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Michael Jackson Justice: A Prayer for Weary and the Sick At Heart

God: Reconnect to Him

The Conspiracy against God is about "The Word", and the profaning of His Holy Name within us. Adam fell in the garden, breaking the direct connection to God. Jesus, the "last Adam" was a quickening Spirit, the Word made Flesh, and the only one with whom we can re-establish our relationship with God. Michael's story is still unfolding. He is the one who is, is not. But Jesus is the only name given under heaven by which we must be saved. Many are trying to rewrite HIStory. We were given a help to instruct us. Learn more "here".

Saturday, August 11, 2012

A Prayer for Weary and the Sick At Heart

Fork in The Road

"As he that taketh away a garment in cold weather, and as vinegar upon nitre, so is he that singeth songs to an heavy heart."

Did you see their faces?
Did they touch you?
Have you felt such pain?

Sometimes, I hate sitting here by myself in the wee hours of the morning.  There is so much going on in the world weighing so heavily on me with a huge capstone of doubt on top of it all.

I am sitting in the middle of three blog topics and I don’t know which one should go up.  Yes, I prayed for answers.  Still waiting.

So at the risk of putting the wrong blog topic up first, I am sitting here writing this and I’m ashamed to say it, but the tears are again my company as my husband snores in the bedroom.  He doesn’t know a quarter of the struggle I go through.

In a dream where paths were prominent, I left the strait and narrow trying to cut over to a shorter, wider path.  When I realized I didn’t want that path I was stuck, indecision freezing me in place.  Either path I took now I ran the risk of being caught in the dark so In frustration, I cried.  How do you turn back the sun?  How do you redo?

When He appeared he asked me why I was crying and I told him.  And of course I should not have been surprised that His advice was to “take the strait and narrow” and not leave the path.

In the dream, he placed me back on the path where I had left it.  In real life, that is not so easy.

“Real Life”.  Not even sure what that is anymore.  Everything going on in the world is UN-real.  The breadcrumbs they have fed us to slowly acclimate us to their ideals has suddenly become fist fulls of bread being stuffed down our psyche to the point where we are fighting for air, choking on reality that we are STILL being told is a “stale conspiracy theory”.  Even with the very events whipping us on the face on a daily basis like the sharp limb of a tree that your companion thoughtlessly let slash back into you as they led the way.

Why is this getting so hard?  How do you stay focused on one battle when sixty others are vying for your attention and timing is so crucial?

The three topics I am working on are Michael’s family’s battle with the lying estate executors.  I have new info.

The second some new information on the pedophile rings.  It has to do with Michael and a friend of his that is no longer with us.

The third is verification in a passage in the Bible of something that was once not clear to me but now is.  I can tell you this about it:

We are not going to be able to rely on ourselves for this discernment.  It is now that we have to really concentrate on getting closer to God, because this pain will be unbearable without it.

I am aware that Michael had help in some of the battles he was fighting, and he was fighting more than one.  Lots of support that Michael had was of course downplayed in the press and the media.  Their lies sicken me like you would not believe.  Almost as much as Branca at this point and he’s another story.  Sometimes it is just hard for me to believe that a lawyer could be so stupid, yet so insanely evil.  It’s even harder to reconcile that any law abiding court or news source would support him in his efforts to steal a son and brother away from a family.  Now he seeks to steal Michael’s children.

I hope he likes it hot.

One of the topics I will cover is the murder of someone, another, who was trying to expose the world wide pedophile ring . . . Michael knew who they were and most probably was supporting them in some way, shape or form.  There are also other pedophile rings that went under the radar or were completely ignored by mainstream press . . . in favor of the 2005 trial against the one they were falsely accusing to cover up what was so close to being revealed.

I really hope I am not wrong on this timeline.  I really hope we are close.  Because I do not want to be here anymore.  I really just do not want to see anymore.  God help us.  There are people down here, God, but you have a lot of digging to do to get to us.

All I know is , the death of love in the world . . . . hurts.  And every single laminin in my body feels it.



  1. Bonnie,

    Boy you said it perfectly: The death of love in the world! OMG!! That hurts soo bad! I see the death of love on my way to work: I live in NYC, ride the subway to and from work where men no longer get up to give a women their seat, infact they will run to beat you to the seat. Then I get to work and the bitterness is in co- workers: no good morning and if you are pleasant and polite- something is wrong with you! I see how there are so many people that have the "I" syndrome: if it doesn't benefit me then it doesn't matter. I see people who want to be worshipped by sitting in their presence listening to them complain about what isn't right but won't do anything about it. Then when you decide you don't want to listen to their poison any longer- you're wrong.

