A Testimony Against Them (Special Episode)
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This is an out-of-chronological-order update.
3 years, 3 attempts on my life...
This is how things are now, in March 2024.
There's a lot in this report about the daily lives and lifestyles of demons when they're at home, not up here on the surface.
March 2nd, 2024
Since our Sims game, the one described in "Designing a Life for Ourselves," things have continued to be not-so-good around here.
One of the first things to happen was that A and Dee informed me that they are no longer a couple. I was surprised, and I didn't ask for details; but, based on what they told me, apparently they had talked, and decided that the love they have for each other is more like a friendship, and they'd decided to go ahead and end their marital relations, as well as any plans to be married in the future. I do wonder if Felicity has had any influence on that situation.
Felicity has remained adamant that A is her man. Therefore, these new developments with Dee have left me the only thing standing in her way; in her mind, at least, which can't seem to process the information that he doesn't want anything more to do with her. A seems, for the most part, to be cleansed of his disease, and to be devoted to me solely; but, he is shackled mentally to Felicity, as well as to me, and to the rest of the group, which somehow now includes "Pete Townsend." A can hardly get away from Felicity. He refers to the situation as "a shit-shackle catastrophe." She has continued to attack me frequently, although she has ceased with the all-day, for days, style of approach. I'll say more about that shortly.
I noticed, beginning during the Sims game, that several in the group, all of whom had previously professed themselves to be converted Christians, seemed to become allergic to Christianity. It was subtle; but it was like they'd scoff at any mention of Christianity. There was a sarcasm in their tone, whenever anything of the sort was mentioned. They had this attitude like,
"Oh, yes, of course that's true..."
always with a note of sarcasm beneath it.
Additionally, Felicity began sporadically commenting,
"Alleluia,"
after I'd say something, as if scoffing at the idea that I'll be a saint someday. This was something she'd done in 2022 as well; it was one of the things I remembered which helped me identify her. There are two in the group who never exhibited this type of Satanic behavior.
Probably the next thing that happened was that I heard from Stephanie. She said that her youngest daughter, Thea, had been having bad thoughts about hurting herself. Thea had said,
"The bad things put those thoughts in my mind."
Thea is turning out to be quite a medium, and I am so proud; not that she's a medium, but that she already knows her mind well enough to recognize that those are not her own thoughts. That is huge; and it's impressive, even in adults.
Knowing, however, as I do, that we are under the "care" (or, "control," as Satan sees it) of the same team of demons, my first response was to ask them,
"Okay... who's been doing that stuff to Thea?"
The men said that the women in the group were doing it.
"And why?" I asked. "Why would you do that to a little girl?"
The men, answering for them, said that it was part of an elaborate plan to get Thea to kill herself, and then get Stephanie to follow suit, out of grief, or guilt.
They said they'd put a stop to it. I hope they have.
But, see? It's always "Kill yourself! Kill yourself! Kill yourself!" That's all it ever is with demons. That's all they want, ultimately. They want us to die, so that they can trick us into going to "Heloise's Kitchen," usually; where, they say, we would then be their subordinates. Females would be forced to marry their male acquiesor (as in, be his sex slave), if that's what he wanted, they say. All acquisitions are mentally shackled to their acquiesor regardless, even if there is no sexual relationship. That's how it works; the acquiesor gets to "own" any acquisitions they successfully bring down. Their acquisitions are their underlings; that's how the hierarchy works.
In contrast to the normal circumstances, A professes that he wants to go to Heaven with me. I believe that, honestly more now than I ever did before, because I believe that he truly wants to get away from Felicity, and because he wants to build a town with me and have children; things which wouldn't be possible in "Heloise's Kitchen."
But he's still trying to kill me...
because he can't wait, apparently.
And now we're stuck with Pete; who has actually been with us, on and off at least, the entire time. There's something about that situation that no one's fessed up about yet. I recognize Pete's stupid tactics and sexist attitude from my initial possession experience. As with Felicity, all his tricks are the same ones that didn't work three years ago. For example, he's obsessed with "ruining my finances," which was mentioned again in December 2022, at the end of Saints and Haints, so I'm convinced that he was involved in that fiasco as well. I am equally convinced, however, that he has not been here the entire time; because even if he managed to remain quiet, his shitty attitude just sort of stinks up the place. I think I'd have noticed, if he'd been around the entire time; and, furthermore, most of the group and I, would not have been as happy as we were, until just recently.
