Video from the first “I Wear White” conceptual art project. This has been incorporated into the Omega project – “Salvation”. I will be updating it soon and expanding on it as the new novel unfolds.

It has been over a decade since I had what people who I used to classify as friends thought was a terrible event in my life. From the outside, I can see how this misconception occurred. However, in the years since then, I have come to realise it is because I never knew these people. Not really. If they did know me, then they would have known I have been searching for answers to personal questions I have had since I was a child. To visions, to suffering, and in regards to the specifics of my ‘education’ and purpose in life.

It was that same night (that to this day people who have never bothered to ask me) that provided all the answers I ever needed, and more. I will be writing in Salvation and in the “Lost Friends” short stories about that night and why I threw away my entire life to pursue a deeper truth. I have called the short stories “Lost Friends” because in the years I actually needed my friends, they were nowhere to be found. I have been contactable, but once people think you’re crazy, it doesn’t matter what you do, good friends will just walk away or stop talking to you.

In the interest of transparency, I will be writing about a few of these people, like Katrina, Nicki, Luke and others. I would say now that I once saw these people as family. The worst is feeling dumb for misunderstanding that you are only an acquaintance to people you see as friends. Life moves on. One “friend” I have omitted from this list due to a conversation we once had (will be featured in “The Confession” next short story in the series) about how they found their very young students attractive. You can already see where I am going with this, and THAT is the reason I no longer communicate with that individual.

For myself though, the series is also about me as a writer and an individual. It is also a clumsy “coming out” as stigmatic, and with a clearer discussion of just what I have been through in my life and the preparations the Spirit has made for me to speak with you in this way.

You need a Halliday

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Behold, I will send my messenger, and he shall prepare the way before me: and the Lord, whom ye seek, shall suddenly come to his temple, even the messenger of the covenant, whom ye delight in: behold, he shall come, saith the LORD of hosts.

Malachi 3:1 (KJ Version of course)

Global Early Warning System OMEGA

Eat the Scroll

TESTING COMPLETE

and in the morning, ‘Today it will be stormy, for the sky is red and overcast.’ You know how to interpret the appearance of the sky, but you cannot interpret the signs of the times.

Matthew 16:3

It may not have made sense to them at the time, as I was speaking of a future time – now to be precise. The problem being, that just sounds crazy, and since it had been made clear to me by the Spirit, and, well, the One who sends it, that all of these friends would abandon me and pity me. I didn’t want to say what I was shown that night, a fearful vision. I wanted to run, but there was nowhere to hide from what I was shown, and from WHO showed me.

What hurt the most, was that they didn’t see any connection with my ex, and again someone I thought was a friend, named Katrina, and the coming of Hurricane Katrina after they had made it clear we were not friends. Confirmation is always in the clouds. It made no difference to them to tell them to watch “Walking on Sunshine” by Katrina and the Waves. What had been entrusted to me that night would only be understood by the wise. How could a pop song from the mid 80s reveal to me both the Boxing Day Tsunami AND Hurricane Katrina – AFTER having a Katrina in my life for some time, and then walking out of it.

It was no wonder that I had trouble processing what could barely fit inside my mind. So, the “Lost Friends” short stories, the Salvation Novel, and the Little Scroll are, essentially, what I was shown that night. The vision in its entirety. I am not a fool, I am not a madman, I am not a good man. I am, however, anointed. Please accept my words and works with the grace that allowed me to complete them.

As I have said in a previous post, if you keep Orange in mind, I promise, the Holy Spirit will send you the answers you need. I have to go now. War is approaching.