Thanks Mammoth.

It’s one dude playing all the instruments.

What if he backed down?

We would’ve missed some great rock n fuckin’ roll.

I had a stroke more than 6 years ago. As a result I lost the ability to speak and most of my memories.

I had already decimated my own ego for medium training.

Then I lost it all. I got possessed and I had to kick it out.

I remember this one idea I had.

Torture someone to the brink of death and then let them heal. Then do it again.

Again and again and again.

Make sure their life is endless suffering.

This isn’t what got me kicked out of hell (metaphorical).

I made suggestions on how to make hell worse. That’s what got me kicked out.

Hell is a metaphorical place and a dimension.

Portals from that dimension exist on Earth. You can’t see them, but you can feel them, at least I and others can feel them.

I went on a ghost hunt more than ten years ago. Where we found ourselves was right next to a portal from hell.

When we walked into the place, I tracked and found the rage spirit that was holding others hostage.  I walked straight into the room and said “Drain.” With my hands reaching out to the air.

Then that spirit was running from me all night.

I have no fear of ghosts, demons and other various entities. I know how to deal with them.

20 years earlier, I had a ouiga board.

My buddy said he could use it to speak to a powerful demon. While I was in the room, the planchette flew across the room multiple times. 

Whatever my buddy was trying to contact didn’t want to come through while I was in the room.

I stepped outside, and it could use the board to speak.  I could tell and these things are telepathic and I’m a telepath. 

We had a conversation and it wasn’t a good one for the demon.

For the record, I was 18.

I don’t like to admit I’m powerful.

I want to be like everyone else. However, I’m not like everyone else.

It’s been a thing. I pretend like I just evolved and got my abilities from my evolution. However, I’ve always had this kind of power available to me.

I forget what I can do because I can do a ton of shit.

Energy reader. I read all kinds of energy.

Tracker. Using energy to track anyone to anywhere.

Soul eater. I devour ghosts.

I can make people disappear.

I can tap their fear line and and they hallucinate all the shit they fear.

I can bilocate and while I’m there I can do shit. People feel me hug them from France, New Zealand, Norway and other places on the planet.

I can soul swap.

If I want privacy, I put a bubble up and people stay out of the bubble.  That one, it took me a while to notice, actually someone else noticed and I took notice.

People get paused around me if they mean me harm. They can’t move until I touch them.

I’m a scary motherfucker.

I have to be. I deal with shit that no one wants to deal with.

I know I’m leaving shit out, like I said I forget because I can do a ton of shit.

I’m a real man, not a fictional character.

The safest place for anyone to be is by my side or behind me.

I’ve been feeling stronger with what I can do.

Now, I was in the Air Force, anyone think they have a clue about me?

I have no proof.

But I did get a visit from a demon hunter that wanted to kill me. That I use a half mask made it that I wasn’t what they wanted. I remember everything that goes on while I’m channeling.

I do what I want and I want to follow God’s way.

I want to be coherent. 

Coherence gives power over Fragmentation.

Truth vs deception.

Truth always wins.

God always wins.

Have a blessed one and be excellent always.