Many Quotes: (Unedited): 26 Jan- 01 Feb 2018:

May add more as the days go by.
Ezekiel prophecies comes for us all. Repent one and all.
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26 Jan 2018:
We as human beings have the right and freedom to believe in anything and nothing at all. But upon the physical death of our bodies. We all will suddenly be faced with clarity of truth, purity of righteousness and absolute judgement. We will have no belief choices and we will not be able to argue the matter. We will all be in the knowing of how things really are.
C.J.MacKechnie
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30 Jan 2018:
It is the evil ones who flee from hell. While the absolute righteous ones brings righteous judgement and hell to those who have freely cursed themselves.
C.J.MacKechnie
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31 Jan 2018:
The distractions and disruptions you have chosen over repentance and righteousness. Shall all be taken away from you. You will be forced to reconnect to the earth and to the Holy Spirit. Your only alternative will be to perish and to be further judged.
C.J.MacKechnie
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My: 01 Feb 2018:
The stench of sin from the humans which have become abominations in My sight engulfs My nostrils. My ears know the cries of the innocent and righteous. My attention is upon them all and soon they all will truly know Me again. I will take away from them all, their idea of wealth and health. I will take away from them all, their definition of comfort and ease. I will take away from them all, the idea of peace and love. So says the Lord.
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01 Feb 2018:
Nothing good comes from sin and if all that you want and desire is sin. Then nothing good you shall reap. All that you will know shall be unclean and impure. Like the pigs you shall become wallowing in your own feces laden mud. Your fathers shall eat your sons and your sons shall eat their fathers. Until danger, disaster and disease take your own wasted lives.
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02 Feb 2018:
Any pride, ego, arrogance, entitlement or supremacy will keep you from the stairway to heaven. It shall only be repentance with the intention of sinning no more.
Pride will always lead you to the quick slide to hell. While a righteous humble person will be able to recognize the stairway to Heaven.
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04 Feb 2018:
Day two thinking about China.
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05 Feb 2018:
Day three thinking about China.
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06 Feb 2018:
I received nothing about China.
I did get this: Why are you so concerned about every other nation. You should be concerned for your own.
Then comes the quotes which I shall write in a few minutes. It's not fun.
I think this many quotes has just ended.
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Personal Note:
I'm not a prophet. I'm just a bad writer and a deeply flawed human being. But, I write well enough for those who happen upon these things. To clearly know the intention. Then if inspired after much prayer and fasting. To relay what is written here in a much better way. To those in your own communities to effect a better humanity only in the sight of God. Read the purple below as well.
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 To avert all of the coming bad and sad prophecies. We each must decide to do the following everyday, every hour, every minute and every second.

To Love one another.

To live in peace with everyone.

To exist in harmony with all.

To Cherish all life.

To be obedient to the Laws of God.

To become righteous and holy by the accepting eyes of God only.

All without any pride, ego, arrogance, supremacy and entitlements.
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The Good Sheperd: Servants Sacrifice: (Unedited): 28-29 March 2017:

The good shepherd is always with their sheep. No matter the calm or stress, in safety he is among them in danger he is before them.

