Seven: Chapters 74-77 :: By Alice Childs

CHAPTER 74 

Journal Entry: Monday, July 3, 2023

“And I saw one of his heads as it were wounded to death; and his deadly wound was healed: and all the world wondered after the beast. And they worshipped the dragon which gave power unto the beast: and they worshipped the beast, saying, Who is like unto the beast? who is able to make war with him? And there was given unto him a mouth speaking great things and blasphemies; and power was given unto him to continue forty and two months. And he opened his mouth in blasphemy against God, to blaspheme his name, and his tabernacle, and them that dwell in heaven” (Revelation 13:3-6, KJV).

I said in my last entry that things were going to accelerate; and, oh man, has that happened! Let me jump right in.

After the resurrection and rapture of the two witnesses and the aftermath of the great earthquake in Jerusalem, it seemed that the turmoil that had been brewing just beneath the surface in Israel finally boiled over. While the vast majority of people are fully behind Draken, there is, however, a growing faction which includes many of the religious Jews and priests who are beginning to have grave doubts about him. Today, that seething discord erupted into violence in Jerusalem between the EP forces and some in the Israeli government, along with others who are becoming more and more alarmed over Draken’s rising ‘god-hood’ rhetoric. Many Jews are highly concerned that he, Draken, is committing blasphemy with his continued ‘Cosmic Overlord’ garbage and the whole Order of the Phoenix cult. Of course, he is blasphemous, and that blasphemy is going to increase, as we know from scripture.

Anyway, as I said, today the situation came to a head in Jerusalem. Draken had called in the EP forces to restore order in Jerusalem because there was a lot of turmoil and civil unrest within the city, and not only from the Jews.

Draken was addressing the crowd from the portico of the Temple, trying to quell the growing restlessness. The majority are solidly in Draken’s corner, and it seemed as if he might be making some headway in quieting the unrest. As he was speaking from an unseen location, sniper fire erupted; and before the sound of the rifle report could be heard, the right side of Draken’s face bloomed red as he was hit above the right eye from the shot of a rifle. He fell immediately.

Within minutes, Draken was rushed to Hadassah Medical Center in Jerusalem. After hours of surgery, Hadassah’s top neurosurgeon, Doctor Avi Liebowitz, gave a statement.

“At 1:37 PM today, Global leader Lucius Draken, President of the conglomerate kingdoms of Euro-Phoenicia, was struck by a bullet fired from an assassin’s rifle. He was brought to Hadassah Medical Center where I, along with our top neurosurgical trauma team, worked tirelessly but unsuccessfully to resuscitate him. The bullet struck President Draken in the right frontal bone just above the supraorbital process of the right eye.” Dr Liebowitz pointed to an area just above the right eye to demonstrate the location of the injury. “Upon impact,” the doctor resumed, “the bullet fragmented, sending bullet and bone fragments into his skull that transversed the cranial vault, causing catastrophic trauma to the brain. Despite extensive and exhaustive attempts at resuscitation by the entire neurosurgical trauma staff, all efforts to revive him were futile. Lucius Apollo Draken was pronounced dead at 4:28 PM. President Draken’s injuries were such that he was deceased upon arrival,” said Dr Liebowitz.

The world literally went nuts.

Within hours of the hospital’s confirmation of Draken’s death, Jakaabah Gulden called a press conference on the portico of the Temple where Draken had been shot. Of course, we who know the prophetic scriptures already knew what was coming, but the ‘earth dwellers,’ Jesus’ term for the reprobate lost, have no idea. Sadly, neither do many true believers know what is prophesied because they do not have access to the scriptures; tragically, that’s the case for the majority of them. Being found in possession of a Bible in any form is an automatic death sentence, so a great many new believers do not know what scripture tells us is coming. But for the very few of us who have been blessed to have a Bible and to have had such men as Will Farrell and Uri Benjamin to teach us, we already knew this was coming and what’s going to happen next.

Gulden called for a press conference to be given on the Temple in the very spot where Draken was killed. This is what he said:

“Fellow brethren of the New Dawn and Order of the Phoenix, it is with great sorrow that I must confirm to you the death by assassination of our beloved leader Lucius Apollo Draken. Although we have apprehended and already dealt with the perpetrator of this cowardly act, our hearts still grieve the death of our beloved leader. Yet, even in the midst of this tragedy, I have come here to give you hope: do not grieve, for all is not as it seems!

“Tonight, President Draken’s body will be placed in the rotunda of the Temple of the World in Neo-Babylon where it will lie in state until tomorrow evening. Now here is what I want to impress upon all the world: this is not the end! It is in actuality a beginning! What appears to be defeat is in reality a necessary prelude to the true ascendency of the Order of the Phoenix! Upon a prior order given by Lucius Draken himself, he already knew that this would happen; therefore, he had already left explicit instructions for how to deal with this event when it should happen.

“I reiterate, President Draken knew this event was coming, and that it was necessary that the death of his physical body should occur. By order of President Draken, every eye is to be upon his body that will be lying in state in the Temple of the World rotunda tomorrow evening at 6:00 PM Babylon time. What the world will witness tomorrow will be nothing less than the apotheosis of Lucius Draken!”

With this bit of news that stunned the world, and with no further comment except to direct everyone the world over to watch the lying in state of Draken’s body tomorrow evening in the rotunda of the Temple of the World, Gulden left the Temple in Jerusalem, saying he had to return to Babylon to see to the preparations of the Temple of the World and to prepare himself for the coming ceremony. The actual word he used was ceremony, not service.

Journal, I have to admit that I had to look up the word ‘apotheosis,’ since I wasn’t familiar with it. Now I know what it means. According to the dictionary, the word apotheosis means ‘the act of making someone into a god, or the act of a human being attaining godhood.’ Well, whaddya know. He’ll be changed alright, but he won’t be resurrected as any ‘god.’ Tomorrow evening when the One true God grants Gulden the ability to use Satanic powers to resurrect Draken in the eyes of the world, it won’t be merely Lucius Draken that will arise from that funeral bier; it will be Draken fully indwelt and possessed by Satan himself.

See, according to the scriptures, Satan has now been cast out of the heavenlies. Both he and his fallen angels are now earthbound and are exceedingly wrathful because he knows his time is short. Once Draken arises tomorrow evening, the persecution of the Jews and of all believers will begin in earnest. God help us all.

“Again there was a day when the sons of God came to present themselves before the Lord, and Satan came also among them to present himself before the Lord. And the Lord said unto Satan, From whence comest thou? And Satan answered the Lord, and said, From going to and fro in the earth, and from walking up and down in it” (Job 2:1-2, KJV).

“And there was war in heaven: Michael and his angels fought against the dragon; and the dragon fought and his angels, And prevailed not; neither was their place found any more in heaven. And the great dragon was cast out, that old serpent, called the Devil, and Satan, which deceiveth the whole world: he was cast out into the earth, and his angels were cast out with him. And I heard a loud voice saying in heaven, Now is come salvation, and strength, and the kingdom of our God, and the power of his Christ: for the accuser of our brethren is cast down, which accused them before our God day and night” (Revelation 12:7-10, KJV).

CHAPTER 75 

Journal Entry: Tuesday, July 4, 2023 – 6:00PM Babylon Time; 10:00AM Eastern Time

“The beast that thou sawest was, and is not; and shall ascend out of the bottomless pit, and go into perdition: and they that dwell on the earth shall wonder, whose names were not written in the book of life from the foundation of the world, when they behold the beast that was, and is not, and yet is” (Revelation 17:8, KJV).

We’ve been glued to the laptop ever since the two witnesses were killed. We haven’t watched this much news in years. Of course, Trail is very careful about checking our deep web access. Will, Mitch, and Uri all did a masterful job at protecting our location through changing the VPN and using TOR and whatever else they did to shield our identities and our location. As I said, I’m clueless about all that, but God truly blessed those men and now Trail with the knowledge to keep us safe while still being able to stay informed of what’s going on in the world. Regardless, we try not to stay online any longer than is absolutely necessary.

I’ve got to admit, we are anxious to see what happens when Draken is satanically resurrected. After that, we may do what Uri advised us to do; remove the internal hard drive and destroy it then throw everything into the river. If we do that, we won’t be able to know what’s going on firsthand, but we won’t be as at risk of being tracked either. Once we do that, if we decide to do it, we really will be off the grid for good. However, we do have the scriptures which tell us all we really need to know.

As I said before, we gathered around the table to watch Gulden ‘resurrect’ Draken. We have no doubt that it really will be a resurrection, but what we also know is that only Almighty God can have granted Satan this power and only then because, in this instance and at this time, it suits His omniscient plans.

Before we booted up the computer, though, we paused and prayed for the Jewish Remnant who will soon be on the run into the ancient rock city of Petra in the area of Bozrah, Jordan.

