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Why I Love New York - Part II

The Institution of Churches and Community Throughout Time

     

 

The first time I ever drove a car into a city, it was in Eureka, California in 1972, and I had a $140 check I had to cash. I was scared to be in the "big city", so I kept the doors locked on my old beat-up Ford Station Wagon, and actually wondered if I should have brought a gun in case I got robbed.

It was bad enough that at the age of 16, I only looked about 10 or 12. I remember pulling into a gas station to fill up, and the attendant wouldn't take the money until the police arrived to check my ID. Yep, I was a true small town country boy.

By the time I got to Brooklyn, I had been in large cities a great deal more, so the idea of basic safety and my ability to navigate had subsided. Still, I had heard all the news reports about muggings and all, so I had the doors locked on the car. My dog was big and had a deep bark, so I felt a whole lot safer, despite the fact that I knew hew wouldn't hurt a flea.

The first thing I liked about New York was the fact that you could get Chinese food delivered 24 hours a day. Laundry too. And they'd stop by and pick up other stuff for you too, like candy bars, magazines and milk. For a guy like me, that was pretty  great. I had always pictured myself in a penthouse in Manhattan, writing music like Hugh Prestwood, a song writer who wrote some of the prettiest music Michael Johnson ever played. Songs like "It Must Be You", "That's That" and "The Moon is Still Over Her Shoulder".

So far, this isn't about New York, but it's kind of how I saw it turning out for me. I never really believed I was good enough to be a headline act. And, working in computers was always a sure thing and decent money.

In fact, Marsha, my business manager told me it would be impossible to get an employer to make a job commitment to me unless I was physically in the city. So, just to have fun, I submitted my resume to a few places while still in Yosemite, and had 2 firm offers within hours, and a third probable working for the Port Authority in the Word Trade Center. They told me to call them as soon as I got into town.

Marsha was a pretty good business person. One of the companies called once to see if I was available to talk, and she told them I was so busy that it would cost them $50 just to make an appointment. Stranger yet, they paid it. But, I made her give them a refund.

But, to be honest, I've done a lot of things and have/had a good reputation, so I never really had much trouble getting in doors with my resume. As much as what I'm writing makes me seem pretty footloose and fancy-free, the truth is, most people who know me in business know me as a very serious and competent professional. And, true, a bit eccentric.

The second day I was there, Marsha said she had it set up for me to go to some restaurant in Queens to give  a seminar on the internet. The internet was still a pretty new thing, so educating people about its possibilities was perfectly in order. I put on my best suit, the same best suit I own now, packed up the computer and away we went. The funny thing was, when we got there, she said I didn't need the computer. I thought that was kind of weird. But, she was the business manager.

The next thing I know, I'm sitting at a table in an outside courtyard with a young couple who wanted me to give them a psychic reading for $50. I didn't want to offend anyone, so I just said "Okay". She and I had NEVER talked about me having any such abilities. And it wasn't like I had done anything like that before.

I looked at the man, and asked him, "Are you going on a vacation for a while?" The truth was that I saw him in a small room with a locked door.

He said, "You're the psychic, you tell me". I looked at him, and looked at her, and said, "Okay".

I said, "It looks to me like you're going to prison, and the only chance you have of staying out is having your aunt in New Jersey sell the red pickup so you can pay your attorney. Otherwise you'll be there for 5 years. The good news is, your girlfriend is a teacher, and learning to do tax preparation, and she'll be waiting for you when you get out. The important thing is that you have to control your temper."

Apparently, I nailed it. Suddenly, there was a long line of people waiting to have their fortunes told. I told Marsha never to put me in that position again. That was strange.

After that, she took me around to various small business owners, and I helped them figure out what they needed to know to put in accounting systems and web sites so they could expand their businesses and compete with other larger companies. That was the whole reason I got into computers in the first place. My fascination with computers has always been about what was possible when people could put them to use.

I didn't live in Brooklyn for a long time. But, visiting those businesses, even the moments in that small restaurant, began to give me a sense of something I really missed. So I'm going to tell you what it was that I loved so much.

There's this thing called community that, anymore, seems to be defined by legal geographic boundaries instead of people with like interests and values. It's no wonder there is so much struggle between people throughout the cities of the world. We've all been searching for the answers to what's right and wrong, how to dress, what it means to have cars of a certain size and class, instead of their utility.

