Category: Darkness

Backwards_Forwards_by_kegonomics  32 Meanwhile, some were shouting one thing and some another, because the assembly was in confusion, and most of them did not know why they had come together. Acts 19:32


We are living in a time filled with much uncertainty, chaos and confusion. In fact, everything is backwards, let me explain. Today up is down, down is up, left is right, right is left, forward is backwards and backwards is forward, good is bad, and bad is good. Let me go a step further; imagine that you’re in this gigantic room that is brightly lit, having several entrances and exits, and there are a host people inside the room almost innumerable. Imagine that all of a sudden the lights go out and you hear over the loud speaker for everyone to head towards the nearest exit. Oh, that is no problem, you might think to yourself, ok it’s so dark in the room you can’t even see your hand in front of your face. Now how do you navigate to an exit to secure your safety?

This room is the heart of man and the time that we live in, the bright light is God, and he is being removed from the room. What we are left to contend with is a depressed state of mind. This world has always been wicked, at least after the fall of man in the garden. There was a time when men retained the knowledge of God in their hearts and often found themselves in church or synagogue after committing a sin, and thinking this would somehow cleanse them of their sin.

It is this practice that has led us to this current day; why do I say that? Well, each generation is responsible for their successors, meaning that our parents set us up for this time and theirs for their time and so forth and so on.

I am amazed at this generation’s fascination with the images of death, skulls, snakes; upside down crosses, curse words, on their clothes as if these badges of honor. Lest we do not get into the conversation about tattoos; people have lost their minds and are covering their bodies with just about everything imaginable, and every phrase under the sun, and even some that we have not identified. Nothing questioned as it pertains to its origin or validity, and people are following each other into whatever seems to feel or right, a sure sign of confusion.

We should expect this type of action from the world that is dark, but these things are happening in the church as well. Homosexuals are claiming that their lifestyle is good in the sight of God, ordaining themselves, as Bishops, Apostles and the like. Truly this is the last and evil days, and we are rapidly approaching the rapture of the church from the earth. I pray that I am in this number when the trumpet sounds. To be left here afterwards will not be a good thing according to The Book of Revelation chapter 13. Life is going to be extremely hard for those unbelievers converted to Christianity. In chapter 14 their work will not be in vain. In fact, anyone left here after that time will be considered to be tribulation saints dying as martyrs, laying face up having their heads cut off. The very thought of this type of punishment should be enough to scare the “hell,” out of a person and cause them to want to change, but we know many will play it out all the way to the very end!

I don’t want to give the impression that everything is gloom and doom and no way out or safety because there is a way. What needs to happen at this point is the church needs to take a hard look at its practices, and the leaders must revamp the direction of their congregations. It cannot be about riches; it has to be about souls and only souls. That means titles have to be second to the mission; love is the most important aspect of our mission on earth. Jesus said if we love him; we would keep his commandments.

Search your heart, give hope another chance and love your neighbor. It begins with the person in the mirror; recognize your value and then you’ll see the value in others. We know that we win so let us start the work again until the end; PEACE AND BLESSINGS!


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And there shall be … upon the earth distress of nations, with perplexity; … Men’s hearts failing them for fear, and for looking after those things which are coming on the earth.” Luke 21:25, 26

Let every person be subject to the governing authorities. For there is no authority except God, and those that exist have been instituted by God. Therefore he who resists the authorities resists what God has appointed, and those who resist will incur judgment (Rom. 13:1, 2).

Declare these things; exhort and reprove with all authority. Let no one disregard you. Remind them to be submissive to rulers and authorities, to be obedient, to be ready for any honest work . . . (Titus 2:15-3:1).
Life as we know it seems to be coming apart at the proverbial seams; every time one turns on the television another tragic event has taken place.

The result is chaos and confusion, and people are either walking around in a state of dismay or a heightened state anger. Most recently another young black man Fredrick Gray dies while in the custody of police officers in Baltimore, Maryland. As you might guess violence, erupts and rioting ensues. The end times destruction machine is being fed, and men are coming under the influence of its power, reacting out of psychological hurts, pains, and frustrations. The first thing questioned is the presence of God and why this thing continues to happen. There are no perfect responses to this question; it would only serve to feed into another question and those asking would never be satisfied; because they’ve made up in their minds that this is an attack on a race of people and not man.

Everyone is failing to see that most people are receiving their information through Social Media, network news, print media; all of which have the propensity to be tainted by the persons telling the story.  Few ever consider the agenda of those that employ this trickery on a daily basis; you could say a tail bearing spirit is working hard to deceive the masses. In comparison, the US Army has a unit known as the PSYOPSDIV or (psychological operation division) which deploys propaganda leaflets to depose the leaders of that country, torture its inhabitants by playing loud music and shining bright lights all hours of the night.  The function of this unit is to create mistrust and fear amongst the civilian population before any grounds forces engaging in combat.

