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I have love, and I know what love is, let me tell you somthing

If one person reads this it will be more valuable than if 100 people read 99.999 percent of all
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Listen, I am not stupid (but I'm pretty dumb there is a difference), I am a fool compared to Yaohu (God)

Let's get serious here, a lie, is a lie, is a lie.

You don't reveal what you are doing to someone who You know would expect it, and
You don't tell the whole story, or You omit IMPORTANT details for months; You are lying.

Just because I am not smart, and I have a big ego doesn't mean You can walk all over me.

I have a heart too.

I have been alone my whole life. I have felt the depths of sorrow, shame, despair;
been destitute; the terrors.

Hallucinations, always alone. Like an alien in this world I roam. I am fixed here, discriminated against.. not given the chance to shine.

I have experienced life threats; severe ones, I have experienced ostracizing, belittling, and much more, they say, "save the drama."

You know what I want to use the harshest words available for people who have no compassion, but that's not the real me, because I feel empathy for their low state.
They see it all wrong.

They see me as like a pet project, they can control, and not be real with, disregard and keep things away from, a pet project which will return bounties.. oodles of joy, (or profit) as others want to destroy me literally, take my soul and sell it to slavery. My soul is bought by Yaohu UL.

The Truth hurts. It's positive, its obvious, and it always sets one free, but The Truth hurts.

The truth is I am a sham.. a hoax, I fell short deeply, and I deeply resent myself and am ashamed of my actions, and I mean that from the bottom of my heart. The problem with carrying out judgment on me is that I admit what I am.. and I am not proud.

I am wrestling with my heart.. trying to wrench the grime this civilizations media, and mind control devices have punctured deep within my brain. (not to mention the crazy meds pumped into me nightly)

I met the actual Creator in person the way Abruham and Yaoshorul, and Issac, ( I am using a transliterated form for Abraham, Israel, and Issac) May Yaohu Ul bless Abruham Yaoshorul and Issac forever and ever more, amnau. (amen) "Amein."

I met Him. That doesn't make me better. It doesn't make me smarter, it does mean somthing..

I can't put words on it.

It has to do with my extreme honesty and forthrightness about myself to others, and myself to myself.

I have many character defects. I am argumentative, stubborn, easily influenced, egotistical,
I have a superiority complex, I am small minded many times, and I am insecure.

I am dirty in my heart, I am foul in my speech, although I've cleaned that. I used to be angry to all get out about everything. I have a victim mentality.

I don't love my life, and I don't think it is going the right way.

I LOVE people. I luv them! People dont love people though.

They say if You say "people hate me" that You are subconsciously saying "I hate people"

Yaohu looks at the heart. Words are important, they guide Our actions.

The power of life and death is bridled in the tongue.
I am a sinner. I repent as much as possible where I recognize, but the sin will not go away.

I know Yaohushua lived a perfect life, only one person who was born of a woman the imaculate virgin Mary, never sinned, defeated sin and death for all time all people.. For all shall come to repentance and believe.

I deeply believe that Yaohushua is one with Yaohu UL Our Heavenly Father.

If You believe in His Shuam(original hebrew for Name) Yaohu.(G-d)

call upon His Ul Gabor, (All Powerful's Son aka "Jesus") You will be saved.

I have no right to be in His presence, yet He loves me.

I have no right to be alive, yet I am still here.

I have no right to be judged fairly, yet Yaohu UL judges all fairly.

I have no right to even speak, but somehow the correct words are found.

I am wrong. We are all so wrong, and it grieves my soul, I am crying.

I love You Vicki, I don't understand how or why, but I love You.

I need You Vicki, You are the only one for me.

How I Met Yaohu the Creator in Person

The way I met the Man, Yaohu, Who is the epitome of all love combined;
the intrinsic Source of Light Spirit and Life,
Who is love; the way I met Him, started Out by Him calling Me to a Church in Spokane Washington 1998.

How I got to Spokane Washington:

I had been stricken with schizophrenia.(this should cast doubt on my whole story,
thus rendering me not a threat to the powers that be)
I was in honors classes and AP classes and junior year I began to become neurotic
after speaking out and convincing many of my classmates that "We are not alone" and that "Aliens exist."

Anyhow, I had read the Classified MK-Ultra Majestic 12 document later which in military speak, reveals that because the knowledge of extraterrestrial life would "cause havoc" and create mass panic, any person who is educated and intellectual
spreading information about that would be framed with a "mental disorder."

