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June 1st, 1998. The War for Freedom.

Lionheart

SOH-CM-2014
In 1998, something occurred that would forever change my life.

A circle of people welcomed me into their group. They claimed to be Christians. They even went to my Church. After several years, I began to see 'red flags', things that werent normal. I began to realise I was hanging out with a group that was a cult, most probably druid, but what ever they were, it was definately of the 'dark side'.

Before: I had an interest in Out of Body study. Being the nut I am about UFO's, I had read a book by Whitley Strieber about OOBE's. They sounded amazing. I then read another book by a Monroe, where he REALLY got into the OOBE stuff, being able to get out and see some wild things. I talked about this at work, and one of my work mates invited me over to his house, saying that on Sunday nights, they have a study group and that they teach this. I was in. They claimed to be Christian, so I was, what I thought, in good hands.

After several years, things began to add up. The red flags were bad things. I had realised some deceptions and lies. They would claim to my face to be Christian, but 15 min's later, they are making jokes about God.

So........ I quit one evening telling them, hey, I havent had much luck on this OOBE thing. ITs been years and there is no control. I am out. You guys have a great life. So they take me aside and tell me 'You cant leave. No one leaves the group. And... You have to denounce Jesus Christ.' I again said 'See yah, have a good life'. Before or during this, we had a Lasgne dinner. (They had talked about 'the Lasgne dinner many times, and suddenly, here we are having this). What followed was really odd. Evidently a halucinatary drug was induced or something. That night got odd.

For the next week, I had perhaps an hour of sleep. I would awake in nightmares, hearing voices, seeing things. It was pure hell. That week stretched into 2 months. I remember looking back and thinking, how had I survived this long like this? I was getting sleep, but very little, in very small amounts. I was taking sleeping pills to keep me knocked out so that my body at least had rest, though my mind was really obliterated during the extremely realistic nightmares. That first night turned into 12 years.....

Spiritual attacks. You hear of them. What are they? One hears a voice in their mind, not their own, and a shiver runs up your back. The voice is saying 'give up!' Evil things will float through your thoughts. You might slip into a daydream and it goes nightmare and you blink your eyes and you are back, standing there, wondering how a thought like that could come into your mind...

A wierd pain from no where starts hurting in your body. It moves... From your side to your back, or up your neck. The pain is intense. You think, should I go to the doctors? Thoughts of a desease flow through your mind. 2 Days later, the pain is gone, never to return, but a new pain, like a stabbing sensation or intense burning occurs to replace it... 'Give up!' you hear in your mind.

After years of this, you can see them. You can hear what part of the room they are in. You have learned to detect the bad guys from the Holy Spirit. You can see Angels now almost so well that you can see things on their clothing, like belts and swords, their wings shine similar to metal, their faces are lit from within with a wild glowing appearence.

12 years, 7 days, 8 hours, and 27 min's... That was June 1st.

Freedom is paid at a price. Some people fight a war with guns, some with politics, and some fight a war that normal people cannot see, an invisible war, a war in the spirit. Some dont even fight. They just read their Bible, mind their own business, pray for friends to heal from deseases and these dark 'things' just keep attacking them.

I made a good decision. I have gotten to know Jesus. I have gotten to know his Father. I have gotten to know the Holy Spirit.

There are days when I live in pure pain, little sleep, and out of no where, I will have a great dream, and I see Jesus or go flying (without a plane) and that short dream is worth every bit of it. Knowing I chose freedom, knowing I chose Jesus, it sits well in my heart.

There is a song that goes something like; 'Better is one day in Your house, then thousands elsewhere'. Its so true.

When people laugh and say there is no God, I just wonder, if they only knew.

I wish this on no one. Do not go to dark places for truth, thats my advice. I was betrayed by what I thought were friends. What I was in was a very skillfully played trap. Get the Christian. When the day of Lasgne came, it was time for them to finally pull the trap.

If you find yourself in such a trap one day, just remember; Never give up! Never... Just hang in there. Focus on Jesus. The enemy might pounce on your daily, min. to min. Just know that you will become stronger then you ever imagined.



Bill



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When you are at war with something trying to steal your life away, be it a country, burglars, a desease, a cult group, or the dark one himself, hold fast. Hold fast and do not give up...!


I did not post this to make a Christian statement. I am just celebrating my Freedom. June 1st! And this is why...
 
Congratulations on Your Sweet Freedom, Lionheart!

:ernae:

.... It is really a heartache to know that whom you trusted has betrayed you....
Waking up and one day: All that you have ever known was a LIE!

