Fallen Angel

Warning: These angels aren’t the angels you’ve learned about in Sunday School. The following is a compilation of my work, from past deliverances, both documented and not. Jesus tells me to put this collection together and present it to the Body of Christ; those who will take the information seriously. This collection is by no means extensive, but rather, just enough information to give the reader a glimpse into the attributes, character and mission of the Fallen Angel. Jesus wants the reader to see the methods by which Fallen Angels manipulate humanity in antiquity as well as contemporarily.

Fallen Angels can take many forms and appear as many things. They can appear as human. They can appear as angels of light. I’ve seen them in the form of angel art from the Middle Ages. I’ve seen them in what I call, the “Transformer Form.” I’ve also seen them in what I call, the “Tool Form,” of which the occult practitioning band “Tool” demonstrates on their album covers. I’m sure the options for these beings are limitless, but these are the forms The Lord God Almighty allows me to see Fallen Angels in.

I have realized that my documentation of these things, at His request by the way, exposes the negotiations from these beings to man and the other way around. He is exposing their deal with mankind so you and I can both be aware and free from them.

Concerning these beings, Jesus tell me, “When you sin against Me, your sin produces a byproduct. These beings feed on this byproduct. It’s like a source of energy. They would rather have blood, but they will take this byproduct as a substitute.” I ask, “Does the byproduct sustain their life?” Jesus, “No, it sustains their quality of existence.”

Table of Contents:

Son of Gaia

I pull him up and my wife’s head begins hurting and my throat is on fire. Jesus says, “Deal [with him].” I overwhelm him and ask, Where do you come from?” Angel, “Your mother’s womb.” I say my mother’s name in form of a question, he retorts, “Not that mother” and I get it. I rattle, “Earth? Gaia? Are you earthbound?” The angel replies, “You mother f***er!” He comes in through my mother’s bloodline and the deal he makes is “The same deal I make with all women,” Knowledge for Sex. I ask, “Are you one of the 200?” Angel, sarcastically, “I guess. I didn’t count.” Me, “Were you part of that group?” Angel, “Yes.” Did Enoch come to speak to your group?” Angel, “That old man? He looked old. That was a long time ago.” He knows what I’m talking about and I continue, “How was he to deal with?” Angel, “Respectful, but firm. He respected us, the power we held, but he wasn’t intimidated by it. He was firm to his beliefs.” I inquire, “Was the decision about the human earth women hard to make?” Angel, “Not at the time. It felt like the thing to do.” Me, “What about now?” Angel, “It didn’t turn out the way we thought, but we’ll get our revenge.” Me, “But you knew there would be repercussions.” Angel, “We knew, but we didn’t quite understand the severity.” Me, “Where are you located right now?” Angel, “Hell if I know. I’m trapped in some kind of rock[y place].” Me, “Are you with the others or alone?” Angel, “Most are separated.” Me, “Do you still communicate?” No answer. My wife comes under attack and my head begins hurting. I continue, “[Do you communicate] Telepathically? Projecting your spirit? Can you leave your spot?” Angel, “I can affect you and that b**ch sitting next to you. I can see you, but I can’t be there in my physical form.” Me, “What about your release date?” Angel, “We don’t have timelines here.” Me, “How do you rebel when you’re separated from each other?” Angel, “Our rebellion was planned a long time ago.” Me, “I hear some of you are buried beneath the Euphrates River.” He responds, cordially, “I guess that’s possible,” but my wife and I can feel him hurting us and I know his spirit is in the room looking at us. It’s a weird feeling. I continue, “You’re built, physical body and spirit, right?” Angel, “Yes.” Me, “But there’s no soul in the angel, correct?” Angel, “Correct.” Me, “What do you eat there?” Angel, “Torment.” Me, “Is that what you are doing in me?” No answer. Me, “Your favorite method of torment?” Angel, “I turn your thoughts around. Something doesn’t feel right to you, but you start to believe in my thoughts.” I ask, “What is your favorite torment story?” He responds, almost in disbelief that I would be interested, “You really want to know?” Me, “Yes, I’m curious.” He answers with a non-answer, “My best torments go to before I was bound here.” Me, “In the era of pre or post flood?” No answer, so I ask, “When did your time end?” Angel, “When your time began.” My wife is falling asleep, my head is pounding and Jesus tells me, “Be done with it” and I move to complete the deliverance.

Shhhhhhhh!

We’re trying to wrap this deliverance up and be done with it, but communications go down, I’m having a hard time hearing Jesus to finish, I hear a name and my throat is burning terribly. I know we can’t leave it like this so I ask Jesus, “Who’s the one behind my throat [burning]?” He answers, “Pull it up.” I do and before I can say anything, Jesus tells me, “Sweep!” I do, he’s gone and I ask Jesus, “Is this [the name I heard]?” Jesus says, “Shhhhhhhh! Don’t say his name. Ancient of ancients. Beginning of darkness. Secrets untold. His deals are always the same. Lies. Death for Life.”

Stick Man

As we’re working, this Fallen Angel’s stabbing my wife in the eye. I find he’s entered the one we’re working with through both the parent’s bloodlines. Ancient attachments. His deals are the same, “Sorcery with the Divine.” We do the work, break him off the children and he’s gone.

Aladdin

My throat’s burning (discernment), Jesus tells me, “Speed & Efficiency, be careful” and I grab the one behind the human. He’s Fallen Angel, in both bloodlines and I ask the deal. It’s murder and sacrifice and I learn, he has “Infinite Cosmic Power,” and Jesus says, “Like a Genie or your Aladdin.” The angel says, “I was their Genie.” Jesus says, “More like Jafar [from the children’s movie Aladdin].” Jesus also tells me this one is one of the impassioned angels, from Genesis 6, Jude 1 and 1 Enoch.

The Unholy One

Jesus says, “This one comes in through the sin of unholy relationships” and the Fallen Angel says to me, “I’ve heard you like to be violent.” He’s challenging me and Jesus says, “Sweep him away.” I believe this one has not been judged yet. I’m not supposed to disrespect the Fallen Angel while unjudged. The Father respects the authority He’s given them until they are judged, even though blatantly malicious against His creation. It’s the same with sinful humans.

The One with Glowing Eyes

I see one with glowing eyes and know he’s a Watcher. I ask Jesus, “Is he dangerous?” Jesus says, “They all are and can be. This one’s been watching for a long time. Over both bloodlines [of the one I’m working with]. He is the ancient of ancients, a worshipped deity.” Jesus shows my wife Egyptian Temples, like a Myan Ziggurat with blood running down the sides. She explains, “There’s sand everywhere. I see Egyptian workers in robes and head bands with that bird beak off the front. I see rituals, sacrifice and death. This Ziggurat stands really high with a huge throne sitting on the top. It’s much larger than a normal person would sit. The ancestors worshipped him here.” I ask Jesus, “Did this angel sit on this throne in the flesh?” Jesus answers, “[Implied ‘yes’] A time before a time. The time before the flood when God made man’s time 120 years. These ancestors broke the first commandment. This commandment has always been.”

The Minutia

I’m dealing with a scavenger, like a vulture feeding on the “Poor and rotten ones” and we find something bigger. My wife sees a larger shadow and the vulture is sitting on his shoulder, like a parrot sits on a pirate and my wife sees a multitude of people bowing down to this being. Jesus says these are the ancestors of the one I’m praying for and tells me to “Sweep [him out].” My wife sees a golden calf and I see the show American Idol. Jesus says, “It’s all the same if you give it that weight. He offered them false protection and false provision. He took God’s place and the credit for what The Father gave them. In exchange, he took their young through rituals, their blood.”

My Worst Nightmare

I pull this one up and he retaliates, “I’m your worst nightmare! I’m your biggest fear!” My throat is burning, find he comes in through both bloodlines and Jesus stresses urgency on sweeping him away, then dealing with the curses. I do and find the ancients gave this one blood sacrifice and worship, “For whom they thought was their god” Jesus says. In return, on the mother’s bloodline, they received pestilence, sickness and death. On the father’s, the deal was Victory and War for Blood.

The god of Infinite Power

This one comes up and my throat is burning. Jesus says, “It’s better to sweep this one,” so I sweep him to the feet of my Boss. Jesus tells me, “They worshipped him in all the unholy ways. Believed him to be a god of infinite power. These worshipped him in fear that they may keep their lives. He illegally traded power for sacrifices and gave them sorcery, supernatural powers.”

Kai Ciator

I’m interacting with a human fragmented spirit and he cowers in fright. I ask, “Why are you scared?” He retorts, “I’m afraid he’s coming.” He shows, he’s a Fallen Angel and my wife feels, “Really big. Really angry.” Jesus says “Deal” so I investigate for information. I ask, “What deal did you make [with the ancestors]?” He tells me, “I don’t need a deal. I am who I am.” I ask, “Where you there when God hung the universe in the air?” Angel, “I watched from heaven.” Me, “Did you cheer.” Angel, “I did, with disappointment.” Me, “Why were you disappointed?” Angel, “Look at you all [humans] now. You humans are all weak and useless.” Me, “What is your work?” Angel, “I recruit.” Me, “The weak humans?” The angel answers, condescending, “Someone has to feed us.” I mention, “The days are coming for your judgement.” Angel, “Kiss my @$$!” Me, “What was your job before you fell?” Angel, “Worship. I was an overseer of rooms.” Me, “What rooms?” Angel, not wanting to answer the question, “[This is] Too much info for you.” Me, “Were you one of the 200?” Angel, with an implied, yes, “I chose to go” and with arrogance, he says, “No one controls me.” Me, “What is your rank [in that kingdom]?” Angel, “Third [unintelligible] from the bottom. Me, “But, that’s now, not in the other Kingdom, right? Where you third from the top in God’s Kingdom?” Angel, “NO! I was a middle rank. I wasn’t in charge, but not the bottom of the line” and he adds, “I will rule myself. No one will rule over me.” I add to his statement, “But you have a boss now [implying that he’s not the boss].” Angel, sharply retorting, “We rule together.” I argue, “Have you ever gone up against your boss, like you did God? How do you think that would go over for you? Do you think the Satan would put up with your rebellion.” He replies in anger, “You don’t know anything” and I respond, “I know you’re not boss, but you talk like it. It’s true, isn’t it?” He’s getting angry and I feel he’s attacking me during our conversation and my head feels it’s going to explode. Jesus jumps in and says, “Time to go.” Jesus gives me a warning of being too challenging with these beings. It has to do with God’s respecting their authority before judgement. Jesus tells me when I ask, “He was not melancholy or disappointed when you asked him about when The Father hung the heavens. He was more jealous of My New Creation.” I ask, “Satan, the same?” Jesus, “Yes. Closely related. Many worshipped this one as a god. He fed off their sacrifices, both human and animal. Anything that bled.” Suddenly I feel small and ask, “Lord, we’re tiny in the scheme of Your Creation, aren’t we?” Jesus says, “Yes” and my wife can feel His love for His Creation and Humanity. The hope” she says.

Bad Covering

I pull him up. He’s huge. Jesus says “Sweep him, now.” I call angels from Heaven; he’s gone and Jesus gives me the information I need to deliver this one. He tells me, “His deal is the same on both bloodlines. We are going back to just outside The Garden on this one. Murder.” I ask, “Cain and Abel?” Jesus, “He was a part of that, but this is another instance” and tells me the curse, “Murder for a New Covering. As it relates to Cain, he wanted this angel’s covering. When Cain realized the Fallen Angel’s covering wasn’t good enough, he said, ‘I cannot bear this.’ This is when I stepped in.” My wife hears the words, “Daughter of Eve” and I find the one I’m praying for has a tie to this angel through one of the daughters of Eve, after Cain and Abel. Wow!

The Creator

I pull him up, Jesus says, “Deal” so I bind his hands and feet, cancel witchcraft and demand the deal he’s made with the ancestors. The Fallen Angel responds, “I created them. I made them to be who they are. They worship me. They fed me their youth.” I ask curiously, “Isn’t it The Father who created them?” He answers, “Physically,” with a shoulder shrug, I feel. Me, looking for the deal, “You made them what they became and they gave you worship? When did your creative process begin in this bloodline?” Angel, “Long ago, with a young boy.” Me, “Tell me about the boy.” Angel, “He wanted to be more than he was. Wanted to go where he didn’t belong.” I ask where and he answers, “Places beyond this realm. I took him where he wanted to go.” Me, “What did he have to give you?” Angel, “He gave me keys to the family. Sold the rights. He was young. He knew not love.” I ask, “What do you do with this family’s bloodline.” He gets angry and tells me, “I destroy it.” My wife feels he was betrayed by the boy. I ask and he responds, “He found love and wanted to protect it.” Me, “Protect it from whom?” Angel, “Me. He fell in love with some stupid woman and refused to give me his child. So, I took them all.” The original deal was for one child, the boy broke the deal defaults to all future generations. I ask, “Even if he gave you the child, you still would have taken all future generation’s children, wouldn’t you?” Angel, “I guess you’ll never know.”

The King’s Substitute

I grab the one behind the human spirit, overwhelm him and demand the identity. He’s Fallen Angel, Jesus says “Deal” with him, he comes in through the father’s bloodline and he tells me, “They came to me for worship.” Jesus is telling me that this one comes to mankind between the time of the fall and the reestablishment of the Kingship and I hear the words, “new leadership;” but as I am writing this to you Jesus is telling me “Kingship,” as if in the beginning of the time of the Kings. God had left mankind. I also understand this to be the beginning of the establishing of the King, the Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. I ask the angel, “What deal did you make?” Angel, “To be their god. They wanted a leader. They wanted a god. I was their god.” Me, “What did you require from them?” Angel, “Sacrifice and blood.” I ask, “Did you lord over them like the gentiles?” I feel he’s getting angry and he says, “I did what I wanted.”

The Aroused One

The one I’m working with feels this spirit enter her body. Jesus isn’t speaking. He’s letting me learn. We do the basics, renunciation, casting and the evil spirit says, “It’s not going to be that easy.” I find he enters through the mother’s bloodline and he tells me, “I raped them all. They threw themselves at my feet.” I demand, “What did you promise them?” Evil spirit, “Me” and I understand that he was their god. I demand again, “What did you require from them?” Evil spirit, “Sex! Sex! Sex!” At this point the evil spirit has taken over the one I’m working with, manifesting hate and tells me, “Fallen Angel.” I ask, “Are you one of the impassioned angels [Gen. 6]?” As I’m asking the question, the one I’m working with becomes aroused and she tells me after the session, “He wanted me to look at you while I was aroused.” She does and our eyes are fixed. I’m not looking away. I can see his hate, but I’m not giving him and inch although I’m a little intimidated. The Fallen Angel tries to throw her head into the wall to hurt her. She looks at me, in her own mind and tells me, “He’s making me feel like I want to strangle you, but I don’t want to.” Her face is twisted in rage, he leans her into my face, her eyes are not normal; they’re not human, it’s like they are slotted. Not slit, slotted, like rectangular, almost too big for the black area of the eye.

The Mountain Watcher

I find another Watcher. Jesus tells me to bind and sweep. I do, he’s gone and Jesus says, “He came in through the father’s bloodline [of the one you’re working with]. A long time ago” and my wife sees the Watcher sitting high on a mountain. She tells me, “The ancestors are sacrificing at the base of the mountain. They are sacrificing to him for information, protection, like ‘What are our enemies doing.’” We find he also demanded their worship to appease him from attacking them.

Ba’al

I pull him up. He says, “I’m a f***ing god!” Jesus tells me to sweep him quickly. He’s gone and Jesus tells me, “His deal was the same on both bloodlines. They worshipped him as if he was their creator. They sacrificed to him, blood. His name is Ba’al.” I’m thinking, “Wait,” and ask Jesus, “Fallen Angels and demons are the same?” Jesus answers, “Yes” and I ask, “So, Ba’al is judged, so he falls to demon status, like Satan?” Jesus says, “That is for Me.” The kingdoms of the spirit world are very convoluted.

The Heart Attacker

The one I’m praying for is under attack. We ask and Jesus says, “His heart is under attack.” I request authorization and Jesus tells me, “Pull it up.” I do, it’s a Fallen Angel. Ancient, powerful and Jesus says “Sweep.” I call down angels from Heaven to sweep him as Jesus shows my wife a Fallen Angel, sitting on a throne with the ancestors of the one I’m praying for, placing young children on altars to be sacrificed to him at his feet. This Fallen Angel’s deceiving the ancestors, they’re worshipping him and she sees a vortex (portal) in the night sky. “This vortex is not like a tornado,” she says, “It’s flat, more like an oval and it’s swirling. I just heard Jesus say, ‘False signs and wonders.’” This Fallen Angel has the ability to call things through this portal or keep things from coming out of it. The ancestors are fearful of the vortex and what comes through it, so they worship the Fallen Angel.

Wicked One of the Way

My throat is burning and the one I’m working with belongs to this Fallen Angel. The angel is taking him to a place he’s not supposed to be and tells me, “He’s mine, like a dog belongs to its owner.” He’s generational and the deal is for Forbidden Knowledge, The Dark Arts. The ancestors gave the Fallen Angel blood sacrifice and sold out the bloodline for this knowledge.

The Interrupter

I’m working with someone, my throat begins burning and I ask Jesus, “Is there a bad guy close, Sir?” He replies, “Something’s in the way” and I ask, “Do you want me to grab him, Jesus?” The one in the way answers, “Don’t f***ing touch me! You’re always stabbing and setting on fire. Just ask me the questions.” I do it anyway, overwhelm him and then ask my questions. He’s Fallen Angel, Jesus says “Deal [with him]” and my wife’s comms go out. The angel tells me, “She’s not going to be able to hear me. I’m not on this bloodline.” Me, “How did you get in here then?” Angel, “I’m connected to her, that’s why she can’t hear.” This one’s connected to my wife, her mother’s bloodline and he tells me, “I gave them longevity in life.” I ask what he demanded for payment and he counters, “Little ones.” Me, “Babies and blood?” Angel, “Yes, fresh off the vine.”

Eye in the Triangle

Jesus gives me a dream of an eye, looking at me through a Triangle Door. I wake up and He tells me, “You know what this means.” I answer, “Yes, but what does it mean to my dream, specifically?” He responds, “They are attacking you in your dreams and you saw a piece of them. Be careful. They are powerful.” I believe this to be a principality, grab it, slam it to the ground and disassemble it before it can regain its momentum. I send its respective parts to where they go and deal with the Ruler. When I grab the Ruler, my wife sees him standing in front of me, surrounded by a tornado of bees. He’s huge, ancient and these bees are his protectors, slaves, a swarm of demonic beings. This one’s not a Principality. He’s an ancient Fallen Angel. Jesus says “Deal [with him]” and I break his generational curse of Lust of the Flesh. After it’s over Jesus tells me, “I cautioned you because they had the power to turn you around quickly. There’s a benefit to you and your wife working together” and my wife adds, “His tornado made me very dizzy and I got confused. I focused on your voice, Troy” as was confused also and my throat was on fire.

Rumpelstiltskin

I’m in and out of sleep and see a being with glowing eyes and a covered face. He keeps putting the name of “Shhhhhhhhh!” in my mind and I can’t make him stop. I feel Jesus telling me to “Wake up your wife and take care of this.” He’s a Fallen Angel, I pull him up and Jesus says, “Sweep him immediately.” I know, by his eyes, he’s a watcher and Jesus adds, “Deceiver.” He comes in my bloodline through the generational deal of Wealth for the First Born. My wife hears, “Old kid’s story” and the name, but she’s afraid to say it out loud until we’re done. She explains what she’s seeing, “I see that a woman has a newborn child. This one appears and gives her three chances to guess his name. If the mother can’t guess this one’s name, he keeps the baby. I can see that he appears as a troll” even though I saw him as a beautiful, humanoid figure with a covered face. After we clean up the work, she tells me “He uses the alias of Rumpelstiltskin.

The Enforcer

We find a Fallen Angel in the 10-year-old daughter of the one I’m working with. Jesus gives me the authority; I overwhelm him and ask how he gains access. He responds, “They made a deal with my daughter.” Me, “Who’s your daughter?” Angel, “Jezebel.” Me, “What deal did [these ancestors] make?” Angel, “Harem.” Me, “Jezebel’s or your harem?” Angel, “They were the King’s. They made a deal for favor. For rank. They wanted importance in the King’s harem.” Me, “What did they give you?” Angel, “Their souls.” Me, “Who’s the King?” Angel, “There were many” and what he means is, generationally, the female ancestors of this bloodline gave themselves up to be in the King’s service. This is ancient stuff. In this part of the world the King would be known as a Sultan. Jezebel acted as the Valide-Sultan (Queen-Mother), and this Fallen Angel would act as The Enforcer. In modern terms, he was a pimp and trafficked these women as slaves and sex workers.

We find one that has access to many in the family I’m working with. Jesus gives authority, I pull him up and he’s a Fallen Angel. He’s angry and tells me, “They worshipped me in private. Sacrificed to me! I gave them power and prestige. They gave me their children and their children’s children.” I ask, “Are you one of the 200?” He answers, “I am.” Me, “Where are you being stored (held) right now?” Angel, “I cannot be contained.” I ask about the meeting of the 200 and the Fallen Angel becomes belligerent and Jesus says, “Sweep him.” My wife feels him struggling, resisting and fighting as angels from Heaven are dragging him away.

The Great Deceiver

I pull him up, Jesus tells me to “Sweep” him and calls this Fallen Angel “The Great Deceiver.” I tell Jesus, “He must be very powerful for You to tell me to sweep him so fast.” Jesus makes a startling statement, “He has access to all.” I ask, “What is his deal with mankind?” Jesus answers, “He is deception” as my wife hears “Oh what a tangled web we weave, when first we practice to deceive.” I’ve heard this somewhere, do an online search of what she hears and find the quote is from Sir Walter Scott. I ask Jesus, “Is this the Fallen Angel’s mantra, like ‘Fee, Fi, Fo , Fum?’” Jesus answers, “It’s his function. It’s what he does.” I ask, “How do these words manifest themselves in literature?” Jesus, “He is behind them.”

The Hell Group

I’m working with a woman in her younger twenties. I put some clues together and someone doesn’t like that I’m on to him. I grab and overwhelm. My throat is on fire and I find he’s a Fallen Angel. Jesus says, “This angel is attached to a group.” I ask, “What group” and Jesus answers, “The Hell Group.” I ask, “What does that mean, Sir?” He explains, “This was the first group of angels to fall” as I’m seeing a long table where they meet. I tell Jesus, “If I deal with this one, I will have to deal with them all.” He agrees and I see thirteen chairs at the table. My wife says, “There’s twelve in the group.” Jesus tells me, “The lead chair at the table is for Satan” and my wife sees “The Lord’s Supper, but in a dungeon.”

The Red Guy

I find one and Jesus tells me, “Everybody’s made a deal with The Red Guy (not The Satan). He comes in through dreams.” Jesus tells me to “Be careful.” I ask why and Jesus says, “He has power. Don’t let him get angry. He’s fallen, but not judged. Be respectful.” I confront the Fallen Angel, “Are you generational or local?” He answers, solemnly, “I’m local to all.” Me, “I’m not here to cause any problems. I’m here to get this family free.” He tells me, “I enter through hateful hearts. Self-hate. In dreams, they agree to do things. Many different things.” Me, “Would you list them please?” The Red Guy, “Anytime, any dream. I tell one to do something, it’s done and I get stronger.” I ask, “Is your deal the same every time? The same template?” The Red Guy, “Yes.”

The Unjudged

I overwhelm him and demand the deal he’s made. No answer. I ask, “Are you judged or not?” He retorts, “No one judges me!” I demand the deal, again, and he claims, “I am worshipped like the god I am.” Me, “What did you give them in return for their worship?” Angel, “I spared them their lives. They gave me credit for the things your God does.” I ask, “Were you there, in The Garden?” Angel, “I was around.” Me, “Was that place pretty awesome?” Angel, “Of course it was.” I ask, “Do you miss it?” Angel, “Not really.” I ask, “What are you up to now adays?” My wife feels, “He doesn’t like your question” so I redirect my line of questioning asking three or four before he’s interested in answering. Finally I ask, “Is your flesh being held in one area right now?” Angel, “Yes.” Me, “In the Earth?” Angel, “I suppose.” Me, “Is your flesh all alone?” Angel, “Temporarily.” Me, “But you still operate spiritually, right?” Angel, sarcastically, “Yes, through doors.” I ask, “For you, is it better in the flesh, in the spirit, or does it not matter?” Angel, “Oh, it matters! I would much rather be in my flesh.” I redirect, “I read 1Enoch. Are you familiar with the Nephilim?” He answers, unenthusiastically, “Yes.” Me, “You like those guys?” Angel, “Um. More of a tolerance” and he adds to the flesh vs. spirit topic, “My flesh is captive, but my spirit can roam. There’s a benefit to that, I guess.” Me, “Does your flesh and spirit communicate with each other?” Angel, “Yes” and he wants nothing to do with this topic any longer. I switch back to the Enoch topic and ask, “Did you meet Enoch?” Angel, sarcastically, “I’ve met many men. Did he worship me?” Me, “Nope.” Angel, “Then I really don’t care. Do you worship me?” Me, “Nope. So, you’ve been to Heaven, right?” It’s at this time The Unjudged begins hurting both me and my wife, so I discontinue the questioning and finish the deliverance.

The Unjudged II

I delt with the one I named “The Unjudged” originally on 11 May 2024. He surfaced again in another I worked with yesterday, 21 July 2024. I named him “The Unjudged,” because I don’t ask their names, but Jesus calls this one “The Wicked” yesterday and the deal he’s made with the ancestors of the one I’m working with is Wives for Riches.

The Impaler

A Fallen Angel is stabbing the one I’m working with in the eye. I grab him, slam him to the ground and overwhelm him. He’s “From long ago.” Their ancestors “Worshipped me for protection.” Jesus tells us, “The protection was from him. He would torment them. He hates humans.”

Jealous One

Something’s here, but I can’t figure it out. It’s an infiltrator! I pull him up and throw him on his back. He’s a Fallen Angel and my throat doesn’t begin to burn until he’s exposed. I ask Jesus, “Who is this?” Jesus replies, “Shhhhhhhhhh!” He keeps coming back.

