Not every doorway is automatic for every person, but it is definitely food for thought on how sneaky the enemy can be.
And a young girl with an insatiable hunger for the printed word, eagerly devouring those facts and reaching for more.
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I was also told that my family was. I was not given any food or water during that time. The following evening I was taken from the room by two guards into another room where I was met by two women from the Sisters of Light.
They helped me to bathe, then placed a satiny white robe over my nude body. My feet were left bare. The robe reached the floor and was tied at the waist with a white cord. It had a cowl-like hood and long loose sleeves. It did not have ornamentation of any kind. The women told me that I should not fight any more, that I could not avoid my destiny.
They told me what wonderful blessings I would receive by giving myself to my father Satan. I was transported to the meeting in a closed van so that I could not see where we were going.
This meeting was not held at the Satanic church on the camp grounds. I caught only a glimpse of the outside of the building as I was hurried inside. It had no windows and was back in a woods. It looked like it was some sort of storage building on a farm, though isolated, and there was some straw on the wooden floor inside. The building was dimly lit by many large flickering candles around the walls. The candles were in groups of three, a black, red and white candle in each group.
There were to people present, seated on plain wooden benches facing the fr ont of the room. At the front was a wooden platform with torches burning around the edge on about 5 foot tall poles.
There was a rough-hewn stone altar down in front in the middle of the platform which looked like it was sitting on saw horses. I was to learn later that this was indeed the case to provide easy movability.
The stone was gray with many brownish stains these stains were from the blood of the many sacrifices performed on that altar, both animal and human. In spite of my exhaustion and fear I felt a stirring of excitement as I felt the tremendous invisible power within that room and a responding stirring of the power within me. Incense was burning, filling the room with its odor.
I think it had some sort of drug in it because it quickly made me quite dizzy. The room was absolutely silent as the robed and hooded figures looked expectantly at the empty stage. At some unseen signal many small handheld bells started ringing as the.
The high priest and high priestess wore identical robes. The robes were both of a black satin material, the same style as my own, trimmed with red around the hood, down the front edges and around the edges of the long full sleeves. Each was tied at the waist with a golden cord. Their feet were also bare as were everyone elses. Each carried a scepter about 3 feet long.
The high priestess was gold. At the top was an inverted cross with a serpent curling around the handle and up onto the cross. The high priests scepter was of the same design but made of silver. The scepters were carried reverently in the crook of their arms. Their presence was commanding and I became aware really for the first time of the tremendous power they had, and I envied them. There were many heavily armed guards at that meeting both inside and outside of the building.
This was my first attendance of a real cult meeting. All the rest had been games and play and show. After the opening remarks I was taken forward to the front of the altar by the two guards. I and the others were introduced to. The high priest first centered his attention on me. He said, Brothers and Sisters of Satan, we bring you this child, this one called Sister Courage that was my new name.
We bring her to you for she has asked to become one of us, and now unto our lord and god our master, the master of the universe, and also the destroyer, Satan, we say: this child, Sister Courage, we give unto you to do your bidding to be what you want her to be. We have promised her as you have given us the word to promise, your blessings. I was then given a knife to cut my finger with, but I refused to do so.
Instantly one of the guards brought a whip down hard on my back causing me to writhe in agony, but I was determined not to bow to them. With a flick of her hand the high priestess signaled the guard to stop beating me.
She spoke in a voice dripping with destain and said that there were much more effective ways of showing me my error. I watched in amazement as she and the high priest took up positions on opposite sides of a large pentagram five pointed star drawn on the floor in the middle of the stage. With merely a wave of her hand the high priestess lit all the candles at once without touching any of them.
Then she started an incantation, the high priest joining in with the chant. The audience also chanted at certain points when directed to do so by the ringing of the little bells. Suddenly the pentagram was engulfed in a whoosh of smoke and blinding light.