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This reminds me of a lesson taught to me by a buck deer. I have no idea where it is now. I was sitting in the grass of a rest area and in the woods. Comes many doe and several bucks. I stayed motionless and continued meditations. With my eyes wide open. The deer were troubled. My simple quiet presence was the cause. Then a big buck came up to the edge of the tree line and showed me his entire flank. He was offering himself to me in order to save those who were with him. He was freely giving himself. I saw the lesson for what it was. I saw this is what men, real men are supposed to do and be. I saw this is what leaders, fathers, friends and relatives are supposed to do. To be servants of sacrifice and not masters of accumulations.
From my dark position behind a desk and computer monitor screen. This is what I have witnessed in Chase Iron Eyes and among many other leaders in the North Dakota Tribal stand against a living Black Snake prophecy. Which is coming alive very soon. Sometimes decisions have to be made to save lives. Even though, your very own life may end in some degree. Or your pride, ego, arrogance or supremacy is and has been threatened to some degree. (Not an insult). (Some tests are to keep you out of the evils of the world ways. While keeping you or directing you to be or become more spiritually grounded or re-connected). Even in one young man spiritually awakened with a dumb drone.
This is something which is very important to consider, contemplate and understand. How many old prophecy's has anyone truly witnessed which has come about in this very lifetime? The profound seriousness is not just about this one black snake which is about to flow it's blood of death and suffering. It is about all of the other black and gaseous snakes which reside in their dens deep in the Earth.
This Black Snake Prophecy is a sign which leads, points or connects to many others of different prophetic traditions, religions and cultures. I see it and yet I do not see it. I know it and yet I do not know. I am aware of the danger and yet like that buck deer. The danger is not yet real. How will you change? Will you each decide to continue on the upper world path of the Hopi prophecy? Some will even jump from the upper path and down to the lower path and up again. All in vain to the degree in which one profits them most. Will each of you ignore the Righteous path of the Christian? In-spite of the the legacy of the Christian community within the Tribal cultures. Can or will the purple words below be of value to you. Enough to change, stop, prevent and mitigate every single bad and sad prophecy ever written in any culture, religion and tradition. because, what is the sense of prophecy if you cannot stop it as did those in Nineveh and Joseph's Egypt. 
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Servants sacrifice: (Unedited): 29 March 2017:

Leaders are supposed to be servants of sacrifice and not masters of accumulation.

C.J.MacKechnie

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Added on 18 April 2017:
I'm only adding this because of the subject of sheep and Sheppard. Also the date:
01 April 2017:
Deceived sheep paying: (Unedited): 01 April 2017:

The willing sheep who must pay their chosen Sheppard for their eats and drinks are being deceived in the simulated place of holiness.

C.J.MacKechnie

The sheep already belong to their Sheppard. So how do the sheep choose a Sheppard? Why do sheep must pay the Sheppard for any food or drink? A simulated place of holiness is a place where the Sheppard pretends to be a holy place?
In truth all land is holy, all water is holy and all air is holy.
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To avert all of the coming bad and sad prophecies. We each must decide to do the following everyday, every hour, every minute and every second.

To Love one another.

To live in peace with everyone.

To exist in harmony with all.

To Cherish all life.

To be obedient to the Laws of God.

To become righteous and holy by the accepting eyes of God only.

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Wet Leader: (Unedited): 17 Feb 2015:

The good leader who keeps his/her people safe from the falling rain. Gets the most wet. 

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A good leader can easily been seen in what they do and by how their followers respond to them. It is never by their words. Is their love or fear in the response of the followers? Are the followers warm, dry and safe when the storms come? While the leader is cold, in danger and very wet. If you can see this essential truth. Then you will know. It is not the leader who is important but rather the followers. A leader who is humbled enough to automatically know this truth. Is the one which should be desired over the perfect choice or the best selection available. A person may be the best of the best. But, if they do not know this truth or becomes insulted by the conditions of their interview visit. Then that person may not be the actual leader for you.
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This is how effective change happens. By searching for a leader/manager as opposed to only a manager. It seems anyone can be taught to manage. But caring and compassionate leaders are born. How to find them isn't very tricky at all. It may have more to do with your own HR department and the head hunters which are within that department. They seem to only know how to select persons available from an established pool. A pool in which the head hunters themselves may refuse to even wade into that pool and get themselves wet.
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Any corporation looking for fundamental change. Especially when the morale of your work force is in a disastrous state. Needs new leadership. One leader who will clean house or better yet. You corporate officers clean house and then bring in one leader. Oh but, you say, the risk, the calamity of such a broad spectrum firing. Well if your workforce has become apathetic robots. Then your mangers do not matter. The people will still do as they do. Your managers are ineffective and a waste of payroll. So bank your cash and can them all. Except those whom the majority of your work force may take a liking to. Then those you may want to keep them on-on a temporary basis. If this works out for you. Then cut me a check and read the red below.
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Impractical testing of any perspective leader should be planned. You already know your selection via records and other such qualifying documents.
Test their heart. Test their compassion. Test their involvement. Will he/she get dirty? Does the person have a history of getting dirty? Will they pick up trash? When presented with a problem. Will they jump in? Will they get involved?
Create these non-standard tests and admit to none of it.
Because, If you base your decision solely on their presented record and how they promise to change the world. You may end up in a Kmart situation.
Phakers and phonies won't commit. They are essentially selfish cowards who only want for themselves.
For instance:
The damsel in easy fix distress. What does this test in a person. Especially, when helping will cost time.
The late driver and other menial delays. Especially if there is a potential cost to them all. May check for anger management issues.
The flirty person. Especially if the perspective person is married.
A presented safety issue. Details test.
An immediate production problem test.
and etc. Did they get involved? Did they actually lead? was there a solution? Was the correct psychological responses made? Was their celebration and happiness with a completed mission? Is there socialization with the lowly people? Not because you have to but because they want to. Because, people are just people no matter their social status and corporate responsibility. Think about this. You may trust a janitor more in your office then any other co-worker. Really. That is important to consider. In today's environment. You may not even know what that janitor used to do. They may have led men into battle. They may have suffered much and yet they remain when others whom you may know in your own high social class would have given up long ago. There is value in all kinds of people.
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Fogs Freedom (R-Edited) 25 march 2012

