Decided to remove my personal website dating from 2008 and added it here. Things so I won't forget. And to honor God (testimonies).
There are 60 minutes in one hour, a day contains 24 hours. So 24 times 60 is a total of 1440 minutes a day! One minute has 60 seconds, one hour has 60 minutes and one day has 24 hours. Thus, 80 x 60 x 24 = 86,400 seconds in a day. If you can't even give God 1 minute or even a second of 'your' time a day to give thanks, don't expect anything in return either.
Do not trust in man.
The heart of man is full of deceit,
He spends most of his money on himself
His words endless, his praise worthless,
his deeds few and shallow.
The apostles were mocked tortured and killed.
Yet man sits comfortably out of his chair and judges.
Like a Pharisee safe from his cave he points his sausage finger,
while animals suffer and children fall prey to pedophiles.
Soldiers taking their own lives dissapointed by man,
because they forget their service belongs to God.
On his empty shelf of deeds sits the cross he never picked up, collecting dust.
You will recognize them by their deeds. Words are cheap.
Angel after Prayer
2008 ~ I've seen an angel (Split, Podstrana) after request in prayer (I was afraid), a huge white serene feature, medium long hair, 'dress', male, bare feet, that covered me with its huge wings. Years after a picture was made of the room. Where the angel stood a blue glow was shown.
As soon as I realised that what I afraid was from wasn't something I could confront as it was not from this planet, I had asked specifically and directly to God to send help/an angel. The fear was replaced by intense serenity when within a second, this white angelic figure stood in the room. It came towards me, sat on my bed and bowed, covering me with its wings. It was the last time I was afraid, now God only I "fear".
Can't find the original pic anymore. My son made the picture. I disliked my shorts and only had 'paint skills' back then.
Split is a very special city. The soil is soaked with blood of the saints. The biggest persecutions ever in history against Christians took place there.
Butterflies of Hope
September 2013 - butterfly flied in when I lost hope. Week later another butterfly at work, open window on 3d floor in the city. Since then many butterflies came along. Posing for pictures.
Always in Good Company
Had asked one of my colleagues from when I worked at a medieval themed restaurant in 2014 to share her sandwich.
Company while in Prayer
2009 ~ requested company after prayer (I was 'depressed') in Wallonia.
I went for this walk (see also pic underneath this text) and asked God or his angels to accompany me. Depression fell upon me hard as I was confronted with earthly things (not because I wanted it, but because I saw it was admired by those I loved); someone who had everything, many friends, money and property, overall success. And I, getting older, still had 'nothing'. He asked me 1 question only. He said, would you trade everything the person has for what you have?
I immediately said no and understood. Because these things were all worldly, and none had faith. So quickly the depression was gone and I started to enjoy the walk. As I was walking and talking I found this little church and felt the need to go inside. Inside, I felt the need to sit down but I was afraid I would break the chair so didn't. When I came home, only then I noticed that where my feelings were the strongest in that conversation, the lights are shown on the pics.
Since 2015 I noticed there seems to be a new light present, as it is the first one that carries a very visible rainbow colored radiance around it.
Ezekiel 1:28 Like the appearance of a rainbow in the clouds on a rainy day, so was the radiance around him.
2012 ~ (visible) company after request prayer in 2012. Someone wanted to visit haunted houses to make pictures. I said, those are demons. Come to me and I'll show you good spirits (no not the dead!) for your pictures.
I don't think we stopped taking these sort of pics since then
Calling upon spirits is babylonian bullshit and invites assholes. But with faith as a mustard seed you can move mountains.
Ezekiel 1:16 This was the appearance and structure of the wheels: They sparkled like topaz...Each appeared to be made like a wheel intersecting a wheel.
Ezekiel 1:18 Their rims were high and awesome, and all four rims were full of eyes all around.
Ezekiel 1:20 Wherever the spirit would go, they would go, and the wheels would rise along with them, because the spirit of the living creatures was in the wheels.
Animal Cruelty Free Please
I never was a big meat eater so the fact that I stopped eating meat didn't change much, when I found out animal cruelty is not happening in some cases, but ALL THE TIME.
I stopped drinking milk in 2020 when I learned/realized about the dairy industry. Stopped eating candy. For Frederiq to show up out of the blue at the moment I was sad about chicken farms I consider a sign.
Day 1. Felt so sad when I saw this picture. I would have taken the child home for sure. At the same moment dad called me "you've got a visitor"
Day 2. He is so humble and quiet that I am wondering is he is a rooster or a chicken. I named him Frederiq.
