24 February 2024

WARNING: This article contains adult material. Only suited for adults over the age of twenty-one.

In this article I will describe a dream Jesus gives me and, subsequently, the interpretation He gives both me and my wife the next day.  The scene I find myself takes place at an Island bar, like one would see in a movie, in the Caribbean: grass huts, beach, nice weather and exotic, but with a touch of filth.  There was no bartender, but a man sitting to my left.  I don’t acknowledge this man, then Paris Hilton comes in and sits next to me, to my right.  I think Paris Hilton is pretty, but I’m not impressed with her attitude, I don’t like her and I don’t speak either.  Suddenly, Paris stands and faces me.  We’re both standing and she leans into me and begins kissing me.  My hand goes down her pants and I find my hand touching her private parts, inappropriately.  As we are discussing the dream I explain to my wife, “It’s like I wasn’t happy about the kiss, but I couldn’t stop it.  Like she took control of my body.  I felt indifferent to what’s supposed to be a very intimate situation.” 

As Paris is kissing me, I can both see and feel the inside of her mouth.  She didn’t feel natural and the inside of her was hollow and not fleshy.  I could see the inside of her head, kind of like a barbie doll, as if she wasn’t real, but she was totally animated.  She pulls away from me, begins walking behind the bar, waiving her hand in the air, flippantly, like a beauty queen walking as if she were going someplace important to do something others couldn’t do.  She walks through a doorless tiki hut doorway and into the hut, but I can’t see her any longer because of the angle I’m positioned.  Men begin to show up and form a line at the tiki hut doorway and I know what they’re in line for. 

The men are naked, from the waist down.  Their members are erect, but they’re faces don’t look excited.  I tell my wife these men look almost “dorky,” like stereotypical book worms and computer geeks – no offence to the reader, of course.  I tell her that these men’s penises are unusually large and vary in weird shapes.  I’m going down the line, looking these men up and down, astonished at what I’m seeing and freeze at one man in line who has a penis on his head.  He’s a different color than human, really.  The closest I could compare him to is dark skinned, but not a color I could describe to you; perhaps he was more than one color.  Either way, the penis on his head was almost as if it were candle wax, melted down over his head and eyes with the penis part firmly erect, protruding from his head.  As I write this, I’m laughing, but I wasn’t laughing in the dream.  It was a serious environment and the penis head guy was turned and speaking with the one in line behind him, as one would at a business convention.  This was a weird situation and I knew these men were standing in line to sequentially have sex with Paris Hilton.  

My wife and I begin speaking with Jesus about this dream and this is what He tells us.  Paris Hilton represents the Whore of Babylon.  The men in line, waiting to have sex with her are world leaders: presidents, financial, church, military, etc.  All of these are sold out to her system.  These are all part of the Satanic system.  I ask about the one with the penis melted over his head and Jesus says, “Not human.  Principality” and gives my wife words of a scripture.  I look it up.  It’s Romans 8:38-39 and Jesus is encouraging us and the reader who belongs to Him, “Neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor things present, nor things to come, nor powers, nor height, nor depth. Nor any other created thing will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.” 

I ask Jesus, “Why did I kiss Paris Hilton back?”  He responds in words I’d rather transcribe from my own understanding.  He tells me I’m a part of what they’re doing, because of a system I’ve participated in during my lifetime and I understand that all of us are connected in this way.  There’s no way around it.  He tells me, “The kiss was a taste of that system.”  I ask Him, “Can you separate me from this system?”  He answers, casually, as if it’s easy, “Repent.”  I do the work, renounce the Babylonian System and He walks me through the steps.  I’m still concerned and He assures me, “You didn’t get in line,” as if to say, you showed Me that you don’t belong with them.  I know your heart.     

So, today, before I write this to you, I read the Whore of Babylon in Revelation 17 & 18.  I want to point out some things about this Whore and the times we’re in.  The scripture says the kings of the earth committed acts of sexual immorality with her and became drunk with it.  She sits on a scarlet beast, she’s dressed well, wearing gold and precious stones, and holds a gold cup of abominations.  On her forehead is written, “Babylon the Great, The Mother of Prostitutes and of the Abominations of the Earth.”  She’s high on the blood of His Saints and His witnesses and she says, “I sit as a queen.  I am not a widow and I will never see sorrow.” 

She represents the financial system of the Beast and the merchants of the Earth become wealthy because of her seduction.  All the nations fall to her system, but when she’s destroyed the merchants who belong to her weep. As this is happening, and before – like RIGHT NOW! – a voice yells from heaven, “Come out of her, my people, so you will not participate in her punishment.” 

Reader.  Listen carefully.  Can you hear this voice?  It’s crying out to you from this writing.  He’s crying out to you, “Come out of her My people, so you do not participate in her punishment.”  If you do not take this warning seriously, you will participate in her punishment, because you are tied to her, in the spirit, as I was.  Jesus says, “Come out of her My people and untie yourself from her system as Troy has done.”

You need to get untied from this system, follower of Christ.  You can do it yourself, but if you need guidance, I can help you.