We spend out time disliking our bodies, and so, spend a great amount of time decorating them, fixing them and making them what they're not in order to give the appearance of greatness and splendor, all the while wishing we could simply be accepted for what we are, without constantly being judged by other people - the ultimate "don't judge a book by its cover" paradox. One of my favorite bumper stickers says "Behold, the day of non-judgementalism is coming".

Some of that is a good thing. It is most certainly true that our bodies are the vessels of our spirits, that care should be taken to nourish and strengthen them. But, it's the spirit that matters most. The part of us that holds and shares the joy of living and giving to others. Think of how good it feels, more than anything else, when you are put in the position of helping someone else, and know that it has made a positive difference.

I remember one night while studying the Bible reading about what comprises grace. We believe that grace is the ability to act cool and calm under pressure, to be gracious to other people - nice and generous - to our peers and those in need. To be one of those "cool people" that everyone wants to be like. In most ways, there's nothing wrong with that, except that people believe it's something to work toward, instead of the truth - which is that we're all really like that naturally. Grace is not a skill. It's a state of being.

Grace is something we're born with. Grace is the inner satisfaction with the knowledge that each of us is complete and whole, that we love ourselves and have an appreciation of the diversity for the people and other beings around us. And, grace is an expression of the peace instilled in us by God at birth, long before the world begins to tell us that is has expectations of us to be anything but who we are, as God made us and intended us to be.

One day, I was driving down the road, I think it was in Queens, and my dog Barney was sitting on the passenger side of the car as he always did, and this man yells out to me "Hey, put a seatbelt on your dog, he'll thank you for it."

My first thought, of course, was "Oh, oh, I've run into some weirdo who's going to kill me because I haven't put a seatbelt on my dog, of all things." It actually scared me, so I immediately put the seatbelt on Barney, and made sure the man saw me do it. I looked over at him, as if to get his approval. He just sort of saluted me, like tipping his hat, and smiled and drove on.

I started laughing. Here, I thought this man was being hostile, but the truth was, he just cared that my dog was safe. He was trying to help me, and there I was, afraid at any moment that I was going to be attacked, that I was in danger. Nothing could have been further from the truth. But, because of all the violence we see on TV, the reports we hear on the news, the commercials that try to tell us what we should do to be better people, we go around in the world thinking that it just isn't possible to be good enough, and the world is dangerous, even though we're all born as incredibly great people.

In business, some people think I'm intimidating because I walk around departments with this serious look on my face. I suppose they think it's judgmental and domineering and such. And then, the next minute, they'll see me with my arms spread out like wings, soaring and flying around like what some people might call "a nut".

One time, in a record and car stereo store I was managing, I was doing a tough negotiation with a customer who wanted a car stereo for next to nothing. I was being pretty tough with him. When that customer finally left, a man walks up to me and says he likes the way I move and talk, and he'd like to take a picture of me, in any pose of my choice. My first thought was "That's kind of weird". But, then, I thought it was quite a compliment, and that if it gave him something to remind him of a good experience, then it was a good thing. So, I sat down on the floor and posed like James Taylor on his Gorilla album cover, sort of like the picture of an ape in the lotus position with his hands on top of his head. Go figure. He got his picture, I got a laugh out of it, and positive things were generated. I decided that it didn't matter whether I understood it or not. It didn't harm anything. It was kind of fun.

One day, in Brooklyn, I had taken Marsha to a therapists' house. We had had a silly argument about I don't remember what. In the course of the argument, she said "I'm making myself sick worrying about it". I said to her, "Well, it sounds to me like the first thing you have to do is stop making yourself sick, and then the other issues will take care of themselves." That remark ended the argument, and she called the doctor.

I had a car, she didn't. So, I took her to the appointment. It was a beautiful day, so I got out of the car, Barney on his leash, and sat on a bench and watched as members of the Hassidic community made their way to worship, as well as a crew trimming the bushes and cleaning the walkways across the street.

At one point, I saw this guy with an orange safety vest walk across the street and come straight toward me. I thought "Oh, oh. I must be violating some rule or something". Kind of when I learned about pooper scooping the hard way, when someone got angry at me while taking Barney for a walk one night before going to bed.

So, he comes over, and asks me if he could pet my dog. I said of course, that Barney would love it because he loves people. And, the man sat down and proceeded to lavish Barney with all kinds of affection.

I just smiled, and asked if he had a dog.

He told he did when he was a child, but, he never had a place to keep a dog properly since then, but always wished he could get one again. Barney was one of those dogs that truly loved people, and people really loved him, so they spent some time sharing the love they had for each other. It was really neat to watch.

The man said "Where are you from? You don't seem like a New Yorker."

