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President – Hashim Thaçi
Blood everywhere, and the many voices that call me. I must answer. I am a householder, and I am roused now. Men, of course, but women and children also. There you sit. What is building on the horizon? What is coming your way? A wave of cries that were ignored is approaching your ship of state. Do not be caught sideways, for great ruin will come with capsize. Face it or run… either way you’ll be a man and what will happen will happen. I don’t take prisoners, but captives I lead out of captivity. And so, what are you? Are you a prisoner or a captive? A prisoner will receive what he has sown and reaped, but a captive is innocent and will be delivered. Blood cries, and so will you hear the cry of the Blood to you? It is the blood that sets captives free. Be cleansed by joining the widows. Make peace with whom you can, and admit guilt where it lies.

Prime Minister – Ramush Haradinaj
What do you really want? What keeps you awake at night? What faces do you see when you close your eyes? These are what is really important… your social calendar and list of appointments are vapors… phantoms calling in the night. What is real, what is true, what is precious you must not sweep aside. These things, if you will attend to them, will bring clarity to your thinking. Look to Jerusalem. The leader is in the palm of my hand, and I turn him towards good places. Will you become pliable? This is not a rhetorical question, but is a question of life and death for you. I speak to real things, not theories. Look to the east and west, for opposing forces are forming. Formidable leaders await your allegiance, and you must choose. Timing is everything, and the signs of the times are at hand. You really know which way to choose, but it will take considerable pluck and a hard face to do it. As you quake in your boots, know that Herod and Pilate have voices for you to heed. Who do you say that I am?

Prime Minister – Henry Puna
The call I send to you has been repeated without end. It is a sound all too familiar to you, for you have heard it as a youth. The waves that roar, slap, and caress contain my voice. As a young and innocent one, you heard and felt, but as the cares of this life invaded you, they took on less meaning and thinking yourself wise and sophisticated, you have discarded and swept aside their power. I say power, because you think that political power is important, but the time is coming and now is that your power will be removed and relegated to nothing. Upon what will you stand then? This has happened to greater ones than you and lesser ones than you. But now, it’s you. This will feel like betrayal, but don’t take it as a personal vendetta against you or anyone in particular. It’s the way of the world… some rise, some fall, it happens. But what will you do and say? Rail if you want, but he who humbles himself will be exalted… it’s my law of love.
Come now, for the stone church has my servant there awaiting your visitation. He will welcome you, and that will be special in light of what else awaits you in other places. Faithful are the wounds of a friend, but the kisses of an enemy are deceitful. Choose the wounds and live.

President – Raul Khajimba
A dollar is a dollar, and a dime is a dime, you could go take a walk, but you haven’t got the time. The wolves are licking their chops, and you are dinner. Will you save your flesh? Will you bargain with the devil? What do you have to offer to placate the destroyer who drinks the blood of innocents? The persuasion that persuades you right now will kill you. Softly and tenderly, in the quiet place after fear has had its day, I will visit you. This is the last time, for time is short, but mercy is not short that it cannot save to the uttermost. The signs in the sky have pointed to me, your ancients have pointed to me at their peril, even your top scientist has pointed to me in a moment of slackness and unguarded candor. As the candle burns down, as the last song is sung, it’s time… choose you this day whom you will serve.

Prime Minister – Beslan Bartsits
The intersection of time has come upon your dreams. The crossing of power and authority is at hand… but you cannot have both. Will you take power? It is your strong drink, but the loyalty of generals is a shaky thing for they fear neither man nor beast. Feed them, but the chains that hold them are tenuous and will dissolve against their resolve. Authority, ah yes, authority! This comes only from serving a greater one. And who will that greater one be? So let’s sit down, man to man, and reason together… it is written: though your sins be as scarlet, I will make them white as snow. Though the fig tree cast forth its green figs out of season, yet will my loyal ones never go begging for bread. If I say to one go, he goes. Make no mistake, for brute force, though attractive, will be a quickly passing drunkenness, but authority and government rest only in my pierced hands. Come and learn of me for I am meek and lowly… I will send you a teacher in secret. Do not throw him out, for he is the only one I will provide.

