DEPORTED

Something very strange has been happening here at the farm.

I keep waking up and seeing spirits in my bedroom. I can’t see spirits as a general rule, but I have seen a few while wide awake, and I have seen more spirits just after waking up. I don’t know if spirits remain visible until you wake up, and I caught a few that failed to hide themselves quickly enough, or if there is something special about the instant of waking up that permits people to see spirits. Anyway, that’s when it has been happening to me.

One was shaped like a fat man. Sort of like the Michelin man. He was a clear shape, like the predator character in the Schwarzenegger movies. He had projections on the side of his head so he resembled a man in a bowler hat. It didn’t occur to me until just now that his profile was like my friend Travis’s. Travis has struggled with his weight.

Another was just a dark shape in an upper corner of the room.

After that, I woke up and saw a dark male shape in what looked like a black bodystocking. Even his face was covered. There was a bright red patch on his head, toward the left side, near the top. He was sitting on me, trying to kill me. I couldn’t even feel it. He was so weak he couldn’t make me feel a blow.

The last one I saw was shaped like a two-by-six. It looked like a dark grey two-by-six standing upright by the bed.

Spirits do not scare me. I hate them. I yell at them and tell them to get off my property in the name of Jesus. I always tell God I wish he would let me rip them to pieces. I would pull their eyes out of the sockets. I would do terrible things to them. I suppose God feels the same way and created hell for that reason.

Tonight it occurred to me that these might be the spirits that are trying to kill Travis. Maybe they’re coming here because they’re angry at me for frustrating them. Filthy things.

If this is the case, and they’re hoping for a break, they will never get it. I would give them tortures worse than hell if I could, until they were so terrified of me they would never come near me again.

Traditional churches don’t teach people how to fight spirits, but Paul said we were supposed to do it. He said our weapons were not carnal but mighty, to the pulling down of strongholds. “Carnal” refers to squabbling with human beings. “Strongholds” refers to spirit power. He said we don’t wrestle against flesh (men) but “against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.” The church doesn’t teach you this. It teaches you to be nice and work real hard. And to hand over your money.

I will never stop fighting these things. I ask God to give me grace to keep it up.