Living in a unit in an old century home with no air to breathe, or personal space has me feeling like an olds mobile in a dirty, dusty parking garage. Whenever the wizards come to terrify me, I blow my horn to counteract and react. The most disturbing and disgusting findings is knowing that the home consists of about ten to fifteen tenants and everyone dabbles in darkness.
Speaking of the truth and nothing but the truth, they have all fought against me with one voice simply because I am a Christian. They have been secretly been fighting to throw me outside as a home wrecker, they wanted to make a homeless out of me. But God was watching, and as they piled up eviction notices upon eviction notices upon me, my God became angry. They took me to court and brought a lawyer and three others against me plus false witnesses that sent letters about me, this is how much they wanted me powerless.
One of the things that the evil doers miscalculated and underestimated was that they were dealing with JESUS Himself. For when the Holy Spirit possess my body, I do not have words to describe Him, only the bold confessions that I make saying, I serve a Mighty and a Great God.
Many years, life’s teachings and practices were built on advertisements projected, displayed as to what portrays as ideal societal expectations. One of the foundations upon which this site was built was good illustrations of achievements, to give demonstrations of the power of education and to show that I have the goods to sell my soul and my body for a diploma, degree or master’s for I cannot remember. The reason why I cannot remember is because there was a war going on in the physical planet with physical human beings using the solar system and dark spiritual entities to nail me down in the deep dark crevices of Hades.
When Jesus sent angels to help me fight the battle, I was already severely wounded with terrible head trauma. When the angel said to me in the spirit realm, “God will take care of it Alexandra!”, I believe it was then that the greatest battle with the government administrators seized. It was not the battle that seized, but I had suddenly hand over my weapons to the heavenly soldiers that came and fought for me. It was with that affectionate assuredness that every perception and aspects of my life changed. Instead of fighting for funding to continue with the educational journey I’d embarked on, a new battle ensued in another area of my life right in the midst of prayer intercession.
God had diverted the enemies and I had completely and altogether left the university. The change of event appeared to be a relief from the coarse of darkness. However, the change of atmosphere only meant that the war had changed direction. It was rather similar to a storm changing direction, where it either gain or looses its strength. As for this storm, it had gained power. Fighting people form the dark spiritual realm is not any different to cyber bullying or assassinators. A personal encounter with darkness is not dealing with a pretty thing. Some of them are pretty in deed, ” a bouquet of flower without any scent”. Writing this piece, I will try not to give away information that has been previously written.
What I can certainly say is this, dealing with witchcraft is dealing with deaths. And it is not dealing with a death, but we are dealing with multitudes, blood shed, blood shed, bloodshed. This experience herewith is brutal, scary, monstrous, but the end result is life to core. I have gained rank in JESUS’ army alright. It has not been an easy trip, and everyday the enemy put more nails on the rocky mountain.
JESUS NEVER LEAVE NOR FORSAKE US. Until then, cheers brother and sisters in Christ.