What if the sea carried a box to you filled with goodness?

What if time is bought for and paid by God but held to us to keep the might of our army in the grave?

January 9-12, 2010-the well of shares is happening around us

Joel Akin

Habakkuk 3:11 The sun and moon stood still in their habitation: at the light of thine arrows they went, and at the shining of thy glittering spear.

The image above is very unusual for a number of reasons. It is taken today, January 12, and it is one image among many and all show a serene sun but then suddenly the arrows are flying by at a speed in multiple miles per second. The spear would be Venus passing by the sun in conjunction. I have studied this and it seems that there are other arrows shooting in the background and we are left with a question of distance, that if some are beyond the sun then we are speaking of traveling the entire width of the sun and on into the regions beyond

SOHO is only 1,500,00 Km from earth or just about a million miles away from earth. These images could be meteors passing by but if so why are they burning up if there is no atmosphere to burn them up?

They are not just a few but many and they are passing off into the deep distance of things that are within the region of the sun.

The next image shows that nothing is in the sky.

If we are dealing with arrows in a mighty war then the SOHO is showing only a tiny portion of the story in such a way that in only 10 minutes they are gone from the image thus negating comets as one of the reasons for these flaming arrows passing through the image in Lasco 2 SOHO

We have to study other things to find out what is happening to the world and why the images that I see as duplicates are being held to the earth and why the earth is duplicating not just around the poles but also beginning to move outside the lines which I would show at the end of this story.

If we go to the sea and put down a root in order to survive it is salt and salt is good for the body but only in small amounts.

In order to survive we have to trail a trail of tears and the tears are the price of the fish who comes into the story to steal out the loaf of bread that is our daily allowance.

God gives us our daily bread and yet if he could or would he would sow a cord in us to the end of the age and we would find that in our genes we would hold the story of history and that story would hold us back to the stock of a beginning and that beginning was the sore side of life and the sore side of a house in the seat of Wisdom in Heaven.

One day men will say that I carried a cord and the cord carried me. I held onto it until it hit into something I could not find a way into and that was a tree. It was the tree that came to be called the Sampo and it held up to all the slaught or slaughter men could and would use against it. They held it to the fire only this particular tree wouldn’t burn.

They held the tree to the light of Christ and Christ held it as the magic of a moment or the stirring of a gift of the Spirit of God. It was a captured sound or a dream or a thought that held you for a steady moment so you could see the dream and the dream held despite all the foundations that time with sin could throw against us.

We went into the sea and cried out for God day and night and we cried to the Lord for help of men. We said “God. Send me someone to encourage me only no one did.

People came and showed me how to fix the problem but no one prayed. No one sought God for me to the point they broke into the throne room of God to see what God thought on the issue. No one said “We truly believe you are doing what God would want” and that is with a possible exception based on other writings or things I might have said in part.

The fact is that if I say you failed it was because you were part of the scourge of life and you held onto that time with Christ as a child who could not and would not let go of it because they blocked it off with the antihope clause and moved you into war but war where you fought men who thought they were in Christ. You went after men and you went after them with such prejudice that you saw yourself as a detective guarding the man who was studying from the word of God yet you stood there ready to judge any thought that came into his head and in fact you judged every thought he had until you became a sea of darkness that was set to destroy all the dreams that person might have in life.

You came to be the price of darkness and you came to be the house of it in a scourge of death and a scourge on dreams and a scourge on the setting of life in the schools of time until you had an inflluence.

You carried men to your school and taught them what you saw and what you knew only you didn’t show them anything at all. You held them to a continuance of a scourge that held them to the sea below where they obtained salt and salt bit them and bit them until they began to cry out to God like the wife of Job and she stopped and said ‘It is enough” and she fell to the sea of a  pillar and from those pillars of strength you call yourself a man or a woman of the father of life or God.

In the light of men God sent a light and said “Listen” and some few tried in the beginning but something took them and shook them and said “He can’t be right” and they cut him off. They said he wasn’t important and thus men held to the truth but they held to it in the way that was traditional. Men fell to the sea and were lost and they held the sea up and held it up until the end of the firmament above was sure. After all, if we were so right then we were right to the point of showing God who was and wasn’t right. We bragged that we were ready to judge the angels only they dared not say a word in the defense of anyone including themselves.

If God could not repair the problem of sin and sin held to the sacrifice of a son then we as men were so arrogant about who we were that no one in all the world of life and time could possibly understand who God was let alone who he held up in prayer.

The world lost its soul and went deep into the grave and not one person on earth held up God as the light of the soul. We fell to the grave and we were held there by the lie of sin and by the time of men who said by the law that none of us was worth saving. We were lost and no one on earth seemed to care that no one on earth could really hear God and hear him with clarity to the point he spoke to them on a day by day by day by day by day basis.

