Imagine it’s judgement day..and you have to share your dirty laundry…all of it…and the good stuff too?

So few people living, so few, ever make calculations for the world to come, when righteousness is the norm, and all that dark stuff simply goes away, well, who thinks about the pension in their twenties, usually the very cautious. The bell rings, even the angels will shudder, they too, have to come before the eternal judge, and if this is horseshit, i refer you to the old books.

How big will the laundry pile be, is directly related to you, it’s called the individual battle within, and the ancient prophets refer to this, as do all those enlightened. Those that tell you it’s just another bus ride were not reading the map the right way up, seeing as they can’t make sense of anything, well, awareness of God is awareness of Judgement. Good friends try to remind us of this certainty, there are no hiding places, that’s all folly, unless you are lucky enough to have brought straight to Heaven without having to be tested.

Recall what you are now seeing happening all across the world. Many will and have been totally fooled by a shiny faced liar who is trying to get himself recognized as God, this is happening to reduce the potency of Spirit existing, the spirit, the real one, has a different feel to the lower spirit, it’s encouraging.

More importantly, can you mitigate for the times you were less than good, turning the eye away from need, closing the heart to others, trying to fool yourself, as if to say, there is no God, well, recall the ancient books, there is testimony out there for those interested in looking, well, God loves the triers, the real ones. It will happen sudden, only God knows, but in the times of floods, they partied to the very last day, so if its written, there will be signs, about which you might have noticed a few changes these last seven years, and many people living are wondering what life will be like, after this latest plague, on that point,a plague has many forms, it could be a cycle of greed that never ends, the proliferation of time given to the movement between the legs, while there are so many calling for much needed help, food etc, well, the wise option, tend to the injured before you tend to your own needs sounds right advice, we are not meant to be funless.

So your conscience is like that of a very corrupt leader, politician, signs tell you, your affairs need sorting, we have to get organised, should have stood for something, well, while the rules might save you from your earthly employer etc, but that’s all, and when you leave that priceless job of yours, rest assured, your colleagues won’t be let down, you’ll have been replaced long before they give you the clock or some other trophy for all you gave, as Jesus told all those fortunate to be around him, even the heathen look after their own, so no marks for that, we all breath air as they say.

If this little piece of blog is rambling, its done this way, so as not to burden you, as many hard hearted zealots would willing do, while seeking a mention in your very own will, it happens, the patient suddenly gets the burst of enlightenment near the end, and rash appropriation of assets in times of chronic unease, are very well known about, so rather than be taken unnoticed, as all those ambitious folks say, preparation matters, the very way to success, so they all say, so this is not just my advice, amen.

In a nutshell, this applies to joe blogs as much as anyone else, rich don’t matter, no lawyer can do the stand in on this one, no, these are steps you have to make all alone. Now the point of these words; things are happening, in Space, that scientists can’t explain, and in reality, they are clueless on this. Just in case, those moments when you don’t have your seat belt on, the car seems to give reasons for anxiety, golly, must keep it on, just as Jesus reminds us, be on guard at all times, simply, treat people very well indeed,amen.

And…..next time, if we are all still here, amen! Where are the lights, gee, that tinned food, is it out of date, how did we end up here, did anyone bring chocolate, at a time like this?