Yesterday morning I literally woke up thinking about the Goddess Astaroth and spiritual warfare. I was trying to think of what other methods I could use and how to go about doing them; like I must have been thinking about it in my sleep and woke up in the middle of it. Unfortunately, I am not able to communicate with the Goddess as I am not yet astrally open. I love it when Satan or one of the demons dominate my thoughts.
Then I started thinking about my growth since I've been meditating consistently. I was thinking about the changes I see in myself just in this short amount of time. Then I was thinking about my recent post about the psychic cleaning house. I remembered where I wrote about feeling like a backed up sink with a lot of gunk in it.
Still thinking about meditation, I was realizing just how powerful this GIFT of power meditation is and that Satan gave this to ME!
I was remembering when I was a catholic how there was a "saint" to pray to for everything under the sun.
Got jock itch? Pray to __________
Got the blues? Pray to _________
Got no man? Pray to __________
Got no lady? Pray to _______
Got a parking ticket? Pray to __________
Got the crooked eye? Pray to _________
Got ants in your pants? Pray to _______
Got the burn....down there? Pray to ______
Got the bloats, the trots, the "omg, where's the can? Pray to _______
Got the tinkle when you tickle? Pray to ___________
Can't get it up? Pray to _______
Can't get it down? Pray to ________
Can't get any at all? Pray to ______
Transmission went out? Pray to __________
Went over on your minutes? Pray to __________
Grocery store stopped carrying your fave ice cream? Pray to ______
Wife got a headache.....EVERY NIGHT? Pray to ____________
And if jewsus won't do what you want (aka: answer your prayer) go tell mary and she'll ground him for a month. That's big trouble - NO TV *gasp*
I'm disgusted just thinking that I was once a catholic - AND PROUD OF IT!!! Yeah, I was one of those snooty catholics that looked down on those oh-so-disobedient and wayward protestants.
PATHETIC! PATHETIC! PATHETIC!
Boy, knowledge really IS a beautiful thing!
ON THE OTHER HAND....
With power meditation, I am my own MASTER CERTIFIED PLUMBER (thinking of my sink analogy)
With power meditation, I am my own MASTER CLINICAL THERAPIST
With power meditation, I am my own PSYCHIC FRIENDS NETWORK ( and I don't even have to pay $3.99 a minute)
With power meditation, I am my own Ph.D DOCTOR OF MEDICINE ( and that's without the 50 years of school)
With power meditation, I am my own HEALER
With power meditation, I can TAKE that job I want so badly instead of just hoping and wishing (oh please, oh please, oh please)
With power meditation, I am my own PET PSYCHIC
With power meditation, I can simply THINK about a church, a mosque, and a synagogue and BURN THAT BITCH DOWN!!!
With power meditation, I can control the events in my OWN life instead of swinging the way the wind blows and suffer from depression like so many in our society.
*I wonder just how many of those antidepressants are made each year? How many pills is that? Dare I ask, how much money is that?* *gasp*
With power meditation, MY...ENEMIES...WILL....PAY!!!! Nuff said!!
With power meditation, I no longer have to be ashamed that I've secretly been VERY, VERY drawn to magic and witchcraft since childhood
With power meditation, we don't need lotions, potions, and magic dust bunnies to end our addictions be it food or hard drugs
As if all this wasn't enough, I was also thinking about those fucking maggots. I was thinking about growing up in the projects of New York (before my parents bought a house) after coming from Panama. Now if you know anything about NY projects, you know about the mice and roaches. They run the joint. There's no getting rid of them. That got me to thinking how WE (gentiles) have a SEVERE INFESTATION of RATS (jews) in our projects (OUR PLANET) running the joint. They're running the whole fucking show from the banks to the government to the jobs to the movies to the fucking microwave popcorn. Kosher symbol anyone?
Then I was thinking because of Satan, my eyes have been opened. Because of Satan, I gain more and more knowledge DAILY. Because of Satan, I am no longer ASLEEP. I stand in the checkout lanes in grocery stores and glance over at the rags on the magazine racks and I'm like "who the fuck cares?" I don't know which one is worse: Newsweek or the Inquirer!!!
Then I quieted my mind to just ponder on this GIFT of POWER MEDITATION...and...I...am...in...AWE!!!
There's a lot of crap going on in my life right now but Satan, the demons, and power meditation are my calm in this storm! HAIL SATAN! HAIL SATAN! HAIL SATAN! I just can't say it enough!
