Psychic attacks can have a tremendous impact on all aspects of our lives, a psychic attack can undermined our relationships by ripping and tearing apart the very foundation in which we have built our lives upon. I was contacted in March of this year by a young man whose life was gravely impacted and torn apart by a vicious psychic attack.
This young man's ordeal started when he approached a psychic that set up shop at a local fair in his hometown, he had never had a psychic reading before and in fact he had often scoffed at the idea of a psychic reading, he probably would've been better off had he never approached this gypsy for a reading. During the reading the lady became insulted and incensed by something he said. I'm not certain what it was that he said, but whatever it was I am sure that he wishes now that he could have taken it back a thousand times over.
During the months that followed the reading with the gypsy, this young man was brutally attacked mentally, physically, spiritually, and emotionally, long time friends turned their backs on him, his sister attacked him with a knife, and his parents turned their backs on him cutting him off from any and all family support, his fiancee broke up with him, and he was a law student with a promising future who was accused of a felony, convicted his bright future turned dim, and during his three-month stay in the county jail he was repeatedly attacked and sodomized by other inmates, during this time at night when he would try to sleep the gypsy would appear in his dreams demanding an apology, and although he would yell out his apology the attacks only continued to get more and more brutal.
He was convicted of a felony and placed on seven years probation, he was released fr...
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...nality, so does your God and my Goddess, and just as you and I have a positive side to our personality, we also have a negative, and so does your God and my Goddess, and as spiritual beings we have to accept responsibility for the names of our Gods that we invoke, for if we call upon a destructive aspect of our God we will be lavished with what ever negative karma that comes as a result, as a witch I often invoke various aspects of both the God and Goddess, and I do so with great care, and with even greater respect, for when we call upon one of the many aspects of our God we are calling out, reaching out to something that is greater than the power within ourselves and we must do so with caution, for although we may be at one with our Gods and the universe we are nothing more than a blade of grass, a grain of sand, or a speckle of dirt blowing across the winds of time.
spiracy which included convicted to posses cocaine with intent to distribute, in violation of (21 U.S.C sec 846), possession with intent to distribute and distribution of cocaine , in violation of 21 U.S.C sec
... home on August 21, however Casey was back in jail only eight days after being released, this time charged with forging checks and using a friend's credit cards without permission.
sentenced to spend the rest of his life in prison. The case against him was largely
- After three convictions of rape (where he served individual jail time for each one and was released several years later for each) and soon after being found guilty of murder, the court said the following: “He remains an extremely disturbed, immature and dangerous man. His release on parole was a mistake".
He was claiming to be innocent at all times but he didn’t have a good legal representation, his lawyer never visit him in jail, as punishment he was in solitary confine for 2 years consecutives,
possession and arrested him on December 21, 1978. While in police custody, the second search
unjustly put into jail. He accepts going to jail even though he was put in jail
He drove him home and tried to forcefully attempted to have sex with the boy. The complaint was dismissed when the boy failed to show up to court. This violated John’s parole but no one heard of it. In October 1971 John’s parole ended and his criminal records were sealed in Iowa. John had successfully hid his criminal record from friends and business.
At the old age of 90 years old, being on my death bed, I have a story that needs to be addressed desperately before I pass. My story took place almost 80 years ago in 1935, when I was 15 years old in the woods behind my house, only a year after my sister was brutally killed. I will leave my writings on my bedside, as for when I pass someone is bound to read it. Being believed isn’t my concern, only that my story is known by someone, anyone, and that I can get some type of release before I pass.
The burn victim presented in this scene could be easily identified as a man with a Dissociative Disorder, however, this is not the case. Dissociative disorders are classified as an absence in memory, such as who someone is, or what one’s life used to be. An individual, could also develop multiple personalities for a traumatic event to relieve the stress the they could not handle. Nonetheless, the burn victim could temporarily not remember who he was, but it was only for a short amount of time. The man spoke in Hungarian, in which he spoke about the “devil” who had caused the exspolsion. He was merely dazed in the fact that he had no idea where he was and continued to talk about the man who had caused him harm. Moreover, research ...
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The plot of the story, “Ride the Dark Horse”, was very interesting. In the beginning, the character didn’t think that he should do anything so that he wouldn’t have to “face facts”. However, one day he went on a fishing trip with his father. On the trip he met a boy, Jean Paul, whose father offered him a job picking up logs from a river. As they were collecting the wood, Jean Paul decided to go fishing. Jean Paul then cast his line when it accidentally got caught in a tree. The lure hooked onto his face and sliced at his chest, hurting him severely. The other boy then pulled Jean Paul into his canoe and paddled them all the way to the doctor, despite the boy’s original intention to avoid doing anything. A thought-provoking storyline transpired throughout the text.
refused to take him because he was convicted of a felony, even though he was wrongfully
I would shut my eyes because I knew what was coming. And before I shut my eyes, I held my breath, like a swimmer ready to dive into a deep ocean. I could never watch when his hands came toward me; I only patiently waited for the harsh sound of the strike. I would always remember his eyes right before I closed my own: pupils wide with rage, cold, and dark eyebrows clenched with hate. When it finally came, I never knew which fist hit me first, or which blow sent me to my knees because I could not bring myself to open my eyes. They were closed because I didn’t want to see what he had promised he would never do again. In the darkness of my mind, I could escape to a paradise where he would never reach me. I would find again the haven where I kept my hopes, dreams, and childhood memories. His words could not devour me there, and his violence could not poison my soul because I was in my own world, away from this reality. When it was all over, and the only thing left were bruises, tears, and bleeding flesh, I felt a relief run through my body. It was so predictable. For there was no more need to recede, only to recover. There was no more reason to be afraid; it was over. He would feel sorry for me, promise that it would never happen again, hold me, and say how much he loved me. This was the end of the pain, not the beginning, and I believed that everything would be all right.
It is a common occurrence that people have some sort of experience that they can not explain, and these experiences make for a great story likely to be told to everyone around them. Some experiences could be very minor, but in s...