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The Witness of Revelation 1-10

Short version of Revelation

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Jesus gives His life That others can enter heaven The gospel is spoken to all the world God’s gift to humanity is rejected Jesus is called to Deliver the people Jesus inserts the antichrist of Iraq The antichrist promises world peace Jesus forces the antichrist to invaded Syria and Jordan World War three breaks out Nuclear war kills 2 billion people Jesus commands a rogue planet to scar the earth 5.5 billion are killed in a day Insects sting in the Americas for 5 months China invades India one third of the people left are killed One believes God and is taken to heaven One remains for the antichrist rule Three and one half years of peace  Satan is cast down into the wounded antichrist The two witnesses are killed outside the newly built temple The antichrist sits in the temple and declares himself as god The seven bowl judgement takes place for three and one half years Jesus defeats Satan an a thousand year reign of Christ begins

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Isaiah 24
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The Lord’s Devastation of the Earth
24 See, the Lord is going to lay waste the earth
and devastate it;
he will ruin its face
and scatter its inhabitants—
2 it will be the same
for priest as for people,
for the master as for his servant,
for the mistress as for her servant,
for seller as for buyer,
for borrower as for lender,
for debtor as for creditor.
3 The earth will be completely laid waste
and totally plundered.
The Lord has spoken this word.

4 The earth dries up and withers,
the world languishes and withers,
the heavens languish with the earth.
5 The earth is defiled by its people;
they have disobeyed the laws,
violated the statutes
and broken the everlasting covenant.
6 Therefore a curse consumes the earth;
its people must bear their guilt.
Therefore earth’s inhabitants are burned up,
and very few are left.
7 The new wine dries up and the vine withers;
all the merrymakers groan.
8 The joyful timbrels are stilled,
the noise of the revelers has stopped,
the joyful harp is silent.
9 No longer do they drink wine with a song;
the beer is bitter to its drinkers.
10 The ruined city lies desolate;
the entrance to every house is barred.
11 In the streets they cry out for wine;
all joy turns to gloom,
all joyful sounds are banished from the earth.
12 The city is left in ruins,
its gate is battered to pieces.
13 So will it be on the earth
and among the nations,
as when an olive tree is beaten,
or as when gleanings are left after the grape harvest.

14 They raise their voices, they shout for joy;
from the west they acclaim the Lord’s majesty.
15 Therefore in the east give glory to the Lord;
exalt the name of the Lord, the God of Israel,
in the islands of the sea.
16 From the ends of the earth we hear singing:
“Glory to the Righteous One.”

But I said, “I waste away, I waste away!
Woe to me!
The treacherous betray!
With treachery the treacherous betray!”
17 Terror and pit and snare await you,
people of the earth.
18 Whoever flees at the sound of terror
will fall into a pit;
whoever climbs out of the pit
will be caught in a snare.

The floodgates of the heavens are opened,
the foundations of the earth shake.
19 The earth is broken up,
the earth is split asunder,
the earth is violently shaken.
20 The earth reels like a drunkard,
it sways like a hut in the wind;
so heavy upon it is the guilt of its rebellion
that it falls—never to rise again.

21 In that day the Lord will punish
the powers in the heavens above
and the kings on the earth below.
22 They will be herded together
like prisoners bound in a dungeon;
they will be shut up in prison
and be punished after many days.
23 The moon will be dismayed,
the sun ashamed;
for the Lord Almighty will reign
on Mount Zion and in Jerusalem,
and before its elders—with great glory.

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Chapter 1 The Order

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I lean over the worn pages of the Book of Revelation, the text crackling softly beneath my fingertips. My mind races, following the intricate patterns and symbols woven throughout. “The first step in approaching the Book of Revelation is to understand the flow of prophecy,” I murmur to myself, my eyes narrowing in concentration. “The first theory is that John put all the Old Testament prophecies in chronological order.” With a careful hand, I trace the connections between the ancient prophecies and the vivid imagery in Revelation. The pieces start to align in my mind like a complex puzzle slowly coming together. “If we consider the if-then clauses in each prophecy,” I say aloud, “we can start to unravel their meaning for us today.” The room around me fades away as I immerse myself in the text, letting logic and reason guide me through the labyrinthine passages of Revelation. “Science tells us that patterns repeat themselves,” I continue, my voice steady. “If we apply that principle here, we can see how these prophecies may manifest in our modern world.” I sift through verses and chapters, each one a clue waiting to be deciphered. The words on the page seem to shimmer with hidden meaning, waiting for someone to unlock their secrets. “Faith alone is not enough,” I declare firmly, my gaze unwavering. Only God can reveal the Truth, I say. “We must use logic and reason to interpret these prophecies into a language we can understand today.” As I delve deeper into the text, a sense of clarity washes over me. The prophecies no longer seem distant or enigmatic but instead feel like pieces of a grand puzzle waiting to be solved. “By following the threads of logic woven throughout these prophecies,” I say with conviction, “we can uncover their true significance for our time.” I sit back in my chair, the weight of centuries-old mysteries resting on my shoulders. The journey through Revelation has only just begun, but with science, logic, and faith as my guides, I am ready to unravel its secrets one verse at a time.
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I pore over the passages from Isaiah 24, absorbing the grim picture it paints of devastation and ruin. The earth, once teeming with life and joy, now lies desolate and barren. The words resonate with a sense of impending doom, a warning that cannot be ignored. “As Isaiah foretells, the Lord’s devastation of the earth will spare no one,” I mutter, my mind racing to connect the dots between prophecy and reality. “It will be a time of reckoning for all, regardless of status or wealth.” The vivid imagery of destruction unfolds before me like a macabre tapestry, each verse painting a darker picture than the last. The earth withers and languishes, cursed by the sins of its inhabitants. “The consequences of disobedience are clear,” I declare, my voice tinged with a hint of solemnity. ” The earth will be purged of its defilement, and only a few will be left to witness the aftermath.” The once-vibrant city now lies in ruins, its streets empty and silent. The joyous sounds of merrymakers have been replaced by cries of despair and gloom. “It is a stark reminder of what awaits those who turn away from righteousness,” I say, my tone firm. “The treacherous will face their own betrayal, caught in a web of terror and snare.” As I reach the end of the passage, a shiver runs down my spine at the foreboding words. The warning is clear: judgment will come swiftly and without mercy to those who do not heed the signs. “Woe to those who ignore the signs,” I murmur, my heart heavy with the weight of impending doom. “The time is near, and we must be prepared for what is to come.” With a deep breath, I close the Book of Revelation, its pages whispering of mysteries yet to unfold. The path ahead is fraught with peril, but armed with logic and faith, I am ready to face whatever lies ahead. See, the Lord is going to lay waste the earth and devastate it; he will ruin its face and scatter its inhabitants it will be the same for priest as for people, for the master as for his servant, for the mistress as for her servant, for seller as for buyer, for borrower as for lender, for debtor as for creditor. The earth will be completely laid waste and totally plundered. The Lord has spoken this word. By using the passage in Isaiah, we can see that the church is being prepared to enter into the tribulation, and it won’t be easy for anyone on earth. “I see now,” I murmur, my brow furrowed in concentration. ” The signs are clear, pointing towards a time of great trial and tribulation for all who dwell on this earth.” The words of Isaiah echo in my mind, painting a stark picture of the chaos and devastation that will soon unfold. The church, the body of believers, stands on the brink of a harrowing journey through the fires of tribulation. “We must be steadfast in our faith,” I assert, a steely resolve in my voice. ” The path ahead will be fraught with challenges and hardships, but we must hold fast to our beliefs.” The warning signs are everywhere, etched in the fabric of prophecy and revelation. The earth trembles under the weight of impending judgment, its inhabitants unaware of the storm brewing on the horizon. “The church will be tested like never before,” I continue, my words measured and deliberate. ” But through logic and faith, we will navigate the trials that lie ahead.” As I contemplate the gravity of the situation, a sense of urgency grips my heart. The time for preparation is now, for the tribulation waits for no one, its arrival inevitable as the turning of the heavens. “We must ready ourselves,” I declare, my gaze unwavering. ” For what is to come will shake the very foundations of our beliefs, challenging us to stand firm in the face of adversity.” With a deep breath, I steel myself for the trials ahead, knowing that with logic as my guide and faith as my shield, I will persevere through the darkness that looms on the horizon.

