Stewart Best's Blog, page 12
December 22, 2023
Another Try For Night Shadows Radio 12-22-2023 @ 7:00 PM CT
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DEC 22, 2023
Best’s Intelligence Extended Hour For 12-22-2023 – Another Try For This & That
Sun, Earth Changes, Radiation, Insane, Russia, China, Taiwan, Iran, Middle East & More…
Merry Christmas for all who celebrate the impregnation of Mary by the Holy Spirit, as Jesus was most likely born in the fall, on a Feast of Trumpets – and we will try again to get a show up as we have been notified that they have fixed the problem, so we will see how it goes. The Sun is ever more anomalous, the radiation spikes are having their way on the human mind and body, earth changes abound, the weather is strange, 40+ degrees up here in WI, no snow in sight as of yet, and then we have more war talk from world leaders. We are nearing the end of things and most people are sound asleep and have no clue of what awaits them. The unseen hand is moving all the nations of the world into position for the final conflict and the arrival will be the apex of the Strong Delusion and more…
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So we will see…
I have often wondered if this lady knows the real truth of the NARROW WAY of the Lord as Enya wrote, arranged and sings this beautiful song, “Long, Long Journey”. Those who have already walked the narrow way and those now on it can easily identify with the words:
https://www.youtube-nocookie.com/embed/5A01guT4HL4?rel=0&autoplay=0&showinfo=0&enablejsapi=0City lights shine on the harbour,
Night has fallen down,
Through the darkness
And the shadow
I will still go on.
Long, long journey
Through the darkness,
Long, long way to go,
But what are miles
Across the ocean
To the heart that’s coming home?
Where the road
Runs through the valley,
Where the river flows,
I will follow every highway
To the place I know.
Long, long journey
Through the darkness,
Long, long way to go,
But what are miles
Across the ocean
To the heart that’s coming home?
Long, long journey
Out of nowhere,
Long, long way to go;
But what are sighs
And what is sadness
To the heart that’s coming home?
Earth is a prison planet and humanity walks in total spiritual darkness, but their real home is not here – so I weep for them as they have no clue as to what awaits all those who refuse the STRAIT GATE and NARROW WAY…
Stewart
December 20, 2023
NIGHT SHADOWS BLOCKED AGAIN
Dec 20, 2023
Then this:
“Waiting for Host to call” in is a total lie. The main call in number does not even ring, yet other shows are doing just fine – Jesus warned us this was coming.
Have found an alternative (I think) and will let everyone know as soon as we can. We will attempt our usual Friday Night Show to see if we can get on but it looks like we are being banned for good as of now.
TRUTH IS NOT DESIRED IN THIS SATANIC WORLD ORDER.Stewart
Another Try For Night Shadows Radio Tonight 12-20-2023 @ 7:00 PM CT
Dec 20, 2023
Best’s Intel Review 12-20-2023 – Some of This, Mostly That If We Are Allowed On?
Biden, Invasion, 5th Column, Babylon Down, Russia, China, Iran, Earth Changes & More…
Nearing Christmas, but only a few, according to the Scripture, understand the gravity of the birth, life and death of Jesus and what happened at the CROSS. People mock what Jesus commanded of them and are under the rank deception that they are going to heaven when hell awaits. Satan is the grand master of deception, or diversion and shows no mercy to all who would break through via the NARROW WAY. He throws everything at them that he can so they will give up. ASK, SEEK, KNOCK, STRIVE, LABOR, CONTINUE IN THE DOCTRINES OF OUR LORD. You may think you are all alone, but He is right beside you all the way – and carries you when you too weak to go on, so take HOPE, for He will not forsake you but will bring you to birth…NEVER, NEVER, NEVER GIVE UP YOUR QUEST TO FIND JESUS, NEVER, CARRY ON, LIFT UP YOUR WEAK ARMS, AND TAKE THE NEXT STEP, ON AND ON, FOR IT IS A LONG, LONG JOURNEY THROUGH THE DARKNESS OF NIGHT, THROUGH THE SHADOW OF DEATH but the LIGHT OF TRUTH is just ahead even if you can’t see it yet…
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This nanobot high technology where these nanobots collect together to form an obvious computer chip – so how many chips are formed in the human body to turn you into your own CELL (PRISON) PHONE or ON LINE COMPUTER?
