January 23, 2010
My Sacrifice
Dearest and most precious family,
Today marks the 146th day of my fast from the State food tray. I’m still voluntarily taking the liquid diet that was used to force-feed me in the hospital. I do not tolerate solid food very well anymore. I found that out when my visiting family would get some things for me. So my diet is only the liquid diet full time now. This will never change until New Mexico comes to an honest resolution with me.
For years I have published stories concerning injustice and deception practiced by the government and much of the media. Some of those years were with four other journalists, when we produced The WINDS web site. We reported on the lie that was a precursor for the attack on Serbia. That was after the Branch Davidian massacre that they conducted “for the children.” Then I and others reported on the corruption in regard to the invasion of Iraq, and such things as U.S.-sponsored assassinations around the world. Iran has charged the USA with assassinating one of its top nuclear scientists. This is not proven yet, but the evidence is abundant that America has turned into a state of criminals, for whoever supports these things is guilty of them.
But now the attacks have come against us. We always knew that they would one day come. CYFD has salivated over kidnapping our children for most of our years here. They want our young people to assimilate into their “Borg.” The “Borg” is a conglomerate of entities, human and otherwise, all wired into one corrupt mind — the mind of the beast, the machine.
But our mind is the mind of Christ, and we cannot be assimilated into the dark side. When I first arrived at the prison over a false conviction, and then spent the night on the floor of a suicide cell, the very first message I received from the horrible place called Mental Health Treatment Center was that they wanted me to “assimilate,” and they urged me to take drugs to help me assimilate. The Mental Health Treatment Center is where they treat mentally healthy people so that they go crazy. I don’t think that’s altogether a facetious statement.
I have not committed a crime since my young years, when I broke the highway speed limit. I have never been in prison or jail for any reason. Then, at 67 years of age, I am falsely convicted, then thrown into a small concrete cell with no blankets. I sat on a hard bed against the cold wall with nothing to keep me warm. Then the guards would taunt me through the observation window for having sex with girls. Some would taunt me over the intercom. One CO bent my thumb back to my wrist, causing me to go down to the ground. He accused me of murder — he heard that on the TV, he said. The prison pants given me were many sizes too large for me, and I could not keep them up because I was handcuffed.
In Mental Health, they would keep me awake all night by turning the light on and banging on my door. Other inmates were also harassed in a similar manner. I watched two officers, late one night, go to many of the cells kicking the steel doors, causing the poor souls to erupt in insane cries. Then the officers would laugh, as if they were having a grand party. I felt so sorry for the inmates in there. I honestly wondered if I would come out of there sane, or even alive. I had my doubts about it.
The psychological staff in MHTC, I think, did the best they knew how to do, or that they were hired to do. They did not actually help towards mental health, though. They would basically write reports and evaluate inmates. I never did feel helped by them. They put me in suicide cells a few times, even though I told them I was not suicidal. They thought a suicide cell would help. In one such incident, I was almost in convulsions by morning, shaking terribly because of being awake all night in a cold cell with the floor to lie down on. [He was completely naked, all of his clothing having been taken away from him by the guards. -ed] I had a hard canvas suicide blanket to sleep on. No sleep came.
I would hold state polices and rules responsible for the horrible conditions there. I was told that things were worse in some other places, and that the cells are even smaller. I believe the self-righteous public is responsible, also. They tend to look down their nose at these poor men, because some of them are criminals.
I have been moved from MHTC since those first months, and I’m not mistreated now. I’m feeling good and I feel that the institution is trying to make the best out of a difficult situation. I don’t think their policies were formed to deal with people like me. They have to form their policies to deal with criminals, but I’m not a criminal; so the State put the prison in a situation that it was not prepared to handle. This is one of the DA’s unintended consequences. When one lies to get a conviction, there will be unintended consequences, and I say now that there will be more “unintended consequences” coming, unless there is some genuine repentance.
I think that every judge and DA should spend six months in prison, including two months in Mental Health, before they ever send anyone else there. I think every governor should spend 30 days in lockup before they start signing papers that create policy for these poor wretches. My heart goes out to them. I would not even treat an animal like some of these poor souls are treated. They might call me a bleeding heart, but I only say, “Hey, walk in their shoes for a while.” Then they will know something about bleeding hearts. In the beginning of my stay in Mental Health, I told an official that I would not live like that. He responded by saying he could not live in a cell like that either.