I told him it was true. I was born in California - San Francisco. Lived in East Palo Alto til the age of 6, then Santa Cruz and Northern California. I had lived in Texas for a short time, Oregon, Atlanta, Washington State. Told him I had traveled across the states quite a bit. And, that I had just moved to New York from Yosemite. That got his attention.

He said "Oh, I always wished I could go there. I've heard it's beautiful."

I told him it was. And I told him a number of stories about the adventures Barney and I had there, from hiking to "Barney-Fishing", swimming in the lakes, and just sitting in awe at the beauty of the mountains. The altitude was such that I'd sit on the back porch and look at the stars and see shooting stars every 5 minutes or so. It was truly awesome.

I told him about the night I was driving down the road and saw two military jets playing tic-tac-toe in the sky with their after-burners - I swear to God it happened. I pulled over at one  point so I could make sure to see who won.

I reminded him it was never too late to go there. I told him there was a whole world of beauty that most people never see, and that as much as it may have caused me to get into difficult situations at times, and how much I'd love to settle down someday and raise a family like anyone else, that I wouldn't trade the chances and experiences I'd had for anything. Yosemite was one of my favorites.

Then, I asked him about these Hassidic people, and why they were just in one part of town, and why there were all the distinct boroughs - and my real question was whether or not the distinct sections caused people to be closer or more separate.

He proceeded to tell me that sometimes it caused friction, but the truth was, it really was that way because people of similar interests sort of grouped together in order to support each other in practicing particular religious disciplines, various cultures like Hispanics and Blacks and such, and that it was really good because that way they didn't lose their heritage and they were more able to raise families with the kinds of values and traditions that they valued most. He said, it was sort of separate, but mostly, it was true community.

I thought, here's this guy working for the parks department, kind of a rough exterior and that wonderful direct way of speaking that I love so much about New Yorkers - most people would have thought he was just some common guy with little to offer, teaching me about something that I now cherish as a bit of a cause to generate for other people and myself - the essence of community.  God provided this man to me - he was, in essence an oracle.

Real community is a beautiful thing. It's like having a huge family to share your life with. People who accept you for what you are, help you when you're in need, and who allow you to give to them in whatever way they need and when you need it - even when you don't want them to.

I find that most interesting because, in my recent studies, God informed me that he never intended for there to be churches and boroughs and such. He says that His plan was for all people to share the world as equals, sharing all they had and the gifts and blessings of the world with each other freely.

But, with the corruption caused by those "Elders of Zion", and the enslavement of the Jews way back in Biblical times, it became necessary for people to band together for safety, and so their values and heritage would not be lost.

The Jews, in particular, were forced to create synagogues because, otherwise, if they gathered at each other's houses to worship and share their experiences,  it would cause them to be visible as belonging to a particular sect or group of individuals who were in dissent of the ruling powers, and, because they were a small group of individuals, it would make them vulnerable to violence and ridicule, sometimes even arrest.

By creating the synagogues, it made a statement to the world. A statement of solidarity - like a force to be reckoned with and a determination to carry on , as well as a political force with power. The addage "there's safety in numbers" certainly explains what was provided at synagogues while worshippers practiced their faiths and perpetuated their cultures and heritage.

Of course, as time went on, it was people with different opinions and ulterior motives who generated rules and dogmas that caused division between the various groups, which has ultimately accounted for all the Holy Wars throughout history. It was all these groups believing their ways were right, and others were wrong, and just like my original fear of New York, generated irrational fear and hatred, and caused people to treat each other with ridicule and violence in every form - verbally and with weapons.

[Tower of Power, "Digging on James Brown" - "The more things change, the more they stay the same..."]

One night I was studying the Bible and thought, if you look at the way political parties work, you could easily make the case that the political system in the United States, as well as most countries, is actually just religious factions having a war against each other in order to dominate and force each other into complying with their version of the "right way" for people to be.

The more you study what's really going on, it's exactly what's happening, though it violates the intent of God for free will to unite all people of the world from the joy of liberty and spiritual grace.

I found it even more interesting when I consider another fact. I was incredibly angry back in 2001 when I moved to Washington State to "get away from it all" and try to figure out how I would reconcile all the bad things that have happened to me, and how I could still find a way to do good in the world. Based on even more study, I began to compare it to the way St. Benedict went into a cave for 3 years to decide what to do about himself and the world.

