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The Cybernetic World Rebels, But! I Conquer By The Power Of Love From On High! Here I Am Again—That’s Plain!


The Saga Of The Week Begins Quietly…

Journal—An ongoing dialog between thiaBasilia and Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …

Wednesday, November 8, 2017 at 10:29 am.

O my Father, how good it feels to sleep! My body needed to catch up. Guess the thing to do now is to study the school’s guide. Very important if I am to improve the optimizing of the blog. I’m on to it.

It’s 10:30 pm. Time to call it quits. Thanks, my Father, I had a full day. Despite the lack of shattering events? Peace and certainty reigns within my being.  Hope for much sleep.

New Day. Renewed Determination….

Thursday, November 9, 2017 at 4:25 am.

May I Persuade You? Go Deep Into My Soul. Deep Into Priceless Pages? Sustenance Your Soul To Keep.

FREE BOOKS: No Catch – No Lock – No Hook – That’s My Outlook! (That’s what I’m going to post in my main site. No link. Not promoting my site at all!)

It’s now 7:34 am. Much progress for better reading the posts You have inspired Your child to publish. All to thank dearest Lorelle’s suggestions.

What is it that I want? What is it that I am determinate about? What is my goal?

By  9:31 am. I find myself reflecting.

Father? I have floundered my life away not knowing, ‘What is it that I want?’ But You know it. After all these years of walking in Your Presence? Your answer is now clear to me.

Little by little, through the years You have been revealing the matter to me. Indeed! You have chosen to reveal the matter to me through the many successful personalities arriving on my inbox on the daily basis.

This morning? The answers to those three unanswered questions popped into my mind. What triggered such answers? Listening to dear Derek Murphy.

Derek has been instrumental in Your hands to dig deep into my being for my motives. Statements like, “pretending not wanting to make money with our books is a distasteful hypocrisy”.

How true. Derek’s statement hit home with me. The last thing I want in my life is hypocrisy of any kind, but! The truth? I need money. Regardless, my books cannot be sold.

My books are meant to freely give to all what I freely got for myself. No other way around, but! In my human mentality? My logic does not add up with my Father/Creator’s plan for me.

That’s why I have published some of my books in Amazon. That’s why have I placed a link to Amazon in hope for all to buy those books. The truth? That’s part of my learning curve for what to do or not to do.

What is coming for me to do now? Take the books off the market. Re-titled them. Wait. My Father shall direct me on the next step. All is well with my soul now.

To continue later!

Bipolar Depression Schizophrenia? What’s Your Label?

What Is The Purpose For This Blog?

To Expose A Life Meant To Impact The Globe With Hope….

His Love In My Heart For All Remains There To Stay For Eternity, Thiabasilia.


Progress. Indeed Progress Of The Best Kind—Spiritual Progress! Let’s Get Into It, Shall We?

Journal—An ongoing dialog between thiaBasilia and Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …
Monday, November 6, 2017 at 3:48 am.

Definitely, my Father, most definitely Your progress within me it’s now obvious. From the chaos of the beginning to the rest of the 7th Day! What an amazing In-Between. My Journal—My Story. Enter Into My Journal—Partake Of My Story….

It’s now 5:55 pm. O my Father, where did my day go? At 5 am this morning I got the phone call from Ahmad. His daughter is in the hospital waiting to give birth to a second child.

From that hour on? Suspense. Baby is born. Ahmad goes to work. Nothing expected to be done today is done. Another day of waiting. Waiting for what?

That’s the problem. Waiting for things to happen could become a stumbling block for anyone, but! when I stumble? You quickly pick me up. What a blessing!

Waiting for things to happen is different than waiting on You. Right now? I can’t keep my eyes opened. It’s now, 6:50 pm.

O my Father? You know my problem persists. Show me Your solution. It’s now 9:06 pm. Slept for a couple of hours. Wake up? No much change. The situation is still with me. What situation?

Hum! The situation with my body and what and when I eat. The situation between Ahmad and myself. Nothing change. Letting minor things aggravate me because I don’t feel good. I blame it all on not having the right things to eat? Nonsense!

It’s all nonsense. Temporary frustrations. Nothing earth-shattering and of any relevance with Your plan of restoration to the original intent for my creation.

You know it all, my Father. I’ll go work in my graphics. That takes my silly mind off all these inconsequential matters.

Ah! Before I do anything else I need to post in Lorelle WordPress School. Onwards I am going. Thanks for the reminder, my Father.

The Next Day…

Tuesday, November 7, 2017 at 8:48 am.

As it turned out I could not finish posting. The computer went off again. This time? I did not restart it. I went ahead and turned it before I signed in.

I did one thing or the other around my place. Eventually I went to sleep for a couple of hours. I do not remember all that I did before I went to sleep until around 3 am.

I worked on my homemade shampoo. I cleaned up here and there. I took a shower and washed my hear with new shampoo. I ate my breakfast.

At last? I turned on the computer. Checked emails. Nothing important. Suddenly! The weekly reports showed up. That’s when I realized it was Tuesday. On Tuesday? I get all the Weekly posts from all my followers. A  long list of emails.

That’s my life. No earthly shattering events it seems like it. Another Tuesday? Will see. For the moment, I am to sleep again.

It’s now 10:21 am. Did not sleep. Instead, been looking into home remedies to help my body. Now? I am doing some cooking. Will try to work in Lorelle WordPress School. Hopefully there is nothing wrong with the connection from my computer to the school’s site. We’ll see.

1:53 PM sleep overtaking me. Yazeed came bearing some needed staples. Finally? Sleep.

Woke up at 6 pm. Working on my About Us page. Will add that page to the menu in Lorelle WordPress School. Then? Will post these entries? Maybe.

It’s now 7:17 pm. Things in my life are the way they are supernaturally and, things shall remain supernatural until the end. Why?

