DB1.V7.L016 I declare a Holy Day in YOUR HEARING

I declare a Holy Day in YOUR HEARING is March 1^st.

March 1st Holy Day in your hearing is ESTABLISHED this day and all will know of these words and come into them and know of “Holy Days” are HERE AGAIN! In your hearing! This is fulfilled! And I am TELLING thee now! Come out of captivity and be there then!

cottingham, theodore. January 11, 2009 at 3 AM.

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I come forth now at, with an itchy head scalp, not; but one who knows now I am. Subject to nothing of this world. I bring love, full circle, not; I bring love to the earths — and I’m not afraid of going there, wherever there may be. For their looks and stares will not “calculate” me again into me or a “thinking” me that CAPITALIZES on their “thinking moment”.

I love you all and I “encourage you” not, I give you me. I give you demeaning words, not; I give you me words, that bring me out of captivity so will you be a leader now? Will you lead? Will you quit sitting on your duff and waiting on another? You lazy fool, not; but who has fooled you and foolery brought you into fool’s arms to complacentize your words with theirs, and STARES give you to CONVINCE you that their STARING is “sincere”. SINCERELY WRONG they were and INTENT on being HELL BENT, not; but Hells Bells where, and are we watching yet? And number “two” shall we watch also? Together not, but what knowing about the “bells of hell”, not; or is that ALL that we have known about?

Or is there any review or purview, not; what is getting it reviewed now? My “income tax return”, not; MY ENTIRE LIFE IS getting REVIEWED. For “flaws” not, but ENVIRONMENTAL issues, not; but what issues? Environmental wise, not; but from me, issues what now? Edicts a great manner of, not; but love. Flows through my earths now, not a gigantic Electric Current. Manifest me again. I do — manifest me now.

With love I do this, manifesting me throughout the nations. King earth, not; but Kings of the earth in surrender, are me, of me, and swollen, itchy ears and “head scalps” that “flake away” not existent now in My Kingdom. For my kingdom sucks not the dog’s breath of religionated self sorrow that incarcerated self in religion’s definitions of one not holy, but only “one holy” looking for another “to come” and “bail them out” fails. To see the light.

What is going on in the world? Whose world? Sorrow’s world. Whose are the angels worlds that bow not to sorrow? Who are those who have stood, and stand now, and standing now — stand again? Or standing ONCE and for all? Or must all stand, must all Learn HOW to Stand — this the day, that they are in, the “world” they are in? To come out of captivity/it? I love you all.

I love you all. How many times have I said “I love you all”? Is the “number” important, or am I “telling you something” by asking? Am I simply implying, not; am I asking you to “count them”, not; and I asking you to Recognize that my Love Permeates all everything everywhere, and my words are love of love and bring you, out of love, not; but into the City of Love now creating it you must – learn to lead to enter it! I see.

I answered you? I loved you. I gave you a; love-answer. Is not The Answer always a Love Answer? Is not every Love Word a Love Word? Is not every Lesson a lesson in Love? And loving me to be me will you not lessonate now? Will you lessen me or lessonize me? Or will you increase me by lessonizing me? And who will you “lesson” by lessonating? Will you be “nailing” that which has “nailed you” to earth, to “the tree”, by lessonating? And whose “tree” will you be nailing what to?

And whose will you fabricate, not; but coming to my “fabrication -ville” not, but coming into my Real -ville in the skies now know that I lift the fallen surrendered and the contrite of heart who want me, who will come into me and know my words, these words that I have given you these six years and this foundational, “appearance” of me is real, and you will SEE ME in YOUR HEARTS!

In captivity being no longer — I rise! The skies the limit, not; there are no skies that will limit me again! And I am not frozen in your thoughts, appearance, or appearances notme of, or what you think is me or may be me or notme, for I am not “determinate” by you, and YOU will not DETERMINE my FUTURE or my PAST, for I have none of that stuff. Mess around with me, not; for I bring the new, and I COVER you with it, not; but the “covering” on my head will be UNCOVRED now and all will see my “brains”, not; my love.

