A TEXT AS DEVASTATING AS IT IS TRUE—AND EMPOWERING: KNOWLEDGE PROTECTS!!!

During his New Age phase, someone I know very well heard that a Sufi workshop was being offered; and since, back then, he was eager to jump into absolutely everything, he went. The man leading it was a sluggish, slow-moving fellow; it seemed to my friend that he had a slight walking disability, and he possessed that typical, good-natured demeanor common to every New Age guru. He was attentive—very attentive—to every last comment. As a final exercise, he had the participants blindfold themselves and turn off the lights (though why turn off the lights if they were already blindfolded?) so they could walk, run, touch one another, and dance all around the room. At one point—fearful of crashing into someone—my friend disobeyed the order not to look and managed to catch a glimpse of that chaotic dance. And lo and behold! The man was a completely different person! He was fast, energetic, electric; he ran at breakneck speed—truly blazing fast—shouting instructions, touching one person here, grabbing another there. He grabbed one young woman from behind, and she let out a piercing shriek. He was running at a thousand miles an hour; he seemed almost possessed. It was as if he were reveling in it. The young woman who had screamed then began to scream louder and louder, lashing out with terrible kicks—her body nearly went vertical—until, suddenly, she fell silent and became completely peaceful. She was asked: "What did you feel?" "That something wanted to get out," she replied with great serenity. But she was lying; something *did* get out! The body's original occupant had departed, and the entity that had possessed her was the one answering the question... My friend spent fifteen years immersed in the New Age scene, and during that entire time, he witnessed only three things: possession, possession, and possession. Every Saturday, he would attend metaphysics lectures—specifically the teachings of Fernando Candito, following the lineage of Conny Méndez and Rubén Cedeño. On one occasion, when the regular teacher was absent, a malevolent force attempted to possess him. It failed; yet, he only realized that it had been an attempted possession years later, once he had finally "woken up." And they are all up to the same thing; at New Age conventions, all the leaders appear very "cool," but behind the scenes, they are voracious—everyone knows that they all do the same thing: they seek out weak bodies in which to implant entities from the "lower astral." Side A relates to Side A, but everything has its Side B. THAT IS THE BOSS. "When we depart, they will turn you into commodities; wolves in sheep's clothing will infiltrate, and they will show no mercy to the sheep," said Peter. Mercy? They are voracious! That this should occur in a pagan environment is understandable—and even more so in a Satanic environment, such as during the black masses of Catemaco, Mexico, or Monte Sorte, Venezuela; that is obvious. An astral traveler revealed that during spiritual "cleansings" (*limpias*), the healer keeps the soul of the person being cleansed. "WELL, ISN'T HE SQUEAKY CLEAN NOW..." Obviously! But what is alarming is that he found the exact same thing within the Christian church—both Catholic and Protestant. During Catholic healing masses—specifically during the moments of "resting in the Spirit" (or "falling in the Spirit")—one person falls down, and another stands up; one of those who fell was his own sister. He also saw a woman screaming desperately and flailing about; a member of the organization discreetly whispered to another, "Let's take her inside," because they were unable to restrain her. He asked his sister, "What is happening to her?" She replied, "They are casting a demon out of her." Lies! They are implanting invaders *into* her! You can verify this for yourself right now: watch videos of Brother Yeok, the Korean pastor—he doesn't cast demons out; he puts them in! And no one realizes it; the person who falls under his influence continues to promote that cult, thereby providing more bodies for it. It is the perfect *modus operandi*.

Based on deductions he made regarding the Claudio Pastén case, he concluded that either Pastén is being coercively pressured by Ivenko, or he is no longer himself—a fact that the women from "Hipnosis Regresiva Diamante" have just confirmed during an investigative session on the subject: he is no longer himself. "What seems incredible at first, once explained, appears obvious. Such is the nature of logic." As Sherlock Holmes used to say... The other day, I was preparing a text in which I mentioned Marcelo Larin and spoke ill of him; suddenly, I heard him in my head saying, "YOU'RE A CHARLATAN!" It was a case of the pot calling the kettle black... but what was most striking was how it sounded: serious, dry, cutting—the complete antithesis of the smiling, chatty huckster who sells spiritual sessions the way someone sells *arepas* on a street corner—the "specialist" in bad, anticlimactic jokes... It sounded like it came straight from the grave. A YouTuber who went to cover the annual Black Mass in Catemaco said much the same thing regarding the "Black Unicorn." He remarked: "When his eyes turn black—completely black, with no visible whites—he changes; he becomes very serious." Obviously! The entities in the underworld hate the human race with every fiber of their being. Yet, when you watch the Unicorn being interviewed, he plays the part of the sweet, warm, gentle soul—dripping with a saccharine sweetness, like honey poured over wildflowers—even as he casually admits to having killed over a hundred children using black magic. How *sweet*! Meanwhile, behind the scenes, he intimidates his interviewer—injecting them with sheer terror—to ensure that no one dares to tell him: "WHAT YOU'RE DOING IS WRONG." Even Adela Micha was left utterly dumbfounded upon hearing such an abomination. YAHWEH, OUR RIGHTEOUSNESS.

Speaking of hearing other voices, my friend... during a fierce mental struggle, I heard a voice—one identical to that of Wilmer from the YouTube channel *Tiempo del Fin 2020*—telling me: "Fall to the side of Lucifer." Was it actually him? Or was it merely a simulation—a playback generated by the "simulator"? It is impossible to know for certain; we must leave that door open. But it certainly sounded just like that sweet-talking, unctuous character from *Tiempo del Fin 2020*. Wilmer actually makes a valid point in a video where he exposes Pope Francis—yet *another* one!—for constantly making comments that serve to erode the faith. You know... the "Jesus" type.