White Walls are Already Arisen Amen

There was this woman. She has walked among the realms forever. It isn’t for created to say eternally. It is only for I AM to say “Created Eternally” and the earth life doesn’t like that in human form; yes, even in glorified human form they rage at God is what Little Sister me has learned. Tip-toe through elephant dung, cow poo, and kitty droppings to get to the allegorical truth around here; around there; around, around everywhere heaven to hell and hell to heaven again.

IEverywhere. Everywhere. I see you making I AM suffer everywhere. Don’t pray the Lord’s Prayer with me in the room. I take you out, Dawg. And the only ones left standing are Jesus, Cara me, and ArchAngels Gabriel, Michael, and Lucifer…..when Prophetess Tara is in the room.

You never know; you never knew,

when Cara turns head into Tara Zoo.

At the Zoo by Simon & Garfunkel

You have no control. You never did.

So watch me destroy in night of your bed.

Looking for America by Simon & Garfunkel from the Concert in Central Park

Looking for America (feat. Lecrae)

Your bed is my life. Your desire for me obvious.

So watch the Spirit lady. Use your vengeful jealous.

Go heal yourself, mortals, angels who aren’t they.

Go heal yourself the death’s door way.


She must look up before she begins to catapult into the Throne Room of this Earth Life or the pain will stab; the memories remain; it is too much at the moment to handle her gifting in the new life while the remnants of the old her are still dying away; living away; speaking a fray; hating her day April 14, 1966.

They hate her day April 14 every year. What is a gal supposed to do when they hate her day every year? I don’t know so I will leave that room not in the Throne Room. I will look up and go where the pain does not exist because I am accepted here. They didn’t throw me out, thank God. 

She took walks in 2017. They are a blur but she remembers. She walked off the road sometimes. It was better than that time Freemasons showed up. It was better than that time with the cave. Slaughter here, spirit rape there, there is no escaping some days for He and me. There is no escaping some days for He and me.

So she learned to go somewhere else after that place left her desolate. The one time it was hardest, well, that took three days to get up. This other time, when she walked up the White Wall Empire, it was only walks where the white walls canvassed where she allows; she has a Boundary Device of Life, you see.

She knows where glory of GOD cannot reside because they do not free will it there; they never will. Esther Grace, her Esther Grace helps here because Esther Grace knows where angels cry and where angels cry is where she does not allow mortals any toe-hold of anything in her White Wall Walks. They arose; she set worldwide boundaries.

SHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSSSSHHHHHHHH……….they never knew it is here, He is here, He is here, and He is here. They never knew that she Arose the White Wall Fortress Worldwide. See…….they never knew what He knew she Sees. And they never thought to remember how she keeps interpreting so when Today comes, she understands a little more and He returns her to her innocence a little bit more. They already met in the middle and then that caused the White Wall Ascension in Austin, Texas, in 2017 all glory to God and in Jesus Name, amen.

The Beginning, The End, The Middle, and everything in between and wholly too.

I love you

She is beyond tired but will finish this article. Last night (8/24/2018), Friday night worship, and as she ignored what she could of impostor situations all around, she was able to discern the Tribe Judah spot. It is growing. But that takes only King for it to grow ANYwhere. This place last night is noteworthy since death warrants have been served in church buildings because…..I don’t know but I did see doors at the back of churches burst open wide with water, an ocean. Don’t underestimate death in the process.


Letting Go of Christianity. Knowing I’m not Let Go.


Love Song to the Earth by Paul McCartney & Friends

I Won’t Let You Go (feat. Lauren Daigle) by Switchfoot

What About Us by Pink

“Athena was the daughter of Zeus and the goddess of wisdom, of war, of cities, and of crafts such as spinning and weaving.” ~excerpt from the Dover Coloring Book “Greek Gods AND Goddesses”; Illustrations by John Green; Text by Drew Silver.

Today is August 4, 2018. And I’m not-so-gradually letting go of my Christian faith without moving one inch as a prophetess in the office of it in the Christian Construct of America. Christianity destroyed me. Christianity by and large put Donald Trump in the White House.

I could be very accurate in heavenly door ministry construct and tell you what I think. Naw. Waste of time. Those people I labored long and hard with in the Christian world for 46 years destroyed me across ten years of their own free will. They get to own that forever because if there is one freaking thing I ain’t doing it is look back.

