10 March 2024

As reveled to me by Christ:

Lately, Jesus has been giving me many dreams and visions; then, my wife, sometimes oldest daughter and I (The Forum) will work through them with Jesus for further clarification and confirmation.  I don’t want to be wrong about these things.  A couple nights ago, I see the Whore of Babylon, riding on a red dragon as the song by ABBA, “Dancing Queen,” is playing in the background.  I wake up, the song is still playing loudly in my head and I record what I’ve seen and heard so I can take to Jesus in my Forum.  We meet with Him and Jesus shows me The Whore of Babylon riding a Dragon and she’s yelling at peasants like they’re dogs.  I see a mighty warrior approaching and Jesus tells me, “I will rescue My people.”

We approach Jesus concerning the dream and He tells me, “I want you to see.”  I shut down my physical sight, go to the spiritual and narrate to Jesus and my wife what I see, “I see her riding the dragon, almost like a bull rider would ride a bull, but in slow motion.  She’s wearing a red dress,” but the dress I see is akin to what I perceive as a Medieval Queen’s attire, not modern, not ancient, something like the picture I’ve provided. 

I continue, “Her dress is frilly around the neck, maybe furry and the dress is mostly red with a little purple.”  I continue describing what I’m seeing, “She’s wearing jewelry and holding a chalice of blood.  I see she’s attractive, but there’s an uneasy feeling about her.”  Jesus replies, “She’s appealing to the eye” and I see that her slow-motion bull riding is sexual in nature; as a movie would depict a beautiful woman, in a country bar scene, riding a mechanical bull.  Jesus adds, “Seductive.  Appealing to the flesh” and He shows my wife Eve, standing in the Garden with an apple.  My wife describes what she’s seeing, “I’m seeing that the apple is as appealing to Eve as you are describing the woman to be on the dragon.”  Jesus says, “There’s a correlation here.  Troy, put that in your pocket” and we move back to the dragon.

I go back to the Whore of Babylon, riding this dragon and explain to Jesus, “Her face is changing.  She’s gone from a happy, seductive, blood drinking whore to an angry one.  She’s directing her anger downward, like below her feet” and I see people, like peasants, poor farmers, surrounding the Whore of Babylon and the dragon.  “She’s yelling at them,” I explain, “as if they’re dogs.  She reminds me of a snooty queen yelling at the disgusting peasants to get away from her, like she’s too good for them” and my wife hears the word, “Defiled.”  Suddenly, I’m either interrupted by infiltrated thoughts, or by those of my own and I have to stop and go to my King.

I explain, “I’m looking at this whore and my mind went crazy, Jesus.  I started thinking that You are creating these stories to amuse Yourself.  Like, You’re playing some kind of game with my thoughts.”  He replies, “Twisted truth.  False narrative.”  Then He allows me hear what she’s saying to the crowd.  She’s twisting their minds with the lies she’s yelling.  He confirms, “She’s yelling at My people, feeding them a false narrative.  She wants to lead My people astray and turn them against Me.  Some will listen to her” and my wife feels His sadness as He’s speaking.  He takes us back to Eve, in the Garden, “Eve was given a twisted truth,” He says, “A false narrative.  She was led astray” and we go back to the dragon.

Jesus’ tone changes as He tells us, “The dragon is quite magnificent isn’t it.  They mutilated my creation.  My intentions.”  By this I understand that the dragon is not Satan.  During a conversation with Jesus a couple years ago, discussing The Book of Revelation, He tells me, “As Satan came to Eve in the garden as a snake, he will come in the future as a dragon” and I put it together.  This is both literal and allegorical.  He is so right, the dragon I see is quite magnificent and, as I watch, I see his one neck and head split into many.  I didn’t count how many necks and heads.  Perhaps I should have, but I know it was many.    

I look away from the dragon and back toward the people.  Their arms are stretched out toward the woman, like “Feed me.”  They’re dirty, hungry and thirsty and Jesus says, “Oppressed.”  I mention to Him, “They don’t look angry, Sir.  They look sorrowful, like beggars” and I realize, “They’re looking for You, Sir.”  Jesus replies, “They hunger and thirst, but they cannot find My word, or hear it.”  In a previous meeting with Jesus, He tells me “A time is coming that they will not be able to find My Word” and I ask, “Is this vision with the Harlot the time when Your word is taken away?”  He answers, “Yes” and I feel a mighty warrior approaching.

I look and see a large horse, with a warrior on it.  There’s a magnificent feeling that comes with this warrior.  I see armor, like a knight would wear at a medieval jousting tournament, the helmet is closed and he’s wielding a jousting lance in front of him as he charges forward.  I can’t recognize this warrior and ask Jesus, “Is that You, Sir?”  He says through my wife, “It will be I,” but she explains, “The ‘I’ in that sentence feels more like the ‘I Am that I Am.’”  I continue to narrate what I’m seeing back to Jesus, “I see the people turning toward the Warrior, turning to You.  The whore is mad, Sir.  The dragon is rearing up on his hind legs, as if to prepare for Your attack.  The people are getting behind You, for Your protection.  I see You jousting your lance into the dragon’s chest,” but the Whore of Babylon is not killed.”  I also observe, “I see her running in the other direction, Sir.  She’s getting away” and He responds, “Retreating.  It’s not quite time for that yet.” 

I understand that the lance, the rod, is a tool; like, it has dual purpose.  It separates, protects and disciplines, but not unto death.  The dragon is wounded and the Whore of Babylon is fleeing.  Jesus explains to me, “I see she’s dropped her chalice.”  I agree and add, “Yes, it’s in the dirt.  The blood spilled out onto the dirt.  She left it.  What happens to that blood sir?”  He doesn’t respond, so I take a stab at the answer, “It cries out?”  My vision, then, changes to the dirt and I’m not in control of this one as I am the others.  Before I had the ability to look around as I wanted, but now He’s taken over, such as a pilot’s instructor would take control of the flight simulator.  I see the blood spilled out of the chalice and my vision goes down into the earth, almost like a cross section, but I’m seeing it from within.   

I’m looking through the Earth, the Blood is absorbing down into the soil and I see demons, waiting for it, licking it; their feeding on it.  “Life is in the blood,” comes to my mind and I see that Jesus is carrying some people who used to be amassed around the Whore of Babylon.  Most are following on foot, but some are left behind and looking confused.  I feel the ones left behind are torn, as if to be thinking, “Do I follow the woman or that Knight?”  When I see this, Jesus tells me, “These are deceived and confused,” but He has the majority and tells me, “I will rescue My people.”