Table of Contents:

1. A Fetus in Captivity
2. In the Mirror of My Mother’s Mistakes
3. The Revelation of Time has Already Come
4. The Church is like Pharaoh
5. Turning Tables in the Rooms of Innocence
6. Setting Fire to the File Folders of My Life
7. Smoke and Mirrors on Hollywood Boulevard

A Fetus in Captivity

12 September 2023

My Judge’s Victory is from the town of “Botwulf,” in New England, USA.  She now lives in the Southern State of the Free Woman.  Victory first contacts me 30 March 2023.  While reading The Place of the Secrets of Souls, she tells me, “I started to cry.  Then when she was being cleansed, I started choking, so I sat up and started reading more and more.  I want to meet Jesus in that place, but I’m scared [to meet] all those demons.  When I read your testimonies, I hear words in the spirit.”  Victory smells smoke in her nostrils, can’t breathe well and has horrible nightmares.  She explains, “While I’m in bed one night, I have a vision of a demon coming out of me.  It was horrifying!  It had claws, long black tangly hair, black eyes, and a pale body with claws on its feet.  It came out of me and climbed up the wall, stopped, looked at me and went back in me.”

Today is 12 September 2023 and I pray for Victory for the first time.  She disappeared for five months and resurfaces on 4 September 2023.  She’s currently living in a domestic violence shelter with her two daughters.  Her husband’s abusive, which she tells me before, but this times too much and she leaves.  She tells me, “The more these demons try to take me over, the more I press into Jesus and the more I’m attacked.  Every testimony you share, pieces of my past are in them: rape, sexual abuse, abortion, lust, promiscuity, bisexuality, alcoholism, pills, depression, anxiety, PTSD” and the list goes on.  She explains how her entire life, since age five, has been nothing but abuse.  She’s become a target of the Kingdom of Darkness, through both demons and humans, mostly men, but I feel Jesus has big plans for Victory, like something’s being held hostage inside her and He wants to set her free.  We break the first line of defense in a dark pit with two demons and a human spirit, we rescue “One I aborted” and Jesus says, “Your baby’s with Me now.”    

Her kids are at school, she leaves the shelter and finds a place to park her car.  I call her, ask Jesus to prepare the battlefield that is Victory’s Area of Dominion, send confusion into the camp of the enemy and bind the Strongman.  We worship the Lord God Almighty by a song of her choice.  As we’re worshiping, Victory can’t sing.  Something’s taken her voice.  She can’t hear Jesus, but her spiritual eyes open and she sees a “Red Sun.”  I tell her to sing, but something has a hold of her vocal cords and she cannot sing.  I command this evil spirit off her vocal cords and she sees an alligator, “It’s in the water, like with its eyes out the surface, looking at me, it’s sly.”  I reach in a grab the alligator, so he can’t get away. 

I invite the Holy Spirit in to do His work and call for My Savior, Jesus Christ, but He’s not answering.  I know He’s here, but He’s not talking.  Sometimes He lets me do the work, who knows, maybe He’s testing me.  We have to break through the Kingdom of Darkness’ first line of defense to fight within the borders they’ve erected in her being, behind enemy lines.  I ask again, “What are you seeing” and Victory begins to cry.  She sees tree bark (?), the Red Sun is taking another form and she says, “Jesus is showing me One I aborted.  It’s [not a Red Sun, it’s] a fetus.”

Something’s got her baby in the Spirit Realm.  Suddenly, the tree bark moves and she tells me, “It’s not tree bark.  It’s something camouflaged.  I see a face in the tree, eyes of a person, but like a cheetah and it has a nose.  Weird.”  The Cheetah’s moving back and forth, quickly, and “There’s white light moving around [it].  It keeps changing forms.  It’s hiding from you.  It looks like smoke now” and I demand its name.  I ask human or demon, spear it to the ground to keep it still and get the name Sabian.  I’ve pinned him, but he’s playing games and despite my offensive she says, “It’s not staying still.”  I’m interrogating the demon to no avail. 

The Red Sun is now more identifiable and she sees it as an embryo, with the fetus developing within it.  We ask Jesus for help, but we don’t hear from Him and she goes into a “Deep dark place.”  “It’s like a pit,” she describes and we’re taken to the pit her aborted fetus is being held hostage.  She says, “It looks like a dark lake.”  I send the light of Jesus into this deep dark pit and she says, “It’s red now, like the fetus” and this comes to her mind, “I haven’t forgiven myself yet.”  I coach her to repent, renounce and ask forgiveness.  She doesn’t use the “abortion” word, she uses the “murder” word and begins sobbing.  She releases herself from condemnation and forgives herself as Jesus has forgiven her.  I go to work on Sabian, this so-called Cheetah.  I grab him, squeeze his chest and command him front and center.  He comes up and tells me he comes in through “The water,” but I don’t know what this means and Jesus isn’t talking to me.  I believe Sabian comes in through the waters of the abortion, so I cancel The Curse of the Abortion and pull his hooks out of her flesh.  I put his own hooks in him, set him on fire and pull him out of that house.  I call in, but I don’t hear anything as Victory witnesses Sabian the Cheetah running away while set on fire. 

I call up Alligator and she sees his eyes emerge from the waters of the pit, body still submerged.  I reach in and grab his tail, pulling him out of the water and holding him up like a caught fish.  Victory tells me, while laughing, “I’m seeing you grabbing him and holding him up.  He’s fighting you,” then she hears, “The root is your father.”  I’m wondering, “Where did that voice come from?” and I ask, “What’s your father’s name?”  She answers, “Proud Chief” and sees a sand pit with human bones in it.  I don’t know who the owner of this pit is.  Where is Alligator?  I can’t hear Jesus.  I’m getting frustrated.  What’s going on?  This is pure madness! Victory hears Alligator saying about me, “You’re gnashing teeth” and she says, “They’re making fun of you.”  Now I’m pissed and think to myself, “I’m going to lay siege to their kingdom!”

I blow a trumpet into their kingdom and announce my action.  I cut off their supplies; food, water, energy, etc. and Victory hears Alligator say in desperation, “In the dust.”  I assume they’re stashing their supplies in the sand pit, so I reach in, grab their supplies and steal it.  I yell in to Alligator, “Where’s your food?”  Victory’s laughing as she explains, “He’s looking up saying, ‘You got it.’”  I reach back in, lasso his neck and smash Alligator’s teeth.  I dry up his waters, he says, “I don’t need the waters [to live].  I was sent to steal.”  I demand, “Sent by whom?”  “Who’s your boss” I demand.  He answers, “Rahomemeth.”  I take his air and Victory sees the skin under his mouth going in and out like a frog’s would [as I understand it], difficulty breathing.  Alligator tells me “I’m not moved by death,” so I get Victory to renounce, divorce him and tell him “I don’t want you no more” and sees Alligator leaving. 

We’re still in this pit.  I don’t know any solutions, only fighting.  I think and ask, “Who’s the fetus’ father.”  Victory answers, “A long time ago.  He was older and I was only 15 years old.  He took advantage of me, groomed me with porn and perversion.  His name is Ruling Power.  I’m thinking, “This has to be it” and I call up the spirit of Ruling Power.  She immediately tells me, “No, he’s still alive,” thinking, because his flesh isn’t dead, I must be mistaken.  I’m like, “Yea, whatever” and call him up.

When she explains how Ruling Power’s manipulated her as a young woman, I recognize the pattern.  There’s much more to this than My Judge’s Victory understands.  Much of her history has been hidden from her.  We’re going to breach this kingdom, get through the first line of defense and the key is in the living human spirit of Ruling Power.  I call up Power and she hears, “It’s not me man, it’s not me” and I know, we’ve got him.  Power’s a stupid, nasty spirit.  I’d like to smash him, but Jesus loves him and I go straight to evangelization.  

I throw fire, “Power, you’re working for the wrong side sir.  Why are you working against your own race?”  When I say, “He’s stupid,” I don’t mean intellectually.  He’s actually smart, but he’s going to die in there and I make it clear.  He jokes, saying, “I just want the weed man,” as if to play dumb.  He knows the beings he’s in bed with and he knows he’s going to Hell, but none of this affects Ruling Power.  I ask if I can invite Jesus in to show His mercy and grace.  Power says nothing and I ask if he’s scared.  His reply is sharp and full of rebellion, “I’m not afraid of anything” and I know he’s not accepting Jesus today.  I release angels to take this human rebellious spirit to the feet of Jesus.  Victory sees Power struggling with two angels, saying, “He’s fighting, but he’s going.”  He has no choice, and she sees them fade away.  They’re all gone and she hears the words, “Seal her.”  WAIT!  “Jesus, is that you?” 

