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βI was sending a deep sleep over My trumpet, and her body was not feeling any-thing because it was burned, blown, stuck, crushed, and I was passing with My word through her and Godβs word was coming out of her over the earth. Oh, this is how she had carried Me for twenty-five years to speak My word, and the sufferance of her body and spirit was great. Be attentive, My people, oh, be attentive in your spirit. My trumpet sounded, mind you.β
βI have also told it not to let itself be injected by satanβs sign, for a bad pestilence comes after that, written in the Scriptures that it would come over those with satanβs sign in their flesh pushed by a hidden trick by the mind of the man who does satanβs will, who makes peace with satan.β