In the Spirit of ’76, as a demonstrator, I was highly visible at The Liberty Memorial Mall in Penn Valley Park and The Crown Center Hotel in Kansas City the whole time of the Republican National Convention. President Ford, Vice-President Rockefeller, their organizers and partisans were staying there.
Arriving in Kansas City after hitch hiking through some 40 States, the 1st place I went to was the Roman Catholic Archdiocese Office of the Archbishop. I was received by his Secretary, a very pleasant priest, and we talked for a long time in his office. Getting to the purpose of my visit, I asked him if there was any bed available in the entire Catholic Diocese where I could rest my head for the duration? I was surprised when he told me all the beds were taken. “People from the Vatican are here for the Convention” he said. I had to wonder what Business the Vatican had, and who were they meeting away from the Public eye, at this American Republican Convention?
Having shoulder length long hair and beard, he said, “I know where you belong” and he drove me to the Liberty Memorial Mall where all the action was. “You’re right” I said as I got out of his car.
The opening night of the Convention, the Youth International Party (Yippies) had set up a microphone on top of a school bus on the grass of Penn Valley Park with speakers that reverberated against the Crown Centre Hotel across the street.
It was wonderful to see hundreds, thousands of young people from all over America come to exercise their democratic rights. The only bigger crowd I was part of was at Rock concerts, never for any political demonstration. When I saw the yellow school bus and the huge crowd on the slope of Penn Valley Park, I climbed on top of the bus to stand in line with the others who wanted to say something over the incredibly powerful system reverberating against the windows of the Crown Centre Hotel.
Getting hold of the microphone, the words poured out in an extemporaneous expression of the ills and hopes of the world for an hour or longer. After a long time I became aware most of the other people on the roof of the bus were massaging my neck, shoulders or just rubbing my back. A one and only time in my life experience.
I happened to be speaking when Vice President Rockefeller and a retinue came out on a balcony of the hotel at eye level with me, and I addressed my words to him. He was not pleased as evidenced by his reaction to my words you see in the picture below.
Greeting him, I reminded him of a time earlier in his career I read about in newspapers, when he was in the blessed position to able give a friend a gift of $50,000 here, and another friend $100,000 there, and other friends even more as gifts. I reminded him the newspapers reported all his friends had powerful positions in regulatory agencies of government.
I explained there were hundreds of people on this side who had hitch hiked here from all over America, and many without cash, to show the American Spirit of Democratic Freedom and Peaceful Protest, and that we cared for America and its future. I then reminded him how wonderful it must be to be in a position enabling you to be so generous to friends. I remember saying these words, “Mr. Vice-President, would you be kind enough to donate a few hundred dollar’s worth of groceries to feed the poor among us while we are here?”
That’s when he gave me the finger. I’ve often wondered why Bob Dole and his friends are laughing at hearing the same words that got the Vice-President so ticked off?
When I got off the bus and started walking through the large crowd I looked down on the grass and there was a $20 dollar bill. O Lucky Day! I decided to spend it having dinner in a Hotel Restaurant, but as soon as I entered the Lobby because of my visibility among the protestors, I was surrounded by Republican Party Security who physically lifted me up and threw me out.
The next Day the protest was moved from the Penn Valley Park to Washington Square facing the entrance to the Hotel. Police barricades were everywhere. Fortunately, I met the Hotel Manager on the other side of the barricade, and he invited me into the Hotel and bought me breakfast. After an hour of conversation he said to me, “This is my Hotel, and I give you permission to go anywhere you want. If anyone causes you any problems, you just call me.” O Joy!
Walking softly and carrying my big stick, identifying them by name tag, I approached every Senator, Congressman, and Delegate talking in small groups within the thousands socializing in the Lobby of The Crown Center Hotel. My greeting was always the same, ¨Good Day! My name is Ray and I would like to talk to you about some issues.¨ To my disappointment, walking through the constant crowds doing this for four days, not one Senator, Congressman or Delegate would talk with me as they dissolved and disappeared into the larger crowd. The event of this report happened the night of the fourth Day of that convention of silence.
In the afternoon, before Ford won the nomination over Reagan, since no Republican on the floor would talk with me up to that point, I changed tactics. A woman in California gave me a booklet having white stars in a blue background on the cover. In the Oval red center part of the cover, in old script, it read Constitution of The United States of America. I walked into the Lobby with the booklet covering my heart and the 3 of the #13 jersey. Anyone coming toward me would only see 1-Constitution of The United States of America.
For the 1st Time, what Convention planners call a spontaneous demonstration happened. A crowd of Republicans gathered around me and different people asking at the same time, “Who are you” What are you doing? What is the significance of your actions?”
As I began to answer, Republican Party Security descended on the scene, telling me I had to leave the Hotel.