Ha! Dear Reader, I live in the natural most of my 78 years on this planet. I was miserable. Then? A radical change took place within me in 1985. A spiritual encounter. My transformation began.

In The Beginning There Was Chaos….Then Came The 7th Day…

Since then? Progress. Indeed Progress Of The Best Kind—Spiritual Progress!
I found out how possible and easy it is to live supernaturally, but! It did not happen overnight. What began in 1985 culminates in 2017.

Now, to clarify. When one lives supernaturally, one no longer needs to worry about anything! The Father/Creator lives supernaturally. He brought me into His supernatural existence. He did the work, not me.

He aims to bring all His children likewise to end the insanity of our natural life. It is really a simple matter, but! It MUST be done in the Father/Creator’s time.

None of our efforts to get there really work, but! When the Father/Creator does the work? It really, really works.

In 1985, the Father/Creator commissioned me to journal my life. Now I understand why He did that. He is using my journal to demonstrate His amazing work within my being.

Suddenly! This 2017 year? Wow! The blogging world at my disposal—the message travels swiftly through the waves of the Net. Destination? Your heart and mind—how ‘bout that?

In awe of His doings? I wait for whatever is next in those doings of the Father/Creator.

Here is the next to close this post….

Wednesday, November 8, 2017 at 4:37 am.

Wow! Thanks, my Father! I’m getting to sleep long stretches at a time. My body needs that sleep and You know it. The computer quit again in the middle of my work. Where was I, my Father?

Ah! I was in the process of posting. This time? I heard that voice in my head/heart, “Maybe it is not the right time to post.” It came to me to close the computer before I signed in.

I closed and disconnected the computer. I fixed me some eats. I ate. I went to bed to sleep. After a few minutes before I fell asleep? I woke up laughing big time. Don’t quite remember what I was laughing about. I turned and went back to sleep until around 4 am! How ‘bout that?

Now what, my Father? I think I was laughing at my ways in the natural. I talk fictitiously a lot of times. My family and friends in the USA know that. They simply pick my meaning and go on.

But here in Jordan? I don’t speak the language. Their English is somewhat limited. Regardless, the bond of love is beyond the language barrier. We communicate in the long run.

In the meantime? It really amuses me to see Ahmad and my new family here in Jordan knock themselves out to fulfill my most outlandish of requests.

Only my amusement turns into frustration when I cannot make them understand that whatever I requested was exactly the opposite of what I needed.

Well? O my Father, O Father of mine! You are so clever! Suddenly! All things are leveling out. We are coming to terms with the matter and laughing about it.

So much comical material among ourselves. Will be of much use in the process of the plan of restoration to the original intent for our creation.

Great! Is coming to me to add this entry to the post. I’ll do. Hopefully the computer stays put until I finish the task.
His love in my heart for all, thiaBasilia.


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Saturday, November 4, 2017 at 10:52 am.

Father? The computer is not fixed. It did it again—went off without warming. I will turn it off. I will uninstall my second hard drive G. Maybe that has become a problem.

Saturday, November 4, 2017 at 1:00 pm.

Father? You are in control. Show me the way to get help to fix the computer. I need to describe the problem.

View basic information about your computer  (Here I inserted the basic info about the comp. boring subject. lol)

It’s now 3:26 pm. Waiting to see if problem repeats. I did not sleep earlier. I will now go to sleep. Here is 7:35 pm. No ‘go’ to sleep. Instead? I got shook up about something and wrote the following.

Father? Thanks for taking control of these emotions of mine. You know how discouraging it is to think the best only for the worst to happen.

The computer seem to be fixed. I will turn it off for a while. Don’t know what to do next. I wait on You. I know it will come to me what to do as I go along.

I think I wound up in bed and slept at last. A long time I slept.

Came The Next Day.

Sunday, November 5, 2017 at 2:40 pm.

Well, I been up since around 4 am this morning, but! Been working on the cleaning and rearranging of the computer setup in the apartment.

I came back to record it all around 11 am but! The computer faulted again, and! Poof went my unsaved work!

Father? You know all about these situations that come my way. Sure enough, I been looking to recuperate the unsaved lines to no avail. Will I ever learn? Perhaps, Your lead was not the way I was going?

Talk to me my Father, talk to me. I need to hear Your lovely voice from within, but! Now my back is hurting big time, I think I need to talk to Ahmad about getting me some herbs but he does not answer the phone. I’ll try to sleep. Perhaps You’ll talk to me in a dream.

It’s now 6:20 pm.

So thankful I remain, my Father, and! You know it. This morning, I lost what I had started. I asked to hear Your voice. I went to sleep hoping to hear from You in a dream.

Well, it did not happen. You did not speak to me in a dream. I slept from around 3 pm until around 5 pm. Ha! I still hurt but! Not as much, and! Automatically, began to take care of unfinished chores.

Of course, while I do chores? Your thoughts come to me. I finally got around to the shoes I needed to clean. I completed one task in the kitchen. I fixed a cup of tea.

I came to the computer. I pulled this journal. I went to the Net to copy Lorelle’s so especial reply. In the process? When I clicked to finish selecting the text, poof! The computer quit me again!

This time? It came to me. The old mouse I was using is damaged. Try the new mouse again. When the computer started? I changed the mouse. I waited until the computer reset it. Something I did not do before.

When the computer finished the reset? I began to use the mouse. This time the new mouse is working fine. O but how I hope the problem is solved. If not? You will show me what to do, I am sure.

Dear Reader, wasn’t that an earth-shattering piece of information? I figure it would captivate your attention for sure! O well, just figuring. Lol

But, why I insist in keeping you informed about all the insignificant details of my daily existence? Ha! That’s what I was thinking about when I was doing chores.

The reason came to me. How? The more I publish these minute details in thousands of words? The more you all shoot me an ‘awesome’.

