Monday, January 9, 2012

Witch Wars

As a religiously open-minded person, I have for a time corresponded with all manner of people interested in the occult.  I drew back in '09, after discovering that one small group of people have managed to make a business out of bullying other people. 

I don't want to go into it. 

I was taught never to profit from the craft.  Don't profit anything with a metaphysical basis such reiki, spell casting, psychic visions, and even hypnosis.  As I grew up and studied psychology, I realized there was more science to hypnosis than voodoo, so I chose to incorporate that in my professional life. 

Nothing else. 

Now, witch wars are nothing new.  They happen in any church.  We get the bullies, the gossip, the backbiting.  I've tried to hunt down a couple of friends only to find slanderous blogs about them on Google.  It's sick. 

Only with witch wars, you get creepy objects sent in greeting cards and all manner of strange goings on (e.g. radios going off in the middle of the night, light bulbs blowing out, dead spots on the lawn, people claiming that they see ghosts in your back yard and so on). 

In '09, I was warned on Twitter that I pissed off someone who considered herself a powerful witch and she and her merry band of coven mates were going to curse me.  My life sucks as much as it did in '09 - so....I don't know how successful they were. 

Witch wars are annoying when one gets caught in the middle of them. 

It appears one may be brewing.  Not with women but with men. 

Oh, dear... nothing is worse than men in a tiff.

I've had a couple of friends have similar dreams in last week.  One of my friends was being attacked by a man no-one knows.  Both people related the same dream to me.  I had the same dream last night and saw the man's eyes.  I'm not sure who he is.

Crazy as it sounds, it is fairly easy to summon a human being to you, even if you do not know his name.  I've done that before when I've had scary visions and wanted to issue a warning. 

The latest dreams involve two morons playing with black magic.  In my dream, they play to the point where they both lose everything and end up homeless.  Because these men are close to me, I lose everything, too.  When I find out what is happening, I go into a rage and beat the holy crap out of them both for failing to talk to me. 

Don't mess with that black magic.  I have used it on occasion to fight black magic when it pertains to crime and the possibility of people getting hurt.  I have been successful, but the consequences have been quite hard to take. 

One example of this is to conduct a spell to heal a child of cancer; the child lives but his parent dies of cancer three months later.   

I have heard of a man doing a spell to fix a crooked nose but having part of it removed years later due to cancer. 

It always comes back in unexpected ways. 

I don't want to go into it any further.  Don't do it. 

Prayers are just as effective.   

I don't know what to say about the issue.  These men are fighting over something stupid and just in case it is a friend or family member of mine.  I'll address it here. 

Let me put it this way. 

If someone has something that you want, something that you know belongs to you deep within your heart, something that you know wasn't meant for him but for you....

pray that the man finds what was meant for him, pray that the object goes where it must go, and pray that you get what was meant for you. 

Don't try to destroy the other person to get what you want.  Don't gossip, lie, sabotage, annoy, harass, send demons after, or put bags of graveyard dust infused doggie poop on the porch of the other person.  If you ruin the other person, you're going to put road blocks in the way of your outcome and kill your karma. 

If the issue involves a human third party, you can always try talking in an honest fashion and saying what you want point blank. 

I'll give it six days before I take care of the issue. 

If you see this - say what you need to say before then. 


Love ya,

S.

Weird post, eh? 

Fiction or not? 

Well....you tell me.

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