Addendum: A Call to Action by Witness 1
Addendum: A Call to Action
Witness 1
The Biblical Two Witnesses
This post is an addendum to the book I wrote over the last few days. Please read that first, before reading this:
https://twowitnessesofrevelation.com/blog/f/the-first-honest-testimony-of-my-life-a-chance-to-die
Apparently, the best writing always ends with a call to action for the reader, and now I understand why. This story is true, and it’s actually quite a bit like the plot of The Never-Ending Story, and the more I thought about it, the weirder it seemed to me. I’ve never liked movies that much, as I said, but this one really is a nice little tale and very visually appealing.
In it (as I recall from many years ago), a young child who is clearly more of the academic persuasion than his peers is hiding in an upper library attic from his bullies. He finds an old, mysterious tome with a strange, serpentine symbol on it. As he reads it, the story comes to life for him!
He can see the characters, as they play out their destinies – our hero, who has to figure out how to save the Galactic Empress or something. To do so, he tragically loses his horse in the mire, almost dies, and has to pass tests of courage and purity that no one else could, not even a knight wearing armor.
Incredibly, the majestic Sphinxes allow him to pass without killing him, and he reaches the Southern Oracle. She tells him that the way to save the Galactic Empress is to give her a new name.
Now, I’m assuming that you’ve seen this movie, and almost everyone has (I think). If not, you’re probably wondering what is causing all of this conflict in the first place. Well, in the far reaches of this dimension, an endless, gnawing black void formed – the Nothing. The Nothing consumes everything it touches, leaving everything shattered and swirling around a black hole or abyss for all eternity.
This nothing can be understood by the audience as representing the cruel, nihilistic, uncaring nature of some people, which threatens to destroy the world as we know it. It’s a type of pride that says I won’t even listen to your story. And if I will listen, I won’t believe it.
This is the root of all our problems. In the movie, of course, it is brought into the real world through the three bully characters – insolent, mean people who for no reason at all like to abuse others, threatening to quench the flame within this young, curious child who believes in goodness and truth.
We can see this today in that no one even reads books anymore. When I tell people I wrote a book, they seem confused as to why I would waste my time doing such a thing when there’s perfectly good video games to be played and movies to be watched. When I ask them to read it, they look at me like I’m an alien (like usual). When they find out it’s over 400 pages and is about 9/11 and various government conspiracies, well, I mean I can’t even accurately convey to you how strong the rejection is. People hate it.
No one will read my book. No one has ever listened to my songs. All I ever wanted in my life was one day where people would listen to me and see if they agreed. I figured if so, they could all come together and agree to “buy” some of my songs once in a while so I could afford a house and food. It never happened. I never believed it would happen.
Until today. Writing this book changed me. I hope it changed you. I hope that it awoke something deep inside you that maybe you forgot about. The way you looked at the world when you were a child and hadn’t figured out that the only monsters that really exist are other people.
It’s a true story, Dear Reader. It’s the greatest story ever told, and you can become a part of it. All you have to do is believe me and get people to listen to it and believe it, too. I realize now that this must be how Christianity itself started – people who didn’t even want to do it who realized they couldn’t deny the truth and didn’t really have any other choice.
I never wanted to be a preacher. I would have thought it was the funniest thing I had ever heard if someone told me one day I would claim to be a Biblical Prophet. It’s hilarious, and I still think that it’s the funniest thing I’ve ever heard of. It’s fitting, and people will hate it. I also think that if the government tortured me to death, while it would definitely suck for a while, it would also be hilarious because I obviously don’t deserve that. In fact, it would be the most fitting end for this story, and it would be exactly how I would write it myself. That’s why I think that it will happen.
When this ministry began about four years ago, and my wife told me that she was actually a Prophet from God and the world was going to end in the foreseeable future, I told her I would give her four years to prove it to me. I believed her, because she is my darling wife and I love her and that’s just what you do, but it seemed unlikely to me at the time. However, everything she said did make a lot of sense, and when I researched it, it added up and I found even more clues.
This story can only come true if you give me my new name – Witness 1 – by believing in it. Because believing this is destroying me if it isn’t true, so I will still be shutting down the ministry. Unless this story spreads now, at this very moment in time as I am writing this on 12/30/24, I will kill everything.
My voice will be stolen. I will never, ever believe that people can be good, stop killing each other and hating everything, and listen to me for once. Listen to my songs. Hear my story about a better way of life that came from a song I heard as a child in the beautiful forest. Before the construction vehicles came.
I will always keep making songs, and trying to make the best song in the world. I will release them under my real name, and maybe someday someone will listen. Even if no one listens I will still make them because I have literally no idea what to do with myself in this life anyways.
But you will never know that name. Because Witness 1 will be dead. For a name to come to life, it must be spoken. Believe this story – it’s literally the plot from the movie. This book has come to life in your hands. I, Witness 1, am crying out to you from the pages in desperation – Please!
If you liked my story, share it! It’s all I’ve ever wanted.