Also, I know Pete, sort of. Well, I knew of him. He was a friend of A's in life, who also died an unexpected, untimely death, more recently than A. I knew of him, even though I never met him back then. Both he and Felicity are mentally-challenged in ways which you would about have to experience yourself in order to begin to understand it.
One of the first things Felicity did, after our Sims game ended, was to bring Pete to my house, just after I got into bed one night. I perceived them both standing at my bedside. They telepathically transmit mental pictures of themselves, so I saw them, even though it was dark and my eyes were closed. She said,
"Do it, and I'll make a video."
Then I felt Pete walk into me, through the bed, and through my body. He pressed something against my mouth, which I held firmly shut.
I understood, by perceiving their thoughts on the matter, that the stupid idea here was to "make a video;" a mental video, that is, recorded by Felicity, which she could then telepathically transmit to A... of me giving Pete a blow job. Reading my thoughts, as I understood that intention, Pete said to me,
"Yeah, that was the idea; but you're obviously refusing, so it wouldn't be that convincing."
They left then, and I don't remember what else, specifically, happened that night. I have recently, however, just like in the beginning, been subjected to sleep disturbances; another demon torture tactic. They will wait until I fall asleep, and then jerk my leg or arm to awaken me; usually from inside of me recently, although they can do that long distance as well. They'll do that jerking me awake thing, or else they'll wake me up by talking to me, by sending me a stupid dream, by increasing my heart rate, or simply by being inside me. Pete, in particular, has a very "jumpy" energy. He feels like vibrations, all over, but not in a good way. They're "angry vibrations." It'll wake you up, if you're not extremely, extremely tired, to have Pete inside you. A says that Pete has "a very Satanic energy." A does not feel that way. He feels warm and comforting. I can easily sleep with A inside me; in fact he can soothe me to sleep. A and I hadn't been allowed to sleep together like that in a long time, and we still aren't, really. I'll get back to that shortly, though.
Felicity and Pete are obviously a team all on their own, although they sometimes recruit the assistance of the others in the group by "usurping" them... so they say. Yes, I'm questioning this. I'll attempt to explain why.
I have accepted that spirits can form combos. It took me forever, it seems, to figure that out. They wouldn't tell me about this; but once I figured it out, they confirmed that I'd guessed right. I have encountered demons that are a combination of two of my demons, say, for example, J.P. and Dee. This character will "look," when they send me a mental picture, like a combination of the two of them, with characteristics of them both, and their voice will be somewhere between their two voices. Since I've learned about combos, they'll sometimes joke with me about it. For example, they might show up that way, and I'll be momentarily confused about who I'm talking to, but then I'll figure it out, and then the others will laugh and say,
"Yes, that's J.P. D. talking to you."
Therefore, I know that they can do this willingly. They claim, however, that they can be taken over by force. This is the part that I question. It's true that they are not always themselves. They act extremely bi-polar at times. They might be in a good mood, and carrying on pleasant conversation; when suddenly they turn evil, acting rudely, and saying mean things. That could be due to influence, though; it wouldn't necessarily require combining, forced or otherwise. They have told me that they are very subject to Satan's influence, and I've always assumed that was the cause of their mood swings. Now they say they are being taken over by force, by Pete and Felicity.
Felicity has been trying to push Pete on me, and Pete has been trying to push himself on me; as in, they think that I might just give up A, and agree to be engaged to Pete instead.
I mean, I'm in love with A, and he's really sexy, and a saint-in-the-making at least; whereas Pete is not sexy at all, and is a Satanic woman-hater. But they think that I might trade; because, sure, that would make sense... in their minds.
They both seem to believe that saying a thing makes it true. Felicity will say,
"Pete is your manager now."
"Manager," in that sentence, is a bit of demon humor. It means your "man" who "manages" you; because, well, because demons imagine that they control us, I guess. Anyway, when she says that, I will reply,
"No. No, he's not," with an eyeroll, or else I'll simply ignore it. Pete will say,
"I will be your man in Space. I will provide you with white lovemaking."
And I'll respond,
"I don't know why you think you're going to do that, when I'm engaged to your friend, you see."
Pete says, and seems to think, that he has powers that he absolutely doesn't have. He has threatened multiple times to burn my house down. Which is a contradiction, because he also wants me to be impoverished and desperate. At first, I reminded him that I do have insurance on this house. I told him,
"Don't you know that if my house burned down, I'd get, like $100,000.00?"