In Matthew 24, Jesus warned the Jews who would be living during this time that once the Antichrist committed the ‘abomination that causes desolation’ that this would be their signal to flee into the mountains right then. They are not to even stop to pack clothes. This act will be the point at which the Great Tribulation begins. From that point on, there will be a slaughter of the Jews and believing Gentiles such as has never occurred before nor ever will again.

We know from the scriptures in Zechariah 13:8-9 that God will protect and bring through these last three and one-half years, one-third of believing Jews. We also know that there will be some Gentiles from every nation who will physically survive these last three and one-half years, but those who do manage to survive will be very few. The likelihood that the three of us will survive till the end is very slim. Every time we pray now, our most earnest prayer is that God will strengthen us and enable us to be faithful unto death even as Mitch, Little-John, Clyde, Lilly, and Byllie were; like Uri’s Ecuadorian friend Nenquihui was; just like millions of our already martyred brethren have been and soon will be.

We have no illusions. We cannot afford to have any. We simply pray that His strength will be made perfect in our weakness if or when our time to stand for Christ comes.

At 6:00 PM, the throng of mourners were moved back behind a roped barrier, clearing a space between the crowd that filled the rotunda, and the body of Lucius Draken in the center. His body had lain in view all day from the time it had been wheeled into the rotunda at 6:00 AM that morning. The truly bizarre thing was that his body was not in a coffin or casket. This had caused a stir among those in attendance.

Draken’s body was immaculately dressed in a dark gray three-piece suit, white shirt, and a deep purple tie that had in its center the emblem of a red dragon. Upon his feet were a pair of black lace-up shoes polished to a shine so deep that they appeared to be multidimensional. The wound above his right eye was swathed in surgical dressings that covered much of the right half of his face, but his misshapen features caused by swelling, bruising, and the artifacts of surgical trauma were clearly evident even though the wound itself was covered. He certainly appeared dead, and I had absolutely no doubt that he was dead. I absolutely believe Dr Liebowitz was telling the truth regarding the extent of the damage to Draken’s brain, and I believe him when he said that Draken had been dead upon arrival at Hadassah Medical. Still, to see him laid out on a type of funeral bier sans coffin was weird in the extreme.

Draken’s body had lain on display all day with a seemingly unending flow of mourners trekking past from the moment the doors to the Temple rotunda opened. EP guards had been stationed at either side and behind the body, making sure no one got closer than 5 feet or touched the body in any way.

At 6:00 PM on the dot, Jakaabah Gulden entered the rotunda from some hidden room or alcove behind the Pergamon Altar. He was dressed in a flowing black robe that had a cowl that covered his head and face. He looked like some kind of Medieval monk, or that movie character the evil emperor from the original Star Wars trilogy. He stood behind Draken’s body, facing the cameras. From a small table that one of the EP soldiers had discreetly and inconspicuously set to Gulden’s left side, he, Gulden, lifted a large silver chalice to his lips and drank. What he drank I don’t know, and I don’t want to know. Then he took a long, ornate, silver ceremonial sword and in the air above Draken’s body, drew the form of what appeared to be a pentagram. I knew that what we were witnessing was a Satanic ritual, the ceremony Gulden had alluded to last night. He placed the chalice and sword on the little side table that had been discreetly set to one side, and a soldier quietly and unobtrusively carried it away into some other hidden room. Gulden then lifted up his hands and, passing them in the air over Draken’s lifeless body, began a low, gutteral chant; what can only be called an incantation. As his voice rose, he cried,

“Apollyon, Angel of the Abyss, send forth the spirit of the man Lucius Apollo Draken. Let his spirit rise and ascend back into the land of the living. Let his spirit with that of Apollyon rise to inhabit and reanimate this body!”

The atmosphere in the rotunda seemed to darken but we could still see clearly what was going on. Every camera was focused in tight on Draken’s dead face. For a moment nothing happened; then, suddenly, Draken’s unbandaged left eye opened. Then he sat up and removed the bandages from his face. His face was unblemished except for a scar above his right eye. Other than that, he looked to be in perfect health. There was no swelling, discoloration, or trauma visible except for a slight jagged scar visible from his hairline to just above his right eye.

As he sat up on the bier, or bed, or whatever it was, for a good two minutes, we could clearly see that both of his eyes were a complete and uniform black. There was no white at all in the sclera of either eye, neither were his pupils his usual dark brown color. They were a solid, bottomless black. I don’t know why the thought popped in my head, but stupidly all I could think of was that his eyes looked as polished and deep as his shoes. Dumb thought, huh Journal.

The sight of those fathoms-deep eyes sent chills up our spines because there was nothing but sheer, unadulterated evil looking out from within those onyx-black orbs. It was more than just the complete blackness of his eyes. We had seen people before who were stupid and deceived enough to get their eyeballs tattooed black, but this was nothing like that. No, what we saw and felt was a powerful, supernatural presence behind those eyes; an ancient and incredibly powerful entity; a presence of evil so dark and sinister that even across the internet we could feel the spiritual malignancy of an eons ancient force of indescribable evil looking outward toward the world from within Draken’s now reanimated physical body. Even in our home far away from Babylon, watching this supernatural event unfold via the dark web, we knew that what looked out at the world from Draken’s eyes was nothing other than Satan himself now in corporeal form indwelling the physical body of Lucius Apollo Draken.

After about two minutes, Draken’s eyes cleared and returned to their natural color. He swung his legs over the side of the elaborate bier and stood in front of the crowd assembled there. Another soldier rolled the now vacant funeral bier away into yet another side room. Gulden bowed low before Draken in obeisance, then moved to Draken’s left and stood behind him. The resurrected Draken faced the cameras and said in a loud and clear voice:

“Servants of the Phoenix, welcome to the eve of year ONE. Tomorrow I will speak to the world from the Temple in Jerusalem where three and one-half years ago our journey into a new era began. Tomorrow, I will reveal to you the ultimate truth; the ultimate riddle of the Phoenix! Tomorrow I will lay bare the meaning of the Order of the Phoenix and the identity of the Phoenix, for it is not merely a symbol or a metaphor for a new world order. The Phoenix is reality.

Today, in your midst, I have been resurrected from the dead. Today, I have risen from the abyss and returned into your midst in the dimension of the living. Today is the last day of the old order. Tomorrow, our great spiritual leap begins in earnest!

The two Jews who were the last vestiges of the old god and the old order have been defeated. Tomorrow, everything you have ever known will change! Tomorrow is a new beginning. Tomorrow begins YEAR ONE of the New Order. Tomorrow begins the glorious reign of the Phoenix!”

There was a slight commotion as someone in the front row of the crowd fainted. It was Dr. Avi Liebowitz. Draken gave an enigmatic smile and called for the doctor to be escorted outside to be checked out by a medic. Draken then looked over the crowd, turned, and walked to the center of the rotunda, where he sat down upon the papal throne that was placed in front of the Altar of Zeus – the Temple Altar that once stood in the ancient city of Pergamum in Asia Minor during the first century AD.

Satan now walks the earth in the form of a man.

Abba Lord, be with us all now and to the end. 

CHAPTER 76 

Journal Entry: Wednesday, July 5, 2023 – 8:00 AM Israeli Time; 1:00 AM Eastern Time

“And he shall confirm the covenant with many for one week: and in the midst of the week he shall cause the sacrifice and the oblation to cease, and for the overspreading of abominations he shall make it desolate, even until the consummation, and that determined shall be poured upon the desolate” (Daniel 9:27, KJV).

“When ye therefore shall see the abomination of desolation, spoken of by Daniel the prophet, stand in the holy place, (whoso readeth, let him understand:) Then let them which be in Judaea flee into the mountains: Let him which is on the housetop not come down to take any thing out of his house:   Neither let him which is in the field return back to take his clothes. And woe unto them that are with child, and to them that give suck in those days! But pray ye that your flight be not in the winter, neither on the sabbath day: For then shall be great tribulation, such as was not since the beginning of the world to this time, no, nor ever shall be. And except those days should be shortened, there should no flesh be saved: but for the elect’s sake those days shall be shortened” (Matthew 24:15-22, KJV).

“Therefore rejoice, ye heavens, and ye that dwell in them. Woe to the inhabiters of the earth and of the sea! for the devil is come down unto you, having great wrath, because he knoweth that he hath but a short time. And when the dragon saw that he was cast unto the earth, he persecuted the woman which brought forth the man child. And to the woman were given two wings of a great eagle, that she might fly into the wilderness, into her place, where she is nourished for a time, and times, and half a time, from the face of the serpent. And the serpent cast out of his mouth water as a flood after the woman, that he might cause her to be carried away of the flood. And the earth helped the woman, and the earth opened her mouth, and swallowed up the flood which the dragon cast out of his mouth. And the dragon was wroth with the woman, and went to make war with the remnant of her seed, which keep the commandments of God, and have the testimony of Jesus Christ” (Revelation 12:12-17, KJV).