The room was instantly filled with a foul odor as of burning sulfur. A huge demon appeared in a physical manifestation in the center of the circle, flames surrounding him. He was huge, about 8 feet tall. He glowered menacingly at me, weaving back and forth. The high priestess Grace turned to me and told me that if I did not obey and sign the contract that I would be given to that demon to torture until he finally killed me.
That was enough for me! Never had I felt such fear, but at the same time I lusted after the power displayed by Grace the high priestess. I was determined to become as powerful as she so that I could get revenge on those people for all that had been done to me. When I signaled my willingness to sign the. The black robe was made of a cotton material and was of the same design as the white one. The black was a sign that I was no longer a novice. I took the knife offered me and cut my finger deeply.
Then I dipped a quill pen in my own blood and signed the contract with my name stating that I was giving myself body, soul and spirit to Satan. Immediately after signing the contract, I was engulfed in an electronic charge of energy which surged from the top of my head down to my toes. It was so strong that I was knocked to the floor. As I lay on the floor trying to recover I realized that Grace was doing another incantation.
I struggled to my feet to find that she had called up another demon. This one came down to where I stood and told me that he was going to live in me. He reached out and roughly grabbed me by the shoulders before I had time to say anything.
Immediately I felt agonizing, searing heat go through my body and smelled sulfur strongly again. In the midst of the agony I passed out and knew nothing more until I was roughly loaded into the van for the return trip to the camp. By that time I was so. I stayed at the camp for a week afterwards so that the most noticeable of my cuts and bruises could heal.
When I went home I thought and felt that I was now one of the most powerful people on earth. I knew that I had power that was me. How wrong I was! I thought that nothing and no one could destroy. About one month after I had signed the contract with Satan I had my first meeting with the local high priestess. The coven in my home town was fairly large, about a thousand people. The high priestess contacted me and told me that she wanted to see me in her home.
I was very surprised to be called by such a high authority. Very few girls are ever called to see the high priestess unless they are to be punished, or if she has something specific for them to do. Her home was elaborate and very beautiful and she ruled with an iron hand. She told me, You have been specially selected by Satan to be trained for his work and to become a high priestess if you can qualify.
Within the satanist cult this is a great honor. You must be highly ranked to be accepted for that type of training. The high priestess was an elderly lady. She had been a high priestess for many many years. She was very pretty even though she was old. Her personality was one of friendliness and yet there was something very cold about her. She knew that I was to replace her.
A high priestess is always destroyed when she is replaced by another witch. She is commanded by Satan or one of his high demons to train another witch to take her place. She has no choice but to obey the command. I thought it strange that she should ask me to be trained for such a position as I was so young and a new member.
What I didnt know at the time was that the demons that I already had were far stronger than hers and that Satan had commanded her to teach me exactly what they were, how to use them, and how, in the end, to destroy her. In my heart of hearts, I was not, and never would be, one for destruction.
I enjoyed living and I did not want to hurt this lady, but I knew that if I did not, she would kill me. I received intensive training in several areas for the next 20 months.
I met with the high. We met often, at least weekly. The contents of my training by the high priestess consisted mainly of incantations. I learned how to conjure up spirits to do my bidding. She taught me how to project and use that strange power that I had felt within me for so long. She taught me that those powers came from demons dwelling within me. She also taught me protocol and how to conduct cult meetings as a high priestess.
The Sisters of Light also participated in my training. They were the principal ones responsible for training me to increase in power as rapidly as I did. Through their training I learned many secrets that most other high priestesses never know. They asked me to join their society but I refused. Secretly I always thought they were very strange.
Arrangements were made for training in the martial arts as well. I already knew some Karate and Judo, but knew nothing about Kung-Fu. I was given into the hands of a middle-aged Chinese man who was a master of all three. He was a well known lawyer in. He was kind to me, but a very tough task-master. I learned much from him. He trained many cult people from the whole surrounding area. He thought that I had much potential and wanted me to participate in public competition. I never did and never wanted to.