Still day 1. The visitor, a little rooster came by seeking shelter from the rain.
Day 3. Frederiq follows me around, I am prepared to take him home. He is tame and sits on my lap, closes his eye when I pet and kiss him.
On the verge of taking him home with me, I took Frederiq to other chickens/roosters nearby just to try and see if he'd mingle. When I was there, he slowely jumped off my lap, looked around, then crows 3 times after only 'mumbling' for 3 days. He morphed back into a confident rooster. Then he stood on his toes, looked into my eyes so thoroughly, as if he wanted to remember me forever, and went on his way. Eyes really are mirrors of the soul. (Feb 2020)
March 2020, a bumblebee on the street. I picked him up, still moving a bit. Took him home, gave water and all but he didn't make it. Never ever in my lifetime an animal of that size looked at me like this one did. Following my eyes, my movements with his head turning left and right. He wanted to live. He grabbed onto my finger but his upperbody could not move. I talked to him and prayed and he breathed. I started to do other things in the house and when I checked again he did not breathe anymore. Tiny child, see we all want to live. And be loved.
Your own choice
Matt 13:9 (or Mark 4:23) Whoever has ears, let them hear.
I never have and never will try to convince anyone to follow Christ. I'm not here to hold your hand, you must make your own choice.
1 Corinthians 16:14 Let all that you do be done in love.
I have said for years now that males till age 39.5 can join the Foreign Legion, even to suitors I do so not trying to emasculate a man; I do so because every male has the opportunity to become a professional warrior. There you need no prior experience if you have none, and it can reactivate those who once did something like a prior few years army before. You get a paycheck, a redefined skillset and valuable contacts for life. I want our sons to be strong and to secure the safety of our grandchildren. My aim is for you to be safe and fully capable of defending the weak.
2017 was the year in which I decided to join the Foreign Legion myself so (5 yrs) I would be able to help my soldier son when needed. Alas women could not apply at all. (pic taken in Dalmatia in 2017).
God is a righteous judge.
March 2020 - My son baffled me this weekend. He gave me some facts about a subject and as it turned out, he thought I had done something questionable. Well not questionable but simply dead wrong. I said no son, I did not and if you had done such, we would have a problem. If you doubt, always ask me. If I was wrong, correct me. If I would do something which is not righteous, I would lose the hotline with dad. Then I started to think.. I too.. have a doubt. And did not ask dad straight up. So I did.. see dad.. I was looking into cattle and what bothers me is that Lot offered his two virgin daughters.
>Yes, LOT DID. I didn't, Lot did. What did I say to Abraham when he asked me about sparing the life of the righteous people in Sodom?
You said if there are 40, I will not destroy it.
> If there are 30, I will not destroy it. If there are 10, I will not destroy it.
God's patience with sinning people explained
22 March 2020 - I wondered why God is so patient with bad people. Then I dreamed this. A shepherd walked through the fields with his sheep. This allowed them to graze where they wanted and he watched them. Then he saw a field of hungry wolves further on. The sheep in his vicinity were safe, so he did not have to worry about them. The sheperd called the sheep that stood at a distance and had separated themselves from the rest. Some were hit because they didn't want to turn around until they were on the safe side. The wolves would tear apart the sheep alive. He loved his sheep and he did not want that fate for them, even though they were stupid and stubborn. Then there were sheep so stubborn and selfish that the shepherd had to run after them. After tripping a few times, under the scratches, tired of shouting and running, and now far from his safe flock, the shepherd let's them go, shaking his head. They were torn apart by the wolves.
Human traditions still worth more than Gods word to bellies
30 March 2020 One short word for the traditionalists. Who care more for human traditions than Gods word. Boasting sitting in church on Sundays with fat bellies. I was not the first who noticed the same behaviour. St. Paul did so too. Who is it, that calls someone else 'Father'. Who baptize babies with water when Jesus or John touched not even one like that. Who is it who pray to the one not even a single sentence was devoted to by God or Jesus with request to pray to her? It is these who find it strange I care not much for birthdays (I tend to forget the year and age with people), because I am grateful for every day. Even in that, the bible stands on my side;
There are only three birthday parties described in the entire Bible. Absolute disaster occurred on each occasion! If God felt birthday celebrations were something positive and good, why wouldn't He have recorded one other account where something either good or positive happened? Yet, there is no such account.
