August 30, 2011 Obara Meji 52Comment

 

MY EXPOSURE TO SPIRITUAL WICKEDNESS …where I boldly go  I’ve been here before. Oh my God, have I been here before, waking up to realize that once again, someone had tried to compromise my spirituality. Why is it that no matter how hard I tried to get out of darkness, these forces were continuously trying to suck me in. I always think about Lauryn Hill’s song,” I been here before, it’s not a battle, this is war.

  Somebody just violated me spiritually, again, leads me to ask, if I was born spiritual, and have walked with spirits for all of my life, how long do you think you can fool me? Do you know that “my” spirits are real and you will be found out? How long do you have to keep me mired in deceit and your web of intrigue? I don’t know if it is because I have the tendency to trust people and believe in people why I am continuously being taken advantage of in more ways than one. In some cases, one should be able to admit they made a mistake and move on. You think that my spirituality is hinged on you and what you tell me, so I’ll forever follow you blindly, that may have been so for others, but not me. A thousand mile trip begins with one step. A thousand miles to come back from where I have been led, and it was my ancestors that forced me to take that first step. When I speak on ancestors, I am talking about a person from whom one is descended, especially if more remote than a grandparent; a forebear. These are the ones that travel with you in incarnations of your life, as well as departed family members you wish to honor. I claim my ancestors and the Orisa that have walked with me before time. Centuries ago when I was a man in a different incarnation they were there, and they are still here. Over and over I have been here before. 

 GOING Through the Valley of Bacas. There have been three major violations in my life so far, the first I will call the valley of Bacas. After my time with Bacas my spirits led me to a Bible passage Psalm 84 verse 6, states they passed through the valley of baca, making it a spring. Who passing through the valley of Baca – This is one of the most difficult verses in the Book of Psalms, and has been, of course, very variously interpreted. The Septuagint and the Latin Vulgate, Luther, and Professor Alexander, render it a valley of tears. The word “Baca” (בכא bâkâ’) means properly weeping, lamentation; and then it is given to a certain tree – not probably a mulberry tree, but some species of balsam – from its weeping; that is, because it seemed to distil tears, or drops of balsam resembling tears in size and appearance. The true rendering is, “valley of lamentation,” or weeping; and it may have reference to some lonely valley in Palestine – where there was no water – a gloomy way – through which those commonly passed who went up to the place of worship. Though they pass through this barren and desert place, they would not fear evil, knowing that God wouldst supply all their wants; and even in the sandy desert cause them to find pools of water, in consequence of which they shall advance with renewed strength, and shall meet with the God of Israel in Zion.  Ase.

Bacas stated that it was his intention to help me. This was sometime in 1997, and I would spend lengths of time on the phone with this man I had never met. I fell in love with him spiritually, even though in each conversation we had, the spirit would talk in my head and say “him a batty man”; I shut that out, because it did not matter to me. Bacas wanted me to sit at his feet where he would share his occult knowledge with me, he told me that my spirit wanted me to be on a certain path, where I could not have sex for three years, I was not allowed to lie, for whatever lie I told would come true. He was so strict and rigid, I felt as if I was under bondage and my spirit was vexed at this forced form of slavery. I couldn’t keep any friends because everyone was a walking danger for me to pick up some crosses from. I had met a girl and gotten close to her at work, he said I had to separate myself. While he was telling me this, he said me hear you a laugh after me, I said, I did not laugh, he said not you, your spirit. Your spirit says you have to love people. This is also what makes me vulnerable, but I will not stop loving and losing myself in others till it kills me. 

Bacas had a landlord that he wanted me to use my spiritual abilities to murder among other things. Every time he gave me some instruction the spirit would rebel and talk in my head and say, I do not want to do this, needless to say, that was a disaster, epic fail for Bacas. He taught me many things about the left hand path and how to accomplish certain things. I must say that apart from the murder part bacas seemed to walk a tight line and he talked about God and other things. I’m going to tell you like I told Bacas, when a person says God, it doesn’t mean they are talking about the God of whom you speak. This is one of the reasons why I am glad to be able to embrace my African tradition, for when I say Oludumare then everyone will know of whom I speak. 