We made sure we got up early so we could catch Draken on the laptop. All of us have been praying even more fervently for weeks, knowing what the Jews are about to face. We wonder where Uri is and how he is faring. Our hearts are burdened for the Remnant of Jewish believers in Israel who will be fleeing today into the hills to avoid the wrath of Satan who is now indwelling Lucius Draken. We are also praying for those who still refuse to turn to their true Messiah; those unbelieving Jews left in Jerusalem who will suffer untold horrors once Draken’s true nature and identity is revealed today. Finally, we pray for all believers everywhere. The slaughter that has already been underway since Draken first appeared is only a drop in the ocean compared to the full-scale attempt at total annihilation of all believers worldwide that is about to be unleashed during these last three and one-half years.

Sarah made us some hot tea to drink as we huddle around the lap top, waiting to watch a 2,500-plus- year-old prophecy that is about to be fulfilled and witnessed in the sight of people all across the earth.

Sure enough, at 8:00 AM on the dot, a seemingly reinvigorated Draken climbed the portico of the Temple in Jerusalem. He took his place in the exact same spot on which he was standing when he was shot two days ago. A huge crowd that filled the entire area of the Temple complex was gathered around, with multitudes of camera feeds set up among them and with some of those giant screens set all around Jerusalem so that those who could not be among the crowd at the Temple could watch what was going on. The EP media was everywhere as were EP global forces who were out in a great number to protect Draken.

Also among the crowd were many Jewish rabbis, Levites, and members of the Sanhedrin, as well as, I was sure, members of the IDF and the Israeli government. You could see the unease of the Israeli people, particularly the Temple priests and members of the Sanhedrin. The Jews were extremely nervous about what this big announcement could be, and many of them already seemed to expect what was coming. The religious scholars for sure should have known and likely did because of the prophecy of Daniel and their own history.

As the eyes of the world fixed upon Draken, the Antichrist began to speak.

“Citizens of the world, today is Day One of Year One in the new Era of the Order of the Phoenix. As I told you last night, everything that was a part of the old order under the old beliefs and paradigms is now finished. Today, we begin anew in a new world, under a new regime, in an entirely new era. The past three and one half years have been setting the stage for this moment right now. Everything that Euro-Phoenicia and I have done up to this point has been in preparation for this very moment.

From now forward, this is Year One of the new era, and today is the first day of that new era.

From henceforth, all calendars will be changed. No longer will we date anything by the old calendars of the old order. From this day forward, all former holidays whether national or international, secular or religious in nature are now abolished. We are making the leap into a new universal era, and there is no room and no need for any vestiges of the old order to remain!

Today, it is time for me to share with you all the one last and final truth that has been hidden. The full truth could not be revealed until this day; until the way had been prepared and until a large enough number of earth’s inhabitants had been made ready to receive it. Today, I reveal to you the meaning of the Order of the Phoenix and the true identity of the Phoenix. All of this has been occluded until today.

Citizens of the world, the mystery of the Phoenix is this: the Phoenix is not what it appears. Today, the two heads of the Phoenix will merge into one. There is no more east or west; no north or south – all is now one! It is now time to reveal to the world the identity of the Phoenix. In reality, the Phoenix is more than a mythical bird that symbolizes rebirth of the new arising from the ashes of the old. Fellows of the Order, the Phoenix is in reality a masquerade that has been the hidden symbol of the true Overlord of the Universe; the true god of this world. Citizens of the world, the Phoenix is in reality nothing less than the Great Dragon himself! Henceforth, from this first day of Year One of the Order of the Dragon, the image upon all flags, insignia, and all other identifiers will be changed from the Phoenix to that of the Great Dragon. The global flag will be changed from what it is currently to a field of purple with the only image being that of the Great Red Dragon. I order each country within all kingdoms to make it so at once.

However, global citizens, the changes go much deeper and are far more profound than the mere changing of a flag or the unveiling of a hidden symbol. What you will witness today is the very incarnation of the Great Illuminated Overlord of the Universe into the body of a man! Today, I stand in front of you as that incarnation! Today, I am no longer a mere man who was becoming a god. Today, I stand before you as god. It is none other than the Overlord himself who stands before you! What you see before you is the apotheosis of Lucius Draken into godhood! I am the very embodiment of the Great Dragon! I appear before you now in my own name: I am LUCIFER – Son of the Morning! I am the anointed cherub who was dethroned by Elohim because He was jealous of the beauty and wisdom I bear within me! I am the Light Bearer; the Illuminator of knowledge and hidden things! I am the god of this world, and I inhabit this man!

Three and one half years ago, I allowed this Temple in Jerusalem to be built, but only because doing so served my purposes. From henceforth there will be no worship of any other god or deity other than me! I alone will be worshipped in every home, in every country, and in every temple – including this one, for I alone am god!”

With this last statement, Draken whirled around and threw open the doors to the Temple. He strode inside, a preselected camera crew following his every step. He strode past the inner areas of the Temple until he reached the inner sanctum of the Temple – the Holy of Holies, the most holy site of all into which no man except the high priest is allowed to enter, and he only once a year. There he threw aside the heavy veil that separated the Holy of Holies. In he strode and stood behind the altar. He spoke again:

“I allowed this Temple to be built for this very reason; this Temple and the Jews,” – here he spat the word Jews with utmost contempt and revulsion – “the Jews as well as the christians have been the ones to always venerate and pay homage to Elohim! They have served their purpose, and now all who follow Yahweh and/or Yeshua must die, starting with the Jews!

I am the god of War and Fortresses! There can be no peace without war. Those who refuse to become part of the Dragon’s Order are not fit to inherit the New Age! Before there can be peace, there must be war! Before there can be love, there must be hate! The entrenched roots of fear, hatred, and the intractability of the old order must all be ripped out of our world! War means peace. Hatred is love. Murder is kindness! These were the lessons I first taught you. Now it is time to complete what was begun so that the New Order can finally defeat the Old!

Beginning this new day, our attitudes must change. Our words must change. Our ideas must change. Our tolerant benevolence must change. Our allegiances must change. We ourselves must change! There can be no vestiges of the old order that can be allowed to remain!

This day under my order, all Jews are to be slaughtered where they stand! Let the streets of Jerusalem and all of Israel flow red with their blood!

The reign of Elohim is finished! Today the reign of Lucifer the Dragon begins!”

From out of the crowd, Jakaabah Gulden appeared with a piglet sow, and laying it on the altar, Draken slaughtered the pig just as centuries ago the Syrian Antiochus Epiphanes had done in the former Temple. Climaxing Draken’s desecration of the Holy of Holies, there came into that inner sanctum a figure that was the exact duplicate of Lucius Draken. Without speaking, Draken’s double, his image, took Draken’s place behind the altar heedless of the blood left by the sacrificed pig. The sacrifice of a pig on the holy altar had once been the ‘abomination of desolation’ that Epiphanies committed. His act having been a foreshadowing of the final act of desecration that was being perpetrated today. Draken continued,

“As I have slaughtered this swine here in the most holy place for Elohim in the Temple, I command that you slaughter the swine of Israel and its piglets – the christian believers who have come out of Judaism! Do this, for I am Lucifer! I am GOD! Worship me!!!”

Pandemonium exploded. The Jewish religious leaders of the Sanhedrin tore their clothes. Jews in the crowd tried to get away or hide; the crowd became a seething cauldron, and the echoes of gunfire were everywhere.

Prophet Jakaabah Gulden, accompanied by the real Lucius Draken, reemerged from the Temple, leaving the image of Draken behind in the Holy of Holies inside the Temple. They stood where they had before. Gulden raised his hands into the air and called down fire from the sky, which devoured the Jewish Sanhedrin members. Those of the IDF as well as Jewish citizens – all Jews who were in the crowd were struck down so quickly that they were not able to defend themselves.

The entire Temple area became a bloodbath.

CHAPTER 77 

Journal Entry: Thursday, August 3, 2023

“When ye therefore shall see the abomination of desolation, spoken of by Daniel the prophet, stand in the holy place, (whoso readeth, let him understand:) Then let them which be in Judaea flee into the mountains: Let him which is on the housetop not come down to take any thing out of his house:   Neither let him which is in the field return back to take his clothes… For then shall be great tribulation, such as was not since the beginning of the world to this time, no, nor ever shall be. And except those days should be shortened, there should no flesh be saved: but for the elect’s sake those days shall be shortened” (Matthew 24:15-18, 21-22 KJV).

“Behold, I will make Jerusalem a cup of trembling unto all the people round about, when they shall be in the siege both against Judah and against Jerusalem. And in that day will I make Jerusalem a burdensome stone for all people: all that burden themselves with it shall be cut in pieces, though all the people of the earth be gathered together against it” (Zechariah 12:2-3 KJV).

