Revelation 1751 – 1800

Revelation 1751

My inner temple

Tuesday, 11 September 2012 – 24:00

Judith de Beer

 

Neither a Christian nor a Buddhist – a Muslim or a Hindu.   But there before my YaHWeHshua’s door, yes there in the glories love, there I score, and in my inner temple where I kneel to pray – there I love Him for eternity – there on my humble little floor forever more and more.

 

 

 

Revelation 1752

A Global problem

Wednesday, 12 September 2012 – 01:02

Judith de Beer

 

On an despicable world order freemason emblem is displayed an abominable cherub statue on a goat’s leg and in the city of London arises a big problem and in the West they become really extreme in their decision-making and a grotesque black demon stands before the Light – petrified in fear and the West becomes in the decision-making so extreme.

 

A frightening angel now stands over great continents and an evil black demon stands before the Light – terrified in fear petrified and many infrastructures relentlessly collapse and by the spirit of confusion, masses are calling out: whereto now ?   While Ethiopia and other global countries ask:   just send us a little rain.   America and other regions complain about the unusual temperatures, yes, even in their soil and peat.   While the enormous Angel calls out: withdraw the blessing from all these countries – also around England’s neck is hanging a very heavy grinding stone.

 

For on an abominable world order freemason emblem is displayed a despicable cherub image on an unclean goat’s leg.   Let Greece know, they’ll be sucking on the hind teat of the freemason goat until the very end.

 

An unusual end is awaiting a very important Dane and in yet another assassination, in another country, another one perishes.   Elsewhere, and in an Eastern country who would once again weep about a great earthquake and perhaps a tsunami.

 

Yes, the great Angel exclaims: on whole the world awaits an enormous problem for look, they are already, for quite a while, estranged from God.   Therefore, more and more nations and people’s hearts are becoming petrified in fear and for the churches it’s becoming too late to hypocritically continue their whining, for in their fear, her members abandons her now one by one, while all desperately try to borrow with their useless money, just a little food in a time of great famine.

 

Something falls from the old queen’s crown – it is an enormous stone and a mine in South Africa spitefully claims: in once was our own – but now it is England’s loss and big problem, for through attempted violent mine-nationalisation, the Rand becomes estranged from the Euro and the Pound – for look, on an abominable world order emblem,   Cecil John Rhodes has long ago already vied for his queen and of South Africa’s riches he took far too much in deceitful robbery – now, an enormous recession and then a depression is awaiting Europe and the bankers call out in distress – where to now – for on the mines of South Africa we can no longer rely, without a world war.

 

Let the great money changers and merchants now bitterly weep, for their world are facing a huge problem – for on an abominable world order freemason emblem is displayed a double cherub image, on unclean goat’s legs.

 

 

 

 

 

Revelation 1753

Thula Africa baby

Saturday, 15 September 2012 – 10:00

Judith de Beer

 

The spirit of Africa is rocking a dead baby in her arms while she already is carrying another deadly sick child on her already bent back.   Tears of blood roll over her cheeks while she sadly sings ‘thula-thula sana, yes, thula-thula now my baby – look, you are bleeding and suffering my child, for Raca-Juju is your cruel tata’.

 

Her sister, the spirit of Sheba is standing close by her and while she softly suffers with her, she begins to tell her a millennium old secret, saying: in my young days the time was still far off, but it is now close and because of the ancient sins of Canaan-Cush you, my sister and your children now have to suffer and there is nothing to rejoice about for look, the end of your time is also near.   A sickle is reaping and good as well as bad metals get separated from you – the Africa clay and because of its demise, whole the world will suffer.

 

The spirit of Africa is rocking a dead baby in her arms while she already is carrying another deadly sick child on her already bent back.   Tears of blood roll over her hollow cheeks while she sadly sings ‘thula-thula sana, yes, thula-thula now my baby – look, you are bleeding and suffering my child, for Raca-Juju is your cruel papa’.

 

Her sister, the spirit of Sheba is standing with her to let her suffer even more with the following words, asking her: where will you, my sister, take your dead children to – for look, your ally, the Easterner, has also deceived you and so have all wooed your African treasures – but look, the whole world are now going to openly fight over it and you will realise you have fought with your blood for others in vain, for also from your midst, only a few fat cattle have grazed on your riches and from the mouth of the Nile to the eye of the Orange river, your surface is paved for war.

 

The spirit of Africa is rocking a dead baby in her arms while she already is carrying another deadly sick child on her already bent back while she sadly sings ‘thula-thula sana, yes, thula-thula now my baby – look, you are bleeding and you are suffering my child, for Raca-Julius is your cruel papa’.

 

But her sister, the spirit of Sheba is supporting her while she softly confesses:   since the time of Solomon I’ve been, over millenniums, slowly withering away only to, in recent times, again appear in prophetic fulfilment – to battle at your side while you, oh Africa, will suffer in your demise, for you have to suffer for the ancient sins of Canaan-Cush.   So, thula thula now my Africa baby, for Cain-Cush was from the very beginning, your very cruel murderer papa.

 

 

 

Revelation 1754

The Volkswagen Emblem

Saturday, 15 September 2012 – 14:00

Judith de Beer

 

I’m standing at a work place when suddenly my phone rings with the sombre, tragic message of three people who died in an accident.   That moment, I looked at a heap of rusted rubble and in the middle of it lays a Volkswagen emblem.   Immediately it reminded me of a vision I had a few years ago (revelation 466) and I hear a voice saying: Know, the time has come and the ball is rolling.

 

 

 

 

Revelation 1755

Ballad of the Last of time

Monday, 17 September 2012 – 07:00

Judith de Beer

 

In the ballad of time, a shot is fired, a clod falls and while death exuberantly laughs, the end time begins to whistle a sad tune.   From hell and Hades now Satan beckons and loudly calls while the Good Spirit withdraws from the world in a God-forsaken state.   On both sides of the pair of balances lie a dollar and a pound and both are useless currency.   Anglo American threatens to permanently close its doors and many of the rich lose their home, hearth and hide.

 

In the ballad of the end time sounds the rattle of automatic rifle while a fearful toddler wipes his eyes and blows his nose and he peeks outside through the shards of a broken window while he anxiously watches while his daddy gets shot and his mother raped and arrested and he stands alone in a mad world of hate and envy and in his child’s mind he knows there is nothing that will stop this global madness.

 

In the ballad of the end time so much labour and diligence disappear in strikes.   The air is heavy with a mixture of brimstone and gunpowder and world-wide sounds the grumbling sound of war.   In the confusion of political decision, various armies and police begin to loot.   While the clock on the wall confesses – my gears are worn and nothing is able to prevent the balances to fall any more.

 

In the ballad of a terrible time, the whore of Babylon suddenly, at the time of her labour, fail to dilate and someone urgently knocks at the Vatican’s door with a message:   it is too late to try and prevent global destruction and the pope’s swearing makes everybody’s ears ring.   The banks begin to close their doors to clients and gold trades for inferior oil and dry biscuits.   The wheat is riddled with mite and mankind is plagued with a dangerous midge and a little angelic spirit stoutly states: all this is because of my decision.

 

In the ballad of the last time, church-goers peek through the glass of their church’s matted windows and while death malevolently laughs, it becomes too late to enter into a covenant with God, for listen to the march of terror and know – it is four terrible messengers whistling – then a shot is fired and a clod falls on many-a-coffin and the sound thereof becomes deafening thunder.

 

 

 

Revelation 1756

A Mafia Policy

Saturday, 22 September 2012 – 15:45

Judith de Beer

 

In a country nothing other than a Mafia state, a trade union rules together with a bureaucrat and the judge and the swindler are each other’s good ol’ pal and the autocrat reigns under the veil of the democrat and a police force stands ready to enforce the Mafia system and woe, oh woe to the man on the street, yes, woe to him the day he would decide to be obstinate against this now, for his personal opinion will not do him any good.

 

In a country nothing other than a Mafia state, the talk of political parties causes only a perpetual buzz.   Revenge, revenge, a side-tracked despot desperately yells: first, my transgression was smoothed over – but I encourage the masses to strike a bit and suddenly rumours arise about my misdeeds and arrest.   But look, as a black mamba I stay alert.   The youths like to listen to my counsel and soon they will all become really infuriated.

 

In a country nothing other than a Mafia state, the trade union rules together with the freemason and the bureaucrat and every autocrat hypocritically alleges they are just the very best democrat and so the tax payer pales and has no recourse any more, for pay – they have to pay from early to late – or else they will be confronted by the mafia boss and so very soon, many citizens lie flat on their backs, yes, completely bereaved of their money, possessions and estate.

