I don't know if you have noticed the hatred from people lately, but it's over the top. Since I have posted a couple audios on YouTube, I have been attacked more than usual. For starters, I am never given a rest from the constant struggle with my electronics. One of my subscribers, who has now become a good brother-in-Christ friend of mine, sent me an iPhone to use for my audio posts. I was able to post a few readings from my book, but within a month, the phone has completely shut down and refuses to turn back on. I had then resorted to using a tablet but with far worse results. Of course I have been greatly disturbed by this. I guess I am making a blanket apology for the quality of my audios. Somehow, my perpetrators have been able to slow down my voice to where I sound like I'm half asleep, not to mention the added nasal sound as if I have a clothes pin clipped on my nose.
This past month, since posting the audio readings, one of my dogs, Vinny, has developed a nasal growth on the top of his nose. It appears to be a bone that is getting larger by the day. Five days ago, I took him to the Animal Welfare League in Chicago, after making an appointment on the landline, standing in my mother's kitchen. This was not a good idea, as I am constantly listened to in the house, as well as over the telephone. This gives the perps ample time to send a sheriff deputy (a badge is always an added scare tactic) to the veterinarian on staff, to be sure I get lousy service and am charged nearly double for something ridiculous. I am assuming it was a sheriff deputy, because I have a long history of this particular agenda taking place by a uniformed perpetrator wearing a badge. It could have been Chicago PD.
After a short wait, the staff veterinarian walked into the room and, in a robotic-type fashion, told me there was nothing that could be done for my dog and that it was just a matter of a short time before I'd have to put him down; he never touched the dog nor even looked at him! It was as though the guy was reading a script. There was no emotion in his face; his voice was flat; his delivery was evasive, and as he apologized for the horrific diagnosis, his eyes grew dark and cold. Upon leaving I was sold $108 worth of antibiotics and pain killers and told to hope for the best, in a nonchalant type of way. It was the biggest waste of time and money that I've spent since the last time I tried to get one of my dogs taken care of by a veterinarian. Last year, my little dog, Vinilla, had a high fever. After a slew of tests and a $600 bill, there was no answer for her condition. She was given antibiotics and recovered in three days. This is how they cause me financial hardship and heartache. It is both supernatural and natural; spiritual and carnal. They focus on matters of the heart and hit below the belt.
The neighbors were anxiously waiting outside around my mom's house when I returned home. As Vinny and I drove up, they were gathered for a community 'feeding frenzy' in hopes I would be functioning on a low frequency by harboring emotions like hopelessness and despair. Demons like when we are operating at a low energy level, trudging through the day with suicidal thoughts; it gives them energy. Little did they know that they wouldn't feed off me that day. They didn't know what had happened after I left the Animal Welfare League building, got into my van and waled for five minutes, while hugging Vinny. They didn't know that Jesus would step in. As I proceeded to drive to the nearest corner, where I turned right, there stood a huge church with a large lit up marquee. It boldly read, "I trust you, Jesus". This was my message from God, after being bamboozled by Satan's workers--those demons that jump in and out of people for the sake of gang stalking and harassing us.
This was second time I was given a written message from The Lord during a time of despair. It happened five years ago, as I headed to the Columbus, Georgia hospital where my dad would receive his last blood transfusion before dying. The perpetrators in Pine Mountain and Hamilton were set in place around my home, waiting for his death so they could put me through further hell in order to steal his money and Chevy Suburban. I was so alone, beat up, and sad as I drove to that hospital when I saw a huge billboard on the side of the road that read "TRUST GOD". I looked for that billboard umpteen times after that but could never find it.
Anyway, back to Vinny: So when I jumped out of the van upon returning home, I had a smile on my face and a pep in my step. I knew Jesus was going to hold my right hand through whatever it was I'd have to go through. The following morning when Vinny and I went for a brisk walk, while it was snowing, three different people drove by, slowed down and stared at me with hatred that you could cut with a chainsaw. They were demons, unhappy with the seal of God that I wear when I cling to Jesus. Their witchcraft curses, hexes and vexes don't work on me as readily as they used to; though, they still put me through the mill, I must admit. As I cling to Jesus, they starve, because I function on a higher frequency of energy. I run on a level of trust, hope, mercy, grace, love, and joy. The joy-thing is something I'd like to have more of, and I'm working on that.
