamin said, "Hitler should have homesteaded." However, I would love to sit down with the Murdochs and discuss faith, or any other less important topics regarding these latter times of the earth realm.
I popped in to Murdoch Murdoch's fan-run website to see how my favorite lovable nazi-larpers were doing. It turns out by their latest AMA they're doing well, and have experienced some changes in their views as of late. These changes are important because it reflects the collective change in views that the People in the united states at large, are going through.
Dr. Murdoch is making great gains in the battle of reality - that being of spiritual warfare - by his delving into the New Testament; Murdoch continues his research into paganism, and other fruitless religions and false-gods; and Murdoch Chan is continuing to be a based house wife. God bless all three of them.
This change that I mentioned is the Prevailing of Logos. Young men and women all over the greater u.s. are realizing that the current political system, even with what was supposed to be a god emperor working for them, is simply not working. It is clearly evident that no matter who or what you vote for, that vote is meaningless. The government of the united states has NOT been working for the People for well over a hundred years. Donald Trump, with his undying support for foreigners and Israel, is no different.
Israel. The modern farce of a bygone nation of antiquity. One that so-called "Christians" will give up their own children's inheritance of faith, tradition, nation, and material object to support. Israel, a nation that by that very faith which these fake-christians claim to follow, is no longer existent.
Herein lies the difficulty facing the MM trio: they are still larping as nazis, and not embracing the Christ who is the most anti-Jewish person to have ever existed (Yes, I know he was ethnically Arab/Jew). Now, I understand where MM are coming from, and I am also pro-European and pro-Norse (the term "white" is a construct of Jewry). I also see how MM could take WWII Germany as something to strive for - and in some ways it is something worth striving for. But, Dr. Murdoch, despite now being in Mark, still tiptoes around the idea of publicly calling out the Jews called the Synagogue of Satan in Revelation 2:9.
Nobody calls out the Jews more than Christians. For Christianity is the fulfillment of Judaism, meaning that modern Jews are really not Jews at all. With the Christ, to be a Jew is to be a Christian.
Dr. Murdoch goes on to say that he was dropping "liberty pills" on people. The USS Liberty was the intelligence gathering ship that the Jewish ethno-state called Israel blew out of the water in WWII. What most likely happened was the Liberty intercepted some secret transmission of Israel's, probably related to the u.s. government, pedophilia, or some other sinful thing, and Israel subsequently attacked our ship.
Informing people of the USS Liberty is all well and good, but forget the stupid Jewish pills! Tell them the whole truth! Those fake, satanist Israeli Jews murdered our American Sailors, and they used rockets that flew just above the water line (meaning they couldn't be detected) to do it! Israel is NOT the ally of the American People, but the ally of Lucifer, our satanist u.s. government, and all other fallen ones and unclean spirits.
If MM would just realize that Christianity is the ultimate tool to defeat the Jews and all other anti-Christs, they would find themselves reaching whole new levels of success and happiness. If MM really dives into the Bible, and especially the books which were removed by Talmudic Rabbis and subsequently called the "Apocrypha," they would fully understand the stakes that us European descended peoples are facing, and that to survive we must embrace God-in-Christ.
For posterity, I am not a "racist" especially being that there is only one race of men created by God, all people on the earth being descended from Adam the first father, and Eve the first mother. However, the different ethnicities of the world have no business intermingling to the extent that they have today. If you look at voting patterns in the u.s.: Africans (blacks) always vote for Africans, Hispanics always vote for Hispanics, and Asians always vote for Asians. Europeans (whites) are the only group of people that do not have this in-group preference to such a strong extent, and that failure to prefer their own will be their undoing.
My fellow European and Norse descended men and women, if you keep convincing yourself of this multi-culti, multi-ethnic lie, you WILL regret it. If you look to history, like with the Native Americans and even ancient Israel, multi-ethnic diversity is ALWAYS the destruction of the people being invaded.
Update: At the hour mark, the trio gets into a debate of religion. Dr. Murdoch is arguing in favor of Christianity, and is on the cusp of realizing the truth of reality. Let us hope that Dr. Murdoch can lead Murdoch and Murdoch Chan to the Truth, and that the three of them can find God-in-Christ. However, all three have a long way yet to go.
