Volume 9

"In The Volume Of The Book It Is Written Of Me"

Portrait of Jesus by Akiane Kramarik (c) 2003
Confirmed by
Colton Burpo circa 2005

I Am

VOLUME 9, Letters 740 - ???
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Letter 740
A. D. 2019
A Year of AVTOS



Monday, 24 December 2018, 8PM.
I started writing this Letter before I went to bed today. I think I fell asleep before 11AM. While I slept, I remember waking up at least twice from dreams. Then, I woke up for the day at 6PM, when I had my alarm set. This was so I could go out to the kitchen and start cooking our Holiday Meal.

But once again I woke up sore and tired. Both the soreness and tiredness will fade away as the day progresses, and it does inform me of the spirit-space victories accomplished while I sleep.

After I got the roast in the oven, I went into the Family Room to be with (M) while we watched TV, and I continued to wake up. Normally I eat breakfast at this time, but with the sumptuous meal forthcoming in a few hours, I only had a piece of toast.

While we were watching a re-run of Star Trek: Voyager, the Lord Holy Spirit began to speak with me about this Letter. He said it would be sort of like a TWISpA (This Week In Spook Army) Letter, in that I will be entering things that happen between now and the end of the year. So if this Letter seems rather lengthy, that’s why. I will also add a date/time sub-title for each new day of writing, to provide for accurate chronological orientation.

Anything can happen between now and the 31st of December, and I will document those things which seem worthy of testifying to. The Lord also gave me a way to redeem the losses which occurred to our retirement accounts in the stock market recently, by reminding me of this Scripture:

“And I say to you, make friends for yourselves by unrighteous mammon,
that when you fail, they may receive you into an everlasting home.”

Luke 16:9

The following context of this verse speaks of “true riches”. So that is where I put my faith and trust, in Your Word. At the same time, the Lord is also showing me where we can mitigate the causes for the “bear market” which came quickly to Wall Street this month (
see Letter 739 Volume 8). We’re going Bear hunting. (While thinking about this, the Lord stipulated to me that in the U. S. Stock Market, the Bull is the Spirit of Greed, and the Bear is the Spirit of Loss (or Poverty). After hunting and killing the Bear, we will track down and kill the Bull).

One of the things we do while I eat dinner, and before I go to sleep, is watch TV. We just finished an old TV science-fiction series which aired in 1966 through 1968, called The Invaders. So, needing something new, the other night we started watching a DVD documentary on the occultic influences prevalent in the founding of the United States. It is titled The Belly of the Beast. One of the topics touched on is something called Bohemian Grove, a private rural resort in northern California owned by the Bohemian Club located in San Francisco. According to the Lord, this Private Club is dedicated to World Political Dominance through the use of Witchcraft.

Just before I drifted off to sleep, I asked angel Maiah to implement MMIPs on all things relating to The Bohemian Club and Bohemian Grove. This is probably who I was wrestling with while I was dreaming. I specifically asked to have MMIP stations set-up on all the entrances to the Grove and the Club, and to have all people coming and going MIPPed. That way all Bohemian members and their guests, and any others entering the premises, will be forgiven their trespasses.

This evening we had a nice Christmas Dinner, watched some more Star Trek, and opened presents. Now, I have learned that the Lord speaks to me in many ways, and one of those ways is through my wife (M). Among the Christmas gifts she gave me was a very nice stainless steel chain link ID bracelet. On the top it has the Star Trek insignia, with a small Red Cubic Zirconia to the right, and concentric circles representing planetary orbital patterns. On one of the sides it has embossed the words “Star Trek”. I am looking forward to finding out exactly what the Lord means in this gift.

After dinner, and presents, and dessert, I began washing up the kitchen and got the dishes going in the dishwasher. Then I took a shower.

As I was showering I thought some more about MMIPing the Bohemians, and another thought occurred to me. I thought we could do the same to the Freemasons, and then the Nile Shriners, and then the Lord said to include the Mormons. So, all the Mormons, Shriners, Freemasons, et. al. will also be MMIPed, and their facilities locked down with MMIPing Stations.

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Tuesday, 25 December 2019, 9PM - DREAM.

Yup. I had a “
Terminal Dream”* while sleeping.

I was with my wife (M) at a sleep study clinic at the hospital (G6). It seemed as though she was needing to get bus schedules and direction for an upcoming appointment she had at a different location. (M) was in conversation with a Customer Service Agent, asking about directions and such. I was laying on a couch or sofa around the corner from her and the Man she was talking with. In the middle of their conversation I poked my head around so I could see both of them and said:


Upon hearing this the Man got sort of a forlorn look on his face. Then I woke up.

Before I went to sleep, we had watched some more of the documentary video mentioned above. It was during this part that I began to perceive (make sensor-contact in spirit-space) with some of the evil spirits the documentary hosts were mentioning by name. I over-perceived just enough to irritate my bowels, and spent the rest of my sleep cycle being sick in my gut. It took many hours, but finally I fell into a deeper sleep, and that’s when I had the “Terminal Dream”.

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Wednesday, 26 December 2018, 10PM.

Oh yeah. I woke up at 5:30PM from another
Terminal Dream. In this dream, which occurred at just the point of starting to wake:

I was seeing someone who looked like a man in a picture I had seen in the above referenced DVD video. The picture was that of John Podesta. In the video, there was a still-photo of Mr. Podesta showing his face and head, and holding open both hands to reveal his palms. On one palm was the drawing of a bird, on the other hand, some sort of geometric diagram which I don’t remember at this time. As soon as I saw the memory of this picture, I awoke fully.

Later on the Lord informed me the “Man” I was seeing in the dream was a representative from HR, an angel of witchcraft assigned to Mr. Podesta to enslave him with witchcraft. That evil spirit has now been sent to the Pit. Terminated. The dream left me a little tired, but my shoulders were not sore, so this spirit was a weak pushover. Not really that much to right Home about.

Now, back to the Stock Markets. Before I went to bed in the morning, I bought back into dividend paying positions. When I checked the account this evening, they had all increased some in value.

I will continue to keep a close ear to the Lord to make sure I do what He says. This gain is a small percentage of how much things dropped before I sold, but I am still grateful.

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Thursday, 27 December 2018, 9PM.

I woke up at 1:30PM. I hadn’t been dreaming, but my mind was troubled by the previous conflict with “HR-Podesta”. So after a few fitful attempts at getting back to sleep, I made some soup and then watched some more TV. We had started a new Dinner/TV Show series on DVD called Grimm, which (M) and I really liked when it aired, which was from October 28, 2011 to March 31, 2017, for 123 episodes, over six seasons. At about 3:30 I finally got back to sleep, with some help from a pain pill. Then I woke for the day at about 7PM. But I felt, and still feel, like I need more sleep.

The one thing that has strengthened me in this most recent conflict with HR-Podesta, in addition to the medications I receive from angel Gabriel, is new music from Bethel Music, (of Bethel Church in Redding, California). I purchased their latest album “Moments”, yesterday, and am listening to one of its songs now as I write.

7:00AM - Friday.
I left the house at about 2:30AM to go to a Post Office that had an automated kiosk for purchasing postage services. This was because I needed to send an envelope with certification and a return signature. I went to the Post Office I normally go to for these services, but the scale was “off-line”, so I had to go to another Post Office. This kiosk was also “off-line”, so I looked at the USPS app on my iPhone for the next closest Post Office with a kiosk. There was one only 5 minutes away, so I went there, only to find THAT kiosk inoperable as well. At that point I had decided to return home, thinking I could go to our local Post Office later in the morning after it opened at 9AM, so I could do business with a real living person. But the Lord suggested that I try one more station. This also was not far away, so we drove to the fourth Post Office. This kiosk was working, and I was able to post the envelope with certification and return receipt.

Later on I found out why it was important that I go on this excursion.

At about 5:30AM I was at the local Starbucks for my usual “evening” coffee. While there, I called my youngest sibling Brother, who lives in Maryland. We talked for a while, and even as I drove home while using my earbuds. While I was in the house he began to tell me how he wanted to ask his present girlfriend for her hand in marriage.

I listened like I do, and wanted to find out whether there was any outstanding sin (they both are divorcees). He assured me that they were both absolved according to Scripture.

Then I asked him how many times he had been divorced. I could remember his first marriage, but any subsequent marriage after that had not been in the forefront of my mind. He informed me that he had been married and divorced three previous times. This marriage will be number four.

After saying “goodbye” I began to consider this conversation in light of the Postal Excursion I had just been on only a few hours earlier. Then the Lord connected the dots. Like the Kiosk Defects in the first three Postal Facilities I had been to, so were my brother’s previous marriages. All three had been defective and dysfunctional, ending in divorce. But this new relationship, like the Fourth Post Office Kiosk, will be fully Operable and Functional according to Scripture. This Sign put my mind at ease about my brother’s new relationship, and I have no objections. Neither apparently, does the Lord.

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Friday, 28 December 2018, 6PM.
I woke up twice, once at 5PM, than again for the day at a little after 5:30PM, this time from having another Terminal Dream.

I was in an Office Facility which was owned by (G8), a Company I formerly worked for. I was informed that my Boss (P6) was in negotiations with a foreign company who wanted to lease rooms in our facility for their own purposes.

The people from the other company were from a foreign nation, and served foreign gods. One of the stipulations that they made in the negotiations was that when they arrived to inspect the offices they wished to rent, the first thing they wanted to do was to pray to their god. Part of their prayer ritual was for them to lay prostrate on the ground, and then cover themselves with a prayer shawl, made of a translucent, silk like material.

Since some remodel work was to be part of the rental agreement, I thought this would be a good time to ask my Boss for a few modifications of a certain utility room where I wanted a new cabinet installed. But my Boss’s Secretary informed me that he was rather distracted with showing the new clients around, so I begin to scheme on how best to later approach my Boss so I could get the new cabinet installed.

The next thing I know, I am in a Storage Closet with a Window looking outside onto a Field. Another man, who was the delegated liaison to our Company from the foreign company’s entourage, is standing with me, and telling me how that, as part of the welcoming ceremony for the foreign people, I was to join them in praying to their foreign god, using this phrase from Scripture,


as an authoritative proof-text to try to manipulate and convince me that it was OK for me to pray to the foreign god.

I objected, saying there is…


After that, I find myself outside in the field we were just looking at through the window. A lady was there, who was actually a Bear, but was in the process of shaving all the hair off of her body so she could attempt to appear human. I was standing close by, and she turned her head and looked at me, and I looked back in her face, as she was shaving her right leg.

I woke up very sore and tired, but also energetic enough to wake up for the day. After thinking about this, I began to realize that in this case, “Rome” was attempting to invade our Company. The other thing in this dream was that the the people of this foreign company had brown skin, spoke english with an Indian or Pakistani accent, and served one of the Hindu gods. But the Bear Lady had white skin.

It is now 1:45AM, and I am still recovering from this conflict. But all the others from HR in the dream are now in the Pit.
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7:45AM - Saturday morning.
I had a nap at about 2:30, and slept for about an hour. I could tell after I woke that I had received healing from the Lord. I felt very rested, and at ease. At about 5:00 we went into town for some shopping and my morning coffee. Then after getting home, I went back into town for a few more things. Now I am going to make dinner and retire for the “evening”. Please accept my deep gratitude for sending these healing medications.

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Saturday, 29 December 2018, 6PM.

I woke up at 6:30PM from a very lengthy dream which had at least three different parts. This dream left me extremely fatigued, telling me I had engaged a whole lot of witchcraft from HR.

Part 1— Old Computer Stuff
I was with the Man who was the Chief Executive Officer at (G6) when I first hired on in July of 2001. The CEO was trying to find an appropriate way of showing me his appreciation of all that I had done, since I had just retired from working at (G6) for 18 years. He was searching along the streets of (L3), the city in which (G6) is situated, for something He could give me. Then he spotted an old computer console. He knew I liked computers, so He offered it to me. I was a little reluctant, since I already had many computers. He sensed this, so He began to look on the console for something smaller. I said I liked Dictionaries, and He found an older one and offered it to me. Just then another Man came over and showed the CEO that there was still a roll of unused Postage Stamps in a dispenser in the console. I saw that they were Christmas Stamps, with pictures of Santa Claus on each one.

. . . . .
Part 2 — Overturned Semi-Truck

… the next thing I know we are rolling the Computer Console down the street to a Used Computer
Recycler outfit. Suddenly our attention is drawn to a flatbed delivery truck in a Safeway parking lot whose load of plate steel is sliding off bed. This is stirring up quite a bit of commotion.

We turn around to go back to see this, and find that a Semi-Truck with Trailer is laying in its side in the same street we just left. The driver was distracted by the other truck losing its load, and in turn he lost control of his rig, and it jack-knifed and overturned.

Then, the next thing I know…
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Part 3 — Home
… the CEO and I are arriving at His House where He lives with His Wife and Son. As we are approaching, His Wife opens the Front Door to welcome us Home. The Father then begins to explain to me that His Son is preparing a meal by roasting some sides of pork in a smoker. I could tell that our Father held His Son in High Esteem.

9:30PM — Saturday
I was so groggy waking from this dream at 6:30PM that I had to go back to bed, which I did at about 8:30PM. And I woke up from yet another dream. Although there was conflict in this dream also, I feel rested from the 6:30 dream. In the 8:30 dream,

I had just entered the attic bedroom of my maternal grandmother’s Old House. There were two other young women already in the room, sitting at what appeared to be a card table. Then my wife (M) also entered the room, and she went to sit down at the table as well. Finally I went to the table and sat down with the three of them, directly across from (M). We started to talk about our marriage, and then she wanted to talk with me alone, so she and I got up from the table, leaving the two young women, and walked over to the bed. We sat on the edge of the bed together, and (M) began sharing with me her heartaches.

I am still sore from this dream, but it is going away. The Lord informs me that the two women in the dream were the two spirits of witchcraft assigned to (M) at her birth to enslave her. My being there gave her the strength to get up from the card table where the witches were seated, breaking both spell and relationship, and walk with me to the bed, where she could talk with me alone.

6AM — Sunday
I had to take another nap at about 3AM. I think I slept for about 30 minutes, but I felt a lot better when I woke up. Still a little groggy, but not bad.

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Sunday, 30 December 2018, 9PM.

I woke up sore, and had a very brief dream as I was waking about having extra pains meds, but nothing else really to write Home about.

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Monday, 31 December 2018, 9PM.
Today I woke up a little after 7:30PM from a short dream.

