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 Religion / Re: Must Read!!why And How I Became A Satanist by beautifuldaemon: 6:24am On Oct 11, 2015 |
Mellin:
all that guy said is the truth which I never wanted to share cos I don't believe in using fear to get someone to do something...
Mind not the use of words in jos that's why I really don't like them.. Using the word hell is trying to pass the message across since that's what people are familiar with but a times these words full of horror stories etc can't be used to describe a nice place... Hell according to jos is a sort of a place where out spirit goes then our soul returns to the creator... Everyone must reincarnate it doesn't matter how long it takes....
The battle lost according to jos is not actually there battle but ours... Battle to save us from been harnessed of our energies... These beings out there needs our energy to survive and the Jews were chosen for this purpose... In Catholic churches u see some of these signs of pentagram facing upwards that's a disc used to channel our energies to them....
U might ask urself if we are the ones that needs energy or the Gods that created us.... Enki and the nibirians don't need our energy to survive it's the greys another ett beings... When one works on its chakras and attains godhead when they see u they run cos u r excessively on higher dimensions which they don't want us to reach. But when u r on lower dimensions u can be easily manipulated and there's nothing u can do about it..
And yes soul comes into a body to possess it but not forever.. When we summon our guardian or creator they enter inside us to talk to us... A times they possess a body of another and use that person to pass out a message to u that's because u as a person with blocked crown chakra ain't listening to ur thoughts....
About exorcism I can't say anything about that now cos I never bothered to learn or ask about that... Lemme not say what am not sure of.. Will study on that later
Anyone is free to work and open their chakras but when in touch with these greys maybe during a mental travel to the astral they can cut u off if the finds out u have no Back up of higher entity like enki... That's why it's needed that one must have to dedicate to be fully protected on our journey to attain godhead... Without these energies some or majority are wasting in churches or mosque these beings won't survive but people are empowering them why they are killing and harnessing out energy..
Hope I helped answer ur questions? I love this guy... Your explanation is quite simple and explicit. I've been wondering how to explain and make the enquirer understand but you just did the job - evidence of a good throat chakra. |
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| Religion / Re: Must Read!!why And How I Became A Satanist by beautifuldaemon: 12:24pm On Sep 24, 2015 |
JILCOM:
God bless you. Please, keep on posting these true stories so that people know what they are getting themselves into.
These are true life stories in contrast to the tales by moonlight the op is dishing out.
They will try to debunk your stories as usual but just ignore them. I am sorry to bother you... Can you explain to us what makes this story true and not fictitious? With facts and figures pls... 1 Like |
| Religion / Re: Must Read!!why And How I Became A Satanist by beautifuldaemon: 12:20pm On Sep 24, 2015 |
ophy:
From the Occult to deliverance in Jesus--Janet's Story
By the time I was in 8th grade, my parents decided to get a divorce. This did not upset me because I couldn't stand all the fighting. In addition, my father had become an alcoholic by now and would slap around my youngest brother when frustrated. Though I was not close to my brother, I was hurt seeing him treated this way. My father left to live elsewhere. I was now open game for the whole family.
The constant coldness and hurtful words towards me intensified after my father left. Though I never forgot my sexual abuse, I could no longer keep the pain inside. I confronted my oldest brother about the whole situation one day when no one else was home. I watched him frantically trying to come up with words. When that failed, all he could do was deny it and call me crazy. Perhaps he thought I was about to expose the truth because after that day he did all he could to turn the family totally against me. Day after day my brothers and mother would pick on me. No remark was out of line for them. It was now three against one. I could no longer take the pain.
Now that my father was no longer there to shield me from any harm, my youngest brother felt open to release his own built up anger on me. Besides being made fun of at any given moment, I now had to deal with his violent outbursts. Though he would hit me often, my mother turned a blind eye on the situation. I felt betrayed, alone, angry, depressed, and without hope.
With nowhere to turn, I started engaging in drug use. School no longer mattered to me, and I rarely attended. With forged notes, I would cut classes to drink and smoke pot with others like myself who no longer cared about life. I started believing what my family told me daily. I was nothing, a loser, and evil. I gave up on God totally, figuring that He didn't care for me either. The rituals and dark practices I knew as a child and had stopped practicing out of fear of God no longer bothered me. I embraced any knowledge of the occult that came my way.
