[anzac] VISION- The KILLING of the BULL

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Date: Thu, 08 Nov 2007 09:08:36 -0800
VISION- The KILLING of the BULL 
-by Bob Neumann. (1998).

I was standing in that place of relativeness that Isaiah called the 
valley of Vision. When I was aware of this fact I saw a figure who 
was waiting for me, so to speak. As before HE was dressed in 
traveling attire, a heavy full cloak with a hood. Unlike the times I 
have seen my MASTER, the LORD OF HOSTS dressed this way, 
I too seemed to be wearing the same hooded cloak. 

As I came to HIM HE nodded HIS HEAD and turned and walked 
with me just at and behind HIS left shoulder. We walked quickly 
and with both purpose and intent till we seemed to enter a much 
wider and open area. When HE stopped, HE made a half turn 
toward me and calmly stated: "YOU MUST KNOW WHAT IS 
ABOUT TO TAKE PLACE". HE turned HIS HEAD and looked out 
into the center of this space and there stood this large Texas 
Longhorn type 'bull'.  Exactly what you would see at UTexas 
football games or on commercials for the stock market. Its horns 
were wide and came to quite impressive points. It stood still in the 
center of a circle of light as a 'spot light' would cause. "THIS IS 
THE TRUE GOD OF AMERICA,'' stated my MASTER. 

Slowly the 'bull' began to move and the spotlight moved with 'him'; 
wherever the 'bull' moved the  spotlight moved with 'him'. Every 
now and then it seemed to move suddenly and strike a pose. 
''AND THAT IS HOW IT HAS BEEN'',  stated the LORD, "BUT 
THIS IS HOW IT NOW IS...." As the 'bull'  stood still the light 
began to move away from 'him' the 'bull' would move to get back 
into the light. Each time the light moved farther and the 'bull' had 
to move farther and faster to stay in the light. Now it seemed the 
'bull' was chasing the light and never really catching it. 

By this time I had a good idea that we were standing inside an
arena like area and there were ''figures'' on the edges of the area 
but I couldn't distinguish anything besides shadow-figures. "NOW 
YOU MUST SEE WHAT HAS HAPPENED AND WHAT WILL 
QUICKLY COME TO PASS..." The 'bull' stood again in the center 
of the arena and the light was on 'him'. For the first time I noticed 
a large figure standing across from where we stood, staring at the 
'bull'. In size and shape he was identical to MY CAPTAIN but a 
''shadow-figure'' and I knew it was the 'BEAST'. As I turned to 
THE LORD with questions running through my mind/spirit HE lifted 
HIS RIGHT HAND and everything froze, time/space/eternity, 
everything stopped dead so to speak. With a casual move HE 
brushed back HIS HOOD and I once again looked into the FACE 
of my KING. With a half smile and a slight turn of HIS HEAD HE 
slapped me on the shoulder and explained. "ONCE MY PEOPLE 
BUILT AN IMAGE of a CALF OF GOLD to WORSHIP. AMERICA 
has ALLOWED THAT CALF to GROW UP AND REPRESENT 
ALL THAT it WORSHIPS.'' 

Suddenly I felt something in my right hand and I looked and saw 
some coins. "WHOSE IMAGE DO YOU SEE?", HE asked. As I 
looked into my hand and saw a nickel, a quarter, and a coin that 
looked like gold and a coin that looked like silver. All I could think 
was "it isn't you LORD". "THEN WHAT DOES IT SAY?" HE asked 
gently. I replied "IN GOD WE TRUST" As HE turned toward the 
"bull'' in the light HE explained. "MAN CAN NOT SERVE TWO 
MASTERS. YOUR PEOPLE CHOSE to SERVE MAMMON and 
NOT ME. THE RELIGIOUS IMAGES in YOUR HAND DECLARE 
to the WORLD THEIR TRUST is IN THEIR GOD. HAVE YOU 
NOTICED THEIR GOD?'' With that we turned and walked to the 
'bull'. And 'he' began again to move. It seemed to notice our 
approach and ignored us. I looked and was wondering what I was 
supposed to be looking for. For some reason I began to stare at 
its nose and couldn't figure it out. "THIS IS an ANIMAL THAT 
HAS NOT been TAMED. IT RUNS WHERE it CHOOSES AND 
CAN NOT be CONTROLLED''. With that I had an image of a nose
ring, where you would lead a 'bull'. "THEIR GOD IS NOT 
CONTROLLED as THEY WOULD LIKE IT to BE. SO THEY 
WILL CHANGE it SOON. BUT HAVE YOU NOTICED ANYTHING 
WRONG with THEIR BULL?'' Now I really had to wonder and I 
began to walk around it when it responded to nature and released 
a couple gallons of urine and a very large 'patty'. The animal had 
no concern where it hit when it splattered. And it stood in a good 
scattering of similar stuff. But with the 'deposit' I got a good look at 
the posterior and realized it really wasn't a bull after all. Just a 
'steer'. "THE LIE GOES FAR BEYOND Who THEIR GOD IS. BUT 
EVEN THEN Their IDOL CAN NOT EVEN DO WHAT They 
SEEK THE MOST, REPRODUCE ITSELF. THAT IS the LIE 
THAT WILL BRING THE DESTRUCTION of YOUR COUNTRY. 
YOU TOLD THE NATIONS and PRINCES OF THIS WORLD IF 
THEY DRANK From YOUR CUP and WORSHIPPED YOUR 
IDOL it WOULD REPRODUCE ITSELF. BUT YOUR LEADERS 
KNEW THAT it COULD NOT AND TOOK ALL the WEALTH IT 
COULD FROM THOSE WHO BELIEVED Their LIES, DREAMS, 
AND VISIONS. NOW THEY Will STRIKE AT YOU THROUGH 
YOUR GOD." With that statement HE turned away and returned 
to our place of observation. And as it seemed appropriate, I 
dropped the coins in the fresh patty near my feet and took my 
place at his side. 