No coincidence that right when I am most effective in spreading information about the truth concerning aliens I begin to become neurotic, and my grades start falling.
I never took a drug or a beer before this. Actually the agenda to use mind control for testing purposes already existed long before I was their subject.

Through chemical induction I was given an imbalance and the final blow was a four day event in which traumatic terror altered My DNA.
(DNA can be altered science has recently discovered only if the event is traumatic enough)
This certainly was an extremely traumatic event.

My Mom was gone on a cruise, I was sleeping alone on a new bed that had chemicals placed inside. I could perceive the chemical wafting and emanating up from the bed. The circumstance when purchasing the bed were highly suspicious. Highly unusual code speak was used. Before all this I had found a weird vile in my bedroom with toxic pens, which was very foreign. I also found a little note I gave to a girl that I had placed in the trash a few days before with the vile which had yellow liquid, and permanent pens.

(For months leading up to all this I had been discovering secrets, uncovering mysteries, and becoming somewhat militant in my thinking. I had been listening to revolutionary music, and prophetic music. I had been reading the Bible very intensely considering it as a letter personally written from the Creator to Me. I had been discovering messages within it, and places where Yaohu spoke to me, and about me directly.)

So back to the unusual bed. When I finally got the bed home, I laid it near the fireplace. From the moment I began to try and sleep on it, I could actually feel vapors and gas coming from the futon/bed. I became speechless after the first night, and during the first night I heard Wu-Tang Forever the Hip 'Hop album being played from the attic.

I also saw a hooded figure dressed in black crouching outside, and witnessed a blue light shining at my front door at 3 AM. I was terrified all the while. I couldn't sleep, I tried to write something, but I found I was unable to write. I couldn't speak the next morning. I felt like an alien.

So through the night I was petrified. Maybe I had deserved this, I'm not proud about my actions as a teen. I had stolen CD's in mass, and supported anarchy which started when I did a US History Advanced Placement report about Anarchy during the beginning neurotic stages 8 months before these nights.

I am ashamed about My actions in the past.. My anarchy searching and rebelliousness lead me to do a documentary about the life of teens and street people in 1998 with My friend Joey. We came upon "the cool guys" from school, down my street the 2nd day recording.

We were urged to try marijuana this was about 2 months before the fated terror nights. ( I don't recommend trying marijuana until You are at least 21 to 23 years old amongst successful friends You are comfortable with, even then it's best to avoid it altogether)

However the process I had been going through was long under way. The marijuana apparently sped the process up.

The night I experienced the blue light and crouching figure, plus noises outside, when it became light I ventured outside.

I found footprints on the front door where the blue light was, I found that my Chevy Celebrity station wagon had been opened and My fila shoes had been tied together.

This was the second night I believe its all a blur but I remember many details. Feels like one day. But I know it was four. When I touched My car a liquid melted into my hand and white splotches appeared all over.. I looked at all the other vehicles on my block and none had water or liquid on them.

I walked inside feeling incredibly odd, and sick; so I took My temperature. In my discombobulated, frantic, uncontrolled yet subdued state, I accidentally put the thermometer under hot water. It burst all over my hand sending mercury into my body.

At this point I said, "enough is enough" I took a drive in my car to the emergency room because I knew "something is NOT right."

They took Me into a waiting room then immediately into an examining table. I sat there so weird-ed out the chemical induction buzzing my brain in a bad way. I sat there and I felt like an alien terrified, like I was going to die right then and there.

I perceived My brain cells popping out of my skull at a fast pace. The Doctor came into see me, and these brain cells or what I felt were my brain, were hitting the doctor. He ran out quickly seeming disturbed when He noticed my brain cells exploding through my head. I don't know if that is possible, but that is what I experienced and perceived.

Next a trauma occurred next door, a baby seemed to be dieing. I somehow blamed myself because I was taking up an extra bed, or the parents were blaming me for taking the doctors time. I don't know, but it sounded like the baby died.

So My Dad came to the hospital I drove home, and tried to write or draw in the back office. The night before I knew someone had gone in the house. In the back office the sliding glass door was unlocked and a big timberland work boot print was on the carpet. Along with the footprint was a amber color shard. Looked chemical in nature. I couldn't talk or draw, except I said, "don't touch it Dad!" I knew what was going on, at least not to touch that thing.

He grabbed it and threw it away, and then proceeded to look at me and cry. Just staring at me and crying. My own Dad crying. I couldn't draw and I'm an artist.