Vinny needs help, but the evil spirits won't allow me to get it through this world's system. I don't ask people to pray for him; though you can if you feel it in your heart to do so. I lay hands on his nose as I "decree & declare", "bind and loose", and do those things that Jesus taught us to do, using His name. The Holy Spirit has led me to order some high potency joint supplements for him. He seems to be happy and full of life. Throughout the day, when the darkness tries to take me down, so they can feed off me, I softly whisper, "I Trust You, Jesus".
Oh, and for the record, as soon as I find the right equipment, I will continue making audio readings of my book; I may even amp it up and do some videos That should really irk them as I continue on as one of God's servants. ###
If you'd like to hear daily readings from Treading On Serpents; they are being read on the YouTube Channel called Swanie1. A personal thank you to Kirk who has made these readings available to his subscribers. God bless us all. ###
It's been a while since I've blogged. I'm not a daily blogger. I guess being watched and listened-to for (now) eighteen years, I've learned to be quiet. I'm not saying that's the best thing to do; it has just developed over the years. Sergeant Scott Sepanek from www.SpiritualJews.com, on you-tube, suggested that I blog my thoughts on a daily basis for others to read. I can honestly admit that I've tried to do that. I guess I've been conditioned to not reveal my thoughts or moves, due to being set up by the enemy. So, I forgive myself and move along the best I can, and I blog whenever I have something not too revealing to say.
I've been wanting to make videos; that's no secret. And I know some of you have been regularly checking my Vlog section, only to leave disappointed. Slowly but surely I am moving ahead, but more slowly than I'd like. It seems I have everything I need to proceed, but the chutzpah. Sometimes, I'm not sure if it's The Lord keeping me out of the spotlight or if it's the enemy. Either way, Vlogging is just sitting dormant right now. However, I am a big YouTuber. I regularly watch videos and comment on most of them. I see the energy these people put into their work, day after day; bringing us comfort, entertainment, and sometimes, even camaraderie with live shows. (God bless all of you who comment "live" and are nice to one another; you are part of a huge healing movement.)
I will move out of my comfort zone and go out on a limb here to share a secret: The Lord has put something special on my heart--to send one copy of my book, as a tithe, to someone special each month. So, that's what I've been quietly doing for a few months now. So, you might find that someone will occasionally mention it on their video, though it's not a prerequisite to receiving a copy from me. It's just a way for me to participate in this spiritual warfare; surviving while being gang stalked and to give something back to those who give so much by making videos for us to view or listen to. Out of the copies that I've already sent out over the past four months, I've only received one bad review where a daily devotional just didn't flip this guy's switch. So considering the odds, that's not too bad. LOL I think it's important that we all do something to help someone else to either feel appreciated or loved or whatnot, even if it means just leaving a kind comment. Some of us do our part in the spotlight while others do it quietly behind the scenes. We are all part of a whole where even small contributions matter. ###
For today's reading, September 17, the Reminder at the bottom mentions to read Psalm 81 aloud. It is meant to be Psalm 31. I have gone over my manuscript numerous times and this error has never existed. To have it occur in my published book is par for the course. It is important for me to let my readers know that I have thought of re-editing the book, but honestly, I do not trust the results to be any better than they are now. Each time it has been edited, it has been returned with new errors. It is best that I leave it as-is. Psalm 31 is a powerful reading and hits every side of the gang stalking/harassment system. ###
I accidentally ran across a video about my book today; it was a Danish video and I didn't understand anything the man was saying, but I stood watching it with a smile on my face. There have been a couple of wonderful You-tubers who have made videos about my book. These people were not bought or bribed; they feel this book can help Targeted Individuals and decided to make a video via www.youtube.com all on their own. Thank you Sgt. Scott Sepanek, and thank you Julius from The Human Project.
If you get a chance to check out these videos, please do! Scott Sepanek has a slew of good spiritual videos on the topic of gang stalking. His website is awesome, too: therapturecult.com His take on fighting back comes from a non-emotional place, probably from being a Gunnery Sergeant in the U.S. Marine Corps for 22 years. I am so honored to have him read my book and highlight it, I cannot even begin to tell you! He is a true soldier, and his outlook on how we can defend ourselves during this time is priceless and rare. I truly treasure our partnership.
