And the measures and matters of The Truth of the "time" we are in ...how "man" ..."thought to change time and times ... deer hunting ...dear hunting ... Dearly beloved, be not ignorant of this one thing, how that one day is with the Lord, as a thousand year, and a thousand year as one day. The Lord is not slack to fulfil his promise, as some men count slackness: but is patient to us ward, and would have no man lost, but would receive all men to repentance. creteis@yahoo.com Behold in the season of man ...within ...that season ...an other season ...and that season of deer hunting ...and dear hunting ...hunting of the dear ...
and i was shown as it is and has been from afore times ...men and women and families hunting ...and hunting for sustenance ...for meat ...that they might eat ...and that through the winter ...
for as it was and still is ...these hunted for food in the fall season ...just afore winter ...that the meat would not spoil ...or else it be salted ...and dried by hanging it out in the son ...all the year long ...
and what i was shown of deer hunting ...within ...the dream was as it was afore and little different ...save now ...and safe now ...people were all dressed ...in orange ...for safety ...and had guns ...that could take the deer unknowingly ...before it heard a foot step ...
and like afore times ...the peoples rejoiced ...in the gathering of the deer ..and the meat thereof ...
now as i shown all this ...i was shown another ...another hunter ...and dressed up in disguise ...so that few if any could see him ...and i looked and there was a woman with him ...
and they said they were going out dear hunting ...
and to look upon ...i was not shown any difference ...tween the deer hunting ...and the dear hunting ...
only i thought it was very dangerous to go out ...deer hunting ...dressed in disguise ...so that no one else could see them ...
Now the deer hunting was over ...and like afore ..the ones who went out to get sustenance ...food ...for the winter ...these came and showed the game and all were happy ...and rejoiced to have the meat ...for to have enough through what might be a cold winter ...
And behold the others came too ...that man and the woman ...who were dressed in disguise ...like hidden so none could see them ...
and they came walking up ...and i looked and i was dread astounded ...for the dear that these had mortally wounded ...was walking with them ...
and as they came closer ...i looked into the eyes of the dear ...and i could see its life and living slipping away from it ...as its blood was slowly ...running out upon the ground ....
and it came to rememberance ...how that ancient peoples ...of old ...used to do the same thing ...so as not to have to carry the animals back to the village ...
and i looked on the disguised man and woman ...and said the same ...
and they looked at me ...and laughed ...and said with a subtle smile on their lips ...oh we not deer hunters ...we don't eat the dear ...right away ...
we just wound it ...so it will follow us around ...so weak that it can not run ...
and the more they ...the disguised ...said : from the time that we first ...take the dear ...it begins to die ...and becomes our captive ...and even any life ...that it might have left ...we use ...and use it up ...up ...even until death ...and the burying ...
evenso said they ...the dear does not know ...from the first time we strike it ...unto death ..that we have used it ..all the days of its life ...and finally feed on it ...of its death and dieing ...
and that they might have a whole herd ...to feed on ...
deer ..roe.. in and of God's First truth
Ballettes of Salomon 2 *I am the flower of the field, a lily of the valleys: as the rose among the thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
Like as the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. My delight is to sit under his shadow, for his fruit is sweet to my throat. He bringeth me in to *his wine cellar, and **loveth me specially well. Refesheth me with grapes, comfort me with apples, for I am sick of love. His left hand layeth under my head, and his right hand embraceth me.
I charge you, (O' ye daughters of Jerusalem) by the roes and hinds of the field, that ye wake not up my love nor touche her, till she be content herself.
Me think I hear the voice of my beloved: lo, there cometh he hopping upon the mountains, and leaping over the little hills. My beloved is like a roe or a young hart. Behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh in at the window, and peepeth through the *grate. My beloved answered and said unto me,
Stand up my love, my dove, my beautiful, and come: For lo, the winter is now past, and the rain is away and gone. The flowers are come up in the field, the twisting time is come, and the voice of the turtle dove is heard in our land. The fig tree bringeth forth her figs, the vines bear blossoms, and have a good smell. Stand up my love, my beautiful, and come (O' my dove) out of the caves of the rocks, out of the holes in the wall: O' let me see thy countenance and hear thy voice, for sweet is thy voice, and fair is thy face.
Get us the foxes, yee the little foxes, that hurt the vines, for our vines bear blossoms.
My love is mine, and I am his, which feedeth among the lilies, until the day break, and till the shadows be gone. Come again privately ( O' my beloved ) like as a roe or a young hart unto the mountains.
*I am the flower of the field, (kjv = rose of Sharon)*his wine cellar.*kjv = the banqueting house. **loveth me specially well.**kjv = his banner over me was love. *grate (lattice).
Ballettes of Salomon 3 By night in my bed I sought him, whom my soul loveth: yee diligently sought I him, but I found him not. I will get up ( thought I ) and go about the city, upon the market and in all the streets will I seek him whom my soul loveth: but when I sought him, I found him not. The watchmen that go about the city found me.
Saw ye not him whom my soul loveth? So when I was a little passed them, I found him whom my soul loveth. I have gotten hold upon him, and will not let him go, until I bring him into my mothers house, and in to her chamber that bare me.
I charge you, O' ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and the Hinds of the field, that ye wake not up my love nor touche her, till she be content herself.
Who is this, that cometh out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, as it were a smell of Myrre, frankincense and all manner *spices of the Apothecary?