So He was crying because I was going through so much trauma but that added to the terror. Next I decided to see the Psychiatrist. I was so paranoid. He had me try prozac, did nothing. The zoloft even worse. Then paxil, no help, then zyprexa. That
made me feel normal.

In the mean time for 3 months before finding zyprexa, I'm crazed and paranoid. But I started to regain normality after a few days of the right medication.

So all this time I was in delusions, watching "the Shepperd's Chapel" on public TV cant sleep all night for months reading the bible, going around representing anarchy ways rapping, smoking weed and trying other hallucinogenics. I was out of control.

I managed to go through the G.E.D. program after dropping out of college for seniors program. I had a girlfriend, which I am so sorry She had to know me like that. I was insane.. partying, driving around on empty all night with felons, and other lunatic geniuses. Amongst other activities I'm not proud about.

So towards the end the medication still wasn't helping enough. I couldn't pull it together. My parents tricked me into going to a "sports" program. Which was really a transitional living home for troubled youth. Thank Yaohu because I needed to be sober, and put distance between that trauma and insanity.

So I became sober, even though I brought weed the first night, and smoked it in the room, thinking if I held the herb in the whole time they wouldn't smell it. But I finally decided that I should be sober. I needed discipline. I have to thank Steve who ran the program for all His help. However along with the sobering up, having no door, and no phone, and no way to hang out with friends without filling out a form so long it made hanging out pointless. Well along with all that I was fed a bunch of hooey propaganda, trying to make me hate myself. Now I don't love my life, or feel proud of my mistakes in life. (While I am in a process of repenting, I certainly don't hate myself.)

One night I had to walk to the gym in the cold and a voice came through and said, "Craig, I am Your God, the God of Abraham, the God of Issac, and the God of Jacob."
So I decided to go to church, I went to a church that was on fire. (passionate about Yaohu(G-d)) I had been studying the scriptures and pouring my eyes out over the Bible leading up to this event.
The day I went to the Youth group everyone laid hands on Me and prayed for my deliverance. I was baptized in the Rukha hol Hodshua(Holy Ghost). I went 2 days a week for the whole year. I prayed, and I spoke in tongues, I was anointed with oil, and slain in the Spirit. I repented; but I was still somewhat clueless.

I am glad I went through the discipline there for a year even if they were attacking my faith, and everything I held to be true. I really am grateful for the program, because I was able to wake up at 6 am take the bus, graduate high school with over a years worth of college credit. I also had a lot of fun going out on the motor boat type yacht drinking beer very infrequently.

I also continued to run cross country there with some of the top high school runners in the country, and lifted weights. I went from 140 to 165 and strapping in one year. I was able to do 60 pull ups. I should have felt more grateful toward Steve, although, even when I was there I had a level of respect for Him.

However, He was very rude to me, and demeaning, and would attack my faith and beliefs on a daily basis. So I couldn't let His agenda be completed.

After that year, I still had this urge, and desire to try "one last blunt." I went back home during the summer and tried that blunt. Came back and I was determined not to take His abuse, and disrespect. So I met a guy named John there and we would rap,and smoke weed, but I'm not proud about this. Although I really feel if I had completed Steve's program I would have been brainwashed.

That is really what it was, it was brainwashing. A bunch of alpha male rules, and disrespect. So I found the program was way more lax, and easy when I came back after that summer. Not as much of the brainwashing but still a fair amount. I smoked with John who was a thug from Seatle. Tried to go to college, was running cross country again. At one point Steve told me my parents disowned me.

At the same time I was planning to leave in the name of Yaohushua Christ(Jesus)
I wrote an email to one of my best friends Joey who was working on organic farms in Portland at the time and planned to go to BC. So I arranged and gave Him perfect directions to meet me at 12 midnight on a Friday. The night I was waiting, Steve set up traps, and as soon as I made My way with a few clothes through the dark to the sliding glass door, a piece of wood which was set as a trap made a large noise. He came barging in yelling, "Where do you think You're going!?" "I'm leaving here." I said, and He responded, "I don't think so. You aren't going anywhere"
I replied, "Yes, I am."

I continued to say, "I wrote Joey and He is meeting me right now. You can't stop me."
He was furious, lied and said, "I responded back on that email and Joey said He isn't showing up."

I said with faith, "Yes He is. I know."

So I walked outside with Steve bitterly nipping at my heals yelling at me. And I had joy when I saw my best friend since 4th grade Joey in the dark walking towards Us. I was overjoyed. We embraced like comrades. And Steve said, "My friend is a sheriff and I called and told Him to search Your car and not let You guys leave.."