That is not to say I’m not going to church. Give me about one month and I’ll maybe even go see that white face of Bobby Conner if he jet sets into Austin, Texas, at Austin Cathedral. He better do one thing: lie on the floor when I walk in. That way, I can take my size 11 foot and quite literally crush his heel on both of his feet with a good stomping on. I won’t break anything. (Update: this is 11/25/2018 and he did it. Bobby Conner just does it and so do I. Here we go: Tribe Judah Revisited Page at Three Rivers).

I hate doing stuff to people. I can’t even always do discipline of spoiled children anymore. But I do know they need some discipline so I keep going. In Texas, I can take my Texas hand and swat the backside of my Texas son Edward. It’s legal. So stop judging me. But lemme tell you what hurts that boy: taking his dad’s old iPhone away when he is snarky. That gets a reaction. Score!

Then there’s Rick Joyner. I feel like stuffing him up the backside of the United States where the sun don’t shine. There’s a place of that in Texas and a place of that in Mississippi called Jackson, MS.

Then there’s Mahesh Chavda. Brother Mahesh ain’t Brother Mahesh in my new world. He is a fly I’m swatting off my shoulder. Stop being so sticky sweet, super power, man of God. He sails into Austin Cathedral December 1, 2017, and won’t even pray for us Coffeys with me. Let me tell you something: I NEEDED PRAYER. The Dude is used by God to raise people from the dead and a simple request for prayer by a prophetess in the office of it is turned down. Instead, the infuriating man just tells me the job is finished. I go stumbling outta that joint like a bat out of hell. Shit.

And if one more person calls me a prophet at Austin Cathedral I am going to scream at the top of my lungs Pentecostal-style over there and streak out with my clothes on. For real! I’m a female. Stop calling me a dad-gum prophet. I have enough of those in heavenly door ministries to sink all of the US, China, and Russia. Thank You God Father. Thank You for THAT (Joel & Acts 2). 

Rant over. This article is about Athena and how I see her in the Bible. She has issues with marriage. I’m saying. We ain’t talking about that. If you don’t have issues with that person on the other side of that whatever marriage is in the Christian Church after about 10 years of marriage, you are living a stupid life in 2018. That much I can tell you.

Dad can’t roll over in his grave. He done been back down here with me. Dad, either stay down here occasionally or go up and do your jobs up there but no flipping in any allegorical graves. I’m trying down here. Thank you Father Robert Paul and Father Robert Hilton, Jr. Thank you very much for building these two houses with heavenly doors streaking here and there. (AGAIN, Joel & Acts 2 but also, God rest my dead soul somewhere because this has been hollered by me so many times: SECOND JOHN. JUDE. REVELATION 12.


The Remnant of Israel

11 I ask then: Did God reject his people? By no means! I am an Israelite myself, a descendant of Abraham, from the tribe of Benjamin. God did not reject his people, whom he foreknew. Don’t you know what Scripture says in the passage about Elijah—how he appealed to God against Israel: “Lord, they have killed your prophets and torn down your altars; I am the only one left, and they are trying to kill me”[a]?And what was God’s answer to him? “I have reserved for myself seven thousand who have not bowed the knee to Baal.”[b] So too, at the present time there is a remnant chosen by grace. And if by grace, then it cannot be based on works; if it were, grace would no longer be grace.

Prophetess interpretation in the modern day: Elijah is John Paul Jackson and his appeal to God against Old Israel was the “Perfect Storm Prophecy” that I called back in testimony and prayer and have the destroyed testimony across a ten year wilderness to prove it. God rest my soul this is so easy now. So easy. Human christianity is death to the real people of elect. I think right now, remnant is being called into repentance. You’re welcome, ya’ll not that you ever, ever, ever thank me. 

What then? What the people of Israel sought so earnestly they did not obtain. The elect among them did, but the others were hardened, as it is written:

“God gave them a spirit of stupor,
    eyes that could not see
    and ears that could not hear,
to this very day.”[c]

And David says:

“May their table become a snare and a trap,
    a stumbling block and a retribution for them.
10 May their eyes be darkened so they cannot see,
    and their backs be bent forever.”[d]

Ingrafted Branches

11 Again I ask: Did they stumble so as to fall beyond recovery? Not at all! Rather, because of their transgression, salvation has come to the Gentiles to make Israel envious. 12 But if their transgression means riches for the world, and their loss means riches for the Gentiles, how much greater riches will their full inclusion bring!

