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Jesus and The Eight Altars
23 October 2023
A woman’s referred to me. I’ve been so busy and feel “I don’t want to take on another,” but later, Jesus corrects me and I contact her. Her name is “The Great Communicator.” I give her a call and learn that her history is steeped in Catholicism; so much so, that a family member currently lives and operates as a Roman Curia for the Pope at the Vatican. Communicator tells me, “I was raised, strict Catholic. I was taught to follow the rules, but it never felt right to me.” Recently, she’s introduced to Jesus, renounces Catholicism1 and begins to follow Christ Jesus. She tells me, “I started praying to Jesus and could see how He was answering my prayers, in a supernatural way. I was so excited.”
Recently, at a Christian church, the pastor puts his hands on and prophesies over The Great Communicator, “You’ve had something big to say, but haven’t been able to say it,” as if to imply she’s being choked, trapped, “and this is breaking off. You will experience joy. Before, you were a good communicator, but you don’t know your platform.” After which, she falls out in the spirit, but the feeling goes away as quickly as it comes. I ask specifically, “What are your spiritual problems,” the issues she’s experiencing, but I don’t get a clear explanation from her. I do, however, get a clear answer from Jesus. He tells me, “Hear her out. I will lead you” and I know we’re in business. Today I find one of her relatives works at the Vatican as Roman Curia, Pain’s job is to “Shut up” her bloodline, Insanity tells me, “Troy, you’re crazy,” Jesus sets her free and she worships Him at Eight Altars.
As we begin, I tell her “Jesus is coming” and she tells me, “I just got a cold chill in my body.” I pray to The Lord God Almighty, ask the Holy Spirit to do His work and call on Jesus’ name to walk us through The Work today. We worship to a song of her choice, I place a siege ramp against the walls of the enemy, blow a trumpet into their kingdom and “declare war against you in the name of Jesus.” I cut off all supplies and declare, “I’m taking back what belongs to my King!” I call to Jesus, but there’s no answer. Her spiritual ears are full of demonic wax. As soon as I call for Jesus, she tells me, “I feel upset.” I get the orders from my Commander, reach in and grab the one who makes her “Upset” by the neck. She says, “I feel scared.” I ask the spirit’s name, set him on fire and she feels anxious. The Communicator isn’t hearing anything. She can’t hear Jesus and the bad guys are all hiding in there. She feels this is a sham, that’s what they’re telling her.
I keep calling in, working against their kingdom. Finally I ask, “Who’s behind this anxiety?” Communicator says out loud, “Her parents.” I notice, she doesn’t say “My parents,” she says, “Her parents” and I got one! The Great Communicator tells me about her family history, “I have a long line of mental illness in my family. My sister is bipolar” and she goes on, naming other family members with the same problems. “They’ve messed up my whole family,” she says, implying the demonic generational attachment we’ve discussed, but I’m not sure she’s totally on board with the idea yet.
I interrogate the spirit and ask, “Did you get in here through Catholicism?” The being says, “Yea” and I point out to her, “You can hear them!” She acknowledges and is convinced. She renounces and I break The Curse of Catholicism over her life. I never get the one behind it, but I remove the veil of that religion and cleanse everything out to Hell as she follows-up with, “I feel a lot of guilt, anger and sadness.”
Communicator explains to me, “I feel hate and love wrapped together in one.” She doesn’t understand how, but “I hate my family. I would walk through fire for them, but I hate them. I want revenge, I’m right and they’re wrong. I feel disrespected by them.” Now, the voices of the demons are speaking through her clearly; she can hear it and I can hear it too. In the Old Testament, the Ten Commandments state we are not to murder. Jesus raises the bar in the New Testament and says, if you “hate your brother, you’re a murderer.” Hate is murder, Communicator’s a murderer. We do the work and I break The Curse of Murder over her life. I ask the spirit, “You still there?” The spirit answers, “Yes.” The voices are getting clearer and I demand if the spirit is human or demon. The spirit retaliates, “You can’t win.” Human spirits mostly have more power than demonic spirits. I challenge this rebellious spirit and find it’s human. I try to evangelize this spirit, but the spirit makes Communicator laugh at me. I ask, “Are you dead or alive?” This human spirit is no longer living and employed (enslaved) at the gates of the Kingdom of Darkness. “How many generations,” I assert. The spirit says, “Three,” but we cannot isolate who and it will not bow to the King of Salvation; so, I call angels to deliver this human spirit to the feet of Jesus.
I find one behind “Distrust.” I grab the evil spirit by the waist, Communicator laughs and mutters something about ‘the grandfather.” I ask if it’s the grandfather, but it’s not. I ask, “Are you the third [generation]?” It’s not and I remember there’s always a demon behind the human captive spirit. I call it out as demon, it complies but, still, I get no names. Frustrating! This one comes in six generations ago and tells me “You’re Crazy!” I realize, this being’s not talking to me, necessarily. This is the curse of that being, Insanity! Communicator agrees as she’s said before, “My sister’s mentally ill.” I coach Communicator to forgive her forefather’s for making a deal with “Insanity.” The attachments are revealed and Communicator rattles off a list, “Its everywhere! My mother. My father. It comes from both bloodlines. My mother and father both bred Insanity.
