Friday, May 8, 2020

"We have heard for him saying that Jesus of Nazareth this will destroy the place this and will change the customs that delivered to us Moses." -- Acts 6:14 ---- "which things are allegorized; these for are two covenants; one indeed from Mount Sinai, unto slavery begetting, which is Hagar. And Hagar Sinai Mount is, in Arabia; she corresponds now to the present Jerusalem, she is in slavery for with the children of her. But the above Jerusalem free is, who is Mother of us. -- Galatians 2:24-26

"A system of "fake governments (contractors)" hired by "secret contracts" but are "foreign-owned, for-profit corporations, pretending to be public, but are NOT, and are LYING," and they are full of shame and fear for their crimes to become known, thus they continue the path of Satan, to exterminate "the SEED of ADAM," the FLOCK of GOD."  

BEZAI of the House of David say:
"Let it be known, that as I draw and cast this stone, I desire peace, I forgive you for your sins, turn to GOD and receive "IMMUNITY from PROSECUTION," I will build a new world with you, that is my offer of my COVENANT with you.  DECLARE your COVENANT, walk with me, and I will serve you as priest for GOD.  I ask for immediate de-escalation protocols, cease gains made by violence, cease un-just gains, prepare for peace, and a GOLDEN AGE that will NEVER END, the KINGDOM of GOD has come:

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Wednesday, May 6, 2020

"Watch therefore not you know for when the master of the house comes, or at evening, or at midnight, or when the rooster crows, or morning," -- Mark 13:35 ---- "If in the tongues of men I speak, and of angels love, however not have I become a brass sounding or a cymbal clanging." -- 1 Corinthians 13:1

BEZAI of the House of David say:
"Meet BOAZ, an ISRAELITE and ancestor of King David, moreover he builds fortified cities, castles and towers for GOD, he has returned again to earth, he fights in GOD's army, his name is JON RAPPOPORT, his website is:

His humorous letter below is so sensitive that "fake government" foreign enemy invaders somehow prevented my nice new computer from being able to access this one single document, literally I read it once, and then it vanished, Jon Rappoport's website crashed, and days later it was necessary to retrieve a copy from another computer, my computer is banned by the evil Queen, the Fake Pope, and the Fake National Security Agency from reading this document, I wish I was joking, but I'm not, so without further ado:

A message about suicide to the pod people wearing masks

by Jon Rappoport:

April 28, 2020


In my city, there are two tales of food. 

One is East Germany, before the Wall went down. By which I mean, Trader Joe’s and Whole Foods. There the NATURAL Health people, drab loons in a mental inversion layer, stand in line outside the stores on yellow tape. Six feet apart, they wear masks and gloves. They are silent. When they finally enter to shop, they’re presented with carts which have been sprayed with disinfectant. Inside the Whole Foods, aisles are marked with one-way traffic signs. But we’re all in this together.

A few miles away sits a typical supermarket. Big parking lot, 20 aisles inside, thousands of items, a tiny fraction of which are organic. No lines outside, no yellow tape, no carts covered with glistening disinfectant. Half the check-out people wear masks, the other half don’t. Maybe a quarter of the customers wear masks. People actually talk to each other. Contrasted against Whole Foods and TJ’s, this place feels like Paris in the 1920s. Here, life, such as it is, flourishes. Over in East Germany, it’s dead. It may be organic and non-GMO there, but it’s a decaying psychological fungus.

OK, let’s dive in.

Desperate times call for surreal measures.

In today’s episode of damn the torpedoes, apocalyptic fakery, and I’ll take the Fauci special on rye with extra ham and cheesy case numbers…

—The pod people think rebels against the system are dangerous.

That’s what robots always think. They’re hooked up to the system. They suck energy from it. They give everything they have to it. For them, this is life.

The people who have been planning this takeover operation for a long time knew they had to bring populations to the point at which MINDS would no longer function. Minds would become containers for propaganda.

The owners of those reshaped minds would be able to realize one thing: their survival depended entirely on AUTHORITY.

We were NEVER all in this together. The pod people were and are in this together. The robots are together. They’re the army under the control of the operators.

Dear Pod People:

You’re sincere. We get it. You can stop now. You’ve already won a gold star on the blackboard from the teacher.

I won’t try to make a distinction between the junk science you worship and actual science. You’re too far gone for that.