 

In a country nothing other than a Mafia state, soon the good old medical scheme will be thrown out on the street and illnesses are no one’s mate any more for even the good old home remedy is long ago supplanted by the homoeopath and the sangoma today apparently knows best and they cunningly say: avoid healthy food and carbon hydrate and so prepare yourself for famine, yes, the witch doctor and sangoma say: look, we are also part of the Mafia state and here, high-profile freemasons rule as judges – as the actual Mafia bosses.   Yes, under the cloak of governments and supposed fair democrat and that while they speak from the mouth of the English Royal House.

 

 

 

Revelation 1757

Elohim’s Love

Saturday, 22 September 2012 – 20:18

Judith de Beer

 

Dancing Raindrops tap ripples on expanding puddles

while life-giving moisture permeates the earth,

with green pastures exuberantly pushing from the earth,

bringing Elohim’s Love to arid landscapes.

 

A dancing girl, a ring on her finger,

radiantly sings of her lover’s love –

her world expanding around their togetherness,

bringing Elohim’s Love to the hearts of a couple in love.

 

In free will a disciple is brought to his Master

while he in earnest desire to press into the Godly Truth

for his serviceability to grow wider,

thus bringing Elohim’s Love to many.

 

Sparkling the stars against the darkness of heaven –

stars gleaming with the moon shining brightly among them,

while the sounds of night-time mysteriously resounds –

bringing Elohim’s Love also in the dusk of day.

 

Glasses happily clinking together on a good feast

with the Host hospitably beckoning His guest to the table,

generously serving them the best of His wine,

bringing Elohim’s Love in blessing to His children.

 

Sunbeams glitter light-heartedly on the waves of the sea,

while the Fisherman’s net sinks into the depths,

noble fish’s bodies glistening beautifully in the bounds thereof,

bringing Elohim’s Love in the catch.

 

When death overrides life in the dying

while pain permeates clear thinking and the senses –

a good angel comes to drive away fear,

bringing Elohim’s Love to the deathbed.

 

While Satan slyly entice a sinner

to gallivant to the demise of his eternal life –

a letter of Salvation is presented, written in the Blood-ink of Golgotha,

bringing Elohim’s Love also to sinners.

 

Dancing Raindrops tap ripples on expanding puddles

while life-giving moisture permeates the earth,

with green pastures exuberantly pushing from the earth,

bringing Elohim’s Love to arid landscapes.

 

 

 

Revelation 1758

Former and present sins

Sunday, 23 September 2012 – 15:30

Judith de Beer

 

In the days of Sodom and Gomorrah, young maidens where dishonoured and sons sodomised and did any parent dare to protest, they were publicly scolded and should a stranger dare to protest, a corrupt law system rationed such a person in all life provisions.

 

Magicians and witches were hired and people have cursed and exorcised each other to and fro and in their religious worship they shaved bald their heads and tattooed their bodies all over, thus prostrating themselves before despicable demons while blasphemously honouring them with the Name of Elohim.

 

Yes, the men of Sodom and Gomorrah have already in those days triumphantly transformed themselves into transvestites and they specialised in cruelly torturing innocent people and even their most beautiful children they laid as sacrifices before their abominable gods and while they would fantasise over the most dreadful deeds, they beget more children while they would inter-racially marry and whore.   But pure blood among them, they despised while they would hatefully murmur about the pure Truth.

 

Elohim Himself has, as an Angel, gone to these cities to overturn in an eternal destruction and with fire and brimstone Sodom and Gomorrah got crystallised into sterile salt pillars and for millenniums, many peoples and nations have learned a very dire lesson.

 

But modern man have mockingly began to laugh over it and with a very indecent teaching they today dramatically allege that it is completely acceptable to disturb every order for the sake of each sick need, every gender-order – and to intermarry with all and arbitrarily whore with anyone and that while churches in goodish fashion communicate with their members about it while they blasphemously maintain that from the homosexual to the inter-breeder are all to God’s honour and while paedophiles rape little girls and other – of whom many priests – sodomise young boys and would any one protest against it, they are accused of defamation and in satan-worship circles, witches get hired while people curse each other to and fro.   Male fashion slaves shave their heads clean and let them be tattooed all over and so many falls down before the television sets while they in worship honour the grossest pornography while some transvestite men transform themselves triumphantly as feminine.

 

In countries like South Africa, innocent people, especially whites are cruelly tortured and then murdered, yes, they specialise therein and any pure blood is despised with all their might while a one-world-order is teaching mankind to triumph as a one world mongrel.

 

But so the day arrives when Elohim Himself comes as the Judgement upon whole the earth and no one will be able to stop the terrible destruction and in this a hand-full of elect will learn to honour and respect Elohim and His Orders for a thousand year Reign of Peace.

 

 

 

Revelation 1759

Punishment and reward

Monday, 24 September 2012 – 17:12

Judith de Beer

 

How big the universe and small the atom

how dark the night but crystal clear the pure brook –

with hell and heaven sometimes living together in one mind

and a human soul living in confusion in between

 

How small the insignificant person and how proud the bearer of a crown;

how blissful the angels abiding the Kingdom of Light

while Satan is enviously jeering from Hades.

Yes, in a time where the spiritual realm shows itself in a material world,

with Sion living as mediators among mankind

allowing the sun to also dwell in a gloomy country

and Godly Light can flow into dark souls.

 

How great the universes and small the atom;

how severe the punishment of the unrighteous

and immeasurable the reward of the good

and that on a small little earth where patriarchs,

prophets and apostles can live together

to crown Melchizedek – as the end-time witnesses.

So purely sound the beautiful angelic song

while satan enviously tries to mockingly jeer at the holy ones,

appear in a rare end-time dream, the demise of a very important icon

and a tsunami that would hem a coastal region

while an earthquake terrifyingly registers on the Richter scale.

 

So, who gets punished and who gets rewarded,

yes, who gets beckoned to Hades and who gets excused from heaven

while hell and heaven abide together in one mind

and so no soul will be able to produce an excuse for its deeds.

 

 

 

Revelation 1760

Woe to the opponent of the Living Word

Tuesday, 25 September 2012 – 11:45

Judith de Beer

 

There is a factor, yes a factor trying hard to suppress with violence

the Truth brought by the Inner Word.   First, they began to loudly protest against it and thus Satan uses the Christian doctrine and the bible to criticise it – but without the gift of the Spirit, they tried in vain.

 

Then they tried by means of clever debate, with power and might to damage the revelation of this day while they launch a smear campaign from dawn to dusk.   But it does for ever not do them any good and then they launch an attack on a messenger to try and defame him in every way.   But they come up against the nothingness of an insignificant human and against it they would once again retreat and thus many pastors, preachers and scribes now sow their grandiose terrorism.

 

But, with imperturbable composure the Inner Voice does not let Him be stopped and Satan furiously decide to fight fire with fire and he sends many an envoy to suddenly claim that God also can directly communicate with them through His Inner Voice.   But with the Spirit of Distinction, the sealed ones will easily divide the Truth from the lie into two groups.

 

Many computer experts begin to try their hand at web page terrorism by which they only manage to prove that a world order is beginning to get really irritated in his many tentacles.   Yes, whatever the world would try – at the end it needs to understand that whenever and wherever the Voice of Elohim would speak, will communicate through His Spirit, there will forever be nothing able to stop Him.

 

So let every one of His opponents now clearly understand – the time has come and the sword of recompense is coming down upon their heads – while their own curse of requital would return to them in terrible loss and sorrow.

 

 

 

Revelation 1761

World unrest

Wednesday, 26 September 2012 – 16:30

Judith de Beer

 

In the middle of Siberia two Russians stand in conversation and one says to his mate:

look, our little mother has forsaken us for the economy and it is time to hate everyone in the world – so let us do what we’ve said and hold council with an alliance, for with the Orthodox and Communist we are at the end of our tether, but with the Easterner we will definitely benefit.

 

Yes, in the middle of Russia two Russians are standing and while the earnestly converse, a voice speaks and say that it is becoming late in Leningrad too and even the descendant of the stout Cossack is becoming pale in the face for also in Asia multitudes will soon stand famished and naked and all are waiting on Russia to know where she would side herself for the great war, for none would be relieved or spared from the coming world war.

 

Two parties stand in the White House of America, placating everyone all over the world – will all just calm down a bit please.   The Arab countries rudely and arrogantly reply: look, you need to keep quiet now – for soon your dollar might just fail you and your economy is already showing an irreparable fracture.   You are nothing more than an old, sickly, feeble dragon and your ally, Europe, we will soon expose, for the whole wide world are getting tired of your false prince of peace and Babylon’s double-minded speech.