It’s Jesus!  He was there the whole time.  I begin cleaning the area of operation, calling down my broom from the Broom Closet of Heaven.  Victory’s laughing so hard.  I ask, “What’s up?” and she tells me “As soon as you said something about the broom, there’s Jesus with a broom, sweeping.  He’s smiling at me, pushing the broom while He fills my heart with His light” and we both lose it.  I’m still laughing as I write this and crying at the same time.  Jesus is so awesome.  He’s not too BIG to clean up your life. He will suffer with you, rejoice with you and be patient with you.  All you need to do is trust Him and let Him do the work in your life.  He’s the hardest worker I know! 

I’m power washing the area with His blood, I lay today’s victory at His feet, seal the room and He hands My Judge’s Victory a sword.  He prepares her for battle and tells her, “Sabian the Cheetah, Alligator and Ruling Power are all gone.  Your baby’s with Me now.” She’s crying and tells me, “He says my baby’s fine, safe…and that He loves me.”  Today we infiltrate the first line of defense the enemies been occupying inside Victory’s own territory and we save Victory’s aborted fetus who’s held captive.  Jesus calls the day and we don’t get Rahomameth.  We rest and tomorrow we fight again. 

16 September 2023 Follow Up

In the Mirror of My Mother’s Mistakes

26 September 2023

When we get on the phone this morning, My Judge’s Victory tells me “I looked up the demons we found last time, online, using a “demonology” search.  I found the demons we fought against.  “I just had to see for myself” she tells me, “The ones I saw in the spirit, while we were praying…they’re real!”  She continues to tell me, “The last session was great.  The burdens of guilt and shame were released, but I’ve been under attack ever since.”  She had to go to the hospital after feeling she had a heart attack, the same day we were supposed to speak last week.  Her feet swelled; she broke out in a rash all over her body, her eyes turned yellowish-red and the hospital claimed an allergic reaction to something she hadn’t taken.  They also admitted the symptoms were “unexplainable.”  Something doesn’t want us to proceed; however, we break through and Jesus carries Victory like a baby, she sees Moses breaking the rock, recognizes her disobedience as we destroy a podium and replace it with His altar. 

We are happy to be speaking together today and she admits, “I feel as if I’m still being held hostage.”  Yea, something’s trapped inside her.  It’s her own gifting, given to her by the Lord God almighty, taken prisoner and bound by the Kingdom of Darkness.  I ask Jesus to forgive us and cleanse us of all our sin, prepare the battlefield, send confusion into the camp of the enemy and we worship the Lord God Almighty with a song of her choice and begin The Work for today.  As we’re worshipping, Victory sees Jesus carrying her in the spirit, but she’s struggling with him as if she’s not worthy of His forgiveness.  She doesn’t tell me of this vision right away.  After worship, the first time I invite Jesus in, He’s not responding.  I know He’s there, but He’s not saying anything.  “Something’s wrong,” I’m thinking, “Let’s see what happens.”  Victory begins talking about “I feel as if I’m not worthy sometimes.  To receive His forgiveness.”  I recognize the problem is her confession.  She needs to ask specifically for forgiveness.  She does and Jesus chimes in, “It’s forgiven,” then I encourage her to ask forgiveness for not allowing Him to forgive her.  She does, Jesus is satisfied and tells her, “I always forgive you.  I know your heart.”  I test the Spirit and He replies, “I Am the One” and we get to work.

We clear the problem of forgiveness and Victory is taken immediately into a vision.  She sees Jesus standing with a lantern in His hand.  “He’s just standing there,” she explains.  I ask Him, “What do You want to do with Your daughter today Sir” and He responds, “Follow Me.”  He turns into a tunnel; we follow and the tunnel’s getting darker.  She explains what she’s seeing to me, “I see a Bible. It’s on a podium at the end of the tunnel.  The kind of podium preachers preach from.”  Jesus asks her, “Do you see it?”  She answers, “Yes” and He begins walking around the Bible on the podium.   Suddenly, He’s gone!  She tells me, “There’s only a Bible on the podium and the cave now.  The rock is very dark.  There is water coming from the side of the cave.  It’s a very slight stream of water coming from the rock and Jesus shows Victory Moses, striking the rock (Hajar Musa) twice, at the Wadi El Arbain and being forbidden to enter the Promise Land. 

My Judge’s Victory then tells me, “Jesus is showing me that I disobeyed Him, not once, but twice.”  I ask Jesus to show her, but He responds, “She knows.”  Victory continues, “I’ve been married twice and, both times, He told me not to do it.”  He tells her both times, at the altar, but she rejects His voice.  “I was trying to protect you,” He tells her.  I ask Jesus, “Can she ask Your forgiveness?”  He answers, “Yes” and begins teaching her about “Who to trust.” 

Jesus gives Victory the words, “You hear so many voices (spirits).  You listen to the wrong ones.  This is the blind leading the blind.  You also hear other (human), wrong voices” and Victory shares with me how she was sexually abused as a child.  She tells me, “It was like I was being groomed to be a sex object, like I was being groomed to not recognize love.”  At this point, Jesus jumps back in and says, “You didn’t know the wolves from the sheep.  My sheep know My voice” and He gives her a vision of the outline of a body.  She explains, “The inside (area inside the outline of the body) is open (empty), [and something’s] wrapped around the neck.”  She hears “Soul ties” and I ask Jesus if He wants me to help her with this.  He answers, “Yes” and she hears, “Lust.”  What’s wrapped around the neck of the body outline is faces, the faces of those she’s lust over during her life.  I believe these to have a strangle hold on the body outline; but, because the body is a general body outline and not specific to her, I also believe this is a general message to the reader and anyone else willing to understand.  I feel there is more coming. 

The soul ties are because of lust.  I have to break every one, individually, which, to me, seems to be a daunting and impossible task.  Who knows how many could be around the neck?  These demons are starting to manifest in the cave, around the podium, with the Bible on it.  I ask Jesus, “Can I put all these into a group?”  He agrees, I label this The Lust Group, and Jesus suggests “Lust demons are her blockage.  They are trying to take away what I have for her.”  I begin adding all potential beings to this Group and Victory sees “Black hair!  They have black hair and piercing screams!”   These are not a group of random demons, neither are these a group of different beings such as a principality.  These are specific demons, who’s assignment is to use lust to hold back what Jesus has for His people.  I gather all the “Black Haired,” demonic beings, put them in a bag, tie it at the top and pull the bag out of her body.  She feels pain, physically, under her ribs as she asks forgiveness for lust and chasing the wrong relationships all her life.  These demons have tied her to the wrong men and use them against His purpose for her to be with a strong, Godly man.  I ask Jesus and He’s satisfied.  I call down angels from Heaven, to remove this bag and deliver it wherever Jesus instructs.  She sees the angels take the sack as the black-haired demons are fighting on the inside of it, screaming and tormented.

I ask Jesus, “Do You want me to clean the area of operation Sir?”  He does, so I go in and power wash the entire area with the Blood of the Lord Jesus Christ.  I spit-shine the walls, floors and ceilings and allow the evil debris to drain into a drain I install in the center of the floor.  I ask Jesus if He wants an altar.  He does, so I build a wonderful altar for her and Jesus to meet at, every time she’s feeling lust and I name the place “Righteousness.”  My Judge’s Victory begins laughing, telling me what she’s seeing, “I see the altar you just built.  It’s pure gold and it has “Righteousness” written on it.  It was a podium” and I ask Jesus, “Where would You like to go now Sir?”  He tells Victory, “Forgive your parents, for they know not what they do.”  She does and I instruct her to release them from condemnation.  She puts them into her cupped hands and throws them up into the air to let them go.  I ask Jesus, He’s satisfied and My Judge’s Victory sees Him standing at the altar, pointing at it and bowing while rotating His hand in a circular motion, as if to imply a gentlemanly salutation “Look what I did.”  We’re both laughing.  He’s so funny. 

I ask Jesus, “What do You want me to do next Sir?”  He gives me a first and says, “Write ‘The Parable of the Chains.’”  I agree.  I’ll do whatever He says, but I don’t know of any “Parable of the Chains” in the Bible.  He begins dictating the Parable and I begin writing and this is where we will finish this work with Victory for the day.  He instructs me to publish The Parable of the Chains on another page entirely and the reader can follow the link in this paragraph to read this parable.

We are done for the day.  Bless the Lord Jesus Christ, The Most High Creator of all things and His Holy Spirit who dwells with us.  He is the most awesome God and I adore Him. 