Chapter 2 The Church is in Exodus Revelation 1-3

Chapter 3. Iraq is taken over by the Antichrist 

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As I pore over the verses detailing the arrival of the man of lawlessness, a sense of foreboding settles over me. The words paint a chilling picture of deception and betrayal, a sinister figure poised to lead many astray. “He will exalt himself above all that is called God,” I murmur, my mind racing to comprehend the magnitude of such audacity. “Proclaiming himself as a deity within God’s own temple, the pinnacle of blasphemy.” The gravity of the situation weighs heavy on my soul, knowing that the forces of darkness are at work, laying the groundwork for the ultimate deception. “Satan’s hand is at play here,” I declare, my voice firm with conviction. “Using signs and wonders to beguile those who have strayed from the path of truth.” The tendrils of deceit snake through every word, every promise of power and glory meant to ensnare the unwary and unfaithful. “Those who reject the truth will be led astray,” I continue, a sense of urgency creeping into my tone. ” Their hearts hardened against righteousness, they will fall victim to the powerful delusion sent by God Himself.” The looming threat of condemnation hangs like a shadow over those who have turned away from the light, their souls lost to wickedness and deceit. “We must remain vigilant,” I assert, a steely resolve in my gaze. ” For when the lawless one is revealed, we must stand firm in our faith, unwavering in our devotion to the truth.” With a heavy heart, I steel myself for the trials that lie ahead, knowing that the battle between light and darkness will soon reach its climax. The hour is late, and the forces of evil gather their strength for the final confrontation that will shake the very foundations of faith. But armed with logic and faith, I stand ready to face whatever comes my way, unwavering in my resolve to stand firm against the tide of deception and betrayal that threatens to engulf us all. Daniel 7 gives us a clue that it happens when the books are opened in Chapter 4 of Revelation. “After that, in my vision at night I looked, and there before me was a fourth beast—terrifying and frightening and very powerful. It had large iron teeth; it crushed and devoured its victims and trampled underfoot whatever was left. It was different from all the former beasts, and it had ten horns. “While I was thinking about the horns, there before me was another horn, a little one, which came up among them; and three of the first horns were uprooted before it. This horn had eyes like the eyes of a human being and a mouth that spoke boastfully. “As I looked, “thrones were set in place, and the Ancient of Days took his seat. His clothing was as white as snow; the hair of his head was white like wool. His throne was flaming with fire, and its wheels were all ablaze. A river of fire was flowing, coming out from before him. Thousands upon thousands attended him; ten thousand times ten thousand stood before him. The court was seated, and the books were opened. The vision of the fourth beast, with its iron teeth and ten horns, haunts my thoughts as I delve deeper into the mysteries laid out before me in the Book of Revelation. The power and terror it embodies, a harbinger of chaos and destruction, send shivers down my spine. “And then,” I mutter to myself, the words of Daniel 7 echoing in my mind, “another horn emerges, small but boastful, uprooting three others in its path. Eyes like a human, a mouth spewing arrogance.” As I contemplate the significance of this vision, a sense of unease settles over me. The imagery painted in such vivid detail speaks of a power beyond comprehension, a force set to challenge even the mightiest. But it is the scene that unfolds next that truly captivates my attention. The Ancient of Days, radiant and majestic, taking His rightful place among the thrones set before Him. His presence commands reverence, His very essence a beacon of purity and righteousness. “His clothing white as snow, hair like wool,” I recite, my voice filled with awe. ” His throne engulfed in flames, a river of fire flowing forth.” The sheer magnitude of the moment leaves me breathless, as thousands upon thousands gather in His presence, an army of divine beings ready to heed His command. And then, as if in a solemn declaration of authority, the books are opened. “The books,” I whisper, a realization dawning upon me. “The key to unlocking the mysteries laid bare before us, a revelation waiting to be unveiled.” With bated breath, I await the revelations hidden within those sacred pages, knowing that within their depths lie the answers to the questions that have plagued my mind. The stage is set, the players assembled, and as the court is seated, I prepare myself for the truths that are about to be revealed. My conclusion is that Daniel 7 and Revelation chapter 4 are one in the same.

Chapter 4 The Antichrist

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The question of which countries fall under the sway of the antichrist lingers in my thoughts like a shadow, whispering of impending doom and devastation. Drawing parallels between ancient prophecies and modern geopolitics, I ponder the significance of the regions foretold to succumb to his rule. Daniel’s presence in Babylon, encompassing present-day Iraq, Syria, and Jordan, serves as a poignant reminder of the intricate tapestry woven by fate and divinity. As I sift through the fragments of history and scripture, logic guides me to a startling revelation. “Iraq,” I murmur, the word heavy with implication. ” A nation steeped in turmoil and strife, its lands fertile ground for manipulation and subjugation.” The echoes of ancient Babylon reverberate through the annals of time, a harbinger of the chaos to come as the antichrist extends his reach over the war-torn lands. The allure of peace and unity, shrouded in deception and false promises, lures the unsuspecting masses into his grasp. “American weapons,” I muse, connecting the dots with a sense of grim certainty. ” A nation influenced and entangled by foreign powers, ripe for exploitation by those who seek dominion overall.” The antichrist’s message of divinity and self-deification rings like a siren’s call to those who yearn for power and purpose. The seductive promise of godhood within reach, a tantalizing prospect that threatens to ensnare even the most steadfast souls. “Choose good, become god,” I repeat the mantra, each word heavy with implications. ” A dangerous creed that sows the seeds of discord and delusion among the vulnerable and lost.” As the pieces of the puzzle align before me, I steel myself for the trials that lie ahead, knowing that the fate of nations hangs in the balance. The stage is set, the players assembled, and with a heavy heart, I brace myself for the unfolding of events that will shape the course of history itself.

Chapter 5 Jesus is Called to deliver the people from slavery to evil.

