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Yes, I am with the Jesoah. And I sleep here, and rest, in my city. And you are always welcome into my home. My God, and me, rest here. We are welcoming you, so here, sleep, rest, with us. We bring many to our cities, when they can no longer go home. So, if you are tired, you can rest here. With us. With the Lord Sananda! Come, eat with us our bread. The bread was given. To you, not to anyone other. You have been given, and eaten my bread. The bread was given! The Jesoah, was me. And I was never angry at you. You have been given, my Word. And with that, you are saved. You are with the Jesoah! ~ Lord Sananda, August 11 2014, 11:20 PM Swedish time
I was reading on other Christian websites and noticing how many people love Jesus Christ, the Bible and the message, yet hardly anyone has dared to try reading my book that I wrote with Jesus, "Lord Sananda Speaks: Holy Scripture". Thousands upon thousands of people read other books about Jesus, but do not dare to read a book that was written by Jesus himself in his New Word. So I had to ask myself, what if this is not true? Even with all of what I know and have seen and felt with Lord Sananda our Jesus.
I have written a book with Jesus. But I was not a Christian, I did not expect Jesus to be real nor had I read the Bible. But I closed my eyes and I prayed and I listened, I wanted to know if my Jesus was the real Jesus if it was Him. Instantly Jesus came to me and he answered my question. I was expecting not to see or hear from him and to get to conclude that no, my Jesus wasn't real.
With my eyes closed and sitting by the computer Jesus surrounded me with the most beautiful white light, and then I could see all around me a world even though my human eyes were closed Jesus was opening my eyes up for his world. The first thing he showed me was red roses growing on bushes. Then he showed me the sunshine shining on us in his garden and his world. And he showed me little singing birds near the rose bushes and he took a little bird on his finger to show it to me. Then Jesus came close to me and I could see his clean white shrouds. He is so clean when you see him! He is so clean that the first word I always describe him with is that he is so clean! So clean and beautiful and pure!
Then Jesus showed me a city some distance to the right on a hill in his world. The city was white and shiny. It was his city he said, he rests there, he said. Then Jesus showed me a flowing creek with water.
Everything was so beautiful and bright and white in his world. My eyes filled with tears and I laughed and I smiled and I told him everything I see there. It was a real place. Jesus lives there, and Jesus is real! My Jesus is real and Jesus is Lord Sananda! Which means that my book is real too and that people should read it.
Tell them to put their guns and cannons away. Because some of them will want to shoot you, if you say that about me. We have watched many executions done, because of me. Would you like to know more about that? We have watched many die, because of me. Because some believe, and others do not believe! We have watched many bleed and die because of me. And ohw!, it hurts me! ~ Lord Sananda, 11:30 PM
Jesus is real. He is Lord Sananda. And he showed me the most beautiful world that he lives in. After I saw his world he said what I first wrote, the paragraph above about the bread. Jesus is real. I can hear and see Jesus! I love you Jesus. I still struggle with you, because when I am with you I can suddenly see all of my shortcomings and sins and then I don't like myself as much and I get shy when I am before you, that is the only reason why I still sometimes shun away from you. I guess I mean what I am saying to you Jesus is that I am ashamed of myself. I think anyone would be if they stood before Jesus.
Don't be, you were made that way. Made to come and walk with me and my roses! ~ Lord Sananda, 11:32 PM
And so I go to write another book with Lord Sananda, who was our Jesoah and Jesus Savior and Lord.
We are called Lords. - Fallen Angel, August 22 2014, 11:11 PM
Written August 22 2014. The Fallen Angels (they are the Demons, Satan, Devil, Lucifer, Beast) tend to treat me with courtesy, which means that they don't crush me even though they could. I find them watching me very much and they speak to me often. If they were to come too close, I would sense their bad smell, the energy or atmosphere of my room would change into something negative and horrendous, and if they come too close it can give a person a disease and stop the heart leading to death. They are respectful to stay at a tolerable distance where they don't bother me.
I have some stories to tell about my interactions with the Fallen Angels.
I don't want to break your ear drum, but listen to me. I am not the Fallen, but I am Dark. I was with the Gothic ones. The Gothic ones obey me! I was with them. And so, I don't really like to go to church. The Gothic ones are with mine. I watch over them, you see. The Gothic ones. Yep! - a Fallen Angel says, 11:15 PM
One day in August this year I was reading in a Facebook group page about Satanism to see what they might know of the Fallen Angels, whom they worship as gods there. That night I was visited by a Fallen Angel who very nearly killed me, it was trying to stop my heart. I was under constant attacks all throughout the night. The next day the other Fallen Angels told me that this had been the one they call the "Soul Reaper". I forget what the reason was that they had sent him, but it turned out to be a misunderstanding on their behalf.
