Tweets - June 14th - Twice

Sometimes I don't notice a thing until it happens twice. A low flying meteor flew overhead tonight with a long streak tail. It brought back to memory a video where a meteorite landed in someone's yard and produced a thump.

A spacecraft then appeared and became very bright. What I noticed is that both tonight and last night the spacecraft appeared in my peripheral vision so I had to turn my head and my gaze to the right when it became bright.

I recall this happening before, but I can't tie it to any specific event to truly understand what it means. I also don't want to speculate. So with these events - orcas and meteors - I'm able to pay attention, and then wait and see.

Tweets - June 13th - Orcas

Tonight while outside, I thought about those orcas attacking the rudders of boats off the coast of Spain, and I said it was interesting. A spacecraft then flew and became very bright.

I'm unsure if angels were only in agreement with me that it is interesting that this is occurring, or if they are saying God is involved. So I began thinking - if it is God, why attack boats? Boats ship things and people.

So I've considered God's sovereignty. Maybe this is a lesson to black Americans who refuse to believe God. If God wanted, then God could have, at any time, brought about an end to the slave trade and yet refused to do so.

God would send orcas to snatch the rudders off of European fishing boats and yachts and turn a blind eye to boats carrying away Africans to be enslaved. What a brutally honest message. God's only word to black American's these last 400+ years has been, "NO!!!"

But I don't want to jump the gun. If these orca attacks are to be interpreted as an act of God in this way, and not simply a set of behavior patterns learned by a single whale, then I would expect these attacks to show up off the coast of west Africa all the way to the Americas.

Tweets - June 7th - Jesus killed Moses

Not long after the universe was created, when Jesus came down from heaven and gave the law to Moses, he said to Moses, "This book is my holy word. The words herein are worth more to me than your life. Its pages are more valuable to me than a billion human lives. If you break the laws written in this book, I will give your spirit nerve endings and burn you forever and ever and ever - it will be your own fault and not mine, your creator. But if you interpret these words perfectly and only in the way I expect you to interpret them, perform every law - except those I arbitrarily annul, and love me because I command you to do so, and beg me for forgiveness when you don't - then I will remove your dick and strip away most of which makes you human and allow you to live eternally in peace after you drop dead."

Moses looked at Jesus and said, "Ummm... OK. I guess I have no real choice or say in any case."

Jesus said to Moses, "I love you very much, and I want you to have a personal relationship with me. Though all of my decisions will be mysterious to you, you must figure out how to get close with me. Though you can never know more about me than what is written in my holy word, I need you to know me on a deep intimate level. If I don't know you intimately, then you will have hot coal shoved up your ass forever, and it will be entirely your fault."

Moses said to Jesus, "If you do love us, why do you bind us to this law? Why can't we have the same liberty as all other living things?"

Jesus said to Moses, "I did not make man for the law, but the law for man."

Moses said to Jesus, "But that isn't true."

Jesus shouted, "EXCUSE ME!!!"

Moses said, "Your holy law condemns people to death for picking grapes on the sabbath. And it commands us to stone disobedient children to death and to kill people who are intimate with the same sex. Does this not mean that we are made for the law? The law does not bend for us lest it not be perfect; therefore, we must bend for it. So, you are excused - unless your law is not perfect."

Jesus's eyes turned deep red in anger and veins began forming on his golden forehead.

Moses said to Jesus, "Your holy law says that we must love our neighbors as ourselves, but how is this possible if we cannot value ourselves more than a book? What love can I possibly offer my neighbor if my own life is worth less than the paper your holy words are written on? Can I toss your book into the fire without you getting pissed? You said that we are more valuable than the lilies of the field. Does this only apply to those lilies whose leaf fibers are not made into scripture?"

Moses said, "When we value the word of law and scripture more than we value human lives, then you - all-knowing Lord - should expect all manner of vile judgment to come from our lips and violent condemnation from our fists and weapons. Our own mothers will be turned into authors of their children's shame because of such harmful convictions."

Moses said, "Love is deed. Loving others as you love yourself is a steep and honest expectation. But this is a pointless endeavor if we must value the life of a trans person, a gay person, a sabbath breaker, a black person, a white person, a Hebrew, a Greek, or a slave as having less worth than that of your book."

Jesus killed Moses and left his body to rot on the field. Moses never entered the promise land and he burns in hell to this very day. Jesus gave his holy word to Joshua as he warred his way into Canaan at Jesus's command.

Tweets - May 13th - I have not known myself

I have not known myself. I come to conclusions and then deliver them as truths. The issue is not the conclusions, but calling such things "truths". Heaven has voiced serious complaints against me because of this.

One of these conclusions I've recently jumped to is "walking by faith". I've been convincing myself to look past all of the years of violence and pain and abuse that has happened to me, and telling myself that I didn't need to be afraid and angry and sad because I can instead be "faithful". I even remember asking myself, "how am I being myself if I look past these things and 'walk by faith'".

I'm not talking about the simple act of trusting God, but rather the act of ignoring who and what I am.