Insanity lashes out to her, “You can’t convince them. You can’t love!” I torment the spirit and break The Curse of Insanity. Insanity, then, lashes out at me, “Troy, you’re crazy!” and speaks to another spirit inside her, “This isn’t like the other one.” However, Insanity’s still in the house. He has more legal rights to her being and continues to try and frustrate our mission with lies, “How do you know you can trust Troy?” I call in to see if there are any human spirits who need to be saved; ones who the Kingdom of Darkness captures, enslaves and mind controls. This is a rescue mission! I get a response from an arrogant one, “How do you know were human? If you’re so smart, figure it out.” I tie this one up, bind its mouth and put it in the corner. Anger, Resentment, Fear and Rage all come up. I put them into a group and designate it as The Rage Group. I break their curses, remove the group and she feels as if she’s supposed to lie.
Communicator tells me, “I feel as if I’m supposed to tell you what you want to hear, to make it comfortable (for them). I’ve done this my whole life. I feel like a fraud and I’m ashamed.” I go to work, “Who’s the one behind fraud and shame?” We hear, “It’s [Communicator].” “STOP! Who was that?” I’m wondering. I invite Jesus again and she hears, “Don’t give up.” That’s something Jesus would say, but I don’t stop to test the Spirit and I tell her, “You’ve got to get mad at Insanity. He’s trying to destroy your life. Come out of agreement with him.” She retaliates, “I F@x#ing hate this demon” and I begin laughing. I agree with her. I do too!
I demand, “What deal did you make [with her]?” Insanity tells me, “Pain” and I understand that Pain let Insanity in. I set Insanity to the side, reach in and grab Pain by the throat. She tells me, “I feel a lump in my throat.” “How’d you get in here” I demand from Pain. He answers, “Words.” I ask about generations and she feels, “My mother’s side.” I set him on fire and demand “What deal did you make?” Pain says, “To shut them up” while he inflicts pain. “Everyone’s faking it! Everyone’s a sham!” I break The Curse of Pain and send Pain to Hell.
I go back to Insanity, “The Pain is gone. What are YOU holding onto?” Insanity responds, “Nothing. I’m not going to tell you. You figure it out.” I set this being’s head on fire and tell him, “I got my weapon!” He responds, “You’re not fast enough.” “What do you do in there,” I ask? “I make her suffer,” Insanity responds politely. “What gives you the right to be here” I ask and he responds, “She’s bad.” I begin inquiring about the deal, interrogating to find out what allows this being inside her Areas of Dominion. Finally I figure it out, Catholicism!
I demand, “Who made this deal” and Insanity says, “There must be pain and suffering.” Almost as a joke, I throw Holy Water into the face of Insanity and pour the Blood of Jesus over his head. He hates it and says, “You’re crazy,” then I set his head on fire and he begins laughing. “I’m crazy” he says and Jesus shows Communicator a circle going around and around. I ask, “Are you a snake?” He answers, “Yes” and I question his connection to the Ouroboros. The snake, Insanity, doesn’t address his connection, but gives up more like himself, “We don’t want to leave; we like it here. This is our family.” I wouldn’t want these snakes in my family and neither should Communicator.
I feed them snake poison and demand who their boss is. Ironically Insanity answers, “Communicator!” Wait! Then, I ask, “What does she like about having you around so much?” Insanity answers, “Addiction.” “Addiction to what,” I demand. He answers, “Trauma.” This process has been so difficult because she’s holding on to them! She’s most the reason I can’t make them go. She’s known these beings her whole life, that’s why they claim “Family” (generational) and I learn they’re eating her trauma. She has to come out of agreement with these beings, so she can be free.
About a month ago, I (Troy) had to come out of agreement with Satan, who had connected himself to my generational bloodline, many, many generations ago. When I was a kid, I created another version of myself, spiritually. His name was Tony and he was created in the image of Satan. When I called Tony up, he stood holding a dragon on a leash (Satan). He hated me, the me I am now. I love Jesus now, but Tony loves Satan and gives him the power he steals through my humanity. I had to kill Tony that day. Tony’s dead and now Communicator has to kill the part of her that’s in agreement with this snake, Insanity, who tethers her to the Ouroboros.
I explain these things to Communicator and she’s sifting through the information, in her mind, trying to work it out and tells me, “I feel this is so messed up. Like, I’m killing a part of myself and this shouldn’t happen.” I tell her she loves her trauma, she thinks and agrees, “You’re right! I’m comfortable in my own trauma.” I tell her, “The things of Jesus aren’t always comfortable to your flesh.” She comes into agreement, renounces the trauma over her life and I break The Curse of Trauma. I cleanse the house and cut the heads off the snakes. I call back into that house; nothing, all the snakes are gone! I call for Jesus once again, “Are You here, Sir?” She hears, “Yes.”