President – Emmerson Mnangagwa
It is written, many that are last will be first. If you are the last, but now the first, what will you do? If you are called, in the most unlikely event to you or your peers, to step up and speak, what will you say? Consider what comes, for two impulses will vie for attention. False humility, or preening will both undo you. Simply step up and say simply what is in your heart. So, Emerson, what or who is in your heart? Have you been brought from the ashes and dung for such a moment at this? Are you your neighbors keeper? And, what if you are? What if you will be held responsible for the welfare of your neighbors? “Unfair” you might want to exclaim, but you know better. In such a game as life, you are dealt a hand and must make the best of it. You can bluff, bet everything, or ask to be dealt a new hand. I will deal new hands without measure, for my mercy is such that you can play and win… along with everyone else who plays, for there are no losers with me. The witch doctors will not tell you this, but I am the physician of your heart and I tell you that the transplant you are scheduled for is today. You thought it was just a recipe for a good dinner, but the dinner is a banquet and everyone is invited. You may arrive naked and ashamed, but I have garments that you had no idea about. Don them, enter, freely you have received, freely give. Life saving surgery for your children, life saving surgery for you.

President – Edgar Lungu
Black pearls of great price… my black shepherd. I do not look on the outward appearance, but I look upon and weigh the hearts. I measure the immeasurable, and I ponder thoughts and intents. I know your down sitting and up rising. I can feel your heart in my hands, for I hold it. Your frame I know, and I love it. Your mind is my easy chair, and you have made a place for me there. Now I tell you that the purposes I have for you will begin to unfold. The destiny of nations will tilt with you and your pacing before me. The weight I place upon your shoulders is fitting, and because we are yoked together and that you well know. Ask the women to help bear the burden for they will weep before me freely, and though men will shed blood, women’s tears will be kept, weighed, and provide the tipping point. Peace to your nation, people, and you… behold, I come quickly.

President – Abdrabbuh Mansur Hadi
Now, now, now said your mother. Now, now, now said your auntie. Now, now, now say the generals. Now, now, now say the nations. Today! I say. Do not think that you can grasp tomorrow, or do not put your weight on such a thing that you do not have. You cannot guarantee anything. Let your yes, be yes. Let your no, be no. Everything else is sin. Fate is fateful, it is tossed to and fro by those who love death. The risk, the chance, the rush and thrill of gaming tables is intoxicating. The adoring looks of women, those who captivate with their eyelids, it’s a vapor that sings its song to you. You are a bull being led to the slaughter, whose usefulness has passed. Hands are being rubbed, oaths are being sworn, new alliances are being formed… all in anticipation of your imminent demise. Will you fool them again? Will you slip from their grasp. Will the kings and princes grab you, only to have you slip away as a wily carp? Go to the coast, to the compound, breathe the air as if it’s your last breath… and with your breath utter the Name. It is written, “he who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved.”

Prime Minister – Ahmed Obeid bin Daghr
Do not wipe your mouth on your sleeve. Do not allow saliva to escape the corner of your mouth. Do not break a sweat, even though the day merits it. It is written, “rejoice not over me mine enemy, for tho I fall, yet will I rise again.” Now the risen one speaks. No other name! Only one! Dare you utter it within earshot of others… friends and enemies alike? Yet, utter it you must. Your pious grandmother did, and she is among those forming a cloud over you as I speak. Though it is not time for rain, yet rain it will. Old ones and sages will mark this time and day. It is a sign from heaven and is meant to jar you out of the slumber, the folding of hands, and the assurances that all is well. All is not well… not with you, not with your people, not with your allies. Death from the skies lurks and awaits a simple command. Hide you will, hide you must, but there are no hiding places that will abide forever. Only one place to truly hide, only one cleft of the rock, only one place under my wing. Fly as a bird escaped from the fowler, for it is your last chance. Though it cost you everything, do it.

General Secretary of the Communist Party – Nguyễn Phú Trọng
What have I to do with you? What have I spoken to you? What do you think? The words you have heard about me that are worthy of death to even utter and consider… they are your only chance while you are adrift at sea. Each wave coming is larger than the last, and the succession is with out relent. The storm is increasing, and you have no control whatsoever. You can rage, weep, despair of life, and call on your ancestors. If they could, they would return with a testimony that would make your heart melt and your bones to shake. Yet, that is what’s is happening even now. Your medals, trophies, and the deference of others has lulled you before, but at this point, you have considered and know them to be wax before a flame. Friends and sycophants alike do not hold the water that will cause your tongue to drop from the roof of your mouth. Only my living water will do. Behold a series of dreams are coming. In one a snake in a tree of the jungle will tell you what you want to hear, but at this time you know that the words are poison… yet their allure will be irresistible. The second will be a beautiful woman who embodies all that is desirable. Her words will be smooth as oil, yet under tongue is the poison of an asp and in her embrace is the dance of death from which no man can escape. The last dream comes from the delta, from old Saigon. In the ground comes voices from martyrs that rewritten history has tried to sweep aside. But if you will listen, they will give you instructions for life. It’s your only chance.