 

In the middle of London stand two super rich freemason bankers and one says to the other: you play your most important card in the house of commentary – for someone needs to forsake Israel in its distress – so then, sow in the Bricks countries enough seed of confusion for look, a false peace-illusion-boat is sailing to the country of Make Believe and the unrest in South Africa will not cease while in fact even more multitudes will violently strike, taking revenge on the whole of world economy – for all now desperately want to benefit from among other, gold and platinum.

 

In the middle of Germany stand two Germans in conversation, saying: in world war two we were at the end, at our wit’s end and now it is the same again and nations become infuriated at each other.   In Turkey, emergency council will soon be declared and whether we want it or not – the West will irrefutably stay our ally and old mate and from Suidwes Namibia, we will hurt many countries.

 

But two Chinese stand – one in Zimbabwe and one in the middle of South Africa and they whisper: let us tease the West a bit – yes, let’s play a bit of chess, for no one has so thoughtfully watched over South Africa as we did and therefore we will make mincemeat of our adversaries, for with all the Africa minerals we know the best what to do and so the United Nations troop and the Chinese soldier wildly strike at each other and the inhabitants of that country are becoming nauseous and sick of all the blood.

 

In the middle of the earth, two persons stand over against each other.   The one is Gog and the other Magog and the rumours of war will not cease anymore and so the whole world is gathering in the end in two groups for a war of complete destruction.

 

 

 

Revelation 1762

Pure Boer my noble brother

Thursday, 27 September 13:55

Judith de Beer

 

Oh cursed ground, yes, cursed country – where the ash and mine mounds melt together in repugnant stench with grass and pastures burnt pitch-black with unsightly settler’s camps bordering every town and city on every side and this all on account of the liberalists’ resolve – with only a small handful of noble blood still related to each other.   So look, I give you my heart and I give you my helping hand for you are still my pure Boer and my noble brother and for that I will forever offer my thanks to God.

 

Oh cursed ground – cursed country, you are shipwrecked in your own ban, yes, from the Komati to the Cape’s beach, hell and hades have descended upon you – to pawn to Satan what once was pure – turn then, oh liberalist, to your oppressor for all eternity your other cheek – for your time has come and your cleverness has overtaken you – but thanks to God for a hand full of noble blood still related to each other and therefore, oh pure Boer, I give to you, yes my eternal brother, now my heart and helping hand.

 

O cursed ground, yes, cursed country – look, your end is in sight and you stand on the precipice of the eternal abyss and from your centre arises the stench of death – with your infrastructures soon maimed and limping and an angel of death calls out: tell me oh abominable country, why do all your products and good wines suddenly taste sour and rancid – while you oh South Africa now so helplessly dangle on your own noose.   You caught yourself in your own trap.   But thank God for hand full of noble blood still related.   Give therefore, oh pure Boer, your heart and your love to your eternal brother, as well as your offered helping hand – while you love your Elohim and your people with whole your soul and mind.

 

 

 

Revelation 1763

Babylon, oh Babylon

Wednesday, 3 October 2012 – 08:30

Judith de Beer

 

Oh Babylon, yes, Babylon – how is it that you now are beginning to shake and vibrate down to your foundations, while a world-oriented media first claims this and then claims that – with an Illuminati-power swearing by all that is holy that only the illuminated are able to communicate about a last solution for the world – and that while they break down and criticise their opponents in every way, in order to be the sole controller of all the riches and minerals of the earth and so everyone suffers under Babylon’s terrorism.

 

Oh Babylon, yes, Babylon – why is it that your whore is now lamenting so sorrowfully and while she begins to tear in mourning her scarlet dress, for look, also her end-time beast on which she mounts is crippled and injured and while she turns over upon her own head her goblet filled with holy blood and while she, in powerless anger begins to eliminate some of her own bishops, she plays her last trump card and she thinks that the mark of the beast – triple six – will triumph.

 

Oh Babylon, yes Babylon, look, the earth underneath you is shaking and vibrating, for too long and too much you wanted to abuse and patent every discovery under your name in order to control everything – but look, your time is passing and soon your merchant ships will all lie completely destroyed and broken-down.   Your merchant trains also begin to stop shunting and so none of your trade will be able to operate any more – for on every country, nation and people, you always just wanted to leech.

 

Oh Babylon, yes, Babylon, as a once virile giant, you now stand there so helpless, naked and castrated, while your well-designed plans now turn on you to terrorise you and from your very own midst, your pawns become sloth to nominate you as world leader, with the Western countries beginning to murmur in lamentations while whole the world now commence to criticise you in every respect.

 

Oh Babylon, yes, Babylon, look – your supposed mighty foundation is busy shaking – crumbling and vibrating, for look, the mighty Jew is dead – but long live the stow-away Hebrew, for his Master is not called the Eternal Living Nazarene for nothing and so your Babylonian, blasphemous beast now gets rounded together with your false prophet for the eternal abyss and it becomes too late for your Freemasons, yes, your kings – your great ones as well as your governments, to protest against it.

 

Oh Babylon, yes, Babylon, your great merchant whore city is busy tearing apart and your merchants stand to the side, outrageously frustrated – while they mourn heart-rendering over you, for the writing is on the wall and your fall is published all over the books of heaven and from your ashes you will never, ever arise again, for in your greed you wanted to rule over the earth as a false Sion and Elohim’s pure sprout you have trampled and raped – but look, their Saviour returned to them as their Help and therefore they will, as kings and priests, rule forever with Him over His infinite Kingdom.

 

Revelation 1764

In Free-fall

Wednesday, 3 October 2012 – 14:30

Judith de Beer

 

Two cherubs stand, facing opposite directions, while they benevolently wave at each other and in free-fall, from a heavenly dimension, appear a crow and a dove and a hammer falls and crushes the wheat kernel as well as the grape and the world virulently exclaims: now is the time to gobble and party for one last time.

 

While the world bow for one last time before a dying Mammon, with the broad way for the worldly so deceptive and dense – the masses globally now begin to loot and everybody hope that their survival will be found in their pathetic booty and in the most beautiful country so far South – sound the lamentation so hard and loud – while death is mute and dumb in the face of the machete and the thud of the clod.

 

The Arc of Grace’s door has shut and a slot for salvation is closed for an unfathomable time.   From heaven appear in free-fall the pitch-black crow as well as the pure white dove and in a terrible judgement, the worldly ones’ lives now are pollinated with death and good and evil are separated for eternity.

 

While an enormous planet in eclipse moves in between the sun and the earth – stand twelve apostles and twenty-four wise elders to rejoice over Elohim’s great works – while billions of angelic spheres bow down before His throne and so the martyrs begin to openly testify – while the eclipse absorbs the last of the sun’s rays.

 

While all the archangels expectantly move closer – a soft evening breeze begins to softly rustle with cool Paradise brooks rippling in exuberant fizz.   Then a dazzling image appears – a Man clothed in Pure White and all the heavenly rustle falls silent in expectation and Sion ecstatically calls out:   here, in my rebirth, I am in my heavenly marriage, finally home.

 

 

 

Revelation 1765

Aardklop (Earth throb)

Wednesday, 3 October 2012 – 16:12

Judith de Beer

 

Aardklop-aardklop the king is naked but the country’s clever ones stand cramped up together there at Aardklop and Afrikaans is steering towards a terrible disaster, yes, a flop.   Where the self-appointed intellectual is bored to death and try to comfort themselves with a stiff shot.

 

There at Aardklop lies useless talent entangled in its own mess and every Afrikaans presenter stands on his own dung heap, beating himself on the breast and due to lack of talent, many shock others in an attempt to attract attention, saying Jesus Christ is a coloured woman deep in mourning, for white men have turned her over in rape and while the liberalist wildly kick at the more conservative, a very faithful church member loudly shouts at Aardklop and he/she enthusiastically addresses Satan, saying: look, I am your naughty lollipop and tonight, all need to watch out for me.

 

But on Aardklop, the cheap concerts continue and in modern dance, someone dances like a headless chicken and in mimic, someone else imagines himself to be a bath plug.   Every John Doe and his Freemason friend drives his powerful iron horse to Aardklop and the bikers create their own kind of amuck – for all in Afrikaans ranks are cool and just wants to shock – for once a year it is the ridiculous Aardklop and the king still is naked and everyone explains his story in his own way and decrepit old uncles and aunties see themselves as cool and flamboyant, not dull, for it is Aardklop and the more liberal part of the nation is a grotesque flop – for blasphemously they create spiritual chaos.