You’re in a box. You’ve been in that box for a long time. It’s created by the “authorities in charge,” and their super-coiffed high-priced press hookers. The order to go on lockdown was just another piece beamed into that box, and you stood at attention. Yes sir.

Even some of you anti-vaxxers are in the box. What did you think you were saying about viruses with your stance on vaccines? Let me translate. You were saying, “We can deal with viruses, we don’t need your toxic vaccines to gain immunity.” But now, all of a sudden, with this fake ghost virus, you fold up like puppets. You ask your masters to pull on the strings so you can put on your masks. All along, you’ve had a piece of mind control stuck in your domes you didn’t know about. I mean, really.

To all you pod people: you needed a new religion at this late date?
I’m sure some of you were actively against the Iraq war under Bush 2. You bucked the artificial consensus. But now, you salute and enlist. Can you back up just a step and take a peek at yourselves and glimpse how ridiculous you look, in lock-step, masks on, gloves on, trudging 27 feet apart down the middle of some deserted Main Street?

I’ll even bet there are long-time JFK assassination researchers in masks. For decades, they’ve combed through one false trail after another, traveled through halls of mirrors, finally arriving at the door of the CIA…but now, after three sentences from that petty bureaucrat Fauci, they’re in the cult. Bingo, bango, bongo.

“Going pod” is quite a phenomenon. Yesterday, the person was living a regular life. Then, all of a sudden, with no apparent thought involved, the robot-ness grips him. “Yes,” his wife says. “He seems to be the same person, but he isn’t. I don’t care what anyone says. For God’s sake, I’ve been sleeping in the same bed with the man for twenty years. I should know. This is someone else.”

Her oh so reasonable therapist—played by Leonard Nimoy in the 1978 version of Invasion of the Body Snatchers—tells her: “I understand. Look, people are under stress these days. Social changes are dislocating our sense of Place. Your perception about your husband is actually a symptom of a wider unrest. I’m not asking you to change your process. Just be with this odd new sensation you have. I guarantee it’ll fade. You’ll see him as he was again.”
“No. I won’t. My husband is somebody else. He’s a…replacement.”

An old grizzled cigar-smoking tobacco-spitting two-gun rancher isn‘t out on the range anymore herding cattle and swigging whiskey. He’s sitting in a barn, mask and gloves on, next to a placid cow. He’s waving a wand at her. “Hmm, Bessie’s temperature seems to be elevated a tenth of a degree. Maybe she has the COVID. I better call the public health people. They should come out and disinfect the whole ranch. We’ll shut down for a month and stay indoors and play with the Lego Harry Potter set…”

A wan thirty-year-old with a degree in biology from Harvard shows up in a New York 7-Eleven wearing five translucent plastic shower curtains. He clomps down aisles and tosses items into a briefcase containing chlorinated wood chips and dried dog turds. He’s concluded that his whippet, Phillip, was infected, then recovered, and is therefore immune. The whippet antibodies may be protective.

“Today, on deserted Jones Beach, a lone lifeguard ventured out into rough waters to save an unresponsive swimmer. Unfortunately, the lifeguard, wearing a hazmat suit, sank below the waves. A roving team of Long Island public health police rescued and revived him. The swimmer turned out to be a blow-up doll equipped with a homemade ‘virus sensor.’ It was being operated remotely from a beachfront cottage by a PhD biologist, who was carrying out locally funded research for a group of worried New Yorkers. They were trying to determine whether it was safe to sneak out of the city and take up residence in their summer homes on the Island shores…”

Hail to the pod.

You belong to the system. You take your energy from it. You give everything you have to it.

Let’s follow the wan fellow back home from the 7-Eleven. He trips and stumbles into his apartment, picks up a bottle on a table and sprays his shower curtains with triple-strength Roundup. He lies down on the carpet and rolls around. Then he sits up, strips away the curtains, and looks into the living room. His wife, wearing a leopard-skin bikini, is transfixed before an altar topped with a doll-figure of Tony Fauci. She’s silently weeping. Is it the impending divorce? Is it straight-out worship? Tune in next week, when Fauci tries to hold a poker party with 16 of his closest friends on a yacht beyond the three-mile limit, and a special ops team boards the vessel and carts him off to the presidential suite at Walter Reed Hospital, where mind control specialists try to reinstall his basic program. Can they find three active brain cells to rub together? And where is Phillip the whippet? He’s gone missing in a junkyard in Union City. He’s hanging with rebel dogs. Phillip finally removes his mask and we see, for the first time, that…he’s the animated rabbit from Episode One, who made a fortune selling Chinese ventilators…

“Say, Bob, we can’t write this stuff for the show. They’ll never let it get past the networks censors.”

