Why I Hate Worshipping

Spiritualism, What do you know about it? Worshipping or prayering a God, Or willing to share, A power for touching to realise only, But nothing to clarify, The power, That is touching dreams, Is it actual power of God? Or a Devil control, Is it a matter of a soul? Or it’s Belief. My Father was a Saint, He worships and prayer, Everyday God in receipts, He utilises his power, To bless others, To remove the disease, Black shadows on a body, That was controlling them, People comes for blessings, But I always was annoyed. One day I asked to my Father, Have you arranged something? So you can protect your soul, At a last moment, When you were leaving your body, He answered; Yes, My Master (Guru) will come, To protect and receive me. When he was dying, I saw a white shadow, On his behind the feet, My hand was on his chest, I were also prayering, He put idea into my Mind, What do you think about Guru Nanak? He is my God. I confirmed my belief. Can he protect his father? Yes, if he wants, I said, Is he protected him? He asked, No, I replied, Then Why do you protecting your Dad? As soon as I have removed my hand, He departed to me, But I put my lips on his lips, And start pushing on his chest, Something entered to me, When I came back home, I heard, someone is following me, I cried, a power is in my house, I got affection, When I travel, The different places, When I met to the people, Their bodies smell to me, When someone rang to me, Their body smell interrupts me, I investigated my differences, Most spirituals when I saw them, Their power appears to me, When I attend funerals, Bodies smell to me, When I bent to a Comb, My worshipping soul chased me, And I saw entrances, When a bad smell, That was entering into my body. Six months continue, I having a receipt and prayer, I was willing salvation, My family was worried, Why have I had no sleep? I was totally up set, But my investigation was continuing, When I watched television, My soul enjoy sex with others, And catched them from a Tele screen. A shadow also disturbs me, And shares sex when I have, I have a long fight, On a Christmas occasion, I were watching, A film on Prophecy, When bodies were smelling to me, The screen developed an image, And provided me a solution, When I touched my Lips, A departing soul from his body, That entered into my body, It was a black soul. That eats others soul.