"For you yourselves know perfectly that the day of the Lord shall come just like a thief in the night."  (1 Thess 5:2)

     This is the story of the day of the Lord. Just as predicted, in many places in the Bible, it came just like a thief in the night. The day of the Lord was July fourth of 1990. On that day I broke into the home of then Former President Ronald Wilson Reagan. That I could actually get into that house, one of the best protected residences on the face of the earth, speaks to the nature of the fulfillment of the prophesy; that being that all things must be fulfilled exactly as written. Throughout the Bible we find reference to the fact that the Lord shall come as a thief. One of the places that we find reference to this fact is in 2 Peter. There it states: "But the day of the Lord will come as a thief in the night; in which the heavens shall pass away with a great noise. . . " (2 Peter 3:10) Note again the reference to the Day of the Lord Coming Like a thief.
     To be sure I did not plan to fulfill the scriptures in the manner that I did. It was an accident. Never the less, the scripture was fulfilled exactly as written on the day I broke in to the former President's home. My main intention for the actions that I took, on that day, was to get publicity for this book , which I was then in the process of writing. Let me now go over the events of that day, so that you can see how really frightened I was, of taking that drastic step in my life.
     As I stated in the last chapter I had a fight with my room mate in the early morning hours of July Fourth 1990. I was very upset. I knew that it was July fourth. It was on July fourth of 1984 that I made the proclamation that had put Reagan out of power as far as the prophecy was concerned. Yet he was still active and making decisions, that affected everyone on the planet. I knew that if I did not take some concrete step such as to try to kill him, people later on would think that I was not really serious about the whole prophecy. Again I was thinking about the Bible passage that said the Anti-Christ must be thrown alive into the Lake of fire. It was that same passage that had caused me to threaten his life back in 1987.
     When I left the apartment that morning, I did not know where to go. I wanted to go directly to Reagan's house and pull the publicity stunt. Then I realized, that if I were to go there without psychiatric clearance, they might lock me up forever, as they have so far to John Hinkley. I knew that I had to have myself checked out at a hospital. I went to the Hollywood mental health clinic where I had been getting my prolixin shots. On the bus ride there I was crying so openly that the bus driver had to ask me if everything was O.K. I told him that I was worried about my future and said that I was feeling like killing myself. He did the best he could to calm me down. After a while, I collected myself and got to the clinic. When I got there, it was closed. I was now in a panic. I placed a call to 911 and asked if they could call a police car to get me to the hospital. I'm not even sure that I was coherent. I kept asking God to help me. The operator must have thought that I was nuts. Indeed, I thought that I was. To even think about killing another human being, as I had that morning about my room mate Ron, was to me a sign of certain madness. the operator told me to wait there and that she would send a cop car there to help me.
     When the cops arrived they told me that if I wanted to go to the hospital that I would have to take the bus. They said that they were not in the business of transporting people to hospitals. Dismayed, I summoned up the courage to take the bus ride to the hospital. It was the same hospital that I had just gotten out of about two months earlier. First, I went to the psychiatric emergency room. They told me that they could not admit me, until I had gone to the general emergency room. I went there and told the nurse that I wanted someone to kill me or I

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