Table of Contents:

1. Nursery Rhymes and Children’s Curses
2. Sex, Dolphins & Bird Cages
3. A Witch at the Table of Jesus
4. Build the Army!

Nursery Rhymes and Children’s Curses

12 January 2023

Irish Fidelity contacts me because of a story I post on Facebook.  We speak through Facebook Messenger and she claims horrific stories from her childhood.  She’s experienced sexual and physical abuse, can’t remember most of her life before eleven years of age, has trouble sleeping currently, and can’t eat.  She says, “I think I have schizophrenia.”  She’s a heavy pharmaceutical drug user to cope with all her issues, has a lifetime of marijuana and mushroom usage inspired by her family, fractured skull, grand maul seizures, diagnosed manic depressive, and reliant on social security and disability income. 

Something is special about this woman.  The first time I see her name (FB Message) I get excited.  I’m later reminded of how the fetus of John the Baptist leaps in his mother’s womb when Mary comes near Elizabeth.  I’m no John the Baptist, or fetus, but I understand when Jesus is communicating with me.  I call, we schedule, and she doesn’t answer the phone.  The next day she sends me the message below, to the right.

We reschedule, I bind the spirits in her body a day before I call and she picks up today, straight away.  “This is going to be good,” I’m thinking.

We warm-up and I go into an interview period, to see if I can get a feel of what’s going on with her. She admits to obsessing over her mother, and the death of her husband.  She complains of a Christian song that won’t leave her head and how her mind acts delexically, where Biblical phrases will come to her, but the words will be “twisted around” as if to glorify something else, or reverse glorifying God. 

I decide to skip worship because of all the interference, pray protection over her and ask the Holy Spirit in immediately to give us what He wants to accomplish with her today.  He does, it doesn’t stop, and we get a List of 34.  Wow.  After He’s done, I ask Him, “Does Fidelity have a history of SRA, DID, or Generational Witchcraft?”  He simply says, “Yes.”  We’re in business now! 

I begin to call out the first spirit on the List of 34 and a laughing spirit comes up.  I ask, “Human or demon?”  “Human” she responds.  “How’d you get in?”  She tells me, “She was a kid.”  “Who do you work for?” I ask.  “Leviathan,” she retorts.  I get her name and Fidelity tells me, “That’s my mother!”  We’ll call Fidelity’s mother “Darling.”  Her spirit is a gatekeeper for Leviathan and gains authority through rape and incest.  She watches as her husband rapes his daughter ritually and continually over the years.  We do the necessary procedural stuff to break her curse and I’m throwing her out the house, to the Feet of Jesus when she says, “I have her [oldest] daughter.”  It’s a threat, but true.  Gone! Fidelity has three children; 20, 14, and 5. We’ll deal with this later. 

Next, I clean all gatekeepers out the way so we can move on to this rather large list.  The head of the gatekeepers tells me “I don’t have to [give you my name].”  “She wants me here,” he tells me.  She renounces him and I cast all the gatekeepers out the house into Hell.  Gone! 

Fear came in through “Darling.”  I ask “What curse?” and Fear tells me, “Fear enter me.  Fear not leave.”  Fear is a demon placed in Fidelity when she’s very young.  She forgives her mother, we renounce the curse and I send Fear to Hell.  Gone! 

I call Doubt and he comes up immediately.  Darling let’s this one in also.  I ask, “What’s the curse.”  “Double Double Toil and Trouble,” Doubt admits.  That’s right.  Most nursery rhymes and childhood stories are designed under the system of witchcraft so we repeat these curses over our children.  Just think about the stories you’ve read or were told as a child.  As I begin to break the curse, her fingers are shoved in her ears and her leg begins shaking.  Gone!

I call the next on the list and hear “F#$% No!”  “How?” I ask.  “Stronghold,” Resistance tells me.  I ask “What stronghold?” and he reluctantly admits, “Rebellion.”  I recite “Rebellion is as witchcraft,” and I ask “Who put you in there?”  Uncle “Fame” he responds.  “What’s the curse?” I ask.  “Do unto others as they do unto you,” he admits.  Uncle Fame used Christian phrases as word curses, sexually abused Fidelity, and used her hair in a sacrifice to his god, Buddha.  Fidelity tells me she used to sit on the swings as a girl and feel as if her private parts were stapled.  Me and Jesus pull out the staple, I break the curse. Resistance is Buddha and he leaves with a huge scream.  That Fat Buddha’s not such a nice guy, is he? 

