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TESTIMONY
OF BAKAJIKA MUANA NKUBA
(Updated on 01 01 2024)
Before
reading
this testimony, we encourage you to read the important warning that we
have
made concerning testimonies. This warning entitled "Warning
Testimonies" can be found on the website www.mcreveil.org.
Dear
brothers and dear friends, we are pleased to share with you this
excerpt from the testimony of Bakajika Muana Nkuba, a sorcerer who was
initiated by a Catholic priest, and who spent a good part of his life
serving
satan, before being rescued by Jesus Christ the Saviour of the world.
This
testimony confirms the teachings on "Spiritual
Warfare"
and on "Discernment"
that we have already studied. We urge you to read
this testimony, as well as these two teachings, if you have not read
them yet.
They are very rich. They can be found at www.mcreveil.org.
Born
in 1959 in a Catholic mission in
Mikalayi, Kasai Occidental (Zaire), I am the fourth of a family of ten
children, and I became the oldest son after our eldest brother’s death.
Ten
years later, in 1969, I was baptised in the parish of saint bruno in
Kananga,
and I was raised in Catholic doctrine with ardent zeal. Gentle and
peaceful, I
began to serve mass in church. Our parish priest enrolled me with
children of
my age in a movement called "The Crusaders", whose objective was the
veneration of the cross and the sacrifice devoted to the parish and the
community. After the "Crusaders", I moved on to the "Kiro"
and to the "Scouts", and ended up being a zealous acolyte for the
service of the mass. Everyone spoke of my peaceful character in order
to
influence me into becoming a priest.
My
oldest brother died when I was in
the fifth grade. This event provoked in me a strong feeling of revolt,
because
all the hope that my family had placed in my brother collapsed. Day by
day, I
felt the desire for revenge grow within me because of my brother’s
death. This
feeling grew much stronger as time passed. Without my parents'
knowledge, I
began to consult witch doctors and practice magic to earn a living and
to
unmask my brother’s murderer. But all my efforts brought me no
satisfaction. So,
I consulted a soothsayer and communicate with the dead and the spirits.
But I
did not discover the object of my search. I thereby opened a door to
the devil
who was setting a trap for me. I fell into it, because the devil had
succeeded
in planting inside of me one of his seeds: Worry.
From
the moment I had contact with this
soothsayer, I began to practice deep meditations. Since I had begun at
the
elementary level of conversing with spirits in the restroom, I engaged
myself
further into the depths of satan. Driven by an insatiable desire, I
made
contact with a young man who lived near my home whose name was Ntumba
Ducoup.
He invoked the river mermaid (mami wata). His power enabled him to
accomplish
great marvels and miracles, and using his magical techniques he could
produce
bank notes, wristwatches, and all sorts of jewellery which he used for
protection, love, business and many other matters. Although I looked
into all
these things and touched them with my hands, my heart was not appeased.
I felt
compelled to continue in my search until my thirst was quenched. I
would visit
him in the late hours of the night, and no one suspected me.
Nevertheless there
were some people who noticed, but everyone in my neighbourhood defended
me
because of my reserved character. During the entire time I called upon
the
Mermaid, my desire wasn’t satisfied, and I continued to feel an
emptiness
within me. "Stagnant waters devour
men", a proverb says.
No
one could accuse me of anything,
because everyone testified in my favour. This is why I exhort my brothers and sisters
in the Lord to always judge by the Spirit, and not by the appearance
(1Corinthians 2:10-11). During all this time with the mermaid, I did
everything
to push my enquiries further. I went as far as consulting great
renowned
witchdoctors in Kananga, who could supernaturally bring down lightning,
and
perform various wonders. For example, they would ask me to stand on an
earthen
cooking pot. The pot would not break under my weight, but would make me
go
round the house. However, I did not know who had murdered my older
brother. I
withdrew from all these things when I discovered they couldn’t answer
my
question. But I continued to search, and this search led me ever more
deeply
into the depths of darkness.
The
mandate of the parish priest we
had known expired, and two other fathers succeeded him. I continued to
be a
diligent acolyte, and I was well understood. Then we received another
priest.
He was of Italian origin, and related to a Catholic priest we had had
several
years before. Furthermore, he was one of Pope Paul VI’s nephews. He
became
rapidly fascinated by my personality and became particularly interested
in me.
He liked to call me in order to talk with me about my life, my plans
for the
future, etc. He was a tall man, hospitable and good. But behind the
imposing
stature of this priest were hidden some very profound mysteries. One
Sunday
after the mass, he invited me to his home from 7pm. I was delighted to
be
invited by the priest, and did everything possible to be on time. I
knew that
our discussion would be about the parish’s activities. But things took
a
different turn.
That
evening we ate together. Then he
began to speak in these terms: "Out
of all the young people of the parish, I like you a lot. That’s why
I’ve called
you to talk to you about important matters that will help shape your
goals in
life. But I have noticed that your life was in danger, and that’s the
reason
why I called you here in order to warn you. Your big brother was
murdered by
nine members of your family, all of them sorcerers, and now they are
relentlessly pursuing you. Consequently, I want to protect you from
their
schemes." He listed their names. I was convinced of his
words, because
some of these nine people lived in other parts of the country, and the
priest
did not know them. I eagerly stared at the priest’s tanned face. I had
finally
reached my goal! I was happy to discover what I was searching for, and
at last
I knew my brother’s murderers! But now another problem arose: I was in
mortal
danger. What could I do to protect myself? That’s the question I asked
the
priest.
After
a time of reflection, he
answered that it wasn’t a serious problem, that he possessed all the
necessary
means to save me, but it was to be a matter of discretion. I swore to
him
loyalty and discretion. That very evening, he gave me a little 10 by 6
cm
cardboard image, which represented a richly dressed young boy. An
inscription
underneath read: Prayer
to the child jesus of prague. On the back was
printed a
prayer in three sequences. I was to recite it every morning when I got
up, and
every night at bedtime, expressing the intention of being protected.
This was
to give me a guarantee of spiritual as well as physical protection. I
gave the
priest a particular consideration. I saw in him a man who spoke with
God. I was
twelve years old when I was introduced to all these mysteries, and I
was in the
sixth grade.
A
few days later, the priest told me
that I could use this prayer for my studies. For this purpose, I was to
write
down the names of all the students of my class and give them a grade of
my
choice. Then by reciting the prayer on the list thus established, I
could set
the student’s grade order. When test results were given out, it was as
if the
teacher were reading from the paper I had written in advance. That is
how I
always obtained the grade level of my choice.
Therefore,
I invite Christian parents
to pray a lot for their children who go to school. Perhaps they are
intelligent, but aren’t succeeding in obtaining good grades. Instead of
reproaching them, pray for them, for you do not know to which
diabolical power
they can be subjected to.
I was delighted at this marvellous discovery, which the
priest called: the only real form of magic. When I heard him pronounce
the word
magic, I desired to know more because I thought that it was God who
acted thus
in our favour. He told me simply to let him work so that I could
discover the
secret of an easy life. These are the bonds in which I found myself
entangled.
I
thought it was God who gave the only
real form of magic, that it was He who revealed secrets, who gave
success in
all human enterprises, and who did it for free, because He loved the
sons of
men. I was irresistibly driven to death without even realizing it.
Everything
came so easily to me, sustained in every way by God, unconditionally,
without
any cost or sacrifice… But it was the thief who was dragging me away
from the
sheepfold. His
emissary was this priest who displayed every appearance of piety.
The thief had taken hold of me at the revealing of the names of the
sorcerers
in my family. It was this very thing, which had convinced me that the
truth was
found in this priest, this man of God, as
everyone thought. … Destruction occurs
when one signs a pact with the
devil. The devil then stamps
his mark on the mind of man and
takes complete control of his
nature. It is at this point that one
is bound for destruction in Hell, in full awareness.
My
master knew of my worry for gaining
more and more knowledge. One day he told me that we were to move on
from the
elementary level to the middle one. That same day he gave me a big book
entitled "Methodical Treatise of Practical Magic." This was an
additional
window into the mystical occult world! This book contained many
formulas and
prayers to solve all types of everyday life problems, to hypnotize
people, to
trouble man’s normal vision of things, and to accomplish certain little
miracles such as transforming sand into
sugar, sheets of paper into paper money, pieces of tree leaves into
razor
blades, making eggs, and different other things.
From
time to time, I would give razors
to my father, who never failed to be surprised when he saw razor blades
that
were all green, the colour of the tree leaves used. Always in this
area, I
learned how to invoke different types of spirits that inhabited the
stars and
planets.
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How I manufactured paper money
I
indulged in practising all of this
in order to prove that I had become a man above all other men. This
gave me a
type of malicious pride, which was very difficult to discern. I would
produce
banknotes using a duplicating paper that I would cut into the size of
the bills
I wanted. Then I would cover the stack with a white handkerchief, light
two red
candles, and recite a certain prayer. Five minutes later, I would
obtain the
money. However, I had to spend it before sunset, no matter how much was
made,
at the risk of falling ill or going mad.
Since
I was now open to the world, I
had "to live my
life".
