26 February 2025

The Father gives me a dream.  I’m in a restaurant.  I see me as being huge and I’m smashing the food in front of me.  He says, “This food is poisoned” and I see that there’s human parts and blood on the plate that’s been placed before me.  He says, “Their kingdom is constantly eating the death of mankind” and He begins resetting the food supply of the Earth, for His people.  He gives me this dream on 21 December 2024.  I record the dream in my phone, go back to sleep and we take it to Jesus on 13 January 2025.  Today is 26 February 2025 and The Father tells me, “Write this to those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled.”

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

My wife and I take this dream to Jesus and He opens my spiritual eyes.  When my eyes are opened, I see The Father and I standing on His Mountain, in the same place we were, just before we worship Him.  I see us jump off to go where He wants us to go.  I think the “jumping off” is more for my understanding.  I’m sure we’re not really jumping off a mountain.  This change happens when I question “zipping” from one place to the other.  He knows my flesh doesn’t understand the methods of travel in His realm, so He “dumbs it down” for me, I understand this transition and now, we jump off His mountain to get to where He wants to take me.  So, we jump off His Mountain and land in a restaurant. 

When we land, we land at a diner.  This one is like one of those train car-type, silver diners.  I’m not a fan of diners, the food or the environment, but that’s where we are.  The Father and I sit at a table together.  He’s sitting across from me, with His hands folded on the table.  He’s wearing a pure white robe which appears to be embroidered in gold around the neck and waist.  I can’t see His face, because of the light emanating from it, but His light doesn’t’ hurt my eyes.  I can tell He’s smiling at me and I see a waitress approaching from behind Him.  The waitress has one of those beehive hairdos and she’s chewing gum, obnoxiously.  She walks up to our table by the window, gives us menus and walks away. 

I look at The Father and begin laughing, thinking, “If this is how I get to spend time with You that’s cool with me, but we’re not supposed to eat in these places,” just as humans are not supposed to eat in their dreams.  What we eat in our dreams is witchcraft.  I know He knows what I’ve thought, but He doesn’t respond and I see the waitress bringing us food we didn’t order.  She places the order on our table.  It looks like breakfast; an eggs and bacon sort of thing, but she never makes eye contact or says anything.  She turns and walks away; busy, busy, busy, but no one else is in the diner.  He’s just looking at me and not saying anything so I speak up, “What are we doing here, Sir?  I know we’re not eating this food.”  He doesn’t respond and I add, “I want to hear You, Sir.”  Instead of His response, I see three large bat figures fly down from through the roof of this “diner” and land beside our table.  The leader of these bat looking beings says, “You’ve come into our territory” in a tone that sounds accusatory, as if to imply that The Father and I have wondered into their world.  I feel these beings have rights to these areas, to do and say these things; that their accusatory tone is justified, but they’re also worried about the God of all things sitting across from me and they’re being delicate in their approach.  I feel as if they’re exerting their authority, delicately, while trying to figure out why we’re here.  I never say anything, but The Father begins speaking.

The Father instructs me, “My son, tell them we’ve come to take this place back from them” and I begin to recite His words to them, “When I gave this place to you, I gave it to you temporarily and you knew this.  You knew there would be a time I would come back and reclaim this territory.  You’ve had your way for a time, but that time’s now over.  I’m reclaiming this place back to myself.”  He stops there, I’m looking at these man size bat figures and I begin thinking, because of The Father “I know they’re not going to attack.  What can they do.”  I don’t even feel that they’re angry.  I feel as if they’re more worried than anything and ask, “Sir, why are these beings worried?”  He answers me, “These have used this realm, this place, to feed.  This is how they eat.”  I look down at the plate in front of me and, what I thought was breakfast, eggs and bacon, is really human meat and body parts.  I speak rhetorically, “So, they’re feeding off of humanity, Sir.”  He responds, “Yes.  These beings don’t belong to Me.  They belong in Hell, but I’ve allowed them to run free in this place for a time, because of the sin of mankind.  I gave men over to these beings and these beings chose to feast on the spirits of men.  This served my purpose as the sin of mankind grew and grew against Me.  I gave man to that which he loved.  These beings are part of a program that genetically modifies the food of mankind.  Their intentions are to kill mankind, so they can eat.  Their program has achieved its full growth.  There’s not much food left on the Earth that’s not contaminated by their poison.  Mankind is poisoning himself with its own food supply.  I gave mankind perfect food and, over the generations of man, the origins of this food, in all regions of the world, have been given over to the program which these three standing before you work for.  They love to feast on the flesh of mankind.”

