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Project X Newsletter Expanded, issue #40

June 27, 2000

1. Opening Words - Alexander Aldarow
2. A Journey to the Halls of Amenti - Tania
3. The Civilizations from the First Time - Rene
4. Rose - anonymous / author unknown
5. A Definition of Unconditional Love - anonymous / author unknown
6. Asylum of The Undead: Part III - Of Darkness and Light - Mark Andrews
7. Closing Words

Opening Words    (view on a separate page)
Author: Alexander Aldarow    (all articles by this author)

We are living in the times of constant shifts.
The outcome of today is not preset. There are numerous of possible futures. We are the ones affecting the tomorrow, with our thoughts, decisions, actions, creations; it's the domino effect, chain reaction, name your metaphor. It's a very complex equation, this entire collective consciousness, stretching in all directions of time and space. Many of us still need to rise outside our personal perspective and observe the bigger picture, the wholesome scheme of things and events. Don't say "What can I do?", since every contribution to the global development counts.
I remember reading a while ago about the "hundredth monkey" phenomenon. A group of scientists on an island was feeding, day after day, the local monkeys with delicious fruits. The trick was that after a while the fruits were purposely dirtied. Well, shortly enough, one of the monkeys, after expecting the fruit in a hygienic view, decided to wash it. Then, a second monkey learnt doing it (from the first one, or by itself), then a third one, and so on. At certain point of the experiment, let's say, there were 99 monkeys who washed their fruits. When a hundredth monkey learnt to do so - WHEN CONSCIOUSNESS HAS REACHED A CRITICAL MASS - all of the island's monkeys immediately knew the secret of the fruit-washing... and so all the monkeys on the other neighboring islands!!!
What prompted me to speak of this issue? The previous issue of the newsletter, actually. There were so many responses to it, ot each and every single article. Sister Hebe and myself agree that subjects that were represented there, they way they where served, assisted all of us reaching that critical mass, and clear some mess up for the humanity. Because more or less the minute I clicked on "Send" and mailed PXN # 39, Syrian President Asad had a lethal seizure.
We cannot go on into the promised Golden Age, while carrying with us the negative values of the old world. This is why two rivaling sisters, South Korea and North Korea, have finally reached their arms to embrace each other, after years of unnecessary separation. This is why there are unsteadiness and turbulences in Israeli government. This is why yesterday it was announced that there was a significant break-through in decoding the human genom - as we approach our spiritual self, we must understand the secrets of our physical counterparts. So should we mourn the death of Asad, the way we weep the tragedies of all passings? I wouldn't. We was an old world's tyrant, who brought his country to the brink of poverty and underdevelopment, who was constantly conflicting with his neighbors - Lebanon, Turkey, Israel. The collective consciousness has decided to move on, and it wasn't in his favor.
And the green was flourishing in the heart of desert.
I would like to quote now from a letter of our reader from Singapore, Lee Koon Wui:

"As you know, our world is heading into a new spiritual era, and it will be most glorious. Glorious in the sense that the soul group of humanity will accelerate it's learning, it's vibration. But there are so much materials out there about this, so I won't elaborate. But I will talk about the one thing that is impossible to be over-stated: LOVE.

No. Many people don't really know what it means. Because of the sheer complexity of concepts that humanity has surrounded this word, its ultimate meaning has become obscure. HOWEVER upon discovering it, one feels that he has received True power. The shamanic Way is split to two roads: The Warrior (Power), and the Adventurer (Love). Real exponents of the art have more of one, but always has the other. The Masters are indistinguishable (because real power is love and real love is power).

The book 'Urban Shaman' by Serge King can prove useful. I really do not want to elaborate, but perhaps you do, since you are in the honoured position of addressing your chosen ones.

The second thing I want to talk about is the human Life. What we would call "down to Earth" life. For EVERY SINGLE THING about it can be spiritual, and has spiritual connotations, as well as spiritual cause and effects. Dear Alex, the happenings in "common places" like a difficult colleague/ boss/ teacher/ supervisor can be real spiritual tests/opportunities. Music, relationships, choices in Life... Anything. Not just invisible, astral or even mental trials."