    Kind words, supporting another, helping one another is nearly gone. People are more like these reality shows: opening displaying or bragging about loose sexual behavior and when you don't partake in this behavior, you're labeled "gay". Having less and less Christ like behavior.
    I saw what looked like to be a couple with 2 small boys. One child was asleep, the other child was crying. Instead of the mother attempting to either feed the child, or change the child's pamper- the mother stood there locked in space, totally ignoring his cries. The so called father (I guess) or male figure told the child to shut up and when the child didn't he began pinching the child all over his body! I couldn't believe what I was seeing! It brought tears to my eyes. It wasn't like the child was crying because he wanted to have his way, it was because he lacked the love and attention he needed from these people who were responsible for him.

    1. Hi Anonymous,

      I worked in Philadelphia and D.C. during my lifetime and I can tell you that it is the same in the rural south, only because there are less people it is not as concentrated. Whatever they tell you about southern hospitality, that too went out of style. People pull out in front of you on the road after watching you approach for a few seconds, there are NO SUCH THING as turn signals. I thought that was a Baltimore thing. And probably the biggest difference is, at least in the area I live in, you have more family that live together, so you'll SEE hospitality, but in this day and age you have to be born into it.

      I don't have family close by, so everyone here is my family. And although I don't get out much anymore I can remember what a smile or a kind word does to people, and I can tell you it still works.

      I was shocked to hear your story about the child (was this on a subway?) and I wonder how Michael would have handled that? I know in New York it may be different but down here if I see a child crying, I engage the parents first, to ease their suspicions that I am going to be judgemental and I'll ask if I can talk to the child. Usually they say yes, even if a little exasperated. (Supermarket is where I see this most often). So then I will start talking to the child or make funny faces, or ask him really silly questions that even the mom or dad start laughing and it seems to break the tension with both the child and the mom. If I have enough time, sometimes I can get the little one to forget what they were crying about. They don't always laugh, but the look on their faces is priceless (who is this lady??? She's weird! LOL!)

      I remember I swatted my child's rump one time for acting up in the bank (my hyper child. Little darling is 25 now). And a gentleman in the next line looked back at me and said, "You know, some people would consider that child abuse". And I replied, "Well, my child doesn't and his behavior is really my main concern right now". I didn't expect his reaction. I got the biggest smile. Most parents in a public situation are caught in the middle. If your child is crying/screaming you're a bad parent. If you give the child attention you're a permissive parent. If you try to stop his crying you're an abusive parent. But pinching? No. I would have a hard time with that.

      What you saw were probably some overwhelmed and apathetic parents (your description of the mom), and that hurts too seeing the breakdown of that parental bond. It makes me angry because this is one of their aims in breaking down the family unit.

    2. Of course breaking down the family unit is a big agenda of theirs. Gosh, it so sad how we treat one another! This child pinching incident was on the subway. It was a crowded subway and looking at the male figure, you could tell he would curse you out badly if someone intervened. Most of us standing nearby saw what he was doing and you could feel the feeling of horror in the air. I felt so bad for this child and helpless at the same time because in these situations you don't know what to do! You wonder if you say something will it make it worst for the child or what????

      Kind words have truly gone out of the window. I am the one whose pet passed last Sunday night, I went back to work on Wednesday and a co-worker stopped me in the to say: So how does it feel? My stomach dropped! How could you say that to a person??? Mind you the person who asked this question mother passed away a few months ago. I would have been so wrong if I would have said, it feels the same way it did when your mother passed. But I didn't, instead I just walked away.
      Again, I ask WHERE IS THE LOVE?

    3. I agree with you, You DON'T know if you are going to make it worse for the child. I can't say what I would do unless I was faced with that situation. I can only tell you what I have done in similar situations.

      The LOVE will have to come from us, Christ's reflection, one person we interact with at a time.

  2. They are succeeding at a rapid rate with the encouragement of the breakdown of the family unit. I'm over it,,,seriously.


    1. You're over it? I sure hope not. :o(

  3. My paternal grandma used to say : "Tutto il mondo e un paese" = the whole world is a village. Ladies, the egoïsm & indifference read in both your comments is common everywhere. Since the mid-1960s we live in a material world where money, consuming, career, self-fullfilment are the key words. Thus for weird parents with weird behaviours, their own children are kind of troublemakers to this material life. Though unless a parent evidences a weird or crual behaviour towards his child in public necessitating an intervention, I would not judge either for we don't know always how dramatic some parents' situation really is & as you said, Bonnie, " Most parents in a public situation are caught in the middle".