When I just check to be sure, I pray in the name of Jesus out loud - like a demon repellent - plus I watch Mika. The spirit/s love animals so if Michaela doesn't act alarming all is fine. Animals have pure hearts, that's why the donkey saw the angel in Numbers 22:23 and greedy Balaam did not. Always have your guard up:
1 John 4:1 Beloved, do not believe every spirit, but test the spirits to see whether they are from God, for many false prophets have gone out into the world.
Pictures are all made with different camera's (digital or smartphone) during the years, day, night with or without flash. And these pictures are here for you, not for me. I'm waiting on the two, not on you.
Now let me tell you this. I'm not interested in what you have in your wallet but what you have in your heart. I'm not interested in what you have done for yourself but for others.
2019 Short video during prayer, was checking if my effort was appreciated since I was so tired - 1 Chronicles 16:11 Seek the Lord and his strength; seek his presence continually!
My love for wasps started in 2015. A wasp came by every single day for at least 2 weeks a work. I found out quickly due to his behaviour that they recognize you by your scent as they come close and sniff you, and that they tell their mates/brothers? about you who will greet you too.
My colleague said it was not the same wasp that returned each day. I said he was. Then the wasp stopped coming. After a few days I looked outside the window, only to notice someone had squashed my friend when they had closed it.
Some of the most notable things of which I do not have pictures;
2014 I've seen 3 doors in the clouds. Feeding the birds you are used to them flying above your head. I looked up and then my eye caught these 3 huge doors in the sky and Im not talking about door shaped clouds.
2018 My favorite beautiful tiny plate.. had it for years, already had cracks. All of a sudden I noticed TWO of them. One was brand new. I did not buy it, where did it come from. When getting used to having two of these plates... the old one had dissapeared!!! Materialism like with the money in 1997 and 2005. But on a whole other level. It reminds me of Don Poek and Michaela, the exchange. This is beyond, and utterly destroys my point of view that God needs something to create something, like he needed dust to make a man. He can create something out of completely NOTHING.
Tommy the Cat & the Rat
One day I got home and saw a cat attacking a rat. I ended the fight, saved the rat and gave the cat treats.
The poor thing's ear was damaged, but after getting bread he quickly restored in spirit. I ended up going home on one boot because the other made him a fine home. Now Tommy turned out to be a neighbourhood cat. He would since that day, wait for me every day for treats.
Open line of communication
God is a a living God. Just because you don't see Him doesn't mean He ain't there. The blind man doesn't have to see the sun to feel it's there. He is not somewhere in the distance. Miracles aren't something that only happened in the past. He is here still, he is now, he is alive. I call him dad, and he keeps sending me friends so I'm never alone. If any it's always crowded, or with animals or with what I reckon are angels. You must be open to the communication forms. You communicate with everybody differently. Everybody has a guardian angel(s), everybody can talk to God/Father, it's nothing special really. To see it as something strange is as strange as to me is this: the animal friend that does not kill that is seen as an extremist because he is against killing. I wrote a love poem in 2019 to praise dad, and by God when I stood up I got a bit startled as a white figure of light had been reading over my shoulder.
God has humor. Example one. I prayed all week every evening for something and someone else. And all prayers were answered. When Sunday arrived I thought of how all prayers were answered like a wishing well and started to think, oh what do I want now? I opened the book, a habit in which I randomly open the book and point my finger to a sentence, and then look. There was written.. it's now time to say THANKS.
Example two. All prayers get answered - well, not all but these get resolved differently. Anyway, I asked God, look, I don't ask for much. I only want a Ducati. I could see myself driving a black devil in the night, dressed in black leather for the cold, black snake boots (these were old wishes..) because it seemed fitting, a whip, a karambit and a kali stick with me to visit paedophiles and bring a can of whoopass. His answer was; you won't get the money because you will spend it on things you don't need. WELL YEAH I don't need it but Jesus.. anyway, so no Ducati for me.
Matthew 7:7 Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you.
deo fidens persistas
Split City of Saints
1980 Nun school in Croatia. Pic right is Grgur Ninski, who took a stand against the church as he wanted the people to be able to read the bible in their own language.
It would have been easy for me to follow the Croatian tradition of praying to saints and Mary. But neither God, Jesus or Mary herself asked us to pray to Mary.
