Posted on December 27, 2014 by The Voice of James


Only a “Man” moved by a partial thought, purposefully detached from the father, loaded with the seven deadly sins, left wanting by his deeds, with no counter balance, extreme in the essence of “His” presence and “Life”, would pull from a dormant sleeping “God”, form a creation on the sabbath, hit it with the breath of “His” own “Life” lines; then when it becomes self-aware, lie to it, in order to keep it in place.

Only a “Man” would pull from the <Living God> on “His” seventh day of rest, in a sinful display and create outside the <Father>, in one last ditch effort to survive apart from the whole <Life>.

“He” put us here, not realizing we would sense two “Selves”; <God Self> and “Man’s Self”.

Seven billion portions of a sleeping <GOD>, unaware of “Their” separation and true identity; forced to take on all of “Mans” sins and slave to “Mans” own selfish ends.

Seven billion sleeping <Gods>, stuck in place, apart from the <Father>, never realizing “they” could go home any time “they” want.

Made to feel like, going home is some kind of sin, when in truth it is “Man” stating for the record; “yes you can go home, when “I” am finished with you”.

If “I” told you “we” are being lied to on the grandest scale, on the most gigantic stage for all “Life” to see, would you believe “me”?

The portion which is of <God> himself would, if he could only wake up, apart from <Himself>.

Can this “Man” rise above “His” seven deadly sins to release <GOD> and to cease stealing his <Life>?

Can <God> awaken before his time to negate all that this “Man” has done in his name?

Stay tuned for the next exciting episode of “Who enslaved my <God>”


With Respect & Great Intent

James – A Bud of The Reborn Branch of Life That Is Christ



I am writing a book called, “I went searching for God and found Man”.

If there are any publishers interested in my work please contact me at [email protected].


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