The intelligence agencies have always used addictive drugs as a weapon against the masses to bring in their long term plan for a one world government, a one world police force designed to be NATO and a micro chipped population known as the New World Order. —M. Prince
Forwarded from Irina Angelove
RAISE WARRIORS OF GOD!!!
THE TIME HAS COME!!
Special Message to Heaven's Special Forces 11/18/2023
Please share to reach those for whom it is intended. 💚
Heaven is uniting you soon with your family. You have not known them yet. They, like you, have been trained as one with the Father in a sacred, secret place.
As you come together, your special talents and tools will serve Heaven's purposes through our Commander in Chief's blueprints.
You will be able to bring each other much encouragement as you have walked similar paths.
Up until this point, the only comfort has been taking refuge in the All-Consuming Fire. You really have not known anything else.
The calls on your lives have been filled with sudden shaking and sudden violence followed by sudden downloads of mysteries and revelations of heaven.
You are full of Heaven's blueprints ready to be released. Because you see clearly, there are even times when you do not know the capacity of blueprints and tools birthed through fire, hidden deep within you. It's just not time for you to know, is all.
You have been misunderstood, abandoned, rejected. People in all their positions have not been able to control you or categorize you.
It appears you fit nowhere, yet you are called to be everywhere He is, hidden in plain sight.
In these end times, you few whom I'm talking about, who are taught (begotten) by God in this rare capacity, hidden within His fire, know without a doubt, that even those who are considered the best prophetic seers, are not be able to see the totality of you or your position.
The standard seers will or have had a very limited view, just enough to pacify their need to feel functional in their gifting, so they can continue serving God. For the (mediums-seers) they know enough to not even go there.
In your position, those who have tried to touch you, you are fully aware, that they no longer exist, and or have zero capacity to affect you any longer.
There is a reason for that! The enemy can touch you not for you have been begotten by Father and He has plans that need to be moved forward.
Why mention Heavens Special Forces now?
God is repositioning you and heaven's army. There is a lot of chatter happening. There is some active commissioning happening.
You Special Forces are a new breed of Governmental Prophetic Seers, that have been forged and branded by God and are getting ready to be released.
Recompense time!
You have been trained and equipped, and know your duty. You are Heaven's end-time Special Forces and are a forged weapon in the hand of God!
You have the ability to create, track, do recon, expose, and abolish the enemy's hidden plans, upon God's command.
You ignite the people of God and release them into their next season, all while you are not seen.
You protect the plans of God as you work alongside Angelic forces. You even work alongside those unaware in this world.
I marvel at what I've been shown. You are fire breathers. Carriers of His Justice. Thunder and Lightening. A double edge Sword in the mouth of Yahweh 🔥🌬️🗝️⚖️⚔️⚡
THE TIME HAS COME!!
Special Message to Heaven's Special Forces 11/18/2023
Please share to reach those for whom it is intended. 💚
Heaven is uniting you soon with your family. You have not known them yet. They, like you, have been trained as one with the Father in a sacred, secret place.
As you come together, your special talents and tools will serve Heaven's purposes through our Commander in Chief's blueprints.
You will be able to bring each other much encouragement as you have walked similar paths.
Up until this point, the only comfort has been taking refuge in the All-Consuming Fire. You really have not known anything else.
The calls on your lives have been filled with sudden shaking and sudden violence followed by sudden downloads of mysteries and revelations of heaven.
You are full of Heaven's blueprints ready to be released. Because you see clearly, there are even times when you do not know the capacity of blueprints and tools birthed through fire, hidden deep within you. It's just not time for you to know, is all.
You have been misunderstood, abandoned, rejected. People in all their positions have not been able to control you or categorize you.
It appears you fit nowhere, yet you are called to be everywhere He is, hidden in plain sight.
In these end times, you few whom I'm talking about, who are taught (begotten) by God in this rare capacity, hidden within His fire, know without a doubt, that even those who are considered the best prophetic seers, are not be able to see the totality of you or your position.
The standard seers will or have had a very limited view, just enough to pacify their need to feel functional in their gifting, so they can continue serving God. For the (mediums-seers) they know enough to not even go there.
In your position, those who have tried to touch you, you are fully aware, that they no longer exist, and or have zero capacity to affect you any longer.