Julius from creatrix13 has about 12,000 subscribers. He makes videos in English and also in Danish. An unbelievably gifted Empath who hits the topic of gang stalking from all angles, for all people. He covers every possible topic that can help others. One day I had mentioned having had a witchcraft dream. It wasn't an hour that went by before he emailed me a video on deliverance (that actually worked). I am truly honored and grateful for our connection, and the fact that my book is a part of his daily arsenal of weapons, clear across the world. ###
Awhh! it is truly heartbreaking to learn of targeted individuals who are on the lam. They have pets that they long to keep, as they run from state to state, looking for peace from this insanity. That part of being gang stalked hasn't changed in the eighteen years I've been involved. In other words, their tactics for displacing the person are the same. They had stripped me of everything, too, and had me running with my two dogs, across the United States. Some TIs aren't as lucky as I was; they don't have wheels, shelter from the environment, somewhere to lay their head, behind locked doors. I cried today when I watched this video. It's not sad. It's beautiful. I do hope you take a few minutes and treat yourself: https://youtu.be/r8WnOu7PIrQ Thank you, Carlton, for sending it. I have seen this person's videos come up under "recommended videos" and now I will subscribe to his channel. We must all remember to pray, not only for ourselves and our pets, but for each other. This is a spiritual battle, and when we meet someone who is newly targeted, we must help them realize that their answer is not in finding other targets to help them; most are hanging on by a thin thread themselves. It is about relying solely on God. May He bless us all. ###
Fifteen years ago, when I was "on the run" in motor homes, running across the nation with nowhere in particular to go, I encountered many episodes with law enforcement agents. I was put in a position of running, yet I'd done nothing wrong, and really wasn't sure why I was running. As I am hearing similar stories from other TIs, these bad experiences come to the forefront of my mind and turn my anxiety level up. I recently received a comment from a southern gentleman, telling me he is followed by strangers, everywhere he goes. I do hope you read his comment, as this type of thing is happening to other people around the globe. He is not the only one. More and more people who drive professionally across the country are treated the same way. One man who drives big rigs for a living, thought he was exempt from being followed because he was in a different state every night. He boasted about it on his YouTube channel, which then seemed to turn the heat up on his stalking. Within hours, he was followed by unmarked cars that parked outside his truck at truck stops and rest stations, until he continued to proceed cross country. One car followed him from an overnight rest area over 100-miles on the freeway. We subscribers suspected these followers to be cops; after all, who else could get away with driving without a license plate on their vehicle? Something very strange is going on in the world. ###
It was TI day in Chicago on August 29th. Though, we got rained out for a few hours, and I was forced to buy a Chicago Bears Hoodie, and later go home due to being soaked, I am glad that I attended, even if it was only for a couple hours. The night before, we took a taxi downtown Chicago and met the group at Portillo's, where some of us had dinner. I was amazed at how many TIs came from all over: Missouri, North Carolina, Texas, Arizona, Washington, and of course, Chi-town. Most everyone was friendly and just happy to be able to talk to another person who understood the phenomenon of being gang stalked without being judged as crazy. Some of us were old timers, like myself, targeted for 17 to 24 years, while others were in their first year. Personally, I was very proud of myself to have attended. I have found solace in my isolation over the years, but would have hated myself had I not participated. I did not go to promote my book, though I wished I could have given a copy to everyone who was there. Perhaps next year, I can make that happen. Instead, I made a copy of the daily readings for the 28th and 29th and passed them out. It was the least I could do for a fellow Targeted Individual. After all, that's why I wrote the book: to help the suffering TI make it through another day, with the help of The Lord. I also want to add that I managed to take the train downtown. It was my first time getting around the good ol' Chicago way: by train! It was my big step out of isolation and gave a whole new meaning to "Feel the fear and do it anyway." ###
We have been set up to feel alone, but we are not alone; it is an illusion caused by our extreme isolation. We have more support from the spirit realm than we think. The haters that use us as their lifeline are also scalping the souls of others. They cannot feed from an empty plate so they must look for the vital energy of those who they oppress, to feed off their chutzpah. At this very moment there is someone wanting to overdose, slice their wrists, jump off a bridge, or any one of a dozen other ways to commit suicide. We must pray for them and be thankful that we are still alive. We must come out of silence to let others know they are not alone; this is how we do God's work. This is also the way we keep ourselves from acting on our own suicidal thoughts. An old 12-step program saying: We cannot keep it unless we give it away.
(Taken from Treading On Serpents, February 6.)