GOD say, "YOU ARE CATTLE, without water, you lack WISDOM, You Divorce Me, I throw you AWAY"

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TWO-TIERED FAKE WORLD, ALL GOV WORKERS WORLD WIDE = FOREIGN CITIZENS, SATAN'S PRISONERS, 

PRISONERS to their TORTURING DEMON JAILERS


PRESENTING FAKE WORLD RUN BY REAL LIFE CRIMINALS, SATAN'S BITCHES
https://youtu.be/1efOs0BsE0g

What does WWG1WGA really mean?

ANSWER:
It MEANS that ALL OF US GOES WHERE the LEAST OF US GOES, which MEANS, SECOND DEATH in the LAKE of FIRE and BRIMSTONE for EVERYONE.

Qanon say:
"BE CAREFUL WHO YOU FOLLOW!"
(Qanon has to tell you that you should question him, and after using discernment, you shall know, "HE LEADETH YOU ASTRAY!"



The House of David say (formerly known as, "The Son of Man", formerly "Sun Tzu"):
"THEY TOLD U 2 B CAREFUL, THEY HAVE 2 TELL YOU!
COSMIC LAW OF THE UNIVERSE,
= COSMIC LAW of FREE WILL:
= THEY HAVE TO TELL YOU WHAT THEY ARE GOING TO DO TO YOU!!!" (Qanon = serves SATAN)


The House of David say (formerly known as, "The Son of Man", formerly "Sun Tzu"):
BE CAREFUL WHO YOU FOLLOW!!!



The House of David say (formerly known as, "The Son of Man", formerly "Sun Tzu"):
WWG1WGA = MISERY LOVES COMPANY = EVERYONE BURNS = NO REINCARNATION = NEVER-EVER!!!


PAST INCOMING MESSAGES FROM GOD:
Urgent Message From GOD, CALAMITY INCOMING, prepare for THE EXODUS,  Mother City, New Jerusalem NEARS:
(GOD forewarned you, TORNADOS, FLOODING, are back AGAIN, because you DID NOT LISTEN TO GOD!
http://nesaranews.blogspot.com/2019/06/saturday-june-23-2019-urgent-message.html
Urgent Corrections from GOD.  (Corrections issued to The House of David, correcting MY INCORRECT STATEMENTS
http://nesaranews.blogspot.com/2019/06/urgent-corrections-i-am-once-again.html
God Pours Out All The Secret Knowledge Upon You:
http://nesaranews.blogspot.com/2019/06/god-pours-out-all-secret-knowledge-upon.html
FLAME of GOD was FOREWARNED:  Philly Refinery Explosion, announced by God day before:
http://nesaranews.blogspot.com/2019/06/flame-of-god-was-forewarned-by-god.html
GOD is the CENTER of "THE MAZE," ("Maze" from TV show, "West World")
http://nesaranews.blogspot.com/2019/06/the-maze-posted-by-one-who-god-jehova.html
I am not THE Messiah, I am "the noose," for "THE ONE" to come, I am not worthy to tie his sandals.
http://nesaranews.blogspot.com/2019/06/today-i-say-unto-you-i-am-noose-that.html

FAKE GOVERNMENTS POSTS
TWO TIERED FAKE WORLD created by THE MAD HATTER (SATAN):
FRAUD of FEDERAL IRS TAX CODE  - never pay taxes again, get last 3 years refund
The Document That Restores YOUR POWER, never hand your I.D. to a FAKE COP AGAIN
Duplicate copy here, since GOOGLE is TREASON:
WHAT WOULD THE MESSIAH DO?  -  TIME TO FLIP OVER TABLES & WHIP 'EM GOOD!
GOD sends TORNADOS (6) to the DISTRICT of CRIMINALS at Messiah's Request
Proof of Enslavement DOCS, n' ROOT CAUSE of SUFFERING = ENSLAVEMENT ++
Message to God's Servant's, "PICK UP YER STICKS, TEAR DOWN THE CROWN OF PRIDE!"
The West World Music was just removed as GOD told me the logo brings GREAT DISHONOR, SHAME.
so back to "THE GAEL," hit theme song from "Last of the Mohicans," which is a much better fit for GOD, for GOD is the "MIGHTIEST WIND," THE WHIRLWIND ON THE THRESHING FLOOR, THE SMOKE POURING OUT THE CHIMNEY WINDOW, THAT IS THE REWARD FOR THE WICKED, AND THAT IS HOW "THEY" SHALL GO.
https://youtu.be/EvYuNfCLRio
All Ye Prostitutes of BABYLON the GREAT,
YE HAVE SOLD yer selves for SILVER just as JUDAS Iscariot did sell himself,
PACK YER SUNSCREEN, cuz it's a gonna be HOT HOT HOT!
Maybe if yer lucky GOD will just THROW you in THE PIT for a thousand years!
Who'd ever think that TROLLING fake Donald Lump (o' nasty) and fake Qanon
COULD BE SO MUCH FUN!
#FAKE POLITICAL PARTIES = ALL
#FAKE DEMOCRATS
#FAKE REPUBLICANS
#FAKE INDEPENDENTS
@FAKE FOREIGN GOVERNMENT NEAR YOU (every nation on earth)
@ALL ELECTIONS on EARTH are FAKE
@ALL WARS on EARTH are FAKE
#GOVERNMENTS ONLY KILL GOOD PEOPLE OF FAITH
#GOV workers = Foreign Citizens by ALLEGIANCE to FOREIGN GOVERNMENT!

