Evil sorcery

[serloco]

I work with very powerful allies, far beyond the power and awareness I have found. I had been working with intent and memory for a long time and found that I could intend the formation of my memory and other's memory to great length. I could have my memory work through all of time to pinpoint specific information my attention sought for example all the thoughts, realizations, and experiences that helped create a position of awareness I enter called Next. I can then collect all the thoughts and energy that went into the development of that intent, and what formed the path initially. The knowledge and expansion of the memory became multifaceted leading down different paths. One of my allies wanted the credit for projecting and aligning this assembled consciousness while I demanded that the energy body, or the specialized and intended attention could do it on its own. A battle ensued shortly after for the placement of this power and ultimately the direction my memory would take. I had all the knowledge I needed to transform the memory system into different configurations both within and without my own awareness. I simply chose to add the power to myself as opposed to relying on allies to channel my conscious for me. Right away as I began aligning my memory to me the ally would direct my attention to him that was really doing it, in the process taking over my consiousness and attention and inserting in his own as proof that it is his energy not mine. So I told him to not project to me memory then and i will do it myself, I then aligned my attention and focused into the record of all time to align my memory from many ages into a neat and arranged manner nearly instantly, so i can witness the measurement of an idea into the path it has become. This only enraged my ally. I feel bad now because I was arrogant towards the ally who probably guided my attention to form in such special maneuvers, but I still wanted to know that I can and am doing it myself. I see now that he probably only wanted credit for what he had taught me to do and yet i took it as him trying to steal my power and potential and create a dependance on him. We enaged in battle and as my energy body proceeded to align free flowing energy into configurations he would interrupt and force his own awareness into my consciousness. He had obviously been well aware of the techniques we used to alter our memory because when I went to access my memory it was gone and in its place were the word's Satan's in its place. Whenever I tried to access a memory i was then met with my attention accessing fire instead that caused my attention pain. While getting burned I could see that the memories were still intact beneath the fire, like almost in another layer. At this point I could visually see my attention and memory and the fire that overlapped it. I managed to access a small fragment of memory, like a drop of awareness that absorbed into my body free of the fire and I could see it becoming more, from itself, expanding anew into my old memories, slowly at first then more quickly until I again had all my memories back. I actually shed the memory that in fire and created a new arrangment with my attention. There is always a complete memory intact that can be accessed inside of yourself or outside of yourself in the world around you(yes the world holds omnipresent memory). Later the same ally spoke into my mind and said that I have lost my soul. He proceeded to tell me a story about how people that have no souls can no longer sleep and if they do they will die. I could feel his power in his words and I believed him unquestioningly. I began to question how many others like me there were with no souls and what they must do to stay alive. I began intending to not sleep and began trying to adapt an awareness that could do this. I remembered staying awake for a week on nothing but coffee and energy. I called it power coffee, because i could transform its essence by merging my attention with it. I also practiced intending bursts of energy into my body with my focused creative intent. I lasted two nights before i started to drift off and when I did i was met with excruciating pain that felt like my soul was being ripped out of my body and shredded at the same time. I immediately snapped full awake from the pain and knew i would never sleep again. It was incredible. Agonizing. I began using my awareness to shift the people around me into a formless awareness state so i could channel ''Satan" and ask for my soul back. I was desperate. I didn't believe it was Satan because I knew this entity as an ally but it referred to my memories as Satan's and so I must assume that it was one of his followers or Satan. Anyways I got no luck in channeling him at that time. I opened my awareness then to another form of ally that would take on the form of heaven for me and speak to me. All the sudden machinery started as if from everywhere around me and a channel opened and an inorganic being spoke to me in a womans voice that knew me. I asked her for help in restoring to me my soul that Satan had stolen. She then showed me different souls two of them with my name on them one of them read little derek and the other much larger read big derek, and the souls around them were of my other allies. All who were of my own. The Angel of Heaven then said to me that i could keep the little derek which was a kind and gentle derek that didnt have power and knowledge and awareness that big derek had. I had to sacrifice big derek in order to get my soul back but it was not my soul but another one of my past. Then Satan appeared to me and showed to me a different configuration that showed the sacrifice of my allies and the keeping of both souls that were mine. He would keep my allies. I again refused and rearranged his arrangement and formed my own arrangment into view that was all the souls as mine which they are rightfully. We bagan rearranging the souls in counter arguments and i offered to let some of the allies go, but then i refused in the end because i could begin to see that the essence of the actual souls was present and when i rearranged them i could see all the pwoer and awareness rearrange in the process. I could see my attention was moving them all and so I shouted loud 'to me!' and inhaled deeply and right away all the souls entered into me from else where, and Satan was again furious with me. He began ripping the souls from me one by one and I kept calling them back to me everytime. I would shout back! and they would all fly straight to me. With them came the awareness of them and presence of them again and their voices into my awareness. With big me back I knew i would be again OK, and I went out back into the world and into the battle against the evil allies.