After about ten months in the presence of bacas and a whole lot of disobedience from me, my spirit decided I had learned enough at this school and they removed me. Bacas could not bring me to heel, and at first I experienced real fear, at times I thought I was going mad, but when he made the realization of what he was dealing with he let me go without a fight. In those days I had just became spiritually awake, and one of my ancestors came to me in a dream saying she had to take care of me, and my spirits manifested and showed bacas they were real. I have embraced my African lineage from birth, my first poem at the age of like six, was Black is the color of my skin. My father changed not only his, but me and my sister’s name to an African name from I was around twelve years old. My African spirits know by which name to call me, they know who I am. I went to a babalawo before I met Bacas, and he wanted to know what had I done to receive an African name. It was not just three months ago that I start talking about my African lineage, trust me. In the next violation when I talk about Marie rose, I will tell you how she put Sango beads around my neck and the spirit burst them right away. She had to come again with SEVEN AFRICAN POWERS. One spirit does not encompass me; it is a plethora of spiritual beings that are here with me in this incarnation. Plus with Ogun and Sango both with me and fighting over my head, how you could dare place Sango on me and I am not anywhere being initiated. These people don’t know what they are playing with. Towards the end of our association, I had to specifically remind Bacas that I was from a long line of Africans. He was trying to keep me in a state of fear, to which he replied,” you cannot fuck with African.” HE WAS RIGHT. This is when he began to withdraw from me.

Wicked people believe because I do not trust myself and my spirit they can tell me anything. That happens right until the spirit walks up and gives them a direct blow. When Bacas told me to stop sleeping in my room and sleep in the other room that his niece used to occupy to put my mind at ease, he lied. Bacas used his abilities to get jobs for the people around him like myself, he had this guy named Dan that used to come and collect his weekly change that I would give bacas, because he said he helped me procure a job. One night I went to bed and the spirit came in my head and started calling Dan’s name. I didn’t know what was going on; two days later Bacas called me and told me Dan had lost his job. So Bacas lost the funds he was receiving from Dan, because Dan went ahead and found his own job where he would not have to give Bacas any money. Ogun my father, brother, husband and friend is about defense. He is everything to me. I told bacas what had happened nights before because I was naïve and didn’t fully understand what had went on. Bacas, knew exactly what was going on. I was working and Bacas’ niece had vacated the room and I had this girl at work that i liked. She was pregnant, young and she reminded me of me, she was homeless, I took her in, Bacas said do not let her move in without any money. I let her and her boyfriend move in without a dollar. There is a war in the universe; the only thing that can save us now is sensitivity and compassion.

 After I was removed from bacas, the spirit sent me to a lady and she told me she said, your spirit says you do not believe when he talks to you, he talks in your head, but you do not believe. I am such an enigma, because I believe, but I don’t. She also told me that I would need to watch out because someone was going to try and do what bacas had done. I went to her because my spirit specifically sent me there. In the middle of the reading, she said stop, did you know you came in here with a spirit, I said, huh. She said yes, a very powerful spirit, I’m going to tell you what your spirit says. She was reading me, but the spirit wanted her to tell me what he wanted me to know. I was in tears as she chastised me and explained that I take everything for a joke, and that I had been given a responsibility and needed to do what had I had to do. With tears running down my face I answered no when she asked did I want someone to take my spirit from me. You mad. My spirit who take blow after blow for me, bring me back from death, Peter Prophet told me in 1999, that I am the one they call “dead and wake.” Do you know who I am? You don’t even know me.
 
okay, so Obara, this necessitates three parts to fully take a look at this, i would like to know if people want to hear about the other two violations….should I tell the rest of the story

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sharlenerose
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obara…can u check the messenger please..

sharlenerose
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me awork pon it…kkk

sharlenerose
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me reach

Maniac
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Yeah…..use di psychic fone….have some info for you

sharlenerose
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a de odda one a play gamne

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

look now…again

Maniac
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Yeah, but mi nuh si yuh ova deh….an mi ah call yuh out, but yuh naw ansa

sharlenerose
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or u waan me use mi psychic telephone again…shall i go back to sleep

sharlenerose
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maniac so me no can read and write…u blind ova so