Gift from God
1997 Birth of my son. When I was young I knew I would give birth to a boy with blond hair and blue eyes. Hence in his birthcard I had added the text 'predestined, so he came'. Long before it was official the baby would be a boy, I had enlisted him at a daycare center (you had to reserve a place beforehand) with his full name. I cried when I heard I was pregnant, from the hospital to the way home, and fell on my knees at home thanking God for this wonderful gift.
He has 3 first names, one of them means bear, another one means lion (French pronouncing) (+ of course one traditional Christian name). I read the bible to him every evening, took him to the librairy every wednesday for 2 hours where we read books before taking him to martial arts class.
picture left is called animal friendly fishing hahaha
Grew up by the sea, under the sun.
A few favorite memories of mine:
* the first time I saw the structure of a snowflake was in Austria
* I caught a seahorse when we were swimming in deep water (Croatia)
* every single morning very early, dolphins jumped out of the sea.
* I would put blackberries on thin sticks or whatever I found in the mountains and mum would make jam from it
* seeking pine cones and putting them in a bag - in the winter deep in the mountains while water was coming from the mountain, so fairy-tale like. Dad was chopping wood
* seeking gnomes in a forest in Austria my parents and grandmum had hidden
* selling figs on the beach as a kid
* age 7, becoming Tito's pioneer. Yeah it was commie Yugoslavia, but I don't remember the commie side. I remember loyalty towards the country and God.
* the many arguments with the nuns cause I had no patience
mum with friends
Fun fact: mum (who instilled the love for reading) when she was a small kid loved to read, so because she would just turn up in a bookstore constantly she was asked to do little choirs for which she would receive a card she could pick out. Now as for me: I would at some point skip school and spent time in the librairy instead which I found far more interesting. Reading mostly biographies and history books.
(step)dad entertaining my son when he was small.
I always say I have 3 dads. My biological, my step-, and my Father in Heavens.
dad (who trained 15 years kyokushin karate) motivated me for martial arts
as a martial artist once said to me, women and men are biologically different, specialize in something but not in that which in you biologically have no advantage. unless you are a transgender...
Doll house mum made. Mum motivated me into reading books, crafing, baking, cooking etc
(on picture angels playing with Mika) Joined the family Friday 13 March 2015. We met a week before, she was calling me while I was refilling the bird feeders on the balcony. She continued to call every day so after it was clear she had no 'owner' I invited her in. I gave her the name Michaela, feminine of Michael meaning gift from God. Because she came a day after a specific prayer.
This was the first time in my life I was angry at God, she being so sweet and the female version on Don Poek. I felt he wanted to give me her so I would forgive him for taking D.P., I mean, he can do everything so he could prolong D.P.'s life too if he wanted. Someone tossed Mika out like garbage, I found her toys and things a few doors away. But she was meant to be with us so all good. The devil will take care of the dumpers.
The first thing she did when she came into my house was walking straight to the bedroom, jumped on the bed and fell asleep on it. Don Poek also on the bed had big eyes, like what the fuck is this, hahaha.
In Loving Memory of my Son, best Friend, Family member and Angel ~my better half 1996 - 2015
Died 13 November 2015, burried 16 November along with a piece of my soul. Don Poek was given a short time to live. I prayed intensly, and in the evening in which I intensified my prayer a light showed up that has not left D.P. for seven months. Until the day that it was his time to go. He went to get his wings and seek us the best bed to sleep in so we can watch birds together when I join him.
After Prayer his guardian was visibly present for 7 months. After another Prayer, Michaela joined the household, she practically knocked on the door the next day.
Single Life: I wore a wedding ring for the same reason (useless pervs) Joan of Arc started to wear pants, which by the by, eventually led to her death. When I realised pervs don't even care about holy unions I saw it has no use to do so. Nothing is holy to (human) pigs.
We can find enough great examples of single peeps in the bible. Jesus doesn't count, he was superspecial. So; Mary Magdalene, Mary and Martha, Lazarus, Jeremiah and Elijah etc.. Elijah is my fav one, he was fed by ravens and hilariously sarcastic to the demon worshipping turds. Plus he made use of the elements (wind, fire). His sarcasm always comes to mind when my muslim neighbour who watched porn with curtains open so all kids could see outside, raises his voice to kids and wife and lied to my landlord summons his demon daily. What kind of god is yours suppose to be you perverted cockroach?
Prayer on top of mountain 2016
Everytime I am home, I climb the mountain at 4 so I can see the sun rise at 6. Alone time with God in prayer, before looking at the wonderful land God created, looking down at the sea, surrounded by nature.