I was with Dr. Chuck Missler, of Koinonia House (www.khouse.org). He was preparing for upcoming classes to teach. Then I awoke.

I woke up very sore in my shoulders. According to the Lord, this was due to my wrestling with Forces from HR opposed to the Gospel of Jesus. This was in preparation of our upcoming study of the Book of Matthew, from which we will obtain curriculum material that will become the foundation of a Teaching Module for The School of Jesus Website (http://www.theschoolofjesus.com).

I had recently ordered the DVD Matthew study series from the K-House store, and we will begin watching it for our Family Dinner time as soon it arrives, or shortly thereafter.

In this Volume, Volume 8 of www.letterstodan.com, I have counted at least 40 times in which I used the word “dream” as an arch-title for a Letter, and in the body of this Letter.

I actually have had a lot more dreams this year than 40, but they (I counted around 90) were documented elsewhere on the Divine Council Forum as part of my Field Notes series. The Volume count may include a few of the Forum count due to some overlap. But suffice to say that looking back, this year has been a year of dreams, with the primary emphasis on destroying the House of Witchcraft.

This is also the year in which my earthly status of “employee” has come to an end. It seems clear to me that, in keeping with Your edict in
Letter 489 Volume 6, we will proceed into 2019, being directly employed by You in Your service.

And You know what that means:

“We shall have no king but King Jesus”.

That’s what that means.

What a unique Letter this has turned out to be. I started writing a week ago, entering events as they occurred day by day, in keeping with my previous Divine Council Field Notes.

And as I sit at my desk writing, I can hear some of my neighbors setting off fireworks in celebratory preparation of the New Year, which is less than 2 hours away Pacific Time.

Fireworks (and thunder) have always scared our 2 little dogs. But I pray that You will send them extra comfort this year, and in the years to come, so they will not be so frightened at the loud noises of happiness or battle.

This is the final Letter of 2018. It is also the First Letter of 2019. This understanding is from the Lord Holy Spirit. Even though Letter 740 spans 2 distinct years, and is itself its own distinct Letter, it also represents a continuation of things begun in 2018 and earlier, which will continue into 2019. Namely, the War to Destroy the House of Witchcraft.

And so dear Lord, please let us close 2018, the Year of Christ our King, and open 2019, the Year of Christ our King, with this Prayer and these Scriptures:

The Book of Psalms
Chapter 20
Verses 1 Through 9

The Assurance of God’s Saving Work
To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.

May the Lord answer you in the day of trouble;

the name of the God of Jacob defend you;

He send you help from the sanctuary,
And strengthen you out of Zion;

He remember all your offerings,
And accept your burnt sacrifice.


May He grant you according to your heart’s desire,
And fulfill all your purpose.
We will rejoice in your salvation,
And in the name of our God we will set up our banners!

the Lord fulfill all your petitions.
Now I know that the Lord saves His anointed;
He will answer him from His holy heaven
With the saving strength of His right hand.
Some trust in chariots, and some in horses;
But we will remember the name of the Lord our God.
They have bowed down and fallen;
But we have risen and stand upright.
Save, Lord!

May the King answer us when we call.

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The Book of Isaiah
Chapter 18
Verses 1 Through 7

Woe to the land shadowed with buzzing wings,
Which is beyond the rivers of Ethiopia,
Which sends ambassadors by sea,
Even in vessels of reed on the waters, saying,

“Go, swift messengers, to a nation tall and smooth of skin,
To a people terrible from their beginning onward,
A nation powerful and treading down,
Whose land the rivers divide.”

All inhabitants of the world and dwellers on the earth:
When he lifts up a banner on the mountains, you see it;
And when he blows a trumpet, you hear it.
For so the Lord said to me,

“I will take My rest,
And I will look from My dwelling place
Like clear heat in sunshine,
Like a cloud of dew in the heat of harvest.”

For before the harvest, when the bud is perfect
And the sour grape is ripening in the flower,
He will both cut off the sprigs with pruning hooks
And take away and cut down the branches.

They will be left together for the mountain birds of prey
And for the beasts of the earth;
The birds of prey will summer on them,
And all the beasts of the earth will winter on them.

In that time a present will be brought to the Lord of hosts
From a people tall and smooth of skin,
And from a people terrible from their beginning onward,
A nation powerful and treading down,
Whose land the rivers divide—
To the place of the name of the Lord of hosts,
To Mount Zion.

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The Book of Isaiah
Chapter 19
Verses 1 Through 25

The burden against Egypt.
Behold, the Lord rides on a swift cloud,
And will come into Egypt;
The idols of Egypt will totter at His presence,
And the heart of Egypt will melt in its midst.

“I will set Egyptians against Egyptians;
Everyone will fight against his brother,
And everyone against his neighbor,
City against city, kingdom against kingdom.

The spirit of Egypt will fail in its midst;
I will destroy their counsel,
And they will consult the idols and the charmers,
The mediums and the sorcerers.

And the Egyptians I will give
Into the hand of a cruel master,
And a fierce king will rule over them,”
Says the Lord, the Lord of hosts.

The waters will fail from the sea,
And the river will be wasted and dried up.

The rivers will turn foul;
The brooks of defense will be emptied and dried up;
The reeds and rushes will wither.

The papyrus reeds by the River, by the mouth of the River,
And everything sown by the River,
Will wither, be driven away, and be no more.

The fishermen also will mourn;
All those will lament who cast hooks into the River,
And they will languish who spread nets on the waters.

Moreover those who work in fine flax
And those who weave fine fabric will be ashamed;
And its foundations will be broken.

All who make wages will be troubled of soul.

Surely the princes of Zoan are fools;
Pharaoh’s wise counselors give foolish counsel.

How do you say to Pharaoh, “I am the son of the wise,
The son of ancient kings?”

Where are they?

Where are your wise men?

Let them tell you now,
And let them know what the Lord of hosts
has purposed against Egypt.

The princes of Zoan have become fools;
The princes of Noph are deceived;
They have also deluded Egypt,
Those who are the mainstay of its tribes.

The Lord has mingled a perverse spirit in her midst;
And they have caused Egypt to err in all her work,
As a drunken man staggers in his vomit.

Neither will there be any work for Egypt,
Which the head or tail,
Palm branch or bulrush, may do.

In that day Egypt will be like women, and will be afraid and fear because of the waving of the hand of the Lord of hosts, which He waves over it. And the land of Judah will be a terror to Egypt; everyone who makes mention of it will be afraid in himself, because of the counsel of the Lord of hosts which He has determined against it.

In that day five cities in the land of Egypt will speak the language of Canaan and swear by the Lord of hosts; one will be called the City of Destruction.

In that day
there will be an altar to the Lord in the midst of the land of Egypt, and a pillar to the Lord at its border. And it will be for a sign and for a witness to the Lord of hosts in the land of Egypt; for they will cry to the Lord because of the oppressors, and He will send them a Savior and a Mighty One, and He will deliver them.

Then the Lord will be known to Egypt, and the Egyptians will know the Lord in that day, and will make sacrifice and offering; yes, they will make a vow to the Lord and perform it. And the Lord will strike Egypt, He will strike and heal it; they will return to the Lord, and He will be entreated by them and heal them.

In that day
there will be a highway from Egypt to Assyria, and the Assyrian will come into Egypt and the Egyptian into Assyria, and the Egyptians will serve with the Assyrians.

In that day
Israel will be one of three with Egypt and Assyria—a blessing in the midst of the land, whom the Lord of hosts shall bless, saying, “Blessed is Egypt My people, and Assyria the work of My hands, and Israel My inheritance.”


*TERMINAL DREAM = a new phrase given by the Lord to describe how any personal spirit-space contacts I make with HR result in they're being sent to the Pit on completion of the dream. Typically these kinds of dreams occur at the end of a sleep cycle, in the few moments just before I wake up.


R. C. Theophilus

Letter 741
New Year’s Dreams


Wednesday, 2 January 2019, 7PM.
Yesterday and today I had a dream just before waking.

I was in Town (L11) walking down the Main Street. I was just walking on the sidewalk by the shops and buildings. I could tell there was conflict of some kind.

I woke up too early, at 4:30PM, and I was very sore and tired. But I was too awake to go back to sleep. So after I ate some breakfast and watched TV, I went into my office and applied online for Social Security Disability Benefits. This process took about 2 hours, and left me sore and tired, but satisfied that I had started the process. Thank You Jesus.

The next morning I went into Town to do some shopping at one of the stores which I had walked past in the dream. I could tell that there was a spirit of anger between two of the check out workers toward customers. This was because evil spirits were being removed as I shopped. The demeanor of the checker changed while she was helping me, to one of gentleness and true customer service.

I was in a house with a man who looked like my lifelong best friend (CB1). There were some other people there, along with my wife. Various conversations could be heard. Then the man who looked like (CB1) began to justify himself, saying things about the music he played on his turntable. He was referring to his DJ’s turntable which was sitting on the dining room table. This turntable only had one platter, with space for control knobs and buttons off to one side on the surface of the contraption.

I woke up at 5:30PM from this dream, and I lay in bed reviewing the dream. I knew that the man who looked like (CB1) was a devil who was from HR, and had been assigned to the destruction of (CB1). I began to exclaim to my angel family that (CB1) was now delivered from evil spirits, etc. Then, as I started to write this letter, I realized that not only was the Imposter evil spirit “Grilled and Pitted*”, but his whole house, which is the house I was visiting in the dream. All the HR House of Evil assigned against (CB1) has now been Grilled and Pitted, removed from all earth-space influence. Not bad for a Night Dream’s Work.

But I did wake with sore shoulders and was tired. But not as tired as I was yesterday. I think this will wear off quickly.

*Grilled and Pitted: what happens to an evil spirit after seeing me. They are cast into the Pit through the Grid of Scripture. Grilled and Pitted.


R. C. Theophilus

Letter 742
The Branch In The Window


Monday, 07 January 2019, 6AM.
Yesterday a Sign happened. At about 2:30AM Sunday morning, a very strong and violent windstorm blew through the Snoqualmie Valley. This windstorm was due to a conflict in spirit-space which produced this Sign. Please allow me to explain.

About 9:30AM this morning I went into town in order to go to a Church service for the first time in quite a while, leaving enough time to stop at the Store on the way. My transition to Day Shift has been accomplished, and I was looking forward to being able to attend a Church Service while being awake and alert, along with having time for additional fellowship afterward.

When I got to the store, where I was going to buy some tomatoes and a cup of Expresso from Starbucks, I noticed that the lights were out. But the Store had a backup generator, so the cash registers were working. However, the coffee stand was closed.

I made my purchase and proceeded to drive to the Church building, which was only about 5 minutes away. When I got there the parking lot was deserted, and no lights were on. So I called one of the Elders who I know, and he confirmed that the meeting had been cancelled.

Then I drove back home and proceeded to do other things.

One of those other things was to go online with our insurance agency to file a broken glass claim for our Toyota Avalon. This was because during the storm, a branch from a Fir Tree which stands right next to where I park the Avalon, broke off and went straight down into the rear window of the car. This produced a hole about 8” x 6”, and shattering the rest of the surrounding glass into fragments. But the laminate within the window held the rest of the glass together, so all I had to do was cover the hole with some tape. Then today, I made arrangements for repair, which looks like will occur sometime later this week.

But here is why this is a Sign.

The day before this happened, on Sunday, I went for a walk up at the PraiseTree Recreational Lake area. Along the paved walking trail are side trails to get down to the Lakes edge. And many of the unimproved areas on either side of the pavement are well trimmed and manicured.

On the way back we were passing by one of these manicured areas, and I noticed how well groomed some of the smaller trees were, so much so that it reminded me of any number of Scriptures in the Bible that talk about groves of trees which are dedicated to idolatry. Then, as I began to think more on this, I realized that there were evil spirits attached to each groomed tree, in order to promote worship of the surrounding creation.

So, without any hesitation, I asked angel Maiah to send a request up to HQ to have MMIP Stations establishes at each tree, and to have the demonic spirits removed.

Our prayers were answered almost immediately.

But apparently one of the Fallen Angel Overseers came back to check on his Demon Grove, and found his Satanic Crew gone, and replaced with what to him were Enemy Elements from Heaven, standing guard and operating the MMIP Stations.

Later on, one of the leading evil angels sought audience with the Lord Holy Spirit to find out what happened to his grove of trees. He showed him what happened, and who requested it to happen. That would be me. This then sent him off to find other fallen angels who would return with him and try to take vengeance on my own person and/or property.

This resulted in the violent windstorm mentioned above. The Lord then gave permission for one of his followers to break off a branch of the tree and send it crashing through my car’s rear window.

But then, much to their surprise, the Lord showed them the New Rules of Engagement assigned to me, which send all angelic malefactors directly to the Pit.

The Lord said He allowed the damage to my car so that I would have a Testimony to right Home about, and so that others would read and be informed. I had done nothing wrong in removing the enemy, because this is in accordance with Scriptural Doctrine, as part of the Kingdom Commission of Christ to proclaim the Gospel to all Creation, and to Remove the Enemy from the Land.


R. C. Theophilus

Letter 743
Moroni’s Last Hope


Tuesday, 08 January 2019, 3PM.
Yesterday evening as I was working in the kitchen at about 6PM I heard avery soft knock at our front door. I was dressed only in undershorts and a t-shirt, so I went quickly to my bedroom and got my robe.

I opened the front door just far enough for my voice to carry out onto the porch, and asked the people who were standing right in front of the door to get back behind the gate. Our front porch is surrounded by a wooden fence and gate, to provide additional protection from the elements, and to keep our dogs from getting loose when the front door is opened.

After I was satisfied that the visitors had heeded my request, I went out on to the front porch and asked how I might be of service. I saw immediately that there were two young female types, in their late teens or early twenties. At once, one of the young women said:


I responded with:


At first I thought they might be a couple of angels, and that they might say “from Heaven”, or something way cool like that. But the first few words out of her mouth spoke volumes from a different source:


Immediately I responded to her in mid-sentence with:


interrupting her at the same time. Then I followed up with:


The same young lady wanted to keep after me with questions and answers, but I would have none of their proselytizing.

Some how I was able to retreat back into my house while wishing them a good night, and making it clear, in a smiling and almost jovial manner, that they were not welcome. But I was amazed at their level of attractiveness. I thought all Mormon Missionaries were pre-collegiate males. But these were two Blonde Beauties of a very Pretty Female persuasion. As soon as I closed the door, it was all I could do to keep from laughing.

