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Francelina Almeida

The testimony describes a woman who says she spent years seeking spiritual truth through multiple religions and eventually became deeply involved in occult practices, which she later experienced as dark and empty. She reports that during a moment of intense emotional and spiritual crisis she encountered Jesus, which led to a dramatic conversion marked by repentance, emotional transformation, and a desire to follow Christianity. After joining church and seeking deeper spiritual experience, she claims to have had visions of spiritual realms, including Hell—depicted as a place of suffering, demonic organization, and judgment—and Heaven, described as a realm of peace, worship, divine order, and rewards for faithful believers. The account concludes with her emphasis on evangelism, spiritual warfare themes, and the belief that God revealed these experiences to warn people and encourage repentance and faith in Christ.

A FORMER JOURNALIST JOURNEY TO HEAVEN AND HELL

I want to bear witness about my testimony. When the Lord called me, I was in the world in a mire of sludge. I was raised in a college run by nuns in the city of Rio de Janeiro at the Santo Amaro High School.

I was going about life in ignorance seeking the truth. I spent a certain time there in this institution for I wanted to be Our Lady Mary's daughter. My parents were wealthy people but they knew nothing about the Living God. I did not know Him either.

I was working in journalism for 23 years of my secular life. I was there in the clutches of the devil. In that period I was working as a press officer. I did journalism and served in my profession for many years. I used to do press services for certain well-known politicians known nationally in Brazil and I had a radio and television program.

SEARCHING FOR THE TRUTH

I got to a point in my life where I needed God. I had a great desire to meet the Living God for I believed there was a God out there but I did not know what to do to reach Him. I had a seed of faith. I was in search of God.

As a result, I went through several religions, sects, and heresies. I was previously in Catholicism, then in Buddhism. Later I got in Kardecist spiritism then in the numerology of control that is mind control. I went through the chakra mantras and I studied the Tarot and stones and finished in Candomblé, that have many followers, mainly Afro-Brazilians.

I lived life in the clutch of Satan for 17 years. At the age of 17, I became a master of divine forces of nature. I had to fulfill a lot of sacrifices and obligation to reach that level. I had 5 blood pacts with Satan. My body was opened by razor 5 times in 17 years. I drank blood and I opened the grave at the cemeteries to do a ritual for fame. As a result, I had success and money.

However, there was an emptiness inside of me. For many years I was in ritual and I drank dirty water coming from slaughter animals mixed with leaf fruits. It was stinking water smelling bad. I drank from that dirty water until the day the Lord Jesus took me with His strong hand.

He rescued me and I stopped drinking that dirty water. I started to drink the clean and pure crystalline water from the fountain of the throne of God that only the Lord Jesus can give. Praise the name of the Lord.

One day I went to shed a lot of animal blood and I drank a lot of blood. As a result, my covenant was renovated and I made new pacts with the spirit of nature. Afterward, I went to take shower. I remember my head was shaved during these rituals. It was when I was taking a shower that something beyond ordinary happened in my life.

My body was overwhelmed by an incredible feeling that I never felt before. I started to cry for I knew this was God's touch. Something significant was happening to me. At that moment I thought about Him that I learned at the nuns' college that spoke of the Lord. It just came up in my mind. I sat down right there in the bathroom under the shower. It was the longest birth of my life. From that day onward I spent 30 days crying to God for I wanted to know God.

There was actually a great war for my soul for the devil was fighting for my soul. In that period of my life, the enemy did not want to let go. Before me was a path leading to the Lord Jesus and the kingdom of the heavens.

On a Sunday when I went down in my garage in order to go to church to my surprise the enemy had taken all the gas out of the car though I left the tank full. I sat on my room crying. When some friends came, they found me in that state. They were worried and they asked me, "What's wrong?" I was really desperate and I asked the water which was given to me.


One of my friends opened the Word of God and gave me Matthew 5 which talked about the Beatitudes. When I started to read that passage I sensed the Word of God entering my soul. It went down in me and cooled my soul. The word gave me peace and tranquility.

On that day, I decided to come to church. I gave my life to Christ in a traditional Church and I stayed there serving Him but the devil worked full power to stop me. I wanted to know the power of God and I was going to that church which was a blessing to me. Every week, I wore the best clothes to go to church.

I attended the church and read the Bible. I like the stories in the Bible but in my soul, I was still asking for more than that. I wanted to experience the touch, the power and the presence of God and on a beautiful day my husband said to me, "Look there is a church service of the Assembly of God on Thursday and if you want we'll go there".

I was attending a church which was a traditional Church but I wanted something that would change my life. I wanted another touch and another experience. Days later I went with my husband to the church. We were received by a welcoming sister who hugged me and has a friendly conversation.

Very quickly I joined the service where there was a lot of people. It was on Thursday at 3 p.m. Yet there were a lot of people I thought these people had nothing to do. I was curious to see what was happening there. It was my a journalistic curiosity. I sat on that chair that seems like waiting there for me and then praise began.

The church was full and there were people speaking mystery and unknown language. I started to be scared. I said, "This must be Macumba." Macumba is an Afro-Brazilian religion that is characterized by a marked syncretism of traditional African religions, European culture, Brazilian Spiritualism, and Roman Catholicism.

As the service was going on I started to tremble. I rebuked that trembling that was happening to me in the name of Jesus Christ. I wanted to get out but I could not get up from the chair for my legs were trembling. In the end, I fell on that cold floor but I did not lose my consciousness. The power of God was upon me and I was baptized with the Holy Spirit of God in that place and I went home drunk with the spirit. I got more and more drunk and on that day my life has changed dramatically.

My son noticed the change and said I was fanatical. There was total change and total transformation when the power of God fell in my life. Yet Satan was trying to cast doubt and unbelief so that I may doubt the Spirit of God. I began to pray and said, "Lord you know that I served the devil, otherwise he cannot be part of my life anymore but I want you to talk to me if what I'm feeling is you. I am truly yours."

And the Lord gave me revelation 19. The Holy Spirit of God opened my understanding. I could read and understand and discern the word. It was something awesome, praise be to the name of the Lord. At that moment Satan fell to the ground in my life in the name of Jesus. Right after this experience, I had to confront the spirit of lies for I was a journalist. Sometimes I had to lie because of the profession.

Moreover, I had a demonic spirit of consumerism. I made a lot of money in my profession which I spend on buying things that I don't use. I always felt like going shopping.

One fine day I was doing my devotion for every morning. Before leaving I read and meditate on the word and that day there was a light in heaven strong and blue. A very beautiful day but something caught my attention in the sky. It was a white point that was growing. I was looking at it when suddenly I saw a lion flying and in a split-second, he was in my place. He had eyes of fire. When he landed in my room with his wings I prayed.

Immediately I was raptured in the air for that lion took me up in the air and I went contemplating the land the cities and the many places. There was no mouth communication but telepathic communication with the lion. I contemplated the planet Earth from space.

As we were rising I began to fall. I was spinning around falling then I entered a place where I saw big shackles. I fell in that place at a tremendous speed. Everything was covered with something sticky so slippery and suddenly I got to the end of a tunnel. A door opened before me. There was the angel of the Lord who came for me. He said, "Come I will show you hell."

When I entered that place I came across a tragic scene. It was horrible, a dreary place, a place really hot. There is nothing that can define the horrible stench. There were prison cells in the dungeon of Hell. In that place I saw 150 to 200 people in each cell, there was a lot of people in many cells and those people were being afflicted by thousands of demons of all sizes.

I saw the affliction of people who were crying. Truly, people were calling for help. They were screaming and crying and I looked and I saw that people in Hell were conscious. When people died they do not lose consciousness and they remember everything they left in the world.

(HELL) CELL OF THE POPULAR FIGURES 


The angel took me to the departments of Hell. Another gate opened. Inside were smaller cells. I started to contemplate people who were known authorities, people of the world of music industries. I saw cultural artists. I saw the archbishop and I went looking for people I have known on the surface. The devil's afflicted these people. In this cell of the popular figures, they were more demons but a smaller number of people. The angel tells me, "People who are very well known on the surface of the earth who think that there is no Jesus and there is no God when they arrived in Hell they are in much more distressed realities."

