27 July 2024

On 8 June 2024, Jesus gives me a dream where I’m in a bar with a multitude of people from my past and a character I’m told is “Diabetes.”  These people are a collage of individuals I’ve associated with throughout my life, not necessarily connected and one is talking to my youngest daughter, my baby.  I struggle with the details of this vision; meaning, it has too many of my own details in it to be His vision, but He tells me, “No, leave the details.  I want My children to see how I interact with you.  This is part your story and part Mine.  I work through the stories of mankind to tell My own.”  I take the dream to Jesus, He takes me into a vision and I see Hell’s plans for my life, my daughter’s spirit is being held hostage and The Father says, “Many of My children’s spirits are being held captive.”

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

After the opening scene in the bar, the scene switches to me standing in front of Jesus.  We shake hands and He smiles at me.  He’s standing in his white robe, turns away from me, begins walking and I follow Him as he walks.  Jesus is standing a head taller than me.  I look up and see that I am touching His hair in amazement with my right hand as my left hand is clinched to His robe, like a child, so I don’t get lost or lose Him.  Jesus is pointing off into the distance, as to get my attention back on the task at hand as I’m touching His hair.  We walk into a building and it’s like a Las Vegas Casino, Hotel & Resort.  When we walk into this building, I realize we’re back to the opening scene of my vision, the bar, and one from my past is waiting to greet us at the entrance of a large hall.  The one standing to greet us is a man I worked for in my past.  I held this man in high regard.  He owned fifty-six sales centers in five states, multi-million-dollar businesses, and gave me my first general management opportunity at the age of twenty-seven.  For this writing, I will refer to this man as Laurentius. 

Laurentius is standing, ready to greet both Jesus and me into the large room, like a maître d’ or host, with his hands positioned in front of him, fingers touching.  I can hear my old boss’ voice, “Come this way, Troy” as he turns and walks into the hall.  He walks us to a table with a map spread out across it.  I look at the map and tell Jesus, “I don’t see anything on the map, Sir.”  Jesus directs me, “What’s the header on the map?”  I don’t see that either and hear my old boss giving instruction, like, “Troy, you’re going to have to go over here…”  As Laurentius is talking to me, the header comes into focus and I see, “Hell’s Plans.”  I feel this is some kind of topographical map of Hell and Jesus says, “These are Satan’s plans for your life, not Mine.”  I ask Jesus, “Is Laurentius, Satan, Sir?”  Jesus replies, “In this vision, he is” and I respond, “I understand why he would use Laurentius.  I respected him as a boss and businessman.  What do we do with these plans?”  Jesus answers, “We will take care of them in a minute.  Keep observing.”  Laurentius is dictating plans to me, but I cannot hear the specifics.   I can only make out general things, like “You’re going to go over here” and “You’re going to go do this.”  I feel Laurentius is done with me but have a hard time exiting this scene and ask Jesus for help.  He says, “Follow Me” and we go off, walking through the Casino, Hotel & Resort together. 

Jesus and I are walking through the halls of this place.  I can see the casino floor, but there’s no machines or tables set up.  I’m following Jesus and we come across another old business/friend acquaintance of mine; I will call him Expositus.  Again, Expositus greets us just as Laurentius did, in Maitre d’ fashion.  We are greeted as a Whale would be greeted at a casino.  I speak to my friend, Expositus.  He replies, “Hey Troy.  Come this way” and leads both Jesus and me over to a huge whiteboard.  I feel as if we’re in a meeting and Expositus begins to demonstrate and illustrate things to me on the whiteboard.  Again, I don’t see any writing and ask Jesus, “Sir, what should be on the whiteboard?”  Jesus simply says, “Try to listen.”

I ask my friend, “What are you showing me?”  Expositus replies, “Troy, thanks for coming.  I want to show you that production is down.”  I feel he’s giving me a financial forecast and says, “Production is low in these sectors.  We’re not getting a return in these areas.  There’s no net growth over here, and profits are down.  We’ve had to cut production in these regions” and I understand he’s speaking in terms of closing locations.  He continues, “Our expenses are consuming profits and we’re going to have to shut this thing down.”

I look at Jesus, look around the casino and realize, no one else has been here since we’ve arrived.  The place is empty.  Jesus acknowledges my thoughts, gives me a nod and we start walking, moving on through the empty casino and I run into another friend from the town I went to High School.  I will call him Infirmum.  I know it’s not my friend, none of these characters are who they project themselves to be and I begin to see the real being behind the projection.  We’re at that bar from the first scene in my dream, before the vision, and this being is festering and oozing on me.  This being’s repulsive.  I believe he thinks I don’t see his real form.  I’m looking him over and see inch thick hairs coming out of this thing’s back.  He’s obviously not human and he tells me, “I’ve got diabetes,” I believe trying to cover, thinking perhaps I’m seeing his true form.  I realize this is the being from the dream, Diabetes, but what I see is more like the Black Plague.  I don’t want to let him know I see his true form and play along, “Hello [friend from hometown].”  His hands are in the same position as the others and says, “Come this way.”     

