College of God & Love, Core Tenets

2 Missed Chances 2 Help Souls

Mukked up on Purgatory 12-8-23

 Two missed chances to help Souls

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         I fear this might refer to Purgatory so I must write it down, although I’m in a hurry to finish editing my book on the subject, & the dreams being recorded/analyzed does slow me down. However, here goes:

         At first, I’m doing something with delinquents, the guys I knew downtown, the locals, one of which was ‘JO’. He was tall & I was sort of attracted to him for sex although he was a creep. {suspect right away this to be my spiritual husband Nick, lol.}

We are walking about the street, what are we doing? Not sure, just killing time, entertaining ourselves.

One of the guys tells me he’d like to box with me, put up my dukes. I do like fighting – wrestling & boxing – so I go along with it, & I know I’m good at it too. But when we start he does a couple illegal things, can’t recall them both, but once thing is he starts BITING my wrists & hands!

I protest,

“What is this, a Tyson deal?”

{Tyson famously was biting his opponent’s ear.}

I have soft dark cuffs on my wrists, the kind I wear when working on the computer for hours to keep my right wrist from stress of the table.

We goof around, mess around, time to go home. My house is just like this but on a hill. I left some of my belongings with the people – maybe out of charity or gifts, & now I fear, did I accidentally leave my keys behind in a small cloth purse I might have left there? But thank God, I see I have the purse & attached to it are my keys, attached by those metal key holders, I’m SO RELIEVED.

 

There is a second trip. I must WALK back home. I walk a while on a road I think is OK. It gets more & more ‘country-fied.’ Then I turn a corner & the road, which was wide, is suddenly much narrower, like half what it was, & it has long soft green branches from bushes on either side bending into the road, completely covering it! I forgot to say, it snowed & snow is everywhere, including the road, but the branches have remained green like summer. {I also SENSE that possibly, past those green branches, the road might diminish more & it turns into wilderness – no road at all.} This CANNOT be the right road because a car wouldn’t be able to get through & my road always has access for cars. So back I go wherever I walked from.

 

Next, I try another road. This one seems really good. At first, it looks exactly like the way my regular road home is – that road I see so many times in my dreams, over a large hill – sometimes that road leads home but sometimes it’s just somewhere I MUST GO & then back track & go home. Again, there is snow everywhere, including the road. I know this road by the sign posts – the houses I pass by every time, on the left, some areas are wooded, etc. It has VARIATIONS but it’s the same familiar road, a road that changes, yet is the RIGHT ROAD.

 

This time I walk a LONG TIME. And then alas, I come to the END because in front of me, the road stops & there’s a LARGE QUIET BODY OF WATER, on the other side, a woods! And to the right of this dead end is a very old house – forgotten – made of white shingles that are worn with age – not sure if anyone lives there. I have the feeling that no one every comes here, even if someone is living in it, they are in solitude. And I have walked so long, might not be able to get home easily. If someone lives in this place would they give me shelter for the night? It is impossible to go on, not sure if I can get back today, it was a walk of hours. {end}

MEANING:

         *{ME: Speaking of lost, Mother God, I am. Can’t think definitely what this means except maybe the first one. That could refer to my being with the clients of Nick, who’s worked with me before on reaching Purgatory – so many drug addicted who passed.

There’s one who wants to play-fight but he ends up doing illegal things including biting my wrists & hands. I have on cuffs, which mean protection. And biting my hands is probably,

‘Biting the hand that feeds him.’

One of Nicks’ people is ungrateful for what I do for him, he hurts me. So I cannot help him at this time.

But I do ‘get home,’ I retained my keys, which means I succeeded, so I must have helped someone.

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But the next two trips the scenery is covered with SNOW, including the road, & snow I believe means DECEPTION. It’s a tricky symbol, but snow SILENCES everything, it COVERS all things, so you can’t see what’s underneath. It can cover everything overnight & you wake up & can’t see anything it’s on. So snow SILENCES & COVERS – it hides – it can deceive.

Here I was somehow deceived that I was going right – thinking – doing – acting right, but I was WRONG.

What was I wrong about? What were my mistakes? I guess I failed at helping any more souls in Purgatory.

MOTHER GOD: If you consider what your schedule was part of the night you listened to your ‘inner voice’ but in doing so, at the end of the night, you realized you had not said your Masses, the one you always say, plus the extra that is a gift to them for Christmas.

Those two roads, then, are the Masses you MISSED SAYING. Again, you thought it was alright, you felt you could make up for them the next day, today. You’ve said 2 Masses now, let’s see if you’ll make up the other 2 or wiggle out of it, lol.

The good part is you did reach Nick’s friends & did some good.

ME: What are those green branches that bend over the road from both sides & cover it & beyond that, I fear the road ends, & then only wilderness?

MG: The leaves mean ‘victory’ but you are surrounded by snow. You are being deceived that it’s alright not to say a Mass.

ME:  And the second journey that dead ends, with the lake & very old house of solitude on the right? I have walked a long way, am wondering if there be any shelter there – Can’t go on, long way back.

MG: That’s the Christmas Mass you did not say. Can’t find shelter is someone you missed helping. They are in solitude, no one is reaching them – you sense the feeling of abandonment. The body of water before you is the Grace this soul could have gotten, but did not. You are feeling what the soul feels, all alone, walked or struggled a long while, need shelter, comfort, love, but is it forthcoming? – Uncertainty. The soul WAITS.

