I should know better than to check social media first thing when I wake up in the morning. Why I torture my soul and suffer my spirit by tuning in to the inanities of the world is beyond me. It’s better to pluck out my right eye and throw it away than to allow my pupils to make me stumble into the madness of Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, and TikTok.
But stumble I did, as I landed on a tweet by the nitwit Pete Hegseth before I could even wipe the cold out of my eyes.
“Patriots in control” arrogantly tweeted the moron from Babylon who has a tattoo that says “Kafir” (Arabic for antichrist) emblazoned on his skin. This is how the last American president made “America great” by appointing a skinhead the Secretary of War and himself the chief whore of Israhell.
Even though I know there is no education to be had by the second kick of a jackass like Pete, I landed on another tweet by his counterpart in Russia, who posted some cryptic message that alluded to a QAnon meme just like Peter’s did.
That’s when I decided to jump into action as I yelled in my heart “get behind thee Peter”. Even though today is the Sabbath, when our Father God instructs us to rest, I thought this was a compelling enough reason to break my covenant in order to do what I can to forestall the upcoming storm. Such is my ego. I believe that I, a blogger who was once homeless and is currently unemployed and living in hotels, can somehow stand up to these illuminated swine who think they can defeat God.
As I cracked open my laptop to unleash thunderbolts from my fingertips and loosen my sword against the little Peter in the pentagram (or rather, the Pentagon, but that is really me being redundant), I heard a whisper in my heart telling me to go for a walk. I resisted, but eventually I relented. I learned during my nearly two-year rendezvous with homelessness that I ignore that voice in my heart at my peril.
That is where my day turned from a crucible that was coming into a blessing that I am now writing. With each step that I was taking on my two-mile faith walk, this thought kept echoing in my mind. Do not fight evil with evol. You have to invert evol and make it submit with love. You see, my last name in Amharic (Ethiopia) means “my love.” It would have been my greatest regret if this message that you are reading was about war and not about my love.
Having given up on declaring war, I drove out to a grocery store to buy some breakfast. After punishing my body for over 4 weeks with nothing but coffee and cream, unhealthy processed food, and yeast, I decided to fully commit to the Deuteronomy diet as I purchased smoked mackerel, rye crackers, and tomatoes to break my fast. One would have thought I was Jewish. Little did they know that I am of Judah, so eating kosher is in my blood.
After I purchased the groceries, I headed over to Family Dollar to pick up a water bottle so I could be properly hydrated. What good is offering others water all the time when I don’t believe that I am worthy of my own water? I have a ways to go on my journey of healing because loving others above yourself is as much of a sin as loving yourself at the cost of others.
As I stood in line ready to purchase my water bottle, this lady with more coupons than Trump has fake implants decided to tie up the checkout lane. What began as a pique grew into a rage. How dare she hold me up? Does she not know that I have to go inside my car and check social media?!
At that precise moment, I looked up and saw a rack of reading glasses. Distracted from my anger, I thought, “Hmmm, what if God is making her move slowly so that I can find frames for my glasses that were a touch too big?” Seeing that I had little choice but to look, given that the lady was moving slower than molasses in Antarctica, I started to measure one pair of frames after another to see which came the closest to mine.
In all honesty, it was an impossible task. Not even ChatGPT could deliver me. There was no way I was going to find the frames meant for me. I looked for a good 30 minutes, but to no avail. That is when the cashier, Bean, offered to help. I am good with big vision, but sometimes attention to small details can be my Achilles’ heel.
Wouldn’t you know it! Bean found the exact match in less than 10 minutes. Between the two of us, we were able to pop out the lenses from my old frames and pop them into place on the new ones. The frames I had prior to finding the new ones at Family Dollar cost $230. These new ones cost only $13!
And this is how $13 is worth more than $200. You see, we keep assigning costs based on value when really we should be setting costs based on what things are worth to us. A bottle of water is only $1.99, but how much would you be willing to give for that same bottle if you were stuck in the Sahara Desert? Given that understanding, why is it, then, that we treat love that loves us so cavalierly when all of us are looking for love in one shape or another?
But I digress. At that exact time, a fellow Ethiopian guy (I refuse to call him Black or African-American because he is none of that to me) stopped in his tracks to observe what was taking place. He said he was in awe. There in the middle of the Family Dollar checkout aisle, two or three gathered in His name as we exchanged testimonies. ~8:22
As fate would have it, I lost the piece of paper I wrote his name on as well as the name of the other Family Dollar employee who joined us. In all honesty, my head was in cloud nine. What began with war before the sun rose transformed into love as I exchanged testimonies with three children of God whose ancestors were stolen from a continent once called Ethiopia.