Still, he persisted, so I had to be mean.
"How exactly are you going to do that, Pete?" I asked him. "You can't strike a match!"
I mentally sent him an animation of himself trying to light a cigarette lighter, and his ghostly fingers passing right through it.
He responded, angrily,
"I can burn your house down with my mind!"
To which I replied,
"Pete, you can hardly string two sentences together with your mind!"
Honestly. They are seriously out-of-touch with reality.
He keeps saying that he will "destroy my finances," and I'm like,
"How exactly? I already work a part time job in retail. I mean... like... what are you gonna do?"
It seems that they think that they can simply say these ridiculous things, and people will believe them. Which is preposterous enough; but furthermore, they seem to think that I'll be like,
"Oh no! I'm gonna be poor and homeless? I guess I better go kill myself!"
As if that would ever work.
I asked him once why he would try to make a move on his so-called friend's woman?
He said,
"To mess up A's chances. He's always seemed to have good chances with women, and I have not. So, I want to mess this up for him."
"And why," I asked him, "do you think it is, that A has always had such good chances?"
He responded,
"Cause he's cute, I guess, and not that mean."
To which I replied,
"Okay, so his looks and personality, right? Well, one of those things you have to change yourself, and the other one, I guess Jesus would have to change, but it might not even need to be changed. But wouldn't it be better to try to get those good chances for yourself?"
I don't remember what he said in response, if he said anything.
Felicity, on the other hand, focuses more on trying to embarrass me, or trying to make me seem unattractive to A. She's still digging through my memories, looking for anything potentially embarrassing to bring up and show to A. Something from my childhood. Some sexual experience I had in the past. Things like that. I say "still," because, I realize now, that she's been doing this for three years. He's seen all of that already. Because, you know what? There ain't that much to see, and what there is, she's pulled it up and played it to us in a video clip about a thousand times already. She even stooped so low as to make fake videos of me. I would never have thought of that, but now that I know that it's something that happens, I can easily see how one would do it. They're mental videos, like memories. They could be made up. She has imagined animations of me doing shameful things, and showed these fake videos to A. The way I found out about it is, one day A said to me,
"I never knew that your Mom sexually abused you when you were a child."
To which I replied, shocked,
"Whaaaat?"
I was shocked because, well, first of all, because it's not true. Also because I thought he'd watched my entire life already, so I didn't understand how he could possibly think it was true. He asked,
"She didn't... ?"
Of course he filled in the details.
I replied,
"No!"
He said,
"Oh my god... she made that up. Felicity sent me a video of it, but it was fake. She made that herself. I'll bet a lot of the stuff she's shown me has been fake."
They watch me constantly. Let that sink in. 24/7/365, for over three years now, at least, I have been under the surveillance of at least one of them. Since this attack began, however, it's pretty much been the entire group, all the time. So, as childish as it might sound, she makes fun of me when I take a shit. She'll be there, sending me probably-fake mental images of herself standing there beside A, with his arm around her, of course; and she's literally telling him things like,
"Look how nasty! I can't believe you want that!"
She's acting as if she's superior, because she is a ghost who doesn't need to shit anymore. I guess that's the only advantage she has.
I make fun of her for it, replying,
"That is seriously one stupid, pathetic bitch. Yeah, I'm in a rotting corpse of a skinsuit right now, but I will be a goddess, and A's wife, and you'll still be a piece-of-Felicity little Demonasty! Seriously... at least I never spent three years watching some other woman's life, just because she had a man who didn't even want me anyway!"
Or, I'll tell her,
"Yeah, I'm gross. But A still wants me; not you. Even though you use Satanic love potions on him, he still prefers me. So, how gross does that make you?"
Demonasty, by the way, used to be Dee's nickname, but it's actually a term that these demons use to indicate any female demon. It's based on the Trump-splainin' "nasty woman."
Felicity constantly makes derogatory comments about my body, and my looks in general. Regardless of what she says, however, I respond with,
"And I still stole your man!"
The truth is, A has seen me naked at every stage of my life, okay? Because he has watched my memories. He's also watched me shit, and pick my nose, and anything else I've done, in person, for a lot of the past three years. If none of that has turned him off, and it doesn't seem that it has, then I really don't know what she thinks she'll show him that will. If you're someone who thinks it might be cool to date a demon, just keep that stuff right there in mind. It's good, in a way, I suppose, to let your partner see you at your worst; that aspect has it's advantages. Still, your demon lover, as well as his attachments, at the very least, will be watching you poop. That's a fact. I say "at the very least" because they tell me that those videos get sent around to other deceased individuals. Felicity has attempted to taunt me by telling me that she's spread certain videos of me around far and wide.