Thank you, Lee, for these profound and uplifting words. They are, two, another input into the World Wide Web of Cosmic Consciousness.
Before we move on to the articles of our indefatigable journalists, I'd like to ask Rhonda, whose poltergeist ('Mr. Friendly') experience was published here two editions ago, to contact me. Rhonda, it seems I lost your e-mail, and there is someone who wishes to converse with you. Please reply.
And yet another last minute's update - the information for London Heathrow Marriott Hotel, where ATOM/Darwin Gross's seminar "Trusting Divine Spirit" will take place (yes, he comes to England!), has changed. Call (0181) 011-44-208-990-1100 for hotel room reservations, or fax (0181) 011-44-280-990-1120. I understand you need to mention the above seminar in order to receive a special discount. This is not an advertisement, but a personal recommendation for an opportunity to meet a truly great person.

A Journey to the Halls of Amenti    (view on a separate page) (more articles about else)
Author: Tania    (all articles by this author)

Last week I had an wonderful experience that I thought you may like to put in the newsletter if it's the kind of thing you're after as it involves a very ancient place. My experience relates to the Halls of Amenti as mentioned in the Emerald Tablets. (The Emerald tablets are ancient Egyptian stone tablets that are meant to have been written by Thoth/Toth (The Ancient Egyptian Moon God of Wisdom and Magic) that have been translated and then published in an understandable way (only understandable though if you have access to higher knowledge), this book contains many keys.

explanation from Emerald Tablets XV:

When ye have released the self from the body,
rise to the outermost bounds of the earth plane.
Speak ye the word DOREULLA
Then for a time your Light will be lifted,
free may ye pass the barriers of space.
For a time of half of the sun,
free may ye pass the barriers of earth-plane,
see and know those who are beyond thee.
Yea, to the highest worlds may ye pass.
See your own possible heights of unfoldment,
know all earthly futures of Soul.
Bound are ye in your body, but by the power ye may be free.
This is the Secret whereby bondage shall be replaced
by freedom for thee.
Calm let thy mind be. At rest be thy body:
Conscious only of freedom from flesh.
Center thy being on the goal of thy longing.
Think over and over that thou wouldst be free.
Think of this word LAUMILGAN
But only to those who seek my wisdom,
for only for these am I the Key and the Way.
Hear ye while I give the greatest of secrets:
how ye may enter the Halls of Amenti,
enter the place of the immortals as I did,
stand before the Lords in their places.
Lie ye down in rest of thy body.
Calm thy mind so no thought disturbs thee.
Pure must ye be in mind and in purpose,
else only failure will come unto thee.
Vision Amenti as I have told in my Tablets.
Long with fullness of heart to be there.
Stand before the Lords in thy mind's eye.
Pronounce the words of power I given;
Relax thy mind and thy body.
Then be sure your soul will be called.