I popped in to Murdoch Murdoch's fan-run website to see how my favorite lovable nazi-larpers were doing. It turns out by their latest AMA they're doing well, and have experienced some changes in their views as of late. These changes are important because it reflects the collective change in views that the People in the united states at large, are going through.
Dr. Murdoch is making great gains in the battle of reality - that being of spiritual warfare - by his delving into the New Testament; Murdoch continues his research into paganism, and other fruitless religions and false-gods; and Murdoch Chan is continuing to be a based house wife. God bless all three of them.
This change that I mentioned is the Prevailing of Logos. Young men and women all over the greater u.s. are realizing that the current political system, even with what was supposed to be a god emperor working for them, is simply not working. It is clearly evident that no matter who or what you vote for, that vote is meaningless. The government of the united states has NOT been working for the People for well over a hundred years. Donald Trump, with his undying support for foreigners and Israel, is no different.
Israel. The modern farce of a bygone nation of antiquity. One that so-called "Christians" will give up their own children's inheritance of faith, tradition, nation, and material object to support. Israel, a nation that by that very faith which these fake-christians claim to follow, is no longer existent.
Herein lies the difficulty facing the MM trio: they are still larping as nazis, and not embracing the Christ who is the most anti-Jewish person to have ever existed (Yes, I know he was ethnically Arab/Jew). Now, I understand where MM are coming from, and I am also pro-European and pro-Norse (the term "white" is a construct of Jewry). I also see how MM could take WWII Germany as something to strive for - and in some ways it is something worth striving for. But, Dr. Murdoch, despite now being in Mark, still tiptoes around the idea of publicly calling out the Jews called the Synagogue of Satan in Revelation 2:9.
Nobody calls out the Jews more than Christians. For Christianity is the fulfillment of Judaism, meaning that modern Jews are really not Jews at all. With the Christ, to be a Jew is to be a Christian.
Dr. Murdoch goes on to say that he was dropping "liberty pills" on people. The USS Liberty was the intelligence gathering ship that the Jewish ethno-state called Israel blew out of the water in WWII. What most likely happened was the Liberty intercepted some secret transmission of Israel's, probably related to the u.s. government, pedophilia, or some other sinful thing, and Israel subsequently attacked our ship.
Informing people of the USS Liberty is all well and good, but forget the stupid Jewish pills! Tell them the whole truth! Those fake, satanist Israeli Jews murdered our American Sailors, and they used rockets that flew just above the water line (meaning they couldn't be detected) to do it! Israel is NOT the ally of the American People, but the ally of Lucifer, our satanist u.s. government, and all other fallen ones and unclean spirits.
If MM would just realize that Christianity is the ultimate tool to defeat the Jews and all other anti-Christs, they would find themselves reaching whole new levels of success and happiness. If MM really dives into the Bible, and especially the books which were removed by Talmudic Rabbis and subsequently called the "Apocrypha," they would fully understand the stakes that us European descended peoples are facing, and that to survive we must embrace God-in-Christ.
For posterity, I am not a "racist" especially being that there is only one race of men created by God, all people on the earth being descended from Adam the first father, and Eve the first mother. However, the different ethnicities of the world have no business intermingling to the extent that they have today. If you look at voting patterns in the u.s.: Africans (blacks) always vote for Africans, Hispanics always vote for Hispanics, and Asians always vote for Asians. Europeans (whites) are the only group of people that do not have this in-group preference to such a strong extent, and that failure to prefer their own will be their undoing.
My fellow European and Norse descended men and women, if you keep convincing yourself of this multi-culti, multi-ethnic lie, you WILL regret it. If you look to history, like with the Native Americans and even ancient Israel, multi-ethnic diversity is ALWAYS the destruction of the people being invaded.
Update: At the hour mark, the trio gets into a debate of religion. Dr. Murdoch is arguing in favor of Christianity, and is on the cusp of realizing the truth of reality. Let us hope that Dr. Murdoch can lead Murdoch and Murdoch Chan to the Truth, and that the three of them can find God-in-Christ. However, all three have a long way yet to go.
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