The Revelation of Time has Already Come

6 October 2023

My Judge’s Victory is still in a domestic violence shelter with her children.  Once on the phone, I ask how she’s been since our last meeting.  She complains of a “stressed life,” difficulty dealing with her husband and needing money to pay a bill, “But he won’t help me.”  I ask her, “How much do you need to pay the bill?”  She tells me, “$100.00,” so Jesus tells me and I Cash App her $200.00.  He is the God of abundance.  I thank the God of Creation, ask Jesus to protect us as we enter His battlefield and invite the Holy Spirit in to do His work through us.  We worship the Lord with a song of her choice, I test the Spirit and He tells me, “I Am that I Am He.”  He’s here and I’m crying, spinning in my barber chair, in my shop, in back of my home in Salisbury Maryland with The Judge’s Victory on the phone, six-hundred miles, eight and a half hours away from me.  Jesus can do anything!  Today, we find a “Bear” has stolen her voice.  Jesus tells her, “You will need your voice to work with prostitutes in Glendale, Ca. and we witness destruction just North of Los Angeles. 

After we worship, Jesus tells us, “We have work to do” and Victory says, “He keeps showing me a bear.  He wants me to get my voice back from this bear.”  I clarify this with Jesus and He affirms what she’s saying.  I never ask who the demon is behind this “Bear,” but we go to work right away.  When I confirm what she’s saying, Jesus shows her an iron bar, “with a pointed top, like you would find on an old iron gate.  It looks like a spear.  Jesus is standing there, holding it up for you.”  This “spear” is one of the bars from the old iron gate.  I ask Jesus, “What do You want me to do Sir?”  His reply makes me smile, “You know what to do” and I know I’m going to fight this bear for her voice.  He’s stolen her voice and I’m going to get it back! 

I don’t want to come across like I know what I’m doing all the time, because sometimes I do and sometimes I don’t, but Jesus is always teaching me.  I’m a willing student, but either way, tonight is one of those nights I don’t know what I’m doing and He’s definitely teaching me.  He instructs me as I go and corrects me when I make mistakes, like a father, The Father.  He’s so awesome!  I knock down the gate and this Bear stands on his hind legs, projecting an image of dominance, ready to attack.  I take the iron bar, with the spear at the top and thrust it into the bear’s chest and scramble his innards.  He’s standing there, bleeding from the wound and Jesus tells me I did it wrong.  “What?  I thought I was supposed to kill the bear,” but Jesus wants me to get her voice back from it.  I’m such a neanderthal.  I’m always trying to kill and break everything.  He’s teaching me there’s better ways to do everything and says one word, “Throat” and Victory is helping me to understand also.  Jesus tells me, “Her voice is in the bear’s throat” so I take the iron rod and swing it from my left to my right and slit its throat open, reach in and take her voice back.  As I’m writing this, I am reminded how, in the movie Little Mermaid, the Sea Hag (Witch), Ursula, makes a deal with Ariel and gives her the opportunity to become a human in exchange for her voice.  I don’t know what this means specifically or how it fits in with this situation exactly, but I find it interesting that this is the entertainment and witchcraft their system teaches our children. 

Anyway, the bear is dead, or gone and I know I’m to return Victories voice back to her throat.  I tell her, six hundred miles away, “Look up into the air and open your mouth, wide.”  She does and I drop her voice down into her mouth.  She tells me, “I see gold being dropped into my throat.”  I bless her voice, to be a strong one for His Kingdom, one that will penetrate the ears of the deaf and bring truth to those living under lies.  I anoint her voice with oil [The Holy Spirit] and Jesus says, “You’ll be able to calm the seas with this voice.”  I ask Jesus if I should clean-up the bear.  He says, “No, it’s finished” and shows her raging seas.  The Judge’s Victory is standing on these raging seas with Jesus and He tells her, “The time is coming.”

I ask Jesus, “What’s next sir?  You said we got work to do.”  I’m feeling comical and tell Him, “I got my work boots and gloves” and Victory begins to see birds flying around, “Like doves,” she says, “Gliding across the sky.”  I ask her to “Look close at the birds and tell me what their faces look like.”  We started off fighting a bear and I’m thinking these are enemies in the form of birds, but she answers, “They look like normal doves.  There’s three of them.”  I ask Jesus, “What do these doves mean?”  He answers, “Trinity.”

Victory asserts, “There’s a cave.  With a light at the top.  It’s like a tunnel, but goes up, not horizontal.”  I ask Jesus, “Where are we going, Sir?”  Victory answers, “He’s confirming my move to California.” She tells me how she’s been feeling that He wants to move her from where she’s at, but she has no money and lives in a shelter.  The move seems impossible as she gives me more information, “He’s opening the doors for this move.  Where I couldn’t find housing here, housing is opening up for me almost effortlessly there.”  She’s felt Jesus pushing her toward California recently, since her unfortunate circumstance with her husband.  She tells me, “I see a beach.  The coastline.  He’s telling me it’s okay to go!  He’s telling me, ‘Trust Me.  Glendale California.’”  Wow, I (Troy) and familiar with this area.  I’ve never been there, but I hear about it through the sources I’m familiar with, through what I do and through what I research.  I pull a Google Map of the area and explain what I know.  Glendale is directly north of Los Angeles and just northeast of Hollywood.  “You will be in the Belly of the Beast,” I tell her.  She tells me, “He’s giving me visions of prostitutes, telling me to go to them.”  This is amazing!  Jesus is telling her, “Go to them.  Show them My worth in them.  They’ve not been told this; they need to hear it and you will tell them.  You needed your voice to go there, to walk in authority.”  Wow!  Victory tells me, “My body is shaking.  Tears are coming out of my eyes, but I’m not crying.  My body is shivering, but I am not cold.” 

Jesus tells Victory, “There’s an earthquake of people” and shows her “I see them all in the streets.  They’re all bowing down, crying and the traffic has stopped.  They’re all in the middle of the street, repenting and crying out to Him.  I can’t see Jesus next to me right now, but I can see an image that they are bowing down to Him!  They can see Him, but I can’t right now.”  At this time, Jesus says, “God said He wasn’t going to flood the earth again, but He didn’t say He wasn’t going to send a tidal wave” and Victory sees a tidal wave crashing through the buildings in that area.  I’m researching this for the reader.  Glendale is 16 miles from the shoreline of Santa Monica.  This would have to be a monstrous tidal wave to crash through buildings all the way into Glendale. 

Jesus gives commentary on the situation, “These people aren’t bowing to Me.  They are bowing because of the magnitude of the destruction.  Then, to Me, because of it.  This tidal wave is for cleansing” as He references scripture alluding to “Fish which are taken in an evil net.”  He gives her this scripture as He shows her the wave, indicating, “This is serious” and shows her a clock, suggesting, “It’s time!”  I open the scripture [referenced/linked above] and begin reading.  I ask Jesus, “What Bible translation do You want me to use when I write this?”  He answers through Victory, saying, “ESV” and Victory is in awe, asking me, “Is that a real version of the Bible?  I’ve never even heard of it before.” 

Jesus makes the remark, “The Revelation of the time has already come” and I ask Him, “Is there anything You want me to do for Victory?”  He advises me to, “Free her.  Prepare her for her walk” as He’s taking her up the stairs of a lighthouse, in the spirit, in a vision.  I’m praying in the natural, to free her, and He’s walking her up the stairs with a lantern.  He’s teaching her as He says, “When you see this lighthouse [the image, in your spirit], remember I Am the anchor of your soul.” They reach the top and Jesus has one hand on His waist and the other hand out, directing her, as if a maître d’ would at a fancy restaurant, leading her, right this way ma’am.  He tells her, “Stay in this Light [the bright light at the top of the lighthouse].”  Then, He says, “One more thing,” as if to imply He’s leaving, “Keep hope and keep faith and trust in Me.”  Victory is hugging Jesus in the spirit.  They finish, He turns and begins walking away, not looking back.  I yell out to Jesus, satirically, “Shouldn’t we say goodbye?”  He’s walking away, without even giving me a look-back, and throws His hand in the air to wave, as if to say, “I told you I’m leaving.”   

We kill a bear, get her voice back, she receives her new mission, we see destruction and Jesus still exits on a laugh.  The Judge’s Victory is going to Glendale California to save prostitute’s lives.  I love this job!

The Church is like Pharaoh

13 October 2023

The Kingdom of Darkness is always trying to frustrate our King’s intentions for His will and people.  Unfortunately, sometimes it works.  Free-will happens and sometimes His people are listening to the wrong voices.  It’s not as if He’s surprised.  He’s longsuffering, full of mercy, grace and understands the imperfections of our human flesh.  Don’t forget, He became flesh and understands every temptation we go through.  Getting together with My Judge’s Victory today is a challenge.  She’s being redirected away from Jesus’ plan, I confront, she comes in line and she puts Jesus first.  What He has in store for us is not lengthy, but significant and valuable!  Jesus tells me to feed Lazarus some Bread of Life and give him Living Water to drink.  She’s shown a dry rib cage in the desert and Jesus describes that the dry bones are The Church.