The Wounded Butterfly
2018 - This was a wounded butterfly at work which I took home to recover in my tiny garden surrounded by fruit, water, shelter.
The butterfly stayed for the night and flew away the next day.
2018 A bird, of which an ornithologist whome I spoke to later that year declared an adult bird, came to my balcony on a hot summer day. I was watering plants in my miniature garden and then myself. The bird sat on a branch and I could tell he wanted too. So I invited him and he came. Had a bath, dinner, slept in a box on the balcony and left after breakfast in the morning. The bird didn't come back, but the next new guest was waiting under the balcony....
2019 this little fella was exhausted. I was on my way to work when I saw him.
I had an injury so I didn't walk fast. To notice this little one fighting even harder to move the choice was obvious, I stumbled back home with the little one and placed him on my littl balcony/sanctuary.
Now and then snails pop up on my balcony, so Noa gets guests over. Some stay for months. I love them all.
2018 On my bucket list was to build a fort with toilet paper rolls. My son did this for my birthday hehehe
2019. Received 3 angel figurines from 3 different people. One from a customer, one from a lady where I rented a room and one from a new neighbour. odd and special. Physically and mentally (blow after blow after blow) the hardest year ever experienced. Spiritually at my strongest. Interesting this year is that I came across various priests bishops etc from different churches, and all asked them to pray with me. I collected the prayers like bullets. A miracle 0ccurred. Stopped smoking after 20 years die-hard smoking (promise to God) and blew off a hot date, signing up for Jeet Kune Do instead, continuing the road of abstinence. While experiencing this though year I constantly had to deal with male pigs which I truly believe is instigated by satan like a married male with whorish eyes, a fat fuck with a perverted mouth etc.
It's another year in which my nostrils are completely captured at moments, out of the blue, by the compelling scent of freshly plucked roses. Dear Lord what a smell.
Always busy, always in good company
Ephesians 5:16 Making the best use of the time, because the days are evil.
Friends gave me the nickname Ant. I like ants. I watched an ant mourn his friend for over 2 hours in 2017 in Croatia. Proverbs 6:6 Go to the ant, thou sluggard; consider her ways, and be wise
I have more than 2 loyal crow friends by now. A few of them I know at least seven years (like the one in the last picture sitting on the left side), they always hang around on the same spot. Once a man followed me at least 3 miles with his car and came to stop to ask if these were my birds and if I had trained them to follow me. I explained they were all different birds from different trees and they all have their own territories.
I recognize them by distinctive features (a broken leg, a certain bold spot or so) and they recognize me. I love crows. They have the gift of seeing; they simply register/call out what they see. Black angels.
I think it was 2005. Me and a non-Christian friend were collecting signatures for a cause. We stood in front of the library. At some point an old man came out of the the library
and I asked if he could sign the paper. He wanted to, but soon saw the signature would be useless without an address; he turned out to be homeless. He came from Greece and his mandolin was stolen in the homeless shelter. All he had left was the jacket in his hands. He did not want to eat. He declined to take money (I offered half I had, which was 5€, could not offer all as I had a kid at home, same reason why I could not offer to stay in my house), he only accepted a bit of water. He started to talk about the evolution of people, the rise of the cities, the demonic nature of human experimentation on animals and so on. My friend joined in the conversation and got swept away as I was, as if a vision was shown before our eyes. The Greek's face seemed to change, his grey hairs seem to turn silver.
There was something extraordinary about him. A moment of distraction, someone wanted to place their signature. He walked away so I called after him, is there anything I can do for you? He smiled, held his hands in the air and said "God is Great". When I came home, I prayed for him and opened the bible, and there was written "God is Great". Does anybody know how often this exact words are written like that in the bible? Like maybe once?? Even my non-Christian friend is convinced to this very day that this was no random man but an angel in disguise.
Heb 13:2 Do not forget to show hospitality to strangers, for by so doing some people have shown hospitality to angels without knowing it.
My poetry, dreams and so on
The Ancient Call
Prone to extremes am I
Satisfied with only the best
The best healer, the best combatant, the best poet
The best of the best with no place for the rest.
I am a lover, but it's not love that bonds me
I am a fighter, I strive for devotion and loyalty
For the sword must be molded in fire and thunder
in trials and tribulations, a pure and ultimate force
I call upon the four elements and stand before the four winds
a natural intoxication of knowledge and energy unified
I like Gods legion to be amused as well when the kingdoms fall
When we wash our feet in the blood of the wicked
I want them to attack in fury, merciless and full of wit
before the ancient winds will whisper in their ears
"Come back holding your shield or being carried upon it!"