I required the info to get to this place in 1997 but on my first attempt didn't even get to the door. In 1998/99 I made a second attempt, finding myself standing at the door that time but it wouldn't open for me. I then found myself standing at the edge of a precipice looking down at a beautiful valley below (I guess I was being told I had to face and pass at least one major challenge before I was going to be able to enter.)
Last week I tried again, not expecting to achieve access but finally succeeded (The wait was worth it.) I found myself standing at two mighty doors. On commanding these to open using the words of power they swung open, allowing me to enter. I walked in, through a small room heading towards another doorway in front of me. This lead into a extremely large room (The size of a large hall).? At the end of the room, sitting on a platform on their seat(s) were the Great Lords of Amenti. (I'm unsure how many of these there were as I didn't count them. I have been told there is 13 of these Lords now but originally there was 7) I walked up to them and stood before them.? I was in complete awe of these beings and didn't know what to say to them, I just couldn't believe I was there. I stood there thinking I'd better say something at last speaking "Hi I'm Tania, How are you?". I stood there thinking what a silly thing to say to these great beings but still not knowing what to say, awestruck by the whole situation. (What a time to be struck dumb!) They just sat there in silence waiting for me to get control of myself. I finally spoke again, this time saying something sensible, thanking them for seeing me. They then gave me some personal advice, advice such as to always be true to myself, telling me I was a master (we all are though aren't we??) and advice I just can't seem to remember. I still didn't know what to say, you just don't say mundane things to beings such as this and I couldn't overcome my awe so just stood there in silence.
One of them to my left got up and stepped down from the platform. Taking me by the hand he lead me to a door way to the left of where they were all sitting. I got lead through this door and down a long stairway spiraling to the right.? This had natural looking walls and was lit slightly by the walls which were glowing soft light. It felt like he was trying to get me to go into a deeper trance as it went on and on, deeper and deeper, down, down and down. We finally got to the bottom of the stairway and still holding my hand we entered a room. I could feel the power of this room, power from the knowledge it was holding. (Could this have been the Hall of Records?) He asked me what I wanted to know. I replied "There is nothing I need to know." He seemed pleased with this answer and handed me a book. I opened this, surprised as it didn't contain any words but light. The book radiated pure, brilliant white light from the pages. This light was absorbed into my being as it flowed up my arms and into me. I stood there alight with light, my whole body radiating (An amazing experience but unfortunately one which I just cant describe).
We then left this place climbing back up the stairs and into the room containing the Great Lords. I asked them "How can I be sure if this isn't my imagination?". (My logical mind always has to question everything even though this whole experience was so very real, I wasn't observing, I was actually there.) They replied to this "Imagination is the doorway to us". Our meeting ended by the words "You have to leave now, there is nothing else we can show you (at this point of time)."? Their parting words to me were "Carry (Take) the light forth."?? I turned and walked back through the door, into the other room and saw before me the great door again but this time it was already open.? Through this door way I could see light, I walked through the door way and into this. There was no ground just light all around me, surrounding me. I was walking on light upwards in light, it felt like I was walking to GOD.

Love, Light, Blessings to All

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The Civilizations from the First Time    (view on a separate page) (more articles about guidance)
Author: Rene    (all articles by this author)

There was a time when before the earth was a place so sophisticated in knowledge, they had total awareness, they created wonders we of today could not even conceive. There was a natural disaster threatening them, they had to find a world to exist on like there own they came to terra firma, EARTH. On earth they set up their own world, the best they could with their technology at the time. There were temples set up all across the land as the earth at this time was one land mass, not many continents, they had the power with crystals to harness incredible power and do incredible things with this power.

They have found proof of such temples, in today's history there is a temple under Mexico-city, they would have to tear down the whole city to find what is truly there. There are pyramids in the Amazon jungle so deep in, you would not survive the natives who protect this sacred site. They are there in the same white coating, and writing covered by the trees of time. Who knows what those temples would reveal if we were to enter them. The underwater pyramid they found off the Bari Islands of the Bahama coast, it had in it a crystal, the crystal was held by brass hands,, read the article for yourself and feel the strength these giants had.

Yes, I say giants, because they were of incredible height, and again this can be proven, in a cave in Cuzco they found a skeleton of a woman thirteen feet long, in the Mississippi mound builders, they were of a rather tall stature; in the dark islands they found a male skeleton of seventeen foot in length. So there is proof of beings from another time being giants. The power and knowledge they had was incredible. We have some items in our reaching (but not so reaching hands), the Ark of the Covenant, the new finds off Alexandria, the space shots from the spaceshuttles that show more sunken civilizations. One sunken pyramid was shown to be in the everglades in Florida, in a place called the Devil's Gardens, I wonder why they would call it that? Some legend, because unusual things may still be happening there, from, maybe, yet another hidden crystal? Weren't there suppose to be crystals hidden in this world with information, like a time capsule for man when they are ready to learn?

And as far as China, very old, indeed, the discipline, the art, beauty of their knowledge is from a very long ago time. The time of the dragons, there were such creatures on this earth as protectors, guards, the old ones honored them and cared for them for the strength they had, they had dragon charmers who worked with them became their masters, the charmers, were chosen at birth for this task. Their language is old, but the oldest yet is the one they learned from. It is found, but not known how to dechiper it. They are unearthing more and more pushing time far far far back until the answer is realized.

The elder ones, who created this world, left their mark, it is also in the ley lines of the earth, what remarkable beings they were, will science ever understand how far back in time we really go?? From the pyramid belt around the world as the continents shifted and the ones above the ground, and ones unreachable in the ocean or in such remote places as hostile jungles, or buried under newly built cities like Mexico, or the one they recently found buried under 75 foot of debris when drilling for oil - they entered the roof of a building and found a mural of a man in a seemingly well to do life style 10,000 years ago.