Infirmum turns his sickly back to me and begins walking.  Jesus and I follow and I’m noticing how misshapen and malformed this being is.  He’s taking me into the kitchen of the Casino, Hotel & Resort.  The one projected as my friend walks over to the stove and he’s showing me how disgusting the place is.  He runs his finger down the stove and pulls back a huge clump of dirty grease on his already oozing finger and eats it.  He walks to the dishwashing area and shows me all the dirty dishes.  I see rotting meat, fishbones and other food.  I ask, “What are you trying to tell me?”  He says, “We don’t have enough staff to man these areas.  Everyone’s left.  We can’t keep up.  There’s no one to cook or clean.  No one to do this work.  We’re going to have to shut it down.”   I ask Infirmum, the one who’s acting as my friend, “What else” and he says, “That’s it,” raising his hands into the air.  His head is on the side of his shoulder and he’s not doing a good job looking like my friend.  I ask, “So, what’s next?” and Laurentius is back with his hands in the same position, fingers all together in front his body. 

Laurentius tells me, “I want to show you something else” and leads Jesus and me to a room with the symbol of the opposing themes of literature, theater and song on its doors.  This room is the casino’s theater.  The symbol on the door is two white masks, one smiling and one frowning – occultism. As I write, I look up the meaning of these masks and find this comes from the two Greek Muses, Melpomene (Tragedy) and Thalia (Comedy).  I ask the demon posing as my old boss, “What are you trying to show me?”  He replies, as we step into the theater, “This hall has been empty for months, years, we have no one to perform here, nothing new to give the public.  There’s no talent.  We used to attract them in with shows and entertainment, but we have nothing to give them anymore.”  He makes a dramatic, sweeping motion with his hand over the hall and says, “This used to be packed.  Times were good, but now these seats are empty.”  He runs his white gloved finger on the back of one of the theater seats and returns dust as he’s looking at me, shaking his head.  He’s obviously disappointed and tells me, “I have one more thing to show you.”  Laurentius’ offer to show me one more thing disturbs me and I look at Jesus, “Am I supposed to see this one more thing, Sir?”  Jesus assures me, “Just stay close to Me.”  I ask, “Do you want me to continue” because I’m thinking “Maybe it’s time to get out of here!”  Jesus assures me, “Continue” and Laurentius says, “We have this little girl” and shows me my youngest daughter.  I look at Jesus.  I’m angry.  It’s as if he’s holding my daughter ransom, to induce me to stop my work with Jesus.  Laurentius continues, “We’ve been using her for OUR entertainment” and I see my daughter as she was, the morning she came to me possessed by one who entered in a dream. 

That morning, she was so scared and couldn’t tell me what happened, until later.  Her eyes were wide open as she clinched her stuffed animal against her neck in one hand, sucking on the two middle fingers of the other.  She was terrified.  I ask Jesus, “What can we do about this?”  He answers, “It’s time to go to work.  We’re going to break the contracts and burn up the plans Satan has over your life.  There’s an order to this.”  I forgive my ancestors for the contracts they made to bind their future generations: me, my kids and their kids.  I ask forgiveness for my participation in these curses, renounce and rebuke them.  I smash the curse on my ancestral bloodline, back to Adam & Eve, cleanse the areas of their occupation with the Blood of Jesus Christ, send it back to the origin of the curse and forward to my children.  I seal the doors that kingdom used to enter my family, fill those places with the Holy Spirit and make Jesus the Lord over this area of my being and dredge the Pit of Hell where they stored their stolen goods, from my family, all the way back to Adam & Eve, as it relates to this curse and according to His will.  I pull everything out of their Pit and lay the spoils of war at the feet of My King to do whatever He feels is necessary with it.  I ask Jesus, “Are You satisfied, Sir?”  He says, “Yes,” the curse is broken and He says, “Now, let’s go get your daughter.” 

Once my deliverance is over, He opens My vision again and I see Jesus strangling the ones in the vision.  I grab my daughter and we run out the casino in slow motion, almost movie style as the building explodes behind us.  I cleanse my nine-year-old daughter with the Blood of Jesus Christ, kiss her and hand her back to Jesus.  She hugs Jesus, jumps out of His arms to run back to me, hugs me again, tells me she loves me while crying and goes back to Jesus.  They wave and they go.  As I’m working with Jesus to finish this writing The Father begins to speak and I notate His dictation:

“Many of your children’s spirits are held in captivity by the Kingdom of Darkness.  You don’t know it.  These are old deals, made by ancient, ancestral pacts that bind your family’s generations to be used, enslaved, in the spirit, to conduct their will.  If you think the spirit realm is just a make-pretend place, you are wrong.  I Am the God of all realms and I am real.  What that kingdom does to your spirits and the spirits of your children is unspeakable.  What they now do in the spirit, they once did in the physical, right there on your earth.  That’s right, children, these beings are the same they’ve always been.  Now, they work in the spiritual realm and wait for you to be turned over to them at judgement so you will be theirs for eternity.  This is not My plan.  It’s theirs and you have fallen into a stupor.  Ignorant of these things because of the doctrines of demons presented to you in your churches today; a form of godliness but lacking the power of My Truth.  I Am waking up My sleeping giants to fight theirs and take back the generations of humanity that’s been stolen from Me, the ones who belong to me.  There’s a problem; not all of you belong to me and most of you cannot do this work.  My Son has taught My servant, Troy, to be a specialist in this field.  He can free your ancestral bloodlines and release them to Me.  He will show you the work he does with My Son to break the deep, ancient bonds off of you and your ancestors.  This is the time My children.  I Am calling back what’s Mine.  It’s been too long and I am ready to make all things right.  Your judgement is coming soon, don’t find yourself on the wrong side.  Repent and live.  I Am a merciful God and I will make a way for you.  I love those who love Me and I am in position to make things right between us.  Come to Me.” 

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