We know this author’s story is a candid one, but we wanted to let him explain it in his own words as much as possible – and to show what it was that God, through His sovereign grace and mighty power, saved this man from. This series is lengthy, but an amazing reminder that God STILL works!
In case you missed the previous posts in “Out of the Darkness” series . . . the links are as follows:
I write it in the hope it may be of value to those who have not experienced what I have and also to chronicle another puzzle-piece of the falling away of the church.
Out of the Darkness {Personal Testimony} – Part 6
I became enmeshed in watching Bill and Kerry videos from Project Camelot. That was my world and my experiences for some time and it just broadened up my understanding to see their interviews and conclusions. Their project was launched by George Green, a globalist banker, who claimed to have been spoken to by aliens, our “space brothers” about all of the coming earth changes and what we could do to prepare for them.
My spirit guides asked me to become a sort of promoter for them to help people transition into this new age. I always had my doubts about this. I was asking the big questions to everyone I thought might know and nobody had answers. Below is a copy and paste from an internet post I made at the time:
Is the struggle between good and evil real or symbolic? Is man inherently good? Do we fight with each other because we feel the need to fight with each other or because we are being manipulated by a hidden hand? Why do so many TPTB do things to the human race to the point they are threatening their own existence? Are there evil entities? If so, to what extent do they exist in the real world? And if they do exist, how prevalent are they? To whom do the highest levels of TPTB report? Can one dedicate their life to the dark side? Is possession a real phenomenon? Is it possible to make a Faustian pact or a deal with the devil?
I found videos of major celebrities stating they had sold their souls to the devil. I didn’t find any entertainment value in their statements. I realized most of Hollywood and the entertainment industry were practicing Satanists. But, what did that mean? Was that just what they believed, or was it real?
I also read the testimony of Svali and the ties of Satanists in with freemasonry. I became convinced possession was a real phenomena. I also became involved in researching Satanism and demonology. At that point, the spiritual encounters became more frequent. I saw a real demon in the bathroom and had a spontaneous kundalini experience. Ellie woke up multiple times with strange, unexplained marks on her back. I also had a few strange vision experiences where they would watch me and I would look back at them. What I saw were aliens, but I realized they were really demons pretending to be aliens. I saw they kept records on people, engaged in matchmaking, and individual people into committing various acts. In short, they were puppet masters.
Editor’s note: Are aliens for real? What does the Bible say? For a solid, biblical view on aliens and UFO’s, we recommend Gary Bates’ book “Alien Intrusion“. Gary Bates is part of Creation Ministries International. He also has a dvd coming out called “Alien Intrusion: Unmasking a Deception” available for pre-order at Alienintrusion.com.
Before, I thought of the human race being top of the food chain. I was beginning to think we all had unseen masters. I also experienced the very strange phenomenon of the demons attempting to intimidate and threaten me by speaking through people I knew. On one incident, my neighbor, a professing Christian, was having an amicable conversation with me and just before I left he threatened to put a cap (bullet) through Ellie. There was absolutely no context to why he was threatening to shoot my girlfriend. It just sounded like an off-the-wall comment from a drunk person, but he was entirely sober. He later denied making that remark.
I do not believe in the substance behind the UFO stories. I have visited Area 51 (Rachel, Nevada) twice and stayed at the Little A’leinn. I have driven down Groom Lake Road at 3AM and been chased out by the Hummer. I have watched by the mailbox and seen triangular craft moving at night in ways that defies physics as I understand it. I believe all of the craft is either man-made or demonic.
I do not believe there is or will be space brothers who visit us unless they are demons taking some sort of human form or using a human vessel to proclaim their message.
A fellow IT guy I had worked with announced to me he was leaving the state and entertaining the sale of his business. I did not have the money to buy him out and his client base was not under written contracts, but we were able to work out a deal. For one year, I would operate his business in addition to mine. His company would invoice his client base, and when payments came in, we would split the proceeds 60/40. After a year, I would assume ownership of his client base. In theory, he would make about what he wanted for the sale of the business and it would give him incentive to keep the client base calling me for service.
Suddenly, I was working like a mad man again. In theory, I should have been making decent money and taking a step to rapidly expand my business. But, there were many problems. The other IT guy and his wife kept moving around, had no shortage of excuses and were regularly unresponsive in their communication. Eventually, I found out, they were invoicing the clients for my work, pocketing the money, and not paying or communicating with me. They always mentioned they were good church people, Christians, and that everything would be settled fairly.