We celebrate! She’s laughing and I greet our King, “Hi Jesus!” I test Him and its Him, so I suggest, “Let’s worship Him.” She agrees, I choose the song, and afterwards, she tells me “I feel different. I was comfortable listening to that song,” she’s had trouble in the past. Jesus is in the house and she has a question for Him. She needs to get the answer to be able to move on in her faith. Romans 5:8 answers the question, not the Roman Catholic Church and we destroy another arm of indoctrination by Catholicism. She’s satisfied.
I ask Jesus, “Is there anything you want to say to Communicator right now, Sir? He says, “Thank you. I know this is hard. Keep being brave. I Am with you.” She’s amazed Jesus said “Thank you” to her. I ask and Jesus wants to replace the thrones and altars the enemy’s established within her borders. We replace their Altar of Anxiety with His Altar of Serenity. Every time she feels anxious, she will meet Jesus here and seek His serenity. We replace the altars of The Rage Group; their Altar of Anger with His Altar of Pleasure, Resentment for Happiness, Fear for Boldness and Rage for Calmness. He wants us to replace Shame for Worthy, Pain for Relief, Trauma for The Altar of Healing, Falseness for The Altar of Truth, and Hate with The Altar of Love. The beings who left today were blocking His child from communicating with Him. Her ears were opened. Her mouth will be used for His glory! You have something to say, Communicator, and you will say it! No longer will you be choked by the enemy. You will experience joy, learn your platform and become His Great Communicator.
An Age of Restoration is Coming
7 November 2023
In between last time we spoke and today, The Great Communicator goes through many transitions. First, she has a hard time believing what we accomplished in our last meeting, really happened. The Kingdom built within her Area of Dominion is working to convince her of this. However, on a high note, she explains how she’s invited to a two-day event where she receives healing and prayer. Communicator lives in the United States of America, in the City of Charm and the State of Free. During this two-day event, she enters angry, can’t leave and the speakers from Africa prophesy over her and break a strong man. Arrows are removed from her back and she falls out in the Spirit again. Jesus really loves this one. We get on to business. I ask forgiveness, pray protection over us, cancel triggers established by the enemy, relieve all Gate Keepers and ask the Holy Spirit to navigate our journey. Today, Jesus opens her gifting, I clean out a being named “10 & 3” and another, in a million pieces, floating like Dandelions while Jesus shows her the traps of “rules” and “religion.”
I ask Jesus what He wants to do with us today and He tells us, “Learn how to communicate.” This makes sense. She’s to become The Great Communicator and she tells me, “I remember the day I got Baptized and prophesied over. It was very profound” and she describes how hard it is to live in both worlds; the world she once lived in and now, this new spiritual thing that’s happening. “I don’t want to hide my light,” but feels she cannot speak to her strong, Catholic family members about anything she’s learning or experiencing. “They’re like a cult” she’s explained to me in the past. We go over living in the flesh and the spirit and the basics of how to navigate the two “worlds.” She’s emotional and explains how desperately, “I want to see a miracle.” She wants to see God working and I’m thinking to myself, “You’ve already seen it and you will see it again today.”
I feel He does and ask Jesus if He wants to open her gifting. He answers, “Yes,” so I tell her to ask Him to do it. She does and feels, “He says I’m a communicator, but why can’t I speak in tongues?” That’s a good question. I didn’t tell her, but I don’t speak in tongues either, not yet. She will and so will I, but her question is valid right now and I want to allow Jesus to be rabbi, “Teacher.” He is, after all, The Greatest Teacher. He tells her, “It will come. It will be scared out of you. Don’t be afraid.” I feel as if something needs to be unlocked first and the rest is Him activating on the other end. He’s in control, so I let Him conduct the process. She wants to speak in tongues, tries, but it doesn’t’ work and asks “Why?” He answers, “It’s not time.” She’s not satisfied with His answer, asks “Why” again and he projects into her conscious, “It has something to do with a dream” she relays to me.
She really wants this, so I ask Jesus, “Can I remove what’s standing in the way of her speaking in tongues?” He gives me the nod, I reach in and grab the head of the one behind the blockage, pick him up by the head, tie his legs together and hang him upside-down. Communicator tells me, “I have a lump in my throat.” He’s in the throat, so I set the entire throat region on fire in the spirit and she confirms, “He’s stuck in there.” I begin my interrogation, ask him when he enters and Jesus to open her spiritual ears so she can hear. Her ears are opened immediately and she hears the being say, “I’m going back down, inside [Communicator]!” I go into attack mode and ask, “Human or demon.” It’s a demon, so I staple it to the floor and demand it’s point of entry. The spirit claims, “I was born here. I’m not coming out. I’m going deeper!” He’s not trying to give me his name. I cry out to Jesus and Communicator hears, “10 & 3.”
