22 February 2024

Lately, Jesus has been bringing the majority of my work through dreams.  Two nights ago I had a very complex dream and last night Jesus wanted to work on one part of it with me and my wife.  In one part of this dream I’m at a golf course, I go into the clubhouse and into a conference type, meeting area.  I’m greeted by a couple of men and they introduce me to a woman I explain my wife as, “The woman in the colorful dress.”  As they introduce her to me, she walks out of the shadows and into the light where I’m standing.  In this writing I will explain how Jesus cleanses a combat veteran from a poisonous toxin.  He tells me, “Look Closer” and I see a fat-bodied, red being with a smashed face and a dragon feasting on the souls of men.

As my wife and I are talking to Jesus, I recognize this woman as the “target” of my work.  I do the work, find she’s a human spirit, works for an elemental spirit with three parts – I hate dealing with these spirits – and I find her to be apathetic concerning salvation and her eternal destination.  I call angels to sweep her to Jesus’ feet, snatch the elemental spirit, deafen him while I do the work with Jesus, break his hold on my mother’s bloodline, myself and then push the Blood forward cleansing my wife and children.  My wife says, “I don’t usually hear these spirits when you’re dealing with them, but when you put them in that vault and threw them into the bottomless pit, I heard them saying, ‘Wait! No!  What are you doing,” as if it were a plea.  They didn’t want to go where you sent them.”  Amazing. 

I ask Jesus if He’s satisfied.  He avoids the question and brings up another topic.  He wants me to look back into that room again; the one in the dream, where I met the woman in the colorful dress.  This process takes a while; it’s hard for me, so I will give you the short version.  He says, “Something else is there” while communicating to me through my wife.  He wants me to concentrate on seeing while He speaks through her.  He tells me, “What do you see?”  I can only see the people who presented themselves to me in the dream, no one else.  He tells me, “Someone else is there.”  I scan the room, but I cannot see anyone else.  He says, “Look closer” and I focus on the woman in the colorful dress.  She morphs into a frog-like being, hunches over but I see into her chest and my sight goes through her.  Jesus asks me, “What do you see?”  I see a silhouette figure: tall, dark and devoid of attributes.  He assures me I’m on the right path and encourages me to “Look closer.  Think without thinking” and the statement blows my mind.  I begin laughing, “How can one think without thinking?” and I see the dark silhouette morph into a Superman figure, but in Clark Kent form, very handsome and muscular with glasses.  Jesus calls out, “Deception,” I know I’ve been infiltrated and go back to the dark figure again.

I’m back to looking at this dark, motionless, silhouette figure and I see a speck of light, in the area where an eye would be.  I move toward the eye, go into the eye and I start going down, like I’m in an elevator but I’m not.  I’m being lowered into a crag area, rocky, reddish and smokey.  He asks me, “What do you see?”  I’m at the bottom, looking around and see a fat bodied, red being with a smashed looking face.  He looks something like this image I found, only this guy was red, smokey and somewhat indistinguishable around the head and neck area.  Jesus encourages me to “Keep looking” and I see scales form on it’s back, like a dinosaur.  Then a tale. Then the face begins to form and I recognize, “It’s a dragon.”  I see wings and I’m watching this dragon move around in its environment; Hell, so wild. 

Jesus challenges me to “Look closer.  What’s his name?”  I’m thinking, “How could I know this,” but I see something around his neck.  At first, I think it’s a gold chain, like a rapper would wear.  Then, I think, “Perhaps it’s a linked chain attaching the dragon’s name around his neck.”  I begin to receive names that begin with the letter “A.”  I feel, “Abathar,” then “Abaddon,” and more, but neither of these is correct.  I look without looking and see “Anthrax.”  The dragon’s name is Anthrax. It’s not a chain. It’s as if his name’s been etched into his body, on his chest area.

Jesus then asks me, “What is he doing?”  I focus in and notice, “He’s eating something, Sir.”  Jesus says, “What’s he eating?”  I don’t know how I know this answer, but I tell Him, “He’s eating people’s souls.”  He says, “Yes.  Whose soul is he eating?”  I make a couple guesses, but, in my heart, I feel from the beginning it’s mine.  After a few incorrect answers, I ask, “Is he eating my soul, Sir?”  He is!  The dragon’s eating my soul.  I ask, “How did this happen?”  My wife gets the word, “Inoculation” and I move straight to “The Jab,” but it turns out I’m wrong again.  Jesus says, “How does this relate to you?” but my family’s non-vax.  I scan my life, retrospectively and remember when my unit was preparing to go to the Middle East, on operation.  We had to be injected with two serums; of which, no one knew what they were.  It’s part of the deal. When you make that oath to the US Military, your body belongs to them.  Like it or not, you’re taking that vaccination.  Upon joining the Armed Services, I signed contracts and agreements, giving myself to their cause.  I signed my rights away and they did with me what they pleased.  I knew if I rejected the vaccination, I could be Article 15’ed, under the UCMJ; punished, court martialed, or kicked out.  There was no question, I was taking it.  I was actually excited for deployment. 

Everything’s starting to come together.  Since my time in the US Military, we’ve learned the inoculations included anthrax, among other things.  Anthrax is the name of this demon and I’ve given him authority to feast on my soul.  Jesus asks me a profound question at this moment, “Do you want [this piece of] your soul back?”  I’m laughing, “Of course I do!”  I ask, “How do I do it?”  He replies lightly, “Like you do everything else.”  So, I ask forgiveness for giving myself away so inexpensively, telling Him, “You’re the only source for my wellness and protection.”  I rebuke the inoculations, renounce the deal I made with Anthrax through the military, through the vaccination, cut him out of my Areas of Dominion and command my soul parts, and everything Anthrax stole from me, back and lay it at Jesus’ feet for Him to redistribute as He feels necessary.  Afterwards, I ask Jesus, “Can You give me a Blood transfusion, Sir?”  He says “Yes,” so I transfuse my Blood with His, as it relates to Anthrax, and clean up my wife and children; their genetics, my children hold my DNA and my wife and I are one flesh.  We flush out the poisons, toxins and pathogens of the vaccination. 

I ask Jesus, “Do you want an altar, Sir?”  He says “Yes” and to name it “Protection,” because it’s at this altar I will meet Him for His protection from anything threatening to my body, spirit or soul.  One doesn’t need a vaccine when giving the authority to protect to Jesus.  It’s when we trust in outside sources for our protection that we run into trouble.  The black silhouette, in the dream, the one I entered hell through its eye, that was me!  I was the other person in the room.  Jesus had me look through the eye of my own soul to see the dragon, Anthrax, feasting on it.  I ask Jesus if I can save all the souls the dragon’s eating.  He says, “No, they have their own free will.”  So, you are responsible and have the authority to free yourself from the effects of the pathogens and toxins put in the vaccinations being offered to you through whatever source.  You can do the work as I have in this article.  Let Jesus lead you, give yourself over to the Holy Spirit and if you have any problems, you can contact me and I can help you.