And when I looked there were also pastors, there were women leaders of prayer circles and there were young people. I said, "Why are these people there?" The angel said, "This pastor used to teach that hell was not what counts for they were already saved. Once you accepted Jesus you're already saved. She teaches that you do not need to worry about entering heaven or hell. We are under grace, not the law. "

The angel told me, "The women leaders and three young people who were there were people who contend with people. They caused dissent and division within the church. They were also people who robbed God for they were not faithful in tithing. Robbers will not enter Heaven." We think that a robber is the one who's stealing out there but not giving tithe is equal to stealing. Many are robbing God. Tithing is faithfulness to godly worship. Thieves will not enter into the glory of God. We steal in tithes and offerings which is written in the word. And the word is the truth and the light in our paths. We have to walk in it for it's our manual.

The angel was explaining to me right there what was happening in that place. He tells me those people who were there were full of gossip and slandering that led them to this place. Instead of slandering we have to pray for our neighbor and not judge them. If your brother is down you can pray and fast for him. Try to rescue and bring him back instead of slandering and gossiping. Then another gate opened before us.

THE GATHERING OF DARK POWER IN HELL.  


When the gate opened, I saw a great meeting taking place in this part of hell. It was the gathering of demons and fallen angels. Evil powers were gathered here. The kingdom of hell is well organized. In this gathering, there were principalities powers fallen angels who are accountable to Satan who supervised the hierarchy of the forces of the universe. The demons that are the soldiers are accountable to the rulers of darkness. Dominion is accountable to the power of attorney. Powers are accountable to principalities and principalities are accountable to Satan. They were all analyzing their device and the deceptive infrastructure of lies over the world and they were trying to upgrade and modernize their tactics and the strategies.

The vision of Satan is to take the greatest proportion and number of human and if possible the whole humanity. He knows he will be defeated. He will truly be cast into the lake of fire and sulfur for eternity. He hates the human race for we are in the image and in the likeness of God. The devil is in the world more and more acting with greater force and he is invading the end-time Church with a great army of demons with him in order to take God's people away from the presence of the Lord. He wants to cool the faith of many and stop the prayer. They are working hard.

In this summit, I saw the devil of rejection there in hell. I saw the demon of insomnia whose name is Sonia. There's another demon called "Bye." There are a lot of demons whose names are words that are everyday on people lips. Every time we say "Bye" the demon called "Bye" receives honors in Hell. There is a demon in Hell who gets honor every time we say "Good morning" for that is his name. The same thing when we say "Good evening" and "Goodnight" for these are demons' names. There is also a demon called "Goddamnit." There is another demon called the f-word who gets honor in Hell when people say the f-word they have named that in people lips. Whenever people say "Go to hell" there is a demon that his honor in hell for his name is "Go to hell."

In this meeting, I saw the demon of the rebellion who is causing a lot of rebellion on the earth and when there is rebellion in the church against the hierarchy he gets honor in hell. I want to tell you that these demons are souls winners. They are accountable to the devil and they always parade souls of men that they had captured and swallowed to the devil. They are reaping souls through suicide homicides through drugs alcoholism and accident.

During this evil meeting, devils were always consulting and trying to figure out a new tactic to capture authentic and true men of God. Whenever God raised a preacher he would become the target of the council of demons. I saw the devil asking about a particular pastor and he said to the other demons, "Can you give me his number? His church is growing. We must tie him to adultery. We must get a woman to fool with him." And they were preparing to give the information that the demon wanted. In this gathering, they were plotting and conspiring to bring down men of God and women of God who are women of prayer. I saw the demon who worked in the church and who coordinate these operations inside the church to cause men of God to fall.

CHILDREN IN H3LL 

Children are going to hell for the souls of the little one has become the prey of the enemy. The angel took me to another place where I beheld children in hell. When I saw this extreme reality I was  disturbed. I said, "How can these children be here? They seem 5 to 7." The angel told me, "When the children learn to ask food, drink, and clothes of their preference it means that they have developed the knowledge of good and evil. When the child says I do not like these clothes I want  that one when the child says I do not like this food I want the other one he has developed the ability to distinguish things. At that moment he has entered the age of accountability and he has developed  his own will. He now has the knowledge and become accountable. It is at that moment that Christian must make sure that they are teaching the child the way of the Lord for the devil is now targeting the souls of the little one."  

In hell, I observed many children and we must be careful about children program and animation for  the Dragon has entered children cartoon and animation to take their soul to hell. The angel told me  God's time of life is not counted like the man. The Lord count our age the moment we raise our  hand and we accept Jesus as Lord and Savior. We grow up when we are in the presence of the Lord  when we talk about Jesus and take the word to the people. We grow when we are rescuing other and when we are multipliers of the kingdom of heavens. Each of us will stand before the throne and we  will be judged on the basis of the number of souls that were to be delivered as part of our mission.  

THE CENTRAL TELEVISION IN HELL 

The angel of the Lord took me to another place in hell and when the gate opened, I contemplated a  place that seemed to be a closed-circuit television. There were a lot of monitors displaying  programs from all over the world. The angel said, "Here is the eye of the beast. He is already in  control and operational and ruling the world through the television. World TV is connected to this central station right in the lava of Hell. The Antichrist is interacting and influencing the whole  world. We are going to see the Antichrist."  

I want to say to the brothers that the Antichrist is already in this world. He was begotten by a virgin  in a ritual of fertility and he is in the European community. He is ready to reveal his face to the  world and the world will see him. He's already working and this man will be the key to this peace  treaty.  


CARTOONS

In this place, I contemplated animals that are cartoons character. A lot of them are in Disneyworld.  They are demons. In this place, there were the people who are a demon of male homosexuality.  There was the Teletubbies, Tinky Winky, Dipsy, Laa-Laa and Po.  

The angel said all these characters are demons. All the popular characters in horror movies are  demons. Today all these demons are already in the world. At that time some of them were in  preparation for release. I did not have these games. At that time there was no mention of them. Ten  years since I was raptured everything was already prepared in Hell and I started to look at all these  cartoons. I said, "But my kids watch all this". I thought it was really cute. The angel told me, "When kids sit before the screen and watch these cartoons these demons enter through the hearing and the  vision and they lodge in the stomach and body of the children."  

"Once these demons enter the children they would begin to work and modify the personality and  attitude of the children who begin to become restlessly disobedient. The children will begin to have  a change of attitude. Often the child will begin to have a sleep issue. The child will begin to be  worked on by the demons of rejection in him. As long as the demon remains in the child, the child  will grow up with thoughts like, "No one likes me. My father does not like me."  

The demon of rejection will follow him in the church, among friends, in the workplace. The demon  of rejection will arrange and prepare the place for the spirit of depression and this unclean spirit of  depression comes with insomnia which is a devil. They are all demons working together and it was first rejection then depression then insomnia then suicide and they are working together in the life  of the victim by creating situations for other demons to come. This devil is earning more honors in  hell.  

Depression is working and leading people to suicide ending the person's life and Satan get one more rewards for him plus one soul for him. Depression is also taking people to male homosexuality. And then the angel took me out of that place.  

FASHION AND STYLES 

When we went through another door that opened there appeared to be a big fashion show and there  was a great movement. The movement was organized work. The angel said, "This place here is where Satan prepares everything human used in the world. Everything that people wear on the  surface. Men and women shoes are made here."  

Men and women fashions and styles are all designed here and they are prepared here in advance  before being released on the surface. The long skirts with the cracks, skirts with the cracks right in  the bottom, on the sides in the front. I saw in this place skirts that had not yet existed back then but  today they are in the trend and fashionable. There were tip-top skirts and they are savvy.  

I saw splinter clothing which they said to be very comfortable. There was the fashion that is used  today by everyone which is called free Belly. That's when a model arrives in hell and the first thing  she did was to download skirts. She was supposed to be the owner of the brand. She began to produce the free belly that women wear today. It was already there at that time in hell where I was watching the pants.  

We have to know that models, stylists and fashion designers are not always the creators for demon  come up with fashions and new trend. I saw a demon shooting an arrow in the mind of a fashion  designer. The arrow was an inspiration that came like a thought in the mind of the stylist and  fashion designers who did not know that they have created the fashion that was already set in hell  which will be sold globally and will eventually enter the church.  

