The First Shall Be Last & The Last Shall Be First. Message to the Five Families & Mr. Mars

 

And then the new age arrived with its magic changes.  Then that which was, was not and never was.  And that which was not now was.  In the minds of men history is skewed.  That which should not be and was not, now is and always was.

How long can the fabric of reality flutter like a butterfly before it tears wide open?  Why do they push and rip at the very foundation of life’s abundant daily bread?  Still the same old lie “and you shall be as God” exploits the power hungry plestos.

To Those Who Peddle Poison to the Masses To Mr. Mars Bar Especially,

Word Scrammble- CANDY=  Con & Infect 'CONFECTION' =Candy,This is what chocolatiers call candy, "confection" its true name is rooted in [to Con & to Infect] the masses, the slaves.  "KILL THE SLAVES THERE ARE TOO MANY OF THEM" they say.

I know what you have done to our history and how you have changed the words, times, and laws with your united wheels of power.  The five rings are but a wisp yet you worship them as if they were God.  The six rings (the dividing of time, two realities, two numbers are there six rings or five?  “Depends” or “Depend” on who you ask) the six rings/wheels have corrupted you by their gaze they seduced you like red wine. And by their vibrations your  mind is rendered reprobate.  Let’s hope some sanity is left in that head of dried bones and swort ankles.

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The Silver Roach Prophecy

Silver Roach Prophecy

Gone gone where have they gone?  They ruled the world ruled the wrong.  Gone gone.

The families of five garner the trott garner the trott, garner the trott.

On went the red hot hate 22 years.  On they went ruling the world the red hat ruled till they forgot till they forgot.  They ruled the world and then they forgot, hand and trott hand and trott they ruled the world and then they forgot, hand and trott.

Who took your rule owners of all?  Who took your hand off the wheel of power?  Who took your hand off the trott of iron and rot.  You joined together the wheels of time, you joined together with a song and a rhyme then forgot.

Five families together as one changing times and laws, dividing of time?  Owners of history?  Triumph of gestures when united you stood in red hats and wood, so you stood.

Who stole the wheel who stole your history, who stole your memories?

Someone of old put into the book ancient of days hook and crook stole your look & memory.

Not time not time not even the dime…history, history is what they stole.

How?  The typist betrayed the hats of red.  In typed the lies out spewed the truth, history history.  How much did the evil one pay the typist to botch the memories of his red hat owners?

The red hats cannot regain their power its too late.  The prophecies of old must move forward.   The dawn will break and brake and the red sky will come.  Cold falls, heat rises, and the red sky comes.

How long do we have until the red sky HOW LONG HOW LONG? Under two years under two years.  It matters not what the wicked one types in go the lies out comes the history and sheep and goats remember no more, remember no more.

Have you forgot the 5 families and 5 wheels of control?  Have you also forgotten to quell your own soul of sin?

The Red Hats have fallen have fallen have fallen

Along with the fall of those in red comes the rise of him of whom they said for so long.  How oh how did he take control of the wheels of the 5 families?  How did you get all five rings of power?

He took your wheel, he took your memories then stole your wheel…the rings of power are working still for him.  Oh what will he do with such power?  It will be bad. 1/3 will die at his hand.  1/3 will die at his hand.

No longer can the red hats prevent 1/3 of mankind from dying.

No longer can the red hats prevent the earth from crying.

No longer can the sands of time be preserved.

No longer can the prophecies be held back.

No longer can the beautiful ones keep their anonymity from the walking serpents.  The walking serpents will be dried up and blown away.

Stubble and hay stubble and hay the geckos of power will be stubble and hay.  They have already lost 5 or 10.

The strongholds are falling down to dust down to dust and ancient rust.

Ancient rust and still you trust the typist?  Find his diary, the diary of the  typist will show you the way lest you also become stubble and hay.

Why is God helping the red hats?  Because the sheep must be proteted.