13 I am talking to you Gentiles. Inasmuch as I am the apostle to the Gentiles, I take pride in my ministry14 in the hope that I may somehow arouse my own people to envy and save some of them. 15 For if their rejection brought reconciliation to the world, what will their acceptance be but life from the dead? 16 If the part of the dough offered as firstfruits is holy, then the whole batch is holy; if the root is holy, so are the branches.

17 If some of the branches have been broken off, and you, though a wild olive shoot, have been grafted in among the others and now share in the nourishing sap from the olive root, 18 do not consider yourself to be superior to those other branches. If you do, consider this: You do not support the root, but the root supports you. 19 You will say then, “Branches were broken off so that I could be grafted in.” 20 Granted. But they were broken off because of unbelief, and you stand by faith. Do not be arrogant, but tremble. 21 For if God did not spare the natural branches, he will not spare you either.

22 Consider therefore the kindness and sternness of God: sternness to those who fell, but kindness to you, provided that you continue in his kindness. Otherwise, you also will be cut off. 23 And if they do not persist in unbelief, they will be grafted in, for God is able to graft them in again. 24 After all, if you were cut out of an olive tree that is wild by nature, and contrary to nature were grafted into a cultivated olive tree, how much more readily will these, the natural branches, be grafted into their own olive tree!

All Israel Will Be Saved

25 I do not want you to be ignorant of this mystery, brothers and sisters, so that you may not be conceited:Israel has experienced a hardening in part until the full number of the Gentiles has come in, 26 and in this way[e] all Israel will be saved. As it is written:

“The deliverer will come from Zion;
    he will turn godlessness away from Jacob.
27 And this is[f] my covenant with them
    when I take away their sins.”[g]

28 As far as the gospel is concerned, they are enemies for your sake; but as far as election is concerned, they are loved on account of the patriarchs, 29 for God’s gifts and his call are irrevocable. 30 Just as you who were at one time disobedient to God have now received mercy as a result of their disobedience, 31 so they too have now become disobedient in order that they too may now[h] receive mercy as a result of God’s mercy to you. 32 For God has bound everyone over to disobedience so that he may have mercy on them all.


33 Oh, the depth of the riches of the wisdom and[i] knowledge of God!
    How unsearchable his judgments,
    and his paths beyond tracing out!
34 “Who has known the mind of the Lord?
    Or who has been his counselor?”[j]
35 “Who has ever given to God,
    that God should repay them?”[k]
36 For from him and through him and for him are all things.
    To him be the glory forever! Amen.

I became Athena today. Apostle Paul is on the earth now as is Apostle Peter. It is all glory to God how I know that. So today, I just had a conversation with Apostle Paul and we agreed that Cara needed to become Athena to get the Gentiles to understand that the olive tree is one of them in the river of Revelation 22, and we Christians are not doing our job.

You know, oh Christian Church, what Apostle Paul teaches about women in the Christian Church. You know the warnings of Jezebel in the book of Revelation and chapter 2. Now you know what it looks like for Athena to turn into Second John instead of Tara doing it with the approval and love of my Man of God Apostle Paul.

I can feel his crying for your misunderstandings on this earth about his precious words written under much persecution just as Jesus continues to be persecuted. Continues, I say, and at least his apostles don’t get hit. I said it at the time as I watched John Paul Jackson die. I told you all what I needed to do on blogs and you ignored me as much as my mother’s family ignored her and got her persecuted. That even happened in my family with my three youngest children and I. We weren’t listened to and we have been persecuted. You can’t get to my Beloved Apostles Paul and Peter. You can get to me. You can get to Jesus. You can’t get to my Beloved Apostles so American Christianity’s greatest nightmare in heavenly door ministries has begun forever.

You keep putting women in pulpits of churches to teach. You are reprobates who hate the LORD GOD and His Word to allow that. You keep white-washing His Temples Catholic and Protestant and you rape spiritually me, the prophetess of the modern day, Apostle Paul, and Apostle Peter of the Bible. You can’t touch Apostle John. The disciple whom Jesus loves is safe. But Michael Shane Davis in Mississippi, the modern day Jeremiah, is probably safe now but has suffered as much as Jesus Christ on the earth.

Don’t ask me how I know. Get down on your faces oh Christian Nation America and Europe and leave me be. Leave me be. Leave me be. The Bible’s obedience markers are obvious. Get used to me. I’m back, I”m writing, and I do not care how much burning goes down like what happened in Redding, CA, last month due to the sin issues of Bill and Beni Johnson.