Sometimes? I think you are just humoring me, but then again? I got my first solid positive critique from a professional. I tell you? I wanted to cry for joy!

Father? You are so clever! All these years You have been preparing me for this epic year of 2017, but! It’s already November, no big ending has come to pass.

  • I thought You had missed it somewhere along the line. Silly me! When will I cease contemplating such preposterous possibilities? Your promises. Your doings. Your ways?
  • Totally way over my silly mind, but! That does not perturb You in the least. Despite my silliness? You continue to fulfill Your plan of restoration for the original intent of my creation. What a marvel!

Dear Reader, know what? We were created to be loved and to love in return, but! I have never really understood the meaning of that sentence. The truth?

The concept about love ingrained in my mind from birth until death do I part? WRONG! Not really a clue of the deep meaning of such love as the love of our Creator—the love of our Creator for us human beings—His created children.

Clueless I remained perhaps until this moment, but! Little by little, incident by incident? Father demonstrates His love to me.

There you have it, dear reader. That’s why all the details that you all find ‘awesome’! Anyhow? Father sent me to Lorelle WordPress School. For what?

To get me His diploma, I guess. After the following critique of my website? I believe to be on my way to graduation already! Hahaha! The truth? My head is about to explode! Mainly out of amazement with our Father’s doings.

Lorelle VanFossenOwner

+thiaBasilia Licona excellent! However, it’s hard to read when I’m greeted with explanations and excuses. Dump those and get to the point. Your writing and thoughts are brilliant and we want those, not a warning that this is a long pot. Kills the mood. Lol.

I’m having trouble reading and tracking your posts. I understand that you are writing in a journal format, but you have multiple days in a single post. I recommend that it is broken up by dates, with one per post, to make it easier to follow. You also have huge blocks of bold and italic, which are both very hard to read. You probably haven’t gotten to that part in my tutorials, but it’s important to understand about readability and how to make the process be enjoyable for the reader as well as for the writer.

Your use of images is great. I’m not finding the about or the contact page. And these come very early in the lessons. Keep working on it. You started out fantastic. Keep going

Dear Reader, would I had found this school before? Lorelle would not quite been able to appreciate the content of the site, much less give me such outstanding feedback on the site.

The same reason why, in the past? I did not get as many readers as the content of the blog is meant to get, but! By now Father has seen to it that I get the skills that it takes to craft an article.

Furthermore? In the past, I had no direction, no structure, but! In the present? Father been sending to me great writers with free tutorials on the writing craft.

That’s why in the last few weeks? I became aware of the problem, but! I did not know how to define or correct my problem. Lorelle’s valuable input defines in my mind what I already knew to be wrong but! Did not know how to define it as to correct it. Now I know.

So? Watch out my dear Reader, watch out! From this post on? I’ll bend over backwards to make your reading 100% readable. Really? Well, the least I can do is to do away with the bold. Will see.

In the meantime? The best I can do right now? Some chopping. Be thinking about how to use Lorelle’s valuable suggestions.

It’s now 11:59 pm. The midnight hour has arrived. I will now go to sleep. I’ll post this when I wake up in a couple hours.

What is the purpose for this blog?

To Expose A Life Meant To Impact The Globe With HOPE….

“Fear not. I did not set you up for you to make an impact in this world. I set you up to impact the world with the work I do in your heart at all times.” Said the Creator to thiaBasilia.

The ways of mankind are insane, troublesome, heavy loads imposed on each one of us. Indeed! This world is ridden with insanity.

Insanity Affect Us All!

What is the key to Abolish Insanity?

The Secret key to Abolish Insanity? It’s in my Journal. Read on and on until you find that Secret key to Abolish Insanity to avail you for eternity.

His love in my heart for all remains there to stay for eternity, thiaBasilia.


Cart track in Upperaustria leads to the sky.

Journal—An ongoing dialog between thiaBasilia and Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …

Friday, November 3, 2017 at 9:26 am.

Memories. O my Father! How awesome You are. And how real and practical. Nothing at all as I learned in the past.

Inspired and well-meaning pastors, teachers, leaders of exemplary lives, humble, committed to Your service, yet! Unable to empower me to abandon all and follow Yahushua.

Worse yet, unable to resolve the insurmountable heap of emotional disturbance within my being. Countless meetings. Countless inspired sermons. Countless consecrations. Countless attempts to apply such wonderful inspired words. Countless confessions of faith. Healing ministry. Deliverance ministry. Money. Faithful to my pastors. Tithes. All to no avail. I remained ambling the isles of so many halls asking for guidance.

Was it the fault of my pastors and teachers? No, it was not. The truth? We have been programmed to believe certain ways and principles even before our birth. What on earth is wrong with that?

O but how subtle this program in our minds stagnate us spiritually. What am talking about? I am talking about the myriad of teachers going forth with their teachings nowadays.

Yes, those are what they are, inspired talks. What do we do? How we take these talks? In fact, what do we do with the words written in the Scriptures, or Bible?

We knock ourselves out to perform in our lives in accord with those words. Before we know it? Week after week we sit at the foot of such inspired teacher.

Week after week, month after month, year after year we become hypnotized by this one individual. We live and breathe by the same line this one breathes.

Next? Comes the proselyting. We wish all people to hear this inspired one. Before you know it? Thousands are flocking to get a piece of the action.

What happens to that ‘inspired teacher’? You find the answer here, it is written.

Daniel 11:32-35 AMPC+

(32)  And such as violate the covenant he shall pervert and seduce with flatteries, but the people who know their Almighty Yahuwah shall prove themselves strong and shall stand firm and do exploits [for Almighty Yahuwah].

(33)  And they who are wise and understanding among the people shall instruct many and make them understand, though some [of them and their followers] shall fall by the sword and flame, by captivity and plunder, for many days.