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

me no see u

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amazing grace she a sing now…gal can sing…me spirit seh me mus clean out mi closet like eminem….i’m sorry never meant to hurt u…never meant to make u cry but tonite im cleaning out my closet

sharlenerose
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my father give me a blueprint…so me caan corrupt…

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we had a wonderful tallk bout a week before we separate…him no know love…dark forces have him from him a bwoy…and him a look sumbody fi mentor…me tell bacas me reach de crossroads…me reach it again…me a listen leann rhimes…osun a wash ova me

Maniac
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Sharlene, linkage NOW pls….b4 di place dem lock

sharlenerose
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bacas seh if me continue talk to me bf then evil spirit would manifest pon me…so me say me no care…so me start see shit….and start tell bacas like memba seh me did tell u so and so…bacas seh de point whe we reach him waan ask me certain question….like about my heart…if me woulda want back me bf if him bruck and dem tings deh…if me love…me love…

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and wiid everything wid bacas de way how me and him close and me neva meet him yet…him just remove himself…him know when de time a draw near…first him try fi trick me seh…me spirit a negative energy…till me finally seh okay…me did start communicate with mi baby fada so him FORBID it…Ogun, please me no want no more man spiritual teacher, me nu know whe de motive…

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if me no smoke me no feel de urge fi clean like dat or play wid me daughter…really play and pay her attention…me sluggish…me sleepy…lethargic…lackadaisical and all dese tings…and me hold off fi so long so much crawl right in and tek residence underneath dictartorship, tyrannical, totalitarian government…lol…a joke…me love de people dem all when dem a hurt me…love dem bad…

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hellloooo…me did go clean…Obara..Ase…you are so right…sumbody just bring de ting whe me did need…and him seh him come early cause u no….me seh yes Chango and Oya deh ya a tun tings upside down…rain a fall…

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Obara, linkage pls an tonks

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DWL @Obara
Tek heart Sharlenerose….it will be ok…..may be long but not forever

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bumbokissderasscross maniac whe u deh

sharlenerose
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me a work pon par two…de juicy part a come

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

ah… sah

sharlenerose
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so wait all of a sudden me start talk to meself…again

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maniac….me waan sleep…write whe u haffi tell me pon one piece a paper put it under u pillow and go sleep too…the spirit will bring the message….lolololol

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maniac den a whe u deh

sharlenerose
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a de second time from me inna da valley ya inna me life…me phone off fi so long…dem wicked people sit back and me go widout light one month…dem and dem evil…holddun…wicked…poverty…stagnant…dead spirit…God help me up thru this darkness…me spirit dem a get agitated….

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maniac…i am cut off from the world, as i was trying to say on this very site, yesterday, these forces have me contemplating all types of stuff, yes…are you reading…i am just coming up out of the valley of bacas…weeping and wailing and lamentation….my tears will makeit a spring…i cannot find one person who will come and help meto do what i have to do…for the past four days…i am like the hanged man in a deckof tarot cards…my ex used to say…it might be long but not forever…so i cannot find a phone as easily as it may seem…they have TEMPORARILY closed my doors to make it seem as if there is no hope…i am trying to cope with that

Maniac
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Sharlene, whey rong wid yuh???? Okay mi going try

sharlenerose
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hellooooooo?

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

why dont u get the details for the messenger from obara

Maniac
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DWLLLLL, borrow one…..but yuh need fi call mi tiddeh…..preferably nung

sharlenerose
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wid wha me psychic telephone?

Maniac
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CALL MI!!!!!! Nungggg!!!! Cho….how yuh soh hard ah hearing??

sharlenerose
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huh?

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

so whe you want me fi do?

sharlenerose
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my exposure to spiritual wickedness…me deal wid it like star trek and on my spiritual quest…these are the voyages of sharlene rose…and her continuing mission to achieve her spiritual destiny…to seek out new philosophies and schools of thought…to boldly go without fear where no one has gone before…yeah

Maniac
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Linkage Sharlenerose NOW pls……Urgent!!!!

