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“If God wants you to cut your dick off you do it,” the weed plug blurted…….Ok, with that said then this must be pretty serious. How can you tell if it’s God’s voice? I’m not certain however I do know it’s quiet and carries with within it a primordial authority invoking fear and yet no compulsion to obey. I had my free will but I felt the sternness of the future consequences I’d meet if I made the wrong choice. The authority of the voice was overwhelming. It was for sure a male voice. A high baritone or a really sturdy sounding tenor in it’s low range. I’m in a situation with the occult again so it’s essential I deal with it. I’ve been having these horrific nights waking up at 3 am terrified about and worried about my future. I lost my mom a year ago and therefore my life is all rearranged and disjointed right now. After a few doors slamming shut in my face in rapid succession I looked at what God, I think, may have put into my heart to do. It’s like my mind reconnected itself when I started working. Memories came back, psychic connections w/ old partners fused themselves again to my mind. Joy returned then the “rushes” came. I felt energy through my body. I ended up completely lost in the moment crouched low gripping my guitar’s neck feeling overwhelming spiritual energy swirling throughout my body. The rushes I felt were very pleasurable. They grew more intense the smarter/harder I worked. They disappeared when I stopped working for a few days diminishing a tad each day. Bit by bit, chunk by chunk then gone. I got to work again today and boom, the rushes returned.

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While my mom was dying slowly with ALS I was hired to narrate an audio book, Dark Roux by Toby LeBlanc. The book is about a cajun family and how the death of “grandpa” affected everybody. It’s over 10 hours long and took months to complete. It was ripping my heart out to do it as I was going through something similar w/ my mother. Here’s the kicker. The book dropped on Amazon, Audible and Itunes on March 1st 2023: That was the same day I buried my mom.

Just stupid chance or is there more to it than that? woo-woo…

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I’m still having vivid dreams since having covid. Weird stupid dream last night….the light was all reddish inside a warped high school where I was a student along w/ the bullshit women I’m tangled w/ at the gym. Everything was by the minute like in a school but I was in a gym w/ arcade games. Red light w/ shafts of natural light in places. I saw a woman from the gym that liked me but she had a 5 o’clock shadow! I kept talking to her. She said “I have a b/f but I might wanna cheat so…blah blah blah”. I moved away thinking to myself, what the fuck was up w/ the beard, ugh. Later at noon as I looked at my digital watch my stalker came into the gym w/ her entourage of bitches. The were passing notes and whispering excitedly to each others. Bitches. I was skipping class to be around them. wtf was wrong w/ me for doing that. Stupid dream….my mind was splattering it’s BS into a funky gross movie scene

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Thinking about vivid and strange Covid induced dreams…..

I missed 6 days of work cos Covid. Kinda scared for money so in my dream I ended up at my dad’s sterile, military looking house in the ‘burbs. He was cold and nasty. He got into bed beckoning me to follow. As he laid there i could feel his mass while I felt tiny. I’m much bigger than him btw, but…..dreams…. I was so uncomfortable when he whipped out a tattoo gun and started scribbling on me. I trusted him ‘cos he’s “dad”. Then he bore the ink gun down hard and held it still. Gritting his teeth in pleasure like when The Emperor was shocking Luke Skywalker. I still trusted him cos he’s “dad”.

Not hard to figure out that one…..

Second Dream….

I was seeing tunnels like freeways that lead all over the 2 major cities I live by. I could zoom here & get there or anywhere in the metroplex and it felt like home. I belonged on those freeways now. I took one tunnel & wound up at my old University. It was trashy, littered, some students studying but no party spots anymore. I realized what I really want, have always wanted was human connection. People. Then w/ knowing this I got all this energy & sprang about campus & the ghetto surrounding it. I remembered that my apt on campus was a party place for yrs. I can’t party rn….life changed….I party on my own now. Then I realized I need to maybe take a chance and let someone in. If she’ll quit stalking me and come around. Meh, she’s crazy and I’m delirious w/ a covid fever rn.

Need to reinvent myself when I get healthy again…

The New Covid sucks! It’s new and improved w/ eye drainage, muscle soreness, oral tenderness w/ bumps in mouth, that coof cough we all love and a stronger more longer lasting fever! Get it at your local elementary school today! Oh, btw as a bonus, you get adorned w/ the wonderful scent of sweet onions brought on by fever sweats. The smell stains all clothing. Thanks for reading and pls be careful out there.

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Is this normal?