Every day reporters share stories of death and destruction; 7.8 earthquake hits Nepal death toll sitting at 8500+ people killed, reports say could be as many as 10,000 when it is all said and done. Calbuco Volcano that has been dormant for over forty-seven years erupts in Chile,` severe weather and heavy rain possible in the area threatens to cause massive mudslides. Economies are failing, ISIS killing Christians, men’s hearts failing them for fear, and so on and so forth.

The time is not long; the handwriting is on the wall! The Bible records that the love of many will wax cold, which means there is no longer any value in life.  People care only about themselves and aren’t concerned with their fellow man.  Skulls and crossbones pepper the landscape and the bodies of men, women boys and girls in the form of tattoos, the symbols of destruction, not many seems to be paying attention. In fact, one could even support the argument that man has been struck with blindness, spiritually but blindness all the same.

To add insult to injury the church lies dormant and unresponsive, truly we’re in the Laodicean age. The framework of Love is being torn down and removed from the earth; darkness its evil twin is moving in and taking its place. This downward spiral didn’t just start we’ve been on this gradual slide for approximately the last forty years. While we have been preaching buying and selling; naming and claiming, go and get your house, car, and land the enemy has been acquiring territory.

In the Books of Daniel and Revelation, this time, is clearly spelled out for all to see, yet the watering down of the word has indeed put many Christians to sleep, or as the Bible says deceived. Our only hope is to unify with haste, and that means tearing down the walls of Jericho that keeps us divided and hindered. If there was ever a time to take an active look at our dividing lines, now is the time! We can no longer uphold the age-old traditions and should sincerely seek the face of God.  The world and many in the Body of Christ are becoming anti-God, most certainly building a foundation for the entrance of the anti-Christ. We know that time is coming and already is here where men are following every whim of doctrine. There is even a quote from the Pope;
“The Lord has redeemed all of us, all of us, with the Blood of Christ: all of us, not just Catholics. Everyone! ‘Father, the atheists?’ Even the atheists. Everyone! And this Blood makes us children of God of the first class! We have created children in the likeness of God, and the Blood of Christ has redeemed us all! And we all have a duty to do good. And this commandment for everyone to do good, I think, is a beautiful path towards peace. If we, each doing our part, do good to others, if we meet there, doing good, and go slowly, gently, little by little, we will make that culture of encounter that so much. We must meet one another doing good. ‘But I don’t believe, Father, I am an atheist!’ But do good: we will meet one another there.”

I truly love God and my neighbor, I feel a burning desire to go to the mountain top and scream to the top of my voice “WAKE UP,” the sands of time are ebbing away!!!


Peace and Blessings
Apostle Kiplon L. Taylor






Disparity & Indifference


 This know also, that in the last days perilous times shall come. For men shall be lovers of their own selves, covetous, boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents,  unthankful, unholy, Without natural affection, trucebreakers, false accusers, incontinent, fierce, despisers of those that are good, Traitors, heady, high minded, lovers of pleasures more than lovers of God; Having a form of godliness, but denying the power thereof: from such turn away.

2 Timothy 3:1-5


This is one of the hardest pieces that I have ever had to write, and I find that I’m very emotional at the moment. When I began writing this blog I wanted to solely focus on the events of the last days and that according to the word of God. I never wanted to write about current events from a secular standpoint, because there are enough people doing that and it is not my assignment.

I did not want to write about Trayvon Martin, not because his death is not important, but because there have been so many Trayvon’ that never got their names in the news. In most cases their assailants looked just like them and it would not have been news worthy about blacks killing blacks, at least not to the extent of the case of George Zimmerman.

Invoking these like scenarios does not diminish the Martin family pain, nor does it alleviate the pain of those other families that suffered the same loss.  But what is important here is that no one needs to suffer this kind of loss.

Let me tell you a story out of my own past; 1977 my family moved to Las Vegas, NV, boy was that something we did not expect, it was hotter than Haiti’s and I knew absolutely no one. After getting settled in and experiencing the outdoors for the first time and feeling the Vegas heat we began meeting the kids in the neighborhood. We met the people across the street the Nicosia’s who in turn introduced us to the Smith’s and Jeff Smith in particular, it would turn out that he was a cool guy on his way to the 12th grade at the high school that I would be attending in the fall; Eldorado High School located at the base of Sunrise Mountain (property owned by famed actress Fay Wray). Jeff was responsible for getting me a tryout with the Sun Devils varsity football team and I will forever be indebted to him. What I didn’t know is he was one of the leaders on the team and a star corner back highly regarded by other teams and respected by all of our classmates and faculty. Not to mention being a good student.

