Written By: Dori Lynn Etheridge
The screams that wake me and my husband are my own. “They” have taken me again, to a deep, dark cavern and the Beast that sits on a black throne there is winged, and horned and looks much like Baphomet. My hip is nearly dislocated, my husband gently helps me push it gently back into place. “They” are taking me at night, and tearing me limb from limb, or raping me repeatedly. The pain that wracks my body every day is real, it’s debilitating to the point I haven’t been able to work for a year. It’s no joke, the Dr.’s say it’s Fibromyalgia, They don’t know about the dreams, I like my life, not interested in one of their “vacations”. All the Shamanic, new age, crystal children, reiki healers that I know cannot do anything. They all see the dark that clings to me, but they are powerless over it, and I suffer on. It is the way of the wounded healer some say, and indeed, I am an initiated Shaman. Initiated by a contemporary of one of the very well known new age gurus of the day, and it is he in fact who accompanies me on these dark, nocturnal trips.
I had spent the last twenty years studying the occult and new age teachings of many so called “masters”. I had been in a coven at one time and in fact still observed the pagan holidays. I had studied “Enochian Magic“, “The Key of Soloman“, “The Goetia“, Santeria, Voodoo, “Angelic Magic”, Tarot, Crowely, Dee, Virtue, Melchizedek, Braden, Tsarion, Sitchen, Buckland, Villodo, even LaVey, and Kabbalah. I was a “seer”, psychic, intuitive, healer, dream worker, ET contactee, and Light Worker…it was all going on. Oh man, was it going on.
The ET’s had re-established contact. They were downloading a language that looked much like hieroglyphs into my head at night while I tried to sleep. We were making crop circles, and the good ones were protecting me from the bad ones that were always looking for me. They were very tall about 7ft and blue, lanky fellows and we walked along the designs we had put into the crops while they counseled me on what was going to happen in the world in the years to come. What I had deemed “plasma beings” were wandering all over my house in and out they were my “guides”. They were shimmering rainbow type things that didn’t have much shape…but you could see them shimmering, shimmering through the walls and out the other side. A couple of my friends could see them behind me when we “Skyped”. One friend decided to not be my friend anymore when one of these “plasma” beings jumped through the computer and into his house! He felt it, it scared him, I told him to put himself in a sphere of light. I would later learn that these beings are called the “Nakesh” which means shining ones.
I had flung almost every door open wide, although I wouldn’t know this for a time yet. There was one thing I would not do; hence the torture. I would not serve them or their god, they told me I was every god that had ever lived including lucifer, so there was no need to be afraid, just come, step through the portal they were all waiting on the other side. But I wouldn’t, they promised me things, they promised me I’d be rich, they promised to stop the pain. I didn’t care about being rich but I was kind of interested in ending this excruciating pain. They had me with one hook, but not the other….I’m sure they were trying to find that second hook, and exhausted from constant pain, they were wearing me out. Crushed, depressed and hopeless I began to contemplate their offer.
So, having chronic pain, I didn’t sleep much so I got a subscription to Coast to Coast where they talked about all the things that I was deeply immersed in, and new things to check out. Chasing rabbits down into their holes was my passion, my hobby in fact…it had become my life.
So, on this night in December of 2009 the guy who is a guest on Coast to Coast says “ET’s are the Nephilim, the Fallen Angels”. “NOOO!“ my mind screamed, while my hair stood on end. I knew that I knew that I knew-Shemash! This guy was right, he was onto something. Then he starts talking about a woman he had interviewed that was told to go outside and take pictures at 3 a.m. by these entities that were communicating with her. OH MY! I had been directed by my entities to do the very same thing, at the very same time, 3 a.m. Now I sat bolt upright, and clicked on the link to his web site I had to find this guidebook to the supernatural he kept talking about. Who was this guy??? I went to his web site….no book by that name, as I’m listening he says “.. the bible“. What? I have one of those! So I got out my bible and started to read Genesis 6 and some other scripture he gave out. I looked over his site, read a few of his Blogs, and I liked his voice. He announced he was going to be on another radio show the following week, and I wrote it down.
The attacks didn’t stop over the next couple of weeks they got worse but I kept listening to this guy even though he was a Christian, he had done his homework. I had always appreciated intelligence and academia.
Finally a week or so later, at the end of my everything; wracked with pain, depression, sorrow and losing my will to live because “They” were still beating me down, I wrote an e-mail to this guy and wondered if he answered his e-mails, oh well it was worth a try.
I told him my sordid tale the one I’ve just told you. Guess what? This guy wrote me back! He said “ Your only hope is to destroy anything occult related like tarot cards and books, magical implements etc…cut off all contact with those involved in the occult and any one who summons UFO’s. Get down on your knees and repent for all that you have done and give your life over to the Lord, Jesus Christ of Nazareth. I will be praying for you. ! Wow- What a Guy! On December 31, 2009 that is exactly what I did. Right on my living room floor after I opened the e-mail! Thank You, Mr. Lynn Anthony Marzulli! My life has not been the same Praise the Lord Jesus Christ of Nazareth! They don’t take me anymore, though they’ve tried, the pain is getting better and better the Lord is healing me day by day.
Lynn; it was your passion, knowledge and faith; steadfast at your “lonely post”. God is working, using what you do to bring others to the Lord Jesus Christ-Jeshua. Continue on, “Oh intrepid explorer”, because of you, I am born again.
I spent the last twenty years reading every arcane, esoteric, metaphysical book I could get my hands on. I will spend the rest of my days on this Earth reading the only book that I can hang my eternal soul upon…that wonderful, awesome, amazing-Guidebook to the Supernatural. God Bless You!