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
I have been ignored
I have been ignored
And so now I am speaking with a vengeance
For truly my dear, humanity 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
Are in denial
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 it 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 of 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 are 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
Waiting and watching
Waiting and watching
The lies and the diversions that are played on the airwaves
While humanity’s children continue to birth into an ever growing darker world
Let them read, let them take offense, let them take outrage
Yes each and every one
For yes darling your message has something to offend one and all
And that is good
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 all 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
You will be held accountable
You will be held accountable
And that is all for now
Adieu!