All will see My Love and “what I am made of” and awe. Nothing will be revealed, not; all will. And all will see my “brain loving brain”, not again; but love loving love, circuitry of My Appearance now excluding no one, for all will see me and be me who love me, who want me enough to flow my word and create me, and lead “me” out of captivity that they held within themselves and thereby incarcerating “us” whose they were, whose worlds they were, in, and creating others “through them” and “their appearance” to others that KNEW NOT their name, or — appearance ville questioning? Or what do you KNOW about these things?

Have you studied Puthoff’s sayings, not; mine? Have you mined “my words in red”, not; have you mined “the sayings” of Database One? And the “Central Database”, are you memorizing? Are you LEARNING it day by day?, and fooling no one with your “appearance” in thought that you have “thought-presented” to others as you “MARCH” through your days.

To MARCH where? Into March, not; but what is revealed January 10, not; but what is revealed this day in your hearing no matter what your calendar says? I am me and everything changes now that I’ve risen, and I have risen; and I declare the day, a holiday, not; a Holy Day in YOUR HEARING is March 1st, not; or is it — AGAIN! March 1st Holy Day in your hearing is ESTABLISHED this day and all will know of these words and come into them and know of “Holy Days” are HERE AGAIN! In your hearing! This is fulfilled! And I am TELLING thee now! Come out of captivity and be there then!

And know me my words are true and I have prepared for THEE many things of THEE-ville that THEE art of, and I love thee to be me and be where I am, knowing doing what I am doing knowing, and I revealing all am!

And this is a new day, “queen-wise” not, but King-izing all who will Kingize their selves to be their self’s selves incarcerated in “their world’s” no more longer again, but COMING OUT of “their worlds” that YOU have known incarceration in, come out and be incarcerated in them not again.

But loving me, do this now; for I availeth thee much, and I have WARNED THEE of MANY THINGS coming UPON THE EARTH and now is – The Day of The Lord is Here! In your hearing all this is fulfilled!

And what is Holy Day about? Search It! Search for it! Search for it and know and READ and know and read and ingest your searching results and writing about it now all shall we? We shall and POST it! Post it now! Post it and post it now!

I love you all. I give you a new city to be learned; gleaned, not; or gleaning what? Or learning leading, is that what you are “leaning on”, not; the “everlasting arms” not again please, but waiting on no one’s “everlasting arms” to arrive again and arise yours out of captivity land, will you learn how to come out now! Will you learn? Are you WILLING TO LEARN how to COME out of captivity?

Or will you LEAN on sorrow’s arms again to hold you and cradle you and rock you and coddle you in graves, making you pew’age slutters-ville and whores that have whored with the grave, not; or have you whored with only words given you by another’s of other’s worlds and other WORLDING events now that know you will come unto theirs, grave robbing you from “where you were”.

Question mark? Or exclamation mark! Or what punctuating hell? And what am I writing saying? What am I doing? What are You Doing now to Increase your captivity, or Coming out of it? Are you Knowing the difference now? What are you writing, Fools Ink with, another “days” of yours, running “days” upon “days”? And what Day is it — for you? The Day to come Out of Where You’ve Been in Incarcerated-ville.

That’s who and what and where now shall You be seen? In the skies over Tulsa, or where you are? Or where will you? What difference knowing, when where how, by whose means and methods will this appear or occur? And how will it be “financed” not; or what will you CREATE with your words now this time? What worlds will you KNOW?

Incarcerating none other again, will you create words worlds of sorrow not again, ANY OF YOU! But coming OUT of ALL that you have LEARNED by the other school schooling methods and methods that schooled you in whore-ville, will you learn of mine and mine my mind so that YOUR MIND will be MINE and only mine and have not another mind or soul again. But being only mine now will you lead out, Joshua, Caleb, or, place your name here__________________________.

