Chapter One
My Life Before the Physical
Behold, I was shapen in iniquity; and in sin did my mother conceive me.
(Psalm 51:5)
Why boastest thou thyself in mischief, O mighty man? the goodness of God endureth continually… Lo, this is the man that made not God his strength; but trusted in the abundance of his riches, and strengthened himself in his wickedness.
(Psalm 52:1, 7)
My ancestors, from their origin up to my generation, were adrift in the dark and stormy sea of the vilest occultic cruelty. The history of my generations is a dark account of unbridled iniquity and rebellion against the forbearance of the Almighty God and His redemptive agenda for humanity. It is the story of generations who nurtured wickedness at its peak. They displayed great fruition of affluence and influence, sustaining and amplifying the tentacles of wickedness in the physical, spiritual, and paraspiritual dimensions, all in a bid to retain and maintain a stronghold of delusion, to the detriment and damnation of mankind.
My lineage, both spiritual and physical, stands conspicuous in the annals of the universe by steering the vehicle of active satanism on Earth for centuries. As a result, everyone who was born into our home was endowed with a great measure of satanic strength for manipulating the people of Earth in each of our domains of operation. This story reveals the justice and mercy of the sovereign Almighty God, fully vindicating His wisdom and uprightness in dealing with evil.
The upholder of satanic cruelty may wax stronger and stronger by day, but there will come a day when all his boldness and defiance of the truth will be defied and defeated. Like a mansion built with wax, the sun of divine power will shine on it, and in the twinkling of an eye its strong pillars and fortified structures will melt to the barest level.
This best illustrates the misadventures of my past. I was groping in sin, distributing sorrow to men at the peak of cruelty, until the destroyer of destruction beamed His searchlight on me and said, “Son, your game is up; your appointment with Satan is over. It is time to know and serve the power you have been fighting all the while.”
This power supersedes every other power. It is the highest power in the universe. The owner of this great power is the King of Heaven, Jesus Christ Glorified.
Neither is there salvation in any other: for there is none other name under heaven given among men, whereby we must be saved.
(Acts 4:12)
Unto you first God, having raised up his Son Jesus, sent him to bless you, in turning away every one of you from his iniquities.
(Acts 3:26)
This encounter brought about the testimony in this book.
Verily, verily, I say unto you, He that entereth not by the door into the sheepfold, but climbeth up some other way, the same is a thief and a robber…
Then said Jesus unto them again, Verily, verily, I say unto you, I am the door of the sheep. All that ever came before me are thieves and robbers: but the sheep did not hear them. I am the door: by me if any man enter in, he shall be saved, and shall go in and out, and find pasture. The thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy: I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly.
(John 10:1, 7–10)
The Emissary of the Lord of Sorrow
There is something peculiar about the ministry that Jesus Christ assigned to me. My origin dates back to the Babylonian era, even before Egypt was founded, through inspiration from the spirit of the forest called Babel:
And Cush begat Nimrod: he began to be a mighty one in the earth. He was a mighty hunter before the Lord: wherefore it is said, Even as Nimrod the mighty hunter before the Lord. And the beginning of his kingdom was Babel, and Erech, and Accad, and Calneh, in the land of Shinar.
(Genesis 10:8–10)
Babel was the first spirit ever manifested to manipulate mankind against God, immediately after the flood of Noah. It was this spirit that gave the inspiration of herbalism (voodooism), the spirit of masquerade, the spirit of the dead, the spirit of the forest, and the manipulations of the moon, dark