“Bill, lost your marbles? Don’t you remember? There is no show. The season was cancelled by the lockdown. We’re doing this for a little independent video platform.”

“Right. Forgot. I’ve been drinking heavily. Let’s work a different twist with Fauci. Transform him into a guy who’s a victim of the lockdown. You know, a Trading Places deal. He’s now living in one room in the back of a store that’s closed for business. He’s broke. He’s already spent his government check. He’s trying to borrow money for food. He’s lost his glasses and sold one of his shoes.”

“Yeah. Then he comes back, episode by episode, a rags to riches story line. He makes a desperate and successful contact with the governor of Illinois and shows him how to dig his state out of a budget deficit of three hundred billon—with federal coronavirus dollars.”

By this time, both writers are so drunk they can’t maintain their fragile hold on plot. They just sit in their chairs and stare out the window.
A voice speaks from Bob’s pocket.

“Bob, this is your cell. You left your house this morning. We’ve traced your movements to a colleague’s house. Lockdown code violation. You could be a spreader. Do not exit the premises. A team will arrive shortly to take a swab for rapid qPCR. You will shelter in place until the results are reported. Wash your hands. Don’t touch your face. Make a pot of coffee. Your blood alcohol level is point twelve.”

Bob dozes off. He dreams he’s sitting in a large office high above a city. Looking down through the window, he can see lines of people wearing masks. They move slowly along a boulevard toward a papier mache sun at the horizon. Next to him, on a small table, is a simple black box. Embedded in top of the box is a bulbous red button.

Tony Fauci is standing before him.

“You know what happens if you press the button?” Tony says. “The beaming shuts off.”

“The what?” Bob says.

“From the satellites,” Tony says. “The message.”

“What message?”
“’The virus, the virus, the virus.’ That’s what we’re beaming. As you can see, it’s very effective.”

“You’re selling a virus?”

“No, you idiot. We’re selling a story about a virus. That’s all it is. That’s all it ever was. You’re either inside or outside the story. Go ahead. Press the button.”

“What happens if I do?”

“That’s the question, isn’t it? At this point, people are talking story to themselves. We provided the stimulus. I don’t think we need the beaming anymore. Go ahead.”

Bob presses the button.

He wakes up. Three men are standing over him. One is pointing a fever wand.
“Ninety-nine point two,” he says. “Look, sir, this is a first offense. We’re going to leave you here. No test, no foul. Don’t leave the house for eight days. Understand?”

Bob nods. He looks over at Bill, who’s fast asleep in his chair.
“Eight days. I stay in this house.”

“That’s right, sir. And don’t press the red button.”

Bob jerks upright in his chair.

“How do you know about that?” he says.

The man frowns. “It’s a phrase going around. Just something people say. It means don’t panic.”

“What else are they saying?”

“We hear all kinds of things. Love your mask. Green stripe.”

“What does that mean?”

“There’s a rumor you’ll be seeing stripes on your cell phone pretty soon. Red stripe means stay at home. You won’t be able to get into office buildings. Green stripe means you’re immune. You can go anywhere, within limits, of course.”

“How do I get a green stripe?”

“Who knows? It’s just a rumor. The CDC has codes. We haven’t seen them yet.”

“I just had a dream about Tony Fauci.”

“Yeah. We hear that all the time. Lots of people are dreaming about Fauci. He could probably run for president, if he wanted to.”

“He told me to press the red button and I did.”

“What happened?”

“I woke up.”

“Well there you go.”

“Go where?”

“Stay in the house.”

The men left.

Bob called his agent.

“Listen, Harry,” he said, “I have an idea for a series, when all this dies down. A Saturday morning cartoon. A little twerp who lives in a land of zombies runs for president. He’s the only candidate. The zombies just have to press a red button and he wins.”

“And how much have you been drinking, Bob?” Harry said.

“Little bit.”

“Call me when you’re sober.”

“Don’t know if it’ll ever happen.”

“Lot of that going around.”

While Bill slept on, Bob spent the rest of the afternoon drinking and wandering aimlessly around the house. At some point, his sense of time fell apart, and he was only conscious of flashes:

He was sitting in a warm bath, wearing an old Army helmet and smoking a cigar. He was General George Patton. Contemplating the problem of defeating a force of pod people.

