Satanism Is Boring

English: Sascha Schneider, Hypnosis, 1904 Deut...

Sascha Schneider, Hypnosis, 1904 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Once, I was curious about Satanic rituals so I did something dangerously stupid.  I watched a Satanic priestess perform a ceremony and lived to tell.  The Satanic temple was just a plain room with no symbols on the walls but there were some big candles in dim lighting.

The priestess wore a bright orange robe with a hood.  I don’t know if the color was significant or maybe she just felt “orange” that day.  She wore no make up and had long stringy bleach blonde hair.  This woman was ice-cold and didn’t even introduce herself.

The priestess began by standing in front of the congregates and chanting in a monotone voice, “Satan is great and powerful.  Oh, great Satan, you are god.  Come to us Satan.  Satan is here.”  She alternated between slow and hypnotic to screaming the same words then back to slow and hypnotic again. Whenever she screamed, she raised her arms up almost like Count Dracula did in old movies as he pulled up his cape then turned into a bat.

During the screaming chants, she appeared to have a contorted face for brief moments.  Not purposefully contorted movements like twisting one’s mouth but contorted in ways that are not humanly possible.  I don’t know an apt way to describe it except, that it was an unnatural jaw extension, or an expansion of her head, eyes moving in an unnatural way in a split second.  Not rolling back in her head, nothing like the Exorcist. Things that are impossible for humans to do.

This hypnotic alternating scream session went on for more than 5 minutes.  But it seemed like hours. It was largely boring and left me feeling like I was back in school. The teacher is up in front of the class talking in a slow monotone then suddenly screams at a kid for passing notes.  It was like that.

There was nothing of substance there. It was just repetition of a few words and phrases.  What was the point?  It looked like she was inviting Satanic spirits to the ceremony and using hypnotic techniques to permit satanic possession of the congregates.  How does one explain the contorted facial movements?  Simple, she was possessed.  How did it end?  No idea, because unlike in school, I was able to leave so I did.

I know that demonic possession is real because it’s in the Bible.  I do not recommend watching satanic ceremonies in person or on TV because it’s possible for evil spirits to enter us as we watch.  Had I known it was going to be like school I would never have watched.  School was a boring Hell for me.  As I said, it was dangerously stupid to watch.

Bottom line, Satanic rituals are not about edifying people or entertainment but sneaking evil spirits into our lives.

 

Where’s the Government?

Day 061/365 - Free Food!

Free Food! (Photo credit: Great Beyond)

Q: “Why won’t the government help us?  Our government is rich, they should provide for us.”A: 2 Kings 18:21 On Egypt? If you lean on Egypt, it will be like a reed (cane, walker, crutches) that splinters beneath your weight and pierces (stabs) your hand (causing harm). Pharaoh, the king of Egypt (the government, welfare, Medicare, public school system, FEMA), is completely unreliable! NLT.  (My own explanations.)

 

Q: Who will help us in the next emergency?

A: YHWH; Y’SHUA

Psalms 9:9 Consequently  the Lord provides safety for the oppressed;he provides safety in times of trouble.  9:10 Your loyal followers trust in you,for you, Lord, do not abandon those who seek your help.

A Stabbing Dream

stab the potatoes! stab the potatoes!

stab the potatoes! stab the potatoes! (Photo credit: carbonated)

Several days ago, a woman who cut business ties with me a while back sent a message asking if I had a certain product to sell. I replied with a short, “No”.

Read No More Svengali here.

That night, I had a dream that I was working a dirty, fast paced job which I hated. I wasn’t good at it either but kept trying to do it right. There were other people working along side me and we were all employees with the same company.

Suddenly, there was a creepy woman working there too with an eighties “heavy metal” look. Without warning, she got mad at me for no reason and stabbed me with a knife. She stabbed me in the left forearm though, I’m right handed. There was no blood but the wound wouldn’t heal instead it became dead useless tissue. Whenever I met someone I told them what that woman did to me and the pain flared up every time I talked about it.

Many times, I encountered this woman and she would either threaten me with the knife or pretend she didn’t see me. I always felt that I was in danger when she was around even when she ignored me. At one point, I sensed that she intended to kill me so I got away from her by putting myself inside a room or a big car, can’t remember which.

That was a safe place where I began growing my business, not the dirty job I hated. As I went about my business, my arm heeled and the pain was gone, however, when I saw her or talked to others about her the wound re-appeared and the pain returned. Dream over.

Later in the day, it came to me that this business woman and the creepy woman in the dream are the same. The work that I hated was doing business with her and her temper “stabbed me” like a knife. My left arm was wounded but my right arm was fine so I could still work because I’m right handed. The wound and the pain re-appeared only when I thought about it.

In reality, I attempted getting along and working with her but I couldn’t trust her. I knew the whole time that she used me to get business help (because no one else on planet Earth will work with her) but I’m as guilty of using her for my own financial gain.

Q: Why did I dream about this?

A: I think that it was partly a warning to stay away from her. By sending me a message she was attempting friendly reconnection, that’s part of her MO. However, due to her irrationality, she would end up doing a Jerry Springer act and “stabbing” me again. This dream also reminded me to forgive her and stop bringing up past hurts to others because whenever I do it bothers me all over again. Hence, the re-occurring wound and pain.

Analyzing this dream and writing it down has made me feel better. It’s just like therapy.

::dream::

Dream (Photo credit: Krysthopher Woods)

 

 

Daniel 7:1 In the first year of King Belshazzar of Babylon, Daniel had a dream filled with visions while he was lying on his bed. Then he wrote down the dream in summary fashion.

Church of the Drug Cartel

The Mexican drug madness

Mexican drug madness (Photo credit: Federacion de asociaciones cannabicas)

From the Christian Post:”Mexico’s epidemic of violence first erupted in 2006, according to most accounts.  But an ex-Muslim from India, who serves as a Christian pastor along the  Texas-Mexican border, believes the problem began much earlier, with human  sacrifice, witches, and the adoration of death in ancient Aztec days.”

“In addition to the almost 50,000 estimated to have died in Mexico’s drug violence, another 10,000 have disappeared without a trace. Many of these, Elijah is convinced, are the victims of Satanic rituals that require human sacrifice.”

Read more at the Christian Post.

“Santa Muerte (Holy Death, or Saint Death)”

“a skeleton wearing a hooded robe,  holding a scythe or globe.  Some link Santa Muerte to the Aztec goddess of the dead, Mictecacihuatl.”

Human sacrifice, found at the foundations of L...

Human sacrifice, found at the foundations of La Ciudadela (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Death Worshipers

Santa Muerte

Santa Muerte (Photo credit: Anuska Sampedro)

Saint Death trailer  Watch it here.People who are falling for this lie hold onto a beliefe that death is beautiful and by worshiping the goddess of death they will receive, among other things, a good death.

“Death is beautiful,” is BS from the rear end of the golden calf!

I have watched people die, animals die including my own pets and I testify that death is NOT beautiful!

 Proverbs 8:36 But whoever fails to find me harms himself; all who hate me love death.

Most of my life has been more of an existence filled with morbid thoughts and suicidal inclinations.  Since most of my life has been ugly, I want to experience a beautiful life so I choose LIFE.

John 1:4 In him was life, and that life was the light of men.

John 6:48 I am the bread of life.

Moment of Resurection

       John 6:51 I am the living bread that came down from heaven. If anyone eats from this bread he will live forever. The bread  that I will give for the life of the world is my flesh.”