the Manifester Blog

“And the angel carried me away in the spirit to a great and high mountain and showed me the City of God” (compare Revelation 21:10 KJV paraphrased). “Then I saw the glory of God”, by John, the Revelator (compare Revelation 21:11 KJV paraphrased). 

Legend? Mythology? Phenomena? Incantation? Illumination? Trancendence?Phototranslation? Theophany? Ascended consciousness? Or………falsehood?

Let anybody express the exceptional or the spiritual supersedence, and a whole contingency of disclaimers will arise.

There are some people so full of the flesh they live, that any new revelation, other than the common grade reiterations of their tread-mill tradition, strains their acceptance of spiritual advances.

For this reason, Jesus was rejected by large numbers of persons.  As well, for this reason, many of the disciples and apostles were rejected by tradition.

When a true revelator comes along, at least listen and pray.  It could be a thousand years or more before another revelator of kind is sent. 

I pray for the many people who need to understand and remember that physical life is only a portion of the story of life.  If you are one of those people who think…once you die it’s all over, then, you have no future, no hope after death, and you have already built your own casket.

Please understand, the spirit world is vast - both in this universe and in the First Domain (Heaven of heavens).  The First Domain is a holy continuous, transforming region of pure God Love energy.  To truly believe everything the Bible says, without making everything a metaphor, needs spiritual insight.  

Own a little humiliation; step aside from your pride and stop your mind from feeding you the rehash of the same old stuff that ”God doesn’t do modern day revelation”.  You’ve heard this kind of teaching for so many years, and at times it is stuck on “play” in the record of your mind.   Consider that these forbidden insights are in stuck position and, as such, have become a menace to your future gains for spiritual revelation.

Is it not your time to become ennobled with virtues that belong to spiritual treks to the mountain tops of new visions.  Is it not your time for opening your mind to the above City of God, and to experience the glories of God with your own destiny?

Why should you not be privy to the oracles and aspirations being released at this time?   Why should you be left out to stand with the enfeebled minds who fear the mysteries of God because of religious fears planted in their minds and because they have not the perfect Love that casts out all fear.

In your connection to the Manifest teachings, there is no church to join; you can continue your present fellowship according to your choice.  There is no pledge to make, no condemnation of churches or people. We do not charge for these meetings, although a free will offering may be taken to cover expenses. 

We serve Jesus Christ our Lord: I want to share with you my experiences which are real and true, and I the Manifester desire all praise to go to Christ my Lord who has appeared to me twice.    

A magnificent and graceful learning and experiencing opportunity beckons…. whosoever  has ears, let your hearing guide you.  The evidence of Faith and Love are your signs.

Without an epiphany, the Book of Revelation would not have been written and as well many other Bible-featured events.  It is such words and stories, that rise above the common ground of Earth life, which give faith and reveal that our God of Gods above Loves us.   

The Manifester Yada

www.themanifester.com

Responder for the Manifester: lee.jerry.o@gmail.com or manifesteryada@gmail.com

See the Manifest Chronicles book: Hardback Paperback

So comes the truth not tinged, not colored, not prejudiced.  Some persons will ask: From whence comes this conductivity? Then I will answer:  One day there came a mighty quickening  glory that filled my whole life I was living.  The heavens opened and the Earth withdrew its secrets.   Therefore, the molecules of by body broke out in the zooms of Amtricity.  My mind opened to a pour from on High.

A call to be free of all things that belong to misery,,,,,  a call to an empowered optimism that is a living faith,,,,,  the drag of human life injected with a vision that sees beyond its self,,,,,  a door opened to a thousand doors minted in pearlings of angelic faces whose faces lit every kind of darkness to a seamless Light.

Then rained the former and latter rain of insights called “Sensations”, which rain caused every ground of life it touched to become holy and innocent of sin.  And there were ten days of holy revelation called ten ”Sensations”, that when the book opened to them, the Seven Thunders and the Seven Spirits of God stood and applauded.

The factionings of God’s holy writs have grown like giants standing on a parched field of corn.   Can these bones live?  Yes, they can; go and prophesy it so!   In the whirlings of the God-winds, every second I felt on the verge of going up.  But the call held me; for the harvest is great, and Love was the only salvation of caring that could allow a spirit-to-spirit touch not bias to a single soul.

O Rendezvous with Destiny, do you not call?  Whose hands are these that heal the sick?  Whose hands are these the multitudes need to rise, that every “Red Sea” be opened for crossing to the new land.  If Jesus is not the Christ, then there is no Christ, nor is there a God.  I open my arms to Him; I love Him, and I kiss the ground upon which He walks. 

The Bible says:  God called His Son out of Egypt…. Ah the mysteries in this land not yet unfolded:  the altars of E’d, the books written, the monuments and the interpretation of their signs.  O Whirlpool of Drain, come not near me; for your greatest draw has no power to rob my heart and mind of these unfolds.  

The “Tenth Sensation”,  “Forbidden Memories”,  was an arrow I was called to fling into a compass of the Earth in order that long-sealed silences would speak and oracles would at last be set free!     