“10 & 3?” I’m thinking, “What the heck is that?” I’m having a hard time locating this demon for extraction. It’s “slippery,” for the lack of a better term. If I could see this demon, it would be easier to deal with. Elisha and his apprentice come to my mind and I ask Jesus to open her eyes. He does, and she sees “Red. He’s red, long and skinny; he’s fighting [something]. He’s pulling himself longer. Stretching. He’s got long grabbing fists.” I ask Jesus, “Can I freeze him and take him out as a solid piece?” Jesus confirms my request, I freeze this red demon and Communicator describes that he’s humanoid and “there’s three of him. Each one of him has two hands and there’s ten fingers on each hand” and I get it, “10 & 3! He’s three in one and has ten fingers on each of the hands of his three parts.”
As I’m writing this to you, I’m thinking about 10 & 3’s attributes. He stretches, like Reed Richards, Mister Fantastic of the Fantastic Four. This character’s created by Stan Lee and Jack Kirby, both known occultists. Reed Richards is not the only character with these attributes: Thin Man, Rubberband Man (also a song), Mrs. Incredible, Plastic Man and more. Why this ongoing theme with characters possessing this attribute. Nothing is new under the sun. What’s the occult trying to teach us, or familiarize us with? Do your own homework. One more point, the attribute of three-in-one shouldn’t be so hard to grasp for the Christian reader. The Godhead is Three-in-One. Their kingdom longs to be like The Lord God Almighty, only without the relationship or the obedience.
10 & 3 begins splintering like ice, fragmenting off the main. She’s getting concerned and exclaims, “He’s breaking off into smaller pieces” and she begins to panic. “Now, there’s little baby ones. They’re snapping off. They’re everywhere! You’ve got to do something about this, now! You have to get them all; they’re like cancer, when the body opens. You shouldn’t have broken them apart.” She doesn’t understand, all things are possible with my Boss, but she has a point: I’ve roped, net, and frozen this being to no avail. Now he’s growing, exponentially, and she’s panicking. I ask The Boss and He says, “You’ve got to squash them. There’s no room left because you (Communicator) are full of Me. Fill yourself with Me and they will go.”
I overwhelm the space with the Light of Jesus and begin taking that area of her dominion back for my King. I want to be creative. He’s the Creator and He’s made us in His image. I also work in multiple realms and have the resources of which at my disposal, so I think, “I’ve got to squash them. I need something heavy” and begin throwing boulders on top of this fragmented being. It’s not enough. “Think,” I say to myself and come up with ancient, megalithic structures. They’re huge. So, I call one down from heaven, it’s made of light, but a megalithic column at the same time. It’s lowered into that spiritual space and begins to flatten the being(s). Jesus tells her, “It’s not heavy enough” and she sees the column squashing them, but a line of darkness under the column of light. I begin jumping, up and down, in my shop, behind my home, in the natural, projecting my spirit on top of this supernatural structure and call one thousand angels down from heaven to help me force this column down. “Not enough,” Jesus says. I call down a thousand more, and a thousand more. We’re all jumping up and down and Jesus tells both her and I, “Your weapon is worship. Spread your arms and worship.” I play another worship tune, we worship, I come back and Communicator tells me, 10 & 3’s gone.
I hear something like, throwing up, on the other end of the phone and she says, “Something else is in my throat.” I reach in and grab this new one. His name is Liar and I ask, “How did you get in here?” “Comfort,” he replies. I interrogate, “Her sin, or bloodline” implying if his connection is generational or not. Liar replies, “Her sin. She finds comfort through her lies.” I declare The Curse of the Liar, tell her to repent of lying and looking for comfort outside of Jesus. She does, I ask Jesus, “Are You satisfied, Sir?” He answers, “Not yet” and tells her “You don’t have to eat for comfort either.” She confesses, renounces and repents, “I will come to You instead of food Jesus.” I ask if He’s satisfied and He continues telling her, “Just ask Me and I’ll tell you. Stop forgetting to ask Me. You can ask Me anything. You can trust Troy and ask Me anything. I really like Troy.” I’m flattered and don’t know what to say to that, so I continue my work, “Can I take Liar out sir?” He says, “Yes,” opens her eyes again and she tells me, “He’s like dusty seed particles;” again, this being is in multiple parts. She adds, “Like sprinkles” and I think out loud, “You mean, like sprinkles on a donut?” Look reader, I like food too, alright? She answers, “They’re like blowing those things off a dandelion, flying around, everywhere, in every situation.” I’m being creative again, look around in my shop and think, “Duct tape, these pieces will stick to duct tape,” but I go one step further and declare with my mouth and create “Gorilla Tape, but two-sided” and call it “Jesus Tape.” I lower the two-sided, sticky tape down into that area of her dominion and wave it all around, collecting the individual pieces of the being named Liar. I tell Communicator, “I’m going to call these, the pieces of a Dandeliar, not Dandelion.” She laughs, I pull my Jesus Tape out, hold it up and set it on fire, using fire from the Throne Room of God and toss the tape into the pit of Hell to burn. Most of the fine particles of Dandeliars are gone and Jesus instructs Communicator, “You need to listen more, so you don’t lie. Take your time and ask Me. Instead of telling little white lies, listen and ask Me before you respond. That way, no lies. This might be uncomfortable for you, but you’re ready for uncomfortable. You, listening to Me, will kill anything left over” and her spiritual vision goes away.