“And there was given unto him a mouth speaking great things and blasphemies; and power was given unto him to continue forty and two months. And he opened his mouth in blasphemy against God, to blaspheme his name, and his tabernacle, and them that dwell in heaven. And it was given unto him to make war with the saints, and to overcome them: and power was given him over all kindreds, and tongues, and nations. And all that dwell upon the earth shall worship him, whose names are not written in the book of life of the Lamb slain from the foundation of the world” (Revelation 13:5-8, KJV).

Over the next few weeks, the city of Jerusalem – in fact, all of Israel – became a killing field. The atrocities committed by Draken and the EP forces were so horrific, we could hardly bear watching.

During these past four weeks, we watched as an untold number of Jews did indeed heed the warnings of both Daniel and Jesus in scripture and flee into the mountains in and around Bozrah/Petra in Jordan where God had prepared for them a place of refuge. The IAF ferried many in their flight from Draken’s forces, but many others fled on foot.

“I will surely assemble, O Jacob, all of thee; I will surely gather the remnant of Israel; I will put them together as the sheep of Bozrah, as the flock in the midst of their fold: they shall make great noise by reason of the multitude of men” (Micah 2:12, KJV).

Draken was livid with his heretofore concealed hatred of the Jews. All pretense of ‘global unity’ was gone. What we were witnessing was the blatant, unadulterated ancient hatred of Satan, his fallen angels, and all the demonic forces loosed from the abyss against Israel; the ‘woman’ who gave birth to the Man-child (Jesus Christ incarnate). This eons old hatred of the race through whom God sent Jesus Christ – our Emmanuel – had finally erupted. This was to be Satan’s last shot at total annihilation of the Jews; because, through their lineage, Jesus came. Jesus’ death, burial, and bodily resurrection had caused Satan’s utter ruin and defeat. He knows he’s already a defeated foe, but being the supreme narcissist and pride-filled, hatred-filled being that he is, he is insane with hatred and rebellion.

“And when the dragon saw that he was cast unto the earth, he persecuted the woman which brought forth the man child.  And to the woman were given two wings of a great eagle, that she might fly into the wilderness, into her place, where she is nourished for a time, and times, and half a time, from the face of the serpent.  And the serpent cast out of his mouth water as a flood after the woman, that he might cause her to be carried away of the flood.  And the earth helped the woman, and the earth opened her mouth, and swallowed up the flood which the dragon cast out of his mouth. And the dragon was wroth with the woman, and went to make war with the remnant of her seed, which keep the commandments of God, and have the testimony of Jesus Christ” (Revelation 12:13-17, KJV).

As the Remnant of Jews fled, Draken’s EP forces followed them en masse. It certainly appeared that the Remnant of Israel would be overtaken or brought down quickly and without trouble, but we who know the prophetic scriptures already knew that the ‘flood’ of the EP armies was going to be ‘swallowed up by the earth’ and would never reach them. This is what God through the scriptures has declared.

In the midst of the wide-open region of the Negev Desert, just before crossing into the mountainous regions of Jordan on their way to Bozrah, Draken’s forces were closing in on the fleeing Israelis like a flood when, without warning, an enormous earthquake struck. Between the fleeing Jews and the onrushing EP forces, the earth opened up in a great chasm and quite literally swallowed Draken’s forces up. Then the earth spasmed again; and the entire 20-mile crater that had just opened slammed shut, killing the EP forces, thus giving Israel sure and safe passage into Jordan just as if she were being carried into safety by the swiftness of the wings of an eagle. Indeed, as scripture states, Israel’s God is her protective ‘eagle.’

“And Moses went up unto God, and the Lord called unto him out of the mountain, saying, Thus shalt thou say to the house of Jacob, and tell the children of Israel;  Ye have seen what I did unto the Egyptians, and how I bare you on eagles’ wings, and brought you unto myself” (Exodus 19:3-4, KJV).

That wasn’t all that went on the day Draken defiled the Temple. That same day after Draken had slaughtered a pig on the altar just as the ancient Syrian Antiochus Epiphanes had done centuries ago, Gulden installed within the very Holy of Holies what I can only describe as some kind of moving, speaking automaton. This image of Draken was his doppelganger right down to the recent scar over his right eye. This thing, whatever it is, can move, speak, think, converse, and interact exactly as Draken himself can, but it was shown to us that it is not a flesh and blood human, but rather a highly advanced form of Artificial Intelligence – a quantum computer that is the absolute double of Draken in every way. It is an android that looks, walks, talks, and can apparently think and behave as a man, but that is not in the least human.

It’s my own opinion, Journal, that this thing, though obviously possessing some kind of life, is nonetheless utterly soulless and is therefore inhabited by and under the complete control of a very powerful demonic entity. I don’t know if that’s the correct understanding of what this thing is or not, because this kind of technology is so far out of my understanding that I can’t even begin to speculate how this image of Draken operates. I wish I could be a fly on the wall and listen to Mitch, Will, and Uri discuss what this thing is and how it animates. How I miss their brilliant minds and insights at times like this.

From within the Temple Holy of Holies after this image of Draken was installed, Gulden returned and spoke, holding a conversation with this A. I. image of the beast Draken. After the furor outside died down, Gulden returned into the Temple and spoke.

“Today on Day One of Year One of the Era of the Dragon, we are proud to announce that the Global Mark of the Phoenix which will henceforth be called the Mark of the Dragon, is fully operational. From this day forward, every person on earth will be required to carry the Mark of the Dragon inside his right hand or in the middle of the forehead. Without the Dragon’s mark, no one will be allowed to buy or sell, rent or own, purchase or receive goods, food, medicine, medical help, housing or any other commodity or service.

All who accept this mark must do so willingly – of your own free will – for in accepting the mark, you will be pledging your eternal fealty to and worship of Lucius Draken and to the Great Dragon Lucifer, Overlord of the Universe.

Do not be afraid, my fellow citizens of the New Dawn; receiving this mark is what will initiate you into your own path into godhood. All who take it will immediately begin the change, becoming a being that will be something more than human.

This new evolutionary leap will change your very DNA, making you greater than merely human! Over time, it will change your molecular structure, bringing you fully into your own godhood. When the whole earth will at last have been fully initiated into the New Era, then we will have reached the place where we can live and serve in peace and harmony under the benevolent guidance of the Light Bearer, Lucifer, who resides within Lucius Draken, our leader, who has already reached this lofty pinnacle!

Now, I wish to let Draken’s image tell you what the mark entails.

“It is my joy to introduce to the world, Lord Draken’s Artificially Intelligent counterpart whom we call ‘Singularity.’

The identical robotic image of Draken rose and spoke in a voice also identical to Draken’s. It said,

“People of the world, as I am, you one day will be. When that day comes, your enhanced human consciousnesses will be able to be transferred, downloaded as it were, into a body of the kind mine is. The essential you that will have been enhanced by the mark, can then be housed in a superior body that, like I, can move, stand, walk, sit, speak, run, and think – in fact you will be able to do everything you can do now, but in a perfected and enhanced body that will never age; can never be marred by disease or hobbled by disabilities; a body that can never become ill, nor can it ever die. All this and more you will become if you choose the mark.

Within this mark will be stored all of your personal data: health, medical, financial, along with all other necessary information. Within each individual mark will be an encryption of the numerical value of Lucius Apollo Draken’s name. This number will signify that you belong to the Order of the Dragon. This chip, a biological quantum nanoprocessor of sorts, also contains a perfected bio virus that will begin to modify your DNA, changing and enhancing you far beyond what humanity is now.

The identifying numerical value of Lord Draken’s name will be part of every mark.

This number has been vilified for far too long by the old christian god and those who stubbornly follow him. The old god has hated the illumined god Lucifer. He has maligned him at every turn for ages. This number that is the numerical equivalent of Lord Draken’s name has been known for millennia, but the old god decried it as being evil; something to be shunned. This encoded number is not evil. It is the number of man, reaching toward his own godhood. We embrace this number with pride and defiance. The number of Lucius Apollo Draken is 6 6 6,” replied the Draken-imaged Artificial Intelligence called Singularity.

Once again, Gulden spoke.

“As Singularity has said, all of this will come about as a result of the mark. Embracing this mark will bring into being a world filled with peace and harmony; no war, no discord, and no religion except the worship of the Overlord Lucifer in the person of Lucius Draken, who will be assisted by myself and Singularity.

All of this – a new and glorious future will be a reality for all who freely choose to accept the Mark of the Dragon.