The goal is really the Church of Jesus. The goal is you who are in the company of God. I was  looking at everything in this section of Hell. The pants yes in hell they were designing the clothes  women wear including men. There were also pants for men. I know brothers in Scotland wear skirts but they do not wear it day to day because it is culture and I want to say for the brothers about jeans. Some of these clothes are enshrined every last Friday of the month in the City of London in  England. It is sacrificed at the altar in a ritual by a Satanist with human blood as shed. I had a lot of  jeans because I worked in jeans. They say jeans do not go out of style. I often past to observe all  these years between fashion coming out and see their jeans. 

Then the angel took me where I contemplated high heels and I said even the shoe. The angel  pointed to a female demon. There was a transfigured demon who was a woman. She dressed in a  skirt that revealed her intimate part. The skirt was marking her intimate part. Any sister coming to  church with this skirt will cause brothers to sin in their mind. The skirts were there and the shoe. I  went looking at those pants for men which were there. I looked at the transparent clothes and all the  shoes. We're still going to see a lot of fashion very soon. There are style and new trends that are still going to come up from hell. A lot of fashions are still there in hell.  

MAKEUP BEAUTY PRODUCT AND JEWELRY

Then the angel took me through another door. I found a large bench and there were all kinds of  makeup product, eyeliners, face powders. The masks were also there. I saw the blushes lipsticks, the last collection was all there in a hell of all colors that did not yet exist here. I saw the nail varnishes  of all kinds on the base.  

Beloved, everything that hides and conceals the truth is a lie. Makeup is a lie. I contemplated the  hair dyes of this year. The paintings of nails from brown to red. The angel told me, "All this makeup hides God's truth for Satan is a lie."  

We were moving in this section of the beauty product. I found that I liked the earrings so well hung  golden silver earring hip bracelet. I saw a bangle that looked like a Christmas tree meeting the  prince of this world.  

Then the angel took me in another place so much organized and beautiful. A door opened before us  and there came a man all dressed in white. He was cute. Actually, he was the most beautiful man I  had seen in my life. That man was perfect and he came in my direction and I started to look at him.  And when he was coming closer to me his eyes became evil but the angel stretched his hand before  him to stop him. And the man asked the angel, "What is she doing here?" At that moment the claws  started to come out of this man. He started to transform himself and his clothes started to tear up.  He started to grow monstrous and it was horrible. I remember these horror movies. They lose in  comparison to the devil for he is truly ugly. One eye all bogey on the whole side hairy it was rather  brownish green. It was weird.  

I said, "Jesus take me away from here," and at that moment when I called the name of the Lord  Jesus I was taken from that place.  

THE KINGDOM OF HEAVEN 

Suddenly I landed on a beautiful green grass different I've never seen it on the earth. The angel who  was there in Hell said, "I'm going to show you the glory of God for the heaven is beautiful." I  entered that place where I beheld the music of heaven whose melody was soft. There is no similar sound and no man can produce and create a sound of this celestial song that the angels and the saints of heaven were emitting. The multitude was all the time attending the throne and there were  thousands of angels attending the big reverberation which was the glory of God. I could see His  perfect shape though His face was like the Sun. He is so beautiful like brilliant glazing turning into  crystal.  

In heaven, the angels go back and forth in a great speed. When I got in heaven I was in such glory that I did not remember life on the earth anymore. We do not remember anything anymore. I did not remember that I was married. I forgot that I had a husband and children and a mother. I did not remember relatives, friends or colleagues. We have totally lost consciousness of earthly thing in the  heavenly world.  

Moreover, in the celestial region, we do not walk. The people float and fly in the paradise of God.  In the celestial paradise, everything is all gold and crystal. Heaven is like liquid gold. It is such pure gold that we do not have on earth. It is something tremendous. I've never seen anything like this.  

Then we arrived before a magnificent building in this Golden City. When the angel opened the gate  I walked through that door. I saw the angel heading to a wall of gold and he pulled something like a  box and he opened that little box and told me, "Here are your hairs." I remember in my professional life I had short hair because it was easier and quicker to go to work in television with short hair. It was easier to brush. The angel showed me my hair that I used to cut which were collected and  transformed into gold. The angel collects women hair so that they will not go to waste.  

THE RECORDING ANGEL 

And then the angel took me from there. We arrived before another stupendous building in this  celestial world where there was a very large movement of angels working and writing on rolls. The  angel told me, "Here is the archive library of heaven where registration and recording take place."  The angel told me, "Each Saint on the earth have been assigned a recording angel whose duty is to  write and record every action of the saint on the earth. As we are here gathered in the church there is an angel writing and recording everything I am talking about. All the action and deeds we do are  recorded in celestial books by angels. There is an angel who keeps track of everything you do  everything you say and think everything is registered.

The angel went there in this archive Hall and he pulled the golden book upon which were written all my action. He came with that golden book and he opened it. He said, "Everything is written." The  angel told me when the gospel is preached whenever people come to Christ the Lord erases all their  sins and throw everything there in the sea of oblivion. Truly everything you did before your  repentance is thrown in the sea of oblivion. It is from the moment we lift our hand and confess our  sin that all of our sins since birth are erased and forgotten. We are thus newborn and new creation  whose sins were thrown into oblivion never to be remembered again. It is when we are born again  in the spirit that the Lord assigned the angel of archive and record. His duty is to write everything  we do and say. Everything is recorded for we are now a new creation. We are born anew. The  recording angel will be writing every one of our action and deed throughout the day while we are  awake the moment we lay down to sleep. This angel of archive and recording will ascend to heaven  and the guardian angel will be protecting us in the night when we sleep. When we wake up again in  the morning the angel of archive and recording would be writing everything we do and say and  think.  

From that place, the angel took me somewhere else before another beautiful building which shines  brightly in heaven. Everything is very resplendent in God's paradise. There are no words to define  and to describe the beauty that is the glory of God.  

We were now before the anointing building. I went into that place and inside were the saints of  heaven together. The angel told me, "Here is the anointing room". In this beautiful place, angels were working and pouring a milky liquid on God's servants as they do different works of God.  

The angel said, "Look when people are used by the Spirit of God, when the Saint are talking about  Jesus to their neighbor, when you say to someone Jesus loves you, when you're leaving to  evangelize, when a man is preaching the word, when the Spirit of God is healing, when you are  operating in the spirit, there will be an overflow of oil." Praise the name of the Lord. 


Then we left that celestial building and we arrived before another beautiful building. When we enter there was a movement of the chalices. Actually, they were golden goblets and golden cups. I  contemplated those very beautiful goblets. Everything in heaven is very beautiful very perfect and I  saw those empty chalices which were with a little liquid; others were already overflowing.  

The Angels told me, "Here are the tears that I harvested from the prayers of the saints on earth."  Angels collect tear that fall from our eyes when we are in the presence of the Lord. When we cry in  the presence of the Father when we are seeking the Spirit of God when we are crying with our  problems and our difficulties to the Lord, our tears are collected in these golden cups. When those tears begin to overflow the blessings will start to overflow. The petition will be delivered. Praised be the name of the Lord.  

Your tears do not stay on the earth. They do not stay on the ground. They are taken when you're washing your face after praying. There are times we feel that big rejoicing in the Holy Spirit. You will start to cry though you do not even know why. The tears will be coming down and your tears  are being gathered. 

 CROWNS OF THE SAINTS 


And from that place, the angel took me to another celestial building highly respondent with a crown of the saints were kept. Our crowns are glorious and not like the crowns of kings of the earth. The more you win souls, the more adornment and precious stones your crown gets. When you rescue lives through the preaching of the gospel, precious stones and pebbles are added onto your crown. You have to do the work of God. The more you are committed the more precious stones are added on your crown. Let the name of the Lord be praised.

When we left this building I was contemplating movement of angels in this eternal and golden world where there is no night where I could hear the song of angel and melody everywhere. The song is everywhere in heaven. Praise the name of the Lord for heaven is something very beautiful. And there the angel took me towards the glory which was the throne of the Father. I suddenly contemplated that I was in front of the throne of God. I could not see God until then I did not know whether I was going to stay forever there in the celestial paradise enjoying the wonder of heaven. I contemplated the throne but I could not see the face of God because of the glory which very strong in my eyes. To the side of the throne were thousands of angels, Seraphim cherubim and happy saints of heaven praising God. They were smaller angels and big angels. The angels had harp and trumpet on their mouths. They were singing with soft sound something very beautiful. It was perfect tuning. Praise the Lord's name.

