Regarding the offset day in this new moon period
Don Bradley And Eduardo Eurioste
9-13-26
For instance, Jerusalem is UTC +3. Sydney is UTC+10. That means that the new moon is happening on 13/09 there but still. 12/09 on other places.
YhVh's creation, in all its splendor, mystery, and wonder as we find it. I indeed baptize you with water unto repentance: but he that comes after me is mightier than I, whose shoes I am not worthy to bear: He shall baptize you with the Holy Ghost, and fire:
Don Bradley And Eduardo Eurioste
9-13-26
For instance, Jerusalem is UTC +3. Sydney is UTC+10. That means that the new moon is happening on 13/09 there but still. 12/09 on other places.
Don Bradley 9-12-26
I gave it 3 days to get to $2k. It didn't do it. It's always the same 4 people. This time, a couple of more than the usual supporters, whom are blessed into a Great Future. Last July 31st 2026, on daily messenger, I had 1.86 million views in a single day. No one wrote or sent in a dime, that whole month, except the same less than ten people. They've carried the load for years. They just can't do it anymore.
Here's how it works. You give what HE guides you to give, not what I say, and I WON'T.
You follow your heart.
If you want to send in a gag donation of 2 bucks, do so. I get those from time to time. And believe it, it's gratefully received. Even 2 bucks is something. To a poor man.
But if you MUST ask me, the answer MUST remain the same. I'm not your heart, Dad is. Ask HIM. That's whom you should be asking. Not the dork.
Don
PS. And frankly, it's more than 2k. Because of food, gas, utilities, same as you all. I'm no different. I tried for 7 years to get work. No one would hire me; so if you want to sing the dead beat song on a 67 year old guy. Go ahead. I hear that all the time. "There goes the dead beat..."
PSS I'm not a Russ or Rob or Kent, or others, who raked in a decent living from their holy walk and way. I am, of a truth, the most hated man in the world. All of hell and 1/ 3 of mankind has sworn to kill me and boy do they try. If you only know, you'd be flabbergasted. What keeps dorkboy alive? Dad of course. But I must live as a man in the world of men, just like all of you.
Have a blessed Rosh Chodesh.
| Actually, there's a lot more in this one picture, than wings. And not just in the clouds. Pray, than look. What do you see? |
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September 11 (Revelations 9-11) and a dark gift
Don Bradley 9-12-26
So, as a nice gift, they killed the power on our little area out at the edge of the world of Tehachapi for 13 hours last night, ending this morning after 10am PDT. After that, like every night for the last few weeks, endless battle till dawn. Won't bore you with details you wouldn't believe anyways. They had no explanation, said the outage cause was a mystery today.
This is what they did in the Thomas fire that lasted for 18 days (666). Here is the link to the main post about that.
https://dailymessenger.blogspot.com/2017/12/burning-down-southern-california.html
Interestingly, the day before, was outside with son Matt, and we watched for 2 solid hours hundreds of pumper trucks from as far south as Anaheim hundreds of miles away to the south and and San Luis Obispo to the north, more than a hundred miles to the north, and every single fire municipality came beneath our house on highway 33. At the time, I was wondering why all the pumper trucks in LA, Orange, Santa Barbara, and other counties were leaving to where? We didn't know. We would soon find out. Turns out, they did this so they could honestly say to the media and people, whom thousands of homes were lost and hundreds of lives, ALL RESOURCES ALREADY BUSY.
That night December 3rd, at 9pm PST sharp, they killed the power in Ventura and Santa Barbara counties. For 13 hours. They didn't turn it on until next morning, at 10am. I drove through flames all around and so on to rescue someone who was trapped by the fire in the farthest of East End, Ojai. The road was blocked by cops – everyone already evacuated. I said not so, as I AM ON THE PHONE TO A WOMAN WHO IS SURROUNDED BY FIRE AND INTEND TO GO GET HER; he laughed, and let me through, figuring I was driving to my death. And I would have been, with flames on both sides and across the road, I had to drive down. Didn't care; a life was at stake. I put a protection blessing on her home and drove a further two miles through flames to pull her out. Which we did. She lived on the hill below Lucifer landing(meditation mount). Her house was the only house that didn't burn. The LL burned, a high school and everything up to her house and the flames stopped cold. And traveled no more westward into Ojai from then on, for 3 weeks.