Learning the martial arts was a rigorous and very tormentive type of training. I asked special demons to come into me to give me the abilities I needed. The mind and the body must be trained to move as one. I became expert also in the use of knives, num-chucks, swords, guns, bow and arrows, stars and many types of oriental weapons that are not well known in this countiy. Not only do high ranking members of the cult receive such training, but a number of the lower ranking members also receive it so that they can serve as guards, assassins, etc.
I was taught much about Satan, almost all of it lies. I was taught about his power, about his love for me. How I had been rejected by God. How Satan loved me and wanted me as his own and about how I had been chosen among. The Sisters of Light also told me much about the opportunity to become a regional Bride of Satan. There are only 5 to 10 regional Brides of Satan in the U. It is a position of great honor and power. The Sisters of Light told me they were sure I had the ability to attain this high position.
They constantly talked about all the benefits I would gain if I reached it. I became determined to gain that position. The first demon that I actually saw, manifested to me in a physical form during that first ceremony when I signed the contract. The next demon I actually saw, was the first conjuredup demon of my own. As I performed the appropriate incantation he appeared in a cloud of smoke which smelled strongly of sulfur. The whole episode was a very elaborate, very staged type of thing, but he was very real.
Again, he was in a physical form. He was huge, about eight feet tall. He had a body much like a man, yet different. He was all black. We have since come to know this class of demons as Black Warriors. He had fiery red eyes, huge hands, and his armor was. It was made up of thick, black, hard scales, something like a tortoises shell. Each scale was about six inches square.
I knew that this was a powerful demon and I had called him up just to see if I could do it. As he stood silently staring at me, I told him that I was the chosen one. His response was, I know who you are, and I know that I am sent here to guard you and that nothing will ever harm you as long as Im here, and as long as you serve the almighty Satan, our lord and our god.
His name was Ri-Chan. He fought many battles both for me, and, when I was disobedient to Satan, against me. I saw and conversed with many demons after that. The next major demon I summoned w ras Mann-Chan. This was during one of my training sessions with the high priestess in her home.
She told me that I w r as at a point in my training where I must learn and do a very special incantation. She did not tell me the. I knew this day was an important one because of the special preparations made. First, I drew on the floor with chalk a very large pentagram, then drew a circle around it. The inside purpose the of the circle you around gave the him pentagram is to keep the demon summoned circle unless permission to move out of it.
The circle is supposed to protect the witch from the demon who comes. In reality, of course, the demons do pretty much whatever they want so I quickly learned to be very careful not to summon a demon that was stronger than the demons I had protecting me. Carefully, I placed a black candle in each corner of the pentagram, then a much larger black candle in the center. All six were lit. A table with a hot plate on it was set up close to the side of the pentagram.
The contents of a kettle had been prepared earlier by the high priest. It was filled with desecrated holy water, that is, holy water from a Catholic church which the high priest then urinated into. He had also taken a dog and killed it and drained its blood into a special jar which he had given to me to take to the high priestess house.
She then gave me some powders and herbs. The water. I asked no questions, but obeyed the high priestess instructions to the letter. I sat on the floor, staring into the black candle in the center of the pentagram, murmuring: Oh great Satan, the power and builder and creator of the universe, I beg thee, give me a demon to be the guide and light of my life to give me all wisdom and knowledge. My beloved, Oh master, grant to me my wish! At that point the high priestess spoke the name Mann-Chan to me.
I then said, Mann-Chan come, you are welcome into my body, I bid thee arise from your hiding place. I took the powders and herbs and blood and cast them into the boiling kettle. The steam rose and immediately the room was filled with a very foul odor. I then dipped a desecrated golden goblet into the kettle, filling it.
I set the goblet carefully down on the table and waited expectantly. Within about five minutes the liquid in the goblet had completely turned to powder. Then I took the goblet and threw the powder from it into the flame of the large candle in the center of the pentagram. Immediately there was a woosh and a huge. The candle disappeared in blinding white light. As the light died down over the next few seconds, I could see the figure of what appeared to be an incredibly handsome young man.