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I stand in awe as the vision unfolds before me, the weight of the moment pressing down like a leaden cloak. The scroll, sealed with seven seals, lies in the right hand of the one who sits on the throne, a testament to mysteries untold and truths veiled. A mighty angel’s voice pierces the silence, challenging the heavens and the earth to reveal one worthy to break the seals and unveil the secrets within. But all is met with silence, a void of worthiness that leaves me trembling with despair. Tears blur my vision as the realization dawns that no one in all creation can unlock the scroll’s secrets. Desolation grips my heart, threatening to consume me whole until a voice breaks through the darkness. “Do not weep,” an elder consoles me, his voice a beacon of hope in the darkness. “Behold, the Lion of the tribe of Judah, the Root of David, has prevailed. He alone is worthy to reveal what is sealed.” My eyes turn to see a Lamb, bearing scars of sacrifice, standing amidst heavenly beings in a display of majesty and humility intertwined. Seven horns crown its head, seven eyes reflecting divine wisdom and grace. With reverence, the Lamb approaches the throne, taking the scroll from the grasp of the Almighty. A symphony of praise erupts as celestial beings bow in adoration, their voices blending in harmonious worship. “You are deemed worthy,” they sing, voices rising in celestial chorus. “By your blood, you have redeemed humanity from every corner of creation. You have made them kings and priests unto our God.” The heavens resound with praise as countless angels join in exultation, declaring the Lamb’s worthiness to receive all power and glory. Every creature joins in the anthem of adoration, acknowledging the Lamb’s sovereignty over all. In this moment of divine revelation and worship, Logic’s deduction crystallizes into certainty: Jesus reigns supreme over the tribulation, his authority unchallenged and his mercy boundless. My logic says Moses was a reflection of Jesus. The exodus of the seven church’s is painful but people are enslaved to evil and Jesus is Worthy to deliver people from evil. Even if it takes tribulation, signs and wonders to deliver them. The Word Became Flesh In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was with God in the beginning. Through him all things were made; without him nothing was made that has been made. In him was life, and that life was the light of all mankind. The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it. There was a man sent from God whose name was John. He came as a witness to testify concerning that light, so that through him all might believe. He himself was not the light; he came only as a witness to the light. The true light that gives light to everyone was coming into the world. He was in the world, and though the world was made through him, the world did not recognize him. He came to that which was his own, but his own did not receive him. Yet to all who did receive him, to those who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God— children born not of natural descent, nor of human decision or a husband’s will, but born of God. The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the one and only Son, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth. John testified concerning him. He cried out, saying, “This is the one I spoke about when I said, ‘He who comes after me has surpassed me because he was before me.’” Out of his fullness we have all received grace in place of grace already given. For the law was given through Moses; grace and truth came through Jesus Christ. No one has ever seen God, but the one and only Son, who is himself God and is in closest relationship with the Father, has made him known. As I stand in the presence of the Lamb, the words of John echo in my mind, illuminating the connection between the past and present, between Moses and Jesus. The exodus of the seven churches mirrors the liberation of the Israelites from bondage, a journey fraught with trials and tribulations. The truth of John’s gospel reverberates in my soul, resonating with the logic that guides my understanding. In the beginning was the Word, and in this moment, that Word stands before me, embodied in the Lamb who was slain yet lives. Through him, all things were made, and through him, all shall be redeemed. John, the witness to the light, becomes a herald of hope in a world shrouded in darkness. The true light shines forth, illuminating the path to salvation for all who choose to believe. Those who receive him are granted a new birth, not of human lineage but of divine origin. The Word becomes flesh, dwelling among us as a beacon of grace and truth. In his glory, we witness the revelation of God’s love made manifest in human form. Through him, grace supplants the law given by Moses, ushering in a new era of redemption and forgiveness. As John’s testimony echoes through the ages, I see the threads of history intertwining with prophecy. The Lamb’s sacrifice becomes a bridge between past and future, offering salvation to all who heed his call. And in this moment of divine revelation, I stand in awe of the Word made flesh, whose light pierces the darkness and offers hope to a world in need of redemption.

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Chapter 6 War Between the Usa, Russia and China

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The first seal is broken, and a white horse emerges, its rider adorned with a crown and a bow. The air crackles with anticipation as the living creature calls out in a voice like thunder, beckoning the conqueror to come forth. The scene unfolds before me like a vivid painting, each detail etched into my mind with clarity. As the second seal is opened, a fiery red horse gallops onto the stage of prophecy, its rider given power to sow discord and bloodshed across the earth. The large sword in his hand gleams with malevolent intent, a harbinger of violence and chaos. With the third seal broken, a black horse appears, its rider holding scales symbolizing scarcity and famine. The voice among the living creatures echoes with dire pronouncements of inflated prices for basic sustenance, a grim reminder of the consequences of scarcity. The fourth seal reveals a pale horse, its rider named Death, followed by Hades. They are granted power over a fourth of the earth, unleashing death through sword, famine, plague, and wild beasts. The scale of devastation is staggering, a grim reminder of mortality’s inevitable grip. As the fifth seal is broken, my gaze falls upon the souls under the altar, martyred for their faith and allegiance to God. Their cries for justice reverberate through the heavens, their white robes a symbol of purity and patience in the face of suffering. The revelation stirs a deep sense of foreboding within me as their plea for vindication hangs heavy in the air. My logical mind churns with the weight of these unfolding events, seeking patterns and connections within the tapestry of prophecy. The wars foretold in ancient texts echo through my thoughts, painting a stark picture of conflict and devastation on a global scale. The toll of lives lost reverberates through history’s pages, a chilling reminder of humanity’s capacity for destruction. The Old Testament prophecies resonate with the unfolding vision before me, their warnings of war and tribulation finding eerie parallels in the seals being broken. The stage is set for cataclysmic events to unfold, each seal unraveling a new chapter in humanity’s reckoning with divine judgment. Judgment Against the Nations Come near, you nations, and listen; pay attention, you peoples! Let the earth hear, and all that is in it, the world, and all that comes out of it! The Lord is angry with all nations; his wrath is on all their armies. He will totally destroy[a] them, he will give them over to slaughter. Their slain will be thrown out, their dead bodies will stink; the mountains will be soaked with their blood. My logic sees that countries are at war here and most likely a nuclear conflict because of the damage. Is America the white horse? Was America given a crown on the 9/11 event? Are there opposing forces to America? Russia and China align against America. Is Russia and China the Red Horse? My mind races. Are the martyrs in the 5th seal churches who gave their lives to witness? As I delve deeper into the text, the words of judgment reverberate in my mind like a solemn drumbeat. The Lord’s anger is palpable, his wrath a tempest brewing on the horizon. The nations stand on the precipice of destruction, their armies poised for a cataclysmic reckoning. The vision of nations in turmoil unfolds before me, a tapestry of chaos and conflict woven with threads of devastation. The stench of death hangs heavy in the air, the mountains stained crimson with the blood of the fallen. The imagery is stark, a chilling reminder of the cost of war and the toll it exacts on humanity. My logical mind sifts through the prophetic words, seeking patterns and connections that may unlock their hidden meanings. The white horse, symbolizing conquest and dominion, beckons questions that demand answers. Was America crowned with power on that fateful day of 9/11, a harbinger of its rise to prominence on the world stage? The red horse gallops into view, its fiery presence a stark contrast to the white horse’s gleaming crown. Are Russia and China the opposing forces foretold in ancient texts, aligning against America in a bid for supremacy? The stage is set for a global showdown, a clash of titans that threatens to engulf the world in flames. As my thoughts race ahead, I ponder the significance of the martyrs in the fifth seal. Are they the faithful witnesses who sacrificed their lives for their beliefs, standing as beacons of light in a world shrouded in darkness? The connection between past and present grows clearer, each seal a piece in a larger puzzle that hints at a future fraught with uncertainty. The pieces of prophecy align with eerie precision, painting a portrait of conflict and turmoil that spans generations. The march toward judgment continues unabated, each nation called to account for its actions in the grand tapestry of divine justice. God’s Day of Vengeance and Redemption Who is this coming from Edom, from Bozrah, with his garments stained crimson? Who is this, robed in splendor, striding forward in the greatness of his strength? “It is I, proclaiming victory, mighty to save.” Why are your garments red, like those of one treading the winepress? “I have trodden the winepress alone; from the nations no one was with me. I trampled them in my anger and trod them down in my wrath; their blood spattered my garments, and I stained all my clothing. My logic concludes that this is God’s way of taking on evil and bringing people to Him. He who calls on the Name of the Lord will be saved. A white robe to all who call upon His name. As I continue to unravel the intricate tapestry of prophecy, the words of judgment ring in my ears like a solemn dirge. The imagery of God’s Day of Vengeance and Redemption unfolds before me, each verse a vivid brushstroke painting a portrait of divine retribution. The promise of salvation rings clear and true, a call to all who would seek refuge in His name. The vision of white robes bestowed upon those who call upon the Lord’s name shimmers before me like a guiding light in the midst of turmoil and tribulation. The promise of redemption offers solace in the face of impending judgment, a glimmer of hope amidst the gathering storm. My logical mind races to unravel the mysteries laid bare before me, seeking understanding in the midst of divine revelation. Each word spoken carries weight and significance, pointing towards a future fraught with challenge and transformation.