PS Immediately upon hearing this analysis of course I felt remorse & said those two Masses. I hope God reveals to me tonight if I reached that poor soul in the lonely, forgotten house!}*     {end}

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College of the Gender War, Core Tenets

the Gender Conflict

The Gender War – We are Leaders – How do we Defeat Patriarchs? 12-5-23

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From William Bond:

We have to think how we can sell the concept of matriarchy in a way that appeals to all people. It should in theory appeal to women but I think they are afraid of matriarchy. I know feminists do fear a backlash against women if they go too far and I suppose they think that the concept of women ruling the world will cause a backlash. This is probably why the women at Matriarchal Studies try to claim that matriarchy is only about equality. 

So I think women would love to rule the world, but they think if they try to do this, men will get upset and use violence against women to assert control over women once again. Which suggests to me that women do think that equality with men is as much as they can achieve and if they attempt to go further than this, it will end up in disaster. So for this reason we cannot just sell matriarchy to only women, we have to sell matriarchy to both men and women because women will have more confidence in matriarchy if they are supported by men. 

Matriarchy can appeal to men because Patriarchy doesn’t benefit the majority of men. We have had many men who have wrote about the insanity of warfare and that we live in a very unequal world. So I think we can sell matriarchy as a solution to both warfare and inequality. That is providing that female leaders are willing to act and behave like women and not try to behave like men as we see with many modern female politicians.  william

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From Rasa Von Werder:

William, We cannot DESCEND to their level when we are the main ones telling the TRUTH, the truth, & nothing but the truth.  It isn’t about lowering ourselves, our standards, our beliefs.  If the Lighthouse dims its Light because some people are blinded by it, what will the boats steer to?

No, we are the light on the shore.  We are the fire on the mountain top, the way St. Patrick signaled his new POV, challenging the Chieftains {in case you didn’t know, they used fires to signal events, holidays, the right to rule – many things.  They were signals.} Being AFRAID & giving in to the lower thoughts is not the answer.  This IS a WAR. - A WAR OF IDEAS.  Will we allow them to win?

Shyt, if we fold up, we are the Commander in Chief, the Generals, what will the lower officers & privates do?  No one to lead them!

We are the LEADERS!  One of the characteristics of a leader is COURAGE.  This courage galvanizes the fearful, inspires them to move forward against an enemy that can hurt or kill.  Sometimes the leaders are so Charismatic  they will inspire the troops to attack against all odds.  {Not talking about hypnosis the tyrants use, talking about courage.}  Look at Napoleon & Alexander the Great.  I’m not condoning or excusing their crimes, just talking about how they spurred on people.

Recently you spoke abut positive thinking, that one must BELIEVE in order to succeed.  What has happened to your FAITH?  Have you LOST IT?

We fight not against the physical, but against spiritual entities in high places {St. Paul’s very famous idea.}  We fight with SPIRITUAL WEAPONS.  He explains, the Helmet of Salvation, the Sword of the Spirit, the feet shod in Peace, the Girdle of Righteousness & the SHIELD OF FAITH.

OK, so if we, the leaders, decide to compromise? This article I just saw, indicates today’s Churches are confused about the Gospel of Christ – which means preaching the Cross, Poverty, do unto others, love others as yourself – all of that.  Today’s world DOESN’T LIKE IT they say!  so let’s give them FOOD – MUSIC & most of all PROSPERITY PREACING, preach being positive will bring results such as MONEY.  Preach if you love God, God will give you MONEY!  BLESSINGS ARE MONEY!  A fine house, car, good mate, healthy children, preach all that will come to you if you love God – then they will COME TO CHURCH!

But this gospel is the Gospel of Satan!  He said,  ‘I will give you all the kingdoms of the world & their glory if you will bow down & worship me!”
And you are suggesting compromise of our ideas, the very ideas that have built our foundation – which for you is ‘men have done a terrible job of ruling our world, they are not suitable to lead, step aside & let women take their place. etc.’

For me, it’s ‘Women are superior to men by nature – God made them that way.  Men cannot, should not rule the family or world as they destroy what they control; it is not natural for them to lead. etc.”

On the side of Christianity as I said, the Cross is what Jesus taught, & Poverty is the Cross.  The FOCUS on Prosperity is the Gospel of Satan.  As far as Matriarchy, Matriarchy is NOT equality of women with men.  We cannot preach this as then we become IRRELEVANT.  We dismiss our cause, our unique foundation & agenda.  We then stand for nothing; we simply disappear among the out-dated feminists.  Feminists will be like the Wright Brothers 200 years from now, people will know they had to start somewhere, so there they started.  And what they fought for was not equality with men – I’m sure many believed in superiority – they preached for equality UNDER THE LAW – a big difference-the right to vote, to get jobs, etc.  You never cite that difference.

    So let’s get back to the teaching of St. Paul.  What do we fight with?  Truth, righteousness & the truth is what we three have been saying all along from the beginning & we cannot deviate from it or else we sink into the mire of where all the other don’t-knows are.  Those who hunger for the truth – who will they then follow? - The femdom world?  I just had a man write me today talking about a femdom ‘Goddess’ who wants to start a Gynarchy community. He calls her Viola Voltairine. Curious to see if this had any validity, I looked her up & saw this:

“And through Ms. Lane, I’ve met Goddess Viola Voltairine. A slave owner of two men, seeking to create her own harem of male servants. She also revels in female sexual sadistry. A self-proclaimed vampire, she cuts and feeds on her favorite boy Drum’s blood regularly.”