There is a reason for that! The enemy can touch you not for you have been begotten by Father and He has plans that need to be moved forward.
Why mention Heavens Special Forces now?
God is repositioning you and heaven's army. There is a lot of chatter happening. There is some active commissioning happening.
You Special Forces are a new breed of Governmental Prophetic Seers, that have been forged and branded by God and are getting ready to be released.
Recompense time!
You have been trained and equipped, and know your duty. You are Heaven's end-time Special Forces and are a forged weapon in the hand of God!
You have the ability to create, track, do recon, expose, and abolish the enemy's hidden plans, upon God's command.
You ignite the people of God and release them into their next season, all while you are not seen.
You protect the plans of God as you work alongside Angelic forces. You even work alongside those unaware in this world.
I marvel at what I've been shown. You are fire breathers. Carriers of His Justice. Thunder and Lightening. A double edge Sword in the mouth of Yahweh 🔥🌬️🗝️⚖️⚔️⚡
My blog for the day:
This morning I awaken to chasing down a stone hallway/alley leaping from pile to pile of unclean carnage in the wake of Cheng-Ku. I can hear him now echoing in the recesses of my mind crying out “To Battle!!!” I appear to be a lone figure on a mission though I know I am not alone. The hallway enters to a small asian looking city square. As I pass through the small door to enter, the wooden door jam threatens to peal away the shield of faith strapped to my back. I am not foolish enough to leave it behind. The door will yield. Entering the square, the scene is pristine, meaning there are no signs of battle, no debris, no crowds, no animals, just building fronts with awnings over long tables that should be filled with wares. The city square opens to a shallow beach that is surrounded by tall jagged walls. There are two tent buildings. One further out into the sea. The other across to the other wall, with another opening just past that. The beach sand is like a beach that has been revealed by low tide or a gathering of a tsunami. I hear the words of wisdom, “This is a trap. They are trying to reveal by footsteps in the sand how many hidden ones are with you.” But how many angels can stand on the head of a sword? Foot prints do not reveal our numbers. As we pass half way across the beach a tall figure breaks forth from the tent that is further out to sea. This is not the god we seek; he is but its progeny standing a mere 30 to 40 feet tall. I speak no command, spontaneously this abomination finds himself moored down into the sand and attacked by an invisible swarm. The monstrosity was short work, as I look up into the cracks of the cliffs that wall off this alcove. A distraction, something to gauge our strength? Are the others in the cracks afraid to attack? Or are they waiting to take up a rear front as we enter the other hallway? The second tent structure is best described as an apothecary, the pharmakia of big business. Now I see why I follow in the tracks of the “sword of Cheng-Ku”. This is a fight very near to him. From hidden natural cures to injections of venomous intent. We fight this together. The apothecary has signs of being torched but it rises again. We continue our pursuit into the other hall despite obvious signs of a trap. There we see more evidence of flame. The hallway elbow to the left and then in 20 feet back to the right. In that second corner, hidden in the shadows there is a creature impaled to the wall. Its face keeps shifting from a wide mouth snake to catfish wiskers to having catlike features back to the wide mouth snake. But the eyes do not change small yellow eyes that have almost a glow to them. It opens its mouth to speak, but before it can hiss anything a short sword is thrust up behind the jawline pinning its tongue. It was delivered as a command. Silence you filthy spirit. I left the short sword in place, I have plenty of other scripture where that came from. We leave a wall of flame behind us to deter any unclean followers. It is useful to have angels with eyes all over to watch your backside, and walls, and ceiling, and floor. We have encountered the carnage again, Cheng-Ku cannot be that much further ahead where we will join him in the fight. There in the distance, a dance of light, flowing robe of zeal, and flashing steel. I can almost see his furrowed brow and smile from here with the echoes of halle-halle-hallelujah!!!
