Satanic Ritual Abuse
Not being included, it seems that I am accused,
For a tortured soul appearance, my body is being used,
Patience and tolerance as an option, is the only way to survive,
Another day of suffering, it's as if I am eaten alive,
People refuse to talk to me, want to experience a trick,
Easier then to apologize, their secrets are sick,
They are guilty, I am clean as they should know,
Not wanting to know the truth, as the rumors will grow,
People want to experience magic, the consequences are ignored,
The same shit different day, I really get bored,
They like to feel dirty, they feel a little bit smart,
Karma can be bad, for messing with the black arts,
Their heads are being messed with, a fact I was unaware,
Someone could have asked me, if someone would dare,
It would have been humane, to investigate it first,
The truth I would not have searched for, with such a great thirst,
Not an easy task to forgive, for my life has been taken,
Undeserved was my misery, as my soul was forsaken.
Satanic Ritual Abuse, is what this is named,
A lie that this is karma, as if it is preordained.
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I sincerely hope this is a fictional piece. But supposing it is not, there is a Higher Name in a higher plane of juristiction/principality. There is a Key to be free. I pray you find that One---melt into that black sun (shi-va) at the Door those tormentors cannot enter.
One might evoke that name in East as Ye-shu-ve or in the West as He-Zeus or at centre as Ea-Shua'.
That one pushes back the darkness and takes away the poison's bite, the sting of soul-death.
Freedom is found in dying before you die; but victims of Satanic Ritual are slain before they get to choose. Fortunately, one has restored choice to you by "stealing the magic of Egypt tattooed on his palms".
He has turned the ankh into a heart of flesh and spawned it like a Chinese manufacturing plant.
In his New Wine can be rediscovered the meaning of a "heart of flesh" once stolen.
The perfect Nurturer is able by the Breath so gentle to clothe you in transfigired holy baby skin.
Though charred by those fallen seraphim you can be regenerated into a formidible cherubim that no unholy spirit can touch.
🤲🏼 SHALOM 🙌 HAUX 🙏🏼 NAMASTE