CHAPTER 5
The Fifth Seal – Souls Under the Altar: The Slain Homosexuals
Revelation 6:9-11 (NASB): “When He opened the fifth seal, I saw under the altar the souls of those who had been slain because of the word of God and the testimony they had maintained; and they cried out with a loud voice, saying, ‘How long, O Lord, holy and true, will You refrain from judging and avenging our blood on those who dwell on the earth?’ And there was given to each of them a white robe; and they were told to rest a little longer, until the number of their fellow servants and brethren who were to be killed as they had been would be completed.”
The fifth seal tears open—September 27, 2013. Truth spills like an open wound, a deep gash where souls writhe, slain for their witness. Not by pagans, but by priests. Not by tyrants, but by pulpits. No haloed saints here—only those branded “abominations,” their blood staining the altars of tradition.
Leviticus 20:13 was their sentence; empire was their executioner. From Rome’s pyres to the Inquisitions (1478–1834), from sodomy laws to Uganda’s Anti-Homosexuality Act (2023), history is a graveyard of voices that dared to love. They cried out: “How long?”—an echo through ages. White robes were given, not to their killers, but to them. Vindication, not from churchmen, but from heaven itself.
August 7, 2013, the ember sparked; September 27, it roared. The revelation struck: homosexuality is not a sin. I stood there—torn by love’s awakening, guilt and desire warring in my chest. The church called it sin; I fasted until I broke. But the seal’s thunder declared otherwise—love was never the crime. Hate was. The altar groans, the souls cry out. Church twisted God’s breath, feeding Leviathan’s maw. And now the truth screams from their blood.
Reflection: Have you ever felt condemned for love? The fifth seal’s cry exposes the wound—the church bled you, not God.
Takeaway: SEAL 5 slashes: The slain souls cry out—homosexuality is no sin. Hate wields the blade.
Jesus’ Cut: Eunuchs Unchained
Matthew 19:10-12 shook the disciples off-guard. “If marriage was this serious, was it even worth it?” With this question Jesus turned to them and said: “Not everyone can accept this, but only those to whom it has been given.” Then he shattered the mold: “Some are eunuchs from birth, some made eunuchs by men, and some make themselves eunuchs for the kingdom of heaven.” He who can take it, take it.
The Greek is raw—eunouchos (εὐνοῦχος), eunuch; eunouchizō (εὐνουχίζω), emasculated. The Hebrew and Aramaic roots whisper beneath the surface. Jesus wasn’t tossing out a metaphor—he was unveiling a hidden truth.
Ancient scrolls turn: Deuteronomy 23:1 excludes the “cut or crushed” from assembly—not out of punishment, but because they didn’t fit the patriarchal mold. Yet Isaiah 56:3-5 reverses the verdict: “Let no eunuch say, ‘I am a dry tree.’”God hands them a name greater than sons and daughters.
Jesus didn’t preach celibacy; he lifted the outcast. “Born eunuchs”? Queer from the start. “Made by men”? The blade echoes in history—trans identities etched in ancient hands. “Made themselves eunuchs”? A rejection of social molds for a higher calling. I wrestled with that. Thought my love damned me. But the words of September 27, 2013, turned the tide. Love bends; law breaks.
Reflection: Did Jesus restrict love? No—he carved out a place for the outcast. Your heart is not sin.
Takeaway: SEAL 5 reveals: Eunuchs break the mold—born, made, or chosen, love is not bound.
David and Jonathan: Covenant of Souls
1 Samuel 18:1 rips it wide: day one, first sight—“Jonathan’s soul was knit to David’s, and he loved him as his own soul.”
Hebrew spills it sweet: na‘amanta li (נַעֲמַנְתָּ לִי)—“you were pleasant to me”—no bromance dodge. That word “knit” (qashar, קָשַׁר) isn’t lopsided affection—it’s mutual, binding. A soul-tether. English flattens it, but Hebrew locks it in both directions. Jonathan strips—robe, sword, belt—surrendering status, sealing a karath (כָּרַת) covenant: blood-cut, solemn, deeper than marriage.