OK this is a crock of shyt.  It’s an invention to MAKE MONEY from submissives. We understand this; we know it’s not REAL in creating Matriarchy.  It is not part of our agenda, POV or religion; this is a sideline for those who want/need to use the adult trade to make money.

OK then is this who they follow if we disappear by preaching a lower truth? 

You speak of FEAR – women’s fear.  They fear more than VIOLENCE.  They fear the lack of support from men.  Support is paramount.  If a woman has children, working & taking care of them is extremely difficult – she needs help.  Even ordinary life is more tolerable with the help of a partner.

Your letter, now that I reread it, is so sissy-ish it makes me want to vomit.

If this is WAR – & it is – it’s like saying let’s back up a step. Give the enemy more room, more freedom, let him have what he wants to some degree. We can’t afford to have him hurt us or kill us, let’s give in.

Some leader you are!

Instead of what you say we must have FAITH that God WILL PREVAIL & Matriarchy will happen as God intended, just let us do what we can, no compromise.

You said:  “This is probably why the women at Matriarchal Studies try to claim that matriarchy is only about equality.”

          The reason these women say what they say & pretend what they pretend is because academia is still under the power of patriarchy.  They are not allowed to teach/preach, female superiority which is the rule in Matriarchy.  If they do they will be discredited & maybe lose their jobs – their work trashed or discredited the way they tried with Marija Gimbutas.

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From William:

Rasa, when I wrote about men supporting women. I didn’t mean that men take any leadership position. Men can support women as bodyguards and as workers for the matriarchal cause. In many ways men can be more aware of what a terrible job men do of ruling the world, than women. Too many women are willing to make excuses for men’s behavior. I don’t see matriarchy v patriarchy as a women v men fight. Many women support patriarchy and I’m sure many men will support matriarchy.    William

 

From Rasa: William,

    All I can think of in answer is in Africa there are communities of women that broke off from men.  They supported themselves; they found a way, some, by selling jewelry they created to tourists.  I’m not sure exactly what they did in all these sisterhoods, but they not only survived they thrived compared to what they had before, & did not suffer the mistreatment & oppression previously.  The men were seething with rage & jealousy – their communities without women went downhill, they become impoverished & lacked all the benefits of female slavery.  For a while they attacked & interfered with the women but eventually slowed down on that, it was no use.

    In time, males were allowed to return but only in subordinate positions, to do menial work.  Not many men – just a few.

    We definitely see this issue from two similar but different positions.  Mine is more extreme pro women.  You want the men to be involved in everything it seems.  I don’t.  I don’t trust their presence at all.  They want to get their foot in the door & after they do they take more & more away from women.  Their ultimate aim once again, is to control us, & it’s like the demons getting in – we know their agenda. 

    My POV comes from experience.  I’ve lived with men starting out ever-so kind, nice, supportive, with flattery, gifts, favors – whatever they can do to get in {false front being shown}.  And then after a while, they take more & more good away & bring more & more evil into the picture.  This happened with most, not all my relationships.  The exceptions were as I described in my life story, ‘St. Esquire’ & Richard Von Werder, my second husband.  But I can’t think of any other supportive & loving relationships men gave me, it always ended up bad.  And when I say bad I mean horrid – Because they are not SINCERE in their ‘love’ – it’s human desire.

 

    And besides that, they DON’T CARE ABOUT CHILDREN in general.  There are exceptions, George Muller & Rev Spurgeon & a few others.  But these are rare.  Why did we have legions of children IN THE STREETS in the 1800′s?  Charles Dickens writes about the work houses & orphanages.  These orphans were seen as VERMIN by the regular folk, as they had to beg & steal to survive. They were dirty, ignorant, sometimes ill & had no charm or manners to win folks to their favor.  Why all these kids in the street, for lack of WHAT?

    For lack of MATRIARCHY.  Men want to follow THEIR NATURE – taking care of children is not part of it.  So they obey their glands & when women get pregnant, they can whistle Dixie for support – he got his kicks – good bye Cecilia.  Women are reduced to beggars– there is no safety net for men’s actions, what can a pregnant woman or one with babies do for support in those days?

    You care too much about the side of men, who do not deserve your concerns.  Granted there are some good ones, but only a minority.  I’m thinking in general terms.  You’re seeing this PERSONALLY like your own good self helping women.  Think of all those who don’t give a shyt.

The Patriarchal system is designed for men to get all the privileges & women few options, keeping them in slavery. This is changing for the better but you’re slow to see women’s plight. You’re looking at men with rose colored glasses – across the board THEY ARE THE ENEMY & we are sleeping with him.       

        In spite of all your teachings, you are a man so you are on the side of men – To some degree, to a degree that makes me uncomfortable.  

No matter what I say, you CAN’T see my POV.  You can’t perceive why women would want to have a place to GET AWAY from men entirely, to have a SAFE SPACE where men aren’t welcome.  Consider the MEN’S CLUBS in England & elsewhere, where the man could get away from wife & family, be LEFT ALONE, eat, sleep, gamble – not sure what else was provided.  In some places, just sit, read or chat.  But they were left alone without interference from women.

Women want the same thing – I certainly do.  I have not had a REAL girl friend since High School.  No one I can rely on or trust. Because once women reach a certain age & status in society, they are considered PROPERTY OF MEN.  Single women are not allowed into married people’s company.  You can’t understand all of this, there is so much you DO NOT UNDERSTAND re the plight of women & their needs.    Rasa

 

Pete Jackson says:

Good evening, Rasa and William.  Oy vey, there’s a lot to unpack here.  I am admittedly a bit out of my depth so I don’t think I really have much of substance to add here.  But here goes anyway:

I will note that there is a difference between compromising one’s *strategy* versus compromising one’s *principles*.  The former may be permissible, while the latter is not.  And it’s a very fine line indeed.