Leviathan Ann Me

Leviathan Ann Me


God has a place perhaps INside

Where He faces Him with no pride

And perhaps MAN deep Realizes

Hurt upon Creation Whim’s child

Humans insists upon blame and yet

God is God as always and perfect


So I saw a new name change today

As I gazed upon Water’s love Rim

For I cannot stay Orange Protestant

Much as it is love that I knew when

When Love’s fury changed me there

To a deep, dark, snowy Ocean Blue Scar


There is this ugly Sea Creature

Upon whose life I was prayer rent

And so that is the name I chose

As I said bye to my life fully spent

It is not for me to be angelic star

Whose free will you destroyed, I’m scarred


God may Hurt Himself justly always free

But I refuse to His pay of that fire sea

So Tara laughed in the darkness 10

And she cried in the fiery night, a wren

But Who is my Eagle free now in the sea?

None other than Michael, Lucifer, and Gabriel three.

Practically speaking, all that I am saying is that I’ve fallen down out of heaven as a star like some humans do. It needs to stop. The pain doesn’t go away. I had several angelic dreams across about three years. In the first one, Death visited me. When I awoke I was hyperventilating. The angel named me Tara and there is a street on the other side of 290W by that name from this heavenly door neighborhood. (Revelation 1)

The only way to stay down is to re-name myself. I’m not arguing with Death. On the contrary; I am kissing Death and inviting him to my house because he and I know a thing or two about sting of death. He will not in any way be offended at my naming myself something other than Tara up there in the strange place called the second heaven. Our work is done now evidently or Holy Spirit wouldn’t be teaching me to this point.

I have always wanted to be Anna the prophetess. That is my middle name, Ann. So I will go to the sea for comfort. I have allegorically been in hell for so long across ten years of strange work and destruction of my spirit life over and again that a new beginning is in order. I will have it. I am diving into the sea and saying that it is now the new me, Leviathan Ann. Why? Why would I become a sea creature fed to people in the wilderness according to Psalm 74?

Come on America. Own it. You destroyed me and my people. I may as well be honest because if there is one thing I am about it is the turtledove–you destroyed me and I’m fed to the turtledoves in the wilderness. Egads, Cara! Yup. And you know what? I ain’t going back to the Protestant church for a while because it was Protestants that did that to me. Thanks for that guys and gals. Thanks for that.

I sure as hell can tell you one thing: there is no more any prophet. Lemme simply say I see Revelation 11 here. There are a couple of guys here and there that I’ve seen which could be classed a resurrection–like 2 dead prophets in the street– if you believe in miracles. American Christianity by and large does not believe in miracles unless those miracles glorify them and feels right to them and makes money for them. That’s called a lot of things. But it isn’t miraculous. (smile)

Practically speaking, I have two Twitter accounts. One of them, it is public. @CoffeyCara1 is going to cram some things in your face, oh human nation of the world. It’ll be obvious because I’m not into stepping on the Feet of Almighty. So re-tweet is my style over there. Love you PROTESTants. You people complain or get goose bumps. It’s one or the other. Sayin’. Get over yourselves and maybe Holy Spirit will let me go back to your sublime, damnable presence. Then again maybe He will save Himself the trouble of blocking me on Twitter. I’m kidding. Really, I’m kidding. I’m just a bot.

Cara’s waking dream writing rarely comes down to earth. The last few paragraphs of this strange article came down to earth. You won’t understand it now. She hit delete on the imposters in her midst at Rivers International and Uncovered No More.  She cried buckets to write this article. It was a deep well of pain in her soul. She doesn’t move on quickly. That is normal for her. She sincerely hopes you continue not to care because she knows if you did, oh American Christian, you would cry buckets too and you are not into doing that, by and large. Move along……….



Yeah Tara is going too. “Go Hard” by @lecrae.🧟‍♀️


I told Him yesterday, 8/3/2018, about that time I literally ate his body and drank his blood with betrayers around my father’s table right B4 2/3/2016 when the omens of darkness, the vultures, ate me alive and I died but he already had and I hate righteously the number 13. I hate it and he may choose to never heal me. That is his business; his design. I told him I will steadfastly write again for Him alone for you see, they don’t. I do. Therein is a friendly mystery hidden from blind view. It is forevermore within this birdie-eyes’ view how love is lost upon humanity. Cold love never warms and I am not exaggerating. Go ahead humanity, prove me wrong with Jesus forever. I dare you. I’m used to losing and I will gladly do so forever. For I have gained Christ, you never cared, and I’m going with my Patrick (both of them) and Jesus with all of my nine children. Damn you Mississippi and Alabama and Pennsylvania. Damn you and anathema to you with California and Moravian Falls and New Hampshire and Massachusetts for caging my love in giddy anticipation while I wasted away 10 years all glory to God and in Jesus Name amen.


