Remembering the last three years beginning in the fall of 2020 was heartbreaking. I felt a false familiar image of my former first music producer with someone else's evil spirit divorce me, and the Lord's angel bride watching over our relationship, from him. The Holy Spirit's angels were revealing the sins, or possibly previously unrepented sins, of my music producer little by little and those he associated with that were defiling him that were also tainting our soul tie against The Lord's will. The Lord showed His presence to me in our relationship with Neal several times showing my wrong thinking as well and undone them. The Holy Spirit led me into all truth for a reason, to stand in the gap to pray for the salvation of my music producer's soul, which ultimately led to my soul salvation or maturity in Christ Jesus along the way.
2021 came along and in January my music producer seemed to snub me. But God! Two days before Valentine's Day, my music producer explains that he was having a hard time and he said "it wasn't supposed to be this hard." In the early morning of Valentine's Day of 2021 I found out who Neal's purported cohort was and the fact that she was a pagan witch who said she was god and exposing all the lies and sex of my music producer with herself, I had had enough. When I opened her first email that day of that evil woman's, I first felt something hit my heart, and then I saw a false, evil vision of Neal's image of hatred that was not his character, but it was from a very young evil woman's email. So either she was a pagan witch throwing her soul tie of Neal's against me to control him to hate me, or she copied and pasted from Neal himself or Neal's real girlfriend. The Holy Spirit shows me everything and everybody's hearts that affects mine because I am His beloved and He is my Heavenly Husband Who cares for me. So we exchanged emails and I couldn't help myself, so I cursed her in El Shaddai's Name, God Almighty, and His Son Jesus Christ's Name to destroy herself as an idol before me since she exalted herself as god over Him as though He didn't exist and she was the only one. Very soon afterwards, I went back to my hometown, good things happened to me, after I suffered a breakdown that he caused with his hatred and rejection that put me in the VA hospital with demonic oppressive visions from his witch and interns and whoever he influences and slanders to had hate me. The Lord Jesus Christ's Holy Spirit was right by my side speaking words of deliverance for me against my enemies. And then more blessings manifested. My condo sold, that Neal and I have been waiting all these two years to pay off our music production of my CD where The Lord said that he'd fall in love with me if I go into the studio. Soon Neal started sweet talking me again, acted like he didn't know the pagan witch (who was his ex-wife's ex-convict prison babe step-daughter for making meth), and by May he said he loved me. Then by June he said I was just crazy, in response to my comment on his bandmember and possibly real girlfriend's facebook post. And then, I didn't know it until October, but he blocked me. By October he answered my texts to agree to continue the production, and then he never answered me again after I told him he won't get anymore money from me until he takes his artist's porn link off his website. He had the nerve to renew his domain and hosting right after I told him to take it off for the sake of my reputation if not just for his.
Church life in 2021 was phenomenal. The Lord prophesied through his sons and daughters over me with songs of deliverance and love, calling me His Beloved, and sisters realizing how close the Lord is to me through my flag worship. There was so much more that my pastor said the Lord wanted for me, besides just slaving to writing hit songs through my soul's portal for money for a greedy hateful man without him reciprocating back to me. The Lord put on my heart novels, illustrated poem books, magazines, TV videos of Christian sisters testimonies, and these all came to pass by January 2022. I had put my music on hold. However, I did write one song for my Neal after the Lord had me able to call him on my other line to let him know I still love him, and he hung up choking. Something told me it was his heart and not just his voice. The song is called Father Christmas written after Christmas 2021 the night I called Neal on my way to Church. I didn't realize it until later, but it was written exactly one year after I wrote my other song for Neal, Love Never Stops Loving, in December 2020. My crucifix that was imported from Columbia was erected outside with the help of my pastor in October, so my sister helped put up the Santa Claus poster board with the manger of baby Jesus right before Christmas. While it was still in the house on the sofa, I saw with my spirit eyes of my heart the face of Jesus' Holy Spirit in the face of Santa as if he was ready to bless me with a spiritual gift this Christmas. I know now that that gift was getting through Neal's block and hearing his voice and knowing how much he still loves mine, as well my ability to keep my promise to make a blessing box outside by the Cross like I promised God. And on Christmas Eve my sister heard something bad about an evil married woman who refuses to loose my brother to keep loving us and staying in contact with us just so she can force Carmine to give her his inheritance instead of his next of kin, us. God gets even.
