Introduction

Easter Sunday 2020

To me ..this here is just classic. On TV someone is playing this high tech game right, and im doing a screening so I’m barely paying attention….so I catch him saying “lets play some old school’ ..I looked down and look up…mario died…he can’t play mario..😂😂

And here it is, this is what I’m actually trying to get to across to everyone…

GOTTA GO BACK TO THE BASICS!!!

Are you ready for story time, cuz I guess I feel like sharing, and for good reason

(…BTW, that reminds me…when I share my life with ALL OF YOU…AROUND THE WORLD WHERE EVER, I DON’T WANT YOUR PITY, YOUR SORROW, YOUR SORRY’S AND I DON’T WANT YOU TO APOLOGIZE FOR ME, NO NEED FOR ANY APOLOGIES.)

What I do want when I tell you the stories of my life? I want you to learn.

I have lived a very full life; both bad and good. What I have experienced in my life is beyond What the average ordinary person experiences. I have gone through a lifetime of spiritual warfare. As I look back over my life I can see where each situation has been preparation for What was to come next. It is through these experiences that I have been able to gain insight and knowledge that’s not commonly known. I share my life’s experiences more as a guide …as a mentor giving you important details to help aid in combating spiritual warfare.

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Setting the “stage”

Before moving to San Antonio, I had moved from my hometown of Baton Rouge to New Castle, Pa. At the time I was on FUBAR.com where I had started talking to this guy that lived in New Castle. Of which time I was not aware of its history that looms over this town.

It’s a very small town that at one point and time in the 1920s actually thrived in the railroad and mining industries that took its fall in the 1930s with the great depression. It is about 30 minutes away from Youngstown Ohio and about 50 miles from Pittsburgh. Its known for hot dogs and it’s fireworks. And I hate to say it but it is not a thriving community. It is what I call “dead land.” It’s crime rate is high, drug use is extremely high, With not much there to do for both entertainment nor work. And from my experience living there, the drug of choice is heroin/opiates… and alcohol.

And it wasn’t until later that I had learned from a Presbyterian creature that the town had been cursed by a Catholic priest. Of which I’m not sure of what that exact curse was. It is not explain to me in detail.

Geographically speaking it actually dips into a valley. The towns surrounding Newcastle are high elevated, To where quite honestly, for lack of better words, it makes Newcastle a total cesspool. All of these details I wish I had known before moving up there.

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At the time he kept wanting me to move up there with him. And Of course, he did not bother to let me know of his bipolar disorder (would had been no problem, in my opinion, had he been under doctor’s care correctly managing his bipolar)

He also never let me know that he had an extremely heavy drinking problem. All I was told was that he drank occasionally and THAT WAS IT!

This “occasional” drinking meant that he got up at 4:00 in the morning if he ended up going to bed that night to drink one large cup of coffee. After which he started drinking beer right after that.. between 5:00 to 6:00 in the morning… Till whenever. And he would drink the cheap ice beer which of course is a lot stronger than regular beer. (Yes I specified this for a reason.)

Upon moving there and finding out that his excuse for not managing his bipolar with medication is that he does not “do” doctor’s And of course he doesn’t like to leave his house and go anywhere into public. He medicated his bipolar with the extremely heavy drinking. This mixture only led to a total miss a disaster. And me picking him up off the floor constantly and taking care of him. Or trying to pull him out of the road from passing out in the middle of the road. No thank God he did not drive.

I was also not made aware of the dark spiritual curse that apparently has its history from a Catholic priest From what a preacher from a Presbyterian Church had explained to me with not much at a detail after that.

On a normal average day with just regular beer It was a tolerable let’s just say. Where I lived at was a house that was turned into a duplex. On our side lived the boyfriend, me, my son, the boyfriend’s younger brother and then of course there was grandma.

On the other side you lived in his sister and and husband, they’re three baby daughters. As well as A friend of the family and her boyfriend that was also a massive drunk.

