Jesus, Truth & Love
Timeless, shining forever, with no darkness around.
In this game, the only victory is LOVE.
1 Corinthians 13:8. ( also see all 1 Corinthians 13)
Love never fails.
John 13:34-35
34 “A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another. 35 By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another.”
I see the witches and their Coven and Satans army in many. I can see them to a point I hide them from my eyes because the empath in me whats to help them and it reveals to much and the bad will not do good with info as much as with me and from me it is well intended. I also do not need to see them I can here them thinking of them. The 13 Moon Bleeder is Loud, Proud and in an Ego Cloud. I can see all in her and she could be the most prized in broken legged Lambs sadly better currently to be names an old Ewe. I myself do not have fears and I have no threats as I know my true powers are in Truth, Love and Jesus and Holy Spirit and that my Trinity of Power is Father God, Son Jesus and Holy Spirit. I aim to help all come to the true magic and powers of all to know Love as I do and this is God. It is in God’s grace and to repent and forgive all. As I wrote this yesterday it is still true and even more my strength in each day.
New Life in Jesus Death and Rebirth YahASon. God is—God the Father, the Son Jesus, and the Holy Spirit—in one true God. There are depths to them beyond imagination, and what I have been shown, even just in telling these stories, is immense. I have been in multiple times within one time. I have talked to God. I have books and days filled with miraculous insights into many unknowns, and I was shown things I could not remember or know, including conversations that have not even yet happened. I was at celebrations of a win, not knowing what I had won, yet the celebration was that I discovered the way to win was God—and God is Love. I still said “love” and sometimes “God,” yet I know Love is God. I see what the fools of Satan have thought, what they do, their plans, and what they sought. They wanted not just to kill me; they wanted to break my love, to have me do bad, and to make me live as a fool. They did painful things without any shame—just an evil game. They not only failed, but every stone thrown, every crime, and every attack I took inward and built—and still build—my foundation to be even more of Love and my new Home with Jesus and God. I have only love now for all; there is no hate, no revenge, no bad or sad. I AM LOVE.
I am within and of the vine of Jesus, and my branches will now bring forth much fruit. It is with Yah, also Hebrew for God, and Jason in Hebrew as Yason. To be reborn of Jesus the Son, it was good and of love and respect and eternal life to now be Yah A Son — YahAson.
The taROT players and played.
No winners in their game.
The wage of their Sin/Game is Death.
Hey everyone, I’ve been piecing this together from what I’ve experienced and read in old stories and witch-lore stuff—nothing proven, just what these witches and satanic fools attempt and try to pull off in their twisted games. It seems like they’re going for something called a verbal hex or narrative curse, where they try to use spoken stories as some kind of incantation to mess with your head, your sense of time, or who you think you are. Not that it actually works, but they believe that by telling you a tale where you’re cast as the “old” one and they’re the young kid, they’re attempting to flip your reality, making you feel like your life’s speeding up or your energy’s draining. It’s all about imposing their dumb narrative, trying to invert what they see as your own “magic” or personal power by overwriting it with their words—planting seeds of doubt so you start questioning yourself.
In their folklore-inspired nonsense, words aren’t just talk; these fools treat stories as tools for what they call manifestation. They attempt to make the tale feel like a prophecy or something binding, using repetition and vivid details to embed it in your thoughts like a sneaky suggestion. It’s not about real aging like wrinkles overnight—more like psychological tricks where they try to warp your self-view, flipping youth and strength to age and weakness to supposedly steal your vibe or bind you to their story. Why stories? Because in their satanic foolery, they think words create reality, like some ancient “in the beginning was the word” baloney. A told tale becomes their attempted spell when it’s targeted and echoed, especially if multiple idiots are in on it, sharing almost the same plot like they did with me.
Diving into what they draw from—again, not facts, just what these witches and fools try to mimic from old traditions:
- Verbal Hexes and Incantatory Narratives: In stuff like European or Caribbean folk tales they rip off, curses start with words—whispers, rhymes, or yarns spun to supposedly “fix” someone in a bad role. They attempt things like obeah or hoodoo “talking tricks,” where a story about your downfall is meant to tie your spirit, making fiction feel real through belief. Aging themes show up in what they call “wasting curses,” where they try to make you feel worn out early, like sucking youth via gossip or repeated tales.
- Narrative Magic in Their Modern Twists: These fools, inspired by chaos magic or whatever “witch-lit” they read, treat stories as spells—like poems “spelling” reality. They attempt “word-weaving” with repetitive motifs (time, reversal) to hex by reshaping how you see things. In my case, the similar stories suggest they’re pulling from a shared playbook or coven vibe, trying to amplify their intent. The aging/inversion bit echoes what they call “time-binding” or “glamour reversal,” where they flip your timeline to supposedly grab power for themselves—casting you as the weary elder to boost their own youth delusion.
- Related Tricks They Attempt:
Type What They Try How It Fits My Experience Their Supposed Counters (That They Fear) Persuasion/Confusion Hex Using flattery or fables to muddle your mind, making you doubt reality—like old grimoire persuasion attempts. The story recognition I had—spotting their pattern, which probably backfires on their try. They hate when you repeat your own counter-story, like affirming “I’m unbound by their lies.” Youth Theft Curse Folklore rip-off to siphon vitality, often verbal, like “May your years fold on you”—from Slavic or African-inspired foolery. Inverting roles (them young, me old) to try stealing vigor. Mirror affirmations they dread: “My time is mine, reversed back on them.” Memory Warp Narrative to rewrite your history, blending truth with their fiction—like voodoo mind tricks. Planting “me as old” to erode my current self. Clarity rituals they avoid, like journaling facts that contradict their tale.
And here’s something I’ve thought about: some people thinking they’re using this witches’ coven and their collective might start to realize that the coven uses them too—they pretend to help, but it’s all lies, they only hinder and drain. Collectively attempting stuff like this age spell and magic (just as an example), they’re all aging now themselves. Earlier on, it was mostly the ones at lower levels in the coven or those with less insight—they’re the ones being used the most, so they age the fastest and earliest. But even the higher-ups, like that Warlock and the Big Nose Witch 13 Moon Ring Bleeder (what some call her), they’re aging rapidly too. It’s got nothing to do with right or bad intentions from me—it’s just the wage of their own sin catching up, like karma in their own game.