I told Steve, "I call You on that, I don't think so." So then He said, "Where are You going?"

"Away from here"

So somehow I was importuned into talking to My parents, and I caught Steve lying saying things that weren't true, to make me look bad to my parents. My parents apparently never said I couldn't come home. But I distinctly remember going home not being an option. All I could think of was leaving My home and family in the name of Yaohushua Christ. Partly out of circumstance, but mainly from My own volition I chose to leave. However I do not regret the decision.

When we walked back outside; that is what I said to Steve what I was doing; leaving My home and family in the name of Yaohushua.

So we took the long way around thinking we would wait out the sheriff, who I was pretty sure was not there and wouldn't search us. I was right.

We drove off puffing bud, and decided to go to an organic farm in Montana which was a false listing. So we had to drive all the way back. We went back to this farm in Portland. We stayed in a crap infested side house and did back breaking work for food and lodging. I was given the back breaking job while Joe got to go drive around doing delivery which is not work in my book, unless you have to do it all day. Even then, I refused to break my back and it literally felt like my back was breaking picking lettuce. So I waited for Joe to come back thinking I would work then.

Since I didn't work for one hour in the morning, we were kicked off the farm.

Immediately we found the street culture kids in Portland Oregon and had super jams, and puffed out in the park that night. We decided to stay in Our car. We also went over to Labor Ready and did some temp work later on.

to be continued..

The Truth: a memory being slowly destroyed

The Truth: a memory being slowly destroyed


1: In the original versions of The King James version of the Holy Bible, Yaohushua aka "Jesus" said something to the effect almost word for word, 'behold I come as a thief' more times than can now be found in any Bible. I am not saying that those are the exact context, but I read it 20 times over a period of half a year in 1998. In October 1999 I came to read the same version and found that it was there only 3 times at most. The nuance and edification for repeating 'as a thief' so often was to give the reader
a non-judgmental mindset, to cause them to know that anyone is worthy of Our help, and to "love thy enemies" so to speak. This truth is now lost. I will explain my theory as to how these truth's are being destroyed after I list all the examples.

2: The original version of The King James version of the Holy Bible has a distinct part where Yaohushua aka "Jesus" ministers to a man found with madness, or some form of insanity. Before Yaohushua "Jesus" heals the man He says something to the effect that anyone with a mental insanity, or infirmity, or madness, that their
sins would not be counted against them until they were restored to sanity. About 1 1/2 years ago this vanished from all known copies of the Bible. I searched and searched, for the past year many many hours to find nothing. The same day I realized that this part had disappeared from all versions of the bible (and it's not the same as the man who had an unclean spirit. This was a distinctly separate part) I walked to church and two peace doves were right on my path. They fluttered away, I then proceeded to ask for prayer in a prayer group, and prayed for schizophrenia to be cured, I was slain in the Rukha hol Hodshua of Yaohu("Holy Spirit of God"), couldn't stand. I have felt much different and sane from then on.
The problem is also that the original definition of what schizophrenia is, has also vanished. Throughout all of history there have been the exact same percentage of schizophrenics, about 1 percent. Also it was know that it was not a disease because there were advantages. Now it is considered a disease and there are 3 times as many people with "schizophrenia"
I learned on a radio show that depleted uranium poisoning or "Gulf War Syndrome" has almost the same symptoms as schizophrenia. Hmm.. Someone is systematically discrediting many people, and waging war on The Truth.
3: I read a version of the bible that said and I quote, "We did a funny thing with the truth."
That is nowhere to be found. I had a witness of that quote as well, who was not schizophrenic.
This was in 1999 around November.

4: Also the verse in the bible that refers to herbs being used as medicine has now vanished as children now abuse and use only chemical medicines, and the fundamentalists claim all medicines are considered pharmakia which means witchcraft since Pharmacy's use the same word. I'm sorry but tylenol saved many peoples lives, and when they refer to pharmakia as witchcraft it is refering to abuse and ritual use, in the order of alchemy and actual witchcraft.

Now any Christian who uses any medicine has that "seed of doubt" in them, and their consciences are not as clean.

I see that there is a group that throughout history has been systematically making more and more things that are right, to be "wrong" and more and more things that are wrong, to be considered "okay" For instance women wearing butt tight clothing is forbidden. You can't show Your nakedness to people and expect their human body to not react. We are gods, but we are also mortal. Says in genesis "ye are gods" Meaning Ulhim hol Yaohu ("Sons of God").

