After May 23, 2014, I ended up very supernaturally sensitive. In the spiritual, there may be Angelic Airwaves. God speaks to his angels telepathically. In said Angelic Airwaves there were also demons and occult weirdos through demons. I felt like I became a "Radio Head." I was picking up things. I had become different.
Reading my Bible, I felt like I was "waking" or soaking things up. It would feel like a red and black static on a TV. It was kind of like being drunk on wine, but with a static feel to it. About a month or two later, I drove by a graveyard, and I could sense or feel the spirits there. They felt like black and white static on the TV, and that hurt. I would recoil away.
Back in March 2014, I had finished Twitter. I felt like I had completed a learning mechanism for opening eyes and ears and teaching about faith with music videos. Personally, I had grown in faith a lot creating it, and reviewing through it. I had grown a lot in Christ. At the top of the Twitter, I stickied a Tweet that said something like "For More Go Here," and there was a link to a Facebook Page I had created called "Champions of Christ." (Dread) I hadn't done much with it due to ending up in jail.
May 23, 2014, through the Summer, I was taking notes of things received. Talking with God, I found that I could use "If, Then" statement to work things out. I would feel or perceive out the right answer with God. Given I typed something wrong, it may have felt like there was an invisible barrier under my fingers or thumb, keeping me from typing and sending. Sometimes I would write something wrong, and immediately feel that it was wrong once it became public, and I would edit it.
I learned about the word "May." Given I was to type "Will," or something in the affirmative, that may have been like giving prophecy. Did I have permission to give that prophecy? Something "May" happen was leaving something open to God. Potentiality.
Song: "The Last Time" by The Blind Boys of Alabama.
I had been a Prodigal Son. I had gained a lot of attention from Occult Freemasons Tweeting songs on Twitter. I ended up feeding the pigs. After May 23, I became aware of them, and that they were watching me. I would receive questions from people, and work out answers over Facebook.
June 2014, I ended up homeless. I had been in jail and had a few other things happen where I hadn't had time to seek employment with a Church. I decided to drive into Raleigh from Murfreesboro, TN.
Previously: "Darknight of the Soul Testimony." on In God We Trust
As a US Army Veteran, I had drank a lot. How much is a lot? Given a doctor gave me a survey at the Veterans Administration about how much I drank, there was a scale on a questionnaire between drinking zero, and completely unhealthy. I maxed out his scale and then some. After May 23, 2014, having drank as much as I did, it had done something to my biology and spirit where I ended up God's Spiritual Sponge Bob Square Pants. I ended up soaking up spirits and sending them to God.
In the first two weeks of being homeless around North Carolina, I was working towards hitting rock bottom. Being homeless and losing hope is hard. I was learning how to lean on God. I ended up buying hotel rooms, maxing out my credit card.
I was laying in the bed of a hotel room. I had my Iphone4, and was on "Champions for Christ" Facebook Page. I was taking notes, and working somethings out with God and the Pigs. Suddenly, it came to mind about a legend. I had read histories of The Crusades, and been been aware of a legend of a Talking Head of John the Baptist. Suddenly, with God, this came to mind.
Typing on "Champions for Christ" I write something similar to"
"I suppose we are on a quest for the Talking Head of John the Baptist."
"Given someone has it, they should burn it."
I took a break. Writing things like that was spiritually taxing. About ten minutes later, I decided to take a shower. In the shower, with me, ended up being the soul of John the Baptist. "Oh." I thought.
He was about 5'8". He was stern. He didn't say anything to me. He was there for a moment, and then he went up to God.
There was a lot of interesting things that happened that summer. I suppose it is good to give testimony to it.
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