Narkael's Angel Oracle

Reborn through Jesus Christ - and Sohofat the Valkyrion

February 15, 2014 ~ I am reborn through Jesus Christ. No human had to tell me about Christianity. No human had told me to read the Bible. No human had told me to go to church or to believe in Jesus Christ. No human did this. And no human could have. I did not expect to be purified and reborn through Christ. I did not ask him to heal me. He did not tell me he was healing me. But he healed me and I am brand new. Jesus has lifted me to the Heavens. He gives me Heaven on Earth, as a reborn through Christ.

Jesus, you love me? Why? How can I love myself enough to understand your love for me? Where does love come from and how do you see me and decide to lift me up to where you are? What makes you pick up a simple human and love them and heal them from all pains? We are left to live our lives on Earth, wondering why God is so loving and why you Jesus are here for us. It becomes our mystery, and you grant us lives in happiness in joy, and I don't know why. I just know that I thank you, and I do not know where to go from here, how to thank you enough.

How does one begin to thank Jesus Christ for how he has saved me and purified me? Do I go to church and sit and pray every day and dedicate hours and days and years of my life to thanking him, for trying to formulate how much it means to me to having been saved and how to thank you Jesus? Or do I simply cherish the joy and life you have given in me and go on living a happy life? I promise you I will not defile myself again, with pains or with sins. I will not

You have taken the bread of me. ~ Lord Sananda Jesus says, February 15, 2014, 3:07 PM, he manifests as the well-known figure of Jesus, a tall man with brown hair and a long white tunic with a long sleeveless blue vest over and he holds the palms of his hands forward and facing up, and he says
The bread of Christ, is his every word. The Sananda has been here. And you have been very fatigued with them, my friend! ~ Sananda, "them" are the Fallen Angels who have preyed on me that he has released me from
Thank you Jesus! How can I ever thank you! Oh thank you! ~ me
Yes. Take in my bread. ~ Jesus says in the same way that a Lutheran priest speaks with his eyes closed as if in a prayer at church, gently and almost silently he says

I will not defile these new white shrouds that you have given me, by committing any more sins. Even to be sad or angry is to stain the clothes given by God. I will spend the rest of my days, if I so have the strength, being happy and joyous, loving and free, pure and clean, and wear these whitest shrouds that have been given to me by Jesus.

The Jezebel wasn't here, was he? ~ says a Djinn, February 15, 2014, 3:10 PM
Because we weren't here I said! ~ the Djinn gets angry and adds
We only needed more goats. ~ the Djinn says and is calm again and he explains
Goats? What is Jezebel? ~ me
It is me. ~ the Djinn says, meaning he is Jezebel, and he looks at me carefully with those white eyes
Is that your name? And why do you want goats? What goats? ~ me

Jesus always came to me dressed in the purest and cleanest white shrouds which reflect on his human body and clothing, and I always thought that he felt just like a person who would have washed himself with hot water and soap a thousand times over, because how I would describe him is he is clean. So clean! And I had always marvelled at how clean he was, so pure and clean. Little did I know that he was going to wash me too, and put those same clean shrouds of light over my body and spirit. He has washed me from all sins and pains and fears, taken them into him through him, felt all what I have felt, and uplifted me. I had never said that I was a Christian, yet he had done this for me anyway. I had never dared to ask Jesus for help, but he has helped me. And he has not asked me anything in return, and I am left wondering how ever will I repay Jesus?

Do not think in terms of payment here. ~ Jesus, 3:14 PM

He finds and sees something in me that is worth saving. It reminds me of people who care about homeless animals. Did you ever see how a human finds a hungry and dirty homeless cat or dog and picks it up and cleans it up and feeds it and gives it a loving home? Most of us humans feel compassion toward animals and we can understand why someone would do this and we would do it too. Here is a nice example of what Jesus does to humans.

