While in a bit of a fog I suddenly saw clearly a lone rider on a white horse, fully dressed for battle with a white cape, holding a long staff in the right hand. The face was like an ancient Grecian alabaster sculpture, with every feature perfectly formed on the face, which at first appeared to be female but it was also male. Its cold eyes moved back and forth, almost mechanically.
It was standing on a small bluff in a park, watching intently over Washington, DC. The leaves on the trees were turning golden and red and there was a faint odor of rotting flesh in the air that was quickly covered up by a spray of something fresh, but this was clearly a coverup.
I can still see its cold eyes watching over the city as similar riders began to appear in other cities on the earth. One is in Oslo and another in Frankfurt and Taiwan. And a giant presence began to rise up over the Middle East.
Releasing a heart cry for the younger generation, but also realizing that their hearts have been especially prepared since the foundation of the world for this coming season…
16.9.23
Tishrei 1 Yom Teruah