The more I participated in such knowledge, the more I saw things that cannot be explained by rational thought. I was both scared and intrigued by such a force. By the time I graduated from high school, I had become a complete rebel. I hated all the hypocrisy I saw around me. With all the emotions I still had within me, I transformed into a cold exterior. When I couldn't smoke or drink the void within me away, I would engage in immoral sexual behavior. This, too, never brought solace. I felt more guilt and shame then ever before. Since nothing seemed to bring me happiness, I tried to physically escape by moving to Hollywood, California, with a friend. Hollywood is a very strange but exciting place. For a drug user, it is a mecca. Normal people are the minority. It was the worse place for me to ever live. I had an abundant supply of drugs whenever I wanted them. Sexual immorality is more commonplace there then breathing itself. As for belief systems, it is a melting pot for cults, clans, and every practice imaginable. The people I met taught me all they knew about the occult. My drug abuse escalated into uses of cocaine, crack, methamphetamine, PCP, and heroin. With few exceptions, if it could be snorted, shot, popped, or smoked, I did it. As my depression increased, so, too, did my death wish.
Before my 21st birthday, I could no longer afford to live in Hollywood. I returned home to live with my father. My drug tries were severed by the move, but my pain remained. Though my father loved me greatly, he no longer knew me. I had changed so dramatically since I had left for Hollywood and because he had no idea of anything happening in my life, he contributed my behavior to being difficult. He did not like what he saw in me, and this disproval only enhanced when I got a job as a bartender in a local strip club. When he found out I had started to oil wrestle, he could no longer tolerate me. I soon moved out and into an abusive relationship. Though short-lived, I went from one abusive relationship to another (of varying degrees). Like the pattern while living in Hollywood, I also went from one job to the next without caring about the consequences.
I felt completely washed up and depressed at all times. All I wanted to do was die. I was afraid to commit suicide because of the pain involved and the possibility of damnation. Nothing I tried brought about the death I sought. The pain of living I could not escape. Every little bit of hope I clung to was short-lived. With no other option available to me, I decided to try for a college degree. I was hoping this was exactly what I needed to turn my life around.
I entered a private all female college in 1992. I majored in Criminal Justice out of curiosity. I took on a second major in Psychology hoping to figure my life out. To my surprise, I did extremely well in both majors which boosted my self-esteem a bit. Despite my academic achievement, I could not get rid of all the pain inside of me. I entered into three years of Psychotherapy freely offered by the college. Though it was nice to be able to talk to someone, it didn't seem to help much. I was labeled with having Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, and High Depression of unknown classification. Not only was I depressed and in deep pain but also was now a label within the DSM manual.
By my senior year in college, I had stopped going to my therapist. My grades were excellent, and I pushed myself to achieve everything academically open to me. Some teachers would pull me aside out of concern and warn me of pushing myself too hard. I ignored all the warnings and plunged deeper into independent research studies. The result was horrible. I would often find myself curled into a ball on the floor crying my eyes out. There was a week that my mind stopped functioning altogether. I literally couldn't even remember how to open a book.
During this time my anger at God was so great that I gave Him a ultimatum. I insisted He help me or else I was going to embrace the dark side completely--bringing as many people down with me as I could. Up until this point, my occult dealings were for my own knowledge (I was not one to hurt others). This anger towards God did not help me at all. In fact, just the opposite happened. I saw the dark side like never before in my life. As strange as this may sound, I became aware that my closest friends in college (whom I lived under) were not who I thought they were. Though they tried to convince me that "they" were higher spiritual beings, I knew them to be demonically possessed. This did not bother me at the time. I was so against God by now that I invited any opportunity to talk to the numerous beings that would speak through them. I called them jokingly my "home entertainment system." At first I thought it all was a joke. I listened intently for mistakes in the stories they told me to no avail. I even listened to them speak through the vents of my apartment to try to catch them in the game. It remained the same. This phenomena was very real, and it fascinated me. The more I hung out with them, the darker I allowed myself to become. I hated what I saw myself becoming, but I was so fixated on darkness that all I wanted to do was understand it. I read and bought every black magick book and occult item I could find. I charged everything on credit cards and was soon in major debt. Though my grades never suffered, I became addicted to the occult like never before. This was all soon to change.
I had a normal routine of sleeping on my couch between classes to relieve my sleep deprivation. One such day, I experienced what people call an out-of-body experience. Though I will not go into detail about it (that is a story within itself), all I will say was that it was very frightening. The following day I had another. A couple days after and while typing on my computer, it happened again. Other than being fully awake the third time, the only other difference from the other two was that I seemed to be stuck halfway in and out of my body. I had trouble breathing, and panic filled my senses. Not having any place to go, I ran upstairs in a frenzy. When I entered my "friends'" house, they were all laughing. One stated, "How does it feel to be dying?" She kept on laughing at my terror. I sat at their kitchen table and prayed silently to Jesus for help. Within 5 minutes, my whole body was back to normal. You would think that I would have caught on that Jesus was the way to life. Yet I didn't. I graduated from college with highest honors and continued my dark existence in the occult. After experiencing a physical demonic attack on my body, I became frightened even of a falling leaf. I knew I needed help, and I did not know how to go about it. I called many pastors and set up appointments to talk with them. Though they did their best to help me, they were ill-equipped to handle my case. Some just looked at me as if I was a nut.