He had coal black hair and piercing black eyes that radiated intelligence. I hurried to my knees beside the pentagram. With a rag, I wiped away the chalk to form a clear pathway through the pentagram.
The young man, who was actually the demon Mann-Chan in a physical form, stepped through to the outside of the pentagram on the pathway that I had made. He spoke to me in perfect English in a gentle manner and with what seemed to be great love. He told me that I was to be inhabited by him and he promised that no harm would come to me. He told me that he would give me all wisdom and knowledge, he would be my teacher and guide. He called himself my redeemer. I agreed, very much awed by his beautiful countenance.
He then walked straight into me. But, in the instant before he entered, he changed from the human form to the demon he really was. He was naked, his face had changed from beauty to hideous cruelty. The beautiful coal black locks of hair had become dull brown. His eyes were incredibly dark and evil, his mouth open to show long sharp dirty yellow fangs.
He had very long arms, his hands had stubby fingers tipped with long sharply pointed nails. He uttered a horrible hideous loud laugh of triumph as he stepped directly into my body. I screamed out. First at the sight of him, then at the pain of his entrance.
Searing, agonizing pain, such as I had never before experienced. I felt as if my body was on fire. I felt as if I was going to die and at that particular moment I wished with all my heart that I could do so.
RiChan stepped forward on hearing my cry, thinking that perhaps I was being attacked from without. But Mann-Chan spoke to him and told him that it was he and not to worry. As the pain died down, Mann-Chan told me that that was a small demonstration of what I would get if ever I disobeyed him and also to let me know that he was there to stay, that nothing, and no one could ever make him leave! From that point on Mann-Chan was the main demon in my life. He communicated with me by putting thoughts directly into my mind.
I communicated with him either by speaking. I did not fully realize it then, but Mann-Chan could not actually read my mind. He controlled me and kept all my doorways open to Satan and the other demons so that they could come and go as they chose, and also as I willed.
My life became centered around him. I gave all of my time and effort trying to gain control of him, but he had more control of me than I did of him.
Often he knocked me unconscious and completely controlled my body, using it as he pleased, frequently speaking through my mouth. He controlled when I ate and slept, how well I did my work, how well I got along with people my very life itself.
I learned through him how to use demons, how to use them in spiritual warfare. How to use them to strengthen my own spirit body, how to use them in ceremonies, against- other people, other witches, churches and even ministers of the gospel of Jesus Christ. He gave me the ability to speak many languages and to walk and talk with great authority and power. But Mann-Chan was not the light that he promised or the thing of love and beaut as I had first seen him.
He was something evil. Life was a continuous nightmare from that point on. I was living a double existence. That is, I was a member of the satanic cult and also simultaneously a member of a very large Christian church where I taught and sang and participated in all sorts of activities. I was torn constantly, never free for a moment, completely trapped. I then began to have many battles with many witches.
Battling is done in several ways. The most common is for the stronger witch to call the demons out of the weaker witch into herself, thus making her even stronger and often resulting in the destruction of the weaker because she no longer has the power to defend herself. Demons have no loyalties. They will always go to the stronger person. Satans entire kingdom runs on the principle of competition; just the opposite of Gods kingdom where everyone serves each other.
Battling is rarely if ever done on a physical plane, although witches do often use demons to destroy the physical body of a weaker witch. There was one witch in particular who. Her name is Sarah. I tried to explain to her that if she did not leave me alone I would have to destroy her. She did not believe me and finally we entered into full battle.
What I saw was absolutely horrifying. I saw her grow weaker and weaker as I called demon after demon out of her and into myself. At first her demons fought back and I felt my own body being lifted up, thrown against walls, my throat being strangled without the sight of a physical hand. But what she saw was MannChan and Ri-Chan and many other demons coming against her. They were tearing her body apart. She finally realized that I was truly the chosen one, that I was to be the high priestess and that she had lost the battle.