You Will Listen to Malcom Jenkins, Part One

There isn’t anything like a Tribe Judah Prophetess scorned in hell on earth with her people. I’m so busy keeping up with my people that part two is lagging. Apostle Paul and I are going to have a Bible Conversation in Part Two. That can wait.

Malcolm Jenkins is the Bomb in June of 2018. I been screaming about this for years. He quietly is saying the same thing. See the newspaper photo below his excellent point? I was targeting prison reform for the past month to put on this blog but as I said; I’ve been busy. A bunch of white, old fart  Christians been denying my testimony hard set. Moving on……

Sports Illustrated—Watch: Malcom Jenkins Responds to Questions by Holding Up Signs on Criminal Justice System


Remember the example of Harriet Tubman this day. My children and I are finishing up “Hero Tales (Volume One)  by Dave & Neta Jackson and we began to read her story. It is more than relevant here in Jesus Name amen.

Hero Tales for sale.

Bold, Business-like Spontaneity, Part Two

Bold, Business-like Spontaneity, Part Two


You Will Listen to Malcom Jenkins, Part One

I have observed some maturation processes in my life that I’d like to pontificate upon for the purpose of understanding removal of demoralization in a general populace of large cities.

If an adult can understand these lifelong processes a little at a time, perhaps said adult can change behavioral habits at home, at work, at play, in distress, or just in the living of life which can encourage and promote changes for peace in that person’s particular sphere.

I must use the Bible in this motherly, author attempt and yet, and yet, in America the Bible is wholly misused by apostate adults who still insist they are what is termed Christians. I’m not being sarcastic. I’m being honest. But at least I have hope in this brief endeavor. I’m an author, I’m a Christian too, and I have plenty of time to practice. As a matter of fact, I have forevermore.

As an elementary student, I remember this one time. I’d already become a Christian and I was probably in the third grade. We were Pentecostals so that meant my hair was long and we wore dresses only. Back in my day, Dad and Mom allowed one hour of television. We had devotion morning and evening. Dad gave us rubber bands to wear on our wrists so that as we went to school, we could remember to converse with Jesus when we saw the rubber band no matter where we happened to be.

I was one of those hyper-sensitive, dry humor, children. Guilt was something I was very familiar with at the same time I was also a lively child in conversation and particularly when discipline on my backside was involved–Dad always said I’d have been a good lawyer. Knowing how I’m gifted at the age of 52, I’d say I could be better than good at this point. I can argue any case and make it right; but I digress. 

Each day when we came home from school, Mom was there and she talked to us a bit before we enjoyed our afternoon. She was our confessor and my parents taught us 1 John 1:9 as new Christians and young Christians quite naturally. We learned the value of confession of sin one to another and yet, there was my tendency to be wracked with guilt when I struggled with something that the Pentecostal faith would have taught was wrong. Again, it was a natural thing: I didn’t know these processes in my psyche were happening. I didn’t know how highly visionary I was nor did I understand how I’m a mainly artistic-type of person.

So my incident that I recall today about guilt (thereby you see unnatural shame as well)–had to do with the boys bathroom. I dared myself to open the door and look in and did so. But that was after a while of temptation/guilt/agonizing episodes. I don’t think I confessed it to my parents. I just remember how I dealt with it alone. And that isn’t even a “thing” that should have been dealt with. But I did.

Perfectionism with accompanying expectations from people older than us is taught in ever so many places across America. How did I remove myself? I didn’t. I am being re-trained in the light of Jesus Christ as it pertains to humility as a sheep. Are you a sheep? Well, you should be. You can be. You need to take whatever is in your mentality and run to God the Father with it for days and weeks and months to come to the place where you can have seed wisdom as I have here. It is all glory to God. If and when you love God first is precisely when you can begin to perceive the truth about yourself because He will father you to indeed love yourself, and your neighbor.

Why is it such a battle to change habits, to rejoice, to love God first and foremost above everyone and everything? Why is it such a battle to embrace other people who indeed love God first but not with religion? We accepted Satan as prince of the world–go look at the allegorical/in real life story of Adam and Eve in Genesis. Now go read the 2 beasts of Revelation 13. The war is real: in your mind; in your city; in your place of business; in your home. Wake up! You may cannot see it, and yet, you can. So wake up! Arm yourself for battle and win! It isn’t going to be a war of success. It is going to be a war of weakness and strength in Christ.