The Whisperer

Jesus tells me there’s a liar in the one I’m working with. I pull up the liar. It’s a Fallen Angel and Jesus tells me, “The ancestors sacrificed their children for his protection. They worshipped him, but he tormented them. They would sacrifice to end the torment but it never ended. He was a liar from the beginning. His torment causes uprisings. He whispers lies, stirs strife and causes division.” I ask, “How did he get put away?” Jesus, “He’s locked up with the others.” Me, “The 200?” Jesus, “Yes.”

Dûidâin

My throat is burning, Jesus says, “He’s powerful” and to bind and sweep him. I do and Jesus tells me “This one is tied to all humanity.” Everyone has to deal with their own bloodline.” I ask if his deal is always the same. Jesus says, “Yes, Knowledge for Blood and Sacrifice. This angel goes back to The Garden. I’ve read about this angel and ask Jesus, “Is this Dûidâin?” Jesus says, “I knew you would know.” Me, “Is this angel a seraph, Sir?” Jesus, “Not exactly” and my wife understands that “When we heard ‘Knowledge,’ it means The Knowledge of Good and Evil.” Me, “What kind of angel is he Sir?” My wife hears, “Subservient” and I know that this one is a rank just below the Seraphim. Jesus explains, “By making this deal with Adam & Eve, he locked himself in with all subsequent human offspring.” I ask, “This deal also ties the ones above him to humanity as well?” Jesus answers, “Yes. There are two above him” and He explains them in comparison to a Lieutenant Colonel in the US Army, “If this one does well in battle, the ones above him get the credit. They all reap the victory. Dûidâin is the one just below Gâdreêl. Dûidâin does the work and Gâdreêl receives the glory.”

The Aztecan Warrior

This woman is being taken away in her dreams. Jesus allows me to travel her ancestral bloodline and I see cave-looking people, dinosaurs, space saucers and an Aztecan god floating around. Jesus tells me, “He controls them.” I question the cave people, because I don’t believe in cave people as our history depicts. Jesus responds, “I showed you the cave people to define an age. Call him up.” I pull up the Aztecan Warrior Fallen Angel and he yells at me, “I’m the king!” His deal with the ancestors was access to their bloodline for self-preservation. He was extorting them and had access to the bloodline of the one I’m working with, until today.

Gâdreêl I

While dealing with Dûidâin, I’m attacked by another. I sweep him to Jesus’ feet with angels from heaven, but my throat is still on fire. I ask Jesus, “What deal did this one make?” Jesus says, “Hidden. Death, sacrifice, rituals.” I ask, “Did they promise life and give death?” Jesus, “They promised life everlasting.” I ask, “The Father allowed the Curse of Death, to which the ancestors went to these angels for everlasting life?” Jesus agrees, “Accurate.” Me, “So, this IS The Curse of Death?” Jesus, “Yes. Break his cords.” I server the cords and finish the work and instruct the one I’m working to declare, “There is no eternal life without You.”

Lucifer

Jesus takes me into the eye of a demon I’m working against for the one I’m praying for and tells me, “You better put on your sunglasses.” I see an image of Jesus, but He’s with me and I see a shadow behind the image of Jesus. My Jesus says, “Look at the face” and I see the image of the Statue of Liberty and know, “This is Lucifer!” He’s posing to be Jesus and I’m in a white room. Jesus confirms it’s the White Room I was in, in a vision/dream at 18 years old. Lucifer is the one standing next to me in that vision. I ask Lucifer, “Which bloodline [did you come into the one I’m praying for]?” Lucifer answers, “I’ve always been. Time after time after time.” Me, “What deal did you make with these ancestors?” Lucifer, “They worshipped me. They believed my light. They bowed down and praised me.” Me, “Both bloodlines?” Lucifer, “Yes.” Me, “What deal did you make? Do you make the same deal every time?” Lucifer, “Yes, with small variations.” Me, “What do your deals consist of?” Lucifer, “They worship what they do not know” and Jesus corrects, “Deception, deceived.” Me, “Did the ancestors ask you for something?” Lucifer, “My light.” Me, “And for your light, you require blood and sacrifice.” Lucifer doesn’t answer and Jesus tells me, “Break the deal?” The deal is Light for Blood Sacrifice. I do the work, Lucifer’s gone and I’m laughing at Jesus’ sense of humor. When we went in He told me to put on my sunglasses…because of Lucifer’s light.

The Homeless Thief

I throw my sword (in the spirit) into the chest of the Ruler of a Principality over the one I’m working with. The Ruler is a Fallen Angel, pulls my sword out of his chest, laughs at me and throws it to the side. Jesus says, “Sweep him.” I do and ask Jesus in amazement, “Who was that?” Jesus tells me, “The Ruler of the Principality over all Homelessness.”

Gâdreêl II

I grab one and he’s ancient and huge. My throat is on fire and I demand, “Identify yourself.” He replies, “Angel” and Jesus tells me, “Sweep him to My feet. This one is tied to all of humanity. He sold knowledge for blood and sacrifice. Jesus allows me to break the curse off the one I’m praying for, but says, “I want you to know some things about this angel. This angel goes back to The Garden” and something clicks in my head, “The Nachash, The Serpent in The Garden. This angel’s not Satan!” For the reader, I Enoch documents a severe judgement against angels [fallen] and provides a list of those who partake in this judgement. The Archangel Michael, describes to Raphael (vss.12 & 13 in the link) the judgement is a result of these Fallen Angels acting “as if they were the Lord,” (vs. 4 in this link). These angels were given tasks for humanity, us, but they overstepped their boundaries. Chapter sixty-nine describes the names of these angels while verse six, particularly, describes one who “[…] was named Gâdreêl: he it is who showed the children of men all the blows of death, and he led astray Eve.” Did you hear that, reader? Gâdreêl’s the one who led Eve astray in The Garden. Many of you will take issue with the book of I Enoch, but it’s been authorized for my work as Jesus claims it as, “Mine.” Do your own homework and rely on The Holy Spirit, not your own understanding and scholarly teaching. Academia is infiltrated, just as your denominations are.

The Vampire

I look at my notes, from our interview period and see the word, “Vampire.” I reach into her Areas of Dominion and pull out the Vampire. I slam him on his back, spear him to the floor and overwhelm him with fire from the Throne Room of God. My throat is burning and I learn he’s a Fallen Angel. He comes in through the mother’s bloodline. I ask, “What did you demand from the ancestors?” He scoffs, “Blood.” I ask, “What did you promise them?” he responds, “Power.” I try to find out when he enters the bloodline. He won’t answer and Jesus says, “Babylon.” She does the necessary work, I cut the Fallen Angel’s cords, call down angels from Heaven to sweep him out and Jesus is “Satisfied.”

Sariel

I ask, “Are you Fallen Angel?” He confirms and begins telling me stories of witchcraft employed through the family of the one I’m working with. His favorites are “Moon. Lunar Magic.” Jesus allows me to feel his name is Sariel, one of the 200 who descend from Heaven in Gen. 6 to procreate with human women. Sariel taught mankind the “course of the moon” in The Book of I Enoch. I ask, “Are you Sariel?” and she hears, “La Luna.” La Luna means “The Moon” in English, I demand and he confirms, “Yes.”

Acan

This one comes in through the father of the one I’m working with. He tells me his name is Acan. He’s made a deal for power with the ancestors. Sacrifices were offered for power and prestige. She renounces the deal, I break The Curse of Power and cleanse their areas of operation with The Blood of Jesus.

The Hate X 3 Group

I find a group of three Fallen Angels. They work together and have come in on a deal made through Hate, from the mother’s side. I release God’s angels to remove them, break the deal made with the Hate Group and move forward swiftly.

Koram

I reach in, grab the one behind “Famous 2,” pin him to the floor with a spear and tie him down with a megalithic millstone. He got in through human sacrifice, through the mother’s bloodline, but he’s not willing to give me any more information. I tell this being I will filet him like a fish and he gives up, “Knowledge.” The Fallen Angels left their natural abode, came to Earth, mated with human women and taught all sorts of illicit knowledge. Azazel was the leader of the distribution of this knowledge, but we’ve already dealt with him. I confirm this being to be Fallen Angel. I don’t have a lot of time to play with him (they’re powerful and dangerous), we learn his name sounds like “Haram,” or “Koram,” we can’t get the spelling and I call down angels from Heaven to escort him out before he does any damage.

Uriel

I find a Fallen Angel and ask Jesus if He will give me authority. He extends, I grab Uriel and call down holy angels to remove him immediately. She feels an immediate release, is coughing, then we do the work. He has access because of an agreement through her father’s bloodline. Jesus tells her the deal is for The Knowledge of the Stolen/Forbidden. It is my belief that Uriel works under Azazel, the one responsible for revealing eternal secrets to mankind, which were preserved in heaven, never intended for man. This knowledge is part of the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil. I ask Jesus, “Did Uriel hide this knowledge in her being?” Jesus answers, “Yes” and I understand that Uriel had his own vault of knowledge installed and stored within her Areas of Dominion.

The Priestess Maker

I grab the one working behind the human spirit. I pin him to the floor with my spear, staple his arms and legs to the ground and set him on fire. I demand, “How did you get in here?” He responds, “The altar.” Me, “What altar” and something feels weird. I ask and he’s a Fallen Angel. Jesus tells me, “Release My angels.” I do, they sweep him away and Jesus leads her through breaking generational attachments. He comes in through an altar of Priesthood. The deal was to create woman priestesses in this bloodline; of which, on this evil timeline, she was to become one.

Oracion

Jesus tells her the Fallen Angel has knowledge of how she communicates with Him. This angel is stealing the information she shares with Jesus and, in this place, the angel makes her a slave to his information. We do the work and she feels, “Access was given [sold in exchange for something else, ancient generations] to the channel of prayer with God. I was accepting this Fallen Angel’s instruction and guidance” and tells me, “As you were praying, I felt that my ancestors surrendered their spiritual senses to these beings.” She renounces that authority and asks his name. The Fallen Angel responds, “Ora,” and Legacy tells me, “’Oracion’ means ‘Prayer’ in English. She adds, “The order of the priests is to pray. He was building priests in my bloodline.

The Satan

I ask Jesus if I can sweep him with Holy Angels, but Jesus responds, “No. Deal with him.” I demand the angel to identify himself. He doesn’t and I feel his power. This angel’s not giving up his identity. He’s projecting witchcraft, I burn it up and demand his deal. He’s not responding, I set him on fire and he says, “One Flesh.” Wow, this is what the Bible describes a man and his wife are supposed to do, but this angel’s admitting he’s joined union, illegally, with the women of the father’s generational bloodline. I let him know I understand his deal, she coughs and we understand the angel usurped control of the bloodline and gave them “a family,” his family. There’s Fallen Angel DNA in her father’s bloodline and this Fallen Angel is The Satan. I ask Jesus, “Can I break this deal?” Jesus answers me, “Break it.” She does the work, I hear her gasping, like the sound a fighter would make receiving a punch in the gut, then she tells me, “I’m done.” I break the Curse of One Flesh, separate human from angel DNA, as it relates to her and this curse, and she tells me “Something just went out of the center of my body.” I destroy the throne and altar The Satan placed in this space for himself, cleanse the area and close all doors. Jesus tells me to drop a new altar in that space and name it, “New Life.”

The Persecutor

After the Fallen Angel is swept out, we work with Jesus to unravel the deal that got him there. He comes in through the mother’s bloodline, I ask what deal he’s made with the ancestors, Jesus tells me, “War & Weapons,” and her, “Established work.” This Fallen Angel wars against the Saints of God and the deal sets Legacy’s ancestors in opposition to God’s Kingdom as well. Through her ancestors, this Fallen Angel persecutes the Saints.

The Counterfeiter

I grab the Fallen Angel, Jesus tells me to deal with him and the angel tells me “A Copy.” I demand, “A copy of what?” He responds, “The work and dexterity of.” I feel this means a copy of someone else’s skillset, or gifting. The angel mentions, “The Masterpiece” and I question, “Other people’s gifts?” He answers, “Yes.” He’s tinkering with God’s Masterpiece, humanity and tells me, “I am building them for my purpose.” I question, “What were you building through her ancestors?” He answers abruptly, “My work” and Jesus speaks through her again, “The angel would change identities, mix people up so they wouldn’t be able to follow they’re path. You’re not living your life; you’re living someone else’s.” I ask Jesus, “He’s manipulating timelines?” Jesus answers, “Yes.” This angel’s determining his outcome by manipulating her ancestor’s lives.

Baphomet

She has a dream of an “Angelic Ram.” I ask Jesus, “Is this being Yours or fallen angelic?” He doesn’t respond. As she describes this spirit, I’m thinking Baphomet. Baphomet has the face of a ram, or goat. He’s both human and animal (transhumanist agenda), male and female (the true androgyne), human and divine (angelic).” Baphomet is the fallen angel amalgamized, blaspheming God’s perfect design, by mixing all into one. I use her description of the being to argue my position, “She says one horn is higher on the left and lower on the right. It’s dark, not white; more like a shadow than clear. Its presence wasn’t disturbing, but almost comforting. I feel all these things point to something sinister and not Holy. The horns are not perfect, God’s creation is good, perfect. It’s dark, shadowy, God’s stuff is full of light. Its presence is comforting, but these beings have the ability to make one feel, deceptively.” I ask if she wants to go after this Angelic Ram. She requests, “I’ll take a mulligan.” I think she’s scared to deal with him but her golf reference makes me smile.

Fuel Injected

I deal with the human inside the one I’m working with and pull the one up behind the human. he doesn’t want to talk. I threaten, “I will consider your noncompliance an act of aggression and attack you. Identify yourself.” He’s a Fallen Angel and Jesus tells me to “Sweep” him. The one I’m working with is telling me, “I’m hearing the words, ‘Destiny,’ ‘Calling’ and I’m reminded my mother’s name is Esther.” This Fallen Angel made a deal that manipulated their destiny; not for the good, but for ‘Early death.” In exchange, he gained access to the bloodline of the ancestors to harvest “Souls for Fuel (food).”

An Unholy Kingship

I reach in and grab the one behind the shaking. He’s Fallen Angel and Jesus tells me, “Be careful. He’s strong and powerful.” My throat begins burning, I overwhelm him and Jesus changes His mind, “Sweep him. Work fast. He will only be gone for a time.” So, Speed & Efficiency. This angel comes in through both bloodlines. Same deal on both sides. She hears, “Blood for protection.” I’m relying on Him speaking through the one I’m working with too much and He tells me, “You’re going to have to listen.” Sometimes there’s just way too much going on and I get comfortable speaking through the one I’m working with, but He wants me to hear Him straight right now. I listen and hear, “Blood for protection, but there’s more” and I feel there’s an unholy Kingship in the bloodline. He tells me, “there’s another pieces and I think I hear, “Food.” Jesus tells me, “Keep looking” and I see slave workers in a vision. Their harvesting food for the Unholy Kingship and I understand, this Unholy Kingship is a group of Fallen Angels. So, there’s three parts to this deal (curse): (1) Blood for protection, (2) an Unholy Kingship in the Bloodline and (3) slave harvesting for these Fallen Angels. I remove the curses and take out the whole group.

The Suzerian Lord

The one I’m working with is suffering and I call out to Jesus, “Are You here, Sir?” A spirit answers, “I’m here.” I test the spirit, it’s Him, so I ask permission to grab the one doing the damage. He extends authority, I grab the one doing damage, he’s Fallen Angel and Jesus says, “Sweep [him to My feet].” I do, but he’s not gone. Jesus says, “Bind this one,” I do, sweep again and he’s gone. He comes in through the father’s bloodline and the deal is “Sex & Sacrifice for Territory, Land & Crops.”

The Slayer

Slayer is my personal experience. My first experience with Slayer was on 19 February 2024. I didn’t know Slayer was an angel. I thought, demon, until today after doing some work with my son and Jesus. Slayer was meeting me under the same overpasses I would meet Jesus under. Slayer would steal my spirit and, in my dreams, sit me at his altar and feed me lies as he carved 1/2 deep markings of his name into my arm; blood sacrifice. Jesus reveals this to me in a vision. Slayer was stealing my blood; but it wasn’t theft, It was his, legally, because of a generational curse on my father’s bloodline. To read the original experience, click La Orden Del Sacerdote. Today I learn Slayer’s still here. I ask Jesus why and he tells me, “He didn’t need to fool you to return. You assaulted him up on his way out. Slayer is an unjudged, Fallen Angel and you have no right to mistreat him before he’s judged by The Father.” I redo the work and Slayer is gone, again. He was local to my father, generational to me. I come from a long line of drunk, fighting, Scottish men and my father accepts this Fallen Angel during a barroom fight, where he shed a man’s blood and a Slayer song was playing on the juke box. Yes, this is the Fallen Angel over that heavy metal band. Click the link above to read the encounter. I ask how he was just taking my blood, all these years and I have no knowledge of it. Jesus answers, “Demons cannot demand your blood; you have to give it freely. The unjudged Fallen Angel can take it. He doesn’t have to ask if he has legal rights to you.”

Soul Harvester

This one’s not talking so I threaten him, “I will consider your non-compliance an act of aggression and attack you.” He identifies himself “Fallen Angel” and I learn he uses this bloodline to gather souls for food. In exchange for their unwilling, but legal offering, this angel destroys the destiny of those in the bloodline of the one I’m working with and gives them early death.

The Scary

I ask Jesus a question and she hears the answer, “I can’t use her.” I ask, “Is there a liar in this house?” The voice responds, “There always is,” so I reach in, grab him and demand his identity. He responds, “No, thank you kindly.” I ask, “Are you demon, Nephilim, Dragon, Fallen Angel, Principality, or something else?” He replies, sarcastically, “You have a lot of options.” I get angry, overwhelm and treat him harshly. He tells me, “Fallen Angel” and she hears him “laughing at my violence.” “He’s not laughing at my violence,” I tell her and I confirm he’s unjudged. I’m not supposed to treat unjudged Fallen Angels disrespectfully according to The Father. I break the rules and he’s got me now! I demand, he answers and he’s local, “She let me in. All her fears and doubts.” She’s gone through some recent trauma and I accredit his entry to that, but he corrects me, “[No,] about many things. Since she was little. I feed off her fear.” He causes her fear and eats it. I do the work and he’s gone. Jesus protects me and I’m not accosted by “The Scary.”

Humpty

Somethings there. I ask Jesus, “What do we do next” and I hear the song, The Humpty Dance, by Digital Underground, “First I step to the side like my legs was broken…” Jesus speaks to me immediately, “That’s not Me. Quiet him.” I put rivets through his lips and silence his song. Jesus tells me, “This deal was made through his father’s bloodline. His ancestors made the deal, Blood for Worship. He’s Fallen Angel.” I do the work, but he won’t go. I ask Jesus, “What do I do” and He tells me, “Make a campfire.” I break the judged Fallen Angel into kindling, make a pile and call down fire from the Throne Room of God, setting him ablaze. Jesus tells me, “This makes Me happy.”

Oculist

He tells me he feels he gets perverted in his dreams. Jesus tells me to “Pull it up.” The one behind the perversion is Fallen Angel. I check his status so I’ll know how to deal with him, “Judged or unjudged?” He’s judged already. I subdue him and ask, “How did you get in here?” He’s generational, through both sides and tells me, “I come in through the eyes.” His deal with the ancestors was Sex & Pleasure for Worship & Death.

Angel of the Sea

I pull him up. He’s a judged Fallen Angel, strong and my throat is burning. I ask him what deal he’s made with the ancestors of the one I’m working with. He says, “Procreation. They were beautiful. I lured them into the sea. When they come into the sea, we make an agreement with them.” The deal is Transformation for Future Generations and I ask, “What’s the agreement?” Angel, “I give some of them transformation.” Me, “Into what?” Angel, “Merpeople.” Me, “Spiritual or physical transformation; or both?” Angel, “The spirit” and my wife sees a group of people, standing at the edge of the sea, on the beach, and their spirits separating from their bodies. I ask Jesus, “Like astral projection?” Jesus, “Yes.” The angel tells me their duties in his kingdom are gathering other humans, – physical and spiritual, trinkets (?) and food. He says “Many” human spirits work for his kingdom and he’s done this “From the beginning.” I ask, “Beginning of man’s time?” Angel, “Beginning of my time here.” Me, “How does what you’re saying fall into relation of man’s time?” Angel, “Your time is subjective.” Me, “Different?” Angel, “It’s changed.” Me, “Human time has changed?” Angel, “I’ve been here a very long time.” Me, “Were you with God when He created this reality?” Angel, “We were all with God [when He created your reality].” Me, “Where you one of the 200?” Angel, “I was there.” Me, “Where you placed over the sea after the tower of Babel incident?” The angel refuses to answer and Jesus says, “It’s time.” We do the work, the angel’s gone and I ask Jesus, “Was he angry [about the questions]?” Jesus, “They’re all a little angry, but they know the rules.”

Gift Destroyer

The one I’m working with is under attack. Jesus gives authority, I grab the one attacking, it’s Fallen Angel and she sees a cat’s eyeball, “It’s on fire. I see two white spots, like clouds, just above where the color is in the eye. Then, everything went black except for the white on top of the right side. It moved and morphed into, like a mushroom cloud, but with neon cracks and the cracks are glowing neon.” This angel tells me, “I cloud her vision” and “I was placed here by the ancestors., to stop the gifts. To mute them.” He’s unjudged and Jesus tells me I can “Deal [with him] for now. Walk softly.” I ask his deal and he responds, “They believed their children were crazy. That these gifts were unnatural, demonic. Sorcery. I switched the view. They brought their children to me, to make these things go away, the gifts [that God gave]. […] I entered before that stupid boat [The Ark]. They worshipped images of me, like your statues. They brought their children to get His gifts out of them. They brought me offerings, whatever they had, but I didn’t care about their offerings. It was enough for me to block the gifts. My work was big, but times have changed.” Me, “How do you do this today?” Angel, “I was given access to the generations. My words are clever. I continue to operate in my realm.” Me, “It was never your desire to manifest in this realm?” Angel, “Only temporally, on occasion. I can move more freely here [in his realm].”

Pussycat

This is my (Troy’s) experience. I’m in the shower, praying and I hear the chorus of this song, over and over, “What’s New Pussycat” by Tom Jones. I don’t listen to this type of music and I can’t speak to Jesus because of it. I call the one behind the music. It’s a captured human spirit sent to distract my prayers with this song. I offer to help him out of there, he wants out, so I invite Jesus in to take him away. I grab the master of the captured human spirit. He’s a judged, Fallen Angel and tells me, “They were all my pussycats.” He’s talking about my ancestors, through my mother’s ancestral bloodline and I feel “Sex slaves, prostitutes.” I interrogate and the angel offers, “Their men sold them to me for prestige.” I ask Jesus, “Just the women on my bloodline?” He says, “[The angel had] Access to all.”

The Father-Son Team

The one I’m working with complains of pain and heart racing. Jesus gives me authority and I grab a Fallen Angel. I feel another, ask, “Nephilim?” and he replies, “I am.” This is a partnership; I sweep the angel and deal with the Nephilim first. I ask the deal, the Neph says, “We stole, raped and ate their babies.” “We” is a mixture of humans, Nephilim and Fallen Angels who “Raped and pillaged” and she hears the word, “Violence.” The Neph tells me, “They offered a peace agreement, a truce. They gave us Sacrifice for Protection from us.” I get rid of him and call the angel back up. “Same deal, Jesus says and we work thru it together. I think and ask Jesus, “Was this a father, son venture?” Jesus confirms and answers, “They pillaged in the area that is England, Great Britain today.”

Test Tube Baby

The one I’m working with is experiencing pressure on the neck. I call it up and the one tells me, “It’s big.” Jesus says, “Pull him up. Respectfully” and I know this Fallen Angel is unjudged. I ask, “Why are you in there?” He doesn’t answer me, blows me off and begins hurting the one I’m working with. I call angels from heaven to sweep him to Jesus’ feet so he’ll stop. Jesus says, “Clean his areas of operation first. There will be less for him to hold onto.” I do what I’m told and Jesus instructs “This angel came in through the mother. The deal was Sex for Children,” the angel would have sex with the mother’s spirit and the Fallen Angel got access to the generational line. This is a rather local deal. We break it and I ask Jesus if this one is one of the 200, because of its sexual nature. Jesus says, “He was bred between angels.” I’m thinking, “What?” and ask rhetorically, “I didn’t think angels could procreate.” Jesus, “No, they can’t. Genetically modified.” I assert, “Their science?” Jesus, “Not My creation” and I question, “Then why do I have to respect this unjudged angel?” Jesus answers, “He is unjudged and he has their blood.” Wow. This thing goes deep!

Ham’s Voyager

I pull him up. He’s Fallen Angel, judged. Jesus tells me, “Deal” with him, but “Be careful.” He comes in through both bloodlines and tells me both deals are the same. He then confuses me and says, “I came in when there was only one bloodline.” I probe, “Explain.” He responds, “All humans come from the same bloodline.” I don’t know who this is and question, “Did you enter at Adam & Eve?” He replies, “I was at the flood.” I ask, “You came through the blood that was on the ark?” Angel, “Yes.” Me, “Male or female?” Angel, “My kin were born from a female on that boat.” Me, “To which [of Noah’s] son[s]?” Angel, “Ham. To Ham’s wife” and I ask, “And, from there, you have access to everyone from the Bloodline of Ham, forward?” The angel gloats, “I do.” Me, “What deal did you make [to enter the bloodline]?” Angel, “They sacrificed their lives to me, to honor me as a god. They worshipped me.” Me, “What did you promise them?” Angel, “I promised them all the things a god promises his people; Life, protection, health,” only, this deal is a sham. Only God can offer these things. This angel’s deal with the ancestors of the wife of Ham, Sacrifice & Worship for Life & Protection.