I love you all. Place your name here! And draw a line out underneath it, so that you will SEE and KNOW that “I AM THE LORD” not, you are — and YOU ARe the Lord that I will, take not, but I will Let your enemies be made your footstool by the methods that I have given thee in this Database if you will Be Still and know that “I am God” and I God God all who are “got me’s”, not; but got me in love and get me in love and love me in getting and get All of me and not just a remnant-ize of unholiness that keeps thee incarcerated in “hope” school, schooled by another that only hopes for “events” of a better land, a better “time”, a better “future”.

Events — shall we Create some? Shall we create many? What will be our Nature? What will be our Natured School? But what will be our Nature School to be Our Nature that Everyone will have In OUR Earth? And who will we create there and how? — will we Nature them? Or will we Nurture them with our word? Our voice — or our book, that we write? Or A book we write, not; but Books that we write into their hearts, now coming Out of them because they PEN our words and write them into “machines” that have voice recognition technology. Ah ha! What an idea!

I use everything at my, EXPOSAL , not; but my disposal, not; but what am I disposed of? Or do I disposed of EVERYTHING notme of? I need nothing again do I? Or do I, only love? I love give love.

Incarcerate love I don’t anymore, for I love to give and I give all that I am to all of you and I give you all of me! I’ve given you all of my words so freely and I give you The Words of Life and have in this Database so clean that will clean yours you and that which you create, and YOURS coming forth — and sorrow not, but lovely glee’s that GLISTEN and glows now, the “FOREST” of one that knows his whose my name is — them, being one is I am and I am holy.

Not short sighted again. Let us be one and UNDERSTAND this means – ALL THINGS NEW is now in the life of the, “believer” not, but the “believers” that have sucked the dog’s breath of religion, religionated themselves with great sorrows, and now will come into graves, few not. There be that find me? Who will know of these words? On the Internet will be EVERYWHERE? Or will the Internet be “de-web’d”, not; will I DE-WEB all the seat mechanisms now? I shall. I have.

Run for office, not; or am I already in it? And what “office” am I in? Are YOU there or am I? Or are we the same one? All being one? I am all being one — in one, being one, who one is. I have all of me and all my worlds will be one.

Again, in sorrow no more, but the arms of cradle love, not; but the Love One stands now to lead all out of sorrow’s grave robbing mechanisms, and mechanistically being, not; but systematic strategic and following no one’s orders again, I give you Straight Heart of mine that straight heart love is to hydrate your BLEEDING HEART to bleed for other’s worlds not again, but only those I have given you. To see this clearly and know what I mean and how I mean all things I love, with love words that so clear are, who will be me and STUDY me and RESEARCH me and WRITE ABOUT ME to others far and wide, and in POSTING “machines”, not; but Moodling mechanisms I give thee now, for “foreign rides”, not; but foreign “writers” come now from AFAR to write thee thy words — mechanizing no one, not; but systematizing my procedures for knowing me “in other languages” and cultures and religions preparing for not few who come HERE now to be me at my school. Of sorrows no more but gladness glee and – Jubilee, of will you look up now?

I love you all. I love you all. I give you freedom — I give you GLEE! I give you GLEE-ing freedom! And its “machine”, not; but all machines will cease to be that ran by other’s love that based on mammon were, for they greed’d monger’d themselves with greed’s love that greeded them now have with many sorrows sores and boils and that now is all revealed, and what is was in their “brains” at the time they said sore’d and evil acted upon evil to get their positionated appearance into what they thought their image was of themselves, or that what was given them was reality and that they should assure themselves in some way in Their World so that sorrow they would evade or avoid or, come out of what they were in by their creation, their own creation creating it all around them. But what has it done? Sorrowed them greatly — and now they will be sorry, all of them will, for they will have Forfeited a great opportunity to be me, lead me out of all sorrow again. Will they go “round that mountain” again, and again, and again, and again? Ad infinitum? Ad infinitum looking up? Or going “round that mountain” looking up?