Asking why? I was told I couldn’t walk around carrying a club. In my mind, it was always a stick, but it gave new significance to the old saying, “walk softly and carry a big stick.” I thought, ‘My God, they have the power in this world, and they are so paranoid in their perceptions in guarding the power?’
I told the Republicans they had no power or authority to expel me from the Hotel. I have a Laissez-passer from Top Managerment. This was the first time since meeting 4 days earlier I had to call on him.
Arriving on the scene, the Hotel Manager told the Republican Whips I was allowed to stay. The Whips did their job though, and the growing crowd disappeared within the larger crowd in the Lobby. I continued walking softly, carrying my big stick with the star studded pamphlet covering my heart.
To my great surprise, on the restricted balcony, stood President Ford himself, surrounded by a retinue of about 25 people. He was no more than about 20 feet above my head and I addressed him saying, “Good Day, Mr. Ford. How are you Today, Sir!
He acknowledge me with my shoulder length hair, beard and stick saying,” I’m fine, thank you. How are you?”
Lifting up the pamphlet toward him, I said, “I’m doing great, but I’d love to talk to you about the Constitution of these UN-United States” On those words, within a nanosecond, The President and his large retinue moved on in unison, almost like a single organism Amoeba.
.That night, President Ford won the nomination over Ronald Reagan. My image, standing at the podium of The President of The United States on a Secret Service restricted balcony in the Crown Center Hotel, must have appeared revolutionary in that 1976 revolutionary year as thousands of witnesses in person, and ABC, CBS, & NBC broadcasting live, were looking up to that spot expecting The President of The United States to be there to be standing there.
This is how it all unexpectedly happened to me.
As a Canadian I was caught up in the Republican’s enthusiasm and excitement. I was looking forward to hearing a President give a speech in person for the 1st TIME. I had only seen that on TV.
A band was playing Paul McCartney’s song ‘Let em in’ and I was having a grand happy and excited TIME, content being one in the crowd. At one point, a live TV camera with the red light on top signalling a live broadcast was about 15 feet behind me. I took off my #13 jersey and for an instant, to all the viewers of that TV network, all they saw was my #13 shirt filling their screens.
I don’t know what others were thinking listening to the Band, but I was thinking of the following verses;
Behold, I stand at the door, and knock: if any man hear my voice, and open the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with me.
To HIM THAT OVERCOMES will I grant to SIT WITH ME IN MY THRONE, even as I ALSO OVERCAME, and AM set down with my Father in his throne.
He that has an ear, let him hear what the Spirit says to the churches.
Spotting me in the compressed crowd below the restricted balcony, the Hotel Manager called out to me to come up out of all those Republicans! Since everybody was pressed against everybody, that was no quick or easy feat.
Going up the stairs, he told me the Secret Service wanted to question me, escorting me past all the SS Security checkpoints. As a Canadian, to my great wonder and surprise, I found myself standing at the Podium of The President of the United States with the Seal. With my shoulder length long hair and bearded hippie look, waving to the thousands of Republicans in person below, the image is such a revolutionary contrast in The Spirit of ’76, to the establishment, and standing at that symbol of the Power and Authority, nothing like it has been seen before or since.
Standing eye to eye with the SS Agent for some time at the Podium of The President answering his questions, he eventually asked, to my astonishment, ¨Are you Jesus Christ?¨ Having no illusions about that then or now, I immediately answered “No.”
The Agent then said, ¨Who are you then? A Prophet?¨ Not having entertained the thought before these exceptional circumstances I unexpectedly found myself in, and being temporarily dumbfounded, I was not as immediate in answering that question.
They wanted to hold my stick for ¨security reasons” as the President was expected to be there momentarily. The ABC, CBS & NBC archive video of that live broadcast is out there somewhere. Being pre-Cable, there was nothing else to see on TV, and the Secret Service should have records of this scene.
I had an exceptional American experience in a Mountain in Montana before the Convention on the 4th of July. At a gathering of The Rainbow Family I overheard others speculating my stick was the stick Judah and Joseph
At the time I could not understand why the SS didn’t question me in some anti-room, instead of leading me to the podium of the President of The United States in full view of all the people and the TV Networks. I can only speculate and wonder if God arranged that as a sign or symbol of authority, since there is such a great cloud of witnesses, Jews, Christians and Muslims, all claiming to speak for for Almighty God, Creator of Heaven and Earth and all that is in it.
Even after all these years I have no doubt if senior Republican Party leaders and younger Republicans who attended that Convention saw the picture today, they would have to admit after thinking on it, “Yes, I remember that guy.”
On September 13, 1976 The Kansas City Times recorded and reported my visit to the City and the Republican National Convention.