(34)  Now when they fall, they shall receive a little help. Many shall join themselves to them with flatteries and hypocrisies.

(35)  And some of those who are wise, prudent, and understanding shall be weakened and fall, [thus, then, the insincere among the people will lose courage and become deserters. It will be a test] to refine, to purify, and to make those among [Almighty Yahuwah’s people] white, even to the time of the end, because it is yet for the time [Almighty Yahuwah] appointed.

Again in my inbox? Email from Joel. This time Joel is promoting a book that inspired him. The author of the book makes this flamboyant claim,

Because I am a follower of Jesus, I have a giant example that essentially makes it impossible for me to miss my purpose.  My purpose in life is to live like Jesus, talk like Jesus, treat people like Jesus did, have compassion like Jesus did, love people like Jesus did.  What I actually do for a living is secondary to who I am and where I am headed.  That is an important distinction to make in this life. 

What? Why do I call it flamboyant? For goodness sake, thiaBasilia, what is wrong with such claim? I is it not the same claim you make? NAY! My purpose in life is not because I am a follower of ‘Jesus’. and? I hear that inner voice,

“You see it, My child? Do You see now why I let you experience all the inspired waves that I sent your way? Do you see now how I have plucked you out from among such inspired teachers? Yes, they are Mine. Yes, they speak truth, and? Yes, they will fall, but! NO! You are not to be concerned about their fate. Go on. You follow Me.”

Friday, November 3, 2017 at 3:43 pm.

O thanks, my Father! The computer is working beautifully. Only I must buy a new mouse, but! I can afford that. No problem.

I am now heading to the family for dinner. Another blessed day! Blessed be Your name forever!

Friday, November 3, 2017 at 9:10:12 pm.

Had a delightful meal. Been back since around 9 pm. Had excellent communication with Ahmad. Now we are in the same page. Now we wait together at last! I am now going to sleep.

Saturday, November 4, 2017 at 12:11 am.

Did you hear my scream? The stabbing pain hit my brain with vengeance! A leg cramp. How why? What did I eat or not eat to cause such agonizing pain?

I haven’t got the slightest, but! You do my Father. You know. You know. You know. So what gives? Wait. Wait. Wait. Comes the voice in my head and heart.

Father? How real You are. How amazingly loving. How wise. Fully awaken. I shake my leg. I get up. Shake my leg quickly. The cramp subsides. I walk to the kitchen. In my hand I hold the cup.

I think of Andrea. Mustard, she tells me. I think, mustard is basically turmeric. I place half teaspoon of turmeric. Half teaspoon of ginger. I fill the pot with filtered water.

I boil the mixture for a minute or so. I pour it in the cup. All the while I am thinking, thinking, thinking. I let the drink set for a minute. I test the water temp. I add two teaspoons of honey in the mug. I savor the mixture.

I begin to feel much better. Not a trace of the cramp. I head to my inbox. Ah! Let me see what my sis is up to. Wow! Here is my comment.

My sis, been a while since we touch. Life. Up. Down. All around. Father knows. No matter how much it hurts. No matter what pathetic expletives we throw at Him? No matter. His embrace tightens around us! He won’t let go of us! He knows. He knows.

What are we to do? How can we praise Him in such horrid times? How can we trust when the hurt is at its peak? No way! He knows. He knows. He knows.

Wait. Wait. Wait comes the voice in our heads and hearts. WAIT! HOW LONG? Wait. Wait. Wait. The voice insists. Wait. Wait. Wait. Soon the DOOR shall open wide for you, for each one who waits on ME!

Much love, my sis. thiaBasilia. 🙂 End of comment.

Now what, my Father? Ah! Little by little You are formulating Your plan in my head and heart. I see. In awe of Your doings I remain. Let it rain. Let it flow my brain.

Saturday, November 4, 2017 at 2:22 am.-5:52 am.

I need to go back to sleep. I expect this to be one of the best 7th Day of Rest in a while. The last post was a hit with more likes than the previous one.

Your children are beginning to stir in my midst. And me? I wait. I wait. I wait until You deem necessary for me to wait.

Ahmad? Much laughter and fun at my expense. No pride left in me. Shamelessly, I talked about my foolishness in asking for a British husband. He laughed about it before, but now? He roared in laughter.

All the time? He’s been knowing he is the MAN to represent my Father for the rest of my days until Yahushua’s return. What a blessed moment we shared last night.

The epic of the moment? The revelation. The money shall come to Ahmad. It shall come from one person. This person has been watching Ahmad’s unique and amazing ways with the public.

Something that Father hinted to me several times, but! Now? It’s official. We wait. We wait. We wait. With patience and composure, we wait.

Dear Reader, there is a passage of Scripture that I have quoted to my own self and to others repeatedly, but! I been quoting amidst.

Didn’t really know the deep meaning of such glorious words. Today? This moment? His inner voice is whispering such words to me. Those words are now a living reality. I hear,

But what of that? For I consider that the sufferings of this present time (this present life) are not worth being compared with the esteem that is about to be revealed to us and in us and for us and conferred on us!

For even the whole creation (all nature) waits expectantly and longs earnestly for Our Creator’s sons to be made known waits for the revealing, the disclosing of their sonship.

For the creation (nature) was subjected to frailty (to futility, condemned to frustration), not because of some intentional fault on its part, but by the will of Him Who so subjected it—yet with the hope that nature (creation) itself will be set free from its bondage to decay and corruption and gain an entrance into the esteemed freedom of Our Creator’s children.

We know that the whole creation of irrational creatures has been moaning together in the pains of labor until now.

And not only the creation, but we ourselves too, who have and enjoy the firstfruits of the Set Apart Spirit a foretaste of the blissful things to come groan inwardly as we wait for the redemption of our bodies from sensuality and the grave, which will reveal our adoption (our manifestation as Our Creator’s sons).