Before going any further I want to go back and clean what we’ve done. I torch the place, clean out what The Dandeliar’s established with the Blood of Jesus and lower an altar in, to replace the Liar’s. I ask and Jesus tells me “Make an altar of warm light and name it ‘Love.’” I declare it to be done and she feels His hand on her upper back. She tells me, “If I ask Him, He will have His hand on me when I speak.” This is the altar she will go to, when she is looking for comfort through lies. She will go to Him and find His truth and love. I, then, go back to the area used to bind her gifting. I blast the area, cleanse it and spit shine it clean for my King. I ask Jesus, “You want an altar here, Sir?” He says He wants an altar of water and I ask, “Living Water?” He confirms, so I redirect His Living Water toward her and excavate a stream through this area of her dominion. I run it through her throat and it’s here that she will come to receive a never-ending cleansing of fresh Living Water, to meet Him, to speak and communicate His words to whomever He sends her. As soon as we accomplish this task, she tells me, “A recurring nightmare I have is coming back to me.”
The Dream
I ask and she tells me, “I’m in the Inner harbor and the waters come up in a dark storm. The storm gets really high, twirling around. There are two people I know, paddling in a small boat, on top the storm which is overcoming my house. Every time you’ve brought up the word ‘Tongues’ this nightmare comes up in my mind.” I ask Jesus if I can call the people in the boat, to front position, and interrogate them. I think to myself, “These are witches, commanding the storm.” He gives me authorization, so I dry up the waters, command the storm to calm and demand, “Who’s in the boat?” like I would an evil spirit. I reach in, to grab the one who’s behind this dream and Communicator stops me, “These people are good. I feel like Jesus is behind this dream.” “What?” I think to myself, “I just tried to snatch Jesus.” I’m so “Bull in the China Shop.” Jesus forgives me and tells Communicator, “Don’t be afraid. It’s going to be terrifying, but don’t be afraid. What you will see is terrifying, don’t be afraid.”
The Great Communicator narrates what she’s seeing, “I see a dark, swirly, scary, loud, storm. So dark. There’re people I know in this storm. They’re not believers. I see one man, one woman, I like these people, but the water is huge. I’m struggling with not being terrified as I watch this. I’m afraid I won’t know the words I’ve learned in the Bible when this [storm] happens.” I’m feeling she’s seeing a future vision through this dream. She just got saved, so she’s had this vision/dream from way before she’s saved. “I’m hearing, ‘Don’t be afraid’” she tells me and she repeats three times, “I’m not afraid. Jesus is my Rock, my Refuge, my Strength.” Jesus instructs her, “You know the concepts, even though you don’t know the words. You know the truth. You don’t have to be perfect, because I Am. Don’t be afraid to stay with me. Stop pulling back. You can stay.”
I ask Jesus, “Is the dream a future vision?” and He responds, “Of sorts” and I fire another question, “Are You preparing her for something to come?” Bingo! He answers, “Yes” and tells her again, “Don’t be afraid. I’ve always told you this, you always knew.” She’s amazed and tells me, “I’ve had this recurring nightmare since I’ve been a child. There’s a swirling tunnel/tube thing, Alice in Wonderland – like. It always made me dizzy, going around and around.” Jesus adds, ‘It’s connected to that. You always knew. You were always trying to get out of that trap. You could always feel me near, but couldn’t reach me’ and He continues repeating, ‘You always knew.’” She questions, “I always knew what?” He answers, “Me.” As He’s revealing this, she’s feeling that the spinning is religion. “Rules and religion,” she says, “Traps.”
Communicator has been trapped by rules and religion and Jesus shows her, “This has been making me feel bad. It’s been making me sick. Something that appears to help (religion) was making me sick, even as a child. When I was a child, I had scarlet fever. The fever was cured by medicine and I was fine, but later, my family learned I have a hole on my heart. He’s showing me, every time I’ve been to the doctor since, I’ve filled out the form that asks for medical history. I’ve always marked ‘Scarlet Fever.’ He says, ‘Rules and Religion caused the scar on your heart.’ OMG, I’ve cursed myself with those doctor’s forms.” Demonic contracts and agreements are made through our subconscious and the decisions we make on a daily basis, the ones that don’t align with God’s Word. It’s impossible to live life without coming into agreement with and opening a door to the Kingdom of Darkness. This is why His mercy and grace are so important. This is also why Christians have to understand that they’re not necessarily immune to these things because of the Blood of Jesus, but they’re delivered from these things, through of the Blood of Jesus. We ALL need deliverance, freedom and healing. These are The Children’s Bread!