No Name

I find a spirit in one I’m working with whose giving her anger and fatigue. I pull it up and it’s the human spirit of her living grandmother. I turn her over to Jesus, deal with the demon behind the grandmother and demand it’s boss. The demon answers, “No Name.” I deal with the demon, send him to Hell, go after “No Name” and that’s where this Fallen Angel occurrence begins. I overwhelm the evil spirit, he’s Fallen Angel and he barks at me, “I don’t have to answer to you!” I interrogate, “Mother or father’s bloodline?” A very angry angel responds, “I came in through the side I wanted. The side I chose.” Jesus tells me, “The father’s bloodline” and I ask Him, “Judged or Unjudged?” This Fallen Angel is unjudged. I ask forgiveness for overwhelming this angel, The King extends forgiveness and authorizes my questioning. I ask what deal he’s made. He answers, “Sacrifice and babies. I was their god. They worshipped me.” Me, “When did you enter this bloodline?” Angel, “I entered when the waters subsided. I was there during the rebuild and influenced civilization through the humans.” Me, “[Influenced] Through their genetics or physically?” Angel, “I was in their genetics. I didn’t need to be physically present. They worshipped me in spirit and truth. My truth! I am the truth. What I say is truth.” I ask, “What bloodline did you cross the water in?” Angel, “One of those b**ches. The son’s wife. The one who looked at his father in the tent. The gay one.” Me, “How many angels came thru with you, in this same way?” Angel, “All of us came through the blood. God destroyed the earth. We were in everyone, but He honored those stupid boys and their wives.” I go to Jesus, “Did they need this blood connection?” Jesus answers, “They needed it to continue in the proceeding generations.” I ask the angel, “Did you just have one of the women or all three.” Angel, “I just had one, but we had them all. Their blood belongs to us. We have legal rights.” I ask Jesus if this is true. He validates the angel’s answer and I ask Him, “How did You keep Shem’s bloodline pure, Sir?” The Father answers, “I Am God. I purified the genetics moving forward and made a way. They thought, ‘Checkmate,’ but I always make a way.”

Amon-Ra

The one we’re working with tells me, “I’m tired. I’m sad. I’m angry and I feel as if I’m fighting for nothing.” I reach in and grab the one behind these things and Jesus warns me, “Be careful. This one’s been in [the one I’m working with]’s family’s bloodline for a long time.” While we’re working, this being is trying to put my wife to sleep. I immediately bind his hands and feet, cancel his witchcraft and demand his identity before throwing around any spiritual muscle. He’s Fallen Angel and tells me, “Unjudged.” My throat is burning, I ask Jesus, He says “Sweep” and I send him to His feet. The Father begins saying, immediately, “They gave him My worship. He was their god. They laid their children at his feet and they worshipped him as the sun.” I ask Jesus, “Egyptian?” Jesus answers, “Yes.” Me, “As Ra?” Jesus, “Yes.” Me, “Amon Ra?” I get no answer and comment, “He’s a strong one, huh?” Jesus says, “Yes, very.” I ask, “He steals your praise, doesn’t he?” Jesus answers, “Yes.” The name Amon is a malapropism for Amen and I ask, “Did he also steal your Amen?” Jesus answers, “Yes, he did.” A malapropism is a figure of speech in which a word is used incorrectly in place of a word that sounds similar but has a different meaning. Ra inserts his name, Amon, into Christianity as the variant, Amen, to steal all praise given to The Father, Son and Holy Spirit for all time. Amon-Ra steals their praise. Jesus also tells me to not worry about the use of the word, Amen, and sends the message to His followers who read this, “I know your hearts.” I ask Jesus, “Can I write this?” He answers, “Yes, you can.”

Behemoth

I call this one up and the one I’m working with hears the name, “Behemoth.” This evil spirit tells me “I fed off their ancestor’s torture and ate their babies. I promised them peace.” He’s still not willing to identify what type of being he is so I will know how to deal with him. I overwhelm him and remind him of the rules in this place. He says, “Why are you bothering me. I’m a god” and I realize, “This one is Fallen Angel.” I ask, he confirms and tells me, “Ancient. Judged.” His deal is Blood Sacrifice for Worship. He tells me, “Their ancestors sold me their future ancestors.” When the smoke clears, I ask Jesus, “Is this the Behemoth from the Bible?” Jesus answers, “Yes.”

Peter

I’m in a vision with Jesus and see a Fallen Angel land in front of us, in the place we’re at. The angel is two to three stories tall; he lands in front of us, his wings fold behind him and he’s illuminated with light. He looks beautiful, but I know he’s evil. I ask Jesus, “Is this Your angel?” Jesus replies, “Not anymore.” It’s like an old west standoff and Jesus says, “He’s protecting his territory from us. He doesn’t like that we are here. They do much work for their kingdom here. He doesn’t want us to see it.” I ask Jesus, “What are we going to do about this angel,” because, as I see it, engagement is inevitable unless we leave. Jesus says, “I want you to destroy him.” I ask, “How?” Jesus says, “With the sword I’ve given you. You’ve trained with Me on how to do this.” I release Jesus’ robe; both me and the angel draw swords and I circle around to the angel’s weak side. I attack, maneuver, and thrust my sword into his heart, pull it out and cleanly slice off his head. Jesus says, “Now, let’s deal with his spirit.” He’s unjudged, has an ancient connection to my ancestor’s blood, but he doesn’t want to give me his information. I use Jesus’ Name and the angel gives up the information I need, “They were good to me.” I ask, “How so?” Angel, “They worshipped me,” my wife hears the word, “Compassion” and sees “Something like a Catholic coin, with a Saint on it.” I ask the angel, “They worshipped you as a Saint?” Angel, “Yes.” Me, “Did you steal someone’s identity?” Angel, “Yes” and I hear the name “Peter” in my spirit. I ask, “Was it Peter?” The angel answers, “It was” and I’m saddened at the thought of all the deception throughout history. The deal is Worship for Compassion and I break him from my family’s bloodline.

The One with a Chalice

I have a dream that one is giving me a drink in a chalice. My wife and I take the dream to Jesus, He takes me into a vision and we’re in a dark place along with the one with the chalice. There’s a bunch of spirits flapping around my head like a flock of birds and Jesus tells me, as if not to be distracted by the spirits, “That’s who we’re after. He’s who you came here for.” I grab and overwhelm him. He’s Fallen Angel, Judged. He comes through both bloodlines and tells me, “My deal is always the same. They worshiped me as a god. Placed sacrifices at my feet and beg and plead for their lives.” Me, “What did you promise them?” Angel, “I promised not to eat them, not to destroy them.” Me, “Did you manifest as physical to them, in this reality?” Angel, “For a time.” Me, “What age [time] were you on the earth [physically].” Angel, “The age of the Centurian.” Me, “When Jesus walked the earth?” Angel, “Just before that.” Me, “What area of the earth did you control.” Angel, “Middle East.” Me, “Roman controlled?” Angel, “Yes. At least in part.” Me, “Do you still roam that area in the spirit?” Angel, “I am free to move in the spirit.” Me, “Are you the one they call ‘Allah?’” Angel, “No, he is greater than I.” Me, “What is your work?” Angel, “To misdirect the worship.” Me, “What were you doing in me?” Angel, “Interference. Misdirecting.” Me, “Are you the form who came to me [the one with the chalice], or were you projecting an image to me?” Angel, “Projecting.”

Mr. Liberty

Something’s hurting the one I’m praying for. Jesus gives me authorization; I pull it up and he’s a judged Fallen Angel. I overwhelm the angel and demand the deal he’s made with the ancestors. The angel tells me, “They worshipped me and sacrificed to me for land, life and liberty.” I ask, “Was this for those entering The United States of America?” Angel, “Yes” and my wife tells me, “I just heard him say, ’This is My deal,’ with a lot of pride.” I ask, “Is this the deal you make when they cross the water or hit the land?” Angel, “Hit the land.” Me, “How did you structure this deal? Is it spiritual or physical?” My wife hears, “Ellis Island” and tells me, “I see a book of names, like a record of who enters the USA.” I tell my wife, “Historically, immigrants were processed through Ellis Island before hitting the mainland” and the angel adds, “That’s where I made my deal.” I ask, “Was the inprocessing authority complicit [the United States of America]?” Angel, “Yes. We were partners.” Me, “They made a deal with you also?” Angel, “Yes.” Me, “Did they totally understand your deal?” Angel, “No. No body reads the fine print.” Me, “Do the ones attached to you through this deal worship you through the Pledge of Allegiance?” Angel, “No. An immigration oath.” Me, “And the inprocessing authority handles the sacrifice?” Angel, “Accurate. Payments were made.” Me, “Payments are still being made, correct?” Angel, “They are.” The deal, Worship & Sacrifice for Land, Life and Liberty.

Nosferatu

I’m in a vision and Jesus is showing me New Jerusalem. The city is vibrant and colorful, but quickly turns grey and I see dead people lining the streets. I’m infiltrated, Jesus says, “Pull him up” and I see the silhouette of one who resembles a samurai warrior, but with rods having 45 & 90 degree angles protruding from his head. I begin to interrogate to see what kind of being this is and his wings extend out from behind him. Okay, Fallen Angel. Jesus authorizes and I find this one’s come in thru both my parent’s bloodlines. I ask about the deal he’s made with my ancestors and he says, “It’s always the same. They worked for me in the fields. If they didn’t produce, I killed them. They sacrificed their babies to me.” Jesus confirms and I tell him, “That’s an old deal. What does it look like today?” Angel, “My deal today comes in the same form. I work your people and if they don’t produce, I kill them. I take their children in the spirit, and they worship me.” I ask, “What area of the world are you assigned to?” He says, “I have blood line attachments to those in your country,” but I feel he’s not being honest. Jesus corrects him, “All over the world.” I ask the origin of the deal. He answers, “It goes back to the beginning. I am the one who enslaves mankind.” I ask Jesus and He confirms, “It’s true.” I ask and Jesus allows me to ask his name, but warns, “He goes by many names.” I ask, “How would people today know who you are, what do they call you?” and I hear the Angel tell me loudly, “Nosferatu.” I think, “This sounds silly. It’s not true,” ask Jesus and He confirms, “It is.” Wow. Me, “Are you one of the 200 fallen, or before that?” Angel, “Way before that. Ancient.” I ask if I can break his curse over my family, but Jesus says, “I want you to break him.” I ask and He confirms thru my wife. I ask again, in my spirit and He gives me the same, very forcefully. I see myself in armor, drawing my sword and driving it in the angel’s chest, pulling it back out and swiftly chopping his head off. Jesus says, “Now, let’s separate his spirit from your family.” After the work, Jesus gives this message for me, but also for everyone, “This angel both predates and originates the Babylonian System. He is the one whose enslaved mankind. What you’ve done today, for your family, is what I want to do for My Bride. We will break My people from his enslavement and bring them into freedom, through My system.”

The Free Thinker

I’m speaking to Jesus in the shower and hear something that doesn’t sound like Him. I get my wife, we go to Jesus about the potential infiltration and He tells me, “Pull it up.” He’s Fallen Angel but doesn’t feel threatening. He goes back, ancient, through my father’s bloodline. I ask and he tells me, “[Your ancestors] worshipped me. I bolstered their ego.” I ask, “How many generations?” Angel, “Too many to count.” Me, “Did you manifest, in the flesh?” Angel, “For a brief time. I chose not to stay.” Me, “Why?” Angel, “Foolishness. Mankind smells bad.” Me, “But mankind tastes good [to your kind].” Angel, “I suppose to some. I chose not to eat.” Me, “How did you sustain yourself?” Angel, “I ate the fruit of the earth and the sorrows of men, but not their flesh. It was my choice.” Me, “I don’t find many like you. Most want the blood or the flesh of humans.” Angel, “I am not enraged like them. I enjoy my ability to make choices. I choose to learn.” Me, “What have you learned?” Angel, “I learned of consequences for choices” and my wife feels “He’s like a scientist, like, making a hypothesis. Or, like a child, when they touch something hot or try something new to eat. Curiosity.” I ask, “What about your origin?” Angel, “There were jobs to be done. I had a position. It was to oversee.” Me, “Mankind?” Angel, “Yes.” Me, So, you’re a Watcher?” Angel, “I suppose you could call me that.” Me, “One of the 200?” Angel, “I am.” Me, “What was going thru your mind when you made that decision?” Angel, “Freedom.” Me, “From what?” Angel, “Freedom to move, to make choices. To have a different job. Maybe to choose a different purpose. Not all choices are good choices.” I ask, “So, what is your job now” and I feel the nonthreatening angel become a little threatening, “To gain the adoration of man, take it from The Creator. To encourage man to make his own choices. I bolster his ego, increase his pride, encourage him to be a man and to make his own choices. Do, think and say what you want. Take what you want.” I ask, “Are you the one behind, “Do what thy wilt?” Angel, “No, but I encourage it.” “I see,” and I change my line of questioning, “What is your rank in that kingdom?” Angel, “I’m middle ranking. I’m not violent enough for high ranking, but intelligent enough not to be low ranking.” I go to Jesus and we remove this angel from my family’s bloodline. I tell Jesus, “I felt compassion for this angel, until the end.” He showed his evil and Jesus had to heal me from things he had done to my being. Jesus tells me, “Not all of the Fallen Angels are enraged. Some were just curious.” I ask, “Like children?” Jesus, “Yes.” Me, “That makes me sad.” Jesus responds, “Me too.” Me, “They understood [the consequences] just as we do?” Jesus, “Even more so.”

El Padre Malvado

I hear, “I have legal rights to the father.” I pull it up and there’s two: a Fallen Angel and a Nephilim. I separate them and deal with the angel. He’s unjudged and tells me about the ancestors, “They birthed my son. I was their god. They worshipped at my temple and sacrificed on my altar.” I ask, “Is your son the Nephilim?” Angel, “Yes.” I ask what he promised the ancestors of the one I’m working with. The angel replies, “Their lives. They dedicated their firstborn sons to work in my temple, to serve me. They gave me their sweetest virgins.” I ask his origin in the bloodline and he responds, “Long, long ago. In the time of the temples. After the flood.” I ask, “Where was your temple located?” Angel, In the “Middle East, outside of Egypt.” Me, “Africa or North?” Angel, “North.” Me, “Jerusalem, Canaan, Palestine?” Angel, “Canaan.” Me, “Were these ancestors, descendants of the Canaanites?” Angel, “Nomadic, mixed.” Me, “Who are these people today, your worshippers?” Angel, “All over the earth. Their descendants are everywhere.” Me, “Is scattering them the plan of your kingdom, to confuse humanity?” Angel, “Humanity confuses themselves. [Getting aggravated] You have a lot of questions!” He continues, “Your kind, lusting and always wanting what is not theirs.” Me, “Where you manifested, physically, in our reality?” Angel, “I was, for a time.” Me, “What happened?” Angel, “I was locked away.” Me, “Only God could have done this.” Angel, “Accurate. Now I work in the spirit, from this prison that I’ve been contained. My work is done differently now, but there are some worshippers who still shed blood for us.” I break the angel of the bloodline, pull the Nephilim up and his rights are with the angel. Jesus tells me, “Just renounce him, rebuke him and send him to Hell.”

Slave Master

I’m in the shower, praying and I hear this chorus looping in my head, “We be jamming, we be jamming, hey.” Not the Bob Marley song, but the song by Club Noveau. I can’t pray because of it. I send human spirits to Jesus’ feet, demonic spirits to Hell and smash the “record player,” but it won’t go away. I call in again and a Fallen Angel answers, “I answer to no one.” He’s unjudged, came in through both, my father’s and mother’s bloodlines and tells me, “Your ancestors worked for me as I played this song. You are my slaves.” I ask, “What deal did you make?” Angel, “They gave me sacrifice & worship and I would feed them. They gave me their young girls. Their innocence. This is what I fed off of. I was here from the beginning. I watched as your world was put together and I infiltrated the women He placed on the earth.” I ask, “[Did you fall with the] 200 or earlier?” Angel, “I already had my place. I was working before those angels had their meetings. I’ve been at war with your God since before your humanity began.” Me, “What is your rank?” Angel, “I sit at the highest seat. I am of the most important in my kingdom. I have a piece of all that takes place in your world. I control a large part of your daily lives.” Me, “What does that mean?” Angel, “I am in all of you. I manipulate your decisions. Move your governments and world decisions. I fight your God for position in these things and you are my slave.” As he says these things my throat is burning, I remove him from my family’s bloodlines and ask Jesus, “This one is not higher than Satan is he?” Jesus, “No.” Me, “Just under him?” Jesus, “Very close.”

Angel of Darkness

I pull a demon out of one and Jesus says, “Pull up his boss.” I do, He’s Fallen Angel and tells me, “I am the Angel of Darkness.” Judged or unjudged is unclear and Jesus tells me, “Bind and deal [with him].” His deal is the same on both sides of the family, the angel says, “Your family belongs to me. They’ve been doing my work for a very long time. They worship and sacrifice to me and I saved them from the pit of Hell. I kept them from death.” I question his statement, “You mean, you work those [slaves] who belong to you before [God’s] judgement.” Angel, “Yes.” Me, “Were you His enemy before mankind?” Angel, “No. When He kicked me out of heaven.” Me, “Before or after the 200?” Angel, “Before.” Me, “At what generation of man did you enter?” Angel, “The tenth.” I look it up and the tenth generation from Adam is Noah. The angel confirms and I ask, “How did you get your DNA across the Ark to be here?” Angel, “That’s one way of putting it. I had sex with some of them (human women).” Me, “Were other angels having sex with humans before the 200?” Angel, “There were very few of us.” Me, “Did you make any little angel babies?” Angel, “One, but he didn’t survive. The woman killed him and herself.” Me, “What motivated you to do things that would get you kicked out of heaven?” Angel, “I liked my job a little too much.” Me, “What was your job?” Angel, “I’m the Angel of Darkness.” Me, “Darkness was already a thing and you were set over it?” Angel, “Yes, I enjoyed making things dark, but there are rules. I suppose I didn’t like them much or follow them well. I’m a bit sinister. I like the pain that happens in the darkness, the creatures that crawl in the night.” Me, “What do you use mankind for?” Angel, “I have no use for mankind, I simply want to thwart the plans of God. Mankind is easily distracted and led astray. It’s easy to guilt and shame them, put them in the darkness, like, they’re not worthy to go to the light.” Me, “How did you maintain bloodlines through the flood?” Angel, “The wife of the middle son.” I look it up and the middle son of Noah is Ham. Angel, “She did not know she carried my genetics. I was no longer physical after the flood, now all my manipulation is done in the spirit.” Me, “Are you the angel who collects humans when they die. Kills them and takes them away?” Angel, “I am not the Angel of Death.” Me, “Where you the one separated in Genesis 1?” Angel, “I was there. I was over that darkness.” Me, “Why did God separate the light from the darkness?” Angel, “To begin a new time.” Me, “The time of man?” Angel, “Yes.” Me, “Where you discouraged about this new time?” He doesn’t answer. Me, “What did God use you for in His Kingdom?” Angel, “To rule over the darkness. Now, this is my kingdom.” Me, “Are you the Prince of Darkness?” Angel, “No. I’m more like ‘Overseer.’” Me, “Were darkness and light together at one time?” Angel, “It was all darkness.” Me, “Was it darkness just in this realm or in all realms?” Angel, “In this reality.” Me, “What did God use this realm of darkness for before He put light and mankind in it?” The angel replies, “That is for [God]” as I feel He’s not supposed to answer the question. I ask Jesus, He approves and we remove this angel from the bloodlines and family of the one I’m working with.

The Angel of The Mountain

Jesus authorizes, I pull it up and the one I’m working with says, “He’s big, like a genie coming out of a lamp. I see a huge, shadowy being.” The Fallen Angel is blocking her hearing and I hear, “What do you want with me?” He’s judged and Jesus tell me to sweep him. I do and Jesus tells me, “He’s the Angel of The Mountain.” My wife says, “I see the ancestors worshipped at the base of his mountain. They believed he controlled the sky. He demanded blood and babies. They sacrificed to appease him. When droughts came, they sacrificed in hopes of rain. When warriors came, they would seek refuge in his mountain.” I ask, “Where is this mountain Sir?” He shows us the Appalachian Mountains and I ask, “Were these tribal people?” Jesus, “Yes” and tells me these are a tribe of original North American Indians. I ask, “Did they know You?” He answers, “No, not directly. I was one of many gods.” I ask, “How come this Fallen Angel was so big [to the one am working with]?” Jesus, “He had a lot of territory. Territory gave him power and size.” I ask, “Does he still rule that area of the Eastern United States?” He gives no answer.

The King’s Sorcerer

Jesus shows me a head shaking, like in one of those horror movies, and I pull this one up. The spirit is of a dead human. She died in 1872, her name is Eliza, she tells me she’s my enemy, but I’m not convinced she really thinks so. I ask about the head shaking, “Witchcraft?” She responds, “I carry a curse.” I knew it, she doesn’t want to be there, so I offer Jesus to save her. Eliza, accepts, Jesus takes her away, I grab the one behind Eliza, overwhelm it and demand it’s identity. Judged Fallen Angel. I ask the deal, he tells me, “[The ancestors] Worshipped me. They gave their young to me (sacrifice). I showed them things, taught them. They were powerful because of me.” Me, “What power did you teach them?” Angel, “I fed them the fruit of my power.” Me, “What power?” Angel, “Knowledge. Sorcery.” Me, “Did you rule as a king on the earth?” Angel, “No, kings sought my power. Kings consulted [this one’s] ancestors for answers.” Me, “Were the ancestors Magi?” Angel, “Not exactly.” Me, “How far does this curse go back, what age?” Angel, “The age of the Kings.” Me, “What part of the Earth?” Angel, “Africa.” Me, “How do you work thru man, today?” Angel, “I already told you.”

The Angel over the Sea

In a dream I see what I call a “Green Faced Bottom Feeder.” I wake, my wife and I take it to Jesus and I find he’s a demon and tells me, “I suck away integrity,” but he has no legal rights over me and tells me, “I was assigned to you.” He doesn’t want to give up his boss (everyone gets tortured in Hell, not just humans). I put an axe in his head, set him on fire, demand the boss again and he confesses, “The Angel over the Sea.” I send him to Hell, grab the angel behind him and learn he’s unjudged. Jesus says, “Sweep him,” I do and Jesus tells me, “Your ancestors worshipped him. They tossed gifts into the sea, to control the storm.” I ask Jesus, “Were they seafarers?” Jesus, “Yes.” I ask what gifts they gave and Jesus answers, “Food. Trinkets. Things they thought were valuable.” Me, “Was this angel in spirit only? Did he manifest through storms?” Jesus, “He could.” Me, “What did this angel do to my ancestors, Sir?” Jesus, “He caused turbulence in their lives. He destroyed their integrity.”

The Finger

One comes to me with a dream and tells me, “My husband & me were messing around and he had his finger in my vagina. He pulled it out and I experienced terrible pain. I don’t think this was my husband.” I learn she’s currently experiencing vaginal bleeding. She’s had a miscarriage recently and the bleeding won’t stop. “The bleeding should be done by now,” she tells me. I ask Jesus, this was NOT her husband, He gives me authorization and I pull up the one with the finger. I demand, “Identify yourself.” He answers, “Fallen Angel. Judged.” He comes in through both parent’s bloodlines and says his deal’s the same on both, “Their women belong to me. They gave me Sacrifice for Protection. They worshipped me for the ground.” I ask, “Harvest?” The angel answers, “Yes” and I continue, “When did you begin your work in these bloodlines?” Angel, “Before things were cloudy.” I ask, “The second or third generation of man?” Angel, “In the Days of Methusaleh.” Me, “Where you physical in this reality?” Angel, “I was.” Me, “What form did you appear as?” Angel, “I was a mighty angel. I fathered many champions.” Me, “Was your fall before the creation of man?” Angel, “I came with the rest of them.” Me, “The 200?” Angel, “Yes.” Me, “What were you doing with your finger in her vagina?” The angel says nothing and I ask, “Were you responsible for the miscarriage?” Angel, “Partially. I was just one.” I feel Jesus wants to use her to have a child and ask, “Are you trying to keep her bleeding so she can’t get pregnant?” Amazingly, the angel responds, “I stop the healing.” Me, “What are you trying to prevent?” Angel, “The Work of the Lord.” Me, “What is He doing with her?” The angel doesn’t answer, so I ask, “How many generations of man did you manifest on earth?” Angel, “Only two or three.” Me, “The flood was the cut off for that, wasn’t it?” Angel, “It was.” Me, “Where are you now?” Angel, “In the earth.” Me, “But your spirit can roam?” Angel, “Only where it’s legal. I am limited. I am bound in chains.” Me, “What position did you hold in God’s kingdom?” Angel, “I was Overseer of the Harvest.” Me, “In heaven?” Angel, “Yes.” Me, “Harvest of what?” Angel, “Of the fruits on the vine.” Me, “Because, everyone eats in heaven?” Angel, “They do.” Angel, “Your position now?” Angel, “Now, I am the Destroyer of the Harvest.” Me, “Which position is better?” Angel, “That is a matter of perspective. All things are good with God, but outside of these chains I have more power and freedom in this kingdom.” Me, “You met Enoch, correct?” Angel, “I have. I will not speak of Enoch” and I realize our conversation is over. Jesus and I break the legality which allows “The Finger” to roam, spiritually, to her, at least, and prevent The Lord’s will in her womb.

He Who Sees

My daughter has been experiencing stomach pain for a few weeks. I pray it away and it comes back. My wife and I place her in front of Jesus and ask, “Is something behind this stomach pain?” He says, “Yes. Pull it up.” I do, he’s demon, so I overwhelm him and as his deal. Demaon, “It’s always the same. I’m sent. I watch and I report. When doors are open, I send (back information, for others, etc.).” Me, “Do you have legal rights [to her]?” Demon, “No, but my master does.” I ask Jesus, “Do I deal with the demon only, or the master as well?” Jesus, “Deal with the master.” I demand from the demon, “Who’s your master?” Demon, “He Who Sees.” I throw the demon aside and grab the master, slam him to the ground and Jesus interrupts me, “Be careful.” I stop, ask and this being is Fallen Angel, unjudged. I ask for forgiveness, extended and I proceed. The angel comes in through both, me and my wife’s bloodlines; ancient, and the angel tells me, “Your ancestors worship me. I was one of many of their gods.” I ask, “What did you promise them?” Angel, I foretold their future. I guided and directed them.” This angel was the source of our ancestor’s divination, now he works again our beings in the spirit.