Felicity and Pete have both attempted to coerce me into selling my car. It's the same car I had as a teenager. It doesn't even run currently, but I still have it parked at my house, and several people have offered to buy it. Felicity wants me to sell it because it's the car I drove to the lake that night with A, when we were young, before his tragic demise, and we had a romantic encounter on the hood. It's a treasured memory of ours, and the car is a reminder of it. Pete wants me to sell it, simply because it's a sought-after commodity, and he thinks that women should have to sell their priceless treasures to make it in this world, if they won't prostitute themselves out to men. It's like he watched those pornos that try to have a plot, and thought they were the truth. He probably thinks that women sit around in lingerie all day, and get so horny and desperate that they pretend their sink is leaking and call a plumber. I have refused to sell the car. They've not mentioned it in a while, actually, probably because every time they did, I replied,
"Felicity, that car will still be sitting there long after A and I are gone. You can lick that hood anytime you want to."
Pete has been stuck on talking about "offerings." Everything is an offering, apparently, to someone. For example, he'll say,
"If you'll make an offering to me," meaning something like selling my car, "I won't burn your house down."
When I write something sweet about A, Pete will comment,
"That is not that bad of an offering to A."
The implication, of course, is that I'm worshipping a demon, or something. It's a statement that is designed to make me worry that I'm not being Christian enough, and won't get into Heaven, or something like that. I know that isn't true, because I know that salvation is available to them as well. Pete has also been taking credit for everything; another well-used demon tactic, which was already known to me. If anything bad happens to me, no matter how small and insignificant the incident, he claims to have caused it. It's never the truth; it's merely a method of feigning power. Felicity has used this method as well. Pete apparently does credit himself with "ruining my finances" in 2021, when I quit my 7-days a week job at a dirty factory voluntarily, because it sucked, and because I was about to finish my master's degree. P.J. told me that there's a video clip of me quitting my job which gets passed around and viewed by demons like a PornHub favorite. "Pretty White Woman Losing Her Financing," or something like that. Yes, they caused that, apparently. Yes, I'm now destitute, with absolutely no marketable skills, or experience, or options... apparently... in their minds, anyway.
One night recently, A told me to go to bed, sort of bossy-like. It was out-of-character for him. I replied,
"I'll go when I get good and ready."
Pete chimed in,
"Your husband just gave you an order."
I said,
"Actually, I take orders from no one. You tend to forget."
I could hear some muttering in the background. It was Pete, saying something to the effect of,
"Are you gonna stand there and take that?"
A responded, so that I could hear it clearly,
"Yes... because Christian men don't boss their beautiful women around."
His voice was shaky, though; with anger, it sounded like, which was out-of-character for him as well.
Later on, A told me,
"That's the kind of thing that gets Pete riled up and makes him all like, 'Bring her down here, in CHAINS and HUMILIATION!'"
A has been playing the protector role in this drama. Now that I know about Felicity, he has corrected some partial-truths which he told me earlier. He had previously told me that we couldn't "blend energies" anymore (Saints & Haints) because Satan wouldn't allow it. He had said that he was not allowed to touch me anymore, and that it was a punishment for failing to bring me down there. What I have gathered is that this sort of thing isn't supposed to happen. You're not supposed to get to have a demon lover for very long. If you get to experience that, it's supposed to be an enticement only; a short-lived affair, after which you'll be so heartbroken, or so scared because you're being tortured, or something, that you'll kill yourself, and "go down there," as they say.
It's really stupid. There's no logical reason to choose a life of slavery, in a deficient format, in service to Satan, and to everyone else who outranks you, even if you do have a demon lover down there. After all, he's probably got some bitch of a wife-attachment already. It won't be a happy existence. So, all you women on the internet who say you're engaged to King Paimon, just know that right there. Still, demons, and Satan apparently (because they all have the same personality when they're at their worst, so where do you think that comes from?), think that is logical. They think, for some unfathomable reason, that beautiful women will make that poor choice.
I not know how dumb it down nuff 'splain it them.