2 billion people perish over the next 2.5 years 

Chapter 7 The Rouge Planet Disaster

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I watched as he opened the sixth seal. There was a great earthquake. The sun turned black like sackcloth made of goat hair, the whole moon turned blood red, and the stars in the sky fell to earth, as figs drop from a fig tree when shaken by a strong wind. The heavens receded like a scroll being rolled up, and every mountain and island was removed from its place. The world trembled beneath the weight of the unfolding prophecy, each cataclysmic event sending shockwaves through the fabric of reality. The air grew heavy with an otherworldly stillness, a prelude to the chaos that would soon engulf all. In the wake of destruction, fear gripped the hearts of all who beheld the signs in the heavens. The kings of the earth, the princes, the generals, the rich, the mighty, and everyone else sought refuge in the bowels of the earth, their cries echoing through the desolate landscape. “Fall on us and hide us from the face of him who sits on the throne and from the wrath of the Lamb!” their voices rose in desperation, a chorus of despair that reverberated through the mountains and valleys. The inevitability of divine judgment loomed large, casting a shadow over all who dared defy the will of the Almighty. As Logic parses through the events unfolding before me, a stark realization dawns. This is no mere earthly upheaval but a cosmic event beyond human comprehension. The intricate dance of stars and planets mirrors a divine plan set in motion long before time began. The magnitude of what is transpiring leaves me awestruck, my logical mind struggling to grasp the full implications of what I witness. This is no ordinary moment in history but a turning point that will shape the fate of all creation. Logic looks for references in the Old Testament. The earth is broken up, the earth is split asunder, the earth is violently shaken. The earth reels like a drunkard, it sways like a hut in the wind; so heavy upon it is the guilt of its rebellion that it falls—never to rise again. logic sees that the object causes the earth to wobble and the object causes the tectonic plates to move. I dive into the depths of the Old Testament, seeking parallels to the cataclysmic events unfolding before me. The words echo in my mind like a haunting melody, painting a vivid picture of destruction and chaos. “The earth is broken up, the earth is split asunder, the earth is violently shaken,” I mutter to myself, tracing the lines of prophecy with a meticulous eye. The imagery is stark, the language foreboding, a warning written in the ancient texts. As I continue to decipher the ancient words, a chilling realization dawns upon me. The earth reels like a drunkard, it sways like a hut in the wind; so heavy upon it is the guilt of its rebellion that it falls—never to rise again. The weight of centuries of sin and defiance bears down upon the trembling planet, a reckoning long overdue. In the midst of chaos, a pattern emerges before my eyes. The object causing the earth to wobble, to shudder in its foundations, is not mere chance or happenstance. It is a force beyond mortal understanding, a cosmic mechanism set in motion by powers unseen. The tectonic plates shift and grind against each other with a terrible fury, reshaping the very surface of the earth. The ground quakes beneath my feet, a visceral reminder of the fragility of existence in the face of cosmic forces beyond our control. As I piece together the fragments of prophecy and reality, a sense of urgency grips my soul. The unraveling of creation is not a random occurrence but a meticulously orchestrated symphony of divine design. The end is near, and with it comes judgment swift and unyielding. Logic thinks this is too large of an object to be a comet or asteroid. Is this a rogue planet with a comet tail behind it? I gaze up at the celestial spectacle unfolding before me, my mind racing to make sense of the chaos reigning down upon the earth. The enormity of the object hurtling through space defies all logical explanation. This is no ordinary comet or asteroid; its sheer size and magnitude suggest a different origin, a different purpose. As I observe the celestial body, a thought begins to form in the recesses of my mind. Could this be a rogue planet, a wanderer cast adrift in the vast expanse of the cosmos? Its comet tail trailing behind it like a ghostly apparition, a testament to its long and lonely journey through the void of space. The idea takes root in my logical mind, unraveling the mystery before me like a thread through a labyrinth. A rogue planet, untethered from any solar system, drifting through the vast reaches of space. The implications are staggering, the possibilities endless. I scour the ancient texts for any mention of such celestial phenomena, seeking guidance in the words of prophets long gone. The answer eludes me, hidden behind layers of symbolism and allegory. But one thing is clear: this is no natural occurrence but a harbinger of something far greater. The rogue planet’s presence in our solar system heralds a time of reckoning, a cosmic alignment that will shape the destiny of all creation. Its comet tail stretches across the sky like a fiery serpent, its path illuminated by the light of a thousand suns. I analyze the trajectory of the rogue planet, tracing its path through the heavens with a meticulous eye. There is a precision to its movements, a calculated intent that belies its chaotic appearance. This is not a random event but a carefully orchestrated dance of celestial bodies, each playing their part in a cosmic drama unfolding before my very eyes. The realization dawns upon me like a thunderclap. The rogue planet is not just a wandering stranger in our midst but a harbinger of doom, a herald of cataclysmic events yet to come. Its presence in our solar system signals the beginning of the end, a final chapter in the epic saga of creation itself. Ezekiel tells us where the first impacts are. In Northern Israel East Europe and Russia are invading from the north due to nuclear fallout. This takes place 7 months before the 7 year reign of the Antichrist. Now logic can calculate the path of the destruction. This day over 5 billion will perish on the earth but many will be in heaven as they call upon the name of the Lord in their last breath. Ezekiel 39 tells us where the first impacts are. In Northern Israel East Europe and Russia are invading from the north due to nuclear fallout. This takes place 7 months before the 7 year reign of the Antichrist. Now logic can calculate the path of the destruction. This day over 5 billion will perish on the earth but many will be in heaven as they call upon the name of the Lord in their last breath. As I analyze Ezekiel’s words, a map of destruction unfolds in my mind’s eye. The invasion from the north, a tide of chaos and devastation sweeping across the land like a relentless storm. East Europe and Russia, once distant powers, now converge on Northern Israel with a ferocity born of desperation and despair. The nuclear fallout spreads like a malignant shadow, casting a pall over the earth as the first impacts reverberate through the heart of civilization. The landscape is scarred by war and conflict, a testament to the folly of man and the consequences of his actions. Logic unravels the grim calculus of destruction, calculating the path of devastation with a precision that chills the soul. The toll is staggering, unimaginable in its magnitude. Over 5 billion souls perish on that fateful day, their lives snuffed out in an instant of fire and fury. But amidst the chaos and despair, a glimmer of hope remains. Many will find solace in their final moments, calling upon the name of the Lord as they draw their last breath. Their voices rise in a chorus of faith and redemption, a testament to the enduring power of belief in the face of overwhelming darkness. The world teeters on the brink of annihilation, its foundations shaken to their core by forces beyond mortal comprehension. The end is near, a specter looming on the horizon with inexorable certainty. And yet, amid the ashes of destruction, a flicker of light remains, a beacon of hope in a world consumed by darkness.