I beheld before the throne of the Father a beautiful table where we are going to seat with the Lord Jesus Christ. This table has no feet. It had no end and was like floating. It was ornamented beautifully. Everything is beautiful and wonderful in the celestial world. On the chairs prepared for the Saints, I saw our name engraved on stones which seem like round pebbles where are our names recorded. My name on earth is Francelina however in the eternal kingdom of heaven I have a new name engraved on for the chair which is mine for I have a new identity in the ages to come which is different from my earthly identity which you received when you were begotten in the womb of your mother. When we were born again we had received a new identity in the kingdom of heaven and we have a new name.



Later the Lord showed me in Hell, the liberal Church in Hell. The angel took me to another place and we opened the door. I looked the angel said, "Here is the church that has not yet rise. The liberal and materialist church that will rise."

Demons of Anime, Son Goku, and Mysticism

A passionate warning about the spiritual dangers hidden in modern entertainment, especially content consumed without discernment or prayer. The author shares personal experiences and visions showing how seemingly harmless shows, especially anime and cartoons, have become spiritual gateways that bind and oppress many, particularly youth. Through deliverance, prayer, and bold preaching, lives have been transformed, families awakened, and chains broken. The message is clear: this is not a call to religion, but a call to holiness, obedience, and urgent repentance in light of the end-time judgment. The author emphasizes that now is the time to wake up, purify the home, and live fully for Christ, no matter the cost.


THE SPIRITUAL AWAKENING

It was early in the morning, exactly at 3:07 a.m., when something woke me up with a force that was not natural. I opened my eyes, but the darkness in the room seemed denser than usual, as if a living shadow covered the walls. I felt a weight on my chest, a cold and oppressive presence. I was not alone—I knew that the spiritual realm had invaded my room. I tried to pray, but my voice was breaking. It was then that a deep, mocking voice spoke to me without moving its lips: “Do you want to know who is behind your favorite hero? Do you think it's all fantasy?”

I froze. In my mind, a clear image of Goku appeared—the character I had followed for years. But this time his eyes did not reflect bravery, but darkness. Since I was a child, I grew up with Dragon Ball. I admired Goku’s power, his constant struggle to excel, his bravery. I even imitated his movements, screamed like him—he enveloped me in his energy. I thought it was just fun, something innocent. I never imagined I was opening a dangerous spiritual door.

A week before that night, I had begun a fast, seeking more of God, longing for direction and revelation. I didn't expect what was coming. Each night, the dreams became more intenseshadows, deformed figures, eyes watching me from corners. The spiritual atmosphere became dense, as if I had disturbed something that didn’t want to be revealed.

That night, I was taken in spirit to a dark place. I don’t know if it was a dream or a vision, but I experienced it as if I were there. A gray desert, without light or wind. On the horizon, a hunched figure approached, floating—not walking. When it stopped in front of me, its face was a mixture of beauty and horror. “I inspired your favorite warrior,” it said with a poisonous smile.

CONFRONTING SATAN

I couldn’t speak. It was Satan, and I knew it. His presence was suffocating, his gaze pierced my soul. He raised a hand and, as if projecting a movie, showed me scenes of the creative process behind Goku. I saw rituals, symbols, creators surrounded by Buddhist, Hindu, and occult figures. I saw fire, invocations, and pacts.

Goku isn’t just a character,” the entity whispered. “He’s a channel. He’s the messianic figure followed by thousands of young people. I designed him that way—powerful, humble, brave—but without God. A savior without a cross, a hero without redemption.” I felt like vomiting everything I admired for years. Now I saw it as a veil of deception.

I remembered 2 Corinthians 11:14, “And no marvel; for Satan himself is transformed into an angel of light.” That was Goku—a mask, constructed to appear noble but laden with spiritual symbolism alien to Christ. He wasn’t a warrior of light. He was an instrument of seduction, disguised as self-improvement.

I saw how millions of children and adolescents, even Christians, shouted “Kamehameha”, not knowing they were imitating an energy channeling based on Qi, a spiritual concept from the East rooted in esotericism. It’s not fictionit’s doctrine disguised as entertainment.

The scene changed. I saw myself in front of a child’s television. Behind me, a shadow fed on me. Satan looked at me and said, “Thank you for letting us in. You opened the door.” I cried. I felt guilty. I had given years of my life to something that didn't come from heaven, but from the abyss.

A LIGHT APPEARS

At that moment, a light appeared, and a sweet but powerful voice said, “Wake up, son.” It was the Holy Spirit. I felt covered by peace that contrasted with the horror before. I saw myself falling to my knees, repenting, crying, trembling, and being set free.

I went to the room where I kept my anime-related things. I destroyed all my discs, figures, and posters—not because someone forced me to, but because I understood I was contaminated. I did it out of obedience and love for the truth. I read Deuteronomy 18:10–12 and wept even more: “Let no one be found among you who practices divination or a soothsayer… For anyone who does these things is an abomination to the Lord.” The anime I loved so much was full of elements forbidden by God. I had been deceived for years.

From that night on, my life changed. The Lord opened my eyes. I understood that not everything that entertains is harmless. The enemy is cunning, disguising himself with narrative aesthetics and charisma, but his goal is always to divert, confuse, and destroy. Today, I warn you with tears in my eyes: Be careful what you consume. There is content designed to entertain the soul while it contaminates the spirit. If Christ is not the center, there is likely darkness behind it.

What seems innocent may be a subtle trap. Revelation 18:4 resounds in my heart: “Come out of her, my people, so that you will not participate in her sins.” It's time to cleanse our houses, our eyes, and our minds. Christ is coming soon. May He not find you entertained with idols while the trumpets sound.

SPIRITUAL WARFARE AFTER DELIVERANCE

After that day, my spirit entered an intense war. The enemy tried whispering lies: “You’re exaggerating, it was just a cartoon, everyone watches it.” But the voice of the Spirit was stronger: “I showed you the truth. Don’t go back like a dog to its vomit.” I began to notice things I had previously ignored. Every time I passed by a comic book store, I felt oppression and sadness. The spiritual atmosphere was charged. It wasn’t about the objects, but about what they representedposes and symbols exalting a power that didn’t come from God.

One day, while praying, I had a vision. I saw a large crowd, blindfolded, walking toward a cliff. They carried dolls, books, cell phones, consoles. They were laughing, singing anime songs, but didn’t see the abyss before them. Behind the crowd were demonic entities disguised with a childlike aesthetic, mocking and shouting: “More followers! More souls for the fire!” I felt an urgency to warn, to speak without fear.

Since then, every time I share this testimony, I feel the support of heaven. I don’t seek fame or attention, but I know many young people are trapped in chains that seem colorful but bind the soul. The enemy doesn’t need you to hate God; it’s enough for you to love what separates you from Him.

I began to investigate and discovered that many creators of anime and manga openly confessed their connection to Eastern philosophies, mystical practices, and transcendental meditation. Some even spoke of entities that inspired them in dreams. The Holy Spirit said, “There is the source.” One of the most powerful characters in the Goku universe is Beerus, the God of Destruction. How is it possible that millions of children admire a god of destruction?

MODERN IDOLATRY

At what point did it become normal to play with the divine—to represent it in a pagan way? Romans 1:25 explains it clearly: “They exchanged the truth of God for a lie, honoring and worshipping creatures rather than the Creator…” That is the heart of the matter: modern idolatry. It’s no longer gold or wood; now it's disguised as pop culture.

I was criticized, called an old-fashioned religious fanatic, even by fellow believers. But I don't care—I prefer to appear crazy to men than lukewarm to the Creator. The fire of hell is real, and no entertainment is worth a lost eternity. I had to break friendships, distance myself from groups, and close social media accounts that shared unclean content. It was painful, but necessary.

Christ said in Matthew 5:29, “If your eye causes you to sin, pluck it out.” He was serious, and I took Him seriously. The more I distanced myself from the world, the more clarity I received. Scriptures became alive.

I began to minister to young people trapped in this content. Some wept, confessing insomnia, panic attacks, and suicidal thoughts. The enemy doesn’t need to possess a body—he just needs to influence the mind through ideas, images, and concepts. That’s why 2 Corinthians 10:5 tells us to take every thought captive to the obedience of Christ.

