You Will Be Held Accountable - The Coming Times

The Coming Times

You will be held accountable

My dear one

I have been giving my messages to humanity

Over the centuries now

I have spoken messages of sweetness and light

I have spoken words of love and of hope

I have spoken through children

I have spoken through women

And yes I have spoken through men

And my dear one

I have been ignored

And so now I am speaking with a vengeance

For truly my dear, h

umanity is in a state of crisis

And I am speaking and I am speaking and I am speaking

I am speaking to one and all

Any one who will listen to me

Any one who will transcribe my messages accurately

I am speaking to

And with each one,

I am speaking with a slightly different tone if you will

For darling I will be heard

Darling I must be heard

For humanity’s survival depends

Literally depends

On hearing and yes unfortunately hearing is not enough

It must also follow the messages’ counsel

And my sweet child

I will get through

By hook or by crook

I will get through

And so I am speaking through you

And so I am speaking through so very many different people

Each one expressing me in their own style

Each one expressing as much as they are able

And you my dear one I am asking you to stretch yourself

I know how you like to please everyone

I know how you like to think of yourself as a ‘nice’ person

Who never says a bad word about anyone

And who certainly never would say something

To antagonize a whole group of people

But my dear one

Sweetness and light are not always effective

People are bored by such

They listen not to such

I am communicating my message to pray, to love, to fast

To convert

To many, many, many of my messengers

But my words are ignored by the majority

My words are too simple for them

Not sophisticated enough for them my words are

And so my dear one

My little American

Are you willing, are you brave enough

To use sophisticated words

To reach the more blasé among you

To shock them if necessary

To outrage them

Yes to outrage them enough

So that perhaps they will look at these messages

Long enough to condemn them

And in doing so

Be forced to read these messages in their entirety

And in so doing be forced however reluctantly

Be forced to acknowledge to themselves

That perhaps there is truth

However unpleasant

In what I am saying

Truth that they need to face up to

For denial does not help

Repression of the truth does not help

Only bringing the truth to the light of day

Affords an opportunity for healing

Pretending there is no problem here

Allows not for healing

Allows not for even the possibility of healing

And my dear one

There is a problem here

There is a major problem here

There is a fundamental and significant problem here

And yes, all those who live in la-la land

All those who insist that there is only goodness

It is all on one’s perspective

And if you see black

If you say black

Then you are black

Because there is no black

There is no such thing as black

You are wrong for saying such

Are in denial

And denial allows not for the possibility of healing

Denial allows for the snake

The snake they pretend to themselves does not exist

The snake who is so happy to convince humanity i

t does not exist

Not until the die is cast

Will the snake dare to show its face

And then it will be too late

It will be too late for humanity

For the snake will have been unleashed

By humanity it will have been unleashed

And humanity it will devour

And this my dear one

Is the truth

An ugly and unpleasant truth

And people would rather not hear of such

But truly they are in denial

Let them read the message on “The Children” once again

Let them read it slowly

Let them acknowledge that this is not a message o

f the Coming Times

But a message of your current times

Let them contemplate the awfulness of this message

Its brutality

Its utter incomprehensibility

That a civilized human race

Should so choose to treat its children

In full knowledge, in full free will, amidst great abundance

Should so choose to treat its own children

And then let them say that there is no snake

And then let them say that nothing is wrong

And then let them say that those who say something is wrong a

re the ones who are

wrong

Let them read and reread the message “The Children”

And then let them turn within

And let them come to their own conclusion

As to whether or not they have been in denial

As to whether or not humanity is on the right track

As to whether or not they need to remain on the sidelines

Waiting and watching

The lies and the diversions that are played on the airwaves

While humanity’s children continue to birth i

nto an ever growing darker world

Let them read, let them take offense, l

et them take outrage

Yes each and every one

For yes darling your message has something t

o offend one and all

And that is good

That is good

It will, my hope is that it may wake them up

Jolt them out of their complacency

Get them off of their couches

And yes, even, dare I hope, turn off the television set

Their precious, their beloved, their addiction

The very air they are breathing

Their television programs

Surely they must realize

That these are all meant to distract them

To amuse them

To preoccupy them

Leaving the snake free to continue its work undisturbed

While they remain oblivious, oblivious, oblivious

To the ever darker world they are living in

Oblivious for they see not their world

They see only what is projected to them on the airwaves

And refuse to see the reality of their own lives

The ever bleaker reality facing their children

And yes, the hell that is endured by humanity’s children a

ll over the globe

And if they think

Because they personally did not give birth to these children

And therefore it is all right

For the powers that be

To rape those children’s lands

Exploit their parents

And leave the children destitute

They think incorrectly

And yes need to rethink their position

Claiming ignorance

Claiming passivity

Claiming non-involvement

Exonerates them not

They know children all over the world

This world blessed with such abundance

Are starving; are being exploited, sexually and otherwise

Are being cruelly, abominably treated

And yet they pretend to themselves that they are innocent

Even though they themselves vote the powers that be

Into power

Into the very power that causes these situations

My darling, my child

Nice words of comfort and sweetness will no longer do

The time for these is past

Humanity’s tears have reached the heavens

Their cry for justice have reached the Father

And to hear with the Father is to answer

And it behooves humanity to answer, to respond

To your fellows’ cries

It is in your own self-interest to do so

It is in your own self-interest to wake up

And to involve yourself in what is going on about you

To turn off the television

And to see the reality that is playing out all over the globe

And to understand that you are not a passive victim

You have been gifted with life, with intelligence, with will

And should you fail to use these your God-given gifts

And sit in front of your TV and guzzle on your snacks

While the snakes of your day have their way

You will be held accountable

And that is all for now

Adieu!