Next day, went to rescue her animals, with my truck. While, I saw Fire battalion chief after another, about half a dozen, go in the fields to start the fire up again. They couldn't' get it going, because...I fixed that. I took their pictures doing it. The shits. After the fourth one, they kept coming all day, saw me with my camera and turned around and left, This went on for days. Meanwhile the fire kept coming to our little ridge taking house after house, and went it got last two streets, again, the wind changed, and it stopped cold. For 18 days. They kept relighting the fire, day after day, the bastards. I have pictures of them doing. Footage as well.

| Driving in to start a fire |

| From my house, every night, here come the flames, for almost 3 weeks. |
I lost my voice from the smoke for 3 months. But saved many animals lives, they tried to kill, not just the friend. Fire guys were flipping me off, like that. Also, one pumper truck kept going down for hours in circles in Ojai, just running his siren down this block, for half a mile, making the loop in 3 minutes. It became a game. How long could he do this and could he do it FASTER. Popcorn. I became hated ever after in Ojai by fire guys. For years afterward, every time I met one of those monsters, they would raise their fist at me and give me the stink eye. Go ahead. Make your move, ass clown. I want you to.
All those fires. The camp fire, the paradise fire, the station fire, etc etc. was fire guys in helicopters and those little flame throwers they have. I have footage of them doing. Youtube deleted all that. I still have the footage though.
To this day, I have a deep and loathing disgust as to what is a fire guy and what these bastards REALLY ARE AND WHAT THEY HAVE DONE AND ARE STILL DOING TO CANADA AND AMERICA.
https://dailymessenger.blogspot.com/2017/12/burning-down-southern-california.html
9-11-26
Don Bradley
https://old.bitchute.com/video/yQjv8bmuptZD/
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| I couldn't get it from around Horse thief mountain, because the sunset was just too bright and the brightness occulted the moon. |
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| Plus, the whole shooting was a cgi staged fiction. Erika murdered him 3 days before the fakeout. |
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| Kirk children, never see their faces. Because the whole family Kirk, was a FICTION. |
A change in my walk and way
9-10-26
Turns out, from all the stuff I've been slammed with, I overlooked paying rent. More has happened then what I have let on to the world. I found out this morning that which they should have had a month ago, they didn't get. Scrape, scrabble, and come up to it, drive to Bakersfield to get it right, and then to the Post Office and get it off in the mail.
I loathe doing this. Only because someone I knew is insistent. And...anyways.
So, now October is due. NOW. I do not have it. Obviously. Dying, having your backed ripped apart for 3 weeks really makes a difference in your day. And shite like this has been going on since Tabernacles last year. One thing ends, and the next thing hits me, all of it fatal. Somehow, I survive. Try as they might. I haven't shared it, but obliquely, bits and pieces. And Hey! who wants to hear someone whine about their life? NOBODY. I know this. Everyone thinks being me is this wonderful thingy - and it is, spiritually - but you walk in valley of death and the attacks are on all sides.
Nothing more to say.
Don
Burning Man Temple Burn releasing the demonic into the world
Don Bradley 9-7-26
UPDATE
Of course, Yeshua reminds me that what is written here convicts those of the the dark side, whom ignore the warnings and pleadings to repentance and all very that. I know this. And I know they have to hear it, to a point, so none can say later, No one told us. It's why I soldier on, doing the needful thing. For Heaven and Earth.
But do they repent? They do not. And that's MY POINT.
Don
The entire point of these bacchanals – ancient past into modern times – is to release into the world, demonic spirits from below. This is in addition, in modern times, to current SRA and Mkultra mind control that so predominates the various “camps” and have always been a part of modern Burning Hag from the beginning. Add to it, real sacrifices hidden in the wooden bowels of both the Wicker Man and the Temple Burn, and not only the participants there, but into the world goes a veritable flood of demonic spirits seeking whom they might latch onto.
As long as the flames burn, the demons roam the states and world, seeking out their prey.
This is the truth of Burning Man. What it's all about and always has been. It's sold to the unawares and mostly ignorant world as just free spirits having some fun in the desert with like minded souls and come one, come all. That's the cover story, bullshit lie of Burning Man. Try and find any reporting – save from myself – out there that states the ugly truth of the matter. Ever. If found, it's a throw away sentence from someone's never read bla bla.
Like my site is.