Aimlessly wondering - bathing in disgrace
Sold their souls to pleasure, no dignity remained.
The flock, the sheep, awaiting to get devoured
the helpless ignorant mass - living their final hours,
Their weights crushed by responsibility ignored
For in last days of judgment - they all shall taste the sword.
Underneath a poem I wrote in 2019. It has to do with obeying God, controlling the svadhisthana chakra. ABOUT LOYALTY.
like a lioness in a cage
the wall so tall
a little bite
a little blood
a little lick
a little bit to satisfy the thirst
alas one drop will release the beast
it's a pigeon anyway
Materialisation (1997 and 2005 of money): I've had money to the last cent deposited (the exact ammount neded, like a 326,74!) on my bank account which I asked for (not for me) twice. Two witnesses by the by (both times one), my ex and my lawyer. Both times the money was meant for someone else, not a cent was kept. In 2019 materialisation of a plate.
2014 I've seen 3 doors in the clouds. Feeding the birds you are used to them flying above your head. I looked up and then my eye caught these 3 huge doors in the sky and I'm not talking about door shaped clouds.
2014 I've seen my cat Poek being fed. By someone I could not see, as he started to eat something that was not there. In 2015 they play a lot with cat Michaela. In 2018 Michaela was speaking at least 2 nights with someone. In May 2020, I was in bed, just cuddled with M and being grateful for this kind little creature I heard a voice very clear saying very sweet Michaela's nickname
Vision during meditation
A leaf of a green plant, sharp edges. My finger was cut because of the sharpness, the blood dripped from the leaf - small nice beautiful red drops of blood fell on the ground and then flew in the air. I focused on these drops that clinked together and then formed a red lotus - which opened. And then fell apart - and again the red blood balls - drops clinked together and a red lotus was formed and opened his leafs. Have been lookin at it for a while - and then it was gone. Lotus of blood
Dream in 2005 ~ of Jesus on the Cross
It was a hard time. That night I dreamed of being hanged on the cross, I was hit in the face many times with a whip and felt the blood dripping from my face. It did not hurt, only the heart ached. In the corner of my eye I saw a man hanging. I lifted slowely my head and looked at my right side and saw Jesus hanging on his cross next to me. He looked at me, his eyes were peaceful, mild white light around him, blood on his face, head and hands, he smiled, then bended his head down and died. He died peacefully, the pain was nothing compared to the love that dominated, silent suffering - not for himself, but for them, as they did not know what they were doing. Out of love we endure all. It's obvious that Jesus knew exactly why he was dying. And his last words could have never been 'father why have you forsaken me'!
2008 ~ Compassion, Gods pink napkin
As if I was flying invisible over the world, I saw various sceneries. At some point I was flying amidst clouds, then the forests, then next to some creek where shaolins in orange clothing as monks jumped out all at the same time out of the water as if they all caught something in the air, separately. Then all of a sudden, I was in the universe among stars and watched how an old friendly bold headed man, in monk robe like Lao Tzu picked up the oceans and green from the globe, mother earth and pulled it as if it was some blanket. He pulled it towards him smiling softly and wrapped it up, it became smaller and smaller and the blanket became a pink napkin. When he closed his hands with the napkin in it, he again opened it and the pink napkin turned into a pink butterfly and flew away. It was compassion.
2004 ~ Stepping out of a dream
I was at my mothers house. When I came in, the door opened itself, lights turned on, music started to play, as if the universe followed my steps and invited me, embraced me. Suddenly I was attacked by my sister (no, we have no arguments) and she tried to strangle me by choking me. But it was not her, it was as if she was possessed. I felt a huge strong force, and then I laughed. I looked with the corner of my eye and saw the front door open, but no one was there in the darkness. But I felt a presence. I laughed and said, I am stronger than you. I said, watch me. I opened my eyes, still laughing and said while being awake, having pulled myself from that dream: you see, I am stronger than you.
Who ever knew the devil would even take away from me my own room where
an angel hugged me (which nobody thought was interesting while sitting in church on Sundays).
The holy spirit reminded me of Jesus's words "My Father's house has many rooms; if that were not so, would I have told you that I am going there to prepare a place for you?"
The lack of hunger for justice that should translate in direct actions anger me, therefore I removed the page I had on this site about the country.