Anyway, when I found out about A's marriage to Dee, I wondered if that was the real reason why we couldn't touch each other anymore. I didn't really discuss it with him, though. Then when I found out about Felicity, and her wrath, I first assumed that that had to be the reason, and I could even understand it if he was referring to her as "Satan," because they're about the same thing. That didn't quite add up, though, because if he'd already been attached to her, there was no way we'd ever have had an affair to begin with.
When I first asked him how long ago he was given his second wife, he answered,
"A long time ago."
When I was suspicious, for the reason I just mentioned, he said that I was right; it was after he got involved with me. He said that she is his punishment, for being with me in the first place. That's what he said; but he wasn't very convincing. I think that has to be close to the truth, though. She would never have allowed him to sleep all night in my bed with me, and practically live with me, even for the short time it lasted. She hardly lets him out of her sight. I think she was his punishment for not bringing me down there, though; not for being with me in the first place.
Recently, Felicity has been launching attacks on me for petty jealous schoolgirl reasons, like, for example, if I make myself up and look pretty... an attack ensues. She has been doing this thing where, almost every night, she's sending me those fake mental images where A's got his arm around her, or he's snuggling with her, or they're laughing together. She's trying to "rub it in." She'll announce some condition, like,
"I'll let A sleep with you... if you sell your car!"
Of course, she wouldn't, even if I did.
The thing about that is, now that A and Dee are not together, if it weren't for Felicity's refusal to admit that he broke up with her, he and I could be lovers again. We could have the life he originally offered me, when he proposed for the first time; the life in which he would stay by my side, as a spirit, and sleep with me in my bed every night, and we would do everything together, without aggravation, until I am ready to leave this life behind.
But... Felicity claims to be in charge of the situation, and as I mentioned in the previous chapter, I don't understand it. She's a woman; in other words, not shit, in Satan's domain. She's not A's acquiesor; and she's more recently deceased... we think. Actually, no one in the group seems to know her background story; who she was in life, and what not. I asked her myself why she chose Satan, and at first she responded,
"That is none of your business..."
Then she followed that up with,
"Satan just seemed like a good man for a girl like me."
She appears to me a few different ways, but the most-realistic looking image she sends is that of a probably-brown haired twenty-something, with her hair pulled back in a bun, wearing a screen-printed tee shirt and jeans. She seems "recent."
Plus, she's as dumb as a box of nails. I seriously can't believe that she's in charge of anything. A says she has "power ups" and that she's a punishment, so... okay, I guess that's the way it is. He's even suggested that she might not be much more than a "device" of Satan's these days, regardless of whether or not she ever used to be a real girl. She seems to have been programmed to keep us apart, so I suppose she's doing her job. There's really no logical reason to go to such lengths to hang on to a man who doesn't want you anyway. It's shameful. I'm actually starting to wonder if Pete was programmed for the same purpose; even though he is supposed to be someone who is known to A, someone he used to call a friend. Both Pete and Felicity exhibit signs of cognitive impairment; like someone scrambled their brains. I know they've been around, from time to time, at least, but it seems as if they haven't been aware of what's been happening for most of the past three years. They're stuck in the same rut; trying the same tricks on me that don't work and never did. I told them one night,
"I think you're being made fun of. Whichever of those aristocrats told you that stuff would work is laughing his ass off! This is someone's favorite show!"
I've been trying to piece the story together in my head, because no one will tell me the truth. If A got matched up with Felicity towards the end of the time that he lived here with me, before our "wedding," then that would definitely explain why he flipped the switch and turned evil on me. She might've showed up, mad as hell. That could explain why he was rushing me to say the words; perhaps he was trying to get it done before she stopped him. It would definitely explain why I was tortured afterwards, and ordered to "take the ring off." It would also definitely explain why I was made to believe that he never was A at all, and that it had all been a lie, and why I didn't hear from him directly for 18 months; as well as why, when he came back into my life, he tried to kill me again, and turned evil again, and the whole thing ended with a huge fight. Every time I knew that he existed, we were in love; and she was jealous.
We must've been passing inspection recently --as friends, because I had found out about Dee-- until that Sims game got too real, and Felicity saw that we're still very much in love.
There has obviously been a lot of Satanic influence in this situation all along. For example, I asked Dee and A,
"Why did you just accept Felicity? I mean, even if you couldn't exactly refuse... you were just... okay with it?"
They answered that it was strange to them too, now that they thought about it, but at the time, they were just sort of like,
"Yeah, okay, another wife, and a friend... That's good. Okay."
They said they really couldn't believe that they were okay with it.