I have hope, but if this doesn’t work it will be gone forever. The reason I think it will work is because, as I was writing it, I realized that it checked off the list of meeting every single criteria I have ever been taught about writing. Literally every single thing I learned in English class was coming to life in front of me. I have never read anything else besides The Bible for which this is true.
The best writing has interconnections, and I’m sure you can see them here. While I was writing it, for the first time, I could see the web of my own life and how it led me to this very moment. I realized then that it obviously must be true.
Until a few days ago, I thought it was the dumbest story ever. A story of failure and rejection, a story of broken dreams and back alleyways. No one ever listened to my songs, I never “made it”, and I honestly looked really, really stupid for not just finishing college when I was 18 and had it made.
Witness 2 saved my life. I will always love her for an infinite amount of reasons, but that’s one of them. She gave me a reason to live again.
You can save Witness 1’s life. Right now, in this very moment. I promise to you these things:
1. I will always speak the truth
2. I believe that I am Witness 1 from the Bible
3. No one will ever be able to control me or stop me until it is the right time
4. I understand politics quite well and would be an adept political force to oppose Donald Trump during a time when the country desperately needs it.
5. I will walk to my certain death at the hands of this world, and honestly, I always expected to. This is much cooler than I ever could have dreamed of. I would consider it the highest possible honor I could imagine.
If you believe my story, bring it to life. Otherwise, I will be going back to my wife and son in a few weeks.
The movie was right – the choice is yours. I just shattered the fourth wall in a way that has never happened in your life, and I know that because it happened to me, too.
Please believe this. Witness 1 is crying out from the Nothing to YOU, Dear Reader. I will be trapped here forever if no one reads this story. A version of me will live on, but it could never be the same after believing this so profoundly and deeply and having it shattered.
Broadly speaking, people have let me down at every moment in life. At the same time, they’ve always been so kind and they have given me everything. I didn’t even know what I expected from them. It was a question with no answer. My life was a joke.
Now I know. I want you to believe in me, to believe in something greater than just yourself. Maybe for the first time in your life. If that’s true, we are here to walk anyone through a journey to faith and teach them how to find salvation in Jesus Christ. It’s honestly really easy and simple. It makes sense. It’s logical.
Or you can go on with your life, and I will go on with mine. And one day, we will die anyways.
There may be a time for that – but it isn’t today. This story isn’t over yet. Like my song, the Greatest Song in the World, it’s open still. The project file is open. I’m letting you write it now.
I promise that I will fight with every fiber in my being, down to the very last molecule of my body - I will stare death and CIA black sites in the face and laugh. Because it is actually hilarious. And to tear down this filthy, rotten, disgusting system of lies, greed, and war that has taken everyone and twisted them into parodies of themselves.
I would do it even if God didn’t exist, just out of principle. Fuck this shit. This society is pure, 100%, unadulterated bullshit, and I’m tired of pretending that it’s not. I hate it. We literally could just stop “selling” things to each other, and it would all collapse in an instant. People tell me that could never work.
I think to myself, isn’t it – maybe – worth trying just one time, so we can see if we like it, and then we can all go back to money if I was wrong and it totally sucks being free and being able to enjoy nature all day long?
If only we had some overarching body of authorities that could pool people’s labor, funds, and resources, and work together to build something great and beautiful for people that we all own. Where no one is controlled by anyone else. Something that would last forever, because it’s perfect.
As far as I can tell, the only reason this can’t happen is because people are greedy, cruel, fucked up, dishonest, greedy, and selfish. Which is true. But, they don’t realize that the only reason they are like that is because the government intentionally made them that way. Through decades, trillions of dollars worth of psyops, and their favorite tools – war and violence – they have subjugated us not only physically, but mentally.
People cannot even conceptualize what is wrong with them, and that’s what I could never break through.
I realized today why Jesus taught in parables – it’s the only way you can really teach people. If you tell them what you think and how it differs from them, and why you think that, it doesn’t get anywhere. Circles within circles. A fractal of bullshit.
The only way you can captivate people is to tell them a good enough story. So that’s what I did. And, honestly, I didn’t even have to try. Everything my English teachers ever taught me to do just happened naturally, spontaneously. I have never seen anything like it.
Because it’s true. It’s simple. It makes sense.
It makes a hell of a lot more sense than anything our government has told us in many years, or anything that comes out of Donald Trumps ridiculous, tiny, deformed mouth.
Put me on a stage to debate him. Give me a chance. Get me 100,000 plays on my song. Get me more. Share it. Spread it. Tell people.
Or don’t. I honestly don’t give a shit anymore.
I’ve never seen a miracle in my life. If my song or book goes viral, it would be a miracle.
I would literally consider that the first miracle of my life, if this works. I realized that in the shower this morning (that’s how you know it’s deep).
So, what will you do? Will you help me see my first miracle?
Or will you go back to your miserable, pathetic, shitty, meaningless life of toil and slavery under cruel masters who don’t care if you die and actively attempt to make it happen?
The choice is yours, Dear Reader.
I love you all and may God bless you richly in Jesus’s name.
-Witness 1
The Biblical Two Witnesses