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No Sharlene DONT go to sleep yet

sharlenerose
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me did a sleep…me soon gone back go sleep…mainy…

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nobody never have to tell me…to remove myself from my violators…when the spirit move me them move me…and i don’t ask questions like why…it’s just okay…i feel things and i know things…better fin out before the time’s up….what the fuck…one time wicked bacas did have a problem with his own brother…and said me and the coolie must work pon de wife…she say no because a aunty…so me go in pon her…nothing hard…minor ting…after bout two months…the coolie call the aunty and she a complain bout the mount a problems…me do penance fi dem deeds…dats why me said God forgive me because i know what i have done…

Maniac
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Mi here Sharlene….whe yuh deh fram mawning mi ah holla out yuh name? Cho!!!!

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this has been the case in each violation, noone said bacas is evil and you have to get away, the spirit came and took possession of me and said you have to disembark…call him and tell him…so to please you i must disobey my spirit…u must be mad…bacas avoided me all day when the spirit was in control of my faculties…upon awakening, while getting ready for work, the spirit said where are you going, call him and tell him you need to disembark…all day at work, the spirit said…leave…leave…leave now….i fought t, i did not know how i was going to live without my job…the spirit said let go and let god…me call bacas and call bacas…no answer…when him finally call back…i said what’s up…he said i was at the doctor…i said what’s wrong…bacas said they said my bumps are infected…i said i need to disembark…my spirit showed me what they were doing to him…and he himself knew it…i said i don’t know but last night the spirit come into me and i need to disembark…and i dont know what to tell u but i haveto disembark…bacas said i dont know if you know but you said it three times…i have to get off the phone and go call in my spirit…i said okay talk to you later…he said no i will never be able to talk to you again…all of this happened in the one week after i reminded him of my african lineage…he told me to take any spiritual remants from any work i had done and how to dispose of it….all when me done…all one week after me still a find shit…me jus start dash inna garbage…cause right then me stop give a fuck

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embracers the reason why i say valley of bacas…the man’s name was bacas…the valley speaks of the valley of baca…basically he was trying to pull a switcheroo, send in his spirit while subjugating mine…where i would be an empty vessel that the spirit can jump in…my ancestors are from a royal african line…my own spirit actually took possession of me to fight this battle…i had weave in my hair and when the spirit come upon me, i had to pop it out, in the middle a the night, i was vibrating at a high high frequency, my spirit does that to me…make me vibrate…some liken it to a kundilini awakening…when me pop off the weave..me feel the air go thru my ears…whooooosh, run out dem bloodcloth, and i went down into myself….when i came to, the spirit said tell him you want to disembark

sharlenerose
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maniac a whe u deh?

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i am a spiritual baby, but also a psychic sponge…you think somebody can tell me to stop being around people to save my life…i will pick up crosses till the day i die…i was put here for that…i dont run from destiny…i run towards it…like omg…see destiny over desso…me a go ova deh…i went outside and see the battyman whe livepon me street a walk and say hi honey, him fly come in front mi yard, ready fi tell me him life story…me no judge…me no discriminate…spiiritually i commit my own folly, because i’m a human beeeeeiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnggggggg.lol…me a go tell unno whe me get dat from….no the one nicki minaj…and me know she unda mind control, within that same context a nuff spirit she a walk wid, whe dem put pon her, so she assert herself, it’s on youtube and it’s funny to me…she a tell de spirit dem whe round her…listen….im a human beeeeiiiiiiiiiinnnngggg, living and breathing…me pree de ting

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Obara Meji,, i am alive…my spirits put me on a walk, and i just follow the path. i can be a big head, but i choose to be humble, faithful so i can be fruitful. i will never disrespect aa teacher, each is here for a reason. i will never impose my will on another, even though i have abilities stored up inside me, waiting to be unleashed, and oh my God, when that happens,woe be unto the synagogue of satan for want of a better word…synagogue of satan in this context means imposters…liars…spiritual deterrants…people who live for their ego vs spirituality

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i like that…i believe that the people know that it is i, sharlenerose…u remember the comedy allo, allo….with renee and the fallen madonna with the big boobies, andthe man whe used to come in a disguise and seh it is i neclair…comedy set in germany with heflick von stinkinghaven…me miss allo allo, and the frenchman used to come in and say good morning…and the renee have him good good mugly wife, and a deh wid de two bartender…whe deh pon renee kiss me…dwl…dwl…dwl

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