For me, "to live my life,"
meant throwing myself into a life of dissipation. I used other prayers
to
seduce girls. After a few magical operations, all I needed to do was to
write a
letter to a girl of my choice, regardless of her previous reticence,
and she
would give in to my demands. Because my letter was written after an
occult
invocation. At times, I would also invoke one of the moon spirits, to
captivate
the mind of a girl. After a while, without my having to do anything
else, the
young woman would start looking for me. Because she was being
manipulated by
the spirits I had invoked upon her.
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How I made my problems go away
When
I was faced with a serious problem,
I would recite another prayer in order to calm things down. I would
then see
the problem diminish until it completely disappeared. If the problem
had been
brought before a court, I proceeded in the same manner. The very next
day, all
of the judges, the assistance and even my adversaries had changed their
mind in
my favour.
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How I provoked divisions and divorces
To
provoke divisions and divorces, we
used spirits living on the planet Jupiter. When these spirits were sent
into a
home, they would provoke discord, and would push one of the spouses
into
becoming overtly stubborn to the point of divorce. Similarly, intimate
friends
could be driven to quarrel for the smallest pretext and then go on
their
separate ways.
In
order to have strength, I would
invoke the spirits living on the Sun. At a crucial moment, I could send
10,000
spirits of this type to fight in my place. All I needed to do was to
watch what
was happening with my arms crossed. But for the spectators, it was I
who was
doing the fighting. This is the same phenomenon that is used by certain
people
for boxing matches, wrestling, karate, etc.
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The special prayer of Saint Charlemagne
First
of all, it is striking to see in
this title the word "saint". No one ignores who was Charlemagne. He
was an emperor, a man of war, who never served God in anything but who
today is
called "saint". All
those whom the world calls
"saints" are in reality just demons! According to
tradition,
this prayer, engraved on a stone, was reportedly found by this emperor
inside
the tomb of Jesus. It supposedly gave him the victory over all his
adversaries.
We used this prayer to fight against all "diabolical influences",
against fetishes, and it made us invulnerable. …
In
order to find out if a patient was
going to die or if he would recover, we would recite the prayer while
holding
two bouquets of flowers. Then we would approach the patient. If the
patient
began to laugh, it was the sign he was going to die. If he wept, it
meant he
was going to recover. A copy of this prayer was hung in my father’s
living
room, to protect the house and its occupants against any evil spell. I
can
recount here an event that has remained in the memory of my entire
family. One
day, a paternal uncle used his magical powers to make lightning strike
our
house, but no one was hurt. We attributed our survival to the
protection the prayer
had given us. One must know that in our ethnic group, certain people
are
capable of causing such artificial lightning to kill people or destroy
their
property.
At
the beginning of 1972, I had a
friend with whom I shared all of my sorrows and joys, except for the
secret of
my occult powers. One day, the spirits told me that this friend had had
a spell
cast upon him and that his death had already been decided. Since I
liked him a
lot, I had compassion on him and asked the spirits if there were a way
to save
him. Anything was possible according to them, but in order to do that
it was
necessary for him to live through the scene of his death, before he
could be
saved. I was asked to go out with him one Saturday night, in order to
return
home a little late. That day, on the way home, we were to go through a
small
valley before arriving home. While we were still on the other side of
the hill,
we saw some people far off surrounding a corpse and weeping.
We
came near, noticing that this
gathering was located within the valley, and not in the village.
Suddenly we
realized that the lifeless body was my friend’s, who was, however,
alive by my
side. Having seen this, he was seized with fright and turned to embrace
me
under the weight of emotion. At the same time, we saw on a nearby tree,
an
entirely naked man climbing the tree while leaning on his posterior. We
recognized him to be the customary chief of our village. He saw that we
had
recognized him but he did not want to let us go. He tried to kill us by
a demon
who as waiting for us nearby. Since I was in perfect communication with
my
spirits, I was immediately warned of the danger we were in. I asked
them for
immediate protection. I saw then a dwarf carrying a very big package on
his
head. We had just barely avoided him, for it was he who had been
charged with a
mission against us. His package contained the spirits of all the people
who had
been killed by the village sorcerers and the dwarf was their supreme
chief.
My
friend was very frightened of all
these things we had seen, and it was not possible for him to sleep by
himself,
so I brought him home with me. I spent the entire night talking to the
spirits
in order to know the final stage of my friend’s deliverance. To do
this, I had
to call on a maternal cousin to ask him to restore my friend’s flesh,
because
it was he who cooked the flesh of the victims of witchcraft. The next
morning
was a Sunday. Before going to the mass at 9 am, I sent for this cousin
in order
to have a meeting with him, but he energetically denied the truth. The
spirits
told me to let him go and call him back at 6 pm to order him to obey.
Indeed, after
6pm, all the sorcerers are in perfect communication with the spiritual
world.
After
this meeting with the demons, I
went to church to serve mass. That evening, at 6 pm. I called in my
cousin
again, this time with a different kind of determination. I started
again our
morning conversation, but my cousin still denied. So as not to waste
any more
time, I ordered his spirit of sorcery to fetch the cooking pot where my
friend’s flesh was prepared. This spirit left while my cousin pretended
to be asleep.
This spirit had to steal the pot, because he had not been authorized to
make
its contents disappear. The sorcerer’s assembly was taking place next
to a
quarry. When the spirit came back with the cooking pot, he let some
drops of
sauce fall all along the road that led to the quarry. When my cousin
pretended
to awake from his sleep, we saw in front of us a pot full of meat. I
called the spirits, who came to give back the flesh, though already
prepared,
to its owner, that is, my friend. Then they carried the pot away.
A
few minutes later, they came back to
tell me that some sauce had fallen on the road, and that anyone who
would
trample on it would die. Finding myself somewhat responsible for the
death of
all the innocent people who would go to the quarry, I asked if
something could
be done. They promised me to remove all the sauce at 9pm. At 9pm, there
was a
heavy rainfall. During this time, the spirits worked to remove the
sauce. But
they also removed all the adjoining earth which, according to them, was
also
already poisoned. Their work caused the formation of very deep ravines,
to the
extent that the road has remained impracticable until this day. This
explains
the problems we have every day on our roads. Today we repair, but two
weeks
later, there are still holes. It's magicians and sorcerers' doings.
In
the beginning of the year 1973
started for me the most serious and deep events that were to mark my
life as a
magician, and led me to discover the mysterious world beyond. One
Sunday after
mass, the parish priest, my master in the initiation, invited me to his
home at
7pm. Faithful to the appointment, I came on time. He received me kindly
and
offered dinner. Then he told me the following: "I promised to show you
greater things, and to establish you in life. Are you courageous?" I
answered affirmatively. Then he asked me if I would accompany him
somewhere.
Again
I answered affirmatively. After
these words, he told me that we were going to visit the cemetery.
He commanded me not to look neither right nor left, nor
behind me, on the way over and back. I was to walk in front of him
until the
entrance of the cemetery. There, he was to go before me to enter the
cemetery.
We both put on white cassocks. A moment later, he handed me a flask of
perfume
and we poured it on our bodies. Right afterwards he gave me a bell and
took one
for himself. We were to ring these bells all along the way. These are
the
bells, which are used during the Catholic mass.
Before
leaving his house, he took the
time to recite a certain prayer, and we left. I was afraid to be seen
going to
the cemetery with the priest, because the street that led to it was
very busy,
even at late hours of the night. But, to my great surprise, we did not
meet
anyone along the way. At the entrance of the cemetery, I stopped and he
went
before me. I was to go behind him, with orders to ring the bell at each
step.
We walked to the middle of the cemetery and there he asked me to kneel
with
him. He began to recite prayers, while invoking the first person who
had been
buried in the cemetery. I listened to him courageously. Moments later,
we saw
someone coming to answer him, asking him why he had been called. The
priest
answered that he wanted to contact the "invisible world", because he
was accompanied by a visitor, in this case, me. The spirit gave him his
agreement. He then changed invocations and called "boss bombard".
Suddenly, a violent earthquake took place, and a very strong wind began
to
blow. In the face of these unusual events, I got scared. Having noticed
it, he
reassured me.
Suddenly,
a thunderous, serious and
authoritative voice was heard, but it was difficult for me to locate
it. This
voice spoke to the priest in this manner: "Why are you
bothering
me?" He then answered that he had come with the "youngster"
whom he had told him about. I did not understand anything. Next,
bombard
addressed me by name. However, this name had not been given to him
since we
were there. The voice told me: "Bakajika, why are you here?" Ignoring
the reason of my presence at the cemetery, I mumbled that I had come to
accompany the priest. He told me to wait, and that he was going to tell
me what
I should do. Then I heard the priest and the voice converse in a
language I did
not understand. Once this conversation had ended, bombard said to me,
"Bakajika, we can see that inside of you there are many doubts. But, in
order to show you that serious things happen here, ask me what you
want, and I
will fulfil it immediately."
My
ardent desire had always been to
avenge my big brother’s death. So I said to him: "My big brother is
buried
in this cemetery. I want to see him and speak to him." He
made me wait one minute, then I saw with my very eyes my elder brother,
who had
been dead for four years. He asked me the following
question: "Why
are you looking for me?" I answered him that I wanted to know more
about
the circumstances of his death. He said, "You are already an important
man, since you’ve already made it up to here. It’s not up to me to
answer you,
because you’ll know more about it". With these words, he disappeared…
Then
bombard again spoke to me: "You are going to buy me 30 bottles of
Aoussarabia perfume, and you will bring them to me. Then, you will no
longer
use practical magic, because now good things have started happening to
you." He promised to reveal secrets to me, which I did not know.