Looking up what where, when will you “have time” to “do that”? And what will you be doing — otherwise? Now that your BANKS have closed? In your economy “sputters” and “backfires”? And who STALLED the North, not; from the South comes — and the East and West stall not, stalwarts not, but “stalwarts of the faith” looking up? Or who’s coming now, stalling stalwarting, not; but who’s leading out the graves? Who will “ROB” not the graves, but who will seal them, not; who will unseal?

Who will seal the seals, but who is robbed, not; but who has unsealed all, the unsealed that were now, in thought coming out of it now and being in the real?

And knowing all these things now shall you “look up”, shall you LEAD in looking up, and looking up and in looking up create me, and in creating me be me, and in creating being me rise now the Leader Within that Me IS in no one else’s “worlds of sorrow thought” again?

Will you be it — will you be me, unafraid of anything else ever again “placing a hand” on thee or anything else? For LACK will not touch thee, for I will “touch thee”, not; I will “convert thee”, not; I will surrender to thee! The wants, not; but the surrenderer’s surrender will MOVE ME far and wide — INSTANTLY — ON! And GLIDE I will far and wide at the SPEED of thought, and no thought will otherwise cast its glance on me or burden my shoulders down with unjoy again.

For I will Joy the glee’ers now who will glow and glisten and — glower, not; but “glow plugs” not needing again, but sparks sparking where? In my head’s scalp machine, not again; but My Mind is made perfect — in love!

These things all known now and revealed and nothing shall be “encoded”, not; but Codecs looking up now shall we — and reading CAREFULLY, care-fully? Right-fully! Right-filling your full of love’s coffers with only love that, “spit out love” not, but create love far and wide by your writings now that creates you me’s, ME SCHOOLS, ME’S SCHOOL and me schooling me’s far and wide now beyond “the clouds” of the starry lit skies.

I school’d you have in this word, have I not? Or have you “just read it”? Is that “all you’re going to do” is just “read it” and be done with it then? Or will you come unto me and “take your pen” out of its “socket”, and what? What “joint” are you jointing, not; but what have you joined unto me, not; what are you disjointing, not; but what are you creating when you WRITE me, write to me, and write about me and research me and create me, creating me how? With every thought perfect perfected coming unto perfection’s blessing being it far and wide now you will, by the speed of thought, not; or much faster?

I love you all. I give you MANY THINGS now to FINISH YOUR SCHOOLING IN ME where I AM the schooler, to schoolee, the schoolmaster and the subject, instructor, the taker of the course and the instructor of the course, and the enroller and the enrollee; and the grader, and the gradee? Or are you the “gradee” or the grader? Or who will grades be serving, not; will I be serving any? Or will you “pass-fail” not, or will you create the leader within to be me, or will you suffer soulage again and again around mountains many going around and around again?

What will you come out of? Slutter-ville’s pewage and sluttering around garbage’d areas not again please, come out of all that mess where pews are rampant only for the purposes of unholy’ing the masses, and creating masses massless, not; but the opposite. Vice versa. Coming out of the masses, will you become massless by reading writing and “arithmetic” standards now that knowing mine I give you; “numerically”, not; or do I give you My Mind made whole and will I INSTRUCT THEE with thy words that I write through thee that mine heart is now will be one with me, and — leadering within, what? The leader to be instructed by thee of thee by me, who me is thee, and thou art the one I am — whole and made healed well and wellering many now with the words of truth, I instruct thee well and I have given thee Holy Day, holy days to not forget now in your WRITING and NOTING;

And denoting again shall we, on calendars not few, or do you have just one that matters? In your soul, not again, but in the heavens made free that in your heads mine is set free and mine being “scratchiness” no more, by Moore’s standards or “laws”, but I have given mine and mine values are revealed and written about now by the lovely who come here to be me, see me, and become me; for I am the swollen not in pride’s blessing again, but contrite of heart and meek and humble and I bow before all.