You see, Moroni knows me personally, and every so often he has sent his Missionary Henchmen to my house to harass me if possible. And one Christmas he did participate in a pretty vicious attack on me, which is documented in
Letter 230a Volume 4.

But this time Moroni went over the top. Two young blondes? Really? I’m an older married man, so there is really no sort of carnal temptation there. But they did have really nice smiles. It also reminded me just how old I have become. Thanks a lot Moron(i).

After I was able to contain myself and refrain from the laughter that still wanted to emerge, angel Gabe started to explain things to me.

It seems that Moroni got “wind” somehow of the overthrow of the Demon Groves at PraiseTree just the day before, and the subsequent attack and damage from the windstorm. And earlier Moroni also had become aware of the MMIP Stations we established at the Bohemian Grove and every Masonic Temple and Meeting Hall. Since he is good friends with the Freemasons and other secret societies, he was getting more and more afraid that he might be next on the “Pit List”.

So this was Moroni’s way of presenting me with a sort of peace offering from his church, trying to tempt me with False Hope, knowing he couldn’t, but trying anyway to be as nice as possible so he doesn’t end up in the Pit like so many other Hell’s Resources Angels that have “gone missing” from the face of the earth in the past couple of years.

These “HR people” don’t seem to realize that I don’t do anything that hasn’t already been approved of by the Lord Holy Spirit, or that I am immediately led to do my Him.

So really, Moroni and any other HR angelic potentates should really be taking these things up with the Almighty. I just work here, following carefully the instructions of King Jesus.

The best thing HR could do is just leave me alone. If the Lord wants them gone, there’s nothing I or anyone else can do about it. His will is to be done, on Earth as it is in Heaven.

And like angel Gabriel said to me a couple years ago, and bears repeating:



R. C. Theophilus

Letter 744
“This Saved The Day”


Monday, 14 January 2019, 6AM.
Yesterday a very remarkable thing happened…

Before I left my job, my employer (G6) gave me a Retirement Gift in the form of a Shopping Mall Gift Card. Then, on Sunday, 13 January, the Lord Holy Spirit provided an opportunity for us to go and spend the Gift Card, which was $150.00 in value.

I prayed a special prayer on the way, since I know that just about any public earth-space contacts I have will most likely include spirit-space contact with HR.

My first thought upon arriving at the Mall was to find a gift for (M), something she would like. As my angel family and I walked into the Mall, and then past the various shops, I spotted a Disney Store. (M) really likes all things Disney, so we went there first.

We looked around some, but of much of what I saw (M) already had (like cups, trinkets, etc), or they were for children (like dolls, games, etc.). I decided to keep looking, and as we were walking toward the exit, I spied another store opposite of where we were at. It was a Made In Washington store. I thought we could give that one a try. And we found what we were looking for.

Since (M) was “made in Washington State” (I was “made in Oregon State”), I picked up a variety of small souvenir type items which spoke to her history. The total price came to a total of $44.46. This left a balance of $105.54 on the Gift Card.

After making the purchase, we started to walk around some more. I was being moved to look for something for me. That is when I spotted the Apple Store. And of course, being the computer geek that I am, that’s where we went.

But, as soon as we entered, right at the entrance to the store, I felt a spirit-space presence. I immediately asked angel Gabe what it was, and he informed that it was one of many evil spirits assigned to the Apple Sales and Marketing Department, and stationed at Apple Store Entrances (in other words, a Satanic Gatekeeper). I was further informed that the evil spirit was removed to the Pit, and that a MMIP station was established in its place. And you know what the means. It means that the Gates of Hell did not prevail, according to Scripture.

While all this was going on I kept slowly walking deeper into the store trying to locate something that would cost about $100.00, since that is what was left on the Gift Card.

I spotted a rack on the back will which had boxes of things, and upon getting closer I saw what I wanted. It was a selection of external hard drives used mostly for backing up systems and files. I selected one, and then flagged one of the workers.

A Young Lady of no more than about 20 years of age was assigned to make the sale. I was curious about the specifications, and I questioned her a bit about connectivity. Being presented with questions she couldn’t answer, she then called for a Manager to help. He was having trouble with the answer, so I suggested that he open the box. He agreed, and upon inspection, I was satisfied with the contents and said I would purchase it immediately.

At this point, the Manager left me with the Young Sales Girl. She then proceeded to “swipe” the Gift Card in her iPhone sales unit. While she was doing that, I said that I would have to supplement with another payment card, since the total came to a Few Dollars More than the remaining balance which was on the Gift Card.

For some reason, she swiped the Gift Card a second time, only to have the second attempt rejected. I started to become alarmed, because I knew that there was in excess of $100.00 remaining on the card when I walked in.

She swiped the card again, and again, and I kept insisting that there was over $100.00 on the card. Then she asked for a Manager to assist. The same one who helped earlier came to her aid, but he could not say anything constructive, since all he knew by now was that the card was registering $0.00 balance.

I protested some more, to which the Sales Girl suggested I go to the Mall’s Customer Service Kiosk, which was downstairs.

Taking her advice, we proceed to walk to Customer Service. Upon arriving, I explain what had just transpired at the Apple Store. One of the Customer Service Ladies took the Gift Card, then turned to a computer console, saying she could look up the balance on the card.

Sure enough, in less than a minute there on the computer screen was a series of transactions, showing in great detail all of the activity in the card.

I asked if it could be printed out, but they did not have a printer. Then she suggested that I take a picture of the screen. Good idea, I thought. I took two photographs with my own iPhone 6s. Then, we went back to the Apple Store, and walked in past the New Gatekeepers of the Kingdom of Heaven, which have now been assigned to the entrances at all Apple Stores.

I tracked down the Manager who helped us at first, and then begin to explain to him (for the second time), what was transpiring at that time. After we walked to a table, I showed him the photos of the Customer Service Computer Screen.

He then began what would have been a lengthy process of seeing if he could confirm any of what I was saying. The Sales Girl had been called back to the table where I was waiting, and we engaged in some conversation.

One of the things that was revealed about her was that she was unable to admit to committing an error. I pointed out the first swipe was authorized, but that the subsequent swipes revealed, and rightly so, a zero balance. My point was that it was her mis-interpreting her iPhone Sales Screen, and subsequent swiping the Gift Card multiple times, which brought forth this mis-understanding.

After a few trips to the “back office”, the Manager came back to me and said words to the effect that any further attempt to solve the problem would take too long, and that he would just ‘give’ me the hard drive, ‘hoping’ that what I was saying was true about the $105.54 Gift Card balance being already in the possession of Apple Computer.

In essence, the Manager was giving me about a $25.00 discount because the total cost of the hard drive was a little over $130.00 with tax.

After agreeing to this discount, I put the already opened package in the Made In Washington bag, and I said in parting that when technology fails, this is what happens when there is no paperwork to support claims such as mine. But then as an immediate “afterthought”, these words came out of my mouth:


The “this” I was referring to was my iPhone, which I was holding up with my right hand while saying those words. And the “this” the Lord was referring to, is this phrase:


This phrase can be spelled with the letters found in the word “this” (4=this, 2=is, 3=His)*, without any re-arranging of the letters. The Lord Holy Spirit was saying; “This is His”, referring both to The Day and to Apple Computer. And so the Lord revealed His Final Word on the Matter.

Or did He?

Saturday, 19 January 2019, 6AM - update:
On Monday 14 January I was sitting at my desk thinking about this strange event, and I then thought I would dispose of the Gift Card, since it cannot be recharged. But just before I got up to take it to the shredder the idea occurred to me to double check the balance on the card by logging in to the website listed on the reverse of the card.

So I entered the URL into my web browser, and then entered the card number and security code. “What the ‘(foxtrot)’?”, I thought to myself. There, much to my surprise, right on my computer screen, I saw that the Shopping Mall Gift Card had a new balance of $105.54. This was the exact same balance that the Gift Card had when I left the Made in Washington Store, and went into the Apple store, and which total amount was subsequently debited from the card with the first swipe by the Sales Girl.

I stopped for a moment, and then referred all
this to the Lord. After some back and forth between He and I, it was decided that I could treat the New Balance as a “Lost and Found”. This means I would wait for 90 days, and then if the balance still exists after that, I can take possession of it.

I had considered trying to take the card back to Apple, and then somehow attempt to explain the “magical” reappearance of their money back onto the card. But with all the confusion surrounding the initial purchase, I thought it more than likely that that approach would only make matters worse. So I went back to the drawing board.

I considered destroying the card, but that would just waste $105.54, and I didn’t like that idea, since I still value the penny. It was after this that the Lord led me to the Lost and Found idea, which is something I can live with, and not consider myself a thief.

BUT THEN… something else very similar to this happened, again.

On 11 January I purchased from Amazon.com a DVD movie, Where Eagles Dare, as a Prophetic Gift for a Brother who lives in Texas. Using my already existing Amazon account, I made the purchase, and had it shipped to my Brother’s home address. The entire transaction seemed to go through successfully, after which I began to receive the normal emails telling me of the sales confirmation and shipping progress, etc.

Then, on 14 January at 10:10AM, I received an email from the Brother saying that he had already received the movie. “Boy” I thought, “Amazon sure was fast with that order”.

But then, not long after that, I got another email from Amazon saying that they had lost the original shipment. So I went online to my Amazon account and sure enough, there was a notice in my online “orders” section saying that they had lost track of the package, and that I had the option of having the same item re-shipped, or getting a refund. The notice from Amazon also said I could wait a few more days to see if it re-appeared in their system

Remembering then what had just transpired with the Shopping Mall Gift Card, I immediately decided to treat this second round of “Mystery Money” as a Lost and Found item as well. If that option still exits after 90 days, then I will treat it as mine.

*For what it's worth, (4+2+3)=9.


R. C. Theophilus

Letter 745
That’s One Hot Wicked Witch-General


About a week or so ago I purchased a food product which was designed to induce more sales through increased consumption. Please allow me to explain.

A short while before this (M) had requested some Chow Mien. So, I went on a search to fulfill her request. We both knew that one of the local grocery store chains sells Chow Mien fresh from their in-store Deli stand. Then at the end of each service day, the leftovers are packaged for sale at a discount in a self-service cooler.

I had been looking off and on for several days in the self-service coolers for some leftovers, but to no avail. So one day I went to the in-store Deli when it was open, and purchased some fresh Chow Mien for (M), which she really liked.

A few days later I was in a different store of the same Grocery Chain, and upon looking in the self-service cooler, I saw a container that had Chow Mien in it.

But this was a 2 compartment container, with the second compartment holding a side-serving of General Tsao’s chicken. For those who don’t know, General Tsao’s chicken is a spicy hot chicken dish, which usually has whole, red cayenne peppers in it, along with a sweet & sour sauce.

Now, (M) doesn’t like hot spicy food, but I do, so I brought the package home and announced that she could have the Chow Mien, and that I would eat the General Tsao’s chicken.

This was agreeable, and I served up the Chow Mien to (M), saving the chicken for my own later consumption.

When the time came for me to eat the chicken side-dish, I discovered something which I had known before, but not really comprehended, until now. As I ate, I wanted to eat more, even after I got full.

One of the reasons my comprehension had become so pronounced is because after I left my job at (G6), I had more time to prepare and cook fresh food at home. As soon as I started to do more of my own cooking, and after about a whole month of doing so, I was able to re-acquire some culinary control in what I was putting into my mouth. And I was then able to start to distinguish the differences various foods have on my palate. I also was really enjoying eating more fresh vegetables and fruit.

So, when this strange effect began to occur as I was eating the Cursed Chicken Recipe, it was like I was a banker being presented with counterfeit currency. I could immediately sense a difference in how I was being effected by the Corporately Cooked Food from the Grocery Store Deli Counter, as opposed to how I felt after eating my own, fresh cooked food.

While I was analyzing this phenomena, angel Gabe started to explain what it was I was experiencing.

He began to describe how, generally speaking, certain food manufacturers have refined their understanding of food chemistry to the point that they are able to isolate those naturally occurring chemicals created by God in food products which stimulate the palate, from the other created chemicals which signal satisfaction.

He then said that the misuse of these naturally occurring chemicals was a type of witchcraft, in that the abuse of these food chemicals (or drugs) is used for the purpose of manipulating some people to do the will of other people. In this case, the “some people” are those who eat the General Tsao’s Chicken, and the “other people” are those who control the Grocery Store Chain.

In this case, a chemical, previously isolated from other foods, is added to the General Tsao’s chicken to do exactly what I experienced. Keep eating even after I am full, and continuing to desire even more.

Foods which Creator God made for human consumption are desirable, tasteful, and satisfying, so that when one is full, one does not desire any more, at least for a while. Removing that chemical component which produces the feeling of satisfaction, and increasing the chemical that stimulates the palate, is what brings forth overeating and gluttony.

This form of drug abuse by certain Food Manufactures produces a product that could be likened to water that doesn’t quench one’s thirst. You could drink up a river, and still be thirsty.

When demonic spirits are added to this “recipe of destruction witches brew”, then all manner of diseases occur, starting with gluttony, and then obesity, and other health related maladies.

Not all food manufacturers participate in this type of witchcraft, and there are some foods created by God that do increase the sensitivity of the palate, such as salt and spices, which help to bring life to otherwise bland and dull foods.

Foods created by Yahweh, which are specified in Scripture, come from Original Creation of the Earth, and those Food Manufacturers which participate in the Unique Sin of Food Witchcraft Chemistry, which destroys the earth by reverse engineering that which God created, will have their share in judgment from Scripture, which says that:

“… Youshould destroy those who destroy the earth.”
Revelation 11:18

It is important to note that not every human palate responds the same to food chemistry. Not all palates respond the same to foods and recipes, and some people are immune to the abuse of food chemicals.

P. S. I have observed that frequently during and after the times I wrestle in spirit-space directly with witchcraft in general, these same kinds of effects can be produced, and I often will want to over-consume both food and beverage. Angel Gabe says that this is caused by my close proximity to the Spirits of Witchcraft. Fortunately this effect is temporary, and wears off quickly.


R. C. Theophilus

Letter 746
This Movie Smells of SOG


In Letter 649 Volume 7 I testify to smelling an odor which emanated from spirit-space. Then about two weeks ago something very similar occurred. Please allow me to explain.

A while back we watched a movie on DVD. The Title is simply UFO (© 2018), with one of the co-stars being Gillian Anderson (“Scully” from X-Files). I found the DVD on Amazon.com and purchased it because I am both an X-Files fan (and “Scully” was in the movie), and also a science-fiction fan. It was also way cheap, which is why I went ahead and bought it.