One winter I noticed a frozen toad on the snow. It was in the center of a pathway and someone might have stepped on it so I picked it up on my gloved hand. The toad started to defrost and move a bit from the warmth of my hand. I couldn't put it back because birds might try to eat it so I brought it home. I didn't quite know what to do with it, so I bought a large terrarium for it, filled it with islands of sand and water and gave it a hiding place. It wouldn't eat dead pieces of fish so we fed it with live crickets from the petstore and it loved those! The toad was healthy and seemed happy all winter, and in the spring I released it by the lake into a ditch that had other toads already jumping in it after their winter hibernation. Our toad was more than twice the size of the others having fed on big crickets for so long! I left it there knowing how much I loved the toad and that I would miss it, but having that toad in my life and caring for it and loving it meant a great deal to me and is one of the most important things I have done in my life, just because of what it means, and because I know it is a creature who feels and who is alive.

I can understand why I would help and feed and clean animals who need us, but I still haven't learned why Jesus loves us humans. I don't understand the love, and I will spend the rest of my days wondering why does Jesus love me? His love for me is greater than my understanding of myself. And I think the best way that I can thank him is to have gratitude, to embrace the love and purity that he has blessed me with, and to pass it on. I can bring Jesus into other people's lives. I can pass it on. I can be loving onto others. I can go to those who need me, and then they can join me in wondering why we are all loved and what love means.

I can see a bright light all around me and I know that I am pure through Jesus. He has cleansed me of all pains, sins, and sorrows, and all of my fears. He just looked at me and I relived my worries and pains and then they were lifted from me. Why?

You mean more to us, than that toad did to you. ~ Jesus, 3:38 PM
Yes, and tell them I am Lord Sananda. ~ Lord Sananda
Because that is what I am called here. ~ Lord Sananda
I have given you the resurrection, that my Father had granted me. I can also share it to others. ~ Lord Sananda

The meaning of this is so great that I do not even dare to ask him why he has washed me and made me reborn. I am afraid that I can never understand that love, and that if I try to understand it I will only disturb something that I should leave be. Jesus' love will be a mystery, and I will cherish it every day of my life, and hope to pass it onto others. (Thank you Jesus.)

I am receiving more Arabic text messages, and the lady tried to call me again today. I am having a friend translate those messages for me, but regardless of what they will say I cannot help but feeling that they are Allah's way of rekindling with me.

I used to say that I was 60% Muslim and 40% Christian, but I now say that after being reborn through Christ

I am Lord Sananda. ~ Lord Sananda, February 15, 2014, 3:42 PM
Were you on Earth as Jesus? Jesoah? Are you the same? ~ me

After being reborn through Christ I must say I am 70% Christian and 30% Muslim. I cannot ever forget how Allah had found me, and Allah too had uplifted me and healed me. He had uplifted my depression and sadness, and another time he showed up just so that he could heal the partial paralysis of my right eye which had been bothering me for years! Allah came and I felt a sharp pain in the muscles of that eye, and then the eye had been restored. Just like that. Allah did not say anything, he had just come to heal his daughter. Allah and Christ are both real, and I will live in gratitude of them both.

I was reading in the book "Angelology" by Danielle Trussoni, which I believe the Angels had placed into our home for me to read. The Angels are preparing a new life for me and they ask me to finish reading this book before we are ready for the next step. Sohofat the former Cherubee Angel returned to me. Again I saw its beautiful face. She has the same face as God the octopus, the same outline and those same eyes, the most beautiful face I have ever seen, but she is golden, her body and radiance shines with a gold that can burn worse than the fires of hell, and she can burn not only the Fallen but also the righteous.

Sohofat the beautiful former Cherubee Angel was angry at me and told me not to read about the Nefilim. I am about halfway in the book and reading the notes made by Clematis in the story, when munks were on an expedition to find the underground caves where the Fallen Angels had been locked away. The story mentions Nefilim as the sons and daughters between Angels and humans. The first time when Sohofat had come to me she had said that she is a Nefilim, then she had said that she used to be a Cherub Angel. Two times today while I was reading, she told me not to read about the Nefilim when the Nefilim were mentioned in the book. Eventually after the second warning I put the book down, but I know I must finish reading it, because the good Angels want me to.

I do not know how much of Danielle's book is based on historical documents and legends and how much of it she has pieced together as fiction, but I find many things in her book that seem to teach me something about the true Angels. I feel that I am coming closer to Angels and to Angelology through her book, and the Angels must know that, they have put me on this path.