I’m not saying every cartoon is demonic, but I affirm that specific content is created with a dark spiritual intention. Without discernment, we become easy prey. When I first shared this testimony in a church, a teenage girl stood up crying. She confessed to attempting suicide after watching certain series. She heard voices urging her to self-harm and had begun guided meditations by animated characters. That day, we prayed for her.

THE POWER OF GOD PREVAILS

She was set free. She fell to the ground under the power of the Spirit, screamed, and trembled. A battle was fought for her soul, but Christ won. From that moment on, she was a new person, and served the Lord with joy. Glory to God.

This culture is steeped in pagan symbols. We cannot drink from the cup of the Lord and the cup of demons. You cannot stand in the middle. I am not telling you to believe it blindly—pray, ask for discernment, examine everything in the light of the Word. Do not conform to what everyone else does. The narrow path is not popular, but it is the only one that leads to life. If you are feeling uncomfortable, it is because the Spirit is speaking to you. Do not ignore it. The enemy does not want you to wake up, but Christ wants to free you. This testimony is not to condemn you, but to free you from blindness.

ONLY JESUS IS WORTHY

Today I proclaim with authority: only Jesus is worthy of admiration. Only He conquered death, only He shed blood for you. Only He is the true Savior. **Goku, Superman, Buddha, Krishna—**all are false idols. There is only one KingJesus Christ, the Son of the living God. Wake up, Church. Time is short. The battle is real. We can't play with the occult and expect blessings.

Anime, like many forms of entertainment, can be a channel for the question. The question is not whether it entertains, but who it glorifies. Jesus said, “Whoever is not with me is against me, and whoever does not gather with me scatters” (Matthew 12:30). There is no spiritual neutrality. I understood that the world wants to mix everythinglight with darkness, truth with lies, holiness with sensuality.

GOD DEMANDS PURITY

But God does not share His glory. He demands total surrender, purity, and devotion. Everything that competes for your heart, He will ask you to surrender it. Are you willing to give up your idols? Are you prepared to face rejection for the sake of truth? Because following Christ has a price—and one of them is leaving what we love. If it distances us from Him, there is no anime or game worth your soul.

Jesus Christ is more beautiful, more powerful, more real than any fictional character. He does not need transformation because He is already perfect. He doesn’t fight for fame or power—He is already King over all creation. He seeks to be worshiped not out of force, but out of love.

And today, as I write these lines, I know someone will read them with tears, because the Spirit is touching your heart. It is no coincidence that you are here. God is calling you, not to condemn you but to rescue you from deception. He has eternal plans with you—don’t trade them for temporary entertainment.

After sharing my experience with more people, they began to write to me from different countriesyoung pastors, parents, all distressed, all with similar stories: nights without peace, children with nightmares, rebellious teens, dark atmospheres in homes after watching certain content. I was the first to break the silence.

FALSE SPIRITUAL INFLUENCES

A young man from Colombia told me that every time he saw Goku transform into Super Saiyan, he felt an energy run through his body. At first, he thought it was excitement, but then he began to have lucid dreamsfloating, controlling fire, and repeating unknown languages. What seemed harmless had become a direct spiritual connection.

I remembered Revelation 12:9: “The great dragon was cast out… who deceives the whole world.” That dragon is not only in the Bible—it now appears on screens, in games and cartoons, disguised in adventure makeup.

I learned of another young man who became obsessed with Ultra Instinct, a technique of spiritual perfection. He began practicing yoga, tantric breathing, opened portals, and began to see shadows and lose control of his mind. The saddest part: church leaders dismissed it. “It’s not that big a deal,” they said. But while they slept, their sheep were being devoured—not through violent possession, but spiritual numbness.

Satan no longer needs to attack with violence when he can entertain you to death. At a conference, a woman cried and confessed her son had changed radically after watching certain anime—aggressive, disobedient, screaming with another voice. We prayed and rebuked—and the child was delivered.

Jesus said in John 10:10: “The thief comes only to steal, kill, and destroy. I have come that they may have life.” Today, the enemy doesn’t enter through the door—he enters through Wi-Fi.

It’s not just Goku. There’s an entire army of characters representing gods, spirits, and esoteric conceptsNaruto with his sealed demonic fox, Luffy with his magical fruit powers, Knights of the Zodiac dressing in pagan constellations—all connected to dangerous spiritual sources.

I’m not saying this out of empty religion, but from revelation and experience. I was blinded, trapped, seduced. But there is no real power outside of Christ. Everything else is a shadow, a cheap imitation, a copy without redemption.

Many ask: “What do I do if I’m already tied to it?” My answer: Run to Jesus. Confess. Renounce. Clean your house. Fast. Break pacts. Delete content. Destroy objects. Don’t negotiate with the enemy. He has no mercy—but Christ does.

GOD REPLACES WHAT YOU SURRENDER

Every object you give up out of obedience, God replaces with something eternal. Every series you abandon out of conviction, He replaces with purpose. You are not losing—you are gaining freedom, making space for the sacred, being set apart.

Ephesians 4:27 exhorts us to not give place to the devil, but many unknowingly do when they consume without discernment. Every click, every subscription, every t-shirt with demonic images is an open invitation to darkness.

I don’t speak from hate, but from pain. I see a generation trapped, disconnected from the divine, saturated with hollow images, entertained by hell. And while the church stays silent, I cannot. If God showed me, it is to denounce. If I was rescued, it is to testify.

One night, while praying for direction, the Lord showed me an army of young people with fiery swords. They were not perfect, but radical. They had scars but no shame. They had come from mud, but shone like stars. The Spirit told me, “They are those who have not been defiled by modern idols.”

THE CALL TO HOLINESS

This call is not for everyone—it’s for the brave, for those willing to lose popularity to gain holiness, for those who choose to be different, not in pride but obedience. The narrow path still leads to heaven. It’s not easy—there will be mockery, loss, rejection. I lived it. But there is also glory, joy, and fire—not Bills's destructive fire, but the altar’s purifying fire.

A fire that does not burn flesh, but burns sin. A fire that transforms from within. Today I look back and don’t recognize myself. I was a slave with a free smile, a prisoner on the inside. Now I am another person. My identity is not in a fictional character, but in the Lamb who overcame.

My strength does not come from transformation, but from the Holy Spirit that dwells in me. And if you are reading this, it is no coincidence. God is calling you—not to fear, but to open your eyes, to make an eternal decision, to embrace the light, today, because tomorrow may be too late.

That same night, after praying with tears, I felt a peace beyond human words. It was as if an invisible burden lifted from my back. I slept soundly for the first time in years—no shocks, no shadows, no chains. I had been set free, not by myself, but by the power of the blood of Christ.

The Holy Spirit prompted me to read Isaiah 52:11: “Depart, depart, come out, do not touch anything unclean; come out from among them; purify yourselves, you who carry the vessels of the Lord.” That Word pierced me like a sword. I understood I must not only stay away, but also remain pure.

I made the decision to consecrate my life without reservation. I could no longer live half-heartedly. I couldn’t have a Bible in one hand and a demonic figure in the other. I couldn’t raise my hands on Sunday and entertain myself with pagan things.

GOD DOES NOT SHARE HIS TEMPLE WITH IDOLS

On Mondays, God does not share His temple with idols. Weeks went by, and something beautiful began to happen. People who had rejected me began to write to me in secret. They wanted to know more. They had doubts and conviction. Some asked me for prayer. Others simply cried when reading my story. I knew the testimony was not mine; it was from the Spirit. Every message I received was a confirmation. I had lost nothing; on the contrary, I had gained an eternal purpose. He wanted my soul in exchange for entertainment, but Christ redeemed her with His precious blood. I was bought at a great price. I no longer belong to myself.

THE DECEPTION FALSE HEROS

I remembered Goku again, but this time not with nostalgia but with discernment. I clearly saw the deception: the model of man without God, a savior without a cross, a warrior without redemption. He was the antithesis of the gospel, a reflection of the beast that seeks worship without sacrifice. I thought of the multitudes who shout his name, who venerate him, who imitate him. All of this reminded me of Revelation 13:4: "They worshiped the dragon who had given authority to the beast, and they worshiped the beast, saying, 'Who is like the beast? Who can make war with him?'" The parallel was terrifying. The figure of the modern hero has been fabricated to replace Christ in the hearts of a generation. They no longer seek the Messiah who died and rose again. They seek the warrior who transforms, who fights without limits, who makes them feel powerful without the need for holiness. But that path leads to death—a slow death disguised in colors, with music, laughter, and merchandising. A death that begins in the soul and ends in eternity.