 

But listen this year, yes, all attending Aardklop – the clock goes tick-toc and the writing is on the wall and from Marikana to Potchefstroom all over the country, soon will cease many a heart-throb – for God has bottled up enough of these people.   But once again it is Aardklop and the king is naked but the alleged clever ones are keeping a keen eye on him and tap on his shoulder, complimenting his nice clothes.

 

 

 

Revelation 1766

The sun keep scorching

Friday, 5 October 2012 – 09:30

Judith de Beer

 

The sun properly cooks and the food is done and who is spared from the great famine and over against a single giver stand a multitude of beggars while governments warn: it is time to ration and save on all foods.

 

The sun properly cooks and the greenery is gone and Elijah is not going to cease his mission.   So the droughts move from here to there and mankind stands there heavily burdened.

 

The sun properly cooks and the vineyard is wilted and done with and look how withered hangs the summer foliage.   All over the bread is done and while many pregnant women know they are going to birth in vain.

 

The sun is burning everything to death and mankind becomes, because of famine, completely confused and in so many towns and cities the regular commuter is stranded for the economy are now on its knees, tired and done with.

 

The sun is mercilessly cooking everything and famine is threatening from the poles to the equator and man, livestock and wild animals are all emaciated and water is all over very expensive and scarce.

 

But the sun keeps on scorching, the grain is becoming scarce all over the world while hungry children lifelessly stare ahead.   So time also is done and over and Elijah will not cease in his God-sent mission.

 

 

 

Revelation 1767

An invisible germ

Sunday, 7 October 2012 – 07:00

 

There is something so small and invisible coming to serve man and animal with death and so a germ is coming, a deadly germ and mankind gets what it deserves, for they looked up to Satan and his kingdom and in every abomination – there they served him.

 

So, look up to the great Zodiac and know, something so small and invisible is coming, yes, something so small – only seen by a very strong microscope and so a deadly germ comes and mankind gets what it deserves.

 

 

 

Revelation 1768

A malformed child

Sunday, 7 October 2012 – 07:45

Judith de Beer

 

It is dark gloomy night and the whole world is stumbling around – completely blind while a falling world star is finding its way to the planet and an announcement is made:   someone is expecting a royal child.   But an angel calls out: oh, let him drown in his own amniotic fluid for look, the foetus’s DNA is rotten and it stinks.   So, let every ear hear that every royal house will be disbanded at the end of this time period.

 

So a bloody cup is poured for the world in a dark, gloomy night – and the pope is taking the first draft as a toast.   Satan demands his sacrifice and it is a royal child – while a queen of Europe binds a mourning band around her upper left arm.

 

An angel flies from North to South – from West to East and he is quicker than the quickest wind and he throws his balance and a part of the sea and a part of the land begins to stink while the whole of a world city drowns.

 

 

 

Revelation 1769

A Pitch-black sheaf

Sunday, 7 October 2012 – 10:36

Judith de Beer

 

An arch-angel begins to carve a marking on a stick

and a vulture soars over the country and in its claw is a pitch-black sheaf

and look, so much food in South Africa and elsewhere on the world get spoiled

while each wilful rock thrower in South Africa will suddenly, without apparent reason die,

for from space comes an enormous rock as an unstable wanderer

and the hope of abominable nations are for ever crushed

and a balances of judgement begins to paint the air of South Africa pitch-black

and the last evil spirit escapes from perdition

while they roam to and fro over whole the world,

to let every evil worldly one inherit its rightful place in hell.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Revelation 1770

I thank you Father

Sunday, 7 October 2012 – 18:30

Judith de Beer

 

I thank You Father for every beautiful day

and for every child happily, cheerfully laughing.

 

I thank You for all the beautiful flowers

and every soul patiently waiting on You.

 

I thank You for my bed so warm and soft,

for my food of which I can gain my strength.

 

I thank You Father for every clear night,

with stars against heaven in all their splendour.

 

I thank You Father for Your soft Fatherly love,

patiently listening to my every complaint.

 

I thank You Father that you regard me as sinner,

for me, You have carried Your heavy cross as burden.

 

I thank You Father for my soul yearning for You,

while I expectantly wait upon my rebirth.

 

I thank You Father for Your great Power and Omnipotence,

where my soul humbly resides in great awe.

 

Therefore I thank You my Father, for every day,

where I hopefully may wait on Your return.

 

 

 

Revelation 1771

On thát day …

Tuesday, 9 October 2012 – 17:00

Judith de Beer

 

On the day when the Jews will begin to leave the country by the thousands –

on that day, many a liberalist will stand – pale-faced.

 

On the day when the churches begin to abandon their congregations –

on that day it is completely too late for every church member.

 

On the day when the police and the army decide to strike –

on that day every one avenges his own vendetta and vengeance.

 

On the day when the UN announces: South Africa is now our responsibility and job –

on that day the powers stand over against each other in unknown hatred.

 

On the day when the machetes strike from early to late –

on that day no one knows in terror any solution any more.

 

On the day when the rich cannot gain from Mammon any more –

on that day it is also done with the current state of affairs.

 

On the day when death cries sound from every corner and street –

on that day, fear will expose every coward.

 

Yes, on that day when the devil begins to entertain himself with South Africa –

on that day he plays chess with everyone as his will-less pawns.

 

But on the day when the Jews will begin to leave the country by the thousands –

on that day every liberalist knows, their world god have left them behind as useless trash.

 

 

 

Revelation 1772

A Potato Farmer and an abominable cup

Tuesday, 9 October 2012 – 07:45

Judith de Beer

 

Yet another abomination is poured in, so – listen to the glasses clinking again in Freemason circles and while the rich hopefully drink together their wine and so hell descends with fire and stinking brimstone, yes, with and old potato farmer who has to think again for others and so the bikers’ bikes stand chromed and shiny while the trail beckons from every side.   But, whatever plans this lot are making together with the churches – the see-saw economy will at the end sinking only deeper.

 

Another abomination is poured in and a rainbow nation lay at the end murdered and mutilated and an old seed potato has to do his share for his masters and possible solutions are desperately sought, while the word reconciliation surfaces once again and so the bikes stand ready, chromed and shiny – while the road beckons from the Cape to Rustenburg.

 

Another abomination is poured in and new agreement contracts’ ink is still wet

while the Jew’s eyes greedily glisten and there stands a great Freemason with a red tie and a pinkie ring but an arch-angel laughs while he brings for the goat-legged cherub yet another problem and that is the pitch-black burnt oak leaf, making the queen of Sheba and Ruth suddenly part from each other in fright.

 

And so, again an abominable cup is poured again and a self-destructive plan is formed in the chamber of mining and resources and hell descends with fire and stinking brimstone and the East readily and diligently reacts and soon the plans of the royal house lays shattered and maimed – while globally, problems are circling wider – for where pope and evangelist want to counsel, there Satan has frolicked with laughter.

 

 

 

Revelation 1773

Not to be understood in words

Thursday, 11 October 2012 – 07:35

Judith de Beer

 

Not to be understood in a thousand words –

how does one explain to a blind the splendour

of the coming and going of the wild waves of the great ocean –

while stark white seagulls,

squawking in their hunger flight circles about above.

 

In uncountable words not to be understood by most,

how does one describe the motherly love

when she gazes tiredly but proudly at her first-born.

 

In a hundred words a few clear thinkers would never ever understand,

yes, when the church bells loudly toll

with so many members often going there

only to listen to empty sermons.

 

In a thousand words not to be understood –

how does one describe the great power of the earthquake and the volcano

while nobody can really understand the full impact thereof.

 

In so many hidden words, how does one describe the origin

of the very first rotation of the orbit of the sun, earth and the moon,

there where it imperturbably press on in their ways.

 

In a thousand words so easily perishing in the wind –

how does one explain the Saviour’s forgiving grace

preceding the sinner, for the child of Elohim to once again

fill his place as a godly child in the heavens.

 

In so many words nobody could ever really understand –

how does one describe the prideful haughtiness of a king standing there

while his people perishes in poverty and misery.

 

In a million words no being will ever understand –

why Satan so madly wants to oppose Elohim always, in everything

while he knows he repeatedly gets thrown down, humiliated and defeated.

 

In hundreds of words no one really can understand –

how does one explain the frustrated tear of a red-faced toddler

feeling ashamed of his first transgression

while he powerlessly kick and strike at everything around him.

 

In a thousand words not to be understood –

why the liberal part of the Boer nation

would be ashamed of their identity before other nations,

while they would retreat crawling before other races.