To me, writing all this up is a waste of spirit and of time. No one whom needs this information ever gets it. My readership is practically and entirely of satanists, from the smallest and weakest covens to powerful Jewbie controlled governments and intelligence agencies.
It's why material I write exposing this is quickly deleted after a bit of time by google (CIA/MOSSAD). And go F yourself Don. I don't delete it, they do.
They do the same with any prophecy material that has come to pass, or is slated to come to pass and anything that exposes the Jew. For what they truly are.
Like I said, waste of time and spirit. To me.
I do this watchmen work – exposing the dangers the world faces and whence it is coming from – and frankly no one hears about it nor if they do, they certainly don't give a shite, one way or the other. The bad guys know all this. It's why this site is allowed. No one that needs to see it, does. So...let it be and use it for data mining of the doings of the Most High. It's why you – if you be a real freejack or with Yeshua – are reading these words. All 7 of you.
A lot of work for 7 people. Do they share this site with others. They do not. Enough of that.
Here are some pics, that people say they see nothing in the pictures when asked. I did yesterday. Person said there is nothing to see in these pics. Wow...okay then.
Eduardo did great service proving dozens of pics. Here is just the breakdown of ONE picture.
First up, from last night's Temple Burn.
Next we have this. Demonic face with slits, middle left of picture.
And, of course, the Tanit.
An ancient chief demon from Mizraim (Egypt)
I literally could do this all day on the Saturday and Sunday night burns. But, I'm not going to.
Don Bradley
9-6-26
https://www.youtube.com/shorts/STxRP58pPVw
Burning Man organizers announced a fourth death at the 2026 event in Black Rock City, Nev.
Campers found Craigh Mann, 60, dead in his camp at around 3 p.m. Saturday, the Burning Man Project announced. No cause of death or other information was released.
"Our
thoughts and deepest condolences are with the participant’s family,
friends, campmates, and all those affected by this loss," wrote the
organizers of the 37000 person event in the Nevada desert.
Two days earlier, Burning Man organizers announced the death of a man in his mid-50s after suffering a “medical emergency” and being rushed to an on-site medical center. The man's name and cause of death had not been released.
Deaths occasionally happen at Burning Man, which maintains an extensive healthcare operation including an emergency room that treated 1,450 patients in 2025.
This year's event ends Monday after Sunday night's planned temple burn.
Then there was the Russian that was found, with a knife in him. Murdered.
Then there was the woman, whom died by a lightning strike.
When you consider the matter...the site they chose for their bacchanal for BAAL is really hell. It is. Black Rock Mesa is precisely like the dry places, except for a few things. Consider...
Black Rock Mesa BRM
The Endless miles of flat, dry, ankle deep gray dust and poisonous alkali that when exposed to it, the skin develops lesions. No rocks, no anything. In any direction. Ankle deep grey dust. Think about it. First 5 days of BRM this year 2026 everything was grey on grey. Just like the dry places. And the playa does not absorb moisture, at all. When it rains, and it only ever seems to rain in that region when BM is going off. The last 4 years at least and it's an instant alkali mud goop that traps, hinders, bogs, and passes on long sleeping parasites – like ebola, smallpox, etc. All that is there. Remember the 2023 BM? I covered that extensively, then they deleted all those articles. Because people's memories these days are as fleeting as can be. And they are. 2023, smallpox, ebola, trench foot, the lot, hit everyone. And nasty unhappy private part diseases no one even knew were possible.
The Dry Places, Hell
The Endless miles of flat, dry, ankle deep gray dust. No moisture. At all. No horizon, no day or night, no moisture, ever. Just demons and the walking dead. No where to go. I wrote that place up on the Our spiritual world blog. No time, nor the ability to reckon time.
BRM
And this is the difference between Earth and Hell. At BRM, sunrises, sunsets, passage of time, variations in temperatures with the seasons, and breezes or wind. Not the dry places. And you can see mountains and clouds. There are no mountains or clouds down below.
So, The witches deliberately chose the ONE place in America that most resembles the dry places. For real.
Don
Don Bradley
August 31, 2025
Reading the below will ring a deep and ancient bell within many of you. This I know.
Imagine if you will, a place without discernible horizons in any direction. It's light enough to see far in any direction, but how to know east from west, north from south. There are no landmarks. Only grey dust. Get to that later on. No night. No day. No sense of time, even if you try to keep time, what and where is your starting point and how do you know when that is? You could count to a given number say twenty. And then what? Another twenty? And another? Do that for awhile and your mind starts banging back to you that the exercise is futile and pointless. So you stop.