He was still wearing the helmet, and he was standing naked in the middle of the street at night, and neighbors were coming out of their houses. They were laughing at him.

He was STILL naked at night, standing on the lawn of the local sheriff’s house. Dennis the sheriff, in his bathrobe, holding a pistol, was saying, “You mean I’m the boss of this county, Bob? I can do anything I want to?”

“Right, Dennis. It’s an old law. Something I remember from a history class at Princeton. You can end the lockdown. Hell, you can shoot down the drones.”

“I could make a stand. I could be historic. And it took a naked television writer to wise me up…”

Dawn. Neighbors, close to a hundred of them, tightly packed, are standing on Bill’s lawn. Bill is sleeping in a folding chair. STILL naked, a drink in his hand, Bob is giving a little speech. 
“…That’s what I’m trying to tell you. They sold us a friggin’ story about a virus. That’s all it is. Dennis is ready to unpress the red button. Set us free. We have to back him up. We can’t leave him with egg on his face…”

Bob is sitting in a cafĂ©. It’s open for business. The tables are full. Waitresses are rushing around, serving breakfast. Music is playing. In uniform, Dennis the sheriff walks through the door. Applause.

“You’re all deputized!” he says. “You’ve got nothing to lose but your masks!”
Cheers erupt. Feet stamp the floor.

Bob looks at himself. Now he’s dressed in a suit and tie. He wonders how that happened.

He’s back at Bill’s house watching TV. Bill is nowhere to be seen. On the screen, two local news anchors are smiling and scratching their faces. One sneezes. The other says, “Who cares?”

Bob hears an explosion outside. He runs into the street. There, lying in pieces, is a bird-sized drone. A grinning neighbor is holding a shotgun. “All you have to do is cough and they show up,” he says.

“So it’s a not a bad idea to cough,” Bob says.

“Yeah, if you’re armed.”

Bob looks around. The sun is shining.

“It’s a new day,” he says.

He hears a voice in his head. “…used to work for Google…just hacked into five satellites…changed the message…GO BACK TO WORK. OPEN THE ECONOMY. TAKE YOUR FREEDOM.”

Bob shouts, “We don’t need any messages! Shut the whole thing down! We’re already free!”


Quiet in his head, quiet on the street.

The sun is shining. It’s a new day.

A few miles away, at a local Stasi health food market, a checkout clerk suddenly yanks off his bandana-hairnet, his medical mask, his gloves, spits on his hands, rubs them together, and shouts: I’M OPEN HERE. PAPER OR PLASTIC? STEP RIGHT UP. I’LL TAKE CASH WITH GERMS ON IT. LET’S MOVE. NO FEAR. SCREW FAUCI. SNAP OUT OF IT, PEOPLE.


Then customers make a mad rush for his lane.

People outside the store break their line and come striding inside, grabbing carts.

Running through the parking lot, a creature dressed in black with clinking nose-and-ear rings pulls a can out of her pocket and expertly sprays the store window—OPEN FOR BUSINESS FUCK THE LOCKDOWN.

In the woods at the edge of the lot, a wan 30-year old wearing five translucent shower curtains leans against a tree and vomits. Weeping uncontrollably, he feels a spell and a curse leaving his body. At last.

The sun is shining. It’s a new day.



No, Virginia, it’s not Utopia, but it’s not Hell, either.

BEZAI of the House of David say:
Satan's soldiers are breaking the internet, G.P.S., cell phones and computers which previously worked flawlessly are now laden with bugs, spellchecker's been rolled back to the dark ages, food plants are shutting down, and the FEAR DIAL is turned up to MAXIMUM LEVEL.

My former business partner, retired C.I.A. problem solver, he told me once, "You control a person through sleep deprivation (fear), and food deprivation, the mind is like a computer, under the appropriate outside stresses, the computer (mind) reboots and becomes highly programmable, a mind can be partitioned like a computer hard drive, a person can be turned into whatever type of robot is desired, docile or savage assassin, its all a matter of; sleep and food, combined with programming, you can even make a person who's never owned a gun, go buy one, get up in a bell tower, and start shooting people, all when a particular song is played over the radio, or an audible tone, even a hand signal or a verbal command, and he will never even know he did it once he's done, he will forget the whole thing."