Then you got to think about “mom” and her boyfriend that was also a drunk, as well as the youngest sister when she got out of jail and any number of anyone’s “friends” that was just dropping by. With all this said, there was a lot of drama…a lot of “outside noise” as I like to call it. Everybody getting everybody’s business everybody telling everybody about how they should do things, etc. Just the whole nine yards. There was never a peaceful moment in this home… EVER. Needless to say we were never allowed to have any relationship conversation or a fight or otherwise without someone’s involvement into whatever situation it was.

The only person that actually worked a job was the sister that live next door in the duplex with the husband and the three young baby daughters.

What’s Grandma on my side I took care of Grandma’s medicines. Counting all of them out in the weekly medicine containers and making sure that she took them on time all the time. And we all of course loved Grandma. She was pretty cool actually.

Now that I have set the stage of what I happen to move up to New Castle Pennsylvania to move into a life of having without being fully made aware of what my situation was going to be with my child….

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Again, that was on any given “regular drunk” day. When the mother is boyfriend would come over He would bring cheap 24 oz ice beers in 12 packs and cases. If it’s nothing for him to drink a case a day everyday. Though it was more like almost two cases a day, everyday. And if there was any ice beer that came into the house.. it was Time to brace myself of course I did not understand much about the bipolar at that point in time not to mention the next drinking so with my feisty self of course I’m going to fight back. I guess that should be well known by now about me lol.

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Being the spiritual person that I’ve always been My son and I would pray together as well as just sticking tight together through all the fights and such. And my son came to really love this boyfriend enough to call him Dad. Which shock me completely. I was always reading I was writing always studying and researching anything that had to do with the spirituality.

At one point the younger brother who was at the time 20/21 started taking an interest of what I was reading as he had seen me putting little notes on the fridge, little positive affirmations. That led to him being curious and he started asking me questions. In between everything and that there’s always going on sit down with him and take the time to actually explain a lot of things to him. As he had had expressed to me that he had never had anyone sit down with him and talk with him on a spiritual level of any kind.

Welll…. I could feel myself drowning I was doing anything possible but I knew to not be smothered in this cloud of darkness that I felt enveloping me. The more I talk with the little brother the more darker, and thicker this cloud became. I felt like I was in quicksand and I just could not get out of it.

….. And then… “IT” HAPPENED!!!

Apparently I have been speaking too much on the spiritual level and IT didn’t take too kindly to me speaking about God so much in this home.

One night I got in the boyfriend to bed finally drugged him to bed calling him and getting in bed covered him up got him settled in and got my son settled of course of which he had to go to school in the morning. Finally got both sides of this duplex and all the people come in and going quiet for a change. I had just laid down put the covers over me and I mean I’m just laying my head down on the pillow okay. When all of a sudden from the basement came this loud BOOM, THAT LITERALLY SHOOK THAT WHOLE TWO-STORY HOUSE!!!

Of course of which woke up the sister the husband the three little baby daughters the friend of the family the boyfriend of the friend of the family… All from the other side of the duplex… Not to mention my son the little brother grandma and of course me and the boyfriend were not asleep yet…

The little brother and him went down to the basement and of course you know we’re all trembling and shaking cuz it pretty much not the whole house off it’s foundation that’s how hard this boom was.

Upon inspection and the little brother running up the steps to come let me know what was going on of course of which the boyfriend was so drunk he was just barely walking up the steps let me know that in the basement that was actually made of cinder blocks okay that the whole door was blown out from the inside with the door casing and the cinder blocks broken and not repairable.

(And to get this across like I need to there was actually a whole in that whole wall that was made of cinder blocks, okayyy. This was not just no wind blowing through or anything of this nature this was literally a door that was a heavy door metal and that was attached to sender blocks that was blown out the basement from the inside of the basement and left a hole and rocked the whole house okay. There was no denying of the severity I want to say I guess of what had happened which we really didn’t know exactly what at the point in time….)

Of which they had tried to pull two other doors to close that one door that was blown out at least for that night.

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As I continue the story I’ve warn all of you now… Pay close attention to the details as I explain them. I had not expected this I was not prepared and actually my mother had accused me or thought that I had been under possession 6 months prior to this happening of which case that she wanted me to get an exorcism done on me that I turned down which my family and I alienated each other over. I had not known any of this was going to take place 6 months after this disagreement I want to say between my family and I of which case is the reason why I moved up north at the time.