I spent a lifetime searching for God and I spent a lifetime asking of men who prayed in Pentecostal circles and fasted and sought God ‘Why can’t you hear God speak?” and each person I spoke to knew what I meant, that we were people of a double standard. We said God spoke and yet in our private circles we mocked those who heard God in dreams and we mocked prophecy and we especially mocked those who sought God and walked away from our plans for them to the point of condemning them and casting them out of circles in our churches.

We had a double standard and it held us to the fountain of time. We held time as more important then God and we held salvation, which was given by God, as more essential then God and we dared to tell others “Here is Gods plan for you” when God had showed them what to do in their own life and walk and had shown them clearly to pray.

I held life and I held it up to men and I held it up to men of this world and they held me to the fire and said I was off. They said my fire was out and that I was cold and that I had no one in all the world I could tell what to do because I was a failure.

I had done one thing wrong and that was begin to hear God speak. I had begun to hear God speak on a daily basis and I had sought God for relief. I had sought God for an end and an end and an end and yet God held me up to him and carried me to the sea to wait until the rapture.

Yet I carried this story out to those who were of life in prayer including those who were trying to find information on the rapture and so far no one has said a word of insistence that I am on the right path. I have held the light up to people only to find they felt I was off and that I was wrong and that I had failed them in the walk with God.

Yet they did not seek God and did not pray as did I. For I put out a light into the sea of men and began to seek God first and put him first and tried to be the light that was second or third or fourth to others including God.

Yet God raised up a steer and called it bull and set me up to find a way of overcoming the mother who wept and the father who cried and the people who observed.

I was not innocent in this but I held first to prayer and held the horns of the bull and struggled with it knowing that I was putting family second or third to prayer.

I held onto the course of life and held to the horns of the altar and tried to find a way to live in life while stuck in a place called the grave or Mar.

It was the Mar of Mars and the call of dreams to the level of knowledge I excelled at and that was Fantasy and Science Fiction. I had spent a life dreaming and a life as an adult keeping track of my dreams. I had written them down and put them before God. I had held them up in the later years, more recently when I found God was willing to show me personally what the dreams meant.

God used my dreams to show me where I lacked knowledge and understanding. He used dreams to introduce me to people from stars and planets out there in the cosmos.

God used dreams to bring me to war and introduce me to the people of the future.

Yet it was the future where I sit and I sit in part as the bill of life for the story of men who may want a future. Of course it is the story of where I sit that I am in the woof of the warp of the wear of the worlds and I hold dreams to me with prayer to deal with beings who thieve them away.  They come in the night and suck on the dream and take it to the soul of the dead and carry it to the dead and carry it to the dead in hope one will accept it and produce for them a worm they can use to escape into the world of life above.

Isaiah 14:11 Thy pomp is brought down to the grave, and the noise of thy viols: the worm is spread under thee, and the worms cover thee.

I have prayed for a way to live here and sought God for help. I have prayed men would awake and tell them that God is real.

Yet if I tell them God is real they would awake and find that they are not in the grave but in a place like hell. They would see the worms and they would weep as have I for God showed me filled with worms beyond number of counting, only in dream after dream.

I have sought God and put him first. I have put God into the seasoning of my heart.

Yet who can raise up the house of hope? I did in prayer but it held only to me and God showed this to me because I had discovered a vast fortune only it was not what it seemed and I had held it as being without value especially in giving parts away or throwing away some of it to the garbage. All because I had held to the price of Jil and had not seen that she was the price of wisdom and wisdom was found in the smallest things on earth only not with eyes that we see with in light of men.

I held to prayer and I held to the light of Mar seeing it as the light of a city that had lost the heart of its people when they threw out something the world mocks as worthless. Grace. Only Grace was grass and it was grass which was meant to be carried to the oven and tested and that was the frugal man saying “It is good” only in our day we threw out Trans fats even though the meaning of the word means to carry across the fat and it meant that we were in the side of the lean and we needed the price of the fat only we were busy, even in the church, telling others another double standard.

We had arrived at our believe that fat was bad because it held us back in life and yet we didn’t know that God had built a system of transferring life to us on earth and it was based on the grass of life.

We as men held fat as the dung and we buried the knowledge of Trans fats and called it a lie. We threw out the truth of it and we held it to the fire as knowledge around the world and we said ‘Now we shall fix the heart’ and we held the heart up as lean to God and asked if this is what we were meant to do.

Yet in the news it is said that since we have changed over to lean and have moved out the transfer of fat into the stores that we have gained only in more worry over the things of life. Another study gives us a heart shocking study that gets little attention because people do not understand what is happening to us.