Why are the "fake governments doing these things?

The TRUTH about the FAKE GOVERNMENTS enslaving EVERY NATION on EARTH, its OUT, I repeat, the TRUTH is OUT in the OPEN:

The "Legal Definition" of the word, "PERSON" is absolutely PROOF of THREE COUNTS of GENOCIDE.  Found at LAW.COM:

1)  Unlawful conversion of every; man, woman, and child into a "thing," a piece of paper, "a corporation," owned by a "fake government corporation," a crime called "peonage" (debt slave) that was outlawed long ago.  Every "CITIZEN" is a debt slave to the "debts" of a foreign-owned fake government "service provider corporations, and every "CITIZEN" is "a victim" defrauded into becoming a "FOREIGN AGENT" with respect to their own native country, because the jurisdiction of the "fake government" is only inside "THE CAPITAL" of every nation, an example being "Washington, D.C., aka "The District of Criminals."  COUNT I: GENOCIDE

2)  Poor people cannot get justice when they are genocided because they cannot afford the lawyer to dig through the trillions of statutes to seek "punitive damages."  COUNT II: GENOCIDE

3)  Big corporations capitalize on this, kill as many poor people as you want, profits and massive growth, with projected costs for class action lawsuits are low.  COUNT III: GENOCIDE

Let's decode some music album covers from Jared Ledo's band, "30 SECONDS to MARS," my intention is to show you how deeply sowed the evil is, it is a "HUGE CLUB" and those in it are feeling quite stuck between a rock and a hard place, they took an OATH of DESTRUCTION (anathema), better known as a OATH - CURSE, and despite that GOD has shut up and bound these OATH-CURSES rendering them null and void, the Synagogue of Satan members all have knives out stuck in the back of the member standing next to them.  The only way out of Satan's club is to declare your COVENANT to serve GOD, Christ, and the Flock of GOD, thus even if your life is taken, GOD will bring you back and give you eternal life, immortality, protection for your family, guaranteed.

John 4:13-15

John 4:24-26

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Monday, May 4, 2020

On the therefore next day, having come Agrippa and Bernice with great pomp, and having entered into the audience hall, with both the commanders and men in prominence in the city, and having commanded Festus, was brought in Paul. -- Acts 25:23

BEZAI of the House of David say:
"GOD calls for the overthrow of the "United States" fake government for-profit and foreign-owned corporation.

GOD calls for the overthrow of every fake government enslaving every nation on earth.

Every; man, woman, and child, unlawfully converted into a corporation and a trust in the jurisdiction of the sea, under maritime law, admiralty law.  GENOCIDE!!!

Revelation 17:15

I am "THE LAMB of GOD," I am "THE WORD of GOD," 


And the living shall write their names in the BOOK of LIFE by DECLARING their COVENANT, being born again, a supernatural re-birth from heaven.

John 3:3

The INSTRUCTIONS which I received directly from GOD, so that you may be born again of heaven, the COVENANT is "THE OPENING":


CHRIST, the MESSIAH, returned,
BEZAI of the House of David,
formerly known as "Sun Tzu"
formerly known as "Jeffrey Dougherty"
I am, "THE WORD of GOD," I am "THE LAMB of GOD."

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Friday, May 1, 2020

"So that might be fulfilled that having been spoken by the prophet, saying, I will open in parables the mouth of Me; I will utter things hidden from the foundation of the world." -- Matthew 13 -- Last updated on Saturday May 2, at 1:14 am P.S.T -- Read it again, important updates have taken place, for a third time

BEZAI of the House of David say:
"Read it again, to know again, thoroughly, the intended purpose and reasoning from GOD, the MASTER ARCHITECT, who wove together the ancient Greek and ancient Hebrew scriptures into one single "WORD of GOD," across thousands of years, and thousands of miles distance.

PRAYER - Question:
"JEHOVAH, a public servant inquires of JEHOVAH to know JEHOVAH's standing on the belief that the Koran "Exhaustive Biblical Concordance" "root words" will also be woven by GOD with the Greek Bible and Hebrew Bible to produce one single "WORD of GOD," SO BE IT, AMEN."

And the SPIRIT of GOD moved over me, then came the WORD of GOD, and the TIME on the CLOCK read, "5:34 pm" and GOD wrote the following:

And then the SPIRIT of GOD moved over me, then came the WORD of GOD, then thereupon the TIME on the CLOCK read, "5:42 pm" and GOD wrote, "SEE,"  "A MASTER WORMAN, ARTIST."