As easily as time stopped, it began again. The  'beast' came 
closer to the steer. The steer shied away. It did not challenge and 
paw the ground like you see in bullfights, another confirmation 
that it was not a 'bull'. Suddenly the spotlight disappeared and the 
'arena' was now seen. The shadow figures filled the arena's seats, 
all sizes and shapes. As I stood watching, the sense of 
anticipation and imminence grew. All of a sudden, a roar of 
trumpets blared a long 'musical' fanfare and as it ended the 'bull' 
was 'struck' and reeled backward and as the 'cheers' of the 'crowd' 
arose it steadied its feet and shook its head to 'clear the 
cobwebs'. We waited again. and without warning the 'trumpet 
fanfare' began. It was louder and lasted longer, and as it ended, the 
'bull' jerked to its side and again the cheer rang up. Now four long 
deep gashes appeared on each flank and blood began to flow. 
Now the wait was shorter and I began to count. Again the third 
fanfare and cheers were louder and longer as again the 'bull' was 
struck backward and nearly fell off its feet. The fourth assault left
laceration across all four legs. The fifth assault pushed its head 
down and as it fell to its knees it's whole body began to tremor 
and shake. As it came to it's feet again blood flowed from its 
nostrils and pink foaming from the mouth and I thought 'mad cow 
disease'. The sixth assault came with no waiting period and this 
time it was struck backward with such force it was knocked off its 
feet and slid backward in its excrement. This time the 'bull' 
struggled to get up and it was obvious a rear leg was broken. As 
the seventh fanfare began shadows charged out into the arena and 
took hold of the 'bull' and turned it on its back and held it down. 

I noticed the beast come forward with a short slim sword in its 
hand. And as the fanfare ended he slashed the 'bull's' neck and as 
the cheers went up small black critters in unbelievable numbers 
ran out to drink the blood. As the cheer ended the eighth fanfare 
began and the beast slashed the belly of the bull from top to 
bottom. As the disembowelment occurred the cheers began and 
many large critters began to feed on the entrails. The ninth fanfare 
and cheer came as the head was severed from the carcass as the 
carcass was drawn and quartered. And immediately a short tenth 
fanfare and cheer came as the critters ran off in four different 
directions, each with a chunk of meat. At this point I noticed the 
eyes just now glaze over as the bull/steer/america finally dies after 
all this brutal treatment; awake and aware of all that took place. 

As the scene completely vanished we turned around and this time 
slowly retraced our steps. As we walked THE LORD explained 
what I had witnessed. ''SEVEN BLOWS WILL BE GIVEN BUT 
TEN JUDGMENTS ARE RESERVED FOR EGYPT. SEVEN 
BLOWS WILL BRING DOWN THE IDOL OF AMERICA. THE 
FIRST TWO HAVE STUCK AND YOUR COUNTRY BLEEDS. 
THE FIRST WAS A BLOW THAT DROVE YOUR GOD 
BACKWARD, BUT IT CAME BACK A BIT. THE SECOND BLOW 
CUT DEEPLY INTO ITS LOINS AND WEAKENED ITS 
STRONGEST POINTS. THE THIRD BLOW WILL COME SHORTLY 
AND WILL STRIKE IT BACKWARD AND IT WILL NOT RECOVER 
ITS LOST GROUND. THE FOURTH BLOW WILL NOW DESTROY 
ITS ABILITY TO MOVE AND EVADE THE NEXT BLOW WHICH 
WILL BE A PESTILENCE FROM A FOE YOU DID NOT EXPECT. 
THAT IS THE FIFTH AND DECIDING BLOW. THE SIXTH BLOW 
WILL CRIPPLE YOUR IDOL AND DELIVER IT TO THE BEAST 
FOR DEVOURING. THE SEVENTH BLOW IS THE DEATH BLOW. 
YET THE EIGHTH, NINTH, AND TENTH THAT WILL STRIP, 
DIVIDE, AND DEVOUR WILL BE THE NOURISHMENT NEEDED 
TO EMPOWER THE BEAST FOR THE SHORT TIME HE HAS 
LEFT.'' At this point we stopped and HE faced me and once again 
placed the HOOD over HIS HEAD. "THAT IS WHY I SENT YOU 
TO GOSHEN FOR I HAVE A REMNANT EVEN IN EGYPT. IN 
THE HEART OF BABYLON I CALLED TO THEM AND THOSE 
WHO KNOW MY VOICE HEARD AND CAME OUT. BUT IN 
EGYPT THEY ARE IN BONDAGE AND I SEND MY SERVANTS 
TO THEM TILL THE INDIGNATION IS PASSED AND THE 
PLAGUES HAVE FALLEN UPON THOSE WHO HAVE 
HARDENED THEIR HEARTS.'' ''IT'S GOING TO BE ALL RIGHT'', 
He laughed as he gripped my shoulder. "YOU KNOW WHAT WILL 
NEED TO BE DONE AND YOU WILL DO IT. THERE ARE MANY 
WHO WILL FIND SAFETY IN THE MIDST OF THE STORM AND 
THE DARKEST OF THE NIGHT. GUARD MY SHEEP, OLD DOG, 
A LITTLE WHILE LONGER''. and it ended. 

~YEAR:  1998.
~SOURCE: www.prophetic-word.org/