For in this hope we were saved. But hope the object of which is seen is not hope. For how can one hope for what he already sees?

But if we hope for what is still unseen by us, we wait for it with patience and composure.

So too the Set Apart Spirit comes to our aid and bears us up in our weakness; for we do not know what prayer to offer nor how to offer it worthily as we ought, but the Spirit Himself goes to meet our supplication and pleads in our behalf with unspeakable yearnings and groanings too deep for utterance.

And He Who searches the hearts of men knows what is in the mind of the Set Apart Spirit what His intent is, because the Spirit intercedes and pleads before Our Creator in behalf of the saints according to and in harmony with Our Creator’s will.

We are assured and know that Our Creator being a partner in their labor all things work together and are fitting into a plan for good to and for those who love Our Creator and are called according to His design and purpose.

For those whom He foreknew of whom He was aware and loved beforehand, He also destined from the beginning foreordaining them to be molded into the image of His Son and share inwardly His likeness, that He might become the firstborn among many brethren.

And those whom He thus foreordained, He also called; and those whom He called, He also justified (acquitted, made righteous, putting them into right standing with Himself). And those whom He justified, He also esteemed raising them to a heavenly dignity and condition or state of being.

What then shall we say to ALL this? If Our Creator is for us, who can be against us? Who can be our foe, if Our Creator is on our side?

He who did not withhold or spare even His own Son but gave Him up for us all, will He not also with Him freely and graciously give us all other things?

Who shall bring any charge against Our Creator’s elect when it is Our Creator Who justifies that is, Who puts us in right relation to Himself? Who shall come forward and accuse or impeach those whom Our Creator has chosen? Will Our Creator, Who acquits us?

Who is there to condemn us? Will Messiah Yahushua, Who died, or rather Who was raised from the dead, Who is at the right hand of Our Creator actually pleading as He intercedes for us?

Who shall ever separate us from Messiah’s love? Shall suffering and affliction and tribulation? Or calamity and distress? Or persecution or hunger or destitution or peril or sword?

Even as it is written, For Thy sake we are put to death all the day long; we are regarded and counted as sheep for the slaughter.

Yet amid all these things we are more than conquerors and gain a surpassing victory through Him Who loved us.

For I am persuaded beyond doubt (am sure) that neither death nor life, nor angels nor principalities, nor things impending and threatening nor things to come, nor powers,

Nor height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation will be able to separate us from the love of Our Creator which is in Messiah Yahushua our Master!

In awe of His doings, I close this post.

His love in my heart for all remains there to stay for eternity, thiaBasilia.


Dear Reader, this is the longest post yet, but! I have not posted for a while.. Breaking all rules of sensible posting, but! I know you would like to know what has been going on with me while I was not posting.

I hope you’ll break all the hold ups in your routine to read other posts. No kidding. This post is packed with especial info coming from my experience of this life of mine. A life full of goodly surprises not just for me but for us all.

All ends well. You’ll be amused at my own silly expectations. But, more than amused? I hope to delight you with the Father/Creator’s ways to deal with me. It is all for our mutual benefit.

Much love, thiaBasilia. 🙂


Sunday, October 29, 2017 at 9:12 am.

Father? Am I unhappy? What is this thing about happiness? Why some people are just as happy as they can be, but! So many are pitifully unhappy?

Better yet, some people are blissfully happy as they fulfill the numerous ‘goals’ they set for themselves.

These people are celebrities, applauded by the great society of mankind, but! Me? I can only feel sorry for them. O my Father, what You have to say about these nonconventional feelings that come over me?

Another observation. Remembering where I come from. I remember when knowing important people, wearing brand name expensive clothing, buying only the best of everything was my way of life.

When did all of that changed, my Father? Or, has it changed? I think not. I still find myself proud to know important people. I still pride myself, if nothing else to know a good brand of anything. And buying the best regardless the cost?

Ha! That’s my problem. Or, is it a problem, my Father? You are the Sovereign of the Universe. I am a child of Your heart. Why should I not want the best of the best?

But how am I different from others that also want the best for themselves and for their families? Much to think about. Read on, you’ll find that unexplainable reason.

Sunday, October 29, 2017 at 5:28 pm.

Father? What have I done with my day? So much I would like to do, but! I have run into dead ends all day long. Nothing works. I am aggravated! Maybe sleep.

Monday, October 30, 2017 at 1:50 am.

Hahaha! HalleluYah! Indeed! What a joy it is to live in Your Presence under Your loving control and direction.

I was so aggravated when I went to sleep around 6 pm. I slept until around midnight. Longest stretch I slept in a while. Ha! Not bad. Not exactly great, but! Did not feel the itch or pain that much. Hum! What to drink? Cinnamon tea? OK. Fixed tea. Head to my inbox.

First thing I noticed? My oldest sent me an e-card. Not really pleased. I do not celebrate these days, but! So glad to hear from my child.

Next? First thing on top? Just, Joel. Head line? Just ‘Miracles’. Hum! Let’s see. Wow! My Father knocking at the door of my troubled mind! Here is the account of it all.


thiaBasilia Licona thialicona@gmail.com  .12:30 AM (1 hour ago)

Joel? I was really aggravated when i went to sleep. I know by experience Father is in control of every minute detail of my life, but! Reading and realizing the horrible wave of beauty going on now-days? It’s frustrating to me. No matter. Father does pay mind to my frustrations. He is prompt to answer me. So? on top of my emails while I slept. your headline. Wow!

Here I inserted my entry for the day. I ended with,

Ha! I slept longer than I have slept in a while. I see and I know the difference, but! The problem with my health, though that it is not fatal? It’s aggravating! I think there is nothing worse than itching all over and not knowing what on earth is causing the infernal itch. What did I eat? I am into healthy eating. Elimination is not that easy. You  know what I mean?