The Runaway

I find a Nephilim and something else is operating either behind or with him. The Nephilim is hiding him and this is not typically Nephilim behavior. “Why would this Nephilim cover for this angel,” I’m thinking and realize, “The angel is the Nephilim’s father.” Jesus confirms and they’re working in partnership. I grab the angel. I’m not worried about the Neph. These two are connected. I deal with the one who outranks the other and they both fall. Jesus and I do the work, their both gone, but I have questions. I ask, “What happened with this angel?” Jesus says, surprisingly, “He left,” and my wife feels, “Like a child runs away from his parents.” I confirm, “You mean, he just left Your Kingdom, Sir?” Jesus, “He did.” Me, “Why?” Jesus, “His brothers were gone.” I ask, “Were they part of the 200?” Jesus, “Yes. He wanted to go with them. He was lonely. They left and he missed them.” Wow, and I ask, “Why didn’t he turn to You?” Jesus, “Stonehearted.” Me, “Did he attend the meetings?” Jesus, “He thought about it. He was invited. His brothers wanted him there.” Me, “Why didn’t he go?” Jesus, “A battle within himself. Tug and pull,” and my wife feels, “He wanted to disobey, but was afraid of the punishment.” This makes no sense to me and I ask, “So, he banished himself?” Jesus, “He did.” I ask, “Is he judged, or unjudged?” Jesus answers, “Unjudged” and I deduce with hope for this angel, even though he was hurting another human and working for the dark kingdom, “So there’s still a chance for him to be forgiven, right?” Jesus replies, “There is,” but as I write this to you He is telling me to explain something. He says, “Do not confuse this with your salvation. It is not the same. Those who are Mine will judge angels. This one is not totally gone and My Father is a merciful God. He can decide to come back. The Father has allowed him a time to make his decision.”

The Genetic Mingler

I find one behind a Nephilim and learn it’s his father. I ask Jesus’ permission, He gives authority, “You may,” but warns to “Sweep” him right away. I pull him up, sweep him and ask Jesus to tell me about the Nephilim’s father. Jesus says, “This one’s just above Shhhhhhhhhhh.” He’s attached through both the mother and father and Jesus says, “The deal’s always the same for this one, for all time. He gained access to mankind through domination; he overpowered the ancestors. When man was separating one bloodline from the other (As I’m writing He tells me, “Cain”), My Father pulled away from the evil bloodline and this angel came in to expropriate them from The Father. He did and established his rule within their bloodline.” The Father enters the conversation and adds, “He became their god and mingled his seed within their people. He was corrupting the bloodline I intended for good. He began to change My Creation, to warp it in an attempt to make you abhorrent to Me, separating you and appropriating you for Himself. But that is not the case. I still love My Creation and I will reestablish My Kingdom through those he intended harm. I will remove the permeating genetics, cast them into the fire and renew My Creation.” His deal with the ancestors is Worship for Seed.

Master of the Dark Arts

I find a human, witch spirit, through a female I’m working with. She tells me, “[The witch] has short hair, a tattoo over one eye and silvery-grey wings. The human spirit says, “I am the Witch Affiliate” and the female I’m working with says, “Every time she extends her arm out toward me, my chest contracts [in the spirit] and it takes my breath.” I ask Jesus, “What’s up with the tattoo over her eye, Sir, and what’s a Witch Affiliate?” Jesus tells me, “The tattoo is the marking of her demon. Witch Affiliate is her position in their kingdom. She’s a high-level witch. She’s attacking because she’s been found out.” The witch and I speak, I evangelize and offer to bring Jesus in to save her out of that kingdom, but she’s not interested in leaving and answers with sarcasm, “This could be interesting.” I pull the one behind the Witch Affiliate, my throat begins burning, my wife feels, “Fallen Angel” and I recognize him as The Satan. The Witch’s boss is Satan. When he manifests, the speech pattern is erratic. I demand the deal, he tells me, “They sold out cheap. They freely gave to and worshipped me for knowledge, the Dark Arts. Cheap power. Everybody wants to know everything.” I ask Satan when he entered her bloodline and he answers, “I’ve always been, since the fall of man. I come and go as I please.” At this time, I begin to feel Satan and it’s hard to think. I ask Jesus and He gives me authority to break the curse of Worship for Knowledge of the Dark Arts.

The Wolf

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Blood Red

In my sleep, I hear the words, “Blood Red.” I wake up and take these words to Jesus. He tells my wife, “Pull it up.” I do and demand the being to identify itself. What I hear is, “I’m your angel.” I ask, “Are you assigned by God or Hell?” He avoids the question and answers, “I was assigned to you at birth” and the feelings I’m experiencing are “friendly,” like, “I belong to Him.” I don’t trust it, so I ask its name. The angel responds, “My name is not spoken in your language” which is a reality and I probe further, “What’s ‘Blood Red?’” and my wife feels a shift in his demeanor, “He just got angry.” I demand, “So, you’re a liar?” and ask Jesus, “Did You send this angel, sir?” Jesus says nothing and I question the angel again, “What’s Blood Red?” My wife feels, “He’s very angry now” and the angel tells me, “It is what I will do to you. That is what I will do to all of them.” I demand, “Who is ‘them?’” Fallen Angel, “All of those who serve your King. I interrogate, he’s unjudged and I ask Jesus, “Deal or sweep?” Jesus answers, “Deal, but only for a short time.” I ask the angel, “When did you enter my bloodline?” Angel, “Many decades ago.” Me, “What did you promise my ancestors?” Angel, “Royalty, status. Your ancestors were pompous and arrogant.” Me, “What did you require of them?” Angel, “Sacrifices, worship and blood.” Me, “Where you ever in the flesh?” Angel, “For a short time. A very short time” and after this answer he refuses to give me anything else. I get Jesus’ authority, break the curse of Royalty for Blood and separate this Fallen Angel from my family going forward. Jesus tells me, “The royalty of your bloodline only lasted a few generations. After this, the angel stole it all back and struck your ancestors with poverty.”

The Dark One

I’m dealing with a demon who enters on the deal of another. I overwhelm him and demand, “Who’s you boss?” He admits, “My boss is The Dark One,” Jesus confirms, so I throw the demon to the side and pull up The Dark One as Jesus warns me to “Be careful.” He comes up, he’s Fallen Angel, unjudged and he’s made a deal with my mother’s bloodline. He tells me, “They invited me in through witchcraft. They enjoyed my art. I amazed them with my craft, the dark arts.” I ask, “Did they want to be like you?” Angel, “They worshipped me and, yes, they wanted to be like me. They loved what I provided them.” Me, “What did you demand from them?” Angel, “Sacrifice and blood.” I demand the origin of the deal and the angel replies, “This happened at the beginning of time. When man became without a god. This was my time.” I question, “In the age of Jered?” Angel, “I already was before Jared, but, yes, my deal with man came at that time.” Me, “Did you fall before mankind?” Angel, “I had been at war with your God before His creation in this world. He became my enemy when He refused me to act freely, to practice my art.” Me, “What is your art?” Angel, “My art lies in the realm of changing thought. You would not understand, mortal. My art manifests in your world as changing minds and manipulating feeling. I do this for my purpose.” Me, rhetorically, “Did you create this art, or were you created with it?” Angel, “I was created with the ability, but my practice of the art is what made your God unhappy with me. It didn’t take much for Him to become dissatisfied with me.” Me, again, rhetorically, “Did you leave or did He make you leave?” Angel, “He sent me away. I was banished. I hate Him for this.” Me, “What is your rank [in your kingdom]?” Angel, “I am of the highest in rank. I control the outer realms and sit on my throne there. Everyone is beneath me there.” Me, “Is anyone above you?” Angel, “There is one,” but he won’t give me the name and I believe he works directly under The Satan. Me, “Are you in all men, or just certain bloodlines?” Angel, “I am in all men. All men bow to me, I am in all bloodlines. There isn’t one who doesn’t answer to me.” Me, “What do you do in every man?” Angel, “I do what I want. What I do depends on the individual, but I manipulate thoughts and feelings, to my end. I ‘stir the pot’ as you say. I do this for me and my purpose. My purpose is my business. Your lives belong to me.” I ask Jesus if I can get rid of him, but I feel Jesus wants me to “DEAL” with him. My armor is already on. I’m standing in front of the Angel. He’s big. We fight. I cut his head off. He bows to the ground and Jesus says, “I have put this one under your feet. Both him and his kind will answer to you. I establish Troy over you and your kind and you will go through him to talk to me and I will send my messages to you through him. He is my ambassador to your kingdom. Now, do the work.” I separate the angel from the bloodlines and from me and my family.

Kronos

I find this one, through my wife, as Jesus is giving me a prophecy. The reader can click “Four Score & Seven Years…” to learn how this transpires. He’s in my wife, comes in through her father’s bloodline and I identify him as unjudged Fallen Angel. I inquire about his deal and he tells me, “They worshipped me and I lightened their load.” Me, “What does that mean that you lightened their load?” Angel, “I gave them a good harvest, less work, more fruit.” First of all, God controls these things, but I don’t argue with an unjudged angel and ask Jesus, “Deal [with him] or sweep [him to Your feet]?” Jesus authorizes me to “Deal,” so I continue, “When did you enter this bloodline?” Angel, “During the time of drought.” Me, “What age of man?” Angel, “The age of the Titans.” Me, “Where you a Titan?” Angel, “Yes.” Me, “Which one?” The angel answers sarcastically, trying to conceal his identity, “The one who offered good crops. I have many names.” Me, “Did you demand sacrifices?” Angel, “Of course. They sacrificed their babies to me. For payment of course.” Me, “Did you slave drive the ancestors?” Angel, “No. I feel that the blood is a good price to pay. They did all the work and I get the blood.” Me, “What is your deal these days?” Angel, “I still have access to the children and blood, in the spirit. I own the ground because of ancient deals. I control the crops and the quality of the food. I am the one who destroys it for my name’s sake. I poison it through your own people. Humans are stupid. You’re killing yourselves. I get the blood.” We do the work, cleanse my wife and separate him from our bloodline. As it relates to the prophecy, I think about the timing of which this Fallen Angel surfaces, while I’m confirming the prophecy with Jesus. I ask Jesus, “Is this angel the boss from the prophecy?” Jesus confirms, “Yes” and I look up “Who is the Titan god of Harvest.” The Google search produces “Kronos” or “Cronos.” I ask Jesus and He confirms. Wow. This Fallen Angel appeared as the Greek god Kronos to win the blood of the ancestors and to steal the land of the earth.

Hate

Jesus gives me a dream of an older woman I prayed deliverance over in Baltimore, Maryland. This woman’s still alive. My wife and I take the dream to Him and He tells me to “Pull her up.” I do and her spirit comes up from the timeline of 2015. In 2015 this woman’s delivered from a spirit which causes her great anxiety. She allows the spirit back in and never allows anyone to pray for her again. During my discussion with her spirit on the 17^th I bring her to Jesus and her and I have a bad guy in common, which is why Jesus has me bring her up in the first place. Jesus takes her away with Him, I pull the one up who’s connected to us both, find he’s a judged Fallen Angel and he tells me, “I came in through your friend. It was me at the church [when you prayed for her].” I didn’t know anything about dealing with Fallen Angels at that time, but I remember he was toying with me a little bit that day. He continues, “You didn’t ask for protection and I jumped right in.” I ask Jesus and He tells me “Deal [with him].” I ask, “When did you fall from God? Did you leave Him or did He kick you out?” Angel, “Your God didn’t want me.” Me, “How do you mean?” Angel, “He didn’t like how I do business.” Me, “How do you do business?” Angel, “I manipulate the minds of humans and steal their love. I devastate their hearts and destroy their relationships with God. I fell after the creation of your kind. When He made your kind, it disgusted me. I am still repulsed by you. When He made you, it disgusted me. I’m repulsed by you and your kind. You are stupid and weak and I want to kill all of you.” Me, “Did you fall with the 200?” Angel, “I was there. I voted against your kind. I was in direct opposition to His plans for mankind. I’ve carried out my orders until today. I hate your kind.” Me, “What gifts did God give you?” Angel, “That’s none of your business.” My head is hurting, so I ask Jesus and He gives me authorization to break this angel off my family.

Conga

I watch the reel of a woman salsa dancing and the song “Conga” by Gloria Estefan won’t leave my head. I go to meet Jesus and the song is distracting me. I do the necessary work, but it won’t go and I know this is something more powerful than the normal work requires. I ask Jesus if I can take care of this Fallen Angel, He authorizes, so I call “Conga” up and my throat begins burning. He’s unjudged and Jesus says to “Deal [with him].” I ask and the angel responds, “I am local to you [not generational]. You looked at my video.” I feel and ask, “Are you over the Latino world?” I see the vision of a map with highlights of everywhere Latino people are located in N, S, and Central America. I guess that’s my answer. I ask, “Only that culture?” Angel, “No, you’re not one of them. I take who I can get.” Me, “What deal did I make with you?” Angel, “You looked at the girl. She was pretty, wasn’t she?” Me, “When did you leave God’s kingdom?” Angel, “I left when He no longer supported my purpose.” Me, “What is your purpose?” Angel, “My purpose is to destroy your kind. Separate. Divide and conquer.” Me, “How do you do this?” Angel, “I create division within people groups and turn them against each other. I make enemies and then I send them to destroy each other.” Me, “When did you leave [God’s Kingdom]?” Angel, “Early in the development of your kind. Your kind makes what I do easy. You fight each other and argue about everything. My job is easy. Your kind follows me and loves what I do.” Me, “What is your rank in your kingdom?” Angel, “I am over the destruction of people groups. I cause war and destruction, separation.” Me, “That’s a job title, not rank.” Angel, “I am middle ranking. I am good at what I do and I receive worship from your kind.” Me, “Is there a chance of you going back to The Father before He passes judgment on you?” Angel, “F*** Him. Not a chance.” I confirm with Jesus, “Did I hear him right Sir?” Jesus confirms, “Accurate” and I ask, “Am I done here?” Jesus doesn’t respond, so I continue, “What are your future plans, angel?” Angel, “As if I would tell you our future plans. You’re stupid.” Jesus now authorizes me to remove him. What was my sin? I didn’t ask Jesus’ protection before watching the videos. They have traps set everywhere. Jesus is not a slave driver; all we have to do is ask His protection and He will watch over us.

The Highlander

In a dream, Jesus shows me a man who lands on a city rooftop who looks like he’s made from papier-mâché’. I’m cutting what seems to be his hair, with a sword, and he jumps off the building’s roof. My wife and I take the dream to Jesus and He suggests to me, “Let’s take a look.” He opens my spiritual eyes, He is taller than me and I have a hold of His robe with my left arm. His robe turns to armor and Jesus begins doing some “300” stuff, like in the movie, and I test the spirit. He answers, “It is I” and I see He’s fighting many ash covered people. I recognize these to resemble Voodoo, Naga and Shaman worshipers appear to emulate their gods. He’s fighting the spirits behind these ash covered people. He’s moving so fast and I’m just trying to stay close to Him. He puts the being who flew onto the building back into my mind and I understand, “Fallen Angel.” Jesus tells me to fight the angel. My outfit changes to armor, like Jesus, and I’m fighting the angel. My sword is moving so fast. The angel cannot keep up and I cut his head off. I’m in a frenzy and cut his heart out and begin eating it. Jesus tells me, “Spit that out” and I ask what I did wrong, “Wasn’t I supposed to defeat this angel?” I feel as if Jesus is half laughing and responds, “Yes, but you got a little carried away” and I know I wasn’t supposed to eat this angel’s heart. I ask, “Do I need to be cleansed?” Jesus responds, “I’ll take care of it” and I ask, “What am I supposed to learn from all this?” Jesus laughs, “Don’t eat the hearts of angels. They’re not good for your soul.” I’m confused, “Why did I eat the angel’s heart?” Jesus explains, “The power of this angel is strong. He wanted you to defile yourself before Me. You cut his head off, and this was right, he knew it was supposed to happen, so he put it in you to get carried away [and eat his heart].” I ask, “How come you wanted me to cut off the angel’s head?” Jesus, “You were cancelling his assignment. To watch. You and your family. He reported to the Kingdom of Darkness.” I ask, “When I was a child, I wanted a movie called Highlander. These immortals would chop each other’s heads off as they would say, ‘There can be only one’ and take the other’s power. Does this hold any weight in Your Kingdom?” Jesus, “It does. You’ve beheaded dragons. David chopped off Goliaths head. When you do deliverance, okay, but they can come back. This is a more permanent thing. They’re not coming back when you do this, at least in the same capacity. David’s chopping off Goliath’s head gave him a mortal wound” and I remember, “Nephilim have been telling me this, that they were killed by a mortal wound. Is this a geographical thing or an Areas of Dominion thing?” Jesus doesn’t answer and I ask, “How about my sword speed, what was that all about?” Jesus replies, “You are growing in My power.” I ask, “Do I need to be delivered from this angel?” Jesus says, “It is done.”

Servant of The Ancient One

I pull him up, he’s unjudged and generational. I ask how he enters and he tells me, “They practiced the Arts of the Ancients.” Jesus tells me to “Dead [with him].” “What did you promise them,” I ask? Angel, I promised knowledge, intelligence.” Me, “What did you demand in return?” Angel, “I required their souls.” Me, “What was your position in God’s Kingdom?” Angel, “That’s not important to you,” so I ask about now, in his kingdom and he responds, “I am the boss of my trade.” Me, “What is your trade?” Angel, “Continuing the Art of the Ancients.” Me, “Ancient humans, or [fallen] angels?” Him, “Angels.” Me, “Did you have this knowledge before mankind?” Angel, “The ancients were born with their gifts.” Me, Are you one of these ancient ones?” Angel, “I am his servant.” Me, “Did you fall with your master?” Angel, “Yes.” Me, “Before the 200 or in part?” No answer. Me, “Is your master judged?” Angel, “Yes.” Me, “Was the Knowledge [of the Ancients] presented to Adam & Eve?” Angel, “[What was presented to them was] Slightly different.” Me, “Help me to understand.” Angel, “Adam & Eve didn’t receive all the knowledge.” Me, “Were you created to be the servant of your master?” Angel, “Yes. This was always my intended position.” Me, “I see your case with God is still open (unjudged). Do you consider it a good thing [for you] that your master is judged already?” There is no answer, but my wife feels “He doesn’t know how to feel about this.” Me, “I don’t understand the rules of your kind, and perhaps I’m seeing these things through the limited view of my own kind, but I am curious about these things. Is your master angry you’re talking to me?” Jesus interrupts and tells me, “Be careful,” so I terminate this line of questioning and ask, “Can you tell me about the Art of The Ancients?” Angel, “It will cost you to learn the Art of the Ancients.” I’m not interested in any of that and Jesus walks me through removing the Fallen Angel from the bloodline.

The Arche

My throat is burning, I pull him up and Jesus tells me, immediately, “Sweep him.” I ask, he’s Nephilim and Jesus says, “He was set in place to manipulate the minds of humanity. He’s an old one and has been doing his work for a long time.” I ask, “Who is his father, Sir?” Jesus, “His father is one who fell from the highest arche in heaven. His father possesses much power and influence. He’s a formidable foe and causes trouble for mankind.” I ask, “Do they work together?” Jesus, “They do” and I unload a barrage of questions at Jesus, “Is the arche what Flynn was talking about [in his book] (See footnote)?¹ Am I attached to the angel as well? Are you ready for me to take care of this Nephilim? Should I pull up his father and deal with him too?” Jesus asserts, “I want you to listen to Me. Concerning Flynn, yes. Study the highest arche.” I pull my notes and find that the etymology behind the word “archer,” in Greek, means “Chief principal leader, first in rank.” In architecture, the arch comes from the Proto-Indo-European word for bow, such as a bow and arrow. The Latin form of the word means to begin, to lead, rule or govern. To Aristotle, the arche was the first principle of all that exists. Hesiod (750-650 BC) wrote that the arche, or origin of the world started with nothingness (chaos) and that the earth and heaven came forth out of chaos. This mirrors the Bible’s Creation narrative with a twist. Plato’s “Unmoved Mover” has three principles: 1. The Arche (Beginning, source of all things), 2. Logos (Word, the order hidden beneath appearances) and 3. Harmonia (Harmony. Numerical ratios in mathematics). By the way, the Greeks were Polytheists and did not subscribe to the idea of the Christian Godhead. The Hebrew Lexicon, Strong’s G746, describes “arche” as “The beginning, origin. The person or thing that commences, first in a series, the leader. That by which anything begins. The active cause. The first place, principality, rule, magistracy; of angels and demons.” This Nephilim’s father is the arche of all Fallen Angels and he acts as God. He’s the one who claims to be the first principle of all that exists, teaches the doctrine that all things come as a result of chaos (Big Bang Theory). He is the Unmoved Mover, the Prime Mover, specializing in the [false] gospel, with its truth hidden beneath appearances and the father of Numerology set to deceive. This Fallen Angel has fooled mankind, is receiving our God’s worship and praise; but, of course, he’s not our God. There will be more on this Fallen Angel to follow as Jesus reveals the information to me.

The Babysitter

This Fallen Angel was the ruler of a Principality. I find him in one who grows up without parents, to speak of. He was the product of a single mother, but she worked and partied and wasn’t around. At age 14 he found a bottle of Inver House Scotch Whiskey under his mother’s kitchen cabinet, drank it, got drunk and began a lifetime of dependency. During deliverance Jesus shows him and he admits, “I feel a connection to, almost like a comfort to what’s in my cup, like it’s a nanny. Over the years I’ve drank (alcohol) every day. When I quit alcohol, I substituted it with cola, then tea. I drove with it, worked with it and played with whatever was in my cup. It became my babysitter.” I pull up the Fallen Angel, he comes up and says, “I’m the babysitter.” I ask the angel’s function and he tells me, “I came in through both his mother and father’s bloodlines (ancient). I separate him from Jesus and feed him comfort to keep him away from Jesus. I use this method to destroy His plans through this man’s life.”

The Gene Bender

I’m sleeping, hearing the BG’s song, “You Should Be Dancing.” I wake. Not a fan, but the song continues in my subconscious. My wife and I take this to Jesus and He says, “Pull up the one behind the song.” He’s Fallen Angel, judged, my throat is burning and he’s come in through both my mother and father’s bloodlines (ancient ties). I ask, “What did you promise my ancestors?” Angel, “They danced for me. Merriment and joy. Times of happiness.” I ask, “What did you require for these things?” He answers, “They gave me their babies. I ate them.” This doesn’t sound joyful. Me, “That was then. What do you demand today?” Angel, “I receive their sacrifice in the spiritual ways, although some still sacrifice babies to me in your realm.” Me, “What do you receive in the spirit?” Angel, “Youth. Children. I hold [their spirits] and keep them for my purpose. They belong to me.” Me, “Did you manifest physically, in the history of mankind?” Angel, “I was physical for a time.” Me, “What area of the Earth did you reign?” When I ask this, I see African tribes and this angel. He’s a dark angel. I don’t necessarily mean “evil,” although he is, but rather that he’s like charcoal color with markings and Jesus yells me, Egypt.” I’m feeling as if this Fallen Angel is responsible for the human genetics which make the pigmentation in humanity dark skinned. I ask Jesus for confirmation, but The Father enters the conversation, and says “This is correct, as I’ve placed it in your mind before. The same is true with Asian, Islanders, Ancient American cultures, Indo and Western European, Northern Asian and Middle Easterners. All of these, which you call races, are the result of genetic manipulation, primarily, the interruption of Fallen Angels into the genetic code of humanity. I made one people, My people. These different variations are a result of the manipulation into your physical world. There are no different races of human in My Kingdom. They’ve marked you as theirs and use you against each other. All of you are manipulated in this way, but this is no problem for Me. I’m about to bring mankind, those who are Mine, back into My Kingdom and give you your new body, which is your old body; your original, heavenly body and you will be complete.” This is huge. I go to Jesus to confirm that I’m not infiltrated. Jesus tells me the information is “Accurate” and The Father continues, “I made you in My image and placed you on the Earth. These Fallen Angels have manipulated you and changed you into their image. You now look and act like them. There’s nothing I can’t fix, but are you willing to be fixed?”

Guardian of the Universe

I’m speaking with Jesus in the shower and another interrupts to assume Jesus’ identity. I detect him, pull him up and demand his identity. He tells me, “Demon” and that he enters on an ancient deal though both my mother and father’s bloodlines. The deals are the same on both bloodlines he tells me and I ask, “What did you promise my ancestors?” Demon, “These people found me to be their guardian. I protect them and they sacrifice to me. They were scared, fearful of the other beasts and beings in their area. Your God was not there.” I ask Jesus, “Did this one used to be an angel?” Jesus answers, “He was. He fell before the advent of man and was already judged.”

Jean Paul

I’m outside with my wife and smell a cologne I’ve worn in the past. I like this cologne very much but haven’t been able to wear it since our first pregnancy. The smell made her sick and she can’t handle the smell until this day. There’s no one in our yard, or in the street. I can’t figure out where this smell is coming from and ask Jesus, “Spiritual?” He says, “It’s the creator of the cologne” and “Fallen Angel.” I ask what he’s doing here and Jesus replies, “Get him and ask.” I call him up, the angel responds, “What do you want” and “Do you not like my cologne anymore? You used to wear it with pride.” I don’t answer, but he’s right. I ask if he’s judged or unjudged. Jesus tells me he’s “Judged” and the angel tells me, deviously, “You judged me” and continues, “I came in through your father’s ancestors. His fathers before him. Four generations.” I argue, “Jean Paul Gaultier didn’t exist then.” The angel retorts, “The name was different” and Jesus confirms, “He has different smells.” I ask, “What did you promise the one you came in through?” Angel, “The ladies, of course.” I ask, “What did you demand from them?” Angel, “Worship,” Jesus says, “Scandalous,” I ask Jesus what that means and the Fallen Angel says, “It’s the behavior I feed off of.” We do the work and he’s gone.

The Entertainer

I call him up and put him in the position of attention. He says, “I hate you! You’re not allowed to touch me!” I know what this is, ask, and he replies, “I am Fallen Angel.” I ask Jesus why he says this to me, Jesus says, “Arrogance” and I think this one’s unjudged. However, when I ask, he answers, “Judged.” I ask, “How did you get in here?” He responds, “His mother.” I ask what [generational] deal he’s made with the ancestors. The Fallen Angel responds, “She wanted entertainment and she paid with her vagina.”

The Murderer

I pull him up and demand his identity. He scowls, “I am Murder. I am Fallen Angel. I am unjudged.” I ask Jesus, “Deal or sweep?” Jesus says to deal, I find he comes in through both bloodlines of the one I’m working with and he tells me, “I am ancient. My deal is the same [on both sides].” Me, “What did you promise them?” Angel, “Satisfaction. Satisfaction through revenge. I provoke them to revenge. I tell them, ‘Don’t let them get over on you.’” Me, “What did you demand from them?” Angel, “I require blood. Death and murder. I settle the scores. I always get back, one way or another. I am patient…” and I feel, “premeditated retaliation.” Me, “Are you the one who makes him mad at others when he’s driving?” Angel, “I do. I’m also the one who provokes others through his eyes.” His deal, Revenge for Blood.