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DISCLAIMER: I STRONGLY SUGGEST THAT ABSOLUTELY NO ONE REMOTELY ATTEMPTS TO TRY TO DO WHAT I’M ABOUT TO DESCRIBE AT ALL WITHOUT THE PROPER TRAINING AND KNOWLEDGE BEHIND THE VERY SPECIFICS OF ANY EXORCISM!!!

DISCLAIMER: I am ONLY describing my experience and do NOT claim anything else!!!!, THIS IS VERY DANGEROUS AT ALL LEVELS. I share to give the knowledge and insight through my experiences, ONLY! matter of fact it makes me nervous about actually sharing these details that I’m about to share. And I’m NOT sharing any specifics.

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When the spiritual begins to show through & affect the physical health

After this happened he started complaining about headaches more specifically major migraines. These migraines would be so bad they would pretty much paralyze him to laying down all day long, which was not normal. So much so that he wouldn’t even drink. Of course at that point that was pretty damn impressive. But it’s really impressive was he actually wanted to go to the doctor, they were THAT bad!

Here’s where I need to make sure that you understand. You’re going through any type of spiritual distress It will show physical signs. That’s what these headaches were for physical signs of spiritual distress. Of course at the time I did not really realize that.

It was also during this time that I had been going to whom I call my Mentor, and who still is to this day after more than 20 years of mentoring me. I want to make it known that had it not been for my Mentor guiding me through this whole situation of more than a few months of dealing with this, I would not have been able to make it out alive. Very honestly. I bring Him up now because it was at this point that He had stated to me that the doctors were not going to find anything wrong with the boyfriends head during the MRI that he had an appointment for. And of course, no he did not go at that point in time when it Came down to the appointment date.

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I started going through acupuncture from my back as well as I sought out a Reiki Master to help with my back as well during this time. My Reiki Master had express to me that every time I came for my appointment that she had to get rid of so much negative residue off of me that she could never get to the point of working with my back. I can remember there were several times when medical transportation brought me back home that when I got out of the van I instantly I didn’t know how it happened but I got punched right in the pit of my stomach so hard that I fell to my knees screaming.

I can remember another time a friend of his and his girlfriend came over and at one point they had lived with us, Of course just more people living in the house. I can remember the friend telling me that they were passing them red light and all of a sudden had seen the house just disappear just like a fall into the ground. Like the ground had taken and he also stated that it was just it was blackness totally surrounding the house.

I have to say when you’re dealing with an actual demon possession, it’s definitely not something that you will forget at any point in time in your life afterwards. The only way I can describe this is, I had noticed that when people came over other than the people living with us the happenings the going ons when the possession would take over him, “it” would lay dormant and quiet. Is all I actually had gotten to the point where I was actually inviting and welcoming others over just so that I can take a shower and rejuvenate and re-energize and prepare for the next battle go around when it may take over his body. You will never ever ever ever in your life ever forget or mistake hearing the demons raspy voices. You will never ever ever forget the fire in the pupils of the eyes. And you will never ever forget or mistaken the extraordinary amount of strength that the human body becomes to have when the possession takes over.

Through everything that I had been going through with this boyfriend at the time, I had come to realize that I had not only been dealing with one demon that was inside him but many. More specifically speaking it’s called “legion.” I also came to figure out that What had happened in the basement, Yes of course had everything to do with all of this. Apparently there was a specific area in the basement that was a gate… a portal. And he had been the actual gatekeeper to that gate/portal. And that by me speaking about God and in good terms and the affirmations and all these good positive things that I was trying to teach the younger brother it disturbed these entities/demons. Needless to say I pissed them off quite a bit.

