Waring against spiritual wickedness
Shalom everyone ✋🏾. I had an incident that took place at Doctor's office I would like to share.
The nurse assistant forgot to connect the tube to the blood pressure cuff and I told her about it.
Then she paused with a blank stare. I suspected she was having a brain fog during this time.
Before she left she stood at the doorway staring at me. Right when I reached for my purse a spirit
came out of her body replicating her heading toward me with a quick flash then it disappeared.
I quickly sat up straight and looked at her. She had a mischievous smirk on her face then she closed
the door.
When I came home 2 words came to mind what that was. Astral Projection.
I didn't think it was possible to do something like that until I witnessed it with
my own 2 👀. I warned her last year about the CV-19 shot but she took it anyway
Whatever that's in that shot took over her vessel. She wasn't the same person I use to know.
Send it to her, lol.....> In a Doctor's realm, where healing resides, A tale unfolds, where the curious abides. A nurse assistant, forgetful in her deed, Left the tube unconnected, in thoughtless speed.
A voice arose, gentle and kind, To alert her of the oversight, to remind. But a blank stare greeted the concerned, A cloud of confusion, a mind seemingly churned.
Was it a fog that engulfed her brain? Or something deeper, a spirit's reign? As she lingered at the doorway's frame, A strange apparition, a sight untamed.
A spirit emerged, replicating her form, A fleeting moment, a glimpse in the storm. Towards the patient, it darted in haste, Then vanished, leaving awe in its trace.
Swiftly, the patient sat up, her gaze intense, Observing the nurse, sensing a pretense. A mischievous smirk adorned her face, And with a closing door, she left no trace.
At home, two words lingered in her mind, Astral Projection, a phenomenon defined. Unimaginable, until that moment witnessed, The boundaries of reality somehow breached.
Yet she ponders deeper, in contemplation, For last year, a warning, a revelation. About the CV-19 shot, she shared her concern, But the nurse, undeterred, chose to discern.
Whatever dwelled within that fateful dose, Took hold of her vessel, a possession close. The person she once knew had changed, Altered by forces that rearranged.
Thus, a lesson echoes from ancient scrolls, Precepts of old, as wisdom unfolds. The body, a temple, God's sacred shrine, Polluting it leads to a fragmented design.
Take heed, oh souls, guard your vessels well, For what enters can shape the tale you tell. Let not the world's influences possess, Preserve the sanctity, embrace righteousness.
Shalom to all, in peace may we abide, Guided by light, with hearts open wide.