The following story I'm about to share is not something I'm proud of and I am NOT condoning my wreckless behavior, but am willing to testify on behalf of Satan and my guardian Demons.
These events took place in May of last year. I must admit, I was feeling a bit cocky and overconfident after my April 30th destruction ritual. HP Maxine even warned me to be careful as Saturn was retrograding over my Mercury. Why did I not listen?(Palm to forehead) I made the mistake of thinking "oh I've still got time...."
So I had a semi-shitty day at work and decided to go have a few drinks with a friend at a bar downtown. Two pitchers of beer and 4(or 6?) shots of Jack Daniel's later, I started to feel pretty fucked up. I started to sense an uneasy feeling of danger. I saw angels, with dirty gray auras. Two of them were leaning up against a wall, smoking cigarettes, muttering to each other, "look at this cocky fuck, he thinks he's all that.." and giving me dirty looks. I didn't feel comfortable and wanted to leave.
It was about 1:30 or 2am and I got in my car to head home. I remember the freeway being empty of all other cars, I got tunnel vision and I blacked out. I awoke to find I was spinning around after hitting a guardrail. Small pieces of my car came off on the road, but I was still able to drive it(meaning the car was driveable, not myself!!) so I kept going. I was all like "oh shit, oh shit...." As I continued on, I passed out again..
I awoke for the second time to find out I took out two more guardrails, but when my car came to a stop, it wouldn't go anymore. One of the front wheels came off the axle and was positioned sideways. "Oh, man, I'm so fucked," I thought. Someone drove by, finally, and called the police. I was so full of dread and all kinds of thoughts were going through my head. I've never before gotten a DUI but I thought for sure it was going to happen this time.
I was praying to Satan the whole time. The first officer who arrived on the scene was so nice, I couldn't believe it. He was smiling and treating me with such care and respect. He was asking me what had happened and I told him the truth, that I went to a bar after work, had a few drinks, and fell asleep at the wheel. When a second officer arrived I told him the same thing. He did the whole search thing and I thought I was going to go to jail.
So I was put in the back of the cop car and I started praying to Satan out loud. I said, "Please Satan help me, I am so sorry Father, Father Satan please help me...."
All kinds of things were going through my mind and when the cop got in the front seat I felt a Demonic presence flow through me and I started talking. This is getting long, so to get to the point, the officer drove me home. I got a ticket for failure to control my vehicle but he said he wasn't going to charge me with a DUI.
I was grateful for being able to bounce back from this awful mistake I've made. Many would say that I'm lucky, but I know better. Satan really came to help me. http://www.angelfire.com/empire/serpentis666/Al_Jilwah.html
Father Satan is there for us on all levels, but it's important to know that the powers of Hell are very busy right now. We should work on NOT making similar mistakes so we don't unintentionally ciphon their energies to fix a situation which could have been easily avoided. I have learned a very valuable lesson. I realize and accept the stupidity of my actions and am posting this to discourage all dedicated Satanists from engaging in this type of senseless activity. We are at war and need to stay focused.
HAIL SATAN!!
HAIL SEERE!!
You know, something similar happened to me several years ago. I was 18 at the time, only just passed my driving test, and I was driving this 1974 volkswagen beetle at the time (my first car).
ReplyDeleteI was driving around with a friend one night, he was in front and I was following him. I was going way too fast, but I had no idea how fast because the light bulb in my dashboard had broke and it was dark. I couldn't see my speedometer lol. Anyway, I came up to a sharp corner and ended up losing control and skidding into the barrier on the left, then skidded right into oncoming traffic and ran straight into a tree. The car ended up on it's side and the whole front end was completely caved in.
I was totally fine though, apart from a cut bottom lip from where I'd headbutted the steering wheel. I'm pretty sure Father Satan saved my life that night too, because that road often has trucks coming the other way but there was nothing there that night when it happened.