My search for help continued and extended to online chat rooms. I spoke to any Christian that would listen to my story. One particular pastor in a Christian chat room told me all about Jesus and how to be saved. He helped relieve my fear that God hated me and would never accept me back. He told me to have faith and to trustfully accept Jesus into my life. I made the step in faith in September of 1997. It was the best day of my life!
Though I still have many struggles and shortcomings, three months after I accepted Jesus as Lord and Savior, my depression left completely. Each day is a blessing to me and filled with a joy I cannot describe. I have never loved life before Jesus. Now I live each minute for Him. All I want to do is serve God and grow in His plan for me. Jesus did come to set the captives free. I am living proof of that. Praise the Lord . . . . for HE is Good!
God Bless each of you.
Love you in Christ
And what is the purpose of this story and how does it correlate with the topic here? 2 Likes |
| Religion / Re: Must Read!!why And How I Became A Satanist by beautifuldaemon: 9:00pm On Sep 23, 2015 |
Dear Mellin,
To the best of your knowledge, kindly throw more light on the difference between aquarianism and satanism.
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| Religion / Re: Must Read!!why And How I Became A Satanist by beautifuldaemon: 5:31pm On Sep 13, 2015 |
Mellin:
I made an elixir myself with the help of people that helped me by getting the necessary roots and herbs from the thick forest.. It's never easy tho I spent money paying them.. But what was able to get will only make one last for 200 years tops but one will age... But then Enki our creator and the gods have been working too to upgrade us. So the gift father is offering will make u last forever and ever, no ageing.... Reason we where created to dominate only the Earth and no else where...
Only the dedicated ones will have this gift.. All u need to do is summon Enki and request that he grant u the powers to live long and young without ageing... After the request u will have to sit for an hour cos then the work has already commenced... You will feel him even tho u can't see him yet....
Raise an altar, light 7 black candles with a quality incense. There must be a pentagram either drawn or carved from a metal, hold ur pendulum in ur left hand and affirm that only your creator, the almighty great primordial God of human race have the right to move this pendulum at his presence and no other intelligence... After that watch the pendulum while chanting Enki and affirm he be with u... Then the pendulum Wil start moving anti clockwise showing he isn't there yet, when the pendulum stops and rotate clockwise, Enki is there... Free ur self and don't panic cos no harm is ever be falling u... Even if possible play with Enki and Crack jokes he is lovable.... Fear not..
When u have felt his presence, while still kneeling make a request like this
Almighty great primordial God of human race, thank u for the wonderful gift of life u have given me. Father may u grant that I may live forever without ageing. May u deem me worthy father... Thank u
Note =it will commenced asap.... After that bow out and put off the candles and incense. Take a sit and sit like a king u are.
Team of gods will surround u and start working on ur body. U can use the pendulum to ask if they are done. Best time to do this is in the night to avoid been disturbed.. It musnt be 12midnifht...
That's all as u r good to go... Note u will not age a bit and don't go around looking for trouble because u can now leave forever. If person shoot u, u Don go be that o. Except u protect ur self well by building and programming ur aura. I will keep shouting this, work on it Chakra and auras daily... Ur bad actions a times is not ur handiwork but an imbalance in ur Chakra
Religious folks over to u, u can ask ur gid to do that for u if he has the power tho.
And am yet to see any one swear that their religious god is the creator and supreme of all.... Abi they Don turn blind.
Over
Wow! Elixir of life... I am thrilled and excited about this. If this is true then thats a real achievement to the human race, thanks to Mellin who through him the creator of the human race has used. @ Mellin, I am SS too and will like to know; Is this ritual all that is required? Cos i have been wondering where the herbs you made mention of comes. Thanks Aves Satana! |
| Religion / Re: Must Read!!why And How I Became A Satanist by beautifuldaemon: 8:48pm On Aug 03, 2015 |
Mellin:
This got me thinking out loud..
Know thyself Dear Mellin, Kindly avail me with a comprehensive link on hatha yoga. Thanks |
| Religion / Re: Must Read!!why And How I Became A Satanist by beautifuldaemon: 8:47pm On Aug 03, 2015 |
[quote author=Mellin post=36573936]This got me thinking out loud..
Know thyself |
| Religion / Re: Must Read!!why And How I Became A Satanist by beautifuldaemon: 3:16pm On Aug 02, 2015 |
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kolomax:
When FCMB is paying 30-50k nawaooo Says who? Are you talking about contract staffs? If NO, Thats a bloody lie! Besides FCMB is the only bank in Nigeria who has a career path for contract staffs (esp marketers). |