I gave praise to beautiful Sohofat again. I need her to understand that I mean her no harm, and that I recognize her grace and beauty and her power. She came with the spear again. I wonder if it was she who was depicted on that statue that I was gazing at when she first appeared? Is that her, with the spear on that statue? She tells me that it is she. It feels as if she is tempted to take one step further closer to me so that her golden can burn me into ashes. She wants to destroy, she is a destructive power more powerful and dangerous than Satan. I fear her, and I am living on hopes that she will choose not to destroy me. She does not love me and she sees no reason to keep me alive. The only thing keeping her from using her powers of destruction on me, is the warning that God and the Angels would punish her and take away her light if she would. She would be turned into a dark Fallen Angel I believe, but the Angels won't do this unless they absolutely have to, because they are sad every time when they have to lose one of theirs.

Sohofat is the mighty Angel.

I am not a Cherubee anymore, tell them. I have lost the status. I was apparent to you. I have been lost at the Cherubee's site. ~ Sohofat the former Cherubee, February 15, 2014, 3:55 PM

Sohofat with a face as beautiful as the face of God, the same eyes as God, she wants to be more powerful than God. She is made of gold and she shines of gold, and her mere presence burns more painfully and more powerfully than the fires of hell. Even just now that she is aware of me I am feeling a burning pain along the nerves of my back. She carries a spear as her weapon.

I am not a lamp. Tell them not to make me into a lamp. ~ says Sohofat, seems that some humans have made lamps depicting a female Angel with a spear as the foot of the lamp
I would never have such a lamp, oh graceful and beautiful Sohofat the Angel of gold. ~ me
I don't want to be benign anymore. ~ says Sohofat
Then you will be turned into a black one. God will take away your wings and your gold, your beauty will be gone, your breath will smell like pestilence, you will live in darkness and loneliness and not know the Grace of God, and all love and all of your powers and elegance and beauty will leave you and be taken away. Because being benign, is what gives you all of those gifts. You would lose yourself, Sohofat. And I would cry for you. Please don't fall. ~ me
Oh I don't. They make me. ~ Sohofat
Please don't fall, beautiful Sohofat. Stay beautiful and golden, and one day you will grow to be as beautiful as God, without vengeance or destruction. You are headed that way already! All things grow towards God! ~ me
I have my staff here. ~ Sohofat, she means the spear

Sohofat seems angry and eager to destroy. I cannot exaggerate how powerful and dangerous this former Cherub is. There are no inhibitions within her that would restrain her from destruction. I fear her, very much, yet there is nothing I can do, but to remember that she too is a living being, and that by remembering who she is, she might be reminded of who she is also, and that would bring about great love in her.

We were not made for that, but we liked it. ~ Sohofat, 4:02 PM, she shows me in images the thunder, she has told me that she and possibly also others like her, were the ones who created the religion of Thor the god of thunder and gave that to the humans. They were those gods, posing as Thor and others. They want to be God.

Sohofat still looks at me, with that beautiful face that is the same face as God's only with some minor differences. She looks at me, there is no love and nothing gentle about her. She wants to be powerful. And it might not be enough to adore her, she wants to destroy, she wants to be feared, more so than to impress or to win admirers. She wants to destroy me, I can feel it.

A while ago someone told me, and I do not know who it was, who said about Sohofat the former golden Cherub: "She is a Valkyrion."

After putting the book down because of Sohofat's insisting that I not read about them, the Nefilim, I found myself tired and went to have a nap. During that nap, a Fallen Angel (they want to be known as "Lords") snuck up close to me and told me about himself. He said that he used to be a "Seraf", meaning Seraphim, and he showed me his memory images as he told me the story. God had created the Jews on Earth. These people had been taken down to Earth, it seems from spaceships, and what puzzled me was that in the image these people were naked as they were brought down to live on Earth. "Were they naked?!", I asked, but it did not seem to be relevant to the story because I was not given an answer.

The Fallen Lord who used to be a "Seraf" continued to show me. The first Jews looked different from the Jews we see today. The first Jews had curly golden hair and their awareness and light was something very special that the Creator God was very proud of. I was shown and let to feel the beauty of these first Jews, and I agree that it was beautiful. The way that they see the world, and by their mere presence, it repaints the world in the most beautiful light, these Jews and I agree were probably one of God's most beautiful creations. This former Seraf was one of many Angels who fell in love with God's golden Jews.