About faith, I am the first to admit that mine is not always nearly as strong as it should be.  I can even be a Doubting Thomas at times.  It’s kinda human nature, I guess.  And I reflexively tend to approach the issues from a more secular and social perspective by default. 

And of course, William and I are men, and thus we will unfortunately always be at least a little a bit biased towards the male POV, even if unconsciously.  It’s in our DNA.  Like William, I personally tend to prefer more integration over gender separatism for the most part.  Though I think there is something to say for both perspectives IMHO.  And especially with me, please take what I say with at least a grain of salt, if not a whole pound.

We may not always agree on everything, but at least we all agree on the very basics overall.

Beyond that, I don’t think I have much else to add here.     Best wishes,    Pete

Rasa says:

OK thanks Pete.  What this to me has brought out is that there is a conflict between the view of William & myself which will never change.  So to quell my frustration I just have to accept it, not let it bother me.  It will be impossible for us to convince the other, we just have to let it go.  And why he can’t understand what I am saying is beyond me.  I DID NOT say women & men have to be separate at all times in all ways, all of them.  I said women NEED a PLACE/PLACES were they can be separate.  Is that not a difference?

Patriarchs are not separate from women AT ALL TIMES, in all ways, in all places.  But they have places to go to be separate. Muslims have their Temples.  Italians & other nationalities have ‘men’s clubs,’ they are all over the place. They also have Shriners, Freemasons & the like.  Even my little town has one. I’ve seen so many movies where men speak of & go to ‘their club’.  The club is a men’s hotel – they can sleep there if they wish.  Where is the equivalent of this for women?

But for women, it’s even more necessary because they not only need separate space to go to for themselves, the space must also receive their CHILDREN.  This is BEYOND battered women’s shelters.  That is what my NEW ORDER will address & I hope, provide.

William & yourself don’t dwell upon such things as you never had to.  I had to.  I had a child & I was alone.  No family, nothing.  I could have used a safe space that provided amenities for her & me apart from our own residence.  A ‘hotel’ or ‘women’s club’ where you could safely leave your child/children where they would be  provided for by women, while you work shop or do something else.  Women need this DESPERATELY.      Rasa

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Paul described the spiritual battle in his letter to the Corinthians

“For though we walk in the flesh, we do not war
  according to the flesh.  For the weapons of our
  warfare are not carnal but mighty in God for
  pulling down strongholds,  casting down arguments
  and every high thing that exalts itself against
  the knowledge of God, bringing every thought
  into captivity to the obedience of Christ,” – Paul (2 Cor 10:3-5)

As we are fighting a spiritual war, the weapons we use are not physical weapons. Our mission objective is not to take prisoners or to conquer cities. Our true target is to capture the hearts of the people, to lead them to Christ, to teach them to obey him.

But sometimes, no matter how much effort we put in our preaching, we often find it difficult to reach to our friends. No matter how hard we try, we fail to capture their hearts.

As the result many churches come up with many methods to preach the gospel. But often we do not receive the result that we want.  It looks as if we are attacking a stronghold that will we can never overcome.

Perhaps we rely too much on our own wisdom and strategies and we fail to utilize the spiritual weapons of the apostles. 

The Power Of God And Its Role In Spiritual Warfare

When Paul encountered a similar problem, how did he overcome it? 

Often we are unsure how to win the hearts of people. The modern church advocate that that traditional services can no longer attract people.  They feel that old stories can never move new people. So they plan countless ways to reach out and move people. 

As we see this, sometimes we wonder, “Shall I continue to talk about Jesus and the cross?” “Should we find another way?”  That is how most Christians approach their spiritual battle. 

 

College of God & Love, Core Tenets

Discard Lust-Attachment

12-3-23 Swarthy Man

 

I discard lust/attachment to a man recently met

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          Not sure if I can remember all that happened but the thing that does stand in my mind is the swarthy man.

          We were in a place doing work, not sure what kind, but there’s a group of us. People appear, some we know & trust, others are not yet evaluated.

          The swarthy man mentioned is a close associate, someone known, trusted, cared about. He’s big, has thick hair on his head & a medium thick beard, maybe mustache. There’s a ‘lumberjack’ appearance to him & he is wearing suspenders on his pants.

          The group of us are in the room when he walks in & goes a half flight up the stairs in front of me to some sort of spot & while he’s up there a man, new to him, arrives, & sits to the left.

         Swarthy comes back down to meet the man, uncertain of him, but I say to him,

          “You’re going to like him. I know him & love him as much as I love you, he’s good, and he’s one of us. The new man seems to become the image of Swarthy, like there’s two of them, as they greet one another.

 

          Another scene. I am in my old bedroom at the farm & I want to be private as I have to take a dump real bad. But a black man {refers to soul, not race} with some kind of hair sticking up all over his head barges in & want to be here – maybe take a leak.

          I tell him he has to leave, this is my room, he’s reluctant but finally does so & I close the door with the drop-in clasp.

          I have to do #2 but don’t want anyone to see it so after taking it I wrap it in very thick napkins & hold it, hiding it under the left sleeve of my full-size turquoise robe – Before I leave to go downstairs & discard it somewhere – where? In the regular trash or go outside, I’m not sure.

