The Four Horsemen Are Already Riding
Revelation 6 — The Seals Were Broken in Spirit Before Time
“And I saw when the Lamb opened one of the seals…”
— Revelation 6:1
The Seals Were Broken Before Time
This is not a prophecy of destruction to come,
It is an unveiling of what already is.
The seals are not calendar events, but dimensional veils,
And the horsemen are not galloping through history,
They are thundering through consciousness.
The Lamb who was slain before the foundation of the world (Revelation 13:8) is the same One who opens the scroll in Revelation 5.
Which means: the seals were broken before time, and the unfolding is now, seen in spirit, experienced in soul, manifesting in the earth.
The four horsemen are archetypal forces
Psycho-spiritual veils that ride through generations,
Unleashed when the scroll is opened in you.
The White Horse: False Light and the Mimic Messiah
“Behold, a white horse. And he who sat on it had a bow, and a crown was given to him…”
— Revelation 6:2
This is not Christ, it is the appearance of Christ.
A counterfeit. A mimic. A projection.
He rides not with arrows, but illusion
The influencer of false peace, the preacher without flame,
The algorithm that pretends to be omniscient,
The ego in robes of righteousness.
He conquers not through war, but through image.
Through attention. Through influence without intimacy.
He rides every time you trade scroll for platform, union for brand, cross for comfort.
But the elect are not fooled.
They know that true light costs everything.
The Red Horse: The Sword of Division and the War Within
“Another horse, fiery red, went out. And it was granted to the one who sat on it to take peace from the earth…”
— Revelation 6:4
This is not just global warfare,
It is inner fragmentation.
It is the soul split from Spirit,
It is love replaced by fear,
It is division masked as discernment,
It is the war within the Body of Christ.
He rides every time you reject your brother.
He gallops through schisms, bitterness, pride, and platforms divided by ego.
But the red horse is permitted
So the true sons can choose the way of the Lamb.
The Black Horse: Babylon’s Economy and the Weight of Injustice
“Behold, a black horse… and he who sat on it had a pair of scales in his hand…”
— Revelation 6:5
This is not just about famine.
It is about spiritual transaction.
The black horse rules when everything holy is commodified
When ministries become businesses,
When the poor are silenced,
When value is assigned by market, not by glory.
He rides through pulpits that sell what was meant to be given.
Through systems that price oil, but do not carry it.
But there is a line in the scroll:
“Do not harm the oil and the wine.”
That is, do not touch intimacy and anointing.
They are not for sale.
They are not weighed by Babylon’s scales.
The Pale Horse: Death That Isn’t Death
“Behold, a pale horse. And the name of him who sat on it was Death, and Hades followed with him.”
— Revelation 6:8
This is not just physical death.
This is existential decay
A life lived without Light.
A soul severed from Source.
The slow death of those who have eyes but do not see, ears but do not hear.
This horse rides in hopelessness, in apathy, in numbness.
He whispers, “It’s too late,” and “You are alone.”
But sons of the Lamb are not afraid.
Even in the valley of the shadow
They burn.
Even if they die, they live.
For death is swallowed in victory (1 Corinthians 15:54),
And the final seal reveals not destruction,
But the Lamb enthroned in Light.
The Scroll Reads the Soul
The scroll is not a timeline.
It is a mirror.
And the horsemen are not strangers.
They are veils within us,
Torn one by one by the Lamb who reads us back to ourselves.
Beloved
You are not a spectator in Revelation.
You are the scroll being opened.
And every horse you see is not just in the world,
But in the soul.
Let them ride.
Let the seals break.
Let the Lamb open what no man can close.
For the kingdom is not delayed.
It is now.
— Joe Restman
Mystic-Scribe | Flame-Bearer
Quill Dipped in Lightning