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Dear Sir,
I am writing to you seeking some spiritual help, my name is Ted and I am a 42 years old Nigerian.
Right now I am very unwell, and desperately need to be prayed for.
My parents tell me that when I was young I used to have bad dreams and was unwell quite often, I would always get tired after paying with the other kids, and the doctors said I was fine, but they were told I was under some form of spiritual attack.
My memories of a child and my teenage years are predominantly good memories; I was content and rarely unhappy.
I got into a relationship when I was 19 which lasted 17 or so years, this is where drug use came in, it was a way of me coping with the relationship and not confronting issues that I had difficulty with ( within the relationship ).
It ended suddenly and the drug use escalated, I went straight into another relationship, but still with drug use.
On the other side of things, I was very successful in the material world, I was educated with an MBA, and I had plenty of money but no happiness within.
4 years ago, I stumbled across scientology, on my first day with them, I was given a handful of drugs Vitamins and minerals and they caused a violent reaction within me, I spent the entire night on the bathroom, passing predominantly gas. I developed a problem with my colon and started to have anxiety attacks (helped with vitamin e); I also became quite constipated for a long time
I was with scientology for 6 or so months, ( costing me about $50,000.00 aprox, to be honest I cannot remember ), and I left, they were against me leaving but I was adamant, I was simply switching organizations, this gave me time to reflect and observe what was going on with me.
Some strange things happened with me while I was undergoing their auditing, during one session, I just started having bad thoughts about the auditor (scientologist who sits across the table passing electric current through you), it took me aback, because it was not my line of thinking, on another session I felt this trauma in my head and my nose started to run.
The day I left to switch organizations , a small team of their staff were sitting on the steps and they told me to have pleasant dreams ( said with cynicism ), two days after this I bumped into a friend of mine, and he said I had lost the sparkle in my eyes, I was constantly angry, I would fall asleep constantly, I had no energy, I started to bloat, and all his started 4 or so months after drug use, and I had been feeling well up until that point.
I started to have horrible dreams; I would be visited at night by entities only trying to scare me, and would always wake up screaming.
My life after them just nose dived, I was constantly confused, my bank account was draining, and I could not figure it out, I would spend hours looking at one page of my statement, without being able to figure it out. My bank, actually froze my account because they suspected It was being defrauded, I lost a six figure sum ( us dollars ) in a matter of just over a year, and I was close to killing myself. I felt I had become incapable of doing anything. My thoughts were now so negative, I used to see the world as a beautiful place but now it was ugly, I used to like going to church, partly for e warmth and compassion I felt people there showed, but now when I went to church, I hated it.
Another bad dream I had was I dreamt I was floating around in a bubble through space and the stars made the shape of the devil and he said to me he would see that I was alone for the rest of my life.
I ended up in Thailand for a two week holiday which turned into a three month stay, things were better, I was exercising a lot, but emotionally I did not feel right, I fasted for seven days and I felt much better, but once I stated eating again, I started to slip back, I figured I must be feeding something that is damaging me.
I had to go back to England because my father was dying and I looked after him for 6 months or so, I was in the hospital reception one day when I felt the presence of an entity within me, I knew this was the source of my problems, on another occasion I felt my soul make contact with me very briefly just to tell me it was scared, I told it to pray and call out to Jesus when it was scared. That night while sleeping the night mare was about to begin, I cried out to Jesus in my sleep and the entity did not enter.
On the other hand the scientologist had been trying to contact me but I would not take their call, in the last few days of my fathers life, I took their call and screamed at them blaming them for my ills, and vowing to resolve what they had done, a few hours later I felt something change within me and I was perfectly ok, I was able to sit with my dad, pray for him and watch him pass, but slowly I reverted back to the same condition.
I went onto Thailand where things improved but I still had difficulties, I had changed my diet totally, to a whole wheat, sugar free diet. I was also taking anti fungal supplements which seemed to temporarily help. I was also praying a lot. I would see healers who would help me temporarily but I just would slip back. In Oct last year I wrote to some churches and I went to church one Sunday, later that evening things stated to change, slowly I started to get my energy back and within a few days I felt fantastic, back to my old self.
