05-13-2016, 12:22 AM
I really should keep you up to date.. After my 2 year long journey in hell. Many things had happened. I still protected people from the demons, and all the fighting had made me strong. I grew very evil in my heart. Evil found a way into me. I never hurt good people but for awhile any excuse to curse someone and I would. Its not something i am proud of. The power in it was great, but it was an abuse of power. Two things I learned then. People are afraid of me cursing them. I am not evil, and have gotten the evil out of my heart for the most part. When I see someone, like the man who tried right in front of me to cast a teller on people to make many sick, I stand ready for my curses. Usually they back down and change their mind upon seeing me ready to fight. However when I see evil I still poise myself to hurt them, cut them down, and cast them out. Another thing I do is bless and connect with the people, the intended victims and make them immune. Powerful. Sadly the man was going to try and hurt many people. The man went to jail for a very long time. Why? Because I felt that the curse was right. I shifted to allo the decision of my curse to be by the spirit. I am no longer the same man who was fresh out of hell and fighting every day with iobs. everything has changed because of my intent. I no longer live my days filled with battle. I seek peace, even among my enemies. I believe evil can die, like it did with me. I was very blessed and lived as an angel for many years. I did not believe in evil. But then God told me indeed there was. For a long time I didnt fight against it. It just made me sad. But i found ways around it. Like cutting the power off. It wasnt long that the fighting started. God has sent me to hell like he asked of me. I was proud and strong I thought. Like I think of myself now. But really I was weak in many ways. Trusting and naive. I ignored things I should have paid mind too. Well fate led me to hell and many demons attacked me, attacked everyone. Possession, mind control and very dark and powerful torture devices. It was three years of fighting these spirits. But the fighting made me stronger. I had told God I would take the free path. Best of both worlds, heaven and hell. He had his plan for me. All along. I fought against Satan for three years. I was victorious. It was beyond brutal. The torture was horrendous. My body ravaged. I was so weak at the beginning, but so blessed too. I had Shekinah. The presence of God dwelling within me. You can see Him inside of people he dwells in. He is often hidden though, in a cloud. Three long grueling years, and at the end of it, I was possessed by great evil. Years of intending my never-ending battle to make me strong. I learned so much. At times God would take me into heaven, and all the demons were gone. My every dream would come true. He was my best friend. I would ask him for hundreds of things and he would give me all of them. The people could see me. They begged me for help. They wept and screamed in agony. I delivered my people right away, and i knew. But the battle against me would not be so easy. It pushed me beyond my limits. Most of the time i would not curse normal people. But there were times when i crossed that line. I knew, because i saw that evil was in my heart. I cast it out and waited for the day it would be gone. God asked me then if i still wanted the power to curse people. I said yes I did, but only the ones who deserve it, and with righteousness. I asked God to cut me if i made unjust curses and have them not manifest. That was when I started to see that some of my curses would not manifest. It was soon after that, about a month, that I began losing my anger. No longer would I go into my cursing position. At first I would enter it and curse, but then right away I would undo the curse and feel bad. Then I stopped entering it all together mostly. But yes, I still have them ready, and two times in the last two months I have used it. Once on the man who tried to make people sick, and another on a woman who was threatening to kill someone. The woman saw my curses and backed down. I relieved my curses on the woman and the man got hit.