I declare The Curse of the Scarlet Fever. She asks for forgiveness for cursing herself all these years. I tell her to renounce and declare that she doesn’t have Scarlet Fever any longer; there’s no need to claim it as such. She does, I ask Jesus if He’s satisfied and He says, “No. There’s one more thing.” She says, “He wants me to ask you a question, Troy. Was He in me before I was saved?” Communicator’s a baby Christian and learning. We’re all to have the faith as a child because the Kingdom of Heaven belongs to the ones with this kind of faith. Earlier, Jesus tells her He’s always been with her and this leads her to believe she’s always been saved. I immediately smash that idea with, “No. You were born an object of wrath” and Jesus adds to His lesson, “The wrath is the nightmare. The nightmare is you, caught in the wrath of not being saved. You’ve been trying to get out of the lies of rules and religion your whole life.” The Great Communicator asks, “But what does the storm have to do with it?” Jesus continues, “I picked you because you are a great communicator. People will listen to you. Others, even your own family, who wouldn’t normally listen to anyone, will listen to you like a stranger.”
He still hasn’t answered her question. She repeats, “But, what’s the storm have to do with all this?” and she spouts out a succession of ideas Jesus places in her head, “People. The paddleboarders. The ones over the restaurant. Water over top the restaurant. People over the restaurant. Scary, mixed with good. Sport and dining mixed with survival. Thriving” and Jesus butts in with another hint for her answer, but ties in her vision/dream with others He’s been giving me through other persons I’ve been praying with, “You will want to survive, but you will thrive, don’t be afraid. All of you, will not just survive, but you will thrive…all of My obedient children. Even if it [destruction/fear/turmoil/the storm] is near your homes, it won’t come inside.”
He’s telling The Great Communicator, “You always knew and now you’re breaking free. Just ask and I will show you. You’ve always been My child. This was planned all along. You had to be trapped to be free. You won’t be tired any longer; in just a little while. An age of restoration is coming. It’s not premature to celebrate, My obedient children. You can be happy; have fun. Being happy won’t change anything. I want you to be happy. You, being happy, will not stop this. Do not feel guilty about your future happiness.”
World Glasses
17 November 2023
“Many of my Christian friends might not be the great teachers I thought them to be” The Great Communicator tells me. “Jesus is teaching me to use my discernment, to be careful and not to be influenced by everyone. I’m not supposed to hang out with some of them anymore” she shares with me, “Some don’t believe in spiritual gifts, prophecy, a women’s position in the church and I’m hearing false narratives. He’s telling me, ‘Get away from these people.’” She says something that makes me laugh out loud, deserving of an Amen, “I’m almost better off hanging out with non-believers. He’s telling me, ‘Anyone who’s not leading you to Me, get away from them.” Jesus gives me a word for what she’s communicating, “Not everyone can go where I want you to go” and she replies, “I feel a sense of urgency about Him, but these Christians are like dead weight.” I think I really like The Great Communicator (Lol)! We praise a Worthy God with a song of her choice, I ask Jesus to prepare the battlefield, ask protection and bind the Strongman because I intend to take back what belongs to My King.
After the worship song, I ask, “What was all that about? I thought you didn’t like songs like that, only peppy ones!” She’s laughing hard. When we first meet, she doesn’t want a heartfelt song. The spirits who owned that part of her house wouldn’t permit it. Now she’s requesting sappy, “I love you Jesus” songs. So funny! I invite in The King of Kings, He tells her, “I Am here,” I test the Spirit, He confirms “Yes” and we move to The Work. As we move through the events of the day, Jesus shows her the vision of an “Angel Ram,” I smash her “world glasses” and call down angels to take “Schedules” to the feet of Jesus and He invites her to a dance.
Communicator wants to share her newly found love in Jesus, but some around her are destroying her enthusiasm, trying to put out the Light that’s been ignited inside her. She’s become afraid to share her story with others, for a multitude of reasons, some, of which, would lead to her being afraid to share in this forum, the one Jesus’ created through us. I ask Jesus, “Should I make her story private,” thinking we can do the work without this being a hinderance to her growth. Jesus doesn’t answer me, but tells her, “It’s more about how you can be bold and honest with Troy. Your pride is the problem. What does it matter [what they think]. Swallow your pride.” He wants to use her story for the advancement of His Kingdom. What an honor and we hear, “What’s intended to hurt you, I use for My good. I use unlikely scenarios to accomplish My will.”
