FAITH TO ALL FLY LIKE THE WHITE BUFFALO CALF WOMAN

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Joseph Benyamin Hines EARTHQUAKE MAKES THE WATERS DEPTHS BRING FORTH A CLEANSED STATE! WOE TO THE ISLANDS AND COASTLANDS! NO NEED TO FEAR FOR IT WAS MOTHER EARTH WHO DID CALL AND THE CREATOR WAS AWAKE! MANY GATHERED TOGETHER FAST FORGETTING THE PAST! SOON JOY WILL WILL OVERTAKE THOSE BIRTHPAINS. BE HAPPY AND ELATE FOR BEING TOGETHER IS CAUSE TO CELEBRATE! THE SURVIVORS WILL BE CALLED HOLY! THE TRUE PROPHET WAS A WEEPER A NON SLEEPER. SOON TO BE REVIVED AND IN DUE TIME. BLOOD AND FIRE AND HOLY SPIRIT BRINGS REST NO NEED TO PROTEST. JUST TRUST THE DIRECTION OF THE STEPS WE HAD MANY PATHS AND THOSE WHO DESIRE TO BE THE GREATEST MUST BE THE SERVANT OF ALL! I BOW Joseph Benyamin Hines SPIRITUAL LEADER GREEN CHILD AND SAY Alight FromWithin THANKS FOR THE PURIFY heart emoticon THE TEARS TURNED TO BLOOD IN THE RIVERS AND FIRMAMENTS AS WELL THE CLOUDS LIFT IT TO THE UNIVERSE AND AND EARTH CALLED SEEDS TO BE PLANTED TOO! WHAT A GLORIOUS FIELD! FAITH TO ALL FLY LIKE THE WHITE BUFFALO CALF WOMAN (smile emoticon)

Alight FromWithin I bow to the sacred river! I love you all. Thank you Brother Joseph Benyamin Hines, our spiritual leader of this large river of life, our real eyes. blessings to all around. White Buffalo Calf Woman cries and cuts out those evil eyes and brings in good sights. Let us all eliminated plights. I bow to the green grass sown. We are born!

Joseph Benyamin Hines Alight FromWithin IN THIS MARRIAGE TIME LEAD THEM ON ALIGHT TO FLIGHT TO THE FIELD WHERE THE SOIL IS READY TO BE PLANTED A LOVELY FIELD IN FAITH I BOW TO YOU WHITE BUFFALO CALF WOMAN FOR YOUR SIGHT FULL OF FAITH AND REAL SALT! YOU ARE THE SALT! SPIRITS AWAIT! (heart emoticon)

 

Alight FromWithin July 1 at 2:46pm ·

There the River Flows
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There the river flows. There my heart explodes. There my song does sing. There my heart rings. There I come to be by your side. There my place inside is of the cries. There I shine it for the view. 

(sickness everywhere, sickness everywhere, sickness everywhere, people are sick, really sick, blindly sickening)
There the river flows. Love is the answer to where we need to flow. Love is the calling for all of us to know. Love is the waking of the sacred soul. Love is the daze of all that push and shove (hatred everywhere). Tell me, where you wanted to go. Tell me how you thought your really known. Will there be a river of tears that shines your name. Tell me we need no more shame. 

Let us dream a good dream today and everyday. Let us dream a good dream in our praised. Let us dream a good dream to drive us home. We want to be next to each other and bring in thrones. Blue road, take me to where my relatives live. Oh yes said. Blue road, tell me just where I lost my wind. Oh yes said. Blue road, my heavenly soul inside of me sings. There I am part of the river again.
Let me share our hearts together each day. Let me share this wonder and display. Let me shine it true and blue. I hear your name. Let me take hold of the sacred living daze. Hold me to calling out to you. There is a place inside where we shine too. Let me share this place to hold you near. Hopefully my presence will gift us cheer. 

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all the sacred storms. Let us shine through, like the salmon always knew, we die for love and try to save, planting seeds of peace (contentment to the continual river that flows) along those waves.

Gifted by Alightfromwithin.org Angel Services Around the World
Sioux Task Force and Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
Jews for the Ark of the Covenant the Rainbow Promise
of the Oneness Plan including Man

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Gratitude fills our hearts with joy every day, bringing us sustenance to go out and play. To bee (impossible flight of a dream) good children who know our way. Glory for another brand new day. Joy has arisen to fill our hearts again, the gratitude of the wind. The sky that holds us so close to the air, where God does blow in the winds. Let us walk into green grass fields, where the sun rises to tarry along, to offer us the night sky, to bellow the song to the stars. Here we know where we belong, where the "Cloud People" show us the way!