The Best Advice Ever Given to Me For Successfully Exiting the Intelligence Community

“On that day, the one who will be on the housetop, with his goods in the house, must not go down to take them out; and likewise the one in the field must not turn back.”
---Luke 17:31

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My mother once said to me, “Go out of this world the same way you came in. Clean.” She told me this after she expressed concerns over my use of tobacco.
 
My chemical dependency played a big part in my recruitment by the GCHQ. By the age of fifteen, I had turned to alcohol and tobacco to cope with the stresses of an abusive household. The man who raised me was a violent and abusive man, and so too were other members of my extended family.
 
I protected my mother from the violence and verbal abuse the best I could and bore the brunt of the abuse from the man who raised me. Despite her frailty, my mother was honest and true with her advice and still is to this day.
 
The words my mother spoke were antithetical to the environment in which we lived. Aside from my mother, my mother’s mother and her father, and my paternal grandmother, my family was filled with sodomites and venal men and women. They lied, they cheated, they stole, and their deceived. They glamorized criminals and they coveted material possessions. They proved capable of murder, rape, torture, and incest and deceived themselves into believing they were sacrosanct.
 
Both sides of my family experienced hardships growing up. My mother’s side of the family narrowly escaped Soviet occupation in Latvia and fled to the West with all they could carry. The paternal side of my family were the product of the Great Depression. My paternal grandfather burned down the family farm to pay off gambling debts and then turned to a life of petty crime after my grandmother kicked him out of the house.
 
My mother never talked about her experiences growing up, but the other members of my family exaggerated their hardships. This was especially true on the paternal side of my family. If you asked each of them, they would have you believe they came from one of the poorest families to survive the Great Depression.
 
My grandmother was a strong, stoic woman who kept a roof over the heads of her seven children despite the fire my grandfather had set. She fed them and kept them clothed. Outside punishment, her children never missed a meal and all seven were afforded the opportunity to complete high school. Still, they acted as if they were victims of circumstance despite the wealth of love they received from my grandmother.
 
During my teen years, I had the opportunity to spend summers with both of my grandmothers. Each instilled an appreciation for the esoteric qualities of life. Despite the hardships each had endured, both embraced their experiences and reflected on the past with smiles and fond remembrance. The hash experiences they did share were conveyed with earnest gratitude and stern warnings to never forget the past.
 
Over the past decade, I have survived two assassination attempts at the hands of my former employers. In addition to my twenty-plus years of active-duty experience with the GCHQ, I also engaged in Black Ops activities for the American CIA. When I accepted Christ into my life, I proved to be expendable. My activities ran afoul of the British Crown and the Federal Reserve and each placed contracts on my life.
 
After both assassination attempts, my relationship with Christ deepened. Through prayer and meditation, it has been made clear to me that my thirty-plus years in the nation’s service were all for naught. In August of last year, I submitted a written resignation to service academy that had recruited me and began to sever ties with the intelligence community.
 
In the months since, I have been approached with all sorts of offers to capitalize on my experiences. I have been tempted to write a book, sell my life story to Hollywood, and even go to work for underworld elements I had once infiltrated. I have also been courted with temptations to re-enter government service or go into politics as a lapdog to the powerbrokers and kingmakers I once served.
 
I have no interest in the offers I have received to and pursue material wealth, power, fortune, and fame. The enticements that have been dangled before my eyes are simply pleasures of the flesh and will be of no consequence in the days to come. Christ reveals that upon the final day of judgment, every stone of every building will be demolished much like the temple of the Pharisees was demolished upon His crucifixion. (Matthew 24:2). Instead, I am preparing myself to go wherever He asks me to go and deliver myself back to Him in the cleanest possible sense.
 
My rejection of these offers have been countered with threats and persecution I could never have imagined. I am constantly harassed by multiple entities that like to remind me that I am under surveillance. My bank accounts have been compromised and threats have been made on my life and the lives of my loved ones. There is a third global war on the horizon, and the competing powers and the financial interests that back them are demanding that I choose sides.
 
As I write this, I am drawn back to the lessons my grandmothers taught me, the words concern my mother spoke, and to Christ’s warnings about the endtimes. Given what I know of geopolitical plans for the next decade, it would be disingenuous for me to capitalize on my experiences with a lurid autobiography or semi-fictional embellishments of my exploits. It would also be spiritual suicide for me to re-enter government or commercial service for the ruling elite and kingmakers that have been planning the war that is to come.
 
On Thanksgiving Day of 2018, Christ sounded an audible alarm. He trumpeted the Clarion Call and announced His return. He gave an audible signal to His faithful and His true that demons are advancing and that the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse were preparing to take wing. In a very real sense, Gabriel blew his horn.
 
That signal originated in deep space and defied the laws of physics. The signal defied physics and baffled the world’s top scientists and astronomers. Reports of the signal were largely, and deliberately, ignored by the media and by political leaders. Idolators that long ago abandoned Christ’s teachings buried the story so as not to alarm the public and continued to press forward with their unholy agendas as if nothing had happened.
 
We stand at the apex of civilization and judgment has been rendered. Advances in satellite technology and digital communications have interconnected the entire world. Purveyors of sin have pushed their poisons to all corners of the world, and their cancers have metastasized. In effect, nihilists that control the financial markets and the world’s weaponry are arguing over whether the future of mankind will more closely resemble Sodom or Gomorrah.
 
Sons and second sons of Israel are secure in knowing that eternal life lies upon the narrow path and that Christ’s Commandments ring straight and true. Beyond the “Abomination of Desolation” He warns of lies the restoration of Eden in full. (Matthew 24:15) To remain true to Christ, I refrain from thinking of the rewards ahead and only focus on the day at hand. The reward is in knowing that my faith grows stronger with each passing day.

“’Remember Lot’s wife. Whoever strives to save his life will lose it, and whoever loses his life will keep it. I tell you, on that night there will be two in one bed; one will be taken and the other will be left. There will be two women grinding at the same place; one will be taken and the other will be left. Two men will be in the field; one will be taken and the other will be left.’ And responding, they ‘said to Him, ‘Where, Lord?’ And He said to them, ‘Where the body is, there also the vultures will be gathered.’”
---Luke 17:32-37
 
 
CHRIST TRANSLATES FROM BEAST TO YEAST. CHRIST RETURNITH.

Author: Erik Gagnon - Managing Partner, Chi Rho Consulting