I will be contacting Governor Kotek again about the misguided Christian Science aimed at defeating the alleged enemies of the Republican-Christian Kingdom, that falsely claim they have the teaching of Jesus and Moses at heart when it comes to Abortion Laws – and now Embryos. Slave master in the South, manipulated the embryos of THEIR ENSLAVED PROPERTY so that black women will give birth to MORE very valuable slaves. The truth is, Judges and Politicians have destroyed the foundation of Christianity, and Judaism, in claiming they are filled with the Holy Spirit, and thus own Holy Permission to hold political office, and do….THE WILL OF GOD!
I DON”T BUY IT!
Dying and being REBORN is the backbone of Christian teaching. Jesus says one must hate his parents, to be a follower. To be reborn, one is bid to give up pervious, mortal, ways – so you can own a New Identity! But, the real hidden controversy is the Battle of The Holy Sprit between John and Jesus, and Mary and Elizabeth. John and his parents – were never Christians! They descend from Aaron and Moses. They are The Jews of Jews’. When Elizabeth could not CONCIEVE, she took the vow of the Nazarite, as did Hannah, and Samson’s mother – whose name is not given! WHY?
The Judge who offered Godly words to make enemies of Jesus-God, did not mention the Nazarite Vow, and mothers being filled with the Holy Spirit – as their child is filled – in the womb! Why then does Zachariah sing Hannah’s song, and not his wife?
“Even before birth,”
An hour ago I found an article about Rick Chapmn who led me to reading the Bible in 1987.
John of The Holy Spirit
“Human life cannot be wrongfully destroyed without incurring the wrath of a holy God,” he wrote in a concurring opinion that invoked the Book of Genesis and the prophet Jeremiah and quoted at length from the writings of 16th- and 17th-century theologians.
“Even before birth,” he added, “all human beings have the image of God, and their lives cannot be destroyed without effacing his glory.”
Songs of the Nazarite Women
Posted on October 20, 2019 by Royal Rosamond Press
This is where the Evangelical End Time Heresy come to a end! This is a message from my New Radio Church.
Here is the song the father of John the Baptist allegedly sang. It is similar to Hannah’s song who took the vow of the Nazarite, as did her son, Samuel the Nazarite. John was a Nazarite for life. Even while in his mother’s womb, he was filled with the Holy Spirit. John did not prepare the WAY for Jesus, but the “WAYS” of the Lord.
Several Democratic lawmakers touted a bill Monday that would clarify that frozen embryos outside the human body cannot be considered human lives under state law.
That bill, if it becomes law, could restart IVF treatments paused since a controversial Alabama Supreme Court decision.
Removing The Perpetual Virginity Of Mary
Posted on April 9, 2023 by Royal Rosamond Press
“It is finished!”
Posted on October 21, 2022 by Royal Rosamond Press
I have received NO GUESSES as to what Jesus meant when he said “It is done!”
In Defense of Oregon From The Christian-right….As Conducted by John Presco ‘The Nazarite
In my defense of the State I live, I will be revealing parts of my two unpublished theological novels ‘Where Art Thou?’ and ‘The Lion of God’.. It is my hope Governor Tina Kotek will provide funding for a Board if Theologians, Scientists, and Democratic Scholars, in order to produce a universal paper that can be used to combat the abusive science, and abusive legal strategies of abusive Christine leaders and Christina Politicians.
https://www.meherbabatravels.com/books/authors-of-baba-contents/rick-chapman
| MEANWHILE IN AMERICA, Meher Baba’s message on drugs was being widely spread by a group of hardworking young lovers, such as Robert Dreyfuss, Allan Cohen and Rick Chapman, who wrote articles, gave talks and appeared on television and radio shows, appealing to young people to give up drugs. As a result of this anti-drug campaign, many came to know of Baba and several to love him. In fact, back on April 21st, Baba had Adi write the following to Ivy O. Duce, eliciting her full support for this work: |
Dying and Being Reborn
Posted on September 15, 2023 by Royal Rosamond Press
I took a break and watched MSNBC. They had a segment on people dying while being treated in a hospital.
EXTRA!
For a month I have been preparing to blog on the amazing celestial events that are occurring. There are – signs! This morning, September 16, 2023, I read about a Ring of Fire event over Eugene Oregon.
John ‘The Seer’
Eugene gets front-row seat for ‘Ring of Fire’ eclipse in October: Farmer’s Almanac
Story by Andrew Foran •47m
PORTLAND, Ore. (KOIN) — On Oct. 14, Oregonians can expect a spectacle in the form of an annular solar eclipse moving over the region.
According to the Farmer’s Almanac, this annual eclipse is special because for viewers in some regions, including Oregon, the moon’s position will make the sun appear like a ring of fire in the sky.
During the eclipse, the moon will be near its furthest point from Earth, the almanac says, which will result in the moon looking smaller than usual. The last time an eclipse like this appeared over the United States was over a decade ago in 2012.