She withdrew in time to live and I thank God for that. She ended up in the hospital for quite some time as a result of the injuries she sustained in the battle. After the opening remarks I was taken forward to the front of the altar by the two guards. I and the others were introduced to.
The high priest first centered his attention on me. He said, Brothers and Sisters of Satan, we bring you this child, this one called Sister Courage that was my new name. We bring her to you for she has asked to become one of us, and now unto our lord and god our master, the master of the universe, and also the destroyer, Satan, we say: this child, Sister Courage, we give unto you to do your bidding to be what you want her to be. We have promised her as you have given us the word to promise, your blessings.
I was then given a knife to cut my finger with, but I refused to do so. Instantly one of the guards brought a whip down hard on my back causing me to writhe in agony, but I was determined not to bow to them. With a flick of her hand the high priestess signaled the guard to stop beating me. She spoke in a voice dripping with destain and said that there were much more effective ways of showing me my error.
I watched in amazement as she and the high priest took up positions on opposite sides of a large pentagram five pointed star drawn on the floor in the middle of the stage. With merely a wave of her hand the high priestess lit all the candles at once without touching any of them. Then she started an incantation, the high priest joining in with the chant.
The audience also chanted at certain points when directed to do so by the ringing of the little bells.
Suddenly the pentagram was engulfed in a whoosh of smoke and blinding light. The room was instantly filled with a foul odor as of burning sulfur. A huge demon appeared in a physical manifestation in the center of the circle, flames surrounding him.
He was huge, about 8 feet tall. He glowered menacingly at me, weaving back and forth. The high priestess Grace turned to me and told me that if I did not obey and sign the contract that I would be given to that demon to torture until he finally killed me.
That was enough for me! Never had I felt such fear, but at the same time I lusted after the power displayed by Grace the high priestess. I was determined to become as powerful as she so that I could get revenge on those people for all that had been done to me.
When I signaled my willingness to sign the. The black robe was made of a cotton material and was of the same design as the white one. The black was a sign that I was no longer a novice. I took the knife offered me and cut my finger deeply. Then I dipped a quill pen in my own blood and signed the contract with my name stating that I was giving myself body, soul and spirit to Satan. Immediately after signing the contract, I was engulfed in an electronic charge of energy which surged from the top of my head down to my toes.
It was so strong that I was knocked to the floor. As I lay on the floor trying to recover I realized that Grace was doing another incantation. I struggled to my feet to find that she had called up another demon. This one came down to where I stood and told me that he was going to live in me. He reached out and roughly grabbed me by the shoulders before I had time to say anything. Immediately I felt agonizing, searing heat go through my body and smelled sulfur strongly again.
In the midst of the agony I passed out and knew nothing more until I was roughly loaded into the van for the return trip to the camp. By that time I was so. I stayed at the camp for a week afterwards so that the most noticeable of my cuts and bruises could heal. When I went home I thought and felt that I was now one of the most powerful people on earth. I knew that I had power that was me.
How wrong I was! I thought that nothing and no one could destroy. About one month after I had signed the contract with Satan I had my first meeting with the local high priestess. The coven in my home town was fairly large, about a thousand people. The high priestess contacted me and told me that she wanted to see me in her home. I was very surprised to be called by such a high authority. Very few girls are ever called to see the high priestess unless they are to be punished, or if she has something specific for them to do.
Her home was elaborate and very beautiful and she ruled with an iron hand. She told me, You have been specially selected by Satan to be trained for his work and to become a high priestess if you can qualify. Within the satanist cult this is a great honor. You must be highly ranked to be accepted for that type of training. The high priestess was an elderly lady. She had been a high priestess for many many years.
She was very pretty even though she was old. Her personality was one of friendliness and yet there was something very cold about her. She knew that I was to replace her.
A high priestess is always destroyed when she is replaced by another witch. She is commanded by Satan or one of his high demons to train another witch to take her place. She has no choice but to obey the command. I thought it strange that she should ask me to be trained for such a position as I was so young and a new member.
