In the beginning was bill

July 19, 2008

Joel Akin

 I imagine the world we live in is about to change. Of course I am in the midst of a war over the stain on it. The point of stain is the sistem or stem of sis and its etymology. Sis is like the Sith only in Sith we have Lord and in Sis we have Sister.

 Thus if I blame a sister I blame a system or sistem of life. One wrote out in the bower of mage and mower of time. Of course mower is like a moer but a mouer or bouer is like an air of time and perhaps life.

 Of course when it comes time for spell checking we do have a bill to pay. One in which I am careful to write so I don't have to wade through what the spell checker cannot find. A word so mighty the entire world would say it cannot exist. Of course in this case it is Christ who is the WORD or word or Word of Life or life.

 Being one who likes to play with words I find it is often the point of Ru which is costly in appearance. One reason is it is a message of God. As I walked this morning I was reasoning over a cloud with clear letters of Ru and a person above the letters or what became a person. I got a later picture and by then the Ru was changing so it should remind me to take a camera on my morning walks.

 The point is that the R and u took on change and the u slanted to the north or towards the sunrise in the morning. It was there I saw a small arrow pointing to ble. Together they formed the Ruble.

If I am a prophet it is one who is a sign of the times or a reader of the daily. That is God provides and I read. It is simple. Easy in a way but one which I am careful to point out is changing and on the move. In other words the enemy can and does change some things because of what I do. If that seems fool hardy it is because of one thing that is on the move. Hardy.

Now if Hardy were to read this then please write. I say this because I am called to help you. Not in the physical so much as the spiritual or Spirit. In other words the Holy Spirit is guiding me each day to help. He knows there is an al type person who is making life a living hell. He knows it. He knows you've been held in the bind of that and that and that soul for years. He knows you've known it and maybe believed I did have some knowledge then. I didn't. I was without a clue. Just remember if you read this to write. Try Joel at earthhouse@gmail.com and try writing it as long as possible. I'll write when I get a chance.

I don't write of Ruble for an example of time. God showed it to me that it was broken. It is without much in the way of value. You have to follow the Ru route to get to the ble and that is a bile or a bible.

Now the point of Ru is to guide. Just as today I saw a heron over a sled which was coming out of the side of the hand of Michigan, so there is a sled coming only it doesn't have Santa in it. That is the price of a ride over the ferry for the people of Michigan. They are about to rise up and need a ride to the people of the other side. However it will reverse and God will raise up their name above the people of life and death. They will be feared and people who claimed they were without will find they are with.

Now that is a mystery and one I write in tandem with other things. I am in deep into the mystery of life and it is hard to keep on track. However I say that because of the heron. It was bent over in the shape of a river and that is the like of Lake Huron. The Lake itself will soon be gone. God is going to let it drain and it will become a simple spoonbill or rainbow falls. It will vanish into the sea and it will be a gone life for those who rely on it. Thus the He of it is ron and that is the Ron of iron or a person who used to live in Iron something or other. Then there is the Hue of Iron and if they find things in the old channel of Huron don't be surprised.

 People will say the Hu could also be of man so if they find things in the sea they can ride it up to the top of Michigan. There they can find a solution to it in a place called Lansing where God will raise up a people of sport and chance and life. The point is they in Lansing are expecting and that will be the raid of life on their point of the world. People will go there expecting so wait until. That is wait for a brain to rise up out of the mist. His name is brain or brain or Brian.

Finally the Ru. I call it that because the u slanted over to the point where I saw the ble and the ble wasn't fair or pretty. It was messed up but I knew what it was meant to be. Thus if the Russian people will turn to God he will heal them but the ble is their name. If in the beginning it meant rubble then it was the rubli or the rub of the bottle. Like those who wanted li they had it in full. They went to it and rubbed it until it produced. The potato was the li of life. It was the will of the people. It was the rub of time. It was the rub of joy. It was the ble in the sea. The problem is the bull became a measure of time and life. People wanted it to be the name of their God' only the God' they got was called Al and Al was part of the Li or potato in the rough. Rough was another Ru and the Rue of it became the rudimentary of their name. Russia took on the rub of li and li was the will or desire of men.