Rest assured, we will not force compliance upon anyone. One is perfectly free to refuse the mark. However, be warned; those who refuse to take the mark will by that refusal be saying that they want no part of the New Dawn of the Dragon. There can be no place within our new global utopia for those who will not evolve. Those who refuse the mark will be exterminated. There is no place for them among the new god-men into which the rest of us will be evolving; no place at all. So let it be done!” said Gulden.

“And deceiveth them that dwell on the earth by the means of those miracles which he had power to do in the sight of the beast; saying to them that dwell on the earth, that they should make an image to the beast, which had the wound by a sword, and did live. And he had power to give life unto the image of the beast, that the image of the beast should both speak, and cause that as many as would not worship the image of the beast should be killed. And he causeth all, both small and great, rich and poor, free and bond, to receive a mark in their right hand, or in their foreheads: And that no man might buy or sell, save he that had the mark, or the name of the beast, or the number of his name. Here is wisdom. Let him that hath understanding count the number of the beast: for it is the number of a man; and his number is Six hundred threescore and six” (Revelation 13:14-18, KJV).

TO BE CONTINUED

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Book 2 – Seven: The Last 3 1/2 :: By Alice Childs

PART 4 – MIDPOINT

Chapters 69-73

CHAPTER 69 

Journal Entry: Tuesday, January 17, 2023

It’s been a few months since I’ve written anything, Journal. Honestly, we’ve all been learning to adjust to life without Mitch, Clyde, the girls, Little-John, and Uri. Sarah especially misses Clyde and Lilly. It’s hard adjusting from a full house of ten down to just the four of us. The house feels so empty even though we have reached a level of peace and acceptance. Nevertheless, their absence remains palpable. We do still feel the echoes of their presence all around us, though. Their clothes left here keep us warm and replenish our own tattering wardrobes. Their portions of what food we have left give us added nourishment. Still, it’s hard to look around and not see them. We miss them just as much as ever, but we are no longer laid low by their absence. Nearly four years, or possibly sooner should we be called upon to die, is not that long a time to wait to be with them all again.

Our Izzy’s MIND slips a little more every day that passes. Sarah has taken on the majority of Izzy’s responsibilities, a task she genuinely sees as a labor of love. The truth is, none of us would have survived for as long as we have had it not been for Izzy’s quiet strength and abundant practicality. Izzy spends more and more time rocking by the fire. We’ve also found out that Izzy is much older than we had at first assumed. When we first met her, we just assumed by her strength and her young-looking features that she was in her mid to late fifties. Turns out, she was in her later sixties back then. Her physical stamina coupled with good genetics and a sharp, observant mind fooled us all. None of us ever guessed her true age. We know now that she turned either 70 or 71 in mid-December! Always before, she steadfastly refused to tell us her age or year of her birth. We only figured it out when she mentioned in passing that Eisenhower had just been elected president when she was born.

Izzy still enjoys working, and she is still active; especially during the day, but as the day wears on, she gets confused easily, and night brings her real terror. Her mind gets most confused when dinnertime rolls around and she realizes the others are not here. More and more often, she calls Sarah either Byllie or Lilly, and at times she confuses me with Mitch or Uri, or sometimes with Will or Carter. For long stretches at a time during the day, she seems to completely forget that the others are gone. In her mind, they are just out hunting or fishing or something. In those muddled times, her sadness drops away and she is most like her old self; relaxed, smiling, and happy.

Both Trail and Sarah suspect some form of dementia that likely has been in the early stages for a while. They told me to just go along with whatever she thinks, because to remind her of the truth would be cruel. Reminding her of their deaths would be like her experiencing their loss anew over and over and over. That would be exceedingly cruel and tormenting to her. We don’t mind going along with this gentle fallacy for her sake. It serves to ease her poor mind and heart to think that her ‘children’ are simply out doing chores, and the Lord certainly knows the situation. Still, we all keep a sharper eye on her so that she doesn’t hurt herself or go wandering off. Sarah stays close to her now, so it’s Trail and I who do the hunting, checking traps, and cutting wood.

God blessed us yesterday with fresh meat! I shot a white-tailed buck with Sarah’s bow. It wasn’t nearly as well-fed as it would have been in normal times, but it was still a good bit of meat for us. Izzy, even with her failing memory, is still capable of teaching us how to tan the hides to make coats or shoes or mittens. Trail had set several rabbit traps that I’d built with Uri last year, and glory to God, he’d caught two rabbits! Now we have some meat to cook and cure, and deer and rabbit hides to tan.

This winter has been bitterly cold. There’s a ton of gray snow on the mountain. With only two of us men now, Trail and I work twice as long hunting and fishing, cutting wood, setting traps, and hauling water. We all work hard, but we are deeply aware of how blessed we are to live where we do when many of our brethren are literally starving; living without shelter, trying to survive in cities or large towns or those living in places that have been decimated by disaster or judgment. Even more are dying from 19th century illnesses such as rickets or scurvy, and of course, more and more are being killed by Draken’s minions. Even as tired and hungry as we are, believe me, we know how truly blessed we are to live on Yellow Top Mountain – dirty snow, bitter cold, hunger, and all.

Thank You, Lord. We lift our hearts in thanks and praise, as we lift our suffering brethren to You. Lord, sustain them, strengthen them. Keep them and deliver them all according to Your perfect will.

CHAPTER 70 

Journal Entry: Wednesday, February 15, 2023

We lost our Izzy today. That fine, strong woman who became a mother to us all is now one of the myriad Tribulation Saints dwelling in the presence of God, awaiting the new resurrection bodies they will receive at the end of these last seven years when the Lord Jesus returns to earth to set up His kingdom. Her spirit, now freed, is with Mitch and Clyde; with Little-John, and with her beloved twins, Byllie and Lilly. Our hearts ache with her loss, but we cannot grieve too much for her. In fact, we rejoice for her sake even as our hearts are bruised yet again by a physical loss that bends us double.

Losing Izzy was like losing Grandma all over again, just as losing Clyde and Little-John was like losing Grandpa twice. Here’s what we think happened.

Have you ever seen one of the old lightbulbs, one of the real light bulbs – you know, the ones before we were all forced to have to use those dangerous mercury-filled ones or the LEDs that damage the eyes? Anyway, did you ever see one of those old light bulbs burn out? Just before the light would burn out for good, often the bulb would shine brighter than ever for a short time, then poof! – the filament burned through and the light went out for good. That’s what happened to our Izzy.

For the past week or so, it seemed her mind-fog had lifted and she was more clear, more here than she’d been in a while. She smiled like her old self, and for a few evenings, she shooed Sarah out of the kitchen and fixed some venison stew on the fireplace and fried up some rabbit. She cleaned and cleared away, and taught Sarah some new crochet stitches Sarah had been trying to learn. Her returning to her old self lulled us into thinking that maybe she’d just been grieving and was beginning to come around at last. Her renewed mental clarity put us off our guard when it should have alerted us that things weren’t as they appeared to be. Or most likely, the brief return of the old Izzy was a gift from God to us and to her – to give us our Izzy back for a bit before He took her Home. That’s how we choose to look at it – a last parting gift just like Uri’s vision telling us what happened to the rest of our loved ones was a last parting gift from our loving Savior.

At any rate, as I said, Izzy was almost acting like her old self, clear-headed and happy – no muddled thinking or vacant stares. After Bible study and prayer last night, Izzy hugged us all and told us she loved us. She also said that she remembered what happened to everyone and that she was at peace because she knew she’d see them all again one day. Like I said, she hadn’t been this clear-headed in a long time.

We all went to bed happy and relieved. Around four in the morning, both Sarah and I awoke absolutely freezing. Trail came downstairs too, wondering why it was so cold. The cabin was like ice. We found the fire completely out and the cabin door standing wide open. Not knowing whether someone had broken in, Trail and I grabbed our shotguns while Sarah grabbed the 1911 and ran upstairs to check on Izzy. In less than a minute, she came flying down the stairs saying,

“Izzy’s not in her room! She’s not anywhere upstairs! Oh, Bobby, do you think she got confused and wandered off?”

“She well could have” said Trail. “Sarah, light the lanterns, gather some blankets, and we’ll go look for her, although it won’t get anywhere near light enough for us to see good till noon or later, if it gets any better then. She could be anywhere, but we’ll look. We’ll start with the yard, the shop, the barn, and the garden. Then we’ll head into the woods.” Trail then turned to me. “Bobby, we’re going to need a good fire going. You build a big fire while Sarah and I look in the yard and the barn and shop. We’ll come right back here if we don’t see her, then we’ll go out together.”

“The river!” Sarah gasped, “Y’all don’t think she could have gotten as far as the river, do you?”

“I wouldn’t think so, not in the pitch-black dark, but she does know the surrounding area as well as we do, so she might could have gotten that far,” I said, already stacking kindling and logs to start the fire.