This is, according to the Torah Code, alien technology
Better get out of this evil matrix and there is only ONE TRUE WAY, and if you mock it, you will end up in eternal ruin, believe Christ, and not all of these fake Preachers, Teachers, Evangelists out there. If you folLow them you are following the SNAKE.
Look whose coming to dinner!! Making demonic ugly into beauty and acceptable!! WOW, can’t wait!!!
And so it goes…True Love is Transparent…Sometimes it hurts, but it brings true healing…
Stewart
December 15, 2023
Blog Talk Radio Down – No Night Shadows Show Tonight
Dec 15, 2023
We could not even get past the host call in number tonight. Sorry, no show tonight!
Will let you know when we can do another – Stewart
Best’s Intelligence Review Hour 12-15-2023 Some of Many Things & More Maybe
Sun, UFO, Acclimation, Gun Control, Green UN, 4th Beast Of Daniel, More…
With UN building their Green Agenda by leaps and bounds, in spite of all real science against them, it appears that the FOURTH BEAST OF DANIEL is now rising rapidly right under our noses. Then we have the U.S. Supreme Court uphold a weapons ban law, and that means other states will now move to take away AR-15 and AK-47 type weapons as well – all part of the UN’s agenda to disarm all Americans and only “peace-keeping” forces will be allowed to have weapons to “keep the peace”. The Sun is still angry and throwing of intense radiation and weather patterns are changing as well and more – sorry for the delay in posting…
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December 13, 2023
Night Shadows Tonight 12-13-2023 @ 7:00 PM CT
Dec 13, 2023
Best’s Intel Update 12-13-2023 – Some Of This, That, and Who Knows What Else
UN, Peace & Security, 153, Russia, 2024, Sun,Earth Changes, UFO, Acclimation & More….
The UN vote for “peace and security” in Gaza was 153 in favor of a cease fire and may have been very prophetic and a warning as to how close we are to Daniel’s final years, as we find a 153 fish in the net. Then we have the Russia calendar concerning war with the USA/Babylon in 2024 along with the solar eclipse of April 8, 2024 with an X over America – perhaps the Lord gave us a 7-year reprieve? The sun is throwing off more and more radiation and earth changes abound the world over. UFO activity remains high and the acclimation project is full speed ahead and more on tonight’s Night Shadows with Larry Taylor and Stewart…
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Remember the Obama prophecy?
He is not the only one…
Stewart
December 10, 2023
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Dec 10, 2023
DESPERADOES WAITING FOR A TRAINSo I said to myself
What is this that I am seeing?
No matter where I turn, and no matter where I look,
I see a sadness, I see a loneliness, sometimes hidden, but there. It’s in the sounds of silence, it’s in the nontalk, it’s in the sad laughter. You have to have eyes and ears to see and hear it, but it is there. They are desperadoes waiting for a train.
Oh laughter too, but fleeting, like a cover for a desperado afraid of the posse, but cannot admit it. A fear of something coming, but knows not what.
I hear the sounds of silence screaming at me. It is getting louder now as the end draws nearer.
I see a busy people, busy doing this, busy doing that, but then I wonder, what are they running from? Busy on a road that goes to perdition. Perhaps they know that…And what are they busy about really? Is this their way of escaping the ill wind that blows here? Mary and Martha came to mind, what is going on here on Earth, anyhow?
Seems like no one knows how to stop now, get off, stop to smell the roses or watch a butterfly. Like the HOPI said you need to do, those wise old Native American Elders, but we are too busy, I have this I must do. Really? Must you? Really?
Seems like everyone is running against the wind, and when they look down, for all the running, for all the steps, for all the working, tears, hopes and dreams, for all of everything, they are still in the same place – is there any way off this place?
A treadmill, is seems, a corporate and political world of dog eat dog, of devour and destroy, hopes of gain, hopes of promotion, hopes of an office, hopes of “making it” and then the ladder falls over as you get to the top and end up with your face in the dirt, eating worms. For what? Have any of them ever thought about that? Most likely not, too involved in the world to take notice. They take life for granted. It can be snuffed out in an instant.
