Inspirational Writings and Prophecy


Bedtime Stories

Posted in Readings From The Seven Shepherds | The Writings of Lonny

original poem

Bedtime Stories By Londis Carpenter

In my childhood, every night, when it was time for bed, After we prayed for God “my soul to keep;” I still recall the stories that my Mother to me read— To comfort me and help me go to sleep.

The bedtime tales she read to me were like a healing balm When monsters filled my childish heart with fright. Her gentle voice comforted me and always brought me calm; Her soothing words protected through the night.

When darkness came to frighten me, Mother was always there; Her presence helped relieve each childhood care. Her stories taught me to be brave; how to face every fear; To rise and meet the devil’s every dare. I’m older and now Mother’s gone; I’m in my senior years.

I have a loving Father up above. When darkness falls and brings to me a different set of fears, He loves me with a mother’s kind of love. He whispers bedtime stories in dreams that set things right After I pray “I lay me down to sleep.”

I love the bedtime stories Father reads to me each night To show me that my soul is His to keep.


The Holy Password to Genius

Posted in The Writings of Ex Astris | Readings From The Seven Shepherds

Hidden in plain sight, the gift of light and genius is concealed in a password that  the children among us know all too well! The spark of genius in a child is often typified by the manner in which the child asks "Why?"

Sadly in the world today, the spark of light (genius) is usually soon quenched by turning the sadistic screw sometimes named euphemistically - empiricism and pragmatism.

The child’s spark of genius, the desire to find out how and why current or past ideas and events of the world came into existence, is quickly replaced by parents and educators in faith of the fruits of individual and collective experience, a form of moral self-degradation often termed “Common Sense” or “Horse Sense” (bestiality).

The innate spark of light, the potential genius in every human child that absolutely sets apart all mankind from and above the beasts, is recognized by the writings of Moses’ as displayed in the second chapter of Genesis; (compare Gen 2:7 KJV) that the Soul is the aspect of man (Adam) that is, the image and the connection to God.

The history’s great teachers and philosophers knew that using the Socratic method (“why?”) captured the innate spark of potential in a child. To this day many still try to understand where those who have the desire for knowledge and truth capture the innate wisdom and knowledge.

There is a natural (physical) wisdom and knowledge and there is a spiritual wisdom and knowledge. Jesus said; your faith should not stand in the wisdom of the natural man but in the power of God. (Compare 1Corinthians 2:4-13 KJV).

The need to continue to search for knowledge and truth lies deep within our Soul, and as Jesus said to the disciples the fullness of the truth was the ability of the Holy Spirit to restore the lost memory (compare John 14:26 KJV).

With the Holy password to genius, pray and ask God with a mighty heart for truth, wisdom and knowledge, as true genius – comes by the Kingdom within (Holy Spirit). (Compare Luke 17:20-21 KJV)

God will answer your prayers.


Beyond Invisible and Impossible

Posted in Readings From The Seven Shepherds | The Writings of Lonny

My Journey So Far

It is written in the Hebrew Scriptures that two are better than one and a three ply cord is not easily broken. It’s a good saying and has many applications. I believe when he gave us Science, Religion and Politics the Creator in his infinite wisdom was offering man a three ply cord, attached to a lifebuoy and tossed into a world that was drowning in its own desperation. However, mankind, having only finite wisdom, foolishly allowed his lifeline to unravel until one by one each strand weakened and eventually the whole rope snapped. Who can deny that today each one of these three institutions is broken?

While they all claim to exist independently, the truth is that any one strand is meaningless without a connection to the others. Combined into a wholesome and balanced three ply cord they empower the human race, lifting us up from the slimy pit of barbarianism to the highest pinnacle of civilization. Separately, however, they only serve to enslave and rob us of human dignity and the freedom of self-expression.