Anyway, while we were watching the show, toward the last 15 minutes or so of the movie, I started to smell a similar odor as to the one described in Letter 649. Like in the Letter, at first I was trying to find an earth-space origin for the smell. But after a few minutes of sniffing around, I began to “get wise”, and then began to inquire of the Lord Holy Spirit as to what this was.

I was answered with the knowledge that I was smelling the Doctrine that was being preached in the movie. This Doctrine of Devils states that there are Intelligent Aliens in the Universe who want to communicate with Mankind through certain mathematical formulae. The presupposition at this point in the movie was that the Aliens were benevolent, and only wanted to say “Hi”.

But I could see (and smell) right through this facade, and knew that the script of the movie had been produced under SOG* influence.

As of this writing there is no Wikipedia.com entry assigned to this movie. It may be that I can figure out how to make new entries to the wiki, and if I do, I will quote this Letter.

*SOG = Sons of God. See Psalms 82.


R. C. Theophilus

Letter 747

(This Week In Spook Army)


Monday, 27 January 2019, 6AM.
This past week had many related components, which qualifies it as a TWISpA. I also had multiple dreams, which are documented here.

Tuesday night (22 January) I took (M) to a Sleep Study Clinic in (L24). This involved her spending the night at the clinic, and my picking her up the next morning. The sleep study was required by Medicare in order to establish their own qualification baseline for her already ongoing medical prescription for C-PAP and Oxygen Concentrator machines.

I had prayed first before leaving, and also asked angel Gabe to “get on the horn” and call up our Cherubim Brothers “Smith & Wesson” to provide additional superior air cover. Angel Leah and her Perimeter Crew provided their usual expert ground support, so when we got there I could tell things were rather peaceful.

After tucking (M) into bed as much as I could, I went home. I didn’t sleep as much as I usually do, but I did sleep enough to wake in time, so I could arrive back at (L24) the next morning.

It was still very peaceful when I arrived, and I had enough time to have a smoke out on the sidewalk. This was very pleasant, and I was able to sense some of the early morning activities.

(M) and I made it home without incident. But before we left the clinic, I had made a point of attempting to deliver one of my Kingdom Cards to the Sleep Technician (P25) who oversaw the study and helped (M) throughout the night.

A “clean shot” was not possible at that time, which was disappointing, but then I immediately started to plot a New Solution.

After this I had two or three dreams in which the Lord Holy Spirit and I were piercing and penetrating strongholds of witchcraft which had been built up around (P25) to prevent him from hearing the Gospel which says “Jesus Messiah God Loves You”.

It was then that the Lord led me to write a short thank you note to (P25), and send it via United States Post, along with the Kingdom Cards. This was the right plan, because if I had given (P25) the cards at the clinic, they would have been rejected by the Barricades of the Strongholds. Since the Strongholds had been breeched with the dreams (see dream below), sending the Cards in the mail would be well received.

After getting home from the sleep clinic, I had several dreams relating to the sleep clinic while I slept at night. The first dream I remember clearly and is documented here.

I was in a Library seated at a table with a man who was trying to convince me of a Conspiracy. He signaled to a second man who was also into Conspiracy Theories. The second man then brought over to the table what I first thought was a book from a shelf. But on closer inspection I saw it was one of those clear plastic security cases. I saw that inside the case were two or three cash rolls of Twenty Dollar Denominations and larger. There was also a cassette tape inside the case along with the cash.

I rejected the Conspiracy Theorists and their Theories, along with the case containing both the Money and the Message, and then left the Library.

After this dream, the Lord explained what it was about. The two men in the Library were fallen angels assigned from HR to destroy the Sleep Technician (P25). They were expert in bringing confusion to the truth by suggesting a variety of Conspiracies, along with the Temptation to love money. The Library was their headquarters. We were sent to terminate their operation against (P25) and send them to the Pit. Mission accomplished.

The next morning I had another dream just before waking.

Sunday, 27 January 2019, 5AM.

I was in a Boiler Room with 2 large, 300BHP Horizontal Return Tubular (HRT) Boilers. There were two rather large men wearing dirty coveralls in the room who were the Boiler Operators. From the Boiler Assembly protruded two flexible tubes which extended across the floor to where I was standing, about 10 feet away. The two tubes entered the back of my head, one being a heated supply line, and the other a return line. This introduced heated fluid that was charged by the boiler system into my cranium, which then circulated around my brain and returned to the boilers for re-heating.

I was in control of the temperature of the fluid, and my goal was to get the temperature to the most comfortable level possible, so that I would enjoy having the foreign fluid pumped into my cranium. There were other people in the boiler room who wanted to get the fluid too hot. I knew that the Boiler and the Hot Fluid System had something to do with pornography

According to the Lord, the Boiler System is the Engine that Powers the HR Headquarters of Pornography. The Heated Fluid is the Influence of Pornography. And the Temperature is the amount of stimulation that comes from the Fluid. The heated fluid was designed to both control and measure just how the male brain is effected by pornography.

Later in the week I went to a Charles Schwab Brokerage Branch to deposit a check. It was located in an office building complex which was undergoing renovation, so that the elevator lobbies were in a state of partial construction, replete with the usual drywall dust, plastic sheets covering already finished surfaces, and the comings and goings of various workmen.

I had found my way to the Charles Schwab office, and as I was waiting at the Brokerage Desk for my check to process, one of the Office Ladies who was helping me asked me what the emblem was that she saw on my vest. The emblem she was referring to is a Lapel Pin from Dr. Chuck Missler’s K-House ministry. It shows a Man with a Spyglass, along with the inscription “Acts 17:11”.

This gave me the Open Door to explain what Acts 17:11 is all about, and how the Kingdom Protocols it teaches helps to identify and refute Fake News.

After this I left the Brokerage Offices and was in the process of going down to the parking garage where had I left my car. Part of this process was attempting to navigate the new, all digitally controlled elevators. One of the workers was complaining of how “badly” the New Elevators “sucked”. At one point I began to agree with the worker, since I was already starting to get frustrated with having to learn a brand new elevator control system for the first time, with no apparent instructions anywhere. In response to the worker’s remark, these words came out of my mouth:


After this, with God’s help, I found the way to the parking garage where I had parked, and got into my car. Then I began to analyze what had just transpired.

At first I became thankful to Yahweh for creating the opportunity to declare Jesus’s Words in the Brokerage House. But I also became alarmed that I had so readily agreed with the worker’s assessment that the “elevators sucked”.

As I inquired of the Lord, one of my Angel Crew began to explain in great detail what had just taken place. According to angel Gabe, in the course of the Demolition and New Construction, HR had sent a representative to see if a satanic presence could be achieved.

The HR Rep. was an angel of Accusatorial Complaining who was assigned to embed himself within the New Elevator Construction, thereby becoming a Satanic Gate Keeper for the Whole Building. This was happening on the very same day that we were sent there to make the check deposit.

Upon hearing this (still being in my parked car), we prayed to have the whole facility MMIPed, so that all of HR would be cast out, and all of VR (HeaVen’s Resources) would prevail. This happened Then and There, and will continue to remain in place until the Rapture.


R. C. Theophilus

Letter 748
What Strange Costumes Ya’ll Wear


Tuesday, 5 February 2019, 4PM.
I went to sleep last night at what is now my usual bedtime of 9PM. However, this morning I woke up at about 2AM very sore in my upper body. The only way I could get back to sleep was for angel Gabriel to come in and massage my back, neck and shoulders. After this I went back to sleep, and woke up again at about 3:30. Then I went back to sleep, and had another Terminal Dream just before waking up for the day at 4:30AM.

I was seated in a booth inside a Family Style Diner which reminded me a lot of Denny’s. As I sat there I was being comforted by the Ambience that I liked and have both perceived and felt over the years inside Family Style restaurants like this.

My back was to the wall, so I could see out to the general seating area. I had my iPhone and Wallet sitting on the table in front of me, ready for me to use.

Then, to my left, four or five human looking People of both sexes, men and women, entered the Restaurant from Outside. They were dressed in what appeared to be formal work attire, like the uniforms that those who work at the Lobby Desk of a Hotel would wear. But the men’s uniforms were all black, and very closely resembled three-piece tuxedos.

Then, as they were all heading to their tables, the men and women removed their formal outer garments to reveal underneath casual street wear, such as blue jeans, t-shirts, and other normal public attire. One of the men, as he passed by my table, stopped and looked down, and then picked up my cell-phone. I nodded to him to put it back, which he did. Then he joined the rest of his party at their table.

After I was done eating, I got up and went to one of the tables where the Outside People had sat down. I looked at them, and was asking them what kind of business they were in. They answered that it had to do with “Customer Service”.

Then, as I turned to go, one of the People who appeared to be a women, who had a very cute blonde hair style which was cut just below her ears, looked directly at me and asked me this question:


At first I thought she mis-spoke, and meant the QVC channel, and I was thinking silently that my wife might watch the QVC channel, but I answered her verbally that I did not. With that I turned and walked away toward the exit door.

After the dream, I inquired of the Lord. He informed me that the Outside People in this dream were all fallen angel witches who supervise the host of familiar spirits that make up the demonic network which produces the LGBTQ mindset of beliefs in the World.

This is why I was so sore and lethargic all day. But they, the “men and women” in the dream, have themselves been sent to the Pit, which terminated their freedom to walk about on the face of the earth.

The extra “V” that the Lady with cute blonde haircut added was intended to introduce confusion in my mind, and to put me in the position of having me ask her what she meant. This subtlety would have put me under her satanic authority. But that didn’t work due to the presence in my life of the Lord Holy Spirit , Who is the Spirit of Truth, and Who cannot be deceived, controlled, or manipulated.



R. C. Theophilus

Letter 749
The Apartment


Wednesday, 06 February 2019, 11AM.
This morning I woke up from a dream at about 4:15 AM.

I was at an Apartment Building Complex visiting a friend. I then leave my Friend’s apartment to look for something.

The next thing I notice is that on my left wrist, instead of my Timex watch, I am wearing a white Fit-Bit exercise device. At first this alarmed me, because I don’t own a Fit-Bit, and the screen is small and the time difficult to see. But then I remembered I still had my iPhone in my pocket, so I calmed down with that knowledge.

As I walk around looking, I go out onto the second floor walkway which is open to the air on one side. I walk along until I get to a door on my left which goes to an inside hallway.

After entering from the outside, I walk down a little ways and see an apartment door to my left. Thinking what I was looking for was inside, I check the door, and found it was unlocked and standing ajar just a little.

I push open the door and take a step or two into what looked like the apartment’s living room, while at the same time verbally announcing my presence by saying in a loud but friendly voice:


Almost immediately a naked woman steps out through an open door which is a few feet in front of me and to my left. It seemed as if she was just about to step into a shower or take a bath.

As soon as I see the Naked Lady, I divert my eyes to my left, raise both hands a little in a sign of friendly discomfort, and say that:


and then I turn and quickly effect a hasty exit.

I walk back out onto the open air walkway, and then the next thing I know I am standing on the ground, one story below.

I see there are some people scattered around the lawn and grounds. Then I see a man standing close to me towards my left side who looks exactly like a character from the TV series Star Trek: Voyager; named Commander Chakotay. In the show he is an American Indian and the First Officer to Captain Katherine Janeway.

I greet him by saying “Hi Chakotay”. I am comforted by the fact that someone apparently I know is present in the dream.

Then I look down at the Fit-Bit I am wearing to try to see what the time is.

I woke up with sore shoulders, and felt a little tired, but not nearly as bad as I felt from yesterday’s dream.

According to angel Gabe, the Apartment Building was another one of HR’s Headquarters that produce Familiar Spirits of various kinds. Even the Star Trek character was a fraud. This DOES NOT mean that the character Chakotay in the TV show represents an evil spirit. It DOES mean that HR will attempt to corrupt with Accusations and other Evil Spirits, anything that is Good and becomes Popular in the World.


R. C. Theophilus

Letter 750
The Two Sigils


Friday, 8 February 2019, 10AM.
I have another Terminal Dream to report. But first I need to relay some back-story.

On the online forum (G33), (CB50) described a vision he had of an overarching spirit that had strong influence over the United States.

In the exchange that followed, (CB58) and I both responded. Here are some quotes:

“I do not know if this is an evil angel or something different, but I'll call it a "power." It is all alone and has no army or warriors around itself. This power is higher than any other evil power/angel over the USA. It has a tremendous influence.”

“Here is the answer the Lord gives to this and any other "Power": "Smith & Wesson", The Cherub Brothers* will take care of any fighting that needs to be done at the power(s) level and above. See Letter 326 and Letter 345. Also Letter 747 for reference.”

“The past few years liberal/progressive politicians and main stream media news have gotten to the point of being delusional; they just aren't seeing things realistically. Perhaps this "angry energy" is responsible for this. Also things like the post-birth abortion laws being proposed in Virginia are way over the line even for liberal/progressive politicians on their own (in my opinion). What sane mind would think it's OK to murder an infant?”

“As I inquired of the Lord concerning this matter, He revealed that this is a Greater Power who Rules over the 5 Regional Lesser Powers of Witchcraft which are over the United States. The 5 Lesser Powers are assigned to different areas of the U.S. (see this map).”

“Dear Lord,
Please dispatch our Cherubim brothers "Smith & Wesson", armed with Swords of the Spirit, to render powerless the Evil Power over the United States as seen by Brother Marten.

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I had posted the above prayer at 7:23PM my time, then went to bed. Before I woke the next morning at 4AM, I had a dream.

I was with a Friend (who appeared as the actor Jim Caviezel). We were being pursued by some Criminals who wanted to keep us from delivering the Intelligence Reports we had just received from a Trusted Source.

We were chased into and out of many buildings, but managed to evade our pursuers at every turn.

After this, I found myself at a High School facility. I went into the Gymnasium, and then into a Locker Room. Inside there was a Separate Restroom. I entered and found it was full of Dirty Men who had every Sinful Desire there is, along with intentions of indoctrinating those sins into the Students.

The next thing I know, I am outside of the Gymnasium, walking toward a sort of Courtyard where Students could gather. Then just ahead of me I saw two Concrete Figures in the middle of the Circular Courtyard. As I drew closer I could see that the two Concrete Figures were actually Sigils which referred to Evil Spells of Witchcraft.

I began praying in Tongues toward, and to, the Idols, and at the same time began to wave my Right Arm to Blow Away the Evil Spells. But this proved very difficult, like I was waving my arm through wet cement that hadn't cured yet.