I've had to visit this place more than once. Twice to do battle with the fallen, other times to watch judgments take place. One other time, just to experience that had never been and I wanted to KNOW. I refuse ever going back. There is nothing there I ever want to see or know again. Ever.
There is a light cloud that stands above the ground between the ankle and the knee. This is the dust itself. And a hard pan, rock, very hot, beneath. Flat and smooth. Not even a ripple or a bump. The only thing that exists is hot dust. Only thing. And it covers you. Your hair, such as it was in life, is so dried out and covered in dust as to be completely frizzed out to the point of scary freakish. Your skin is grey because of the dust. Looking down, your feet disappear in the cloud layer of dust. There is NO wind or air movement. Just the cloud of dust. At your feet. Lift your foot up and it's the same color as everything else. A grey dust.
No trees, not even dead trees. Nothing. No boulders or anything. Just the endless dust layer in every direction.
This is where you find yourself.
There is something else, too. An insatiable thirst for water that cannot be found. Because it does not exist in the dry places. When they say dust to dust, ashes to ashes. You better believe it. It quickly dawns on you that this is how it is now. This...first layer of hell.
You can do what you can in memories. That's really all you have or ever will have now. What was up above, before the silver cord broke. Memories. Laughs, loves, a thousand little events laughed off, lived, whatever. Whatever your fate and destiny brought you. You have that. But these fade and blur, after a time.
You see every time you acted against the law of Love – the ten commandments – that brought you here. In exquisite “Oh My God, what have I DONE?” perfection.
Every. Single. Time.
Every cruelty, act of selfishness that hurt another, and viciousness that caused another good heart pain, is all there claiming your attention. You hope beyond hope that another life above will be given you. Maybe. You still have to stand before the angel in the room at the table. You know it's someplace down here, but where?
When you are called, you will see it.
The life review of deeds, great and small. To even see if and when you might get another chance up above to redeem and restore and fall into Heavenly Grace. Maybe. But what if there are NO redeeming things in your life except a deep vicious hatred of the Divine. Do you even get that chance?
You start doing your own life review, all by yourself, looking for any good in your past that might give you yet again, a chance to do all it all over, better, with the same souls that wronged you and you wronged, all over again. Sometimes the wife, sometimes the sister, sometimes the mother or father, but the same souls, same family. But what if you all were stinkers and not a one even looked above EVEN ONCE and said a simple Thank You for something?
Ever.
Did you ever once even say, Thank God. For that save that kept you from certain destruction? Sometimes, such a little thing, gets you back for yet another go at life. Even at life review, you find out that there are standing atonements that must now accompany your next chance. Could be anything, usually is.
Being barren, unable to bear children.
Cancers, etc;
Bad eyesight;
Diseases and such;
terrible living conditions, because of how you lived at the expense of others.
Etc, etc, etc,.
80 years is forever in the dry places. Time has no meaning. How could it. There is no day or night. Only a deep abiding thirst in endless dry dust. After an endless trudge for what seems like forever, most just lay down in the dust and disappear. And wait. And wait. And wait.
For that day. Their minds go over every detail of their lives they refused to look at when living. The good, the bad, the very ugly. The little vicious cruelties to animals, people, plants, themselves even. Even that. Then they do it again. And again. And again. Seemingly forever.
Some wait centuries in that place, waiting for a second chance. Again. Like they said the time before. And before that. And before that. Obtaining to nothing. Again. Again. Again.
Some repeatedly turn to evil. Witches reborn as witches. The same covens as before, doing the same awful things as before. They get sickness at disease at every turn; are born with massive birth defects, some visible, many not. Many warts and skin blemishes, again. New ones from old and ancient sins. Again. And again, become the darkness reaching out for the darkness. These kind hope they get the dry places, but these go deeper. Much deeper.
But that is another day and another time. Today is about the dry places. And the avoidance of any of it is to turn to Christ and start climbing your own straight way to YHVH, whatever that will be for each of us. Each according to their own measure, body and soul.
If what I just described to you sounds like fun, stay just as you are. Change nothing. You better hope the worst that happens to you is the dry places. If existing in that place sounds doable then I must tell you right now, you are quite insane. You are mad. Mad as a hatter, as we used to say. Your head and soul is as broken as can be.
