hippy boi >:(

This is from an earlier time in my writing and i have been too ashamed to post this but in light of my recent circumstances with this black magic clique i have felt the need to go public with this event and considering they are still waging a war on my being from the shadows i want them to be out in the open where they belong 

the person is listed in my captivation piece and of course as usual i attest to this under the threat of libel and perjury. i promised i would post this so people innerstand the war on my being that sometimes takes a year or a few to develop and then all chaos breaks loose from the shadows, The individuals appear as being all for my being or spirit and then all of a sudden they shift into a split personality that has a murderous envious side. like they say a mason above all others.
I don’t really know how to put this , so I will explain it to the best of my knowledge.

I know the extent to the nature of spiritual leaders troubles. From an early age I was labeled a sexual deviant by the minders that keep me captive here. It involved some illusion, a lot of lies, and mystery and great sadness on my part to the point of me wanting to take my own life due to the horror I felt living here.

My purpose in this piece is to enlighten all and relay some information that has been given a scattering spell. Neways I was always just free and expressive and knew I loved men so much …that was enough for most to label me, and some drama ensued with a police force, allowing the Masonic element to kick in.

Fast forward to quite a few years later I met this artist gypsy type we will call C.W. some major issues arose in our relationship as with most issues regarding the scorpions in society. We had fantastic sex I guess a few times, enlightening I guess in a sexual nature. I would always be told to read while having anal sex. i found this a bit weird but it soon became our twisted little fetish my take on it was it was easier for me to 'take it'  It was amusing and fun and eventually I found myself carted off to a few people to be judged based on my actions, a jury by your peers, in which none are in the know of. They just seem like a friendly dinner etc. I went to a reki masters house who is really into sai baba. What she didnt expect is me being such a striking resemblance to the current incarnation of sai baba, now mind you i dont look like the adult with the afro anybody that googles the younger version of the current sai will find i have a fiercely shocking resemblance to the spiritual leader...in effect this group was attempting to harness my spiritual capabilities so that it could be turned into a marketable product to make them all rich. I went to an obese gay man that is into photography/Burma and told me when you plant the seed, it will all happen and take effect.. Twice…Then I was introduced/entranced to a few “so called” enlightened hippy types like an eunich guy and a few others. the eunich ended up following me to vipassana on one occasion for simple observation and an enemy energy attack, and also subiliminated my eventual meeting with the costa rican ambassador by talking about costa rica all the time... very odd I say. This included heavy mind programming involving the implanted belief that a relative of his was wealthy and his wife Used to be an escort but she became rich after some time. Able to be a real socialite and fly away. After some introduction to this world. I was simply too young/naive/innocent to be aware of the enemies i have at this point.

I was invited to live at cw’s house of course the sublimination and hypnotism is relayed on a very methodical aspect. Great neways I was introduced to an “estarte” character a woman with two children. She was a stripper and danced for some pretty in the know people. At time as this Untouchable CW character artist would have the girls sitting on his lap while they were rubbing into him which i found disgusting.  At once I was told that I was “like a big kid” by one of the girls. One night I was invited to 'read' to her girls to put them to sleep. So I did…the bed was covered in urine. They had nothing in their apartment except a mattress and some borsche on the stove...poor kids, but they were having serious troubles financially and under the power of these various ganesh type hippies and i suspect they were sexually abused by all of these people in this hippy cult ,....I read to the girls to put them to sleep they were very tired and one girl was very agitated. They eventually fell asleep. I of course never thought anything in the moment about the situation, because I love children, I love older people, I love animals, I love elements and plants like I love all living beings. I put the book next to the bed shut the door and went next door where the artist I was living with said “WOW THAT took a long time”

I said yeah I read them two chapters and then they were gone. It was all pretty kewl considering the horror I was going thru at the time, crystal meth stuff, holistic healing and nutritional mind programming. Of course they were trying to literally cast a spell or hypnotize a naive soul that they thought would be prime target. Did I ever mess with their plans lol, their sickened souls have yet to find another target. Although I can feel them everywhere. I am not scared of these people. They have no hold over me, no spiritual hinderance occurred …no karmic implosion, no twist of fate. Kinda funny also that this person attempted to cut their arm with a cat-scratch. Nothing in comparison to my own suffering. the irony of being a perpetual teen that they perceive things in me being a deviance per se or even simply subscribing to being a fully gay male even in todays society makes you a target for these in the know people because they have access to more secret info on the subject of sexuality and like thieves they also target people of alternative sexualities to use their spiritual power for their doing...if people only knew that once gay men join masonry they are arranged into a love life and their sexuality seen as convertable. you give up the rights to being independence. you are expected to live your life in secret. this experience taught me that while i met this cw on a corner outside davie street there is no coincidences to meeting people in life....zero,  what may appear as a chance encounter may be a silly theory in the grand scheme of things.
these people were very much into some of what i attain as a higher being at this point in my life paradoxically and why i resist some elements of the resistance being in the know myself but i know i have the power to evolve past all of this and past this inherent programming of the system into a beautiful ever presence
this is what happens when lower sub beings get ahold of secret information on souls without checking for verification as to the truth of the claims against this person, they are lead to believe that you are deserving of torture...they thought because i was dealing with a crystal meth obsession (i call it that because it was far from an addiction but just a party thing but irony is you party for 10-12 days i was hardly addicted but thankfully it is out of my life for good) that i was easily suggestable to their neuro lingusitic torture and literally leading me on with hippy power words and code words to make me do things....