 

In a billion words no one would ever clearly understand –

how does one explain the love between heavenly brothers

when they throw their arms in affection and love, warmly around each other.

 

In a single eternal word forever not completely understood

by any angel nor mortal being –

how does a mouth describe Elohim’s LOVE for the sinner,

which would never, ever cease to be.

 

 

 

Revelation 1774

Wise Proverbs

Saturday, 13 October 2012 – 08:30

Judith de Beer

 

In the kiss of sunshine’s exuberant heat on a cheek,

the love of Elohim is impossible to be replaced

 

A Freedom without any restriction or duress,

only where the eagle soars in eternal free-fall.

 

In the melody of birdsong early in the morning

piercing the morning silence with jubilant sound.

 

In the wild, fiery battle of the primordial urge

where a young noble horse strains against his bit.

 

In so many sweet hearts drawn on the wet beach sand,

made by so many young lover’s tender hands.

 

Also in the hope and promises of the wedding ring,

couples on their life’s road – hand in hand.

 

But in the hand of a beggar receiving,

while they earnestly long for the better life of his giver.

 

With Mammon abandoned thrown to the side,

while recession world-wide gets pawned into depression.

 

With the earth that is going to receive so much blood and tears –

a global war catches multitudes offside.

 

In the doubt before so many suicidal people hang themselves –

while they so desperately long for salvation.

 

In the world, unfair – yes, detestable and rancid,

nothing exists for which a world slave can thank his masters.

 

Under the contract of mortgages and money changers in the bank,

yes, under that the dumb client will suffer for the rest of his life.

 

A beautiful lady only wanting throughout her life to stay thin,

has to know, in her day of old age she will walk bent and sickly due to osteoporosis.

 

In world cities and towns burdened with their own trash and stench,

they have no one else to blame but themselves.

 

In the stormy years of the youthful urge,

so many gets tied down with premature responsibility

for the rest of their lives to their own regret.

 

But despite it all there still comes a golden moment in each person’s life

and a sunbeam is captured while man thanks Elohim for life.

 

So, in the morning-kiss of sunshine’s exuberant heat on each cheek,

the love of Elohim is impossible to be replaced.

 

 

 

Revelation 1775

Your Eternal Policy

Sunday, 14 October 2012

Judith de Beer

 

I hear a voice saying: “And they shall live for all eternity.”   I ask: who is it who will live unto all eternity – and I hear the voice saying: “All of Sion belonging to the one single Trinity”.   I say: “Oh Elohim, help me to keep to your Eternal Policy and that we will fight Your battle.

 

 

 

Revelation 1776

One last revolt …

Tuesday, 16 October 2012 – 05:00

Judith de Beer

 

Like the Israelites of old once caught in oppressive famine, while they would so passionately long for the flesh pots of Egypt – their hearts focused on the needs of their own desires and hunger drive – while they no longer wanted to think about their new future in the promised land and so they replaced their love for Elohim with resentment and passionately proclaimed: “it is to the flesh pots of Egypt we long for”.

 

So they ask: “Oh Moses, why did you not let us have our way, for look, we were used to turn the other cheek to our oppressors – and even let our children be built into their walls in stead of bricks for our punishment, we could easily replace them with new children.

 

In our lamentations we did long for our Elohim and our promised land and we know that we will receive from His great hand the quail and manna for survival.   But still we long for the excessive flesh pots of Egypt – even to their idols our urge do yearn.

 

Yes, as such the freed Israelites once mournfully sung: look, there behind us the Nile winds like the fertile snake, surrounded by green corn fields and it is to that country with her oppressors we now yearn for and we are even willing to forsake our Elohim for that.

 

Yes, just like the Israelites have once been in the wilderness caught up in their new Freedom, while longing for the flesh pots of Egypt, likewise the remnants of the Boer people would long for what their material world has once offered them, yes, where they would sit together in small groups with the gift of surviving-grace of their Elohim in their hands, there they will long for the lost money in the bank and their destroyed, trampled country.

 

So the sickle strikes and another few lose their insight and mind while they long after the Spur, Wimpy and McDonalds and even to the illusionary comfort of a house mortgage.   They will sing: look, we long no more to the New Jerusalem, but much rather to our trampled country and even in the Holy ranks, for one last time, occurs a very last revolt.

 

 

 

Revelation 1777

The words of their song

Tuesday, 16 October 2012 – 08:00

Judith de Beer

 

In the song of the liberalist who is able to bear so much, sounds the words:

“We will live, we will die, we for you, South Africa”

and while the preachers in the churches blah-blah-blah with empty words,

there dies every soul that would vote ‘yes’ without regret – against ‘no.’

 

While the worldly ask their god for salvation,

while they also begin to complain about the times,

yes, there they still have no insight in their eternal fall.

While they will bear the grunt of their oppressors

in nationalisation and land reform, they still will address the church:

“oh look, you stay my daddy” and for the government: “you are my mother”.

 

Yes, in the song of the liberalist and freemason

who, for the sake of money, could bear so much,

sound the words of their song: ‘Nkosi Sikelele –

we will live, we will die, us for you, South Africa.”

For look to the East, there is coming our economic sunshine wagon

and our real god’s name all this time, was Ra.

 

In Babylon we get rid of everything that is holy

and the wars of the great powers soon make the headlines.

Time is getting short and dark

and from South Africa to world-wide, great pestilences ensue

with the liberal thinker who will forever carry his heavy burden.

 

Yet still the words of their song sounds:

“We will live, we will die, us for you, South Africa”.

 

 

 

Revelation 1778

A Two-edged sword

Wednesday, 17 October 2012

Judith de Beer

 

An angel strikes with a two-edged sword, with the pure Word and the balances go in accord with each other and singing loudly in a choir: Look, we are proceeding as it was said in Revelation with chaos and confusion from South to North, for all who belong to Satan, now will engage in looting, robbing and murder, for the gates of hell stand wide open all begin to group – kind with kind.

 

Yes, with the bared sword, an angel calls out: let all hear, look, a balance is falling, it is a double-take and the mines are digging less and less while the economy tries to perform magic with it’s useless money.

 

The White House also airs it’s opinion, but the East aggressively answers: it gives us a pain in the middle-ear, therefore we’ll soon, up in Africa, take siege of the big ship-channel and so we’ll see who’s going to win and who’s going to lose, for a global war we’ve stored up enough nuclear weapons to make the West smother in their own fear.

 

An angel stands with a double-edged sword and from his mouth proceeds a heavy word and it tells the secrets of an enormous mass murder of nations orchestrated by Babylon and a false prince of peace embodied in a dark interbred Moor.

 

Look, he’s becoming arrogant and looks for trouble with everyone, but the Westerner is still completely enchanted by his charisma, thinking they’re going to win, but at the end, they are all going to lose – for sure.

 

 

 

Revelation 1779

A Being without compassion or soul

Thursday morning, 18 October 2012

Judith de Beer

 

I hear Ezekiel say: There is a wheel in a wheel and the seal gets broken and a being under the dome has no compassion or soul and the earth gets terribly wrecked.

 

 

 

Revelation 1780

The distorted liberal double standard

Monday, 22 October 2012 – 05:45

Judith de Beer

 

The rich liberalist’s furniture is cut only from the very best noble wood and also only the best cuts of meat gets rubbed in with the earth’s purest salt.

 

Wrapped in pure wool, not mixed with synthetic materials, yes, they’re never cold and in his organic vegetable garden is grown only heritage seed crops for any interbred seed just does not do it for them.

 

A liberal farmer will not keep a mongrel animal in his stud and much less will his prideful wife hold a mongrel pet against her bosom.   Yes, they quickly faint over anything inferior and mixed.

 

But guess, if their own DNA gets mixed, they prance about it like a cheap peacock and they are so proud to have an interracial grandchild to hug to their hearts.

 

 

 

Revelation 1781

Just hold me for a while

Wednesday, 24 October 2012 – 07:05

Judith de Beer

 

Oh Father, just comfort me and hold me for a while –

while this unknown fear from the worldly darkness touches my shuddering heart –

and will You wash my soul clean in Your blood for look,

so many weaknesses are still smothering me.

 

Oh Father, hold me in Your Godly Grace, close against Your bosom

and deliver us from our heavy worldly burden,

for us to also fit in our homecoming into your great puzzle,

just like the prodigal son, where we will lay down

in our eternal rest on Your green heavenly grass.

 

Oh Father, please hold me tight in Your pure Truth,

yes, during my stay in this world, turning around on an illusion-lie axis –

where so many religious systems feed on every lie Satan defecates –

while so many innumerable souls miss the way leading to salvation.