Before
leaving the cemetery, the
priest asked me to pick up sand on any tomb around. Back home, the
priest
entered first, walking backwards. I followed him, walking backwards
too. He
asked me to throw the sand on the ground, so as to block the entrance
to the
house. Inside, I asked him why we had not met anyone while going to the
cemetery. He told me that he had pushed out all the passers-by by the
prayer he
pronounced just before our departure. Then I asked him what was the
sand taken
from a tomb for. He told me that this was a barrier to prevent the
spirits of
the cemetery from reaching us. I was very curious to know to whom I was
going
to give the perfume, and how I was to proceed, for I had not seen
anyone; I had
just heard a voice. The priest assured me that I was to deliver the
perfume
myself into the hands of the one who had spoken to me.
I
ran to my father, asking him for the
amount of money necessary to buy the perfume. Since he was aware of my
diligence at school, he didn’t hesitate to give me the money. Two days
later, I
was at the priest’s home with my package of perfume. We prepared to go
to the
cemetery, like the first time. At 8pm, we were at the cemetery. The
priest
prayed and did his invocations, and the same earthquake took place. Our
invisible speaker came and asked us the motif of our presence. The
priest said
that I was here with the perfume requested. He asked me to come forward
and
place the package on the ground. This having been executed, I saw the
package
disappear before my eyes. Having congratulated me for my efforts,
bombard
promised to choose a place in my room, which would be a sort of mailbox
where I
would receive the correspondences that were addressed to me. He
promised to
send me a prayer book that I was to learn by heart for three months, as
well as
a magic chain and some magic powder.
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A letter from the invisible world
Two
days later, I found at the foot of
my bed a letter written by bombard, which informed me of my postal box
number
and my telephone number of general direction in India. I was to return
this
letter to the invisible world after reading it, because whoever read it
would
die.
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How I communicated with the invisible world
Telephone
communications were provided by a device that looked like a
walkie-talkie, but as
small as a matchbox, or by a magic
chain with a cross. When one
put the end of the cross in one’s mouth, one came into contact with the
invisible world. This same chain could kill people, if they were struck
with
it. Two days later, the people thus hit would die after a small fever.
A
week later, at midnight, while I was
sleeping, I heard as if in a dream, something falling at the foot of my
bed. I
jumped and realised that the promised prayer book was there. This place
was
therefore indeed the location of my magic postal box. The book’s cover
carried
some very significant drawings. My name was printed at the top of the
cover.
Underneath was represented a closed coffin, in which was laid a corpse.
A cross
rose above the coffin, at the top of which a bird was perched.
Underneath the
coffin, fourteen little crosses were aligned horizontally. The coffin
and the
corpse signified that all my activities would be centralised from the
cemetery.
The bird perched on the cross indicated that it was from the cemetery
that we
were to fly away to the invisible world. The book contained a series of
sixteen
prayers, which I would need for my activities: to
go to the cemetery, to invoke the invisible world, to speak with the
dead, to be successful in matters of love, to produce miracles, make
money,
etc.
I
had to memorize these prayers within
three months. The next morning at 6:30am, I went to the priest to give
my
report. During our conversation, he told me that each time I read a
sentence of
these prayers, the inhabitants of the invisible world were alerted. I
told him
that in this case, I was going to torment them constantly. He assured
me that
the invisible world would not hold it against me, because they knew
that I was
in the learning process. Three months went by, to my great
satisfaction, because
I had memorized and mastered each one of those prayers. The day arrived
when I
had to confirm all of my knowledge at the cemetery. I told my initiator
that I
was ready. He decided that we would go to the cemetery to prove to
bombard that
I had learned my prayers well. During the preparation of our visit, the
priest
told me that, this time, I was to pronounce the invocations.
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My new visit to the cemetery
Having
arrived at the cemetery, the
priest let me speak. I pronounced the invocation twelve times, but
without
results. At the thirteenth time, I heard an earthquake and the strong
wind
blowing. Then our speaker ended up answering us: "Bakajika, why are you
bothering me?" I answered him that I had come to show him that I had
mastered the prayers well. He then asked me to recite all of them to
him, from
the first to the last. When I finished, he congratulated me, but
formally
forbade me to show the book to anyone who was not one of us. Because
anyone who
simply looked at the book had to die. He authorized me to invoke or to
visit
the cemetery at my own will, and to ask for anything I wanted, as the
prayers
indicated. He then gave me the matchbox-sized apparatus, to enter into
direct
communication with them, any time. This apparatus came into my hand by
means
unknown to me. Then he added, "Before I give you the authorization to
use
the prayers, you must be baptised." Therefore, I left the place we were
kneeling, and I went farther into the cemetery. There I noticed an old
bottle
of Johnny Walker whisky filled with water. Bombard commanded me to wash
my
entire body with this water. I did it and noticed that the water never
diminished in the bottle.
That
day, I returned home bursting
with joy at the perspective of seeing my future wide open. That same
day, in my
room, I attempted to ask for money, for it was my first and foremost
desire. I
therefore used one of the prayers to ask for 5,000 Zaires. This amount
arrived
in my "postal box" around midnight. I was in bed when the sound of
the package falling in my room made me jump. I looked inside the
package: it
contained a few stacks of bills. I hurried to verify its contents.
There were
effectively 5,000 Zaires, which was a fortune at the time. The
world was
opening before me! This money was dissipated in drinking and
in chasing
girls, etc. When it was spent, I again asked the invisible world for
more
money, which was given to me on the spot. Thanks to it I established a
privileged position for myself among my schoolmates and friends. All I
needed
was to make a little prayer in order for my pockets to be filled with
bills. My
fortune grew in such a way that at the age of 16, I was able to buy my
first
Ford car. I was in permanent contact with
the invisible world, either from the cemetery, or by prayers of
invocation, or
by the special phone I had. My activities grew in intensity, and those
around
me were in astonishment.
Until
then, no special danger had
manifested itself. The priest gave me encouraging advice and said
nothing more,
except to remain very discrete. I had become a regular visitor to the
cemetery,
and I could now go there alone, without any more fear. I could invoke
anyone
buried there and converse with them on any subject of my choice. I even
ignored
that I had already acquired great power, which made me invulnerable to
witchdoctors and witchcraft.
This
privileged position had provoked
hatred within my family circle. Those who had caused my brother’s death
looked
unfavourably on me. They looked for a way to get to me in order to hurt
me, but
in vain. They plotted with a great witch doctor from Kananga, known for
his
power to provoke supernatural lightning, in an attempt to annihilate my
power.
He
called me, and I answered his
call. When I entered his house, he gave me a clay pot, in which he had
prepared
his mixture. He said that he loved me, and that he wanted to give me a
protection against all occult power. He invited me to get on the pot,
which in
principle had power to transport me and move me around, while stripping
me of
my power.
When
I stood on the pot, it broke. He
became violently angry and expelled me from his home. His name was
Lukinu,
which means hatred in our language. Several sorcerers and witchdoctors
invited
me each in turn, only to see their power destroyed. Before leaving my
father’s
house, my family and I were attacked by lightning sent by Lukinu in
order to
kill us. This attempt failed because I was present in the house that
evening.
In
1976, the priest informed me of the
expiration of his term in Zaire. He said he did not want to abandon me
along
the way, in his own words. Therefore, we now had to make a giant step
so as to
reach the final goal. I thought I had reached the pinnacle of my
powers, and I
was surprised to find out I still had things to learn. I made an
appointment
with him to go to the cemetery at midnight.
When
we left his house at midnight,
the priest took along a small rectangular carpet. Arriving at the
cemetery, he
invoked the first dead person buried there, inviting him to do his job,
for we
were going to travel. After another invocation, he made a sign to me
and asked
me to sit with him on the carpet. Immediately, we were split. Our
bodies
remained at the cemetery, guarded under the care of the first buried
person,
and in spirit we went to the invisible world. We found ourselves in a
very
beautiful world that I had never seen before, in a very beautiful city.
We
travelled through wide, well-marked out and embellished avenues. There
were
large buildings, with very refined decorations. We took the street of
the
cemetery, and at number 102 found ourselves at the headquarters of the
general
direction of magic. We were received with pomp.
On
the threshold of the building, I
was surprised to see a large portrait of my photograph displayed on the
wall of
the waiting room. Since I desired to know more, the priest told me the
photo
had been taken during our first visit to the cemetery. A moment later,
we were
ushered into an office where we found those to whom we had spoken at
the
cemetery. There were three individuals who were called respectively:
Boss
bombard, responsible for the administration of all the external
relations, boss
madrac, who was a warrior and a judge, and whom one invoked in
difficult
situations, and who had the power to indispose, to give illnesses, to
paralyse
or kill, according to the situation at hand; and Miss marie-jeanne
brignet, a
woman originally from India, in charge of finances. I became acquainted
with
them, as well as with the first person buried at the cemetery where I
made my
visits. He served as a sort of customs officer, in order to facilitate
our
access to the invisible world.