I decided to head out moved by the spirit and Googled “churches that observe the Sabbath near me” only to be directed to Light Bearers Mission Seventh Day Adventist Church in Suitland, MD. BINGO! I’ve been meaning to visit a Seventh Day Adventist church for a while, ever since I found out that they honor the true Sabbath instead of following the vile teachings of the Catholic church who changed the Day of Rest from Saturday to Sunday.
Sadly, the very Ethiopian Orthodox Church that I attend inverted the teachings of Iysus as they observe the Sabbath on Sundays and in the process hang up paintings of “Jesus” on their walls who is actually the demonic Cesar Borgia and they likewise trade money in church.
The shame! How can the country that accepted Christ first crucify Him every Sunday by worshipping an antichrist Cesar and sullying a holy place by letting the mark of the beast (666) in their temple! I am currently writing this section of the article on the ground near the entrance at Debre Genet Medhane Alem Ethiopian Orthodox church. This is how it should be; I don’t seek the comforts of office; I would rather serve at the bottom than to lead with titles and perks.
Well, I guess it’s time to do as Matthew 10:14 advised and shake the dust off my boots to head over to Kdst Slassie Eritrean Orthodox Church to see how my words are received. ~ 1:57
As fate would have it, I ran into the President of Student Education Gashe Wondossen a few minutes ago. I know my ask was kind of weird and out of the blue, asking for a desk and a chair even though I am a stranger, especially on a major holiday, can be a bridge too far and I can understand why many would be hesitant to comply with my request.
But comply he did, I am currently sitting in an office at a desk where kids drawings and projects are everywhere. I am crying writing this because my Father God never fails me, where there is no way, he makes a way and He prepareth a table for me just as Psalm 23:5 promised.
ይህን በምጽፍበት ጊዜ በኢትዮጵያና በኤርትራ መካከል ያለው ጦርነት በስሙ ወደ ሰላምና ፍቅር እንዲቀየር እና ከሁለቱም ሀገራት የመጡ ልጆች በክፉ ቅኝ ገዥዎች በተሳተፉት ድንበር ላይ ከመታገል ይልቅ እነሱ ተጠቃሚ ሆነው እኛን ለመከፋፈል ብቻ ከመታገል ይልቅ እግዚአብሔር ብቻ ሊሰጠው የሚችለውን ነፃነት እና ብልጽግና ለማግኘት እየታገልን ከልቤ እጸልያለሁ።
Now back to the story from yesterday, please be patient with me, I have a lot to share and so little time to do so. When you are entrusted with a message from God to be delivered to His children, you have the innocence and joy of a child as your heart burns with the passion of the burning bush that Moses witnessed at Mount Sanai.
When I walked into Light Bearers Mission Seventh Day Adventist Church, my spirit immediately calmed down. That is when I knew I was at the right place! You see, what is of the devil fires you up or makes you scream “make America great again” but what is of God quiets your heart and it’s through that stillness you find our Father.
When I walked in, I was offered repass by Elder Winsome, he told me that they do not eat animal products. He went on to explain their staple at church consists of tacos, chili, rice and toppings. Oh my God! I started the Deuteronomy died that same day where I swore off yeast, wheat and most animal products save fish.
I felt like God was talking to me personally, though I did not hear his voice once in my life, over and over again He reaches me through people, chance events and music. I enjoyed my lunch as I put on my journalism hat. I was convinced that this was going to be my new home church but I had to ask a few questions first.
“Do you accept money in church”, I asked Elder Winsome, to which he responded that they did. My heart broke. Why! Iyseus forbade money in His Father’s house and spoke about the evils of money only for priests, pastors and preachers to invert his teachings by misquoting Him.
Iyesus said that money was the root of all evil, now people of the cloth lie out of omission or commission by saying it’s the love of money that is the root of all evil. I should be more compassionate, I know it’s not Godly to lash people with my tongue and tell anyone who repeats that lie “get behind thee devil” but I don’t feel bad for doing so, after all, that is precisely what Iyesus did. WWID, that is what I am doing.~ 2:36
Before I continue on with this message, as you read the numbers to the side like the paragraph up top, remember what I mentioned about the Romans pushing up the clock by 12 hours to mock God. Well, it’s currently 2:38 AM not 8:38 AM EST, keep that in mind as you continue reading, it will give you an understanding of what time these updates are taking place.