Thousands sign up to experience magic mushrooms as Oregon’s novel psilocybin experiment takes off
Nine lucky states in the western US will have a front-row seat for the annular eclipse: Oregon, Idaho, California, Nevada, Colorado, Utah, Arizona, New Mexico and Texas.
Specifically, the Farmer’s Almanac said that the direct “path of annularity” extends from the central Oregon Coast down to the Gulf Coast, going directly over Eugene, Ore.
At 9:16 a.m., the ring phase of the eclipse will appear above Eugene for nearly four minutes, but if you aren’t in Eugene, don’t worry, you can still see the eclipse although it won’t be a full ring.
In Portland, the Farmer’s Almanac said that the eclipse will be at 87% coverage at 9:19 a.m., and in Seattle, the eclipse will be at 80% coverage at 9:20.
Eugene gets front-row seat for ‘Ring of Fire’ eclipse in October: Farmer’s Almanac© Provided by KOIN Portland
A Boston man named Bob Dreyfuss and later Jim McGrew, went to see Baba. Baba was in seclusion, but he agreed to see Dreyfuss when he learned that Dreyfuss had worked his way to India in time to arrive in Poona for the December Sahavas we were scheduled to have, but which Baba had meantime canceled, and Dreyfuss did not know it. Baba told him to stop taking LSD and to go back to Boston and tell everybody else also to stop. Two boys he talked with, Rick Chapman and Allan Cohen became interested in Baba — and the Master put his will behind them, using me as a sort of central bureau for the work, and they got into magazines, newspapers, television and radio. It was fantastic. Rick went off to India on a Fulbright scholarship and eventually Allan came out here and is working on the campus of the University of California in Berkeley.
After My Death On LSD
Posted on September 18, 2014 by Royal Rosamond Press
While attending Serenity Lane in Eugene Oregon, getting help for my alcoholism, I heard there was going to be a meeting of Meher Baba Lovers from all over the world at a Seminary College in Portland. It was a three day event. When it came time to have lunch in the cafeteria I found an empty table, I thought. After taking a bite of my food, I looked up to see three gentleman standing over me. They wanted to say they were sitting there, but, ended up staring at me.
After being seated, one of them asked me;
“What do you do to make yourself look so much like Meher Baba?”
I put down my fork and responded to gentleman with the big mustache, and, who looked like Baba himself;
“I molded a plastic mask of the Avatar and strap it on each night. It is painful, but, it does the trick! Now, tell me your secret.”
This morning my Angel told me this upon waking;
“Google Rick Chapman. You missed something Jon.”
I found out that Rick and others were called the “Baba-boys” by the Avatar of the Age who wanted these boys to spread his anti-LSD and drug message. After my death on a massive dose of LSD on McClure’s Beach, two days later I was bid to take another dose so I could come back into my body. A group of people were waiting for me in the next room. They were members of the Brotherhood of Eternal Love. When I spoke to them, I said this;
“I am going to take this drug from you and dilute it in the ocean.”
This was February 1967. I was a original Hippies. I spread my anti-LSD and Marijuana message to all those who were close to me. I was not aware that my DNA carried a message that rendered all members of my natal family, alcoholics – and insane! The loss of my daughter and grandson, and the wanton destruction of my Rosy Family Tree that I recovered from oblivion, is proof we are being driven insane.
A half hour ago I watched a video that ISIS made. It shows a British journalist giving a MESSAGE to the world, claiming he does this of his own free will, and not because there is a gun pointed at his head. This is the epitone of Madness.
When I died, I saw God and His Liberating Truth. I will speak of this event not to make you Believe, or have Faith or Religion, but that you be grounded in your divine creation, in a heaven that lie at your feet. You were born in His image. You have the right to brush your fingers across the horizon of the sea, and whisper…….”I am!”
In the photo of me above you will see strands of energy around me like angel hair. This energy has protected me for many years. Guns have been put to my head, the trigger pulled, but, these weapons jammed! A month after my death I beheld a picture of Baba on the wall of our commune, and went into a deep trance. I saw that we suffered in similar ways.
Jon the Nazarite
Going Into Shock & PTSD
Posted on August 12, 2013 by Royal Rosamond Press
In 1987 I returned to McLure’s Beach and climbed the rock I fell on. I was utterly alone. There was no one in the parking lot, and thus no one for miles. I had gone thru the New Hope Program and had a year of sobriety. I had been in hypnotherapy. I had to do this.
I had not climbed but thirty feet, and was heading for the bridge, when I came upon a plaque nailed into the rock.
“6 KNOWN DEATHS”
This plaque was not there in 1967, and the thought that six people who came after me, met their death, was otherworldly. I was entering The Land of the Known Dead. I thought about the collective grief of their families. Their tears had come here. I closed my eyes, took some deep breaths, told myself I can do this, and proceeded.
I do not think Keith and James knew I was going into shock, because they were in shock at seeing me wounded. The powerful dose was incapacitating. We could not walk. Like a heavy gravity we were pinned to the sand. We could only watch and wait until the inital impact subsided.