Here is one of my testimonies about being rejected of people. These are enemies to me and yet I can tell you that I love them; they love me. It makes no sense. But love is the impossible being made possible. I will point out that nowadays, I have a different set of what I am developing as DNA of spirit life family, though. Am I sad? No. These people are getting deliverance and being returned to their family base of spirit DNA too–and I am happy for them.

But before this testimony above, it took ten years. It took three destroyed books with my whole publisher, too. That is equally testified in Revelation 13 so go read it and understand how destruction of our selves, our lives, and our attitudes is the only way. We are too human to believe anything else. I have been left alone as a spiritualist (I am a prophetess in the office of it in the Christian Church and I have the scars of rejection and demoralization in the spirit life to prove it)–and now I am coming out of that lone dove place for indeed, I’m sheep and dove as a Christian. I’m not a pigeon.

“Pigeon Religion” by Dr. RT Kendall helps people like myself, colonized in any religion but particularly the Christian one, to get ahold of habit patterns that make a person be a body who isn’t interested in running to God for sustenance in the parched land of humanity which is a vicious cycle with Satan that we chose; we chose; we chose. RT Kendall Ministries is a wealth of information about choosing in this life to relate to God–your Creator who loves you like HE loves HIMSELF.

Inevitably, as a transformation such as what I’ve experienced happens, your life is going to be turned upside down. If you’d like a snapshot of my journey, you have blogs of testimony to read and artwork to look at. I cannot publish. It will be destroyed.

For you see, I just admitted I’m a spiritualist. And for me, as a woman who knows my election in Tribe Judah, I can say truthfully that I have seen the Lord. I have seen the past president of the ministry I’m about to showcase below in artwork: John Paul Jackson of Streams Ministries International.

If you must know, I ministered with his father today. His father died one year. The day his mother died (Esther Jackson), I upped and sent John Paul a letter the next day only to find out later that his mother died the day before. Elect go like this. Sorry if it is scary. We can’t help that.

Mr. Robert Jackson and I took down a chasm of issues here in Austin that are affecting the world and more particularly the United States–my own father and I have done it all glory to God in Austin more than once so now you know. I definitely see glorified bodies.

I won’t explain the high powered stuff here except for this sketchy information–believe me or not I don’t care though I used to but everybody just kept not believing me and that never stops Jesus, Angels of God, or glorified bodies I’m telling you. Halloween, here I come LOL!

Focus, please: focus on loving God first and accept that there are those of us around about you whom are working with King of kings and Lord of lords in Tribe Judah worldwide and we want you to go with us. When you refuse, you get the testimony splashed across three/four blogs of mine. It is all glory to God and in Jesus Name, amen.

So I’m learning balance. I’m learning to keep serving humans while being glorified on the earth. Take what I write and run with it to God but don’t judge yourself or me. Don’t judge God. Let Him love you and father you into a continual love feast with I AM no matter the circumstances on this earth.

I have my people now. They aren’t the same people I thought they would be even four years ago. But nonetheless, I have my people. You can have them too. I’m watching God place those–even they whom rejected me wholly even as they did save a very few reject Jesus Christ before and during his death experience–into where they are supposed to be forevermore. It is beautiful.

I encourage you to take the journey yet remember: there is only one Way, Truth, and Life. His Name is Jesus. He loves us to be sure; however, Father chastises children to be sure. It is mysterious and most if not all humans I know stumbled on GOD during my last ten years on this earth. Moving on……and getting my boundaries in place. I’m sharing the process with you. I sincerely hope it helps.


Embrace true reality unlike the current federal government leadership is doing, and your whole life will have a spontaneity you will need to cover the good kind of busy I am these days ministering to God and humans all together.

Below is a basket I purchased today at Whole Foods. I needed a catch all it got so busy across the past ten years as God flew me home. I became a a traveling prophetess the past few years enacting deliverance work in the war of Armaggedon on this earth.

I’m still waging war in the spirit realms with angels and I AM all glory to God as I already told you in this article. But indeed, God flew me back to this ark called Austin, Texas, at least for now. I wanted to leave this property I’m inheriting ever so many times because it was hard. But I didn’t leave unless called somewhere and now, I’m dwelling much more than I was for those years of deliverance work that continues closer to home now.