The Rain Man

I wake up hearing the song “Have You Ever Seen The Rain” by Creedence Clearwater Revival. I’m not a fan of this music and Jesus reveals things to me through songs, so I take it to Jesus. He tells me to pull the one behind the song. I do and ask, “Who’s the one behind this song?” The voice I get back tells me, “I’m your worst nightmare.” I retort, “Why are you playing that stupid song in my head?” The evil spirit goes from full aggression to defending itself, “It’s my song.” Lol. I put him in the position of attention and demand his identity. He answers confidently, “I am Fallen Angel.” He’s unjudged and comes in through my mother’s bloodline. I ask, “What did you promise my ancestors?” Angel, “They needed rain. They came to me for the rain.” I doubt his abilities, asking, “Could you provide the rain?” Angel, “Yes, I could bring the rain. They needed crops, a rainy season.” I ask, “What did you demand in return?” Angel, “They would worship me and I would receive their babies.” “Blood sacrifice,” I ask? Angel, “Yes.”

The Nepotist

Jesus brings me a human in a white room. I introduce him to Jesus, we have a common connection to the one behind him, so and grab the one behind us, put him in the Position of Attention in front of me and demand his identity. I hear, “F*** you, m*****f*****!” I overwhelm the spirit and ask, “Are you Nephilim?” Evil spirit, “I am.” He comes in through both bloodlines. When I ask what he’s promised in the deal, he says, “Life. I promised they would live if they worshipped me.” I ask, “What did you demand in exchange?” Neph, “They did some things for me here and there.” Me, “Like what?” Neph, “They gave me babies and I ate them. They were delicious” and I hear him erupt in laughter. I ask, “Was your father an angel?” Neph, “Yes. He was and is.” By this, I understand they may not be estranged and ask, “Do you work together?” He’s playful and answers, “We work together from time to time.” I break his deal of Life for Blood, separate my family from the curse and ask Jesus if I can pull up the father. Jesus says “Yes,” I pull him up, he’s an already judged Fallen Angel and I ask the deal he’s made with my ancestors. The angel answers, “It’s the same as with my son. He works for me. It’s a family business.” Again, I break his curse, Life for Blood and free my family from his connection.

god

My wife and I are working together and I find this one in me. I pull him up and he yells, “Get off me! You’re not a god.” I answer, “No, but my Boss is” and I ask, “You think you’re a god?” He answers, “I am.” Me, “I don’t recognize you [as such]. Tell me who you are.” I hear nothing, so I ask, “Are you Fallen Angel?” The evil spirit answers, “Yes,” he’s judged and comes in through both my parent’s ancestral bloodlines, an ancient connection. I ask if his deals are always the same and he replies, “Your ancestors were always the same.” I’ll take that as a “Yes” and asl what he promised them. I’m not hearing him and ask Jesus for permission to use necessary force. Jesus corrects me and tells me, “Listen.” I calm down and hear the angel tell me, “Your ancestors disgust me. They’re stupid. I kept them drunk and stupid. They didn’t know what they were doing. They did anything I asked if I kept them happy. They were easy to manipulate.” From this I deduce he promised “Happiness,” ask and he replies, “We can call it that.” I ask what he demanded from my ancestors. He says, “I wanted what a god should receive, respect. Worship. They would bow down at my feet.” I ask, “Did you eat their children?” Angel, “This is what a god does. You wouldn’t know anything about this.” His deal with my ancestors, False Happiness for Worship & Blood. I break it and remove my family from this curse.

The Mountaineer

I find this one behind a human spirit in one of Jesus’ white rooms. I pull up the evil spirit as I hear him saying, “I am not yours to be thrown around. I am Fallen Angel.” I ask, he’s unjudged and comes in through both bloodlines. I feel his power and ask Jesus, “Deal or sweep?” Jesus says, “Deal” and I ask if both deals are the same. Angel, “My deals are always the same. They followed me to a mountain and sacrificed their children to me. I feasted on their blood and flesh. Your ancestors danced and played music as I ate their young.” This reminds me of the story of God testing Abraham to take his son up the mountain for sacrifice; but of course, God stopped Abraham. I wonder if this is why God tested Abraham in this way. I question, “Where you physical [on the Earth]?” Angel, “For a time. I sat among the elders in the place I sat as king.” I ask, “Where?” and get no answer, so I demand “What did you promise my ancestors?” Angel, “I was their god when yours was not. I met their needs and furnished leadership. They needed guidance. I was their guide.” I ask, “Where you one of the 200?” I feel he’s surprised at my question and answers, “Yes.” I ask the Lord, “Yet he’s still unjudged?” The Father tells me, “He is for a time.” After I break this curse I ask The Lord if this angel is the reason for His testing of Abraham. He tells me, “He was one of many, in different times, who demanded this atrocious form of worship. Yes, my test of Abraham was because of this form of worship, but not necessarily because of this angel. I wanted to know that Abraham truly loved Me and would be obedient to me as the others were to their false gods. Abraham was and I used him to start a new thing on the Earth.” The curse was Leadership for Blood.

Tantoff

I hear the name “Tantoff” in my sleep, wake up, make note and my wife and I, later, take the name to Jesus. Jesus tells me, “Pull him up.” I do and the evil spirit says to me, “What do you want.” I don’t really know what I want and say, “The Lord told me to call you up. What are you doing in [my areas if dominion]?” He replies, “I play your heart.” I don’t know what this means and ask. Tantoff continues, “I control ‘the heart strings’ as you call it.” I insist he identify himself and it is as I suspect, Fallen Angel. I ask and he’s unjudged by The Father.” I feel it in my spirit and tell the angel, “The Lord wants me to tell you He’s calling back all angels estranged from His Kingdom. Will you hear His call? Don’t get caught outside of His judgement.” Tantoff argues, “I have outstanding issues with Your God.” I inquire, “What are they?” I know Tantoff is speaking to me, but I can’t understand what he is telling me. I’m confused and The Father tells me, “He tells you in your spirit. Give them to me.” Somehow, I don’t feel like I’m ready to hear these complaints, like I’m not mature enough in what God is doing in me and I don’t understand anything he says, yet, I give what he says to The Father, in the spirit. The Father puts His answers back in my spirit and, again, I cannot understand them but I give them to Tantoff and tell him, “Here are your answers. He has hidden them from me. These are just for you.” Tantoff looks downward, as if to be in thought. He looks back up at me and says, “I will reconcile.” I ask God Almighty what is it that I should do next. He tells me, “Invite him in, to Me.” I do and suggest to Tantoff, “You should go.” Tantoff replies, “I will go.” I can’t see him anymore and God tells me, “He’s with Me.” I ask, “Does he have any unholy attachments to me or my family?” The Father tells me, “You will have to disconnect him from your hearts.” I ask, “What agreement did we make? How did this happen?” The Father tells me, “Your ancestors gave him their hearts instead of Me. He has traveled throughout the times of man, through your ancestral bloodline, to you and your family. You’ve also given him your heart instead of Me.” I ask, “Is this curse for all people, all time?” He says “Yes” and I know that this angel first made his deal with Adam and Eve. He leads me, I separate all people all time and, specifically me and my family from this curse and The Father tells me, “I’m satisfied.” Reader, the work is done. As Jesus to separate you from this angel’s former work, renew your heart to Him and He will honor it.

The Liar

Jesus says, “I’m sending another” and I hear a whirlwind with guttural noises coming from it. I tell the evil spirit to “Identify.” I hear loud, whispering noises and see a smokey figure, bellowing like smoke from a huge fire. His voice sounds, hissy, snake-like and I hear the word, “Apomorphic.” I don’t know what this thing is and ask, “Are new a new form?” The being responds, “I am a form of what I am, what I was and what I will be. I assume the form of what I want and it is so.” I ask, “Are you demon, Angel, or something else? The spirit responds, “I am none of these.” I feel and ask, “Are you primordial?” I hear, “Yes, I am primordial.” I demand his origin in this bloodline. He responds, “I am in your people, all generations for all time. Your God sold your kind to me because of your sin against Him. He no longer wanted you, but I found something redeemable in your kind.” While this being was talking to me, I was testing him with Jesus and Jesus tells me, “He’s a liar. This is a Fallen Angel.” I’m angry at him, find he’s already judged by God Almighty and overwhelm him with prejudice. I start over with the Fallen Angel, his tone has changed and I find he’s entered through the mother’s bloodline. I ask what he promised the ancestors and he fires back, “I promised nothing!” He goes incommunicado and Jesus helps me the rest of the way, saying, “He made their ancestors make an oath to him. They gave over their rights to live freely, in peace, in exchange for their innocence & purity.” I got fooled with this one, because I didn’t ask Jesus first.

War Monger

Jesus sends me another. I grab and demand he “Identify.” I hear wild, animalistic sounds and he says, “I am who I am.” I reply, “And who is that?” The evil spirit says, “I am here because of his ancestors” and my throat begins burning. He’s hiding, I call him out, “You’re Fallen Angel” and I see him cower down and side-eye me. He says, “Let’s get this over with,” easily admits, “Unjudged” and comments, “You will not damage me.” He enters through both ancestors and I ask him what he’s promised them. The angel counters, “I made them strong. I prepared them for war. I built nations and secured borders. Together we overcame nations and I was their god.” I ask, “What did you demand from them?” Angel, “They gave me their worship and loved me. They were my children.” I inquire, “Did you procreate with the women?” Fallen Angel, “I have babies, yes, and these served me as my [Nephilim] generals. We dominated the region. His deal is, War for Worship.

The Artiste

I pull him up and he tells me, “I am not yours to manhandle.” I agree, “I don’t have to manhandle you, but you have to answer me [because of Jesus’ authority]. You know the rules in this place.” I hear, “I am Fallen Angel” and he tells me “I am unjudged.” He’s right, I do not have the authority to manhandle him. Jesus tells me not to aggress the Fallen Angels who are not judged. They still hold authority in The Almighty’s Kingdom until their judgement. He tells me, “I have access through both [this one’s] bloodlines.” I ask, “What did you promise her ancestors?” Angel, “I made their lives better. I gave them games and happiness. Food and drink. I entertained them.” Me, “What did you demand from them in return?” Angel, “They laid their young at my feet and worshipped me. I was their god.” Me, “That was then. What about now? How do you receive your worship?” Angel, “They worship me in the spirit. From some, I still receive blood sacrifice.” Me, “What is the name you go by?” He gets angry at me and rebuts, “I’m not answering that,” he attacks me and my throat is burning. I break his deal, purge the bloodlines and send him to Hell. His deal, Entertainment for Blood.

The god of False Life

Jesus tells me, “I’m sending one.” I grab and order to “Identify.” The evil spirit tells me, “I am Fallen Angel.” He’s “Unjudged” and tells me, “I came in through both bloodlines.” The deal is ancient, but the same on both sides. When I ask about the deal he tells me, “They worshipped me as their god. I controlled their destiny. They came to me for everything. Food, water; everything.” I ask, “What did you promise them in return?” Angel, “Life. That they would live. That I wouldn’t kill them.” His deal with the ancestors was Worship for Fear.

La Guardia

Jesus sends me another and he’s Fallen Angel, already judged. He enters through the father’s bloodline and tells me, “They came to me for security. I protected them and they worshipped me. I was their god and they were my children. Your god was nowhere to be found” and he reiterates, “I was their god.” We destroy his stronghold, purge the bloodline and send him to Hell. His deal, Protection for Worship.

The Kingdom Giver

I have trouble hearing this one. He’s Fallen Angel and he comes in through both parents bloodlines, ancient deal. I ask, “What did you promise these ancestors?” Angel, “I gave them a place in my kingdom.” Me, “What did you demand in return?” Angel, “Children. Blood. Bloodline. Their future.” We do the work, he’s gone and his deal is Kingdom for Future. These deals are always one sided. They would slave for him in his kingdom and, for that, he would receive their future ancestry. They renew their deals also. They’re goal is to stay in the bloodline, endlessly. They hide there, enslave our spirits, try to steal our souls and control our lives.

Pain

I’m working with a woman who’s unnaturally grieving the loss of her husband. Jesus tells me to grab the one behind her unnatural grieving. I do and hear, “You don’t want to know who I am.” I protest, “No. I think I do. Are you human, demon or something else?” The evil spirit says, “I am human” but my throat is burning and I assert, “you’re Fallen Angel.” The spirit replies, “I am.” He’s judged, comes in through both parent’s ancestors, the deal is the same on both sides and he tells me, about the ancestors, “I tie them to pain and discouragement. They grieve in lament and sorrow with me.” When he says this, something clicks in my mind and I ask, “You’re the one who’s not allowed in Heaven aren’t you?” He answers, “I’m not allowed in Heaven.” I turn to Jesus for confirmation and Jesus affirms, “This is him.” Allow me to back up for a moment. About a month ago, Jesus puts me in front of a human spirit in Heaven. He instructs me to deliver a message which makes this spirit sad and I ask Jesus, “Was the human spirit remorseful about the message?” Jesus tells me something I never knew. He tells me about the human spirit, “He was sad. Remorse isn’t allowed in Heaven.” Wow! I ask the Fallen Angel, “What did you demand from this one’s ancestors?” He tells me, “They give me their life. I own them and I grieve them. His deal is Pain & Sorrow for Generations.

Lucy

I watch the movie “Lucy” and get very emotional while watching. This is not normal for me. My wife and I ask Jesus, “Am I infiltrated?” and get nothing. I’m in the bathroom, ask again and hear, “You looked at my girl.” I, then, ask Jesus if I looked at his girl. Jesus says, “Yes” and I know I looked at Scarlett Johansson. I find this woman to be pretty, ask forgiveness and He tells me, “Pull up the one who spoke to you.” I ask, “What about the one behind the woman?” He says, “They’re one in the same.” I pull this one up and my wife feels “a weird combination of seduction and anger.” I ask, “Identify” and he says, “Fallen Angel.” He’s unjudged, I ask, “Are you local or generational?” He replies, “You’re the one who looked” but I feel the connection is deeper. I ask, “Have you been in here for a while?” Angel, “I have.” I ask what deal I’ve made with him and he answers, “You like the beautiful girls. You made the deal through my movies. You look at my girls.” I ask, “Do you own these girls?” Angel, “These girls belong to me.” I ask, “The girls from Hollywood?” He agrees, “They do. They belong to me.” Me, “Did they all make deals with you?” Angel, “Not all, but many.” I ask, “What did you demand from me in exchange for the girls I looked at?” He says, eerily, “I…get…your…children.” Me, “What are you doing with my children?” Angel, “I do what I want to do with them. They are my slaves.” I repent, break the curse Beautiful Girls for Generations and set me and my family free. I ask Jesus, “How do I stop these things?” He answers, “Ask Me for protection.” He’s not concerned that I look at the beauty of a woman in a moral fashion. It’s outside His protection. It doesn’t matter how I look at women in the angel’s movies. If I look, he has access to me. It’s that innocent and that easy. We come into agreement when we watch the movie. All of us are susceptible.

Taskmaster

I grab the one behind the woman and demand, “Speak so I can hear you.” The being says, “You can’t hear me. I answer, “Yes I can,” feel the evil spirit is surprised and demand he identify himself. He responds, “You are not in my realm!” I correct him, saying, “Yes, I am. My spirit is and I can hear you.” He goes silent and I threaten. He retorts, “You can’t touch me.” I feel and insist, “Are you Fallen Angel?” He asks in surprise, “What?” I answer, “ARE YOU FALLEN ANGEL?” Sounding concerned, he answers, “I am.” Because of his comment, “You can’t touch me” I ask, “Unjudged?” He answers, “I am.” I ask how and he answers, “I came in through both” bloodlines. I ask, “What did you promise the ancestors?” He retorts, “Who are you?” I tell him I work for the Lord God Almighty and he responds, “Interesting.” I tell him, “You know the rules in this place. I come in His authority” and I feel “Yuk” and disgust, but he answers, “I came in through your bloodlines because of an ancient deal. Your ancestors gave me access because [I feel he’s very intelligent] they needed a place to live, a safe place. I invited them into my safe place and, there, your ancestors have lived ever since.” I ask what he’s demande in exchange for the place to live. He answers, “They are to work for me. I am their god and they do as I please. I instruct them on what they are to do and they carry out my will.” I ask, “Does this deal go back to Adan and Eve?” He answers, “Their offspring made the deal.” I break the curse of A Place to Stay for Labor and call angels from Heaven to usher him to Jesus’ feet.

The Satan II

I grab the one behind the man, demand him to identify himself and he says, “You know who I am.” I’ve only had two say this to me: Jezebel and The Satan. Because of the circumstances of this deliverance I know this one is The Satan. He comes in this one through both the mother and father’s bloodlines, ancient deal. I ask what deal he’s made with the ancestors. He answers, “They wanted to be known.” I ask, “Like, famous?” The Satan answers, “They wanted a name. I gave them a name.” I assert, “You gave them your name” and he answers, “Yes. I did,” but as if to imply, “That was clever.” I demand, “What did you promise them?” He, “Fame and fortune.” I imply that I know something about him Jesus tells me not to disclose and I feel his anger as my throat begins to burn. I break the deal and set the man free as I get him to announce, “I am only to be called by Your Name my Lord Jesus.” The curse, His Name for Fame & Fortune.

Apollo

This evil spirit makes it hard for the one I’m working with to speak. Jesus says, “Pull this one up.” I do and hear “Apollo.” He says he comes in through both bloodlines and “My deals are always the same.” I ask, “Fallen Angel?” He, “Yes” and I ask Jesus, “Apollo is The Satan, right?” Jesus answers, “An aspect of [The] Satan.” I ask what Apollo promised the ancestors and he responds, “They became mine” and I see a planet in my spirit. I ask, “Which planet is this?” He says, “This is my planet. I live there. You call it Saturn.” This makes sense. The Romans worshipped Saturn and Saturn is another aspect of The Satan, but his answer is not the answer to my question. I repeat and he answers, “That they would live with me on my planet after they died. Your God cursed them to death. I became their savior.” I demand what he demanded from them for his false salvation. He answers, “That they would worship me and sacrifice their young to me. I was their king and they were my subjects.” I ask, “So, you were physical?” Apollo, “Yes, for a time. Then, I retreated to my planet.” My throat begins burning. He is powerful and I ask about his deal, “That was then. What do you demand now?” Apollo, “My name is known throughout your time.” I argue, “Yea, but that was then. You’re not receiving much worship now. How are you receiving worship today?” Apollo, “I head up a program thru your people and they sacrifice babies to me.” Holy crap. I ask, “Abortion?” Apollo, “They leave their babies at my feet.” I ask Father, “Sir, I thought Moloch headed up this program?” He, “No son. This one’s over it. Moloch receives sacrifice also, but Apollo is responsible for this movement of your time.” I ask, “Can I break Sir?” He answers, “Yes” and I break the curse of Savior for Sacrifice off the family of the one I’m working with.

Lord of the Underwater Kingdom

We found this one tied to my daughter who was tied to the water kingdom through an agreement with a children’s baseball league. Jesus says to “Pull your daughter up and send her to me. Then, pull the one up who’s responsible for the deal.” I do and the culprit is a judged, Fallen Angel. I ask, “Did you get my daughter thru the agreement to play ball?” Angel, “I did.” Jesus says I can “Deal” with him and I ask his rank and from which kingdom he comes. He answers, “I am the Lord of the Underwater Kingdom. I am over everything.” The Father tells me, “Cut off his head and I will place him under your feet.” I do and The Father says, “See. I have placed you over this angel and his kingdom. He will answer to you and you will answer to Me.” I answer, “Yes, my Lord” and break the curse over my daughter and our family.

The Satan III

I’m working with my oldest son and Jesus tells me, “I’m sending one.” I grab and demand, “Identify [yourself].” He says, “You know who I am.” There’s only two who’ve ever said this to me, Jezebel and The Satan, but I can feel who this one is and suggest, “The Satan.” He responds, “I am.” I warn him, “I came to cut you away from my boy.” He retorts, sharply, “Do it” and tells me, “I come thru both [parent’s].” I ask, “What did you promise [my ancestors]?” The Satan, “They were my slaves and I got them for nothing. They gave themselves away.” I ask, “You didn’t require anything from them?” He doesn’t answer and Jesus says, “There’s no deal.” Wow. We forgive our ancestors and ask for our forgiveness for coming into agreement with him. I smash the curse and remove The Satan from my bloodlines.

Semjaza

I found Semjaza through his son, a Nephilim, in my son and I call him up by name. He answers, “I am here.” I ask if his deal is the same as his son’s. He tells me, “I wanted access to their bloodlines. I had sex with them, broke their agreement with your God, planted my seeds, corrupted His Creation and usurped the power of His Creation for myself.” I ask, “What did you promise them?” Angel, “Freedom. Your God left them [after the incident in The Garden]. They were scared and intimidated with no one to protect them. The Earth was a chaotic place them. Many things warred against His Creation. I offered them freedom, thru me, and I got access to their power. I sustain my kingdom with the power and blood of your kind.” His deal is the same as his son’s, with a slight variation, Protection for Power.

The Nazi

This one comes in through both parent’s ancestors and tells me, “I am Fallen Angel.” He’s unjudged, the deal is the same on both sides and I ask him what he promised the ancestors. He answers, “That they would receive my love. Your God abandoned them. They had no protection. I protected them. They needed me. I ask, “[What did you] Demand?” Angel, “They were mine. They would fight for me.” I Me, “Fight against who?” Angel, “There were others. My enemies.” Me, “Other angels?” Him, “Yes. Some are always looking to expand their kingdom. I was protecting mine.” Me, “Were you flesh?” Angel, “I was for a time. God changed that, now I work from the spirit.” Me, “What does your deal look today?” Angel, “I have a collective thru the generations I started on earth. I work thru them to accomplish my will. Some follow and some don’t, such as with your God.” Me, “What area did you roam?” I see an area in Europe, Google a map of Europe and find it’s the area of modern Germany. Me, “Do you and have you always had influence over this area?” Angel, “This area is mine. If anyone attacks it, I retaliate with my people. He (God. When he forsook the nations at the Tower of Babel incident) has given me this realm. I will not lose it.” Me, “Were you responsible for the Nazi German uprising and WWII?” Angel, “These were in conglomeration with my boss. This will happen again, maybe thru my realm, maybe another, but this will happen. His deal, Love for War.

The Grocer

Jesus tells me, “I’m sending one.” I grab the evil spirit. Take authority and demand it’s identity so I will know how to deal with it. The spirit says, “I am Fallen Angel.” He’s judged, comes in through both parent’s bloodlines (ancient) and tells me, “They wanted to eat. I control the food of the Earth.” Me, “All the food?” Angel, “The food I control.” Me, “We talking beef, produce…” and he interrupts me, rudely, “All the food I control.” Me, putting it together, “So, it’s a regional thing?” Angel, “Yes.” Me, “What region?” I hear, ancient “Ethiopia” and ask, “These people needed your food?” Angel, “Yes. They still do. I starve them and deplete their resources. I allow so much to grow, but only what I want, to control them.” I ask, “What did you demand in exchange for your food?” Angel, “Obedience and loyalty.” Me, “What would this consist of?” Angel, “I was their god. They did whatever I asked. War, sacrifice, worship” and I hear “National things” and understand it to mean regional politics. Me, “That was then. How do you work this curse now?” Angel, “They still worship me for provision of food and I still demand their worship. I have many working under me. I have to support my family (spiritual household). They are the produce for me and those under me. My kingdom. His deal is Provision for Obedience.

Where the Blue Grass Flows

In the link abo, a woman get’s delivered from two ancient curses, each held by a separate Fallen Angel.

Rhythm & Blues

I hear the song “What’s Going On,” by Marvin Gaye. I like this song, but it won’t go away when I’m trying to work with the Lord and I recognize it as an attack. He authorizes, I pull up and he’s Fallen Angel, judged and my throat is burning. He comes in thru both bloodlines. I demand what he’s promised my ancestors and he tells me, “They weren’t doing anything wrong. They were accused of something they didn’t do.” I ask, “By God?” I feel he’s slick and he answers, “Yes. He accused them and I gave them a sense of rightness.” I ask, “Does this refer to The Garden incident?” He says, “No, this is after” and I follow, “Did you fool them and they think your voice was the Lords?” Angel, “No, they knew who I was.” Me, “So, you pulled them away from His correction?” Angel, “I did. They liked what I had to say better,” and I understand that he’s used arguments to raise reasonable doubt against the truth. Me, “So, what did you promise them?” Angel, “Their rightness.” I follow, “Demand?” He answers, “Their wrongness” and I feel a sinister edge to His words. I confirm with The Lord, “So, his deal is Righteousness for Unrighteousness?” The Lord answers, “Yes. That’s it, son.”

The Dark One II

I call on the Lord and, in my vision, I see a mountain with a dark figure sitting at the peak. Behind him is a swirling of dark neon colors in the sky, swirling all around him. I call him out, “You’re not The Father.” No answer. I test him, no answer and I ask, “Who are you?” Finally, I get an answer, “I am The Dark Lord. I demand him to identify and he responds, “I ‘m not your to push around.” I assert, “I’m not pushing you around, but you’re in my space, uninvited!” He contends, “You invited me.” I ask, “How?” and he insists, “Your ancestors invited me. Your mother’s people. They like the dark arts.” I ask, “Fallen Angel?” He says, “I am,” he’s unjudged and tells me, “I come in thru both [your parents] bloodlines.” Me, Is your deal the same for both?” He, “Yes.” Me, “What did you promise?” Angel, “Power.” Me, “Just power?” Angel, “That’s all they needed.” Me, “Demand?” Angel, “Their lives. I enslaved them to me. They became my servants. I use them to work through your kind.” I think I know who this is and ask, “Are you the Master of the Dark Arts?” Angel, “No.” Me, “The Dark One?” No answer. My throat begins burning and Jesus interrupts, “Deal quickly.” Angel, “I am The Dark One.” I demand, “How did you get back in?” Angel, “I never left. There’s more that connects me to you” and I begin the breaking of 47 curses over my ancestor’s bloodlines for over two and a half hours. Brutal! The Father already placed me over this angel, but there were outstanding curses that gave him authority over me still.