After James tried to wash my wound, and after I got soaking wet, I told him to leave me be. He went and sat with Keith about fifty feet away. I sat at the edge of the water listening to the strange sound that the gravel made as each wave receded. It sounded like many engines. All of a sudden landing craft were coming out of the ocean, and I was in the a middle of horrendous battle. A young man fell next to me, mortally wounded. When he died, and with his last breath, he uttered his last word;
“Mother!”
I believe I was that soldier.
I watch that scene from Saving Private Ryan where the captain goes into a tunnel of silence. The engine of war is grating up and down my backbone. My teeth are chattering. I can not make it stop.
Jon
http://wrybread.com/gametone/leftcoast/mcclures.shtml
http://www.meherbabatravels.com/books/authors-of-baba-contents/rick-chapman/
Saint Francis and The Perfect Master
Posted on December 24, 2014 by Royal Rosamond Press
In 1987 Marilyn bid me to get a reading at the Berkeley Psychic Institute when I was in the Bay Area. I agreed, but was highly skeptical. A young woman began the reading by saying this;
“You own your own creation – You Died!”
https://www.joincake.com/blog/what-do-you-see-when-you-die
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tony_Perkins_(politician)
The Eyes of Rocky Point
Posted on July 1, 2020 by Royal Rosamond Press
This morning I found ‘The Eyes of Rocky Point’ that go with the eye at McClure’s Beach….where I died. It was a wake up call that I had been thrown off my spiritual path, and had given up looking for the truth of how Christine drowned. I looked at more videos of this dangerous place – that my niece Drew Benton saw with her very eyes! However, she has never said so, or, given a first hand account of how she almost drowned – too!
I have decided to sue Drew Benton, get her in a court of law, and on a witness stand. I deserve to know how my beloved sister – died! I want my attorney to ask if she was scared down in that cove my friend, a Private Investigator, did not want me to enter!
Vicki told me Drew has no fond memories and feelings for her mother. She did not attend Christine’s funeral, nor did her father. At her mother’s home, Garth dropped Drew off, and did not come in and say hello to Rosemary, Lillian, Vicki, and myself. Why? Yet his words fill several pages of Rosamond’s biography. Drew played video games with Shamus which got the attention of my detective friend.
“She appears as if nothing had happened!”
There is not a spiritual bone in Drew’s body, yet she is a dark beam in the eye of the surviving family artist – and all artists! Time to remove it. Drew knew where my seventeen year old daughter was when her mother disappeared her from my life.
I played Albatross when I got home from the funeral. I expected this kind of truth, to arrive. Instead, the lies kept pouring in. Drew did much to destroy Christine’s legacy. She still allows herself to be used as the dark cauldron, as our natal family dies. Am I the only one left?
John Presco
The Cave and Cleft of God
Posted on June 23, 2019by Royal Rosamond Press
The Cave and Cleft of God
A Study For a Painting of God
By
John Presco
Copyright 2019
God had conversations with Man. Has anyone compiled His Words? In compiling photographs of McClure’s Beach for my Painting of God, my Angel said;
“God dwells here. This is the Home of God! God liveth in this cave. He will never dwell in Jerusalem again.”
Talk like this will get me killed. By whom? I will be called insane, some more. By whom? Here is where I died, on this sand. My friend had taken me into the water to wash the deep cut in my hand, and a wave caught us. There was too much sand in the water so we went out to our knees. I was completely wet, and went into shock. I looked up and saw an angel hovering over me. I pointed her out to my friend who looked down on me in a tunnel.
I left my body and walked through this cleft in the rock that a photographer calls a “crevice”. I sat down and beheld God sitting on a rock, that does not exist, unless it is just out of sight in the lower right. You can see the two rocks on either side of the opening. They are like pillars. That is Elephant Rock. My friends built a large fire next to me to dry me. I believe it was the pain of my steaming blue-jeans that brought me back. It was the first thing I saw. I was curled up in the fetus position. The Cave of God is to the left, down the beach a seventy yards. This is His view. Quite a improvement over the Men who love to argue and fight. I am done with that! I was done with that – back then!
As the touched down on the horizon, I was in a Great Battle. Tanks and landing craft came ashore. In every wave advance knights on horseback with lances and many flags. I did not survive this battle. I heard dying American soldiers in Vietnam. We died.
God came here, and looked te thousand miles across the Pacific. He was not happy that America had forsake…………THE TRUTH! He showed me……….THE TRUTH! This is the home of………THE TRUTH!
The waterfall is seasonal. It falls about fifty yards from the cave and looks like the wings of a great angel. I will paint my angel again. This time with wings. Elephant Seal Rock. A great beast comes out of the sea.
Above: A point Just south of McClures beach. I walked through a crevice in the rocks to get here. I believe this the area known as Elephant Rock.
I did a painting of my angel from memory in 1975. I died in 1967. It was the second woman I had done. My skills were not up to par. I had not painted in years. Note the cleft at the top of the rock that goes to another kingdom. I am going to do more religious work.
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