LOVE LETTERS FROM MIISRAEL FROM THE END OF TIME 01312010
AND THESE ARE MY LOVE LETTERS:
JANUARY 31, 2010
SUNDAY'S LETTER #2
The following letters are highly prophetic and the poetry rhymes excerpts from the book WINNIESPOETRY play BOGODELCA! Gods Bloody Bride.
[The First Angel]
The First Trumpet Song:
Rolling fires! Go Forth!
is the trumpet song I play.
Burn everything in thy way.
Let a Bloody Bride be thy fuel
As it destroys the wicked and cruel.
"Bogodelca!"
MY DEAR GOD OF LOVE:
Breaking open this seal will also bring down many rains with sleet and hailstones. The blood rains will be in the latter day and it will be From the End of Time. The wicked is shaking within themselves--and they don't truly understand the cause of their misery. It's because they have not known you, or loved you. Your children however, are cheerful and they are singing joyfully to you. Many lost souls are turning to salvation. Days are numbered with men in earth even as many continue to do unlawful ungodly things. The Word with Bogodelca are traveling with clouds.
I see a blue sky up above me now, the birds are flying. Yet, I've seen In Drops of Rains melting from the cold snow. Afar off the smell of fires will be amongst the people of the world. I thank you for delivering me Jesus.
Loving you still...
MIISRAEL
WINNIESPOETRY LOVE LETTERS FROM THE END OF TIME Jan2010Copyrighted.
JANUARY 31, 2010
SUNDAY'S LETTER #2
The following letters are highly prophetic and the poetry rhymes excerpts from the book WINNIESPOETRY play BOGODELCA! Gods Bloody Bride.
[The First Angel]
The First Trumpet Song:
Rolling fires! Go Forth!
is the trumpet song I play.
Burn everything in thy way.
Let a Bloody Bride be thy fuel
As it destroys the wicked and cruel.
"Bogodelca!"
MY DEAR GOD OF LOVE:
Breaking open this seal will also bring down many rains with sleet and hailstones. The blood rains will be in the latter day and it will be From the End of Time. The wicked is shaking within themselves--and they don't truly understand the cause of their misery. It's because they have not known you, or loved you. Your children however, are cheerful and they are singing joyfully to you. Many lost souls are turning to salvation. Days are numbered with men in earth even as many continue to do unlawful ungodly things. The Word with Bogodelca are traveling with clouds.
I see a blue sky up above me now, the birds are flying. Yet, I've seen In Drops of Rains melting from the cold snow. Afar off the smell of fires will be amongst the people of the world. I thank you for delivering me Jesus.
Loving you still...
MIISRAEL
WINNIESPOETRY LOVE LETTERS FROM THE END OF TIME Jan2010Copyrighted.