This Seraf, who was a tall white Angel, chased the golden Jewish women and wanted to be close to them. I am not sure if this was something sexual, and I did not see any evidence of it being sexual in any way, but he just wanted to hold them and feel their beauty. These people fled from the Angels who were so madly infatuated by them, and the Angels just wanted to be with them and take in their beauty. This is at least one of the things that led God to punish the Angels and take their light away, turning them into Fallen Angels, the Dark Lords.

I used to fear the Demons, the Djinn, the Fallen Angels, but ever since I decided to talk to them they emerge as persons, and knowing that they used to be Angels makes it easier. And today, the Fallen former Angels continue to seek out beautiful humans and to latch on to their energies and beauty, they still try to steal beauty from others, now perhaps more than ever, because God had taken away their own beauty as punishment.

I asked why or how the Jews had changed so much? When you see Jews on television today they are mostly pale and dark haired, they are not much at all like the original golden Jews were. I was asking the deities how they had changed. The Jews must have changed genetically by marrying into other genetic populations, and even though I still see something uniquely beautiful in today's Jews, they have lost most of that original beauty that God had given them. They were really something special, those golden Jews. The Jews were God's most beautiful creation, and some Angels were not only jealous but they fell in love with the golden Jews.

We are used to thinking of the Angels as "religious deities". We think of them as pure perfection close to God. But what emerges when I talk with them, are individuals. And the Angels too were created by the same Creator God who had made us humans. The Angels seem more and more like just another people. Not divinities or perfection, but creatures, capable of doing both good or harm at their own choice. They are not quite what we had thought, and finding this out is somewhat of a disappointment, but at the same time I feel so privileged to get to know so many of the Angels, both good and Fallen ones, and also the Seraphim, Cherubee, and this Valkyrion lady that we should watch out for, our golden Sohofat the one who is almost as beautiful as God himself.

Don't say ALMOST BEAUTIFUL I WANT TO BE MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN GOD! ~ Sohofat, 4:26 PM