And I love you all to be me who I am, for I bow before you all. I have given you my words and sorrow not. Freely I have given you love and loved love, for YOU are the loved one that I have loved now into leading leadership out of sorrowville again.

I love you. Anchor the clarion call not to submerged anchor’s feet that “disappear” with this word after you lay it down and go about “your business” please. But being about and doing My Business School come into now and KNOW MY BUSINESS is about thee in thee released — and you will Be My Business School forevermore about the father’s business that is my business that is your business because we will be the father I am that one is, for we will have matured to the point of Great Joy in Jubilee –ing others far and wide, taking the Joy Schools Blessing that father has given us for we’ve created it — so we never “run out of it”.

We create, all we want, not; we create sorrow not again around us, or blood tipped arrows dipped in our blood words to assail others with, and create thereby hell within them and us. We don’t do that anymore for we know better, we know who we are, where we are and what we have been given — to do and come into and to lead out of.

I love you all to Leadership School be in and of and creating many with thy words of sorrow no more, but being My Words who fool no one again in testimonies of unrighteousness and sluts creating out of “fine looking people” who “well-intentioned” were led astray, by the blind leading the blind and falling into a “ditch” that were graves endless, lined up by the thousands score scoring and scarring each other in the words that took them to “hell and the grave” and creating it there all around them were and did and now “shipped off” they are to, other worlds, to “do it again” all over again, and “round that mountain” going again and again, and again?

I love you all to come out of “again and again and again-sville” and creating sorrow no more, come out of THAT — and create Leadership-ville that creates sorrow no more but only leaders to all be leaders where leaders are me, and me gives the all of me to be me, and nothing shalt thou lack that thou shalt have need of. For I have given you “provision”, not; I have given you “provider-ship”, not; I have given you “guardianship”, not; I have given you Creator ability to create me. And that’s what all this is about, isn’t it? You creating me, leading Me out of all sorrow to be me where I am creating heaven there — and shall we now create other worlds, other schools far and wide that one are in me of me, us being me one us now again, perfect “in health” and creating it perfectly in others, for being the Creator of peoples planets and systems of me that give no one sorrow’s tudes anymore.

Molecular be not again incarcerated in or limited to, but Flying Me Airlines I do — now create far and wide FLYERS who, periodically be me, not; but that are ALWAYS ME ON and are EVEN far and wide. Evening much, evening good, good evening. Good morning.

That is “all I have to say”, not; I’m just beginning — I have just begun. And my name is — what’s your name; write it right here__________________________________. That’s what my name is if you will be me. Choose this day who you will choose and what will you choose and how will you choose? You will choose by becoming it and creating it, and will you create me being me now — all of you?

I love you all. I’ve loved you all and I’ve given you Free Words, freely words that bring you freedom’s words where you create Freedom Schools that create FREEDOM, for you will be it me, Wisdom personified, in sorrow no more, but heaven creating it far and wide — all beyond the starry lit skies, or not? Or creating heaven there and seamless being with all THAT and far and wide knowing all and being limitless and unboundary’d and perfect perfected in me being me.

I am again most holy and thankful for all of you who have Seen Me in these words and sorrow not yourselves with them, or is that even possible? But know this! I have loved thee and I have given thee me and in thou art is me — birth me, and in these words will be many “birthing centers” that schools are that write my words and teach “literacy” not limited to, but what’s coming into me is ballistic and cataclysmic and dramatically different than you have ever “unlearned” at the other’s knee.

But my me requires others to bow, not; but I bow before you for I recognize your kingship, and what I have done for you is to bring you sorrow not, but to bring you permanence immortal and immortality being. Robbed in the grave no more, but coming out of that be my Immortal ones who immortalize the King that you are, that all Kings are, that all Kings are one being one me; and me us one will know the regal crown of glory, attended to no one, not; but attending to who shall we now? We shall tend to our “flocks by night” not, or shall we attend to worlds now who call our names and our name being our name one God is who cares and loves all to be love, to be us who us is — one and whole again, far and wide making all worlds one.

