Way back in the sixties I delved into black magic and soon became known around the French Quarter of New Orleans as a warlock, (male witch). I cast numerous spells, and it was exhilarating to see them work. Casting spells is real, and it is achieved by reciting certain phrases, most of which are antichrist in nature. At the time I was not a Christian and had been an atheist for some time. When I saw the first spell that I cast work, I knew that there was an unseen world. I knew that Satan was evil, and I assumed there had to be God.
I despised Christians. They were hypocrites and I felt they looked down on me. They would espouse everything I liked to do, (get high, stoned, fight, steal, and so on) as being sinful. These were the things that I enjoyed, and I didn’t want to give them up. One day I was walking through a courtyard adjacent to a large Catholic church. All the street people gathered in the courtyard, and I was going there to see what was going on. A preacher was standing on a crate preaching and when I walked by him he pointed his finger at me and told me that if I didn’t change my ways I was going to hell. When I looked around and saw he was talking to me I walked over and hit him right in the mouth knocking him off the crate and as he laid on the ground with blood coming out of his mouth I pulled out my gun, cocked it, and pointed it right between his eyes and snarled, if you ever say that again I’ll kill you.
Not long after that I cast a death spell on a guy whom I believed turned me in which resulted in me being thrown into prison. When I got out I hopped on the ferry to cross the Mississippi River. I chose that place because mountains and big rivers accelerated the power of a spell. This death spell meant I would need to conjure up a demon. I was hesitant to do so because demons can possess you, but my hatred for this guy was worth the risk in my mind. I lit a black candle and chanted some words and suddenly a demon appeared that was every bit of twelve feet tall. He growled at me in a deep roar, “You S.O.B. I’m going to get your a**s”. That struck terror in my heart, and I took off running towards the front of the ferry just as it was pulling into Algiers. I leaped onto the dock and took off running as fast as I could. My lungs were burning before I slowed down to a fast walk. Algiers was like Harlem. It was not a place where white people hung out, but I walked and walked until I finally caught a ride which took me back across the river and I walked from there to the French Quarter and raced back to my apartment. Then I gathered all my black magic books and candles et al and put them in a garbage bag and took them away from my apartment.
And so my days of being a warlock ended that night. Not long after that I had a devastating car wreck in Atlanta and while hospitalized read the Bible and subsequently got saved and my sins were forgiven. Although this happened over five decades ago I remember it like it was yesterday. The Bible is clear that we are to stay away from the occult, and I have done so. I refuse to even look at astrology charts. This is not the case with the mega-powerful people who run this country and give Biden his marching orders. To a person they are avowed Satanists, and they hate Jesus Christ with unbridled fury. Many Christians are oblivious to what is really happening around the world, but it is happening just the same.
Satan wants to be God and many of the spells demonstrate it. For example, some spells recite the Lord’s prayer in reverse or backwards. Homosexuals say what is wrong is right and what is right is wrong. Don’t be swept up by it. Life on this planet begins and ends with Jesus Christ. Put on the full armor of God to protect yourselves today!
Revelation 22:15
Outside are the dogs and sorcerers and the sexually immoral and murderers and idolaters, and everyone who loves and practices falsehood.