In the darkest times of your life, when danger's death surrounds you, keep your head and do not fear the fog as it envelopes you like a protective blanket. For the fog will confuse that which lurks for you, enabling you to find the light of freedom and safety.
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As a child I was often locked in a closet. This was usually after getting beaten, sometimes knocked out. This went on for about 5 years. Then I was thrown into the small closet near the front door of our Clearwater home. I can still remember in the beginning where I would go into an absolute hysterical  panic in the darkness with those unknown things touching me everywhere. I would pass out on the floor with my face close to the door trying to breathe air. Over time, I came to realize that it was a place where no one was hurting me. I came to realize this was a safe place. Once my adoptive mother realized that there wasn't any psychological effect in locking me in the closet anymore, she stopped the practice and began other, more subtle psychological attacks. 

Any where you are or any place you are there may be fog. That fog may be easily seen with your eyes or may be from the absence of reasonable and logical thinking processes. Just stop for a moment and get your brain back in order. Start thinking reasonably, logically and objectively. Yes, those three words are similar but they are also very different. Either way, become sensibly aware of the inherent truth around you. Am I damaged? Am I still being hurt? Free yourself with proactive objective logic and get help. Immediately. As in right now. ASAP.  

I remember my tree. Yep, it's my camphor tree. I discovered it late one night. It had all of these tentacles and I knew it was a place of great danger. Well, I was the Bat-man on my black Webco bike. So, I proceeded into the darkness and fog of mind to investigate the thing. I knew I was fast and quick. After all, the mom hadn't killed me yet, really. So I protected the bike by setting it down a safe distance away and began a perimeter search to gain a safe entry through the long hairs (tall grass) of this monstrous beast, apparently sleeping. It will never know what hit him. Noiselessly I move through the tall grass and break through the hidden inside perimeter. There it is, a huge hulking creature which in that moment I knew could easily defeat the evil Godzilla-the destroyer of Japan. 

I am so close I could touch it. I stop to listen and heard absolutely nothing. Then I swiftly attack the heart of this great tentacled beast. The maw at the heart of the beast was closed. I sat quietly and fell into a rarely experienced deep sleep. The morning was old and my bike easily seen in the already warm sun. 

I visited my camphor tree often. Slept in it when it was too dangerous for me to be home. I took my last girlfriend there for our first kiss. Nothing ever happened to me at that tree. It is almost like GOD put that tree there as my personal safe place. I recently visited my tree. Many of the branches have been cut away. The cradle in the center of the tree is still there. If you ever visit please pray for my tree and thank it for keeping at least one child safe. 