Chapter 8 Salvation

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I see the angels, one after the other, coming to the scene. Their presence is strong, commanding attention. The first four angels stand tall at the corners of the earth, holding back the winds. It’s like time has frozen, waiting for the next move. Then, a new angel appears from the east, carrying the seal of the living God. His voice echoes through the air as he commands the other angels not to harm the land or sea until the servants of God are marked with a seal on their foreheads. As I listen, I hear the number of those sealed – 144,000 from all the tribes of Israel. Each tribe is called out, 12,000 sealed from each. The precision is striking, like a well-orchestrated plan unfolding before my eyes. But it doesn’t end there. A vision appears before me of a vast multitude, countless in number, from every nation and language. They stand before the throne and the Lamb, clothed in white robes and holding palm branches. Their voices rise in unison, declaring praises to God who sits on the throne. The sight is awe-inspiring, overwhelming in its magnitude. Angels surround the throne, elders and living creatures bowing in reverence. It’s a scene of pure worship and adoration. An elder turns to me and asks about those in white robes. I can only respond that he must know the answer. And he explains that they are the ones who have endured tribulation and found redemption through the blood of the Lamb. Their future is bright and hopeful. They will dwell in God’s presence, never hungering or thirsting again. The Lamb will guide them to eternal springs of living water, wiping away every tear from their eyes. As I witness this vision unfolding before me, I see the intricate design of God’s plan at work. It’s a tapestry of redemption and salvation woven with precision and care. Logic intertwines with faith as I unravel the mysteries laid out before me in Revelation. I am surprised at the greatness of this earthquake! 19 In my zeal and fiery wrath I declare that at that time there shall be a great earthquake in the land of Israel. The fish in the sea, the birds in the sky, the beasts of the field, every creature that moves along the ground, and all the people on the face of the earth will tremble at my presence. The mountains will be overturned, the cliffs will crumble, and every wall will fall to the ground. 21 I will summon a sword against Gog on all my mountains, declares the Sovereign Lord. Every man’s sword will be against his brother. My logic has ruled out a comet because it couldn’t produce the gradational pull needed to move the tectonic plates nor could an asteroid. The only solution is a planet or moon in the path of the earth with a comet tail. I am beginning to understand how bad this is for everyone on earth. If people would turn from evil this could all be avoided. The ground beneath me shakes violently, as if the earth itself is in turmoil. I witness the sheer power of the earthquake as everything trembles in its wake. Birds scatter from the skies, fish thrash in the seas, and every living creature on land quivers in fear. It’s a scene of chaos and destruction, a display of nature’s unyielding force. In the midst of it all, I hear a voice speaking with authority, declaring the coming of this great earthquake in the land of Israel. The mountains bow to its might, cliffs crumble like sand, and walls that once stood strong now lay in ruins. It’s a sobering reminder of the power that lies beyond our control. As I stand amidst the upheaval, my mind races with possibilities. Logic guides me to eliminate certain explanations for such a catastrophic event. A comet or asteroid wouldn’t have the gravitational pull necessary to trigger such widespread devastation. It must be something larger, something monumental in scale. My thoughts lead me to consider the idea of a planet or moon crossing Earth’s path, its comet tail wreaking havoc on our world. The implications are dire, the consequences far-reaching. I begin to grasp the gravity of the situation unfolding before us. The Sovereign Lord’s words echo in my mind, foretelling a sword summoned against Gog on all mountains. A chilling prophecy of man turning against man in a time of chaos and upheaval. It’s a grim reminder of the darkness that can consume humanity when faced with such calamity. I realize now the urgency of it all, the importance of turning away from evil to avoid such impending doom. The choices we make now will determine our fate in the days to come. The weight of responsibility hangs heavy in the air as I grapple with the reality of what lies ahead for us all.