Another story is that I was visited and attacked by another Fallen Angel
We are called Lord. - Fallen says
Visited by another Fallen Lord Angel who went by the name "Son Of Sam". Now look at this. There was a killer who wrote a letter to the police, you can clearly see that this person was under the direct influence by Fallen Angels, there are mentions of drinking blood and so forth and Beelzebub and Behemot two Fallen Angels, and mentions of "Son Of Sam":
Other stories with Fallen Angels. Sometimes they have a fabulous sense of humor. They were burned by God, and sometimes you see them smouldering. Sometimes they blow on their fingers or hands to try to put the smouldering out. Just a few days ago a Fallen Angels shows itself to me, all naked as usual a black figure but wearing a dainty flowery kitchen apron. What on earth, I thought, it sure looked funny and cute.
Tell them, I wasn't smouldering when I did it. Because someone else was. The priest, that I cooked there. Tell them that! Hah hah haa! - Fallen Angel, 11:26 PM
So the Fallen Angel just stands there wearing a very ladylike dainty flowery apron. Then he is holding in his hands some tongs. And then he shows me the mental image of a fleshy tongue roasting in an ordinary kitchen oven that we humans have. A head with a tongue cooking in the oven. The head looked like that of a cow and a human combined. He was showing me that he was roasting this man or animal. It was all an imaginary scene of course.
The Son of Sam has many followers. We make many men bleed with me. - another Fallen shows me a cabin in the woods in North America
So I asked the Fallen Angel if he was using any spices with his roast. He said he has leprosy there in the oven, so he has spiced the roast with leprosy. They have a great sense of humor a lot of the time. But I have to say, they sure are creepy. I have been fascinated with the fact that they are real entities, I have interviewed them, but there will be a time when I will ask them to leave and listen to them no further. But just think, they are real. But that is dreadful too.
The Son of Sam??? - a Fallen Angel asks
God's Blessings to keep us away from this Danger. May all who read here be blessed with God's light and protection. God Bless, and pray to Jesus and the Holy Quran. (Wow! The Holy Quran sends the Holy Spirit to my presence. I am surrounded by God Allah his light and safety, his presence floods around me. Thank you Allah. You save me always, I am blessed to be in your Name.)
September 15 2014, 14:45 PM. I laid down on the bed for a nap and meditation. I was going to meditate on the white lotus flower and raise my energies into light. A familiar creature came to visit. It was the velvety winged bat.
After the encounter he said these things:
My plague starts here! ~ Devil sang while stepping up and down with his feet dancing
And now when I'm writing he says this:
I love the smell of burning flesh! ~ Devil declares with a soft yearning voice
This Devil was of course not physically present in my room, but I could clearly see him with my mind's eye. I told him, he is surprisingly handsome and sensual, that I would have expected the Devil to come across as hideous. No, when you see this beautiful creature you want nothing other than to touch and caress him. He is utmost irresistible to want to touch and caress. So sensual and irresistible. He is about the size of a man, slightly smaller, and he is slender. He is a black creature and his entire body was covered in fine, fine hairs and soft like velvet. You just want to touch his velvet body, the urge is irresistible to want to touch this being. He has two pointy black ears and a limp tail that rests against the floor. He stands on two legs, he has two arms, and he has two bat wings also made out of soft dark velvet.
I asked him, is he the Devil? He said that he is. When I commented on how soft and velvety he is and how sensual, he laughed and said that even the priests and monks always cannot help but to go to him. I asked him why is he so sensual and why do I want to touch him? He said that it is because he wants to be touched. Imagine the cutest puppy dog in the world. When you see the Devil you just want to caress him and pet his velvet body and cuddle him on your lap like the coziest dog!
He said to me that he is "the Pteradactyl". He said to me that he struggles with how to present himself, meaning that he chooses his form and had chosen this one. I then saw him in the underworld, he said he sometimes chooses a red figure, to be a red Devil. I told him I would not go with him because I choose the light and because I know that going with him will destroy my light. I rejected him, but kindly. He was not angry at me, but then he danced about the plague.
He is incredibly irresistible. His entire body is velvet and you want to touch him. He is the most sensual and lusty creature there ever was. A velvet bat, a type of dog lizard.