Fighting the actual possession

…..ummm you could say…the show…”The Charmed Ones” …yep just like it, one minute i was making french fries for the kids…AND Grandma..GREASE ON THE STOVE,…AND THEN NEXT MINUTE….I FOUND MYSELF FIGHTING DEMONS…NOT JUST FREAKING ONE…A LEGION!!! ……and in the kitchen where he ALWAYS sat ..at his computer…all of sudden , ID HEAR THIS GROVELED INHUMAN RASPY VOICE!!! i threw the grease on another burner, and braced for the long haul!!!! …
He’s eyes would roll back in his head. and I’d have to scream “EVERYONE STAY OUT OF THE KITCHEN” , …“GRANDMA ,DON’T COME IN HERE!” ASHTON STAY IN THE FREAKING LIVING ROOM AND DON’T LOOK!!!…. DON’T COME NEAR THE KITCHEN!!! I MEAN IT ASHTON, DON’T!!!!” ….AND ANYONE ELSE THAT HAPPENED TO BE THERE…but…here’s the thing …like he could be in full BLAST POSSESSED MODE, when company would walk thru the door…“IT”STOPPED IN “ITS” TRACKS”

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(I want every one of you to know, this is the very first time that I am speaking about this in such detail. This is pretty hard for me to speak of this. Again going through this, is something you will never forget)

DISCLOSURE: Here is where I’m gonna ask all of you….HOW WOULD YOU REACT/RESPOND/FEEL/ WITH THIS ONE…“MOM I JUST WANNA BE NORMAL ….AND FIGHT DEMONS!”…..YEP!!! That’s what my son, Ashton said!!! as he was sitting on my lap, about to go school one morning!!!! Yes in deed, TRY …TRY YOUR HARDEST TO SWALLOW THAT ONE…AS A PARENT!!!

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Not only was I fighting against indescribable strength when he was under possession, “it” was definitely very manipulative and when “it” would leave for that time being…he WOULDN’T REMEMBER ANYTHING ABOUT IT. I’d ask him, “do you know what just happened?” And he would look at me all kinds of crazy, like I was the one drunk. I was just plain out wore out, with no time in between at this point and time. It was CONSTANT!

A friend “plays” Phoebe and trys to “save the day”

One time another friend came over to have a few beers with him. She really took THIS situation just as The Charmed Ones, even going as far as naming which sister she could be. I tried to tell her “STAY IN THE LIVING ROOM, DON’T LOOK, DON’T CROSS THE THRESHOLD, STAY COMPLETELY OUT AND AWAY AND INTHE LIVING ROOM!!!”

It was bad enough I had to deal with this adnormal strength and during all this but now her. Of course she had a good buzz going at the time, she couldn’t help herself and she darted over the threshold to the kitchen hollering out, “Phoebe is coming to help” SMH *HUGE SIGHS* with the little brother and my son yanking her back by the britches. Of which after the boyfriend had finally passed out from sheer exhaustion that again I had to go over and deal with accordingly. Till this day, I really don’t think she realizes just how close she came to not being able to “come back”

The Exorcism

It was a Friday night, I was in full contact with my Mentor the whole time BY TEXT ONLY (in between whatever was going on) Never a word was spoken outloud, nor mouthed even as a whisper. Not once did I allow the Legion to realize how the ritual was planned, what the ritual was specifically for or how anything was going to go. In the end, I will admit this, “it” played a trick and manipulated something in place, when “it” came out, it quickly found me as a host. I can remember the boyfriend running out the door, like forcibly. I had figured so that others could be released and knew it could take awhile. He came back about an hour and half later, and he just fell over the threshold his upper half inside and the rest of him still outside. Of course, wondering how he got on the floor like he was a

Now…. On to deal with a botched exorcism

It wasn’t until he got back that I had realized what took place and that the first one found me as a host. I kept cool, I KNEW there could be NO WEAKNESS. That if I allowed any weaknesses, it wouldn’t be a good thing for me at all. Under the advice of my Mentor in 3 days I had to do it again EXACTLY AS DONE, BUT IT HAD TO BE DONE OPPOSITE, in reverse to give it back to its rightful “host owner.” So, I had to stay stronger than ever and stay completely aware of EVERYTHING for the whole weekend. For me, I could feel when “it” was trying to take control of me. I could feel the rumble and vibration inside of me, and I could feel my eyes want to roll backwards. I wouldn’t let it, I fought it THE WHOLE TIME IN PRAYER WRAPPING MYSELF IN THE BLOOD OF JESUS CHRIST, REBUKING IT. After a few minutes, it would give up and stop for a few. It was on and off like this all weekend long. When things were quiet, I’d talk with my son, guide him through whatever it may have been and just try like crazy to live as normal as possible.