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Those who frequent the invisible world
After
meeting these people, I was
introduced to other terrestrial beings who had relations with the
invisible
world, especially those in Zaire. Invited to the great hall, I found
many
historical personalities studied at school: Scholars, scientists,
inventors,
great businessmen, politicians, and, finally, members of the Catholic
clergy,
cardinals, priests, etc. The day’s session was organized so as to
officially
introduce me to the invisible world. I saw Pope Paul VI make his
entrance. He
was the one who directed the ceremonies. It goes without saying that
the Pope
was the representative of all the living people who frequented the
invisible
world, and he held the supreme power. The Pope was still alive at the
time. He
made a long speech, after which I was baptised master to the third
degree,
sixteenth power. The ceremony ended with a reception and a toast, but
the
"wine" was human blood.
20- Certain aspects of this occult world
There
was neither day nor night in
this world, but there was an ambient atmosphere. After this first
contact, the
priest, with the authorization of bombard, took me to visit this world
with
another individual. I made a sightseeing tour, sneaking here and there,
in the
midst of all of these sumptuous buildings and edifices. We stopped in
front of
a high fence, hermetically closed. Someone came to open, and asked us
to remain
on the threshold. Inside,
people carried heavy burdens; some were suspended by a foot,
upside down; others were being tortured, etc. Curious, I asked what
this was
about. I was told these were people who had committed suicide on earth,
and who
had to endure punishment, because they had no right to take their own
life.
Farther
ahead, this individual drew my
attention to a place which had the form of a lost well, so large and
deep that
I was unable to determine its breadth or dimensions. He told me that this
was
Hell, but it wasn’t open, for the time had not yet come. Since the time
to
return to earth was drawing near, we came back to bombard to say
goodbye. He
asked me if I was hungry. I was filled with the discovery of this new
world. He
gave me a biscuit, small and round, which I savoured. Once eaten, this
biscuit
appeases the appetite for three days.
Having
accomplished all the
formalities, we returned to earth. I was surprised to find it was
midnight when
we arrived at the cemetery. In this invisible world, there are no hours
like on
earth. It seemed to me that I had spent about 30 minutes in this world.
But in
fact, we stayed there for three days. During our absence, spirits (demons) had
donned our bodies and attended all our usual activities on earth.
We
had the custom to gather together in the invisible world for every
Catholic
holiday throughout the year, and upon convocation for every
extraordinary
session.
We
had to respect certain prohibitions,
among which: not to wash naked,
not to go to the cemetery
during a funeral, not to shake hands with someone in the morning, etc.
Each
month I had to sacrifice white roosters and pigeons... With the help of
my
magic carpet, I could travel all over the earth without any
administrative
formalities, and thus I was able to travel around the world.
My
parents did not understand my activities.
One day, my father accused me of being a thief, but I told to him that
it was
not the case. I promised to buy him a car in the days ahead. At these
words, he
took me for an adventurer, and disbelieved what I said. Bombard asked
me to buy
a piece of land and to leave my father’s home. The site chosen for me
was
located in the neighbourhood of the hospital of Kananga, not far from
the
city’s cemetery, where the cemetery for premature babies was once. This
place
was ideal for me to easily contact the invisible world or to visit the
cemetery
without hindrance. This land was located at N°35 N’Sele Street. At the
same
time, I gave money to my little brother so that he could also buy a
piece of
land for himself. This was done in the Kamay neighbourhood at Kananga.
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The sorcerer’s attacks continue
Since
we lived in a traditional
society, the attacks from the sorcerers continued. They did all they
could to
destabilize me. They even sought to take my life, but in vain. I was in
a very
high position compared to them. Unable to do anything against me, they
went
into the invisible world to accuse me. I was not informed of their
scheme. But,
one day, I received a message inviting me to go into the invisible
world at
midnight. Quickly I went to alert the priest who decided to accompany
me. It
was midnight when we returned to the invisible world. There, I was
asked to
wait for my accusers to appear before Judge madrac. I was surprised,
but the
priest, my faithful companion, reassured me. A moment later, I saw nine
people
file in, all members of my family and with whom I was perfectly
acquainted.
They sat not far from us.
The
judge asked us to go to the witness
box. The first question was to determine whether we knew each other.
The
procedure was the same as on earth. Once this was done, they were asked
what
they were accusing me of. They answered that they feared I would harm
them in
the long run, given the position I held in relation to them. They had
therefore
wanted to move first in order to eliminate me. The session ended with
their
condemnation. Each one of them was given a token on which a date
corresponding
to the date of the death of its holder was inscribed. They returned to
earth
confounded. Once back on earth, I noticed a change of attitude on each
sorcerer’s
face. In order to know more, I attempted to visit one of them, who was
a
paternal uncle. He kicked me out like a dog.
Those
familiar with him did not
understand, since before we were on good terms. This scene repeated
itself
everywhere I went to visit these notorious sorcerers. They, and I, knew
very
well what it was all about, while the neighbours asked themselves what
was
going on. The sorcerer’s reaction was terrible. They sent me magical
snakes, or
dogs to bite me, but they failed miserably. One day, at 1pm, I was
resting in
my room. I was still living with my parents. I heard an unusual noise
against
the partition wall. I barely had the time to get up from bed, when I
saw a
black snake, measuring three meters long (it was measured after being
killed),
with a diameter of about eight centimetres, getting ready to bite me. I
wanted
to escape, but the snake lunged to block my way. I invoked the
invisible world
to distract the snake. This done, I left to alert my little brother so
he could
come kill the snake.
When
my brother approached, the snake
stood guard just at the entrance of the house, ready to attack anyone
who would
dare enter in. My little brother first tried to throw stones at him,
but his
slingshot broke. At that point, the snake wanted to flee, but I
prevented it by
the means of incessant incantations. Suddenly, one of the parishioners,
named
Buabua, arrived as if he had been called, his with his slingshot in his
hand.
He succeeded in slaying this beast. This manoeuvre repeated itself
several times,
because it was a counter-attack from the sorcerers, who sought either
to rob me
of my neck chain or to eliminate me. But they failed utterly. After the
snakes,
they tried to attack me with a dog, but this attempt again was a
fiasco. They
are all dead at this very day.
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The role of dogs, boas and pigeons
On
the property of important
businessmen, one notices a small farmyard where one can always be sure
to find
a dog. We also had to raise a dog that was not bought on an earthly
market, but
in the invisible world. Once this dog was on our property, it barked
only
against sorcerers and petty magicians, and prevented them from entering
in. In
the absence of the owner, this dog registered each day every visit, the
name of
the visitor and the purpose of the visit. When its owner returned, the
dog
communicated all of this information to him, using all of the motions
common to
dogs welcoming their masters. It is at this moment that the dog gave
its report
to its master, to inform him of everything that had taken place during
the
master’s absence. For the circumstance, I too obtained a dog in the
invisible
world.
I
could also, when arriving at
someone’s property, question either a tree, a hen, or even the person’s
dog, in
order to find out everything that took place there.
The boa and the pigeon
play a very big role in the business world. If we needed several
millions, we
would buy a pigeon. After saying a prayer at midnight, we released the
pigeon
to a specific bank and it would bring the money back to us within five
minutes.
The pigeon was preferable to the boa for its speed. But if we needed
billions,
this time we sent a boa who, around 3am, would bring the money and go
vomit it
in a special room called the "sanctuary". As for the pigeon, it also
served as a messenger between sorcerers.
At
that time, I had to marry by orders
of the invisible world. In my house stood a big wardrobe, which
contained
millions of zaires. In order not to be tormented by my wife, I gave her
a
cabinet drawer where she could draw as much money as she wanted,
without even
asking me. Even if she had emptied everything out by evening, the next
morning
the drawer was still full. 1John 2:15-16 says, "Do not love the world or
the things in the world. If anyone loves the world, the love of the
Father is
not in him. For all that is in the world - the lust of the flesh, the
lust of
the eyes, and the pride of life - is not of the Father but of the world." And yet, there are even children
of God who are tempted to envy sinners who live grand life, believing
themselves to be punished by God. But, what we need, is to rejoice in
what God
gives us, for He knows the useful measure of what we need each day.
After
this, I was told to go to the
car dealer at Kananga, once facing the Central Station, and called
Africautozaire. I was to collect the car I had asked from the invisible
world
some times before. I made an appointment with my nephew to accompany
me. That
day, a Tuesday morning, I reminded my father that the moment had come
for me to
offer him the promised car. He did not accept my offer, and neither did
my
nephew. But we went to the place nevertheless. When we arrived, my
nephew was
very surprised of the warm welcome received: "Boss, you’re already
here!
Your car is ready, do you want a chauffeur?" I told them that I would
drive it myself. Yet I had never driven a single car in my life. I went
behind
the steering wheel, and invoked the invisible world in order to receive
the
ability to drive. This done, I invited my nephew on board, and we left.
At
home, my father was stupefied... In my neighbourhood, everyone knew
that it was
my father who had ordered this car, for he was a well-known merchant.
As for
me, I was a businessman and a student.