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	Reborn through Jesus Christ - and Sohofat the Valkyrion February 15, 2014 ~ I am reborn through Jesus Christ. No human had to tell me about Christianity. No human had told me to read the Bible. No human had told me to go to church or to believe in Jesus Christ. No human did this. And no human could have. I did not expect to be purified and reborn through Christ. I did not ask him to heal me. He did not tell me he was healing me. But he healed me and I am brand new. Jesus has lifted me to the Heavens. He gives me Heaven on Earth, as a reborn through Christ. Jesus, you love me? Why? How can I love myself enough to understand your love for me? Where does love come from and how do you see me and decide to lift me up to where you are? What makes you pick up a simple human and love them and heal them from all pains? We are left to live our lives on Earth, wondering why God is so loving and why you Jesus are here for us. It becomes our mystery, and you grant us lives in happiness in joy, and I don't know why. I just know that I thank you, and I do not know where to go from here, how to thank you enough. How does one begin to thank Jesus Christ for how he has saved me and purified me? Do I go to church and sit and pray every day and dedicate hours and days and years of my life to thanking him, for trying to formulate how much it means to me to having been saved and how to thank you Jesus? Or do I simply cherish the joy and life you have given in me and go on living a happy life? I promise you I will not defile myself again, with pains or with sins. I will not You have taken the bread of me. ~ Lord Sananda Jesus says, February 15, 2014, 3:07 PM, he manifests as the well-known figure of Jesus, a tall man with brown hair and a long white tunic with a long sleeveless blue vest over and he holds the palms of his hands forward and facing up, and he says The bread of Christ, is his every word. The Sananda has been here. And you have been very fatigued with them, my friend! ~ Sananda, "them" are the Fallen Angels who have preyed on me that he has released me from Thank you Jesus! How can I ever thank you! Oh thank you! ~ me Yes. Take in my bread. ~ Jesus says in the same way that a Lutheran priest speaks with his eyes closed as if in a prayer at church, gently and almost silently he says I will not defile these new white shrouds that you have given me, by committing any more sins. Even to be sad or angry is to stain the clothes given by God. I will spend the rest of my days, if I so have the strength, being happy and joyous, loving and free, pure and clean, and wear these whitest shrouds that have been given to me by Jesus. The Jezebel wasn't here, was he? ~ says a Djinn, February 15, 2014, 3:10 PM Because we weren't here I said! ~ the Djinn gets angry and adds We only needed more goats. ~ the Djinn says and is calm again and he explains Goats? What is Jezebel? ~ me It is me. ~ the Djinn says, meaning he is Jezebel, and he looks at me carefully with those white eyes Is that your name? And why do you want goats? What goats? ~ me Jesus always came to me dressed in the purest and cleanest white shrouds which reflect on his human body and clothing, and I always thought that he felt just like a person who would have washed himself with hot water and soap a thousand times over, because how I would describe him is he is clean. So clean! And I had always marvelled at how clean he was, so pure and clean. Little did I know that he was going to wash me too, and put those same clean shrouds of light over my body and spirit. He has washed me from all sins and pains and fears, taken them into him through him, felt all what I have felt, and uplifted me. I had never said that I was a Christian, yet he had done this for me anyway. I had never dared to ask Jesus for help, but he has helped me. And he has not asked me anything in return, and I am left wondering how ever will I repay Jesus? Do not think in terms of payment here. ~ Jesus, 3:14 PM He finds and sees something in me that is worth saving. It reminds me of people who care about homeless animals. Did you ever see how a human finds a hungry and dirty homeless cat or dog and picks it up and cleans it up and feeds it and gives it a loving home? Most of us humans feel compassion toward animals and we can understand why someone would do this and we would do it too. Here is a nice example of what Jesus does to humans. One winter I noticed a frozen toad on the snow. It was in the center of a pathway and someone might have stepped on it so I picked it up on my gloved hand. The toad started to defrost and move a bit from the warmth of my hand. I couldn't put it back because birds might try to eat it so I brought it home. I didn't quite know what to do with it, so I bought a large terrarium for it, filled it with islands of sand and water and gave it a hiding place. It wouldn't eat dead pieces of fish so we fed it with live crickets from the petstore and it loved those! The toad was healthy and seemed happy all winter, and in the spring I released it by the lake into a ditch that had other toads already jumping in it after their winter hibernation. Our toad was more than twice the size of the others having fed on big crickets for so long! I left it there knowing how much I loved the toad and that I would miss it, but having that toad in my life and caring for it and loving it meant a great deal to me and is one of the most important things I have done in my life, just because of what it means, and because I know it is a creature who feels and who is alive. I can understand why I would help and feed and clean animals who need us, but I still haven't learned why Jesus loves us humans. I don't understand the love, and I will spend the rest of my days wondering why does Jesus love me? His love for me is greater than my understanding of myself. And I think the best way