President – Trần Đại Quang
Now that you have the title, what do you think? Is there yet another you crave? Is the appetite of a skinny man able to be filled? Is there yet another rung on the ladder? Is there more than you have now? Mark this: to whom much is given, much is required. The weight of millions is not a small thing, and I tell you now that your leanness of soul cannot bear it. Even the weight of your mother and father’s deaths are crushing. You did not imagine it, but now you know it. As you wrote them off as a lad, now you know better, and so what will you do? Are you sliding downhill even as you climb? Yes, and even more. Vines that you could grab and slow you down have become weight to add to the speed of your descent. There is only one vine ahead that will hold. You will have to forsake all and cling to it, for the vine dresser offers only one true vine. It is the least likely, and to your eye it looks like the one to reject, yet in your heart you know that it’s the last chance… my Spirit has revealed this to you. Cling with all your might and will, it will hold. All else will fall away from you, yet it is written, “naked you came into this world and naked you shall return.” I and only I can cover your nakedness, but I do so willingly.

Prime Minister – Nguyễn Xuân Phúc
This is your day… “Today if you will hear his voice, do not harden your heart.” “Today is the day of salvation.” Bumper crops will not save you. Public shouts of support will not save you. Nods from superiors will not save you. From the least likely comes a single name. If you utter this name without a spat, without doubting, you will be saved. It’s not difficult, but it is the most difficult thing you have ever done. You will lose name, standing, position, money, friends… so called; in short, it will cost you everything, but you will gain everything. It’s the best trade you can make, eclipsing even the marketplace trades that earned you renown amongst your your peers. There is not catch, no hidden charge, no reneging. You give Me your everything and I’ll give you my everything. Do it.

President – Nicolás Maduro
All flesh is as grass, here today, gone tomorrow dear one. It is written, “To whom much is given, much is required.” Also, “It is given to every man once to die, and then the judgement.” Again, it is written, “It is a fearful thing to fall into the hands of a living God.” And again, “Fall on the stone (Christ Jesus) and be broken, or it will fall on you and grind you to powder.” Also, it is written, “A broken and contrite heart He will not despise.”
So, my dear one, what’s it to be? What will you choose: death or life? I will tell you, life is better than death. But, you must know that he who will gain his life must lose it to me and the gospel. The ridicule you receive from man is nothing… a vapor… less than the span of a man’s life, and is not to be compared with eternity. You have nothing to fear about their faces if you will roll over, face the wall, and seek my face.
My soft answer is breaking up your fallow ground, but do not be deceived, “whatever a man sows, he will reap. He that sows to the flesh will of the flesh reap corruption, but he who sows to the Spirit will of the Spirit reap life everlasting.” That’s my best for you, that’s my will for you. Choose you this day whom you will serve.

Sovereign – Pope Francis
Where have you come from, and where are you going? You have two histories. You have the legacy of the position, and you have your personal journey… and now the two have merged. Can a fountain bring forth salty and sweet water simultaneously? Come again to The Branch and I will purify, for the fountain is large, and many seek to drink. You must fall again on the stone, for the need is so great. Do you look for guidance in any other source? Do you seek the counsel of the world… you who have renounced the world and all its trappings. The spirit that seeks to work through your Governorate is ancient and seated comfortable. I do not say that it’s immovable, for the violence with which I have displayed my presence is poised again. Too many prayers have accumulated and what is crouching in secret will be drawn out and displayed. As a fat serpent, I shall take my word and open its belly. Those whom it has devoured will be displayed to the shock of the world. But, cleansing is necessary for some devoured ones must be raised. Now, I show you a mystery. I show you a palm that has four fruits. Three are bitter, but one is sweet. The smallest fruit is the one and is uncomely. The other large ones are… gall, astringent, and wormwood. The homely fruit is honey. It is attended by my messengers and is what the world has thought to label as “naught.” Though there is no outward comeliness that we should assign sweetness to it or even desirability, yet that which the reapers have rejected, the messengers have exalted… all at my bidding. Now, eat of that fruit and I will cleanse your inward parts. I will expose the hidden works of darkness, and I will bring a mighty wind to blow away the chaff so that my grain may be gathered and retained. Simple people with simple faith are awaiting justice and mercy. And, I will give it to them. I will answer their requests… with or without you. I give you hearty counsel… I give you true riches, I give you wisdom from on high, and I give you a scepter of judgement, for it is written that judgement must begin in my house.