While I was waking I felt my right shoulder, that it was more sore than my left shoulder, reflecting in earth-space the reality in spirit-space that I had just participated in.

Many hours later into the morning, and as I am writing this Letter, the Lord Holy Spirit is explaining to me the dream. But earlier I had asked angel Gabe if he was the one who looked like Brother Caviezel. “Yes”, he replied.

According to the Lord, the Dirty Men in the Restroom were various Spirits of Wickedness, Fallen Angels and Demons, assigned to the destruction of the Students. They are now in the Pit, along with any other devils who were close at hand in the dream.

The only question I had was why the Opposition to my Right Arm was so strong. The Lord answered by saying that the Extreme Viscosity I felt in spirit-space was the work-product of witchcraft curses against the Gospel, which formed a Stronghold, and that they can be Overcome and Destroyed with Persistence.


R. C. Theophilus

Letter 750a
Comments on Letter 750


In Letter 750 I testify about a dream I had in which certain elements of witchcraft have been removed from the face of the Earth. But I had, and am having, continuing effects from the conflict in the dream. Please allow me to explain.

I had the dream and wrote Letter 750 on the same day, yesterday. Later on, during the course of the day, I had an occasion where I was sitting in my office receiving healing ministry from angel Gabriel. I just closed by eyes and sort of rocked back and forth in one of my office chairs. I was also wondering in the presence of my angel family that the after-effect of this conflict was that bad. But it was.

Later on after I went to bed, I could tell that my right arm was more sore than my left from trying to blow away the curses, so I asked Gabriel if he would massage my arm. He did, and it helped.

Along with this I had strange troubles falling asleep. I would get to a point of sleep, then wake myself up from what I thought was snoring. This happened about a half dozen times, and I started to wonder as to the source.

After that, at some point I decided to eat some toast and watch TV until I got more sleepy. After I was through with watching TV, I prayed to You that You would heal me from whatever was causing this strange sleep malady. Within 10 minutes I fell asleep and slept the rest of the night like I normally do. Thank You Jesus for healing me right on the spot like that.

Today I asked angel Gabe about what caused the sleep problem. He answered by saying that my spirit-man was snoring as a result of influence from an Ondine* Curse which I had opposed with the rest of the witchcraft in the dream. I thought that was weird because I didn’t see how spirits can snore, but “OK”, Gabe tends to know what he’s talking about.

Anyway. I still am tired out from the dream, and I know from past experience that today will be a recovery day. To quote a T-Shirt I once had:


* Please see Letters 12 Volume 1, 201 and 203 Volume 4, 495 Volume 6, 709a Volume 8.
** Please see Letter 35 Volume 1.


R. C. Theophilus

Letter 751
The Passion Translation


Sunday, 24 February 2019, 7AM.
Yesterday I accompanied (M) to a wedding reception. The daughter of one of her three closest friends had married, and we were invited to the post-ceremony festivities.

Upon arrival, just after we entered the facility, Friend One, who is the Mother of the Bride, Friend Two, and Friend Three were the first ones to meet us at the door. (M) and I were greeted with hello’s and the usual greetings. But then, Friend Two and Friend Three both said something that got my attention. They both mentioned, one right after the other, that their husbands were out of town. And they both said it twice. This told me right away that there was at least one Spirit of Adultery present in the crowd, clamoring for attention. And as I write this, I am informed there were two.

There was also a host of familiar spirits who wanted to defile as many of the guests as possible. I could tell that angel Maiah was intervening on my behalf, keeping me clean from their vomit and defecations. Later I asked Maiah to confirm what I thought I already knew, that she was showering me with the Blood of the Lamb with a Branch of Hyssop. She confirmed this and added the cleansing agent was a mixture of the Blood of the Lamb , and the Water of the Word.

Her intervention kept me from getting angry at the prevalence of sin that was in the atmosphere, and in the people. This is why I was in a more Joyful Spirit than I usually am in circumstances like this. Thank You Jesus.

One thing that struck me was how many young people there, who were in their 20’s, were obese, including the Bridegroom, the Bride, and one of her close friends who was the Hostess of the reception. It was terrible. Later that night, in my prayers, I grieved and interceded on their behalf.

(M) and I left the celebration in physical pain from sitting so long on hard chairs. On the way home she began sharing with me some of the details of how the bride came to know the groom. One of the things revealed was that the groom had previously been a practicing bi-sexual.

We got home just in time for me to go to the Church that meets in the home of one of the Elders (CB 56) of the Valley, who lives almost across the street from me.

(CB56) likes to use the Passion Translation of the Bible in some of his prepared studies. Now, I was first made aware of this translation while watching videos of Bethel Church services.

I have come to the tentative conclusion that any translation of the Bible that gets people Saved AND sets them on the Narrow Path of the Kingdom is OK by me. But, as a Facilities and Boiler Engineer, I think in engineering terms, so I tend to see both the Kingdom of Heaven and the Scripture from that standpoint. And, ever since You gifted me (and Dan) with Kingdom Exactitude and Precision aptitudes, I have come to apply both in my understanding of Your Word. Because of this, I find the Passion Translation to be almost a foreign language to me. To analogize, I love peanuts, but I can’t stand peanut butter (the one exception would be the peanut butter sandwich which has honey or jelly added, and there’s nothing else in the house to eat, in which case it is a food emergency, and dire steps must be taken to prevent hunger).

I think what I am trying to say about this is better explained in an email I sent to (CB56). Here is a quote from that communication.

= = = = = = =
February 24, 2019 at 3:30PM.
“To: (CB56),

After I left last night I inquired of the Lord Holy Spirit about the Passion Translation.

I asked Him specifically what He thought of it. His answer?


But then He added,


He also explained to me why I felt the way I did concerning this translation.

Essentially, I was sensing (seeing) the very thing He was talking about, how the understanding of the english language in the U.S. has changed in the past 50 years, having been corrupted
by various influences from Hell’s Resources (take the word “gay” for example. It used to mean “happy, bright, and cheerful”. Now it refers to something Yahweh finds repulsive).

It was this corruption of language, and other corruptions like it, which brought about a need for an updated translation to speak to a Generation of Young People who have been abused, ridiculed, maligned, tortured, and "sifted like wheat”.

The Passion Translation is for their Healing.

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Tuesday, 26 February 2019, 8AM.

I felt like crap both Sunday and Monday due to the intercessions I was in for the Young People represented at the wedding celebration. And then, after I went to bed Monday night, I had a Terminal Dream which speaks to what I have written above, and is documented in the next Letter.

I feel better today after having the dream.


R. C. Theophilus

Letter 752
The Two Fags


Tuesday, 26 February 2019, 6AM.
Last night while sleeping I had three dreams from which I awoke. I only remember details of the first two.

Dream 01 - 12:30AM. “11:16”.

I was laying in bed and saw a digital readout just above and in front of me. The readout read:


I woke from this dream at about 12:30AM, and immediately wondered what the numbers meant. My first thought was Scripture. So I activated my iPad and looked up the 2 most important books in the Old Scripture, The Books of Isaiah and Psalms.

I discovered that Isaiah Chapter 11 has ONLY 16 verses. Here is Verse 16:

The Book of Isaiah
Chapter 11
Verse 16

There will be a
highway* for the remnant of His people
Who will be left from Assyria,
As it was for Israel
In the day that he came up from the land of Egypt.

And now for the Psalms.

= = =
The Book of Psalms
Chapter 11
Verses 1 Through 7

In the Lord I put my trust;
How can you say to my soul,
“Flee as a bird to your mountain”?

For look! The wicked bend their bow,
They make ready their arrow on the string,
That they may shoot secretly at the upright in heart.

If the foundations are destroyed,
What can the righteous do?

The Lord is in His holy temple,
The Lord’s throne is in heaven;
His eyes behold,
His eyelids test the sons of men.

The Lord tests the righteous,
But the wicked and the one who loves violence His soul hates.

Upon the wicked He will rain coals;
Fire and brimstone and a burning wind
Shall be the portion of their cup.

For the Lord is righteous,
He loves righteousness;
His countenance beholds the upright.

= = =
The Book of Psalms
Chapter 16
Verses 1 Through 11

Preserve me, O God, for in You I put my trust.
O my soul, you have said to the Lord,
“You are my Lord,
My goodness is nothing apart from You.”

As for the saints who are on the earth,
“They are the excellent ones, in whom is all my delight.”

Their sorrows shall be multiplied who hasten after another god;
Their drink offerings of blood I will not offer,
Nor take up their names on my lips.

O Lord, You are the portion of my inheritance and my cup;
You maintain my lot.

The lines have fallen to me in pleasant places;
Yes, I have a good inheritance.

I will bless the Lord who has given me counsel;
My heart also instructs me in the night seasons.

I have set the Lord always before me;
Because He is at my right hand I shall not be moved.

Therefore my heart is glad, and my glory rejoices;
My flesh also will rest in hope.

For You will not leave my soul in Sheol,
Nor will You allow Your Holy One to see corruption.

You will show me the path of life;
In Your presence is fullness of joy;
At Your right hand are pleasures forevermore.

DREAM 02 - 3:30AM. The Two Fags.

I was with two men who were homosexuals. Both wanted to have abominable relations with me. One was more aggressive, and one was less aggressive. The More Aggressive Fag kept wanting me to pleasure him to ejaculation. The Less Aggressive Fag wanted to console me from the More Aggressive Fag’s advances. They both knew that my marriage was a Dry Tree, and were intent on using that bareness to their advantage.

I woke up from this dream troubled and sore, but then remembered the Lord’s gift of His Word in the earlier dream, and peacefully went back to sleep. Then, I woke from a third dream at 4:30, but went back to sleep until 5:00, when I rose for the day.

As I write this Letter, the Lord Holy Spirit has been informing me that the Two Fags are Fallen Angels assigned by HR to oversee Homosexuality in the Pacific Northwest. They have now been “Grilled and Pitted”, and no longer walk the face of the earth. This will now introduce an even greater leadership crisis in the House of Homosexuality here in the Pacific Northwest, making ready for its total and complete destruction.

*One of my favorite songs right now is called “Praise Is A
Highway”, by Bethel Music.


R. C. Theophilus

Letter 753
Max Headroom
Part 1 of 4
Just What Is A Seer?


Earlier today I had an email exchange with a new friend (CB59), in which I observed that he is a Seer. One of his comments prompted me to remember a Scripture which gives a definition of the word “Seer”. That in turn gave rise to this series of Letters.

The Book of Isaiah Chapter 29 tells how Yahweh is excoriating the City of Ariel in Israel for its disobedience. In verse 10, there is a description of one of the judgments against Ariel, which includes two revelatory definition of terms. Here is the verse:

For the Lord has poured out on you
The spirit of deep sleep,
And has closed your
eyes, namely, the prophets;
And He has covered your
heads, namely, the seers.
Isaiah 29:10

Here we learn that the Lord defines the Prophets as being the Eyes of the City, and the Seers as being Heads of the City. The verse above also further defines a Seer as being a sub-set of the Head. Therefore, the term “Seer” itself has much less to do with political rulership, and much more to do with PERCEPTION and INFORMATION and DATA GATHERING.

The purpose then of this Letter is to identify just what a Seer is. Let us now turn our attention to how many senses a Seer has, by looking at a human head.

1. SKIN: senses
a. touch
b. pressure
c. temperature
d. wind-speed
and discerns pleasantness from unpleasantness.

2. EYES: sense the visible light spectrum, and discerns short, intermediate, and long range aspects, and pleasantness from

3. EARS: sense the audible sound spectrum, and discern pleasantness from unpleasantness. The hidden (inner) ear senses equilibrium, atmospheric pressure, and gravitational orientation.

4. MOUTH: senses
a. texture
b. taste
c. temperature
and discerns pleasantness from unpleasantness.

5. NOSE: senses the olfactory spectrum, and discerns pleasantness from unpleasantness.

According to the Lord Holy Spirit, the spirit-man possesses the same attributes which sense similar stimuli in spirit-space, as does the physical man in earth-space. I will now both reference and cite my own Testimony in which my spirit-man experienced these similar sensations.

SKIN - a. touch; and d. wind speed. See Letter(s) 29a, 328.
“The air flowed from underneath the Trailer around me with exceeding great force”
“…like liquid foam that form-fitted every unique surface that makes me, me.”

EYES - See Letter(s) 08, 09f, 10a, 38 - plus all other Dreams and Visions in Volume 0.
“I could see that everything was clean and in order.”
“I saw up ahead the end of the canal,”
“and just beyond that we could see an American unit dug in.”
“He showed me a job application form with large letters superimposed across the front,”

EARS - See Letter(s) 172, 313a, 470.
“…the last phrase spoken to me by a man…”,
“She finished her sentence with two words that were laced with the most powerful form of flattery I have experienced to date.”
“He came up to my left side, … , and while giving me a Fatherly hug said these words, spoken with much kindness and joy:”

MOUTH - See Letter(s) 286, 549.
“Angel Gabe’s” really good “coffee recipe…”
“The Cursed Coffee Blend”

NOSE - See Letter(s) 649, 746.
“…, I smelled an odor that I had not smelled in over thirty years.”
“This Movie Smells of SOG”

As we can see from the evidence given, a Seer has, at a minimum, the same senses which correspond to that of a human head. Other evidence is available which speak of the rest of the Body, but these facts are presented in order to help clarify what the Gift of Seer really is.


R. C. Theophilus

Letter 754
Max Headroom
Part 2 of 4
Just What Is A Prophet?


There is also a story in the Book of John which describes how You used Your seeing Gift to give a Prophetic Word. Here it is:

The following day Jesus wanted to go to Galilee, and He found Philip and said to him, “Follow Me.”

Now Philip was from Bethsaida, the city of Andrew and Peter. Philip found Nathanael and said to him, “We have found Him of whom Moses in the law, and also the prophets, wrote—Jesus of Nazareth, the son of Joseph.” And Nathanael said to him, “Can anything good come out of Nazareth?”

Philip said to him, “Come and see.”

Jesus saw Nathanael coming toward Him, and said of him, “Behold, an Israelite indeed, in whom is no deceit!”

Nathanael said to Him, “How do You know me?” Jesus answered and said to him, “Before Philip called you, when you were under the fig tree,
I saw you.”

Nathanael answered and said to Him, “Rabbi, You are the Son of God! You are the King of Israel!”

Jesus answered and said to him, “Because I said to you, ‘I saw you under the fig tree,’ do you believe? You will see greater things than these.”