I could tell at one point that it bounced onto grandma and had used against me. There had been a stone that had a cross marked in it that I had used in the ritual and somehow this stone was found clear across and in Grandma’s room. Come to realize this had been the specific piece that had been manipulated during the exact time “it” had found me as the host. Grandma had it in her hand and the two daughters was wanting to play with it. I was at the stove again when I had asked her for it. I had never seen Grandma act like she did but she got mean about it being adamant about it being hers and wouldn’t let me have it, even throwing it outside the door and out in the rode. If which I had the brother go run after it because it had to be exact of what I had done before. But that just goes to how things can be manipulated along with how others are used and manipulated without anyone realizing exactly what is going on.

To end… For now

That weekend yes, I went under some major spiritual warfare. There’s a few things that I have edited out of the original writing that I had went through that I felt it just wasn’t the right time to put it all out there. I didn’t give particulars because I know I’m being watched like a hawk by others and that my blogs on my website that I had msrogueofsa.net that I just let go of were used to exploit me to the fullest.

Yes I redid the ritual and did everything as I was supposed to on the third day, all done the opposite way. During the time of preparation that weekend I had made plans to leave right after I did what I had to do. The ONLY way I was able to accomplish leaving was by making a doctor’s appointment with my Reiki Master for that Tuesday morning. I was picked up by the medical transportation. I had mine and my sons bags packed. I thank God that the medical transportation was willing to work with me. Because they kept my bags in the van during the appointment and took me to the battered women’s shelter afterwards. Of which that had already been prearranged as well.

I had asked my Reiki Master to check my son for any residue from that house and situation and if he had any to please cleanse him from it all. Once she was done with him she had told me that she had not seen any child with such a bright light around him as she had around my son. So that was a huge sigh of relief for me. Then of course she set about clearing me of all residue from that situation, already knowing that I had residue that needed to be cleared from me before I could continue on.

My reasonings for telling of this experience

When it comes to fighting any kind of spiritual warfare there’s specifics that need to be known on how to go about them. I’ve already started writing the next blog to follow this one “Possession” of which I go over some of these specifics. And I will be going over many other experiences and explaining them as I go on as well.

Also this experience here, this IS REAL SPIRITUAL WARFARE. What I have been experiencing over these last 5 years has been nothing but of actual people manipulating and plotting and doing all those wicked evil things “IN THE NAME OF SATAN.” When these people that do all this gangstalking stuff they make it really hard to be able to discern and decipher between what’s reality and the truth and what’s not. I can tell you from my own experiences that once you have come face to face with anyone dealing with possession or any kind of demons, I can promise you it is NOT something that you can ever in your lifetime forgot, as much as you may want to. Any experiences of this nature is worse than any horror stories combined. And it’s definitely NOT something that can be replicated, fabricated, duplicated, or acted out in the slightest. THERE IS NO COMPARISON WHAT SO EVER!

As much as these people have tried to torture me with the satanic ritual abuse, they are STILL just humans and can NOT come close to the actual real thing. As much as they have tried. YOU WILL NEVER FORGOT THAT RASPY VOICE, NOR THE FIRE IN THE EYES, NOR THE UNDENIABLE AMOUNT OF STRENGTH WHEN FIGHTING ONE THAT IS POSSESSED WHEN YOU COME ACROSS IT, YOU WILL KNOW ITS REAL WITHOUT A SHADOW OF A DOUBT!

Make no mistake, we definitely are in the times of Revelations. The more knowledge one has to fight this powerful spiritual warfare, the better your chances of survival. And there’s no prejudice in this war. WE ARE ONLY A NUMBER TO THE DARK SIDE, TO CHALK UP HOW MANY SOULS “IT” HAS COLLECTED DURING “ITS” TIME TO ROAM.

The last thing I will say in this one blog is if it wasn’t for my strong cnvictions in my belief in God of the upper Heavens and Jesus Christ, I would NOT have made it through this experience. As well as having been under the Mentorship of the One that took me under His wing to guide me many years ago, I would NOT have ever been able to make it through any part of this.

Originally written 4-12-2020

Revised 9-13-2021

MsRogueSA