“Ye cannot serve two masters, and what have you gained in all of this, except to have lost your soul?” It rang in my ears, I heard it somewhere. As I looked at the wreckage of lives lost, of lives ruined by false hopes, false dreams and shattered lives, I began to weep – what happened here?
Why is this so? Maybe the answer was just ahead. In the mist along the road I walked, I saw a grave yard coming into view, through the gentle blowing fog. Maybe I would find an answer there, I thought. Maybe, I mean it might be possible…
So I walked into the grave yard and a looked at all the headstones, one by one, names, dates of their lives, carved in marble and stone, some kind words here and there, – someone must have loved them, I thought, but where are they now? Would any of them be called forth in the first resurrection? I wondered, I hoped so, but then I knew most did not even believe in anything really, not really.
To all the names, all the flowers, and I thought to myself – so many loves, so many tears shed, so many hours of labor, so many pains, so many fears that must have gone through their minds – why am I here, what is all of this about? I listened through the drifting fog, the moon beginning to rise. I thought I heard weeping in the distance. Soft. I thought of Rachael and her Children. Maybe it was her, I thought – the hopelessness of it all, but we cannot admit we need help. We cannot admit we need each other. We cannot admit we need a redeemer…
I saw a cross. I heard His mother crying. Then I knew there was an escape. A way out, why so few take it, I wondered. I saw a sign, it read KING OF THE JEWS. Oh my God, what He went through for us. Do we know? Do we even care? I am a Judas, I admitted to Him. I have failed you in every way possible, betrayed everything you stand for at one time or another. Why did you bother? How can you love any of us?
Maybe there really was a redemption from all of this. I looked at all the stones, I wondered again, did any of them journey to the foot of that cross? Did they have their heavy burdens lifted? Did they have all of their fears taken away? Did they ever see what true love, divine love really is? I wondered in silence as I looked at the grave stones. So many….
I hurt tonight, every bone in my body aches. Sons and daughters were put to rest today, it was so tough, why? Sons and daughters are supposed to bury their dads and moms, not this way. The cries go into the night sky, but the answers never come back. Loved ones gone. We go to the service, we try to comfort the loved ones. No words, there are no words. We go to the grave site, we hear the words, we walk away in silence, but we cry against the darkness, against the night. Are there any answers to any of this? A life now gone. His or her fears, hopes, dreams, loves, pains all gone now.
But I have to get up and work, no choice, no choice at all. I hurt so much now, getting old. Nothing works well – where are my glasses, I know I put them down somewhere – boy my foot hurts today, and my fingers don’t do what I want them to do, wish I was 18 again – well maybe…Getting hard to tie my shoes, better get something else. Can’t put on my socks anymore, so I go without…
My car keys, where did I put them, I got to get to town, I am so tired. My eyes don’t see like they used to, my night vision is almost gone – God I am so alone now – will it ever end? I saw this really pretty woman at the store, I wondered if she knew about the Lord.
Memories, they fade in the mists of time now, I remember Mary, sweet Mary, she had such a smile and the most beautiful deep eyes, my anchor in the storms that came – buried her 15 years ago now, I think it was. Miss her so much now – still think I may see her in the kitchen cooking. I hope so, so lonely now, so tired. I’m just waiting to die now, neighbor of mine said the other day as he slowly walked by – all bent over with a cane. “Just waitin’ to die”. Maybe he’s right, maybe that is all there is. Does he really know what he is sayin’? I wondered. I don’t think so. As I watched him vanish down the dirt road a tear came to my eye. Should I tell him what I know?
And I said to myself looking at the grave stones,
Did any of them find what they were looking for?
Did they think life was going to go on, did they realize how fragile they were, that it would all come to an end, sometimes over a long and agonizing time, sometimes in an instant – you never know you know, never. Maybe it is good we don’t, I thought to myself.
I bent over a grave stone, my glasses had misted over, so I had trouble reading what it said – so I wiped the foggy mist from them and slowly put them back on, and bent over again to see the name – I stood there in total shock – it was my name. But there was no date on it yet –
So I knew then that I too was mortal, and that I too was scheduled to be taken away – and would anyone stand over my grave and wonder who was he anyway? Would they look up at the night sky and wonder? Or did it matter anyhow?