I decided that I would use all the anger and rage inside of me in order to begin a campaign of political activism, much of it aimed at causing other people to take action, and a great deal of it aimed at mounting well organized attacks on the news media in order to force them to tell more of the truth of what was going on in the world, and to get them to stop emphasizing violence and things that caused division between people.

The strangest thing was, they actually began to comply in their own ways. I said mean and nasty things about them, used foul language, harassed them with email and all kinds of things I'd be ashamed for you to know. I did it in ways I knew would reach into their psyches - after all, I knew something about media people. Part of what made it hard to do was the fact that, in truth, I considered myself one of them in a way, having been in broadcasting and all. I hated myself even more for doing it. But it seemed to be working.

The song "Mean Old Man" by James Taylor, on the "October Road" album quite accurately describes the kind of person I was being toward everyone in my life because I was so intent on finding a way to alter the course of events, and the way communications were being used to lead us down a path that was to be accepted due to political deception..

At one point, I was watching a broadcast where they displayed a verse from the book of St. Matthew, Matthew 24, about false prophets and things that would occur in the end of days. So, I read it, and it launched my entire study of the Bible and religion and historical religious figures.

Matthew 24:6  And ye shall hear of wars and rumours of wars; see that ye be not troubled: for all these things must pass, but the end is not yet.

7: For nation shall rise against nation and kingdom against kingdom: and there shall be famines and pestilences, and earthquakes in diverse places

8: All these are the beginning of sorrows.

9: Then shall they deliver you up to be afflicted, and shall kill you: and ye shall be hated of all nations for my name's sake. (in the name of God and Christianity)

10: And then shall many be offended, and shall betray one another, and shall hate one another.

11: And many false prophets shall rise, and deceive many

12: And because iniquity shall abound, the love of many shall wax cold

13: But he that should endure until the end, the same shall be saved

14 And this gospel of the kingdom shall be preached in all the world for a witness unto all nations: and then shall the end come.

15:When ye therefore shall see the abomination (in the holy places, the churches) of desolation, spoken of by Daniel the prophet, stand in the holy place

16: Then let them which be in Judea flee into the mountains

17:Let him which is on the housetop not come down to take any things out  of his house

18: Neither let him which is in the field return back to take his clothes

19: And woe unto them that are with child, and to them that give suck in those days!

20: But pray ye that your flight be not in the winter, neither on the sabbath day

21: For then shall be great tribulation, such as was not since the beginning of the world to this time, no, nor ever shall be

22: And except those days be shortened, there should be no flesh saved: but for the elects' sake, those days shall be shortened

23 Then if any man shall be shown unto you, Lo here is Christ, or there: believe it not

24: For their shall arise false Christs and false prophets, and shall shew great signs and wonders: in so much that, if it were possible, they shall deceive the very elect

25 Behold, I have told you before

26: Wherefore if they shall say unto you, Behold he is in the desert, go not forth. Behold he is in the secret chambers, believe it not

27 For as the lightning cometh out of the east and shineth even unto the west so shall also be the coming of the son of man be

28: For wheresover the carcass is, there will the eagles be gathered together. (eagles refers to fighter planes of the United States)

29: Immediately after the tribulation of those days shall the sun be darkened, and the moon shall not give her light, and the stars shall fall from heaven, and the powers of the heavens shall be shaken.

I read Luke and Mark and so much more, and finally got around to reading Ezekiel and began questioning whether I really was the "Son of Man", the guy the Bible talked about and who I thought I may be from the time I was very young. I realized I was doing everything it described.  I can't ignore what I've seen, in the past, in the present and in the future. But, the last thing I'd want to be is a false prophet, someone who misleads people regarding Christian or religious doctrine. So, I remain open to another possible explanation, despite the evidence and occurances.

Isaiah 30:27 - Behold, the name of the Lord cometh from afar, burning with anger, and the burden thereof is heavy: his lips are full of indignation, and his tongue as a devoring fire.

28 - And his breath, as an overflowing stream, shall reach to the midst of the neck, to sift the nations with the sieve of vanity: and there shall be a bridle in the jaws of the people, causing them to err.

29 - Ye shall have a song, as in the night when a holy solemnity is kept; and gladness of  heart, as one who goeth with a pipe to come into the mountain of the Lord, to the Mighty One of Israel.

30 - And the Lord shall cause his glorious voice to be heard, and shall show the lighting down of his arm, with the indignation of His anger, and with the flame of the devouring fire, with scattering, and tempest and hailstones.

I realized that the very people who I had been so persistently attacking and criticizing were actually trying to inform me, to relieve my pain and empower me to be who I was destined to be, the best I could be, regardless of who I turned out to be. But they weren't coddling me in any way. I continued to curse them and attack them. A very human thing to do.