The University of California Berkeley has found that mans biological clock is degrading to such an extent that it can be recorded on a yearly basis. Our fertility is so bad that we are literally losing 0.7% of our ability to have children every year. If that increases due to our destruction of Trans fats from our environment we will then create a problem of infertility that will increase even more so that we will soon have a countdown to extinction of the human species.

Think of it this way. If our biological clock used to be 30, that is when the countdown of fertility versus non-fertility, then it changed so it is now affecting young men in their 20’s. At present a person of 25 may have a fertility ratio of 75% good versus 25% bad but if time goes on at the rate it is going in only ten years from now the average 25 year old will have a fertility rate of 68%. In 100 years from now the average 25 year old if this story continues as it is, based on the rate of 0.7%, or almost 1% a year, only those who have some form of Trans fats in the land will be fertile. The remainder of us, those of us who have children, will find that they are no longer able to produce a grandchild. In three generations from now much of the world could very well be extinct and this is, in my humble mind, the main reason why we are stuck in the negative or the side of the grave I call life without God.

More studies show that middle age is the start when we begin to feel faint and weak and this is meant to be closer to 50 rather then the present state of affairs which is 35 give or take a year.

If these studies are right then it would point out that we are doing more then worrying because men have worried for centuries and have not fallen down and felt so weak. The fact is that fat is the key to life and it is the key to success in life.

I, for one, am shown, and truly believe, that God is judging us in America and in the world of civilization by giving us weakness and weakness because of our removal of Trans fats and other fats from life. We are out to create food which is called lean and we are moving out safeguards put into food by God in order for us to lose weight and lose it to the point of being slim.

Being in shape is not a sin but the price on slimness is the price of a war and the war is the lean of men who want to destroy us who are dumb enough to sell off the fat and that is the price of words of war.

If the clouds above mean little it is an image of a bridge and the bridge is the downward sag. That is time but above is a boy or possibly a girl with a sheep carrying it across the bridge. The bridge isn’t safe but the child is carrying lambs so that the soul of them might become saved.

The person who writes out the story in the clouds is God. He writes them so that we might have life. He shows me much and it is much that this image is the first I’ve seen it and yet God lead me to cut it out and to show it to you to prove that God knows what he is doing.

The world is in the grave and the grave is the place of the lost. We ask ‘How can we speak and move and be alive if we are dead?’

The answer is “God held up the grave. He put the grave into the pit and let it swing back and forth to sow seeds to the deep. When the deep is sowed full of tares it will come up and swing you who refuse the truth down to the lower depths of the grave.”

For now the story of the grave is the story of a war and the war of duplication and splitting of the clouds is put there by men who are at war with God.

 We have a house of disintegration and it is a word from the Lord because you who believe in life will find it by preparing for the life of land appearing all over the globe in places it never was before.

We know that God held up the sea and held up life so that I might have a dream and the dream I have is to write to you who may read this.

However the price of reading is to write down all that I think of or see and like the image of Africa I saw it with a program called Earthdesk and it is the image they presently have on their main page, or at least as I tried to repeat it. I found it beautiful and I thought how wonderful the world is with the works of men on earth because it covers the land in light like stars against the darkness.

The world of Xeric Design is a word of the Lord sent to me by a company who sold it online. I followed it to a place of recording pretty much as often as possible the name of clouds by studying them from multiple angles. I have held up Earthdesk often because it is, when you think of it, an amazing program.

There are other lines of knowledge out there and each is given to us by God who puts us into a position of trust and insight. He gives me knowledge of what is happening in the world of the spirit and Spirit. I get both sides in a war unlike others because it is over the price of sin and this is a price I help to pay even if that utterly offends you who read this.

To enter into the story you have to know that God is going to hold me up so I can finish this.

It is the nature of news that I just heard Haiti, as of about 3:30 PM that I heard of the earthquake which was 7.0 or so though that will probably change in time as more information rolls in.

The earthquake is part of the story of a quake below the earth and that is a quake which is built on a quake below that and a quake below that and so on to the point of the exterior of the shell.

The exterior of the shell is the base of life and the firmament which is spoken of in Genesis.

A firmament below and a firmament above only it seems we are caught in outer space and that is shown by instruments of what appears to be deep and outer and cosmic space as shown by things like the Hubble Telescope.

However I point out that I hold to this as true but the fact is if you study the sky you can see huge gaps and these are places where there should be stars only there are not. These are gaps so huge that to put them into perspective they would be the equivalent of a billion stars missing and that is why the gaps are huge and far between the rest of the stars.

These gaps have something to do with the earthquake though none of  you can imagine it but the price on the firmament above is a shock and the shock is a war of a magnitude unlike others.

Job spoke of a time when he wished that God would hide him in the grave until the time of his life in trouble is passed and that God would keep him there in secret and God would then bring him out when trouble was over.