So 2022 came, I have my PG-14 illustrated poem book for sale online at Amazon and Barnes & Noble, the Lord gave me a ROKU TV channel to glorify Him, and I've learned how to create and design my own quarterly magazines with God's message. And I was able to continue my studies with my church's discipleship program and education at Life Christian University. I actually came back to Florida to rest. I had a dream of my Mom turning off my neighbor's lights nextdoor, but I didn't realize how prophetic it was. After much prayer & fasting with the church, and Jesus' personal deliverance of Neal's or someone's wife demon or soul tie cast out aghast in March 2022 that scared me until I saw a vision of Jesus' Holy Spirit reassuring me it was the real Jesus that cast it out, I was a happy camper until my music producer, Neal, decide to gaslight me one last time after my last request to continue my music production. I let him have it. I let him know his name was on the state attorney general's desk. He messed me up so bad I complained to the VA in a secure message and my nurse practitioner sent the sheriff to my door for a welfare check because I wouldn't answer the phone. They understood my condition and encouraged me to relax and go to the hospital if things got worse. So I let them know that when I would find a babysister for my live fish and after I pay my bills at the first of the month, then I'll voluntarily see the doctor. May came, my blessed neighbor watched my fish after I paid all my bills on the first of the month, and I drove onto the VA an hour away. I was a nervous wreck. I couldn't sleep all those months I was back in Florida and I didn't know why except how Neal bothered me with all his negativity that he projected onto me that he should have backwards to him. My other symptom were heightened anger towards purported mistakes of certain doctors prescription that I complained about, as well as writing to the prison warden of that pagan witch woman who threatened me on Valentine's Day in 2021. So as I was driving, I was hungry, and I stopped at a Burger King and got two junior whoppers. I ate in the parking lot. I was starving. It was about 5 p.m. Then I left the parking lot and continued to Tampa and my eyes were drooping and getting sleepy. I tried to force my eyes to stay open, so I pulled over to a CVS parking lot and I parked and fell asleep for four hours. I felt so good! And then I felt peace to go on to the VA emergency room. I explained to the ER doctor that I could feel tormenting visions of rejection that were raping me. Well, the ER doctor turned my voluntary admission to an involuntary admission. In the ward I heard a voice say, "God's about to lose His conscience." Conscience means knowing right from wrong. But I'm not God. The Lord is God. My faith in Christ His only begotten Son makes me a son of God, but still part of God's family. So the rest of the four days in the hospital was absolutely heavenly with a few lessons God taught me. Surrendering my cell phone relieves 90% of stress. God placed me there to correct my attitude so that I would not be afraid to minister to the people I was called to help. And after adjusting my medication, I came back home a fresh, new, healthy, young person again and wrote to my music producer with a video of my young performance voice, and he answered back a whole lot nicer this time after two days. And I believe he was happy with my happy, positive response. The last problem God helped me tackle was the light from the window at night. God bless my neighbor, he didn't know he was driving me insane with light in my eyes all night like they do prisoners of war. So the Holy Spirit got me into the Dollar Tree to buy three thick poster boards and I taped them together and blocked the window. Problem solved. I stayed happy the rest of 2022, and evacuated a hurricane in October and drove back to my hometown 1000 miles away. Then I came back to Florida for the Fall season, finished up my magazine. My sister surprised me to come early for Christmas and came to Church with me Christmas Eve.
2023 came with a little bit of warning signs, so I'm protecting myself and not sitting alone in Church, and now I'm leaving Church with friends. These past three months have been a time for graduating and getting wiser. After prayer and fasting with the Church, the last night of fasting I had a vision of one of the lady evangelists give me a word of knowledge or instruction to stop acting like what I don't want to attract. I'm so thankful The Lord is in the center of our Church and is control of what's happening and all the interactions with everybody. The Lord sent me a new music producer, who is also an architect which I prayed for. His girlfriend is the president of the Suncoast Women in Networking (WIN) who introduced me. There's so much possibilities! Now I have someone to replace my roof too! January also came with sadness. My dear friend Patty who taught me guitar in my youth passed away. I know she's with Jesus because she must had told Him to send me a new music producer from Heaven. February came and I was able to complete the second to last class for my degree. March came and I graduated my Church's discipleship program and I am presently completing the very last class for my program so that I can graduate in June with an Associate of Theology Degree.
Now we'll see what April and Easter brings after this Lenten season of fasting.