I ask Jesus to prepare the battlefield, send confusion into the camp of the enemy, bind the strongman and we worship The Lord God Almighty to a song of her choice.  During our worship, Jesus shows Victory ribs, “Not like a rack of ribs [on a plate],” she says, “Ribs, like of a human, or an animal.”  I invite the Holy Spirit in to navigate our journey and Victory tells me, “He’s already here.  I saw Jesus as we were worshiping.  He was just standing there, waiting to be invited in.  He’s the One who showed me the rib cage.”  Jesus is here with us, to do work, and Victory inserts, “He’s showing me Him in a different way.”  I ask, “How do you mean?”  She answers, “I feel Him telling me, ‘I don’t look like how people paint Me.’  His features are different.”  I’m a little apprehensive.  Maybe this Jesus is an imposter.  It happens, the Kingdom of Darkness has fake Jesus’, fake Holy Spirits and they all want to be gods.  Everything’s happening so fast today, I haven’t even had the chance to test the spirit yet.

I toss a pre-test challenge to this “Jesus,” who claims not to look as other’s paint Him, “What about that little girl who painted an image of the Jesus she met in a vision in Heaven?”  His only response, “I’m not like people paint Me.”  Okay, I’m not sure about all this and I don’t really care about the image the little girl portrays of Jesus; I don’t worship any images of Him anyway, I just want the real Jesus!  So, I test the Spirit. 

Some, who read my experiences, contact me and ask, “How do you test the spirit?”  I always imbed a link to 1 John 4:1-3, people read it and still ask me, so I will write a variation of what I use to test, here.  I never say it the same way, but these are the tenets of my challenge: “Do you claim that God became a man, through a virgin birth, lived a sinless life, was led to the slaughter, crucified on a cross, buried in the earth for three days, resurrected Himself and ascended to the right hand of the Father to intercede for the sins of mankind.”  I’ve encountered many demonic beings (umbrella term for all Kingdom of Darkness – non-human – related beings, to include Satan himself) over the years and none of them can claim this fact.  Many can say the name Jesus, some call themselves Jesus, but I always find out.  Some can sing worship songs, just like us, as they mock us.  These are the ones sitting next to you in the pew of your church!  But none of them can deny what I’ve written.  I don’t really understand it, but it’s Biblical and it’s true.  I test, He says, “I Am He, but that is not how I look.”  So, back to our experience.

I ask Victory to tell me about the ribs, but now there’s a human figure in her vision.  I ask her to describe the figure and she tells me, “It’s a male. He’s naked, with [worn and tattered] cloth around him.  He has black, curly hair and a mustache.  I have my war paint on [figuratively] and ask Jesus, “You want me to deal with this scrawny dude, Sir?”  Victory says, “He’s not bad.  He’s dying.  He’s all withered” and Jesus says the name, “Lazarus.”  I ask Jesus and He says, “He’s not dead, but alive” and I question, is this for Victory and myself or the entire Body of Christ.  Victory adds, “He’s begging for something.  He can’t talk but has his hands out, like a beggar.”  I ask Jesus, “What does he want?”  Jesus tells me to feed the Lazarus character in the vision.  I offer him the Bread of Life on a golden plate.  Victory tells me, “Jesus just opened a platter for the guy.  He’s also telling you (Troy), ‘He’s thirsty too,’” so I offer Lazarus some Living Water in a golden cup.  Lazarus accepts them both and Victory narrates, “He’s drinking AND washing his face in the Living Water.”  I think the Living Water will regenerate Lazarus’ body, but it refreshes his spirit.”  I ask Jesus, “Can we talk to this man,” but the man cannot speak.  Lazarus turns and walks away as Victory observes, “He’s refreshed.  He’s not feeble any longer” and Jesus shows her a skeleton.    

“It’s the same rib cage as before, but it’s in the sand.  There’s a head connected and it’s facing to the right.  There’re no legs, just the rib cage up to the head.  All I see is sand and bones.”  I ask Jesus, “Who’s bones are these?”  Jesus answers, “The dry man’s bones are The Church.”  I think to myself, “We just refreshed Lazarus” and ask Jesus, “What can we do to refresh your Church?”  Jesus replies right away, “No.  They’re going to turn to dust.  They’re not doing what I’m asking” and He shows Victory white priest’s collars being thrown on top the dry bones and they’re set ablaze.  I’m astonished and admit, “You’re justified and always do what’s right.”  The vision scares me a little, but I’m in total agreement and add jokingly, “I can throw some gasoline on there if You want me to Sir?”  Jesus laughs and replies, “You don’t need to do that.” 

Burnt pieces of the priest’s collars are flying in the air, like ash at a campfire, or when a newspaper burns.  Victory narrates, “The ashes are falling back over the dry bones” and He shows her that the entire scene is in Egypt.  “I see three pyramids,” she describes to me, “Three golden pyramids.”  I’m thinking this vision may be figurative for Coptic Christians in Egypt, but Jesus says, “The Church is like Pharaoh.  Instead of parting the Red Sea of water, I’m going to use the sand” and I realize, “This isn’t just for Coptic Christians.  This vision’s for the whole Church.”

Victory begins to see “all these demons,” far off, both black and red and she tells me, “They’re riding animal-like, scorpion-like things.”  I ask Jesus, “Are they coming up, from out of the pit?”  Jesus replies, “No.  They’re coming out of the churches.  Not up, but out and they’re traveling across the desert.  I will bury them in the sand.”  The demons are holding large chains.  The chains are used to hold their beasts like one would a powerful Pitbull, but on a much larger scale.  Jesus says, “These demons are waiting to release their beasts.”  I ask, “On the Church or the earth?”  He answers, “My people (please notice the distinction He makes between the three).” Suddenly, angels come down with bows to divert the demons with chained, scorpion-like beasts away from His people, into the sand.  “This is where I want them,” He says.  “What do we do when they get here,” I ask.  “Bind them and put them in the burning fire of Hell” Jesus answers.  The demons are resisting the angels.  They do not want to go into the desert area, but Jesus is standing, like five feet from the dry bones and there’s an invisible line the demons cannot cross; like a plane, layer or fixed boundary. 

Jesus shows Victory sashes, purple and blue, “They are crisscrossing in the wind,” she says.  Jesus then tells us, “I’m the One who established the Royal Priesthood.  There will be peace on earth because I established this, not man.”  The message is coming so fast I’m having a hard time typing the entire message and ask, “Please, hold on a minute. I’m catching up Sir.”   Jesus sends me an olive branch and says, “I’m sending you grace for your slow typing.”  He’s funny! 

He takes Victory into a Valley of Dry Bones and tells us, “Because of the idols and ancestors, these bones are dry.”  He gives her a short reel of what’s happening with the Church in our modern time and describes to us, “The Ba’al’s and Ashtoreth’s are still doing the same thing they’ve always been doing” and I agree, “There’s nothing new under the sun.”  Jesus continues, “They’re wondering why this is happening to them.  They can’t see it.  They’re at worship festivals, listening to other gods” and Victory adds, “I hear The Father, saying to Jesus, ‘So, like before, I let these groups come to pillage and take the land, because [All] Israel is supposed to be My chosen people [2 Kings 24].”  Then Victory sees, “This is only the beginning” and The Father says to Jesus, “They always want to see Me, so I will show them.”  Perhaps I’m not very smart, but I feel this statement is vague and I ask for more details and He continues, “The backsliding, the prostitution, the adultery.  I will remove My hand from the people in these countries who’ve forgotten about Me.  Scriptures are being fulfilled, but still no man knows the time and the place I will be coming.”  Jesus is done with this vision and tells us, I have to go back to the right hand.  I have to be about My Father’s business” and gives Victory the vision of a city.

“I see a city.  The scene changed and I see a city with rain.  The rain is poison.”  He’s gone and we get no explanation about the city and the poison rain.  He’s probably giving a clue for a later vision, like a teaser.  He’s always linking these visions, from the different people He has me working with.  I’m learning and He’s told me already, He’s telling a story through all these visions and messages.  Back to the unanswered question concerning Lazarus, “Is this for us (Victory & me), or the Body of Christ?”  The answer is, this vision of Lazarus is for the modern Church; not the entire Body, but those who worship a church system and not The Creator and His Messiah (notice the distinction). 

You can get mad at me if you want, but the Church will burn!  And Lazarus, the remnant, true believers, worshiping in truth and spirit, will be refreshed.  These will be raised from the dead, fed the Bread of Life and given Living Waters to drink.  These will bring in an era of harvest, blessing and the Glory of God.  Through these, miracles will be produced, there will be an age of healing and deliverance like none has ever seen!  This is your last warning.  Repent from this dead Church System and drink from Him, living Waters.  Refresh yourself and rekindle your First Love. The time is now!  Christian, you don’t have to die early in the ashes of a burning church.   

Jesus tells me to feed Lazarus some Bread of Life and give him Living Water to drink.  She is shown a dry rib cage in the desert and Jesus describes that the dry bones are The Church   Get ready for what’s coming Body of Christ! 

