In the virtual world of spiritual essence…In the flow circuits of the minds of humanity…
Of all the roses, the most enduring of the roses lies trampled. Beauty has been shuffled off for imitations and third-rate options. The innocent are tarred with off-season information. The tender vines of the innocent are burned with mouth spill radiation that boils of critical fervor.
The spill of blood cries from the earth’s ground with exclamations: “Stop the bleeding” “Stop the bleeding”.
Visible wings with an invisible body fly in the rushing of the winds to save the roses, to save beauty.
To the North, to the South, to the East, to the West, the debris of mind wars lies among mind graves like blind spots made from black holes of darkness. Every kiss of love is ironed out of its vibrations; all the arms of cuddle are pinched with arthritis. Wounds that will not heal populate the battleground.
Come on down Lord Jesus, help us; we are outnumbered by the Principalities of Darkness. Brains of the genius are torn between the options of making war machines of death or making machines of peace for life.
The ugly face of money stacks every deck with the ace and king of spades. They that deal in hearts and diamonds are given the Joker card. Giants walk the earth again but with an evil twist for probes to reinvent the Dragon-Dinosaurs Tares.
All this is happening now on the battlefield of the virtual mind world. For just as in the Genesis creation, all creation was visualized before it was literally planted on the earth. When the zipper of this mystery is opened the results of this great mind war will suddenly be materialized.
Oh the Rose, the white Rose of Sharon, you were accentuated for beauty and peace and not for war. But now your rose is made red and your vines are strung with swords of thorns. For no greater love exists than the love that will give itself in death for those it loves… And there is no greater love that loves so intensely it rises from that death energized by that love to go forth in the mind battlefield conquering to save beauty, innocence, and the roses for the Master’s bouquet.
All is not lost by any means; Manifested minds are on the rise. In a voice from the deep inner rivers of the Holy Spirit, a glory of truth reaches out to fill the gap of the missing in action soldiers of God. The blessings of God are in this moving of the Manifested minds. Darkness is curling back; distortion is biting its tongue. The signs of a great battle projects, but perfect love has cast out all fear. Words of fire spit arrows of flaming glories to secure the landmarks of the good and ancient way. Claims are re-staked that even the darkest blast cannot uproot. Selah!
JERRY O. LEE, D.D. THE MANIFESTER YADA
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