Written and published on 2 April 2021
Location: San Fernando Valley, California.
Image: “A Sea-Spell,” by Dante Gabriel Rossetti, between 1875 and 1877, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Dante_Gabriel_Rossetti_-_A_Sea-Spell.jpg … public domain …
DESCRIPTION: “William Michael Rossetti described the picture thus: ‘The idea is that of a Siren, or Sea-Fairy, whose lute summons a sea-bird to listen, and whose song will soon prove fatal to some fascinated mariner’.”
- ON BEING TOYED WITH THROUGH MIND CONTROL BY TWO BLACK MAGICKERS
This is one of several blogs relating psychic events that have happened to me since 1999 to the events described in Frank Peretti’s book …
Citation: “This Present Darkness,” by Frank E. Peretti, published by Crossway, 1300 Crescent Street, Wheaton, Illinois 60187, copyright 1986, 2003, ISBN-13: 978-1-58134-528-5, 376 pages … available on Amazon as “This Present Darkness Paperback – June 26, 2003” … https://www.amazon.com/This-Present-Darkness-Frank-Peretti/dp/1581345283/ref=sr_1_2?dchild=1&keywords=This+Current+Darkness&qid=1617367060&sr=8-2 ..
It is my hope that others may find support, solace, and ways to keep themselves safe by reading about this. Knowledge is power. If we know our enemy, then we can protect ourselves against him. But if we do not know our enemy, we have not a chance to do so, I feel.
ON BEING TOYED WITH THROUGH MIND CONTROL BY TWO BLACK MAGICKERS
In Chapter 35, pages 313-315 of Frank Peretti’s book there is a description of a ‘Universal Consciousness Society’ founded by Alexander M. Kaseph, who rules his members like a terrorist or dictator. If they disagree with him, he has them murdered. The manner of murder is suicide induced by a demon assigned to the person.
The book described a young woman named Pat (Bernice the reporter’s sister) who had gone against Kaseph. She was attending a psychology class and then got involved in a psychic experiment.
The book describes how Pat contacted a disembodied human named Thomas during the psychic experiments. This story reminds me a little of the other story in the book, about Sandy Hogan contacting a beautiful blond young woman who turned out to be hideous demon.
The book hypothesizes that people might meet ‘angels’ during meditation who are not what they seem to be. Likewise they might contact supposed extraterrestrials, or humans purporting to be highly evolved, or beloved family who have passed on, but in each case they might be delusions or false visions thrown into the mind by members of the Demon Realm.
Then the book describes how Sandy’s astral companion Thomas, who spoke with her telepathically all the time, and told her what to do, and purported to be her lover and her friend, was really a demon intent on harming her.
In fact, it seems this demon was summoned by Alexander Kaseph because of his displeasure at Pat’s resistance to him. The demon cunningly filled Pat’s heart with despair, and then induced her to commit suicide so that she could be with him forever. What an awful story!
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For both men and women, hypnotic suggestions are implanted by the Demon Realm while the human is meditating at locations rife with demons, or while he or she is sleeping, or while he or she is concentrating on mental work, or vegging out, watching television, for instance.
The work of mind control and mental suggestion is undertaken by Demons themselves, but for assistance in the physical realm they will recruit the services of Spiritual Adepts (see my blog category by this name), Black Magickers, Sorcerers, or Black Magic Witches. These people are duped into working for Demons in devious ways, not the least of which is insinuation that they are enlightened or advanced human beings with great psychic abilities. Yet in fact it is the Demons that have these abilities, as well as prime skills in the art of deceiving the gullible human mind and making use of any entry point to enslave the mind and ransack the body of its vital energy. I am sure you all know that, though.
In my case I recall getting an email ‘out of the blue’ for a free night’s guest lodging on the grounds of the headquarters of the Fallen Angel of Los Angeles’ fiefdom. That email I felt to be a lure to spend the night on the grounds, with intent of mesmerizing me while I slept, and possibly under the influence of a hypnotic-inducement drug introduced to me unawares through food or water offered on the grounds. Luckily I was ‘onto them’, and ignored the lure.
Then again, I recall a similar lure, an email sent ‘out of the blue’ inviting me to hear a concert by the black magic witch’s warlock consort described in a prior blog as a person with a seductively musical voice. Enticingly, the email stated that the man had just gotten a divorce from his wife. The tone of the letter was cold and haughty; I thought it might have been written by the wife, with intent to do me psychic harm. I have no doubt but what the black magic witch would have been sitting next to this man, casting spells during the performance, had I been unwise enough to attend the event.
Image: “Power of Music,” by Louis Gallait, circa 1854, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Louis_Gallait_-_Power_of_Music_-_Walters_37134.jpg … public domain …
DESCRIPTION: “A letter written by the artist to William Walters dated July 20, 1860 illuminates the subject of this painting. It shows a brother and sister resting before an old tomb. The brother is attempting to comfort his sibling by playing the violin, and she has fallen into a deep sleep, “oblivious of all grief, mental and physical.” …
COMMENT: I take this painting in a way different from the intention of the painter. To me, it seems it might also be interpreted to mean that sweetly played music, in the hands of a person with sinister intent, might lure a susceptible woman into a trance state in which she might be murdered or induced to commit suicide.