This morning I awaken to chasing down a stone hallway/alley leaping from pile to pile of unclean carnage in the wake of Cheng-Ku. I can hear him now echoing in the recesses of my mind crying out “To Battle!!!” I appear to be a lone figure on a mission though I know I am not alone. The hallway enters to a small asian looking city square. As I pass through the small door to enter, the wooden door jam threatens to peal away the shield of faith strapped to my back. I am not foolish enough to leave it behind. The door will yield. Entering the square, the scene is pristine, meaning there are no signs of battle, no debris, no crowds, no animals, just building fronts with awnings over long tables that should be filled with wares. The city square opens to a shallow beach that is surrounded by tall jagged walls. There are two tent buildings. One further out into the sea. The other across to the other wall, with another opening just past that. The beach sand is like a beach that has been revealed by low tide or a gathering of a tsunami. I hear the words of wisdom, “This is a trap. They are trying to reveal by footsteps in the sand how many hidden ones are with you.” But how many angels can stand on the head of a sword? Foot prints do not reveal our numbers. As we pass half way across the beach a tall figure breaks forth from the tent that is further out to sea. This is not the god we seek; he is but its progeny standing a mere 30 to 40 feet tall. I speak no command, spontaneously this abomination finds himself moored down into the sand and attacked by an invisible swarm. The monstrosity was short work, as I look up into the cracks of the cliffs that wall off this alcove. A distraction, something to gauge our strength? Are the others in the cracks afraid to attack? Or are they waiting to take up a rear front as we enter the other hallway? The second tent structure is best described as an apothecary, the pharmakia of big business. Now I see why I follow in the tracks of the “sword of Cheng-Ku”. This is a fight very near to him. From hidden natural cures to injections of venomous intent. We fight this together. The apothecary has signs of being torched but it rises again. We continue our pursuit into the other hall despite obvious signs of a trap. There we see more evidence of flame. The hallway elbow to the left and then in 20 feet back to the right. In that second corner, hidden in the shadows there is a creature impaled to the wall. Its face keeps shifting from a wide mouth snake to catfish wiskers to having catlike features back to the wide mouth snake. But the eyes do not change small yellow eyes that have almost a glow to them. It opens its mouth to speak, but before it can hiss anything a short sword is thrust up behind the jawline pinning its tongue. It was delivered as a command. Silence you filthy spirit. I left the short sword in place, I have plenty of other scripture where that came from. We leave a wall of flame behind us to deter any unclean followers. It is useful to have angels with eyes all over to watch your backside, and walls, and ceiling, and floor. We have encountered the carnage again, Cheng-Ku cannot be that much further ahead where we will join him in the fight. There in the distance, a dance of light, flowing robe of zeal, and flashing steel. I can almost see his furrowed brow and smile from here with the echoes of halle-halle-hallelujah!!!
Forwarded from Irina Angelove
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STEPPING BACK IN TO THE JOURNEY, I’m opening the gate. Time to re-enter the Spirit. There are always so many gates but usually I take one scripture. This time it’s “The wisdom of this world is foolishness to God,” and “He taketh the wise in their craftiness” . . . so at first as a child, as the bride, as a warrior I receive the full mantle of whatever I have in the Spirit. Layer by layer the entire thing is opened up to me.
CALLING FRIENDS FOR THE JOURNEY
The gateway to Antarctica’s underground network has been forced open, and the commander and I are now overseeing mass influx of angel troops and supplies. We had just finished a major battle against the forces of darkness that control the majority of the people who rule down there, as it is essentially an outer circle to Hell (in the physical) and there are a great number of disgusting creatures and other things that lurk in the caves. Sending our finest angels ahead, the labyrinth has now been somewhat mapped out on the first level and not just spanning the size of Antarctica but now extending under all the Earth’s oceans and throughout the other continents, an entire sub-Earth system now has to be scoured.
<Commander> Well Blade, we can either go in for another battle or I’ll take Midnight and you your Elyrian and we’ll go for a ride to the Heavens, convince more angels and warriors to join. This is too big for us.
<me> So unlike you to say, brother. Well if I’m honest about this, there could never be enough harvesters for this job. This is more like deep weeding though. Sure let’s go! Lead the way.
WE HOP ON OUR STEEDS and fly up high above the atmosphere, grouping with some of the Heavenly battleships stationed up above. Archangel Michael has been managing the deployment of angels (we call and order, he manages and directs behind the scenes for us.)
<Commander> So where should we go to get more recruits?
I FEEL THEY GET RIGHT DOWN TO BUSINESS, and the spirit between him and Michael are very close, like work partners. I’ve got a lot of learning to do from the way the Commander does business! Michael looks at me and nods.
<me> I. . . have an idea!