Freedom Angel

I reach in and grab the one behind the human spirit, stand him up in front of me and command him to identify. He answers and I hear both, “I am Fallen Angel” and “I am freedom Angel” at the same time. He’s judged already by The Father, comes in thru both bloodlines, has ancient ties and Jesus instructs me to “Take him out.” I ask, “What did you promise my ancestors?” Angel, “They needed safety.” Me, “What did you charge them for your safety?” Angel, “Blood, their lives…nothing is for free!” His deal is Safety for Blood.

The Blood Traveler

This one’s hiding behind two human spirits. I introduce them to Jesus and grab the one behind them. I hear screaming. He answers me, “Fallen Angel,” he’s judged and he tells me, “I come in thru all of them [bloodlines].” Jesus tells me to deal with him and he tells me, “They’re always the same. They give me access and I roam freely through their deals. I promise that they would have me, that I would be their god.” I ask what he demands in exchange for what he gives. He simply says, “Their bloodline. I use their bloodlines to access everyone. I travel for free and do what I will.” He’s powerful, my throat begins to burn and I remove him from the bloodline. His deal, A God for Freedom of Movement.

The Sorrows of Angels

Click the link above to learn how The Father is calling His unjudged, rebellious angels back to repentance. He says, “I Am doing a New Thing.”

Spoiled Boy

I’m speaking with Jesus and a voice tries to imitate His, calling me Troy. Jesus doesn’t call me “Troy,” so I pull him up. I take authority over this one and command him to identify. He’s Fallen Angel, Judged, and I demand what he’s promised my ancestors. He answers, “Freedom” and I ask what he demands in return. He answers, “Slavery [to me].” This sound like a terrible deal and I ask Jesus if I can break it. The angel tells me, “I came in before the flood.” I ask, “Were you ruling on Earth or from the [2^nd] heavens?” Angel, “I ruled both from the Earth and from the heavens.” I ask, “Where you there when God made mankind?” Angel, “I was there.” Me, “Were you cheering for God’s creation?” Angel, “No, I was already in opposition to your God. I saw what he was doing and I hated it.” Me, “Why?” Angel, “I hated to see Him create something with such joy. He loves your kind” and I hear him say as a little boy would say, with jealousy, “He never loved anything He created like that before. I had separated from your God before He created your kind and your place. I am my own god now, and I have my own kingdom.” Me, “Why do you fight our kind so hard if you have your own kingdom?” Angel, “My kingdom is depleted of resources. He created your place with an abundance and all your kind does is destroy it. I must attack your kind to provide for my kingdom. Without the resources from your place we would die. So, I attack your kind and I take what I need to sustain my kingdom.” His deal, Freedom for Slavery and he gets the resources intended for mankind.

Your Daddy’s Father

I removed the Nephilim and ask The Father, “Can I deal with the Nephilim’s father?” He gives me authorization. I pull up the father and he says, “What do you want,” just like his son. He’s judged and I ask, “Is your deal the same as your son’s?” Angel, “We have the same deals. Mine are slightly different, but they’re the same.” I ask, “Is this true, Lord?” The Father tells me, “Check him.” I continue, “The Father says to check you. Are you lying?” He doesn’t want to answer and I remind the angel, “He’s given me authority over you” and assert, “I WILL SMASH YOU!” I feel his disposition changes and feel his concern. He concedes, “I am their father. My son acts in my place and I receive their worship through him. I am the father of these who have given themselves to me, but I demand differently than my son. He likes the sex and I like the worship. I eat their worship. I confirm with The Father and He concurs, “True, son.” This curse was generated early in the time of mankind and all are subjected unto it. I break this curse, Father for Worship and He tells me to Break it All Generations for All Times and says, “Now My people can come to Me through repentance and prayer and I can break this off of them because of this work.” Click here to read about this angel’s son, the Nephilim.

The Big Boy

I hear, “I am Sending another” and see an angel with wings. He’s rebellious and neglects to stand at attention. I command, “Identify.” He answers, “I am NOT going to be handled by anyone like you.” and I feel by this he means, “Human.” Angel, “You think you can toss me around like this, but you’re no one to me. I see God in you, but your humanity sends a stench to my nostrils.” I ask and he reports, “I come in through both your parents bloodlines. The deal is the same and I ask what he’s promised my ancestors. He answers, “It’s not what I promised them, it’s what they could give me.” I ask, “What?” and he replies, “They gave me food. [So that] I could live from their provision. They sustained me from their hearts” he states in a sweet voice. I maintain, “So, you ate them?” He answers, “Yes” with a laugh. Me, “You had to promise them something to get this, right?” Angel, “No, I didn’t. Your god gave them to me. He was angry with them and noticed my needs” he says sarcastically. I ask, “Judged or un..?” and he answers quickly, “I am judged. I will never be a part of your kingdom again and that’s okay with me. I just need to eat. A big boy’s gotta eat. Your kind feeds the big boy.” I confirm with The Father, “Sir, there’s no human deal with this one?” He answers, “No. This one is My deal. I allowed him to feed off the disobedience of mankind. This one hates Me, but I still love him. Mankind turned on Me and now it’s time to take them back.” I ask, “Is this curse is all generations for all times?” Father, “Yes, it is My son. Break it.” Me, “How do I do this?” Father, “You are my ambassador. You will speak for Me. Tell him I’m taking back what’s Mine.” I tell the Big Boy and he argues, “He can’t have them. He gave these to me.” The Father insists, “I didn’t ask this angel for anything in return. I gave them and I will take them.” I tell the Big Boy and his tone has changed, “Then, what will I eat?” The Father, “I’m taking what’s Mine. The ones who don’t belong to me, I will leave and he will do with them what he likes.” I tell the angel and there’s a long pause.” He finally responds, “OK! Ok,” as if he’s brokered a good deal and says, “I’ll accept that,” but there’s no deal. God just told him what He’s doing. The Father tells me, “Call back all that’s Mine from where this angel’s stored them and deliver them to My Throne Room.” I do and I feel an innumerable release of souls. There’s no deal to break. There was never a deal and The Father says, “I Am satisfied, My son.”

The Protector

I place the evil spirit in the position of attention. “I am Fallen Angel,” he tells me and he’s already Judged by the father. He comes in thru both bloodlines and tells me, “I wanted their babies, so I gave them, me, as their god.” I ask, “When did you make this deal?” Angel, “In the third generation of mankind.” Me, “Why did they need you as their god?” Angel, “Yours left them, because of their father’s mishap in The Garden. They were covered there, but [after the fall] they were sent to Earth without a God. They were soft and vulnerable. They needed a covering, a protector. I was there waiting for them. I became their god.” I ask, “Were you physical on the Earth?” Angel, “I was, until your God sent His deluge. We were sent back to our places. Now I work in the spirit against your kind.” His deal, Babies for gods.

Mr. Independent

Jesus says, “Let’s get started and I receive one He’s sent up. I take authority over the evil spirit and hear, “I am not yours. I don’t belong to you!” I command, “Identify” and Jesus tells me, “Be careful.” The evil spirit tells me, “I am Fallen Angel, I am unjudged.” I am not supposed to disrespect any Fallen Angels unjudged by The Lord God Almighty and Jesus tells me, “This one comes in through all generations for all times.” I ask his promise and what he’s demanded from all generations for all times. He answers, “They get to live. I get the worship and sacrifice.” The curse, Life for Worship & Sacrifice.

The Satan IV

I pull up the dark figure is see on the top of the mountain and put him in the position of attention. I ask, “Are you Fallen Angel?” I hear, “You know who I am.” I’m not sure and ask, “Judged or unjudged?” He answers, “Judged” and I ask, “Are you The Satan?” He replies, “I am The Satan.” I ask, “Did you come in through the mother, the father or both?” Satan, “I am all generations for all times.” Me, “What did you promise the ancestors?” Satan, “That they would be able to come to me.” Me, “For what?” Satan, “For whatever. I am their god.” Me, “What did you demand in return? Satan, “Their blood.” I ask Father if I can break the deal, but He says, “Break it, son” as Satan yells, BREAK IT!!!” The deal, Whatever for Blood.

The Satan V

I hear, “Deal were made in the crib” and pull up the one who made the deal. I hear, “I’m human” and feel “female.” The human is a dead human spirit, the great grandmother of the one I’m working with. She was a Dark Witch, very powerful and very evil. I try to introduce her to Jesus, but she argues, “I’m used to this kingdom…There’s much pain and torture here.” I ask. “Would you like to get out?” and suggest I can invite Jesus in to talk to her. She says, “I’m going to stay.” I retort, “You’re going to meet Him today, one way or the other; whether as a friend or an enemy” because of the nature of our meeting. She’s in a White Room. She screams, “NOOOO!” and continues shrieking. Jesus says, “I will talk to her” and I pull the one behind her. He says, “I am The Satan.” I ask and he answers, “I come in through all bloodlines. I gave them freedom from your God.” I ask, “What did you demand from them?” He answers, “Their lives and allegiance to me.” This deal with The Satan through mankind, Freedom for Allegiance.

Dream Jumper

The man comes to me with a dream within a dream. This is not uncommon as Jesus tells me in the past, “I use a dream within a dream to conceal one from the other” protecting the human from the oppressor in the dream. I ask Jesus, “This can’t be the same being, can it Lord?” He answers, “Yes” and I’m surprised, “But through different circumstances. Pull him up” He says. I take authority over the evil spirit. He’s Fallen Angel, tells me, “I’m judged.” I ask which bloodline through which he enters, if not both. He answers, “Witchcraft.” I ask, “Which witch?” Angel, “I work through many witches.” I ask Jesus, the angel’s telling the truth.” Jesus says, “There are many,” so I tie all the witches he uses together and cut all their cords. I send the angel to the feet of Jesus, clean up and he’s gone.

Baby Maker

Jesus says, “I’m sending one. I grab him, place him under my authority and demand his identity. He’s Fallen Angel, judged, comes in thru both bloodlines and I ask, “What did you promise the ancestors?” He replies sharply, “That they could live!” I ask what he’s demanded from them in return. He says, matter-of-factly, “Blood and intercourse. They gave me sex and babies.” His deal, Blood for Babies.

Batman

Link to Batman. I hear a being telling me my wife is supposed to die overnight. We take this to Jesus. He says, “That message was not from Me” and we prepare to go to war against the evil spirit. We are worshipping to Yeshua by Worshipmob and I ask Jesus to show me who this is while I worship Him. He opens my eyes and I see what looks to be a silhouette of Batman. I see the silhouette spread it’s wings and begin dancing to the song my wife and I are worshipping to. The songs over, I ask Jesus, “Is this him, Sir?” Jesus, “Yes, it is.” I grab this Batman and put him under my authority, overwhelm him and demand him to identify himself. I hear, “What are you doing?” Me, again, “Identify!” Him, “Fallen Angel.” Me, Judged or not?” Angel, “Judged.” Me, “Are you Batman?” Angel, “I am Batman.” Me, “Are you also Camazotz?” He doesn’t like the way I say it and says, “That’s a weird way to pronounce it. I am he.” I interrogate, he’s All Generations for All Times, ancient, and he says, “My deals are always the same.” He’s 100% Fallen Angel and I ask, “Why do you show yourself [to mankind] as part man?” Angel, “I throw your kind off my scent this way. I blend in with your kind and pass the blame for what I do. Also, I have others who work for me, who are part man and part Batman. They use my name to do my work, as you have written in the past. I follow your work.” Me, “What did you promise the ancestors?” He says, firmly, “Oh, they get me and what comes with me. I am a true vampire and I live forever. Once they become like me, they live forever, with me, in me as you are one with your God, in Him and use His name. They become mine and I get their ancestors.” Me, “You demand blood and human sacrifice, right?” Angel, “Yes, I do.” His deal is False Eternal Life for Sacrifice. This Fallen Angel is already in my Character Profile of Demons as Batman/Camazotz. When I wrote it I didn’t know he was a Fallen Angel.

Somonique

I’m sleeping and hear the conversation, “My boy Somonique is here.” My wife and I take it to Jesus, He says, “Pull him up,” I do and I feel he’s looking all around, like, “What’s going on?” I ask, “Are you Fallen Angel?” He replies, “I am, unjudged.” Me, “Are you Somonique?” Angel, “I am here.” The Father tells me and I relay His message to Somonique, “The Lord is calling back His unjudged angels. He’s declared the time of your rebellion is over. Repent and He will restore you to your previous position. He loves you. He wants you to come home.” The angel is hesitating. I wait and hear, “It’s been a long time. I’ve been gone for so long.” I tell The Father what he’s said and relay The Father’s reply back to the angel, “He said it’s been long enough. He wants you back.” I wait for another pause and feel he’s sorrowfully in thought; like he wants to but is sorrowful for what he’s done. I tell the angel, “He’s making all things right, Somonique. He wants you to be a part of it. He wants you to come home.” Somonique is crying and say, “Ok. I’ll come back.” He repents and I see The Father run in, hugging him and think, “Wow. God really loves this one.” God takes him away and tells me “I got him.” I ask, “Can I break his deal with humanity?” The Father says, “You may.” The deal is All Generations for all times. He promised Entertainment for blood and the skins of mankind. After it’s over I feel this one was fooled, pulled from God. Jesus tells me, “He thought things were going to be fun, a breeze and that this venture would be an easy one, but he found he was lied to. He lost the covering of his God and served something very evil, intended to trap him and make him serve it for his own needs. Very selfish.”

The Union President

I grab him and he says, “I’m Fallen Angel.” He’s unjudged and I ask The Father, “What do I do with him Sir?” God says, “Tell him what I’m doing.” The Father is sending me to tell all unjudged Fallen Angels that it’s time to come back to your place, seek repentance and regain your position in His Kingdom. He loves you and wants to forgive you.” I feel the angel thinking while he’s looking at me. He bends down. putting his hands on his head, thinking still and then straightens out, as if to be in the position of attention. He says, “I am ready to return. I am sorry for what I’ve done, my King. I have disappointed you and I beg your forgiveness. I want to come back from this place.” The Father says, “I forgive him. Tell him to take his place and return to My Kingdom.” I do, the angel bows and flies away. I ask, “What about this deal, Sir?” The Father says, “Let’s break it together. His deals are always the same. He used those tied to him for labor. These would work for him to harvest food. He would teach them the dark arts and incorporate them into their kingdom’s work.” I ask, “Lord, is this Tommy Gun’s slave driver?” God, “Yes, he is.” I ask, “How did I come into agreement with him?” The Father, “He promised fruit for labor. You agreed to his labor. You worked his system. The deal is All Generations for All Times. This angel’s deal, he enslaved mankind with Fruits for Labor.

Iron Man

My wife has a dream and sees Sheet Dancers & The Big Iron Face. In the dream there are sheets hanging from the ceiling and people are trapped inside the sheets. “They seemed to be dancing,” she days, “But the more I think about it the more I realize they were moving and trapped in the sheets. Then I see a very dark figure, like a shadow. He’s bigger than the sheets. Then I see his face come toward me and his iron face took up the entire vision.” The Father tells me, “Son, I want you to take care of this now.” I pull up the one with the iron mask and free the ones caught in his witchcraft (the sheets). Me, “Identify.” Him, “Fallen Angel, judged.” Me, Which bloodlines or both?” Angel, “Both.” I look at God, He says, “Deal with him for now.” I look back at the angel, “What did you promise them?” Angel, “That they would have life.” Me, “Is this an early (ancient) deal in the times of man?” Angel, “Very.” Me, “What did you demand from them?” Angel, “Freedom.” Me, “Freedom from what…whom?” Angel, “From their God. Who had deserted them.” Me, “What does the “life” you promise consist of?” Angel, “A new life. That they would serve me instead of him.” Me, “What did you get out of the deal?” Angel, “Their life. I gave them a new life and they give me their lives. It’s a good deal” he tries to convince me. “I was manifest,” he tells me, “They would work for me, sustain me and themselves. I would receive their worship and they adored me as their god.” I say, “That was then. What about now?” Angel, “I keep them in this place. I eat their souls. Their lives sustain me.” I ask, “Get rid of him Sir?” The Father says, “Yes. This curse is for All Gens for All Times. The Fallen Angel’s deal, Life for Life.

Venus

I’m working with one who tells me her husband calls her his Trophy Wife, but she’s been struggling with a rare vein and blood flow issue in her legs. The Lord tells me to pull the one behind the “Chronic Venus Insufficiency.” I pull it up “At its most basic roots.” I tell it to identify and she understands, “Mad.” It doesn’t want to talk, I threaten with necessary force and the being declares, “Fallen Angel.” This angel is already judged by The Father and will never serve Him in His Kingdom again. I interrogate and he’s entered though All Generations for All Times. I demand this ancient deal. The angel confesses its operating under two curses: Beauty for Sickness and Sex for Loyalty. He promises the ancestors beauty. In exchange, he attacks their health and destroys their innocence through illicit sexual behavior. I find interest in the name of this disease and research Venus from mythology, looking for a connection. Many of these angels are so beautiful, they project themselves as female to the cultures they’ve presented themselves to in human history. Also, presenting as female blasphemes God’s male order of authority and throws humans off their true identity. I find, Venus is the Roman Goddess of beauty, sex, fertility and prosperity. The Trophy wife’s history, pre marriage, was full of sexual promiscuity. Angels also appear as celestial bodies. Guess which one this one tells me he belongs to.

The Strong One

She is shaking. Jesus tells me, “Listen to her.” She says, “I feel like crying. I close my eyes and “I AM” is written on my keyboard. I ask the evil spirit, “’I AM’ what?” The spirit replies, “I AM STRONG.” I blow a horn into his kingdom and announce, “I’m coming in there” and send my spirit. The evil spirit says, “NO!” and claims, “I am Fallen Angel.” He’s judged, comes in thru the mother’s bloodline, and promised her ancestors Life for Sacrifice.” Me, “When did you enter?” Angel, “Many times ago.” His deal is antediluvian and bases his deal with mankind on The Father’s move from mankind because of their forsaking Him. I move to break the deal and find he’s lied. There’s also a curse on the her father’s bloodline as well.

The Good Farmer

Jesus tells me, “I’m sending another” and I put it under my authority in the position of attention. I command to identify, but the spirit tell me, “No!” I remind the evil spirit of the rules in this place and the one I’m working with tells me, “I feel that it’s annoyed.” He comes to terms, is an unjudged Fallen Angel and enters through the father’s bloodline. I ask, “What did you promise the father’s ancestors?” He answers, “Soul.” I argue, “That doesn’t make sense angel. You didn’t give them a soul. Did they think they didn’t have a soul and you promised them one. He declares, “I gave them Life Abundantly.” I ask Jesus, “Is this true, Sir?” Jesus answers, “Yes” and I follow with, “What did you demand for this life you promised?” I hear him answer, “Fruits of the Vine.” He picked the youngest of the fruit (human children), ate their fruit (flesh) and drank their wine (blood).

Igor & Philemon

Jesus says, “There’s another,” I pull up, take authority and something says, “F*** your authority!” I ask, “Human, demon or something else?” Evil spirit, “I’m something else!” Me, “Are you Nephilim?” Evil spirit, “I AM NEPHILIMMMMMM.” He comes in through All Generations for All Times, an ancient deal and I ask, “What did you promise the ancestors?” Neph, “They could keep their bullsh** stuff.” Me, “What stuff?” He doesn’t answer. I overwhelm him. I hear his screaming and he answers, “Their humanity!” I ask, “What did you demand in exchange for their humanity.” He’s chaotic and says, “I stole it!” Me, “Stole what?” Neph, “Their humanity. I use it for my purpose.” Me, “But you’re part human.” Neph, “Only the good part,” he jokes, but I know he doesn’t mean it. I ask, “Father, can I ask him about these things?” The Father says, “You may” and I ask, “How did you construct this deal, that they could keep their Humanity for Humanity?” Neph, “[I promised that] They could be themselves, but they owe me some of themselves. Pay to play, you know.” Me, “You mean, like, keep their lives?” Neph, “You got it.” Me, “What did you do with their humanity, then?” Neph, “I experiment.” Me, “How?” Neph, “I take these to a lab, and we figure them out.” Me, “Do you work with your father?” I hear, “Hahahaha,” then nothing. I overwhelm him and he answers, “My father runs the experiments.” I make the comment, “He’s like Igor” to my wife, in jest, but then I feel strongly and ask The Father, “Is this one Igor?” The Father answers, “He is an Igor,” meaning, one of many. I ask, “That was your deal [in the past]. How does your deal work today?” Neph, “We have connections. We work with your own kind and they bring us what we need. Our experiments are done right under your noses. You stupid humans have no idea what we’re doing” and he laughs again. His deal is Humanity [Life] for Humanity [to experiment]. The curse is All Generations for All Times. I remove him, break his cirse and go for the father. He was there already. This Fallen Angel’s already judged by The Father. Me, “Is your deal the same” as your son’s? Angel, “A little different.” Me, “What did you promise?” Angel, “The sacrifice is different.” Me, “How so?” Angel, Blood for Blood.” I confirm, “So, your son’s deal was with the flesh and yours is with the blood?” Angel, “Accurate.” The Father walks me through, we break both curses over All Generations for All Times and I steal back all their spoils of war for My King and lay them at His feet.

The Bird Lover

I tell me wife, “Why am I feeling all this doubt this morning, like what we do is not real?” We go to The Lord; He tells me to “Pull it up” and I put the evil spirit in the Position of Attention in front of me. I hear, “I am Fallen Angel. I am judged.” I ask, “Did you enter through my mother, father or both” bloodlines. He answers, “I am in All Generations for All Times.” I ask what’s his deal with the ancestors. He says, “They needed me. Your God was nowhere to be found. They needed covering. I provided shade for the little birdies.” Me, “So you gave them your covering?” He says, “I did. They needed my protection. I happily gave it to them.” I ask, “What did you demand for your protection?” Angel, “They sacrificed to me and gave me their blood.” Me, “Okay, but that was then. What’s the deal now?” Angel, “I feed off of the sin of those I’m connected to [generationally]. I am good at sowing seeds of reasonable doubt.” TI tell my wife, “That’s what he’s been doing with me.” His deal, Covering for Blood.

Angel Witch

I deal with a living human witch spirit and go for the one behind her. I pull him up and hear him growling in anger. I demand his identity. He retorts, “Fallen Angel. I’m in all [Generations for All Times]. From the beginning.” He tells me he’s unjudged. I confirm with The Father and he’s lying. Surprise! I ask what His deal is. He tells me, “They wanted to be something. I taught them witchcraft, so they could be.” Me, “What did you demand in return?” Angel, “Their lives and their children. Their generations serve me. I am the one they bow down to.” His deal, Witchcraft for Future Generations.

Angel of the Harvest

I Pull up the one behind the attacks and demand his identify. We hear, “I am…I am Fallen Angel.” He’s judged already and tells us, “I came in through both [bloodline’s]. I promised them they would receive a bountiful harvest and for that I required their manual labor and genetics. I create more of them through what they provide to me. I create slaves through your kind.” I ask, “What did your slaves do for you?” Angel, “They would work the fields, grow food. Then, through time, cattle, herding, etc., all the way through to your time. Now we have factories and make the food you consume. I decide what’s in this food. I create what they give your kind to eat. I have the facilities to work this [magic and science].” I ask The Father, “Is this All Gens for All Times, Sir?” He answers, “Yes” and continues, “This one sinned against my people in the early stages of your creation. His deal affects all people in your time.” The angels deal, Harvest for Genetics.

Love for Sex

I grab the next one, behind the former two evil human spirits. This one says, “No, no, no, no. I hate her.” I ask, “Human, demon or something else?” His response, “I’m something else.” I feel, “Nephilim” and he confirms. I’m determining the origins of his entry into her bloodline. He claims, in a child’s voice, “Father.” “What did you promise the father’s ancestors,” I ask. Neph, “Love.” I ask, “What did you demand in return?” I hear him laughing on the other end of the phone, saying, “No. No, Troy.” Jesus tells me, “Sex.” I confront with Jesus’ answer and the Nephilim replies in a forceful, yet glorious tone, “Yes. S-E-X. Sex!” Jesus also tells me the curse is not only though he father, but All Generations for All Times. I ask, “Who’s your father?” Neph, “Satannnnnnn.” I ask, “Are you the first-born son?” Neph, “Yes.” His deal is False Love for Sex. I break his deal, send him to Hell, go after his father and ask authority to pull up The Satan. Jesus sanctions, I pull him up and we hear, “No!” I ask, “Is yours the same deal as your son’s?” The Satan retorts, “I don’t want to talk to you” but admits he works with the son and the deal’s the same. I’m cutting his cords and hear his laughter, her saying “No,” choking and saying “Ow” in pain. Then, he’s gone and The Father says He’s “Satisfied.”

Hu Ahav

I get an answer I’m not 100% on. I test the spirit and hear “No,” so I pull up the one behind the ”No.” I grab him and put him under my authority. He says, “I’m not yours to handle this way.” He’s not happy and I don’t know why, but my spirit punches him in the face. I stun him and demand, “Identify yourself.” He’s fallen angel and answers, “Unjudged.” The Father wants me to give this unjudged Fallen Angel His message, so I tell him, “I am the Lord’s White Bull. The Father is calling back all his unjudged angels. Repent and He can restore you back to His Kingdom. He wants to restore you to your position. He loves you and the time is closing.” A few seconds go by. He’s quiet and I add, “I’m sorry I punched you in the face” as I smile at him. The angel smiles back and hugs me. The Father comes in from my left, hugs the angel and takes him away. I feel that The Father really loved this one. He’s back in Father’s Kingdom, but I still have to deal with what he’s done. I break his deal over the Generations of Man. He promised the ancestors Freedom for Freedom; freedom from God to be free with him, but he enslaved them instead.

The Viking King

I have a dream about a sexy tattooed girl, write it down to deal with and go to take my morning shower, but the one behind this dream won’t go away. I pull it up in the shower and hear, “Be careful what you say to me.” Suddenly I know how this being gets through my defense system, through a reel. It sounds so stupid, but he comes in because I watched a stupid reel. I feel he comes in through homosexuality, even though my dream was of a girl. I ask and he says, “I come in though any sexuality.” I ask if he works through all the Generations of Man. He answers, “I work through all generations.” Suddenly I see a very large Viking looking figure in my spiritual vision and understand he manipulates identity. I ask and he’s promised Sex for Their Identity.”

