Journalist in a genocide #5

Spiritual war

“For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.”—Ephesians 6:12

Wrong. We’re fighting flesh and blood too.

I’ve been dividing my time between two genocides, spirits, aliens, projects, vagabonding, and personal time to relax. At the moment, I’m deep into the spirits and alien’s side. On Sunday night, the date of my spirt anniversary, I ran my recorder all night long just as I did seven years ago. It appears, THEY’RE BACK. The results are the same. They leave with their demonic devil tail between their grotesque legs.

People mention that we’re all captured in a spiritual battle but has anyone ever recorded it? I think I might be able to present some strong audio that may give a glimpse into what it sounds like. Powerful forces collide. Some have booming voices that seem to come from the sky. Remember, I mentioned sky spirits? Some might say only God could do that. Didn’t Jesus say we are all gods? Didn’t the Old Testament god say you shall have no other gods before me? Both imply there are gods. Aren’t they both a god?

The third dimension is a conglomerate of strange. A host to many life forms of which many choose to remain unseen. However, many of them have big mouths and cast their voice where it breaks our frequency and guys like me, girls like you record it.

I’m only three hours into the five-hour session but it appears that I’ll have hundreds of audio files to separate and attempt to accurately translate. No doubt many of them will be my best guess. Although those that are un-translatable are never a loss. My spirit has accurately translated the booming voices from the sky, as well as the scratchy demonic voices present.

I’ll post some of the audio but don’t know how detail I’ll get with it. It’s waaaaaaaaaay out there and not many are ready to go waaaaaaaaaaaay out there. Take your favorite superhero figure human today, your strongest religious leader, and I’m convinced that person would shit their pants if they could see what I have seen and heard. I have no idea why I haven’t shit mine yet.

On the same day as this was going on I received word that a friend of mine was in the hospital. I know she is CV19 vaccinated. I sent her this text message.

She died that Sunday. I’m still trying to get details, but it appears it was a heart attack. I hope she knows I tried to reach her.

Humanity might be in its final battle. A battle to survive. We’re fighting forces seen and unseen. They enemy carries a sword of deception. As a journalist in a genocide I’m attempting to capture both sides of the war—the physical and the spiritual.