After finishing up lunch at the 7th day Adventist church, I was about to move on when I heard that there was a kids event taking place. That is all I needed to hear, I scrubbed my plans and decided to attend the special event.
As I walked in, I heard kids singing songs praising God. My heart broke and healed at the same time. If there are any people on this world who should be bitter at God it would be “African-Americans” or as I rightly call them, fellow Ethiopians. Stolen from a home they knew, shipped off the foreign lands, beaten, tortured and a mass holocaust committed against them, they continue to praise God while Zionists who had a lesser holocaust committed against them curse God as they claim a valor and an identity that is not theirs.
Verily, I say to you, the chosen people are those who suffer and keep the faith not those who prosper and commit genocides in a land that is not theirs. Nothing hidden stays hidden, what has been committed in the dark for centuries bursts open in the son, the sun of God’s light. 2:46
Back to the story at hand, I apologize, I have a lot to say and most of the time people don’t listen to me, such is the life of a messenger. The lead of the children’s activity was Stephanny Powell; she came up with a game called “soldier of God”. Stunned, I witnessed a miracle before me.
In the morning, I woke up intent on being a soldier of God but my aim was to unleash fire upon fire. By God’s grace, I turned to water after going for a walk only to be blessed by a water worthy of Iyesus instead of letting my heart be consumed by the fires that burned down Sodom and Gomorrah. I wish I recorded the whole event, and I wish I could tell you the full story of what I witnessed, but in the interest of time, I will truncate my encounter. Perhaps I will write a chapter about it in a book I’ve always wanted to write called “the Invisible Ethiopian”. ~ 2:53
Let me correct a record before moving on. I made a mistake! Gashe Wondwossen is not with the Kdst Slassie Eritrean Orthodox but with Debre Genet Medhane Alem Ethiopian Orthodox church and the table that was prepared for me by my Father God was not at the Eritrean church but at the Ethiopian church. I have to give credit where credit is due, giving credit for a story that is not theirs is not a Christian thing to do, it’s a tactic that Zionists have perfected and I, as a person who can trace my ancestry to King Solomon, Queen Sheba and King David (see family tree below)would rebuke that form of perfidy in my Father’s name.
I headed back to the Quality Inn hotel across the street from Joint Base Andrews Air Force Base in room 216. Oh you think I am afraid of disclosing my location after I rightfully condemned the prostitutes of Israel by the name of Obama, Trump, the US Federal government and their pimps in Tel Aviv.
Let Mossad come, you think exploding pagers were diabolical, their temples will explode instantly the minute they darken the grounds of Quality Inn with their demonic souls. It won’t be me doing it, I am a man of peace and I have no weapons save my pen, nah what they should worry about are Mikael, Giorgis, Rufael and Urial, King Kong has nothing on them. FAFO!
After sleeping for four hours, I woke up and wrote about half of this article. Around 11 PM EST (Roman time) my soul got restless and my flesh grew strong. Here I am on the most important day of my life and all the sudden the pull of the devil took over me! Instead of praying, I was intent on going out to prey for the same gazelle that took away made me turn away from God when I was 11 years old.
I initially went to the thrift store looking for gifts I would give the one who caught my eyes. I looked and looked and could not find a manly bracelet for me though I found three that women would absolutely love. That is when a young lady by the name of Daneja came over to help me.
Just like the glasses that I could not find by myself only for Bean to find the perfect ones for me, Daneja found the exact bracelet for me. This is why Ecclesiastes 4:11 rightly states “two can keep each other warm, but how can one keep warm alone?” One is a lost cause but when two join forces, they can deliver a revelation the midst of mass confusion.
After checking out with my four bracelets, one for me and three for the object of my affection, I decided to calm my flesh and gave Daneja one of the bracelets. Though I can be overcome with temptation at times, I am super protective over women, especially one who is a sophmore in high school like Daneja.
I guess that is because young women remind me of my mother Sara Shewangizaw who suffered from depression most of her life but had the spirit of God burning deep in her heart. For those who struggle with sadness, anxiety, self-harm and other spiritual maladies, just know you are not broken, the devil is only coming after you because of your light.
As much as America loves to prescribe medicines and try to cure sicknesses by giving us drugs that make us sick, I wish we would turn to Our Father God and ask him to heal us. That is precisely what I did six weeks ago. Before that, I was about to head for another bout of depression, I was drinking every weekend when my son was not with me and I started smoking cigarettes.