The Manipulator

I hear “The Manipulator” in my sleep and take it to Jesus. He tells me, “Pull it up.” I put him under my authority and demand his identity. The Manipulator answers, “I am Fallen Angel,” he’s judged and my throat is burning. This angel’s powerful. I ask his entry point and he declares, “I come in through all.” His deal is ancient and he tells me, “I make the world go around. I’m the one who’s in it all. I make things work.” I ask, “What deal did you make with the ancestors of man?” His demeanor changes and I sense he understands that I DO have the authority to ask these questions; therefore, I have the authority over and can deal with him. My throat is burning even more, he doesn’t answer and I threaten, “I will consider your non-compliance an act of aggression and attack you. You know the rules in this place. What’s your deal with humanity?” I hear, “Building blocks” outside of him and he answers directly, “I use the building blocks of humanity for my creations.” I ask, “What do you create?” Angel, “I create what I want. I manipulate the genetics of all things. I turn your God’s things into my things. I corrupt them for Him and make them work for me.” II ask, “Did you make a deal with humanity?” The angel answers, surprisingly, “No. He allows me to do this. I have no deal.” I ask The Father, “Is this true, Sir?” The Father answers, “Yes, it is,” so I ask, “What do You want me to do?” Father answers, “I want you to destroy his work over your kind and restore all that’s Mine, back to Me.” I ask the angel, “Why do you do it, angel?” He answers, “Power.” I ask Father God, “Is this the one behind Themes as Genetics, Sir?” The Father confirms, “He is.”

The Hybridizer

I’m dealing with a living, human, female spirit whose been hybridized with demonic entities. When I pull her up, she’s in pain, but she won’t come out of that kingdom. I send her to Jesus’ feet and grab the one behind the hybrid human spirit. I command it to identify itself. I feel it’s huge and hear a long, deep moan. I take authority and ask, “What’s your work with mankind?” He answers, “I fuse your kind to other beings. I destroy His creation and make them something else that I use for my purpose.” Me, “What’s your purpose?” Him, “I war against your God. He took away what I had, so I fight against Him with His own kind.” Me, “What did you promise mankind?” He answers, “That they could be like me. I enslaved them for my purpose.” His deal, Godhood for Servitude.

The Wizard Sorcerer

In my sleep, I hear, “The future happened” and take it to Jesus. I grab him and put him under my authority. I hear, “Awe, this is all Bulls**t.” I demand his identity and he replies, “I control the future.” I say, “Only God controls the future” and he replies, “I manipulate the future.” I ask, “Are you the god of fortune telling?” He answers, “I am a god. People want to know what’s going to happen in their lives. Yea, but I want to know, “What did you promise the ancestors of man?” He answers, “That they would know what’s next.” Me, “What did you demand in exchange?” Him, “That they would become mine and I would own their souls.” Jesus opens my vision and I see a wizard type being with a pointy hat, like a cone with a lot of small stars on it. My wife Googles Mickey Mouse Sorcerer, shows me and asks, “Does it look like this?” I tell her, “Yes, but with smaller and more stars. And he has a thin mustache, like Jafar, from Aladdin. We do the work. His deal with mankind is Future for Souls.

ReDone

The Lord is showing me that someone’s behind every song. In my sleep I hear “Come Undone” by Duran Duran. I never liked this genre of music and take it to Father who tells me, “Pull him up , son.” I do, demand identity and he says, “I am not for you! Release me.” I see an angel and go to ask him if he’s responsible for the song, but he interrupts me mid-sentence to say, “I am!” His curse is All Gens for All Times and I ask, “What did you promise the ancestors of man?” Him, “That they wouldn’t come undone.” Me, “You mean, you would keep their lives together?” Angel, “Yes, but now, everything’s coming undone, because of you.” I answer, “This is not my doing. This belongs to The Father. I come in His Name. What did you demand from the ancestors of man?” Angel, “They would worship and sacrifice to me.” His deal with mankind, Life for Worship & Sacrifice. He’s unjudged and I ask Father if He wants me to give the angel His message. Father, “I do.” I begin, but the Fallen Angel tries to fly off and I see something holding him down, but I don’t know what. A feeling of compassion overcomes me. The angel feels it and opens up to me, “I’ve been angry with Him.” I empathize and tell him, “He wants to make up with you,” but I can feel his lust and enjoyment of human flesh is holding him back. I tell him, “That lust you feel is evil in His eyes. He never intended for your kind to mate with humans. You weren’t supposed to feel what you lust for. That’s why it’s a sin against Him. Either way, He’s willing to let that go and bring you home, angel. What do you say?” Nothing. Me, “If you reject this, your time will draw to an end. I am His White Bull,” and at this I see his head raise up. He looks around, thinking. I suggest, “Come back. I want you back too.” He comes to me and hugs me, then The Father comes in and hugs us. I’m crying as my wife is typing. I tell him, “I love you. Welcome back. We’ll work together in the future.” He says, “I’m proud to work alongside you.” The Father tells the angel, “Go back to your position” and tells me, “I will tell you what to tell this angel to do in the future. Break the deal son.”

A Giver & A Taker

In my sleep I hear the Christian song, “No One Like the Lord” by Bethel Music. I love this song and worship Him with it, but something’s not right. I ask Father, “Is something wrong with this song?” He answers, “There’s nothing wrong with the song, but there’s something wrong with the one behind it.” I pull the one behind the song, he’s ancient and the deal’s All Generations for All Times. I take authority and demand the deal he’s made with the Generations of Man. He answers simply, “They needed a god. I became their god.” Me, “What did you demand in return?” He, “Loyalty. I want their prayers and worship. I want them to come to me when they need something.” I ask, “Do you answer their prayers?” Him, “I answer as I see fit.” Me, “According to your own will?” Him, “Of course. I give as I see fit. I give AND I take away.” Me, “What’s your will?” Him, “My will is to father the young children. All children need a father.” Me, “What do you do with the children of men?” Suddenly excited, “I eat them! I eat them! I eat them! I eat them! I eat them!” Me, “Who are you known as?” Him, “I’m known as the lord god almighty.” I’m worried. This is what I call The Father and The Father tells me, “Don’t ask him anything else. The rest is not important. He’s a deceiver. He’ll manipulate you. Do the work and break him from the Generations of Man.” I do the work. His deal was, “A god for Loyalty & Worship.”

Garcon

One tries to defile me in a dream by offering me bread mixed with blood. I take it to Jesus, pull him up and hear screaming and confusing sounds. He says, “What do you want.” I tell him, but he doesn’t comply. I tell this evil spirit, “You know the rules in this place.” He says, “F*** the rules! I make the rules.” I ask, “Fallen Angel?” No answer, then a very civilized, “I am.” Me, “Judged or…” Angel, “I am unjudged.” I ask his entry point to my bloodlines and he perks up with curiosity, asking, “Who are you?” I answer, “I am the Lord’s White Bull. He has sent me” and I tell him my purpose. I feel his demeanor change. He jumps at me in the spirit and I slam him to the floor. I have him pinned down, he’s looking at me from his back and I tell him, “I forgive you for trying to defile me. Come home with me. I love you as does The Father.” After a pause, the angel says, I’ll go with you. I’ll repent. I’m sorry I tried to defile you.” The Father shows up in this place and grows really large. The angel cowers, rolls over to his knees and repents. The Father stands him up and takes him away with Him. I break his deal with the generations of mankind, Worship for Defilement.

Epicure

I’m infiltrated, confirm with The Father and He tells me, ‘Pull it up.” I put the being under my authority and command it to identify. My wife hears, “Unholy Angel.” I ask judged or unjudged and he replies sharply, “No one judges me!” His deal with mankind is ancient, All Generations for All Times. He tells me, “I promised them they would eat. And then, I would eat.” The deal is Food for Food, he promised them God’s provision to have access to their blood and flesh. For the ancients, he demanded sacrifice. Today, he eats the spirits of man and tells me “I’m unjudged.” I ask Father, “You want me to give this one Your message?” Father, “Yes.” Me, “The Father is calling back all His unjudged Fallen Angels. The time is closing and this is your chance.” The angel is thinking. I see him looking around and he says, “I’ve been out here for a long time.” I suggest, “It’s not too late. He’s not closed your door yet. This is your time, angel, but there won’t be another.” I see him fall to one knee and The Father comes in to him. The angel repents and The Father carries him away.

The Beauty Dealer

I dream my face is full of bumps, take it to Jesus and He tells me, “Pull up the one behind the dream.” He’s Fallen Angel, unjudged and his deal is tied in with All Generations for All Times. The Father says, “Give him My message.” I tell the angel, “The Father’s calling back all His unjudged angels. He wants you to repent and He’ll reinstate you back to your position in His Kingdom.” The angel repents immediately and I hear The Father say, “I forgive him. Now, go back to your place. Welcome back my son.” The angel hugs me, then flies off. I ask, “Sir, what was his deal with the generations of man?” The Father answers, “He promised Beauty for Access to the generations of man.”

KISS

I wake to the song, “I Was Made for Lovin’ You.” This happens twice and The Lord has taught me that all our songs are owned by an evil one who uses them to deliver witchcraft & curses. I take the song to Jesus, He says, “Pull him up” and I tell him, “I was made for loving the Lord.” There’s noncompliance at first, then he identifies himself, “I am Fallen Angel.” He’s judged, the deal is All Generations for All Times so I ask what’s his deal with the generations of man. He says, “I promised them my love.” I ask what he demands in return for his love. Angel, “Their love.” I ask, “Does their love include sex, sacrifice (blood) and flesh.” He answers, “That’s what loves about baby.” As I’m working with him, I see him as a cloud of smoke with a face, hovering over me, looking me over and checking me out. The deal, Man’s Love for Fallen Angel Love.

The Prospector

I have a dream that I’m mining with an angry angel. The Father takes my into the Earth and I deal with one who steals the resources of the Earth for his Alchemy. Click Mining the Earth with an Angry Angel to read the occurrence.

Dizzy

My wife and I are working with The Father and I get so dizzy I can’t get out of bed. I never get dizzy and ask, “What is this, Sir?” Father responds, “It’s someone who hates you.” I grab him, he’s Fallen Angel and tells me, “I’m judged. I’ve always been. You’ve captured my warriors.” I don’t know what he’s talking about and ask, “Which warriors?” Angel, “Those who fight for me.” I ask, “Who are you?” He gets very large and angry. My wife senses an air of cockiness and he tells me, “I am the god of the angel army.” Something clicks in my head and I ask, “Are you the one Chris Tomlin sings about?” He doesn’t answer this question, but tells me his ancient deal with humanity. He’s promised Protection in exchange for Human Sacrifice. I ask, “Protection in the time to come,” the Kingdom of Darkness’ future onslaught against the remnant of humanity of the Earth, “Those who don’t belong to the Lord” I ask? He says, “The ancestors.” I ask, “Past?” He suggests, “All.” We do the work and break the curse over All Generations of Man for All Times. I ask The Father, “Is he the one Chris Tomlin sings about?” Father says, “No. He [Chris Tomlin] loves Me.”

The Excessive One

Hellish beings are behind the lyrics and messages behind modern popular music, not to exclude Christian music. Rights are owned and the industries are all tied to the Kingdom of Darkness. I keep hearing a song from the 80’s. I don’t even like this song, but it won’t go away, so I take it to Jesus. The song is “Never Tear us Apart” by INXS. He tells me, “Pull him up,” so I pull the one behind the song. It’s a dead human spirit, tied to the song and enslaved to their kingdom. I give him to Jesus and grab the one behind the human spirit. He’s a judged Fallen Angel and his deal is ancient. He’s attached to all of humanity, All Generations for All Times, and I ask him, “What did you promise the generations of man?” He answers, “To be together with me.” After mankind’s fall from God, He left mankind to the beings they came into agreement. He left them, they had no protection and a guarantee to Hell. This angel promised them a place to be, but he’s also damned to Hell, so he lied to win them for eternity. I ask what he’s demanded from humanity in exchange for a place to be with him and he responds, “Their souls.” His deal is, “To be Together with Me for Your Soul.”

The Academic

Jesus tells me to pull up one of my former contemporaries. This man is still alive and I pull up his spirit. He greets me, confused. He considers himself an academic, very intelligent man, but he trusts the school of academics more than He does Jesus or His Holy Spirit. Everything he believes in has to be confirmed through academia or he will not concede to the thought. We talk, I hand his spirit over to Jesus and pull the one behind my former colleague. He’s Fallen Angel, Judged by The Father already (no chance for redemption). He’s also the ruler over the Principality over all Academia. I ask his what he’s promised the generations of man. His deal is Information for The Minds of Man. He steals the minds of man away from The Father through the faulty academic information men worship in the place of God Almighty and His Christ.

The B!@tches Father

I run across a Nephilim who calls me a B!@tch and tells me, “I raped for my pleasure. I took their virginity and their lives.” His deal is ancient, All Generations for All Times and he’s made little Nephilim babies (Sarcasm implied. In his time these weren’t little). His deal was Lineage for Sex. His deal goes along with the ancient rights of fertility and extending family lineage. I cut him out and pull his father, a Fallen Angel. The angel tells me, “I’m judged” and “My deal [with humanity] is the same as my son’s, with variances.” He promises Life, Everlasting for The Rights to Bloodlines, the lineage of mankind.

Mr. Hollywood

I’m hearing a song featured on an animated children’s movie my kids watch and take it to Jesus. I pull the one up behind the song and it’s the living human spirit of the one who sings the song. He tells me not to share her name, but she tells me, “They hurt me” if she doesn’t do what her handlers in Hell tell her to do. She’s the one working against me, in the song I’m hearing. She tells me she’s born into Satanism, a slave her whole life and is currently a major Hollywood movie star. She tells me, concerning her stardom, “Aspects of it are nice, but it all comes with a price.” I ask is the price worth it. She explains, “It’s a love, hate thing for me, I guess.” She agrees that the lyrics of the song they make her sing are a lie and I offer a “Rescue Mission.” She accepts, I introduce her to Jesus and grab her slave master. He says, “I’m Fallen Angel.” He’s judged and I feel “Wow, Los Angeles IS truly the City of [Fallen] Angels.” I ask and he promises the generations of mankind “Fame & fortune.” I ask, “Are you Mr. Hollywood.” He answers, “You know I am.” This is The Satan. He tells me, “I make them my slaves and do what I will. I teach the masses through them and give them my mind through their entertainment. I am the one behind it all. You’re welcome!” The Satan has many deals with the generations of mankind, but this particular one’s Fame & Fortune for Everything. He becomes the lord over the human who makes this deal and owns everything that’s theirs, to include their children. The slaves you watch on television, in the movies and listen to from the music industry have to pay to play and Mr. Hollywood is their boss.

Grandma’s Friends

A little girl’s leg is hurt and I’m asked to pray for her. I pull the one behind the pain and it’s a living human spirit, her own grandmother. The grandmothers not interested in Jesus, loves her craft, so I pass her on to Jesus anyway and grab the one she works for. I feel “Nephilim” and ask. He answers, “I ammmmmm.” He’s ancient, All Generations for All Times and I ask what he’s promised the generations of man. He answers, “To eat and dine at my table.” I ask, “What did you demand from those who eat at your table?” Neph, “I needed some [human] food for my table.” Me, “Who’s your father?” Neph, “My father does not work with me.” Me, “So you work on your own?” Neph, “I do.” Me, “Are you original?” Neph, “I am not,” but he’s lying. I get rid of the Neph and call up his father. The Fallen Angel answers, “I am judged” and I ask if his deal is the same as his son’s. He says, “A little different. I give Life for Bread.” I ask, “Is the ‘Bread’ human flesh?” Angel, “Yes.”

Sex Dealer

I’m working with a woman from the Southeast of the US. I find two human spirits, deal with them then go for their boss. I hear growling on the other end of the phone as the manifested being is laughing, telling me, “No, Troy. No!!!” He could care less about and is making fun of me. I demand his identity and he says, “I hate her!” He’s Nephilim, comes in through her father’s bloodline and he tells me, “I promised them Love for Sex.” I ask, “You demanded sex from them?” Neph, “Yes! S-E-X, SEX!” I ask, “Who’s your father?” Neph, “Satannnnnnn!” I’ve found that Satan has four original Nephilim sons, that I know of to date, and ask, “Are you the firstborn?” Neph, “YES!!!” I remove him and get authorization to go back in for his daddy. I pull him up and ask, “Are you The Satan?” He lies to me, “No. I don’t want to talk to you,” but he does, the deal’s the same as his son’s, Love for Sex, so I break the deal, All Generations for All Times and put him where he belongs.

Leaders

My son wants to go to a friend’s party. My wife and I ask Jesus. We hear, “Let him go.” I test the spirit behind the answer and there’s no answer. I challenge the spirit and hear, “F*** you!” That’s not Jesus. I demand its identity, but he’s not playing nice. I ask Jesus to show me who this is, He opens my spiritual vision and I see a Nephilim looking up at me from a pit in Hell. I ask, “Nephilim, right?” He answers, “I am.” He comes in through All Gens of All Times, I ask what he promised and he replies, “That they would know me.” I ask, “In what way?” Neph, “They needed a leader?” Me, “For what?” He erupts, “They brought me alllllll the grandbabies. I ate them and drank their blood.” Me, “Do you work with your father?” He lies, The Father says, “He does,” so I break his deal, throw him into the Pit of Hell and pull up his Fallen Angel father. He responds, “I am judged.” Me, “Your deal?” Angel, “Same as my son’s.” They’ve offered the generations of mankind their Leadership for Blood.

Squanderer of Wealth

My twelve-year-old has a dream that alarms her. I ask Jesus, “What do You want me to do [about this]?” He tells me, “Let’s take care of it.” I pull the one behind the dream. He answers, “I’m not a demon.” He’s a judged Fallen Angel and I ask, “How’d you get in here?” He answers, “I wanted access to your bloodline [antiquity], so I offered peace and tranquility.” Me, “What did you demand in return?” Angel, “I swindled their wealth. I squandered your generations wealth and kept demanding it until here was no more. I slave drove your ancestors and milked them for nothing, all the way until your time.” His deal is Wealth for [False] Peace.

The Tornado Wielder

I’m working with a woman’s daughter who’s experienced some trauma. The trauma allows one who enters through dreams. I ask the girl, “What happens in your dreams?” She answers, “It’s a tornado. It’s always coming after me.” I pull the one behind the tornado and it’s The Satan. I hear, “What do you want?” I ask how he entered the girl and he has access to all of us, saying, “I come in through All Generations of All Times.” I ask what he’s promised the ancestors of man. The Satan, “Whatever they wanted. It is mine to give.

The Entrepreneur

He’s Fallen Angel, judged and I ask him, “What did you promise the ancestors of man?” He answers, “I promised life.” Me, “What did you demand?” Angel, “Blood and worship.” Me, “When you first made this deal you would receive worship and physical blood. How does your deal work today?” He says, “Now I have to receive worship in different ways. There aren’t as many who will sacrifice to us anymore, so we’ve become very creative.” My vision opens and I see the angel hovering over a surgeon’s operating table while one is being operated on, cut open. I see accidents where people are injured. I see war and fighting. The Angel continues, “It doesn’t always have to be ritual sacrifice. We can create alternative means to get what we need. We ultimately get what we need.” Me, “When did you decide to leave God’s Kingdom?” I feel his attitude change to disgust, like, “Ugh” and he says, “I got tired of the same things, all the time. I got tired of serving Him and I wanted to do my own thing. You know, enterprise, venture, follow my own path, be an entrepreneur. There are many of us. We’ve made our own way. We do our own thing. We manipulate your kind to get what we want, it’s no problem.” But this is a problem and The King is ready to reconcile all accounts back to Himself. This angel is already judged and has no chance of redemption back into God’s Kingdom. His deal, [False] Life for Blood & Worship.

Big Steppa

Yesterday, I’m listening to a newer song by an Indian rap artist, “Humankind” by Big Dogs. I like the song, a lot, and replay it on YouTube many times. I asked for protection before listening, but I feel today there’s a problem. My wife and I go to Jesus, there is a problem and I state my case about the protection. Jesus says, “I know. By you listened and liked it. Let’s go get him.” I call him up and see the video in my vision as Jesus opens it. A Fallen Angel comes up immediately and says, “You liked my song” in a boastful way. I don’t answer him, cause he’s right, but instead I ask, “Did you come in because of this song, or were you already here?” He proudly confirms, “I’ve been here.” I ask, “Did you come in thru my mother, father or both?” He answers, sarcastically, “Your father was a big steppa, like me.” I’m laughing to myself, because he’s right. Me, “You judged or unjudged?” He’s judged and I ask Jesus, “Deal [with him] or sweep?” Jesus says, “Deal with him for a while.” He wants me to get some intel. Me, “When did you enter [my father’s bloodline]?” Angel, sarcastically, “Before you were born.” I feel and ask, “In the time of Jared?” Angel, “Yes.” This makes him one of the 200 who ascended to Mount Hermon. I ask, he confirms and I ask what he’s promised the generations of man. He answers, “That they would walk the Earth, large. I would give them power.” Me, “What did you demand in return?” Angel, “They always give me blood. I prefer the innocence of the children’s blood.” Me, “Were you manifest at one time?” Angel, “I was. I ruled with an iron fist. I drove those weaklings to their death, working for me. Your kind deserves it. You’re weak and useless.” Me, “That was then. How do you work thru your curse now, that you’re in the spirit only?” Angel, “The same. I slave drive those who belong to me and I demand their blood.” Me, “How do you get the blood from where you are?” Angel, “I eat what they shed.” Me, “Where are you, currently?” Angel, “I roam the spiritual places. I am with you right now. In your room.” I ask The Father for protection. He answers, “I Am here. Get rid of him.” I break his deal, cast him out of my father’s ancestral bloodline and cleanse me, my wife and kids. His deal, Power for Blood.

The Dark One III

I’m working with a female The Father sends to me. We are working through dreams and I find a Nephilim whose played her doctor. He says, “She comes to me” for her ailments. His deal is Healing for Blood. I ask what he does with the blood. Neph, “I drink it.” I ask, “Are you a vampire?” Neph. “I am.” I ask, “Who’s your daddy?” Neph, “The Dark One.” I know who this is [from above], take care of his son and pull up The Dark One. He answers sharply, “What?” He’s All Generations for All Times and tells me, “I promised them healing in exchange for their bodies, [i want] their bones.” Me, “Do you eat the bones?” Angel, “I do. They can [also] be used as musical instruments.” Me, “They (humans) have to be dead before you can take them, right?” Angel, “They do. Some bones are given [sacrifice].” Me, “Is this the only thing you’re allowed to eat?” Angel, “For now.” Me, “What changes later?” Dark One, “I can have it all.” Me, “Your answer presupposes a victory over God.” Angel, “It does, but their bodies are already promised to us.” Me, “Only those who don’t belong to Him. You get the [eternal] dead ones.” The angel’s answer assumes my comment is correct, “We will play music and eat the bones while we drink their blood.” Me, “But, there’s no blood in Hell. How do you drink their blood?” Angel, “[We drink it] As they’re dying. The dying blood. They kill themselves.” To his last comment, I know he’s not talking about suicide, he’s referring to choices made which lead to death; Judgement, eternal death.

Abaddon

I’m working with one and we find Abaddon. He’s holding her spirit captive in Hell. We rescue her and I learn Abaddon is an Unjudged Fallen Angel. At this time, The Father is using me to call back all His Unjudged Fallen Angels to restore them to His Kingdom, pursuant to their repentance, before the time of their final judgement in this realm, just as it is with humanity. As it relates to the woman, God tells me to “Pull up the owner of this place [Hell].” I ask, “Who are you?” He, “Abaddon. The Keeper.” He promises the generations of man Health, Healing & Freedom for “A part of them.” I ask, “What part?” He, “A part that I can have.” Me, “Their souls?” He, “You got it!” Me, “You feast on these souls?” He, “I do.” Me, “You only have a little time before The Father closes the times. He loves you and wants you to repent so He can restore you to your position in His Kingdom.” Abaddon, “I have two years before He comes back.” Me, “Maybe, but this is your chance. Come back or suffer His Judgement.” He, “I own the Gates of Hell. Why would I?” I can’t respond to this and he continues, “I’m important here. I am a ruler. I am a god down here.” I’m stumped and ask The Father what to do. He responds, “Tell him, ‘Decide between Me and his Hell.” I do and Abaddon responds, “Hell! It feels too good.” I tell God his answer, as if He doesn’t already know it and He tells me, “Let him go,”

Mallory

I am helping a woman with her dream. In this dream her son is wearing a nametag, but with a female’s name on it. I tell her, “Your son’s come into agreement with a female named Mallory.” The mother responds, “No, Mallory is a Pokémon character.” I tell the mother, “He has taken on her identity and the being behind Mallory owns your son.” The Father says, “Get Mallory and set the boy free.” I call up the one behind Mallory. He fights for his identity, but is a Fallen Angel, Unjudged. I ask Father, “You want me to give him Your message?” He answers, “Yes,” so I tell the angel, “I am the Lord’s White Bull. The time is coming to a close and He wants you to repent, come back to Him and He will restore your position in His Kingdom. He loves you. He wants you to come home.” The angel’s quiet, looking all around and then says, “I’ll repent. I’m sorry for everything I’ve done against You. Can I be forgiven?” Father tell me to tell him, “You may. Return to your position in My Kingdom.” I don’t recognize any strong reaction from the angel and tell him, “Go now” and he flies off. His deal was Freedom [from God] for The Control of Minds.

Ovary Eater

I find a Nephilim. He’s promised Control for Their Ovaries. I ask, “Who’s your father?” He answers, “Your mother,” so I deal with the son and pull up the father and ask, “Have we met?” Angel, “No we haven’t.” I ask, “What did you promise the generations of man?” Angel, “Children [Fertility] for Their Ovaries.” I ask Father and the angel’s lying. I give another chance at honesty and he replies, “I promised Freedom from Having Children for Their Ovaries.” I ask, “Freedom from…you mean, abortion?” Angel, “Yes.” Me, “What do you do with ovaries, part of your science?” Angel, “No, no. I eat them!” Me, “These people didn’t want children?” Angel, “No. They were selfish.” Me, “Selfish?” The angel admits he manipulated them into only wanting to have “Sex.” Me, “So, you taught them to abort?” Me, “I did.” Me, “That was then [antiquity]. What about now?” Angel, “Sacrifices and pain” and I know he eats the aborted fetuses and also feeds off their pain. I confirm these things and he answers, “I am the one over abortion.” Me, So, we have met before?” He, “YES!” This one’s Apollo.

