— God of Intellect
(D) I like what Coeus did this morning. I can only assume that he was trying to prove a point to the authenticity of my channeled messages.
(D) It’s obvious to me, from what he did that there are MANY people that just don’t believe, or having fallen into believing the false-truths that he has mentioned.
Dear friends, do not believe every spirit, but test the spirits to see whether they are from God, because many false prophets have gone out into the world.
(D) It's a very short message.
(?) It was a mistake. Kalub was 25 years old; it was unreal.
(D) Who is this? Nobody answered.
(D) Then I heard a group of people all chattering at one time. I didn’t record it, because it “felt” wrong and nobody would say their names when I ASKed. Then the energies shifted…
A song started playing, “I woke up in love this morning, I woke up in love this morning, went to sleep with you on my mind. It’s the Partridge Family.
You’ve been sleeping well lately. It’s a shame to wake you.
Being able to decipher the truths is exasperating. Your ability to awake and discern these truths is a gift far beyond knowingness. It precedes the ability to concurrently deliver these truths in pages of which readers can evaluate truths quicker and more fervently.
(D) I was telling how high the lotto was, and how nice it would be to win it, because I could do a lot of good with it.
Mans needs for controls, stems from financial gains through monies. You’re not a prisoner of these controls, as I’m sure you "collect." Art is a visual deception…
(D) Coeus is showing me lying on my ottoman. I was confused for a minute which direction that I was facing. My head was on one end; then the other and back again.
…it rotates its way back.
(D) That's really beautiful; what I put out is what I get back.
(D) Zzzzz..for several hours. Sorry, I dozed off. Zzzzz.