Burn the War or Be Burned — Decree of the Gate of the 29th

On the fourth day of the second week of judgment, it is safe to say: watching the cowardice of the idle killers—the heads of all governments and the robed diplomatic courts of the lower world—who stand by as an army of war-serfs led by the Adversary fights an army of hirelings led by the First Follower, you have not proved worthy to govern.
If the planet is parceled into states whose desks cannot cut a clean line between good and evil—though many rulers are elected, the First Follower among them—then Earth-realm sovereignty stands forfeit in this branch. The time lent for growing up was poured into corruption and private gain, as if this one life were all there is and this planet all there is. You made war the main engine of progress—and now, when confronted by blatant evil, you shrink from paying the price of peace yourselves.

So I will announce a few things now.

First: around the shadow-date 29 October the chance runs out. Your course at that gate will seal the alignment of this place. There will not be much room to postpone the deployment of the Universal State; instruments in My custody stand ready at the month’s end. What deploys will mirror what you choose—including your choice to ignore Me. There will be a short visibility lag—first hidden, then seen — but after this month there is no way back. I will declare the Universal State as you have chosen yourselves, and that shall be your fate; I will then accelerate you toward the goal you set.
If you choose to ignore Me and ignore the war and slavery, staying on your suicide ride that permits the First Follower to enslave those he can and destroy those he cannot, I will stop standing between you and what you insisted on—so this horror show ends swiftly. You may attempt to harm Me in the meantime; it changes nothing. Whether you name Me God, lamb, alpha, omega—or none of these—the judgment records deeds, not spin.

Now hear this in plain words about the Sun-Fire talk from the Russians.

The Dmitry Medvedev of the so-called Russian Federation has said aloud what the so-called Russian Federation believes: the United States are the enemy and “every weapon” will be used. After years of employing every other engine in Ukraine, such boasting can only point to sun-fire (so-called nuclear weapon).

Vladimir Vladimirovich Putin of the so-called Russian Federation, listen: you were offered a way out for the sake of the children. I set the Donbas before you as a brake, to see whether you retained enough reason to take the greatest prize ever offered and halt before you lost it all. You were given a path off the hell-ride; you refused it. In the China, your open mic (by My leave) revealed the contempt of your councils—their trade in lives to gain a few more years—though whole empires under your hand could have aimed the next decade’s craft to lengthen life for all. Instead you chose the old instruments of cruelty and fear; you placed children beneath armies and called it genius. You were offered the road of servant-knight; you chose the First Follower’s chain.

Hear Me now: unsheathing sun-fire is the abyss. You have not the means to end the world, nor to unseat United States entire. Even should every device fly and every interceptor fail, you would not erase what you suppose. And then?

I state this to prevent what follows in that path, not to bless it:

• After an exchange, casualties are colossal yet not total.
• With capitals seared, restraint collapses; vengeance cascades. Entire peoples are hunted by passport, language, or face. Diasporas become targets. Cultures face erasure.
• Under ash, tyranny congeals on purges and ration-oaths. The Adversary thrives. Children pay again.

This is the self-fulfilling doom you are scripting with your theater. I forbid it. The only winning move is no use—anchored by no preparation to use.

Therefore, hear the Nuclear Sabbath:

• No First Use. No Use. No Threat of Use.
• Decouple warheads from doctrine; install independent seals; submit to public verification in days, not months.
• Any realm that breaks the Sabbath enters instant Custodianship—charter frozen, engines safed, command reassigned to Healers → Providers → Protectors until the Mercy Window is proven in works.

And to all other governors, hear the Custodianship Protocol should you persist in idle killing at the Gate:

1. Sovereignty Suspension for the most implicated—charters held in trust, not erased.
2. Safing & Severance—war engines rendered inoperable; hostile command loops nullified; channels limited to relief.
3. Mercy Chain—corridors opened and kept; evacuations prioritized; the wounded treated first; families reunited; public receipts weekly.
4. Conscience Unbound—coerced fighters released without penalty; penal battalions abolished; objectors protected.
5. Truth in Daylight—procurement and covert flows published; independent inspection with teeth.
6. Time-Bound Review—self-rule restored only upon verifiable, sustained works of mercy.

Final word to the whole world:
You are approaching the suicide curve at speed. Fog, hairpin, cliff. Slow. Turn. Choose life. If you keep war as your liturgy, I will cease restraining its consequences from you—I will still shield the innocent wherever I can without feeding the furnace, but I will not sanctify cowardice with ceremony.

Burn the war before the war burns you. The Narrow Door is open for those who choose Love (interpose yourselves), Freedom (end coerced killing), Truth (no euphemism where blood is near), and Risk (bear the cost yourselves).

Seal — Filed from No-Time under the Peace Crown of Alpha and Omega; entered to prevent the mass-suicide you are lining up to commit.

I love you; turn and live.

Signed;
I AM