If this is strange it will make sense. Not today but in the future. The future is when my writing will make sense. Now it sounds like utter and that is futility. I write knowing it is right. I write knowing how to write and rightfully discern yet I write knowing the heart is at play with words.

My heart is odd for I take on salt and psalter for life. I had to in order to survive. I had to overcome life and death. I had to fight for life in order to keep what little I had. I had to keep it in order to survive. If I had gone to the door I would have died. That is I could not go the way others wanted me to. I had to find a way home.

Now if that doesn't make sense one day it may. I have a way of words which is hard to express. I still bear a lot of hurt in me because I could not speak clearly. Even then when I shouted and yelled I was under compulsion of life. I was the only man able to bear it and if that sounds arrogant it was. I bore it for those who had no one to turn to. People like me. Crying from broken vessels because the why of their life was cast upon the drift. We who are the Li wanted to be rubbed but want it where we can be in charge of how the rub goes. By that I mean life. I wanted life but I don't wish to be cast off as garbage.

Now the Ru is the part of the story where God shares. He is still with me. He is still here. He is not going to forsake me or you who read this. Even if I sound weird the point is that it is the way of life. We are caught in the storehouse of time and life. It is this which is why we haven't received. Being caught means like a bird. We have been in prayer for freedom. That is why God is going to take a nation and bring them all to their ble. That is tay or ta but the ble is the place of hope.

Now if that seems strange it is because of Putin. He was and is meant to be a rasp which is a saw. It grinds at the wood and begins to chafe at the sore side of the will. The will is the li and the li is the sil and the sil is the ver. Silver is the product of Russia. She is the part of the story yet to come. She is part of the dream for the father of life. I speak of God. He is going to reveal to her that she is his silver for His Service on His Table.

Russia isn't known for her courtesy. People assume she is caught up in drunkenness like those of the native people of every world. The problem is she is not a drunk. She is a li and the li is the will and the will is communism.

Communism is the spy who rang the door and said "I have a gift" and it blew. Then people came and said "Where is the chair?" for they wanted the chair which blew. That is Rasp but the Putin is the sore heart. He has a gift for clarity. He had a heart for the pee and the pul but who can laugh at such a joke? No one perhaps but maybe Rapsutin who had a gift for larceny and chaff. He was the sore name of people in Russia. The one who held his will close to the sore. He made a lie of a sort and gave name to the people of chime and dementia. Of all those had a name in hades was those we call the storenamebottenofGodandhell.

 Lets go back to the Ruble for a moment. It isn't the cause of time being dropped from heaven but the fact that God is not in charge. If that shocks think of how we run our world. Then imagine God is caught up in a class of time and rightful heir to the throne. Now imagine a new face appears who has a gift. One which is caught up to the point of nether and air. He is asked if he is the one. He says there is one named Neo only Neo means a play of One. O N and E or those who have a name on e with neo or one or eno and so on.

The point is that God made One to be man at the end. It was Him who is God. Christ. He who is Christ is the one for whom the bottle is spun. His name is there. His name is the one or ONE or One to whom it is given. Men wanted it. Men asked for it. Men prayed for it. Those to whom much is required are those who have seats of authority. I have authority. I have it in spades and spaces of time. I do have authority with God but not with men. Thus if you ask and can hear God will share it is so. The point is we in the world have few who can hear that specific. Ask and it will be revealed that the reason why isn't Rasputin or Putin but the cost of life.

The cost of life is the point of prayer. I cost much to God because I am a rare and vital clue to what is going to happen to the world. I am a man who never ceased to pray and that is when I am in season of prayer. That is the why of never ceasing in  prayer. We want it all but we refuse to bow down to the season of it. My father does and is caring but has a gift of rep. Repetition is the gift of gab without a gift of time in prayer to God as He is. It is this which gives me grace to say that I am in the league of prayer. I am a league of prayer in time. I am a league of men in comparison to those who pray with a list. I have them I just don't use them. Why?

It was God who taught me the answer to this dilemma. If you pray to God He who is Father hears the first time. He hears and He begins to answer. The problem is, as I knew, that there was and is evil. Evil is the price of time and the price of lies and quicksilver medicine. Mercury was the cost of men of old dying young. Men then went out and bought up mercury by the ton. They built it up in medicines of the time until they who drank of it died in utter foulness of mind. Many who went up to God could not fathom. They sank to depravity of thought in utter lies and utter nature of lies.