TELL "THEM" "GET back INSIDE yer BOX!" (capital of yer nation is "their" foreign country)!
BY SECRET CONTRACT,
HIRING A FOREIGN CORPORATION,
GIVING THEM YOUR NATION'S CAPITAL,
SILLY TRAITORS, FAKE BADGES ARE FOR IDIOTS!

Thursday, June 7, 2018

RB, Mountain Mission, and The Marines

 
By Anna Von Reitz

RB, Mountain Mission, and The Marines
I had a friend in High School who was a real cut-up.  He signed me up for the Marine Corps and I signed him up for the Miss America Pageant.
Imagine the confusion and consternation of the Marine MP’s who showed up on our doorstep looking for an AWOL recruit named Ambrose Martin Riezinger?  
Imagine my Father’s consternation dealing with these two, who were convinced that there had to be a strapping six foot two recruit hiding somewhere behind my diminutive fa├žade.  Afterall, Ambrose showed up for the physical and intake interviews and he had excellent scores….
I sat hunched up in a chair like a molting bird through the whole fiasco.  That was my introduction to the Marine Corps.  I remember watching those two Marines unconsciously falling into marching cadence as they swung down our long driveway to their car and saying to my Father, “Those guys are real boneheads.”
“Yes,” he replied, also watching their departure, but there was something wistful in his eyes. “They are real boneheads. That’s part of what makes them who they are.”
I didn’t know then that I would fall in love with a Marine and that I would lose him in Vietnam.  I could not imagine that the Marines would win a special place in my heart and there would always be a bond of sympathy between the Boneheads and me.  Takes one to tell one, I guess.
Many of my Marine brothers have passed on.  The whole cadre I knew from Vietnam is gone, except for one lonely Winnebago, who lives so far out in the woods that God can’t find him for most of the week. 
And now, another Brother has passed on: RB Young, a Marine, a preacher, a teacher, a friend, a researcher, a patriot, a dog-lover, a world-class diver, surfer, and snow boarder….the list could go on and on, but it could never explain all that “RB” was or how he touched so many lives, including yours.
The work he did as an independent researcher will change your life and the lives of millions of Americans for many years to come--- and except for this brief remembrance, you would never have cause to know that he ever existed, that he ever swooped like an eagle down the near-vertical face of a mountain, that he ever breathed the air of Big Sur and the Big Sky of Montana.
He’s gone, like the wind and a ripple.
Peacefully, in his sleep, with his dogs at his feet. 
He lived a good life, a full life, but he was always ready to go at a moment’s notice.  When God called him home, you can bet his affairs were all tidy and his kit bag was packed tight.  His Testament was written on the fly-leaf of his well-thumbed Bible and it was less than a paragraph, telling us what to do now.  
RB never had kids of his own, but he adopted all the lost and lonely, all the troubled and confused cast-offs of all kinds and colors and ages that he found along the way.  They became his children, quietly, the way grass grows, the way a Good Man finds his way into your heart.  They are mourning today for what they had and what they lost, but they are also thanking God. 
I know that I am feeling the same way.  I woke up this morning with tears on my face.  I was crying in my sleep over losing RB, but ironically enough, I know he is happy.  I know he was ready.  I know he is laughing at us and saying, “No, Dude, this is great…..just put the coffee urn over there on that table….”
We will all miss him, those lucky enough to have known him, and we will all feel lessened by grief, because a bit of our own heart that was grateful and lucky and brave has gone on down the road with RB, crossed over the bridge where all his dogs are waiting for him, and where there’s always a deep-powder ski slope ready to ride and a gentle blue ocean to dive in.
I had hoped to get him up to Alaska this summer for a little vacation time.  He worked so hard all last winter, ferreting out the information that The Living Law Firm needed, getting his part all ready to go. In vain, I told him to get some rest.  In vain, I told him to slow down. 
He had a mission and he knew what it was better than I did.  I was a bit taken back when, over Memorial Day Weekend, he announced that it was done.  Completed.  He’d found what he was looking for and he’d shared it with the world.  His part, as he said, was finished.  He could finally kick back – and he did. Just not quite in the way the rest of us were hoping for and expecting.
Good-bye, RB.  Flights of angels sing thee to thy rest.  May the Good Lord be your companion and His Love sustain you.  May the ties that bind us, bind us still.  Thank you, dear brother and friend.  


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