Since
we lacked fraternal love, we
made even the least fortunate suffer. To do this, we went into
jewellery stores
to copy some of the models on display, and we would order these same
models in
the invisible world. During the night, we would replace the jeweller’s
models
with ours. In the morning, these jewels from the invisible world would
become
suddenly much more attractive than the originals. Anyone who bought these jewels
and brought them home would attract all manner of problems to
themselves,
without knowing the reason why. The following night, I would move in
the spirit
to look for my jewels. In all the houses where they were, they emitted
a light
similar to that of a flashing light. I would then let myself into the
houses
where these jewels were, to observe the lifestyles of the inhabitants,
and then
cast an evil spell on them. Then illnesses would arise in these
particular
homes; there would be accidents, or problems, which necessitated
expenses that
we profited from.
Wearing
jewellery is dangerous for
God's children.
The Bible clearly says, "9I
also want women to dress modestly, with decency and propriety, not
with braided hair or gold or pearls or expensive clothes, 10but
with good deeds, appropriate for women who profess to worship God."
1Timothy 2:9-10. And in 1Peter 3:3-4 it also written: "3Your
beauty should not come from outward adornment,
such as braided hair and the wearing of gold jewellery and fine
clothes. 4Instead,
it should be that of your inner self, the unfading beauty of a gentle
and quiet
spirit, which is of great worth in God's sight."
I
wore special glasses, which played a
big role in my life. When I wore them, I could unmask any occult power.
If
someone wore fetishes or talismans, or practised witchcraft, I could
detect it
by looking through these glasses. I could then destroy all these
talismans and
fetishes without their possessor realizing it. It was only later, while
trying
to invoke them that he will realize that they no longer respond. I
could do
these things, because I detained a higher power above all ordinary
magic and
sorcery. Sorcery was just a minor power to which I did not pay much
attention,
because for me, it represented nothing. My power was at a level where
small
magicians could not attain.
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My ecclesiastical activities
All
the while I prospered in my
business activities, I maintained good relations with the Catholic
clergy, as
well as with all the parishioners. Although I was young, I was
successively
elected president of youth crossroads at saint bruno parish, president
of the
junior presidium of the legion of mary, then co-founder of the junior
holy
family curia, where I held the functions of treasurer, secretary, and
vice-president. Each time there was an opening to these positions, I
would
submit my candidature and be elected by the majority of the votes,
because no
obstacle could stand in my way. My visits to the invisible world had
become
very frequent, to the point where all those under my administration
became
aware of it, and I captivated their spirit in order to prevent them
from
opposing me. One day, when I made an end-of-the- year trip to the
invisible
world, bombard informed me that I had been chosen to lead the parish of
Saint
Bruno.
I
thought there would be a problem,
for there was already a president. Seeing my thoughts, bombard told me
that
there would be problems within the directing committee of my parish and
that,
unbeknownst to me, the committee members would submit and support my
candidature, massively voting for me, to everyone’s great satisfaction.
These
problems of the directing committee were to be caused by the invisible
world
itself, so as to allow me to graduate to the level of manipulating
human
spirits, that is, to lead them into believing and practising whatever I
would
command them. It must be noted here that my
presidency has remained in
everyone’s memory, because of the activities I initiated and the
success I
achieved. I was still in the invisible world when Bombard’s word came
true.
A
few days after my return, I
discovered that I had been elected president of the parish committee. It
should be noted that the same thing is done to appoint bishops and
cardinals,
and to elect the Pope. Everything is already arranged in advance in the
invisible world, and the living merely affirm the choice.
I celebrated
the ordinary mass, as well as the circumstantial ones and even the ones
for the
dead. The parish experienced a considerable upswing during my
presidency. The
soccer team I had organized was invincible, because it was I who
decided the
outcome of the games in advance, and imposed the score I wanted.
Because of
this, the young people called me mvidi mukulu, which means, "god".
During
a meeting in the invisible
world, I asked bombard to show me Jesus Christ. When I uttered this
name, everyone
knelt down and I was puzzled, not understanding what was going on.
After five
minutes, they got up, and bombard formally forbade me to mention this
name
again, saying that here, they called him "Old Papa". Since I insisted
on seeing him, bombard answered me that he lived very far away, but
that I
needed to know that he had placed them in the invisible world to serve
the
living. Several days later, he took me to a garden in the invisible
world,
where he showed me a crucified man, whose blood still flowed fresh. He
told me
this is the man I was looking for. Unfortunately, it was a lie. I later
discovered that this man on the cross was a great demon, the one that
catholics
represent in their images and idols...
In
my desire to know everything, I
asked bombard again to show me the general director who presided all
the
activities of the general direction. A rendezvous was made for the
Wednesday of
the following week. Around midnight, I went into the invisible world.
We were
suddenly surprised by a very strong earthquake, and fell to our knees.
The one
who presented himself had a much greater stature than bombard. Having
arrived
to the place where we knelt, he stood before me and asked me why I was
looking
for him. I lifted my head to look at him, and I saw that he had three
heads.
Each head spoke in turn. I answered him that I first wanted to know
him, and
then I told him I wanted to be a multi-billionaire on earth. He
answered that
first I had to be thankful for what he had already given me, and that
at the
age of thirty he would give me the riches I asked for. In closing, he
asked me
to offer him in sacrifice a goat who could no longer give birth, which
I did.
In reality, this general director of the invisible world had a name: he
was
commonly known as the general founder felix. He certainly is the
founder,
because the invisible world belongs to him completely. But in reality,
he is
satan, who disguises himself under several different forms.
I
have described to you earlier what
the sorcerers had wanted to do in my life. And, during all of my
activities, I
never lost sight of this. One day, in 1981, I went into the invisible
world to
ask for information that might be useful for me concerning the
sorcerers, the
devil, and God. When I questioned bombard, he first spoke to me about
God. He
told me that God had placed them here to serve the living, but that one
could
not enter into direct contact with Him except through the general
director, who
lived a little bit farther than where we were. It was the general
director who,
on my insistence, bombard had presented me to: a being who held great
authority, and who had three heads. It was him who was, according to
bombard,
the representative of God. But no one could approach this creator God,
who was
called "Old Papa" in the invisible world. Once the sorcerers matter
was mentioned, he talked to me about it for a whole night. Here is a
brief summary
of the information he gave me:
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The transmission of evil powers
The
detainer of an evil power
transmits it in successive stages. First, he studies the person to whom
he
wants to transmit it, by identifying the person’s family members to be
sacrificed and on whom an evil spell should be cast. After having prepared the way, he
gives to his victim a diabolical seed, which planted in the victim’s
heart,
will cause him to never divulge a secret, even at the price of a
sacrifice.
This also allows him to be in permanent contact with the other
sorcerers, and
to become obstinate so as to pursue this road and go all the way. As
this seed
develops, the newly indoctrinated begin to see the sorcerer’s world.
But he can
only go there if he receives his own means of transportation, which can
be
either a ball-point or a penholder, a reed or the leaf of any tree.
Little
by little, he begins to
familiarize himself with the members of his assembly, as well as with
the
existing power hierarchy. Until then, he is a novice. He cannot
accomplish any
act nor cast any evil spell unless he is completely initiated. In the
first
weeks, the newly initiated participate naked in the assemblies, while
those of
rank wear costumes made of tree leaves. To complete his initiation, the
new
disciple must sign a pact with the sovereign master: satan. But it is
only
after the pact that he will realize that he he is committed to serving
satan.
Since he is bound by this pact, he can no longer withdraw, under the
threat of
being executed. But he is promised to receive infinite riches, as well
as to
have his own private aeroplane. On the day of the initiation, a
beautiful cow
is sacrificed. Remember that starting from 6pm, each sorcerer makes
contact
with his world and his colleagues. At the hour appointed by satan, the
new
disciple must pass before all of his chiefs in the hierarchy, so that
he may
become well-known.
Before
them is placed a large stew pot
containing the sacrificed cow’s meat. The novice must advance to the
pot to
find out what has been cooked, and take his portion. At first glance,
he will
notice that it contains human flesh. Normally, he will not have enough
courage
to take some. Under the order of the elders, he will help himself.
Behind the
pot stands satan, ready to receive the oath, but the novice does not
see him
yet. At the moment he takes his portion and eats it in front of
everyone, he is
encouraged by the applause of the audience. That is when he signs a
pact of
fidelity and obedience to every order and to every assignment that will
be
entrusted to him, and
undertakes to strictly keep the secret of sorcery to himself.
It is after having eaten that he becomes aware of the presence of satan
behind
the pot. When he returns to the altar, the elders ask him to
consolidate his
pact by promising to sacrifice someone dear to him, in compensation of
what he
has just eaten. The newly initiated one finds himself obligated to give
the
name of this person and the time needed to reach him. After these
engagements,
he receives the plane promised by the elders, and he can travel
wherever he
wishes aboard his own machine, and he can also cast evil spells.
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A sorcerer can proceed to kill a person in different ways
By
accident, through disease, etc.
When he wants to kill a victim, he moves the heart of this person. The
victim
then manifests every sign of death, while still alive. The person can
hear all
of the mourners around him, but can neither move nor do anything,
because his
heart is not in its place. He realizes that he is being prepared for
burial,
and he is conscious of everything being done to his body until he is
placed in
his tomb. At 6pm, the elders call the one who has just sacrificed a
person,
with the intent of hardening his heart through a particular ceremony.