NOTE:  I just nearly jumped out of my seat with excitement at GOD's response to the Koran ancient scriptures also having been woven with the Greek and Hebrew to form one single "WORD of GOD."  Until now, just this moment, I had been nervous about how I would help save the souls of Muslims, that fear has left me now.  Every single; man, women, and child on earth, are of the SEED of ABRAHAM, making one people for GOD.

And then the SPIRIT of GOD moved over me, then came the WORD of GOD, then thereupon the TIME on the CLOCK read, "6:17 pm" and GOD wrote the following:

And then the SPIRIT of GOD moved over me, then came the WORD of GOD, then thereupon the TIME on the CLOCK read, "6:18 pm" and GOD wrote the following:

And then the SPIRIT of GOD moved over me, then came the WORD of GOD, then thereupon the TIME on the CLOCK read, "6:21 pm" and GOD wrote the following:

"AGNUS DEI" -- Samuel Barber

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Wednesday, April 29, 2020


BEZAI of the House of David say:
"Know in your hearts that kings and queens and generals have been sending encrypted messages since the days of scratching symbols on rock and clay.  The elite are using the Bible to encode hidden satanic messages in every day images and news reports.  The "Exhaustive Biblical Concordance" is the numbered lists of alphabetized root words from the Greek and Hebrew Bibles, producing two numbered lists of root words, one for the Greek, one for the Hebrew.  The elite are using these numbered lists as a "CYPHER" to use the "WORD of GOD" to mock GOD and to cast bewitchments and curses against us.  Black magic is very real, and every "fake government operative" and "fake media operative" and "fake church" operative are complicit in the transmission of these satanic messages.

2 diamonds large green (open), 2 = "FATHER"
3 musical notes, 3 = "SATAN" (Abaddon, the angelic name of the king of the abyss) - why New York and Paradise, Ca were satanically sacrificed on 9/11

4 diamonds medium sized, yellow (opaque), 4 = "FRUIT"
8 diamonds of various size, yellow, 8 = "DESTRUCTION"
"O" with legs, O = 15th letter, 15 = "DESIRE"
"O" standing in one diamond shape, 1 = "FATHER"

"SATAN is FATHER is FRUIT, of DESIRE for the DESTRUCTION of the FATHER (Christ = Yah)"

Furthermore.  You will know that FAKE TRUMP and the "fake governments" enslaving every nation on earth, are destroying the middle class, by paying employees more in "un-employment" than they make in regular wages so they won't return to work, this is the intentional destruction of AMERICA, and the same for the rest of the world.  The global crime syndicate has lost control of the slaves, rebellion is in process.

The global crime syndicate of "fake governments" are using "COVID-19 TESTING" to murder INNOCENTS.

Qanon told you all to remain anonymous, so that the fake governments could "TEST" you for the "FAKE PANDEMIC" then call you up and tell you to come to the hospital, where they give you a lethal injection.

Not even a fool should trust these butchers.  I would not set foot in a hospital if I was dying.


CHRIST, the MESSIAH, returned, I am "THE WORD of GOD,"
BEZAI of the House of David,
formerly known as "Sun Tzu"
formerly known as "Jeffrey Dougherty"

Buy long lasting grains; rice, beans (various kinds), split peas, barley, wheat, corn.  The global crime syndicate of fake governments is going to try to starve everyone.

That is what FAKE TRUMP represents, that is what FAKE QANON represents, collectively, the intentional psychological warfare operation against the innocent slaves, because the TRUTH is out of the bag, and the "fake governments" are choosing the way of SATAN to exterminate the awakened peoples.

Tuesday, April 28, 2020

FORECASTING TORNADOES, for the WICKEDNESS of the FAKE GOVERNMENTS and the FAKE CHURCHES, and for THE DISTRICT of CRIMINALS, Washington D.C., for their GENOCIDE, for their MURDER, for their PURE EVIL, let the BLOOD of the SAINTS from ABEL to ZECHARIAH be charged to them.

BEZAI of the House of David say:
"You are about to listen to the Satanic global crime syndicate of 'fake governments,' openly admit they have no other choice than to lock society down, and start "night raids" where they grab people who are awake, to kill the virus, those who know CHRIST is returned, and that the world is enslaved under fake government rule (for-profit corporations, pretending to be public), hired by secret contracts, without the knowledge of the people (fraud, treason), who've converted every; man, woman, and child into two pieces of paper; a corporation, and a trust (a CITIZEN).