That's why I cry. That's why I write. That's why I won't be silent. Wake up before it's too late. A pastor called me exaggerated. He said God didn't meddle in such small matters. But the same God who ordered idols to be destroyed in the Old Testament is still holy. The same God who asked His people for purity hasn't changed. He's not part of the culture—He's a consuming fire.

I decided to go further. I began to intercede for those who are still blinded. I wept for them. I groaned in prayer. I felt God’s heart broken by a generation that has exchanged the glory of the incorruptible God for empty caricatures. He doesn't hate them, He loves them, but His justice is real.

GOD IS SEPARATING HIS REMNANT

One night in the middle of prayer, I heard in my spirit: I am separating my remnants—those who did not bow their knees to Baal, those who did not worship the dragon, those who did not exchange truth for lies. I felt fire, I felt urgency, I felt called. Since then, my mission is clear: warn, unmask, cry out. It doesn't matter if they call me crazy. It doesn't matter if I lose followers. I'd rather lose men than lose the anointing. I'd rather be ridiculed on earth than ignored in heaven.

I no longer live to please the world. I've seen deliverances, young people being restored, children prophesying after being cleansed, entire families burning impure objects. That's not produced by fear; it's produced by the Spirit, when it finds surrendered hearts willing to be completely transformed. God is raising up an unmixed generation. They won't be popular, they won't be understood, but they will be holy. They will walk with fire in their eyes, with swords in their mouths, with truths in their chests. They will be light in the midst of chaos. They will be living signs.

If you're reading this far, you've already been touched. You can't go on like this. This is your time. Break with everything that binds you. Free your house, your mind, your soul. There's no excuse. There's no time. The prophetic clock is ticking. The trumpets are about to sound. Jesus is coming for a pure, spotless Church—without hidden idols, without ties disguised as hobbies. He will not come for those who almost sanctified themselves, but for those who lived as if He were real—every day. Today is the day to cut all impure ties, to erase, burn, renounce—not out of fear but out of love, not out of legalism but by fire, not out of religion but out of conviction.

THE LAMB DESERVES EVERYTHING

The Spirit is calling you. Do not harden your heart. The One who died for you deserves everything, not a part. Not one day a week, not an empty prayer. He gave His blood. You will give Him your entertainment. You will give Him your screen. You will consecrate your eyes to Him. That is also worship. Christ does not share the throne with any character. There is only one name that saves, there is only one King who comes, there is only one eternal throne, and He is not in Japan. He is in heaven, surrounded by angels waiting for the day of redemption. His name is Jesus, and He calls you.

Today, since I began to speak about this openly, the darkness began to resist more strongly. I had dreams where demons watched me with hatred. Some tried to suffocate me, others whispered names in ancient languages. But every time I mentioned the blood of Christ, they fled like rats from the light. The name of Jesus still has power.

One day, while I was praying in the early morning, the Spirit showed me a map. Red dots lit up like open sores. Each dot was a house, a school, a church where the enemy had infiltrated his poison through entertainment. The pain in God’s heart was palpable. I felt myself fainting under its burden. I realized that this wasn't just a choice of tastes; it was a war for the soul of a generation.

WHAT YOU CONSUME SHAPES YOU

Cartoons, TV shows, games—all of this had been carefully designed to occupy the space that belongs to the Word, to prayer, to intimacy with God. The enemy doesn't seek your entertainment; he seeks your devotion. A discerning spiritual leader once told me something I’ll never forget: What you consume shapes you. What you admire transforms you. What you repeat consecrates you. That phrase was like a mirror.

I saw myself repeating phrases from fictional characters for years while my Bible gathered dust. Goku had been quoted more in my mouth than Jesus. His image was on my clothes, on my wallpaper, in my notebooks. And where was Christ? Cornered, silenced, ignored. I had replaced Him with a modern idol. I didn’t physically kneel before him, but my heart did.

The Holy Spirit doesn't compete with noise. He waits to be sought in secret, in the holy. But when we replace Him with constant entertainment, when we prefer a series rather than His presence, we are saying with our actions who our true Lord is.

DAILY TRAINING IN HOLINESS

From that moment on, I began to wage spiritual warfare. Every morning, I declared that my mind belonged to Christ, that my eyes would be clean, that my thoughts would be filtered by the Word. It was a daily training, not easy, but necessary. Because if you don't rule your mind, someone else will.

Many people wrote to me to make fun of me. They told me I was crazy, that I saw demons in everything. But I didn’t see demons—I saw the consequences: divided families, young people without identity, hypersexualized children, empty teenagers. Where did all that come from? Not from the air, but from what they consumed.

I received spiritual threats. I felt attacks on my body, but I didn't back down because the one who is with me is greater than the one who is in the world. I learned that when you speak the truth, hell stirs—but I also learned that when you are faithful, heaven opens. And I prefer to live under the open sky than in the comfort of silence.

One night, while preaching at a vigil, I felt the Spirit descend with fire. People fell to the ground crying, confessing that they had made unconscious pacts with dark content. Young people broke their cell phones. Others burned t-shirts and dolls. It wasn't emotional manipulation—it was divine conviction. In the midst of that atmosphere, I saw a boy of barely ten years old raise his hands and shout, “Jesus is more powerful than Goku.” His voice trembled, but his face shone with the glory of God. His mother fell to her knees in tears. He had been set free. He no longer needed fiction to feel brave. Now he had an identity in Christ.

That moment sealed something in my spirit. It wasn’t just a testimony; it was a commission. God was calling me to light a fire where there was fog, to raise a trumpet where there was silence, to announce that the King is coming—and that He is coming for a generation that has not bowed down to animated idols.

ONLY CHRIST OFFERS LIFE

Many today seek a savior who will not confront them, who will not demand a cross, who will not ask for holiness. Goku, Naruto, Luffy—they all offer power without surrender, glory without suffering, evolution without brokenness. But that’s a lie. Only Christ offers life, and life in abundance—but through the narrow path. Modern idols don’t bleed for you, they don’t die for you, they don’t intercede for you, they don’t free you from sin. They only entertain you while your soul grows cold.

Only Jesus has the power to give you a new heart. Only He. He is risen. Only He will come a second time. It will not be with chameleons or chakras—it will be with a trumpet and fire. The Bible says in Hebrews 12:14: “Pursue peace with all men, and holiness, without which no one will see the Lord.”

WITHOUT HOLINESS, THERE IS NO SALVATION

Without holiness there is no salvation, without purity there is no glory, without separation there is no presence. God does not ask you for perfection, but for total surrender. He can cleanse what you cannot change. Today I live without chains. I no longer dream of monsters nor feel oppression. My house is an altar, my room is a place of glory. My mind was restored. My eyes now seek the eternal. And it all began the day I said, “Enough. No more idols, no more deception, only Christ.”

I beg you with my heart in my hand, do not despise this message. It was not written to entertain, it was written to awaken. You are on time, you are breathing. That is grace. But that grace has a limit. And when the prophetic clock strikes the final hour, there will no longer be an opportunity. Christ is at the door. He will not come to negotiate, He will come to judge. He will not come to smile at the lukewarm, He will come for the ardent, He will come for those who lived for Him, not for those who used Him as an ornament.

Decide today who you will follow: a drawing that disappears, or the eternal King who lives forever. That night, after preaching with all my heart, I shut myself away and cried, not from sadness, but from spiritual weight. It was as if heaven were making me feel the pain of millions of souls who were still asleep, entertained by a strange fire, seconds from being lost, without even knowing it.

I asked God, “What else can I do?” And I felt deep inside, "Keep talking even if they don't listen. Keep warning." The next day, the enemy attacked hard. A pain in my chest left me breathless. I thought I would die, but the Spirit told me, "Do not be afraid. This is not the end. It is the confirmation." When hell shakes, it is because heaven is working.

I knew I had touched a hidden wound, a lie sustained for decades. Satan does not want his strategy to be exposed, but there is no turning back. In prayer, I saw a generation kneeling, not in front of screens, but before the cross. Young people breaking digital chains, rejecting virtual idols, wiping their eyes with real tears. They were thousands, an invisible army. They did not carry weapons but open Bibles. They did not shout anime phrases, but verses full of power.

