End of Days Prophecy Straight from an Angel of God

The Third Angel Speaks to the Scribe of God Named Jazweeh

Revelation 16:8 is at hand.

The angel is as a firebird brilliant and beautiful sacred and true she is God’s beautiful Deity.   And she flies now.  She says she can only be seen and heard by The Spirit.  She is the sacred.   Watch carefully how ye speak of deity spoken of as “fallen” for they are all sacred anointed vessels of God’s holy will.

I call her Kachina because God told me of the Blue star coming back in 2012 or so.  The prophecy of the Blue & Red Kachina is the same as the four angels in Revelation.

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The Redistribution of The Talents. What Does the Seer See of End Times?

Alot.  Talents are Just that…Spiritual Talent.

“Talents” the new biblical term that means ‘gifts of the Sprit”  How did the scripture “Parable of the talents” read?  Paraphrased– if you don’t use your gifts given to you by God you lose them eventually.

The End of The Age Started in 2012

So then starting 2012 spirituality began to shift and change.  Jesus’ words coming to pass, now ramped up in 2017.  Which prophesies you may ask.  Well, some parables we didn’t know where prophecy for instance.  We didn’t know that when losing a spiritual gift it would shift to someone else.

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The Priests of The Temple of Siri

The Temples Of Syrinx (Siri)
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AND THE MEEK SHALL INHERIT THE EARTH

We’ve taken care of everything
The words you read
The songs you sing
The pictures that give pleasure to your eyes

It’s one for all and all for one
We work together, common sons
Never need to wonder how or why

We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx (Siri)
Our great computers fill the hallowed halls
We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx
All the gifts of life are held within our walls

Look around, this world we’ve made
Equality, our stock in trade
Come and join the brotherhood of man
Oh, what a nice contended world
Let the banners be unfurled
Hold the Red Star proudly high in hand(perhaps the Red Kachina)

We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx
Our great computers fill the hallowed halls
We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx
All the gifts of life are held within our walls