What I didnt know at the time was that the demons that I already had were far stronger than hers and that Satan had commanded her to teach me exactly what they were, how to use them, and how, in the end, to destroy her. In my heart of hearts, I was not, and never would be, one for destruction. I enjoyed living and I did not want to hurt this lady, but I knew that if I did not, she would kill me. I received intensive training in several areas for the next 20 months.
I met with the high. We met often, at least weekly. The contents of my training by the high priestess consisted mainly of incantations. I learned how to conjure up spirits to do my bidding. She taught me how to project and use that strange power that I had felt within me for so long.
She taught me that those powers came from demons dwelling within me. She also taught me protocol and how to conduct cult meetings as a high priestess. The Sisters of Light also participated in my training. They were the principal ones responsible for training me to increase in power as rapidly as I did. Through their training I learned many secrets that most other high priestesses never know. They asked me to join their society but I refused.
Secretly I always thought they were very strange. Arrangements were made for training in the martial arts as well. I already knew some Karate and Judo, but knew nothing about Kung-Fu. I was given into the hands of a middle-aged Chinese man who was a master of all three. He was a well known lawyer in. He was kind to me, but a very tough task-master. I learned much from him.
He trained many cult people from the whole surrounding area. He thought that I had much potential and wanted me to participate in public competition. I never did and never wanted to. Learning the martial arts was a rigorous and very tormentive type of training. I asked special demons to come into me to give me the abilities I needed. The mind and the body must be trained to move as one. I became expert also in the use of knives, num-chucks, swords, guns, bow and arrows, stars and many types of oriental weapons that are not well known in this countiy.
Not only do high ranking members of the cult receive such training, but a number of the lower ranking members also receive it so that they can serve as guards, assassins, etc. I was taught much about Satan, almost all of it lies. I was taught about his power, about his love for me. How I had been rejected by God.
How Satan loved me and wanted me as his own and about how I had been chosen among. The Sisters of Light also told me much about the opportunity to become a regional Bride of Satan. There are only 5 to 10 regional Brides of Satan in the U. It is a position of great honor and power. The Sisters of Light told me they were sure I had the ability to attain this high position.
They constantly talked about all the benefits I would gain if I reached it. I became determined to gain that position. The first demon that I actually saw, manifested to me in a physical form during that first ceremony when I signed the contract.
The next demon I actually saw, was the first conjuredup demon of my own. As I performed the appropriate incantation he appeared in a cloud of smoke which smelled strongly of sulfur.
The whole episode was a very elaborate, very staged type of thing, but he was very real. Again, he was in a physical form. He was huge, about eight feet tall. He had a body much like a man, yet different. He was all black.
We have since come to know this class of demons as Black Warriors. He had fiery red eyes, huge hands, and his armor was. It was made up of thick, black, hard scales, something like a tortoises shell.
Each scale was about six inches square. I knew that this was a powerful demon and I had called him up just to see if I could do it. As he stood silently staring at me, I told him that I was the chosen one. His response was, I know who you are, and I know that I am sent here to guard you and that nothing will ever harm you as long as Im here, and as long as you serve the almighty Satan, our lord and our god.
His name was Ri-Chan. He fought many battles both for me, and, when I was disobedient to Satan, against me. I saw and conversed with many demons after that. The next major demon I summoned w ras Mann-Chan. This was during one of my training sessions with the high priestess in her home. She told me that I w r as at a point in my training where I must learn and do a very special incantation.
She did not tell me the. I knew this day was an important one because of the special preparations made. First, I drew on the floor with chalk a very large pentagram, then drew a circle around it. The inside purpose the of the circle you around gave the him pentagram is to keep the demon summoned circle unless permission to move out of it. The circle is supposed to protect the witch from the demon who comes. In reality, of course, the demons do pretty much whatever they want so I quickly learned to be very careful not to summon a demon that was stronger than the demons I had protecting me.