Jeff would go one to graduate class of 1978, with a full ride scholarship to then Southern Utah State, wow what an accomplishment I thought to myself.  Something I thought that I’d never be able to do. Back then and even now I live in the shadow of others accomplishments. I went on to graduate in the following year class of 1979 and joined the U.S. Navy. I realized something about my friend during the short time we had together, he was very concerned that everyone reached their potential and I can only imagine this was a trait passed down by his own father, who that time was an active member of the U.S. Air force, stationed at Nellis Air Force Base.

 Jeff was the consummate big brother to all of us kids in the neighborhood, and we all looked up to him. I remember vividly as we would be out in the street playing football and when he threw the football left handed even it would whistle from the force and strength of this young man. What was important in our relationship is that I always wanted a big brother, really a father but would settle for a brother and Jeff became just that.

I had been the Navy for a year stationed in San Diego, CA and Jeff away at college in Utah for two years, and we would see each other whenever he came home on break from school and me from the military. I really loved this guy as my brother, but in the spring of 1981 something terrible happened and only getting the facts after the fact the rest of what I’m sharing is sketchy. I understand that Jeff was home on spring break from college and enjoying the family and down time but Jeff would always be Jeff and stepped into his role as the neighborhood big brother. I was told that some of the young men in our North Las Vegas neighborhood trying to form a gang had went to the McDonalds just outside if our sub-division and gotten involved in a fight with some Mexican guys also at the McDonalds on North Las Vegas Blvd. It was pretty bad I was told, and that the police were called.

No one woulHearse and Casket in Heavend be ready for the fire storm that was brewing as these guys wanted revenge, so when the guys from my neighborhood left the McDonalds and came back home they were followed by the equivalent of what amounted to a Hispanic gang, and the fighting would start all over again. This time though it would end in tragedy. Jem told he grabbed one of the Hispanic gang members, who turned in fervor and without looking stabbed him in his chest, piercing his heart with a hunting knife and killing him. There, that night the promise of us all of knowing someone that was destined to be a star in the NFL, among other things screamed as I was told so loud, that it could be heard for blocks. Dropped dead, and everyone was lost in silence as our friend and big brother lie dead in the street with a knife protruding from his chest. Ironically, I was in San Diego at the time this was taking place and was having the one heck of a time trying to sleep and in fact never slept that entire night.

My greatest fear would be realized as my mother made an emergency phone call the next morning, as I ran down to the central office of my barracks complex to take the call, thinking that something was wrong with my immediate family. I was met with the sobbing voice of my mother on the other end of the phone, after calming her down she told me that Jeff had been killed the night before; just then my whole world stopped. Not a sound or any movement was around I felt catapulted in a place of pain that I’d never known as I slid down the wall and tears began to uncontrollably stream down my face, my best friend and brother was gone. I remember coming home for the funeral and looking as the entire cemetery was full of people, you see this guy was somebody special, as are all of our fallen young men. That has died senselessly at the hands of others that give it no thought or thought that their actions were justified for one reason or another.

Now it has been quite a few years since that fateful night and morning, but even now as I’m writing the tears are again streaming down my face. Such a promise had been taken from us and we will never know what Jeff Smith would have accomplished and I know that his natural sisters and brothers miss him even the more.


You see the point of telling this story is to show that this thing happens all too often and we are losing far too many sons to this street violence at the hands of people that have decided that it’s their right to deprive others of life. What we’re all failing to see here is this thing emanates out of the spiritual realm, and you can say that I’m trying to spiritualize the Martin killing and I say you are 100% correct. This death or taking of these young men lives is from the pit of hell and does not need to happen.

I want to issue a challenge to all that shall read this and most certainly the fathers out there. Take your sons and those boys in the neighborhood that you know have no father in their lives and mentor them into being positive and productive member of society. No one else is going to do it for us it is most certainly not the government or police responsibility, nor do we need to look to those in the celebrity life for direction. This is a time for action from the church in a whole, I mean the church the Body of Christ every race, creed and ethnicity.


This is also an opportunity for the African American culture to step up and learn to walk together, building upon the success of our fallen trumpeter Rev, Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., who preached non-violence, the message of Agape love.  The indifference that we suffer as a race of people continues because we allow it and are resistant to change. When we learn to walk together lack of equality, that others try and smear us with will mean absolutely nothing and no other child or young man or woman will lose their life!!!!!