I call Confusion and she feels spinning up to her head, like a tornado.  I escort Confusion straight to the courtroom of heaven.  Again, Darling puts him in Fidelity’s house through word curses; “Seeds,” and “Thoughts.”  I break the curses and she can’t catch her breath.  Suddenly she hears something like [not sure of my spelling.  Doesn’t matter, don’t read it out loud] “Ticki Ticki temble no serembo no seruchi pit berri pemble.”  I ask who’s there.  He responds, “Jack of all Trades.”  Jack comes in through storytime with Darling.  Fidelity sees herself sitting in a room with her mother for storytime.  She forgives her mother and we renounce the curse.  Confusion is Jack of all Trades and he gets stuck in her mouth!  She divorces Jack, he comes out and I send him to Hell.  Gone!  

We want to quit for the day, but this song keeps coming up during our time together. The song is a Christian song by Tauren Wells by the name of “Known.”  Neither of us know the song, but she keeps hearing the lyrics “I’m fully known and loved by you.” I look it up during our call.  I’ve been canceling this song out all session, but it keeps coming back, so I reach in and snatch the one behind the song.   The voice tells her, “I’m yours, but you’re mine.” Then tells me, “She’s ours.”  I ask, “By who’s authority?”  He says, “I am Lucifer.”  At first, I don’t believe he’s the actual Lucifer; perhaps one using Lucifer’s name and authority, so I ask, “How did you get this authority?”  He doesn’t speak to me again, but tells Fidelity “Dogma” and “Principles.”  Fidelity tells me, “I’m feeling and hearing how confident he is.  He’s much taller than me; a huge presence.”  I begin to believe that this IS The Lucifer. I want to be precise, so I get the definition of ‘Dogma” on my computer; it’s “a set of principles laid down by an authority as irrefutable truth.”  I ask Fidelity, “Who taught you all your principles as a child?”  She tells me, “My mother (witchcraft) and my father used twisted Biblical principles.”  I break the curses of Dogma and false Principles, destroy unholy assignments, release her from Lucifer and send him to Hell.  Gone! 

I’m still disturbed about this song surfacing so many times, so I smash the record player with a sledgehammer (it’s what came to mind), I destroy its power source and commanded that it never be played in this house again.  Fidelity feels a release, then begins to hear another song.  The lyrics are “There’s power in the name of Jesus.  Break every chain.”  I get ready to smash another record player and she stops me, saying “No.  I feel this is a good song [from Jesus].”  I use the lyrics, look it up on YouTube, play it, and she begins rejoicing and singing the song.  This is amazing!  We are both crying. Jesus replaced the cursed song with Break Every Chain.

Jesus is so awesome.  I clean up her house for the day.  Was Lucifer, The Lucifer? I’m still not sure, but his name is one on the List of 34, so we’ll find out.  We still have 29 to go and whatever else surfaces. 

Sex, Dolphins & Bird Cages

18 January 2023

Fidelity’s dream frequency has increased exponentially since our first meeting.  We stuck a broom handle into the hornet’s nest.  Good, I don’t act stealthily anyway.  Jesus told me I am His wrecking ball.  These dreams consist of sex, bird cages, and “Darling,” the mother, being present.  Also a man knocks on her door with very odd questions and tries to come in and have sex with her…in reality.  Her mother’s doing everything she can to remain in control and keep Fidelity bound under her spells.  We worship to her choice of Graves Into Gardens by Brandon Lake.  I pray in the Holy Spirit and He tells her, “X Marks the Spot.”

“X Marks the Spot” is a curse Darling would speak out over Fidelity when she’s a child.  I’m not going to write the curse, but it’s nursery rhymish in its delivery; like it appeals to children, but curses them.  Sick!  Fidelity tells me, “Mom would sit behind me on the floor and act out the words.  I address the rhyme, break the curse, and undo the rhyme piece-by-piece, backwards.  As I’m doing these things Fi interrupts me saying, “I feel the knife coming out of my back.”  Miracle!  Curse broken.

Leading into today, The Spirit’s been reminding Fidelity of “Dolphin,” who is on our list of 34, but is 15^th and we’re only on 3.  Hey, Jesus is the Boss, so we go straight to Dolphin.  “What are you doing?” I ask.  “Swimming.”  I continue, “Where?”  “Eternity,” he responds.  “Human or demon?”  “Demon,” he answers.  “Who put you in there?” I insist.  “Samu” he admits.  “What curse?” I interrogate.  “Pornography,” he confesses.  Samu is Fi’s ex-husband and has a horrible sex addiction.  He would solicit hookers, beat and rob them.  He’s fired for masturbating on the job and Fi loses her virginity to him.  They’re later reunited, “Darling” vouches for Samu, and convinces her daughter to marry him.  I break the curse of pornography, dry-up Dolphin’s waters and send him to Hell.  Gone! 