    Bonnie, if you have the faith (as you said getting closer to God is indeed for all of us the right thing to do) it hopefully will help you overcoming your moments of sorrow & discouragement even if we see no real encouraging signs worldwide. As to the pedophile rings or separately the Jacksons/Estate issues, we see some exposure coming to light in spite of high spheres' dirty tricks aiming to cover the truth. But how far can the Devil be destroyed at the root ?

    Nice what you said "..everyone here is my family" : how I feel too♥

    1. And I am telling you, I am going to COMPLETELY mis-pronounce that. That reminds me of the "It takes a village to raise a child" that Ms. Hitlary Clinton was given credit for "coining" Little did we know that her interpretation of "village" was "the state" minus the parent. But I'm sure that's not the way your grandmother meant that. The way you phrased it sounds more like Michael's "we're all family" :o) God bless your grandma♥

      Maybe that's what God is working on Line . . . the "root" of the Devil. It takes "a little season". I still like your little Mikey-smirkey picture. Looks like he's winking.

      I have a blog going up tonight. It's going to be a little different than what I planned but maybe I can condense some of the other stuff. Something important in there that really ties in with what is going on with the estate vs. Jackson now.

    2. Thanks for my Grandma - She had a hard life, raised 7 kids & except migrating from sunny Italy with Grandpa & kids to Northern Europe, she did not travel much. Nothing to do with Hit-lary :o) Yes, Mike is winking at us all ;o)

  4. Sometimes you hear exactly what you need to hear:

    Ezekiel 36:24-27
    For I will take you from among the heathen, and gather you out of all countries, and will bring you into your own land.

    25 Then will I sprinkle clean water upon you, and ye shall be clean: from all your filthiness, and from all your idols, will I cleanse you.

    26 A new heart also will I give you, and a new spirit will I put within you: and I will take away the stony heart out of your flesh, and I will give you an heart of flesh.

    27 And I will put my spirit within you, and cause you to walk in my statutes, and ye shall keep my judgments, and do them.

    1. see, Bonnie :o)..but until then, it's a long way..:o(

    2. I know, I know . . . (brood)

  5. Emeli Sande, God Bless you! I heard your voice.

    John 15:4
    Abide in me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself, except it abide in the vine; no more can ye, except ye abide in me.

    Un-knoting the knots in my stomach. BRB. House chores had to be done. I will have a blog up tonight though. :o)

  6. Its interesting Donte has a pic of the brain up on his tumblr site hightling the PINEAL GLAND.....


    1. It's not Donte's pictures that I pay that much attention to. It's Jafaar's pictures that used to be of great interest to me. Donte likes posting the pro-esoteric/New Age stuff. It's like Donte and Jafaar's "dueling banjos" in picture/message form.

  7. Bonnie - when you said this, I really understood...

    "All I know is, the death of love in the world . . . . hurts. And every single laminin in my body feels it."

    After hearing "Be Not Always," I cried listening to the sound of Michael's tears in his voice. Since Michael left us, it feels like everything happening in the world has been amplified so that our eyes, ears and mind have suddenly become heightened receptors. As if being bombarded all at once with an enlightened awareness that didn't exist before, and it's been a shock to the senses. With Michael's departure, I feel the love for humanity has left the world along with him. I sit here witnessing society being broken down and wonder - where is humanity going? How can it survive without love, compassion, faith...a soul? If those things are deemed obsolete in a singular global society, in favor of pedophile tendencies and moral decay, do we even want to go where they plan to take us?! The light that once glowed within each of us as individuals is starting to flicker under threats of tyranny and oppression. We are facing dark times.

    But as Michael said, there is nothing more powerful than the human mind, and he more than most knew the importance of maintaining mental and spiritual strength. We all have a fight on our hands, and we can either surrender to it...or resist it with every ounce of humanity we have left!

    1. Micheline,

      Be Not Always reminds me of what perhaps David might sound like singing a Psalms. Even the instrumentals in the song I can almost see the words " . . . To the Chief musician on a stringed instrument, an eight stringed harp.

      That night that I put this blog together, I was crying and something told me to get that song and put it on this blog. I listened to the whole thing, looking at those eyes through the whole song. After I had just prayed for direction and what's going to happen.

      I believe God pulls on our heart to pray when we need to pray and it's almost like, you can FEEL it and it feels like an actual physical pulling. I always wondered if it was something electrical that comes from the brain and goes to the heart so you can feel it from there (because that's where there are nerve endings). And just like anyone pulling on your hand or your arm, you have to go - you HAVE to pray.

      Society was breaking down before Michael left. But after he left it has been on fast-forward.

      In Daniel, Michael had to leave, or stand up, or be "taken out of the way" before all this evil could reveal itself.

