THE STORM OF EVIL
On this revelation that i`m walking into as the devil/evil at a level inside of the devils head. After a really testing day yesterday and awakened to the depth of controlling powers/issues from the boss out of Maritimo and the demonic assertive aggressive CONTROLLING JESEBEL way in which she told me off at having getting paint on the table. I rebuke her and reverse it all in spirit. Also Wayne and his mate who wanted to beat me as i strongly opposed him putting his tent next to mine, the devil trying to get his way.
After a few weeks down by the sea shore being prepared for this new chapter at being moved into the wedding cake, on the bottom tier, after this yesterday i was moved up to the top of the "WEDDING" cake. God sent a storm, a wind very strong, that changed a lot in the spirit and the aftermath of demonics going on in me ( the universe ) The bigger picture the WEDDING DAY is very close. Which is why the painful contention of evil is being endured.
Inside of the devil, in many forms from Oli Seb David and Karen, all differant carachteristics of the devil in many forms too, and trying to be as still as i can is very daunting to say the least. The devils horn i`m` wearing is the epitomy of evil i felt in Wayne and his mate yesterday. Burning Fire , thank you o LORD that all things come together for your good . I give them all to you to make them footstools. And help me to be still and learn against this pure evil i`m enduring . AMEN
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