True Power without Magic
DECEMBER 13, 2007 Signal Mountain, Tennessee — Every so often I like to take a walk on the wild side to see what “the diviners” are doing, the mystics and paranormalists who, for the most part, are open to anything and have convictions about nothing. I recently spent some time on a website by a guy named Pickover, who is supposed to be some mystical mathematical guru who espouses Neoreality and metaphysics. He’s bright; he has a Ph.D., and he can apparently write well. But I’m not impressed. Why should I be. The media thinks he is wonderful, including major newspapers and magazines in the U.S. He thinks he is wonderful, too. I can accomplish more with humility.
I have been a Christian since childhood, when at the ages between 5 and 7 I experienced profoundly frightening visions and hallucinations which I could not cut off. I’d close my eyes … and they were still there, faces leering at me, one after one, as if on a conveyor belt.
They ended abruptly when I entertained the thought that God was not present in these things and that he was trustworthy and sovereign to love me and keep me at peace. They ended and never happened again. I had power, and I didn’t know it … but not of my own strength. That’s the important thing to remember.
Up until that moment, as I reflect back on this after more than 40 years have passed, I was absolutely overwhelmed and desperate. I was convinced that I was going crazy, and no one, not even the doctors my parents took me to, could relate to what I was experiencing. It was the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob with whom I interacted purely with cognitive thought, and it was this God I knew because of my training. His word had always been authoritative, and the Bible was sound and profound. I found peace when I didn’t think I could find any at a very early age when I put my little bit of faith to work. It has been by grace that I have had the training I have had. I am thankful for it, more than I can say.
I forgot about all of these things until the age of 48 in 2001, when I began to have a series of waking epiphanies and unusual dreams, one of which, oddly enough, having to do with the country of Australia. (I don’t know why, but my research is frankly unsettling.)
Up until 2001, I had pursued my faith the best I could; I was devout, and I did not go in for flaky, paranormal things, certainly not witchcraft, occult, Wicca and the like. I had experienced something that was not the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob already in my night terrors, and so as I grew I wanted nothing to do with these things that felt false and dangerous. Still don’t. Are they real? Absolutely, in my view.
Are they dangerous? Well, what is the opposite of love? That’s your answer.
People as a rule hate, despise Judeo-Christians. Even my Jewish friends hate this term. But it is accurate, even though it is overused and wrongly used. I define Judeo-Christianity as a continual line to salvation and redemption, from Eden back to Eden, with an emphasis on the Hebrew prophets, commandments and teachings. I believe Jesus was at the beginning and that he will be at the end and forevermore. Why do I believe that? Because I had to believe it as a child. I had to, or I would have gone mad. I realize now it was training. I realize now that God wanted me to be as rationalistic and reasonable a thinker and writer that I could be. And I was that, and I never cut corners. I never wanted to take the easy way out; I didn’t ask God to do anything for me. I wanted to do it for myself, but always with his help. I have always been tenacious, and this, too, is a gift.
I didn’t want to experience my own power from within or try my hand at magic, because I knew that God did not want me to, scripturally … and because I knew enough in the Bible about divination and spirit worship and how these were forbidden and why. I once had a friend who was into the New Age who was furious with me for doubting his sincerity about what he was experiencing.
I told him, “I’m not saying that what you’re experiencing is not real, because it is real. I’m suggesting that God’s not in it.”
“How can you say that?” he asked. “What gives you so much wisdom?”
At the time, when I was in my teens, I didn’t know how to answer him, except to say that there are two sides to every coin … and evil has freedom for a period of time to deceive us. It never occurred to me that I had had a childhood and personal experiences which shaped me to believe the way that I did.
I’d always assumed that everybody experienced things the same way. Now I know they don’t. And if I told people what I had had to go through to be broken personally, physically and emotionally as a man who was drafted during the Vietnam-war era and had to go through all of that hell, they would not envy me or want to go through it. My heart was broken. I didn’t see my fiancee for three years, and I had not even had the chance to say goodbye. I was trained for intelligence work, because my scores were so high. I’ve lost a lot of that intelligence, having experienced brain trauma and the problems that go with that kind of damage, but I still have the basics … and I studied to be a writer, so I can express myself. And what I have to say is … these are very dangerous times, times of divination and magic, the occult, false gods, violence, spiritual forces who wish mankind nothing but evil. And we must be on our guard. It is only going to get more and more weird.
How do I know that? Because I read these people who are into the weird stuff, I read the materials they read, and I see them, and they are so proud and so deluded; they see reality and life on their own terms. They are obviously so excited with themselves and thrilled to have the power that they believe they have. And they are 180 degrees opposed to the Judeo-Christian God or traditions, which is ancient and sound. And unmatched. But they hate pushy Christians. So I am not one. I am making my points silently, though.
It requires my humility and my staying within the moment and dealing with whatever pain I have to experience. No hocus pocus, no crystals, no magic dust, no spells or incantations, no beliefs in any gods but the one true God.