Turning Tables in the Rooms of Innocence

13 November 2023

My Judge’s Victory felt she was supposed to reconcile with her husband.  When she told me she was doing so, last week, I had a bad feeling about it.  She makes the move and when we speak about it today, she tells me, “I’m very depressed” and “My spirit’s not here.  I had to go back.  I had nowhere else to go.”  Victory confides in me, she’s been homeless around twenty times in her life and now she has children, none of which are from her current husband.  “My spirit is screaming to get out” she tells me, “I feel imprisoned, this is not how I chose to live!”  I don’t know what Jesus has in store for us today.  So far, He’s been using our relationship mostly for prophetic messages, but I know I want to address these issues for her.  He’s the Boss, we’ll do what He says, so I ask Him to send out angels, before us, wherever He’s taking us today, to protect us.  I send confusion into the camp of the enemy, we worship to a song of her choice and ask the Holy Spirit to conduct our journey today.  She sees that, “He’s been standing off in the distance, waiting for us to invite Him in.”  Jesus is here, I test Him and He replies to me, “I Am He” and to Victory, “The Father sent Me.”  We go to work, Jesus turns the tables because of her adultery against Him and doesn’t recognize her marriage.  Something’s tying her to a lifelong cycle of bondage. She severs an evil Strand of Three Cords and frees herself from the one who steals her innocence.

I ask Jesus, “What can we do for Victory today, Sir?”  He doesn’t respond to me, but Victory directly, “He is mad at me.  Now He’s telling me, ‘You’re like the Pharisees,’” hypocrisy, as she sees Him turning tables.  “Now, He’s telling me I’m like the woman in adultery and He’s drawing a line in the sand,” she tells me.  I ask Jesus, “What can we do about this, Sir?”  Jesus addresses Victory, directly, once again, “How can you be sorry if you keep doing the same things you say you’re sorry for” and shows her the scripture for forgiving seventy times seven in her mind.  He, then, drops His words in my mouth and I recite to her, “Like the woman who committed adultery, you’ve committed adultery against Him” and I ask the question, straight-out, “Jesus, do You recognize her marriage?”  Jesus tells me, “No” and, at the same time He tells Victory, “No” and she mentions something I’d forgotten, something she’s told me in the past, “The Holy Spirit told me to leave when I was standing at the altar.  He warned me, but I did it anyway.”  Jesus is giving me [Troy] the feeling something is tying her to her husband and not allowing her to go.  It keeps her coming back, I mention this out loud and Jesus answers through her, “There’s a manipulating demon, and Imp (little ugly demon) who agitates situations and keeps her in bondage.”  We got him!

I ask Jesus if we can free her today.  He responds, “She’s already free, but she will not move in Me.  I’ve already moved her four times, but she keeps coming back.”  I ask, both Victory and Jesus at the same time, “What’s in her flesh, that makes her go back?”  She gives the answer she hears, “A cycle of psychological [bondage]” and I begin hearing the Bible book, “Song of Songs.”  “He wants to be the Love of your life.  That book can be a little suggestive and cringy for a Bible book,” I confess, “but it’s a wonderful story of how He feels for you and how you should feel for Him; a wonderful love story for the Groom and the Bride.  He wants your love, [Victory], what’s going on outside of that’s adultery.”  I tell her she’s tied herself to the being behind this unacceptable relationship and Jesus goes a step further, “You need a deep-rooted commitment in Me.  I need you to walk with me, not with your flesh and not these unauthorized relationships.” 

I ask Jesus, “Is the Imp helping her to make these decisions?”  He responds, “Through a soul tie.  There’s many.”  I ask Jesus, “What can we do, Sir,” but He’s stands there, silent, and Victory understands, “The Imp is claiming me.  I experience fear [in these relationships], it grips me and makes me go back.”  The Imp has legal right to bind her to destructive relationships.  This has been her pattern, her whole life.  I realize that this Imp is only responsible for a small part.  She has a much larger system(s) set-up within her areas of dominion, one(s) designed to bind her to these destructive relationships, from before her own birth.  These relationships are not recognized by Jesus and are adulterous to both Him and the Father.

It shouldn’t be a shocker to the Christian reader that Jesus doesn’t recognize her marriage.  The reader should consider their own marriage.  Who’s asking The Lord of all Creation if the one they’re marrying is the one He intends them to marry.  Does anyone truly consult Him or are we following our own desires and feelings?  Even if one does ask first, if He doesn’t give the “thumbs-up,” who would truly listen?  Most don’t, and the pastors will marry them anyway, without a proper answer from The King and receive a stipend for it; they get paid.  No wonder Jesus is turning the tables over, in her vision, in the beginning.  Yes, The Lord God hates divorce, but when one looks at it through the lens of His authorization, nothing outside His approval is Holy anyway!  The scripture says, “Therefore, what God has joined together, let no man separate,” but what if God didn’t bring the flesh together?  What if the decision wasn’t sanctioned by Him, but all you?   Would He stand in the way?  Free-will; certainly not.  What does Victory’s, or your, illegal marriage have to do with Him?  Harsh words, yes, but they’re truthful and the reader knows it.   

In light of the previous paragraph, He always makes an easy way for us to find forgiveness.  Jesus won’t interfere with what’s legal.  She made a deal; the Imp has claimed her and he’s right, she’s legally his in the spirit.  I tell Victory, “We need to break this Imp to set you free,” she goes into another vision and narrates, “I see me in a room.  I’m four years old, the room is empty [devoid of furniture] and I see boxes.  Jesus is showing me that the “good girl” is still in there.”  Jesus describes to her, “You still go into that room to find me [in the spirit].  You used to sing to me, even though you didn’t know Me.  Go back to being that person.  Be like a child.  The [real] bad [stuff] started happening [to you] around six [years of age].  The one who was before six is still there.”  This Imp came to her at four years of age, in that room.  He lied to her, she believed him and he entered her body; only four years old. 

I ask what she wants to do, free-will you know.  She tells me, “Jesus is telling me, ‘These things [at four years of age] weren’t your fault, but they happened and need to be dealt with.  Even though you forgave your parents, they’re still accountable’” and tells her this, concerning her father, “When you sit down to eat with a ruler, consider carefully what’s before you and put a knife to your throat if you are a [person] given to appetite.  Do not desire his delicacies, for they ate a deceptive food.”  Victory continues, “He’s also showing me my mother is Jezebel, she devours every man she comes in contact with.  I don’t want…”  She begins to make the statement that she doesn’t want to be like her mother and Jesus interrupts, “You don’t devour, they devour you” and shows her the church of Ephesus, to which He says, “You’ve lost your First Love, [of this] you’re guilty […] your innocence…” 

As I write this to you, I quickly look up the scripture in Revelation concerning Ephesus.  As Jesus is quoting this scripture, and, as it relates to My Judge’s Victory, she hates those who are evil, calls them out as liars, has labored for His Name’s sake and has not grown weary, but she has lost her First Love.  One other thing, the scripture agrees that she hates the deeds of the Nicolaitans.  Their deeds were rooted in occultism and bound by acts of sexual impurity; as in the sex that happens in ritual, occult ritual.  Are these impure, sexual acts tied to what Jesus implies about her father in Proverbs 23; the appetite for sexual impurity at the table of the ruler, as I’ve linked above?

She’s opened to another vision and sees, “There’s a rope tied to me.  The Imp is pulling me one way and Troy, you’re pulling me the other.  You’re trying to deliver me, but he doesn’t want to let me go.  I see, it’s a triangle.  He’s at the top, I’m to the bottom left of the triangle and you are at the bottom right.  The triangle is not closed; there’s nothing connecting the triangle at the bottom.”  I ask permission to go after the Imp, Jesus extends authorization, I bind him and demand, “How did you enter.”  He replies, “I used her innocence.  Trickery.”  She was four, in that room and he says, “I stole her innocence before the other one stole it.”  The “other one” is her cousin and the spirit behind him; she was sexually abused by him at six years of age.  I interrogate the Imp more, asking, “Did you have something to do with the six-year-old incident also?”  He replies, proudly, “Yes, she wasn’t talking to God [then], she was talking to me.  She’s easy to deceive.”  I declare The Curse of Broken Innocence, break it and torch everything in that house. 

The Imp is laughing and uses the Bible on me, “A three-fold cord is not easily broken.”  Victory tells me, “He looks like a troll.  He’s holding onto my past.”  I ask Jesus what we should do, but He’s moved back from the Imp and is not saying anything, again.  I realize it’s up to me, Jesus wants me to do this.  I tell Victory, “Renounce his cord.”  She does and I instruct her, “Now, pick up your Sword of the Spirit and cut his cord.”  She does, I pull the cord attached to him, lasso style, like a cowboy and toss the Imp into the flaming pit of fire.  I torch the remnants of his work, clean out the debris and coat the place with the Blood of the Lord Jesus Christ.  I ask Him if He wants an altar.  He says, “No, not an altar.”  He wants a pillar of cloud by day and pillar of fire by night.  This is Exodus 13.  Victory says, “He wants me to follow Him by the cloud by day and the fire by night.” That’s so awesome and He takes her into another vision.