At that
moment, the sorcerer loses all desire to weep, and rejoices with his
colleagues
to have been able to make a new victim. At the same time, the sorcerers
come,
in an occult manner, to unearth the body of the victim to take him into
the
invisible world. There, this person passes before judgement, before
being
transformed into an animal, a cow, a goat, etc., to be prepared to be
eaten.
When
the sorcerers meet, on that given
day every ordinary sorcerer is expected to provide a soul to be
sacrificed,
while every general secretary or his assistant is expected to sacrifice
five
souls. Furthermore, each general secretary is expected to sacrifice
five
hundred people in the month of June of each year, and five hundred
people in
the month of December! These numbers may seem exaggerated to some, but
they are
true. Each accident which involves hundreds of people across the world
are
caused by these great magicians. They always appear as dirty, ugly, and
contemptible,
and stand at crossroads and bus stops to provoke people by dirtying
them. Those
who get angry at
them or insult them are marked, and the sorcerer will cause an accident of the bus or
taxi which these people have taken, in order to cause their death.
Therefore,
it is dangerous to insult or to get angry at
a stranger. The sorcerer
knows very well that when one is angry, or when one makes fun of a
person, one
is in a state of sin and separated from God. He thereby takes advantage
of this
situation to accomplish his task.
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Other evil acts of sorcerers
In
the neighbourhood where a general
secretary lives, people do not progress. Young women never find a
husband, and
have children out of wedlock. Or else, if some do marry, they will
divorce
after having had several children and then return to their parent’s
home. Young
men also, despite their diplomas, never find jobs. Sorcerers give them
babies'
brains, and these young people spend their days playing cards,
checkers,
discussing sports, etc. Sorcerers also transmit epidemics by enclosing
in
occult ways the brain of their victims inside of fruits: mangoes,
avocados,
etc. They can even put on sale, on the markets of the world, human
flesh under
the guise of cow meat, for example.
One
then find customers lining up by
the dozen to buy such meat, because everything which comes from the
invisible
world is very attractive. But when it comes to preparing such meat, it
will be
tasteless, and foam during cooking. This does not mean that one can no
longer eat
certain fruits or foods, but we must do what the Bible says: everything
must be
taken with thanksgiving. "4For every creature of God is good, and
nothing is to be refused if it is received with thanksgiving; 5for it is sanctified by the word of God and prayer"
(1Timothy 4:4-5). For all of this, there is a way out, namely Jesus
Christ!
Only He can deliver us from such servitude.
Already
accustomed to be around
spirits, even the most powerful ones, I never ceased to ask what was
their
origin and who they served. It was revealed to me that they were
servants of
lucifer. I thus sought an opportunity to meet him, but in vain. After
having
become acquainted with the sorcery organisation, and always in my
desire to
know more, I asked bombard to do everything to put me in contact with
the
"devil". When I pronounced the word "devil", bombard became
angry against me and asked me why I called him this way. He continued
to tell
me that all of us were at his service. What a big surprise this was for
me! He
went on, saying that the word "devil" was a derogatory name used by
the inhabitants of the earth, and that I needed to know, starting from
that
day, that he was called "somodieu of the two hearts." Happy from this
terrifying discovery, I then asked bombard to put me in contact with
him. He
answered that he was too busy, and that it was practically impossible
to meet
him.
However, it was possible to try to contact his personal secretary and bodyguard, to find out if he could do something. Bombard thus gave me a prayer to invoke nabam, satan’s bodyguard. He told me that nabam was very dangerous for the living, which meant that I was to be very careful and watch that he would not touch me when he would appear, otherwise I would die on the spot. The invocation ceremony was to take place at midnight. I had to make a whole preparation of which I will not give the details, among other things, of the holy water that is found in catholic churches. I had to draw a circle on the floor with lime, one for myself, and one for nabam, and I had to be alone in the house, for nabam would have taken with him the soul of anyone in the house at that time.
I
sent my wife and all those who were
with us away for the weekend. They were happy because of all the money
and
gifts I gave them to offer to the relatives they were visiting. With
the
diabolical courage that animated me, I attempted the act. I respected
all the
rules of the invocation, and nabam appeared to me in the midst of a
tumultuous
wind. I gave him some holy water to drink. Then he asked me this
question:
"Why did you call me?" I told him that I needed to meet satan. He
formally forbade me to call him satan, but rather somodieu of the two
hearts.
He praised his power and offered me some jewels: a chain
necklace, a ring,
etc. that would give me success in my enterprises under the
condition that
I never wear them in the churches where one prayed to the creator God.
I
refused his offer, because the chain necklace I already possessed could
be used
without any conditions attached, and I insisted to see satan.
I
wanted to go quickly to save time
and to discover other things. He then made an appointment for me two
days later
and sent me, by correspondence, the adequate invocation prayer. On the
day of
the meeting, at midnight, I invoked the sovereign master. In the room
where I
stood, called "sanctuary", I heard a very strong earthquake,
accompanied by a very violent wind, so violent that I thought the trees
outside
had been broken. Suddenly, I saw a lizard appear before me which, as
the wind
blew, grew bigger and bigger in the matter of seconds. When it reached
the size
of a crocodile, it took on a human form, but its whole body was covered
with
emerald-coloured scales, except for its hands and head. He had the
appearance
of a young man in his thirties.
He
spoke first, asking me why I had
called him. I told him that I desired to be counted among the
billionaires of
this world, and that I also wanted to meet him. He pretended to scratch
himself
and pulled from one of his scales a long list of human names, separated
by a
red line. He showed me this list, and I was surprised to see written
there the names
of all my family members, the living on one side, and the dead on the
other.
He asked me to choose among the living five persons that I was to
sacrifice to
him in order to obtain on the spot the riches I had asked for. For a
few
seconds, I remained confounded, and then I asked him to give me some
time to
think about it, telling him that I would call him again to inform him
of my
decision. After a moment of hesitation, he told me that he lived under
the Red
Sea. In the twinkling of an eye, he said goodbye and disappeared. I had
hesitated, because since I was in business, I had never been asked to
make a
human sacrifice.
From
that day onward, I no longer invoked
lucifer in this way, but I went to visit him in his home. We set a day,
and
went to the Red Sea to meet him. Standing on the bank, the Saudi
Arabian side,
we pronounced the invocation. An opening was made along the water and
we
entered through it. We were greeted by nabam inside a building that was
decorated
with the most exquisite taste. Then the great master came to welcome
us. The
first question he asked me was whether I had brought the five persons
asked
for. I apologized and he agreed. But he is not in the habit of
accepting an
excuse from just anybody and for just any reason. He then revealed to
me that
he had already directed the world three times, in the form of popes,
during the
first and third crusades, and during the hundred-year-war. It was
lucifer who was
incarnated in these popes.
I
also learned that the general
founder that I had seen with three heads was always him, disguised in
another
form. Furthermore, the Jesus represented on the cross by the great
Babylon is
none other but lucifer himself, master of the diabolical trinity,
having the
emblem of three heads. He told me that he was doing everything to bring
me
closer to him, because he loved me a lot. He allowed me to attend his
meetings,
and to help others in their gruesome missions: killing people by the
thousands;
causing accidents; destroying the churches where there was the
beginning of a
revival, by sending evil spirits to discourage the faithful, or by
sending
spirits of immorality, an efficient weapon to annihilate every true
spiritual
power. How many plundering and massacres have been accomplished by us!
How many
Christian groups and churches dispersed!
I was
running madly toward the abyss.
I then knew that my final fate was Hell, but lucifer told us that we
would get
used to it. Lucifer would come and visit me at home during the day, in
plain
sight, but no one realized that he was the prince of this world. People
believed that he was one of my fellow diamond dealers. We would go out
together
to woo women, and the fate that awaited them was death, after much
suffering
and curses in their life. Many prostitutes, male or female, have thus
had
sexual relations with an evil spirit, or with a great magician, who, on
the
outside, looked like decent people. Lucifer is determined to make many
people
sin in order to separate them from God’s face and to enlarge his own
ranks.
That is why today there are many more people who have evil spirits
within them,
compared to the previous eras, because lucifer has unleashed all his
power to
seduce the world to a maximum, by using notably the desire for luxury,
the
search for beautiful clothing, and the lust for glory.
Through
all his disguises, lucifer
equally seduces people by superstition and the art of interpreting
signs. He is
also at the origin of idols (statues, medals, holy images...), amulets,
ropes,
rings, and red fabrics that must be worn on the hips, in certain
diabolical churches,
which yet brandish the Bible. Some churches use symbols, for example
the sign
"S", which is supposed to represent the word "salvation".
Others do it in a more complicated manner, by entwining the "S" with
a cross, or by using the sign of the swastika. Some shake hands in the
form of
a cross, others wear compulsory white clothing, etc. Others choose days
to do
or not to do certain things: not to travel, marry, sow, bathe, cut
their hair
or nails, etc. In these churches of the devil you will find thousands
of adepts
ready to sacrifice everything in order to defend the interests of their
group.
Divination,
astrology, yoga,
rosicrucianism, mahigari, psychoanalysis, telepathy, have a direct
relationship
with magic. To accomplish supernatural things and miracles, and because
of the
ambition and avidity of men, the devil hides today behind Research and
Science.