Fidelity is a product of Generational Witchcraft, as is Jersey in The Prince of Demons Lives in Jersey and I feel the Spirit nudging me to use the same prayer I borrow from Dan Duval at Bride Ministries in Houston Texas.  I can’t tell you everything, but she rehearses the prayer – which is quite lengthy – and I ask her to keep me posted on what’s happening inside her as she reads through the prayer.  This is what she shares with me: 

When she begins reading, a voice inside her says, “Not going to happen.”  She then receives pain in her hip, I attack it, it goes away.  Later she begins to spit phlegm.  She gets a vision of her mother being stuck through with a sword and thrown to the side (awesome!).  When we pray against the Illuminati, she sees an image of her grandfather.  She gets lightheaded and sees a vision of a pentagram in a circle on the ground, but the candles are being dumped into it and wax is running everywhere.  Suddenly she’s seeing clearer.  She gets a sharp pain in the back of her head and sees an image of Samu, the ex-husband.  Then she sees an image of her dad and his mother, both dead.  She sees a 1980’s computer being thrown against the ground and sparks flying. 

When she finishes, I ask, “How do you feel?” She replies, “I feel like jumping all over the place.”  The Spirit of Darling (her mother) is gone.  Abandonment and rejection, gone.   I call the next on the List of 34, Pride.  He comes in through a curse of protection.  “Who made the deal?” I ask.  Pride responds, “Fidelity.”  I ask the Spirit to show her the deal.  She sees herself at eight years old, being abused.  She asks for help, but not from Jesus.  I know, she’s only eight!  Doesn’t matter.  Demons wait for opportunities and take what they’re given.  I break the curse and cast him into Hell.  Gone!  

Lucifer is next on the List of 34, but he left last time.  I call into her house for Lucifer anyway.  She sees a very large black figure with wings stand up as I call him.  I ask, “Why are you still here?  What are you holding onto?”  He doesn’t talk to me, but says to her, “I don’t believe [this].  I don’t want to go.  I [am] hope[ing] this fails.”  He has nothing, no legal rights.  I send him to Hell and as I do Fidelity sees him in a kneeling position, he opens his wings, takes off and he’s gone. 

Sexual Perversion, Snake, and Anger go quick.  Sexual Perversion comes up.  He comes in through a soft-porn type movie she watches on Showtime on her grandfather’s TV when she’s much younger.  She asks forgiveness, renounces the curse and I send him to Hell.  Gone!  Snake is under her right rib cage.  He enters when she steals a candy bar at three years old.  She repents, I break the curse and escort him to Hell.  She sees four snakes slithering into flames.  Wow! 

Anger comes in and hides himself under two curses: The curse of G-Ma Mo and The Curse of the Latvia House.  G-Ma Mo is Fidelity’s mean grandmother.  Fi could never stand up to her, she was scared of her.  I break the curse, but Anger’s still there.  I ask, The Holy Spirit shows, and Fi begins to “zone out.”  I call this a trance; so, she trances and sees herself as a child, angry with her parents, breaking dishes, foaming at the mouth.  She asks forgiveness, repents, renounces The Curse of the Latvia House and Anger’s gone. 

The plot thickens with Fidelity.  Fi’s learning her whole family’s a bunch of high-level witches.  Success, and we live to fight another day!  We have much more work to do.     

A Witch at the Table of Jesus

2 February 2023

First thing I do today is check and see if Darling is gone; she is, Halleluiah! 

G-Ma Mo is Irish Fidelity’s “mean grandmother” and I have her on my notes to pray against at the beginning of our next meeting – I’m intending to use the same prayer I get from Dan Duval’s, Bride Ministries.  During my interview process I learn of a dream Fi has in between our last meeting and today.  In the dream there’s a long table.  At the table sits G-Ma Mo and many others, as she says, who look like “Elders.”  Fi describes how she’s trying to get to the table, but no one allows her in.  I tell Fi, “We all sit at a table; whether it’s the table of Jesus, or the table of [Satan/Ascended Masters/Venerated Ancestors/Witchcraft Coven/etc..]”  “Whos’ sitting at the head of the table?” I ask.  She tells me she can’t see who’s at the head of the table.  I think G-Ma Mo is sitting at a table of witches, because that’s where she comes from, and I tell Fi I’m going to send her back to that table in her dream and I want her to tell me who’s sitting at the head of the table. 

I pray, we thank The Father and worship Him. I invite the Holy Spirit in to take over the process and send Fi’s spirit back into that dream.  She tells me her eyes are flickering, there is a bright light and she hears the name “Jesus.”  “What?” and I ask Jesus, “Why is G-Ma Mo sitting at Your table?”  He responds, “She was called.”  I’m blown away and ask, “Called for what?”  “For service” He replies.  I ask, “But isn’t she a witch?”  Fi hears, “Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. Yes. Yes.”  I ask Jesus, “What do you want me to do with her?”  He tells me, “Release and guide her.”