Because of these issues, I told them that I would never assimilate. First, to assimilate, I would have to agree to accept the State’s lie that it foisted upon the mind of a willing public. Most of the media was all too willing to stomp around in the State’s sewage as well. But I also believe that the media created the sewage that the State just loved to drink. An inmate here once violently cursed me, while the CO looked on, for molesting 10-year-olds; this is what he made out of the news reports on his TV. Yes, the media, especially Channel 4, has much to answer for. Yes, they will pay, for God is full up to His eyes with their lying inventions. God has fed them, cared for their families, provided all their needs, and they attack His son. They open their mouth against him and feces come out. But God has borne a long time with them. They will deserve the wrath that will soon come upon them; there are precious few honest men these days.
But, dear children, I am absolutely committed to the fight, no matter what they do to me. I will never stand down, until the lie is silenced. I will die first, and then I will come back from the dead and fight some more. My resolve only increases as the months go by. So the war goes on, and the beast and false prophet are destined for the flames that burn even now. The beast slithered his way into a bear den. God is not pleased when His cubs are messed with. The beast stuck its nose in a hornet’s nest.
Little family, my soul is at rest. The seed of hatred has not found a place in me. What I do have is a good deal of righteous indignation. I have the wrath of the Lamb against falsehood. I know that the world itself is not a place I can live in. It is nothing that I want. There is no place that is not corrupted. The soul of man has become vacant of reason. It is time for the people of God to leave it, because the very laws of men are against us now. The people of faith are shut out.
The Soviet Union, a godless, communist empire, imprisoned 1 in 150 of its citizens. The United States imprisons 1 in 115 of its citizens. New Mexico imprisons 1 in 75 of its citizens. These are shocking numbers. When a society runs on force, fear, make-believe and incarceration, it fails at the very foundation of its existence. I have watched the news from New Mexico a few times; I was amazed that much of it is only about who is going to prison and for what. Is this what drives the economy of New Mexico? Is it the prison system? Cursed is the state that runs its economy with prisons.
Children, each day I receive my heavenly instructions; each day I do what is given me. Each day I am shown what the Father is pleased to show me, but my own imagination is not very active in what I think is coming, in the form of any particular events. I know that wrath is coming, but I cannot predict what form that wrath will take just now. My love is for those of faith, and is the only thing that motivates me. God’s people and His purposes are my only cause. When the State came and kidnapped Willow, the wrath of the Lamb was kindled, and it will never cease until the beast is consumed. He may even now wish that he had not started this war. He may yet regret accusing me of sex crimes when there were none. He did not like how I prayed.
The DA would have accused Elijah for sex crimes, when he laid on top of a minor three times (1 Kings 17:21). The boy was healed and came back to life. The DA would have also accused Elisha for sex crimes. Let us read about Elisha’s “sex with kids.” I quote: “And when Elisha was come into the house, behold, the child was dead, and laid upon his bed. He went in therefore, and shut the door so that the two of them were alone [in the bedroom], and [then] prayed unto the LORD. And he went…and lay upon the [minor] child [on top of him, on the bed], and put his mouth upon his mouth, and his eyes upon his eyes, and his hands upon his hands: and he stretched himself upon the child; and the flesh of the child waxed warm…and the child opened his eyes.” 2 Kings 4:32-35.
Now, children, consider wisdom: “the child waxed warm.” Dead children do not produce heat. An adult, fully clothed, would not produce much heat either, because of the insulation of the clothing. But Elisha was probably naked, or partially naked, to make heat go from himself to the minor child and heat up the child’s body. Elisha was alone in the bedroom and on a bed with the child while he lay upon him. I can see it now — the State would press charges that Elisha had sexually touched an underage boy, since he must have put pressure on the boy’s breast, or other places, while lying on him. The army would be sent to drag Elisha into court for sex crimes. Elisha would have said, “Sir, it was not sex, but for healing.” The child would have been put on the stand and he would have said, “No, there was no sex, just healing.” The jury would have ruled guilty and the judge would have sentenced Elisha to 10 years in prison, to make an example of him.
“Oh, no,” the people shout. “That would not happen.” But yes, oh yes, it would. I was convicted for putting my hand on the sternum of a minor to heal her. I was fully clothed; I was not on top of her. I received 10 years prison time. I told the court it was for healing. They put the 18-year-old on the stand and she said, “No, it was not sexual; it was religious.” I was convicted for no other event. Now tell me, how is that different?
Elisha even put his open mouth on the boy’s open mouth. He became very intimate with the minor. Now the DA will go to church and hear in the sermon how wonderful that healing was. But when he heard that I had done far less than Elisha for healing, he recommended 15 years in prison for me. I honestly believe that New Mexico would have most of the Bible heroes in prison for something. The apostle Paul writes of these kinds of persecutions. I quote: “Others were tortured…and others had trial of cruel mockings [as with Wayne Bent] and scourgings, yes, moreover of bonds and imprisonment [as with Wayne Bent]: They were stoned, they were sawn asunder, were tempted, were slain with the sword: they wandered about in sheepskins and goatskins; being destitute, afflicted, tormented, (of whom the world was not worthy:) they wandered in deserts [as The Lord Our Righteousness church], and in mountains, and in dens and caves of the earth.”