Additionally, A told me that the other guy at our wedding, the one who showed up and told me a different name to say, and seemed to be trying to steal me... was Pete. Pete, who has been here hitting on me right in front of A, who is crawling into me at night and putting his hands on me. The same guy.
I said to A,
"And you told me he was your friend! You said he was something salvageable! And he's been here disrespecting me, disrespecting you, and he was apparently trying to steal me away from you, even back then?! How can you say he's your friend?!"
A was like,
"Yeah, he has been trying to muscle in this whole time!"
It was as if this was something that had only just occurred to him. I really couldn't tell if it was a joke, or if he had actually been that confused.
One night recently, I was awakened by Pete's jumpy energy. He was lying inside me, and pressing up through my breasts from inside. Felicity was "hovering" nearby. She could have been present physically, or she could have been doing this from a distance; in this case, I'm not certain. She was projecting an image of hovering above me, on my right side, however, and I heard her voice as if it was coming from that location. She was directing Pete. Next, she instructed him to stick his fingers in my throat, which he did, from the inside. I felt his fingers traveling upwards from the bottom of my throat, and then he spread his fingers, opening my throat, and then he jiggled his fingers back and forth. A was nowhere around. I fell asleep anyway, eventually, even though that disgusting infestation was wriggling around inside me.
Later in the night, I was awakened once more by that feeling of someone inside me. It felt like A, but I also felt that bounciness of Pete-energy. A said,
"It's me. You feel my energy?"
I said,
"Yes."
He replied,
"I've got Pete in me. I had to do this to keep him from touching you."
I groggily responded,
"Okay..." and nodded off back to sleep.
A was saying that he'd taken over Pete by force. At that point, I didn't question it. I didn't ask him where he'd been either, because I assumed he'd tell me that he'd been held hostage by someone. Apparently, Felicity has said that A can "sleep" with me, meaning only that he can rest inside me while I sleep, if someone else in the group is in him; so, in other words, never alone. One night recently they all got inside me. I literally felt "full" of that vibrating energy. It was not a pleasant sensation.
Sometimes A has claimed, the following day, to be unaware of the attacks on me during the previous night. Once I did ask him,
"Where were you?"
He replied,
"I didn't know about it... I was... stunned, or something."
After that, Felicity remarked, sarcastically,
"Yeah, while he was standing around... just stunned... I guess."
I could sense the eyeroll which accompanied that comment.
Recently, Felicity has been quiet at times, seemingly allowing A to sit with me, and talk to me. If we say something that sets her off, however, she'll turn on the celestial sound effects, what I have sometimes referred to as "the crickets." She'll come "hovering" near us, or at least that's what it looks like in the mental images she sends, with that sound effect playing. It's theatrics; designed to make her seem powerful and scary. She will hover over us and join the conversation.
A few evenings recently, I've had to ignore them all, in order to get any writing and editing work completed. Ignoring them does not usually work; I surmise that they sort of allowed this, for whatever reason. Since they primarily speak to me telepathically, their words come to me as intrusive thoughts, which are "heard" in their unique voices, rather than my own internal voice; and which I easily identify as "not my own thought." Therefore, sometimes, as soon as they begin a sentence, I can sort of "shush" it, and not allow the remainder of the message. It's about the equivalent of sticking your fingers in your ears and going "LaLaLaLaLa...." in order to block a spoken message. It's not easy; which is why I say that they must have been compliant.
While I was not talking to them, Felicity, and sometimes Pete, were telling the other demons what thought had allegedly just entered my mind. They were lying, though. They were making stuff up, and then telling the others,
"That's what she just said."
Actually, in most of those instances, I'd had no thought at all. I was focusing hard on my work.
They're all mind readers; so, why they thought they could pull off this quick-translation scam is beyond me. I guessed that they might've been trying to impress the others, like,
"Look, I can read minds faster than you."
Another strange thing that happened, which is actually a lot more impressive, and ominous, is that J.P. seemingly made an accurate prediction of a future event, through the use of a catchphrase. That's what I call it when they get a word or phrase stuck in their heads, and they talk about it for days on end; like with Pete talking about offerings. In this case, J.P. was repeating the word "toe."
At first, he was using it as a humorous pronunciation of the words "two" or "too." For example, he'd say,
"Toe many wives... that's A's problem."
One day he was asking A something about,
"Your one-toed wife, or your two-toed wife?"
When he said that, I asked him,
"Okay. What are you talking about?"