I ask what He wants to accomplish through us today and He tells Communicator, “Your gift is a seer” and she reacts ‘This was prophesied over me at my Baptism and confirmed a couple times after.” I consult the Boss, “How do You want to approach this Jesus.” He responds to her, “What do You want to see? I want to know what’s in your heart, be honest.” She immediately begins to tell me a dream she had a couple nights prior, “I woke up in the middle of the night and I see this huge thing in the spirit. It’s an angel, ram thing. I close my eyes, reopen them and it’s still there” and she questions The King, “Was this an angel, that’s a ram?” His answer comes to her spirit, immediately, “Angelic Ram” and she continues, “This being wasn’t happy, but not scary. It was big and strong and then I woke up. I began to pray for the meaning.” We begin researching “Ram” in the Bible. A ram was the appropriate sacrifice, instead of Isaac. Ram’s horns are blown at Jericho and Communicator chimes in to share her thoughts, “The last time we’re together He said, ‘It’s not too soon to celebrate. I feel joy, not afraid [at looking at this Angelic Ram]. I’m thinking, the joyful sounds of the horns that bring down those walls. Ram is Ram Tough, right? Stubborn. I’m stubborn. Joy breaks down the walls. I’m trying to break down my walls.”
Jesus instructs me “Troy, you say something,” but before I respond I have a question, “Is this being Yours or fallen angelic?” He doesn’t respond, so I continue, “Because, when she’s describing the situation and this being, I’m thinking Baphomet. Baphomet has the face of a ram, or goat. He’s both human and animal (transhumanist agenda), male and female (the true androgyne), human and divine (angelic).” Baphomet is the fallen angel amalgamized, blaspheming God’s perfect design, by mixing all into one. I use her description of the being to argue my position, “She says one horn is higher on the left and lower on the right. It’s dark, not white; more like a shadow than clear. Its presence wasn’t disturbing, but almost comforting. I feel all these things point to something sinister and not Holy. The horns are not perfect, God’s creation is good, perfect. It’s dark, shadowy, God’s stuff is full of light. Its presence is comforting, but these beings have the ability to make one feel, deceptively.”
Jesus is letting us debate this Angel Ram, but we’re at a stalemate. She requests a “Mulligan,” I laugh at her golf reference, Jesus says, “I’ll teach her to test the spirits” and then, there’s a sharp, sudden turn in our discussion. Jesus gives me a feeling and I ask, “Is her spirit okay Jesus?” He says, “You need to deal with this.” I call up her human spirit, the spirit of Communicator. Her spirit answers, “Yea” and I ask, “What are you doing in there?” She answers, “I’m trying to help.” I ask, “Help who?” She responds, “[Communicator].” Me, “Help her do what?” Her spirit, “Pacing her.” Me, “Pacing for what?” there’s silence and I ask, “Do you have any co-workers [with you]?” I’m looking for demonic overseers over this work and she replies, “I don’t know.” I ask if she feels lost, no answer, so I ask if she’s heard of Jesus. Her spirit answers, “Yes.” Me, “What do you know about Him?” Her spirit, “He’s inside [Communicator].” Me, “Do you know Him?” Her spirit, “I am him.”
The spirit of Communicator’s been fooled into believing she’s the savior of human Communicator. I ask, “Why do you say, ‘I am him?’ Don’t you know this Jesus is God?” She’s silent, so I ask, “Can I invite Him in to meet you?” She agrees, inquisitively, “Yes.” Jesus comes in, Communicator cannot see what’s going on. I’m trying to help the situation, but Jesus doesn’t need my help and redirects us, showing her a vision of her uncle, saying, “I see my uncle XXXXX, the Cardinal at the Vatican. I ask Jesus, “Is [the uncle] in a good place?” and Jesus gives us a one-word, redirect, “Troy” and I know I’m supposed to deal with the answer while He’s working on the spirit of Communicator.
The spirit of Communicator is holding onto a notion of religion through Catholicism. Human Communicator says, “It’s like a lens [we’re seeing through, both flesh and spirit parts]. Sometimes I have on the right glasses, sometimes not. Sometimes, I can see both ways, through both lenses. The old lenses are trying to work [predominantly], so I can see Catholicism through my family’s eyes.” I ask Jesus, “Is spirit [Communicator] a Catholic?” We hear, “That’s a good question.” My mind interprets this answer sarcastically, which doesn’t seem like a Jesus type answer to me; so, I test the Spirit and it’s Him. The answer was literal, not sarcastic, so I move to the next question I have for Him, “Is there anything I can do to help Spirit [Communicator]?” Human Communicator has a question first, “What is my imagination?” I think she’s trying to figure out where her human imagination ends and her spirit begins. Jesus tells her to submit to Him, “I’m right here,” He says. He’s the one who allows discernment. We are in a complex area right now. We feel there’s interference, she thinks it’s her, I ask Jesus “How do we know?” He answers, simply, “Ask.” I redirect back to spirit Communicator, “How’s she doing Jesus? Is she Yours yet?” He answers, “Yes” and we are excited.
