25 October 2024

On 15 May 2024 I hear in a dream, “Fragmented spirits found in…”  I wake, make note, and go back to sleep.  My wife and I take what I’ve heard to Jesus.  He takes me deep into a mountain.  We find children who are being abused and murdered, ritually.  Jesus goes on a rescue mission and The Father leaves a message for the world.  Today is 26 October 2024 and The Father tells me, “Write this to those who are weary.”

Before I write my experience and His message, I want the reader to know how much the topic of Satanic Ritual Abuse (SRA) means to me.  I’ve worked with many coming out of this life, some generational and some bloodline, but what happens to the children is what affects me the most.  The stories of abuse and trauma are more than most can listen to and I have a heart for freeing all He allows me to work with.  Despite my heart and ambition, not all can get out, whether because of programming, fear, torment, stalking or by whatever means, I don’t know, but I’ve worked with SRA victims from all over the world, in the physical realm and other.  I want to appeal to the reader, approach this writing with an open mind.  These experiences are not typical and barely heard of in the Church.  Jesus is intensifying His mission as we draw closer to, and have entered, a new age.  Our near future is when the spiritual meets the physical, again, and all things will be revealed.  I’m so excited He’s allowing me to write this experience to you and I pray you’ll accept it with an open mind and heart.

As Revealed to me by God, The Father and Christ Jesus, His Son:

When I hear the words, “Fragmented spirits” I have an idea this will be some sort of rescue mission.  My wife and I take the dream to Jesus, I hear the word “Distain.”  My spiritual eyes open, I see the back of His shoulder and we’re in a very dark place.  As I do, when in these places, I grab ahold of Jesus to ensure I don’t get swept away by something evil.  It’s very dark, I have ahold of Jesus’ robe and ask, “Is this You, Sir?”  His voice comes back, “It’s not Me.”  I release the robe immediately, ask forgiveness, cleanse my hands with the Blood and ask, “Where are these fragmented spirits at, Sir?”  Jesus answers, “Be patient.   Let’s deal with the one before you.  You’ve been infiltrated.  You know the one.”  He put’s “Jezebel” in my mind and tells me, “Pull her up.” 

I pull up The Jezebel, from the bottom of the pits of Hell, overwhelm her and ask, “How did you get in here?”  She responds sarcastically, “You let me in.  Your distain!”  I had just listened to a message from one I care about, but Jezebel’s been attacking me through this woman lately.  When I listen to her voice message, it makes me sick of her.  I’m frustrated and angry at this woman I care for very much.  She’s almost like family and that’s all Jezebel needs to gain access to me and attack me.  I ask Jesus to forgive my distain toward this woman, we do the work and I remove Jezebel out the way.  She’s gone, Jesus cleanses me, I grab His robe, we’re in a totally different setting and I understand we’re getting ready to infiltrate her kingdom. 

The darkness is gone, I can see and we’re walking up the side of a mountain.  Snow is everywhere, there’s trees and rock, and I see a cave opening.  We walk in the cave and He stops.  I ask Him why He stops and He says, “I want you to look around.”  I concentrate, the scenery comes into focus and I see what I understand to be underground military bases.  Even though I see large, heavy equipment, I don’t see any people.  I try to focus back in on Jesus again, but I’ve lost Him.  I cry out, “Did I leave you?”  I hear, “Yes” and begin to see Him in front of me again.  We walk through the wide open, fully electric, high ceiling places with all the heavy equipment and move into a smaller area.  In this area there’s rails and I see a small transport car for humans or coal, something a couple of people can get into and travel the rails to wherever they go.  Jesus gets in, looks at me as if to say, “Come on,” so I get in the car and grab onto His back, like a backpack on a schoolchild.  The car begins to move and, I know this is a vision, but I actually feel the cold in this tunnel.  The car rail is like a roller coaster: up, down, to the left and to the right and we go deep into the mountain. 

The rail car comes to a stop.  We get out and I see a little stream of water rolling down the pathway we’re on.  We’re deep in this mountain.  He’s following this stream down a cave-type hallway, very rocky, and I start seeing people, or other beings.  Maybe both.  When I start seeing living beings I immediately start looking for cells in the rock.  He’s taken me to Hell many times and I’ve seen cells in these same rocky looking places, like a prison, but this cave walkway opens into a large flat, wide-open place, fully lit.  This place looks like a large airplane hangar to me.  I know we’re not in Hell and I’m beginning to see a large number of small children.  The children are all in white clothes, like pajamas, and they all have a single Teddy Bear.  I ask Jesus, “What are these children doing in this place?”  He doesn’t answer, we’re standing still and I see someone or something enter the large room with a whip and the children are cowering.  I believe this being is human.  He grabs a couple of the children and is taking them off.  The children are not selected systematically, but randomly.  Jesus gives me a close-up of this being and I begin to see he’s not human. 

At this point, I’m not sure if this place is physical or spiritual.  The one whose grabbed the children I now see fully as a demonized monster and he devours one of the children.  I ask Jesus, “Where did all these children come from, Sir?”  Jesus answers, “They’re bred down here.  Some are captured and brought here.  Most are born into this, right here, in this place.”  I ask who the creature is, but He doesn’t answer and I mention, “These children meet the profile for SRA.”  He immediately gives me a close-up and zooms my vision over to the children and says, “They are.”  I see them all sitting on the flat, rocky, mountain cave floor.  They’re all spaced, close to equal distance from each other.  Most are drawing on the floor with their chalk and others are holding their Teddy Bear, some sucking their thumbs, but all are isolated from one another and I feel they’re not allowed to speak. 