On the other side I had started a relationship with a Thai woman, this relationship turned sour within he first month, but I persisted until just recently. Thailand is well known for the use of black magic, and although this is something I never used to believe in, I now think it works.
I remember after the first month we were having sex, something within me said I should stop, but I didn’t a few minutes later, I felt something move into me in a zig zag fashion around my abdomen, after this whenever we had sex, I could not ejaculate, I remember feeling that this relationship should stop but I just could not seem to do it, she stole from me repeatedly, I caught her sneaking around the room a few times while I was sleeping, a few months ago, she was ill and I was making arrangements to take her to the hospital, but somehow, I seemed to take on the illness and she became ok. , shortly after this I seemed to be taking on peoples physical and emotional symptoms, and it was making me really ill. This was happening at the house I lived and I had some monks come round to bless the house and the process stopped, ( we had an argument at the house a few weeks before and she went into the toilet and came out with a grin on her face , and that is when this problem started ) I spent some time at a monastery and improved a little, the last thing I remember was waking up in the middle of the night and she was staring at my back, I went to use the bathroom and when I looked in the mirror I had aged, I screamed at her and when I lay back on the bed I felt the energy slip back into me. I have this sensation that something is wrong in my back and in my stomach and if it is not addressed I will become very sick. Some one I know spoke to a nun the other day, she knew very little about my situation and simply wanted my date of birth, she then told me that a girl had put something on my back and uses this to draw my energy.
Right now I feel unwell, I am trying to forgive and not be bitter and I and due to see a monk and nun next week to be prayed for.
I don’t know if my desperation rings through on this, but I am desperate, some times I feel as if I am on the verge of going crazy or killing myself, I have turned from someone who was extremely sociable to someone who is scared and running away from everybody, and this is stripping me of my compassion. I am a Christian in a Buddhist country and I am very sick, I am seeking someone with compassion to send me spiritual help (through prayer) so that I recover and forgive.
Please help me, just pray for the soul who wrote this letter
P.S Johnson is not my last name but god knows who I am, I have also written to you in the past.
GOD BLESS YOU
TED
I am writing to you seeking some spiritual help, my name is Ted and I am a 42 years old Nigerian.
Right now I am very unwell, and desperately need to be prayed for.
My parents tell me that when I was young I used to have bad dreams and was unwell quite often, I would always get tired after paying with the other kids, and the doctors said I was fine, but they were told I was under some form of spiritual attack.
My memories of a child and my teenage years are predominantly good memories; I was content and rarely unhappy.
I got into a relationship when I was 19 which lasted 17 or so years, this is where drug use came in, it was a way of me coping with the relationship and not confronting issues that I had difficulty with ( within the relationship ).
It ended suddenly and the drug use escalated, I went straight into another relationship, but still with drug use.
On the other side of things, I was very successful in the material world, I was educated with an MBA, and I had plenty of money but no happiness within.
4 years ago, I stumbled across scientology, on my first day with them, I was given a handful of drugs Vitamins and minerals and they caused a violent reaction within me, I spent the entire night on the bathroom, passing predominantly gas. I developed a problem with my colon and started to have anxiety attacks (helped with vitamin e); I also became quite constipated for a long time
I was with scientology for 6 or so months, ( costing me about $50,000.00 aprox, to be honest I cannot remember ), and I left, they were against me leaving but I was adamant, I was simply switching organizations, this gave me time to reflect and observe what was going on with me.
Some strange things happened with me while I was undergoing their auditing, during one session, I just started having bad thoughts about the auditor (scientologist who sits across the table passing electric current through you), it took me aback, because it was not my line of thinking, on another session I felt this trauma in my head and my nose started to run.
The day I left to switch organizations , a small team of their staff were sitting on the steps and they told me to have pleasant dreams ( said with cynicism ), two days after this I bumped into a friend of mine, and he said I had lost the sparkle in my eyes, I was constantly angry, I would fall asleep constantly, I had no energy, I started to bloat, and all his started 4 or so months after drug use, and I had been feeling well up until that point.
I started to have horrible dreams; I would be visited at night by entities only trying to scare me, and would always wake up screaming.