          Before this happens something that in the dream, seems striking. They were talking abut my Dad, as he was far away. Suddenly he enters my room. At first I don’t even recognize him, not sure why. He’s wearing a nice outfit, classy tweed jacket with maybe a scarf {vague} & his glasses are no longer black but more stylish like maybe light brown frames. I exclaim,

“Dad! You’re here, & embrace him.

          We talk for a few minutes, than he puts his head on my bed & falls asleep. I can’t wake him up so decide he needs the rest & that’s when I leave.

          I tell the black man, who’ now sitting on my brother’s bed, reading a magazine,

“You can go in now & take your piss & whatever. My Dad is there but he’s sleeping so soundly he won’t even see you so what you do won’t matter.”

As I leave, heading for the trash, hoping no one sees my package, my sister thank God does not stop to talk to me, as I enter the kitchen where the trash is she streaks past me, in a hurry to get upstairs, so I’m safe. {end}

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MEANING:

These are the 2 versions of my ‘new friend,’ Harold, a big-time musician who wrote me a few notes.

It’s re his old image, which was ordinary, like John Doe, with his hair a mop, his mustache & beard unkempt, his clothes compared to now grungy, ordinary, forgettable. His walk & manner here is crude, as he was a rock’n’roll’ star with a partner. Usually they wore black, plain ugly jackets, no colors, as this seemed appropriate for that crowd, but he also wore dark olive sweat shirts, shapeless, with dark pants, hair unkempt, when doing interviews, so that look remained unpolished across the board.

Now a new ‘Swarthy’ enters. The old Swarthy confronts him uncertain.

The new image is his hair has light brown highlights – not much – just enough to look natural. It’s combed properly & when he performs he must have it styled every time, with the hair going backward neatly, not dropping forward like a thick brown/grey mop as it was. He was swishing it away from his eyes before. This was not a superstar look – it would not make women swoon as they do today.

So the old confronts the new & I assure him, the new is good, as good as him, lol. Perhaps at first he was uncertain.

The next scene is a temptation. It’s going back to your primitive, immature self & what is the need to take a dump? To get some shyt out of you, which means something you don’t need, it’s waste like waste feelings & thoughts, a waste of time away from your regular work. This happened when you attended to Harold.

The guy who wants to INVADE your privacy is the devil. You lock him out. He waits ‘his chance’ to tempt you to do what? Divert you away from God, as God is a jealous God & turning your mind from her would be negative.

Your brother’s bed where he goes to sit & wait is appropriate, as your bro was a bed wetter, & he was hateful toward you. You had to change his urine-soaked bed at times, by order of Mom, & found a ‘dirty’ {how it was seen at the time} magazine under his pillow- naked women.

So Satan appears as this person, he is pissed at you, he hates you – he is reading a sexy magazine to illustrate he wants you to sink down into your sexual feelings – which as St. Thomas Aquinas said, will make you ‘spiritually blind.’ Satan is looking at this as an opportunity for your downfall from a high spiritual state.

You do lock Satan out but you need to get some of this ‘waste’ thoughts & feelings out of your system & you do it, but you feel ashamed & embarrassed for having these thoughts & feelings & want to GET RID OF THEM before anyone notices, lol.

So you want to hide & get rid of these feelings – based on lust {the women making comments & some men, are energized by lust but they don’t admit it. They speak of his music, charm, personality, he’s an angel, his talent etc. But it’s lust – Yo yo Ma doesn’t get this kind of attention} – & are now ready to discard them. And you don’t want them revealed to Satan, either, so you keep them ‘under your sleeve.’

The appearance of your Dad, well dressed, is the old song. You were in love with your Dad, every time you fall in love, you are repeating the feelings you had for him. At first you didn’t recognize,

“This is falling in love,”

But then you did & you did not want to pursue it. Now Dad falling asleep is your own feelings being subdued, like the shyt you are discarding.

At that point you’re safe from Satan, you tell him he can enter that room, as you are leaving the premises, & most importantly, your unwanted affection for Harold has gone to sleep.

He can do whatever he will in that room, you are not affected, you are no longer prone to fall from temptation.

And of course he’s PISSED at that.

Your sister who streaks past you as you go to trash your shyt is the practical part of you – this might be saying the practical part of you saw where this would be going & there was no point to it. It would do you more harm than good. So good bye infatuation, lust & temptation away from God’s work. And yes, today I made a comment on one of his videos that I could no longer study his life but had to move on with my own. {end}

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College of Matriarchal Love, Core Tenets

Lisa Lyon Ascends

Lisa Lyon Ascends with a ‘death bed’ Word for Me!

She  confesses ‘They wrote you out of Female Body Building’!

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12-1-23 Body Building Mystery

 

          I’m in a building, a large room on an upper floor but it’s way different than normal situation & room. It’s like there was war or devastation & there is little provision of space, decent housing, not sure about food or other supplies.

          So I am a visitor I guess in this very large room occupied by a female & her young son who seems to be a toddler. The female is hard up financially, trying to survive, make a living & she’s struggling to do that.

          Her son has made two piles of #2 here on a low shelf, the poop has no smell & it’s almost white, like a texture of some kind of frozen ice cream with the icicles, but it isn’t cold. She has not removed it & after a while I ask her to do so, which she does.

          I see the colors here as a sort of darkish salmon with medium grey running through flourishes, like if you had two colors in a liquid cream & ran a finger or spoon through them, they would create a montage like this. This is how the room seems color wise – hard to explain.

