Angel 7.0: The Fiery Furnace, the Dream, Outlaws, the Return of Jesus, Sacrifice

Last night I finished retranslating the Holy Bible book of Ezekiel. It told me how to do something I've done before. In 1998 I packed up everything that would fit in my beautiful new white van, the beginning van of my "Swans," and moved myself and 3 of my 4 children to Orlando (my oldest was in college.) I had begun seeing concepts in our Holy Bible that were like veins of gold and crystals and I had determined to go mine this treasure. So, I sacrificed my life. We moved to a new home, a new land, one I had chosen because it was the best I could think of, beautiful Florida, with plenty of lovely things for me to do with my children while I studied this further. That's what we did. In a couple of years it turned into my work on my second theology degree, done online and traveling to Nashville then back to Orlando. It turned into my seeing a sign for an open mic on the music store bulletin board in Orlando and taking myself and my Contemporary Christian Music songs I was writing, had begun writing in 1985, and my guitar, out into Orlando.

It took me 12 years to figure out what I wanted to know. Then I packed up and came home, back to Austin. I have been doing the same thing you see me doing, since I arrived back, in Austin, in 2010. Not one single day has gone by since 1985 that I wasn't studying our Holy Bible. I know that because I made a vow to read at least one verse a day, from my Bible, on Christmas Eve or maybe it was Christmas Day, I'd have to go read my own stories again, Christmas, 1985. I vowed for 1 year, to do that. I kept my vow. I've never stopped.

So, I know what our precious Holy Bible says now and that's what I write about. That's what I study every single day. That's what woke me up at 5:45 am this morning, I was worried about what I posted last night when I fell asleep. I posted that the exiles were coming home and that it was a sign of Jesus' return.

Sometimes a fiery furnace, sometimes a war, rages inside you as you choose your paths and choose your words. That's what woke me up. "They won't understand," was the warrish thought coming from the fire. "Take it down." ... "Stand your ground. It doesn't matter if they understand or not. Leave it up." War. Fire. A fiery furnace.

Here's what I wrote:

"...the exiles are now coming in... you are watching Jesus' return, in the early dusk hours, immediately following Simchat Torah, the restoration of God's true doctrine and the ingathering of the firstfruits."

I've walked here before. I've retranslated Daniel, the book after Ezekiel, before. I finished Ezekiel. again. I chose Daniel again. So I know, I remember, what I retranslated in Daniel before. My girlfriend, Gigi, was interviewing me for her radio show, "Standing Freedom," when we both lived at The Isand on Lake Travis, north of Austin, that pretty pic I like to post of my condo on the island, I loved it, and I told her what Daniel said. She recorded it and then put my songs and interview about Chapelgate, about my life, my walk, on her national radio show alongside some of our Christian greats. But that's not the direction I'm guiding this towards this morning either.

I'm guiding towards Daniel. Daniel, the way I interpret our Bible, is the metaphysical concept of God's Judgment. We have that concept incorrect as well because God's Judgment is designed to strengthen us. We try, we fail, God corrects us, helps us. We get up again. We try, we fail, but it's a little further down the path, now we've witnessed God helping us, teaching us, strengthening us.

I explained to my friend, way back then, about the fiery furnace. I wrote a song about it. The story is set in Babylon with King Nebuchadnezzar. It is metaphysical. It describes something that actually exists. We are all in Babylon this morning. It is the state of chaos when God's Word is not understood in it's true meaning. Daniel is teaching us about how we get the true doctrine back. Before that, Ezekiel was teaching me/us about how we build the Holy Temple inside our very being and life.

"Your God must not have heard you..." is what I remember off-the-cuff from my song lyrics. I had gone through Daniel and the fiery furnace before, for I know I wrote these lyrics way back at Chapelgate. The lyrics capture the taunting that goes along with bucking the system. The lyrics capture the fire, the fire that we are thrown into when we buck the system. Last night, I bucked the system, again, there have been so many "agains" now. So I know what the fiery furnace feels like that Daniel and his friends were thrown in to.

I'm not, this morning, on that part of Daniel yet. I'm on the dream part. Last night, I posted the dream--- God's Word restored. Jesus returns in the restoration of God's Word, God's true Doctrine. Right now we don't have that. But it's out there for us. So the exiles coming home represent the beginning of finding the true path that will lead all of us to the true Doctrine, true Theology, our true Bible, God's True Word. Once we have that restored, Jesus is restored. He's coming. He's here.

We are being decieved in every direction possible right now. I know that. I see that. I've done my best to figure out what I have. I've done my best to collect my warriors who are capable of seeing what I see, the dream, the vision. We are being fed a false dream right now, the Charlie Kirk saga. Our enemies usurped a good man, a good dream. Now, we stop them. Now, we find our truth, our true path, back to God's true Doctrine, God's Word. We do that by being willing to say, as I say in my song lyrics about Daniel and his friends being in the fiery furnace for not bowing down to the false system, the false Doctrine, the false gods, this:

Taunting: "You're in the fiery furnace. Your God must not be listening. Why isn't he saving you?"

Then Daniel replies, in my song I've written from the depths of the fiery furnace before, "If he (God) will or if he won't - I won't bow down to you." So the lyrics stay up. I stay in the fiery furnace of my words being possibly misunderstood. I stay in the flames I feel, the emotions I feel, that feel scary, like fire. I stay because I see the dream, God's true Doctrine completely restored. Maybe none of my warriors, my Outlaws, that I've searched high and low for will see the dream. I don't know. All I know is I see the dream. The exiles are returning, you are witnessing Jesus' return. I sacrifice myself, for the dream. xo

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Written October 16, 2025 at 7:09 am