It was not until I decided to attend Arsema Ethiopian Orthodox Church in Alexandria, Virginia that my life turned around. Desperate for change after my son prayed that I live a long life to see him grow old, a shattered heart led me to bended knees. As my son Yohannes was playing with other kids, I took off my shoes and socks, placed my feet firmly in soil and begged God to heal me.
I asked Him for 30 minutes to release me from my vices and to save me from me. Afterwards, I took my son to the baptism room, a private bathroom with a shower. Here is what I know, holy water is water that you believe to be holy. It doesn’t have to be sanctified by people who call themselves father when they are not for I only have one father here on earth and his name was Fikremariam Million and one supreme Father in heaven who watches over me daily.
You see, Iyesus did not come here to make us worship him for he always pointed to His Father God in heaven. Rather, he came to redeem us through the miracles of His Father. The miracles were not his but of his Father, but of course the same pharisees who crucified him because he threatened their profits inverted his teachings only for the Romans to co-opt his story by turning him into God when truly he was our Big Brother here on earth.
Shocking statement huh, I know, it’s called cognitive dissonance. Here is to hoping that Orthodox Christians won’t excommunicate me for stating this belief or worse, I pray they don’t crucify me. That is the thing about religion, it is as far as the east is from the west when it comes to the faith and the matters of the heart. When it comes to truth, there is only one way and that is God but I will say the way to God is through his son Christ.
Back to the story, after my son Yohannes finished getting holy water sprayed on him, it was my turn to plunge into the cold and have my spirits renewed by the shock that comes with being greeted by a freezing shower. As I was getting doused and trying to catch my breath, my soul spoke to me.
Have your son Yohannes spray you. You see, his mom Bethlehem and I named our son Yohannes because the first time he kicked in her belly was on Gena (Ethiopian Christmas). The same way John the Baptist kicked in Elizabeth’s stomach and sensed Iyesus was nearby when Mariam (Mary) went to visit Elizabeth, our son kicked on the date of Christ’s birth.
After contemplating names for months, a sudden kick by Yohannes in his mom’s belly led to a revelation. Yohannes it is. So then how surreal it was when during a time of desperation, my son Yohannes was baptizing me and renewing my soul with his love. ~ 3:45
Back to the story, after leaving the thrift store, I decided to venture over to Fast Eddy’s to see if I can find a fast car to get into. A few steps into my guzo (journey) of sinning, a lady appeared out of a shop. Her smile caught my eyes and I said hi. Here I am on a mission of a lifetime and I am fliting with someone in the dark of night.
What started with a flirt turned into a spiritual connection. She told me her name was Bebo and that she is the owner of the convenience store that she wants to turn into a hub for the community. For the sake of expediency, I will leave out all the details but let’s just say we prayed together and decided to work as a team since I have a small business that helps other small businesses achieve as long as what they do is honorable.
I have no idea what the next day will bring, though I do have a feeling that money will be washed away within short order and the markets will come to a halt as the mark of the beast and the bull on Wall Street are both stabbed by the sword of God when the markets open tomorrow and the Brown Shewan I’ve been warning about for weeks decapitates the mark of the beast and burns all 5-point and 6 point stars to the ground. Essey! As we say in Ethiopia when the devil and his minions get their justice and gets banished to the Afar desert where they belong!
What I know is that love is better than war and the only way to defeat darkness is not through darkness but through the light. I am eternally grateful for my Father God for being patient with me throughout the day I was supposed to honor him and instead I was yet again working and succumbing to my flesh.
I ask God that you continue to save me from me and that whatever purpose and plans you have for me, that I am able to rise to your expectations and carry out your mission. I pray that I succeeded on this mission to deliver your message. I pray likewise that you bless all the people I ran into yesterday for they blessed me so that I could deliver this message.
There is no need for me to deliver a special message to the men and women of the US military or any other military. I mean I already did that last month, why be repetitive. As for the rest of us, let me echo Iyzesus and say let those who have ears hear and those who have eyes see. And where they are currently unable, I pray in your name that you uncork the stoppage in their ears and shed the blinders from their eyes so that the hear and see your message.
As for the soldiers of Satan and those who think they can defeat my Father God, well good luck, I hope you have plenty of ice to pack in your drawers cause the lake of fire you are headed for is hotter than Atlanta in July.
Speaking of ATL, this is where I reveal the true face of the terrorist monstrous Tecumseh Sherman who declared total war and committed a genocide against innocent women and children. Bin Laden has nothing on Tecumseh.