When I wrote the things I wrote in the preface of this book, about the Democrats and George W. Bush mocking me and using my ideas while I continued to live in the squalor and pain of my poverty and thwarted burning desire to make a difference in the world - well, let's just say some people didn't like it very much. They thought I hated them, and didn't appreciate what they had given me. In my weblogs, I asked them to be patient, because in the unfolding of all this, I had something powerful to say about it. So, they trusted me - a little anyway.

In a seminar I took one time, I had a great, tough instructor. She always used to yell "What's the matter with you people? You're being offered the keys to the Kingdom, and the best you can do is go kicking and screaming all the way to heaven."

The point is this: despite all my fear in New York, despite all the anger and rage I had inside me, despite all the people I've hurt in order to do good in the world, the very people who I was making out the bad guy - were doing everything they possibly could in order to help me, despite myself. I only realized this a few days ago. Though I have to say, for the record, that they don't yet fully understand what I've been trying to share with them. I'll take responsibility for that, too. They should also take responsibility.

While it's true that a person who speaks must take responsibility for delivering a message accurately, it's also true that those who choose to listen should take the responsibility to be sure they actually hear the message that was intended, and not simply their interpretaion. The difference shows up in the final results of their efforts. It's the old addage that the end is dependent upon the beginning.

The Democrats (and Republicans) I blasted for "stealing my ideas" -   they used my ideas because they actually had faith in what I was trying to teach them and the messages and issues I presented, and of course, we don't agree on everything, and that's a good thing.. Ultimately, they taught me the greatest lesson of my life. I can only wonder what they have learned, since I perceive their interpretations are incorrect, and they do not communicate with me in a way that allows for certainty of the intended communication.

That lesson was simple: Despite all of my pain and expressions that hurt people, the truth is, the whole world is willing to help you, whether you know it or not. People have so much love in their hearts: there are few people who actually want to harm others. Those who tend to hold you back are afflicted with evil - they themselves are not evil - they're every bit as much hurt and angry and defensive and trying to survive as someone like me when I was in the heat of my pain.

Even when you don't understand why they do what they do. Even when they're wrong. All you have to do is have the tiniest bit of faith, and allow them to help you. People want to help you. They want you to succeed. It's one of God's mysterious ways.

"You don't always get what you want. But if you try sometimes, you'll get what you need." If you allow it [Thanks to the Rolling Stones.]

And all the defensiveness in the world that you encounter is an equal but opposite reaction to your own offenses. It reminded me of that teacher in the seminar saying, when things go wrong and people treat you badly, consider who you're being that people would respond to you that way.

It's like New York. There I was, thinking I was providing something to the people I met with to help. And yet, the greatest lessons I learned came from people who most people would consider unworthy, unqualified or beneath them. Or those you think are your enemies who are merely practicing tough love, whether you like it or not.

Those people to whom I expressed my hate: if it wasn't for them, I probably wouldn't be writing this to you today. Another song on the October Road albums that expresses this sentiment is called "Whenever You're Ready". James Taylor has always been my favorite prophet.

But, there's more about New York that's even more important than all of this. It has to do with why the Jews are God's chosen people. And that's what we'll explore next.

Just make one promise to yourself about all this: if you allow God's plan to work in your life, and accept that in truth, he has provided all the beings, all the people in the world to empower you as nurturers and empowerers, you'll find yourself living in a world of joy.

It won't always be easy, and there may be hard lessons to learn. But if you allow it, and learn and give what there is to learn and give, somehow, in God's mysterious ways, are the things you need to know to have your life work out.

God says there's one more thing I need to say about this: we all do things we regret. We do things that hurt people whether we really mean to or not. Just like how God requests that we pray to Him and ask forgiveness, it's always important to make sure that those you hurt or cheat or lie to know that you honestly are sorry, that you have remorse and that you'll do your best to not repeat the same mistakes.

It's a hard promise to keep, one that I, too, am unable to keep because I'm very human and I get hurt and respond in hurtful ways. But it's so important to tell people in your life, and God, that you're sorry and will try to not do it again. But, only say it if you mean it. If you don't it will be apparent. Don't lie about it.

And tell them you love them, often.

This is one of the few ways we have to repair relationships and cancel out the hate in the world that is generated by defensiveness about our errant ways. Do this in the same way and for the same reasons God created this world, this heaven on earth that He gave us.