And the civilization that created the crystal skull? So fine-made skull it baffles man today, how could they do it? Ahh, but they did, it is in reach to see to study to wonder about.

Like all the oldest civilizations of the world.

Rose    (view on a separate page)
Author: anonymous / author unknown    (all articles by this author)

from Hebe's Family Forum

A sweet story for every age! I hope that you all enjoy it.


The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being.
She said, "Hi, handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?" I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!" and she gave me a giant squeeze.
"Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked. She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, have a couple of children, and then retire and travel."
"No, seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age.
"I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!" she told me. After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake. We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this "time machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience with me.

Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up.

At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet.

I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor. Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know."
As we laughed she cleared her throat and began:
"We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing. There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success.

"You have to laugh and find humor every day.

"You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die. We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it!

"There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up. If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight. Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding the opportunity in change.

"Have no regrets. The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets."

She concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose. "She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives.

At the years end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago. One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep.
Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be all you can possibly be.

~~If you read this, please send this peaceful word of advice to your friends and family, they'll really enjoy it! We send these words in loving memory of ROSE.


A Definition of Unconditional Love    (view on a separate page) (more articles about guidance)
Author: anonymous / author unknown    (all articles by this author)

Forwarded by Gislenne

I love you as you are, as you seek to find your own special way to relate to the world, or the way you feel that is right for you. It is important that you are the person you want to be and not someone that I or others think you should be. I realize that I cannot know what is best for you although perhaps sometimes I think I do. I've not been where you have been, viewing life from that angle you have, I do not know what you have chosen to learn, how you have chosen to learn it, with whom or in what time period. I have not walked life looking through your eyes so how can I know what you need.

I allow you to be in the world without a thought or word of judgment from me about the deeds you undertake. I see no error in the things you say and do, in this place where I am. I see that there are many ways to perceive and experience the different facets of our world. I allow without reservation the choices you make in each moment.

I make no judgment of this for if I were to deny your right to evolution than I would deny that right to myself and all others. To those who would choose a way I cannot walk, whilst I may not choose to add my power and my energy to this way, I will never deny you the gift of love that God has bestowed within me for all creation, as I love you so I shall be loved, as I sow, so I shall reap.

I allow you the universal right of free will to walk your own path, creating steps or to sit a while if that is what is right for you. I will make no judgment of these steps, whether they are large or small, nor light or heavy or that they lead up or down, for this is just my viewpoint. I see you do nothing and judge it to be unworthy and yet it may be that you bring great healing as you stand blessed by the light of God.

I cannot always see the higher picture of divine order. For it is the inalienable right of all life to choose their own evolution and with great love I acknowledge your right to determine your future. In humility I bow to the realization that the way I see is best for me does not have to mean that it is also right for you. I know that you are led as I am following the inner excitement to know your own path.

I know that the many races, religions, customs, nationalities and beliefs within our world bring us great richness and allow us the benefit of teachings of such diverseness. I know we each learn in our own unique way in order to bring that love and wisdom back to the whole. I know that if there were only one way to do something, there would need to be only one person. I will not only love you if you behave in a way I think you should, or believe in those things I believe in, I understand you are truly my brother and sister though you may have been born in a different place and believe in another God than I.

The love I feel is for all of God's world. I know that every living thing is part of God and I feel a love deep with every person, and all tree, and flower, every bird, river, ocean and for all the creatures in all the world. I live my life in loving service being the best me I can becoming wiser in the perfection of divine truth, becoming happier in the joy of unconditional love.

Asylum of The Undead: Part III - Of Darkness and Light    (view on a separate page) (more articles about else)
Author: Mark Andrews    (all articles by this author)

[continued from the previous edition]
Ghostly Encounters at Central State Hospital
copyright 2000
A true account by
Mark Andrews

Part III
?????? Of Darkness and Light

"Another day; another exorcism."