I was directed to give this over, so I have now complied with Dad, happy to serve. I see the good that can come of this knowing. Maybe. Maybe not.
But that depends you.
I'll say this. Burning man event just finished...these people...made a change. They still had their own little rave, such as it was, but without the horrific horrors of previous doings. They got the message and that message was YOU COULD STAY HERE FOREVER. Keep it up.
Understand?
Burning Man is a kind of dry place. But, it has rain and day and night, food, sleep, a fresh start every sunrise. The real place has none of that.
It is, after all, the beginning of hell.
Don
September 5th, 2026
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Alocer chief demon horse is summoned. |
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| The dragon. |
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| Standing over it - Zoran. Various fire demons abound. 'Oh, it's just a fire." Not with my eyes it isn't. |
Today, from Sunset, beginning of the 7th day; a day of rest. At sunset Saturday, that day of rest ends.
Someone has been found dead. Again? 15h ago
So this is a second person?
Seems like it
Oh that's so sad
There's a body annually. At least one.
If it's the same as what I just saw, I saw them trying to resuscitate him but looked like he was gone. Fuckin sad man. Out by an art car at titanic burn
I was next to the ranger when they flagged her down to call for help by Robot Heart at the perimeter. I saw the dude on the ground in the rescue position but didn't get close enough to hear or observe his exact condition, was he dead dead or possibly just unconscious? I only waited until the medic showed up and then I left.
9-5-26
Don Bradley
https://old.bitchute.com/video/RbYvnTHiVOHg/
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| Doll House Demon. |
FATHER HAS SHOWN ME TO SEE THEM AS THEY ARE
September 4th, 2026
by Eduardo
Wow, that was quick, wasn't it?
https://old.bitchute.com/video/hw0y0b4BqPXZ/
"Let the entire world see witches and witchcraft as they really are, and not as they want to be seen.
They shall see you witches as you really are. As it was done with the jews, so it shall be with all you witches."
People of any race can become witches. Although the different races DO have varying degrees of nephilim hybridization and demonic influence susceptibility, and each individual is born carrying the burden of previous sins (yes, previous lives on Earth), it's their free will and actions that ultimately settles who they are. Each life coming back is a new beginning, each breath a new chance of repentance. Drink blood in satanic rituals and you will become a demon infested nephilim hybrid of demonic power matching the nephilim genetic impurity of your bloodline. Shape-shifting darkness seeking for more darkness, sinning more and more until you become so demon possessed that your name is blotted out from the Book of Life. A vessel for demons to walk on Earth. Truly the serpent seed. Generation of vipers. Sons of the Devil. Sadly, that's what many want to become.
By the same logic, forgive and be forgiven, confess and repent of your sins in the name of Jesus Christ, and the nephilim uncleanliness of your bloodline is purified. You are grafted back to Adam's family tree. It doesn't' mater if you are black, middle eastern, Indian or even jew, if your will is to repent, you can. Even the nephy witches can do it, provided they sincerely repent and renounce their demon activated nephilim bloodline and powers. All are loved and welcomed back by our Father, if so they will.
He led me to:
Matthew 23:29-39
"Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! because ye build the tombs of the prophets, and garnish the sepulchres of the righteous,
And say, If we had been in the days of our fathers, we would not have been partakers with them in the blood of the prophets.
Wherefore ye be witnesses unto yourselves, that ye are the children of them which killed the prophets.
Fill ye up then the measure of your fathers.
Ye serpents, ye generation of vipers, how can ye escape the damnation of hell?
Wherefore, behold, I send unto you prophets, and wise men, and scribes: and some of them ye shall kill and crucify; and some of them shall ye scourge in your synagogues, and persecute them from city to city:
That upon you may come all the righteous blood shed upon the earth, from the blood of righteous Abel unto the blood of Zacharias son of Barachias, whom ye slew between the temple and the altar.
Verily I say unto you, All these things shall come upon this generation.
O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, thou that killest the prophets, and stonest them which are sent unto thee, how often would I have gathered thy children together, even as a hen gathereth her chickens under her wings, and ye would not!
Behold, your house is left unto you desolate.
For I say unto you, Ye shall not see me henceforth, till ye shall say, Blessed is he that cometh in the name of the Lord."