I am glad you have passed your tests....
You know; PURE Gold is tested by Fire!

Congratulations!
 
I'll never think of Lasgne the same way!
Seriously, don't jump out of one fire into another. Follow your heart, but watch your back...
 
WOW.. I am Very Pleased to hear of your freedom..

And there is MUCH REJOICING..

May Our Lord continue to Bless and keep you safe..:engel016:
:applause::applause:
 
Wow, Bill. Inspiring story. In fact it might just make a great book. You might think about doing that. Just one more way to reach out to people and tell them the truth.
God bless,

Tom

PS: I'm with Piglet, I'll never think of Lasgne the same again.
 
an inspiring story indeed that, i went to the Parachute Regiment to seek out truth, unfortunately for you lot i'm in the process of writing a book based on my experiences, using my personality and traits to fit another character.

Some find peace in a chapel or church, i find mine at the end of a rifle... just remember folks Atheism is a non Prophet Organisation.... :icon_lol: everyone has ways of dealing with things, Bill i know the sleepless and shooting pains too well, i run on about 3-4 hours a night and as for the pain well... lets just say making a run across a T-Junction is not a good idea when theres IDF, it's a bowling alley of lead...

Glad you saw sense there Bill, unfortunately we all stray from time to time...
 
Bill, I am glad you chose your path, but a long time ago a fellow named Robert Zimmerman wrote three little words into a song called "Subterranean Homesick Blues", that I have adhered to to this day: "Don't follow leaders". The three best words for my own independence I have ever heard.

Caz
 
Bill, I am glad you chose your path, but a long time ago a fellow named Robert Zimmerman wrote three little words into a song called "Subterranean Homesick Blues", that I have adhered to to this day: "Don't follow leaders". The three best words for my own independence I have ever heard.

Caz

Don't follow leaders... can you call Ruperts Leaders? (Sorry Ruperts is British Army slang for Officers), good song Caz heard it a few times, it's not the events which shape us in life, it's what we choose to do afterwards that defines us, Puts vision in our Vision, steels us to prepare for anything that might come our way...
 
The theories of the profit Darwin clearly delineate the world we live in, essentially the jungle's predatory environment. Glass and steel cities that claim the format of a civil and orderly life with rules are but an illusion. It's still a jungle. The predators come right into your home, right into you mind, right into your psyche.

If one can find a way to cope with stress, doubt, negative emotion, and maintain a positive and forward moving philosophy without giving up personal independance or suffering reliance on the false ideas of those who would prey or exploit, and do it all without dependance on mood or perception altering substances, than one shall truly thrive in the predatory world.

There are many organized religions that can promote good philosophy and conduct. It is arguable whether any of them represent the truth or not, but that they preach good conduct, and a philosophy of constructive behaviour in a hostile world is a noble interpretation. If these organized regimes and belief sytems help individiuls overcome the doubt and the paralysis often created in this contradictory and agressive envronment, than it's basically a good thing.

Darwin the profit of pragmatism, smiles.
 
Bill,I remember the words of a young,fiery preacher in West Virginia who said "don't rely on men,they will let you down,I will let you down someday because I'm just a man"....and he did,boy did he ever let me down.

But all that means is man is fallible and I put my trust in God.He has never let me down and never will.I will see hard times and life will not be without pain and struggle but He will always be there to pick me up.

Don't give up brother and don't pay heed to the words of fools,you know who will stand by you.
 
Finding one's path. It is a very wonderful and amazing thing to be able to free yourself from outside influences and find that path that fits you. I've always believed that each path is as unique as each one of us...its not a one size fits all hat. Your path is for you, mine is for me, my wife has her path. And the fact that we can conciously choose our own path despite everything around us from that which tries to convince us otherwise. Whoever or whatever placed us here did endow us with a brain and I think it was intended that we use it to analyze the world around us and determine what direction to go.

If the path you choose makes you happy and you want to get up each day and enjoy this crazy amusment park of life, then by all means stay true to your path and dont ever let anyone or anything tell you your path is the wrong one.

We may have different beliefs but through intellectual discussions with my wife who is Buddhist, opened my eyes to see often many of us do share the same 'belief' we simply have different definitions of what that belief is. What she may refer to spiritual terms I might refer to in metaphsyical terms, but to she and I, it is all the same thing.