Behold, about Solomons bedstead there stand sixty *vale and fit men of the mighty in Israel. They hold swords every one, and are expert in war. Every man hath his sword upon his thigh, because of fear in the night. King Solomon hath made himself a *bedstead, the pillars are of silver, the covering of gold, the seat of purple, the ground pleasantly paved for the daughters of Jerusalem.
Go forth ( O' ye daughters of Zion ) and behold King Solomon in the crown wherewith his mother crowned him in the day of his marriage, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.
*spices of the Apothecary? OR kjv =powders of the merchant? *vale (valiant)*bedstead (kjv =chariot of the wood of Libanus)
Ballettes of Salomon 4 O' how fair art thou, my love, how art fair art thou? thou hast doves eyes, beside that which layeth hid within. Thy hairy locks are like a flock of sheep that be clipped, which go first up from the washing place: where every one beareth two twins, and not one unfruitful among them. Thy lips are like a rose colored ribbon, thy words are lovely: thy cheeks are like a piece of a pomegranate, besides that which layeth hid within. Thy neck is like the tower of David builded with bulwarks, where upon there hang a thousand *shields, yee all weapons of the giants. Thy two breasts are like two twins of young roes, which feed among the lilies.
O' that I might go to the mountain of Myrre, and to the hill of frankincense: till the day break, and till the shadows be past away.
Thou art all fair, O' my love, and no *sport is there in thee. Come to me from Libanus, O' my spouse, and come to me from Liban: come soon the next way from the top of Amana, from the top of Sanir and Hermon, from the lions dens, and from the mountains of the leopards. Thou hast wounded my heart, O' my sister, my spouse, thou hast wounded my heart, with one of thine eyes, and with one chain of thy neck. O' how fair and lovely are thy breasts, my sister, my spouse? Thy breasts are more pleasant than wine, and the smell of thine ointments passeth all spices. Thy lips, O' my spouse, drop as the honeycomb, yee milk and honey are under thy tongue, and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of *frankincense. Thou art a well kept garden, O' my sister, my spouse, thou are a well kept watering spring, a sealed well. The fruits that sprout in thee, are like a very *Paradise of pomegranates with sweet fruits: as Cypress, Nardus, Saffron, Calmus, and all the trees of Libanus: Myrre, Aloes, and all the best spices. Thou art a well of gardens, a well of living waters, which run down from Libanus.
Up thou northwind, come thou southwind, and blow upon my garden, that the smell thereof may be carried on every side: yee that my beloved may come into my garden, and eat the fruits and apples that grow therin.
*shields, (kjv = bucklers) exact opposite. * note sport is to mock, play a fools game.*frankincense (kjv = Lebanon).
Ballettes of Salomon 7 **What pleasure have yee more in the Sulamite, than when she danced among the men of war?
O' how pleasant are thy treadings, with thy shoes, thou princes daughter? Thy thighs are like a fair jewel, which is wrought by a cunning work master: Thy navel is like a round goblet, which is never without drink: thy womb is like an heap of wheat, set about with lilies: Thy two breasts are like two twins of young roes: Thy neck is as it were a tower of ivory: thine eyes like the water pools in Hesebon, by the port of Bathrabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Libanus, which looketh toward Damascus: That head that standeth upon thee is like Carmel: the hair of thy head is like the Kings purple folden up in plates.
O' how fair and lovely art thou, my dearling, in pleasures? Thy stature is like a date tree, and thy breasts like the grapes.
I said: I will climb up the date tree, and take hold of his branches.
Thy breasts shall be as the vine grapes, the smell of thy nostrils like the smell of apples, and thy throat like the best wine. This shall be pure and clear for my love, his lips and teeth shall have their pleasure. There will I turn me unto my love, and he shall turn him unto me.
O' come my love, let us go forth into the field, and take our lodging in the villages. In the morning shall we rise up by times, and go see the vineyard: if it be sprung forth, if the grapes be grown, and if the pomegranates be shot out. There will I give thee my breasts: there shall the mandragoras give their smell beside our doors: there O' my love, have I kept unto thee all manner of fruits, both new and old.
**This entire line is left out of the kjv. RN
Ballettes of Salomon 8 O' that I might find thee without, and kiss thee, whom I love as my brother which suck my mothers breasts: and that thou wouldest not be offended, if I took thee, and brought thee in to my mothers house: that thou mightest teach me, and that I might give thee drink of spiced wine and of the sweet sap of my pomegranates. His left hand layeth under my head and his right hand embraceth me.
I charge you, O' daughters of Jerusalem, that ye wake not up my love, nor touch her, till she be content herself.
What is she this, that cometh up from the wilderness, and leaneth upon her loved?
I am the same that waketh thee up among the apple trees, where thy mother bare thee, where thy mother brought thee in to the world.
O' set me as a seal upon thine heart, and as a seal upon thine arm: for love is mighty as the death, and jealousy as the hell. Her coals are of fire, and a very flame of the Lord: so that many waters are not able to quench love, neither may the streams drown it. Yee if a man would give all the good of his house for love, he should count it nothing.
When our love is told our young sister, whos breasts are not yet grown, what shall we do unto her?
If I be a wall, and my breasts like towers, then am I as one that hath found favor in his sight.
Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon, this vineyard delivered he unto the keepers: that every one for the fruit thereof should give him a thousand pieces of silver.
But my vineyard, O' Solomon, giveth thee a thousand, and two hundred to the keepers of the fruit. Thou that dwellest in the gardens, O' let me hear thy voice, that my companions may harken to the same.
O' get thee away, my love, as a roe or a young hart unto sweet smelling mountains.
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