 “Jesus is motioning me to follow Him with his hand,” she tells me.  He’s showing me a pasture, green everywhere.  I’ve never seen anything like this before.  There’s sheep everywhere.”  Jesus tells Victory, “You’re free now, with all the other sheep.  Now you can roam.”  She describes, “The sheep are white as snow, these are different [than any sheep I’ve seen before].  They’re roaming in peace, in this place with beautiful landscape.  He’s smiling at me because he knows I want to run.  He’s telling me, ‘There’s a freedom you will only know through Me, but you have to stay connected.’”  Jesus is carrying His Shepherd’s Crook and tells us, “I have others” to attend to, and leaves.  I don’t know why, but when He leaves Victory and me, He leaves abruptly, as if to say, “I got something else I need to go take care of,” as if He’s not everywhere at all times.  I find this to be so funny.  He doesn’t do this with anyone else I work with.  Victory says, “He’s walking away, leaving me in the pasture” and it occurs to her, “It’s Psalm 23!  The Lord is my Shepherd.  That’s what He’s showing me!”

No more work today.  Again, He walks out as quickly as He enters, waiving His hand in the air, “Goodbye.”  Until next time, Jesus.  We love You, Sir!

Setting Fire to the File Folders of My Life

30 November 2023

Personal struggles, distrust and navigating a separation from a manipulative, abusive husband is what’s on My Judge’s Victory’s plate while she struggles to raise her own two daughters alone.  She longs for healing, peace in her life and the ministry Jesus assures her is waiting for her in Glendale California.  In between all these things, Victory is experiencing dreams, of a prophetic nature.  She tells me, “In these dreams I smell, touch and feel; I’m very alive in this place.  I’m taken to many cities I don’t recognize, where I battle and when I return, I awaken with major migraine headaches.  As usual, Jesus is laying out the map for our next journey, His path for her freedom.  We go to The King, ask Him to cleanse us of all unrighteousness, to prepare the battlefield, relieve gatekeepers and bind the strongman in that house.  We worship The Creator with some old fashion gospel and I invite Jesus into our presence.  He tells her, “Yes” and me “I Am here Son.”  I test the Spirit and The Holy Spirit answers, “I Am He.”  He’s here.  We get to work and Jesus tells her this work is necessary.  We find a vulture-like demonic being, with his head on fire, eating the dead within her kingdom and Fear is using two human witch spirits from her past to haunt her. 

I ask Jesus what He wants to do with His daughter.  He tells me, “I want to talk about migraines and dreams.”  He instructs me, so I reach into her being for the one behind migraines.  Jesus tells her immediately, “Your relationship [with Troy] is like painting fences.  It’s long and tedious, but necessary.”  I call out “Who’s behind the migraines” and one answers, “Yes.”  I grab this one by the neck, demand its identity and Victory gets uncomfortable, telling me, “I’m looking up [in the spirit] and seeing a surgeon looking at me.  He’s coming at me with [surgical] instruments” and I ask Jesus if this is an attack or Him; like, is this a vision or do I deal with it.  He answers, “Metaphor” and Victory sees “There’s black liquid going back and forth.”  I demand identity, “Human or demon?” but there’s no answer.  I send in a warning, “I consider your noncompliance an act of aggression and I will attack you” and Victory begins to laugh at me, out loud.

This evil spirit’s mocking me and it’s manifesting through My Judge’s Victory.  She tells me, “I’m laughing, but not at you.  This spirit’s laughing at what you said.”  I send another warning, “I’ll tie you upside-down and set your head on fire if you don’t comply.”  No compliance, so I carry out my threat, the one laughs even harder and Victory hears, “My head’s already on fire.”  I ask the function of this spirit, Victory tells me, “I see one huge eye, looking at you and mocking you.”  I send an arrow through the chest of this spirit, interrogate more and she feels she hears it trying to give an identity.  She explains, “Nephoid. Nepoid.  I can’t make it out.”  I’m getting aggravated with this stubborn spirit and tell it, “You’re more like a hemorrhoid,” implying, he’s a pain in my [BEEP!].  I ask Jesus, “Is this thing a human or a demon?”  He says, “You know” and this evil spirit confesses for the first time, “I’m the destroyer who comes in through agitation” and displays himself.  Victory describes this vulgar being, “He’s black.  Winged.  Some kind of vulture.  He has a beak, but not a bird, wings, but not a bat.  He’s showing me his head [which is] on fire.  He’s pecking on my skull.”   Well, he wasn’t lying about the head on fire part.  I interrogate, “How did you get in there?”  He answers, “Dead things.  I feed on the carcasses of the dead.”  I ask who feeds him and he answers, “Hell.”  I lay a siege ramp around his kingdom and cut off his food and water supplies, but he still won’t tell me the curse he’s hanging onto.  I steal the dead carcasses out of her stomach and throw them in the pit to burn.  He replies, “I’m still eating.  There are always dead things to eat around here.” 

Jesus is training me on Speed & Efficiency, but this vulture is playing hard to get and I can be neither speedy nor efficient.   Suddenly, another character enters the vision.  Victory narrates, “There’s another bird here.  But this bird is fighting the vulture, flying around it, striking it.  It’s swooping in, attacking [the vulture being].”  This is The Holy Spirit.  He’s come to help us with this vulture.  I take my sword, chop off the vulture’s wings and demand its point of entry.  Victory narrates what she’s seeing, “[The vulture’s] on his side.  Knelt over.  He can’t fly.  You cut his wings off.”  I ask Jesus, “Is this vulture generational or here through her sin?”  He tells me, “Generational.”  In an act of Speed & Efficiency I coach Victory to forgive her ancestors for making a deal that gave her migraines.  She does, I cancel The Curse of the Skull Pecker, pull out his hooks and Victory is shown cemeteries.

Witchcraft and the occult are very prevalent in the town Victory grew up in.  She tells me, “When I was young, my dad would take me into cemeteries.  It was creepy.  We went to all different cemeteries to visit my dead relatives.  He would force me to talk [to my dead ancestors],” Victory tells me, “Sometimes I dream about cemeteries,” so I destroy memories tied to death, clean-up the areas of death and destruction, replace the vulture’s altar of death and replace it with an Altar of Life.  Jesus concurs, I name His altar “Life” and tell Victory, “When you have these memories of death and destruction, visit Jesus at this Altar of Life and seek His instruction on how you should think.”  I restore the death caused by this vulture character and ask my Jesus, “Are You satisfied, Sir?”  He replies, “I’m satisfied, My son” and Victory begins to feel as if she’s freezing.

“I’m freezing all the sudden, like ice cubes are running through me as soon as you began to replace that altar.”  I snatch the one behind the ice cubes and Victory hears, “It Follows.”  I retort, “What follows?  Are you human or demon?”  She hears, “Fear.  I’m holding onto the fears of her childhood” and shows Victory she’s been frozen with fear, her whole life.  Victory confirms this to be true and Jesus tells me this Fear is generational.  Victory, then, sees something that freaks her out and tells me with urgency, “You have to bind up all these ladies or something.  They’re haunting me.”

She’s seeing human, female, dead spirits from her past.  I ask and she recounts, “Where I grew-up, there were these two sisters. They were old then, like, in their 80’s, and I was just a child.  They were short, white hair, creepy, and mean looking.  They never got married and never had children.  One of them would sit in the window of their house, rocking in a chair, looking out the window all day.  The neighborhood children used to play ball next door and when one of us would hit a ball over their fence, she would get out of her chair, walk outside, pick up the ball and take it back into her house. 

One day, a ball was hit over the fence, not too far into her yard, but close to the fence.  She came out to get it and I was close to her.  I asked her, ‘Can you just give us the ball back?’  As I’m telling you this, I’m shaking and freezing.  The old lady answered me, ‘You kids have no respect for my property.’  I told her, ‘We’re just kids.  We just want to play, give us back the ball.’  She does, but she haunts me until today.’”  The scary old lady looks at her intently, throws the ball back to Victor, over the fence and walks back in the house.  Jesus tells me “The lady cursed the ball” and I begin to evangelize this old, dead, human witch spirit.  She’s evil and wants no part of Jesus.  I call down two angels to escort her out of Victory and to the feet of Jesus.  He will deal with her.  I break The Curse of the Baseball, Victory forgives both sisters for being so mean and scary and tells me, “I’m getting warmer, but another lady’s coming up now.”

