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Author Topic: Inorganic Parasites and the Quantum Blood of Jesus  (Read 1409 times)
Whirlwind
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« on: May 10, 2017, 17:50:40 »

I had been up and wide awake for hours this morning when I suddenly felt what I thought was something biting me on the top of my left hand, and looked down to see nothing there, though I felt an itching pain work its way up my arm from the "bite" area, seemingly headed for my heart (or, more exactly, my heart chakra). I pled the Blood of Jesus in the form of standing beneath the cross with my head bowed (not out of reverence, but because I physically could not bring myself to watch Him suffer); and I felt and saw the warm splash of His blood drip onto the exact spot where I'd been "bitten" by the unseen thing, and watched as a transparent, glowing, ghostly-looking "insect" ran out of that spot and out of sight! It was so real that I began frantically slapping the spot to try and kill anything that might yet be invisibly crawling out or around the spot, but nothing was there, including what had moments ago been the small swollen spot on my hand, which was now completely normal, including my arm. The thing that had exited looked like you might imagine the ghost of some sort of exotic insect might look, except that this did not look like any Earthly insect, and it felt evil, and I instinctively knew that it was a negative "critter"—sort of the equivalent of a demonic bug—and clairvoyantly knew that it had been sent by a more sentient negative entity to attack me on its behalf; it had burrowed into my flesh to cause that pain, and it ran like hell when the blood of Jesus hit him, and probably to his own demise. All of this (and like attacks)—and the cure for it—because I've categorically decided not to let the Matrix tell me who I am.
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