Later, in 1 Samuel 20:41—they kiss, weep, and David’s sobs drown them both.
Then 2 Samuel 1:26 slams it home: “Your love to me was more wonderful than the love of women.” No shame. No spin. In Hebrew, “to me” (li, לִי) hits personal—David’s voice, not commentary. Jonathan’s love pierced him, outshone all others. Not better than women—better than the love of women.
The church scrubbed it. I swallowed that lie—until 2013 torched the veil. Yes, David was fluid—wives, kids, lineage—but Jonathan was his heartbeat. Their love bore no sin.
Scripture doesn’t silence it—it sings.
And SEAL 5 echoes that song: souls under the altar, slain for truth, still scream this one.
Reflection: Ever loved past the lines? David did—church gagged it, not God.
Takeaway: SEAL 5 binds: David and Jonathan’s love cuts deeper than law—no sin, just soul.
Note: See Annex B for deeper dive into this section.
Sodom’s Torch: Pride, Not Pulse
Sodom’s sin? Not sex. Not same-gender love. Ezekiel 16:49–50 pulls no punches: “Arrogant. Overfed. Unconcerned. Didn’t help the poor.” Pride lit the match. Injustice poured the fuel. Isaiah 1:9–10 confirms it—Sodom’s twin city? Jerusalem. Not gay bars. It’s the temple. Jude 7’s “strange flesh”? Not queer—it’s Genesis 6:1–4 rewind: angels lusting after human flesh. Cross-species corruption, not consensual connection. Strange flesh wasn’t queer—it was cosmic love affairs.
Jesus doesn’t mention sex in Luke 17:28–30. He name-drops Sodom to call out apathy. They ate. Drank. Worked. Played. Married. Nothing evil in those things—but they missed the moment. Spiritually asleep. Clocked out when heaven walked in.
I used to think Sodom was God’s anti-gay billboard—until 2013 busted the myth. SEAL 5’s altar is soaked in blood—not from sinners but from saints burned alive by the church’s own shame-fueled pride. It wasn’t Pulse that mirrored Sodom. It was Pride—the religious kind.
And today? The church perfumes her shame with platform and polish. Materialism reigns; helping the poor’s a sideshow, a marketing gimmick—a launchpad to scream “we’re relevant.”
Double standards? Sky-high. The hungry get crumbs. The rich get front-row pews and VIP prayer rooms. They post outreach selfies while ignoring systemic rot.
This is Sodom’s torch. Still burning. But it’s in the church’s hands now. The Harlot rides again (Revelation 17)—not in fishnets, but in pulpits. Scarlet robes. Gold crosses. Tongues dripping grace, hearts soaked in gain. Still riding the beast. Still intoxicated with power. Sodom fell because love was absent, not because love was wrong. The sin wasn’t who people loved—it was who they refused to love.
Reflection: Think Sodom’s about sex? Look again—pride fried it, not love.
Takeaway: SEAL 5 burns: Sodom’s arrogance, not attraction—church mirrors it, not queers.
Leviticus’ Lock: Family Filth, Not Free Love
Leviticus 18:22 and 20:13—classic clobbers. “You shall not lie with a male as with a woman.” Church made it a blunt-force weapon. But Hebrew whispers more.
w’eth-zäkhār lö’ tiškav miškevē ‘iššâ—“With male you shall not lie lyings of a woman. Abomination is that.”
No “as with” in Hebrew. No kĕ (כּ). No ’eth (אֵת). Just miškevê—a rare word, used in incest contexts. This isn’t about gay love—it’s about kin-line corruption. Genesis 49:4—Reuben defiled his father’s bed. The same miškevê. That’s what this is—incest, not intimacy.
The broader chapter confirms it. Leviticus 18:6–18 lists incest bans: parents, siblings, aunts. Verse 22? Slotted right in—not random. Not about orientation. Same thread: family purity, not queer condemnation. Chapter 20 doubles down—death for incest, same word, same tone.
