20 January 2025 - Washington, D.C.

Today is 18 July 2024, 6pm, in the U.S., central standard time,

Six months and two days from now, everyone will find,

Someone who will lead this country for 4 years, so let’s not lose your minds.

Theirs a saying that nothing is certain except, “taxes, death and trouble”,

Believe me, many people come running to me on the double,

Especially when all other options have run out,

Only then am I considered, and you come screaming, moaning, groaning with a very big shout.

I need “All My Children” to seek me out in good times as well as bad,

Like my only begotten knucklehead son does, he knows I’m the best Father anyone’s ever had.

Ask him, he’ll tell you that’s the truth, although he quite often “stretches it” (the truth),

Which is why he has a missing tooth.

I had to give him a roundhouse kick aside the head,

Anyone else, most likely would have wound up dead.

It appears most of the planet has lost their minds,

And I need to come down and help everyone find,

So be well aware, you’re all running out of time.

I think for the moment, I’ll focus on the United States,

Who supposedly is “America the Great”,

However, you all have for quite awhile, been making too many mistakes.

For some odd reason, too many countries of the world look to the U.S. for direction,

“Planet Earth, you all need to look at the reflection”,

That is within and shows the true inner light,

One that doesn’t distort, lie, cheat or always wants to fight.

The entire planet needs to take a “cold hard look around”,

Because pretty soon, (sooner than you think) not many will be found.

I created you all for a reason,

So for a limited season,

My son would have those who wanted to play,

To keep your Father (that’ll be me) happy each and every day.

He said, “dad create the sun, moon, universe, planet earth and Garden of Eden, so I can have some fun”,

Sha-zam, it is done!

That was a long time ago,

Mankind has come far, however, you’re still pretty slow,

In giving back to your Father what He’s seeking: pleasure,

In you, the greatest creation: His treasure.

I give you everything and you return nothing at all,

“All My Children”, be prepared when I call.

Take a look at your clock,

Eventually, like all things, it will stop.

“Tick, Tock”.

Your Father

God