We assume Job wished he were dead but the reality is that we, men, are in earth which is the part which is grave and grave earth is the Mar or mar world.

We are in the grave and the grave story is so huge that it became digging out the grave of old lines of men in order to build a foundation. The foundation was to try and reach far into space in order to find a way of breaching the gap of the abyss.

The abyss was so huge it would take man a thousand years just to cross the first part of it and that is why the abyss was the perfect cover for sin and sin men to do their evil deeds.

The abyss is hit by time again and again in order to find out where we on earth are. We have been dragged into the war and the war is the one part of the story which every man understands who is in prayer. Yet what he doesn’t know is that he is held to the fact but not the face and the face is the story of the fence holding back his mouth from speaking. Just as in the image above.

The story of the abyss is there to prevent us who are of God from reaching the mic and the microphone is part of the story of the war I am in to reach a way of recontacting God after losing voice contact with him more then, or about, six years ago.

The story of this is war over the face of the earth. The earth is at war and we are at war over the face of time.

The time story is real and if by chance I cease communicating with you in these pages then I ask someone to pay for the cost of keeping this story ongoing by paying for this webpage each year until someone sees it and that is at present $70 but I suspect because of all I write it will go up to about $100 or so bucks a year for the basic price of being online.

Now I mentioned that the lines seem to be expanding outside of what I have seen as the norm.

I believe lines are expanding into the earth itself and part of the line is men who are making one final stand in our world because it holds to the story of God and God is the enemy they wish to destroy.

The firmament is the lock and the lock is connected to God and his house. The Haiti earthquake is connected via a series of locks and lochs, a duplicate system, to the house of God but also to a ship birthed in the imagination of time to be so big that it would be impossible to see and that is a ship called Belle.

Belle is part of an artificial line of help sent to us after Christ died and was resurrected. It was designed by God and kept hidden until the final battle but it is held hostage by men who are at war with God and they tried to break it free from the cord that was of heaven.

They almost succeeded and that is partly due to us refusing science and refusing knowledge as men especially in the area of 1400 to about 1500 AD when a war in space destroyed our true defense to heaven and broke earth off of the covenant of life.

This war is spoken of by me in multiple places because it was God in person who told me there had been a break only he wasn’t sure when it happened as it was kept under wraps by men in a way that will hold each of your houses and your households accountable because it was a line I had in me.

If that sounds insane then you don’t think and don’t pray and don’t believe. You are dead and deader then life because if God had a line to us that broke then the covenant of life was destroyed and that isn’t Christ but men of God who broke the chain of prayer and for whatever reason stopped.

That covenant was meant to ongo into the future forever but someone began to teach other things including that prayer wasn’t the main issue with God. Someone began to teach heresy and we as believers accepted it as doctrine only we assumed it was sent to us by God. I won’t say it was Luther or Calvin or anyone else but a series of events which collectively destroyed our system of prayer and divided the church from one made of prayer with God in Spirit to one made of prayer with men in buildings that were the saints way of saying “Here we are. Now we can pray.”

The only problem is we took prayer and we added it as one thing that might be important but it was held to us as the fragrant nature of God holding us up because the story of life is on the line in this simple statement.

The war over Haiti is one of the stops of the spirit world on its way to the final onslaught of men and women and children in the final line of the grave and it marks the line of twain or two sides to the equation of men.

One will go on to the power of time and one will continue on to the fire of life in hell and hell and its eternal fire of flame.

The choice is in part us but also technology because we have held to the final li of life as being the Fe and that is iron mixed with clay or flesh. It is in the flesh that God will send one final plea to the world and it will be in a world of iron and flesh mixed.

The giant will be without a true head but the antichrist will rise up on the lie of men knowing what I know here. They will show that I deliberately aimed my fight against them but speaking absolutely clearly I did nothing of the kind.

As God is my witness I fought and fought and fought against them only because they held me back from hearing the voice of God. I went to war with these who we will call men only because they held me to a line below the fair or fare of equitable life and that was adjusted to be a life of suffering.

I chose life and I bring to you who are men of God to pray that you not be left in the grave because you refused to see the truth.

One day this will be a word that will strike a blow to the cause of much suffering. A maelstrom of destruction based on men who literally hovered over the people who were trying to find their course into the future of life. They went to the study of the word of God and found truth but men who were destructive in the maelstrom side of life did nothing but tell them to give it up to the heart and the heart was only a symbol of the life you could have with Christ.

The final blow of life will continue in these lines but for now I leave you with a thought to write me and send me a thought, anything you can imagine, just send it with honesty as to what you see for the future and I can mention it on these pages called ooparts. They mean things which are out of place or out of time.

Joel earthhouse@gmail.com