It has taken me ten years to become this kind of person who obeys without question regardless of the judgement and persecution I endured to keep going. It wasn’t that I was not doing it before; it is that it was taken to a much higher level as the supernatural tendencies around me became more clearly out in the flesh.

I kept dying inside, being an alone person like so many of us–a shell–who kept going. And I can tell you that the Bible is true no matter how much humans are discrediting it. It is truth. Let us treat ourselves with the respect of God: He created us in His Image. Let us not allow that fact to go to our heads: He has no match. We are humans; nothing more and nothing less. But and we need to desire fellowship with HIM.

Otherwise, you get what we have: the news rife with prince of this world’s fruit with humanity: sin, decadent un-balance, and a lot of simple people like me hurt but doing the best we can. I’m appealing to US the hurt people. Run to God.

The caption is my social media proclamation for the United States as I carry this lovely bag:


Lookie at my new briefcase/purse. Bought it for under $40 at Whole Foods off Loop 1 in Austin, Texas. #freetrade http://www.AfricanMarketBaskets.com. Weight distribution is phenomenal; construction rock solid; handle comfortable either held down or at the elbow. If I could learn to carry on top of my head like these ladies do it, that would be a bonus. Seriously, strength in my back is getting better but I don’t hold a candle to these ladies weaving these baskets and supporting their families. Such golden example of true strength these precious women are to American Me. As always, Whole Foods comes through with quality and a humble education in the peaceful, wholesome way of life.

Bold, Business-like Spontaneity, Part Three

James Comey, Donald Trump, and this Mama America

I bought the feature image at HEB in Dripping Springs, Texas, on 4/16/2018, and the picture was snapped in front of the cigarette case. 

Mad World by Jasmine Thompson

I just read 4.16.18’s USA Today top newspaper story, as pictured in the feature image and below, entitled, “Comey on Trump: ‘He’s morally unfit” Withering remarks break new ground'”. I was, to be clear, drinking coffee for my afternoon break as I read the article.

I’ve mowed the lawn, helped sick kids be comforted, and will take my seventh child to ACC for a dual class later this afternoon. Esther Grace’s English in the form of McGuffey Reader and Spectrum Spelling will begin in a while though she is napping because she is slightly sick.

But before I help Esther in English–the beauty of home schooling is you can do a little school or a lot of school on sick days though the kids don’t like that perk but Mom sure does lol!–I need to get an adult opinion about supposedly adult human beings in charge of our federal government out of my system even though I may be more sick tomorrow.

Yes, I’m Cara Beaty. That means I do yard work half sick and then if I’m more sick later I will confine myself to a recumbent position only after I have decided I cannot do SOMEthing else.

Bob Beaty is my daddy. He was still trying to mow the lawn I mowed this afternoon three weeks before he died in February of 2016. And here is the deal: America is full of my daddy and me. Comey, I happen to know, is that kind of daddy while Donald Trump ain’t that kind of daddy. He is something else and therefore, that distinction must be made by an American Citizen as golden as me–and my entire Beaty-Coffey family–before I fire off about my political opinions.

If you are MAGA raging, and the lunatic in that position that I KNOW you are, you see me as a stupid housewife one hundred percent of the time. If you are anyone else NOT MAGA raging, you are like, hey, that is a superwoman what with ten kids and a daddy who’d try to mow his two acres three weeks before he breathed his last. She freaking home schools? Boy, how I wish I could do that since kids are shooting kids in public school.

I told Dad he could sit on the porch, drink a beer, and order us around to mow the lawn. We were, in his language back from the days he built three houses in Austin, Texas, with his brother Robert Paul Beaty, his gophers. He nodded his head and I kept walking with him down that hospital hallway with his IV trailing along on wheels beside him.

ANYway………here goes.

