Elder Galactia: "Demons are monsters... Completely deformed...
When the fires of eternal hellfire come upon you, you will take a good look at your government...
OLD LADY Galatia
"The demons are monsters... Completely deformed... They do not deign to show
their ugliness but they come to me as they are... Especially at night... When every
night I talk on the phone with my Antonis (Moraitakis) there they are! They walk around me
but they don't touch me... They make some strange movements... You feel like
laughing... I tell Antonis and describe them... At some point, I caress with my hand
the picture of the Archangel that I have next to me... I look at them
sternly at the
same time
and they leave in a panic... They leave through the closed western
window... Anthony got used to me telling him... One evening when I was talking to
Fr. Anthony, I saw a wild all-black man approaching me like a nigger... I told
Fr. Anthony and he abruptly said <good night> and hung up the phone... Then
I laughed... I said to the black muskrat: <Did you see what you did to me? You interrupted me with
my child! Get lost!> I patted the Virgin Mary I had next to me and she went up in smoke!
The beards (faces) of the bears are not described... Sometimes they have a
huge blood-red
eye
in the middle of the head... It squeezes wildly... Other times they
have
three
blood-red
eyes
, small, small, two together and one below... Their fingers are completely
parahuman (deformed). They are as wide as a doorknob. I never touch
the doorknob and it's the demons' fingers. It's like the legs and claws
of some big birds... The hair is all straight (up to) six inches long... When I see
young men come for confession to Fr. Anthony and have hair like this
(spike) I take them with love and take them to the washbasin and beat them up... Then,
I explain to them why... You see them (the demons) with earrings, on the nose, on the
belly, and even on the tongue... With wild drawings on them (tattoos), with
strange trousers... Whatever they launch on people today,
they show
me
on them... They open their mouths like rubber bands, make them
huge, and show me some teeth as small as telia (wires) glowing
red
hot...
Stink, stink, stink... You feel like throwing up...
They turn your insides inside out...
Nothing in this world stinks like that...
Maybe the corpse fiber after sixteen days when the dead body bursts into the
grave... But still, there is nothing like that worldly stench... That's how
the unrepentant people who have
power
over the stink...
When I get up 2-3 in the middle of the night and sit on the chair to
rest my operated legs and pray (I couldn't
change sides in bed), they come, grab the chair, and turn me
around, around... I hold the chair tightly and mock them: <I'm not falling>
I tell
them
<I'm not falling... Whatever you do...>. They stumble and go away... But one time,
they grabbed
me
and put me under the bed... God granted it so that
I could understand more that only by His own power we can defeat Him... I pulled the
phone cord and the device fell... Fortunately, I know
Ririka's phone
by heart...
I woke her up, she came and opened it and picked me up... I couldn't
get up on
my own...
I have a dimorph (two-fold icon) and with it I spend
every day holding and walking so that I don't get touched. And with my grandfather's cross (Fr. Nicholas) I cross my bed and all the
main parts of the house
every morning
so that they won't touch me... Their rage is to see me
grab the censer and the cognac! The censer, many times, they have thrown it at me...
When I make kombucha... There you see... Once there came a meaty reed, like a
neck, and on the upper side, it had a cock's head... It stung my hands to
let go of the kombucha... I took good care of it... Not by myself... I entrusted it to the
heavenly powers...
Another time it came like a shameless woman and shamelessly showed me
its buttocks... They were huge... I was indifferent and she came and touched me on
the nose
with them...
I whipped her with the knob as if she caught fire
in that spot... Eglaka (it ran fast-wastefully) and burst into the opposite
pedestal (wall)... It stank the world... But she came back after a few days and
shamelessly said to me: <Why did you burn my Mr... With what I show,
I now rule the world, small and big...>. I wasted no time in answering him:
<You haven't seen anything yet! When the fire of eternal hell will come to
you, you will see
your government well...> he growled and disappeared... He becomes more fun
when he masquerades and fights (struggles) to fool me... I always laugh (then)
and say to him: <Go (go) poor man to where they do not possess you...
We know well your stench, the creepiness you bring, and the scrapes
(pretentious movements) you make... He came once as a Despot. He was wearing
Mitra, Pateritsa, everything... He was getting tired and making very puffy walks...
As soon as he realized that I noticed him... Shoe... (he put it on his feet).
He is masquerading but not in the slightest way anything different from what
he is... Those who have known him, recognize him immediately...
Once I said to him: - <Tell me, poor man, in the name of the One who
stabbed
you
with the nails of the Cross, what do you consider your greatest
achievement?>
He replied: - "Convincing people that I don't exist!"
- "And how do you convince them?
- <I make them believe that everything I do is psychology and
fantasy>
- <And which of the works of men pleases you most?>
- Answer: <the being invited to go to do business (sorcery),
the blasphemies, the blood (murders - melees), and the anomalies>...
- The Elder said more and concluded: <You with Christ
be and do not be afraid... Do not be afraid of Him but do not play
with Him either...! He has great power... Christ only turns him to dust...!
Don't ever think that you have defeated Him... He will melt away. Whatever
good you do, count it Christ's... And whatever evil you do,
write it down as being yours and the monkey's (the devil's)... Then
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