I first noticed that there was an issue when I made the decision to "walk by faith and forget the history of Kelvin", and multiple spacecrafts began flying overhead with noticeably dim lights. I knew the consistently dim lights meant something, but I didn't know what.

Then came the quick flashes. I mentioned some time ago that those quick flashes are distractions - and that appears to be true in part - but it is now evident that those are also rebukes. This didn't really become clear until a few nights ago when a spacecraft flew overhead and flashed and flickered its lights in a way I hadn't seen before. Then I wondered if it was a rebuke, and a spacecraft flew overhead very fast in confirmation.

But what really sprang me into action was last night when a peach-colored spacecraft flew overhead. Nothing felt good about seeing that - but it forced me to ground myself and get to the bottom of the issues I was having. Based on the responses I had received over the last few days, I understood that I was having an emotional issue, an honesty issue, and a humanity issue. But seeing that peach-colored spacecraft forced me to think deeply about these things until I began to understand what was wrong. These things were on my mind when I fell asleep last night, and those same things were on my mind the second I awoke this morning. And I'm so thankful that such measures were taken.

We are all human. We are all right here in this same world all together. The tragedies of this world are because of the insistence of God's rejection. We are all birthed from sad and angry mothers, have sad and angry friends, and have sad and angry people who rule themselves over us. They are sad and angry because they live in a world that is the physical embodiment of "GOD'S REJECTION", though they may never see it this way.

The only thing that separates me from you is that I am under Grace and you are not. I don't say this to be bold or boastful, but it is true, and it might help with whatever understanding one can gather from hearing a stranger talk about seeing a peach-colored UFO.

A world that is rejected by God produces a people who are broken and sad and filled with pain. Being under Grace does not change this fact; being under Grace has no affect nor impact on our humanity. I don't even know who I am without the remembrance of this pain, the attachment of this pain. I am not free from it, and the only reason I am not free from it is because God has not delivered me from it. And I cannot free myself, at least not that I have ever known. But when God does deliver me, who will I be? I suppose a human male walking naked in a Garden, surrounded by loving gazes and gentle deeds.

I can attest to the fact that being under Grace does sprout up periods of joy. I may be sad and frustrated at times, embarrassed and uncomfortable at times, but I am no longer broken and destroyed. I am given the time and space and liberty to understand God and the Garden of God. I have no desire to drink myself into oblivion or take copious amounts of drugs to hide from this reality. Though alone, I am healed, I am always being healed, I am blessed, and I am being blessed - even my softening flesh sings the Glory of the Living God.

Being under Grace does not change our nature, but what I have found is that it gives me a reason to always be a decent human being, in spite of where I come from. I am to understand my discomforts, understand my sadness and my frustrations, understand why I am the way I am - why I feel the way I feel in that moment, step back and be a decent human being, doing justice.

God's faithfulness has taught me that God is unquestionably and unwaveringly God. Salvation comes by way of God's faithfulness. And my experience has taught me that I only need to do justice and wait for God. But even in this, I do not always do good; I do not always see myself.

I only ever need to be myself - to know myself, to accept myself, and to be myself - and then be a decent human being in spite of the pain, the embarrassment, the sadness, the terror, this discomfort, the frustration, and the anger. I am a human being and I am allowed to be a human being.

I am thankful to heaven for confirming tonight and for lifting my spirits by shining a light as bright as Venus and flying across the sky, not dimming for a second.

Tweets - April 14th - Burn their asses

When I was around 15 years old (1994/95), I was in church one Sunday with my mother, grandmother, and some of my grandmother's sisters, and a guest prophet named Todd Hall came to visit and preach. I'm not sure if I'd ever seen a prophet before, but I was intrigued. 

He proclaimed, "In the year 2000, all the homosexuals in the world are going to be burned alive in fire. God is going to burn them up!" The church cheered and shouted and celebrated, "Praise God!", "Praise the Lord!!", "Hallelujah!!!". Some "spoke in tongues", and others "went in the spirit" in demonstration of the worthwhile power of God in the Church.

Wouldn't that just be lovely? If God finally took his thumb out of his ass and did something like burn up all the fags, setting them all ablaze for all the world to witness, then the Bride of Jesus Christ could finally rest. Easy, peasy, done.

There would be no more gay marriages, no need for legislation changes, no need for all the arguing and fighting and protesting, no need for the constant violence against openly trans and gay folks, no need to burn books or shut down libraries, no need to protect children from the dancing and singing drag queens. Wouldn't it be lovely?

Please, please, Jesus, please set their asses on fire! It's an easy fix problem. Even Prophet Todd understood that it was an easy fix problem. 2000 years of fags ravaging the earth, sucking each other off - burn them up Lord!! Why wait for hell tomorrow what could be done today?!

But here we are, 23 years later. 23 years waiting for God to do what God said he would do. For 2,023 years, God could have slid his thumb out of his ass and done anything about the fag problem - anything at all. Prophet after prophet after prophet have been speaking and shouting and proclaiming, and still not a peep from God - no help at all. Not a single fag was burned alive by God - not even one! How shameful of God. I guess that means it's now a prophet's problem and a prophet's job to take matters into his own hands: "Let's rile up the masses!", "We are the power of God now!" (says his heart and his deeds, not his mouth).

