BRIEF PERSONAL EXPERIENCE
This lifetime is my 6th reincarnation and after I turned 12 years of age, I had my first encounter with EL Shaddai and in 2017, while deep in scripture, sometimes, fasting and praying, El Shaddai triggered the power of my inward self. I started studying scriptures through the lens of Paleo and Aramaic Hebrew and understood the right way to connect to the Supreme Elohim of the Kingdom of heaven.
I started midnight prayers and discovered that I was born in to a deeply occultic family. The spiritual attacks I got from my stepfather (blind and had a shrine in his room) from 2017 showed me that there was something deeper that needed to be uncovered. Though he died of multiple stroke attacks in march, 2023 in a hospital, before then, I experience deep scars from him. My biological mother told me that all my prayers will not work that they will use me for money rituals and on hearing this, I increased my zeal.
In the quiet sorrows of my early life, my stepfather stood like a stronghold, a blind man with deep ocultic roots, powerful in the spiritual realm according to his own level. He was a bully and a demonised human. Physically, you will pity him but at night, he changes.
At the time, I thought he was my biological father, but the truth later came: he was my uncle, and his younger brother, filled with anointing yet destroyed by misplaced worship, was the one who was my actual biological father.
Many saw him as harmless. But inwardly, El Shaddai revealed to me that he was deep in occultic manipulation. Behind the mask of blindness was a man plotting destruction, collaborating with my mother to render me useless, directing spiritual arrows against his younger brother so as to be the only one to control the family real estate properties. He didn't just attack him (he died in September, 2018); he warred against me too.
This man, my stepfather, appeared broken and helpless. He had been struck with blindness; a spiritual affliction masked as a medical condition when his own biological mother hit him with a stick on his forehead as a way to punish him for not doing chores. Despite lots of medical procedures, later on, he finally lost his sight.
There were moments I tried to expose him, moments I cried out in warning, but people only saw a blind man and questioned my sanity. The torment he engineered caused wounds deeper than the eye could see. Yet, through all of it, El Shaddai kept me locked in my body because I had learned how to walk out of my body and return to the Kingdom of Heaven prematurely.
I looked at Christianity and other religious systems and realized that faith is not the problem, Blind faith is.
The deeper I went, the better it was to perform out-of-body movements, investigating everything I had read. I was taken to domains of evil by El Shaddai to know and learn that this wasn’t an illusion or hallucination, it’s the other side of the unseen world of men.
There was one out-of-body movement I was taken on and I couldn’t return to my body until I called for help.