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before! As the armies of the world mobilize their forces, so is the Mighty Elohim mobilizing

his forces of nature: Yeah, we have witnessed the magnitude of each natural disaster prior

to this military build up in the East. Even as I write these words, the earth is trembling

within the depths of her bowels! The angelic trumpets are sounding! and the pen that

records history, is dipped in an ink well filled with the blood of men women and children.

And the last angel is at this very moment declaring the final warning from the most highest

realm.

Yeah! In all four- corners of the earth, his voice shall and is being heard. There shall not

be a stone uncovered where the Lord will not look for his. From the remotest village to the

greatest concrete city, the call is going forth, come out of her my people! And how shall we

come out, except in the spirit? How shall we hear, except in the spirit? And how shall we

be saved, if we do not give heed to the warning?

Now do see the streets run red with blood and the cities demolished from artillery fire. Do

hear the mothers moan for their sons, and the wives lament over their husbands. There is

much to consider at this hour of history. Choose wisely the cup you drink from. Cause the

sight of him is too terrible to bare! Truly I tell you, the very mountains themselves will

shake and crumble at the sight of his appearance! The four horsemen of Revelations 6

are riding at the same time. The Conqueror on the white horse is taking many prisoners

through deception and lies: As the swordsman on the red horse wields his sword of

confusion and war, famine and pestilence exact a bountiful toll. In his wake are the scales

of judgement, as the black horse rider deals his deadly karmic blow. Yeah: and death

follows on a pale horse, with the gates of hell swung open wide! Today again the

watchman went and sat by the sea, seeking for peace and inner harmony. The voice did

not speak and the waves did not roar. The distant horizon seemed even farther away,

as he listened for the message that he must write today. Then the quiet voice spoke.

Watchman, when you look at the living waters, what do you see? So the watchman took a