Did these others ever hear the answer blowing in the soft gentle winds of twilight? Had they asked, had they searched out the answers with all of their heart, mind and soul? Or had the cares and pleasures of this life got in the way?
Did they realize that that report they had to finish would never be finished? Did they realize that their boss would get a call saying “Betty will not be in today, Betty died last night”. Do you hear me? I plead with you, through my tears, do you hear me? Not just listen, but actually hear me?
Did they ever get a glimpse of true Divine love? Did they ever find it? Did they look, search it out, get through all the opposition of the world, get past the strongholds, get past the battle lines of the enemy, wage a war as though their lives depended upon it? Or did they just settle for whatever because they did not know what else to do? I wondered as the fog of the past rolled by and through me. I thought how short the time, how but a glimpse of eternity we are given even if we lived hundreds of years.
Did they have any glimpses of what lay ahead of them? Or did they know not where they were going?
So then I drifted out of the grave yard and walked up this little dirt road, the moon coming out now, casting a ghostly shadow. I came across this old farm house, falling down – windows shattered, door ajar. I walked inside and looked around.
I wondered who had put all their blood, sweat and tears into this place? I wondered how their dreams must have inspired them, kept them going through many a hard year. What dreams were hidden in here?
If I listened could I hear the laughter of children? Could I hear a couple speaking of their undying love for each other? Could I hear the soft gentle fire burning in the old wood burning cook stove? I cocked my head to listen – I thought I could smell fired potatoes and eggs cooking. Soft footsteps – yes, yes… there it was, two little girls and a son. Laughter, coming down the stairs, ready for the school bus – yes, I could hear it now.
Oh what dreams they must have had I thought. What a future they must have had – but it was all gone now. It all faded away from me. I turned to leave and I sat down on the steps of that old farmhouse and bawled like a baby. It is all so fleeting, all so fleeting. The minutes slip through our hands so fast. So many things we should have done. So many loved ones we failed somehow.
The loves, the holding of ones so dear. The kisses, the promises. The years they all go by so fast. All so fleeting, all over so quickly. Do you know that? Do you know what I am saying here? Are you hearing me? Eternity is forever, there is no such thing here.
Someone, maybe, will stop by your house when it is all fallen in, and they will wonder what your life was like. Will they wonder what happened here? What dreams there were here, and what hopes, what loves, what fears, what sicknesses, what promises were made and broken here. Do you suppose?
We are all desperadoes waiting for a train? But what destination?
So I awoke from my dream and it as 2:25 AM. I rolled over and drifted back to sleep, and I dreamed another dream…
I walked along that old dirt road, through the slowly drifting fog, the moonlight now bright
As I moved along, I came to this place
The sign in front said Care Home…
The lights were on, so I went inside,
Maybe I could find some answers here, I thought…
I came across this old lady, sitting there in her wheelchair,
Her head was bowed down, sort of like she was sleeping…
So I knelt down in front of her and looked at her blue eyes,
Oh they were open…still bright…
I said to her, “what are you doing here?”
She looked a bit confused, like who wanted to know, no one else seemed to want to…
Her hands shook as she moved them towards me…
She gathered herself together and sat upright, but it took some effort…
Her fingers and hands were disfigured from arthritis and years of hard work…
Her face deeply lined, etched in the acids of time, but still you knew many years ago she was a pretty woman…loved by someone maybe…
“Who wants to know,” she said softly…
So I said, “I do, I want to know about you, your life, could you tell me….?”
A tear came to her eye, rolled down her cheek. She shook, her lips quivered…she started to cry…
Oh my God, I thought, does not anyone care at all? Has no one ever asked? Has no one cared enough to inquire even a little? Has Satan used her all up and now well, you know, discard her now, her life, well, who cares, anyhow…
I wondered what wisdom lay inside the caverns of her memories – you can’t live that long without practical wisdom and a dose of common sense, I thought to myself…
So I reached up and I hugged her, held her to me… she sobbed a long time it seemed… no one loved her really, not anymore…she was just a useless castaway now, society would rather see her dead…
She started tell me about her life, when she was little girl, her sisters, her brothers, her mom and dad, school, marriage and her kids, all of it… it was like no one had asked her anything, and now it came all rolling out, and how her eyes began to sparkle and she began to smile as she recalled her children…and her loving Harry.