Of all the places on Earth, I the Manifester, have chosen “Roseville, California” for the launching pad to fling “The Tenth Holy Sensation” arrow.  Whether but a handfull of persons or a greater number come, I will be satisfied for this moment in the twinkles of time.

Until Then!

The Manifester Yada

www.themanifester.com

Responder for the Manifester: lee.jerry.o@gmail.com or manifesteryada@gmail.com

See the Manifest Chronicles book: Hardback Paperback

In the open air temple of God, there are no restrains, no walls, no limits.  In the Love of God, beyond the mortal, it is spiritually possible to love in ecstasy. 

Our Souls, being in a spiritual form of God and being attached to God,  never leave the First Domain (the Heaven of heavens).  And to this moment, all we former Ophannims still have our spirit-Souls at the side of God.  It is so important to know this and to do all that is possible to never lose our Souls.  Yet our spirit, which is quite different from our Souls, abides with us in our physical body-soul as the angel of our presence. 

When we were Ophannims, before our fall as failed messengers, we went out of the First Domain on creation missions to the universe.  There we took on bodies made of terrestrial substance, and the signal of our Souls from the First Domain stayed addressed to our spirits wherever we went; and even in our fallen state, the Soul signal from God still persists.

As when the wind blows upon a fire and the flame spreads, so also when the Love of God soars upon our consciousness, then knowledge of Light unto Light shines broadly.  

Let us drink Shekinah, that God’s glory may emanate from us to halo light around about the lost.  Let us prepare to wear the many levels of the countenance of God’s shining face. 

My in-dwelling Kingdom of God, which is full of the Holy Ghost of God, allows me to live and move and have my being in a privilege that separates me for times from the animal body my physical self is.

Many are they who walk on paths that lead to unsupportable dreams.  I am not interested in an endless path where the journey is a  suspended state of bottomless absence from the true Light.  

Many years ago in my youth, an angel told me to follow the signs; and that has been, for me, a most exciting and interesting trek of proof.  Such is my continuum for my search of Super Existence. 

I am called to initiate traverses, to map out hearts and show the way of Love, to pray with such fervor that angels play “the game of strangers unawares” in my back yard.  The Lord has placed a sacred alphabet on my tongue….. Would I not be a fool to not speak these words? 

I will push to the last consequences of my life to lead souls to the holy angel reapers who, as sure as God is God, one day will come for them.  

In the absolute of Love, I will fly upon the God-wind-blown flower petals.  When I rise over the curse of the ground, I will raise my credentials of Super Existence before the Destinata; and we will shout the shout that will turn the world upside down.  

Satan and his continuous stroke of black magic tricks will black-hole himself into the hiss of a deathly darkness. 

I Love you!

The Manifester Yada

www.themanifester.com

Responder for the Manifester: lee.jerry.o@gmail.com or manifesteryada@gmail.com

See the Manifest Chronicles book: Hardback Paperback

Alabastrum!  A beautiful word, a beautiful thing….a flower bud,,,,,  O’ stem of holding~~ whisper your breath,,,, for now I must strum the unfold of your flower bud.

My kiss comes to you, O’ bud of splendour; I hum upon the edges of your leaves.  The morning stars shine down on me, and their glows pass from my face to light up your splendor.

O’ you Flowers, you Manifest blog readers, if ever you have respected the long hours of mornings and nights that I have poured out through my soul to strum you to blooming,,,,, if ever you have felt in your heart the beats of my heart that has yearned for you to rise whole and free,,,,, if ever you have heard my love for you speak to your spiritual part, if only in one of the many blogs, and have felt its caring prayers touch you,,,,, then please write a comment on my blogs that I may hear the cooing of the doves and watch the sprinkling of rain as it causes the grasses to be thick and green. This I ask, so I share not to myself a lonely mind, having not been fanned by those unspoken or seldom spoken flowers of Love or sincerity, whose petals of splendour belong to my song of peace.     

In a quiet moment, as I thought upon these things and as my mind loomed, I felt the soft touch of gentle caressing God-winds, urging and comforting me in my thoughts to not hesitate to step outside the maximum and minimum concept designs of the traditional religious confines and to go on to extramural revelations.

In the paragon of a new moment, in the extricate of an extempore of the Holy Spirit….the dimensions of Love will rise to morph dead matter, changing it into sparkles of beauty and life.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Cuddle Cuddle the wings of this revelation in your arms until those wings become your new arms and in your mind you fly, fly, fly!  In the absolute of Love, row back the shadows; open the concealed; end the enigmas.  Let wisdom shine forth from your innermost being.

Out of your ground, God shall create in you a new garden of Eden, complete with the Cherubim, who will teach you how to take power over this mortal universe.  There the new tree of knowledge, grafted with only good knowledge, will grow the fruit of everlasting Life. 

Be fruitful; multiply your wisdom and take dominion of all that was your glory before the foundations of this world, (Compare, 1 Corinthians 2:7, KJV).  Give new names to every lowly, crafted-by-sin thing, as a prophecy bespeaking the power of regeneration.