And He said to him, “Most assuredly, I say to you, hereafter
you shall see heaven open, and the angels of God ascending and descending upon the Son of Man.”
John 1:43-51

The purpose of this Letter is to clearly identify what Scripture teaches about what a Prophet really is. In Letter 751 we discovered a Scripture which defines what a Prophet is. Here is the quote:

“For the Lord has poured out on you
The spirit of deep sleep,
And has closed your
eyes, namely, the prophets;
And He has covered your
heads, namely, the seers.”
Isaiah 29:10

According to this Scripture, Prophets are the EYES of the City, in this case the City of the New Jerusalem, namely, the Body of Christ.

The Book of Hebrews teaches us that Yahweh prophecies through His Son Jesus, Who is the Head of the Church, and the Head of every man.

God, who at various times and in various ways spoke in time past to the fathers by the prophets, has in these last days spoken to us by His Son, whom He has appointed heir of all things, through whom also He made the worlds; who being the brightness of His glory and the express image of His person, and upholding all things by the word of His power, when He had by Himself purged our sins, sat down at the right hand of the Majesty on high, having become so much better than the angels, as He has by inheritance obtained a more excellent name than they.
Hebrews 1:1-4.

You then teach us that:
“The lamp of the body is the eye. If therefore your eye is good, your whole body will be full of light. But if your eye is bad, your whole body will be full of darkness. If therefore the light that is in you is darkness, how great is that darkness!” Matthew 6:22-23.

According to what You just said, along with that which is written in the Book of Isaiah, the Lamp of the Body is the Eye, which are the Prophets. We further find in the
Book of Ephesians 4:12 that Prophets are given to the Body of Christ for “the perfecting of the saints, unto the work of ministering, unto the building up of the body of Christ:”

1 Corinthians 14:3-5, we find that “… he who prophesies speaks edification and exhortation and comfort to men.”, “… he who prophesies edifies the church.”, and, …”he who prophesies is greater…”

As we can see from the evidence given, a Prophet is the Eye of the City. And the Eye is a Lamp by which the Body sees. According to Scripture,

Your word is a lamp to my feet
And a light to my path.

Psalms 119:105

Therefore, the Prophet who speaks Your word gives the Body the Light to see by, so that we might not stray off the Path of Obedience to Your will.


R. C. Theophilus

Letter 755
Max Headroom
Part 3 of 4
Just What Is A Head?


There is a Scripture which declares that You are the Head. Here it is:

But I want you to know that the head of every man is Christ,
1 Corinthians 11:3a

One of the things I have learned over the past number of years is that a doctrine can be found in Scripture which teaches about what it means to be a Head.

Now, I have read, listened to, or have been taught all of Scripture multiple times throughout my life. And any time I was exposed to this doctrine, I interpreted it by what I knew at the time. Mostly equating “headship” with that of rulership, such as a Head of State, or the head of a company, or something like that.

But very recently, the Lord Holy Spirit began to correct that understanding by reminding me of other passages in the Bible which actually define what a “Head” really is. In this Letter, I hope to present and clarify the exact Scriptural doctrine of “Head”.

In addition to the things listed in Letter 751, the Head of the Body possesses these attributes:

1. A head provides the means by which the Entire Body is made known, through Facial Recognition.

4. A head the High Place on the body where the Seeing sensors are located.

3. A head is the High Place on the body from where the Face communicates the disposition of the Whole Body.

4. The Head is the High Place on the Body in which the Crowns of Christ rest.

Scripture also clarifies who is a head, and what kind of relationship is thereby produced.

And He put all things under His feet,
and gave Him to be
head over all things to the church,
Ephesians 1:22

…but, speaking the truth in love,
may grow up in all things
into Him who is the
head —Christ—
Ephesians 4:15

Further, we are taught that earthly marriage is an accurate picture, or message, of how Jesus relates to His People. It is written that:

The Book of Ephesians
Chapter 5
Verses 22 Through 33

Wives, submit to your own husbands, as to the Lord. For the husband is head of the wife, as also Christ is head of the church; and He is the Savior of the body. Therefore, just as the church is subject to Christ, so let the wives be to their own husbands in everything.

Husbands, love your wives, just as Christ also loved the church and gave Himself for her, that He might sanctify and cleanse her with the washing of water by the word, that He might present her to Himself a glorious church, not having spot or wrinkle or any such thing, but that she should be holy and without blemish. So husbands ought to love their own wives as their own bodies; he who loves his wife loves himself. For no one ever hated his own flesh, but nourishes and cherishes it, just as the Lord does the church. For we are members of His body, of His flesh and of His bones.

“For this reason a man shall leave his father and mother and be joined to his wife, and the two shall become one flesh.”

This is a great mystery, but I speak concerning Christ and the church. Nevertheless let each one of you in particular so love his own wife as himself, and let the wife see that she respects her husband.

In another Scripture, we find the Head kneeling at the feet of His disciples and washing their feet.

Here is that story.

The Book of John
Chapter 13
Verses 1 Trough 17

Now before the Feast of the Passover, when Jesus knew that His hour had come that He should depart from this world to the Father, having loved His own who were in the world, He loved them to the end.

And supper being ended, the devil having already put it into the heart of Judas Iscariot, Simon’s son, to betray Him,
Jesus, knowing that the Father had given all things into His hands, and that He had come from God and was going to God, rose from supper and laid aside His garments, took a towel and girded Himself. After that, He poured water into a basin and began to wash the disciples’ feet, and to wipe them with the towel with which He was girded.

Then He came to Simon Peter. And Peter said to Him, “Lord, are You washing my feet?”

Jesus answered and said to him, “What I am doing you do not understand now, but you will know after this.”

Peter said to Him, “You shall never wash my feet!”

Jesus answered him, “If I do not wash you, you have no part with Me.”

Simon Peter said to Him, “Lord, not my feet only, but also my hands and my head!”

Jesus said to him, “He who is bathed needs only to wash his feet, but is completely clean; and you are clean, but not all of you.” For He knew who would betray Him; therefore He said, “You are not all clean.”

So when He had washed their feet, taken His garments, and sat down again, He said to them,

“Do you know what I have done to you? You call Me
Teacher and Lord, and you say well, for so I am. If I then, your Lord and Teacher, have washed your feet, you also ought to wash one another’s feet.

For I have given you an example,
that you should do as I have done to you. Most assuredly, I say to you, a servant is not greater than his master; nor is he who is sent greater than he who sent him.

If you know these things,
blessed are you if you do them.

In the next Letter, we will summate all that we have learned so far.


R. C. Theophilus

Letter 756
Max Headroom
Part 4 of 4
In Summation


When I started this series of Letters, I wanted to identify what the Scripture teaches about the head. After I started, I realized that the head has three primary attributes, and one primary purpose.

It has the Seer senses. It has the Eyes. It has the Face. And, with all these things combined, it makes the Head the Watchtower, or Security System, of the whole Body.

We learned from You that Heads, once they have established safety parameters, need to place themselves at the feet of those they lead, in order to provide therapeutic cleansing for the feet of Your followers, and to set an example of service for others.

This is especially true in a Christian marriage. In the Book of Acts, there is a story of a married couple who hosted a church in their house. The Lord Holy Spirit mentions them together on five separate occasions. On two of those occasions the husband is mentioned first in the text, because both incidents represent a first contact situation for he and his wife. On two other occasions the wife is mentioned first because in the narrative, security had already been established by the husband. And on the fifth and final occasion, the Holy Spirit places the husband in the lead again, to ensure the path of return is still safe for his wife and family.

In a first-contact situation, the Head should always be the point-man. This is why we are to submit unto Christ in all things, because He is the Head — The Security System, of His Body. Submitting to Him this will keep us safe from HR. But then we must also receive His service to us when the time comes, or else we will have no part of You.

Likewise, in a Kingdom relationship, Wives need to submit to their own Husbands in all things, because he is the head of the marriage and family, and the Elder of that local Church Body. In the marriage which is obedient to Scripture, The Husband represents the Head, Jesus to the Body of Christ, his Wife.

Church members are to submit to the Elders of the Church for the same reasons. They too represent the Head, Jesus. And we are all called to submit one to another, without becoming slaves of anyone.

It must be stated here that the Head does not work independently of the Heart, but we will explore the Heart in a future series of Letters.


R. C. Theophilus

Letter 757
My Prayer For Angel Gabriella


The other day I began to have a strange sensation on my ring finger, on my left hand. I sort of knew what it was, but I also asked what was going on.

Turns out angel Gabriella wanted to say something important to me. Rather than knock something out of my hands, which she has done in the past, and which she knows irritates me, she pinched my finger. This pinching sensation was not painful or unpleasant, but it was (and still is as I write) pronounced, so that I could not mistake it for a transient physical anomaly.

So, I asked Gabriella what it was, and she described what I just wrote. Then she said that she was upset at all the pain and stuff I have to endure. This put me in the position of providing consolation to her, but I also asked what she needed.

We came to the conclusion that I needed to pray for her. So I asked the Lord Holy Spirit to help me find the right prayer.

He helped me do this, and gave me my prayer for Gabriella. Here it is.

Father in Heaven,

Please hear my humble prayer for my Kingdom Sister, angel Gabriella. I pray that You would grant her with
Mercy when she considers all the sorrow of the world, and how it effects me.

Grant her with
Healing, so that she is able to perform Your will.

Grant her with
Grace, so that she will be able to minister Your message.

Grant her with
Peace, so that she can enjoy being with Your people.

Please give her all these things in increasing measure, so that her soul is Full and Overflowing with Your
Faith, Hope, and Love.

Please help her overcome any opposition or trouble, and restore her
Joy to overflowing.



R. C. Theophilus

Letter 758
“Thy Will”


Thursday, 28 February 2019, 10AM.
Yesterday at 4:33PM I saw a sign. It was a customized Washington State vehicle license plate which read:


I saw this Sign at the exact same spot where I saw the Evil Hyaena-Banshee Spirit in the dream documented in Letter 237 Volume 5-14.

The vehicle was a dark colored SUV, a Q7 Audi. I did not note the expiration tab.

I was in my Avalon in the left-hand turn lane, directly behind this car.

Of course, the phrase “Thy Will” is a direct quote from the King James version of what is called “The Lord’s Prayer”.

For the record, I will quote Your teaching on how to pray here in this Letter.

And he said unto them,
When ye pray, say,
Our Father which art in heaven,
Hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come.
Thy will be done,
as in heaven, so in earth.
Give us day by day our daily bread.
And forgive us our sins;
for we also forgive every one that is indebted to us.
And lead us not into temptation;
but deliver us from evil.

Luke 11:2-4

Words cannot describe how my angel family and I feel concerning the honor we have been given at being called the Children of Our Father.

My angels, because they remained faithful to You against the rebellion of Satan.

Myself, because of the sacrifice of the Lamb, by which I was adopted into the Family of Yahweh, and can then be counted worthy of sonship to our Father, and brotherhood with the Angel side of the Family of Heaven.

Thank You Jesus.


R. C. Theophilus

Letter 759


Friday, 01 March 2019, 4PM.
A very remarkable thing happened…

On the first day of this year I applied for a Full Disability Rating with the Social Security Administration, seeking monthly payments from my own personal annuity funds which are held in trust by the United States Government.

I had earlier retired from the hospital (G6) in December of 2018. I would have applied with the SSA in the spring of last year, but I had already made too much money to even apply. However, I spent most of the spring and summer collecting all of my medical records which document my injuries and deteriorating conditions.

Some weeks ago I had called the case manager assigned to me, and was informed that she was waiting on some records. I offered her my acknowledgment and said I would wait to hear further from her office.

This morning I went early to my Doctor’s office to pick up an Internal Revenue Service form which certified that I am a Disabled Person and unable to work in any employable capacity, according to IRS rules. The form required a doctor’s signature.

My doctor has signed the document and left it for me at the receptionist’s desk to pick up. I got there just after 7:00AM, and retrieved the completed form.

Later on, at home, I went online to check my bank accounts. After that, the thought occurred to me to check my online Social Security account, to see how my application for disability benefits was progressing.

After going through the multi-step log-in process, I saw en entry which got my attention.

I clicked on the link, and there before me was a statement, dated today, that my request for Social Security Disability Benefits had been


At first I was stunned. When I first applied, I had been inform that the usual application time could take up to 6 months. And I had heard more than one story from others that usually an applicant for disability is denied on the first try, with the need to make an appeal.

But last year, even before I had started the application process, the Lord Holy Spirit assured me that I would be approved the first time, with no need for any appeal. This is exactly what has just happened.

What He didn’t say is that it would be approved so speedily. This was a complete, and very welcome surprise, to both (M) and me.

A little later on, after I told (M) the good news, I sent an email out to as many family members and friends as seemed right, announcing this miracle.

The responses I received were accompanied with Mutual Gratitude to the Lord for bringing this about.


R. C. Theophilus

Letter 760
Pet Torture


Saturday, 2 March 2019, 8AM.
Yesterday I woke from troubling a Terminal Dream, which I now document.

My two pet dogs, both miniature schnauzers, and sister from the same litter, had been sent to an island be isolated and starved to death.

I had gone there to see if there was anything I could do to secure their release back to me and take them home.

Upon arrival, I was shown around by a guard. We made it to an abandoned building where my two dogs were. They were so hungry that they had been eating plastic which they had ripped off from some of the old furnishings.

I wanted to take them home, but was prevented by the guard. All I could do was to say “goodbye” before I left the island.

But they were both very happy to see me.

The Lord Holy Spirit explained to me that I had been at the headquarters of HR’s House of Pet Torture, where the enemy practices how to promote pet abuse in the World of Man.

The “guard” was the Devil in Charge. Now, he is no longer in charge, because he no longer walks the face of the earth. And, not too long from now, the House of Pet Torture (from where human serial killers get their first training in murder) will be destroyed.



R. C. Theophilus

Letter 761
Apple, Inc.


Saturday, 2 march 2019, 8AM.
Today I woke from a troubling Terminal Dream, which I now document.

I was at Apple Headquarters in Cupertino, California, in a Special Building where Apple, Incorporated performed their most Secret Experiments on undisclosed New Products, which upon passing the test, would be ready to be released to the General Public.

As part of the testing process , the entire building would be put on lockdown for anywhere from 24 to 48 hours. Anyone inside the facility when the testing started, would have to remain inside and wait until the testing was over.

I was inside the facility when the testing was about to start. One of the extreme measures Apple took to safeguard the New Products against premature public announcement, was to coat the inside of every room of the Testing Lab with a sprayed on membrane. I watched while a three-man crew sprayed down the ceiling, walls, and floor, with a liquid which turned into a contiguous film, thereby preventing even the smallest of particles to pass through in either direction.