Even “abomination” (tō‘ēbâ, תּוֹעֵבָה) isn’t blanket hate—it’s about tribal restrictions.
Leviticus 18:24–30 spells it out: Israel’s holiness code set them apart from Egypt and Canaan. And those cultures? Pharaohs married sisters. Ugaritic texts blurred incest lines. Hittites let uncles marry nieces. Israel said no. It was about boundaries, not gender.
I used to flinch at “abomination”—until 2013 cracked it wide. It was never about stoning love. It was about protecting lineage. The modern church? Still swinging it—but they’ve become the abomination: shaming the outcast while choking on greed, platforming power, monetizing purity.
They weaponize Leviticus while ignoring their own rot. SEAL 5 bleeds truth: God wasn’t banning love—He was drawing tribal lines.
Reflection: Ever flinched at “abomination”? It’s incest’s stain, not your heart—church wears it now.
Takeaway: SEAL 5 slashes: Leviticus guards kin, not love—church lies, souls pay.
Paul’s Coin: Arsenokoitai and the Cult Rot
1 Corinthians 6:9, 1 Timothy 1:10—arsenokoitai (ἀρσενοκοῖται)—“homosexuals”? A hack-job translation. Paul welds arseno (male) and koitai (bed), skips paiderastes (παιδεραστής)—Greek’s boy-lover tag—and mints a word with bite. This isn’t lovers in bed; it’s a jagged blade aimed at swindlers gutting the church from within.
Zoom out. This was the early church’s brawl—1 Corinthians 6:1-8, believers drag each other to pagan courts, shredding unity over petty squabbles. 6:9-10 drops a list—thieves, greedy, arsenokoitai—then 6:12 lands: “All things are lawful, but not all things are profitable.” Paul’s not policing sex—he’s wrestling chaos, calling out those bowing to the world instead of God.
1 Timothy 1:9-10: law’s for the lawless, branded patricides (πατραλῴαις), matricides (μητραλῴαις)—“father-killers,” “mother-killers.” Not literal murderers, but wreckers of God’s authority—the fivefold spine of apostles, prophets, evangelists, pastors, teachers (Ephesians 4:11). These fakes peddle anomia (ἀνομία)—lawlessness (2 Thessalonians 2:7)—a slow poison rotting the early church from the inside.
This was the first-century crisis—Paul and the disciples, men who saw Jesus breathe, fighting a swarm of frauds choking the gospel at birth. 1 John 4:1—“Test the spirits, many false prophets are out”—John’s on edge. Galatians 1:6-9—“A different gospel? Let ‘em be cursed”—Paul spits fire at angel-spun lies. 2 Peter 2:1-3—“False teachers sneak in, exploiting with fabricated stories”—Peter smells greed a mile off. 2 Corinthians 11:13-15—“False apostles mask as light, like Satan”—Paul rips their holy veils clean off. 2 Timothy 4:3-4—“They’ll chase myths, ditch truth”—rot’s already sprouting. Not random shots—these were battle lines carved by men who knew the stakes: truth vs. a cult con job.
What’s feeding this rot? Chapter 6 will split it wide. 2013 cracked the seal—souls under the altar roared: love’s not the target; it’s the cons shredding the flock. Today’s church swings it crooked—pulpit swindlers twist Paul’s ink for tithes, slap “homosexual” on it—shaming the pure while gorged on power and pride. The souls still cry out: love’s clean, exploitation’s the sin—a cry rising to a thunder only truth can answer.
Reflection: Think Paul damned your bed? He hunted swindlers torching God’s reign—church cons swing it still.
Takeaway: SEAL 5 rips: Arsenokoitai’s cult cons, not queers—truth cuts free.
Note: See Annex C for deeper NT context.