 

Oh Father, I am just a child feeling my way around in uncertainty –

so please hold me tight against Your precious Father heart –

while You would protect me against all that makes me fear

and save me from my yoke, yes, my heavy worldly burden –

that I as Your child, will be able to already

fit into my safe heavenly little space on this earth.

 

 

 

Revelation 1782

From bright blue to pale-grey

Wednesday, 24 October 2012 – 09:48

Judith de Beer

 

The sky is changing from a bright blue to a dreary pale-grey

and from a worldly wilderness comes a lonely voice calling:

Look – a once- holy people has dug its own grave

for broad is the way leading to perdition, yes,

for this nation without any remorse or repentance

while they build their rainbow nation in mixed blood numbers.

 

The sky over South Africa is changing from a bright blue to an ominous dark pale-grey

and from a world-wilderness a voice is calling: it is too late for any remorse for look,

a once-noble nation’s territory is now held captive by another as their property

and Jacob has been deceived by Esau while the Englishman is jeering at the Boer

and says, laughing: ever since the Anglo-Boer war you have been the fool by us.

 

But the sky over Europe also changes to dark pale-grey

and from a world-wilderness a voice is calling: it is time for mourning –

for look, the great abomination is already built upon the holy place

and Satan has married his bride, the West and on a worldly wedding reception,

the guests have to chew glowing cinder while they whisper: Satan has a hideous bride.

 

The sky over America now also turns from bright blue to a dreary pale-grey

and from a worldly wilderness a voice is calling: These masses have also dug their own grave – while misery upon misery will dew upon South and North – an eclipse occur over an election and many faint because of the result – while generations of faithfulness now wane to nothing.

 

The heavenly realm changes from a once crystal-clear blue to a miserable pale-grey

and a voice call from a worldly wilderness: it is time for an evil world to mourn over all its transgressions – for look, it is time and Elohim is coming soon and He finds the great abomination on His Set-Apart altar, yes, on His Holy Place and in the wrath of His Judgement, an enormous grave is dug down into the eternal abyss.

 

 

 

Revelation 1783

Two clad in sackcloth

Friday, 26 October 2012 – 14:00

Judith de Beer

 

Two are standing there clad in sackcloth – one looks like a bum and the other like a neglected beggar.   The world first objects mockingly, then with deep emotion and look, suddenly everything is in complete confusion and while all suddenly wants to preserve the planet and every attempt only brings about greater chaos, many energy resources now become completely out of order and in Africa, soon a main switch falls and genial engineers are deeply burdened because of Koeberg, while the media tries to claim that all now have to save electricity.

 

Two candlesticks are standing there, the world openly ignores their commentary and the seasons are getting confused while governments desperately try to put away food and provisions.   Millions of people realise they have in vain so diligently saved up their money for their pensions and medical funds suddenly become void and the anxiety in many hearts refuse to calm down, for Satan is the one world order’s impeccable schemer.   So the financial market collapses – for it was, for a very long time, nothing more than just a cheap bazaar.

 

Two olive branches are standing there and a harvest year is very lean for the weather is completely confused and world-wide, many livestock stand emaciated and thin and the masses are becoming unruly in their hunger.   A virus or bacteria causes them to be sick and nauseous and so many corpses lay gathered – but in Egypt, an old pyramid suddenly collapses and while all are gazing in fear to the stars, an angel exclaims: a terrible earthquake is coming and it’s aftershocks will not soon cease, for two tectonic plates are moving over each other and it causes an unequalled chain reaction.

 

Two witnesses stand there, everything is confused and the whore of Babylon refuses to calm down over it because the churches have prophesied that God would spare all and while the pope pathetically sides with her – the governments, kings and great ones say: let us prepare us for the great war, in order to prove that the new world-order is the earth’s rightful owner and so stand the illuminated ones in open enmity against Elohim – always ready with their blasphemous talk.

 

But there stand two, clad in sackcloth – one looks like a tattered bum and the other like a neglected beggar and both are speaking pure Afrikaans – it throws the whole world order completely off-balance while angelic spheres confirm Elohim’s power in these witnesses – with all the world-churches now understanding the impact of the individual’s full rebirth – while matter is proved to be so insignificant in the presence of the Spirit and so the greatest worldly power is defeated by the most insignificant spiritual power and the kings of the earth are unable to understand it – therefore, these two witnesses are physically killed – only to be resurrected into their eternal life, in sight of them all.

 

 

 

Revelation 1784

A Series is coming …

Wednesday, 29 October 2012 – 23:59

Judith de Beer

 

In a dream vision, a voice is calling: in a devastating wind, revelation 1746 is broken open and another balance has fallen and broke apart.   Look, Sandy is a shrew, but in so many judgements, a series will follow and so many evil fires will be ignited world-wide and so many cataclysms are going to level so many infrastructures, to at the end, break down a rotten world, with so many peoples and nations praying in vain in their places of worship.   Another voice calls: prepare another balance for the next region.

 

 

 

Revelation 1785

Your will – Sion’s will

Tuesday, 30 October 2012 – 10:09

Judith de Beer

 

A bull is standing there and a voice calls out: nobody has a clue about the impact of the coming judgements for look, the new dimension has to commence starting with naught and there is no tempter to deceive mankind in the thousand year reign of peace.

 

A pale horse is standing there – still and grotesque, with so much saltpetre all over her body while she shudders.   On her back sits a Rider and his eyes are cold and hard and at his side stands a fiery young red colt, restless and pawing – while so many soldiers are marching on both flanks – while all the nations are falling silent in trepidation.

 

A black horse is standing there and someone utters a frightening yell and in many echoes, the free will suddenly dies.   Time stalls for a few seconds and the stock exchange inexplicably drops to naught, with the rich complaining: truly, we have been duped.

 

A white horse is standing there and old-old Revelations are fulfilled.   On the white horse is mounted the Bridegroom and He generously invites His guests and says to Sion: you are here on My behalf – for look, there is silence in heaven and My will is becoming your will and know, that alone is Elohim’s Great Will.

 

 

 

 

Revelation 1786

To Elohim – for urgent ATTENTION …

Tuesday, 30 October 2012 – 18:15

Judith de Beer

 

A heavenly messenger stands before Elohim’s throne with in his hand a document on which is written in big letters – ATTENTION – and in the envelope is an urgent report and the report is written in blood and it is the martyrs’ terrible complaint – it tells of senseless murders and terrible rape – and of a holy little people’s pitch-black night under the onslaught of Raca’s cruel power, where black is slaughtering white like mindless animals while the world out there does not consider it worthy of softening their hearts over their plight even the slightest bit.   The angels whisper – this is utterly suspect and why would Elohim from His side soften His Heart towards the world’s transgressions and so great angelic spheres retreat in holy fear.

 

The heavenly messenger is standing closer again, receiving an envelope from Elohim’s hand and on it is written in blood-red letters – for the arch-angels’ urgent ATTENTION – and in the envelope there is an urgent message and in it is written: the time has come – therefore, strike the great ones with an enormous blow and let them shudder under each other’s terrible blow, thereby breaking all their unrighteous power and let the earth also make them pay with her cataclysmic power – to strip all the cities and little towns of their splendour – let the pitch-black flag flutters in multiple countries and let the incessant laughter be still and let the birds of heaven know that their long awaited feast is awaiting them – while peoples and nations begin to slaughter each other for no apparent reason.

 

Elohim’s arch-angels receive an order to not wait for such long periods any more.   Fire, water, wind and earth should not consider man any more, but to consider in deep disdain the demolition of a vandalising world’s transgression and so the day arrives on which every worldly one’s burden becomes unmeasurably heavy.

 

A heavenly messenger stands before Elohim’s throne with in his hand a document on which is written in big letters – ATTENTION.

 

 

 

Revelation 1787

Satan as VIP

Wednesday, 31 October 2012 – 12:00

Judith de Beer

 

In a great world city there is a world platform where masses come to gather and satan’s greatest demon is monotonously beating a drum and for Elohim’s children, everything seems to be askew.   Satan is disguised as a very important person – while he as the keynote speaker astonishes the world with his eloquent speech and he utters big words of reformation and how he would transform everything under the banner of triple six while in between, he proclaims false peace, yes, shalom-shalom.

 

Amidst it all, an angel walks, also disguised in human form, pretending to be completely ignorant – but suddenly, in amazement, Gabriel laughs out loud – for the devil, Lucifer, assumes himself to be the great light bearer and therefore the great owner of the earth. He calls himself the “jesus-child” and says that all churches on earth know about him and that every church member cares for him with so much juicy love.