I call you to this Love that will heal the blind and deaf and raise the dead!   Do not be afraid to believe me.  Follow me, as I follow Jesus the Christ; for in the great tomorrow we shall dine with Him and drink the transeeing cup in the Father’s House.

Go ahead and ask me….. Am I not the one who poured water on the hands of John the Revelator? (Compare 2 Kings 3:11 KJV).  Have I not kissed the “The Book of Little Things”? (Compare Revelation 5:1 KJV).  Bring a minstrel and let him play (compare 2 Kings 3:15 KJV) that I be moved to prophesy the Urim and Thummim (compare Ezra 2:62-63 KJV) to become stones of crystal in the walls of the Melchizedek new Jerusalem.                                                           

Let the Witnesses rise and say:  “Touch not my anointed, and do my prophets no harm” (1 Chronicles 16:22 KJV).  

But yet the Manifester will say:  I am but a worm in the sun whom the birds seek to devour - a sprig of grass toasted by harsh experiences.  Nevertheless, by Yahvael’s mercy, I live and walk and have my being in AM whose name is Love, (Compare, Acts 17:28, KJV).

 Alabastrum, you buds who will flower in the greatest Manifest blooming the world has ever known.  One day, ultimate Manifest will speak from your lips, and multitudes will be extricated by revelation with such Love…. the hearers will become as the Beautiful People.  

The Manifester Yada

www.themanifester.com

Responder for the Manifester: lee.jerry.o@gmail.com or manifesteryada@gmail.com

See the Manifest Chronicles book: Hardback Paperback

I hold these flames in my hand, and they heat my soul.   I am so full of the plum juices of passion, my atoms and molecules sound in decibels that only they who have ears of hearing, such as angels have, can hear the message.

With warm and loving lips I kiss the book of  dreams, and phantom darling souls from thousands of ancient heretofore years, send hums across the circuits of the heavens.   

In the dream book, even some of those in graves rise to applaud the words of Love that honey from the mouth of saints.  A melisma, an ornamental expression of Love, melodies   in a reaching above common harmony to a harmony that belongs to the gods of God. 

In a self-awareness, my brain rebels against the dictates of my genes.  My neural network showers felicity as an energy throughout my body.  I am infused.  I am coated pleasantly with the Word; therefore, I am made to understand that common prayers make the spirit world to be a myth, but excelled prayers cause dignitaries to walk among we believers.  

A new luminescence ignores the shuffle trails of the common human walk and bypasses a  gaggle of cells not directional to the spiritual harp of Love.  Enhance my heart, O’ Lord!  The forces of constrains that enable my mind to choose the right polarizations and spins to my spiritual trek are the same forces that photon pictures of an infinity of God’s Cosmological Constant of Love.

The world’s scientists have no hesitation to embrace a theory of numbers representing effects that are not capable of being observed, and neither do I have a hesitation to embrace the streams of Love that flow from my heart… which I cannot see, but that I know add up to the real meaning of life. 

True Love does not need to be synthesized.  My Love does have a target, the which is to snuff out the spiritual darkness of anti-Love and the ignorance of  God’s Love.  My exuberance is both biological and spiritual, so I’ve covered all bases.   

In curved space, two beams shot out into space parallel to each other must at some point either converge or diverge.  True Love will always converge, but love mingled with confusion, misgivings, and non-harmony, will sooner or later diverge.  

Amid my tears and toils to teach the right things, yet sometimes, by a few, receiving hard strikes of attitudes against me…I have not relented nor swerved from the course my heart has set. This Love sometimes phototransitions as a great white flying horse upon which I fly to join the Love wings of My Lord and my God.  

Therefore, I go a-sowing the seeds of the Knowledge of Love, that this world may become baptised in God’s river of Love and rise a new creation. 

The flames of this Love burn bright and beautiful and tan my tongue to speak sayings about the Father’s House…where Love is the chief issue of life and where the super flames of Love are tamed to only heal and set free the Souls to merge forever and ever.

When Love is full of dimensions, it can move like a wave through all situations without changing its form of happiness and loyalty.  Also, true Love can move through a hug or a kiss or sweet words or a song and give breath and color to feelings that are so wonderful they cannot even be described. 

Come let us feel our God together; for there is no terror or harm or evil of any kind when cuddled in the arms of Jesus.  

It is written:  Whoever endures to the end, the same are they who will be saved (compare Matthew 10:22 KJV).  And also let it be written:  Whosoever loves through the end of all strife, the same are they who will go to be with God, who is Love.  

First, my soul sings; and then, Love lifts me above my own voice to hear the choir of hearts merged.  For so it is, the greatest destiny is to become one, for Love is One.

My friends, stand by me; for my Love is standing by you, and God is standing by us all.

The Manifester Yada

www.themanifester.com

Responder for the Manifester: lee.jerry.o@gmail.com or manifesteryada@gmail.com

See the Manifest Chronicles book: Hardback Paperback