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The Holyman and Advocate of the Sacred Herb Church known as "Joshua"
announces his Vision in a Holy Dream.
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AS RELAYED BY JOSHUA HIMSELF
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I found myself running, from Boulder City, through deep *
snowy roads into the mountains. Into Rocky Mountain National Park to *
be precise. The odd thing was; I was stark naked. Police were coming *
up behind me, so I leaped off the edge of the road and fell down to *
the next level of roads below. I assumed the snow would be soft *
enough to break my fall; but I didn't calculate that it would *
actually be hard ice. When I hit bottom, I was hidden from oncoming *
cars and workmen by several large stalled snowplows. I sought refuge *
clinging to the underbelly of one of the Plows. It appeared to be *
taking me back to Boulder. Yet I was left off deeper into the *
mountains.
There I seemed to commune with another functionary *
Brother of the Church, named "Pounds" (and I'm reluctant to say...) *
who was also naked. Neither of us had clothes, food, money, or a *
warm shelter. We seemed to have instantly conjured a room out of the *
ice and snow; yet also built a small campfire in the middle of this *
icy room. There was also a makeshift furnace made out of an old *
oildrum sitting off to the side behind us.
We crouched down or say squatted down in front of the *
fire like two primitive bushmen drawing a circle on the snowy floor *
in a ritualistic manner. We placed an object in the center of this *
12 inch in diameter circle as an icon or idol. Whether it was an *
aluminum can or a long but small monolithic stone is not quite *
clear; but when all was prepared we brought it to life by our *
meditation. The icon became a telepathic microphone that would *
transmit our Spiritual Discourses to the Congregation of the Sacred *
Herb Church sitting in a circle down on the prairie of Boulder *
City's Central Park. Everyone was gathered in the park as our *
communication opened up to them and the two of us there in the *
mountains initiated the Circle in Central Park. Both of us took *
turns in the following narrative and spoke into the icon microphone *
and everybody in that circle heard our message.
"Welcome to the Sacred Herb Church! This Church is *
what you make it. Each of us make this Sacred Circle what it is.
If you feel a certain way, believe a certain way, have your own *
point of view; then that is your `piece' to share here with *
everyone in this Circle. Each individual may believe whatever fills *
their heart about our Creator and gives One's life a purpose `lest *
it hurt no-one. We come here to respect each other and the one main *
common element that has draws us here. A `Sacred Herb' which is *
naturally and divinely given to us along with this Earth. We are *
gathered here for a ritual of Peace and Universal Love and that we *
all belong together as a family; as All People and All Creatures of *
this Earth. Together; WE have Sanctuary! On the highest note; we *
are a free-spirited group without boundaries or a solid agenda; *
and we are here to `Open Hearts" to each other and to `Open the *
Hearts' of all Peoples and Creatures we share this Earth with and *
to `Open All Hearts' to the `God Consciousness' which breathes *
life within us all.
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Now we leave the Circle open to you to share what you *
need to share with one another as we retreat to our mountain *
meditation. It is now your turn to speak and we will meet you in *
the Circle next week when we return to the city. For now; we bid you *
well. Peace and we love you all."
We Close our communication with the group and proceeded *
to search for food to cook on our campfire. There was no food to be *
found; except a pile of feces of a dog (Dogshit). So we tried to *
cook the dogshit. Then a Sister came walking up the mountain and to *
our iceroom that had an open side with no wall facing the East.
She offered us a flat can of fish and taught us how to *
ignite the oilcan furnace so we may broil our food. Just then as I *
became distracted by another person coming up to us; My Brother *
became distracted by this Sister and I lost sight of them.
This new person arriving was a man. He was a Catholic *
looking Priest. I was suprised because I oppose Christianity in *
their interpretation of the man we've come to call Jesus; Yet I *
always am a Brother to this man they call Jesus; but I know him as *
Yehoshua.
The Priest finds me naked and hungry as he guides me to *
go with him on a trek westward through the Rocky Mountain *
wilderness. He talked in deep spiritual guidance to me as I trudged *
through the snow in my bare feet. He said to me that I was taking on *
an extremely important role; not just to my Church but for all *
people to witness. I mustn't let myself lose this focus on my *
mission; he said. I am an important Brother in the eyes of my lord *
Jesus and God itself. I must prepare for my role and I must protect *
myself and the agenda from persecution and prosecution; he *
instructed.
We walked a long ways in the cold snow; yet I was not *
cold. Then at the top of some hills a long and endless Gothic *
styled hallway appeared facing East, but open to the wilderness on *
its West end like it was severed from the building it came from. *
This hallway seemed to belong to either a Monastery or an expensive *
mansion. He directed me to face East and step up on to this *
corridor; and walk with him through this realm to the East.
