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born into a world of many perceptions  this  is how i grew up and   found   there are evil forces that work on us to destroy our lives, make us unhappy, make us depressed    and people  mean to us ,  steer  us from the truth,  that there is a God  and Jesus  his son wants you to trust him for your salvation  from hell  ,  read the story of a life of  insanity    90 percent of which  i left out but this is written that u might have testimony  God  is real  so are demons and satan   and best of all Jesus   a life of abuse  and drugs  over doses  near death hedonistic  sex  and insane times   but  i survived  it all  for the glory of God   . it only takes  70 minutes to read  ull be blessed  those who serve the lord will learn how satan   does many things and how to better  fight him 

chapter 1    This story is all true.  I wouldn't waste my time if it were not, and as you read, you may see a few differences in my  story, and my friend Henry's story.  (Henry comes in later, with his own short story somewhere in the middle.)  It is only because our perceptions at the time were different or there was a memory lapse as Henry wrote his story, and inserted it into mine months later. I on the other hand, wrote as I lived day to day, fighting the forces of evil  in the latter part of the story.   My name is Deano.  I am a 41 year old married man who has had many trials and tribulations in life, along with many blessings.  .  I hope reading my testimony is not only an inspiration, but an eye opening experience that will bless you in many ways. I was born in 1964 in Des Moines, Iowa.  My mother and father went their separate ways, divorcing before I was one year old.  I have one older brother, David and three younger brothers, Billy and Donnie, and Frankie. We are all half brothers with different fathers, except for Frankie.we have the same father but different mothers. My mother was into drugs, and had us moving around a lot.  We usually ended up staying at her mom and dads, my grandparents. At one point in time, my mother had us all living in a house that she was renting, and one day, for some reason unknown to me, she snapped and started the house on fire.  We escaped in a cab before the smoke could be detected by neighbors, so they would not know the house was on fire until we were away from it.  The house was not too badly damaged, as it still stands there to this day, and later, my mother was committed to a mental hospital.  At this time, my brother Billy was living with his father.  David, Donnie, and I went back to live at my grandparents house.  I was four or five years old at the time.  My grandma and grandpa lived on a small acreage, just under two acres, and I loved living there, it was our paradise.  There were three apple trees, a pear tree, one plum tree, and a fence line of grapes.  Several goose berry bushes were also there, along with a mulberry tree.  They also had a garden every year. There was a chicken coop with some gunnies and a few  rabbits, and a pig pen holding up to six or seven pigs.  They even had some geese and a one eyed cow.  My grandpa would milk her, and we even got a few squirts right into our mouths out of her milk bag if grandpa was aiming right.  I also remember having the pond in the back yard.  My grandpa always made time to do things with us, and he even let us have BB guns.  We had the simple one cock daisys.  At first, it took both David and I together to cock one.  It was hard, but we did it.  After awhile, David was able to cock the gun by himself, but I still needed help.  It is probably against the law now to give young children as young as we were BB guns, but it was the sixties, and they didn't have laws like that back then.  I was only a mere two and a half years old, and David was four when we first let loose with our BB guns.  We became such a good shot, even to this day I think about what a great shot we became.  One day, David shot a wild rabbit in the head.  He was too far away to point the gun directly at the rabbit.  He aimed high, and the BB fell perfectly, hitting the rabbit.  It jumped up in the air, and fell to the ground, motionless.  We quickly ran, grabbing him up and putting him in a small pen with a covering.  The pen was made of screen, so it was see through on all sides.  Soon he woke up.we   mearly knocked him unconscious.  By the end of the day, David and I had caught two others the same way, not killing them, just knocking them out with the BBs.  We watched them while they were in the pen, acting as if we were them,and looking at each one  saying, "Hey, how'd I get in here?," laughing.  Eventually, we let them go.  Perhaps it was my grandfathers wisdom, telling us that we should let them free.  I don't recall.  I do remember a lot from this time of my life.  We were so young, and life was good to us at my grandparents house.  Eventually, it was school time.  Grandma sent me to a Catholic preschool.  I don't remember why, but I do remember wanting nothing to do with it.  I don't suppose I lasted a week there.  Twice I got caught trying to walk home in the middle of the school day. The second time they caught me headed down the front steps, and I began to swear as the nun grabbed me, then the father came and put a bar of soap in my mouth.  After that, I said nothing till I got home.  I walked up to grandma and said, "Grandma, I'm never going back there again!," with my finger pointing up in her face, as she was so much taller than me.  After that, I never did go back.  The next year, I was in kindergarten, and David continued in Catholic school.  I attended a public school.  I was a hyper kid and couldn't sit still long, always getting into trouble.  Then one day, my mother showed up, after not seeing her in months.  She had come to get me.  The teacher knew something was wrong, taking me aside and said to me, "Now listen Deano, you don't have to go with them if you don't want to."  My mother was standing there with a long haired guy with a beard that later would remind me of a Charles Manson look alike.  I didn't like school, so I said I would go with them, and off we went, heading to California.  (Later in life, grandma told me that the principal had called her, knowing something was wrong.)  What was wrong is that my mother had escaped the mental hospital with her companion, Dennis, the man that showed up at my school with her.  Apparently, she had called my grandma, pretending to still be locked up and got information on what schools David and I were attending.  Mother had also went to David's school, but he had already gone home on the bus.  So it was just me that went with her.  On the way to California, we picked up a few hitchhikers along the way.  They were smoking pot, passing the joints around.  I remember it was the funny stuff my mother had smoked before.  