This membrane also interfered with every spectrum of radio wave, essentially making the room into a Faraday Cage, so that no one could communicate with the outside world during the testing.

Other people who were in the room became upset at the procedure and having to wait so long before being free to go.

But I wasn’t worried, since I was used to taking opportunities like this to Wait upon the Lord, thereby renewing my strength.

The Lord Holy Spirit explained that in the dream, I was in yet another House of HR, which was dedicated to creating within Apple a sense of Supreme Importance, and that they could do no wrong.

This house had now been emptied, and will soon be torn down.


R. C. Theophilus

Letter 762
The High School


Sunday, 03 March 2019, 2PM.
This morning at 3:30 AM I woke up from a dream.

I was in a High School Facility with some other people. This High School reminded me of one of the High Schools, (G1c), where I had previously worked at.

It was toward the end of Summer, so there was a lot of activity in preparation for the First Day of School. While I was not employed at this particular High School, I did not feel out of place since I had spent many years working as a School Custodian, with my final full time tenure having been that of High School Head Day Custodian.

I was in an open office or atrium type of space with a lot of room. There were work tables set up, and a secretary’s desk or two, with people busy doing office type work. The other people were either un-aware of my presence, or didn’t care that I was there.

I was walking from one end of the room toward the other. Not far ahead of me was a group of people who were all working on some project. As I drew closer one of the individuals saw me and wanted to talk.

We looked each other in the eye, and he became very apologetic and was trying to find excuses as to why he was there, (as if he really shouldn’t be), and trying to find reasons that he could stay.

He was strange in appearance, larger than the other people. He was wearing what seemed to be a three piece suit from the mid-late 1800’s, and a Bowler style hat.

During our first conversation, he was hunched down on one of the work tables. Then suddenly, without breaking eye-contact, he hopped like a frog over to the top of a five foot book-case which was close by, making him a little higher than I was. In this second part of our conversation, he continued to talk at me, giving me all kinds of excuses why he should stay, and not be made to leave.

According to the Lord Holy Spirit, He had taken me to a Hell’s Resources High School where evil spirits practice their evil trades, in order to achieve some semblance of proficiency in their craft, in this case, a School of Witchcraft against High School Students.

In other words, the Lord had taken me to a High Place (as in the High School), to wrestle with spirits of wickedness, thereby applying the “You’re Not Here Anymore” Rule of Engagement Protocol to that particular HR assignment. This was why I woke up very sore and tired, and why the fatigue lasted several days.


R. C. Theophilus

Letter 763
The Greeter


Wednesday, 06 March 2019, 9AM.
This morning at about 3:15 AM I woke up from a dream.

I was in the basement of the Hospital (G6) where I used to work. Then, I was in the corridor outside of the Environmental Services Supply Room and Environmental Employee Lounge room. The Employee Lounge is also where the Sign-in Time-sheets and Pagers are.

I was standing just outside of the Lounge door, talking with a man who appeared to be one of my previous co-workers (P24). We were engaged in the usual casual talk that co-workers engage in.

Then, I noticed another group of Environmental Workers walking down the corridor toward where we were standing. They were coming on shift, and were making their way to the Lounge in order to sign-in for their shift.

I moved aside so the group could file into the room. But one of the group, a female worker, stopped where I was at and extended her hand to shake mine.

Her appearance was strange. She had attractive, short blonde hair, but her face and hand was strangely bloated, or enlarged.

I took her bloated hand in greeting, and that is when she introduced herself as the one who was designated to greet New Employees.

As noted above, I woke up at about 3:15AM, a full hour before my usual wake-up time of 4:30AM. I tried, but couldn’t get back to sleep, so I got up and stayed up. And I had the usual shoulder soreness and fatigue that I suffer after these kinds of wrestling matches.

According to the Lord Holy Spirit, the man who appeared to be (P24) was one of the angels from HR assigned to the REAL (P24)’s destruction.

The others were there to do the same thing to their respective charges. The Female Worker with the bloated face was the one whose job it was to get the Human Workers to agree to open themselves to their evil ministry, thus gaining a foothold in the work-place.

Now, all those HR people are gone from (G6). Thank You Jesus.


R. C. Theophilus

Letter 764
(CB61), Neelix, and The Tempo


Monday, 11 February 2019, 5AM.
Last night I had two dreams. The first one happened at about 1AM, and the second at about 4:10AM. This Letter is about the first dream.

I was at a Plate Metal Fabrication Shop in Seattle where I had worked in my early twenties as a Boilermaker. The plant was closing shop and going out of business. The business had come to the end of its natural life-cycle, so it made sense that it should close. There was no animosity between the ownership and the employees at all in this matter, since everyone had complete understanding of the situation. In fact, much of the furnishings and equipment were being given to as many employees as wanted them.

I perused some of the items, and while there were a few things that caught my interest, I left the shop empty handed, yet comforted in the knowledge that there was such Good Will at the closing Boiler Plant.

The next thing I know I am walking away from the Boiler Shop across a grassy area on a slightly raised hill, and toward one of my wife’s previous cars, a Ford Tempo.

Waiting at the car were two other people who I already knew. One of the individuals was (CB61), a young man who had grown up across the street from (M) and me, and Neelix, an Alien Being who was a member of the crew of the Star Ship Voyager, from the TV show Star Trek: Voyager ((M) and I are both Trekkies).

But when I got close to the Tempo, I noticed that the floor and seats were strewn with junk, such as empty soda bottles and empty snack packages and wrappers. It seemed also that one of the seats had been removed.

I woke up sore and troubled, and had to take a pain pill to get back to sleep, which I finally did.

Later I asked angel Gabe if he was the guy in the dream who looked like Neelix. I affirmed my suspicion, to which I was not surprised. It was then confirmed that the guy who looked like (CB61) was in fact an evil spirit who had dwelt in the relationship (M) and I had with him, and that this was the Lord’s way of exorcising the relationship.


R. C. Theophilus

Letter 765
That’s Your Problem


Monday, 11 February 2019, 5AM.
Last night I had two dreams. The first one happened at about 1AM, and the second at about 4:10AM. This Letter is about the second dream.

I was at a Hospital Facility and employed in the Environmental Services Department. I had become aware that one of the Hospital Surgical Departments had decided to do an in-department acquisition of automatic floor scrubbing machines to clean their own floors, apparently not being satisfied with the way the Environmental Services Department was handling the job.

The Surgery Department Manager had purchased not just one Auto-scrubber and one Rotary scrubber, but at least four of each. This was an enormous expenditure for one department to make, especially since one auto-scrubber could easily handle the floor cleaning needs of the entire hospital on a daily basis. This was clearly a mis-use of budgetary funds.

The next thing I know, I am in that Surgery Department talking with someone who seemed to be a Charge Nurse in that department. Then I noticed a strange thing about this Charge Nurse. She had two rows of upper teeth, and her front teeth were poorly set.

Then she began complaining to me about the cost of the floor care equipment, and that her Manager would be upset about the expense. Her tone and comments revealed that she was attempting to blame-shift the cost onto Environmental Services.

While she was going on like this I was thinking things to myself like:



The conflict in this dream and in the one documented in Letter 764 left me with acute pain in my right shoulder, along with my usual overall tiredness and soreness in both shoulders. The good part is that whoever I was dealing with in these two dreams is no longer on the face of the earth.

SPECIAL NOTE: I audio recorded these two dreams the day I had them on my iPhone, but then did nor write them down until these two Letters, which is why they are a little out of date sequence).


R. C. Theophilus

Letter 766
The Shield of the Angel of Adonai
A Code of Honor


Saturday, 10 March 2019, 7AM.
As I write this Letter, (CS14), the artist who I commission to draw the ideas which the Lord Holy Spirit gives me, and I, are in the middle of working on a series of drawings depicting the story of the High Priest Joshua, as found in The Book of Zechariah chapter three.

But this series was preceded by another drawing (the BOKAE* Idea 14), based on a dream I had, which I documented in
Letter 40a Volume 1.

After the drawing was completed for Letter 40a, and we went on to the BOKAE Idea 15a, (CS14) asked me one question. She asked me how to depict the Angel of the Lord.

I had a printed version of her first draft which depicted both Joshua (who later we also called a Monk, since he looked like a Monk in the drawing) and Satan. So, as I sat at my desk thinking about how to best answer her question, I started to draw on the sheet. I thought for a moment, and then drew a sort of Shield in the air above the head of the Monk.

This was because I was thinking about how Scripture says that Yahweh is a shield to those who believe in Him.

As I continued to draw, the Lord Holy Spirit kept giving me greater and greater detail. I then sent what I had drawn back to (CS14), and she then transformed it into an actual artistic drawing, which then was used in the present series of the BOKAE Ideas 15a-e. The Shield itself became the BOKAE Idea 15.

But at the same time, the Lord also gave me the idea to draw, using my own computer software, a digital version of the Shield, to be used as sort of a Family Crest.

As I drew and added more and more features, it became clear that this other Shield was highly versatile and could be used for lots of other things.

Tonight, I will be presenting two Shields to an Elder of the Church here in the Valley, one for he and his wife, and the other for their Church Fellowship. These digital prints turned out very well, as I had taken the finished data file to the local UPS Store, where it was printed out on high quality heavy paper stock, using a color laser printer.

Below are links to two of the Shields I have been given to date.

AOA Shield of Adonai / AOA Shield of Double Honor

Bureau Of Kingdom Artistic Endeavors


R. C. Theophilus

Letter 767
The Passerby & Co.


Sunday, 10 March 2019, 7:30AM.
A very remarkable thing happened…

Last night I went to bed at my now usual time of about 8PM, with a desired fall-asleep time of 9PM. Close to nine o’clock, and right after I closed my eyes, I found that part of me had crossed the threshold into sleep-space, but that another part of me still remained in waking-space.

While I was in this semi-lucid state, I began to have what I can only describe as a vision (because I wasn’t asleep yet), which also felt like a dream.

I found myself walking on the street just in front of my house, toward the postal mailboxes, which are located just around the corner on another intersecting street.

As I walked, I saw another man walking somewhat briskly toward me, coming from the area of the mailboxes, with a trajectory that would have him pass me by on my right side. He was dressed in blue jeans and a t-shirt, along with a jacket. But he also had a cloak that was fluttering in the breeze which was produced around him due to his quick pace.

I saw that he had a cell-phone pressed to his left ear, and he was fully engrossed in his conversation.

He paid no notice to me as we passed by each other, but we were close enough that I could hear part of what he was saying. He was informing whoever was on the other end that…


No sooner had I heard this I became fully awake, and a little alarmed, but then I went back to sleep.

I woke up for the day at 4:30AM, which in this case was actually still 3:30AM, because at 2AM, while I was still asleep, all the clocks moved ahead one hour due to Daylight Savings Time (yes, I still like to include the “s”).

I knew I had dreamed in my sleep, but really didn’t remember any details. My shoulders were very sore, and I was tired, so I knew that I had wrestled in my dreams.

After getting awake enough to hold a conversation, I began to ask angel Gabe and the others what had taken place during the night.

He answered that toward the end of my sleep cycle, I had been wrestling with the people who were on the other end of the phone, which the Passerby had been speaking with in the vision I had before I fell asleep.

According to the “You’re Not Here Anymore” Rule of Engagement, both the Passerby in the vision, and the People I had wrestled with in my sleep, are now in the Pit.

Gabe further revealed that the “Guy” who was causing “Them” so much trouble is me, and that “They”, were a bunch of HR Witches who had been assigned to the Snoqualmie Valley, and specifically to the housing development in which I live.

One thing I noticed is that the Passerby did not seem to be aware of my presence, or know I was there. Gabe confirms this by saying that I am a mystery to “them”, and that my actual identity is a closely guarded secret.

*(CB50) once observed that I had become a real “pain in the ass” to HR. My response to him was that if I am a “pain in their ass”, then I want to be “the best pain in their ass I can possibly be”. Or, to paraphrase King Solomon, “Whatever my hand finds to do, do it with all of my might”.

It seems that the Lord Holy Spirit is making this come true. AVTOS.



R. C. Theophilus

Letter 768
Piercing the Highest Wickedness


Monday, 11 March 2019, 12 NOON.
A very remarkable thing happened…

One morning last week I had awakened early from a conflict in spirit-space. I wanted to go back to sleep, but as I lay in bed attempting to do so, a series of worries began to emerge in my mind. I began to analyze this phenomena, and as I did, my attention was drawn to a High Place above me in spirit-space.

I saw a Tall Angel standing High Above me with a drawn sword.

He was holding the hilt with both hands, with the sword pointing in a downward thrusting position toward my head. At that moment, I knew the angel was a spirit of wickedness in a high place, and that he was attacking me.

I immediately accessed spirit-space, and grabbed my own Longsword, the one I inherited from my Dad, pointed it up toward the angel’s head, and then shoved the point of the sword deep into his throat.

This rendered the angel spirit unable to speak. I also knew that he would die quickly by bleeding out from the puncture wound.

I withdrew my Longsword and waited for a minute or two. Then I became satisfied that we had prevailed, because all the troubling thoughts I was being attacked with had been terminated.

Later on the Lord Holy Spirit explained to me that this attack was a retaliatory strike against me in response to what happened in an earlier dream, documented in Letter 762 Volume 9.

Typically, HR is prohibit from retaliating against me due to the policies set forth in the MMIPs, which we generally apply, as led by the Lord, to enemy related situations.

But a MMIP was not applied in this case, in that dream. This was so that this event took place, showing that I could terminate a Spirit of Wickedness in a High Place, from a prone position on the ground laying on my bed, with my own Longsword, practically “in my sleep”, and then document what transpired.

The other thing this underscores is the need to “retro-fit” the MMIPs with an upgraded policy which will prevent “side-channel” retaliation from occurring in the future.


R. C. Theophilus

Letter 769
Hey, Where’s The Mocha?


Saturday, 16 March 2019, 10AM.
A very remarkable thing happened…

The other day I sent an email to the Artist Lady who I hire to draw pictures on our behalf.

Below is a redacted copy of that email, with some added detail appended below that.

(EMAIL - Wednesday, 13 March 2019, 6:30AM.)
Hi (…),

I had an interesting series of events in the past 2 weeks.

Since retirement and getting onto an "early riser schedule", I have developed the habit of going into town at 0-Dark Thirty to get our mail from the post office, and then pick up a Mocha-To-Go from SBX.