Dear friends, my life is committed, and I will not break off my work until deliverance comes, and until the State stops its rudeness against the people of faith. The State stuck its nose in opinions where they did not belong. New Mexico has an abundance of gangs and prostitutes, and the State now is numbered among them. But I am content, and for good reasons. The clock is ticking.
Do you remember when we spent the winter together at Castle Dome? That Passover we saw a light in the sanctuary, illuminating how the Second Coming would appear. Twenty three hundred days later, that very light came to pass, in July of 2000 when I was anointed. This time, in the “midst of the week” we began another era of atonement and vindication. Twenty three hundred days will take us to August, 2010. Our Father has led in event after event. From the time we began praying for the end of this evil world until this August will be 7,000 days. God has been in charge of us for many years. In 2000, He took everything into His own hands, and the “end of days” now is just before us.
We can see this in events from ancient times. King Ahaziah of Samaria was sick and dying, and he sent for Elijah after hearing he was in his region. When the soldiers came for Elijah, he called fire down from heaven and burned them up, until those who came for him came humbly. Then Elijah went to the king and declared death to him, and he died. The soldiers who were killed had no time to repent, and neither did the king. But they sinned against the Anointing that was in Elijah, and they were left without intercession. As I have stated, this August opens the era of wrath. It is the end of the era of atonement. After Elijah called down the wrath of God upon the king and his soldiers, he translated to heaven. He brought judgment, then left the earth, as we will. And you can read about that in 2 Kings 2.
Dearest family, have we not seen God’s extreme patience with us, and with this generation also? He has patiently given each soul time to repent and to move with Him. But this is a very wicked world of self-righteousness, and as with King Ahaziah, they consult Baalzebub, the god of Ekron. They have so pampered their sorry selves that there is no reaching them. They have blasphemed against the Holy Spirit.
But we see the signs of His appearing, and we shall leave the earth, with others who have believed our testimony. My whole life is dedicated to this one thing. I trusted in God’s leading in our past times, and I do so now. The month of Av, which is July and August, is called “the month of the ripe grapes”; it is the harvest time. This August marks the end of the 2300 days, and the beginning of the era of vengeance and wrath. It is written, “And another angel came out from the altar, which had power over fire; and cried with a loud cry to him that had the sharp sickle, saying, ‘Thrust thy sharp sickle in, and gather the clusters of the vine of the earth; for the grapes are fully ripe.’ And the angel thrust in his sickle into the earth, and gathered the vine of the earth, and cast it into the great winepress of the wrath of God.” Rev. 14:18-19.
The Scriptures declare more in regard to the reaction of the beast, and others who came against my testimony. I’ll read it, too: “And I saw the beast, and the kings of the earth, and their armies [the media], gathered together to make war against him that sat on the horse, and against his army [that's the LOR]. And the beast was taken, and with him the false prophet [that's the DA] that pulled off his wonders before him with which he deceived them that had received the mark of the beast, and them that worshipped his image. These both were cast alive into a lake of fire burning with brimstone. And the remnant were slain with the sword of him that sat upon the horse, which sword proceedeth out of his mouth.” Rev. 19:19-21.
This fire and slaying has to do with the writer’s words — his “posts.” Jesus said, “I am come to send fire on the earth; and I wish it were already burning.” Luke 12:49. The deputy DA once complained to the judge that I was writing “incendiary” or fiery posts. Another man came to my house very angry and he spit out the words, “It’s those posts!” I never intend to offend anyone. I never write in order to make men mad. But God comes upon me and the angel declares to me, “Thrust in your sickle.” I simply write what I am given, and the wicked respond with violence and hatred, while the righteous respond with love. Even now, I gather the grapes into the winepress of the wrath of God. But I have no personal vendetta; I just speak the truth. I tell you now, God has made me to speak, and I WILL speak, until I am removed from the earth and taken to be with my Father. This day is soon. I have thrust in my sickle, and the work is nearly over.
My heart is drawn much to the bride of Christ. My words are harmless to the righteous, for they live in the fire with me. Judgment is not offensive to pure hearts. I tread the winepress alone, little family, but the angels give me much help, to strengthen and encourage me. My little human family of believers gives me many precious moments also. I love you with all my heart. The kingdom is given to the saints of the Most High.
Love,
Michael
