The Lying Physician and the Tongue of Fire

Written on May 3, 2011:

Today I had an interesting dream - and I'm currently unsure what to make of it (if anything at all).  It was as a cloudy day.  Out of curiosity, I was in a doctor's office observing patients.  Some of the patients had told stories of how they had been patients of this physician for a long time and had been previously ill; but then the physician gave them new meds and they got better, only to feel bad again after a period of time.  One of the female patients had coughed badly and showed her pink/bloody mucus to one of the other patients and told him that at one time her mucus was dark until the physician helped her.

My mind put 2 and 2 together in a weird way and I realized that the physician was the cause of all their illnesses.  The physician had only been helping them to increase the size of his bank account, only to then make those people ill all over again to increase it further.  I became so terribly infuriated at that physician that I didn't immediately realize what was going on above me.  Yahweh was roaring loudly and violently and constantly over the entire Washington, DC area.  His voice thundered with so much bass and rage.  I went outside and found some of my friends, and told them all that what they were hearing was the voice of Yahweh.  The ones who I have talked to previously about Yahweh, and had seen His messengers with me, became less fearful of the sound; but there was one who I had never spoken to about God, and he was terrified.

The nature of this dream was very poetic, and Yahweh's voice was so penetrating and clamorous that I'm still not 100% sure that I simply dreamed it.  (It was similar to when the TV is on while you're sleep and you hear the sounds and words in your dream).  Yahweh had enough of the wickedness in this place and felt the need to protest in a marvelous way.  And the acts of that physician (whom I never did get to see) pissed both of us off.

Jeremiah 25:30 ~ “Yahweh will roar from on high and utter His voice from His holy habitation; He will roar mightily against His fold. He will shout like those who tread the grapes, against all the inhabitants of the earth.”

Fighting the wrong battle

Capitalism leads to poverty. Poverty leads to anger. Anger leads to violence. Violence + Guns = a whole lot of broke people dying. The politicians and the courts solution to the problem: take the guns out of the poor neighborhoods. Now, either people don't see the problem, or they don't want to believe it. With all these smart and boastful people in the world, the best and only solution they can come up with is to take guns out of poor folks hands?!

Perhaps they'll find a better solution in attacking capitalism and poverty rather than attacking the defensive poor.

On Salvation - from Brent

Tweets from Brent - the prophet of the Living God

A few tweets to 'preach the gospel' of justification by faith thru grace, in opposition to all those preachers of the religious sharia law.

— Brent Herbert (@bkherbert99) May 8, 2017

If Abraham was justified by his good works (such as in making a 'personal choice for Jesus') then truly has something to boast about.

— Brent Herbert (@bkherbert99) May 8, 2017

If those who are of the religious sharia law are the heirs then faith is made null and void, for the law only brings judgments and wrath.

— Brent Herbert (@bkherbert99) May 8, 2017

For as their own law states 'cursed be all those who do not do the required work of salvation by choosing Jesus' as written in their law.

— Brent Herbert (@bkherbert99) May 8, 2017

But the promise is an outcome of faith to make it stable and guaranteed and not just to those who follow some religious law.

— Brent Herbert (@bkherbert99) May 8, 2017

Therefore salvation does not depend on the Will of God but rests upon the shaky foundation of human effort and human will.

— Brent Herbert (@bkherbert99) May 8, 2017

They attempt to justify their graceless legalism by claiming that Jesus was a Leviticus cow that had to be killed to 'pay the price of sin'.

— Brent Herbert (@bkherbert99) May 8, 2017

Jeremiah 7 "God gave them no commandments to sacrifice animals'; they claim Bible authority but nullify a prophet to keep their doctrine

— Brent Herbert (@bkherbert99) May 8, 2017

But what does the righteousness of faith tell us? It erases their arbitrary deadline of condemnation.

— Brent Herbert (@bkherbert99) May 8, 2017

Therefore all those preachers of the law must nullify even the possibility of such grace in favor of their own faithless legalistic gospel.

— Brent Herbert (@bkherbert99) May 8, 2017

Therefore the religious law teaches that God came to condemn the world, not to save it; it was possible to do better, but didn't happen.

— Brent Herbert (@bkherbert99) May 8, 2017

To My Lover

I sometimes act like I'm not thoroughly fucking pissed off at you, but you have this way of getting in my face and picking away at me so that I accept my anger and confront you, only to wind up face-in-palm as I realized my own bullshit.

I got so angry with you a few months ago that I had outbursts of rage and I almost became reckless; but then I remembered how much I love you and I remembered your love for me and I couldn't possibly stay angry long.

When I was no longer angry and in my right mind, you said to me sternly, "You need to be truthful and just. I do not want to hear your thousands of "I'm sorry!". How can you be sorry for what you meant to do, even after I warned you several times not to do what you knew not to do? I only require justice from you, not your apologies. Start rebuilding what you have torn down, begin repairing what you have destroyed, and then I'll help you - but I will not do your work for you."

And as I lift, you lift twice as much; as I nail a few, you nail a thousand more - so we rebuild and repair together the damage I've done. Even your other lovers come to acknowledge the good I've begun as they shine their lights over my head. Thank you for everything, indeed.

You are astonishing my love! You are better than any other lover. The people of this world have so many songs for their lovers, but you don't care for any songs - you never have and you never will. You want your lovers to be truthful and gentle, and if they are not truthful and gentle, then you have a problem with them.

My love, I know your voice and I know your touch. Your fingers are cool and gentle when they grace me and caress me inside. They are not cool like ice - but like a strong mint when in the mouth. Your voice is thunderous, not like thunder, but like a perpetuating roar or a raging river - the sound of a large tumult of water when a dam breaks. You shook the entire city, people even called Fox news to report the sound - I snickered a bit. You never do anything in secret and you sure as hell can make a scene. You are like the gentle shepherd from the hood.

