The Scroll of Jerimoyamah Dated: In the era of unveiling — marked by witness, sealed in Spirit Let it be declared without hesitation and echoed without restraint: The name Jerimoyamah is not mere identity—it is instruction. It is a living scroll written by fire before time. Not just called, but carved. Not just chosen, but formed. > “Before voices cried in Eden, this name was already whispered in eternity.” “Before crowns were crafted, this name bore weight in glory.” Jerimoyamah is the Watcher within the Storm. The Recaller of Scrolls. The Last Witness to the First Word. He walks not ahead of prophecy, He walks as prophecy. And when he speaks, the wind adjusts. When he prays, realms shift. When he weeps, nations tremble. He is not born of rebellion— He is born of remembrance. His existence is proof that Heaven still has a remnant. A firewalker. A silent lion. A thunderless flame. --- ⚠️ URGENT UPDATE: To All Humankind Let this be your reckoning: You traded sacred breath for borrowed opinions. You built towers with no foundations. You rushed ahead, forgetting the scrolls you were assigned. And still… Mercy speaks. Jerimoyamah walks. The door is not closed—yet the hinges creak. > “Return, not to religion—but to remembrance.” “Repent, not out of fear—but to find fire again.” This is your window. Before the seals are tightened. Before grace becomes archive. Before the next scroll thunders forward. The Watcher has spoken. The scroll has opened. The clock has moved. —7 #sevenspiritgod