THEN I EXPLAIN THE DISTANT PLANET, ACTUALLY many Kingdom worlds I had journeyed to before where civilizations were in existence who were ready to serve God. We could recruit from there. Then there was the family of Enoch.
<Michael> The sky is not the limit. You guys are already doing so much with limited resources. Let my angel guard serve you, but remember there are many more. I am the Captain of the Lord’s Hosts. There are many more hosts that are led by kings and queens throughout the whole Kingdom. The Lord is over all, but he doesn’t micromanage everyone. Go and befriend more and bring them into this battle and you’ll have more warriors than you’ll know what to do with! Pray for teachers and trainers as well, you’re going to need those.
<me> Sounds like a plan.
I show them the starchart and which planets I am already familiar with. It isn’t weird at all doing this, as there are so many more planets… Teradorn and several in the Phoenix galaxy. Other constellations in our galaxy have some, but this place is a little too close to home.
<Commander> I’ll give you a hint: Orion. Pleadies.
<me> Aren’t those mostly governed by fallen beings?
<Commander> Only one way to find out!
<Michael> If you like I can send some of my guard ahead of you to confirm. There are many stars out there, and although the time you spend in the Heavens is almost as if you never left the Earth, still let’s not waste your time!
I COULD TELL COMMANDER WAS BORED of just figuring out all this strategy and which place we needed to go, etc. He was ready to fight non-stop! So anyway we went to Orion first, just behind Michael’s front guard.
CALLING FRIENDS FOR THE JOURNEY
The gateway to Antarctica’s underground network has been forced open, and the commander and I are now overseeing mass influx of angel troops and supplies. We had just finished a major battle against the forces of darkness that control the majority of the people who rule down there, as it is essentially an outer circle to Hell (in the physical) and there are a great number of disgusting creatures and other things that lurk in the caves. Sending our finest angels ahead, the labyrinth has now been somewhat mapped out on the first level and not just spanning the size of Antarctica but now extending under all the Earth’s oceans and throughout the other continents, an entire sub-Earth system now has to be scoured.
<Commander> Well Blade, we can either go in for another battle or I’ll take Midnight and you your Elyrian and we’ll go for a ride to the Heavens, convince more angels and warriors to join. This is too big for us.
<me> So unlike you to say, brother. Well if I’m honest about this, there could never be enough harvesters for this job. This is more like deep weeding though. Sure let’s go! Lead the way.
WE HOP ON OUR STEEDS and fly up high above the atmosphere, grouping with some of the Heavenly battleships stationed up above. Archangel Michael has been managing the deployment of angels (we call and order, he manages and directs behind the scenes for us.)
<Commander> So where should we go to get more recruits?
I FEEL THEY GET RIGHT DOWN TO BUSINESS, and the spirit between him and Michael are very close, like work partners. I’ve got a lot of learning to do from the way the Commander does business! Michael looks at me and nods.
<me> I. . . have an idea!
THEN I EXPLAIN THE DISTANT PLANET, ACTUALLY many Kingdom worlds I had journeyed to before where civilizations were in existence who were ready to serve God. We could recruit from there. Then there was the family of Enoch.
<Michael> The sky is not the limit. You guys are already doing so much with limited resources. Let my angel guard serve you, but remember there are many more. I am the Captain of the Lord’s Hosts. There are many more hosts that are led by kings and queens throughout the whole Kingdom. The Lord is over all, but he doesn’t micromanage everyone. Go and befriend more and bring them into this battle and you’ll have more warriors than you’ll know what to do with! Pray for teachers and trainers as well, you’re going to need those.
<me> Sounds like a plan.
I show them the starchart and which planets I am already familiar with. It isn’t weird at all doing this, as there are so many more planets… Teradorn and several in the Phoenix galaxy. Other constellations in our galaxy have some, but this place is a little too close to home.
<Commander> I’ll give you a hint: Orion. Pleadies.
<me> Aren’t those mostly governed by fallen beings?
<Commander> Only one way to find out!
<Michael> If you like I can send some of my guard ahead of you to confirm. There are many stars out there, and although the time you spend in the Heavens is almost as if you never left the Earth, still let’s not waste your time!
I COULD TELL COMMANDER WAS BORED of just figuring out all this strategy and which place we needed to go, etc. He was ready to fight non-stop! So anyway we went to Orion first, just behind Michael’s front guard.