Saturday, April 26, 2025

Testimony: Feeding the Pigs

 Prior to working for God, I had been a prodigal son.  I had been a life long Christian.  I decided to go my own way for while.  I never stopped believing in God.  I was frustrated.  I was wrong.  Fast forward several years, and I was working for God. 

Things that were happening leading up to feeding the Pigs: 

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 I started becoming aware.  I became aware of demons.  I became aware of occult people, where they were, what they were doing.  I became aware of The Pigs, a particular group of Freemasons.  They were aware of me.  

I had been on Twitter February-March 2014.  I had ended up Tweeting governments and government entities.  I ended up feeling like I was done with Twitter in March.  I wasn't tweeting to please anyone other than God.  I was tweeting music videos with a few words or a scripture to focus attention to something.  I may have been showing a particular character.  I ended up with attention.  On Top of the Twitter was a link to Facebook with instructions that said "For more go here," more or less.  

 June 2014, I drove into homelessness.  I was driving towards Raleigh, and potentially Fort Bragg in Fayetteville.  I served there at Fort Bragg, and a knew some people.  I started become aware that I could be black bagged.  Some secret squirrel type people may kidnap/arrest me.  It was a warning from God not to mess up.  I didn't mess up.  The spirit of God is a gentleman. 

For the next several months, on my iPhone4, on Facebook, I would take notes of things I was receiving from God, and I would be feeding the pigs.  Writing things that came to mind, and working out some things with God.  It is 2025.  I recently deleted my Facebook.  A Facebook whistle blower was in front of congress more recently, and I had enough.  I deleted my Facebook.  It is what it is. 

How did I deal with becoming aware?  I had a fear of God.  I held tight to God.  I ended up with offers for jobs and vacations and a number of things that may have taken me off the path God set for me.  I walked the line. 

Driving into Fayetteville June 2014, I put all my treasures in heaven.  Anything I hoped for, or desired, I put in heaven with God.  I worked to make it on Earth as it is in Heaven, and I was going to succeed or go to heaven.  

Towards the end of August and first week of September, I had hit a bees hive of Obama government people.  I felt like the entire force of the US Government was coming down on me.  I stayed in my apartment.  

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It was around September 8th. I felt like the entire Government was coming down on me.  I was also working through "A Bridegroom" working for God.  I had worked through about six females from my past, and I had worked to marry them like I was "Black Jesus."  I ended up working to marry Taylor Swift.

I was laying on the floor of my unfurnished apartment.  I was a servant to my sorrow, working through some loves from my past....and Taylor Swift whom I never knew.  I had become good at working them in and out of my heart like a muscle.  I wasn't doing it in a wicked way.  God would show me ugly things about their pasts, and I would feel compelled to get rid of them.  I would have a woman in my heart.  There is a particular mysticism about this like being in God's heart....and we are made in the image of God.  I had Taylor Swift in my heart, and God showed me some things.  I was out of females to replace her with.  Having nothing in your heart hurts like having a sandpaper heart, and it may take me several weeks to find someone new.  Oh well.  I kicked her out.

At the time I kicked Taylor Swift out of my heart, I ended up taking Satan's Kingdom like a thief in the night.  Reflecting...... there may have been a number of interesting spiritual laws here.  I haven't thought much of it.  I ended up taking Satan's Kingdom like at thief in the night, and felt on top of the world.  To be continued. 

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