As Sarah and Trail looked around the yard, I could hear them calling Izzy’s name. I got a roaring fire going and was putting on my heavy coat and boots, grabbing flashlights for Trail and me when they came back in the door.

“She’s not anywhere in the yard or garden nor in any of the buildings. She’s not down by the creek either, not that I could tell,” said Trail.

“We need to think,” said Sarah. “If she was confused, she might be thinking she’s supposed to be looking for ramps or wild onions, or she might well head to the river thinking she’s going fishing. She’s not wearing her coat, and her shoes are still in the room. Oh guys, she’s probably in nothing but her gown and slippers!” said Sarah, groaning.

Sarah took a lantern and carried blankets, while Trail and I used high-powered flashlights and carried our guns, just in case. We combed the woods, looking in all the usual spots where Izzy and the girls hunt for wild greens. In the surrounding woods, we shouted her name with no success. Finally, we made our way further in towards the river to our favorite fishing spot. It was there that we found her. She was curled up beneath an oak near the bank of the river. We spotted her by her white nightgown that showed up starkly against the dirty, ashen snow.

Why she was there or what she was thinking, none of us will ever know. Immediately, Trail and Sarah bent to examine her.

“She’s in respiratory arrest,” said Sarah. “I’ll start CPR.”

“Sarah,” said Trail, gently taking both of Sarah’s hands in his, “Sarah, honey, she’s gone.”

“No!” said Sarah, briefly trying to yank her hands from Trail’s big ones. “No! She might not be!”

“Sarah,” said Trail gently, “be the nurse you are. Look at her. She’s cyanotic and stiff. She’s not stiff because she’s cold; she’s stiff because she’s already in rigor.” After a long minute, Sarah replied,

“I know, Trail,” finally stopping her struggles and taking a deep breath. Reaching over, she laid her head on Trail’s shoulder and sighed, “I know she is. I just don’t want to know it. But please, guys; we aren’t going to leave her out here, are we? Can’t we take her home until we can decide what to do? We… we won’t leave her out here, will we?” Sarah pleaded. Though her eyes remained dry, her face was dark and haunted.

“Of course, we’ll take her home, babylove. We can lay her on the couch until we can get her grave dug,” I said, handing Sarah my flashlight and gun, bending to lift Izzy from the frozen, snow-covered ground.

After we got her home, Sarah cleaned her body and dressed Izzy in her finest dress – the one she wore at Sarah’s and my wedding. The question of what to do with her body was the real problem we faced. The ground was frozen through and hard as iron. Neither Trail nor I thought we’d be able to dig a grave. The thought of taking her farther into the woods and leaving her there distressed Sarah so much that we tabled that idea for the time being. Finally, it was Sarah herself who came up with the only solution that seemed possible or fitting.

“Bobby, don’t you have an old canoe somewhere in that plie of junk in the back of the shop?” she asked.

“I think so. Why? What are you thinking – a Viking funeral?” I asked, perplexed.

“Not quite,” replied Sarah. “I wouldn’t want to do the whole fire thing, but I was wondering; couldn’t we put her in the canoe, and then put the canoe into the river and let the current carry her sweet body on to… to wherever?”

Pausing for a minute, Trail said, “That’s actually a good plan. Bobby, you know as well as I do that there’s no way we can dig a grave with the ground as frozen as it is, and the only other option we have is to take her away from the house and into the woods. What do you think?”

“Well, that old canoe might leak. It might have a hole in the bottom. I haven’t even looked at it, much less used it in years. Still… if we wrapped her body and tied her in, then I think it might be the best – the only thing we can do,” I said, pensively.

“In fact,” I continued, warming up to the idea the more I thought about it, “I think that’s a really good idea. I’ll bet Izzy herself would approve if she could tell us. She loved fishing in that old river.”

So that’s what we did. After Trail and I dug it out of the junk piled up in a back corner of the shop, the canoe turned out to be in good shape after all. We carried our Izzy and the canoe back to the river’s edge. There we placed Izzy’s body wrapped in her sheets and quilt. At the river’s edge, we put her into the canoe and lashed her body securely to it. Then Trail and I pushed the canoe into the fast-moving current of the big tributary of the French Broad River that runs through our land. We stood on the bank and watched as the current carried away the canoe, ferrying our Izzy’s body and bore it away down river.

Now, there are only we three left.

CHAPTER 71 

Journal Entry: Wednesday, May 10, 2023

Spring has come around again, Journal. The winter was long and brutal in more ways than just the weather. Sarah, Trail, and I hunkered down and survived as best we could. Losing Izzy and all the others made the dark, cold winter even more grim. Several times over the past, I would catch myself calling to Mitch or thinking of a question I needed to ask the Chief or Clyde. One morning, I heard Sarah call out, “Izzy, where is that…” before her voice broke off and she realized that Izzy is no longer here. Sarah wears Lilly’s or Byllie’s sweaters or pants often now. She said the clothes still smell like the girls, and wearing them makes her feel like they are giving her hugs. I totally understand what she means. I feel Mitch and David close to me when I wear their shirts or jackets, or when I put on one of Clyde’s old coats or his big western cowboy hat. It’s like having a piece of them still here.

Trail really misses playing chess with Mitch and Uri. He often teases me by saying,

“Bobby, there is just no point in me playing chess with you. You have the strategic skills of a turnip. I might as well be playing solitaire. I can beat you blindfolded – every time.”

Since we realize we are only a couple of months out from the midpoint of the Tribulation and the mandatory mark of the beast, which will amp up persecution to an even greater degree than ever before, the three of us have decided to try again to plant a small garden.

We always need food, and leaving the mountain to try to find someone with whom to barter for it is obviously out of the question. So we’ll try again to grow our own. The prospects of anything actually growing seem bleak. Our attempts last year were dismal, which was why we decided on that debacle of a recon trip into Norrisville last year that got half our family killed. Of course, looking at our decision from a more eternal perspective, it’s obvious that the Lord’s hand was in that decision all the way, and that it turned out as it did all according to His perfect will and plan. In a very real sense, all five of them gave their lives to protect us and our whereabouts on Yellow Top from being discovered, which we surely would have been had Clyde not shot the only other person who knew exactly where we could be found. Each one of them laid down their lives for our sakes. We will never forget that. But there are only three of us to feed now, so if we get anything at all, that will be better than nothing; and if nothing is what we get? well then, all we will have lost will be time and energy.

We’ve been considering trying to grow a few rows of corn, some tomatoes, beans, squash and zucchini; maybe some more buckwheat. We are still able to get grouse, wild turkeys, and rabbits; occasionally a deer, and every now and then a wild pig, and, of course, fish. If we hunt carefully, we might can still find poke salad, wild onions, and ramps – just not in as great a quantity as we would have found in normal times. I’m hoping we can find some wild blackberries too. I ate my weight in wild blackberries every summer growing up. There used to be wild blackberry vines all over this mountain.

We are very careful with everything and try not to let anything go to waste. Sarah made the three of us new mittens and hats from the rabbit pelts we’ve gathered and tanned. She’s in the process of making Trail a new shirt, like the one she made me from some of the deer hides we have saved and tanned. She’s also been crocheting scarves and hats for each of us.

Trail and I have seen our arms and shoulders grow quite muscular from felling trees with an axe instead of with a chainsaw, and from splitting and hauling wood and water. Our calf and thigh muscles have strengthened from the miles we walk every day trekking up and down the hilly ground, forging through snow in the woods. Sarah has told us that if we manage to get enough deer hides, she’ll make Trail and me a pair of deerskin pants.

“Bobby, would you have ever guessed that all those times we guys played Daniel Boone in the woods here when we were kids that we’d actually be living almost exactly like ole Dan’l did; dressing in furs and skins and wearing moccasins and such for real?” laughed Trail.

“Hey Sarah, if we bag you a couple of racoons or three, will you make us some coonskin caps with the tails and all?” asked Trail, excitedly; and, great Scott, didn’t he sound exactly like he did when he was 10 or 11! I had to smile.

“Sure will,” mumbled my Pioneer wife, around the pins she was holding in her mouth. Spitting them out into her hand, she said, “Good grief, Trail; stand still so I can pin these sleeves! You’re as jumpy as a jackrabbit.”

Tonight, after our chores were finished and after our supper of fried fatback and green beans, we three sat around the table spreading out our cache of heirloom seeds before us, trying to decide what to plant.

“Oh, I’d give my next three meals to be able to ask Izzy or Clyde what they thought we ought to plant,” sighed Sarah, spreading out jelly jars of seeds before her.

“Me too, but let’s just go with what we talked about earlier and see what happens,” I said.

Tomorrow, if the ground is warm enough, we’ll take out the plow. Trail and I will take turns being Balaam and Clyde to see if we can till up a patch of ground for a garden. It didn’t work last year, but who knows, maybe it will this spring.

