Braun666 said:
Ironically, I was trying to see what the "selling of your soul to Satan" really meant. Having watched countless videos about the "illuminati" and other related falsities. I soon came to the JoS following this. And I grew extremely obsessed with the site. VERY obsessed. Like fate had led me and my former life of shambles, misdirection and suffering had come to an end. The rest is history.
Wow! I didn't think I'd find exactly what I was about to type! Here's my background that led up to that point:
I grew up in the Yehubor-founded cult of the nation of islam. My parents left xianity for noi shortly before they had children. It was weirdly atheistic, but we still prayed to "allah" which I never understood. My dad would always say that "allah" is you, you are your own God blah,blah,blah. Nothing connected or clicked or made any kind of logical sense. I couldn't do anything about it as a kid, so I just trusted my parents and hoped I'd understand when I got older.
In high school, I started questioning everything, realized I hated noi, and I was always interested in the occult and metaphysical which led me to new age wicca bullshit. Needless to say, my life took a turn for the worse and I was terribly misguided and ungrounded, and wreckless with no purpose. I dropped out of college and experienced intense desperation and played with the idea of killing myself. Partly, just to find out if there what more there was to this life than the lies I was told. Something
BIG was missing and I could feel it so strongly. I was such a sad, lost and highly emotional young Piscean. It's still hard for me to believe I ever got into such a disturbed mental state. Thinking about that too long can quickly put me in a depressed state to this day!
Long story short, I was at rock bottom, lost in every way, and was totally willing to sell myself in every way a person can. It's amazing that I'm not only still alive, but somehow unscathed. I didn't know anything about the soul, and I didn't even believe it was real. Naturally that "sell your soul" garbage aroused my curiosity and ***THANKFULLY*** led me to Satan. I felt like I was home again.
Side note: When I was about 8 or 9, I almost drowned at the beach. I was stuck in my pool tube and flipped upside down. No lifeguard, and I couldn't scream for help. When I unexpectedly flipped back upright, I saw the back of a man with short-medium length blonde hair walking away. I look back towards my parents for a split second and look back at the man and he's gone! I somehow knew not to mention it to my family. As an adult, I think I now have a pretty good idea who the "man" was.
I think I typed too much :lol: