My New Book

 Hello there, Dear Reader,
You've found me at last
Not yet fully, but through a dim glass.
And now the rest is up to you...

To follow a series of fractal clues!
At it's end lies the answer
To the sum of your life
Who are you now?  What will you choose?
A life of regret where you're set up to lose,
Or reading my series of fractal clues! 

 A riddle in riddle, a lesson in rhyme -
Can you locate this moment in time?
The man at the tip of the upside-down star,
Looks to the owl, landing afar.
Across the water, fireworks bloom,
The dome, the monolith, and the whitewashed tombs.

So what did I tell you, many years ago?
If the books had been read you would already know,
"There's a crack in the world come 2025"
Who said those words?  Is he still alive?
Could a modern-day prophet still survive?
And what year did "I Am Witness One" go live?
 

 So are you ready for the next fractal clue?
This one may be of importance to you
If you look to the stars and see nothing there, and you've lost touch with the child who liked to have fun,
Perhaps you're not like me, and you're just full of doubt, or you're angry about my beautiful art,
If those previous words for you ring true
Then pay attention for your fractal clue - 

Where might I find Witness One?
I'd start at the cross, then look for an eye.
Cross over four mountains, then ask myself, "Why?"
For the second word go back to the place where you start,
Buildings for a child to bring light to the dark,
Hedged in by two snakes - one little, one big,
Now put on your thinking cap and digest this clue,
Because in it there's much that I've given to you!

And remember where I said - "Look to the Thunder Moon?"
Oh, the places you'll go,
As you look for a friend
The waiting place, the stranger place,
And your own deathbed. 

 But if that's too tricky, and you don't like my clues,
I'll make it much easier for you.
"Where can I find him?  What did he say?"
Let me put it quite simply this way:

I've just had enough
With the lies and abuse
The direction we're heading
Has thrown the moor loose

It's time for a change, and a sweeping overhaul
Of the systems and people that disempower us all
Together we rise
Or divided we fall

  So are you going to heed my call?
It's not just a warning, a website or book,
It's all flights of fancy designed so you'd look,
At the signs you were missing, and the things that they took,
That were rightfully yours, and also mine,
Like clean water, air, and skies
A life for the fishes, and animals too
The natural order - or is this foreign to you? 

So look to the obelisk, then over to the dome,  

On the day that fire can fly and people will roam

A set number of years, celebrated this way -  250 of them, yes, to the day!  

And a fight at the White House,  there on the lawn,  

As Margaret tends to the wounded fawn.  

 The Hazards of Love?  Or the Hazards of Faith?  

Perhaps love of the country, or one searching for grace?
One thing that I heard, and I know this is true,
You'll remember these words I will say to you -

 

An impeccable source! Straight from the top, 

It's the one who's certainly better than all,
And here is his quote, unfiltered and raw:
"He who saves his country has broken no law."

 A philosophical masterstroke, it's true,
This is something I've longed to say to you,
However, a warning, from a friend to a friend,
It's not one to say lightly, or you may come to the end
And wake up one morning and find yourself dead. 

So for those who like to play dangerous games,
And think they're untouchable by fire or flame,
Or exempt from the reaches of those who may linger
A little while longer, and don't pull the trigger. 

 It's funny to think how far we've come,
And how what was once hidden is now publicly known,
The intentional destruction of country and land,
To poison the Earth may yet force God's hand.

And if a calamity should happen to you,
Or those who have forsaken their righteous dues,
Broken oaths they have sworn, and let danger fall where it may
Women and children, lost in the fray.  

There are those who may find, one unfortunate day,
That things no longer go their way,
They may finally notice the forest's destruction,
But by then they'll have reached the inevitable conclusion
That perhaps things have gone more than a little too far,
Allowing death and disease, poverty and war 

And now God's given laws come into effect:
A bounty on those who would subjugate the rest.
And there's really nothing you can do,
If somebody wants to come after you 

 Perhaps there's somebody with nothing to lose
Who believes in high honor and faith where it's due,
Who has been watching quietly, and writing it down,
Someone like a scribe, or a stylite today
Perched on two towers,
It's all written this way.

All you have to do is take a look
At my little series of fractal books 

So God bless America after all,

And what's the saying, do you recall?

"Land of the free and home of the brave"

Some go to die, some smile and wave

And now look closely down below, 

And you will know just where to go!

Look for me on the Fourth of July,

As fireworks roar and the Eagles fly.

So, did you like my poem?  What does it mean???

Well, if I told you, it would ruin the surprise.  However, all the information you need to find both me and my new book is contained within this poem, if you know how to see beyond the mere lines themselves.

Jesus's Crucifixion Was a Fractal Test From a Higher Dimension, Why They Used to Put Heroin in Cough Syrup, What Everyone Else Got Wrong About The Bible, Who Really Shot JFK, How They Faked the Moon Landing, the Meaning of Life, and Other Such Stories: Part I

Coming in at a meager 4,175 Pages, it's the latest Two Witnesses book that will blow your mind... if you can follow the fractal clues!  And here is your last hint - look to the two serpents, as between them they will reveal much.  As you trek the mountains, there you will find me.

May God bless you richly in the name of Jesus Christ.

-Witness 1

The Biblical Two Witnesses

Revelation - Revolution 

2026

Good luck and happy hunting!