Remember how I kept saying that the South, Dixie, was closer to God during the “Civil War”, now you know why I used to silently whistle Dixie when the national anthem of the United States is played. Whistle no more, now I proudly sing it. Down with the eagle and UP with the Cross!
Howdy to my southern brothers and sisters, you think y’all are rebels, well meet a good ole boy from further south who has been a rebel since I was a child in Ethiopia. Hooray! The South has finally risen! This is where down is turned up and up is turned down. Finally, the time has arrived where the meek are going to inherit the earth and the rich are going to drown in tears as they lose their billions.
As for the big secrets I promised to all the people yesterday, are the secrets I revealed in this article thus far not enough? Sheesh, you can’t please some people eko:: Ok here is another potential revelation, the biggest one could occur at 9:30AM EST at Debre Genet Medhane Alem Ethiopian Orthodox Tewahido Church where the Tabot (Ark of the Covenant) will be brought out. Of course, I am running late because I had to finish this message so I will not get there until closer to 11:30AM.
Let’s just say an elect might just be announced as a groom promised potentially reveals his face. If you want to witness this event, come through at 4401 Old Branch Ave, Temple Hills, MD starting now. I am running late as it is 4:01 (10:01AM).
This could be the biggest breaking news in the history of the world, and to think you heard about it first at a publication that was just launched last week. Talk about a David and Goliath moment, this is what happens when one picks up five stones in faith instead of leaning on a cursed six point “Zionistic” and Satanic star.
God bless these United States of America and all nations around the world. May God likewise uproot all Masons who curse our blessed planet and bleed 8.5 billion of God’s children around the world. May His will be done. Amen!
With that, I am done. Let me do a quick prayer in Amharic, hint hint, you can use the same ChatGPT translate program I’m using to translate my English into Amharic to translate what you will read below in Amharic back into English:
አባቴ እግዚአብሔር ሆይ፣ ከክፉዎች መጠበቅህን እንድትቀጥል፣ አዳምንና ሔዋንን ወደ እፍረት ከዳረጋቸው ትዕቢት ነጻ እንድታወጣን፣ የጽዮንን ተስፋ ለልጆችህ ሁሉ እንድትፈጽምላቸው እለምንሃለሁ። ዘር፣ ሃይማኖትና ፖለቲካ የሚፈጥሩትን መከፋፈል ሁሉ አስወግደህ፣ በምትካቸው ከሁሉ በላይ ገዢ የሆነውን ፍቅር እንድታኖር እለምንሃለሁ።
አንተን የሚመጥን መሪ እንድትሰጠን፣ ካፒታሊዝምን፣ በወለድ ላይ የተመሠረተውን የገንዘብ ሥርዓት፣ ዴሞክራሲንና ሃይማኖትን ለዘላለም እንድታስወግድ እጸልያለሁ። በምትካቸው ደግነትን አኑር፣ የሰጠኸንን ተሰጥኦ ካፒታላችን አድርግ፣ በሃይማኖት ምክንያት ከመጣላት ይልቅ ወደ አንተ እንድንመለስ አድርገን።
አባቴ እግዚአብሔር ሆይ፣ አንድ የመጨረሻ ልመና አለኝ። ይህ መልእክት አንተን የሚመጥን ከሆነ፣ ሕዝብህ ሁሉ እንዲሰማው እንቅፋቶችን ሁሉ ስበር፣ የንግግር ነጻነትን የሚያፍኑ ገደቦችን ሁሉ አፍርስ፣ መልእክቱም የአልጎሪዝሞችንና የመንግሥትን ገደቦች አልፎ እንዲደርስ አድርግ።
ከእንግዲህ የምጽፈውን ማስተዋወቅ አቁሜያለሁ። መልእክቶችህ ማስታወቂያ አያስፈልጋቸውም። መነገር ብቻ ነው የሚያስፈልጋቸው። የሚገባው መልእክትም፣ ዳዊት ዒላማውን እንደመታ፣ ዒላማውን ይመታል።
ይህን ሁሉ በክርስቶስ ስም እጸልያለሁ። ቅድስት እናቱ ድንግል ማርያም ይህንን ልመናና ጸሎት በቀጥታ ለእግዚአብሔር እንድታቀርብ እለምናለሁ።
በዚህ ጨርሻለሁ። ፈቃድህ ይሁን።
“Repent therefore! Otherwise, I will soon come to you and will fight against them with the sword of my mouth.” ~ Revelation 2:16
I am done:: ~ 5:09
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