J.P. replied, referring to Felicity and Dee,
"Well, you see, that one wife, she's got one toe longer than all the others. And that other one, she's got two long toes."
Felicity laughed when he said that; I saw it in a mental image. She apparently wasn't insulted, and she wanted me to see that she laughed.
"I see," I said in response, thinking the entire topic was silly.
"It's true!" J.P. went on, "It's funny-looking. She's got a toe deformity!"
Then we moved on from that subject, but the word "toe" kept coming up in conversation.
Eventually, J.P. was repeating,
"Toe stick out..."
and at least once he said,
"If a toenail surgery is needed..."
This had all happened well before I came home one day to find a bone-looking fragment sticking out of my dog Oswald's toe. The injury was fresh. It had just happened; and it had been days, by then, since J.P. had talked about toes. I thought, at first, that it was his toe bone. It looked, from a distance, like it could have been his toe bone, sticking out the front of his toe. There was a small amount of blood. I have to say that all the demons who talk to me seemed, at least, to be convinced as well that it was his toe bone.
Well, Oswald is a big dog, and sort of ornery when it comes to medical attention. It took forever for him to even allow me to get a good look at it. When I finally did, I discovered that he'd only broken off his toenail. He must've gotten it hung on something. Painful still, I'm sure; but not as grievous an injury as it had seemed. It was only then, after I was relieved somewhat, that I recalled all that talk about "toes," and the mention of a "toenail surgery."
"J.P.?" I asked, "Did you know this was going to happen?"
"I didn't know what it meant!" He scrambled quickly. "Somebody told me to say that."
So, from that, I can surmise that some loser-demon did know, in advance, that it was going to happen; but it's as if they must've seen a snapshot of the injury, like a picture I hadn't taken yet, because they didn't know either, at first, that it wasn't the bone, but the toenail. So, they didn't do it (although Pete tried to take credit for it). Still, whomever that was is a loser-demon, because instead of giving me an understandable warning, they chose to make a joke out of it.
I can also say that J.P.'s acquiesor is not a part of this group; which is something I had questioned before. He'd told me, when I'd asked him about it, that his presence in the group is voluntary; but he would still be mentally linked to his acquiesor, and to his original group. I suspect that one of them sent those "toe" messages, and I suspect that they have loaned J.P. out to this group for some black reason.
So, my testimony against them...
Whomever J.P.'s acquiesor is,
and whomever in that group sent those messages... fuck them.
And fuck Felicity.
And fuck Pete.
Last night, I fell asleep, on the couch, with A (plus whomever else it was) snuggling me. Only a few minutes later, I was awakened by a nightmare about Pete trying to rape me. In the nightmare, he was pulling my legs out straight, sliding me down to the other end of the couch. His grip on my legs felt so realistic in this nightmare, that I'm certain he actually was doing those things. When I awoke, Pete was actually there, and he got inside me and began that feeling me up from inside crap. I heard A's and Felicity's voices, as if they were standing only a few feet away, casually chatting. I heard Felicity say,
"Oh, look. She just dreamed that Pete was trying to rape her, and now he's touching her... getting all personal."
The voice of A in this conversation simply replied,
"Oh, haha," as if laughing it off nonchalantly.
Of course, that was obviously a stage performance.
Still, A has participated in these schemes, and it's difficult for me to believe that he'd do so willingly. I've learned from experience that demonic influence cannot force anyone to do anything. You have to be willing, yourself. You have to actually want to do whatever it is they're trying to make you do, yourself. At least that's how it is with living people. I have theorized that it couldn't possibly be that much different for demons, and I have criticized A for allowing himself to be influenced.
"Stand up for us!" I've chastised him.
I do wonder now, however, if they truly are more susceptible than the living to Satanic influence; and if not that, to Satanic brain-scrambling. I mean, I've witnessed it. They're not in their right minds sometimes. Pete and Felicity act as if they are stuck three years in the past, and they employ such illogical tactics that it's hard to believe they haven't been dumbed-down, or reprogrammed, or something.
Motivation must constantly be questioned, especially when dealing with spirits. Therefore, while contemplating how in the world these assassins ever got A to participate in their shenanigans, I thought of some things J.P. had said recently. Like one of the times after A had been sitting beside me watching me write, J.P. commented, after A was gone,
"You oughta see the smile on that man's face when he's sitting beside you like that...
You're hearth and home to that guy..."