Love’s Law: The Core Unbent
Galatians 5:14—“Love your neighbor fulfills it all.” Romans 13:8—“He who loves has fulfilled the law.” Matthew 22:40—“All hangs on love.” 1 John 4:8—“God is love.” 1 Corinthians 13—without love, you’re nothing—ash, clanging junk, a hollow shell.
I hated myself. Thought my love snapped God’s spine. The church fed me that lie—wielding Leviticus, twisting Paul, forging a whip to flay my soul. Queer? Damned. Different? Doomed. I swallowed it, loathed my pulse. The fifth seal cracked, and the altar roared.
Love’s the judge. Bigotry’s the sin. Scripture’s core bleeds grace, not chains. John 3:16—“God so loved the world”—no fine print, no exclusions. Romans 8:38-39—nothing severs love’s grip, not flesh, not fear. I was blind, thought rules ruled. Nah—love’s the law. Hate’s the crook robbing God’s breath.
This isn’t theory—it’s blood. The church swings “abomination,” “sodomite,” like God’s a jailer. A lie. Matthew 19:12—eunuchs, born or made, sit at God’s table. 2 Samuel 1:26—David and Jonathan, soul-to-soul, no shame. 1 Corinthians 6:9—Paul’s arsenokoitai? Not lovers, but cons. Every verse they twist, love bends back.
2013 wasn’t a lightbulb. It was a sledgehammer. The fifth seal’s souls—queer, cast-out, crushed—scream it: love’s unbent. Hate’s the thief jacking God’s reign.
Reflection: What’s your law—love or loathing? God’s pulse picks one.
Takeaway: SEAL 5 reigns: Love runs it—queer or not, hate’s the crook.
Conclusion: Souls Freed, Lies Burned
The fifth seal doesn’t whisper—it thunders, cracks the sky. Souls under the altar—queer, cut, cast out—don’t beg for vengeance. They howl for truth. The church stacked lies high: Matthew’s eunuchs warped to freaks. David’s love reduced to “bro-love.” Sodom’s pride spun to sex. Leviticus’ kin-rape twisted, weaponized to hate gays. Paul’s rebuke to crooks bent to damn the pure in heart.
I lived that cage. Shamed my leash. Cursed my whip. Then, September 27, 2013—fire torched the bars, chains shattered to dust. Homosexuality’s no sin—never was. Love’s the law. Hate’s the Harlot—Revelation 17, drunk on dogma’s blood, riding lies whipping truths. These souls—slashed by church blades, queer kids, broken hearts, outcasts—wear white now. Truth is their robe, not shame’s rags. I was one of them. I bled beneath that altar—‘til love raised me up.
Souls claw from below. The altar’s no throne—it’s a crypt for the cast-out. Revelation 6:9 pins them: “slain for the word”—logos, truth, not law’s chains. The logos doesn’t condemn—it was its translation that did the damage. The church weaponized God’s word into a lie. Homosexuals—lovers of their own—branded foul by scribes who twisted arsenokoitai (1 Cor 6:9). Paul jabbed at predators, not love. Rome bent his ink.
Leviticus 18:22—“man lies with man”? Not love’s fire—incest’s taboo. Matthew 7:1—“Judge not”—but the church built a gallows instead. Galatians 3:28—“No male, female, Jew, Greek”—yet they carved out “other.” Romans 2:1—“You who judge are guilty”—but their mirror’s cracked. Every text they warped, love rewrites—eunuchs welcomed, David honored, Sodom judged, Leviticus freed, Paul’s truth unleashed. Hate’s a ghost. Love roars. Pews shake. Rulebooks burn. Souls rise. Chains snap. The fifth seal’s fire lights the sixth.
The church built its tower high—mammon, power, pride. But love stands taller. Unbent. Eternal.
I preached their doom—September 27 shattered it.
Truth’s sharp. Pick your side. The altar’s still bleeding.
Reflection: Who’s bleeding under your altar—lovers or liars? Truth cuts deep—choose.
Final Takeaway: SEAL 5 unbound: Love’s clean, church’s dirty—souls rise, lies crash.
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