In this age we have knowledge which gave us freedom. Freedom is the gift of a bridge. One which is of a place called Leth and Bridge. Leth, like Lithos is part of the name for rock. Rock was a place in Michigan and still is. It was the name of a corner where I met my fate of a head bang as a child. It was also the name of a sea of men of old who ate until they died of sickness and intolerance. They gave an age to those of this time by way of their belly or bellies. Bel was the name of a dragon and the dragon was part of the will of men. Men who want the Bel-lies or belly to be full.

Now Russia is the sit of a dark horse. One which is caught up in a price is right fight with America. We in America are beginning to rue her. We are beginning to call her a curse. We say it is because of Christians. Yet some of them are saying it is sin. They are right. God isn't pleased with the sin of America. Yet if He who is God is to bless her then it is the price of those who pray. He has to find a way to bless amidst the chaos of things to arrive. So to do that He has to find a man of humor. One who can laugh in the face of time or Time and life of men who freak out by what is happening.

So God will take the name of those in the sea of life and catch them up to be with Him in Glory. However Glory will be a world called The World of Men and it will be a world unlike the one we have. It is going to be spiritual in nature. Thus they will see and understand but most who wanted to see the food will have it in bits. One tiny bit is all the body can afford. Thus bit upon bit upon bit for they will all eat like birds. That is the way of the angel and the angel is the bit of a horse in nature. They are men but they eat little bits because if they eat more they cannot fly. So God is going to heal that but not until they sit and listen.

Men refuse to listen. They refuse to hear. They have me here but I can't get people to hear. So I work on my page knowing it will increase because of offers in different ways. Thus people will read it and think "I don't remember seeing that" and hopefully my writing will attract them.

Now I have a desire to share the Ruble so lets deal with it. The point of time is America and her wealth. She is losing out day by day because of a war. One not in Iraq or Afghanistan but in the street. It is there she is caught up in a cross fight with two things. One is gay or homosexuals and the other is the gift of tolerance. Tolerance which is caught in a cross way by those who have a will called time to think. They believe animals are caught up in the same war so we have joined hands with toil and snare. The toil is the bullock and the snare is the cross hairs or heirs of salvation.

They want to fix the problem by taking everything to court and to the church in general. Thus the Net which is there for God to heal and deliver. It will but in Gods way. That is it will be built up so it cannot be grounded by men. That will bother but it will aid as well.

Now I am part of that and that is part of what I deal with. I am part of it in the sea and in the way. However I am still in war so God is waiting. Not for my release but for my escape. That will signal a weakening in their defense grid. Once I am able to escape I can then use the Net to bill those who have life and those who do not.

Men who bring in constant MLM will find they do not belong on the Net. They offer condolences to those who lose but they offer no relief. Relief is when the Ru is finally able to be joined with the dollar. That will happen and it will be a way of life to come. It will be in the day when man is able to rest over the problem and not fret over it.

Now I am wore out but you who do read this need to see I am not happy. I am in war only I am in pain. I have a tooth that needs help. It is the psalter or Psalter. It is the crack of doom. It is the price of time and the price of home and driftwood on the shore. It is the way of time in the sea here in Alberta. Right now that is under the land but in a way it is the will of time to sing of when. That is men. Time.

I am Time in the sense of way too much freedom to see what is coming. That is when I can fish and swim and sing and dance without fair warning to anyone. I just do those things and have fun.

Now the day of these things is till in the future. Future isn't meant to mean 'soon' like with Christ. He is caught up in soon of life in heaven and Heaven and even HEAVEN where there are soon after soon delays because of the way men pray. No one prays right and when they do they get upset because it isn't time. So if I take on authority here it is Time and that isn't what anyone wants. So I take on authority in prayer and let God deal with things as they should be.

In conclusion when those in Russia read some will want it edited. Some will say I write too strange. I write here this way because I can. I do have sense of knowledge of clarity but find it is the way I write now. One day that will change and I will be fair in all things. I pray.