Could you imagine someone like Isaiah or Micah being so impatient with God, so used to God doing absolutely nothing, that they took up the sword and started killing Israelites themselves? "Israel will be plowed like a field", said Micah. "If God doesn't plow it then I will do the plowing myself and convince the powers that be to help me do it", said American prophets.

What is a Bride who can't lean on the help of her husband, but turns to the help of so many other men; so many other powerful men? What is a Bride who thinks about her husband and says, "He will never help me, so I will get in bed with whatever rich and powerful man that will help me"? Such a Bride would be called an Adulterous Whore. The Whore of Jesus Christ.

But in reality, she had no opportunity to become an adulterous whore. Yes, she sucks off whomever promises to give her whatever she asks for, but an adulterous whore requires one to be married. Christ divorced her long ago, and long gave up the idea of ever coming back for her. She has no lover. She doesn't even love herself. She loves her family for the most part - but there is no equal love to be found within her. She has long since forgotten Christ, what he sounded like, what he acted like. So she makes things up about him, all kinds of lies, and has been doing so from the very beginning. Just look at her scriptures: "God gave them over to degrading passions; for their women exchanged natural relations for that which is contrary to nature, and likewise the men, too, abandoned natural relations with women and burned in their desire toward one another, males with males committing shameful acts and receiving in their own persons the due penalty of their error."

She says whatever she wants about him because she can. She has always been ashamed of him - ashamed of his baptism - ashamed of his repentance - ashamed of his kindness - ashamed of him being nonjudgmental - ashamed of his partying and drinking - ashamed of his law breaking. She never wanted him for who he is. So she was long rejected by both Christ and God. And if God is the business of sending folks to hell for sucking dick, then we can be certain that God will send her there first since she has been sucking dick for 2000 years, and the longest a fag sucks dick is for what, 60 years?

Tweets - April 11th - Bitcoin Offense

Regarding NY Times Post: https://www.nytimes.com/2023/04/09/business/bitcoin-mining-electricity-pollution.html?smtyp=cur&smid=tw-nytimes

I found this very offensive - offended by the idea of propping up the fossil fuel industry for a few bitcoin miners, and offended by the lack of justice and care.

So I said to God that these people do not love the world, they do not care for the world. So I asked God for the beginning of the Garden, the path of the Garden, so that that they might do justice in the Earth, and I asked God to send 130 degree heat to Texas.

I know that there are already plans in place, and I'm curious to see exactly what God will do. I know that I can be naive, and that I lack both the nuance and the foresight to truly understand what I've asked for.

But this never seemed to matter to God, who has always met me right where I am - never forcing me to be anywhere I don't want to be - always moving me forward. To me, this was an easy ask - though not straightforward, so I rely on God's understanding and judgment.

Tweets - April 4th - Bat Kol

Response to Brent's tweet: https://twitter.com/bkherbert99/status/1643206689225596928

Did you know that these roars occurred so frequently in Israel in the first century that the Jews named the event. They called it, "Bat Kol", which means "Daughter of the voice".

I came across this info maybe a decade ago, reading on something in the talmud (I don't remember what I was looking for), and this "Bat Kol" caught my attention.

I haven't heard those roars since I lived in Beltsville, maybe 2007 or 2008. I likened it to standing under a rocket while it was taking off, because, besides the noise, you could feel the sound penetrate your bones. So I would say that even the deaf could hear God roar.

Heaven has had a very heuristic approach in the way that they instruct. We watch, we experience, we mess up, we experience, we mess up, we learn.

No one has ever commanded me to do anything. If that were the case, someone could have spared me from the mild food poisoning a few weeks ago by commanding me not to eat that sandwich that was sitting out in the sun for hours. We learn.

Besides the impact on our liberty as human beings, it's also quite risky for God or heaven to deliver commands - especially with all the lying devils on the loose and their eager prophets.

"It's OK for God to command us to do good." But we see what happens in this world when people's definition of "good" becomes objective and non-negotiable.

When I was sternly rebuked last summer, it caused me to examine myself over and over. But no one ever told me to do anything - not even in these last nearly 20 years. They have built in me the Garden of God through power and liberty.

If God is going to be so pissed that God roars and shakes the Earth, I find it difficult to think that it's because you haven't been speaking to Christians and their bad-mouthed prophets (who have been ignoring you for 30 years).

If anything, I find it more likely that God would roar because of the violence of those people and because someone like you needed to even speak to them in the first place.

But it does appear you associated your guilt of not speaking with the sound from heaven. I think that if there is ever a sense of urgency from heaven, it will be plainly and completely clear. If what happened is clear to you, then it is clear.

I make no true claim of knowing anything other than what I experience and what I witness. (This is not to discourage you - even if it were possible - from being honest with a dishonest people.)

As for me, I may join you in your pursuit of being honest with them, but I won't fight with them. And if they want to fight, I will be quiet, lie down, and let them have their punches and kicks.

I intend to go back to my roots and give people exactly what they ask for: You want rain? You will have rain. I want them to understand God as I understand God, even more clearly (assuming that what I want matters).