Chapter 9 The trumpets

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The air hums with anticipation as the seven angels position themselves, each ready to sound their trumpets. I feel a sense of foreboding settle over me, knowing that each blast will bring forth a new wave of destruction. The first angel raises his trumpet, and with a resounding blast, hail and fire rain down from the heavens. The mixture of blood taints the sky as the earth is engulfed in flames. A third of the land is scorched, trees reduced to ash, and all the vibrant green grass consumed by the inferno. My mind races, connecting the dots between this catastrophic event and the invasion of Israel that precedes the rise of the antichrist. The wall of fire blazes across continents, devouring Europe, Africa, and parts of Russia in its fiery path. It’s like a deadly dance of destruction unfolding before my eyes. I draw on my knowledge of science and logic to trace the trajectory of devastation that lies ahead. The impact of the comet’s tail will bring about a cataclysmic event, akin to the Jupiter impacts referenced in scientific studies. The patterns align with eerie precision, like pieces of a puzzle falling into place. The words of Revelation echo in my mind, guiding me through this maze of chaos and calamity. Salvation is not just a distant hope but a tangible reality for all who turn to the Lord in their hour of need. The promise of redemption shines like a beacon in the darkness, offering solace in the midst of impending doom. As I stand witness to this unfolding tragedy, I am reminded of the fragility of life and the fleeting nature of our existence. The time for reckoning is at hand, and only those who seek refuge in faith will find sanctuary amidst the chaos that sweeps across the world. The second angel sounded his trumpet, and something like a huge mountain, all ablaze, was thrown into the sea. A third of the sea turned into blood, a third of the living creatures in the sea died, and a third of the ships were destroyed. My logic sees the world turn and the Atlantic Ocean is exposed to a large burning object. All that is written shows God predicted this through His prophets. I couldn’t find a reference in the old testament so John is adding to the timeline important events in order that they occur. The destruction is vast and indiscriminate, leaving no corner untouched by its wrath. My mind races to make sense of this new devastation, to unravel the threads of prophecy woven into this catastrophic event. The Old Testament offers no clues to this particular vision, leaving me to rely on John’s words to guide me through this maze of destruction and despair. God’s hand moves in mysterious ways, shaping the world according to His divine plan. The unfolding of these events is not mere chance but a carefully orchestrated symphony of chaos and judgment. The timeline stretches before me like a roadmap of doom, each trumpet blast marking a step closer to the final reckoning. As I ponder the implications of this latest catastrophe, a chill settles over me. The world teeters on the brink of oblivion, each trumpet blast bringing us one step closer to the edge. The future looms uncertain, shrouded in darkness and despair as we hurtle toward an unknown fate. My logic dictates that these events take place in an 8 hour period so I combine the events as one event of devastation. The next event will take place in North America. The third angel sounded his trumpet, and a great star, blazing like a torch, fell from the sky on a third of the rivers and on the springs of water, the name of the star is Wormwood. A third of the waters turned bitter, and many people died from the waters that had become bitter. The fourth angel sounded his trumpet, and a third of the sun was struck, a third of the moon, and a third of the stars, so that a third of them turned dark. A third of the day was without light, and also a third of the night. My logic dictates that these events must occur within an eight-hour span, converging into one continuous onslaught of chaos and destruction. The waters turn bitter, tainted by its toxic touch. Many succumb to its poisoned embrace, their lives snuffed out by the very source of sustenance that once nurtured them. The fourth angel’s trumpet sounds, casting a pall of darkness over the sun, moon, and stars. A third of their radiance fades, plunging the world into a shadowed realm. Day blends into night in an endless twilight, where darkness reigns unchallenged by the feeble flicker of celestial bodies. The balance of nature is upended, as if the very fabric of reality is unravelling before my eyes. The symphony of destruction plays out with grim precision, each note a harbinger of doom echoing through the corridors of time. The weight of impending judgment hangs heavy in the air, a palpable sense of foreboding that grips my soul. I struggle to make sense of these cataclysmic events, to find meaning in the madness that engulfs the world. The Book of Revelation unfolds like a macabre tapestry, each thread woven with threads of suffering and despair. As I bear witness to this relentless march towards oblivion, I can only wonder what lies ahead in this dark journey through the realms of judgment and retribution. The path is fraught with peril, each step a test of faith and fortitude in the face of overwhelming adversity. My Logic thinks A deep impact similar to Yellowstone National park exploding, engulfs the Americas with plumes of ash causing the fresh water supplies to turn bitter. Meanwhile Israel is burring the dead. The deep impact echoes through the land, reminiscent of Yellowstone National Park exploding in a cataclysmic eruption. The Americas are engulfed in plumes of ash, blotting out the sun and casting a shadow over the once-vibrant landscape. The air is thick with the acrid scent of destruction, as fresh water supplies turn bitter under the weight of devastation. I watch in horror as rivers run black with ash, their once-clear waters tainted by the fallout of destruction. The very lifeblood of the land is poisoned, a grim reminder of the fragility of existence in the face of nature’s wrath. My logic strains to make sense of this latest catastrophe, to find order amidst the chaos that reigns supreme. As I grapple with the implications of this new disaster, my attention is drawn to Israel. The land of prophecy is a stark contrast to the ravaged Americas, where a somber scene unfolds. Israel is a nation in mourning, burying the dead with solemn reverence. The air is heavy with grief, mingling with the scent of freshly turned earth as the fallen are laid to rest. The juxtaposition between the desolation of one land and the mourning of another is a stark reminder of the fragility of life and the inexorable march of time. As I stand witness to these twin tragedies, I am reminded of the interconnectedness of all things, how each action reverberates across the tapestry of existence. Israel’s solemn ritual speaks to a deeper truth, a recognition of loss and remembrance in the face of overwhelming sorrow. The dead are laid to rest with reverence, their passing marked by a solemnity that transcends words. In this moment of quiet reflection, I find solace amidst the chaos that threatens to consume us all. This is what the Lord Almighty says: “In those days ten people from all languages and nations will take firm hold of one Jew by the hem of his robe and say, ‘Let us go with you, because we have heard that God is with you.’ A prophecy unfolds before me, Logic sees that people are warned ahead of time and seek safety in Israel. What is now a land of war will become a land of safety. The antichrist role is to bring a peace to the middle east to protect Israel. I am consumed by the weight of the prophecy, the words of Zechariah echoing in my mind like a haunting refrain. The vision of ten people from all corners of the earth seeking refuge in Israel tugs at something deep within me, a glimmer of hope amidst the chaos that surrounds us. As I gaze upon the war-torn landscape of Israel, I see a future where this land will transform from a battleground into a sanctuary. The role of the antichrist, shrouded in deceit and manipulation, will paradoxically bring about a semblance of peace to the Middle East. His actions, though born of deception, will inadvertently create a shield that protects Israel from the storm raging around it. The threads of prophecy weave a tapestry of intrigue and uncertainty, each twist and turn revealing a glimpse of what is yet to come. The convergence of nations upon Israel, drawn by the promise of God’s presence among His chosen people, speaks to a deeper truth hidden within the chaos of these tumultuous times. I feel a surge of determination welling up within me, fueled by the knowledge that even in the darkest hour, there is light to be found. The beacon of hope shines bright amidst the shadows of despair, guiding those who seek refuge in faith and righteousness. As the world hurtles towards its reckoning, I cling to this glimmer of hope like a lifeline in the storm. The whispers of prophecy guide my steps, leading me down a path fraught with peril and uncertainty. Yet, I press on with unwavering resolve, knowing that the hand of God guides me through this labyrinth of chaos and destruction. The future may be uncertain, but one thing remains clear: faith will be my anchor in the storm that lies ahead.

Chapter 10 Stinging Insects

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The fifth trumpet’s ominous sound reverberated through the air, signaling the arrival of a star fallen from the heavens. As I gazed upon this celestial intruder, a sense of foreboding crept over me. The star held within it the key to the Abyss, a gateway to untold horrors. With a deafening roar, the Abyss was opened, unleashing billows of thick, dark smoke that shrouded the sun and sky in an eerie haze. From within this choking fog emerged a swarm of locusts, their arrival heralding a time of torment and suffering. These were no ordinary insects; they were twisted creatures with power akin to scorpions, sent to wreak havoc on those without the seal of God. Their sting brought excruciating pain, driving their victims to the brink of despair as they longed for death’s release, only to be denied. The appearance of these malevolent beings was as unsettling as their actions. They bore crowns of gold upon their heads and faces that eerily resembled those of humans. Their hair flowed like that of women, and their teeth gleamed like those of lions. Clad in breastplates of iron, they moved with a thunderous intensity, their wings creating a cacophony reminiscent of charging armies. Each locust was armed with a stinger, capable of inflicting torment for months on end. Overseeing this horde was the angel of the Abyss, known by the ominous titles of Abaddon and Apollyon, the Destroyer. My logical mind raced to make sense of this plague of locusts, their appearance and purpose intertwined with the intricate tapestry of prophecy. The connection between these events and the ongoing tribulations in the Americas became clearer as I delved deeper into the mysteries of Revelation. With each revelation, a piece of the puzzle fell into place, guiding me towards a deeper understanding of the divine plan unfolding before my eyes. The time had come for judgment to be passed, for humanity to face the consequences of its actions in this turbulent age.

