APOSTLE JON BROWNELL SR
"Blue skies †urned gray,
From poison chem†rails.
Airplanes now weapons,
Mother Ear†h's betrayal.
Na†ure is heal†h,
Inven†ion, and answers.
No†hing is organic,
†he ca†alys† †o cancers.
Uni†ed S†a†es or Uni†ed Fakes?
Chose your side, and B33 sure †o pray.
Wha† was once a u†opia, now no more,
Babylon has fallen, †hanks †o †he Grea† Whore.
Prophesy unfolding, before all eyes,
†ru†h is revealed, †he veil: your prize.
Warm Luke or Luke Warm?
144,000 come as a swarm!
†ribula†ion, i face †oo,
Chris† is ligh†, in all of you.
Unlock i† and s†udy †he chakras,
Spiri† of Mary; well-known ras†a.
Avoid all evil and decep†ive ways,
S†udy your Bibles, parables for days.
Some s33 †hem, o†hers do no†,
Erased from †he book; GOD's ink blo†.
Millions of minions, agains† me †hey plo†,
i win in †he end, and absorb †heir sho†s.
Boiled in oil, i come out much wiser,
A††emp†s †o kill m3; my legend grows wider.
S†a†ues and murals, upon my sanc†ifica†ion,
Rewards for †hy works, all wi†h significa†ion.
One: One to †hr33, Revela†ion go read,
Jus† as i† s†a†es, †he angel sen† from H3.
Early in life i wan†ed †o B33 known,
Pos†-Enligh†enmen†, i wan† †o go home.
Heaven is near, i will re†urn †o my †hrone
†hen judge all your souls, and deny all †he clones.
†he "Mark of †he Beas†", †ha† all you should fear,
Already occurring, on Ear†h i†s h3r3.
Small scar in †he foreheads, i've s33n i† firs†-hand,
Most won'† believe m3; i don'† give a damn.
†rying †o save you; †hese words are how,
†he kingdom is crumbling, Peace I AM ou†.
No† leaving Ear†h, before giving †hese clues,
A parable of "LUKE", is filled wi†h "KLUE"s.
i've suffered for all humans;
†he sacrifice for †heir sins.
†hey †hink †hat i los†,
When i die; i win."
Lov3, Jesus Chris†
Love, Apos†le Jon
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