A few years later, it was settled fairly by a judge in Alabama district court. However, I still had to pay court costs, travel costs, and split the proceeds with my attorney. For a few years, I received monthly payments that amounted to pennies on the dollar. Considering I had equipment expenses for some work, in a few instances, I actually paid money for the privilege of doing work for their client base. In 2009, the economy collapsed and I remember regularly checking the phones to ensure they were working since nobody was calling. A few of the larger clients went out of business and most that survived downsized both staff and activities.
My debts started to mount and I was behind in paying taxes. Eventually, the IRS nearly doubled what I owed in back-taxes due to penalties and interest. I hired a lawyer to help me negotiate with the IRS and he took my retainer money and then fell sick and died. I did some computer work for his law firm which was also never paid. I made a real effort to pay off the credit cards. One would think the banks would be content to receive larger monthly payments, but a few of them responded to my efforts by doubling and tripling the interest rate on the debt. After re-evaluating the numbers and realizing the amount of available work was still declining, I realized Chapter 7 bankruptcy was my only option.
I was in a car accident and my car was totaled. I was liable to have any assets seized by the tax authorities and did not have much money. I still needed a reliable car and knew I would not be eligible for a loan. The logical solution was to buy an old diesel Mercedes. I had almost zero prior experience working on any car, but that was about to change. I also planned to run the car on waste vegetable oil. I needed a car ASAP. Foolishly, I bought a clunker a few blocks away from my apartment. It did have a straight, presentable body and paint and it would start and drive, but it was not well cared for and was leaking almost all of its fluids and needed almost everything to be replaced or rebuilt. But, it was my car. Over time and substantial effort, the fluid leaks were fixed and the car became a somewhat reliable, if not run-down, daily driver. I also installed a Greasecar Waste Vegetable Oil system.
From the George Green ideas, I had become interested in the ideas of parallel and breakaway civilizations, self-organizing communities and the back to the land movement. I decided to visit a fellow internet forum member who had acreage near Pie Town, New Mexico. The property was extremely remote and there was no telephone or cellular signal. Ellie and I met their son at a designated point, and he rode with us and gave us turn-by-turn directions to the property.
Ellie and I arrived to the destination and set up camp. After a few days, boredom set in and we returned to town to sample the famous pie. Upon returning, we realized we had absolutely no clue how to get back to the campsite. We had directions to a few miles out, but there were no distinguishing land features. GPS was worthless so far off the established roads. We drove the dirt roads for hours. At night, I started placing large rocks and organic foliage in the center of the road to mark where we had already been. It was getting dark and suddenly there was a hissing sound. For the vegetable oil system to work, two coolant hoses fed under the car to a separate heated tank in the trunk, and I had just clipped one of those hoses on a rock. Despite attempting a field repair with the materials on hand, the hose was still leaking coolant and needed to be replaced. The terrain was more suitable for a high-clearance 4×4 vehicle.
I did absolutely everything in my power to get the car back to the highway, but the engine was dead by then. The car failed right by the Very Large Array Radio telescope facility by Socorro. The next day, AAA service towed us to many places and found no shops willing or able to work on an old Mercedes in the middle of nowhere. We received directions again by e-mail, and with a rental car from Alberquerque, attempted once again to find the campsite.
Once again, the directions were insufficient. Once again, I spent hours driving the rental car around the same dirt roads trying to find the right path until the dirt turned into sand and the little Toyota Yaris was covered to the axle in sand. It was an extremely hot day and water supplies were already low. We were at least 10 miles away from the highway, around 40 miles from the nearest town and the cell phone signal was lost a long time ago.
I became keenly aware that I could literally die out there.
That was when the spirits came to torment me. They told me I had committed a horrible wrong by trespassing on ancestral Indian lands. In a vision, they showed me the people who had lived there and that my presence was blotting out the memories of their existence. They told me I needed to perform healing rituals for the affected tribes and then leave and never return. I was scared and did exactly what they told me to do.
Eventually, a lady driving a truck came by and took us to her friend’s property. They were able to get us back to our campsite and it took several men to lift the car out of the sand. We left quickly while my friend was still trying to sell us on the idea of his community. On the main road, a rabbit ran in front of the car and escorted us the last mile back to the highway. On the way back, I bought the same model diesel Mercedes for $600 in Parker, Arizona and drove it back to Long Beach while Ellie returned the Yaris rental car to Alberquerque and took the train back to Los Angeles.
To be continued . . .
Out of the Darkness Testimony Series
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