Do it in order to give love. Do everything in order to give love. It's the only thing that's real. As Carole King sang "everything else is illusion".

After all, is there anything else you really want?

Another passage of the Bible that is important to the end of days is

Isaiah 24:5 The earth also is defiled under the inhabitants thereof; because they have transgressed the laws, changed the ordinance, broken the everlasting covenant.

Revelation 3:19: Write the things which thou hast seen, and the things which are, and the things which shall be hereafter.

Daniel 11:7 But out of a branch of her roots shall one stand up in his estate which shall come with an army and shall enter into the fortress of the king of the north, and shall deal against them, and shall prevail

8: And shall also carry captives into Egypt their gods with their princes, and with their precious vessels of silver and gold, and he shall continue more years than the king of the north. 

9: So the king of the south shall come into his kingdom and shall return into his own land

10: But his sons shall be stirred up, and shall assemble a multitude of of great forces: and one shall certainly come, and overflow, and pass through: then shall he return and be stirred up, even to his fortress

11:  And the king of the south shall be moved with choler, and shall come forth and fight with him, even with the king of the north and he shall set forth a great multitude, but the multitude shall be given into his hand.

12: And when he hath taken away the multitude, his heart shall be lifted up: and he shall cast down ten thousands: but he shall not be strengthened by it

13 For the king of the north shall return, and shall set forth a multitude greater than the former, and shall certainly come after certain years with a great army and with much riches

18: After this shall he turn his face unto the isles (nations) and shall take many: but a prince for his own behalf shall cause the reproach offered to him to cease: without his own reproach he shall cause it to turn upon him

19: Then he shall turn his face toward the fort of his own land: but he shall stumble and fall, and not be found

20: Then shall stand up in his estate a raiser of taxes in the glory of the kingdom: but within few days he shall be destroyed, neither in anger nor in battle

21: And in his estate shall stand a vile person, to whom they shall not give the honor of the kingdom: but he shall come in peaceably and obtain the kingdom by flatteries

22: And with the arms of a flood shall they be overflown from before him, and shall be broken; yea, also the prince of the covenant

23: And after the league made with him, he shall work deceitfully: for he shall come up, and shall become strong with a small people

24: He shall enter peaceably even upon the fattest places of the province: and he shall do that which his fathers have not done, nor his fathers' fathers; he shall scatter among them the prey, and spoil and riches:yea and he shall forecast his devices against the strong holds, even for a time

36: And the king shall do according to his will: and he shall exalt himself, and magnify himself above every God and shall speak marvelous things against the God of gods and shall prosper 'til  the indignation be accomplished:for that that is determined shall be done.

37: Neither shall he regard the God of his fathers, nor the desire of women, nor regard any god:for he shall magnify himself above all.

38:  But in his estate shall he honor the God of forces: and a God whom his fathers knew not shall be honor with gold and silver and with precious stones, and pleasant things

39: Thus shall he do in the most strong holds with a strange god whom he shall acknowledge and increase with glory : and he shall cause them to rule over many, and shall divide the land for gain.

40: And at the time of the end shall the king of the south push at him:and the king of the north shall come against him like a whirlwind, with chariots, and with horsemen, and with many ships: and he shall overflow and pass over.

41: He shall enter into the glorious land and many countries shall be overthrown: but these shall escape out of his hand, even Edom, and Moab and the chief of the children of Ammon

42 He shall stretch forth his hand also upon the countries:and the land of Egypt shall not escape. 

43 But he shall have the power over the treasures of gold and silver and over all the precious things of Egypt: And the Libyans and Ethiopians shall be at his step.

44: But tidings out of the east and out of the north shall trouble him: therefore he shall go forth with great fury to destroy, and utterly to make away many.

45: And he shall plant the tabernacles of his palace between the seas in the glorious holy mountain: yet he shall come to his end, and none shall help him.

Daniel 12:7 And I heard the man clothed in linen, which was upon the waters of the river, when he held up his right hand and his left hand unto heaven and swear by him that liveth forever it shall be for a time, times and a half. and when he shall have accomplished to scatter the power of the holy people, all these things shall be finished.

10:Many shall be purified and made white, and tried: but the wicked shall do wickedly and none of the wicked shall understand.

11: And from the time that the daily sacrifice shall be taken away and the abomination that maketh desolate set up there shall be a thousand two hundred and 90 days.

12: Blessed is he that waiteth and cometh to the thousand three hundred and 5 and 30 days

13: But go thou thy way til the end be: for thou shalt rest, and stand in thy lot at the end of the days.

 

    


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