pleading guilty, he had cut off his soul from
any future potential.
Good aspects of his soul were shown
to me, and the great potential that had been
misused and lost because of his horrendous
choices. At the very core of his soul was a
large pocket of evil, which was very
dangerous, unpredictable and violent.
Despite these good things, this man was a
threat to society, and without a conversion
experience, his soul was now officially
damned.
Now exiting this soul's symbolic
death, I came upon this man's sub-conscious
spirit and those of his violent and vicious
friends who proceeded to come after me and
my children in a gun battle. So that we could
not escape, they slashed my tires. Evil
exuded from their very pores.
Turning to the kids who I protected
with my body, I called to St. Michael for help
as we immediately became invisible to all of
them, except the defendant. My children
began to disappear from the scene, and I was
left alone with the main defendant who was
now standing at the door of my car inciting
me to get out and fight him. Realizing that I
could not get away from this confrontation, I
brent
(Brent)
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