Yes! This exactly what I mean! Faith-based stuff is important, I think. Thank you so much for taking the time to share your experience.
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As one example.
I was recently in jail for 90 days. I was surrounded by kikes and xians who would readily beat anyone who dared to decry their bullshit. I was sorely out-numbered, 24/7 and in a place I could not leave.
All I had was the most basic knowledge of meditations and the memory of what Father's sigil looked like. No other resources. No website to refer to. No groups to ask for questions.
Even my siblings weren't replying to my letters. An ex-girlfriend stopped replying too. But for the Gods and Goddesses, I was alone.
One day, while working on my aura of protection, it came to me, I could add one line to the mantra: "This aura harms ALL who threaten or wrongfully harass me." Suddenly, all these folks stopped harassing me as much. Even the guards backed off. I made no open, overt statements to them about my beliefs. They just stopped.
They tried messing with me in other ways, sure. But it was never for long. One particularly nasty xian (arrested for rape - the dirty joo bastard) even began experiencing boils and illness. Another, who I had nearly been assaulted by suddenly became a reasonable and friendly ally, for want of a better word.
A lot of the experience in jail was dependent on my behavior, of course. But many times did I "hear" a reminder to either do, or not do, certain things. When I obeyed, things worked out. When I did not, things became difficult.
My first celly was a buybull-thumping wife-beater. Either my second or third night in the cell, he suddenly started yelling "If your eyes turn red again, I'm gonna stab 'em out!" and he had two ink-pens in his hands. But a guard just happened to be walking by and I told him he "seems to be having a psychotic episode" as calmly as I could. While I now think he might've been just trying to game the system for more of his crappy drugs, it also served to scare the crap out of the other inmates in regards to me. (I am not a physically imposing man. Tall, but not intimidating and I'm as non-violent as a guy can be, mostly.)
Also, while incarcerated, the state I lived in was beset with the coldest Winter they'd seen in years (Go ahead, look up the weather this last Winter for Louisiana.) It got cold just after I went in and thawed just before I got out. I was homeless then and might've frozen to death, had I not been in jail.
My final celly ended up being this nice, friendly atheist kid who was scared to death. So, perhaps the Gods and Goddesses were watching out for him, too.
The Gods/Goddesses gave me advice while in jail, which worked out to be good advice, for when I got out. Father Satan has helped me through many difficulties, as long as I obey. When I don't, I have problems.
But, as for "seeing" any other manifestations or such, I can't say. But I do experience those moments when a number of "little things" suddenly stand out and I realize, they are helping me.
Is this what you mean?
Hail Father Satan!