After all that, I FINALLY looked up at the clock (not wanting to get out of my warm bed on this cold Sunday morning) and it said......11:11 AM.
So, brothers and sisters, that was my Sunday morning.
How was yours....lol
HAIL SATAN!
Then I started thinking about my growth since I've been meditating consistently. I was thinking about the changes I see in myself just in this short amount of time. Then I was thinking about my recent post about the psychic cleaning house. I remembered where I wrote about feeling like a backed up sink with a lot of gunk in it.
Still thinking about meditation, I was realizing just how powerful this GIFT of power meditation is and that Satan gave this to ME!
I was remembering when I was a catholic how there was a "saint" to pray to for everything under the sun.
Got jock itch? Pray to __________
Got the blues? Pray to _________
Got no man? Pray to __________
Got no lady? Pray to _______
Got a parking ticket? Pray to __________
Got the crooked eye? Pray to _________
Got ants in your pants? Pray to _______
Got the burn....down there? Pray to ______
Got the bloats, the trots, the "omg, where's the can? Pray to _______
Got the tinkle when you tickle? Pray to ___________
Can't get it up? Pray to _______
Can't get it down? Pray to ________
Can't get any at all? Pray to ______
Transmission went out? Pray to __________
Went over on your minutes? Pray to __________
Grocery store stopped carrying your fave ice cream? Pray to ______
Wife got a headache.....EVERY NIGHT? Pray to ____________
And if jewsus won't do what you want (aka: answer your prayer) go tell mary and she'll ground him for a month. That's big trouble - NO TV *gasp*
I'm disgusted just thinking that I was once a catholic - AND PROUD OF IT!!! Yeah, I was one of those snooty catholics that looked down on those oh-so-disobedient and wayward protestants.
PATHETIC! PATHETIC! PATHETIC!
Boy, knowledge really IS a beautiful thing!
ON THE OTHER HAND....
With power meditation, I am my own MASTER CERTIFIED PLUMBER (thinking of my sink analogy)
With power meditation, I am my own MASTER CLINICAL THERAPIST
With power meditation, I am my own PSYCHIC FRIENDS NETWORK ( and I don't even have to pay $3.99 a minute)
With power meditation, I am my own Ph.D DOCTOR OF MEDICINE ( and that's without the 50 years of school)
With power meditation, I am my own HEALER
With power meditation, I can TAKE that job I want so badly instead of just hoping and wishing (oh please, oh please, oh please)
With power meditation, I am my own PET PSYCHIC
With power meditation, I can simply THINK about a church, a mosque, and a synagogue and BURN THAT BITCH DOWN!!!
With power meditation, I can control the events in my OWN life instead of swinging the way the wind blows and suffer from depression like so many in our society.
*I wonder just how many of those antidepressants are made each year? How many pills is that? Dare I ask, how much money is that?* *gasp*
With power meditation, MY...ENEMIES...WILL....PAY!!!! Nuff said!!
With power meditation, I no longer have to be ashamed that I've secretly been VERY, VERY drawn to magic and witchcraft since childhood
With power meditation, we don't need lotions, potions, and magic dust bunnies to end our addictions be it food or hard drugs
As if all this wasn't enough, I was also thinking about those fucking maggots. I was thinking about growing up in the projects of New York (before my parents bought a house) after coming from Panama. Now if you know anything about NY projects, you know about the mice and roaches. They run the joint. There's no getting rid of them. That got me to thinking how WE (gentiles) have a SEVERE INFESTATION of RATS (jews) in our projects (OUR PLANET) running the joint. They're running the whole fucking show from the banks to the government to the jobs to the movies to the fucking microwave popcorn. Kosher symbol anyone?
Then I was thinking because of Satan, my eyes have been opened. Because of Satan, I gain more and more knowledge DAILY. Because of Satan, I am no longer ASLEEP. I stand in the checkout lanes in grocery stores and glance over at the rags on the magazine racks and I'm like "who the fuck cares?" I don't know which one is worse: Newsweek or the Inquirer!!!
Then I quieted my mind to just ponder on this GIFT of POWER MEDITATION...and...I...am...in...AWE!!!
There's a lot of crap going on in my life right now but Satan, the demons, and power meditation are my calm in this storm! HAIL SATAN! HAIL SATAN! HAIL SATAN! I just can't say it enough!
After all that, I FINALLY looked up at the clock (not wanting to get out of my warm bed on this cold Sunday morning) and it said......11:11 AM.
So, brothers and sisters, that was my Sunday morning.
How was yours....lol
HAIL SATAN!