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         She’s trying to make a living by mail order & is working to accomplish this. But later there is talk about body building. It seems like she’s a body builder, way in the beginning. And I am surprised to see a large picture of her in a bb magazine, which is her but not her, somehow her muscles are way-exaggerated & her face changed, improved, everything photo shopped but you would not recognize her on the street from this image. And this is her advertisement by which she gets the most fans to write in & become her customers, so she can make some bread. This whole thing surprised me – that it was not as bad as I thought, her getting customers, but it’s based on this FAKE image of her which looks similar but different to her – it gives the wrong impression, like a sexy message! The colors of the image are exactly like the room & the picture fills the entire page. Who gave her this ad? I wonder.

          Now I’m in the street & about 30’ in front of me is a female waking with a man, on a wide old-fashioned street, like you’d see in old Europe sort of {vaguely}. She’ thin, wearing a plain chemise sort of & I know who she is & want to talk to her. I call out,

          “Pillow!”

          Which was the name of a female bb in the beginning – like 1980 – before all the females used drugs. {Some did, however, in the 1980 contest I was in, don’t know if any were using them in the first Weider BB contest in 1979.}

          She stops as she heard me. I catch up to her & say,

          “Do you remember Kellie Everts?”

          She says yes.

          Now mind you, I ‘m wearing ordinary clothes that I bum around in at the house – no makeup, nothing. You can’t see any great features so I apologize, saying to her,

          “I’m not fixed up, with the right outfit & makeup I look much better.”

          She says,

          “You look fine”

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          Above:  Arnold trying to gain credit for Lisa Lyon as the original female body builder. This would erase the fact that it was Kellie Everts who first got the idea for female body building into national media:   July 1975 Esquire, national TV ‘To Tell the Truth’ 1976  & Playboy’s ‘Huming Iron’ May 1977.  What was his motive?  Love for Lyon or hate for Kellie?  {for cockolding him with his best mate Franco Columbu?}

 

or Then I’m transported from about 20’ or more away from her sitting with a guy dressed in dark clothes. He’s at a desk like a newscaster, journalist, but he’s some sort of a psychic affiliated with her {there’s a sign on his person like a light colored moon crescent which signifies psychic}.

          He’s describing my body building history, it’s arrival, it’s summit, & then he says,

          “And then they wrote her out of female body building.”

          This man is like a friend, spokesman for this lady Pillow, but what he says makes me upset. Is he predicting the future, after I’m dead, or is it what’s already happened, by the Weider/Arnold staff placing the ‘history’ of female body building & leaving me out? If it’s the future it upsets me. As I was greatly hoping the truth would be sorted out & my name would be widely recognized as the Progenitor.

          MEANING:

          *{ME: Here we go again, Mother God. Relying on you to understand the meaning. I suspect Pillow is Lisa Lyon. I suspect her image by which she is trying to make a living, is the lady I see in the full page ad – that the Weider/Arnold duo is promoting her to make her BIG or give her the credit for being the first lady body builder.

          But the impoverished woman in the big room somehow sounds like me, trying to make a living in mail order, which is what I did – but at that point it was not a struggle as I did well. So it’s confusing to me. I need your help.

          The pivotal point to me is this about the future – that they will write me out of female bb history? Or what has already happened? And Lisa from where she is – be it Purgatory or heaven – is apologizing to me about it or admitting they did me wrong?

          MG: This sounds like a review dream & Lisa Lyon talking to you from the dead.

          What MIGHT be relevant here is you seeing her on this broad, ancient style road walking toward the sky {the opening between the 2 rows of buildings} with a man to her right, in a plain chemise, vanilla color, & you call her to speak to her.

          What this sounds like is an announcement of her imminent ASCENSION {she died Sept 8, 2023 so it’s been 2 months, 3 weeks & 3 days, which is a VERY SHORT Purgatory, the average person being about 5 years.} And you were NOT going to record this dream, thinking it was irrelevant, & you would have missed this Ascension!

          It so happens that at times, the one about to ascend as they appear to you for some reason, has a MESSAGE to give you. James Brown told you ‘Do not go out with a black man’ which was an apology for his uncaring attitude. And your first husband’s Mom, from the other side after her death, said to you, ‘I’m sorry I didn’t care about you & your child.’

          And here, Lisa has a message & it is that the Arnold/Weider establishment wrote you out of female body building ON PURPOSE. It’s a REVIEW, not a prediction of future – you already know about it, Lisa is confirming it by way of supporting you, underscoring its truth, which are her ‘last words’ to you. The ‘last words’ on a person’s ‘deaths bed’ are considered accurate, viable & meaningful. They give a message of what’s on their mind, their conscience, their concern. So here she is CONFESSING something, to your favor. It might show that deep in her heart she REGRETTED what was done to you, although she never did anything about it, like saying in public you were the one who started it – who she got her idea from – but it was on her CONSCIENCE.

          ME: It sounds like I’m aware she’s about to Ascend. I see her with her Guardian Angel {this proves something, that our Angel/Angels accompany us during our Ascension}as she’s about 30’ or so in front. I call her to get a message just before she enters Heaven – & this message would have to be ACCURATE.

          Of course Lisa would remember me. She knew of me plus we did the Tom Snyder show together & spoke. Here I discovered she had seen my July 1975 Esquire article, as she exclaimed,

“That was YOU?”

Why do I call her ‘Pillow’ – a female I never knew, never recall even seeing a picture of her – the only thing I recall is calling Doris Barrilleaux who I was now to get PERMISSION from to enter the 1981 Caesar’s Palace competition in Atlantic City. She would not give it to me – hemmed & hawed – didn’t say no, didn’t say yes, it meant NO. And she mentioned I vaguely recall Pillow as a viable contender. So why the name Pillow, Mother God?

MG: to represent the ultimate, cruel REJECTION of you in the female body building world after you got it started! You are in a roundabout sense, asking Lisa Lyon about it. She HAS to answer. Why? Because your spiritual efforts have benefited her escape from Purgatory, otherwise you would not have been permitted this privilege, so here, she owes you one. You have not mentioned her NAME in your prayers but nevertheless, she got some of your God-Grace.

ME: The ancient looking road with the tall buildings on either side, beyond, between the buildings open sky? Why her vanilla chemise, plain as can be?

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MG: Ancient road to Eternity, entering the timeless, not the ‘here & now.’ Her chemise? The plain garb of a sheep, no frills, no pretense, just the plain ole’ sheep’s clothing – vanilla or white, representing the ‘pure in heart.’ No more sin or attachment.

ME: OK the last questions. The person in the big room with the toddler son who has made two plops. The colors of this room resemble the colors of the exaggerated, unrealistic full-page image in the magazine which is her but not the real her. It’s an image made to rope in customers, meant o be sexy while that’s not who she is. She at first is desperate for money, then this image seems to rope in customers so she’s better off than we thought.

MG: Yes this is you, your image in public, the magazines, is not the real you. It provokes sex desires in men; of whatever type they are – being men who like dominant women, body building women or glamour dolls. There you are, on all 3 counts, an image, theater, not who you are AT HEART.

As it shows, in the beginning you were between careers & hard up for money, this mail order business SOLVED it – God gave you it but you had to do a lot of hard work & take chances.

The colors are a combo of salmon & grey. These indicate ‘resurrection’ {fish} & mental {grey.} It shows this entire career of yours – being of the adult trade, the pains, the misunderstandings, everything was orchestrated by God. It was not merely ‘earthly’ work; God had Her hand in it. It was all for a reason.

The toddler who leaves 2 shits I need time to get it – could be someone who was using you – I asked you to end the relationship & you did. 

Another question:  Why is her message delivered through the Guardian Angel, who in the next scene after the Blvd, is sitting as her business associate, behind a desk in front of her, wearing black & with a ‘psychic’ moon on his headdress.

Because Angels are known as ‘messengers,’ like the Angel Gabriel informing Holy Mary she will get pregnant by the Holy Spirit.  It’s an announcement – ‘the Annunciation.’ It makes it official – an Angel CANNOT LIE.

The psychic moon does not say ‘future,’ it says ‘insight’ or something hidden being revealed.  And you don’t know if they left you out on purpose, but this proves it. So as to why the Angel, not her, says it – to make it official & without doubt.  He’s wearing black to denote ‘funeral’ or ‘death.’

ME:  Also when I excuse the way I look, saying I’m not fixed up, wearing my grungy house clothes, she says,

“You look fine.”

Is there any meaning to that?

MG:  She’s praising you not on being ‘fixed up,’ which is superficial, theatrical or Hollywood grooming, but on the state of your appearance as you look without embellishment – & determines it’s fine.  This should encourage you on your quest to reach perfection again.   {end} 

Some Channeling

           Mother God, you know how angry/exasperated being denied true recognition makes me.  I feel like writing something, posting something, maybe even a new book.  Maybe challenge their version of ‘Female Bodybuilding’ on Wikipedia by writing another one with a new title.  I feel inside you want me to just forget it, not to do anything, it isn’t worth it.

          MG:  Right now I want you to do nothing because you’ve already done everything important at this point without wearing yourself out.  You wrote & published your book – your website has the story – many articles.  You repeated the account in your life story.  What more can you do without tiring yourself out?  It’s not that important, most people know – who should know – the truth.  Those who begin doing research & know nothing about the origin, if they have any moxie, will find you.  Those who are deadbeats & write only crap might not find you, but they don’t matter.  Honestly, it’s not important at all.

          ME:  Should I get into their version of the history & make corrections?  I could do it myself, or Pete.

          MG:  Not right now.  I insist you not think about this.  It stresses you out for no reason, it’s not important.  {end}

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College of God & Love, Core Tenets

Dr FeelGood Treats Me

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11-30-23-the Doctor-lines waiting 

Explains new musician who’s chatting with me on the internet – an international celebrity.

He posts a video & it gets a million or more views within 2 weeks

 

         For some reason it has to do with my breasts. Sense-image material has to be a friend who has to have a biopsy on her breast.

OK, so I go to this famous surgeon who looks like Gundry who I just saw on his commercial. Let’s call this man ‘Honey’ as he’s sweet. {lol}.

       I need my breast, something, maybe done with it or maybe not? It’s like all up in the air.

         Through part of the dream I see my breasts like ‘clay’ texture.

I do have something to do with the doc, then go away because he did some treatment to me & we have to have a checkup to see how it worked.

At one point, it has to do with weights. I have weights & am kind of high up above water, & a murky, muddy sort of stream that is emptying into the big water, like an ocean but it’s vague. I am on a banister & at one moment I want to throw one of my weights into that creek! Or both of them? – But feel it might do damage to some tiny creature in the water/mud. They are the ones I lift. I get the feeling overall not to use the 25 lbs for some of the exercises where I have to lift them above my body as I lie down – it’s hard. Maybe better if I use the 20 lbs. I seem to be mad at my weights & want to punish them. A man friend is with me.

