20221031-1741. Yesterday, I saw our brown leather barcalounger adjustable rocking chair that nobody uses rock violently back and forth! Behind this rocker is mommy’s maroon-colored, four-wheeled rollator walker, which has NOT been used since 2018.
I noticed this paranormal event after my elderly father was using the living room for exercising upon his usual plastic weaved “banig” or rollable matt. I did NOT observe further if it was him or something else because I was busy in the kitchen bad mouthing why he was NOT comfortable with baking soda in his chicken that I baked in the oven for 375 F for 20 minutes.
This inspiration was an incoming thought AFTER I had cleaned and de-veined the the boneless chicken thighs and legs. I was watching a YouTube video a few days earlier about cooking chicken. I barely recall seeing the Oriental female speaking the words “baking soda” and pour the measured portion of baking soda. Those words stuck on my mind as she said something about whatever – I forgot.
After the incident screaming my head off at the offense that my elderly father doubted baking soda being used in recipes/cooking food, that’s when I saw the violently rocking chair. He had completed his usual daily exercise out back for 20 minutes and asked to see the label of the Arm and Hammer baking soda container, I fumed my mouth, grabbed two plastic bags containing normal bread made outta wheat, stomped to the living room where he was exercising, proceeded to read the ingredient label of strange chemicals used in making bread and stormed back outta there.
I saw that his inner demon surfaced as his hand would touch the cartilage of one ear as a sign of refusing to hear the truth. See? Voila! I won’t stop using my potty mouth and ingrained meanness of his “Bayan” or folks known in his birth town to be number one thugs of knife-wielding security forces and the like.
Yup. So I could tell a presence was still hating our old home for over 40 years. I keep praying and rebuking but NOTHING seems to work as these demons or wandering spirits or whatever won’t stop. I think my prayers are ineffective as prayers don’t seem to work against these species. I do NOT know. That’s why I’m so VERY pissed off and did NOT react in horror or surprise when that object moved on its own.
A few minutes later or hours later whenever I returned back to the kitchen or general area where the possessed object is located, I noticed mommy’s old walking rollator was ajar! The object was tucked directly behind the barcalounger because I didn’t have space to put it. Lo and behold the object moved, say, one body distance in reverse!
So I was NOT in shock and horror and did NOT bother taking a photograph. I had nine of DB’s “magic rocks” with nano-magnets ATOP the seat of that walking rollator. So I do NOT know if I should get rid of those too as some spirits could highjack said objects if the artistic creator prayed wrong or hexed it during manufacturing. But the DB stuff should have some blessings from the Holy Spirit in it.
So I-AM baffled why such an incident of my demonically hickjacked elderly father casting doubt upon my cooking per a YouTube video created by an Oriental female and irritating me as a result and of the two possessed chairs would make my day. I’m really NOT interested in these paranormal stuff anymore as I’m sick and tired of trying to pray away something I know NOTHING about!
This stuff of the thinning of the spiritual veil has probably set the tone for today’s Happy Monday and other freaks coming out at night to trick humanz in exchange for sugary treats. Such utter nonsense are these secular activities that in our cultural heritage have adopted but did NOT exist one to two generations ago. Huh.
That’s all. FlynnsPaws.
Hello Flynn, nice, and good luck!