Until is Beginning Now
 
Ken Pullen  –  copyright 2011
 
Scripture appears in Italics from the King James Version
 
 
Until a time
and times and the dividing of time.
 
It is time
tumult
chaos
confusion
lives dedicated to lies
illusion
All alive today
save those that may die tomorrow
are in the end times
 
Of this instead of disbelief
adding to despair, depression, grief
the knowledge
awakening
ability to discern
see
know
should bring relief
except
for those refusing to believe
for the lies of this world they cannot leave
I, too, though you may think me cold
grieve for your children
as they will never reach my age
of fifty-eight years
the end is so near
nor reach the years you may count
look forward to
imagine
for unlike the lost
like Lennon
proclaiming “Imagine a world with no heaven
no hell below us, above us only sky,
imagine a world living in peace
imagine a world with no religion”
the chaos, tumult, confusion
has, will never cease
there is no relief coming
save the Savior
the Son
there has never been
there never will be
any peace
a dream
only a dream
aiding in our nightmare
 
Time
is speeding up
time is fleeting
passing
like a torrent of water through open fingers
no one has any time
for thought
to stop
contemplate
linger
too busy perpetuating the lies
accelerating the time
all shall die
all the while spewing
of this coming renewing
peace
a better world
just ahead
as the cauldron of reducing, thickening blood
over the rising fire chants
“Off with their head!”
O wicked, foolish man
how you allow yourself to be misled
vaulting the academic
endemic
sleight of hand
passing nothing but three parts confusion
times nine parts illusion
mixed, shaken, stirred
poured over the blind eyes
of those which will number such
they won’t even be interred
 
Few want to face
the coming moon appearing as blood
any uncomfortable thought
truth
they eradicate
race
from that place where the truth might be heard
mocking, ignoring, perverting, distorting
corrupting, doubting
God’s True Living Word
 
Islam writhes and rises
in rabid fervor
all of Islam in frothing chant
while the deaf and blind sheep
leap
across an infinite chasm
“baaaaaaing”
of a brave new free democratic world
not understanding the signs in Arabic
unfurled
they lean upon
follow the lie
it is time
of the great apostasy
it is time
of the increasing false teachers
misleading millions
it is time of elevating self
and seeking nothing but pleasure now
while denying the One True Living God
it is time
if they follow anything at all
other than their own image
in a mirror
a window
within their malfunctioning mind
almost all of human kind
not being so kind
is in collective song
abhorring the truth
denying God
spitting upon His Word
to choose following the truly absurd
words, lies, illusions
confusions
created by vain, temporal man
whose claim to fame is creating the Clapper
and putting men on the moon
a computer to distort and distract you
in every room
the world bows to the microwave oven
more than they do the Creator
Who provides their every breath
 
It is time
the clicking
ticking
wicking
away of time
draws each closer to the end
not of their own individual life
as most think upon reading
such words
showing where their minds
reside
as from this truth they hide
the wicking away
the candle burning down
the light going out soon
I have no doubt
not for the individual
but for all the world
at once
 
It is time
of tumult
confusion
massive illusion
denial
while the truth is crushed under the heel
always on trial
in the kangaroo court of this worlds making
 
It is time
as time nears its end
it is time…
 
…and there shall be a time of trouble,
such as never was since
there was a nation
even to that same time:
and at that time
thy people
shall be delivered, every one that shall
be found written in the book.
And many of them that sleep in the dust
of the earth
 shall awake,
some to everlasting life,
and some to shame and everlasting contempt.
And they that be wise
shall shine
as the brightness of the firmament;
and they that turn many to righteousness
as the stars
for ever and ever.
But thou, O Daniel,
shut up the words,
and seal the book,
even to the time
of the end:
many shall run to and fro,
and knowledge shall be increased.

Then I Daniel looked,
and,
behold,
there stood other two,
the one on this side of the bank of the river,
and the other on that side of the bank of the river.
And one said to the man clothed in linen,
which was upon the waters of the river,
How long shall it be to the end of these wonders?
And I heard the man clothed in linen,
which was upon the waters of the river,
when he held up his right hand and his left hand unto heaven,
and sware
by him that liveth for ever
that it shall be for a time, times, and an half;
and when he shall have accomplished
to scatter the power of the holy people,
all these things shall be finished.
And I heard,
but I understood not:
then said I, O my Lord, what shall be the end of these things?
And he said, Go thy way, Daniel:
for the words are closed up and sealed till the time of the end.
 Many shall be purified,
and made white, and tried;
but the wicked shall do wickedly:
and none of the wicked shall understand;
but the wise shall understand.
 And from the time that the daily sacrifice shall be taken away,
and the abomination that maketh desolate set up,
there shall be a thousand two hundred and ninety days.
 Blessed is he that waiteth,
and cometh to the thousand three hundred and five and thirty days.
But go thou thy way
till the end be:
for thou shalt rest,
and stand in thy lot at the end of the days.
 

It is time.