I ask, “Sir, how do they feast on the flesh of mankind in the spirit?”  I hear the word “Illnesses” and see cells dying while other cells are multiplying.  The Father says, “The portion of you that dies daily is their food.  On the other end of their workings is Me, multiplying good cells to sustain your life.  Illness destroys your cells and, therefore, hurts your body.  When cells die, their kingdom eats.  As your body dies, their kingdom eats.  They also do this with your spirit, however, it’s hard to sustain their lives on death, so they have to consume much.  On the contrary, man doesn’t have to consume much to live because of the blessings of life.  In fact, man can survive on very little.  Their kingdom is constantly eating the death of mankind” and His discourse redirects back to the demonic figures, “So, we’re here to take this realm back from you, and appropriate it for life.  Your poisoned food will still be eaten by the ones who love you, while my children will nourish themselves off the food I provide.  My children will no longer need your system to feed themselves.  I’ve brought my son to destroy your system over my people and initiate My new system, which will feed My people and provide their nourishment.  My people will be healthy and you’ll not feed off of them any longer.”

The Father turns to me and tells me, “Son, take this place back from them and give it to Me.”  With my words, I proclaim, “I take this place back and rebuke and renounce your work in this place.  I destroy all your previous work for my Father’s children and I initiate a new system of fresh healthy food which will nourish His people outside of the contaminated food of the Earth.  I command His people, those who are His, according to His will, to be free from the contamination and set free of this evil system contaminating the food of the Earth.  However my Father sees to do this is His business and who He allows to partake in His nourishment and His provision is up to Him.  May His will be done on Earth at it is in Heaven” and I ask, “Are you satisfied, Sir?”  He says, “I’m satisfied, son.  Now, smash this food, smash this diner and then smash their system.”

I see me, in the spirit, smashing the table and food’s flying everywhere, but it’s not food.  What I see is a mixture of eggs, bacon, body parts and blood flying in the air.  The Father’s already gone, just like that.  He gave the order and He’s up and away, observing.  I see me growing, like to giant size, and I begin smashing the diner.   I see that the waitress wasn’t who I thought she was either.  She was a demonic imposter.  I see me manipulating things I don’t understand.  These things are in the air, in front of me, and The Father tells me, “These are genetic sequences.  You’re putting them back together for Me, correctly.”  I see me removing poisons and putting the sequences back together properly.  I understand that I’m not putting them back together as we would recognize them to be in our recent human history.  Rather, He has me putting the sequences of the food supply back together to a time before sin entered the world.  I feel He’s given me the schematic to do this work and I’m doing it.  I’m putting everything back together as it was intended to be, without contamination, and ask, “Sir, do I have to speak this into existence or is this something You’ve already done.”  The Father responds, “I’ve given you the authority to speak this into existence.  The work you’re doing now will cleanse the food for the people I’ve chosen to move forward in My plan for your world.  You speak this work into existence, son, and I’ll honor it for those I’ve decided will move forward.”  So, “I declare the food consumed by My Father’s chosen, moving forward, to be cleansed and healthy as it is His will.”  To this He says, “At first, I will cleanse the food my chosen ones will receive out of their system and slowly begin to change the fields, the produce, the proteins of the earth, and the water.  I’ll restore the health of those who’re going forward with Me.  All others, those who’ve rejected Me, those who don’t believe, those who work adamantly against Me, and those who claim Me but rebel against Me will fall subject to this poisoned food supply.  On this day, I’ve heard My son’s prayer and I’ve activated the process.  I want the world to understand what I’m doing.  For the list of those who will not benefit from My cleansing the food of the Earth, it’s not too late for you.  You can still find Life in Me, through My Son Jesus Christ.  He is the door and you can enter My Kingdom through Him.  Write this to those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled.”

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