Chapter 11 The Invasion

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The sixth trumpet’s ominous blast shattered the silence, its echoes reverberating through the air. As the sound faded, a voice emanated from the four horns of the golden altar before God. It commanded the sixth angel to unleash the four angels bound at the great river Euphrates. In that moment, a surge of power rippled through the heavens as the four angels, kept in readiness for this precise hour, were set free to wreak havoc upon humanity. A chilling realization gripped me as I understood the magnitude of their impending actions, ordained to bring about the deaths of a third of mankind. The scene unfolded before me like a surreal nightmare. An army of mounted troops, numbering beyond comprehension, galloped forth with an unstoppable force. Their breastplates gleamed in fiery red, dark blue, and yellow hues of sulfur, a menacing sight to behold. The horses they rode bore heads resembling lions, and from their mouths spewed forth fire, smoke, and sulfur—a deadly trifecta of destruction. A third of humanity fell victim to these relentless plagues, succumbing to the unforgiving wrath unleashed upon them. As I observed this catastrophic vision, a profound sense of despair washed over me. The power of these infernal horses lay not only in their mouths but also in their tails, each ending in serpentine heads that inflicted further agony upon those they struck. The unfolding chaos painted a grim picture of humanity’s plight. Despite the devastation wrought upon them, many refused to repent of their sins. They persisted in worshiping demons and idols of gold, silver, and stone—blinded by their own vices and unwilling to seek redemption. The reasons behind this apocalyptic exodus and the actions of these people remained shrouded in mystery. As my logical mind grappled with the unfolding events, a sense of urgency gnawed at me. The time for reckoning had arrived, and the consequences of mankind’s choices were being laid bare in the most harrowing manner imaginable. An Army of Locusts 2 Blow the trumpet in Zion; sound the alarm on my holy hill. Let all who live in the land tremble, for the day of the Lord is coming. It is close at hand— 2 a day of darkness and gloom, a day of clouds and blackness. Like dawn spreading across the mountains a large and mighty army comes, such as never was in ancient times nor ever will be in ages to come. 3 Before them fire devours, behind them a flame blazes. Before them the land is like the garden of Eden, behind them, a desert waste— nothing escapes them. 4 They have the appearance of horses; they gallop along like cavalry. 5 With a noise like that of chariots they leap over the mountaintops, like a crackling fire consuming stubble, like a mighty army drawn up for battle. 6 At the sight of them, nations are in anguish; every face turns pale. 7 They charge like warriors; they scale walls like soldiers. They all march in line, not swerving from their course. 8 They do not jostle each other; each marches straight ahead. They plunge through defenses without breaking ranks. They rush upon the city; they run along the wall. They climb into the houses; like thieves they enter through the windows. Before them the earth shakes, the heavens tremble, the sun and moon are darkened, and the stars no longer shine. The Lord thunders at the head of his army; his forces are beyond number, and mighty is the army that obeys his command. The day of the Lord is great; it is dreadful. Who can endure it? Rend Your Heart “Even now,” declares the Lord, “return to me with all your heart, with fasting and weeping and mourning.” Rend your heart and not your garments. Return to the Lord your God, for he is gracious and compassionate, slow to anger and abounding in love, and he relents from sending calamity. Who knows? He may turn and relent and leave behind a blessing— grain offerings and drink offerings for the Lord your God.  Blow the trumpet in Zion, declare a holy fast, call a sacred assembly. Gather the people, consecrate the assembly; bring together the elders, gather the children, those nursing at the breast. Let the bridegroom leave his room and the bride her chamber.  Let the priests, who minister before the Lord, weep between the portico and the altar. Let them say, “Spare your people, Lord. Do not make your inheritance an object of scorn, a byword among the nations. Why should they say among the peoples, ‘Where is their God?’” Joel speaks to me! God is using war to bring people out of slavery. God is Great. Who can Endure the “Day of the Lord”. My logic fails me I fall before the Lord weeping for such pain. In that moment of reckoning, a profound realization washed over me. The day of the Lord had arrived, and none could stand against his wrath. In my despair, I felt a stirring within my soul—a call to return to him with all my heart, to seek forgiveness and redemption in the face of such overwhelming calamity. Tears streamed down my face as I embraced the truth revealed in Joel’s words. In this tumultuous sea of war and destruction, God’s mercy shone like a beacon of hope. His compassion knew no bounds, offering solace amidst the chaos that engulfed us all. My logic reveals that China won the war but lost the fight of nuclear fallout and it devastated the land and now they invade India because the Nations are no more! I stand amidst the ruins, the acrid stench of smoke and destruction filling my nostrils. The aftermath of the nuclear fallout is evident in the scorched earth and twisted remnants of buildings that stand as grim reminders of a cataclysmic event. China’s victory in the war was undeniable, but their triumph was hollow, for the price they paid was dear. The fallout from the nuclear weapons unleashed had left their land barren and uninhabitable, a stark testament to the devastating power of such weaponry. As I analyze the situation, it becomes clear that China’s actions were driven by desperation—a bid for survival in a world torn apart by conflict and chaos. Their invasion of India, once a sovereign nation, is a grim reminder that in this new reality, borders hold no meaning. Nations have crumbled, their structures shattered beyond repair. The once vibrant landscapes now bear witness to the scars of war, a tapestry of destruction that stretches as far as the eye can see. As I observe this grim tableau, a sense of foreboding grips my heart. The world as we knew it is no more, replaced by a brutal landscape where only the strongest survive. In this bleak reality, my logic tells me that there are no winners, only survivors clinging to a thread of hope in a world teetering on the brink of oblivion.

Chapter 12 The Bride

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I stood in awe as the mighty angel descended from heaven, his presence commanding attention. His robes billowed like clouds, a rainbow framing his head like a divine halo. His face shone like the sun, and his legs glowed like pillars of fire. In his hand, he held a small scroll, open for all to see. As the angel planted his feet upon the sea and land, a deafening roar erupted from his mouth, reverberating like a lion’s call. The seven thunders spoke in response, their voices shaking the very foundations of the earth. I reached for my pen to transcribe their words, but a voice from heaven halted me, commanding that the thunders’ message remain sealed. The angel raised his right hand to the heavens, swearing by the eternal Creator of all things. He declared that time was running out, that the final days were upon us. The completion of God’s plan was imminent, fulfilling the prophecies spoken through generations. A voice from heaven instructed me to approach the angel standing over sea and land. With trembling hands, I asked for the little scroll he held. His words struck me like a thunderbolt as he commanded me to consume it—to taste its sweetness and endure its bitterness. Taking the scroll from his hand, I obeyed without hesitation. As it touched my lips, its flavor exploded in my mouth like honey, a sweetness that lingered. But as it settled in my stomach, a sharp bitterness spread through me, turning my insides sour. The angel’s words echoed in my mind as I grappled with the conflicting sensations within me. The taste of revelation lingered on my tongue, a mixture of joy and anguish that left me unsettled. The weight of what was to come pressed down on me, a burden I knew I must bear. With a heavy heart and a mind filled with uncertainty, I prepared to fulfill my destiny—to prophesy once more to the nations and kings of the world. Logic dictated that my role was far from over in this unfolding saga of divine intervention and human destiny. Matthew 24:39-41 they knew nothing about what would happen until the flood came and took them all away. That is how it will be at the coming of the Son of Man. Two men will be in the field; one will be taken and the other left. Two women will be grinding with a hand mill; one will be taken and the other left. My logic says The bride of Christ is ready to enter Heaven. One comes to God one stays on earth. Blessed is he who calls upon the name of the Lord. The scroll is sweet as honey for the Bride is presented to the father in heaven, but bitter because the earth receives her king. Babylon is now complete with ten Islamic and Jewish nations combined. I clutched the scroll in my hand, its weight a constant reminder of the task ahead. The words of the ancient text resonated in my mind, intertwining with the prophecies unfolding before me. The imagery of two men in the field, one taken and the other left, mirrored the imminent division that would sweep across the earth. My logic parsed through the verses of Matthew 24:39-41, dissecting the symbolism embedded within. The separation of the chosen from the forsaken, a stark reminder of the impending judgment awaiting mankind. As I pondered the fate of those destined to remain on earth, a sense of sorrow washed over me. The bitterness of their reality juxtaposed against the sweetness of the bride’s ascent to heaven. The convergence of nations foretold in Babylon’s completion sent shivers down my spine, a coalition forming against all odds. The intricacies of fate unfolded before me, each piece fitting into place like a grand puzzle. The bride of Christ stood poised for her union with the divine, while the earth braced for upheaval and turmoil. The scroll in my hand symbolized both hope and despair, a dichotomy that weighed heavily on my soul. With each passing moment, the world drew closer to the brink of transformation. The choices made by individuals would shape their destinies, determining whether they would be taken or left behind. My role as a messenger of truth had never been more crucial, my voice a conduit for the revelations that would guide humanity through its darkest hour. I steeled myself for what lay ahead, knowing that my journey was far from over. The scroll whispered secrets of things to come, urging me to embrace my calling with unwavering resolve. As I gazed out into the horizon, uncertainty mingled with determination in my heart, propelling me forward into the unknown future that awaited us all. The scroll is sweet like honey because the “Bride of Christ” is presented to the Heavenly Father, but bitter because Satan is cast down and the earth receives her king. Ten Nations Islamic and Israel will be joined as one for the reign of the Antichrist Revelation 11 through 19. The work of the Church and the Holy Spirit are finished in Chapter 10. The Two witnesses are left behind to testify of Christ as the King of Kings and Lord of Lords, there is no other witness.