President of the Governorate – Cardinal Giuseppe Bertello
What stalks at noonday? What pestilence abides, even in bed chambers? What will men give for their souls? What ransom or absolutions are sufficient? Will my blood be trampled underfoot? It has a voice and cries out even now… strip and bow low. It is written, naked you come into this world and naked you will leave. Buy of me garments dipped in blood. Buy of me raiment that does not grow old. Look to be clothed with wedding clothes and come at my bidding. Now is the time, today is the day if you will hear. Positions are fleeting, and the line of ascension is long and impatient. Make no mistake, you are in sight. Parvenurs salivate as they watch you, and your flesh they desire to feast upon. This spirit is called “appetite,” and is never filled. It has taken up residence in your Governorate and thinks it has a right. Others have assented or ignored, but your calling is for such a time as this. Your anointing is as Jehu who overthrew Jezebel without remorse. The dogs await, and your calling is clear. Now, Giuseppe, now.

President – Tallis Obed Moses
Give me a chance to marry your names. What blessings will come from Obed-Edom… my presence. What will Moses do… prophesy and lead. Do you know what a name sake is in my eyes? Do you not know, have you not seen what I the Lord will do for those who love me? What good thing will I withhold from you. It is my Father’s good pleasure to give to you the Kingdom. Behold, now I give you glad tidings and great joy. Open and embrace. Is this not your way, of you ancients? Will you reject what the sea brings you. How much more will I give, as the one who formed the seas. I am the original mover, and I will come to you again. I will make you a name among the nations. I will exalt those who exalt me, and I will give grace to the humble. Now is the time of your arising.

Prime Minister – Charlot Salwai
Know this… that I who formed you, I who looked upon your formation, I who knitted you am now ready to unveil you. As a bride is walked by her father, so will I walk with you. You will be protected, cherished, and loved. You will shine under my authority and blessing. I will unveil you before all to see your beauty. I will exhibit you as a trophy of grace, and because have stayed humble, I will give you wisdom beyond your years. La La La they will say. Who is this that speaks, they will exclaim. My grace is made perfect in weakness, and though you feel weak, I am strong.

President – Shavkat Mirziyoyev[α]

Join Bethlehem, for you are little among the nations. Yet, through you, Shaykat, I will birth the savior. He shall come to you in a dream saying, “this is the Way, walk in it.” You will turn completely and follow him. Thus, you will avoid ruin and lead many to salvation. This will be known to many, some will seek your life, but be of good cheer, for it is written: “To live is Christ, to die is gain.” Do not fear what man can do to you, fear The lord, and live.

Prime Minister – Abdulla Aripov

Do not pretend that you know what you know well you don’t know. Pretending is over for you. Now is the time to stand up as a man and contend with me, says God. What will you give for your soul? What do you have that I need, and what leverage do you think you have with the living God. It is written, “it is a fearful thing to fall into the hands of a living God.” Be of good cheer, however, for it is also written that the fear of God is the beginning of wisdom. When you were a child, you were weaned from your mother’s breast, and now it is time to be a man. “I no longer drink from my mother,” you exclaim. Ah, but you have not been weaned from the teat of sycophants, largess at the expense of others, and the preening and self-serving that surround you. Behold, I open your eyes. Now, open your heart that you may receive truth in the inward man. Do not shrink from hardship and duty, embrace them and live. The softness of your “duties” have done nothing for you. Isn’t it time to do something different? As it is written, today is the day of salvation. Therefore, turn to life and live.

President – Tabaré Vázquez

Take care what you wish for. You want fame, paint a target on your back. You want acclaim, lay down your life. You want numbers, you will sacrifice relationships. You want money, it will take the wings of the dawn. Come let us reason together now… I the Lord want more for you than you can ask or think. I have beautiful fields, rolling hills, languid days, winsome friendships. All this and more. Yet a little while. What you see with your eyes is not what is. What you place your weight on is not to be trusted. Buy of me the things that have substance. Distribute abroad to the needy and you will always have more than enough. I will bring three tests to you not many days from now.
One will be the test of mercy. The obvious response will be clear, but the response of mercy will take humility.
The next will be the test of lack. What looks like a shortfall can be cleaned up with keystrokes and subterfuge. The plenty will come only if you enter in to giving of your substance.
The last is the test of death: Give up your life and you’ll find it. Lose it for my sake and the gospel and you’ll have life enough and to spare. You will create sanctuary for many.

