Bulletin:

I dislike alarming folk, I’m often prodded by Eden to inform you of the danger ahead.  This isn’t pleasant.  I’ve gone through horrific pain trying to save you from hearing the truth.

I’d like to make it clear that you don’t need to torture me.  I will come clean.  Things are far far worse than you dare imagine they are.  They are far far worse than you imagine they are with some notable exceptions who are a bit too worried.  On average things are not as bad as the worst case scenarios that are being suggested.  I know however, that I am holding my imagination down and trying to deny the truth.  Things are going to be far far worse than I dare imagine.  I believe I’ve actually already stated how bad, but I try not to too often.

This is the global reset we wait for each millennium. You may consider the 300000 deaths to be a relief, because things are potentially able to get much much worse than that.  And then again after that.  Much much worse again.

I am The Archangel Gabriel, so I have written your answers and your solutions. If you do not read them, then the majority of you will die.  If you do, then I firmly believe things did not need to get as bad as they are now.  I am sorry I tried to protect you from fear.  I see we did terrible things on many occasions for centuries.  We have been trying to do the right thing, but it is like trying to grow a bonsai.

1You must know.  This is Armageddon.  You are in tremendous physical danger if you are not awakened.  Your spiritual danger is greater.

If you do not inform your churches and your people.  You are committing a terrible sin.

Universal Prayer (Master’s Prayer)
Given by Meher Baba on 13 September 1953

O Parvardigar — the Preserver and Protector of all!
You are without Beginning, and without End,
Non-dual, beyond comparison, and none
can measure You.
You are without colour, without expression,
without form, and without attributes.
You are unlimited and unfathomable,
beyond imagination and conception,
eternal and imperishable.
You are indivisible; and none can see You,
but with Eyes Divine.
You always were, You always are, and
You always will be;
You are everywhere, You are in everything;
and You are also beyond everywhere
and beyond everything.
You are in the firmament and in the depths;
You are manifest and unmanifest, on
all planes and beyond all planes.
You are in the three worlds, and also
beyond the three worlds;
You are imperceptible and independent.
You are the Creator, the Lord of lords,
the knower of all minds and hearts;
You are omnipotent and omnipresent.
You are Knowledge Infinite, Power Infinite,
and Bliss Infinite.
You are the Ocean of Knowledge, all-knowing,
infinitely knowing, the Knower of the past,
the present, and the future, and You are
Knowledge Itself.
You are all-merciful and eternally benevolent;
You are the Soul of souls, the One with
infinite attributes.
You are the Trinity of Truth, knowledge, and
Bliss,
You are the Source of Truth, the Ocean of Love;
You are the Ancient One, the Highest of the High;
You are Prabhu and Parameshwar, You are the
Beyond-God, and the Beyond-Beyond God also,
You are Parabrahma, Allah, Elahi, Yezdan,
Ahuramazda, and God the Beloved.
You are named Ezad — the only One
worthy of worship.

An apology for a serious error.

I am afraid I must apologise for an oversight in the way I have been conducting the Metatron’s business.  I had assumed that I had taken all forms of evil into account.  I was mistaken.  I forget that beside someone who is awake, anyone who is still caught in the dream is be necessity weighed down with evil.

I have made the foolish mistake of seeing love where there was not love.  This applies to family members I am afraid.  As a result I have been led down some incorrect pathways regarding my extended family.

Those who are closest to me have been cursing Gabriel’s work.

I wrongly assumed that those who were closest to me loved me.  I do not withdraw love from anyone so I did not assume that they had turned against me.  This was foolish.  I imagined that God was deliberately keeping them away from me, but it is not impossible that they could have spoken to me at any point.

As it is, it appears that my former self is being sued for possession of this home.  Considering I have been imprisoned here for nearly a year, that is saddening.  I want to leave, but no one will take the house from me.  I have told the landlords, I have told my wife.  I want to leave.  I don’t like living in a town.  I want to live in a countryside.  I want to live up a tree, up a mountain, in a boat.  The one place, I do not want to live is in a shitty bungalow with neighbours who have a similar opinion about where I should be too.

Please can someone take this house from me by a nice sensible procedure of saying “Hi, do you want to move out?”  Me saying “Yes”, then being able to arrange a mutually beneficial way to move out.  I need to go.  I have God’s work to do.  I have places to be.  I have an entire planet here that is connected now.  There is a lot to be done.  This is the apocalypse.  There are thousands of people dying, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands.  I need to do my work.  I cannot play games with the court system.

I am the Archangel Gabriel.  You are humanity.  You are dying.  Had you not noticed?  When the Archangel Gabriel comes at the end of times, and you all die in the streets, you are supposed to say, “How High Sir”, then the Archangel Gabriel says, “To Heaven if you please.”  Then we fix this world.

What is not supposed to happen is that I get take to court to be asked things that I have been begging to answer.  I am the Archangel Gabriel.  I am the Metatron.  I answer questions.  I tell people things.  I am the voice of God.  I can answer your question, if you ask it to me.

You do not need to ask a policeman.  You do not need to ask a judge.  You do not need to ask a Prime Minister.  You do not need to ask a President.  You do not need to ask a priest.  You may ask a Pope, or you may ask St. Michael, but generally, if you wish to know the answer to a question about the Archangel Gabriel in particular, the answer is always going to be most forthcoming from the Archangel Gabriel.

The question is “Will you move out of the bungalow?”  The answer is Please God, let me move out of this bungalow.  Let me go out and go somewhere better.  Let me see life.  Let me leave this little town.  I don’t come from around here.  I know barely anyone here.  I like the forest, but there is forest everywhere.  Please, let me leave.  I don’t want to go through court rooms to beg to leave.  I just want to pack my stuff up and leave, but I can’t do that if nobody is going to take responsibility for this house.  This is my wife’s house.  This is my wife’s town.  All the people here are my wife’s friends and acquaintances.  I don’t like living on the flat.  I only like living on hills and in forests, interesting place.  I don’t want to live in a cul de sac behind a garage.  Why on Earth would anyone imagine an Archangel would incarnate just to live a life of clinging to a crummy bungalow like a limpet.  We have evolved past limpet now.  They live in the sea.  Please can I go now.

Why am I being sued to make me do something I have been begging to be allowed to do?

What is the insanity of the end of times.

The last thing my wife said to me was “I love you.”  The last thing I said to her was “I love you”  Why does that necessitate taking me to court, just to find out if the court thinks I should leave, when I am here begging please please please.  I want to leave now, please.

The courts and tribunals service costs a fortune in public expenditure which is constantly being cut, and my wife knows this.  She used to work for the solicitor’s regulation authority in London.  She knows public money should not be frittered away frivolously, yet at the behest of her mother Councillor Jenny Hincks, she is taking me to court anyway, although I have begged her to let me leave.

That is insane.

I want to go Kate.  Please let me move out.  Most of the fish have died over the last year, but I am not going to leave the last of them here to just starve and turn into cold fish soup.  Life is precious.  I understand that you do not see this.  I cannot let things die, just so that you can have fun with your court room dramas.  You studied the law to help people.  You did not study the law just for showy hijinks.  I want to move out.  Please let me leave this house.  I need to be able to speak to you, so that you can tell me how I can give you the keys and how I can get my stuff out without your mother burning it, or throwing it in a skip.  I have huge amounts of research materials, here.  I have been doing God’s work.  These things are important.  If the Archangel Gabriel is not allowed to do his work then the guarantee is that there will be at least 4 billion deaths.

Can you please address me.  I am a human being.  I have communication abilities.  I have access to the internet.  Please somebody communicate with me.  I have to leave this place.  I am not supposed to stay here.  I am doing God’s work.  I am not playing at happy courtrooms.  The person who formerly occupied this body has left.  I am the Archangel Gabriel.  There honestly was no reason for the occupant to have not left.  There is nothing of value for him here.  I am here now.  I am the Archangel Gabriel.  I have come to do God’s work.  This is what is known as the end of times.  It has been prophesied.  There are books.

There are religions.  There are many religions.  They all speak of this.  This is what they speak of.  This is the end of Times.  I am the Archangel Gabriel.  I have God’s work to do.  I need to leave this place.  I am not wanted here anyway.  Please can someone speak to me.  I wish to leave this place, but nobody in a responsible position is able to give me any information about how I may leave.  Everyone only wishes to attack me.  People are dying. Billions could die.  Why am I being attacked?  Rhetorical question.  Darkness moves against us.  This is the end of times.  Please.  Pray.  Pray for you.  Pray for us.  Pray for Jesus.

Please let me leave here in peace.  I just want to leave.  I don’t want to have to fight all the time.  I will win the court case, which is even stupider.  I don’t want to be here.  I want to leave.  Please let me go.  I don’t want to win the court case, but I will because I am the Archangel Gabriel, and I am also an excellent legal scholar.  I will win the case.  I want to leave.  Please let me just please leave.

I don’t want to be forced to stay here any more.  I’ve barely been outside for months, and I’ve been abandoned here by everyone for nearly a year.

Please, let me leave. I just want to leave.  I don’t want to be here.  I am not what you think I am.  I am the Archangel Gabriel.  This is torture.  You are riddled with evil.  Please, everybody, please, control yourselves.  This is .   Look.  Turn on the television.  Turn on the radio.  Look in the newspaper.  Why can nobody see this?  This is the end of times.  Please.  Please, stop attacking me.  Please let me go.  I want to leave here.

Why will nobody speak to me?

What is it that is required of me?

What am I supposed to do?

I want to leave.  I don’t want to be forced to win a court case to force me to stay here.  I want to leave.  Even if I do win the court case, I will probably be moving out anyway.  Please.  Speak to me so that I can leave this house.

Humanity.  Why will you not help yourselves?  It is possible to communicate with each other.  You do not need to get in touch with the legal system for questions such as “What’s on telly tonight?” Or “Would you like a cup of tea?”  Why am I being forced to go to court to make me stay in a house that I want to leave anyway?  Please Kate, take up occupancy of this bungalow so that I can move out.  I am not going to do any of the court room stuff with you because none of it is correctly addressed.  Your husband is dead.  He is deceased.  He has gone to meet his maker.  I was there.  We said “Hi, how’s it going?  Your looking good” etc.  Meher Baba is Brahma in human form.  Your husband was an intermediary stopgap to prepare.  I am here now.  This is different.  This is the Archangel Gabriel.  I am here to do God’s work.  You told me you could speak to them.  You told me on many occasions.  Why if you can speak to them are you hurting us?

Help?

It occurs to me that you may be approaching this from the wrong perspective.  Do not think of it as approaching me.  As I am the Archangel Gabriel, you will naturally find that very hard to do.  Instead think of it as returning to your home.  If you do that, then you will be able to meet me and you will be able to discuss my being able to leave.  As long as you consider yourself to be approaching me as a person there is some kind of power dynamic that prevents you coming towards me.  Instead, you should try and think of this as only an empty house, that a hypothetical discussion may be held in.

If you do that, then we may be able to negotiate the future.  I am assured by history and the heavenly host, that this is to be the last time.  We are to be successful.  This time we leave the darkness and technology can keep us in Eden.  However, this is all kind of dependent upon making the massive sacrifice of saying, “Oh, okay, that sounds cool. Let’s do it.”  The alternative is Armageddon.  It is hard to say which humanity will choose in this era.

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