He continued his talk with me. He explained that he *
understood that I didn't approve of the formal Church and its *
political ways and its lies that it has used for centuries to turn *
people towards a Roman and Greek image of my former Rabbai Yehoshua *
(Jesus); instead of the Israelite Yehoshua himself authentically in *
the flesh. The Priest insisted he would not refute my ways, my *
experiences of centuries, or my beliefs. He seemed to confirm that I *
am who I always believed I am and he couldn't take that form me.
As we walk further and talked further a small garment *
appeared out of nowhere draped on my right shoulder. This Priest *
continued and agreed that my truths are authentic. Although that was *
then; and this is Now! Regardless if I became a Rabbai myself 2000 *
years ago according to my memory; I have no tangible clergy status *
in the physical 20th century.
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We keep walking across this fancy tiled black and white *
floor, with antique rectangular tables with green glass lamps along *
the walls and arched cathedral type stained glass windows above *
them. More garments; out of thin air; draped my body like white *
robes as I accepted little by little what this holyman was teaching. *
He said that I may work myself up to and achieve the quality of *
Rabbai or Shaman or whatever holiness I am looking for, or was *
intended for; yet that takes years of training and experience to *
reach. For the present, he insisted that I must protect myself and *
the interest of the mission of the People whom I minister to. He *
further insisted that I must become Ordained as a Reverend for legal *
reasons, since Ordination can be done for me immediately.
Being Ordained; will give me the legal backing and *
defense of a church Order and their attorneys. I am walking a *
dangerous path for God which could get myself killed; just as when I *
was executed three times before in my missions of prior eras of *
previous civilizations. He seemed to know so much about me and my *
memories of my battles with the lies of the early Church by its *
exploitators. He stressed several times of the necessity of *
Ordination for my legal protection and the protection of the others.
I argued that I am I; a child of God. I lead the Church *
along with each Individual of the Church. I am a Rabbai confirmed *
by Yehoshua himself 2000 years ago. I should not have to fall prey *
to the laws of Babylon and Rome. I am a citizen of the Universe of *
God Itself. (not to mention a lifetime with God before Earth in the *
Pleiades)
The Priest repeated that "This is now! This IS Rome! *
This is Babylon! ... not the Pleiades and certainly not *
Jerusalem!"
"You are in the World here and now and you must *
cooperate with the World up to the extent that they will not KILL *
you. Yehoshua was KILLED; not sacrificed; as so many believed; and *
did not get to finish the Mission. He intended to LIVE for you; not *
DIE for you! Don't forget he is your Brother; Your Closest Brother *
of all time! You knew and Loved him personally; and yet denied him *
and still right now are denying him as so many of the family did and *
STILL do!!! The "Twelve" and the whole Family is called upon today *
(and is alive and well today, in this World, and in this Century) to *
return this Mission to the World and `Open the Hearts' of everyone. *
Truth of Love and Genuinity and Honesty must be received by All; and *
you are the cornerstone of this Truth in this Century and you must *
help make everyone the Pillars of Love so we all may go Home one day *
and be One with God."
"You must find each other! You may recognize each *
other; but may not be able to identify who each of you were back *
then; but what matters is who you are today and what you will do to *
show the World that you Love Yehoshua and will fail him and *
yourselves NEVERMORE!"
"Spread this message to everyone and do not *
discriminate anyone; for although there is an immediate Family of *
the Disciples; truly the `Whole Family' is every single element of *
UNIVERSE; which includes all Peoples of this World and of all worlds *
unknown to this one."
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Fully robed in this holy garment of God's Love; I come *
to understand and accept most of what the Priest says. We approach *
this wide lobby in the midst of this corridor with Romantic Era *
couches and furniture. The Priest stops me and says that I must wait *
here in this lobby. I cannot continue on Eastward down this hallway *
until I make a decision about my Ordination. He bid me well and *
left me in front of a many paned tall window facing the Continental *
Divide in the West to decide; as he himself continued on, Eastward *
down the hallway which leads to Jerusalem.
So here I stand in view of Piute Peak, Pawnee Pass and *
Long's Peak and I am still here in the lobby day after day after day *
after day and I will continue to stand here through the anniversary *
of my beloved Brother's Crucifixion Nothing to be glorified! You *
just try hanging on nine inch nails for hours until you collapse *
it's not something to look forward to; take it from one and the *
many who's been there. I too hung twice before and tortured on the *
third time. We must never forget the tragedy of fear and hate; *
but reinforce the SALVATION of Love and Truth.
I Love you Yehoshua! I will become that Priest, that Rabbai, The *
Shaman. I want to walk the Corridor Home to Jerusalem too!!!!!!
~"Joshua" Jahn Kefa
Fine' 4/18/97