There also exists a whole body of literature inspired by the devil.
Reading any
of these works leads directly to demonic possession. Some of the titles
are: "The five
books of John", "Rational theology", "The book of
wisdom", "The magic forces within us", "Letters from
heaven", etc.
"Then
one of the seven angels who had the seven bowls came and talked with
me, saying
to me: Come, I will show you the judgment of the great harlot who sits
on many
waters, with whom the kings of the earth committed fornication, and the
inhabitants of the earth were made drunk with the wine of her
fornication. So
he carried me away in the spirit into the wilderness. And I saw a woman
sitting
on a scarlet beast which was full of names of blasphemy, having seven
heads and
ten horns. The woman was arrayed in purple and scarlet, and adorned
with gold
and precious stones and pearls, having in her hand a golden cup full of
the
abominations and the filthiness of her fornication. And on her forehead
a name
was written: Mystery,
Babylon the great, the mother of harlots and of the abominations of the
earth.
And I saw the woman, drunk with the blood of the saints and with the
blood of
the martyrs of Jesus. And when I saw her, I marvelled with great
amazement...
And the woman whom you saw is that great city which reigns over the
kings of
the earth."
Revelation 17:1-6, 18.
In
the light of this chapter, the
prostitute, Babylon the great, is a city which exerts its control and
its power
over the kings of the earth, being seated on many waters. Which city
does this
refer to? Washington, D.C.? No, for despite its power, it does not
dominate
over every country of the world. Neither is it Moscow. But it refers to
a city
which, although having a small surface area, extends its domination
over all
the nations. This
city is Rome, or more exactly, the Vatican! Whatever the people or
the nation, the Vatican has plunged its roots into it. All of these
peoples and
nations are the many waters (v.1) on which the prostitute sits (v. 18). This prostitute is arrayed in purple
and scarlet, which are the colours of the Catholic clergy’s outfits. It
must be
known that the Vatican possesses the world’s most important stockpile
of
precious stones. The Roman Catholic church is the only religious
institution in
the world to have introduced worship by means of cups (v.4). This
represents
the impurities of its prostitution.
Indeed,
the roman church has profaned
the Word of God by adding to it things, which were not part of it
(censers,
candles, rosaries, idols, holy water, ashes, worship of the dead...)
(Revelation 22:18), and by cutting from it that which is beneficial
(1Corinthians 12:4-11; Ephesians 4:11). Furthermore, catholic
dignitaries cover
their heads during prayer, which is contrary to 1Corinthians 11:4. The
cult of
the dead is forbidden by God, and by practising it one falls directly
into
rebellion. The requiem masses cannot in any way save a soul (Mark
12:27, Psalms
49:7-9). It is high time you came out of its midst
and earnestly sought
after salvation! (2Corinthians 6:17-18).
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The role of catholic "saints"
All
the names of the saints in the catholic
directory, with which Rome deceives the whole world, are dead people
who are
venerated by Catholics. Most of them were magicians or Rosicrucians who
served
the devil in their lifetime. The bodies of these so-called saints are
recovered
after their death by occult means. These bodies are then mummified,
just like
those of the popes, and kept in the vaults of saint peter’s basilica.
When a
new parish is opened somewhere, all of these spirits meet in the
invisible
world and draw lots to know which saint will be assigned to it. Once a
name has
been chosen, lucifer orders the pope to take a piece of the body of
this so-called
saint. The part is then prepared by being enclosed in a white-coloured
stone,
which will be placed in the altar of the new church.
From
now on it is that particular
demon who will patronize all the activities of the parish where he has
been
assigned. We are not unaware that a demon's mission is to harm man. He
will
strive to instil false doctrine into the adepts of this religion, and
incite
them to always multiply sin upon sin. This white-coloured stone is
normally
featured underneath the drapery covering the altar. Before celebrating
the
mass, every priest must kiss this stone. The purpose of this kiss is to
lead
the audience into believing, without contesting, everything that he
will tell
them, by means of the magical powers invested inside the stone. This
same stone
is used to communicate the priest’s wishes to the parish’s patron, that
is, the
dead person whose body part is enclosed inside the stone. It is this
spirit
which brings the parishioners’ spirits to submit to the will of the
invisible
world.
God
does not authorize us
to communicate with the dead, nor to worship them. When people are led
into
this idolatrous act, they are constantly profaning the name of the
Saviour.
Here is the Biblical truth
concerning this matter: "He
is not the God of the dead, but the God
of the living. You are therefore greatly mistaken."
(Mark
12:27). … It should be noted that throughout my ecclesiastical duties
at the
head of the saint bruno parish, I discovered that the mass itself is
nothing
else but an act of magic. I say this as a practising member.
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The succession of Pope Paul VI and the correction of the Bible
In
1978, we attended a big assembly in
the invisible world to elect a successor to Pope Paul VI. This was
done, and we
voted for John Paul I. During his enthronement, he received the mission
to
modify the Bible by removing the following passages: 1Corinthians
6:6-16,
2Corinthians 6:14-17, and the entire book of Revelation. Furthermore,
he was to
work to form unity with all the pagans, missionaries and pastors, and
with
Christians of all creeds, to better fight against the One they called
"The
Great One". It is this movement of unity, which is also called
"ecumenicism". Pope John-Paul I did not easily accept the correction
of the Bible. That is why lucifer judged him to be incompetent and
eliminated
him. The world had many pretexts to justify his death. His successor
John-Paul
II, having accepted the mission, was enthroned and invested with great
powers.
As
a reward for all the sinister
exploits I had accomplished, it had been granted to me to build an
entire city,
baptised city of paradise, in which I was to live and exert all my
activities.
This city was to include in particular a textile factory, a
supermarket, etc.
The years went by, and I hid my occult activities under diamonds
traffic. Then,
the invisible world communicated to me the date that had been chosen
for my
physical death, which was to take place in the year 2043, during the
month of
November, the day and hour yet to be determined.
In
1983, I decided, with the
permission of bombard, to leave the city of Kananga to settle
permanently in
the capital, Kinshasa. This was granted to me on November 6, 1983, and
I took
leave of my parents and my brothers. The same night, I took my magic
carpet and
my luggage, and, by means of the cemetery, I went to Kinshasa. I
arrived there
by the old cemetery of Binzadelveau. After a stay at the Okapi Hotel, I
lived
in Delveau for sixteen months before getting in touch with some
brothers and
acquaintances. While accomplishing my double ecclesiastical and magical
mission, I participated in the archbishop of Kinshasa’s jubilee on
September
22, 1984. My occult activities intensified, but I had neither rest nor
peace of
mind. Like all the others, I feared to receive an impossible mission,
whose
failure was always sanctioned by the death penalty.
All
those who were sentenced to death
were brought under the earth to be exterminated. That is when I decided
to go
there to take a look, with the permission of the supreme authorities.
In order
to do this, I had to meet with the "queen of the coast", who was to
give me access to this subterranean world. I therefore went to
Pointe-Noire, in
the People’s Republic of the Congo, to meet the queen of the Coast, on
the
shore of the Atlantic Ocean. This is where we entered the ocean,
visiting its
offices and its servants. One must mention here that the queen of the
coast
comes to our cities in a physical form to seduce womanizers and kidnap
them.
Those who will have sexual relations with her will find themselves
possessed,
and will be cursed during their entire life. The seductive fashions
which young
women wear today always come from the queen of the coast.
Underneath
the earth, I discovered
many more things. There were factories where people were busy creating
models
of beautiful cars or luxury appliances. When the models are ready, they
bring
them to earth to build them. There was also an electronics factory
where
televisions, radios and many other household appliances were made. I
saw large
research and study rooms where great scientists, like Einstein,
Archimedes, and
others, developed their inventions and formulas. I also visited a
building made
up of three chambers: the "dark
room", where victims
are executed; the "intermediate
room", where the victim is put into a
press to extract water from his body. The water obtained this way
transits
through lucifer and is sent to the pope, who has it put into flasks.
This is
what is called "water
blessed by the Pope". The victim’s body is
then transferred to the "drying
room", where it is
burned. The ashes will be added to those of Palm Sunday’s, and will be
used to
anoint the foreheads of the faithful on Ash Wednesday.
I
remained underneath the earth for
two weeks, to familiarize myself with this environment, then I regained
the
earth. I never left the company of lucifer. We would go out together,
in big
Mercedes, which were not really normal cars.
We would frequent
all the high class places of Kinshasa, such as Kimpwanza, Vis-A-Vis,
Hotel
Intercontinental, etc. There, we would seduce women, who were to die a
few
months later. At the entrance of bars, lucifer places naked goddesses
to put a
spell on those who come to drink.
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The unification of churches and worldwide political power
On
May 25, 1985, Pope John-Paul II
sent out an invitation to all the important people of the world,
including
those who call themselves evangelical but who work only for their own
interests. The place chosen for this meeting was Nairobi, Kenya, and
800,000
people came together on this occasion of the Pope’s visit. The work to
be done
had to do with the unification of the churches and the unification of
the
political world under the authority of the Pope. During one of the
meetings,
personally presided over by the Pope, on June 1st 1985, it was decided
to
delete from the Bible the portions of Scripture mentioned above. Soon
afterward, it was even decided to print a new Bible that would not
include
these portions, and which would be called "Jerusalem".