Anyhow, not just the itch, but! the people–my loved ones around and far from me? Nothing but AGGRAVATION! lol Father knows. Your email? That’s my miracle! No problem. The itching moment? Gone along all my aggravations and frustrations! Hahaha! HalleluYah!

Joel? You are an instrument into our Father’s hand! Wow! Your email it’s a miracle. I remain in awe of our Father’s doings.It’s midnight. I just woke up! Talking to Him. That’s what my journal is all about. The moment is rough. He knows all about it. I couldn’t keep my eyes opened. I go to sleep in the middle of the writing. I wake up? A miracle in the head line. Oh?

Much love. Hope this reply gets to any of you in a personal way as it came to me. thiaBasilia. 🙂

An ecard From my oldest.

Happy Halloween!

Greetings! I’m sorry that I haven’t been in touch more this year. It’s been an odd year for me, but things are settling down. I’m back at the steel mill as a buyer in purchasing and am enjoying myself.

Drop me a line and let me know how you are doing. Hope your Halloween and 2017 holidays are magical, joyful, and filled with cheer.

Warmest Regards,


Monday, October 30, 2017 at 5:12 am.


So glad to hear from you, la ‘vieja segunda’—a ghostly appearance. Most appropriate. I do not celebrate this unhallow-een. Lol but! So glad your coming back into ‘la vieja’s’ hallow-inn! Will love to hear your voice.

Warmest and deepest love for my first-born prodigy child!  Mom 😊 End of quote.


Spiritual Progress….

Monday, October 30, 2017 at 5:26 am.

O my Father! How neat and clever You are! It’s incredible to me the way You give me hind’s feet and make me to walk not to stand still in terror, but to walk and make spiritual progress upon my high places of trouble, suffering, or responsibility! (Habbaqquq 3:19.) Wow!

Monday, October 30, 2017 at 9:02 am.

Sunday, October 29, 2017 was a most wasted aggravating day for me in a long time. Came today, Monday? My estranged oldest reaching out to me again. The Miracle by Joel’s email.

Who is there? My Father bearing my hind’s feet, of course! Hahaha! HalleluYah! I sense today shall be my most productive day in a long time. Nothing like it was yesterday.

Dear Reader, for starts? It came to me to drink hot water until I get over this infernal itch in my body. I have been eating and drinking all kinds of crazy mixtures to improve my health.

I don’t have the slightest now as to what caused such an itch to flare up big time since yesterday. It drove me crazy!

I am sure drinking hot water for a while will give a chance for my body to detox by itself. By that time? Father has already given me instructions on how to regulate my eats and drinks. Tell you about it later.

It has come to me to format and optimize this writing for the post of today. To build one more graphic to embellish the message I am proclaiming in, My Journal—My Story. Enter Into My Journal—Partake In My Story….

I am on to build that graphic now. Don’t know when I will post again. Graphics take a good bit of my time. Be back later.

Monday, October 30, 2017 at 12:06 pm.

Weird things happen in the Cybernetic World, or, is it just in my computer? Thanks, my Father for giving me enough sense to ask for help.

In Photoshop, in the middle of my master piece? I clicked to highlight. Poof! The computer went off. It restarted but! I lost much of my work. Going back now. Hopefully the problem is fixed.

Monday, October 30, 2017 at 5:34 pm.

Things are going well. You know it my Father. But I am cold and sleepy. I will now take a nap. I wait on You for whatever is next.

Another Revealing Dream…

Tuesday, October 31, 2017 12:53 pm.

Well, this is the end of the 10th month. What is really happening, my Father? Things continue to go wild. I lost some of what I recorded yesterday.

Now? I have been trying to record what happened since I went to sleep around 5:304 pm. I have not been able to recuperate anything.

Having to start from scratch. Help, my Father. I had a vision of ants on my desk. I wrote all about it in a comment, but before I save it? Poof! The computer turned off.

I will continue to search a solution, but! If I can’t find it? I know You will show me what to do next.

Tuesday, October 31, 2017 at 2:44 pm.

I found the comment. Evidently the articles about the meaning of ants in a dream was posted a long time ago. I only found it today. Here is the comment:

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Quote “Tell me, have you ever thought of the little insects who invade your space as something you need to “clean up in your own life” or that they symbolize something? Sometimes I feel weird about sharing such information but it will be neat to hear from all of you?”

Yes, I am visiting Jordan. Ahmad–a very cultured gentleman has adopted me as his mother. I often complain about the ants invading my place in the summer. He, invariable sets out to give a big lecture about the ants. 

Well, I do respect his take in it all, but! I do not like to have those busy little things in wait for me to quickly wipe them out with a wet sponge. That’s the best way it has come to me to rid myself of the little annoying things.

Now? It’s 3:45 am over here. Been sleeping for the last two hours. The Spirit of my Father/Creator comes to me in my dreams. He directs my way while I sleep.

Lately more than ever before? The dreams are amazingly conforming with what goes on in my daily living.

So, in the last couple days I been aggravated, annoyed with my tendency to pay mind to what I see around me near and far instead of paying mind to the Father/Creator’s loving control of my life.

So, the last thing I saw this morning? A black patch of ants busy on my desk in front of the computer monitor, out of all places!

Immediately, it came to me–team work. United Kindred Spirits. I came to Google to find the meaning as Father directs me to do. What did I find on the 3rd try? You!

Accurate meaning and deciphering of several other things I needed to clarify. I am in awe of the Almighty Father Creator of our beings.

He has a plan to restore us to the original intent for our creation–to love and be loved.

His plan is now in effect. How He is doing it. I see it but! My only task is to write and publish. He is doing the rest. Please visit,


Let me know your thoughts. thiaBasilia. End of quote.

Tuesday, October 31, 2017 at 4:16 pm.

