Written To Pastor Deborah Who Was Known At The Time As Pastor Jan
Written By A Dark Side Identity Of A Multi-Generational Satanist Who Had Accepted Christ Jesus Into Their Heart and Pastor Deborah As Their Spiritual Mother At The Age Of 14
2000
Last Night, I Drowned Myself. I Had The Perfect Vials To Cup The Blood And Necessary Element For This Deadly Ritual. I Lit The Nine White Candles, Each In A Section Of Three. I Lit The Incense To Purify The Air And To Cleanse My Mind From Fear.
I Engaged In A Sin Prior To This. The Last Memory Shared With Owl ( You Will Read About Owl In The Agape Love Section ) And Kissed My Son Goodbye. I Watched Them As They Slept Peacefully. Completely Unaware Of What Was To Come.
I Drank The Remains Of The Wine From Our Meal And Took The Knife From It’s Place. I Brushed It Slowly Against My Body And Pierced My Skin And Cut Deeply. As I Lifted My Wrist, I Tasted The Blood. I Watched It Flow Slowly And Pour Down My Arm. I Inhaled Myself! I Tasted Very Well!
I Got Up From My Seat And Went Into The Bathroom. I Drew The Last Bath And Placed The Knife On The Dish. I Placed The Black Robe On Me And Buckled The Jewel That Holds It In Place. I Drew The Pentagram On The Floor By The Tub. I Uncovered The Mirrors On The Ceiling And Walls. I Stepped Into The Tub And Laid In The Hot Water. It Burned My Skin As It Entered My Cuts. I Laid Back And Slit My Wrists Completely. There Was So Much Blood. It Almost Frightened Me, But I Continued My Ritual And Spoke These Last Words
I Commit Myself To Thee, My Lord Satan
I Offer You Now A Blood Sacrifice
I Am Your Daughter Forever
Hail Satan!
I Laid Back Into The Water Which Was Now A Pool Of Blood. I Grew Very Faint And Without A Struggle, Drew My Last Few Breaths. I Passed Out.
I Was 14 Years Old!
But Then, I Heard A Voice Coming From Outside, Owl Was Shouting And My Son Was Crying. I Couldn’t Move. I had Lost So Much Blood. I Heard Owl Telling My Son Not To Come In There With Us. Owl Was Screaming And Holding His Head In His Hands. I HAD LEFT MY BODY AND I WAS WATCHING FROM ABOVE AND I SAW OWL KNEEL BESIDE MY BODY AND TOUCH MY FACE. HE PUT HIS HEAD ON THE SIDE AND BEGAN TO CHANT. THEN HE BEGAN TO PRAY!!!
He Saw That I Was Still Breathing Slightly And He Lifted My Head And Was Saying My Name. He Told My Son To Call The Police And Get A Doctor Here, Now.
Next Thing I Remember Was Waking Up In A Hospital Room With Tubes Down My Throat And Coming Out Of Me. I Saw Owl Standing With His Back Against The Wall And Another Friend Sitting Beside My Bed. They Bandaged Up My Wrists And Had Also Bandaged My Neck. I Had Barely Made It Alive- And Now It’s Been About A Week. It’s Amazing I’m Even Here To Tell This
But They Won’t Let Me Die, I Have To Carry The Prophet
( A Chosen Child To Be The Cousin, The Prophet, The Forerunner Of The Anti-Christ To Come )
And That Is My Story
AZRIEL