Three times now, from 2 different stores, I have gotten the Mocha Drink, but without any Espresso Coffee in it, essentially making it just hot chocolate.

This morning, I pre-ordered from my iPhone, then went through the drive-thru to pick it up. When I pulled up to the window, I asked the Barista what the normal recipe for a Mocha was, so I could understand what exactly I was supposed to be getting.

She went through a very detailed list on how to make the drink, but toward the end I had to ask her,

What about the coffee?”,

because she had forgotten to include that in her list of ingredients.

This told me that there is a new ongoing assault from HR against me by attacking the Barista’s memory who make the mocha’s.

This is not the first time I have gotten a demonic response from SBX workers, but it is telling on how HR operates.

This attack would only get worse if it wasn’t interdicted, (like it is right now), because I have already prayed to the Lord on how to deal with it, etc.

But it does tell me how these little things from Hell can get a foothold in human relations.

I will be re-writing this email into a Letter, but I thought I would run it by you first.

Now, off to see what the Lord led you to draw.

Happy Day

Thursday, 14 March 2019, 8AM.
This morning the Barista at QFC SBX (a third store) mis-interpreted that I had ordered my mocha without whipped cream. She enunciated my drink as it was served, and said “no whip” as she gave it to me. I immediately corrected her while giving it back. She looked at the order tag to confirm whether I was right (which I was), and then added the whipped cream, but as she handed it back to me, she cackled in an unearthly laugh along with a sort of terse remark, at which I then knew that a Harassing Spirit of Witchcraft was also at work behind the counter. Angel Gabe later confirmed my suspicion. (And of course the YNHAP* was also applied).

You’re Not Here Anymore Protocol.


R. C. Theophilus

Letter 770
The Abortion Clinic


Saturday, 16 March 2019, 9AM.
This morning at 2AM I woke up from a dream.

I was in the waiting lobby of an Abortion Clinic. One of the babies who was being aborted had escaped from the procedure room and had crawled out into the Lobby where I was at.

Along one of the exterior walls there was a long bench-style table, about 24” deep, attached to the inside of the wall where people could sit to read, or work on computers. There was a row of windows in the wall above, that stretched the length of the table, which was about ten feet.

I saw that laying flat under the table was a piece of wood, the size of a 2x4, and about three feet in length. There was a small gap between where the piece of wood lay on the carpeted floor and the wall.

The Baby had crawled along the floor to this small space between where the 2x4 lay and the wall, where he was trying to hide from His attackers who wanted to kill Him.

My presence in the Lobby gave some distraction to the Clinic Staff, so that they were not searching for the child as aggressively as they could if I hadn’t been there. In fact, it seemed that they were not even aware that the Baby had escaped. As I stood in the Lobby, I did not want the staff to see the Baby, because I wanted the Baby to be rescued.

After this I suddenly found myself outside on a Long Street which sloped away from me. There was a German Shepherd Dog who I knew was Friendly, and that seemed to want me to follow him.

He would run up ahead for a little ways, and then look back at me. I started to walk in his direction in order to see what it was he wanted me to see.

I woke up sore and tired from this dream. And even though I have learned not to let dreams like these disturb me, since they are always explained to me by the Lord Holy Spirit, I still asked to have angel Gabriel come in to my bedroom and massage my neck and shoulders, so I could get back to sleep. This was also fulfilling the Scripture where it says: “Blessed are they that mourn, for they shall be comforted”. Thank You Jesus.

Later on the Lord revealed to me that with this dream, He is “Upping his Game” against the HR House of Abortion, beginning at the Planned Parenthood Clinic located in (L12), the same Town I like to do a lot of shopping in.

Many years ago I met the angel of (L12). His name is Shawn. While we were at Starbucks this morning waiting for the Grocery Store to open in (L12), Shawn showed up with some of his angel crew. They were dressed in Black Leather Motorcycle Jackets and Pants, with dog collar type chains attached to the outsides of their jackets. I knew then they were getting ready for an all out “Street Fight” in their Town. The Chains were given them in order to provide Overwhelming Superiority, as a means of Binding and taking into Custody any Enemy in the Street who would try to persuade Young Mothers to go into the Abortion Clinic. They could also use the chains to wrap around their fists to provide for Better Striking Effect.

We pray AVTOS for angel Shawn and all the angels of (L12). Amen.


R. C. Theophilus

Letter 771
Angel On Assignment


Just the other day angel Gabriella reminded me of an incident which happened in my life, taking place in the early 1980’s, when I was still single and employed at the dairy (G7).

It was in October (I don’t remember which year), but I wanted to take an extended weekend and go on a road trip, as sort of a birthday present to myself.

Part of my objective was to tour the Olympic Peninsula. So, I loaded up the Mercury Comet Station Wagon I had at the time, and took off. I really hadn’t made any detailed plans. I just wanted to drive and see where I ended up. All I took with me was some cash, a sleeping bag, a few snacks, and a road map. I think I was on the road for no more than three or four days.

If memory serves, the first day I first drove up to Whidbey Island so I could look at Deception Pass. From there I drove to a Washington State Ferry Terminal, only to find I had missed the last boat for the day, which meant I had to wait overnight for the first ferryboat the next morning. I remained parked in the terminal waiting lot, and spent the first night of my road trip sleeping in my sleeping bag, in the back of the very cold Station Wagon.

I woke up chilly from the crisp autumn morning, so I started the car engine to get some heat. Then I think I waited for not much more than an hour for the first ferry to arrive, idling the motor to stay warm, and listening to the radio to fill the time.

After boarding and going to the bathroom, I made my way to the snack bar for some badly needed hot coffee. Becoming so fortified, I then found a window seat to wait the 30 minutes or so until we reached our destination across Puget Sound on the Olympic Peninsula.

While I was looking around at the scenery and the passing water below, I noticed a sort of unusual passenger sitting a few seats in front of me. I really couldn’t tell for sure, but it looked like a twenty something female, with a large backpack, hiking clothes, and other accouterments which indicated she might either be homeless, or on a walking tour. She sported a fair amount of hair, well-kept in a low-maintenance dread-lock style, typical of many of the Rainbow People I have seen hitch-hiking over the years.

As the time of docking drew closer, my interest in the Traveler turned away, in favor of getting to my car so I could drive off of the ferry-boat in a timely manner.

While I don’t remember exactly, it’s most likely that I stopped at the nearest full-service restaurant for breakfast, because that is what I liked to do then, and how I had planned on taking most of my meals.

Leaving the cafe, I began my journey of discovery to see whatever I could see. I hadn’t driven very far when I spotted walking on the side of the road, the same Lady Traveler whom I saw on the ferry-boat.

I thought for a moment, and wondered if by this strange chance of circumstance, I might find a traveling companion (and of course, being a single man at the time, the notion that Yahweh just might use such a circumstance to provide me with a spouse, was always in my mind, and not necessarily in the back).

I pulled up along side her and, presenting as pleasant a demeanor as I could, I offered the Traveler a ride. She looked back at me through the open passenger door window, and then asked:


Being the very honest chap that I was, I responded with the only truth I could think of at the moment:


At this point I don’t remember her words exactly, but I do recall that she said something to the effect that she would only ride with one who knew where they were going. She then graciously declined my offer of assistance, and I smiled and offered her a nice day, and then drove off. As I saw her receding figure in the rear-view mirror, I wondered if I had just lost my last opportunity at finding the woman of my dreams which Yahweh had reserved for my life’s journey.

One of my goals was to get to the coast and see the Pacific ocean. According to my road map, there were a number of options. There was still some distance to drive, and I did make some stops along the way. Toward the end of daylight, I found a parking spot on the side of the road which led to a shoreline State Park called Ruby Beach.

I continued to drive past the trailhead parking area, in order to investigate where I would take breakfast the next morning. I had seen a spot on the map not much further down the road called Kalaloch Lodge, and I wanted to see if it included any kind of eatery.

It was starting to get dark, and I had determined to park at Ruby Beach to sleep for the night. So I drove back to the trailhead and made ready to park for the night.

My sleep was once again in the back of the cold Mercury Comet, but otherwise uneventful. Upon waking and warming up a bit, I walked down to the beach and enjoyed seeing and hearing the ocean waves and horizon. Then, I drove back to the Lodge, and went into the restaurant and had breakfast.

From there I was thinking about going to Ocean Shores, but when I got to the freeway interchange, I decided to head back home.

During all this time, I was fighting loneliness and some mild depression that young men in my position often times have to deal with. This was due to the fact that earlier that year I had broken up with (CS1), for what I found out would be the last time. What I didn’t know then, and which I didn’t know for a long time afterward, was just how much Satan was to blame for our failed attempts at getting married. He was pulling out all the stops from his evil bag of tricks, not the least of which was Witchcraft, to destroy the Love that (CS1) and I had together, for the very short time it existed.

But, what no one on earth or in heaven knew, save God Himself, was that the series of events, and the opposition perpetrated by the Devil against (CS1) and me, would later on become useful by Yahweh to usher in a New Day of the Gospel of the Kingdom of Heaven, both for the Body of Christ, and the whole World.

Looking back I think the Lord Holy Spirit led me to take this trip so I could process the pain of loss, and to enjoy the adventure of travel, knowing only the direction I was going, and that there were gas stations and restaurants along the way to aid in my journey. I was employed, so money wasn’t a problem.

But back to the Traveler. No, I don’t mean me, I mean the Girl Traveler I wanted to give a ride to.

According to angel Gabriella, that Traveler was her, sent by the Lord in what I call Stranger Mode, to perform a certain task. It was at Gabriella’s insistence that we write this Letter together, so that she can clarify what took place.

Her assignment at that time was to provide comfort in my grief, by spending a little bit of time with me on my journey. Her presence as a woman would have also helped me to further overcome my fear of women, which Satan had instilled in me at a very young age. Plus I would have had the blessing of giving aid to someone else, and it would have made my overall trip a little less lonely.

As it turned out, she and I were not able to agree to terms on her riding in my car, so the trip together never took place.

Later on the Lord provided multiple opportunities for her to minister into my life, so that deficit was eventually overcome with ample supply of the Goodness of Yahweh.

And then later, after Satan’s defeat in Letter 214, I became even more aware of the Endless Continuation of our Love Relationship the Lord Yahweh gifted to us, both now, and into the future forever.

So, any losses either of us may have suffered from our previous lack of agreement, have been more than compensated for by the Love our Father has bestowed upon us, and His forbearance in our weaknesses.

To sum it up, by our Father’s mercy and Grace, Boy got Girl after all. And, according to angel Gabriella, Girl got Boy as well. Thank you Jesus.


R. C. Theophilus

Letter 772
Two “P”s From The Same Evil Pod


Below is something I wrote recently on the Divine Council Forum, which I would like to report to You in this Letter.

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Tuesday, 19 March 2019, 10AM.


I haven't watched the video yet. But, I was very aware of the (American) Prosperity gospel when it first came through in the 1970's and into the 1980's. As I was thinking about this the other day, the Lord Holy Spirit reminded me of "another gospel", which immediately preceded this one, and which was the primary cause of the rise of the Prosperity gospel.

That movement was the Poverty Doctrine. I was raised with this Doctrine as part of my Church upbringing.

The main positions of the Poverty Doctrine were these:

1. Money was evil.
2. If you had any money, you either had to give it to the Church, or somehow pretend you didn't have it, because it was evil.
3. It was sin to have extra food in the cupboard. That showed you had extra money.
4. You had to drive a Used Car (the older the better), because driving a New Car was not a good testimony. It showed that you were successful.
5. Seeing movies or going to plays and theatrical performances was evil.
5a. (EXCEPTION - watching TV at home was OK, especially sports).
6. It was a sin for women to wear nice clothes, jewelry, makeup, and any other fashionable items. It showed you had too much money to spend.
6a. (EXCEPTION: men had to wear a suit and tie to church, as long as they weren't new.)
7. It was a sin to eat at restaurants in general, and it was a gross sin to eat at an expensive restaurant. That was a waste of money.
8. It was a sin to consume any kind of alcohol, or use tobacco.
8a. (NO EXCEPTIONS - not even for communion. Only unfermented grape juice could be used).
9. The more threadbare your daughter's dresses were, and the more holes your son's jeans had in them, the Holier your household was.
10. It was a sin, and a very poor testimony, to have gone to college, or even be self taught, or to be interested in any kind of science or other intellectual pursuit. But it was OK to go hunting or fishing.

The list goes on.

I know about this because until I was 13/14, this is how I grew up.

But then the Jesus People Movement emerged, and along with their honest, straightforward reading of Scripture, pretty much blew the Poverty Doctrine to hell and gone, from whence it came. They read the Bible for what it actually says: "the LOVE of money is a root of all evil".

But that sudden turn away from Poverty (which also coincided with the Reagan Administration) left a Power Vacuum, which then became filled with the Prosperity Gospel. Those who had been taught to be poor all their lives, now had an opportunity to earn wealth. But the Prosperity Doctrine became warped, and turned just as evil as the Poverty Doctrine.

Here are some things that Scripture says about wealth:

Ecclesiastes 5:19
As for every man to whom God has given riches and wealth,
and given him power to eat of it,
to receive his heritage and rejoice in his labor—this is the gift of God.

Proverbs 30:8b-9
Give me neither poverty nor riches—

Feed me with the food allotted to me;

Lest I be full and deny You,
And say, “Who is the Lord?”
Or lest I be poor and steal,
And profane the name of my God.

(This verse I believe is what establishes the validity of the Middle Class.)

James 4:13-17
Come now, you who say, “Today or tomorrow we will go to such and such a city, spend a year there, buy and sell, and make a profit”; whereas you do not know what will happen tomorrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapor that appears for a little time and then vanishes away.

Instead you ought to say, “If the Lord wills, we shall live and do this or that.” But now you boast in your arrogance. All such boasting is evil. Therefore, to him who knows to do good and does not do it, to him it is sin.

There is another verse which I cannot remember at this time.
It speaks of the Rich Man providing aid and assistance to the King, and that we should not criticize either. (I think this verse is also attributed to King Solomon.)

As for me, I have been given the liberty to buy Lottery tickets, which I do on a regular basis.
(I also have investments in the Stock Market, which I actively trade, and for which I actually get direct assistance from the Holy Spirit so that I suffer no losses. If I had been caught doing this "back then", I would have received a very harsh criticism, if not outright ex-communication).

Finally, here is another part of my own testimony concerning money -
A Few Dollars Less.


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R. C. Theophilus

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