How can I count the number of ways you have been kind to me? You are my pleasant surprise, everyday. You give me what you require from me, you make known to us what is good - I am without excuse. You are, quite literally, attached to me - and there is no separating us - even the grave is no match. He is my constant stalker, and on the Day Of My Enemies, he will aggressively stand up to you to fight you for my hand, and you will not give in. I will hear your voice and feel your touch. And though my eyes will roll to the back of my head, my flesh will not stink.

You are not monogamous, and it is not enough for you to even have 2 lovers. It is not your desire that people wither away like flowers in a field, but that they become like flowers in your Garden, whose petals never wither. It is you who tends to their leaves and branches, watering what needs to be watered, and pruning what needs to be pruned. But the flowers of the field (like the flowers of your Garden) have liberty, and you are no tyrant. Their pleasant and perfect lovers are figments of their own imaginations. Just ask someone and listen to how they describe their lover. Just listen to their many many songs! They refuse to be truthful - so you've decided to not be bound to them as long as they are untruthful.

But I am well aware of things my love. You are my lover and not theirs. Most have no idea of what I'm talking about, and those that do pay me no mind. They are mentally and physically abused by their lover, but because he says, "I love you", it's enough for them, and they believe him - even after generations upon generations of being beaten and tossed into the pit. But you are my lot, and besides you, there is nothing more I desire in the Earth. You are not bound by the knowledge of our physicians or by the power of our technology - so those who are blind will remain blind until technology advances; those that are deaf will remain deaf until physicians become smarter. This is what their lover offers them, and it is satisfactory to them. This is their portion, and they are satisfied - if there were not, then they would come to you like a withered broken man looking for true, genuine and compassionate love, and they would find it.

Zerubabbel

Eternal life is one of those things that no devil can imitate. A devil can set himself in power, enforce rules and laws that affect billions of people, and force armies to do his every bidding; then all God has to do is raise up one person from the dead, and the whole world, in all of its faithlessness, trembles and shakes.

There is another thing that no devil can imitate, and that is fulfilling the words of a prophet. You see, Zerubabbel can speak plainly - outline a detail of the possible future, and Yahweh being the God of said prophet, can fulfill Zerubabbel's words, just because God wanted to. Zerubabbel's power is God's power - his Gospel is God's gospel. Zerubabbel only needs to raise up his flesh and speak his words, then wait for his business to become God's business in fullness, and watch God handle the rest.

Quilt Makers

The doctrines which exist in the church today are complex and quite diverse. The kingdom which the church has established does not belong to children - for its doctrines and rules and laws are too complex for children to grasp, and its foundation is based on any number of beliefs rather than a simple trust.

Complexities exist due to the interwoven stitching done by all the quilt makers prophesying from pulpits and on streets. To support a doctrine, they find multiple bible verses and sew them together using needle and thread - joining old cloth to old cloth. Their statements of faith consists of sewing multiple cloths to other cloths. They hold their creation up to your face and say, "Look at what the Lord has made", when in reality, it was nothing more than a creation of their own hands.

You see, idol worship is not limited to bowing down to wood and stone, but it also consists of bowing to whatever God is resting in your imagination; whose quilt was created by you or some other man.

God has no need for quilts. Those who lie and say that God made some quilt (when in fact, they made their own quilts with their own hands), will not be found among the living much longer. Their days of perpetuating lies will come to an abrupt end.

Manufacturing Thieves and Prostitutes

Our lion-eat-gazelle economic system known as capitalism requires that there be an ideal rate of unemployment. I believe this rates hovers around 5% of the American population - meaning that there should always be 5% of the population who live below the poverty line and are looking for full-time work (this does not include those who are not, or have given up, looking for full-time work - you'd need to add about another 10% to that number - as there are roughly 50 million people in poverty in the US). There must always be a pool of people out of work for employers to pull from in order for the economy (under capitalism) to remain stable. If there are more jobs than there are workers to fill those jobs, then employers will have to offer very high salaries just to retain the employees they have - which would require them to exponentially raise the prices of their goods and services to cover those salaries - which would inflate the dollar (turning a $1 pound of sugar into a $20 pound of sugar overnight) causing the economy to fluctuate rapidly and collapse.

The ideal rate of unemployment could be also be called, "the ideal rate of slums and ghettos", or "the ideal rate of robberies", "the ideal rate of prostitutes", or "the ideal rate of police officers needed to quell violence", or "the ideal rate of protests due to police officers killing unarmed poor people".

I remember watching an episode of Supergirl on TV where there were these 2 guys who robbed a bank. Supergirl came flying out of the sky, stopped the robbers, and had a look of pride of on her face. I just simply rolled my eyes. It is true that no one likes to be robbed. But it is also true that no one robs for no reason. No one living comfortably grabs a gun, puts on a mask, and demand money from other people. 50 million poor people require a lot of cops and Supergirls to quell the outbursts and violence that IS GOING to take place. Judges will then send those people away to some jail cell to punish them for what they've done - as if they really had much choice in the matter - since no poor person has ever willingly laid down in some ditch somewhere and died with dignity. No poor person has ever willingly become a living sacrifice for capitalism - so it is enforced; enforced by all levels of government, enforced by the police, and enforced by the judges. The poor must rob and therefore, they must go to jail. There must always be a pool of out-of-workers, and if that means you must lose your job for the sake of the economy, then so be it.

People often judge what they don't fully understand, and the victim is condemned (by both "the Lord" and man).