Carefully, I placed a black candle in each corner of the pentagram, then a much larger black candle in the center. All six were lit. A table with a hot plate on it was set up close to the side of the pentagram. The contents of a kettle had been prepared earlier by the high priest. It was filled with desecrated holy water, that is, holy water from a Catholic church which the high priest then urinated into. He had also taken a dog and killed it and drained its blood into a special jar which he had given to me to take to the high priestess house.
She then gave me some powders and herbs. The water. I asked no questions, but obeyed the high priestess instructions to the letter. I sat on the floor, staring into the black candle in the center of the pentagram, murmuring: Oh great Satan, the power and builder and creator of the universe, I beg thee, give me a demon to be the guide and light of my life to give me all wisdom and knowledge.
My beloved, Oh master, grant to me my wish! At that point the high priestess spoke the name Mann-Chan to me. I then said, Mann-Chan come, you are welcome into my body, I bid thee arise from your hiding place. I took the powders and herbs and blood and cast them into the boiling kettle. The steam rose and immediately the room was filled with a very foul odor. I then dipped a desecrated golden goblet into the kettle, filling it. I set the goblet carefully down on the table and waited expectantly.
Within about five minutes the liquid in the goblet had completely turned to powder. Then I took the goblet and threw the powder from it into the flame of the large candle in the center of the pentagram.
Immediately there was a woosh and a huge. The candle disappeared in blinding white light. As the light died down over the next few seconds, I could see the figure of what appeared to be an incredibly handsome young man. He had coal black hair and piercing black eyes that radiated intelligence. I hurried to my knees beside the pentagram. With a rag, I wiped away the chalk to form a clear pathway through the pentagram.
The young man, who was actually the demon Mann-Chan in a physical form, stepped through to the outside of the pentagram on the pathway that I had made. He spoke to me in perfect English in a gentle manner and with what seemed to be great love. He told me that I was to be inhabited by him and he promised that no harm would come to me. He told me that he would give me all wisdom and knowledge, he would be my teacher and guide. He called himself my redeemer. I agreed, very much awed by his beautiful countenance.
He then walked straight into me. But, in the instant before he entered, he changed from the human form to the demon he really was. He was naked, his face had changed from beauty to hideous cruelty. The beautiful coal black locks of hair had become dull brown. His eyes were incredibly dark and evil, his mouth open to show long sharp dirty yellow fangs. He had very long arms, his hands had stubby fingers tipped with long sharply pointed nails. He uttered a horrible hideous loud laugh of triumph as he stepped directly into my body.
I screamed out. First at the sight of him, then at the pain of his entrance. Searing, agonizing pain, such as I had never before experienced. I felt as if my body was on fire.
I felt as if I was going to die and at that particular moment I wished with all my heart that I could do so. RiChan stepped forward on hearing my cry, thinking that perhaps I was being attacked from without. But Mann-Chan spoke to him and told him that it was he and not to worry. As the pain died down, Mann-Chan told me that that was a small demonstration of what I would get if ever I disobeyed him and also to let me know that he was there to stay, that nothing, and no one could ever make him leave!
From that point on Mann-Chan was the main demon in my life. He communicated with me by putting thoughts directly into my mind. I communicated with him either by speaking. I did not fully realize it then, but Mann-Chan could not actually read my mind. He controlled me and kept all my doorways open to Satan and the other demons so that they could come and go as they chose, and also as I willed. My life became centered around him. I gave all of my time and effort trying to gain control of him, but he had more control of me than I did of him.
Often he knocked me unconscious and completely controlled my body, using it as he pleased, frequently speaking through my mouth. He controlled when I ate and slept, how well I did my work, how well I got along with people my very life itself.
I learned through him how to use demons, how to use them in spiritual warfare. How to use them to strengthen my own spirit body, how to use them in ceremonies, against- other people, other witches, churches and even ministers of the gospel of Jesus Christ. He gave me the ability to speak many languages and to walk and talk with great authority and power. But Mann-Chan was not the light that he promised or the thing of love and beaut as I had first seen him.