John
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We were going to the Pinellas County fair in the early 1970's. WooHoo. Excitedly my mom said I didn't need anything to eat or drink. I was hungry and thirsty. I remember that part. I should have been suspicious. But, Dad was going too. I should have been suspicious because he never wanted to do anything with me, or was that be seen with me? Either way is true. I just wanted to be with them. To be together. Mom declared all of her threats, which were going to be real regardless. Going to the fair and riding the rides was worth it.
We got there in downtown Largo, FL. All of the rides could be easily seen. There were happy people everywhere. I remember it was a hot day. They walked and walked fast. I was telling them I wanted a Coke many times. For some odd reason I just could not keep up. Then they were in the crowd ignoring my cries. Then they were gone and I was lost.  It was the whole world who could not keep up with me. Then I could see myself grab a hold of a hand. Instant darkness.
I started to wake up inside of a tent. The nurses were there and needles were in my arm. It was foggy and blurry. My mom and dad came into the tent and the nurses were really angry. We went home and I laid down in the back seat. End of memory.
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I came home from school. Snuck into the house and found my mother passed out in her chair. Her Scotch and water was nearly empty. The ice was still intact, which meant I could watch a little T.V. Channel 44 WTOG in their bedroom. I knew I would be trapped if she woke up angry. I didn't hear her get up. The show must have been really good. Maybe it was Batman. Then there she was in the door. She lunged at me with that absolute look of evil on her face. It was time to run or just fall out of the chair. Headed toward the wrong end of the bedroom, I ran into her walk-in closet. This was not smart as I closed her folding doors behind me and dove into a back corner of the closet. She came in - in a rage. She search and yelled. Moved and kicked boxes. Then began to calm down as she could not find me. I remained perfectly still. She walked out in search of me. I could hear her get very worried. But it was a different kind of worry which did not involve me. I could hear her call for me everywhere in the house, saying all of the doors are chain locked. She made anther drink and went to her pill cabinet. I waited until it was quiet and made my escape to the outdoors. 