This month I injured my foot two times close together. The last time resulted in a month long limp that still hasn’t fully healed. I’ve been harassed for years by this woman from the gym’s family. Usually I can handle it but sometimes they do something that makes me pop off. I got so angry my immune system went down & I developed oral thrush. I’ve been dealing with it all month. It healed last Friday. I was going to take a 3 day weekend off from teaching and I did but I couldn’t enjoy it because I got sick with something that’s been going around the school. However before I knew I was sick I was humming along home in my truck for my 3 day weekend when the person in front of me slammed on their brakes and I couldn’t stop in time. My truck is ok but their SUV got fucked. No injuries. Now for the cherry on top. The crazy gym woman’’s family has taken to parking close to my windows at 5 am and shining headlights into my windows. After going through this all month I flipped out and went out side looking for them. The weasels called the cops on me! The cops parked outside my place and turned their lights on to warn me. Then before the cops left and all night through out the rest of the weekend her family went right back outside and shined their headlights into my windows! I’m still sick w/ whatever bug is going around the school. Damn…. The next day after the my flip out YT Richard Bruce had a video come out about the devil sending ppl out to make God’s ppl angry so that they flip out & go to jail. Also YT TerryJoelJunior had a new video about the same thing!

I don’t think this is a normal chain of events. IMHO this looks like one doozie of a spiritual attack.

Anyone else experience stuff like this? Pls comment

Cheers

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You know that the Spirit in me aggravates the demons that are inside most people. The mouth to Hell is wide: If you get along in this world you might need to examine your inner workings.

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I had a narrow window of time to slip my deceased mom’s jewelry back to the house. The old man was howling and bitching about calling the police over his missing gun, accusing everyone of stealing everything and anything of value out of my mom’s room. He kept talking about police and threatening this and that and basically being an insane narcissist lapping up all he can outta the situation. I left to return the jewels and I could sense my mom, her friends and a dead singer I connect with (more on that later). They were all giving me energy. It was like strong cocaine. It lasted through the next day. Astral cocaine. I dumped off the jewelry to keep that insane dad of mine from flying off the hook about that too. I could hear my mom, her friends and the famous dead singer talking about how messed up my dad was acting and that they were going to help me. That was Feb. now in June I feel them all again. No energy gifts but company and reassurance. The Bible says to test the spirits. Test them with the name Jesus. If they aren’t of God them they’ll flee. Praise Jesus! Miss u mom.

#energy vampire

#paranormal

#astral energy

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Hey, it’s real

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The “devil man” in the pic here is a real satanist. So was I. We were engaged in spiritual warfare. The devil wanted to cull me and the devil man was the “trigger guy”. I’ve posted all about it here already. However, one detail I want to mention. The devil man had books out on the counter at his smoke shop. The Holy Bible and some books on metaphysics, science and whatnot. He hid the books cos the devil musta told to being that I was around by then and looking at what he was reading. I was sly, he didn’t see me spy his books…, the devil man had on blacked out glasses w/ tons of holes. He said they were to help correct his vision after using reading glasses. He said reading glasses are a trap. He did something to my eyes cos I’ve been far sighted ever since. I can’t read w/o glasses now! The devil didn’t want me reading occult books OR The Bible so that man in the pic ruined my eyes w/ magic. I’m still far sighted. God hasn’t restored my vision and I accept that. From my older posts “who ended the world? A pilot ended the world. He pushed the button”

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Funny how you can’t tell the devil to fuck off. Demons are like cockroaches but God makes us respect that Satan is made on a higher level than us. You have to respect the order. If you don’t then the evil entity has some authority over you. It’s allowed to touch you a bit if you don’t respect their “rank” or order of creation. Funny, huh? You know Satan wanted to rule heaven but maybe God loved even the devil so much that He gave the devil the Earth to rule. Funny, huh? I dunno

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As I mentioned, my mom died last week of Lou Gehrigs’ disease and I felt that she was sending me energy. It wasn’t subtle, it felt like a giant coke (cocaine) rock blasting off in my solar plexus./ heart chakra. It happens every time I have to work. I can feel her and her dead friends also someone else…. someone famous… I may as well say it cos I’m sure ppl reading this already think I’m a nut so I’ll say it. I think the dead and sometimes the living talk to me in my head. When Miss Mary, who was a christian witch, was alive I felt her in my brain while my mom was on the phone w/ her. After a few seconds of feeling Miss Mary’s energy she told my mom that she felt my spirit. CONFORMATION. Another time when my mom, whom I forgive, was mentally abusing me Miss Mary could feel it. Later that night Miss Mary called my mom and asked what’s wrong w/ me cos she could feel my pain. Another time I had an audition for something and Miss Mary asked my mom if I had an interview… she could feel it. Miss Mary also knew my nose was stopped up. Anyways, I think my mom is in heaven rn w/ Miss Mary and all her old dead friends. Every time when my mom was sending me energy I could feel Miss Mary’s spirit. She told me that she taught my mom how to send me energy and other things that spirits need to know….Miss Mary Torres, rip, also asked/told me to write about her in my blog so…. I miss her….I miss my mom… I know that they are together. Earlier last week my mom was sending me so much energy I felt like she never left me, maybe she never did. Sometimes the dead kind of recede then come back again later. They’re not always right here in the forefront w/ us all the time. It’s like they’re doing stuff up there in heaven…. I dunno….the scariest thing was when Miss Mary would tell my mom that I had a spirit in me and I can get rid if it. I’d rebuke that pest, send it to The Cross to receive it’s punishment. Then bind it from returning in Jesus name. When I feel spirits talk to me I always call onJesus to test the spirit…evil spirits and people masquerade as good all the time. Wolf in sheep’s clothing is no BS. rip Mom and Miss Mary.