… The pope is in
the process of persuading all
the heads of state of the whole world to adopt a policy that is conform
to his
projects. Thanks to its riches, the Vatican will succeed in imposing
its will
over all the poor and over every country whose economy is in difficulty.
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The application of the mark of the beast will be done in two ways
The
first mark will be spiritual,
through the total
corruption of morals and the abandonment of the path of truth. This
corresponds
to 18 qualifiers that can be regrouped into three series of 6, forming
the
number 666, and that are enumerated in 2Timothy 3:2-4: "For
men will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, boasters,
proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents (6), unthankful, unholy,
unloving,
unforgiving, slanderers, without self-control (6), brutal, despisers of
good,
traitors, headstrong, haughty, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of
God" (6). The
other mark will be physical, either by a seal,
either by a
mark worn on the body (on the forehead or on the hand), and which will
allow
those who belong to the beast to be identified. If a child of God finds
himself
in one of these above-mentioned qualifiers, he must repent and pray
with all
his heart that God deliver him, because this spiritual mark will bring
upon him
the physical mark, from which one will not be able to escape, since the
spiritual mark is already present. The poor in spirit are the only
holders of
the Holy Spirit, without anything else (Matthew 5:3).
Towards
the end of 1984, I noticed
that if I asked for a certain amount of money, the invisible world
would send
me only the tenth of my request. This situation upset me, because I did
not
understand the reason why. That’s when I decided to return to Kananga,
to check
on the spot what was going on. But the opportunity to travel did not
present
itself. First of all, the carpet I used to travel on was taken away
from me,
and I did not have enough money with me. My special telephone
disappeared also,
and I had nothing left to communicate with except for my prayers and my
chain
necklace.
At
the beginning of August 1985, I
visited a cousin in the neighbourhood of Ngaba. His wife asked me to
accompany
her to a prayer meeting. I placed the cross of my chain necklace into
my mouth
to ask for bombard’s permission. He forbade me to go. I then made up an
excuse
and escaped, pretending to be in a hurry. But I promised to accompany
her
another time. A week later, I passed by again, and my cousin’s wife
renewed her
invitation. I refused once more, after having consulted bombard.
Passing
by there yet another time, she
insisted again. That day, bombard did not answer me when I called on
him. I
decided to go with her. It was 6:30pm when we arrived together at
Number 42
Kaziama Street, still in Ngaba. When we entered into the compound, we
found
some young people warming the drums and men and women waiting for the
meeting
to start while reading their Bibles silently.
Being
sorry to find myself in such an
environment, I reproached my cousin’s wife to have ridiculed me by
bringing me
into the midst of laymen. I remained near the entrance of the compound,
and I
began to spiritually probe the environment in which I found myself. But
I was
unable to get in contact with the invisible world in order to know
where I was.
At 5:00pm, everything started: hymns, intercessions... I obstinately
continued
to try to understand what exactly was going on, but in vain. While they
were
interceding, I stretched out my astral hand (the hand of my spiritual
body) to
block their prayers. I then felt a powerful fire burning me. All my
attempts
failed. Once the intercessions were over, a brother began to prophecy
and I was
directly targeted.
Here
is what this prophecy said: "Our brother who
is near the door is
loved by the Lord, He wants to put him at His service, but He is asking
him to
do one thing: that he turns to Him and give up all of his magical
practices. He
will lose all the goods he has acquired through magic, but the Lord
will walk
with him." He told me that I was carrying a briefcase with
holes,
which meant that I was going to lose everything I had acquired through
magic.
... You can imagine my surprise when I heard this youth give out the
details of
my life, while my own brothers and sisters here in Kinshasa did not
know who I
really was! I was thoroughly convinced of the truth of this prophecy,
but,
inside me, I doubted very much as to the prophecy’s orthodoxy. I became
irritated against this brother, and waited until nightfall to come and
sift him
as wheat.
After
the meeting, a servant of God
came to exhort me, but thanks to my occult powers I detected that he
was not
upright in the sight of God. So I made a prayer to distract him, and he
then
began to talk about insignificant things. That is
why God’s servants must
be holy and prepared each day. From that day, all
my clothing
disappeared, because they all came from the invisible world. The same
thing
happened to all my cassocks. The three suitcases full of money from
which I
supplied myself also disappeared. One after the other, my automobiles
broke
down... What a mess I got myself into! From now on, I had no more
contact with
the invisible world, although I still had my magical chain necklace, my
magic
powder and my prayer booklet.
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Jesus calls me to Himself
One
day at 4pm, I was alone, and busy
sketching the organization chart of the company I wanted to start with
help of
the invisible world, not knowing that things has taken a different
turn. I
heard a voice calling me, but I was unable to locate it. I thought it
was a
dream or a misunderstanding, and I continued my work. Later, around
2am, I
heard a voice calling me. I jumped, thinking it was bombard, and I went
to the
restroom in order to talk to him, but no one was there. This happened
twice in
a row, and I decided not to answer any more. This same voice was heard
thirty
minutes later. I listened to it attentively. It was not bombard’s
voice. The
voice asked me to abandon what was still left. I asked Him who He was,
and He
answered me: "I am your Lord Jesus
Christ... It is I, Jesus, who is calling you..."
It was for me something incredible... to talk with Jesus Christ! Where could I start? But it was an undeniable reality! It was a reality more profound than the occult world I knew. I had never heard anyone say that Jesus spoke to humans since He had gone to Heaven. That night I was tormented, trying to understand, but without success. I invoked bombard, but I could no longer enter into contact with him. I felt anguished, but it was dispelled in a way I knew not how. At my next meeting with my sister Thérèse, she gave me the address of the church in Bandal, at n°39 Kinkola Street. I went by to verify the information, and I found people in the midst of prayer, but I returned home. The next day, I went there, and the Word of God that was preached that day touched my heart. This word, preached by brother Beya Wetu, described the manner Elijah had arranged the altar and invoked the Lord to consume the sacrifice (1Kings 18:30-40).
I
persevered in prayer, and in October
1985, I received a letter from my little brother from Kananga, telling
me that
my parcel near the hospital had been confiscated by a would-be buyer,
and
inviting me to return to Kananga to solve the problem. I understood
that it was
still the first prophecy that was being accomplished. Then, it was my
magic
eyeglasses that disappeared; they were at brother Badibanga’s home that
day.
When he came to tell me that he had lost my glasses, I answered
nothing,
knowing of course what had happened. That same year, during a service
on
repentance that was held at Bandal, I thought it
useless to keep the
objects that remained, and with sincerity surrendered to a brother my
chain
necklace and my prayer booklet. And this was my breaking off with magic.
Several months later, my father wrote to me to tell me that my wife had
deserted our home, abandoning our children.
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A year of combat for my deliverance
I
found myself completely stripped of
everything, to begin my life all over again from scratch. It was
difficult to
bear, but God’s hand was constantly upon me to keep me from the worst.
I was
followed by a prayer group located in the Bandalungwa zone. It is there
that I
received a complete deliverance. My deliverance lasted one year! When a
satanist leaves his master, satan does everything to slow down his
activities,
to get him fired from his work, and send him curses and diseases
through his
demons. These demons also suggest to the person to abandon God, who,
according
to them, is the cause of his misfortunes. I went through these trials.
I spent
days without any food, and all those who could have helped me closed
their door
on me. I had no shoes or decent trousers to wear! The devil wanted me
to
languish in poverty.
During
that time, my mind was
colonized by demons, which would remind me of my past happiness,
suggesting
that I should get back into their camp. I had to ask help from some
brothers,
who sacrificed themselves through prayer in order to avert this
oppression.
During this period of great persecution, the devil and his acolytes
were
determined to kill me, fearing the disclosure of all their secrets.
Thousands
of demons even attacked me physically, and threatened me with death.
But
thanks be to our Lord Jesus
Christ, who kept me in His hand! A smile started to come back on my
lips,
though I did not have any financial resources. Since that day, I
contemplate
the glory of God in my life, for He has declared that He will never
leave me
nor forsake me (Hebrews 13:5). I give thanks to God for the love He has
shown
me by pulling me out of the pit of perdition where I was engulfed. I
extend a heartfelt invitation to all those who are still in the Roman
Catholic
system and associated groups, and to all sorcerers, satanists and
magicians,
and beg them to come out, for there is no life in these things; and the
Lord
Jesus Christ will receive them.
Grace
to all who love our
Lord Jesus Christ with an undying love!
Dear brothers and sisters,
If you have run away from fake churches and would like to know what to do, here are the two options available to you:
1- See if around you there are some other children of God who fear God and desire to live according to the Sound Doctrine. If you find any, feel free to join them.
2- If you do not find one and wish to join us, our doors are open to you. The only thing we will ask you to do is to first read all the Teachings that the Lord has given us, and which are on our website www.mcreveil.org, to reassure yourself that they are in conformity with the Bible. If you find them in accordance with the Bible, and are ready to submit to Jesus Christ, and live by the demands of His word, we will gladly welcome you.
The grace of the Lord Jesus be with you!
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