Couldn’t keep my eyes opened. Went to Sleep at that moment. Didn’t wake up until about 7:30 pm. Ahmad came for a visit. Went back to sleep around midnight.

Wednesday, November 1, 2017 at 7:45 am.

I recovered Windows. It seems the computer is working fine now. It’s the first of the 11th month. By the dream of last night? It looks this will be a month of testing.

I was thinking of the number eleven when I wrote that sentence, but! I went to hunt for the meaning of my dream. Came back. It came to me to look for the meaning of the number eleven.

At first I was going to pull the meaning of numbers, but! No. Look for number eleven in your previous writhing in this file. So I did! Wow! This is what I found,

…Furthermore, have I not promised you that you shall never be put to shame or depressed anymore? Have I not promised you more wisdom & wealth than what I gave to King Solomon? Have I not promised you a husband to represent Me for the rest of your time on these earthly grounds as they now are? Have I not promised you the fulfilment of all your dreams?

Very well then, why have I made such outlandish promises to you? Because, O thiaBasilia—O child of My heart, because with your sordid past of sinful living plus the fact of your low birth, you are the most un-liken candidate to receive such honors. Absolutely, you have no grounds to attribute any glory to your goodness.

You see now? My ways and my thoughts are way above the human mind & heart.

In your dream this time, you stood naked in front of Me looking for me to praise and admired your slim body, why? Not because, you wanted My approval but, I wanted you to see My complete work. Thus, in the previous dream you saw first the number three; then the number eleven.

Now, in this dream you saw My completed work after this period of chaos, disorder and judgment that you are passing thru.

There will be some changes in this agonizing period of pain & defeat that you are suffering. Wait. You are equipped now to wait in good spirits, expecting the best even if the worst should manifest.

Remember, I am always with you. I will never, ever leave or forsake you. I delight in your child like obedience. My delight in that obedience is your strength.”

The Dreams This Time….

Wow! Amazing! In my dream, I was coming home. Maybe Ahmad’s younger son was with me. It seems like it had been raining hard. There was an overflown ditch in our way to make it home. I said, I guess the water is to deep to step in? Next, we went in to some sort of depot. Many people busy with whatever. I went against the wall. There was a bench. A lady and husband were sitting there. They made room for me. She was laughing. So was myself. We were making fun of having to wait for the water to come down, so we could go on!

Talking about being equipped now to wait in good spirits, expecting the best even if the worst should manifest?

Most certainly my Father! Most certainly! You have equipped me well! So? Perhaps I must wait for another month.

Perhaps I must wait even for another year. Perhaps it would be even tomorrow or the next day? Whatever! I am well equipped now to wait in good spirits! Hahaha! HalleluYah.

I am on now to redo the graphic I been working on to illustrate the purpose for the blog/book that You have inspired me to put together.

Talking about starting this month in good spirits regardless the not so good situation with my computer and my living staples?

Here I am. The computer been acting up because I need to change the power supply—the fan is not working. The computer gets hot. It shuts down without warning.

Been thinking. I need to repair this computer but! I sure could a new second computer for a backup. I do not have the money for either, but! I thank You my Father for what I have.

I thank You for teaching me the skills to make use of a defective computer. That’s better than having the ability to buy another one and miss out on all that I am learning.

Besides. Soon You will send me that husband to take care of all these eventualities. Hahaha! That hope keeps me going for sure!

Father? I would like to have me a British husband—they seem to be so grand! O but You have put in high spirits to wait even when the worse is here. Got to get to my graphic with a fresh attitude. I will simplify it.

Wednesday, November 1, 2017 at 6:02 pm.

I am going to bed my Father. Hope for sleep. Woke up around 8:45 pm. It’s now Wednesday, November 1, 2017 at 10:03 pm-11:37 pm.

Problem with Word solved. Now I can continue with my Photoshop task. Hopefully, the computer quits kicking me off. Thanks, my Father. You are in control. No problem.

Thursday, November 2, 2017 at 1:35 am.

Quickly we are on our way on this second day of the 11th month. The computer continues to go off and on. I wait on You to develop the circumstances to remedy the problem.

Right now, I am going to bed. Really sleepy. Been a full day. Thanks my Father!

Thursday, November 2, 2017 at 5:12 am.

Thanks again, my Father! I woke up about half hour ago. Rested. Better than how I have felt in a few days despite quite disturbing dreams.

In my dream, I found myself walking towards the family’s house. I was really cold. Not sure if I had any cloth on. I was holding my arms around my breast. I looked down. I saw I was wearing my skirt. I came to the house. A girl was sitting at the bottom of the stairs. I thought she was Ahmad’s daughter, but it wasn’t. Around her the concrete was broke. I grabbed the rail and began to climb over the broken concrete , but I kept falling backwards Ahmad appeared at the top of stairs. I said, “You mean you home and don’t call me?” in anger he turned around, went back into the house. I quit trying to go up. I turned. I started walking to my house. The girl hand me a piece of bread with delicious spread. I tasted it. I laughed. I said, “you made my day!”

Next in my dream, I was by my bed with another woman. Suddenly! There was loud pounding on the roof like somebody was trying to break the roof. At the same time somebody was shaking the door violently as if to break it and come in. While I am watching it all? Fear begins to get a hold of me, but! I said, “O my Father! You are my Shield and my Buckler. I should not fear.” I woke up.

Perfect silent around 2:30 am. Just a few minutes after I had gone to sleep. I looked to my door. All still. Nothing shaking. What is the meaning of all of this, my Father? What are You telling me?

Thursday, November 2, 2017 at 7:46 am.

Now I know what is it that I fear, my Father. In looking for the meaning of my dream I ran into this article:

The 20 Richest Pastors in the World 


Eric Macedo is the founder of the Universal Church of the Kingdom of God in Brazil. He is worth $ 1.1 billion and is the richest pastor in the world. He is also the founder of Grupo Record, the largest media group in Brazil.

