Just a few minutes ago, Pete Hegseth’s entourage was admonished by members of the National Guard for breaking decorum and laughing during the minute of silence. This doesn’t surprise me; Peter lives up to the meaning of his name every morning he wakes up and performs his Kafir rituals.
Do you know what Kafir means in Arabic? It means the antichrist. America’s Secretary of War has kafir tattooed on his biceps. Our national leaders and those whom we entrust to positions of power used to hide that they were a cabal of satanists as they raped children behind closed doors and took part in rituals which would make your blood boil.
But as we get closer to the time of revelation, they are becoming more audacious proudly display their arrogance. This is what happens when people keep getting away with murder, both literal and figurative.
Let me point out the plank in my eyes as I place a flashlight on the splinter in these masonic and demonic pupils. Eight months ago, I was pulled over coming back from a party in DC on December 23rd and cited for a DUI. After drinking and driving more times than I can count over the past ten years, I finally got caught and now I have to drive around with a breathalyzer in my car.
Each time I got away with driving under the influence, it emboldened me to push my luck. One time I was so intoxicated that I ran into a garage door. I came close to swearing off drinking after that night but I got away with a slap on the wrist. No cops and only $2,000 to fix the door, within two weeks I was back out on the streets testing my luck and tempting fate.
What I describe about myself is what happens to men and women in our nation’s capital except their spirits are demonic and their sins kill innocence. As time passes and as they get away with more transgressions, they show their face more and more thinking they can curse God’s existence and defeat his people. Take a closer look at so called “arc de trump“, the whore at the top of the arc is one of their gods Lilith with the demonic five-point star on her head.
Here is something I really wish the American people would catch on to. The brokenness of our governance in DC is not a bug but a feature. Notice how every time there is an issue that receives broad bipartisan support that transcends social divisions, like let’s say not funding the genocidal “Israel” military, it always fails by a few votes.
Forget Israel (I really wish we would), let’s look at what happened with the supposed impeachment of Pete Hegseth, 11 Democrats were suddenly AWOL and the effort failed by 7 votes. Democrats rail against Hegseth in public but behind closed doors, where they attend parties that are more debauched the anything Puffy can dream of, they tug each other off and go along with their Zionist pimps.
There is no democracy in America, what we have is a two-party sham where the will of We the People is neglected and the desires of corporatists and Zionists are heeded. Breaking news lefties, these new breed of socialist scam artists are no different than the MAGA magots who were elected four years ago.
Here is how you can identify state sponsored propagandists apart from truth tellers; the minute mainstream media embraces them and they morph from let’s say community organizers to millionaires or unknown physicians to frequent Fox News talking heads, immediately shake the dust off your shoes and make b-line away from their presence for what you are witnessing are beshekeled Judases dressed up as change agents.
But this game that has been foisted upon Americans for centuries is about to come to a close. What pricks like Peter Hegseth and his counterparts like Hakeem Jefferies as well as the first black-gay president Obama and the last pedophile of the United States Trump don’t understand is that God has sleeper cells right next to them who are observing and waiting for that hour.
I don’t write about these things in theory; until a month and a half ago, I was throwing my life away and being a terrible example for my son to follow. One visit to Arsema Ethiopian Orthodox Church in Alexandria, VA, a repentance from the bottom of my heart and a literal baptizing by my son Yohannes (the Ethiopian name for John the Baptist in Amharic) loosened a holy ghost upon me that awoken a spirit that was comatose in a cell.
I am thus writing these words to all other dormant cells who have been sleeping all this time who are right next to Trump, Obama, Hegseth and Hakeem, it’s time to wake up and whisper boo to those you are currently serving but will in short order disavow and arrest! Ten-hut! The trumpet is about to sound, verily I tell you the time is about to come where we put on the armor of God and become His blessed peacekeepers.
Now is not the time to tarry but to rise up! No more God, honor and country, no sir, it’s a binary choice. God or country. If you choose country, you are standing next to an alcoholic Secretary of War who proudly calls himself the antichrist, defending a president who rapes children and institutions who brazenly display their allegiance to their satanic masters in Tel Aviv who have been calling themselves Jews when they stay praying at the synagogue of Satan. Don’t take my word for it, read Revelation 3:9.
In all honesty, my biggest beef is not even with those in DC because politicians in our nation’s capital have always been the whores of IsraeHell. No, the anger that burns within me are aimed at leaders within churches who have conferred legitimacy to the very evils Jesus condemned since they crucified Him the first time.
I wish I had the time and the bandwidth to record a video for every church of every faith who profess they are of God when their hearts are far from Him. You can instead apply the video below to almost every church that is bigger than 21 congregants and know them for the antichrists that they truly are.
I will rest for now and leave this message simmer so that it can waft through the air and reach those who have nostrils who can smell. For those of us who believe, I beseech you to be ready, you do not want to be a bride who is asleep when the groom knocks at the door. That will be a jilting experience to remember for a lifetime.
“Every tree that does not bear good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire. Therefore, by their fruits you will know them.” ~ Matthew 7:19-20
Silent Salute
I wrote this poem for veterans when I spent nearly two years traveling state to state, homeless but never alone because veterans became my friends where my friends went AWOL.
Silent Salute
To the soldiers who sacrificed
Did their duty without asking
I express outrage against injustice
Over immoral wars and endless carnage
I am speaking out for you in the process
Veterans in the end understand one thing
Their fellow men were never their enemy
To this day fierce rivals from past conflicts
Embrace after the last bullets have been fired
Soldiers salute and do their duty that is best
The sorrows they go through alone
Trauma induced by bodies and reduced humanity
Only to come back home and encounter Satan’s embrace
Flash backs prompting cold sweats
Bullets and blood droplets
Too much for the mind to process
Those who die in wars are fortunate
It’s the veterans, the survivors
Who carry the burdens of these remembrances
Fallen comrades and innocent children
Indiscriminately swallowed whole by turbulence
Tears mixing with blood stains
Cries drowned out by battle drums
War is humanity’s utmost blemish
Concealed by propaganda and theatrics
Patriotism birthing negligence
Our conscience is subverted into ignorance
As we enjoy disengagement’s bliss
Veterans suffer depression’s kiss
Politicians, profiteers and Hollywood
Glorifying war horrors by bending reality
Obfuscating suffering with special effects and rhetoric
But to the soldier their truth is the opposite
Rat-tat-tat-tat bullets shattering God’s presence
Untold masses disappearing into graves and silence
We wave flags thanking them for service
They shiver alone bearing the cost of compliance
Final judgments by way of triggers and buttons
Only to come back home
Shock and awe replaced by shock trauma
Nightmares that never end
Being continually transported back to mayhem
The battle field redrawn into the mind’s synapses
Piercing quietness with shrieks and terrors
Spouses who grow estranged
Children unable to comprehend
Concern pixelating into absence
Loneliness the only friend that remains
The proud and few become islands
Invisible wounds breaking cognizance
This is why so many end up homeless
Many more embracing suicide’s cuddle
Despair muffles life and blends into darkness
To be met by society’s mind numbing indifference
We step over them daily
Once warriors turned into the indigent
Salutes being returned with diffidence
Yet in this silence I stand for you
May God forever bless you
Where you are broken
May you mend into fullness
Sergeant Black in DC
Vietnam War survivor
Gunny Stevens in Greenville
Korean War survivor
Derrick in Colorado
Iraq War survivor
Frank in Ankeny Iowa
World War II survivor
Countless others who I have met
Had the honor of sharing meals with
May your struggles be fleeting
But your blessings be eternal
In silence I salute you
Another special broadcast to the men and women of the United States Armed Forces. May God bless you!
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