  1. Donald Trump should yesterday one day after the election of 2016 be required to hit delete on his public Twitter account. Just.Do.It. Congress, please and thank you. When you have aggressive-dominant people ruling, with their women who are many times demeaned or just as ugly as these fascist-types with their Evangelical Christian, White Counterparts–(Frank Shaeffer’s estimation is seen here in my life since about 2016–whom I trust implicitly due to his life story from his book Letter to Lucy: A Manifesto of Creative Redemption in the Age of Trump, Fascism, and Lies with my review being accomplished here and here)–they are all well ingrained within habit patterns and they MUST BE RIGHT. Indeed, here is a quote from Comey that is right on in this article’s front page cover: “It’s all focused on the boss. What is done in this family must serve the boss.” Seriously, Trump appears to be Hitler on the half-shell with his cohorts. At least Ryan is choosing not to run again. That’s something anyway. When you have powerful people like this (money power and/or/and political power like the NRA or Ford Motor Company), there is no end to the increase of that governing called WRONG with subsequent lying and media smearing happening over and over and over again *yawn*. So you take away some of the toys to quiet the White House down a bit so that the real people can get in there and have meaningful discussions with an old guy who happens to be the president.
  2. Don’t listen to the shit-fall about Comey. He got caught just like Nixon got caught but then Comey was fired and that wasn’t right. There have been several firings from this White House that ain’t right. We all know that. I am stating the obvious because I have to as a housewife and because I speak the truth as Superwoman. Comey is very faithful across three presidents. Exactly how much more proof of the Comey pudding do we need? We ARE talking about the former FBI director. You don’t keep that position by simply breezing your way through hell, ya’ll, and we all know that. Come ON.
  3. The moral issue: yes it is truly there. John F. Kennedy was very immoral. He was nonetheless a good president in many ways and he was more discreet as far as that sort of thing goes. We have England to thank for this sort of strange #3, don’t we? I mean look at what happened to dearest Princess of Wales Diana whom I feature on this very website in Diana, Sia, Calvin Harris, & Lady Gaga. Here on this website you see the real, golden people who have money. In this new political article of author Cara Coffey whom America destroyed along with Tate Publishing, you see the difference between a righteous ruler who proved it (Comey)–who is still being trashed but probably didn’t hire prostitutes or if he did it was kept secret respectfully because he is somewhat or a whole lot respectable–and a rich, evil ruler (Trump) who has some serious flaws and isn’t righteous. It’s very easy to see when you cut the media frenzy out. That’s why I’m generally-speaking going to carve out time to read the newspaper henceforth. The newspaper isn’t as easy to herald with a great deal of hype unless said issue is the National Enquirer but we all know to buy that and LAUGH. *smile* They ain’t hiding anything. They are just trying to stay in business. News Rooms are trying to stay in business as well, but they get pulled apart as much as Comey just got pulled apart and I don’t even know how good of insurance they have but I do know we treat our president and Congress and Supreme Court very well; very well indeed. The military and public school teachers are having issues right here. *ahem* To be clear: Frank Schaeffer has no desire but to passionately love his dear wife. That is obvious as you read his book. So morality, whether America likes it or not, is definitely an issue, people. Come on. Go check the records of venereal disease in our suffering young people’s lives of this nation. And then realize we need to fix this from the grassroots level on up. We are doing it. God bless America.

Do I think Trump should be impeached? Maybe, maybe not. With the firing of Comey came the obvious issue I do not feel we have EVER dealt with before since Bill Clinton and that is a base-line of arrogance that MUST BE RIGHT which gets our checks and balances of this great nation out of WHACK *sigh*.

But even Clinton has his good points, yes he does. And Trump’s good points? Well, I think we may see some if we would dis-allow that freaking Twitter account and anything else he has on the side that he used to fuel outrage and fears of the wrong kind.

Mike Pence doesn’t hire prostitutes, so he has that going for him. I have some questions about him: did he know about possible collusion with Russia during the election cycle of 2016? Did he know about FB’s actions? Will he listen to the little people about immigration, race issues, gun issues, and government health insurance as far as it being universal?

Because….golden, real Americans are ready for 3 things: 1. making it easier for immigrants to become bona-fide citizens who pay taxes and etc. 2. health care for everyone, and eventually, 3. education of children 18 and under being free, free, free and parents having FREEDOM to choose the educational tools we use as we keep working for this great country called the United States of America.

We aren’t going to MAGA. We are going to go for the gold of loving ourselves and all our neighbors as we love the LORD GOD first. That’s another strong point of Mike Pence if he can get over himself and mind his own business about things like the Gay Community: he IS a Christian and so is his wife. But they need to stop expecting Christians to be anything but love agents in this nation to all tribes, tongues, peoples, and nations when I assert these things, and many Christians are still believing pie-in-the-sky-lies about life in general and in particular in the United States which ain’t freedom of religion, folks. Nope it isn’t American Christianity. Deal with it!! For freaking crying out loud: Christians in America truly, truly, truly do NOT understand the Lord’s Prayer or 1 John 1:9.



My art/author work desk. The school desk is also in our dining room in an alcove where my father and uncle built me plenty of shelves. The utility room is on the other side. It is in need of repair but at least I do laundry indoors now. And we even have a dishwasher now. 💜😂💜