I announce, “Lady, are you human or demon?”  We hear, “Both” and I ask if she’s a hybrid.  This lady shows Victory an image of the woman who played Frankenstein’s bride, “She’s dead [a dead human spirit, not alive] and looks dead,” meaning, she looks decayed.  “She’s trying to take my soul, my light” Victory tells me, “I remember this woman in my town.  She would dress in lingerie, wear a large crucifix around her neck and carry a huge Bible, telling everyone, ‘Come to the light.  You will die in your sins if you don’t come to the light of Jesus.’  One day she came to our school, on a bike.  She got off the bike, close to us kids, carrying her Bible and crucifix, telling us we need to come to the light.  She would say, ‘Come to me.  Come to me.’  One of us ran in to get the teacher.  The teacher came out to confront her and she began telling us ‘You’re all going to Hell!’  I’m getting cold again.”  I give this dead, human, witch spirit the option of life, not death.  Dine with the King or be eaten by the dead.  Vehemently, she chooses death.  It’s her kingdom and she loves it.  Victory forgives this woman for cursing her and, with Speed & Efficiency: I call down two angels to arrest this witch and take her to the feet of Jesus.  Victory narrates, “She’s being pulled, backwards by the angels, facing me, kicking and screaming.”  I clean the area, burn the witchcraft and bring the Light of Jesus into it.  I ask, no altar, but Jesus tells me to “Build protection,” so I build the same Holy Spirit Dome over this place that I put over my household every day.  I ask Jesus, “Are You satisfied?”  To which, He replies, “I am satisfied.”  

The rocking chair witch and the crucifix, Bible toting witch are both gone; those Areas of her Dominion are now cleansed and she will be tortured by them no longer.  Jesus chimes in and instructs Victory, “Tell him the ‘Gun Story.’”  She complies and narrates, “When I’m 8-9 years old (all these stories are from this same era), my father was working third shift and it’s just my mother and us kids in the house.  We lived in an old, huge, Victorian type house.  My mother would sneak cigarettes, keep her habit from my dad and sneak downstairs to smoke while dad was out working.  This house had great big doors with deadbolts, very secure.  The back door was double doored and bolted.  On this night, she goes down to smoke and hears something rustling in the pantry.  The house is secure, so she freaks out and grabs my dad’s gun, yelling at me to call 911.  She doesn’t know how to operate a gun, so she’s yelling at me to call the police while pointing the gun at me.  It freaked me out.  We’ve run upstairs and we hear heavy footsteps coming up the stairs.  My mother threatens, “I’ve got a gun,” the steps stop, but never go back down and the police finally arrive.  They surround the house, but cannot get in because of these big, crazy, Victorian doors and we don’t want to go down the stairs.  Finally, my mother has to go down and let them in.  They search the house but find nothing.  My mother walks them out. They tell her they’ll hang around for another half an hour or so, to make sure.  She comes back in; we’re walking down the hallway and she sees the man standing in the bathroom.”

The cops come back in, search the house again and come up empty.  The mother is freaking out and they now think she’s crazy.  Victory shares, “Troy, three people died in that house before we lived there.”  I don’t care about that, but I want to find the origin of this intruder.  I reach into her being and grab the one behind the trauma, the familiar spirit.  I pull the spirit up, he’s a demon, I feel his name’s “Fear,” he’s exposed and he tells her, “I follow you wherever you go.”  It was fear who enslaved the spirits of the dead human witches and used them against her, trying to steal her Victory and Jesus lets us know, “The curse is from my mother.  I remember, I was about four.  She would make me watch horror movies with her, because she was too scared to watch them all by herself.”  I ask Jesus, “Did Fear enter her through a horror movie.”  He adds, “Through the mother.  Through things she said.  Where she took [Victory].”  Victory confesses, “I was exposed to so much.”  I break The Curse of the Mother’s Disfunction, but it’s not just the mother.  Her mother’s ancestors have done a job on this bloodline, so I create a group.  I take all the curses of the ancestors, I target Fear through the ancestor’s curses, put them all in a ball and tell her to forgive them all, both the dead and the living.  She does, I set the ball of curses on fire, take Fear’s hooks out her flesh, put my hooks into him, pull him out and throw him into the pit of fire to burn.  Jesus speaks and tells her, “It is done.  Don’t talk about this anymore.”

Smoke and Mirrors on Hollywood Boulevard

11 December 2023

My Judge’s Victory doesn’t feel like talking in our start-up time today.  I know she’s been through a lot and I empathize with her.  We move on and I lay the foundation for today’s excursion: I ask Jesus to prepare the battlefield, plead for our forgiveness, cancel triggers established by the enemy, send confusion into their camp, relieve gatekeepers, bind the Strongman and ask The Holy Spirit to enter and navigate.  She can’t figure out a worship song to worship the Lord God with, doesn’t care really, settles on Reckless Love, by Cory Asbury and during worship I’m asking Jesus to show her something special today.  We come out the other side of worship and I invite The King in to do His work.  He’s not answering her, but tells me, “I AM here.”  I test the Spirit and He tells me, “I Am He.”  We begin and Jesus tells me, “Clean her up!”  She’s been listening to the voice of Lucifer and sees a Dragon using mirrors to trance those on Hollywood Boulevard. 

I really want to establish communication, don’t beat around the bush and ask, “Why isn’t she hearing You today?”  Usually, Victory’s already sees Jesus standing off in the distance while we’re worshipping, waiting for the invitation to come in and do His work but today, there’s no Jesus, smiling at her, waiting in the wings.  He does, however, answer my question, “She has things in the way.”  I ask Him, “What are these things” and He answers, “She knows.  We can take care of it.”  So, I ask, “You want me to tell her?”  “Yes,” He answers, “Tell her.” 

I don’t tell, instead I ask, “What do you know that I don’t know” and she bursts out crying.  She begins to tell me, “I keep thinking that He’s going to ask me, ‘What have you done with your life,’ like, with the talents He’s given me.  My gifts.  I’m afraid I’ve buried His [the things He’s given me].  Like I’ve not used them, wasted them.  I’m afraid of answering Him when He asks me, ‘What have you done with your life?’”  I ask Jesus, “What do we do about this, Sir?”  He answers, “Clean her up.” I ask, “How?” and He responds, “My Blood.  Send it in to cleanse her.”  I ask if she is willing, she answers, “Yes,” so, I put on my maintenance guy clothes (I learned this from Him by the way), grab a duster from the maintenance closet of Heaven and dust off the evil stuff that’s gathered around her gifts; the things clouding and holding her back.  I use tools from my tool belt, make adjustments, grab my power washer and power wash the entire area with the Blood of Jesus Christ.  I ask Jesus if there are any demonic structures built around this area and He replies, “We will do that together.”  I prepare the area of operation for His work and He tells me He’s “Satisfied.” 

I ask Him, “What’s next” and He tells me to “Open her ears,” so I pray them open for business.  I dip my fingers in the Blood of Jesus and massage them into her ear holes (spiritual) and command them to be open.  Victory tells me, “I can hear now, but I still can’t see.  I keep understanding, ‘I’ve led all these people to you, what are you going to do with them?’”  The enemy has been stealing resources Jesus provides her, mainly through human efforts.  Jesus reminds Victory, “I’m giving you the means to get out of this situation, but you don’t get out the situation.”  I ask Jesus what our next step is and she hears, “Submit.”  She adds to His statement, “But, to what” and Jesus says in my ear, “What voice are you (Victory) listening to?” 

Jesus continues His line of questioning to Victory, “I’ve given you ears [to hear], who are you listening to?”  Victory tells me, “I keep hearing, ‘It’s safer in here, than out there.’”  This isn’t Jesus!  And I don’t believe a spirit’s communicating with My Judge’s Victory directly, I believe Jesus allows her to intercept enemy communications; something not intended for her to hear.  I yell into that house, “Who’s the one behind these lies” while I reach in and I grab the one.  I demand the name and she hears, “Smoke.”  I interrogate, “Human or demon,” but there’s no reply.  I announce, “I will consider your noncompliance an act of aggression and attack you” and we hear, “Many in One.”  I call out Legion’s name because he is Many in One.  I throw a spear and pin one to the floor, dash his teeth and ask, “How did you get in here?”  Victory sees mirrors and a dragon, telling me, “The dragon is pinned down with mirrors off to his side.”  The dragon gives me a rhyme, “You forgot, my name is Smoke.  Now you see me, now you don’t.”  Victory mentions, “I see his teeth and the mirrors…all smashed.” 

I pull the dew of living waters down on smoke and demand his point of entry.  He’s still sarcastic and says, “The world.”  I think for a minute and fire another question, “Is she worldly?”  The dragon named Smoke responds, “She’s in between two worlds.  The Smoke is in between the two worlds.”  He’s stopping her from crossing over, lawfully, from one world to the other.  This may sound fantastic to the human reader because of our contemporary view of reality, but don’t forget Christian, you are soul, spirit and flesh and operate in all these parts of your being.  I ask Smoke directly, “Are you separating her flesh from her spirit?”  He answers, “Yes. I rise up and send an illusion to confuse the connection between the flesh and the spirit.”  I ask if his attachment to her is “Generational or local [to her sin]?”  He answers, “The mother’s [blood] line.” 