My life after them just nose dived, I was constantly confused, my bank account was draining, and I could not figure it out, I would spend hours looking at one page of my statement, without being able to figure it out. My bank, actually froze my account because they suspected It was being defrauded, I lost a six figure sum ( us dollars ) in a matter of just over a year, and I was close to killing myself. I felt I had become incapable of doing anything. My thoughts were now so negative, I used to see the world as a beautiful place but now it was ugly, I used to like going to church, partly for e warmth and compassion I felt people there showed, but now when I went to church, I hated it.
Another bad dream I had was I dreamt I was floating around in a bubble through space and the stars made the shape of the devil and he said to me he would see that I was alone for the rest of my life.
I ended up in Thailand for a two week holiday which turned into a three month stay, things were better, I was exercising a lot, but emotionally I did not feel right, I fasted for seven days and I felt much better, but once I stated eating again, I started to slip back, I figured I must be feeding something that is damaging me.
I had to go back to England because my father was dying and I looked after him for 6 months or so, I was in the hospital reception one day when I felt the presence of an entity within me, I knew this was the source of my problems, on another occasion I felt my soul make contact with me very briefly just to tell me it was scared, I told it to pray and call out to Jesus when it was scared. That night while sleeping the night mare was about to begin, I cried out to Jesus in my sleep and the entity did not enter.
On the other hand the scientologist had been trying to contact me but I would not take their call, in the last few days of my fathers life, I took their call and screamed at them blaming them for my ills, and vowing to resolve what they had done, a few hours later I felt something change within me and I was perfectly ok, I was able to sit with my dad, pray for him and watch him pass, but slowly I reverted back to the same condition.
I went onto Thailand where things improved but I still had difficulties, I had changed my diet totally, to a whole wheat, sugar free diet. I was also taking anti fungal supplements which seemed to temporarily help. I was also praying a lot. I would see healers who would help me temporarily but I just would slip back. In Oct last year I wrote to some churches and I went to church one Sunday, later that evening things stated to change, slowly I started to get my energy back and within a few days I felt fantastic, back to my old self.
On the other side I had started a relationship with a Thai woman, this relationship turned sour within he first month, but I persisted until just recently. Thailand is well known for the use of black magic, and although this is something I never used to believe in, I now think it works.
I remember after the first month we were having sex, something within me said I should stop, but I didn’t a few minutes later, I felt something move into me in a zig zag fashion around my abdomen, after this whenever we had sex, I could not ejaculate, I remember feeling that this relationship should stop but I just could not seem to do it, she stole from me repeatedly, I caught her sneaking around the room a few times while I was sleeping, a few months ago, she was ill and I was making arrangements to take her to the hospital, but somehow, I seemed to take on the illness and she became ok. , shortly after this I seemed to be taking on peoples physical and emotional symptoms, and it was making me really ill. This was happening at the house I lived and I had some monks come round to bless the house and the process stopped, ( we had an argument at the house a few weeks before and she went into the toilet and came out with a grin on her face , and that is when this problem started ) I spent some time at a monastery and improved a little, the last thing I remember was waking up in the middle of the night and she was staring at my back, I went to use the bathroom and when I looked in the mirror I had aged, I screamed at her and when I lay back on the bed I felt the energy slip back into me. I have this sensation that something is wrong in my back and in my stomach and if it is not addressed I will become very sick. Some one I know spoke to a nun the other day, she knew very little about my situation and simply wanted my date of birth, she then told me that a girl had put something on my back and uses this to draw my energy.
Right now I feel unwell, I am trying to forgive and not be bitter and I and due to see a monk and nun next week to be prayed for.
I don’t know if my desperation rings through on this, but I am desperate, some times I feel as if I am on the verge of going crazy or killing myself, I have turned from someone who was extremely sociable to someone who is scared and running away from everybody, and this is stripping me of my compassion. I am a Christian in a Buddhist country and I am very sick, I am seeking someone with compassion to send me spiritual help (through prayer) so that I recover and forgive.
Please help me, just pray for the soul who wrote this letter
P.S Johnson is not my last name but god knows who I am, I have also written to you in the past.
GOD BLESS YOU
TED