Things get crazy now.  I ask, “What do you want to do next Jesus” because He’s totally in control now.  He says, “Rainbow. Turtle.  Bear.”  Okay, so I call out a rainbow and try to snatch it like a demon.  Nothing!  I’m confused.  I ask the Holy Spirit and He replies, “A bridge to the Turtle.”  Okay, so we go over a rainbow and look for a Turtle.  Fi immediately sees (in her vision) a huge truck running over the Turtle.  I ask Jesus, “Who is this Turtle?”  He tells us, “Temptation.”  “What do You want me to do?” I ask.  He tells me, “Tell it to stop.”  I do, in the name of Jesus.  It stops and an extremely angry Bear comes running out at us.  I bind the Bear, she sees a “Rock” and Jesus tells her, “It is finished.”  Gone!  I clean the room with the Blood of Jesus.  I get crazy and mop the floors with it, paint the walls with it and pour a cornucopia of the Fruit of the Spirit into the space.  She interrupts and tells me she’s seeing a vision of what I’m speaking out of my mouth.  Crazy!  I ask and Jesus tells me the Turtle and the Bear are human spirits.  I ask “Who?” but He doesn’t tell me. 

“Who’s next Jesus?”  Fi is seeing a hammer nailing a nail into a rock.  I ask her, “What is it?” She says she doesn’t know, so I add that Jesus is The Rock and I ask The Holy Spirit, “Has she nailed Jesus’ hands from being able to help her?”  He replies subtly, “Yes.”  “How do we fix it?” I ask Him.  He instructs me to “Speak it.”  So, I call the nails out of His hands (the Rock) and speak a blessing over her life.  She tells me excitedly, “I felt the nails coming out of my palms too.”  Release!  She repents for going ahead of Jesus and places Him back as the Head over her life. 

“What’s next Jesus?” I ask.  She hears, “Thank you for being humble.”  I won’t repeat what, but Fi’s honest about things that allow Jesus to blow open this experience for her today.  I ask again, “Any more work Jesus?”  She sees “It’s finished” in her mind and we’re done…for now.

I don’t think my writing could ever effectively communicate what’s happened to us today.  Jesus takes over, fully communicates with both of us and things get really easy.  Easier than ever before.  I learn a lot today in all this craziness.  Thank you, Jesus, for all the craziness.  I wouldn’t have it any other way.  Sixteen left on the List of 34 and then to diffusing “Programming.”  We live to fight another day.  

Build the Army!

8 February 2023

It’s been a week since Irish Fi and I have spoken.  She’s been trying to fit in with a church in her area and, more recently, find her way through all these changes that have been happening since we’ve been working.   Today we speak of her finding her place, Jesus gives her, her mission statement, and equips her for ministry.  What happens today is nothing short of a miracle. 

Fi begins telling me how she’s been trying to fit in to a church; however, she feels uncomfortable and feels the leaders are giving her all the wrong information.  For example, their top priority is getting her re-established in the workplace.  When they learn of her past, they want to refer her to counseling and medicinal treatment to help her.  She feels very uncomfortable and that they are “religious minded.”  She’s totally correct!  These religious types will never understand where Irish Fidelity’s come from, her generational witchcraft history and abuse. 

I pray for our protection, send confusion into the camp of the enemy, bind and send all gatekeepers to the feet of Jesus, bind the strongman and invite the Holy Spirit in to do whatever it is He intends to do with her today.  What happens next is nothing short of a miracle. 

We begin to worship a song of her choice, I ask her to listen to the Holy Spirit, I am listening to her on my phone and instruct her to type what she hears/sees (vision) on FB Messenger so I can read it on my laptop.  One song is done, onto the next, and the next, an advertisement (Lol), and the next song and so forth.  The Holy Spirit begins speaking to her and showing her things. I want to share her words with you so I am attaching her Messenger texts.  She writes as she hears and sees and types the information to me. I will narrate on the side of her messages.

I ask Fi how she feels. She tells me, “I have different emotions seeing those visions and hearing those things.” I ask the Holy Spirit, “What do you want me to do?” I mean the question to be directed toward her specifically, but He answers me directly and says, “Build the Army,” I am reminded of a message my wife receives years ago and is confirmed in Tacoma Washington. I will explain this in another writing. I asked the Holy Spirit if Fi is supposed to be a part of my ministry future. He tells HER, “Yes.”

Fi continues, “He’s reminding me that I am to co-pilot [to Him].” Jesus then tells me and I extend to her that “You work for no man. You work for me” in contrast to what the ministry leaders had just told her last Sunday. To close today, I call down courage from heaven and fill her house for the ministry ahead. It looks like there is no more confusion in the Lakes of Greatness. Amen!