The connection is generational, so I need to find the deal which allows the attachment.  I ask Smoke the deal and Victory begins telling me what the Holy Spirit is showing her, “My mother lived in California as a teenager and had an abortion.”  I ask, “Is this your entry point, Smoke?”  he answers, “Yes” and I continue, “Do you work for Legion?”  Smoke answers as if I should already know, “We all work for Legion.”  From his answer I know there’s a group working under legion and Smoke’s the commander of this group.  If I take out Smoke, the group leaves with him.  I tell Victory and she forgives her ancestors for making any deals that allow this group authority over her life, beginning with the mother and, backwards, down the bloodline to Adam & Eve.  I ask Smoke, “What did you give them,” as if to imply, “What was the deal you made?”  Smoke tells me, “Hollywood Boulevard” and it clicks in my head, “What the enemy intends for harm, Jesus will use it for good!”  Jesus is sending Victory right back to where the initial curse developed to destroy them.  They think they own her, but He will destroy them with her!  So awesome!

Smoke brags about his attachment and deals, “I have them, they’re freedom.  I give them freedom; not from sin, but to sin.”  I question, as if I really need to ask, “What did you take in exchange?  Smoke answers, “I take their souls.  All who come here (Hollywood)” and Victory hears, “I am Legion.  You are never going to get us. We will never stop” and she describes how indignant he feels inside her.  I coach her to ask forgiveness for participating in this curse.  She doesn’t understand, so I ask Jesus if He will show her.  She says, “Like an idol.  I see musicians.”  I tell the one inside, “To be an idol, a star, right Smoke?”  He answers, “Yes.  The allure” and Victory’s vision is opening up.  Victory tells me, “I see people looking into the windows of shops down Hollywood Boulevard and Smoke is putting them into a trance.”  I assert, “Fame and fortune, right Smoke?”  He answers, “Yes.”  I feel led by the Spirit, call in to anyone involved in this evil work and make a declaration, “I will break this curse and Jesus will use her to destroy your kingdom in Hollywood.”  In retaliation, still bound, Smoke responds, “If she can find me.  I rise through the sewer smoke” and Victory understands, “Because he’s filth.”

Victory asks forgiveness for her participation in this curse and her phone hang’s up on me.  I call back and she tells me, “I don’t know what happened.  I didn’t hang up the phone!”  We continue and she repents for idolatry, lust of the flesh, etc.  I ask Jesus and He’s “Satisfied.”  I break the Curse of the Smoke, send The Blood back through the history of her generations, destroy the works throughout the ancestor’s times, put my hooks in this dragon and suck out his Smoke with a holy vacuum cleaner from the broom closet of Heaven – I like to be creative – and I discharge his smoky @$$ into Hell.  Victory says, “I got a headache.”  I call out to Legion, “Is your buddy Smoke gone?”  Legions responds, “Yes, he returned to me.”  I pull out the sword Jesus gave, named Onyx, and I cut open many of Legions heads while I ask, “How did you get in?”  Legion answers, “We’ve been through this before and, obviously, here I am again.”  Me, “How?”  Legion in rage, “I’m straight demonic!”  I demand, “What deal did you make?”  Legion yells, “I don’t have to talk to you!” and Victory’s left ear begins hurting.

Legion is playing hard to get, so I turn to My King for help, “Jesus, how did he get in here?’  He answers, “She has attachments through her father’s bloodline” and Victory chimes in, “I don’t know about my father’s past.  He wasn’t like my mother.”  No worries, we keep it simple and maintain Speed & Efficiency.  I encourage her to “Forgive your father’s bloodline, all the way back to Adam & Eve” but something is projecting confusion on her, trying to frustrate this deliverance.  We work together, “Whatever deals they made, whatever rituals they did to tie you to Legion, forgive them.”  She does, asks forgiveness for her participation and I ask The Righteous King, “Are You satisfied, Sir?”  He says, “I Am satisfied” and she hears, “Cleanse with fire.”  I do the work, she feels lighter, but tells me, “I’m still having a hard time seeing and hearing.”

I ask Jesus to speak to her.  I re-test His satisfaction with our work, so she can hear and He tells her, “I Am satisfied, son.”  She’s hearing and He tells her, “I will make My own altars” so I ask Him, “What’s next, Sir?”  He says, “We prepare her for Hollywood.  Smoke and Legion are holding her back.”  Jesus tells her to, “Be obedient.  Trust Me.  Listen to My voice” and He gives me a word for her; “Even though these beings came in through your generations you’re still responsible for the sin they create in you and the confusion they work through you.  So, when you’re not listening because of their influence you’re still guilty of not listening even though you didn’t ask him to come in.  I’ve replaced their false gifts with your intended gifts.”  Then I ask Jesus, “Open her hearing and command her spiritual eyes to work so she can see your vision for her life.”  I ask Jesus for confirmation and He tells me, “What you say, I will make so.”

I ask Jesus if the door had been closed to Glendale, California.  There’s no answer and Victory’s ears begin hurting again.  She tells me, “As soon as you called me today, they started hurting.”  I get His authorization, reach in and grab the one responsible for hurting her ears and place him in the position of attention.  She hears a voice directed at me, “If there’s something in you, Troy, that’s week, you can’t defeat these things.  Are you week?”  I demand, “Who’s asking?”  There’s no answer.  It’s not Jesus and I declare that “I will consider your noncompliance an act of aggression and attack if you don’t identify yourself.”  Nothing.  I attack.  Still, nothing.  This being is stubborn and quite powerful.     

I revisit Legion’s presence and I can’t find him.  We’re hearing nothing.  This being doesn’t want to be exposed, whoever it is.  I get my girls; my oldest daughter, my wife – The Kingdom Intelligence Forum – and mute my conversation with Victory.  We’re working for Victory, stealthily, as she’s patiently waiting on mute.  I unmute Victory and she sees a human spirit, a woman with a ponytail; one side of her hair is black and the other grey.  Her name is Cathy and I move to evangelize, “You know you’re not working for the right team, don’t you?”  She doesn’t agree and tells me, “I’m not working for the wrong team.”  I’ve yet to meet a human spirit in this realm who’s working for Team Jesus!  Regardless, I believe her to be an astral projecting witch spirit and ask respectfully, “Then who are you working for?”  Cathy replies, “The Angel of Light.”  I challenge, “What’s his name?”  She takes a minute and responds, “He can’t tell me.”  I know who this is!  Most involved in lower-level witchcraft follow this lying angel and he deceives them with false gifts while he’s planning their ultimate demise. 

I challenge her angel of light, “Jesus is the True Light.”  She doesn’t argue, but challenges my claim, “Then send Him in.”  I think she wants to see for herself, and, just like that, Jesus comes in and she knows the Truth.  Victory sees Cathy looking up, Jesus tells my wife, “I took her” and Cathy’s spirit is saved in an instant.  She was searching for Truth and fell in love with Him in a second. 

I clean the area of operation, Victory’s still seeing, but unfortunately the area’s still dark.  There’s always a demon behind a human spirit in these places; it’s illegal unless one has authorization from The King Himself, so I reach in, grab this spirit and squeeze the air out of his body.  This demon’s still rebellious and doesn’t want to answer.  I ask Jesus, “Who’s the demon behind Cathy?  It’s Satan, isn’t it?  The angel of light?”  Jesus answers, “Lucifer.”  I grab Lucifer’s head, spear him to the ground, staple his arms and legs to the floor, but he still refuses to speak to me.  I ask Jesus, “How do I make him speak,” but that’s the wrong question.  Jesus leads me to get her to divorce Lucifer and tell him she doesn’t want him anymore.  She does, my girls and I are working with Jesus and Lucifer is projecting his witchcraft.  I ask and Jesus tells my girls, “Generational.  Mother’s bloodline.”  Victory does the work, I clean the area of operation, Lucifer’s gone and I ask Jesus if He wants an altar.  He says, “Not yet” and I know Legion’s still there.

Legion’s still here, operating under a second curse.  My girls and I are working, Jesus says, “Time out.  Worship,” so we worship Him to Another in the Fire by Hillsong UNITED.  I set Legion’s confusion on fire and replace it with and angel of Clarity.  I ask Jesus, “Mother or father’s bloodline?”  He replies and Victory forgives her father’s ancestors all the way back to Adam & Eve for making deals and tying her to Legion.  She repents for her own participation, Jesus says, “Rebuke the curse,” she does and I break The Curse of Confusion over her life.  Lucifer’s the one working her in the beginning, it was all a lie!  But he’s gone now and we’re done for the day.