Twilight Report Blog

Time to Move

admin — Fri, 05 Mar 2010 02:24:13 +0000

Warning, Tsunami, Numbers

9.11, 9.40, 10.10, 4.44, 3.33

The Global Siren has sounded.

Naysayers, Mockers, Scoffers,

Take Heed. Observe Haiti, Chile.

Island Nations, Cities

Those who live by the Sea.

Japan, Waikiki.

“Another” is near. Dark. Immense. Deadly.

Be at the ready, to move inland and up.

Up between mountains that block the sea.

Choose well. Plan. Prepare. Tents. Supplies.

The First Shockwave of 9’s rocks the ocean floor.

The Pacific rises. 4.44

Her massive white hems strike coastal lands.

10.10 Again and Again.

Miami, Havana

Keep your eyes on the sea.

For on a near summer tinged day,

She will also rise.

Once she passes, one will see

A forest of trees standing in the sea.

Good Samaritans

admin — Fri, 05 Mar 2010 02:11:02 +0000

To those who desire to experience the Prophetic,

and are ready to help warn

and save others,

Ask with a humble heart:

“To The Divine of Eternal Light

will you please reveal to me what is

coming so that I can help to warn and save others?

I humbly thank you.”

Truly, this is something, that cannot be done, by only one.

Many hands will be needed in many places.

Godspeed….

11:11

admin — Fri, 06 Nov 2009 23:44:40 +0000

2010, 2011
A tipping point is reached,
by Nature and
by Man.
Soon, the First Gale blows
in from the Sun.
As the lines between Man
grow weaker,
the lines to the Divine
grow stronger,
for Receivers
of Dreams, Visions
and Number Signs…

9

admin — Fri, 06 Nov 2009 23:44:16 +0000

The Earth floor cracks.
The Ocean floor snaps.
Nine. Two times.
As the Indian Ocean goes,
so goes the Pacific,
the Japan, South China, and
Asian Seas.
Alarm ignites across the wires.
“It” is two times bigger
than they thought it would be…
Yet, “It” is not “The One”.
“It” comes from deep grey waters,
in the near Northern winter.
“The One”, rumbles, then rises mightily
at the approach of 2012

Signs of 11

admin — Tue, 30 Jun 2009 23:44:54 +0000

11, 11:11, 1:11

The same set of numbers day after day.

Coincidence stretched, broken.

A call to be part

of a Greater Purpose.

Answer the call.

“Is this from The Divine?”

Wait patiently for confirmation.

Then Ask the meaning of the sign.

When it is revealed, forget it not.

Many hands needed, in many places.

Report the Truth of what you are shown.

A Global Siren Wails

admin — Tue, 23 Jun 2009 23:32:36 +0000

So much. So soon.

Danger for many, in many places.

Death sweeps softly in circles.

Around and around.Harsher and heavier.

What has not been seen before,

will now be seen.

NATURE RISES.

Colossal Twin Winds

spin-kick the sea.

Monstrous waves march ahead in protest.

Pacific, Atlantic land ways are struck hard,

brought to their knees.

Hawaii is first to encounter the deadly cyclonic storms.

South America, Japan, California and Hawaii

shake 7’s and 8’s.

Europe, Alaska rock and quake.

The Ocean gathers her skirts, then rushes in

to reclaim the coral beds that Man lies on.

Hawaii receives her wrath first.

Japan, then the U.S, are next.

Massive floodwaters blur World map lines.

Yet, life giving rain shuns the Far East.

A Desert of Famine unfolds.

CHAOS RISES.

An Arrow of Destruction

strikes the sparkling waters off Waikiki Beach.

A preceding warning shot falls short with planned deceit.

East confronts West.

Fires ignite throughout the Middle East.

With a frightening roar,

The Second Powerful Bear,

sends Death from its lair.

The First Powerful Bear,

Harbinger of The Plague of Hardship

is already here

and will grow stronger and bolder yet.

A Great Geyser thunders upwards,

Darkness, Turmoil

spread from sea to sea.

Hold on to the Light within your hearts.

For though there will be a Legion of Trials,

Wonders shall appear as well.

This is not the End.

This is The Beginning.

Hello World….The Message

admin — Tue, 23 Jun 2009 23:25:20 +0000

Sadness echoes in the Earth’s Song.

She warms. She shakes.

The Least of These and Entire Species

are denied their rightful place.

So much suffering.

A Global Siren wails.

A wave of Unnatural Darkness

creeps across the World’s face.

Angels rise, then hover

above the stricken Earth,

Beautiful, Angelic Suns.

Ana stands in the Realm of Dreams,

an Angel by her side.

An Ominous warning resounds,

thunders, deep into the Twilight.

The Guardians, the True Lords of the Land,

Bear witness before God.

“With SOME of the Tenants We Are PLEASED.

OTHERS, WE ARE NOT”.

They approach from above.

A rippling wall looms, fills Ana’s vision.

“AND YOU? WAS THERE NOT SOMETHING YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO DO?”

A commanding voice rumbles.

“Message.” a kind voice whispers.

Astonished, Ana turns and runs

down the mountain street,

past the sleeping houses of Man.

“I forgot to give them the message!” She calls back.

“I will do it NOW!”

She had asked “What is coming?”

She was shown,

“A RECKONING IS COMING.”

Flash

admin — Mon, 04 May 2009 21:16:14 +0000

So soon, so sudden

earth and trees

are dragged kicking into the sea.

A malignant brown stain

spreads across salty blue.

Dark waters

jumble, tumble.

The Northwest, the Pacific

churn, turn

into a maelstrom of hues.

Inferno

admin — Mon, 27 Apr 2009 22:39:54 +0000

A fortress squats

in the barren desert.

Soldiers of the East

stand guard outside.

Farmers plant seedlings

fruitlessly in the hot sand.

Their wide pointed straw hats

out of place in this land.

Agony rips the silence.

The air is filled

with a young soldier’s cries.

The obscene laughter of his torturers

rise.

In the distance

a Great Lion appears.

He walks down the high dunes

past the fortress guards,

through the row of peasant farmers.

They see him not.

The brilliant sunshine beams down

on his regal mane.

He reflects it not.

His shoulders are burdened,

but his footsteps are filled with profound purpose.

His path takes him slowly westward.

The young soldier’s dying scream for his mother

pierces her heart.

She weeps.

Movement on a nearby embankment

draws her attention.

A soldier of the West

lies hidden in the river grass.

He is sprawled on his back, broken

His hand is raised in supplication.

He too, is dying.

Sparkling water races in and out of reeds

covering the sound of his wheezing whispers.

A group of Eastern soldiers leave the fortress

shadows.

They head towards the ancient waterway

Now just a wide shallow track

A fly lands on the dying soldiers fair cheek.

She can now hear his words.

“Please don’t let them find me. Please take me.”

She sobs.

The Eastern ones move closer.

“Please God, someone help him! Stop this!”

She tries to reach into the vision to protect the helpless soldier

but cannot.

“I can’t bear this. Please don’t show me anymore.

Release me from this!”. She cries to the one at her side, in the twilight.

A change.

she is above,

looking down.

The Middle East is on fire.

Solemn Words

admin — Tue, 24 Mar 2009 23:51:37 +0000

Between this world and the next,

a Great Veil shimmered with luminous ripples.

Along its length,

two figures moved slowly.

On the side of Man,

walked one, shrouded in Divine Mystery.

On the other side, in Eternal Light,

another kept pace.

And Ana heard the one on the side of Man ask,

“And as to that which the Angels spoke of?”

“Is Now Coming.”

answered the Angel.