Now, to go for my follow up visit. There’s a line so long that it takes hours to see him. I know this man who I’m right behind. He’s tall, above me, sweating so badly that the sweat from his face falls onto me again & again – I don’t like that.

I have to leave the line again & again for chores but I return, knowing always that I’m right behind this man.

The most recent time 2 people got ahead of me. I thrust them aside {slightly, nothing rude} & got in there telling them it was my place.

But now the father of the 2 persons who were there comes over & tries to assert his kids right to go ahead of me – I push them all aside, go inside the framed-in area {like an outdoor/indoor place, the walls are all glass} & not only do I get into my rightful place but I see there’s a clasp on the door & I close it.

Now I’m in front of Gundry, – he just stands straight, I am the same – as he did with everyone – I feel light hearted as I know all is well. I want to say,

“I feel like Miss America.”

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He’s wearing dark clothes – so am I. He’s mild mannered.

He asks me something, I answer; I think it’s about how I feel. I feel fine & happy.

Then the phone rings {real life} about a bill – lol – & that’s the end.

Forgot one scene. I wanted to approach Gundry but it was not opportune. There on the right is about a hundred or more males of all types – younger, older, flamboyant like show business, some gay with bright blue colors, others conservative, all kinds. They’re waiting for him also & seem sad or worried about what was or is wrong with them – they had surgery & don’t know how it’ll turn out yet.

I tell my friend,

“He did surgery on all of these.”

It’s impressive.

MEANING:

*{ME: Mother God, what does it mean? I think it’s about the musician I’ve been talking to & don’t know what the outcome is. I think the ‘operation’ is speaking to me personally on the comments, PLUS his performance or how he teases, manipulates, entices an audience & people with his flirtatious behavior. People are affected emotionally including me. His ways are similar to how beautiful enticing women act when they sing or dance or in some cases, act in theater. So many people are affected & hoping to be in relationship with him –, both men & women, waiting inspecial areas & lines, lol.

MG: Of course it’s about him. He’s affected your emotions or heart, which is seen as ‘breasts,’ as they contain love.

ME: But the MEANING? What does it mean? The weights might be saying I’m tired of routine, discipline, like the things I must do daily. Tired of the burden, want to lighten it up.

MG: You’re considering what would happen if he does continue speaking to you & suggests some sort of intimacy. It’s easily done by internet.

It’s ‘up in the air’ like the condition of your breasts, you aren’t sure what is the right thing to do. You were praying.

But his ‘surgery’ on your feelings worked, you are livened up, feel emotionally lifted like the power of love. He gave you hope of love even though it might seem far fetched & some people wouldn’t believe it – because of the age difference & his present celebrity. etc.

ME: What about my ‘place in line’ & the two ‘kids’ I push out of line, their Dad protests but I prevail, etc. The man with the sweaty face whose water falls on me, to my chagrin. Somehow he affects my position negatively, maybe delays it.

MG: This is saying your place to relate to him is ASSURED or CERTAIN – you will get there, in spite of others who tried to be more important or ahead of you – the competition so to speak. You lock them out, lol. The sweaty man is someone who is extremely nervous about ‘Honey’ – he could be a businessman. He does get his turn, & then you.

The ‘surgery done on all those males waiting is the same surgery he did on you – emotional. They’re all sad & worried as they don’t know where it’ll go – IF anywhere. It seems NOT. You are talking to your friend amazed at how many people he has affected, especially men. You don’t see crowds of women like this, strangely, in the dream, but you see them googly eyed in the audience at his concerts. {end}

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Had this dream failed to type it yesterday as I wanted to do other work {finished the 1st editing of my new book on Purgatory – 337 pgs} 11-29-23

 

I go to see Elvis Presley.

This is him years after his summit, like he’s settled down, retired I guess. He’s chilling her with a wife & kids & I appear, wanting his attention.

I have a chimpanzee/gorilla type project. I want to catch these apes & make a recreation center, mostly for kids, & want his funding. Yes it’s weird as I think back.

This somehow passes & now he comes up to me & is paying attention. At first, he is neutral. But then I begin speaking about his relatives, dozens of them. {This is my ticket for him to take me seriously.} I try to remember names, don’t recall all of them. I stumble to recall. But I mention one female, like an Aunt, & he is so stimulated the blood appears in his face – he knows I’m FOR REAL, that I actually met his ancestors/relatives, had something to do with them, & I have produced a book, which I present him.

The book is my usual kind, with shiny pages & images, I see one where people are streaking from left to right – it’s in shiny beige, their skin, bodies. It’s his family. This proves my authenticity.

Elvis is no longer handsome. He’s overweight, the skin on his face is kind of pock marked. I remember when I was 10 years old he was the love of my life, but I don’t go there.

MEANING:

The gorilla/ape is the picture he first saw you with as your marker on You tube. It was a very weird pic you – chose it to get attention, as the last weird pic did nothing. This ape has hair standing out straight, like a grey mop, & wildly popped eyes & is talking about he did not sleep well, why do you ask?

So that’s the image you start with & he must have gone past that & checked your site as he calls you beautiful.   This explains the gorilla issue.

But then you say something or something comes to his attention that impresses or stimulates him. Perhaps the mention of your 31st book you’re working on!

OK you got his attention & it went from there. Apparently, he’s one of the few people who has LOOKED YOU UP after you got their notice. That shows why he’s so successful, he’s zealous, he reaches out, he’s active, not passive, doesn’t wait for fate, creates it. {end}.

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