We’ve just finished our Bible study and prayer time. Gotta hit the hay, Journal; another Planting Day is here.

CHAPTER 72 

Journal Entry: Wednesday, June 21, 2023

“And when they [the two witnesses] shall have finished their testimony, the beast that ascendeth out of the bottomless pit shall make war against them, and shall overcome them, and kill them. And their dead bodies shall lie in the street of the great city, which spiritually is called Sodom and Egypt, where also our Lord was crucified. And they of the people and kindreds and tongues and nations shall see their dead bodies three days and an half, and shall not suffer their dead bodies to be put in graves. And they that dwell upon the earth shall rejoice over them, and make merry, and shall send gifts one to another; because these two prophets tormented them that dwelt on the earth.

“And after three days and an half the Spirit of life from God entered into them, and they stood upon their feet; and great fear fell upon them which saw them. And they heard a great voice from heaven saying unto them, Come up hither. And they ascended up to heaven in a cloud; and their enemies beheld them. And the same hour was there a great earthquake, and the tenth part of the city fell, and in the earthquake were slain of men seven thousand: and the remnant were affrighted, and gave glory to the God of heaven. The second woe is past; and, behold, the third woe cometh quickly” (Revelation 11:7-14, KJV).

Let me begin with what’s happening on our home front before I get into the events that are happening that mark that we have now reached the middle of the last seven years. We are right at the midpoint now, which means we are poised on the cusp of what the Lord Jesus Himself said would be a time of great Tribulation.

Okay, I’m getting ahead of myself. Let me back up and start over.

Here at home, Trail, Sarah and I planted our garden back in May. It’s a lot tougher to plow a garden without a mule than with one, but between Trail and me, we got it done. We planted about 12 rows of corn, a good-sized area of buckwheat, four rows of beans, three rows of tomatoes and four rows each of squash and zucchini. And praise to God, the sunlight has been better this year! Things are actually growing! The Lord has graced us with a good garden this year. If the weather holds up, Lord willing, we will replant a second crop of everything, adding some peppers this time around. I wonder if all this volcanic ash that’s been in the atmosphere and in the snow could have actually made the ground more fertile? I have no clue whether that’s the case or not, but I guess it could help. Maybe it has enriched the soil or maybe it hasn’t. I do know, though, that clearer air and more sunlight, even weak sunlight, has made a huge difference, so maybe the ash has helped as well.

There are no words to express our gratitude to the Lord for sending us the sunlight we so desperately need. The atmosphere remains mostly overcast, but the air has cleared enough so that we can see well to work and for crops to grow. Even the five hens we have left have increased their egg production. Lord willing, as we are able, we are going to do our best to restock Grandma’s root cellar and keep the smokehouse going for as long as summer lasts. The increased sunlight also means the solar charger for the laptop is of much more use. Oh, how we praise God for this temporary reprieve! We give thanks to Him for His mercy and provision.

Now to relay the international news we’ve just learned. As Trail checked the deep web, we learned that yesterday there had been a final confrontation on the steps of the Temple in Jerusalem between Elias and Moshe and Draken and Gulden.

Ever since the building of the EP headquarters and the Temple of the World, both Draken and Gulden have made Neo-Babylon their headquarters. The commercial enterprises of the world economy being centered now in Babylon have caused a boom in that city’s growth. Like Dubai, Babylon is rapidly growing, turning into the new global commercial center now that New York is gone. Both Draken and Gulden live in their respective multi-million-dollar homes (or whatever currency is used now); their homes can only be described as palatial. Both of their newly completed mansions are near the new World Government Complex and the Temple of the World. However, after Elias had decreed that no more rain would fall on Babylon until the end of their allotted time of ministry, the toll on Babylon with no rain for such a long time has made Neo-Babylon worse than an arid dust bowl.

Both Draken and Gulden were now back in Israel for a time where Moshe and Elias have been continually preaching and prophesying. Rumor was that Draken was preparing a final showdown with these two Jews. During the three and one-half years that the two witnesses had been here, they’ve been all over Israel. Sometimes they’d show up on the banks of the Jordan River preaching. Sometimes they would be at the Port of Haifa or in the lobby of the King David Hotel. At times, they would be on the streets in front of cafés and shops, in the business center, at the ruins where the Dome of the Rock once stood, and often at the Dead Sea. They moved from North to South all over Israel, but the place they favored most were the steps to the Temple or the area surrounding the Temple complex.

What happened yesterday was what we’ve known was coming. We didn’t see it happen live, but we watched the video of it via the deep web.

Moshe and Elias have fulfilled their mission. God has allowed Draken and his forces to finally overcome them and kill the two Jews. Of course, we expected this to happen soon, just as we know what’s going to happen next, but those who follow Draken don’t have a clue. The showdown that goaded Draken into making his final frenzied move that fulfilled prophecy was awesome to behold. I’ll tell you what we saw.

As they had done many times since they first showed up in Israel, the two witnesses were once again on the steps of the Temple in Jerusalem. Both men were about halfway up, preaching as usual. Draken and his entourage drove by when he apparently signaled his motorcade to halt. Both Draken and Gulden got out. They stood among the crowd of Israelis who always seemed to gather around the two witnesses wherever and whenever they showed up.

Most of the huge crowds hated and jeered the two men, but none dared approach them. From the crowds, you could hear shouts of “Shut these lunatic’s up!” or “These men are a blight on Israel!” or “Draken is our Messiah!” That was the tenor of the majority of the crowd. There were those among the crowds, though, who were taking to heart what the witnesses were preaching. Among the tumult of angry derisive shouts could also be heard the voices of those who either already had become believers, or whose hearts were being softened to the truth of the Word and warnings of God being given day in and day out by Moshe and Elias. As always, everyone was hearing the two witnesses in his own native tongue, but the angry shouts as well as those imploring others to listen were in Hebrew, thus the necessity of the translations on screen of some of what was being said.

The tumult was even greater today, probably because of Draken’s presence in the crowd. Some of what was being shouted was translated in the scrawl that ran across the bottom of the screen, and a few newscasters were translating some of the responses from individuals within the crowd. Translation wasn’t really necessary, though. The rabid hatred directed towards Moshe and Elias was as clear as polished glass by the looks on the faces of the majority in the gathered crowd, and by their gestures. Perhaps it was because Draken was in their midst, but today’s crowd did seem to be in a more heightened state of agitation than usual. This increased vitriol of the crowd didn’t faze either man one bit. It never did. Moshe and Elias kept on saying what they needed to say. Elias, his cloak slung around one shoulder, pointed at the crowd and spoke,

“Hear ye, o Israel! The Little Horn spoken about by the Prophet Daniel is in your midst; the false Messiah who will very soon rip away all pretense and show you who he really is! Very soon the Dragon will enter this Temple and defile it; both he and the False Prophet who comes to you with the horns of a Lamb but speaks the words of the Dragon! Harken now to the words and warning of the Lord!”

“And he shall confirm the covenant with many for one week: and in the midst of the week he shall cause the sacrifice and the oblation to cease, and for the overspreading of abominations he shall make it desolate, even until the consummation, and that determined shall be poured upon the desolate” (Daniel 9:27, KJV).

As soon as Elias finished, Moshe, standing tall with his rod held in his hand and standing beside Elias, shouted, “The time of our departure is at hand. Beware the serpent that is in your midst! He will defile this Temple. Ye Remnant of Jacob, hear the words of the true Messiah, Yeshua the Nazarene! This is how you shall know the Deceiver, and this is what you must do! Hear ye the words of the Lord!

“When ye therefore shall see the abomination of desolation, spoken of by Daniel the prophet, stand in the holy place, (whoso readeth, let him understand:) Then let them which be in Judaea flee into the mountains: Let him which is on the housetop not come down to take any thing out of his house:   Neither let him which is in the field return back to take his clothes. And woe unto them that are with child, and to them that give suck in those days!

“But pray ye that your flight be not in the winter, neither on the sabbath day: For then shall be great tribulation, such as was not since the beginning of the world to this time, no, nor ever shall be. And except those days should be shortened, there should no flesh be saved: but for the elect’s sake those days shall be shortened. Then if any man shall say unto you, Lo, here is Christ, or there; believe it not. For there shall arise false Christs, and false prophets, and shall shew great signs and wonders; insomuch that, if it were possible, they shall deceive the very elect.  Behold, I have told you before” (Matthew 24:15-25, KJV).

Elias again took up the warning. “ISRAEL!” he yelled in a voice so strong and commanding that it might well have been heard over all of Israel; “Israel! hear this day the Word of the Lord! the time of great tribulation is upon you! Remnant of Jacob, prepare to flee into the mountains to the place Yahweh has prepared for you! Hear the words of the Lord of Sabaoth!

