YOU ARE NOT ALONE

Some years ago I have a vision that I was waiting on the corner for a city bus to go home after work. I was lonely and tired and it was dark outside.

As I waited with others a few buses passed us by because they could not not take on any new passengers. I just wanted to die on the spot.

In that moment, a saintly man approached me and one of his angles picked me up like a relic and carried me to safety and a warm place to rest, but before my rest he said-

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“WHERE I AM IS HEAVEN AND THE SUPPORT OF HEAVEN IS WITH (WITHIN) YOU”.

Years later I know this Saint to be none other than Sananda Immanuel. He has the most intense eyes.

Recently, Light of Mary said about Our Lord Jesus Christ,

I AM LOOKING, NOT FROM THE SKY BUT FROM EACH ONE …
I FEEL FAR AWAY WHO DOES NOT KNOW ME, AND THEREFORE I DO NOT FEEL INSIDE OF YES.

I dwell within each of you, sinners or not … I dwell within you! And it is precisely within the human creature that all feelings, thoughts, desires, whims, dissatisfactions, pride, hope, hatred, love, oppression, discouragement, kindness, charity, sincerity, humility, reason or anger converge. , Forgiveness or radicalism generated by folly.-January 16, 2017

And Light of Mary also said about Our Lord Jesus Christ,

HOW MUCH I HAVE EXPLAINED AND HUNGRY IN THE URGENCY OF AN INDIVIDUAL CHANGE IN WHICH MY CHILDREN ARE CALLED! Since I dwell within you and there where you do not see Me with the eyes of the body, I have to live oppressed by the constant aggressions on the part of the human ego that dominates you and you surrender to the “ego” without any will or authority to Bend him.

Humanity swells with pride when I do not need … I, in the interior of each one of you, I mourn when they treat with so much neglect the Temple of the Holy Spirit, while I give space to them that they are prepared to undergo that interior metamorphosis and leave the Rags that they carry like chains that do not allow them to renew themselves truly, rags nauseous, agusanados, with which they move from one place to another, and hypocritically they appear some in certain circumstances and others in other circumstances:

I feel the thirst of each one, the appetite of each one, but not the thirst and the physical appetite, but the thirst that degrades, the appetite that satisfies the “ego.” And there I find myself as in a cage that imprisons Me and almost does not give me space to take My Love to the mind or to the thought and less to the heart.

My Beloved Ones, I am constantly stopped by the multiple “egos” that are forming the “ego” in its totality and with the infernal desire of dominion, I am prevented from passing.

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About melbrake

Mel Brake is an awarding winning Philadelphia based poet/singer/song writer, whose poetry has appeared in several media outlets and journals, including Philadelphia Poets 2007, 2008 and 2009, Mad Poets Review, Fox Chase Review, and The Philadelphia Bulletin. In addition, Long Island Sounds: An Anthology of Poetry, Writing Outside The Lines (WOSTL) Anthology, Word Riot Magazine, The New Verse News, Word Salad Magazine and Poetry Ink 2010 has published his works. Recently, his band, the Mel Brake Family Band performed a benefit concert at Cross Road Café in Delaware County. He is the Founder and Executive Director of MPW, a non-profit organization, focusing on using the arts to reach children in the Tri-state area. In addition, his first chapbook, “Obama Poetry Project” is available at: MelBrakEpress.blogspot.com.
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