When I was 19 I was a Mormon for a little over four months. Being originally a Catholic, it didn't take me long to see all the baloney and I left. I have learned a great deal though this website on Mormons also. I too have a story of deliverance and one day I will write a final version so I don't have to keep on writing it. My message is to avoid the occult at all costs. Your occult list is very good on this site. I thought my capabilities were a gift from God. Wrong! Anyway, here is a letter I wrote to a friend of mine this morning telling him of what happened. Its not the whole story because it all took place in a bit less than three weeks. If anyone has any questions, please post them and I'll be happy to answer. Here it is:

"Well John its scary - if you can't handle true life horror with the devil right at this moment - read this later. If you read it now - say a Hail Mary first and ask for strength and protection from Jesus and Mother Mary and demand in your mind that nothing enter your space and also ask for Archangle Michael to stand by you. Don't panic though please - its just that before reading anything negative of that sort I think its a good idea to prepare yourself mentally and spiritually. I'm all ok now though - don't worry.

Not to get in to too much detail but basically, I had a deliverance (from evil) last mid-June. A deliverance, if you don't know, is when you're being oppressed but still have some control but unfortunately a distinct awareness of a horrible very dark presence(s), an excorcism is for people who are actually possessed and have no control over their body.

It happened to me because over the last few years I had developed some psychic ability and started delving into the occult through tarot readings, psychic readings, aura cleansings, a psychic healing class,and worst of all - meditation where a malevolent entity came to me. A chain of events took me innocently downhill fast. I was on the Pearl Street Mall in Boulder doing henna body art. A guy came up to me and talked me into getting a tarot card reading (those are to be avoided per Christian faith as you know.). Well he told me I had an alien implant in my aura. Hello? I didn't know whether to believe him or not so after worrying enough and wanting to find out more I ended up at a psychic center to get an aura cleansing which they offer free once a week. After I got it I felt so wonderful I decided that with my psychic abilities (I could see auras and feel spirits - that's all) I wanted to be a psychic healer too - to help God. I thought it was all good in the name of helping God. That was my mission in life - to help God heal. Looking back on the way I felt after that - little did I know that during the aura cleansing something entered me disguising itself as something good. So, I went on like that for a few weeks then decided to take a psychic healing class myself. When I did, we were to ask our 'healing masters' to enter our hands. Well when the time came to practice on another student, I felt an energy enter my whole body enough to rock me a bit. That was a Saturday. Meanwhile, I had been reading Paramahansa Yogananda's book (a yogi who preached Hari Krishna and Jesus were brothers -and a LOT of false stuff) and was doing some transcendental meditation. Sunday morning I asked for his blessing (he's dead). Monday morning I asked for a blessing from his own yogi (dead also). Tuesday morning I asked for a blessing from Archangel Michael (and that gives me goose bumps). I have a feeling this blessing angered what was in me because Tuesday I came out of my meditation with a very awful negative feeling. Couldn't identify it but something was very very wrong and bad. Spent all night wide awake feeling really bad. Wednesday morning I had to call in sick on my temp job because I was hearing voices in my head. About two or three different ones. I walked around the mall and knew it was not me I was hearing. I decided it was time for a priest. I went to one and told him about the night before but didn't mention the voices. He said anyway (probably knowing something was up) that I should give the Boulder exorcist a call. So I did and made an appointment the next morning to see him at 9:00. A long wait - I literally was fighting real demons in my head all day and spent all that night on my knees praying Hail Mary's and Our Fathers and chanting Jesus's name. At 9:00 my ex, Gary dropped me off at the Church. The priest talked to me a bit about being away from the Church and why I should never have left and why I should come back. I am so glad I am back I can't go a mass without a tear in my eye. I sat in the front pew with Anna (an older woman) behind me who held me throughout. Father said some prayers in Latin over me and I started feeling uncomfortable. Though I was fully aware my hands went up and stiffened in front of me and I (they really) began screaming out. Over the next three and a half hours I screamed them out at the top of my lungs. My hands stiff in front of me like a pissed off witch. One I hissed out and moved like a snake, another I leaned over and my head shook faster than I would ever want to shake it myself. Another sounded like gails winds coming out of me and seemed to scream out more air than I had in me. Mother Mary and Jesus and Archangel Michael were all there with me, I could feel them, and the Holy Spirit was pushing them out too. Every time I called on Michael, my back arched as if they were being stabbed - they were. Holy oil in my forehead was very upseting to them as was holding the cross on my forehead - the priest did that constantly. Whereever the Bible would touch me they would cringe inside me. There were probably over 50 demons that screamed out of me. They just kept coming. But I have blocked it all out except for a a minute's worth which I have recounted to you.

Meanwhile my ex had come and two ladies in the Church convinced him to call the police which all in all was probably best cause I was probably close to a stroke or heart attack. It ended abruptly and the police told me to go to the mental health center. Red tape did not allow me to see anyone right away so I went home and Gary stayed with me. I was a train wreck. And one was still inside me. A very powerful dark one. I lost my job. A few days later, while waiting on my own calls back from a Messianic Jew psychiatrist, a therapist and a another priest I was picked up by the police who said since I didn't see anyone I had to be taken to the hospital or go to jail. I opted for the hospital. I was then sent to a halfway house where I was voluntarily forced to stay there for two weeks under observation. One counselor believed me - if others did, they couldn't show it. I was allowed to leave and do stuff (I bought a new car!). All the while dealing with this entity in my area.

At home on a leave one day, I felt a strong desire to say a rosary. So I went in the back yard and said one with tears in my eyes. After I was done, I looked at the trees and the fields and the blue sky and started crying to God telling him how much I loved him. Then slowly I was leaned back in my chair by something wonderful - the Holy Spirit. My head turned gently to the side and I felt a total calm come over me. I leaned all the way back in my chair and just relaxed. It was removed. My punishment was over. I asked for a sign that it really was gone - even though I new it. Coincidentally, the priest stopped by ten minutes later passing out flyers in my neighborhood. He didn't know I lived there. I saw him in the driveway and my jaw dropped. It was my sign.

So now my healing mission is to spread my story - please tell it to everyone you know - at your Church and anywhere else the Holy Spirit will guide you to. There are many quotes in the Bible and from Jesus him self to STAY AWAY FROM ALL MYSTICISM. I will send them to you.

Now and then I felt the devil come back to me to scare me because of this mission. But he cannot get me anymore. Pray for me and I'll pray for you. Go to Church every Sunday. Take communion. Know that your purpose in life is to love God and find and practice the seven gifts of the Holy Spirit so you can have eternal life in heaven Vince. Its all true - they all exist. Say a rosary. It is one of the most peaceful prayers you will ever do.

Gotta run - but I know you have questions - I will answer all of them and from others too. Please tell my story and may God bless you and protect you when you do. Do not be afraid of the devil - be afraid of the One who can and will destroy him. Walk with Jesus, my friend."

So that's it - I could have retyped it but this should do for now I hope, Michael. If you think I should edit it before you post it, I will.