In the week before the event, on the psychic plane I heard the warlock murmur to himself over and over again: I will not kill her; I will let [name of his witch consort] do that instead. [Name of his witch consort] will do it gently. Each time that happened, I had a vision of myself, sitting in a gathering amongst a crowded audience. As I listened to the musical performance, a woman sidled up from behind me and jabbed a needle in my the outside edge of my upper left arm. From that I gathered the intent of the invitation might be murder, either psychic murder or physical murder after, through subterfuge, administering a hypnotic or fatal drug …
I noticed right away, on receiving the invitation, that the concert was being held almost ‘in my back yard’, only a few blocks from the house I have lived in since my mother’s death in 2009. That was a ‘heads up’ for me. How could that be?, I wondered? I took a look, and found a meditation center for the group in question had been established nearby.
This was not the first time this happened, I recalled. It happened in Durango, when I spent a couple of summers there after my mom passed on. It seemed all of a sudden that a meditation center for the group was established there. Then when I later thought to visit Mount Shasta, California, I found online references to a meditation center just then, apparently, set up there. And now here was another meditation center, only a few blocks from my home in the San Fernando Valley. And how odd that the male cohort of the black magic witch was giving a concert there. Pretty spooky, I felt. Too spooky, in fact.
Suddenly connecting the dots, I remembered receiving another email ‘out of the blue’ … that time while I was on an airplane back to Santa Monica, California, after my mother’s death. It was an invitation to a concert by the warlock consort of the black magic witch, to be given the night I arrived back in Los Angeles. Go figure! It was not as if I were on their mailing list.
At the time, in deep grief because of my mother’s death, I thought it was a gift from heaven, and attended. Just after that night, I was the subject of intense psychic attack, which left me paralyzed with fear for three days. This was the first time, in the seven years since I had begun overseeing my mother’s care in Maryland, that I had undergone such a psychic attack. Apparently whatever it was that was attacking me on the astral plane could not get to Maryland. But it was intensely present in Los Angeles.
At the time, I just could not figure it out. I thought it might be to do with my next-door neighbors, or with the apartment building in which I lived. I determined to move to the San Fernando Valley, which is quite a ways from Santa Monica because of the clogged freeways and the commute time. At considerable expense, I moved to what I hoped would be a geographic area free of the noxious influence of black magic.
It was not till I got the second email, five years later. that I realized I was being toyed with and lured by the Dark to these performances, and that I must, at all costs, avoid them. Then I recalled how, at the concert just after my mother’s death, the black magic witch’s eyes had taken on a cunning, calculating look, as if to say: She is weakened in spirit by her mother’s death. Now, NOW is the time to attack! We will make an end of her!
Then I remembered the psychic apparition of this witch and her warlock consort, dripping with cloyed solicitude, standing over my grieving form in my new home in the San Fernando Valley several years prior.
The astral form of the man looked at the astral form of the black magic witch and said: It’s time.
The black magic witch said to me: It’s time for you to die. Don’t you feel it? We can help you …
Then I felt a wave of dark despair sweep over me … demon-driven, as I feel it in the Light of my current understanding.
Then I called out to my guardian angels, and they stood before me. Light poured down from Heaven, and the astral forms of the two black magicians, members of that Neo-Hindu Death Cult in West Los Angeles, were gone like wisps of smoke, off and away into the astral airs.
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In mid-March 2021 I spotted the black magic witch at a gas station in Woodland Hills, California. That was the first time I had seen her on the physical plane in 12 years. She looked good, for a’ the years. I recalled, in all those years we had never had a conversation face to face.
I could see she did not recognize me, but in her mind she heard my voice: [Her name], is that you?
Then I heard her speak to herself on the astral plane: This is not the type of person I am after. Not at all. It must be a mistake.
What fools we three were, for more than 20 years. Dupes of the Dark, dupes of the Demon Horde we were.
Was it the tall, aesthetically perfect, Nephilim couple perhaps 40 years of age whom I saw regally make its way up the stairs to their higher grounds one day in the early 2000s? They seemed so sure they owned the world, and all the meagre-minded earthlings in it. So sure they were of their ability to control our world through the meta-karmic programs of their eighth chakras.
Did they place upon us, upon my boyfriend of those times, upon our families and our friends, a hex so deep that none could untie the knot till now? That day in mid-March was the day when the knot unfurled, and all of us were set free.
I can hear my neighbors talking across the street these days. I can speak with certainty. My thoughts seldom entwine with those of the black magic witch and her warlock cohort. I take care to stay away from sweet music and sweet voices. With luck on my side, I slip by the Dark unseen.
I talk to my guardian angels every day, and ask them to bless me. It is they who offer Light, and love, and joy, in a world of woe, where witches and warlocks consort, and demons rule the day, and Fallen Angels rule the cities of Earth as their foul fiefdoms.
I ask my angels: When will it be, that this world ascends, and all the woe is ended?
My angels say: People of Earth, the hour is nigh, the time is Now. Your destiny awaits you! Arise! Awake! Run with the tide. Run to the sea. Just now, a new day is dawning.
In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars
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