THE FINAL MINUTES OF THE ETERNAL CLOCK

The Spirit showed me that we are in the last minutes of the eternal clock. Every second that passes is an opportunity that will not return. The world is heading towards chaos, and many are still intoxicated with fiction. But those who hear this call and turn to the Lord with all their heart will be preserved from the day of wrath.

Remember what Matthew 24:37 says: “But as in the days of Noah, so will be the coming of the Son of Man.” In the days of Noah, people ate and drank, married, and did not understand until the flood came. Today, many laugh, mock, and amuse themselves. But fire will come, not water. The Judge will come, not the Carpenter.

I don’t want to scare you; I want to wake you up. Christ is coming, not for a divided Church, not for distracted believers, not for lukewarm Christians who consume the same things as the world. He will come for those who love Him more than their life, more than their series, more than their hobbies. He will come for those who await His appearing with fear and trembling.

And you? Are you ready? Are you willing to let go of what you love most if that hinders your fellowship with Him? It’s not about religion; it’s about eternity, it’s about salvation. It’s about a battle that you cannot win with your own strength, but with surrender.

If this message confronts you, thank God. It’s a sign that your heart is not yet hardened. It’s a sign that it can still be transformed. There is still time, but that time is running out like sand between your fingers. Do not ignore the voice of the Spirit.

DESTROY EVERY UNHOLY TIE

Destroy the false altars, erase the hidden files, break the silent pacts you made with the darkness. Renounce out loud. Declare to heaven and hell that you and your house will serve the Lord. You will no longer live for the applause of the world, but for the glory of God.

Many will be called. Few will respond. Not all will want to pay the price, but those who do will see His face. They will walk in power, they will speak with authority, they will be burning lamps while others stumble in the darkness.

Remember what Elijah said in 1 Kings 18:21: “How long will you waver between two opinions? If the Lord is God, follow Him; and if Baal is god, follow him.” Go today. I ask you the same question: Who will you serve? The true God or the digital idol that consumes your soul?

I chose Christ. I renounced everything that separated me. I lost things, yes, but I gained life. I lost friendships, but I gained communion. I lost entertainment, but I gained purpose. I no longer walk alone. I walk with fire, I walk with certainty, I walk with an eternal destiny.

You can do the same. Not now, not tomorrow. Later. Kneel where you are. Cry out. Cry if necessary. He hears you. He does not despise a contrite and humbled heart. No matter how far you've gone, He can restore you, cleanse you, use you.

MAKE A NEW COVENANT

Make a new covenant with God, not of words but of obedience. Tell Him: “Lord, forgive me. I was deceived. I fed on spiritual garbage. But today I renounce all of that. Today I give You my mind, my eyes, my time. Today I return to You.”

And when you do, you will feel the same way I felt—heaven touching the earth, the weight of guilt falling to the ground, the voice of the Father saying, “This was My lost son, and he has returned.” Because no matter how far you have fallen, if you cry out, He will raise you up.

From that day forward, rise as a watchman. Speak, warn, share, do not be silent. There are others like you who are still trapped. Your testimony will be the key. He will open prisons. Your words will be hammers that break chains. Your voice will be the echo of His voice.

And when the final day comes, when the trumpets sound, when the heavens open, and the Judge returns with power and glory, you will not fear, because you will have lived in obedience, because you were not defiled, because you chose the truth, even if it cost you everything.

And when you see Him who was pierced for you, you will know that it was worth it. That renouncing the world was not a loss but a gain. That living for Christ was the only decision that made sense. And there, before His throne, there will be no more questions, only eternal worship.

After that last vigil, I understood that I could not stay in my comfort zone. The fire that had descended was not meant to be confined within four walls, but to spread. And just as a fire burns all the dryness, the Spirit showed me that I should take that message where others didn’t dare to enter.

A DIVINE MISSION IN A SECULAR PLACE

I was invited to a secular school to talk about values. Many expected a motivational talk, but the Lord told me, "Speak my truth even if it's not popular." When I mentioned the influence of spiritually contaminated content on the minds of young people, there was silence. Some laughed, but others cried. Seeds were planted. A young woman approached me afterward, trembling, and told me she had repetitive dreams about an anime character who appeared to her at night, speaking in her ear. She thought it was her imagination until she began to self-harm. That afternoon, we prayed. She fell under the power of God. When she got up, she was another person. Her eyes held peace.

I understood that what many call fiction is actually a spiritual door. The enemy doesn't need to convince you with theology; he just needs you to lower your emotional guard, and he does that through visuals, the cuteness, the fun, but behind the color there is darkness. I clearly saw that we are not dealing only with drawings: we are facing ancient spirits camouflaged in new formats. What was previously presented in rituals is now disguised as entertainment. What was once worshipped in pagan temples is now idolized on touchscreens.

ENCOUNTERING SPIRITUAL WARFARE IN CHURCH

In a church I was invited to, while speaking about the testimony, a woman screamed and fell, possessed. When we prayed for her, she said in a distorted voice, "They are ours, we take them, from the moment they open their eyes in the morning." When she was freed, she confessed that her son spent hours watching harmless content while she was working. She didn't know her home was being invaded.

The Bible warns us in 1 Peter 5:8, "Be sober-minded and vigilant, because your adversary, like a roaring lion, walks around, seeking someone to devour." He is not on vacation, not playing, but seeking souls. If you are not vigilant, he enters.

Sometimes people ask me, "Aren’t you exaggerating? Isn’t it too much to say that seeing a drawing can open spiritual doors?" My answer is, isn't it exaggerated that sin entered the world through a single act? The problem has never been the amount, but the disobedience.

THE NEED FOR WATCHMEN, NOT INFLUENCERS

I realized that this generation needs prophets, not influencers. Watchtowers, not comedians. Voices crying out in the media wilderness who dare to say, "Repent, for the kingdom of heaven is at hand," even if they call you crazy, even if they censor you.

I began to disciple young people with a true hunger. Boys who had stopped following anime accounts to follow Jesus with everything. Some broke consoles, others canceled subscriptions. Madness? No, freedom. When one finds the pearl of great price, one gladly leaves everything.

A mother called me in tears to tell me that her son, who previously never left his room, had now enrolled in an evangelism group. What used to lock him up, God used to awaken him. Because when the light enters, darkness has no more space.

Every day that passes, I confirm that the message must be repeated. We can no longer allow silence in the midst of this war. Every time a child turns on a screen, a spiritual battle begins. Who will be interceding? Who will be discerning?

In many churches, this issue continues to be ignored. "We don't want to be religious," they say. But true religion, the one that pleases God, not only visits orphans and widows, but also protects the heart from the pollution of the world (James 1:27).

VISIONS OF SPIRITUAL DARKNESS

I have had visions in the early morning. In one of them, I saw a dark city full of bright lights coming from screens. Each light represented a lie disguised as fantasy. But in the middle, I saw a small flame that did not go out. That flame was the truth. Not many sought it, but it continued to burn. The Spirit told me, "That flame is you and all those who do not sell out." We are not many. Many of us are not famous, but we are burning, and as long as it burns, there will be hope, there will be testimony, there will be power to free those who are captive in illusion.

WHAT CAN YOU DO?

Many ask, what can they do now? The answer is simple but radical: Examine your life. Ask the Holy Spirit if there is anything you must let go of. Don’t justify yourself. Don’t measure your holiness with the rod of the world. God does not change His standards because the culture has changed. Remove idols, renew your mind, fill yourself with the word, replace hours of series with hours in His presence.

Don’t do it out of obligation. Do it out of passion. Because when you taste the eternal, the temporal no longer satisfies you. Don’t allow the dragon hidden in a cartoon to steal your purpose. Don’t settle for fictitious powers when you have access to the power that raises the dead. Stop feeding your soul with poison disguised as glory.

REMAIN VILIGANT AND HOLY

Christ calls you to be different. To be holy. To be light. Not as an option, but as a command. And if you decide to obey, you will see things that others will never see, you will hear things that others will never hear, because the secret of Jehovah is for those who fear Him.