"I call on St. Michael, Archangel of God; Divine Exorcist and Guardian of The Way. Defend me in battle. Shield, preserve, and protect me against the malacies and snares of The Devil, all demons, my own lower ambitions, and all external influence. In Christ's Holy Name; Amen"
The Exorcist's prayer has many variations. It was given to me as above by a Catholic priest who I had come to know through the chaplincy office at Central State.
If a poll were taken of long-term psychiatric care givers as to whether or not they believed in spirit possession, the percentage of those responding with "yes" would probably be higher than in any other field.
When you become attuned to the symptoms and idiosyncratic traits of scizophrenics, manic depressives, bipolars, and multiple personality disorders, the emergence of a new element into the persona of the patient becomes glaringly apparent.
You don't have to be a priest or a PhD to notice the difference. Your own inner awareness and gut will alert you at once.
"The truth is in the eyes". We all emanate an auric energy that is most visually acute as it flows outward from the inner being through the iris. We would say that to describe someone as having "bright eyes" is a positive because we would then expect that they would be alert, intelligent, energetic, and thoughtful of self and others. On the other hand, if we perceive the eyes of someone as being dark or cold, we expect that they are self-serving, insensitive, untrustworthy, and potentially dangerous.
The afore-mentioned is most generally true. However, what denotes the presence of an intruding or companion entity within the psyche of an individual is not whether the eye light is bright or dark; rather the fact that a shift in either direction has occurred.
Many drinking alcoholics will undergo such a shift in the auric light coming from their eyes in association with a perceived personality change while they go through the stages of alcohol consumption.
At such times, due to the increased presence of alcohol in the bodily system, the magnetic energy field of the individual will weaken as the body struggles to balance its etheric energies to reset the imbalances fostered by the alcohol. It is at those times that other non- corporeal entities can attach themselves to the chakras (energy centers) of the drinker and take control of the individual's words and actions, often in the "blackout" state where the drinker remembers nothing of their actions. But, of course, why WOULD they remember something that they themselves did not do? Why do you think we call it "spirits"?
The same is true in the case of psychotics, where the central nervous system becomes so taxed that auric adjustments can leave etheric "holes" in the magnetic field, allowing for spirit intrusion.
When in the presence of a "possessed" individual, you will also sense a dark coldness where the warmer life energies would normally be perceived. We sometimes use the phrase, "a chill down the spine".
With the high concentrations of spirit / psychic energies at the Mt. Jackson Vortex, spirit possessions (and often administratively approved) exorcisms of Central State patients were accepted as unhappy realities. I had several times heard of the CSH "X- files" (documentation of performed exorcisms) that were said to be kept in the caverns of the tunnel network that linked all of the buildings on the hospital grounds. Rumor had it that the Chaplain's office had a working relationship with the Catholic Archdioses that allowed for the performance of exorcisms of CSH patients on a PRN (as needed) basis.
I received my first first-hand account of an encounter with a possessing spirit from Professor Block at Concordia College, Milwaukee. He told our Old Testament class about an experience that he had as a young vicar in the Boston area. One Saturday, he was making hospital calls to members of the congregation when he came upon a parishioner who had suddenly acquired the gift of "second sight" . The woman had no knowledge of the vicar's plans to preach his first sermon the next day but upon his entering the room said to him in a rather gruff voice, "Yeah, if I was in YOU, I'D be preaching tomorrow TOO!"
Although Lutheran theology has a passive - Scriptural acceptance of spirit possession, I have never been aware of any present-day protocols to deal with the fact. Oddly, the movie "The Exorcist" is based on the real- life possession of a 13 year old Lutheran boy in St. Louis.
In the early Summer of 1976, I was working as a psychiatric attendant on the Deaf Unit / 7A - 3:30 shift.
"Cynthia" was one of those patients who - at least outwardly - displayed few of the bizarre symptoms that come with schizophrenia. (Let's also clarify now that schizophrenia is a disorder of dysfunctional thought processes, and NOT the manifestation of multiple personalities: as is so frequently assumed.) She - along with her older sister - were two of the most beautiful patients on the CSH grounds.
She had a very high level of intelligence and had even attended Galudet College for the Deaf in Washington D.C.. She would often teach me new signs. We had a very comfortable friendship and easy communication rapport.