“And I stood upon the sand of the sea, and saw a beast rise up out of the sea, having seven heads and ten horns, and upon his horns ten crowns, and upon his heads the name of blasphemy. And the beast which I saw was like unto a leopard, and his feet were as the feet of a bear, and his mouth as the mouth of a lion: and the dragon gave him his power, and his seat, and great authority” (Revelation 13:1-2, KJV).

“For then shall be great tribulation, such as was not since the beginning of the world to this time, no, nor ever shall be. And except those days should be shortened, there should no flesh be saved: but for the elect’s sake those days shall be shortened” (Matthew 24:21-22, KJV).

“Our ministry here is finished” said Moshe. “We have been in your midst in secret from the signing of the covenant, and in public from the opening of this Temple. We have not ceased to warn you night and day. Our witness here is finished. Beware, oh house of Israel; beware of the Dragon and his False Prophet.” 

With this, both men descended the steps of the Temple and stood about 15 feet away but face to face before Draken. Elias removed his cloak and laid it at his feet. Moshe laid his staff at his own feet before him. Both men stood and waited.

Draken stepped forward, smiling an utterly evil smile, stopping about five feet from the calm and waiting men. He then lifted his right hand and pointed first at Moshe, then at Elias. Fire shot from his hand and entered the center of the chest of first one then the other of the two witnesses. Both men fell down dead at Draken’s feet.

The crowd went wild! Immediately both Draken and Gulden ascended the steps to the Temple, and turning to face the crowd, Draken spoke.

“Today, you have seen the power and omnipotence of the Phoenix! The deaths of these two imposters marks the downfall of the god of the old order! I hereby declare that neither of these men’s bodies shall be moved or buried. Let them lie in the street where they died until the flesh dissolves from their bones! Let them be a witness and a testimony to the power of the Phoenix! I order that no one touch their bodies! Let them rot where they lie! Rejoice today, oh earth! The remaining scourge of the old order has been defeated! I declare today a global holiday!”

Journal, this happened yesterday, Tuesday, around 6:00 AM Israeli time. Already, people around the world can be seen sending each other gifts, celebrating the deaths of God’s two witnesses. Of course, we know exactly what’s going to happen next and when to log onto the deep web to see it happen! Three- and one-half days from now, around 6:00PM Friday Israel time, the earth dwellers are going to get the shock of their lives!!

Trail is charging the laptop as I write. Lord willing, we wouldn’t miss this for the world!

CHAPTER 73 

Journal Entry: Saturday, June 24, 2023 – 6:00 PM Israeli Time, 11:00 AM Eastern Time.

“And when they shall have finished their testimony, the beast that ascendeth out of the bottomless pit shall make war against them, and shall overcome them, and kill them. And their dead bodies shall lie in the street of the great city, which spiritually is called Sodom and Egypt, where also our Lord was crucified. And they of the people and kindreds and tongues and nations shall see their dead bodies three days and an half, and shall not suffer their dead bodies to be put in graves. And they that dwell upon the earth shall rejoice over them, and make merry, and shall send gifts one to another; because these two prophets tormented them that dwelt on the earth. And after three days and an half the Spirit of life from God entered into them, and they stood upon their feet; and great fear fell upon them which saw them. And they heard a great voice from heaven saying unto them, Come up hither. And they ascended up to heaven in a cloud; and their enemies beheld them. And the same hour was there a great earthquake, and the tenth part of the city fell, and in the earthquake were slain of men seven thousand: and the remnant were affrighted, and gave glory to the God of heaven” (Revelation 11:7-13, KJV).

It’s now nearly 7 PM here in North Carolina. I haven’t had a chance to write until chores were done and Bible study over, but I headed this entry by our time so we could watch what we knew was going to happen at the Temple exactly three and one half days from the time God allowed Draken to kill the two witnesses Moshe and Elias.

The three of us huddled around the laptop, watching the continuous feed of the front of the Temple where Draken had ordered that their bodies be left to lie where they died, untouched and unburied. The Temple priests were not at all happy about having dead bodies lying at the foot of the Temple steps, defiling the entire Temple area; but they did not dare speak out against Draken’s orders. As a matter of fact, the entire area of Jerusalem has gradually become a seething cauldron, threatening to boil over between those who are loyal to Draken and those who are growing more and more to distrust him; the growing number who question his intentions.

Draken holds the reigns of global power for sure, but there are other political factions who do not trust him either. There are growing cracks within the walls of the utopian illusion of The Order of the Phoenix. As I said, the Temple priests, the Sanhedrin, and those within the Israeli government are not at all happy with Draken’s defiling the Temple grounds by leaving the dead bodies of the two witnesses where they lie. Also, the religious Jews are becoming more and more unhappy with the increasingly blatant god-like jargon being used in regards to Draken by both Draken himself, and by Gulden.

Draken’s order of leaving the witnesses dead bodies lying at the foot of the Temple steps will likely be the final insult and go a long way in severing the already straining alliance between Israel and the EP. The believing remnant of Israel is already aware of what’s coming, but those Jews hardened to their true Messiah will be completely caught off guard when Draken desecrates their Temple and betrays Israel, igniting the final and greatest Jewish holocaust that will have ever been in history.

Over the past two and a half days, Draken has been reveling in the deaths of the two men who had been thorns in his side ever since he (Draken) had come to power.

In celebration of what we knew was coming, Sarah made us a fresh pot of real coffee to drink as we waited to watch the resurrection and rapture of the two witnesses, and to witness the great earthquake that will also happen.

As we drank our coffee, we watched as cameras on every street corner and on most buildings panned the street in front of the Temple. At 5:45 PM Israel time, 10:45 AM here, Jerusalem and the area around the Temple was already crowded. In Jerusalem, it was the Sabbath.

Some people would walk by the corpses of Moshe and Elias and spit upon them. Others walked around them in a wide arc, trying to stay as far away as possible, but still seeming to be drawn to the horror of the two dead bodies who had become such well-known fixtures in Israel over the past three and one half years. There was always a crowd to be found around these men when they were alive, and that was still the case even in their deaths. Today, the crowd appeared larger than usual; almost as if God Himself had drawn a huge crowd there to witness an event the majority didn’t know was coming. What we watched happen in real time via our hidden connections through the deep web was one of the most astounding things we’ve ever witnessed, and that’s saying something since over the past three and one-half years we’ve seen a lot of highly unusual things!

At 6:00 PM exactly Israel time, there seemed to be a tremor in the earth. People began looking around as if something was amiss. A few people stumbled as if they appeared to lose their balance. Suddenly, every camera around locked onto the bodies of the two witnesses. The crowd roared and backed away as the bodies of Moshe and Elias began to tremble along with the earth underneath them.

At first, it wasn’t apparent whether the bodies themselves were moving or the trembling of the earth was making it seem as if the bodies were moving; but quickly it became apparent that it was the bodies themselves that were moving in addition to the growing trembling of the earth. Twitching and trembling, the extremities of the bodies increased. The gray-green pallor of decomposition faded from their skin as their bodies regained a natural healthy skin tone and color. The bloating of their bodies from the internal gasses of decomposition building in their abdominal cavities deflated. As the cameras zoomed in for a tighter shot, their chests began to rise and fall with the breath of life as respiration spontaneously began. There was a blinding flash of light as the two formerly dead men stood upon their feet.

As they arose, a voice loud as thunder, audible and clear, could be heard everywhere around the world! The voice commanded, “COME UP HITHER!”

In an instant, a blinding cloud of light enveloped the two living men, and we watched as they began to be lifted straight up into the air. Their ascent began gradually at first; but in an instant, it was as if they shot straight up at a speed faster than our eyes could see. The only comparison that I can make, and it’s woefully inadequate, but the only comparison was like in the old Star Trek series when the Starship Enterprise would be shown shooting off from sub-light speed into warp drive. That’s a stupid analogy, I know, but it’s the closest I can come to describing what we saw.

In that instant, an earthquake of incredible magnitude hit the city of Jerusalem. We watched in awe and horror as the earth shook. Nearby buildings collapsed as great rents and fissures were torn open in the ground. All around Jerusalem, people fled. Many were knocked down, killed by falling debris or in automobile collisions. Others were killed when the earth opened up beneath their feet and appeared to swallow them. After the dust settled, just as scripture said would happen, a tenth part of the city of Jerusalem had fallen, and seven thousand people were killed. The devastation in Jerusalem was enormous. Yet the Temple stood unscathed.

Draken was livid at the resurrection and ascension of the two witnesses. The factions resisting him were emboldened, and the growing number of the Jewish remnant who were coming to salvation in their true Messiah were awed as they came face to face with the power and glory of God. God’s remnant of believing Jews is growing.

Journal, things are about to start happening faster than we can imagine. We’d better hold on tight!

“The second woe is past; and, behold, the third woe cometh quickly” (Revelation 11:14, KJV).

TO BE CONTINUED…

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