I begin to look around the vast opening and I can see red handprints on the walls; the same bloody handprint that’s used on a volleyball in the movie “Castaway.”  Also, the same handprint was fashionably displayed as Lady GaGa gives her acceptance speech at the 2009 VMAs.  The bloody handprints are symbols of Satanic Ritual Abuse.  Their kingdom proudly displays the symbols of their murders and sacrifices as normal humans ignorantly cheer (worship) and purchase their products (fund their kingdom).  As I look at the bloody handprints, I’m reminded of the torture they put these children through as their killing them to drink their blood and steal their youth.  I move to confirm my thoughts with Jesus and He adds, “This is a factory.  This isn’t a holding tank.  They’re producing food” and He tells me, “You’re correct.”  We move into another place, outside of the main, open floor with all the children and I see a ritual taking place.  These beings are not demonic, these are human and I see them pealing the skin off the children while they’re still alive.  I see their skin being pealed off the faces and bodies of these children while their tormentors walk round them, taunting them.  They do this to induce fear and pain.  The fear causes an increase in adrenaline and adrenochrome is released from the pineal gland located in the brain.  The human tormentors extract the chemical compound as it’s released and consume it like a drug.  I see the fully possessed human tormentors tossing the dead child on the ground once they’re done, as if the child is a piece of trash.  They then begin eating the flesh and consume the body.  This is their unholy communion.  The height of their blasphemy to God; to destroy innocence and consume it like animals. 

Jesus begins walking and I frantically follow, “Where are You going?”  He answers, “Follow me.  Stay with Me.  We’re going to take these children back.  I see Him gathering the children.  He gets real big and gathers them in his arms, like two nets gathering fish in the sea.  I see He’s got all of them and we fly up, out of the mountain.  We go through the rock just as He entered the upper room when He went right through the walls.  I see us all being lifted up into the heavens, something like a movie would depict the rapture or something.  We arrive in the Throne Room of God and I see The Father.  He’s huge and the children are running all around his huge feet, as if they were just released into a playground.  Kids are everywhere.  As I begin to write this to the reader, I stop to think how silly this must be to imagine, but the floor looks as if it’s cloudy, or there’s a Hollywood smoke machine blowing smoke everywhere.   All I can see is the torsos and little heads of an innumerable number of children.  It’s a fabulous sight, but I’m not celebrating. 

He’s smiling at me with children running all around Him and I know these children are safe.  I’m still angry about what I’ve witnessed in the mountain.  I’m still all business and ask Jesus, “What do we do now, Sir?”  He tells me in my spirit, no words, “Right here, right now, all these children are safe.  That’s what’s important right now,” but I’m not satisfied and ask, “What do we do about that factory in the mountain?”  His facial expression changes and He tells me, “We’re going to blow it up.”  This makes me happy, I agree and tell Him, “That’s what I was hoping you would say.”  I ask Jesus if I can do it, right now, “From here?”  He tells me, “No.  We are going to do it together” and I see that He has a large bag of dynamite in His hand. 

Jesus hands me handfuls of dynamite and gives me the plan, “You take these.  I got these.”  He chose dynamite.  Okay, cool.  Suddenly, we’re back in the mountain, load the dynamite in the rail cart, get in and go back down the track.  We get to the bottom level once more.  He lights our dynamite, we throw it into the large, open space and begin running out the mountain.  The mountain blows as we jump out a cave and land in the snow.  Jesus gets up and knocks the snow off his robe.  He looks up at me and begins smiling.  I ask, “What now, Sir.”  He grabs me and we fly back up to the Throne Room of The Father.  Children are running over to him and grabbing him.  Some are grabbing me.  They’re so happy.  I see their little faces and I begin to become happy as well.  I think I’m relaxed for the first time, but not long and it’s back to business for me, “What’s next Sir?”  He doesn’t answer, but I understand The Father wants to see me.  I walk over to His huge feet.  He reaches down, puts me in his big old hand and it picks me up.  He’s holding me close to his face.  I’m in His beard, but I can’t see His face.  I’m hugging His beard and I see He’s talking to me, but I can’t hear what He’s saying.  I tell Him, “Sir, I can’t hear You, please?”  I don’t know what He adjusted, but now I can hear Him and He says, “You are my son.  I’m proud of you.  What you are doing is changing things.  The way people see Me is changing because of what you’re doing.  They see what you do with Me and what you’ve allowed me to do through you.  You’re allowing Me to do things through you many won’t allow.  I want that all should allow me to work through them like you do.  Can you imagine, if all my people allowed Me to work through them in this way?  Unstoppable.  The Church would be unstoppable, this is why I must make way for My Righteous Ones, My Obedient Ones, so My will can be done on Earth as it is in Heaven.  I’m changing the world through you and others like you, who’ll allow Me to do this work and, together, we will make a place for My people.  This will be hard, because we must overcome the evil that’s been allowed on the Earth for a time.  Keep working.  You are doing well son” and, as He says these things, I’m still moving around in His big old beard.  He puts me back on the ground and tells me, “Share what I’ve told you with the world.  They need to know how My Son works with those who allow Him to work, what brings Me joy and how I use My Obedient Ones to bring about My Kingdom on the Earth.  Write this to those who are weary.   I will pick you up and it will be through you that I do these things.”

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