 

Yes, he says the whole of Christianity is so utterly stupid and therefore he has kept their ways askew on their behalf.   Thus, the old pope is standing ready on a black platform – to appear at the devil’s side on the world stage and many royal houses confirm their attendance of this demonic gathering and for that, they firstly demand the presence of the Jewry.

 

But Africa now begins to growl under its breath in discontentment and they want to know why the East is not allowed to quickly come closer too.   But the devil has double standards and does not want his two most important factions to discover this and he quickly changes the subject, saying that Mammon bears all the guilt for he is old and stooped and the financial system can no longer exist on it’s old, worn-out platform and therefore the mark of the beast must be the East’s and West’s only solution and conclusion.

 

The masses, blinded by their churches, confirms it all like mindless animals – stupid and dumb and they say in a choir: oh false angel of light, you are our only source of life, yes, you alone are our great world-owner.   Let therefore your triple six be put on our hands and our foreheads – for the whole of eternity to know we are your eternal possession.   But there is walking an angel, disguised in human form, in the midst of this evil world gathering and Gabriel says: this is the sign for Sion to retreat from the world system,   for each one of them knows in his heart, he is sealed to be only Elohim’s possession.

 

In a great world city stands a global world platform and the prophet Daniel warns the holy ones to not come here in global worship and he says: with the exception of Jerusalem and Sion, no one in the world cares for the Truth and Righteousness anymore.

 

 

 

Revelation 1788

A Sinking Ship

Thursday, 1 November 2012 – 12:00

Judith de Beer

 

In an unexpected vision, a red and white boat appears, with its rump hanging askew in the water.   It looks like it’s having trouble dragging itself through the water, while gradually sinking deeper in the water.

 

 

 

Revelation 1789

A Machete Sable

Saturday night, 3 November 2012

Judith de Beer

 

In a dream vision, a big black man appears, clothed in an old fashioned English khaki jacket, the multiple pockets on the breast are filled with bullets and in his hand he holds a machete, bent in the fashion of a sable and he is tapping out an irritating rhythm against a metal-like object.

 

Revelation 1790

In Unceasing Visions

Sunday, 4 November 2012 – 10:50

Judith de Beer

 

In terrible, unceasing visions, I wonder whether I’m hallucinating or dreaming, yes, I see a withered fruit tree and an empty ear of corn and I see a dead pale horse with a broken bridle and all over, the empty hand of many beggars.

 

Look, there is a once-holy nation, living under the oppression of the great abomination, while death sails with a pitch-black boat to the West in revenge.

 

I hear a deafening tolling of bells and preachers blasphemously jeering at Elohim, while the hell tipped out on earth refuses to calm down.

 

I listen to the senseless chatter of a mixed-breed moron and I see how the world-oriented humans side themselves with the devil.

 

I feel a terrible heat wave with moisture changing into steam and I see great grassy plains – withered, yellow, scorched.

 

I also see a one-world-order giving birth to a hellish monstrosity and I listen to the lamentation of a lonely Mormon.

 

I look at an ugly, skew golden crown and the face, yes, the mark of the beast, is graphically declared on the last bank bills.

 

I hear the whistle of a missile at a very high pitch while a gigantic mushroom cloud in the air refuses to disappear.

 

I also see a small earth globe toppling and from a far-off heavenly realm it looks like a little atom and around it, a new equator appears.

 

I see a bucket of milk and Sion and Jerusalem get separated as the pure cream while millions of empty eyes stare down the terrible, eternally empty abyss.

 

In terrible, unceasing visions, I wonder whether I’m hallucinating or dreaming, yes, I see a withered fruit tree and an empty ear of corn and I see a dead pale horse with a broken bridle and all over, the empty hands of many dying beggars.

 

 

 

Revelation 1791

A very dear lesson

Sunday, 4 November 2012 – 13:30

Judith de Beer

 

Once upon a time have Pharaoh desired Sarah, yes, Abraham’s wife and so death has cruelly reigned over this country’s inhabitants and Pharaoh learned from this, a very dear lesson.

 

Likewise, on another day an impure royal son has desired Dinah, yes, Jacob’s daughter, for himself and here too, death has cruelly ruled over him and his men.

 

Likewise too, there will come a future day, when the Arab will desire a child of Sion and on this day when the Easterner will penetrate this woman – on that day will much riches begin to wither away from the Arabic countries and on that day will Hagar’s children no more multiply in number like the sand of the sea.

 

Yes, thus will come a future day when the Christian will really want to associate with the Muslim and on that day, Elohim will be done trying to reach Christianity and that will be the time when they will begin to cruelly take siege of each other’s cities and death will harshly rule over North and South – but especially over the West and the East in great numbers.

 

 

 

Revelation 1792

Sinister, ominous fires

Saturday, 10 November 2012 – 16:45

Judith de Beer

 

Ominous weather is busy building up over South Africa and a bone-dry stick is picked up and broken in two and Left and Right is standing over against each other so stiff and pale.   While a voice cracks in sorrow, yes, it calls out: weighed – weighed but look, the collecting bowl is hollow and empty and the whole country is just an obscure alley.   Yes, just a nest of thugs and everything from prostitution to murder is committed there – while a doomed nation consults it’s Baal priests for salvation and in every church the moss turns sour and the bread is baked with rotten dough.   But satan still stands strong as the strategist, but his eyes stay chilled, cold and empty – while obliterations of peoples are becoming more of a reality.

 

Ominous weather is now also building up over the mainland and a clay pot falls, breaking into numerous pieces, while still here and there a voice desperately pleads for unity in Africa – while every preacher now begin to desperately preach for the sake of political gain.   Yes, the old whore of Babylon now begins to put all her daughters to the task and the abominable bells toll in every region, but the members suddenly feel weak and tender.   They know their time has arrived, for the fires of destruction get ignited everywhere and every liberal home is now broken to pieces while they fruitlessly beseech their self-appointed leaders for mercy.

 

Ominous weather is building up dangerously while an image’s feet of iron and clay start to crumble and break and Sion and the world stand over against each other stiff and pale with Elohim avenging Himself in Anger on the world.   Yes, there is a voice cracking in sorrow – calling out: weighed-weighed but look, every liberalist is hollow and empty and now is the time to break open a very important seal.   A specific balance falls to take revenge on Africa and so, many dry throats are calling out for a little water and a little corn flour and so many inhabitants stand sickly, feverish and very yellow – while the world could not be bothered less – because their own problems are now overwhelming them and they refuse to hear while Africa incessantly begins to moan about their desperate situation and that while fires of war begin to smoulder all over the world.   It is the sinister, ominous fires beginning to smoulder all over the world.

 

 

Revelation 1793

Unnatural ice

Monday, 12 November 2012 – 05:30

Judith de Beer

 

I see in a vision how enormous amounts of ice hit the earth and I cannot discern whether it is hail or ice.   It was so unnatural, looking like big ice chunks – or snowballs.

 

 

 

Revelation 1794

The old man or Sharon ?

(The pope stands on a platform)

Tuesday, 13 November 2012 – 12:00

Judith de Beer

 

Satan is growling dangerously with bared teeth while the worldly masses gather around him as their idol – and great angelic spheres stand dumbfounded about it all, for they know, this final time will soon be over.   But look, the called ones still are dumb and mute and they also are still bowing so subserviently before their idol, Mammon.

 

The pope now passionately calls for his mistress – the whore of Babylon and offers her a rose and it is a pitch-black rose and the churches say in unison: oh our master, unto you only we will come and look, we offer you all the world’s cities of glass and concrete, including everything from Cape Town to and including New York, also London.   But the city of Paris, being touchy and particular about it, calls out with a ‘pardon’ – look, I might be an outspoken atheist, but why am I left behind in this, yes why.

 

But the Vatican placates, saying: it is because Berlin comes first at this stage – but maybe it will be better that you both come together to Rome.   But you need to make haste, for look, the pope will soon stand on a world platform and in his left hand he holds a bank bill and triple six is hidden in the face of the beast on it and in his other hand he is holding a shroud and someone asks: is this for the old man of Africa, or for Sharon ?

 

But the pope reacts, saying: whatever it is, it is to the benefit of the Jew, yes, for the whole of Edom and angelic spheres stand about all this silent, dumbfounded – for they know this final time is passing quickly and this while so many sealed ones are standing around idly, yes so utterly stupid and mute.