According to Forbes and Business Week he is continuously involved in scandals, mostly due to allegations that the UCKG illegally channeled donations of billions of US dollars intended for charity overseas, then returned the money to Brazil. The São Paulo Public Ministry said in a statement “it was proved that the money from donations, instead of being used for the maintenance of services, was diverted to serve the private interests of the accused”.[7] Macedo is accused of using the donations received from his poor followers to buy jewelry, TV stations, and other businesses for himself. The São Paulo state prosecutor said that Macedo and his associates had misappropriated more than US$2 billion in donations from 2003 to 2008 alone, and that the alleged scheme went back 10 years.[8] There have also been unofficial charges of fraud and money laundering. End of quote.

By far, this monster of prosperity preaching must be the most blatant challenge to the simplicity of the Good News of Yahushua our Messiah.

Why my dream, O my Father? I have committed myself to obey Yahushua’s words no matter the cost to my carnal or natural existence.

You tell me, my obedience is Your delight. Your delight in my obedience is my strength. Then You promised me more riches than You gave to King Solomon.

Just a couple days ago, You reminded me of Your promises and the reason why You made those promises to me.

Now this dream. Why? I asked. You responded with this enlightening article the richest and most deplorable human beings on this earth. What is my concluding thought on the matter?

NO WAY! No way shape or form do I desire any such reaches or followers for my life! I pause. I reflect in Your sight. My dreams. The wishes for my future life?

My wish to live in and improve a place like the one You have provided for me now. I wish for my veggie garden to provide food for me now, later? Perhaps to enlarge it for others as well.

I dream to see Your work prosper in the heart of Your people. To see the results of Your work in the renew area surrounding me. New buildings. Paved streets. A decent drainage.

I have no desire for popularity. I never did. I absolutely love my family and friends visits, but! To live with someone? Can’t fathom it! What about a husband?

Ah! My Father, but You know all about my desire for a husband. Not exactly a husband like in a wedding and living and sleeping together. No. I dream for the same situation You provided with my Honey.

My Honey was a MAN I respected. He had class and taste. He had wit and wisdom. He had a heart of gold. He had money. He had not a wife anymore. He was a widower.

You put upon himself to take care of me. And take care of me he did big time! For seven glorious years I experience true love from a human being.

Then? As You gave him to me, you took him away, but the experience? Far beyond any other experience in my tumultuous past.

Thursday, November 2, 2017 at 1:33 pm.

Father? You know all transpiring in my mind. It looks like my computer problems are solved for the moment. I am not quite certain on what or when to post next.

It’s been a while since I posted last. I need to touch base in Lorelle WordPress School. I need to finish with the editing, formatting, and preparing the two books You have led me to write and ready for publication.

I need Your help. I know I am missing out in something, or am I? Perhaps this is the way You are leading me. Perhaps when I see, when I hear the general consent about setting goals and all, I loose heart.

I am not my own. I belong to You. You always lead and direct me. Though that it seems to me I am missing, or I should be applying myself some discipline and such? You know all about it. I wait on You.

It is really disheartening to hear people clamoring for power to succeed in this life. I need only one power—the power to listen and obey You.

It’s now 2:00 pm. O my Father! I read. It’s astonishing the numerous individuals set in proclaiming messages from the unknown, healing techniques, the higher powers, the Universe, and much more, what is all about?

It’s all about dethroning You from the heart of mankind.

Thursday, November 2, 2017 at 5:36 pm.

The computer updated. Hopefully the update fixed all problems. I do not see any red crosses anymore. Been sleeping the whole afternoon. I am expecting a call from Denise. I will check now my status with the posting.

Thursday, November 2, 2017 at 10:50 pm.

The computer is not fixed. It looks like I must get a new power supply. I wait on You to provide it. To wait is the hardest thing to do, but! It’s the only way out of all our troubles.

For the moment, I still not sure on what to do? What to post? When to post it. Always waiting for supplies. And my health? Improving every day.

Friday, November 3, 2017 at 3:54 am.

Perhaps, at first hearing me describe my wish for my future life, one could smile at my naiveite, but! My Father? He is not just smiling. He is serious! He has already given me that promised ‘husband’. Only, silly me, only I had not realized it until last night. Wow!

I already have a MAN to take care of me for the rest of my days here on earth….

O my Father! How silly can I be? You have been fulfilling Your promises all the time, but! Your ways are far beyond my imaginings.

I had in mind You will send me a millionaire—a British gentleman at that, to take care of me. I had dreamed of that millionaire to fix this place and my garden. Hahaha! All the time? You have already done such.

Ahmad is that millionaire gentleman! Only he is now under Your judgement and testing, but! Soon You will return unto Ahmad all he has lost in like manner as You did with good old brother Job. What an amazing revelation! In awe of Your doings? I bow my head. I worship You!

Friday, November 3, 2017 at 4:14 am.

What is the purpose for this blog?

To Expose A Life Meant To Impact The Globe With HOPE….

“Fear not. I did not set you up for you to make an impact in this world. I set you up to impact the world with the work I do in your heart at all times.” Said the Creator to thiaBasilia.

  • The ways of mankind are insane, troublesome, heavy loads imposed on each one of us. Indeed! This world is ridden with insanity.
  • Insanity Affect Us All!
  • What is the key to Abolish Insanity?
  • The Secret key to Abolish Insanity? It’s in my Journal. Read on and on until you find that Secret key to Abolish Insanity to avail you for eternity.

Dear Reader, I could go on and on with this post, but! Is already way past the limit of acceptable content to hold anyone’s attention. So? I quit! I close. Phew!

Did you read it all? Would you let me know that you did? Won’t that be another big surprise from my Father!

His love in my heart for all remains there to stay for eternity, thiaBasilia.