He was something evil. Life was a continuous nightmare from that point on. I was living a double existence. That is, I was a member of the satanic cult and also simultaneously a member of a very large Christian church where I taught and sang and participated in all sorts of activities. I was torn constantly, never free for a moment, completely trapped. I then began to have many battles with many witches. Battling is done in several ways. The most common is for the stronger witch to call the demons out of the weaker witch into herself, thus making her even stronger and often resulting in the destruction of the weaker because she no longer has the power to defend herself.
Demons have no loyalties. They will always go to the stronger person. Satans entire kingdom runs on the principle of competition; just the opposite of Gods kingdom where everyone serves each other.
Battling is rarely if ever done on a physical plane, although witches do often use demons to destroy the physical body of a weaker witch. There was one witch in particular who. Her name is Sarah. I tried to explain to her that if she did not leave me alone I would have to destroy her. She did not believe me and finally we entered into full battle. What I saw was absolutely horrifying.
I saw her grow weaker and weaker as I called demon after demon out of her and into myself. At first her demons fought back and I felt my own body being lifted up, thrown against walls, my throat being strangled without the sight of a physical hand. But what she saw was MannChan and Ri-Chan and many other demons coming against her. They were tearing her body apart. She finally realized that I was truly the chosen one, that I was to be the high priestess and that she had lost the battle.
She withdrew in time to live and I thank God for that. She ended up in the hospital for quite some time as a result of the injuries she sustained in the battle.
Years later she told me that it was during that time in the hospital that she accepted Jesus as her Lord and Savior, and she is now living fully and whole-heartedly for the Lord. Believe me, the change is beautiful. My first meeting with Satan came shortly before the ceremony in which I became the.
He came to me in the physical form of a man and vve sat down and talked. He told me that I was to be his high priestess, that I was very special to him.
He told me also that there had to be a sacrifice; more blood had to be shed for my purification so that I could become his high priestess. I hated that, but was relieved to find that at least it was to be an animal sacrifice. What I saw was a man, exceedingly handsome, very bright and sunny and shining. He seemed to have great love for me and didnt seem to be in any way a danger to me.
Mann-Chan gave no indication of danger and neither did Ri-Chan. I was very much awed by this meeting. I wanted him to come back, I felt a need deep down inside for him. For the first time in my life I felt really loved.
How wrong I was. Satan hated my guts. He wanted only to use me for his own benefit and then planned to destroy me. I attended cult meetings very regularly during my 2 years of training. The meetings were held in barns, churches, houses, lodges, all different places.
On the occasions when Satan was personally present, I was drawn more and more to him like a moth is attracted to a flame. He knew very well that. Just before becoming a high priestess I saw a human sacrifice for the first time. We were in an old barn with at least a thousand people present. A small baby was used. She was selected because her mother gave the child to be sacrificed and thought it to be a great honor. The law never hears of these babies because most of them are illegitimate, they are born at home, the mother never sees anyone for prenatal care and no record of the babys birth, or death, is ever made.
The baby was strapped down on a stone alter which was in the shape of an upside-down cross. I will never forget the awful sound of her screams as the high priest drove a sharp knife into her chest and ripped out her living heart.
Her blood was then drained off and drank first by the high priest and high priestess, then by other members who wished to do so. Many did, not only to receive new and stronger demons, but also because it is believed that such sacrifices provide increased fertility and that the children conceived under such circumstances would be strong and intelligent and powerful in Satanism. I could not get away.
I was trapped within the. I was filled with horror. I was filled with emptiness Wasnt and coldness blood and despair. We I wondered why Satan wanted such a sacrifice. Christs enough? But I was to learn that Satans desire for blood and destruction is insatiable.
My last and final battle with the high priestess was conducted with the direct approval of Satan. It took place at a big meeting in the church where I had first met the Sisters of Light. Satan was there and with a single nod gave me permission to take her on. She and I battled back and forth. There is hope for the prisoner and this book shares that hope through good old-fashioned story telling and a scholarly approach to scripture.
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