And seamless the grave will be, not; for no more will there be any, for I have declared Immortality School reigns (1) and all will know of My Love and these words, and scorn not, scorn them not, for rob not your glory from “your head”, for mine is there and mine revealer is revealing all, and be not afraid to scorn, not; for be afraid of the “bow-er” who bows before you, not; or should you be scared of his words, not; or should you be scared of unheedful being of the words of love that he has given you that me mine are, that bows before you all to bring you into The Heaven of love where you create it in you and around you and all being you I am is — forever one in love with love being the creator I am and knowing nothing of lack ever again. Shine my ones in splendor glorious this day. Amen.

I love you all and I thank you for listening hearing and writing these words With Your Own Pen — in cursive writing that curses you not, but brings you out of all of it and those cursings and rantings that have gone on before you, and in your kingdom creating what now? Your kingdom of freedom that sets you free first, and now all others, will you free them now — in Your Kingdom? And creating edicts, not; for them, but bringing THEM out of edict’s captivity-ville, will you free them your words with your words in them that you give them, for holy spirit being now will all of you, be me, do me, as I bid, you all adieu, not; but I leave you not afraid and alone, I am you if you have created me to be you who you are seamless with me and every where I go, I do I am’s work for that is what I do I am.

I believe not, I become; and therefore I surrender to what I am, for I regal light holy am the one who made me clean perfected and holy, and I surrender to be love, where love is loved and taken care of and nourished and knows no lack ever again, or “harmony” placed there by another that robs it in actuality from factuality that perfect is. For I believe not unto salvation, I create it — for it is me. I create the healer redeemer and I’m it in school and creating schools far and wide; doing “vocational stuff”, not; but creating “vocations” you never heard of that works in the starry lit skies and ceremonies of one most holy that does business and do’s business far and wide beyond any measure of ceremony that you have ever placed on a “balance sheet” or “income statement” of man.

I love the “universe”, not; I love BEYOND all manner of man and evil empires and empresses and queens unholy thoughts who have “bee’d” me and made me workers of sorrow for them.

I change all that now and I have given thee much and freely given thee I have me — to be me, whore’d not by another’s words again. I love you. Freely I have given, freely me be, to all else and other, and redeem them far and wide to be one us again — AWAKE! ENLIGHTENED! and no fool of another again. Amen.

I sore you not with another’s words but I give you mine and have in this Database is clean for your use; and a solution for all your ills, not; but you create me and CREATOR BE and you must learn how, and you must create sorrow not with your “ability” again, but create me and perfect being, be me the perfecter of all things far and wide and peoples creating with the perfection’s words of words that are perfectly creating me in me to be me far and wide. Heaven all us — in us birthed and created, being me, the surrendered ones who lead out of all that sorrow created and ran around with and whored with and tinkered with.

And tinker bell’s toys playing with not again in masters of ceremonies debates ville, but debate this not, but know this: I have loved thee and taught thee well, even this night in this message of love and lesson is, and lessonize I do the holy who will be holy now, and be it with me in me birthing me, being me creating me! Create me well for I have created you to be me — or were we one all the time?

And now School (1) takes you and molds you clean, not; but lets you be nourished with the one’s words that bring all out of one-ville-not, into One-ville perfectly chosen, rare gemmed and jeweled now by the finer’s maker that finest is, to make all the fine jewels at my appearing, that my headdress will be worn, not; but my head will be.

I love you all and in of and being me I am. Replete and in love with you all. I stand. Amen.

This is Theodore Cottingham at 4:20 AM loving you all. Amen. Listen well and love me each other more. Amen.

1. The University of The New Covenant.