that I can thank him is to have gratitude, to embrace the love and purity that he has blessed me with, and to pass it on. I can bring Jesus into other people's lives. I can pass it on. I can be loving onto others. I can go to those who need me, and then they can join me in wondering why we are all loved and what love means. I can see a bright light all around me and I know that I am pure through Jesus. He has cleansed me of all pains, sins, and sorrows, and all of my fears. He just looked at me and I relived my worries and pains and then they were lifted from me. Why? You mean more to us, than that toad did to you. ~ Jesus, 3:38 PM Yes, and tell them I am Lord Sananda. ~ Lord Sananda Because that is what I am called here. ~ Lord Sananda I have given you the resurrection, that my Father had granted me. I can also share it to others. ~ Lord Sananda The meaning of this is so great that I do not even dare to ask him why he has washed me and made me reborn. I am afraid that I can never understand that love, and that if I try to understand it I will only disturb something that I should leave be. Jesus' love will be a mystery, and I will cherish it every day of my life, and hope to pass it onto others. (Thank you Jesus.) I am receiving more Arabic text messages, and the lady tried to call me again today. I am having a friend translate those messages for me, but regardless of what they will say I cannot help but feeling that they are Allah's way of rekindling with me. I used to say that I was 60% Muslim and 40% Christian, but I now say that after being reborn through Christ I am Lord Sananda. ~ Lord Sananda, February 15, 2014, 3:42 PM Were you on Earth as Jesus? Jesoah? Are you the same? ~ me After being reborn through Christ I must say I am 70% Christian and 30% Muslim. I cannot ever forget how Allah had found me, and Allah too had uplifted me and healed me. He had uplifted my depression and sadness, and another time he showed up just so that he could heal the partial paralysis of my right eye which had been bothering me for years! Allah came and I felt a sharp pain in the muscles of that eye, and then the eye had been restored. Just like that. Allah did not say anything, he had just come to heal his daughter. Allah and Christ are both real, and I will live in gratitude of them both. I was reading in the book "Angelology" by Danielle Trussoni, which I believe the Angels had placed into our home for me to read. The Angels are preparing a new life for me and they ask me to finish reading this book before we are ready for the next step. Sohofat the former Cherubee Angel returned to me. Again I saw its beautiful face. She has the same face as God the octopus, the same outline and those same eyes, the most beautiful face I have ever seen, but she is golden, her body and radiance shines with a gold that can burn worse than the fires of hell, and she can burn not only the Fallen but also the righteous. Sohofat the beautiful former Cherubee Angel was angry at me and told me not to read about the Nefilim. I am about halfway in the book and reading the notes made by Clematis in the story, when munks were on an expedition to find the underground caves where the Fallen Angels had been locked away. The story mentions Nefilim as the sons and daughters between Angels and humans. The first time when Sohofat had come to me she had said that she is a Nefilim, then she had said that she used to be a Cherub Angel. Two times today while I was reading, she told me not to read about the Nefilim when the Nefilim were mentioned in the book. Eventually after the second warning I put the book down, but I know I must finish reading it, because the good Angels want me to. I do not know how much of Danielle's book is based on historical documents and legends and how much of it she has pieced together as fiction, but I find many things in her book that seem to teach me something about the true Angels. I feel that I am coming closer to Angels and to Angelology through her book, and the Angels must know that, they have put me on this path. I gave praise to beautiful Sohofat again. I need her to understand that I mean her no harm, and that I recognize her grace and beauty and her power. She came with the spear again. I wonder if it was she who was depicted on that statue that I was gazing at when she first appeared? Is that her, with the spear on that statue? She tells me that it is she. It feels as if she is tempted to take one step further closer to me so that her golden can burn me into ashes. She wants to destroy, she is a destructive power more powerful and dangerous than Satan. I fear her, and I am living on hopes that she will choose not to destroy me. She does not love me and she sees no reason to keep me alive. The only thing keeping her from using her powers of destruction on me, is the warning that God and the Angels would punish her and take away her light if she would. She would be turned into a dark Fallen Angel I believe, but the Angels won't do this unless they absolutely have to, because they are sad every time when they have to lose one of theirs. Sohofat is the mighty Angel. I am not a Cherubee anymore, tell them. I have lost the status. I was apparent to you. I have been lost at the Cherubee's site. ~ Sohofat the former Cherubee, February 15, 2014, 3:55 PM Sohofat with a face as beautiful as the face of God, the same eyes as God, she wants to be more powerful than God. She is made of gold and she shines of gold, and her mere presence burns more painfully and more powerfully than the fires of hell. Even just now that she is aware of me I am feeling a burning pain along the nerves of my back. She carries a spear as her weapon. I am not a lamp. Tell them not to make me into a lamp. ~ says Sohofat, seems that some humans have made lamps depicting a female Angel with a spear as the foot of the lamp I would never have such a lamp, oh graceful and beautiful