A Shadow of Our self

Posted in Readings From The Seven Shepherds | The Writings of Many Willows

In the morning mist,

A child makes a fist,

Alone & Dismissed from His kiss,


Put there to stay alone, becomes a mine’s pray;

With thoughts of fear that brings the tear,


Understanding fleets, our thoughts we keep;

Growing in fear, to know the year;

Though growing never knowing;


Trumpeters from Grabriels Forest

Posted in The Writings of Angel Whispers | Readings From The Seven Shepherds

Let the chorus of the trumpeters sing the chorus that Gabriel has kissed with the entwining of the manifested presence of Ah-Ah. Let the birds of new dawn Spirit dance like crystals around the crowns shaped like wings across the halls of Time. Let wavelengths touch wavelengths as seas touch the streams that make up rivers and planets that touch the orbits of the heavens. Let heartbeats never stop Loving. Selah!


Be still my son don’t you cry

Posted in The Writings of Ex Astris | Readings From The Seven Shepherds

Be still my son don’t you cry
The lord is with you standing by your side

You are safe in his arms
Don’t worry this bad dream will end
It’s all a temporary state of mind

This temporal place will trick you with pain
Wanting to work for things that have no gain

So here it is my child another chance
Open your eyes see the place
A place no one can hide.

The Lord opens the eyes
To see a place you did not realize
Don’t be scared


Harps of Dreams

Posted in The Writings of Angel Whispers | Readings From The Seven Shepherds

Singing Yahvael Hums

O' Yahvael, sing to me Your song of Delightful Prints that refreshes the flowers with the oils of Ah-Ah. Let me peek into the heavens of paradise that lengthen the dots of our minds to expand and broaden our spiritual senses to dawn with the angels.

Let our hearts be linked with Your heart like tiny wood particles that make up a chair. Let Your Grace descend on us that we might relax in the rainbow cloves that shelter our minds from the tartoo of darkness goo.

Let Your Mercy paint richness strokes across our eyes as we splendor in the thoughts of Your Love. Precious Lamb, how I wish to bury my head in Your innocence as I cuddle You and listen to the sounds of Your inner stream that follow like a ballad to the harps of dreams. Selah!



Posted in The Writings of Angel Whispers | Readings From The Seven Shepherds


O' Sprinkles of Joy, how You engerize my Spirit to prance upon the flower petals of Ah-Ah. Your heart is a golden instrument that can be heard from miles away; let its strum calm the business of our minds to flow like waves of peace. Let hearts be joined to the prints of Your living well where angels' creative wonders live. Sunrise of my heart, You shall live there forever. Amen!


I ‘Oft Go There In Dreams

Posted in Readings From The Seven Shepherds | The Writings of Lonny

Imagination is the architect of dreams
And when it meets with knowledge, art and truth
It etches on eternity’s vast doors
Visions beyond vain logic’s need of proof.

Arising on the wings of fantasy
Worlds dwell, unknown to merely mortal men.
Places where souls aspiring higher realms
Have sometimes met their own angelic kin.

In night watches I ‘oft go there in dreams;
Carried away to mystic realms, afar.
Angelic figures hold me, hand-in-hand
And ferry me to some enchanted star.


Ghost Stories 2

Posted in Readings From The Seven Shepherds | The Writings of Manifestress Flo

The Lord told us by dreams and prophecy that we were to find a certain property with various buildings on it. We were given a vivid description: the house would have pillars, and on the front of the house would be the initials “F.L.” There would be a fish farm within a certain number of miles, and every evening a curfew siren would go off that could be heard on the property. Six days we searched for this property and there were a few persons beginning to doubt it could exist. On the evening of the sixth day, Jerry told the people in our little group of families that only those who believed we would find this property on the seventh day were to go out for the search tomorrow, the 7th day . A number of persons remained in the camp, and only a few set out to search.

Some of our group had not been driving for long from where we were camped at the Spring Lake Campground (which was close to Waverly), when the prophesied property was found. By turning off the highway onto Centenary Road from Waverly, it was about as close as five miles to the village of Brooklyn. Driving over the bridge and through the small village, we proceeded up the road, over the railroad tracks, and to the amazement of our eyes, there it was: “The Hilltop Manor” property.


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