The Great Communicator begins to explain to me how, just recently, messages are “just flying out of my mouth,” when she’s around others. These messages seem very encouraging and wise, but she’s concerned about their origin. This is fitting, with everything that just happens in the last paragraph. This can be confusing and Jesus begins giving Communicator a message, “The words coming out of you are My words for other people, but they are not for you, yet. My love is coming through you, for others. A day is coming that I will open my words up for you, through you.”
After His message, flesh Communicator tells me, “I feel anxious. Something’s in my throat.” I ask Jesus for authorization; He extends and I reach into that house and grab the one in the throat. I squeeze this being and flesh Communicator reacts with a scream. “Who’s in there,” I demand and flesh Communicator reacts, “I’m so tired. I want them all to be gone.” “Good,” I demand, “Who’s making her tired. Human or demon?” The being responds, “Human.” I ask its name, but get a function instead, “Schedules.” I ask, “Are you following the wrong Kingdom in there?” and flesh Communicator adds, “I feel I have world glasses on again.” I ask permission to smash these world glasses. Permission granted, so I smash them, replace them with spiritual glasses and tell her, “Open your eyes and tell me what you see.”
She’s been chasing her schedules in the flesh. I tell her to open her spiritual eyes and she tells me she sees “A light, far away.” I ask, “Is this Jesus’ light?” She responds, “I’m tired.” I call down energy from heaven, put it into her being, call back “Schedules” and the spirit replies, “Nope.” I interrogate, but this human spirit doesn’t want to communicate. I give the very direct, spiritual evangelizing options (much different than in the flesh); live or die, eat or be eaten and although not this direct, these are the options. Many of these human spirits know what they’re caught up in and want out, but not Schedules. I even offer to invite Jesus in to meet her, but no answer. We never find out who this spirit is. I call down two angels from heaven to arrest this human spirit, the one whose assignment is to tie flesh Communicator to her schedules, but flesh Communicator’s still holding onto the worldly schedules. It won’t go.
Flesh Communicator is explaining to me, “Jesus is showing me a license plate and the plate reads ‘2ADance.” As I’m writing this to you, I’m thinking, “That’s too many characters,” because that’s how my brain works. I look it up and the MVA website corrects me, saying “depending on the vehicle one may request a message of at least 2 and up to 7 characters.” He gives her a vanity plate! I love Jesus. He always knows what’s up! Anyway, she tells me, “He’s inviting me to a dance, but I have to let go [of my earthly schedules] and let Him lead.
Even though she’s invited to the dance, she admits, “I’m worried it won’t be fun. My life used to be fun. I used to have so many friends. I’m afraid to give up my life! If I surrender, it won’t be fun.” I ask Jesus, “Is there a being behind this?” he tells me, “No, just [Communicator]. She likes to have fun.” That’s why He invited her to a dance! Dances are fun! He wants to have fun with her in this calling. “It’s a faith problem,” I tell Jesus and He gives me the scripture “Lord, I believe; help me with my unbelief.” We discuss the scripture and how it relates to her life. She asks Jesus, “Help me with my unbelief” and I instruct her to throw her Day-Timer to Jesus and tell Him to “Take it!” She does, I ask Jesus, “Did you take it?” He answers, “Yes.”
I clean up, checking and rechecking, “Jesus, is spirit [Communicator] saved?” Jesus, “Yes.” Me, “Jesus, You got her soul, right?” Jesus, “Yes.” Yay! Her soul, flesh and spirit belong to Jesus now. Communicator tells me, “I’m getting used to living in two worlds.” It’s a good thing she used that mulligan; although, I think we will have to deal with the Angel Ram again in the future. I ask Jesus to hug our girl and ask her, “Did you get your hug?” She answers, laughing with relief, “Yes.” What a day. Thank You Jesus!
The Empowered Communicator
4 December 2023
Yesterday, I receive a message from Communicator stating, “…I can’t bare my soul and do the work of inner healing [if it’s not] what the Lord wants.” I’m thinking, “She’s under attack” and tell her it’s all the better reason we talk. She responds, “I’m not under attack, I’m listening to the Holy Spirit. I’m just not clear if we should go ‘on hold’ or move on from each other…” Okay. So, I take it to Jesus, in my Kingdom Intelligence Forum and Jesus releases me. He tells me, “I got her now.” So awesome! I encourage her and release her to Him. I’m thankful Jesus put me in her path. God bless you, The Great Communicator.
Footnotes:
- So the reader will understand, the meaning of Catholic is “Universal.” The name, in itself, is a lie. The Kingdom of God is not universal. On the contrary, it’s exclusive to those who’ve accepted His Blood sacrifice for their sins and choose to walk in a covenant agreement with Him, not the result of works, that no man may boast. People can find Jesus within Catholicism, but the religion is not designed for freedom. It’s a twisted, binding mechanism of religion. There’s nothing Catholicism can do on its own, it’s by His grace, mercy, His sacrificial gift and His Blood that you are saved. ↩︎
The Truth Project of Salisbury Md. 