Pompous Boy Fancy Pants

I see one walking by me in the spirit. His head is humanoid, but not human. He appears to have an elongated type head with a ponytail on the back. The front of his face has a long chin with a goatee. He looks at me as he passes. I look down at see more of his body. I see clothing as a king would wear in the Middle Ages; frilly around the neck, waste and legs. He looks ridiculous to me. I ask The Father and He says, “Pull him up.” I do and move to identify his kind. He responds, “I am greater [than you believe me to be]. I isolate his kind at angel, fallen, and he replies, “I am The Fallen One.” I argue as if to imply, [So what] “There are many fallen ones,” but he doesn’t reply. He’s judged already, I ask his deal and he responds, “I promise the Kingdom of Darkness in exchange for many things.” I’m thinking, “Who is he to promise the Kingdom of Darkness” and ask The Father, “Who is this one, in relation to The Satan,” but The Father doesn’t entertain my question. I fire another question to Him, “How can he promise that kingdom, Sir?” The Father answers, “He promises access while alive, to some. To others, after death, but they don’t understand [what they’re getting into].”

The Master of Ethics

I ask, “Is there another?” The Father says, “Yes. Pull him up.” I pull him up and he identifies himself as a Fallen Angel. I confirm with The Father and he answers me, “Judged.” There is no chance for redemption with this angel, so I demand what he’s promised the ancestors of man. He tells me, “I promise them what’s right and wrong. I lead them to their own decisions and help them to make the ones that benefit me.” I ask what he demands in return for what he’s promised. He answers, “I use their folly for the benefit of my kingdom.”

Soul Squeezer

The Father tells me, “Pull him up.” I do, he’s Fallen Angel and tells me he’s, “Judged.” I demand, “What did you promise the ancestors of men?” Immediately, I begin hearing music and recognize the very distinct sound of the band Red Hot Chili Peppers. The angel answers my question, “I get souls to eat.” I’m trying to understand why I’m hearing the Chili Peppers while the angel says, “Souls to eat” and Google, “Red Hot Chili Peppers Souls to eat.” The result is a song they sing called, “Soul to Squeeze. I read the lyrics and the singer sings about an angel in his dreams and “He’s got me by my soul to squeeze.” I ask The Father, “Is this angel behind the witchcraft of this song?” The Father answer is, “Yes.” I ask the angel what he’s promised the generations of mankind to get his souls to squeeze (eat). He answers, “I promised a life of their own,” independent from The Lord God Almighty.

Conductor Esclavo

The Father says, “Pull him up.” I do and he’s Fallen Angel. I ask and he tells me, “Unjudged.” I ask, “What did you promise the ancestors of men?” He tells me, “I give them proper work ethics.” I ask what he demands in return for his work ethics.” He tells me, “I get their work. I eat the production of their hands.” I give him the message The Father tells me to give all unjudged Fallen Angels. He wants to come home, repents and The Father says, “Send Him to My feet.” I do and break his deal over the Generations of Man.

H2O

The Father tells me, “Pull it up.” He’s Fallen Angel, Unjudged. I give him My Father’s message. He wants to repent but says, “I like my power here.” I ask, “What power?” Angel, “I have the power to manipulate their minds, like puppets.” His gifting, from The Father, is to sway the minds of men to The Father, but in this kingdom, he manipulates the minds of men away from The Father. I ask, “Do you miss anything about your time in His Kingdom?” He says, “I miss the love of The Father.” I don’t know why, but I begin to feel a strong love for this angel and I tell him, “I do not know you from my flesh, but I feel a strong love for you. This may not be important to you, but I want you to come home as well.” I don’t see any emotion from the angel, but he says, “It means a lot to me, what you say. I choose to go home” and he repents. God accepts the angel’s repentance and the angel runs over to hug me. I’m crying and my wife is writing. I send the angel to The Father and ask, “Why was I crying, Sir? Who is this angel?” The Father says, “Your relationship was like brothers” and shows my wife a squad of angels and one who is me. She says, “These were like a military squad of men.” His deal was A Piece of Mind for The Water of the Flesh. I have learned that the human body is somewhere around 90 percent water. I ask The Father, “Did he drink the water of man? Is this why humans dry up when they get old?” He answers, “That is some of it.”

The Thief of All Good Intention

I pull him up. He’s Fallen Angel and I ask The Father, “Was this the one in my dream last night?” The Father answers, “Yes” and I find the angel’s already judged. I demand and he’s promised “I told them they would be enough, significance.” This is personal, but I feel it necessary to this story. Sometimes I struggle with feeling as if I’m enough for my wife, sexually. I want to please her and make her happy. The angel tells me, “I eat the sex.” I ask the father, “He steals the pleasures?” The Father allows me to understand, “He makes you feel as if you’re not making her happy. Then he steals your intentions.” Wow, I always work harder if I think I’m not doing enough, but the spiritual byproduct of my intentions turn into food for this angel. He wants me to feel this way so he can feed.

Demanding of Honor

He’s an Unjudged Fallen Angel. I ask, “Are you attached to a Principality?” He, “Yes.” I give him The Lord’s Message and the angel’s not interested in returning to His Kingdom. He says, “I want to remain [where I am].” I question, “Why?” The angel barks, “I want nothing to do with Him.” Me, “What did He do.” I hear, “I tried once [to return]…” and my wife hears the word, “Dignity.” I ask, “Yours or His?” He doesn’t respond. I ask, “Why do you feel it didn’t work?” Nothing, so I begin tearing everything away from his Principality, of which, he is the ruler. I pass forward My Lord’s Judgment and my wife feels his anger & rage. I ask again, “Tell me what the problem is” because I’m trying to help him reconcile to God, but The Father says, “Don’t talk to him [any longer]. Sweep him to the feet of Jesus.” I do. This angel promised mankind “Their Greatness” for the byproducts of their greatness.

Mr. Popularity

We find a captive human spirit, male. I ask, “Rescue or Your Judgment, Sir?” The Father says, “Rescue.” The human spirit accepts and I ask Jesus to come reconcile him to Father. Behind the human is an Unjudged Fallen Angel. I give him the Father’s Message. The angel decides to repent before judgment and the loss of all access to the benefits of His Kingdom, saying, “I want to come home.” We move to undo what the angel’s done and i ask what he’s promised the ancestors of men. I see “shoestring tricks,” like shoestrings tied together, to make people fall. Father says, “Distractions” and the angel admits he’s demanded “Loyalty and followings” and I understand, like people on social media have followers. The deal comes thru all generations of man for all times.

The Peace Maker’s Father

We pull up a Nephilm. I ask when he roamed the face of the Earth. He answers, “I roamed when the vast expanse was green with grass” and I confirm, “Before the flood [of Noah].” He’s ancient and I ask, “Who is your father?” I’m thinking his father may be Satan, but he replies, “The One Who Flew The Sorties Over The Earth.” His deal with the ancestors of man, “Peace in the Valley for dedication and worship.” We break the deal and I pull up this Neph’s father. He’s judged and promises the Generations of Man, “…war & freedom for a piece of their action.” He wanted the territory The Lord God Almighty gave man dominion over, from the beginning.

The Satan VI

The one comes up and my wife feels, “He’s very angry.” I feel “The Satan” and he asks me, “Why must we keep playing this f***ing game. You know who I am.” I ask The Father if The Satan is connected to a Principality, but The Satan answers for Him, “I am the Principality!” I break the power of the Prince and ask The Satan, “What did you demand from the ancestors of men?” The Satan, “The time of their lives.” I ask what he’s demanded in return and he answers, “I demand everything. Its all mine.”

Mr. Comfort

I find a Judged Fallen Angel. He’s ancient and enters through All Generations of Man for All Times. I ask what he’s promised the ancestors of men. He responds, “To hold their hands (security).” I ask, what he’s demanded in exchange. Angel, “Their lives. I work through the details of mankind.”

The Antiquated One

Father says, “Pull him up.” It’s an angel. I ask, “Judged or Unjudged?” Angel, “I was judged a long time ago, before the age of man. Your kind was given to me, by an angry God.” I ask, “Was there a deal between you and God or did He just give them to you?” Angel, “I already had deal with them. Your God released them, into their deals with me.” He promised the ancestors of men Comfort and Security for their Worship and Loyalty.

Mr. Prosperity

I pull him up and he’s angel, fallen. He’s judged. I ask if he came in through All Generations of man. The angel answers, “I came in through you.” I ask what’s the deal I’ve made with him. Angel, “I promised to make your days long and prosperous. For this, I take your sex, happiness and power. I use your power.”

The Poltergeist

She sends me her dream where she sees an old man in a living room. The old man has her son and is looking at him in a “gay way,” she says, as if he wants to have sex with the boy. She says, “He looks like that man from an old movie, Poltergeist.” I look it up and the character’s name is Reverend Henry Kane. I pull up the old man and he says to us, “I know the boy,” and by this, I know he means in a sexual way.” The Father says, “This one controls your son in the spirit.” Her son is captive and is victim of this man’s dead spirit’s sexual abuse. The Father says, “Today we break this man off your son.” I ask and Rev. Kane tells me, “Oh, I’m a volunteer here.” God has me deal with all his fragmented parts. Jesus takes most away to reconcile to The Father and 10 remain. My wife tells me, “I see them all tied together, standing like a sheaf.” These are not willing to come to Him. He passes judgment and tells me, “Sweep them to Hell.” I do and pull the one behind Rev. Henry Kane. I move through the process to identify the being, “Are you human, demon, or something else?” We hear, “I’m something else, baby” and my wife hears the tiny voice of the old lady from this movie calling out the name of the little girl, “Carol Anne.” I find this being is a Dragon. My wife sees him and describes, “He’s really, really big, a red dragon.” I feel and ask, “Are you the Dragon form of The Satan?” The Satan answers, “I am,” my wife hears, “there are many of us” and i find he’s the Ruler of the Principality over all these things. I break the Prince and ask The Father. He authorizes me, “Deal with The Dragon.” The Satan tells me, “I promised them an eternal resting place…for death” and continues, “I take their souls with me, to my place, and I do with them what I please.”

The Assassin

My wife is shaking. I pull him up and he says, “I will kill her.” He’s a Judged Fallen Angel and comes in through her mother’s bloodline. I ask what he’s promised the ancestors on her mother’s side. He retorts in anger, “These stupid bitches thought they were going to be important.” I ask what he gets in return and he answers, “For this, I get their lives.”

The Impostor

I find a partnership through a dream of one I work with, take it to The Father and He says, “Pull them up.” I do and tell the leader of the partnership to step forward. This partnership is two Fallen Angels, one judged and the other unjudged. The Judged Fallen Angel comes forward, as the leader, and my wife sees him as very large, with rings and tells me, “The rings have a very vast reach, expanse.” I work with the unjudged angel first, give him The Father’s message and he says, “I want to go home.” He repents, I send him to The Father on His Throne and pull the leader back. I ask what he’s promised the ancestors of man. He responds, “My deals are always the same. I take the authority of the human by convincing them that I’m the one they should trust. I promise many things, but deliver very little. Once I have them, I don’t need to deliver much. Your God provides all that I’ve promised, I just reap the benefits.

The Satan VII

I feel broken, tell my wife and we take it to The Father. I pull the one behind the brokenness. He’s human and I find he’s the one I dealt with from the past; a church infiltrator. He is resistant, the product of Satanic Ritual Abuse, but all his parts reconcile with The Father. As they do, my wife hears a scream and I pull up the one behind the church infiltrator. The Satan comes forward. He’s promised “Power and glory for death and destruction. I get their life blood.” I ask The Father if I can break the deal over the generations of mankind and break the deal. My wife hears the word, “Restoration.” The Father tells me, “Now, restore what’s been broken.” I ask, “How?” He says, “Allow My angels to do it.” I do, and this process takes two days.

The Satan VIII

I’m hearing the Tool song Ænima, all morning, even during talking to The Father. This is serious disruption and I know there’s something behind it; something He wants me to take care of. As I’m telling my wife the issue, The Father is telling her to tell me, “Pull it up.” I do, my wife hears a loud growl and the one I pull up says, “You know who I am.” I do and know someone else is with him. I feel it’s his son, #1, ask and #1 confirms his attendance. I ask Father, “Do I separate and deal with them individually, or do they both fall under the same deal?” Father, answers, “Same deal,” so I address The Satan about what he’s promised the ancestors of man. He answers,”[The] Fame and fortune [of Hollywood], but I flush it all away (see the lyrics of the song, which I believe are The Satan’s direct words to mankind).” In return he gets “Everything, their babies and fortunes. It all belongs to me. I control it all” and The Father allows me to understand that the successful ones in Hollywood don’t really own the wealth we think they do. They are slaves, held at ransom and all they possess is their fame. Behind their fame is torture, pain, rituals, blackmail and spiritual poverty.

The Satan IX

A woman’s mad at her husband and having feelings of despair. She feels she is loosing him. I ask The Lord what I can do for her and hear, “I will take care of her.” I don’t trust what I’ve heard, test the voice, it’s not The Father and I hear “You call me ‘The Satan.’” I find The Satan comes in through the woman’s love and The Satan tells me, “She loves her husband more than your God.” I ask The Father, “Is The Satan behind these things?” He says, “It’s not all Satan.” I ask, “How do You want me to deal with this?” He says, “Pull up Satan” and I find he’s hiding behind a Principality, hence, The Father saying “not all Satan.” I break the Prince and move to find the Principalities entry point. The Satan barks, “I came in thru her, you fu**ing idiot.” Through the Principality, The Satan promised her “Love. I will be her daddy.” For his false love he demands, “I get it all, son.” I retort, “I’m not your ‘son.’” He responds with sarcasm, “Not anymore.” I confirm deal with The Father. It’s correct, I break it, set the woman free and The Father heals her incorrect feelings towards her husband.

The Satan X

I’m hearing the lyrics of a song, “Church on Time.” I Google the lyrics and find the song is “Modern Love” by David Bowie. I pull the one up behind the song and hear “Human, Demon, Greater, Human, Demon, Greater” over and over. This one’s a Principality. I break it and grab the ruler. The Satan is the ruler of this Prince and tells me, “I give them the right to reign in my kingdom. I take everything. What they don’t give, I take” and I feel “torture.”

The Devotee

The one I’m working with feels rejection. I pull the one behind the feelings, it’s the spirit of a living human. I ask, she answers, “I’m a captive [in this place].” Jesus comes and rescues her, I pull the one behind the human and find a Principality. I break the Prince and grab the ruler. He’s Fallen Angel and The Father says, “Sweep him [to the feet of Jesus].” I do, his deal is through All Generations of Man for All Times. Father tells me, “He gives them a [false] feeling of love and acceptance for their devotion and pain.”

The Rapist

Last night, in my sleep, was dreaming about a high school friend, one I played soccer with. I trust this friend, but in the dream he got behind me and I felt him begin to rape me. I couldn’t stop it and it felt horrible. When I woke, I toke the dream to The Father and He tells me to “Pull him up.” I do, he’s a Fallen Angel and tells me he’s unjudged. I’ve heard about these experiences and, before now, I had never experienced this personally, at least that I know of. I interrogate the angel. He comes in through All Generations of Man for All Times, an ancient deal. He has access to all of us. This makes me wonder how many of these beings are doing these things to us without our knowledge. They are raping our spirits. I ask and he promises “Pleasure for pain and torment.” I forgive the angel for raping me, give him The Father’s message for reconciliation of Unjudged Fallen Angels. The angel tells me, “I want to come home,” repents, I send him to The Father’s feet and break the deal. The Father will use this during His Final Judgment, for those who repent, according to this curse and His will.

The Satan XI

I find The Satan behind the curse. He’s come in thru all generations of man, for all times. He tells me, “I promise them love and happiness.” In return, for this deal, he demands our hearts, our blood and our lives.

My Brother

The one I’m working with feels sorrow. I ask, The Father approves and I pull up the one behind the sorrow. He’s Fallen Angel and says to me, “Hello brother.” I respond harshly, “We’ll see, won’t we? Judged or Unjudged?” He answers, “Unjudged” and I offer, “I’ve been sent to give all Unjudged Fallen Angels a message…” and he interrupts, “I know. You’ve been getting around” and tells me, “I’ve been waiting for you.” I skip the formalities and ask, “Are you willing to repent?” He says, “I want to go home” and begins repenting immediately. The Father accepts and I send him to His feet. His deal with the Generations of Man was Peace & Solace for Payment of Valuables. I break it and ask, “Why did he call me brother?” The Father tells me, “He knew why you were here. He sought you out for his freedom.” I ask, “I had to have known him before all this [the fall of this One Space].” The Father says, “You did. He respected you and will fight for you [again].”

The Satan XII

A woman’s mad at her husband and having feelings of despair. She feels she is loosing him. I ask The Lord what I can do for her and hear, “I will take care of her.” I don’t trust what I’ve heard, test the voice, it’s not The Father and I hear “You call me ‘The Satan.’” I find The Satan comes in through the woman’s love and The Satan tells me, “She loves her husband more than your God.” I ask The Father, “Is The Satan behind these things?” He says, “It’s not all Satan.” I ask, “How do You want me to deal with this?” He says, “Pull up Satan” and I find he’s hiding behind a Principality, hence, The Father saying “not all Satan.” I break the Prince and move to find the Principalities entry point. The Satan barks, “I came in thru her, you fu**ing idiot.” Through the Principality, The Satan promised her “Love. I will be her daddy.” For his false love he demands, “I get it all, son.” I retort, “I’m not your ‘son.’” He responds with sarcasm, “Not anymore.” I confirm the deal with The Father. It’s correct, I break it, set the woman free and The Father heals her incorrect feelings towards her husband.

The Satan XIII

I pull the one behind her bloodline and the voice says, “I’m the one you love to hate.” The Satan is the only one whose told me this in the past. I confirm, it’s him, his deal is All Gens All Times and I ask what he’s promised the ancestors of men. He tells me, “I promised that they would be free from the curses placed upon the Earth.” Because of the authority of The Lord God Almighty he answers my question, “What did you promise in return?” He says, “They give themselves over to me, so I can do to them what I please.”

The Satan XIV

I find a human, female spirit in my wife and she says, “I’m a captive in this place.” The Father says, “Rescue.” I call on Jesus, He comes, takes the girl away and I call up the one behind the human. I hear, “You know who I am, human!” It’s The Satan, he’s come in thru all generations of man for all times. I ask what he’s promised the ancestors of man and he barks at me, “It’s you who’s made the promise. You’ve promised something you cant deliver, so i deliver.” He’s referring to my love. I love my wife, but I can’t love her the way God has intended because of my flesh. This is the same with all mankind, not just me. We are incapable of the loving as The Father’s intended it in our fallen state. He adds, “I deliver what you can’t, at any particular time, and as a result of my love, I get everyone involved.” The Satan’s taking about the lineage of my family.

The Beefcake

I’m at the gym and get the squiggles in my eyes, so bad I can barely see. I ask The Father, “What is this” and He says, “Pull it up,” so I pull up the one behind my squiggles. I find a human, The Father says, “Rescue,” so I call on Jesus and He take the captured human spirit away. I grab the one behind the human, it’s a Judged Fallen Angel. His deal is with all generations of mankind, for all times. I ask and he tells me his deal is to make man “look good. You’re in the gym. You want to look good. For this, I steal the health of mankind. For you [specifically] I take your eyesight.

The Satan XV

I pull it up and the one I’m working with says, in fear, “I feel something really big.” I pull it up and find a Nephilim. The one I’m working with says, “There’s more.” I pull it up, hear, “I’m greater” and find it’s The Satan. This is a father, son deal and this son is #1. The Satan boasts, “I’m the one behind all the [human] one’s who’ve hurt her in the past. His deal is all gens, and he’s promised “The generations belong to us, the lineage. I promise happiness and love, status and wealth on Earth and in my kingdom. They only need to give their daughters for my sons.”

The Satan XVI

The woman is incapacitated at this point, so I pull the one behind her brokenness. Her voice is taken away by the spirit and she begins to text me while I’m sitting next to her. I hear, “This is deeper than she can handle” and she texts that he tells he, “Catch me if you can, fu**er.” This is The Satan. Him and his son’s have access to this woman and God let’s me feel her baby is in the basement of Hell. I ask The Lord and He confirms, “Pull up the one who owns the baby.” She is texting me what The Satan is telling her to tell me, “We’re still here! She’s ours. [Your God] won’t let me give her, her memories. He protects her. It’s my baby. I own this baby. It’s for the pleasure of my son’s. This baby was sacrificed to us in the spirit realm. Her ancestors have belonged to me from since the beginning. She was born with a dark purpose.” This deal is ancient. The Satan tells me, “[I promised] What all flesh wants. Love, acceptance and to be exceptional among the others.” I ask what he gets in return for what he’s promised. He tells me, “I get the lineage and their daughters.” I ask The Satan, “What is her dark purpose?” He retorts, “F**k you! Shhhh. That’s for me.” I ask, The Father authorizes, I break the ancient origins of the deal from her bloodline. I do the work, rescue her “baby” from the basement of Hell and deliver it to the feet of The Lord God Almighty on His Throne. I ask Father, “What was her dark purpose?” He answers, “She was to be The Queen to their Dark Purpose.”

The Passionate Kisser

I hear the lyrics from a song, “Passionate Kisses” and Google the lyrics. I find the song is actually called, “Passionate Kisses” by Mary Chapin Carpenter. I’m working on other things with my wife, but The Lord wants me to deal with this one right away. I pull the one behind the song and find a Fallen Angel. This one is the Ruler of a Principality and tells me he’s already “Judged.” I ask what he’s promised the ancestors of man and he suggests, “My love (passionate kisses). They want love, I give them love.” For his love he tells me, “You know we feed off them,” so, his deal is Sex for Food. Like all the rest, this deal’s a loose loose for all of mankind.

The Factory Owner

I find a Fallen Angel, already judged. He’s the ruler of a Principality. I break the Prince, grab the ruler and Father says, “Deal [with him].” I ask his deal with mankind. Angel, “Safety for the women and children.” Me, “What did you demand in return?” I see the spirits of mankind, slaves, working in a warehouse and he says, “Workers in my factory.”

The Satan XVII

I call in and hear a small voice, saying, “I am human.” It’s a little girl, a spirit fragment of the woman I’m working with. I ask, “Captive or volunteer?” She answers in fear, “I don’t want to be here.” I ask Father, “Rescue or Your Judgment?” It’s rescue, so I ask Jesus to get her. He does and I feel I know who this is. I ask it to identify and I hear the voice, “It is as you feel. I am ‘The Satan,’ as you say.” Like most of his deals he’s come in thru all generations of mankind, telling me, “My deals are ancient.” He tells me, “They love me. I am their daddy.” I ask, “What did you demand in return for your fatherhood?” He answers, “I father them with love” and I feel “sex and domination.”

Queen

I find a Fallen Angel. He’s already judged by God. I ask, “What did you promise the ancestors of men?” and I begin to hear the song, “Somebody to Love” by Queen. He will not answer me directly, so I ask The Father and He says, “Accurate.” This angel promises love. I ask what he demands in return and he answers, “I take their love for me. For it I eat them and keep their souls.”

The Satan XVIII

The Father and I are working through the Bible and He shows me a historical issue. I ask, “There’s problems in our history?” as in to mean that we are not told the truth about many things. Our history is wrong. Father answers, “Correct” and tells me “Pull the one behind the problems.” I do and know it’s The Satan right away. I feel him The Satan confirms, displaying his disgust, telling me, “Their history is mine to give.” His deal is with all generations of man, for all times. I ask what he’s demanded in return for the history of mankind and he barks at me, “Their future. I get their lineage…everything!”

Care Provider

I find a Fallen Angel. He’s judged already and the Ruler of A Principality. Thru the Prince he has access to all generations of man for all times. Thru this Prince he’s promised the ancestors of man Health, Healing & Fortunes. In return, he demands the Well-Being of the human, their Sacrifices & Treasures.

Fallen No More

I pull a Fallen Angel. He’s Judged but doesn’t work alone. I ask who his partner is. He doesn’t want to tell me and I feel “The Satan.” I ask to confirm, he replies, “Isn’t it always?” I pull The Satan. His deal is thru the generations of all men. I ask what he’s promised and he answers, “Fallen no more,” but his deal is thru humans, not angels. I ask, “Does this mean that you promise salvation?” He answers, “Yes.” In exchange for his false salvation, he demands “I own their identity. Everything is mine.”

The Protector

This is not a Fallen Angel story, but The Father wants me to include it for the reader. Here is the occurrence from 19 September 2025.

I ask The Father, “Can I come to Mountain?” He says “Yes” but I don’t see me running to Him or Him anywhere. I see an eye and think, “This is the eye of Horus,” but it doesn’t feel evil. I test, “Are you from My Lord My God or the other (kingdom)?” He says, “I am a Watcher from another age. I was sent to watch.” I challenge again, “Who is your boss?” He answers, “You are my boss. You are my assignment. I work for you.” I ask, “Are you an angel?” He answers, “Yes.” I ask, ”Are you my protector?” Him, “No. If there’s a problem I call on the protector.” As he says this I hear The Father saying, “You are being protected.” I ask the angel, “Are you of the Ophanim class or something else?” He answers, “Something else.”

Eviscerator

He’s Fallen Angel, already Judged and comes in through all generations of man for all times. I ask what he’s promised the ancestors of man. He announces, “I give them life and happiness.” I ask what he takes and he responds, “We take their guts and experiment on them.”

The Maker of Kings

I find a judged Fallen Angel. He tells me, “I ride on the [blood] line of Judah.” He promises to make them “Kings and Warriors. In exchange, he demands their “Allegiance and loyalty.”

The Satan IX

I pull up the one behind the human and hear, “F*** you boy! You know who I am.” This is The Satan and he tells me this deal is with Al Generations of Man for All Times. I ask what he promises the ancestors of men. He answers, “I f*** them real good and call them my bitches. I promise them a way out. They get away from your stupid God and I give them a place in my kingdom.” I ask what he demands in return and he says, “I get it all. And, I do it all. They are my slaves. They belong to me!”

Flynn, Mark A. Forbidden Secrets of the Labyrinth: The Awakened Ones, The Hidden Destiny Of America, And The Day After Tomorrow. MO: Defender Publishing, 2014. Pg. 24. ↩︎

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