As I arrived on to the ward one Thursday morning, I could hear a strange voice "trumpeting" across the day-area. I could see Cynthia flailing her arms and walking with a gate that I had never seen her use. The night-shift attendants reported that she had been awake all night and had provoked fist fights with several of the male patients. She had been given her prescribed dosages of PRN tranquilizing medications, but that they had helped little to normalize her behavior.
You really don't give too much thought to radical changes in patient behaviors, so I relegated her actions to one of her regular psychotic episodes.
That afternoon, I was sitting in the glass enclosed nurse's station when Cynthia came walking up to the window. She stood there; blankly staring at me. I watched as her facial features were overlaid with the countenance of another entity. The most accurate description I could give would be to say that it had the look of a traditional voo-doo mask, or the likeness of a face you might see carved on a coconut from the South Sea islands.
I intuitively knew that another presence - other than Cynthia - was offering me a challenge. Rather than to respond with passive ignorance, (as I should have done) I reacted with anger and glared a returning challenge to the entity.
Just at the 3 PM change of shift, Cynthia came to the station to get her 3 PM cigarette. She normally would walk away satisfied with one, but at that moment became belligerent and confrontatory when I gave her ONLY one. Her voice took on a raspy, snarling sound. Her usually bright eyes had dulled to a void- like appearance of charcoal. I could feel a shot of cold energies coming at me from her heart area.
Suddenly, her hands were at my neck; her long fingernails pressing into my skin. It was the intention of the entity to literally tear out my throat. At the same time, I became aware of anther presence coming into the scene stepping into me from behind. Cynthia stood about 5'2" and weighed maybe 95 pounds. I grabbed to release her hands from my neck with no success. However, her nails were being somehow prevented from making any serious penetration.
I stared back into the coldness coming through her eyes and repeated an affirmation through my brow chakra, "Jesus, Jesus Jesus".
By that time, 4 other attendants had come to my aid, but could not get her frail body to budge from where she stood. After about 20 seconds of struggle, I felt a "shove" of magnetic energy pass through me toward Cynthia, which acted to break the literal strangle hold that her hands had on my neck. She was then sedated and secluded.
As soon as I got home, I called my Catholic priest friend and told him of the incident. He casually observed, "She's possessed."
He then apologized for the fact that his schedule for the next day had him occupied all day. He also stated that he had a "knowing" that unless something was done to free Cynthia from the spirit that someone would be killed. (That sure sounded like ME!)
He then said that I should prepare myself to be the stand-in vessel for a "long-distance" exorcism.
"What!!??" I thought. He said that he would alert his prayer group to focus with him at 10 A.M. the next day, and that I should watch for the opportunity to take Cynthia's hands at that moment, so that the Archangel Michael could pass through me into her and carry the spirit back to its place in "exile". My job was to take her hands and to silently repeat The Lord's Prayer.
"That woman tried to KILL me!" - I thought. -"Why would she just give-over her hands to me?"
I prayed, "Lord, if You want this done, then You are going to have to set it up!"
I can still remember the feeling that I had as I drove in to work that Friday morning. Every inch of the way I repeated the "St. Michael Prayer". I wasn't looking forward to this!
The Deaf Unit patient activity schedule had them going off-grounds to bowl at 10 A.M. each Friday.
At 5 minutes before 10, Cynthia came to the office to show me two small cuts that had formed on the tops of her hands. She put her hands forward for me to see. I thought, "This is it!"
I took her hands and began the prayer. It was as if a shaft of fire shot down into my head and spinal column. Within the space of 1 second, I could feel three distinct waves of fiery energy pass through my arms into her.
Her eyes quickly rolled back in her head, and her knees began to buckle, but I was able to catch her before her head could bump against the counter. She stood up slowly, and I walked her to a chair in the day-area.
The other patients were gathering to walk off the ward to the bus, so I volunteered to walk with them. (To keep an eye on Cynthia). When we got to the bus, she stopped and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. I could also see the "she" was back in control.
I don't think I have ever been quite so apprehensive in my life as I was that morning. Without the aid of God, Christ, St. Michael, and my priest friend and his prayer group, I'm sure I would not have survived the day.
The concept of long-distance exorcism is truly fascinating, but... Don't try this at home!
(more to follow)

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