“He came to town for the Republican National Convention and will stay until the election in November TO DO GOD’S BIDDING: To tell the world, from Kansas City, this country has been found wanting and its days are numbered […] He gestured toward a gleaming church dome. “The gold dome is the symbol of Babylon,” he said.” […] He wanted to bring to the Public’s attention an “idea being put out subtly and deceptively” by the government that we have to get prepared for a war with Russia”
“And this is the writing that was written, MENE, MENE, TEKEL, UPHARSIN.
This is the interpretation of the thing:
MENE; God has numbered your kingdom, and finished it.
TEKEL; You are weighed in the balances, and are found wanting.
PERES; Your kingdom is divided, and given to the Medes and Persians.”
– Daniel 5
As you can see, “this country has been found wanting and its days are numbered” are the 1st two parts of the 3 part writing on the wall above.
The whole world saw The Writing on the Wall for the 1st TIME at the same TIME with the Global Financial Meltdown-Economic Pearl Harbour in September of 2008, even if the world has not recognized it as such.
“They drank wine and praised gods of gold, silver, copper, iron, wood, and stone.”
In other words, ‘It’s the Economy, Stupid!’
The 3rd part of the Writing on the Wall tells of the decline of Ancient Babylon, the 1st Biblical model of the Nation that reached Imperial Military-Economic Superpower Status, and the rise of Persia.
Ancient Babylon is now Iraq, and ancient Persia is now Iran.
The US is the latest, greatest of all the Nations reaching Imperial Military-Economic Superpower Status in the 2600 year old Biblical Babylonian superstructure. The TAIL struck the HEAD, causing the unravelling of the Babylonian Age of this MATERIAL WORLD
The Iranian Revolution happened in 1979, two years later in the 1976 KANSAS CITY TIMES Timeline.
All the chaos in the Middle East since then, including the carnage in Syria, is the consequence of the vain attempt to reverse that God ordained, History Repeating Itself as a Sign for our Generations.
The article continues in quotation marks, ¨There are 30 months before the fate of the world will be sealed with EITHER Destruction OR the Universal Brotherhood of Man,¨ he said. ¨The 30 month figure concerned a Treaty between Israel and Egypt.¨
NOTE: This does not say Armageddon happens in 30 months from the article.
Not 29 or 31, but exactly 30 months later, in March 1979, history shows a Treaty between Israel and Egypt was signed. The Camp David Accord. History shows talks broke down on the 12th day and no Treaty was to be signed. Begin and Sadat were leaving. It was on the 13th Day, as in the date of the Article and the picture accompanying it, an unexpected window of opportunity appeared and opened the way for the Treaty to be signed.
This signified the Universal Brotherhood part of the quote.
As to the destruction part of the statement? The TV Movie made in Kansas City, ‘The Day After’ it was destroyed in a Nuclear Holocaust appeared 7 years later. It could have been made in any other city.
I was probably the only human on earth, including THE KANSAS CITY TIMES reporters, to notice at the TIME of the appearance of the movie in 1983, it pauses at the exact same picture frame THE KANSAS CITY TIMES used in their follow up report 7 YEARS EARLIER.
TV screen capture – ‘The Day After’
With the growing anti-Russian/Putin hysteria taking hold of the Political-Military-Intelligence Community in the US and the West, this world may be at the precipice of it actually happening, either by design or accident. These historical records are clear WARNING SIGNS for our TIME in our Generations.
This Public record and marker of time from 1976, besides reporting specific time related events for the Middle East, before the Time Line of History confirmed the letter, also records, “and explained his own mission as “waging war against the beast” – the beast defined as government of man and tyrants.” The new Presidential limousine called “the beast” is an aptly named confirming Spiritual “symbol.”
It’s taken all these years, but the whole world and America can now see its days are numbered if radical reform is not started soon in the People.
Obviously, as regards the mission, I was not talking of my own personal action other than being a messenger in the right place at the right time, but since this report is from the Revolutionary Spirit of ’76, it is only now the Revolutionary Spirit of ’11 is beginning to overturn the tyrants and government of man in the Middle East. This we can see. It will soon spread worldwide.
It would be tragic if the “little people” in America couldn’t relate to the “little people” in Afghanistan/Pakistan and other Nations.
The bottom line is that they are people like the “little people” all over this earth, no matter what country, colour, language or religion, and it is becoming perfectly clear all the “little people” everywhere are demanding “regime change.”
Most Christian America is the most apostate of them all as to understanding and practising the reason Christ died for all humanity, so humanity would be lifted up from its current downward spiral, rushing headlong on the Road to Destruction.
The Bible says both good and evil would grow side by side until the time of the harvest. It’s time, and many more good people are needed to work in the vineyard to bring in a good harvest.
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