I’ll tell you a story which is absolutely true for anyone who wants to experience alternate aspects to the day-to-day boring realities of life, but doesn’t believe they can find it with the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob. This is absolutely true. It may not impress you; but I guess the important thing is that it has impressed me, and I didn’t know until now how I might use the message that was burned into my mind and soul. This occurred in the summer of 2002, when my son was 22 years old … and my wife and I had been married for 22 years.
I have always believed that numerology and all of that was a load of nonsense. It still is … unless it comes from the true God … and isn’t something that you try to cook up on your own or use in a silly, self-promoting, proud way. People love to have power, and they love to think of themselves as powerful. The paradox is … I am most powerful when I am humble. I most feel the presence of God when I consider myself to be an empty vessel, wholly dependent upon the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob … and the Bible stories and lessons I have known as a child.
Quite simply, I was at an outdoor market where a lady had beautiful framed scripture verses for sale. The verses were typeset and printed, and the frames were naturally finished and quite pretty, and they were only $10, so I bought the verse that most impressed me … not really knowing where it was in the Holy Scriptures. I took the framed verse home and hung it on my wall so that I could see it when I came into the house. One day I came home, I walked in the door, I looked up at the verse … and my mind was suddenly overwhelmed with the number 22. Twenty-two. Why 22? I tried to remove the thought from my mind, but it would not go. And I sensed that if I counted all of the words in this verse of scripture that they would number exactly 22. So, I counted them, hoping that there would be 22, because otherwise I was cracking up. How many do you think there were?
Exactly 22. So, I said to myself, big deal. But I was not finished with my lesson. The scripture reference was printed very small in the lower right-hand corner, and I felt as if I must go and see what it was. I did not know this verse by itself, not by memory, at the time. I do now. The verse was Isaiah 45:22:
Look unto me and be ye saved all the ends of the earth; for I am God, and there is none else.
Okay, I thought. I need to remember that. I didn’t know the degree to which I would need to rely on this verse in days which are as strange and filled with so may false powers and gods as they are. I still don’t know all that 22 means. It was my little brother’s number on his football jersey when he played football in high school. And there are 22 characters, consonants, in the Hebrew alphabet. Twenty-two and not 32. Kabbalah adds ten more to make 32, in terms of paths or degrees to whatever. Hades, I suppose. But, for my money 22 means more than 32, and Kabbalah is dangerous. I say that because it has roots in the occult, Gnosticism and esotericism. Alchemy. No thanks. I’m interest in protecting my soul. I’ve been through enough hell.
I used to be a very fearful person, in that I was very sensitive and didn’t understand why I had the gripping, oppressive and morbid thoughts that I did. After the military I struggled with these and anxiety attacks, which nearly wiped me out. They drove me to my knees all over again. Because God, in very small ways, and in some big ways, but not weird or flaky ways, has showed me that hardships pay dividends, that the first shall be last and the last shall be first, and that humility is the road to real power … even though I don’t want it, all I want is peace … because of this state of mind, I am fearless. I am worried about family members, as everyone is. But if I ever had to stand toe to toe with those forces which have tormented me at various points in my life … I would have what I needed. I know it. And I welcome the confrontation.
Peace be with you, chosen ones in Africa. I hope to return to my second home this summer.
— Randall
Janet Devlin
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My dear, unfortunately, you(as many) have been the victim of Vatican misinformation that was authored over 700 years ago.Your God is none other than AMEN.Kabala is none other than the PERT EM NETERU. The ancient caanaites knew this, and when KEMAT fell the BENNU( the fabled Ark of the Covenant of the HABIRU or hebrew) was stolen by the Levites and The House of Judah was established in ancient days. The Jews are no longer in possesion of the GRAIL or grel(power) but the legend remains as history.
Magic is science that was poorly understood by the primitive jewish tribes and even people today. On the walls of GIZA (etched in stone) are the records of ancient days intact.The vatcan had made it's business to publish missinformation to steal history from the true founders of Europe,the Moors(not to be confused with Islam, for the Sufi mystic writings were also purposely reinterperted by men of blind ambition), avoid paying a massive debt to Templar Banks(founded by the Moors) and establish the Vatican as the sole world power.Yeshua Ben Josef (Jesus the annointed or intiate) did exist as a reincarnation of a much older soul(as alluded to in scriptures) but he was not the image we see, for it would have been counter-productive to Vatican ambitions in Europe.
In a nut shell, you do not have to fear these so called taboo magical systems, for the ELOHIM are none other than NETERU of Kemat(ancient Egypt).As it was said in Genesis " Let US make them in OUR IMAGE".This US is none other than AMEN and THE NETERU(Angels or Gods).And, the Gods were syncretised with the planets(the Kematik root of European astrology), meaning, all of us carry the nature or root personality of the Neteru.
When astrological conditions are right, the ancient HERU will incarnate (" can you not read the signs"). All has been left to posterity(US) on the walls of GIZA(source of the ancient hebrew books).
Look for 2012, the end of the reign of SET(Satan) author of lies,