“Oh, he was such a dear to me”, she said, “such a wonderful loving man…” her voice trailed off…
She gathered herself together again…”he was my best friend, you know…my very best friend, we would just sit and talk forever about everything, I told him I loved him every morning, every noontime and every night…I don’t think there is enough of that now…” She looked down at her knurled hands.
“We would go for walks, hand in hand, oh how I miss my Harry…”
“What happened, may I ask?”
“He took sick, got worse over a week or so, called me to his side one night, and said “Ruthie, my Ruthie, I am going away now, thank you for loving me…” and he died right there, like he went to sleep. It was so hard for me, really hard you know when… her voice trailed off to silence…
“Your children, tell me about your children, where are they?”
Silence…
So I said, “Do you see them often?”
She shook her head, “no, have not seen them now for several years it seems, but I have pictures”, she smiled as she pulled them out of the little bag she had with her. I guess that was all she had now, those pictures and few little things, old friends to her…
They were all so worn and faded now, she must have looked at them a hundred times a day, hoping, maybe she would see them come down the long hallway, but it was a lost hope, a faded hope now, like the pictures she had.
Her hands shook a little as she held up each one, pointing out each child… She named each one, she was still so proud of her children, two daughters and two sons – and was so proud they had made it in the world, a doctor, a lawyer, a university professor and contractor…
I wondered why this woman, who devoted her life to her family was now left to die in some castaway home in the middle of a castaway planet…are we all just a little or a lot to busy?
So I asked her gently if she knew why they did not come to visit her…She shook her head, the tears came again. “Not sure”, she said, “they are so very, very busy, you know, so very, very busy… and I guess maybe they don’t want to see me this way…” She sobbed softly. “I pray I’ll see them one more time before I go away…”
How lonely this must be, I thought… how alone she must feel inside. How lost, rejected, waiting to die, waiting to escape the pain of old age – what else was there now? She was just a castaway, another desperado waiting for the train… I guess everyone is, really…
So then I knew what Jesus meant when He said that planet Earth was a pit with no real love in it – a place where the children cast away their elderly after robbing them of everything that can strip them of, vultures if the truth be known…
I heard footsteps, so I look up and saw this elderly man with a stroller coming my way…
He came and sat down by a chair there next to Ruthie…he nodded at me…
He reached over and grabbed her hand – “they’ll come, Ruthie, you’ll see, they will come…” They must have talked a lot, I guess. Well At least she had someone to look after her a little, anyway –two castaways, hugging each other against the cold winds of forgetfulness and no love, extracting what little warmth was left in their frailties.
My Lord, what have we become? I cried silently. What have we become??? Or were we like this from the very beginning. Was there really a fall? Did we fall from the grace of God? Why are we all like this? The answer is not liked, so we refuse it…
The answers are blowing in a very ill wind…I think a hear weeping. Is it a death wail? Rachael and her children, I thought – it must be present in all ages, all times…what has happened here?
The sounds wharf by me now and again, an echo from the long misty past, the helplessness of it all. Jesus, are you there? Somewhere? Anywhere? Why won’t you answer, our hearts are being torn apart…please? Only silence…
The night is bitter cold now, the stars twinkle against dark blue velvet. Orion’s belt, yes, there it is. The moon is now setting…Have I learned anything, I wondered. Yes, maybe…
Value your time, value your loves. Value your caring and your compassion, and do something, do something…it is all there is in a loveless and cold, cold world. Soon the train comes for all of us. A few have a ticket for heaven, most do not, having not understood, but could have had they wanted to. Now do what you must to get your ticket, for time is now wasting away at an alarming rate – and soon the train will be here.
Did you get your report done? Does your bank account balance? Did you hurry to get to work on time? Did you get your raise? Your promotion? How long you have worked but no one tells you how much they appreciate it…but maybe they will…someday if I stay…but then again maybe not, I might get a fake gold watch when I retire…Maybe not.