Congradulations on your anniversary of independence Bill, may your path keep you happy and lead you to what you desire. :)
 
I did not know you went to war Uncle Bill. Did these people hurt you bad? My Grandpa went to war too. He was so brave. He did not eat food made by the enemies. He said he ate roots and leaves. I am glad you won the war. And if Jesus is in your heart He will never leave you nor forsake you. My Mom told me not to talk much about him because other people may not like it. But I hope they understand that this is just between you and me. And every night I pray too. I have a long list. My Mom sometimes tells me to sleep and continue praying in my sleep. I am not afraid of the boogey man. God is bigger than the boogey man. He is bigger than Godzilla and the monster on TV. That is a song I sing when I was a small baby. The Veggie Tales sang it. I do not know how to connect you tube on this. My Mom is busy with Skype talking to people. And my parrot will not keep quiet she is now in the bathroom. I have to eat lunch now. My Mom prepared rice and string beans. My snack is carrot salad. I have salmon too. I will be off school after tomorrow. I will have a lot of time to get ready for grade four. My principal wants me to go straight to grade five but my Mom said no. She said I am too young. I think my Mom is calling me again. I have to click the button before she read what I wrote. Bye people. From Hannah. :wavey:
 
I wonder what drug the lasagne contained. Based on the description I'd say it was a really bad LSD trip, but the, well...err "collateral" long-term damage somewhow speaks against this.

Anyways, glad you're better now.


Also, making fun of your deity doesn't necessarily mean you're a bad believer. ;)




As for me, I'm free. The only boundaries for me are physical restrictions and laws.

"I am a mystery to me. I am a biological being with a short life span and of limited awareness on the third planet from the sun. My identity is being shaped by events largely beyond my control. The "who" of me is encoded in DNA and evolves out of my experience of interaction with the cosmos. Yesterday I was one thing. Today and tomorrow, I am another."
 
I did not know you went to war Uncle Bill. Did these people hurt you bad? My Grandpa went to war too. He was so brave. He did not eat food made by the enemies. He said he ate roots and leaves. I am glad you won the war. And if Jesus is in your heart He will never leave you nor forsake you. My Mom told me not to talk much about him because other people may not like it. But I hope they understand that this is just between you and me. And every night I pray too. I have a long list. My Mom sometimes tells me to sleep and continue praying in my sleep. I am not afraid of the boogey man. God is bigger than the boogey man. He is bigger than Godzilla and the monster on TV. That is a song I sing when I was a small baby. The Veggie Tales sang it. I do not know how to connect you tube on this. My Mom is busy with Skype talking to people. And my parrot will not keep quiet she is now in the bathroom. I have to eat lunch now. My Mom prepared rice and string beans. My snack is carrot salad. I have salmon too. I will be off school after tomorrow. I will have a lot of time to get ready for grade four. My principal wants me to go straight to grade five but my Mom said no. She said I am too young. I think my Mom is calling me again. I have to click the button before she read what I wrote. Bye people. From Hannah. :wavey:



God bless you Hannah. You are a little sweetheart.


Bjoern
I wonder what drug the lasagne contained. Based on the description I'd say it was a really bad LSD trip, but the, well...err "collateral" long-term damage somewhow speaks against this.

Anyways, glad you're better now.

Roger that. I have often wondered that myself, not that it matters anymore. (was it in the lasagne? the diet Coke? )

Today and tomorrow are whats important and that we learn from our past.
 
Being not of the strictly religious art but definitely spiritually...erm...aware I say you did the right thing. This happens in quite a few groups/cults and anyone in such a group should leave at first sign of the things described above. The tricky part is though that human beings tend to like being in groups and belonging to something.

Just wanting to say that a lot of stuff involving druidism isn't necessarily bad. Like with everything it's the person that can make or break it. Curiosity killed the cat and common sense is often far gone whenever curiosity strikes. Glad you got out Bill, you're one of the kindest souls on this board and I'm glad to see you've found a way to defend yourself. ;)

More power to you and your religion! :salute:
 
Thanks for sharing a bit of your background Bill.

This comes to mind ...... John 8:31-32

“If you continue in My word, then you are truly disciples of Mine; and you will know the truth, and the truth will make you free.”


I know from first hand experience that things can go wrong , even in Christian organisations.

Some years ago my wife and I were involved in a Missionary training organisation doing unpaid voluntary work over a 4 year period.

While this International organisation is sound , the particular leaders had some issues which we weren't able to work with.

The changes are subtle but devistating.

We left, but the 'damage' took quite a while to work through.

Bless you for being open to share.

Pete.
 
Peter, I prefer the words of Lazarus Long, by way of Robert Heinlein, "Yeah verily, ye shall know the truth and the truth shall make ye frantic!"

Caz
 
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