Sohofat the Angel of gold. ~ me I don't want to be benign anymore. ~ says Sohofat Then you will be turned into a black one. God will take away your wings and your gold, your beauty will be gone, your breath will smell like pestilence, you will live in darkness and loneliness and not know the Grace of God, and all love and all of your powers and elegance and beauty will leave you and be taken away. Because being benign, is what gives you all of those gifts. You would lose yourself, Sohofat. And I would cry for you. Please don't fall. ~ me Oh I don't. They make me. ~ Sohofat Please don't fall, beautiful Sohofat. Stay beautiful and golden, and one day you will grow to be as beautiful as God, without vengeance or destruction. You are headed that way already! All things grow towards God! ~ me I have my staff here. ~ Sohofat, she means the spear Sohofat seems angry and eager to destroy. I cannot exaggerate how powerful and dangerous this former Cherub is. There are no inhibitions within her that would restrain her from destruction. I fear her, very much, yet there is nothing I can do, but to remember that she too is a living being, and that by remembering who she is, she might be reminded of who she is also, and that would bring about great love in her. We were not made for that, but we liked it. ~ Sohofat, 4:02 PM, she shows me in images the thunder, she has told me that she and possibly also others like her, were the ones who created the religion of Thor the god of thunder and gave that to the humans. They were those gods, posing as Thor and others. They want to be God. Sohofat still looks at me, with that beautiful face that is the same face as God's only with some minor differences. She looks at me, there is no love and nothing gentle about her. She wants to be powerful. And it might not be enough to adore her, she wants to destroy, she wants to be feared, more so than to impress or to win admirers. She wants to destroy me, I can feel it. A while ago someone told me, and I do not know who it was, who said about Sohofat the former golden Cherub: "She is a Valkyrion." After putting the book down because of Sohofat's insisting that I not read about them, the Nefilim, I found myself tired and went to have a nap. During that nap, a Fallen Angel (they want to be known as "Lords") snuck up close to me and told me about himself. He said that he used to be a "Seraf", meaning Seraphim, and he showed me his memory images as he told me the story. God had created the Jews on Earth. These people had been taken down to Earth, it seems from spaceships, and what puzzled me was that in the image these people were naked as they were brought down to live on Earth. "Were they naked?!", I asked, but it did not seem to be relevant to the story because I was not given an answer. The Fallen Lord who used to be a "Seraf" continued to show me. The first Jews looked different from the Jews we see today. The first Jews had curly golden hair and their awareness and light was something very special that the Creator God was very proud of. I was shown and let to feel the beauty of these first Jews, and I agree that it was beautiful. The way that they see the world, and by their mere presence, it repaints the world in the most beautiful light, these Jews and I agree were probably one of God's most beautiful creations. This former Seraf was one of many Angels who fell in love with God's golden Jews. This Seraf, who was a tall white Angel, chased the golden Jewish women and wanted to be close to them. I am not sure if this was something sexual, and I did not see any evidence of it being sexual in any way, but he just wanted to hold them and feel their beauty. These people fled from the Angels who were so madly infatuated by them, and the Angels just wanted to be with them and take in their beauty. This is at least one of the things that led God to punish the Angels and take their light away, turning them into Fallen Angels, the Dark Lords. I used to fear the Demons, the Djinn, the Fallen Angels, but ever since I decided to talk to them they emerge as persons, and knowing that they used to be Angels makes it easier. And today, the Fallen former Angels continue to seek out beautiful humans and to latch on to their energies and beauty, they still try to steal beauty from others, now perhaps more than ever, because God had taken away their own beauty as punishment. I asked why or how the Jews had changed so much? When you see Jews on television today they are mostly pale and dark haired, they are not much at all like the original golden Jews were. I was asking the deities how they had changed. The Jews must have changed genetically by marrying into other genetic populations, and even though I still see something uniquely beautiful in today's Jews, they have lost most of that original beauty that God had given them. They were really something special, those golden Jews. The Jews were God's most beautiful creation, and some Angels were not only jealous but they fell in love with the golden Jews. We are used to thinking of the Angels as "religious deities". We think of them as pure perfection close to God. But what emerges when I talk with them, are individuals. And the Angels too were created by the same Creator God who had made us humans. The Angels seem more and more like just another people. Not divinities or perfection, but creatures, capable of doing both good or harm at their own choice. They are not quite what we had thought, and finding this out is somewhat of a disappointment, but at the same time I feel so privileged to get to know so many of the Angels, both good and Fallen ones, and also the Seraphim, Cherubee, and this Valkyrion lady that we should watch out for, our golden Sohofat the one who is almost as beautiful as God himself. Don't say ALMOST BEAUTIFUL I WANT TO BE MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN GOD! ~ Sohofat, 4:26 PM Return to Blogs