How did the high school football game turn out? Did you see the play last night, and by the way, did you hear the news? Did you watch TV ‘till you fell asleep? Busy, we are all so busy, tic-toc. See those little grains of time sand running through your fingers – you can’t get them back you know…
So what do you say to Jesus when you pass away? “I should have, could have, would have, but I was so busy…”
Anything, any excuse, any rationale, anything to avoid the cross and the insult and the offense of it. ANYTHING…
Tic-toc, tic-toc…
Do you hear me now? Do you really here what the Spirit is saying to you?
December 9, 2023
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Dec 9, 2023
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PROPHECY OF “CELESTRIAL”…
These people are not listening. They are not heeding My voice that I have lifted up all over the world. They ignore the appointed prophets and the prophetic messengers I have sent. They mock and ridicule them, or turn their faces away from My words. Their ears are so heavy with worldliness, and their hearts so dull to hear, that even if I screamed they would not hear.
Behold, the entry to DANIEL’S 70TH WEEK is at hand, and the times and things of the end will unfold as they have been prophesied in scripture, each one bearing down upon the previous one until birth pains multiply to no end. The world will labour and bring forth the glorious appearing of my Son and first fruit Jesus Christ.
PERILS. WOES. DISASTERS. DEVASTATION, DESOLATIONS AND SIGNS OF THE END. The devil comes down to you in another skin, IN ANOTHER FORM HE APPEARS BEFORE YOU SAYING ‘LET US SHAKE HANDS AND BE FRIENDS’. He will call himself “BROTHER”, “SAVIOR”, “FRIEND”, and many will receive him and be deceived by him. Many will believe the lying words and wonders he causes to multiply and populate all corners of the earth. But he is not from Me, I do not know him. I have not sent him to you.
You shall see this abomination come to earth
STRANGE BEINGS. STRANGE LIGHTS. STRANGE TECHNOLOGY FLOWING AMONG YOU as the cunning serpent makes his final attack against the seed of the woman. Humanity, WOE TO YOU! I PROPHESY TO YOU AS YOUR GOD, WOE TO YOU!!
For once this evil appears you will not hold it back. As the angels cannot hold back My bowls of wrath appointed for the end of days, as no-one can hold back the waves of the sea, so you will not be able to re-box this evil you have invited upon the earth…
In your towns and villages they will appear, in your cities and urban centers they will dwell with you, and multiply themselves among you, and rage against you as wild beasts, until your numbers are depleted and your flesh is destroyed. If not for My mercy no flesh could survive this, no single man, woman or child could live to see the coming of the Lord Jesus Christ.
Before My coming this will occur: strange beings coming in light, wrapped in light and carrying light shall appear fully and openly to ALL MANKIND, SPEAKING TO EACH ONE IN HIS MOTHER TONGUE, SPEAKING IN STRANGE LANGUAGES, ANCIENT LANGUAGES, advancing kinship that is actually cursed and forbidden since the days of my servant NOAH. This token of brotherhood is FALSE; it is a lie and an abomination. IT IS CURSED AND FORBIDDEN IN MY HOLY WORD TO ENGAGE WITH STRANGE FLESH.
For I the Lord have set the whole world upon its pillars, that it shall not be moved from the genesis to the fulfillment of all things. I have said that all things I made SHALL ONLY PRODUCE SEED AFTER THEIR OWN KIND. A sheep shall not produce a goat, nor shall a male produce offspring, only the female. But in the days of Noah and again in Sodom and Gomorrah, there was the mixing of strange flesh, the sons of God as light-bearing angels came down to the women of earth and produced from them satanic seed, cursed children who roamed the earth many cubits high and covered the world in VIOLENCE.
There is rage in their heart, they will come again, and mankind shall be a tiny enemy, greatly devastated and defeated before them. For this evil you people have done, to invite them, to bring them here to the world I made, I say WOE, WOE, WOE!!WOE UNTO YOU, for from this time on until my appearing DESOLATIONS ARE DETERMINED, EVEN UNTIL THE TIME OF THE END.