      They think this is THEIR PLAN . . . but it's not.

  8. Definitely...we are all "family" on this blog. And Michael is one of our very own, too! I am still overwhelmed with emotion at how much he has opened our hearts and made us see, feel...and care. I guess in order to bring love back into the world, we have to see the pain and ugliness of what a lack of love leaves in its wake.

    The father pinching the child was abominable - how on earth would that silence a crying child? If the child did stop crying, chances are the father's behavior was a regular habit - a threatening gesture that the child learns to associate with something worse happening when they got home, so they know to stop crying. Taking a little pain now to avoid more pain later!

    I know of a similar situation with a couple and a four year old boy that lived in my complex many years ago. If the child was raising havoc in the apartment, the father would take him outside, sit him on the steps and hold his neck firmly from behind. He said nothing, but if the boy didn't stop his tantrum, he tightened his grip as a stun tactic, to cut off his air supply for a split second and the boy would stay quiet. The father would then inhale his cigarette and blow smoke in the boy's face. In my opinion, the smoke was a message to the boy because we later learned that the child showed evidence of cigarette burns on his thighs. Perhaps obeying his father outside meant he could avoid a more painful experience inside. On that day anyway.

    This speaks volumes about the mother as well, who must have known what was going on, since she bathed her little boy and had to see the burns. The father went to jail finally and the grandmother sued for custody and won. I'm upset to have shared this story tonight, because some families just can't be saved and I think of that boy from time to time, hoping his life turned out OK.

    Back to the New York subway incident, if the male parent had a short temper or was potentially violent as he must have been to inflict pain on his child, who knows what he might have done to a stranger who opened their mouth in protest. On a New York City subway, the last thing you want to do is interfere in a domestic situation. People worry more about getting shot, and often the shooter needs very little provocation. Even Michael knew he couldn't save every child, but there is always another one who needs help and that's what he never gave up on.

    With love and humanity - Micheline

    1. Micheline,

      LOL, I just got done talking to my son on the phone (looooooong conversation). This was my youngest son, the one that had the dream about God telling him He was going to leave him behind to "fight for the others". He's way ahead of me on what our government has done research wise on the interdimensional, but he's getting off track on some of the Bible prophecy.

      The story about the boy who lived in your apartment complex - Just unbelievable. I just want to go back in time and steal that little boy and protect him. Even if I don't have any control over that child's predicament, I would still want to try and have some kind of influence over making that parent see what they are doing. I'd have to do SOMETHING.

  9. Bonnie,

    I agree. It's like morals has gone out the window. I read about the situation with the child on the subway and it sickens me. I can only imagine what the father does to the child behind closed doors. I can understand that people don't want to get involved because it can get dangerous.

    Like there was one incident in a major city about a year ago (can't remember but I think it was Chicago) where this young mother probably in her late teens or early twenties was riding on the city bus with her young child who is around two years old. Anyway, the child was crying and the mother got agitated and slapped the child in the face. The man came to the child's defense and told the mother that she slapped the child too hard. Of course, the mother cussed the man out and told him to mind his own business but the man didn't let up and it ensued in a argument on the bus while other passengers watched.

    The girl got on her cell phone and called someone. When the bus came to her stop a group of young men was waiting for the man with their guns as the woman got off the bus with her child. All of this was on camera. They started shooting at the bus while there are still passengers. The bus driver had no choice but to drive away but the man who was arguing was covering the bus driver so a bullet won't hit him. Luckily, no one was hurt but they apprehended all the men including the mother. All of them was arrested, went to trial and now they are serving time in prison. But this gives you an idea why people don't get involved.

    When I read about stuff like this, it goes to show that people don't care and the ones that do end up suffering the consequences when they try to defend a child. But after they were caught I know that there is still hope because the law has shown that this will not be tolerated.


  10. Just so everyone knows here - I was one of the anonymous callers who contacted the police when I heard the woman screaming like she was being slapped around badly by her husband. Another neighbor told me about the incident with the child and the cigarette smoke, and she is the one who placed that call. No one could ever keep me from ignoring signs of child abuse, but I would never put myself in danger by stepping in the middle of a volatile situation. An anonymous call can save a life, whereas direct interference can cost you your life. That good samaritan on the bus is a perfect example of how a concerned act escalated into an organized attack of savagery - not just on him, but the entire bus! No one expected this woman to call for the help of her pit bulls, and killing another human being meant nothing to her. She was already desensitized beyond caring about hitting her child. This is what good samaritans are up against, making it that much harder to defend the innocent.

    I'm all for helping in any way we can, but confronting an abuser is like diving into a pool head first without knowing how deep it is. You may not come out alive.


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