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On another day I was yet again in her room watching T.V. I had become so brazen that I knew I could escape her clutches and beatings. She caught me again. This time I ran toward the closet and she was close. I ran across her bed and dove like a quick cat behind the wicker framed couch in the livingroom. It was the kind of couch with four pillows tied to the frame for the back and four to sit on. There is nothing else. Just a frame and pillows a yucky brown and gold with flowery flowers of some kind. I made the quick right hand turn and dove behind the couch and into the frame. She saw me and picked up the entire couch and easily moved it to the side. All the while screaming her very real threats. She didn't see me and thrust the end of the couch forward and dropped it. Proclaiming she had me. She moved to the other wall to get me and I was not there. She got worried when she could not find me. She looked all around for me and still could not find me. I could hear her in the kitchen, making her drink and getting her pills. Then she went into her bedroom and closed the door. I waited a minute and quietly came out of the couch and outside into the daylight.
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Those two escape are just a few that I remember. The majority of the time I was beaten and knocked out. in the beginning I would just come to her for the beatings, then just figured out it doesn't matter.
I remember I had set up my quick exits and opened the doors and windows. It was a beautiful day. Mom was angry for some reason and as usual dad was not around, because when dad was around she would beat on him. I was in the guest room. This was an off-limits room. We had a custom-made bar which was built by my dad and the stereo was there too. I just wanted to listen to the radio (WLCY). Well, I got myself trapped and made it to the hallway. I was at a run when I approached the sliding glass door I had opened earlier. It wasn't open. Well, I woke up in the small closet.
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The Birthday parties. Christmas. Easter and even a Family wedding. They were all very traumatic events for me. Why would I say that. It is because before the each event I was always threatened. Which every time was followed up with beatings and more very bad words. I always did something wrong. I could never do anything right. Ever.
I remember my last birthday party. We were all sitting around a table bout to eat tomato soup. My mom had given everyone their soup and I was last. She was telling everyone how hot it was as she accidentally spilled the hot soup onto my arm. My skin began to roll up into what looked like a bracelet. I vaguely remember some whispered choice words for my mom from the other adults.  I had a cast on my arm for a long time. Was it my fault? Was it her fault? To much time has passed for me to remember correctly. Although, the faded scar still remains on my arm to this day.
When you teach a child about Santa Claus. What is the worst thing you can tell a kid? Think for a minute about the Christmas build-up. For me it was always the threat build-up. Then the beatings prior to Christmas seemed to also ramp up a bit. After Christmas, Everything changed. It was almost like the day was unimportant. Mom and dad seemed uninterested in the openings of gifts. The only gift I got for my Birthday was my black Webco Bike. With it. I had my freedom of escape. I could always get onto my bike which I left under my bedroom window and just be gone into the darkness. Which when it was to dangerous for me to be at home. I was gone, until that fateful day when the Clearwater Police finally caught me. They were never really after me as much as they wanted to make sure I was alive and unharmed. For a kid who did not understand that. The cops were after me.
There I was watching to horrible horror movies at the old drive in theater. I had two speakers on my handle bars. Listening in stereo. Yea, It was cool. The last movie got really gross. Something about eating people with your underarm pits. So, I put up the speakers and Went zooming out of the exit as fast as possible. Across the street was sitting Clearwater police. They never paid me no mind before, But this time. His lights went on. The chase was on. I knew he had no chance in catching me. Because, If I could make it to the woods. I was gone and I made it to the woods. Got into my neighborhood. Very quiet. Made the quick stop to observe the pointed cross of Clearwater Christian Church and then glided down hill to my street. It is very late at night. As I made the silent Left hand turn onto my street. There they were. Several Police cars in my front yard. The K9 dog in one squad car barked and scared me. I began to approach the house and an officer asked if I was me. I said yes. Then he told me to put my bike away and come with him. I sat in his front seat. He showed me his light buttons and tried to impart some wisdom. That today, I wish I could remember. All I knew and was thinking. I was going to jail and all of those bad awful things my mom had told me was absolutely true. It had to be. They didn't go to jail. Only me. That was my first night in Florida Foster Care. Spending part of the night in Pinellas County Juvenile Detention Center in isolation. The isolation room was for my protection. But, no one told me. All see through glass and it was cold.
The very first shelter home was the next morning after court. No one spoke to me that I remember. I guess everyone just agreed that I was to dumb to understand and I didn't. I spent about 3 months in a shelter home. Told to always be quiet. No school. Just silent and alone with another 10 or so kids who were also being silent and alone.
They had a trampoline and we took turns in pairs. So as long as we were quiet as in silent. I received a gift from my dad. An Am/FM radio in which I could listen to WLCY radio. The radio was stolen after about a week and the shelter parents didn't seem to care about it. 
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This section is supposed to be positive and inspiring.
This will grow as I remember other stories of my childhood. They are not very pleasant. No matter what the fog is in your life, the trials and tribulations, there is an end to it all. There always is. For former foster kids, they seem to just exist or live as though all of the abuse and tortures endured are still happening or are about to. Once you are free of your abusers, you are free. Do not go back to those places where you endured all of that, not even within your own mind. Just know that all of the abuse and torture you have endured and survived was never about what you did or did not do. It was never even about you. It was about them, your parents or other family members. It was about those foster parents who did terrible things to you and then blamed it all on you. Yep, even the counselors blamed you. You were always the guilty one. All of that is done and gone. Now, just look up into the sky and know the whole of it is now yours. You are free. You are free. You are free.
Now is the time to plan your future. A good future. Not a future as statistically predicted by the FBI. A future that you plan by your own free choices. I know you probably do not have as much of an education as you should have gotten. But that is alright. Start to get your education right now. Then go to college and get your degrees. Yes, plural. Do not allow your own mind to tell you that you are too far behind and it is impossible or too hard, which is absolutely wrong. You're not going to risk dying just by going to college. Going to school for you will just be mildly difficult to tedious. The hard part is behind you. The impossible is behind you and you conquered it already. You are the victor. As the victor you get to march off in victory. Typically former foster kids become homeless, imprisoned or become a member in the unaccepted cultures of society. You do not have to be any of those things that are a part of those negative cultures. Yes, they will accept you, but you will continue to witness a great variety of negativeness and harmful living, which usually results in poor quality of life and a short life span.
Now is your time to create and make your own future of which you can be proud, a future which will further define to your tormentors just how much they failed in life. You can achieve all according to your own will and intentions. Go forth. Work hard and work smart without cessation. Then maybe you can have that home of your own with a family of your own. When you do, I bet your very own children won't become abused or tortured as you have been.
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