In one of the last vigils I led, while we prayed for young people, the atmosphere became dense. I felt a burden on my spirit, as if something invisible wanted to prevent us from moving forward. It was then the Lord showed me a vision: a generation trapped behind screens, silently screaming, "No." The screens could come out. They weren’t just entertainment—they were bars, cages.

But in the midst of that vision, I also saw a key lit on fire and heard a voice that said, "Witness opens doors, not silences." I understood then that every time I speak, every time I warn, every time someone listens and decides to break with the darkness, a chain falls, a mud bar breaks, a door opens.

A young man confessed to me that he had felt hatred toward me upon seeing one of my messages. He insulted me in his heart, but he couldn’t stop thinking about my words. That night he didn’t sleep. He had dreams with dark figures coming out of his room. When he woke up, he ran to his mother and said, "Mom, I want to leave all that. I want Jesus." Today he serves on the altar with fire.

The enemy tried to silence me many times. They offered me collaborations, invitations to public spaces, but on one condition: that I not speak about this, that I focus on more positive topics. But I understood that what he hates most is having his plan exposed. And I wasn’t born to entertain, I was born to shine.

In moments of loneliness, sometimes the burden is so great that I struggle to breathe, not out of fear but out of compassion. I see thousands marching toward an abyss, unknowingly smiling, dancing, dressing in occult symbols, and not realizing that they are spiritually marked—not because God has rejected them, but because they have embraced deception.

THIS IS SPIRITUAL WARFARE

The Holy Spirit constantly reminds me that this is not against flesh and blood, not against content creators, not against artists or studios, but against powers, principalities, hosts of evil that operate disguised, using visuals to conquer the soul.

When we open the door of our house to certain content, we don’t just allow a story—we allow an atmosphere, and that atmosphere changes the spiritual environment of the home. Suddenly, there are arguments for no reason, sadness without explanation, dark thoughts with no visible origin.

But it all started with a single “It’s just a series.” God has led me to minister in homes where everything seemed perfect until we began to pray, then things manifested—furniture shook, pictures fell, appliances turned off by themselves. It wasn’t fantasy, it was evidence of doors being left open for years.

CHILDREN ARE NOT EXEMPT

I once prayed for a boy who was barely 7 years old. While we were praying, he began to speak in another language, in a deep voice. His mother was crying and said, “But he only watches cartoons.” When the spirit released him, the boy opened his eyes and said, "Now I can sleep." He had been oppressed every night, but no one knew it.

Demons don't enter by announcing themselves; they enter through carelessness, through laughter, through “Nothing happens.” But once inside, they don’t leave alone—only with power, only with blood, only with light, and that light is Jesus Christ, King of Kings, Lord of Lords.

RADICAL IS THE ONLY WAY

I have learned that being radical is the only way to survive spiritually in these times. You cannot negotiate with darkness. You cannot be lukewarm. Revelation 3:16 is clear: "Because you are lukewarm, neither cold nor hot, I will vomit you out of my mouth." Hard, yes—but necessary.

Many want a comfortable gospel, a modern Christ who approves of everything. But that is not the Christ of the Bible. He confronts, He shakes, He purifies, He transforms. He did not come to make you feel good about your idols. He came to destroy them and take their rightful place in your heart.

When one decides to walk in holiness, everything changes. Friendships are reduced, invitations disappear, but heaven’s support increases. The voice of God becomes clearer, His presence more intense, and nothing in this world can compare with that.

Sometimes I walk through the city and see empty faces, young people with headphones, eyes dulled. I approach, I speak, I listen—and there is almost always a root.

THE COST OF UNFILTERED CONSUMPTION

Hours and hours of consuming content without a filter, without discernment, without prayer, and that dries the spirit. It's not about prohibiting for the sake of prohibiting, it's about understanding that the enemy doesn't play. It's about protecting what is most valuable: the soul. It's about living as children of light in the midst of a world that loves darkness. It's about being salt in a land that has lost its flavor.

My longing is to see an ignited generation, young people who fast, who pray, who say no to the corrupt entertainment system that contaminates. Children who prophesy, families who clean their houses spiritually, churches that preach without fear, without filters, without makeup. There is no time for half-truths. Judgment is coming. The prophetic clock is marking the final stretch. Those who do not prepare will remain—not for lack of warning, but for love of the world, like Lot's wife. Many will look back and be turned into salt.

That's why I cry, that's why I write, that's why I insist—not because I think I'm better, but because I was. I was rescued, I was blind, but now I see. I was a slave, but now I am free, and I cannot keep silent about what heaven showed me. Because if I remain silent, even the stones will speak.

And you, who have come this far, are not just one more. You are part of those called. God is awakening you. You are being marked by fire. This is not just a testimony—it is a divine calling, and the answer is in your hands.

After everything I experienced, my heart could no longer remain silent. Every time I saw a young man lost in a sea of empty fantasies, something inside me broke. I knew I couldn't remain silent. While the darkness continued to gain ground, the Holy Spirit urged me to keep going, not to give up, not to give up.

A VISION OF A GENERATION IN CHAINS

I remember one night, while I was praying, the Lord showed me something terrible. I saw an army of young people, all with empty eyes, staring at a screen. They were slaves to what they saw. They couldn't see what was beyond those images. I woke up sweating, my heart racing. The burden was so heavy that I could hardly bear it.

My calling to speak on these issues wasn't easy. People looked at me strangely, as if I were exaggerating. "It wasn't that big a deal," they said. But the truth is, I saw everything more clearly than ever. The fight wasn't against flesh and blood, but against spiritual powers hiding behind every program, behind every cartoon, behind every seemingly harmless movie. The enemy knows how to disguise his traps, and Christians must be alert.

Little by little, I began to see young fruits that previously understood nothing I was saying begin to awaken. Sometimes I saw tears in their eyes. How could it be? The seed had already been planted. Even though not everyone received it, I knew that even though some resisted, the message was making its way into their hearts. The Holy Spirit was at work.

THE COST OF OBEDIENCE

Not everything was easy along the way. I faced criticism, ridicule, even betrayal. People who knew me before began to call me a religious fanatic. Some told me I couldn't be so radical, but what they didn't understand was that it wasn't about radicalism, but about obedience to a divine call, and I couldn't deny what the Lord had shown me.

At first, I thought I was alone in this struggle, but it wasn't like that. God raised up others. I saw how they began to speak more boldly about the danger of spiritual contamination. It was like a collective awakening. I saw young and old, fathers and mothers making the decision to protect their hearts and homes from darkness.

Every time I shared my testimony, something changed in the air. It was no longer just a message; it was an explosion of deliverance. The Spirit touched those who listened. Some fell under the power of God, others felt a burning in their chest. The truth, although uncomfortable, was beginning to do its work. It set the captives free.

I remember a man who told me he had been struggling with addiction to TV shows and video games for years. He had tried everything but couldn't break free. After hearing my testimony, he decided to pray with us. It was a moment of great power. The next day, he called me and said, "I can't believe it, but I no longer feel the need to watch anything. I am free."

In those moments, I understood that every victory, no matter how small, was a defeat for the kingdom of darkness. Every soul that was freed from the slavery of images was a victory for Christ. The battle was being won, even though the enemy never stopped fighting. But I wasn't afraid, because I knew that greater is the one in us than the one in the world.

As the days passed, I began to receive more messages from people who had understood the call. Parents thanked me because they finally understood that their children weren't just watching cartoons, they were being fed lies, poison disguised as entertainment. And the worst part is that many of those parents didn't even know how to intervene.

I remember the story of a girl who had been watching a popular anime every night. She dreamed of strange beings chasing her. When her mother accompanied her to church, the girl was set free in the name of Jesus. She began to smile, and when I asked her what she felt, she said, "The darkness is gone. I'm no longer afraid."

THE POWER OF LIGHT OVER DARKNESS

That's the difference the light makes. What once seemed harmless was now clearly visible. The hidden idols in pop culture were being exposed. I saw how the youth began to reject what was once accepted without question.

It was no longer just about choosing what to watch or what to play, but about understanding that entertainment can be a spiritual gateway. The battle doesn't stop, and the war continues, but now I know I'm not alone.

With each person who joins this fight, an army is formed. An army that stops at nothing. An army that doesn't kneel before idols, that doesn't get caught up in the enemy's lies. An army of brave people willing to fight for the truth, for purity, for freedom.