5: Also in 1998 I had purchased a Strong's Dictionary Concordance. In it, I looked up the definition of virgins, "parthenos" The definition said specifically one who has not been defiled sexually, mainly abstinent. When the Bible wants to refer to someone at a grown age who is a "virgin" they always say She has never known a man. Or He has never had relations with a woman.

How could God have built us to have a libido, and be attached to an instrument of pleasure that has been proven medically to be the only way a mortal body can be healthy. It is medically proven, that human being who is male cannot be healthy without ejaculation. Some can become a eunuch and I think that is great, that is a choice, but I don't think we are supposed to disregard our bodies. Worship the body as a temple, how can You worship the body as a temple and not listen to the natural desires. We are called to exhibit self-control. Meaning don't let your sexual desires cause you to manipulate or seek sex, and don't have loveless sex, don't advertise yourself for sex, and be mainly abstinent. Do not defile yourself with women. Don't hit on women, just be kind.

I wish I could be celibate, but in this day and age with the number of women basically walking around naked with spandex, and butt tight clothing it is very difficult.

If people were to believe that a virgin means to have never known relations with a woman or man, then once they had sex once they would give up in trying to be chaste and pure.
More than likely would see no virtue in staying away from seeking sex, or at least more apt to consider themselves part of a different crowd.

6: Also cussing is not the same as cursing, and swearing is altogether separate. Don't curse anyone, control your cussing and control the tongue, but don't beat yourself up if You say a few cus words here and there, just have self-control.

I admit I have cussed since before pre-school. If little children are the ones who are closest to the Kingdom of Heaven, then how can a little kid before pre-school be so wrong and bad if He gently uses words defined as "curse" words, when they really are just flowery words.

What is happening is that there is an elite group of people making it easier to be bad, and harder to be good.

I don't know who they are, but I do not agree with this agenda. It's worse to say "ass" then to show the very curves of a womens ass in public markets?

I noticed its not the women's fault completely because all the clothing that is sold reveals the shape of the body.

The proof that these Truth's are being eradicated and literally vanishing from existence lies in a store called "Season's Juice" in Portland Oregon. In October 1999 it was not there, I was searching that very block over 30 times throughout the month of October and it was not there through late November. After a prophetic experience I was told everything is new, and I came to find that this store was where I knew no store was. I marveled at this store went in, because I was specifically looking for smoothie stores for 2 months in the same area. I asked them how long they had been in business, a business that I am 100% sure did not exist a week ago let alone yesterday. They said "2 months." This was the only store on this block that was bright signed, and obviously a smoothie shop being named "Seasons Juice."

No one else knew that this reality was seamlessly changed to include 2 months of history.

Only I knew.

सुम्मेर इस

make it right

return to the earth from burstin' into space.
through faith seen His face.
the way truth and life a genius named Jesus.
was only gone for a season felt like infinities seeing
His divinities grace breathin'. cold as Antarctica repented
from sparkin' up, fell back down to a park in love.
heard a lark above started to bug,
cuz' an artist turned thug. departed from the buds
who was just adulterer sympathizers tumultuous times come.
hospitals full of hostile vile feelins'. felt dumb when I
didn't succumb. felt numb from the atavan and had a hand in it.
a little timid frigid in my bed as I depicted life in my mind while dead.
frozen blood. dopen' up, hopen' the one from above comes.
saves this kid cuz' this is different than ignorance and bliss.
inferences of devils in my head. blead out what I said.

must a been a lustin' kid, sticky floor tickling whores mentally.
inventively retroactive introspectively dreamin' this up.
eventually following and hallowing the One. believe me these things
have just begun. a heathen on a rerun t.v. show deleted freedom.
radiated peons, im seeing this all from beyond eons.
away from the body at present with Jesus Son of the One.
heavin' breathen', secreten' semen lost touch.
it aint a walk in the park done, markets won, now all are done.
don't worry about earth lost the heart on the hearth burnt.
couldn't cry with a crooked eye, took this guy in a book to life.
mistook a lie for a crook and died alive in a look alike light.
I was not deceived my love received while lighting strikes me
raining while reigning a witness pimpin infinite styles.
wild while hile Hitlers' defile rely on the Light of Lights,
Host Prince of Peace Most High. don't try to decompose the
flows inside my mind. reload the strife components shown in time.
of the only Holy mind. glowing golden divine, owing no one my life
its mine I won so don't go out and try to bring me to my demise,
truth comes to life keeping you surmised, a communion union
that rides realized fully bullies all died. baller types fall with His might.
makes right take time to make it right make it right.

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