That’s it. My love will sustain you, my wisdom support you, my faithfulness will bring joy to you in the midst of the storm that has come upon you and your nation.

Queen – Elizabeth II[γ]
Dearest Elizabeth, I come once again to your side with my anointing. It has kept you, instructed you, guided you, and spoken to you. I yearn to show you even more of myself, and while you are in your tent still, I want to do that. It’s not just for you, but it’s for many more people. I am preparing a forum for you… it is unlike any other you have heretofore known. It holds sway more than you can imagine. What do those who whisper know, what do they know? I place you above the naysayers, the gainsayers, and the nonsense of vain men. Let vanity be far from you, for the heathen imagine vain things. Their imaginings bounce to and fro between their ears and they imagine that others hear and take note. Look to your heart again, for I am bringing something new to it. I will plant a new seed there, and I mean for it to grow. It’s small, like a mustard seed, yet it will become another place for the birds of the air to build nests. It is written that man looks on the outward appearance but I still look upon and ponder the hearts. So, I am going to review with you one and all. I will have you change some opinions, and then to pray. Twine that is tangled will be pulled straight, and long will the line become. I will stretch the line and snap it, for crooked places must be made straight, foundations must be re-established, shored up; for I will add and build higher than had heretofore been imagined or dreamed possible. This is the seventh era, and I mean it to be a rest to you, ceasing from striving, and entering into my works only.

Prime Minister – Theresa May
You desired to be iron too. Your desire to follow your predecessor was of me, but following and being are different. Times are different, and this new dawn is for England of old. The Chunnel is for export, not import. You are not part of the continent, never have been, never will be. Your commerce is your heart, so don’t lose heart. Rather, keep your heart with all diligence for out of it I will issue forth a new dawn, a new message, a new day. The light does not come from the east, and it’s not pink in the morning. Though, there is a warning, it is not to be overly heeded. For, I will arise directly over you… not from the North, South, East, nor West. I am the Daystar that arises in the hearts once again. You will talk, you will walk, you will appear differently, for I mean to visit you with a new resolve. A new vision I will give… one from of old, but renewed in the hearts. Those who run about and think themselves chic will be exposed. The dandies will also be spanked. It is written that I chasten the ones I love, for what father will spoil his beloved son? I will harden with the rod of correction, and the peaceable fruit of righteousness will be had. Waiters will wait, smiths will forge, carpenters will repair and make new. I come upon those workers with their hands. New mine shafts will be sunk, new ships will sail, renewed commerce will spring forth. The stagnant waters will be drained like the sun’s hot breath on the moor. All of this is my doing, simply because you wanted iron. So strengthen the feeble knees, lift up the arms that hang down, for you did not imagine all would happen without a stiff fight. I sill bloody the nose, I will bruise the soul, I will scourge those who need it, for my hot, jealous love burns brightly now for the Realm. Your legacy will be secure as you stay the course, nothing doubting, unwavering, and full of faith that I will do what I showed you I will do. Though it tarry now, I will do it for I am faithful.

President – Sheikh Khalifa bin Zayed Al Nahyan
Around and around you go… with your wife, brother, friends, and subjects. You think that a title should give you license to say and do what you will and all will acquiesce. Why do you require fawning subservience? Look to your heart now, for I will contend with you. Stand up as a man before his maker and tell me what you are. Consider that I made everything and you are but a whiff of wind in time. You will return to dust, and only memories in others’ minds and written words about you will remain. Come and let us reason together now, for your sins are many but I will wipe them away with one stroke of my blood. The blood you have ordered shed, overtly and covertly, the blood that cries to me for justice, will not be held against you if you will only fall upon the rock. Do not let yourself be crushed by the stone rejected, for it is written that it’s a fearful thing to fall into the hands of a living God. I will put it in the hearts of some despised ones to dig around your base, to fertilize, and to care so that you will bear fruit to repentance and life.

Prime Minister – Sheikh Mohammed bin Rashid Al Maktoum
In the desert, as a young man, you called to me. I am the God of Abraham, and that is how you addressed me. You set in motion people who do my bidding… you gave permission, unbeknownst to yourself, for ones to approach you. They are afraid, but they are faithful and will love not their lives unto death. Even if they end up underneath my throne, beheaded for their faith, it’s a good resurrection for them, but one for you unto death. So much hangs in the balance for you, and I yearn for your heart, not your head. I listen for a young voice again, full of wonder and desire. In the stillness that you still seek, I am going to come to you… in a dream, a night vision. Write it down, for it will last and is alive. Ponder, yearn, and pray.