In a very near time to come fallen beings will (against the constant lies of major governments worldwide), appear to humanity and make themselves known to all. They will claim to be friendly, “helpers”, “enlightened ones” come to save us from ourselves and our basic, crude ways of life- fighting wars, sickness, dying early etc. They will bring technology we’ve never seen before- stuff that’s amazing, literally out of this world stuff that will be mass-marketed and highly coveted on earth (I’ve seen some of it in dreams). As a result the hearts of almost everyone will be open to talk and partner with them; the majority of people will openly receive them but that is the worst deception mankind will ever willingly or “unknowingly” participate in. That joyful reception is how humanity’s death warrants are signed. That’s how flesh will be ripped from bone in so many nations- by us allowing these abominations to come here and live with us under false names they’ll think up for themselves
Eugenics will rule the New World Order. They will extinguish humanity. Humans are not working alone in this, they are receiving HELP and INSTRUCTION on what to do and how to do it. Any life that is not a useful life will be exterminated. The old, the weak, anyone who cannot work, anyone who is not ‘desirable’, anyone who does not look acceptable or match what is mandated as acceptable standards of beauty, or anyone who cannot water the New World Order with sweat will be removed. Look to yourselves because the devil has come down and will now live among you. This is the New World Order.”
So it goes in a lost, fallen world…
Stewart
December 8, 2023
Deceptions, Delusions, Lies & Videos
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DEC 8, 2023
Best’s Intelligence Review Hour 12-8-2023 @ 7:00 PM CT – Some Of Whatever, Who Knows?
Censorship, Propaganda, Lies, Deceptions, UFO’s, Acclimation, Arrival, UN, WHO & More…
December 8, 2023 and we got past Pearl Harbor Day, but there remains a high watch for a major false flag event sooner or later, hopefully later!! The UN wants to stop Israel, and that means that they want to invoke Article 7 and send in troops – so this is getting ever more dicey as time goes on. Then we have ever more diversions as the UN and their WHO advance their global take-over with their digital wallet, digital currency, passport and mRNA infusions to transform the human body into a radio/frequency station so you won’t need a computer or a cell phone to be wired into their global AI system. Earth Changes abound, the Sun is throwing off more radiation, the UFO activity is growing, and sightings of unusual creatures continue and so it goes…
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Article 99 leads to Article 7. This is all headed to a UN invasion of Israel under Article 7, the same thing that will be used against the USA/Babylon to bring us under the UN communist Charter…
And so it goes in this delusionary matrix…
Stewart
December 7, 2023
A World Of Lies, Lies and More Lies…
Dec 7, 2023
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ARE YOU A DIMENSION JUMPER?The message of Jesus Christ is WAY BEYOND religion, philosophies, isms and anything in this world. His message is so unique and so radical and calls His believers to be DIMENSION JUMPERS, but who believes it? ONLY A FEW:
Isaiah 53:153 Who hath believed our report? and to whom is the arm of the Lord revealed?This verse of Scripture refers not only to the Bible itself, but it also concerns the commands of Jesus Christ to ENTER IN and WALK THE WALK to OPEN YOUR INNER DIMENSION GATE JESUS CALLED “THE DOOR” or “PORTAL”.
Revelation 3:19-2019 As many as I love, I rebuke and chasten: be zealous therefore, and repent.
20 Behold, I stand at the door, and knock: if any man hear my voice, and open the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with me.Door:G2374
θύρα – thura – thoo’-rah
Apparently a primary word (compare “door”); a portal or entrance (the opening or the closure, literally or figuratively): – door, gatThe Kingdom of Heaven is in another dimension, outside of TIME and SPACE. Everyone has an INNER DIMENSIONAL PORTAL/DOOR that lies deep within. The only way to reach it is THE NARROW WAY. Humanity has REJECTED all of this as foolishness, and thus NEVER SEE or ENTER HEAVEN.
When you arrive at this PORTAL/DOOR found at the end of the NARROW WAY, you will FIND AND MEET JESUS CHRIST. It is here that TRUE SALVATION OCCURS. If you refuse it, you die in your sins and are lost for eternity.
FEW BELIEVE IT, AND FEWER STILL HAVE JESUS CHRIST (The Arm Of the Lord), REVEALED TO THEM. Why? Jesus told us why, and warned all of us, but only a FEW heed the warnings. Not my words, that is what Jesus said.
DO YOU BELIEVE THE REPORT?
And so it goes…
Stewart