 

Chapter 13 The Timeline

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As I stood in front of the small group gathered in the dimly lit room, I could feel the weight of their expectations pressing down on me. They were eager, hungry for answers that seemed just out of reach. ” Many in religion have tried to interpret Revelation only to fail or create a new breed of followers,” I began, my voice steady. ” Ones without logic.” “In order to resolve the timeline in Revelation, Daniel will be our resource along with Ezekiel,” I continued, pacing back and forth as I spoke. “A formula will appear in which all peoples can understand Revelation. Science, logic, and faith will take us to a new understanding of God’s purpose in Revelation.” Today marked the beginning of a journey, a quest for truth that had been shrouded in mystery for centuries. The room was filled with a hushed anticipation, each person hanging on my every word. I took a deep breath and looked out at the expectant faces before me. ” Today I begin the task of revealing the mysteries of the Bible,” I declared, feeling a surge of determination coursing through me. The group murmured amongst themselves, some nodding in agreement while others exchanged skeptical glances. But I knew that with perseverance and unwavering dedication to the truth, we could unlock the secrets hidden within the ancient texts. “Let us delve into the words of Daniel and Ezekiel,” I said, my voice ringing out with conviction. “Let us seek the convergence of science, logic, and faith to illuminate the path before us.” With that, I knew that our journey had only just begun. The road ahead would be fraught with challenges and obstacles, but I was confident that together, we could uncover the truths that had eluded so many before us. Mysteries are only revealed when they are about to happen. The Lord said to me: “What they say is good. I will raise up for them a prophet like you from among their fellow Israelites, and I will put my words in his mouth. He will tell them everything I command him. I myself will call to account anyone who does not listen to my words that the prophet speaks in my name. These are the words from God. if not heard the tribulation will come quickly. Logic tells me As I stood before the eager faces in the room, I could feel a sense of anticipation building in the air. The weight of their expectations pressed down on me as I prepared to unveil the truths hidden within the ancient texts. “Mysteries are only revealed when they are about to happen,” I began, my voice ringing out with conviction. ” The Lord said to me: ‘What they say is good. I will raise up for them a prophet like you from among their fellow Israelites, and I will put my words in his mouth. He will tell them everything I command him.'” The room was silent, hanging on my every word as I continued. “I myself will call to account anyone who does not listen to my words that the prophet speaks in my name. These are the words from God. If not heard, the tribulation will come quickly.” I paused for a moment, letting the weight of those words sink in. The gravity of the message was clear – the time for revelation was at hand, and those who did not heed the words of the prophet would face dire consequences. “Logic tells me,” I continued, my mind racing with the implications of what lay ahead. The convergence of science, logic, and faith was more crucial now than ever before. It was a delicate balance, one that would lead us to the truth hidden within the scriptures. The group before me listened intently, their expressions a mix of curiosity and apprehension. They knew that our journey was only just beginning, and that the path ahead would be fraught with challenges and revelations beyond their wildest imaginations. But with faith as our guide and logic as our compass, I knew that we were ready to face whatever trials lay ahead. The time for enlightenment was upon us, and together we would uncover the mysteries that had long been shrouded in darkness.

Chapter 14 Two Witnesses

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The Two Witnesses. I was given a reed like a measuring rod and told to measure the temple of God and the altar, with its worshipers. But I was to exclude the outer court; it had been given to the Gentiles, who would trample on the holy city for 42 months. The two witnesses were appointed, clothed in sackcloth, to prophesy for 1,260 days. They stood as “the two olive trees” and the two lampstands, before the Lord of the earth. If anyone tried to harm them, fire came from their mouths, devouring their enemies. They possessed the power to shut up the heavens so that rain ceased during their prophecy; they could turn waters into blood and strike the earth with plagues at will. When their testimony was complete, the beast from the Abyss emerged, attacking and overpowering them, eventually killing them. Their bodies lay in the public square of a city figuratively called Sodom and Egypt, where their Lord had been crucified. For three and a half days, people from all corners of the earth gazed upon their bodies, refusing them burial. The inhabitants gloated and celebrated over their torment. After three and a half days, the breath of life from God entered them. They stood on their feet, striking terror into those who witnessed this miraculous event. A loud voice from heaven beckoned them to come up, and they ascended to heaven in a cloud as their enemies watched in disbelief. At that very hour, a severe earthquake shook the land. A tenth of the city crumbled, seven thousand perished, and survivors trembled in fear, giving glory to the God of heaven. The sign of the three and one half days is signifying the middle of the antichrist reign. Peace is taken away and the antichrist seeks to mark every man, woman and child as his property. In this passage we have a 7 year timeline about the antichrist’s rule three and one half years where the prophets witness outside the temple grounds and three and one half years of rule with the seven bowl judgement to come. Revelation Chapter 11 shows the 7 years of antichrist reign three and one half years the Two witnesses Chapter 11 three and one half years of Satan’s rule Chapters 12 through 19

 

Chapter 15 Summary

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The world has suffered a loss of 99.5 % of its population.

The middle east has been spared and now come under the rule of The Antichrist

The rule last only 7 years Revelation 11-19

In the first 3 1/2 years there is peace until the temple in Israel has been built

Satan is cast down from heaven and into the stricken Antichrist who rises and

sits in the temple Declaring himself to be god.

He kills the two witnesses before entering the temple to show his power.

There are now 3 1/2 years left and it is a reign of terror upon which judgement falls.

 

This is the interpretation of Revelations as given through visions and dreams to me.

I speak of what I have been told and from what I have seen.

God is faithful to give a witness before judgement all this could be avoided if you

would come to God now!

Prayer of Salvation

Dear Heavenly Father.
I pray for peace on the earth.
I pray these things will not happen.
I give my life to you.
I believe in Jesus.
Cleanse me from darkness now and
Fill me with Your spirit.
Enter me, Complete Me
Make me Your temple of peace.
Make me a witness.
Teach me to speak against
hate and violence.
Teach me to love others and
pray for peace in the hearts of others

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