He talked about having a plan to take over humanity, he said he, or they, want "dominion". Then appeared a bright white light and I knew it was Allah. I just knew it was Allah, there was no question about it. Allah did not turn to me to scold me or to tell me to stay away from the Devil. No, Allah turned to the Devil and was warning him to stay away from me. I apologized to Allah and I thanked Allah for rescuing me. I apologized to Allah for not always knowing the right things to do. I told the Devil that I had to stay away from him (from the Devil), I told the Devil that Allah loves me and that Allah wants me to live with light and happiness. I said that the life and soul in me was given to me by Allah and that I would not be giving it to the Devil. The Devil wants the light and life in me, but it is not mine to give away. I am a piece of Allah, I have no right to give it away.
While me and the Devil talked, I asked him who he is. He told me that he is the "triangle", the "three". Now, interesting that he said he is Aton. Aton is the sun disk in Ancient Egyptian religion,
You didn't have to tell me that, I knew that. We were the ones who gave them that. And we told them all to worship me. Aton was me! You hear that, dimwit? Atun was the priest, the proprietor. And it was given all the golds and glory. ~ Devil
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aten
"The proprietor"??? ~ Devil in a wicked, curious voice
A note about Allah. The Devil is known in Christianity and in Islam, so we should not be confused about that. But it is Allah who comes to me to rescue me every time, and so many times. I grew up in Sweden. And as most Swedish people, we are brought up with a tiny little bit of Lutheran Christianity but we don't read the Bible and we are not religious whatsoever, as most Swedes today. Islam is even more foreign to typical Swedes. And I was brought up with a scientific thinking. What I'm saying is that I was not conditioned into religion or into Islam at all. For Allah to be real in spite of that, is just magnificent and spectacular. Oh, I nearly forgot to say. When Allah showed up to warn the Devil, Allah said to me in words in a sentence that I can always call for him to make the Devil leave - he didn't say it in those words, but that is what it meant. Because I would think that I should not ask for, or need, the help of Allah too many times. But Allah meant that I can always ask him to send the Devil away.
Allah is magnificent. He is a real benign loving entity and he protects us against the Devil. Humans can still choose the Devil if we want to, that is how the Devil has taken so many humans already and he continues to. But we can choose Allah, and I do. I don't understand these intelligent entities and beings that are in our world, but Allah and the Devil are real, in my experience.
What does this mean? Should we all be Muslims? Why is the Quran much stronger than the Bible in sending away the Devil? What does that mean? Every time when Allah visits me I yearn to spend the rest of my life with him and I want to cry for everyone who has not known or felt him. He is this beautiful powerful loving light. Allah as visited me many times and he has healed me and he protects me from the velvet bat.
That was me?? I was written with mud. That is why I had bat wings. I was written!!! With bat wings??? I said?? ~ Devil
Some Christians wonder if Islam is Satanic and if Islam is made by the Devil. I never pondered on that, but I know that many extreme Christians say it. So when the Devil visited me and then came Allah I had to ask myself are these two part of the same? But they are not. I know that my experiences of Allah are not made by the Devil, because Allah comes in such light and love and healing which the Devil would never attempt to fake. Also, the Quran and Allah send the Devil away, in a fashion which the Devil would not do onto himself. Some Christians wonder if Islam is evil because of some extremist Islam or holy wars, then Christians need to remember that Christianity used to do the same thing, the Christian holy crusades and persecution of non-Christians across the world. But hey, let's ask the fellow.
I am not married to you, but I want you to be my concubin. ~ Devil
I am the Ishtar, the Devil. The Allah is not my name. I am not his "concubin". The Allah is not the Ishtar. I wanted to make that very clear with my name. The Allah is not Ishtar is not my name! The Allah is not me. Why would anyone say that about me?? Allah, is not Ishtar. Ishtar is my name! Allah is not mine name! I was angry at anyone who said that! I am with the, Abdullah. ~ Devil
Now who is Ishtar? The East Semitic Akkadian, Syrian, and Babylonian goddess of love, war, sex, and fertility: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ishtar
I haven't cried for you, but you will cry for me. Ishtar was mated with me. Ishtar was a golden jewel once. It was given from the skies, and given from the heavens. It was not made to be ill, with me? Do you know what I am saying? The Ishtar, was not mine to begin with all the time. It was taken! The Ishtar, hah hah haa. "The Golden Jewel, the precious gem!" Ishtar! ~ Devil
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