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Can the dead help the living? I think maybe so. My mom died last week so I’m in hardcore mourning rn but I think she was helping me from beyond. It started when I took home a coin collection and some fine jewelry I got from my mom’s room. My old man was raising hell about his gun being missing accusing several family members of stealing it. I thought I’d better get the coins and jewelry back to his house asap. I had an hour or so window I could slip in while my dad was gone. I was exhausted from the grief but when it was time to get those goods outta my place I felt an intense energy in my heart chakra/solar plexus. It felt like cocaine. It was so strong I was close to shaking and it lasted for hours then came back the next day. I could feel my mom and also some of her friends that passed years earlier. It felt like an independent consciousness was in my brain which energetically felt like my mom and her friends. They were talking to me and sending me energy so that I could get that stuff back to my dad’s house so that he wouldn’t flip out over it being missing. Mission accomplished. The next day I had to work and I felt the heart chakra fill w/ a strong cocaine like energy. When 6pm came the energy subsided until the next day. Then in the morning the energy raged on and while I worked all day. The energy would stop flowing if I didn’t work but when I got to work, boom, there it was. I have a lot more to say but my thumbs hurt rn.

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Miss Mary and my dad’s evil chain…..My mom, rip, had a lot of trouble with my dad when she was alive. Sometimes Miss Mary had to work some hoo doo to keep him from abusing my mom. One thing she did was cause my father to not be able to swallow his food. He’d try and force it down but he’d gag until his eyes watered. She did some magick w/ that chain he used to wear causing him to choke. It only stopped when Miss Mary refused to continue working with the chain. She said it was sitting on her table and it moved by itself. After that she didn’t want to work with it anymore. She said it was evil and mailed it back to my mom. My dad was looking for his chain the whole time it was missing but when he got it back he never wore it again. My dad wore that chain everyday for 35+ years. He even wore it swimming all the time, even in the ocean but after Miss Mary casted spells on it to choke him he never wore it again. That was 13 years ago. Miss Mary Torres died 8 yrs ago. A few days after my mom died last week I started feeling her and Miss Mary’s spirits around me. It was so strong that I feel like I didn’t lose my mom, she just moved to the spirit world. Miss Mary and I used to talk clairvoyantly when she was alive. Then Miss Mary’d tell my mom on the phone what just happened right after the fact. Right after. It feels the same now w/ her and my mom talking to me from the other side. I’m grieving rn but I feel a strong unmistakable energy in my solar plexus/ heart chakra. Feels kinda cocaine like. Miss Mary and/or my mom is giving me energy. Their presence is very comforting. I know that Miss Mary is teaching my mom stuff like that in the spirit realm. Always in Jesus’ name. You have to test the spirits. If they shirk back at Jesus’s name or if they refuse to acknowledge Him as Lord then it’s not your dead relative but an evil spirit tryna snatch your soul away or at least damage your relationship w/ God.

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Found somebody’s ritual site by the river. Tea light candles were along the path leading here. DO NOT TOUCH. If you find something like this. You could get a spirit following you home. Spiritual attachment.

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“My mom can do things,”. my mom’s b/f said. Mary Torres or Miss Mary was a magickal practitioner. I use to feel her spirit and she mine. Miss Mary would even tell my mom over the phone that she just felt me. I can’t describe it but by saying it feels like someone’s personal energy is in your mind/mental space. It’s like a thought but not originating from yourself. My mom mentally abused me this one afternoon then Miss Mary called and asked my mom, “what’s wrong with your son? He’s upset.” Miss Mary had powers but she only used them in the name of Jesus. She had Jesus and magick. She use to protect me and my mother from my sadistic dad. She would put him under a spell to make him nice. She couldn’t hold him forever cos he’d get sick of being nice and buck the spell’s efficacy. Mary died about 6 yrs ago. Since my mom passed last week I can feel Miss Mary Torres, my mom and Jesus all working with me. Mary says my dad is the devil and to be careful. He has multiple demons all working inside of him.

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It’s a mysterious thing turning to the Lord when you don’t feel like you fit in. Day dreaming of Heaven and realizing that it’s not too far away is rejuvenating.

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Oh, wow, thx for reading this blog. I didn’t think anyone would. It’s all true…. I have more to say, lots more. Just wanted to say thx and I’m gonna post again. Just a little overwhelmed by the small amount of attention the blog’s gotten and that it’s not dead. Thx again.