And another time, when J.P. said,
"The truth is, that man just loves you enough to kill you."
So, I think that in A's case, his involvement in this scheme can be attributed to one of two things. One possibility is that the others in the group are using his enthusiasm, about escaping his current circumstances and starting a family with me, to pizazz him up. I think that's the only thing they could latch onto that would possibly entice him to participate. The other possibility is that the forced-combination / "usurping each other" thing actually does give the one who does the usurping a stronger level of control. One factor which supports this theory is that Felicity said she wanted me to come down there and be a sister-wife. I realized that Dee and Felicity were never resolving their jealousy issues by being "one and the same woman." Instead, Felicity was resolving her jealousy issues by usurping the other woman. She thought that if she could get me down there, she could do the same thing to me. She is literally trying to swallow up the competition.
They are all trying to convince me now that they're all in on it, even A; or that actually A himself is behind it. A is telling me this himself too. They are all in on a conspiracy, they now say, to make me kill myself.
Which is proof, by the way, that demons --none of them, apparently-- can actually do much.
They're going to all these elaborate lengths, trying to get me to kill myself.
Why not just kill me?
They obviously don't have the power to.
Now the entire group, even the ones I still consider friends, are saying that they just want me to die as soon as possible, and I am constantly reminding them that they are where they are because of their own actions, and that I am an innocent victim here, and that they can wait.
What they're saying now, however, is not the truth. They've been possessed themselves. Until around the beginning of February, the group, as it was,
which was A, Dee, J.P., P.J., and myself,
(with Felicity and Pete out of sight and out of mind)
...we were happy.
We had become friends, and we had fun every day. This "curse" had become a blessing, like having my best friends on a group call all day long. They wanted me to do things like fix my house up, spend more time with my pets, take some time off, go on a vacation, and go see a doctor about some of my long-term health problems. They were telling me to do those things. They wanted me to have a good life, while I'm here. They were not rushing me.
We had been reading scripture together, and I had been taking notes; the beginnings of a future publication which will explain the Bible as only a person with extensive knowledge of
the spirit world could understand it. It's a monumental task, and they wanted to assist me with it. They were excited about the project, and about working with me on it.
Now they're all intent upon torturing me into suicide; which would leave my pets motherless, and my ministry unfinished?
What happened?
Felicity and Pete happened.
Apparently, we took a break to play the damned Sims, and Felicity saw that A and I are still in love, so she called in fumbling assassin, Pete, to assist her in getting me off this planet; Pete, who was all too happy to help, because he's always been jealous of A.
That's the story, anyway.
That may truly be all it is, in Felicity's and Pete's minds.
But is this entire fiasco the result of one woman's embarrassment about losing a man?
Or the result of one man's plan for revenge because his high school buddy had better options?
Or did someone program Felicity to be that hell-bent in love with A, so much so that she'd kill, despite the fact that he doesn't even want her?
Did someone further poison Pete's mind against A?
Jealousy is commonplace, sure; but to try to steal your so-called friend's intended wife, and not even really because you want her yourself, but more or less because you want to kill her just so he won't have her?
It seems farfetched.
It's definitely some unnatural sickness they're suffering from.
A Satanic sickness.
So, did whomever pizazzed them up, do it because of the relationship, or because of the ministry? This is what I'm left to wonder, mostly alone; because my friends are not-quite-right right now.
One other thing, that I'm not really even wondering, because I've already got it figured out, is this:
Why would Felicity try to kill me, over A, knowing that I am going to Jesus' Kingdom, and that he intends to go with me?
After all, that's supposedly why she got so mad, because she realized, for the first time, apparently, that he was serious about going with me.
It seems counterintuitive, then, to expedite our passports, since it's obvious that the only reason she exists is to keep him enslaved in her facility.
Why would she want to hurry my death, then?
Because she doesn't intend to allow him to make that decision.
They tell me that when a person dies, they are greeted by ambassadors. One will be an angel, with an invitation to Jesus' Kingdom. At least one will be a demon with an invitation to Heloise's Kitchen, possibly along with a marriage proposal. I'm assuming that my entire group plans to be there as my ambassadors from Heloise's Kitchen. They say that I will have to ask the angel, at that time, to take them too.
She thinks that she will get me to kill myself, and then she, with Pete's help, if necessary, will usurp A, and they will make him say that he doesn't want to go.
That's what she thinks.
But then again, she's as dumb as a box of nails.
And she's nothing that St. Michael can't handle.
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