This illusion has been placed over me many times in familiar and situational occurances.

I am now fully aware of what state I was in when this happened, the nature of the illusion, the spells, the relation to many people I know, or have known, and the royalty that is behind it. the subliminals, the dark magik

The untouchables. The ones that will walk the earth spitting all over people. Trapping, blackmailing, killing, enslaving people. Well, things never really worked out with that gypsy artist per se.

I ended up going into a world where I met a guy thru him, fell in love, and only to have this scorpion come back up to deliver his final sting by cheating on my current lover on me, which is by definition seriously fucked up...but what is more fucked up than anything is that i am somehow being made to feel like i brought this on myself, that i deserved all of this in their own sick ego gratification, mind you i have a cold piercing pain in my temple for writing this but i dont care let me continue..... Now I am here trying to save the very soul I love.

From being cast into an abyss of purple haze. Blood. Split blood, sickness, child sacrifice, child rape, child kidnapping, illusion, dark arts, sex magic.

By virtue of their own distinctions and a past I am unaware of. I am able to wonder about whether any of their souls are retrievable. The grand hypnotism was in place for awhile.

Now my love is gone. I cannot advocate on his behalf anymore. I cannot continue with him anymore.

I pray for the very nature of his soul. I love everywhere and everyone. I know the path of the guru

I know the path of the   oracle, the enlightened ones. The funny thing is they cannot touch me.

Of course if something sinister happened I would be their slave . forced to do sickening things to people I never thought possible. I know the extent to the suffering of the men that I love so much. I know what those lost in the pain are going thru and exactly how it comes to play. It is mostly not their fault.

99% of it is none of their doing. That is the illusion of choice. You are heavily subliminated to do their deeds. In the end you sub consciously or un consciously make a choice depending on the given programming vs your own spiritual guardians showing you the way. It cannot be done unless they believe you deserve this life. Which is funny because I am the last that would be forced to endure this type of life. Far from it. Well, I was a financial criminal so that in itself is warrant enough to punish you until the very day you die. I will always love men. They are beautiful and trapped. The extent to the suffering of every man is known but never revealed. I love all beings with a loving kindness.

Well, interestingly enough this artist took the first three letters of my name and reinvented himself with my magic and power and influence which has been done before. Now he is known by the illegal name shahee…an outcast, in the underground, into dark and filth magic.. Like the ford boi-bloodbrother working in a restaurant with my namesake etc glorifying themselves in the trauma instilled on me, and in some ways perpetuating it in their own secret methodology. No secret will be A secret. No stone unturned. No darkness anywhere on earth. I am not into analyzing the situation or putting any thought into it, I just thought this may help somebody down the path with their own figurative and logical reasoning.

I love you as you love me. May we all come out of this cycle of madness that has been repeating in the exact same self similar fashion for millennia. (just a bit more modern everytime) ;) people will try and make you believe the existence is as it seems. It is always a little more complicated Like I said, it is incredible, I would never really put much thought into it, unless it was required. Why bother? It is always funny to them how far you have come, able to change yourself and others, in the entire world. Not fitting of the characteristics that are used as a code. The feeling of being the only loving soul on a planet left, for a complete energy changing time.i always say 17 yrs is my limit, not only because i am emotionally on the level of a 17 yr old...and besides i could land any bloke this age because of my striking smile and ability to connect and simply because i dont have an old face or whatever and the coons are just jealous cause they couldnt land a 17-18-19 year old hottie even if they wanted too. but even still i like older men usually  the blokes this age are just funny i mean twinks are a different breed all together - any younger is just disgusting but that is what 90% of the more secret elements thrive on is child sex with these fucked up weirdos so really they are attempting to bring me in based on deviance is a little silly...if he doesnt have a credit card its no use dating the bloke what are you gonna go on a date with lunchables?? lool    meanwhile i fight off extremely suggestable psychic influence to shut down this blog and also my captivation piece, it takes quite a bit of effort to fight of the vibration as trivial but also adds to my argument of the illusion of independent choice in a luciferian society. i just cant help but wonder who in the grand lodge of the bc and yukon i havent slept with...

- Shaun A. Delage