"If this mission fails it was all for nothing, all we've done, all for nothing, all this time.

"What are you doing?

"Taking one last look, sir, at my friends"

..... "SAD!"

Watch the short version one more time: (36 seconds)

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Sunday, April 26, 2020

"And behold, publicly He speaks, and nothing to Him they say not ever. Truly have recognized the rulers that this is the Christ?" -- John 7:26

BEZAI of the House of David say:
"If you visit the site where I post:

You will notice that the site is under attack by GOOGLE owned BLOGGER and the FAKE GOVERNMENTS.  You have to hit the "HOME PAGE" button, otherwise you will not see my articles, only old articles will be shown from before I ever came as a guest to post on this site.

BLOGGER has removed my ability to post a header at the top of the page.

We may need to relocate.  In the event this is necessary, we have another URL:  
www.TheSonOfMan.Net  (please excuse the appearance, short on time)

As always, I give you full permission to copy and transmit "THE WORD of GOD" which GOD transmits to me.  My soul desire is to liberate earth, GOD tells me to preach forgiveness of sins, I am an INFANT, now just one year old since having been born again of heaven, a supernatural birth, by declaring my covenant.  Declare yours, and be re-born again of heaven as I am, this is to receive forgiveness of sins, safety by a wide margin, and to receive the PROMISE of the INHERITANCE that was guaranteed to ABRAM (Abraham) by GOD, the covenant, paid for by blood of another.

Thank you for your willing service rendered to save your fellow brothers and sisters, by distributing the above instructions.  If you send people to this site, make sure to tell them to hit the "HOME PAGE BUTTON."  Otherwise they will not see Me.

Christ, the Messiah, "THE WORD of GOD"
BEZAI of the House of David

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Wednesday, April 22, 2020

"The for invisible qualities of Him from the creation of the world, by the things made being understood, are clearly seen, the both eternal of Him power and divinity, for to be them without excuse." -- Romans 1:20 -- substantial changes to this letter, large increase to content

BEZAI of the House of David say:
As I told you before, GOD is telling you to buy long lasting grains, this is spiritual food, and it is devoid of the toxins and poisons they are putting in the manufactured foods.

I have not worked for two years, writing continuously for your benefit, never having made a penny, that having placed great hardship upon my wife and our family, and the stresses from fear of losing our home.

Your help in keeping me on-line is greatly appreciated.  The pay-pal account was set up by my wife, so it is in her name.

Send your support through paypal to or by clicking the link below.

I am also at this point in search of a benefactor to aid in accomplishing GOD's instructions, that we may save every soul on earth.


CHRIST, the MESSIAH, returned,
BEZAI of the House of David,
formerly known as "Sun Tzu"
formerly known as "Jeffrey Dougherty"

Text only please if you are interested in being a benefactor.  Please know that I am pressed for time on my journey to receive my full power and authority so that every soul may be saved, I am pressed to go for the head of the dragon.  We fully appreciate your thoughts and prayers.

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this is forgiveness of sins,
the Narrow Gate Entrance to the Shepherd's Fold.

And then the SPIRIT of GOD moved over me, then came the WORD of GOD, then thereupon the TIME on the CLOCK read, "4:55 pm" and GOD wrote the following:


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And then the SPIRIT of GOD moved over me, then came the WORD of GOD, then thereupon the TIME on the CLOCK read, "5:03 pm" and GOD wrote the following:

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Sunday, April 19, 2020

"Shepherd the among you flock of GOD, exercising oversight not under compulsion, but willingly, according to GOD; and not for base gain, but eagerly;" -- 1 Peter 5:2

And then the SPIRIT of GOD moved over me, then came the WORD of GOD, then thereupon the TIME on the CLOCK read, "12:23 am" and GOD wrote the following:


CHRIST, the MESSIAH, returned,
BEZAI of the House of David,
formerly known as "Sun Tzu"
formerly known as "Jeffrey Dougherty"
I am "THE WORD of GOD."

DO this OUT of LOVE for GOD,
and a REWARD you will RECEIVE,

And then the SPIRIT of GOD moved over me, then came the WORD of GOD, then thereupon the TIME on the CLOCK read, "12:41 am" and GOD wrote the following:

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