 

 

 

Revelation 1795

Two separate yokes

Sunday, 18 November 2012 – 09:30

Judith de Beer

 

An angel calls out: Listen to the sorrowful lamentation and sobbing, for stooped, yes, stooped under the terrible yoke, the Adamite is now bent, stooped.   Raca is now going to oppress them by the worst means and he mocks and laughs – while he exclaims: look, a cripple-limping little nation is walking without any support of a crutch – for they did not want to submit to the Good Will of their Elohim and look, they stumble and they fall en there is no more benefit nor eternal bliss.

 

A being is calling: look, the road has forked long ago – a Godly silence ensued and a white race stands bewildered and fearful while the signs of the times press upon a Boer nation in distress.   A cup as bitter as gall is offered and the remnant of the true Israel in distress now has to swallow it by force.

 

A balance announces: Look, there is a tree and in the middle of it is a fork.   The one side is dry and the other side green and a powerful wind tears it apart.   A Carpenter comes and He forms out of both pieces two different yokes – one is unfinished, heavy and rough, but the other is perfect, soft and light and both left and right have to submit accordingly and while the liberal part of a nation collapses under the disproportionately heavy weight – while the holy, set-apart ones are tenderly held against Elohim’s breast and the heavens exclaims in joy and ecstasy, saying: It is time to march against the fallen hell on the earth.

 

An angel exclaims with a great voice: What is that falling from the sky and what is floating on the sea like a putrid cork and why do the last clean rivers now turn into poisonous silt while so many thirsty souls in vain and too late try to pick the fruit of the Truth – for look, a woman is giving birth and a child is taken away from the world to the wilderness and the churches searched for it – but in a Godly silence they could not find it and the congregations stand in fear, for they did not want to submit to the Truth – and to their own lie, they now will have to submit with gnashing of teeth, for ever.

 

 

 

Revelation 1796

Nibiru

Tuesday, 20 November 2012 – 05:30

Judith de Beer

 

With Nibiru and its tail speedily travelling through space, while beings from other planetary spaces watch with interest, a voice asks: might it be the birth of something greater originating there, or will yet another planet perish in its path.   But another Voice informatively answers:   this is another dimension busy opening up from where the order of Melchizedek will originate and He asks: is there still nobody able to understand, for look, it is the same cycle that preceded the flood of Noah and that generation has also been properly warned and admonished But in their earthly prosperity they plainly could not understand it and they continued in their disdain of God in their evil ways and so they were not ashamed in the Presence of their Elohim and therefore the Good Creator allowed only the tip of that tail to nastily lash the planet Earth like a whip, while the people desperately would bang at the door of the ark for mercy, they clearly understood in their moment of death what it means to die on the earth and perish, yes, on a planet which would only slightly be in the way of the Red dragon.

 

Yes, with Nibiru’s tail trailing with immense speed through heavenly space – while beings from other planetary spaces securely measures it’s speed – while they ask with great interest whether the little earth would be destroyed this time.   But an angel answers: look, mankind has been warned and well admonished – but they mock and laugh and while their weather patterns rapidly unravel and they buy and sell while their sun’s beams are mercilessly burning down on them and so a rock is coming from Nibiru’s tail which will destroy all their dreams and its name is Absinthe, for the water of the earth will become bitter as gall and poisonous.   The moon will assume a weird new orbit and the high- and low ebb-markings of the sea will reach strange measures – while unknown snowstorms will pass over the earth in seconds – the sun would appear overhead in hideous hues, blood-red.   Yes, the dark ashes of volcanoes will sift down everywhere – while earthquakes will go growling in their destruction all over the earth – while an evil humanity still would not be ashamed of their abominable transgressions.

 

Nibiru is travelling through space with its sickle tail while beings from other planetary spaces are watching and a voice asks:   don’t the inhabitants of the earth know what this is all about – for look, the great Elohim has once Himself stood on that planet as a little Human – for all who breaths to understand the working of His Great Power, yes, for His Grace to enter into eternity through the born-again human.   But look, while the depravity of the human embodied in the one-world-order remain fearless in the face of the end-time warnings – while they know they will perish like useless chaff in the furnace – with Elohim’s Judgement Sickle, yes, Nibiru’s tail that would swish through the final harvest – to leave only the Melchizedek sheaf as Sion’s Arc – for the whole of totality would, through Elohim’s Great Mercy, be understood in His new Priestly Order throughout the totality of His creation.

 

 

 

Revelation 1797

The lion and the dragon

Thursday, 22 November 2012 – 16:30

Judith de Beer

 

There is a White and a golden lion, growling at a hideous beast with bared teeth and it is YaHWeHshua together with His pure blood-line out of Judah, disguised in a handful of end-time spirits.   They stand in opposition to the dragon while the world masses subserviently gathers around the dragon, yes, the world order.   At the dragon’s side stands a hideous black beast, reared on its hind legs – it has the body of a human and behind it glows a synthetic simulated sun.   In its left hand it holds a leash with a pet on the other end and look, instead of a dog, it is the pope and these two have a close relationship.   At the pope’s side is kneeling a voluptuous catholic nun and her name is the whore of Babylon, in her hand she is holding a blasphemous cross and while Christianity ecstatically gathers around it – Jewry is hoisting it’s banner with written on it in human blood: peace, false peace, yes, shalom-shalom for look, the goyim and the mob is utterly stupid and therefore the Leviathan as the one world order is keeping them will-less, weak and ignorant and look, they stand wavering on the precipice of the eternal abyss.

 

The queen of England is also standing to the right side of the hideous beast – she looks well-groomed and rounded – but she’s severely stooped and from her hand flutter to the ground the Rand, the Euro, the Dollar and the Pound.   The East inquisitively asks: is the economy, yes, old Mammon, sickly and unwell – for look, from Israel and its neighbouring countries down to South Africa and all over America and Europe, as well as Asia, a thick river of blood is running on the ground – it pulses from a terrible gaping open wound and oil is shooting up high with an astronomically price per gallon and grain is rationed by the ton.

 

There is a White and a golden Lion, growling at a hideous dragon with bared teeth – it is the Master as the true Judah disguised as a handful of end-time spirits, descending upon earth with Elohim’s Judgement.   Mankind stands silently dumbfounded because of their fate – they call to heaven, asking:   please care just a little bit and send a prophetic message of hope to the earth – for they know it is time and all of them will cruelly perish.   But all they receive are messages of judgement coming from heaven to earth and while the White Lion of Judah growls – it is Sion who mocks and laughs while she asks – what is man and they point to the UN’s elite corps, yes a mighty squadron and they say: look, it is only little cardboard soldiers and the breath of the White Lion will topple them like chaff in the wind.

 

So let the missiles and bombs now come down unto their own heads, for look, the writing is on the wall and the balances of judgement stand ready upon the earth – all around.   The Christian congregations are calling to their false angel of light, yes, they pray and call out loud to him and look, their reward, the eternal hell is coming.   So, let the pope allege that the end-time is not yet close – and this while his abominable congregations are still faithfully and subserviently gathering around him.

 

 

 

Revelation 1798

Wall Street

Friday night, 23 November 2012

Judith de Beer

 

In a dream vision I stand in Wall street and I hear a man say: look, we as the strongest monetary powers are now going to retreat from the stock exchange to completely shipwreck it.   I hear a woman weeping, complaining that she has invested all her money in grain and lentils but now it is worthless.   I hear myself saying I will buy it all from her for sixty thousand Rand.   Right after the transaction was sealed, that specific shares’ value rose to record high prices.

 

 

 

Revelation 1799

Bles Bridges

Saturday night, 24 November 2012

Judith de Beer

 

In a dream vision the deceased Bles Bridges is playing unto the nation on a grey flute and the melody thereof carries a deeply sorrowful message.   Shortly after this, two very old white people appear, who perpetually disperse little round breads – already drying out – to a lot of black children while their own condition rapidly deteriorates and every moment, they become more and more tattered – while the sorrowful tune from the grey flute lingers, very few people take note.

 

 

 

Revelation 1800

In past and present

Sunday, 25 November 2012 – 08:30

Judith de Beer

 

In the lamentation of a modern preacher, everything, yes, even the previous second, is irrevocably gone and so fleeting and bitter-sweet the moment of the present, with a future without hope or reason and so the four horses of revelation stand prepared and mounted and nowhere on earth, any peace can be found any more.

 

So empty and without purpose now sound the prayers of the global masses and look – through wind, fire, water and earthquakes, judgement now destroys so many towns and cities and the inhabitants thereof mourn, saying: look, only a moment ago our dreams for the future still was a rosy present, but now everything is just a mangled past.   All our oaths are shattered in our false prayers and that because of our covert motives and our dark past – and in our empty dreams for the future, the tinsel of our past will never again shimmer in life.   So we have nothing we, the world man, can strive for any more.