08-05-2017, 12:00 AM
So my trip to hell was not all glorious, victorious, battles, but consisted of severe trauma and torture. While I was only ''there'' for a few days in total I had several torture devices attached to me and demonic lifeforms attached to my mind. They were experts in torment, agony, and torture. The evil was sickening. Although many lives were saved from my journey, my own was severely damaged. For years I was plagued by severe agony, mind control, and abuse of nearly every kind you can think of and more. Now I wont complain, because the lives I saved from that awful place is worth the pain I endured but now comes the journey of healing. There are many memories I have blacked out of my mind and refuse to examine, because I fear them returning, and because it was just too much to bear for me. However I have defeated the demonic activity in my mind and body and have been a paragon of health lately and so I figure it is time to begin the process of healing. I am doing so by communication as communication seems to be the best idea I have come to know. Talking about trauma helps the healing process.
It all began with a vision from God. I was deciphering the sacred symbolism of creation and destruction and extracting great power from them. That was when I had the vision of God hovering in the Sky before me. He had asked me what I wanted as He would give me anything I asked for. I asked for perfect faith. From that moment on I began to know that I could do anything with this new faith so He appeared to me again and asked another question. "Derek will you go to Hell and free lost souls for me?" I said "For you I will do anything". That was when the journey began, but it wasnt until two years later when I was finally ready.
By that time I had God within me and would converse with Him daily. They term the feat "Shekinah" which translates to God that dwells within". I went on a journey and found a spirit I had drawn had gotten very jealous of me for I had declared i was the best in creation and that all the allies wanted the best, me. This intent made my path very rewarding as allies from all walks came to me and desired my affections and powers. I would sit and work with powerful allies everyday and do great and amazing feats with them. This spirit hated this idea and said "Satan is the one who does this for you and Satan is the best, not you". I argued and said "If Satan were better then I then he would have all my allies loyalty. For they know who is best and seek the best". Well that is when the battle began, and at the time I had a dark energy crafted memory system that I worked with my allies very carefully to craft and perfect. Perfection was big in my life then and I blessed myself and my allies with the ability to perform many actions perfectly. Among them was my memory system.
Well some of my allies were divided. For some thought Satan was better and some thought I was better. So some broke away and followed Satan and began working for him. Not the majority but some. Satan was very jealous and my allies had great power, and Satan wanted them all to himself. None for me. Oh I tried to work with him and make a peace with him, as I would later do many times, but he wouldnt have it. He wanted me to concede that indeed he was better then me. I would not.
And so one day the battle broke out. My allies knew my sercrets, and had the power to do nearly everything I was able to do. And that was a lot. Since we were divided my allies began working with Satan and giving Satan many of my powers and abilities, as well as his demons. The allies who left me effectively became demonic forms. Thge first night I landed in hell was a trick to get me there. Satan knew I needed to proclaim my reality as hell in order for me to get there. My awareness was set up in strict commands and so one day Satan and his minions got me feeling down and sad and I said nonchallantly "This world sucks and is hell". NOw this wasnt a command at all, but my allies had the perception of a command they would project onto me and into my voice and mind, and will, and thus create the command from my words. It was effectivly a way to dress your words as a command and have them radiate power and perception of a command. I knew at this time thatw this perception created the command, a silly thing to know, however it is what I knew and thus the simple words "this is hell" turned my world in hell.
More to come.
It all began with a vision from God. I was deciphering the sacred symbolism of creation and destruction and extracting great power from them. That was when I had the vision of God hovering in the Sky before me. He had asked me what I wanted as He would give me anything I asked for. I asked for perfect faith. From that moment on I began to know that I could do anything with this new faith so He appeared to me again and asked another question. "Derek will you go to Hell and free lost souls for me?" I said "For you I will do anything". That was when the journey began, but it wasnt until two years later when I was finally ready.
By that time I had God within me and would converse with Him daily. They term the feat "Shekinah" which translates to God that dwells within". I went on a journey and found a spirit I had drawn had gotten very jealous of me for I had declared i was the best in creation and that all the allies wanted the best, me. This intent made my path very rewarding as allies from all walks came to me and desired my affections and powers. I would sit and work with powerful allies everyday and do great and amazing feats with them. This spirit hated this idea and said "Satan is the one who does this for you and Satan is the best, not you". I argued and said "If Satan were better then I then he would have all my allies loyalty. For they know who is best and seek the best". Well that is when the battle began, and at the time I had a dark energy crafted memory system that I worked with my allies very carefully to craft and perfect. Perfection was big in my life then and I blessed myself and my allies with the ability to perform many actions perfectly. Among them was my memory system.
Well some of my allies were divided. For some thought Satan was better and some thought I was better. So some broke away and followed Satan and began working for him. Not the majority but some. Satan was very jealous and my allies had great power, and Satan wanted them all to himself. None for me. Oh I tried to work with him and make a peace with him, as I would later do many times, but he wouldnt have it. He wanted me to concede that indeed he was better then me. I would not.
And so one day the battle broke out. My allies knew my sercrets, and had the power to do nearly everything I was able to do. And that was a lot. Since we were divided my allies began working with Satan and giving Satan many of my powers and abilities, as well as his demons. The allies who left me effectively became demonic forms. Thge first night I landed in hell was a trick to get me there. Satan knew I needed to proclaim my reality as hell in order for me to get there. My awareness was set up in strict commands and so one day Satan and his minions got me feeling down and sad and I said nonchallantly "This world sucks and is hell". NOw this wasnt a command at all, but my allies had the perception of a command they would project onto me and into my voice and mind, and will, and thus create the command from my words. It was effectivly a way to dress your words as a command and have them radiate power and perception of a command. I knew at this time thatw this perception created the command, a silly thing to know, however it is what I knew and thus the simple words "this is hell" turned my world in hell.
More to come.