I was offered some, but I refused.  Just the smoke gave me a headache.  I knew it made you act different, and that cigarettes did not.  I still remember my mother allowing me to puff on them when we had lived together before. Still on the way to California, we slept in the car on the way, not eating much.  But we did have a six pack of beer.  I was allowed to have one, and it was my first beer ever, and I drank the whole thing.  We threw our bottles on the road one by one.  They all broke against the cement.  My bottle was the last one to get tossed out.  It hit and bounced, then rolled off the highway.  It didn't break.  It was pretty amazing.                                                                                                                                                chapter 2                         Once in California, we rented a room that had 2 beds for mother, Dennis, and I to sleep in for a couple of days.  I had found a playboy under the bed.  I'd never seen nude women and showed mother.  She just said, "Yep, yes," agreeing with me as I pointed out that they didn't have any clothes on.  I was too young to understand why they were undressed and mother never made a fuss about me seeing the magazine.  I remember being hungry, and my mother coming to her senses that she couldn't take care of me, so they tried to get me to walk into a corner coffee shop with a note.  I was to hand it to the lady behind the counter.  I knew something was wrong so I refused and began to cry.  Then Dennis said, "I know, lets take an elevator ride!"  "Ya!" I said, going from tears to joy in a split second.  We then proceeded to go to a department store with many floors, and I was so excited.  We found the elevator, and with the press of a button, the door opened and I stepped in, turning around.  My mother and Dennis stood there looking at me.  I tried to step out, but Dennis pushed me back in with one finger, and I fell to the floor as the door closed.  When the door opened, I stepped out, and I knew it was the wrong floor.  I tryed stepping  back in,  as the door closed again I began to beat on it, and a woman found me.  The next thing you know, I was at the police station next door.  They questioned me, asking me where I was from.  I didn't know.  Then I looked up and saw a map of the United States on the wall.  As I looked at it, I saw Iowa!  I didn't know it was Iowa, but I recognized the shape from a local Television News Channel that had always used the shape of Iowa to advertise their station.  "There, I'm from there!" I said, pointing up to the map.  They somehow found out who I was, and soon I was on a plane headed for home.Once home, grandma showered me with lots of love, and she was so upset.  Grandpa was more laid back, pretending everything was normal.  And everything did go back to normal. Then one day, grandma  came home crying.  She had lost custody of us in court.  My mother had been busted in Nevada for selling LSD, and still had parental rights to us kids, and wanted us to all go live with our fathers.  Grandma had gone to court without a lawyer and the judge felt my grandparents were too old to care for and raise the three of us that had been living with them.  After that, we were ordered into state custody.  All three of us were taken to an orphanage.  (Years later, I found out that David was in the orphanage for two weeks, then he went to California to live with his father.  Donnie must have had a hard time with this, because the only way he would eat was if David fed him.)  Since then, I've always wondered about Donnie.  His father, Don Parks was in prison at the time, so he was adopted away.  I, on the other hand, was there only a few hours when my father, whom I didn't know showed up with his second wife, Gloria.  She had a daughter one year older than I, and a brand new baby.  I didn't want to go with them.  I remember crying because I didn't understand.  They then took me to Kmart where they bought me a Hot Wheels track set.  After that, I was ready to accept my new home. My new home was larger than my grandparents two bedroom home, it was a city house.  There were no animals, except for two hunting dogs, and there were no BB guns.  There were lots of kids to play with, and I got to go visit my grandparents house a few times a month, and for weeks at a time during the summer.  And my dad, who always seemed to be working a lot didn't hassle me unless I got way out of line.  But all wasn't well.  Stepmother had a problem.  (Me.)  She snapped at me alot, and the things that typical kids do brought out the ugly side of her, and as time went by, she became more and more verbally and physically abusive.  I also did bad in school.  I couldn't sit still and I also had behavior problems. As the abuse from my stepmother increased, so did my troubles.  No one knew it then but I had Attention Deficit Disorder.  I was a slow learner and a quick forgetter.  ( I was diagnosed years later.)I also remember yet another tragedy to mix in with the rest that happened around this point in my life.  My dad had a 1957 Chevy Station Wagon and one day, I was riding with him and he ran into a car load of nuns.  My face hit the dash, and my bottom teeth dug into my bottom lip, with several going clear through, leaving their imprints in the dash.  Those nuns got me again.  (Just kidding!)  Also, a tire that had been in the back of the station wagon flew forward, and it stuck perfect between the top of the seat and the roof.  Had it continued its flight, I would  have been killed , my littel skull crushed.  After the accident, I was stitched up and life continued year after year, with me barely passing school.  My stepmother also continued her hidden abuse.  My always working father seemed to be clueless about what was going on in his own home.  Stepmother after a time, needed no excuse to carry out her abusive terrors on me.  As soon as I heard the front door open then close, the fear came.  Father was leaving for work.  As for Gloria, the "All is well act" would fall to let the evil take over.  I sometimes got stepmothers nails dug into me as they would sink in, leaving scars.  They are faded, but I can still see them on my arms.  She sank them in right through my clothes at times.  One time, she got carried away clawing at my forehead.  She ordered me to just to say that I fell down outside, but no one ever asked me what happened.   The face slaps and the hand impressions on my body from being struck was something that I just got used to, but it was the fear that tormented and controlled me the most.  I was forced to spend many summer days alone on my bed for no good reason, and always moments before father came home, she would tell me to get up, and dad would think all was well.  When I was eleven, their marriage began to fall apart.  Stepmothers attacks were occasionally surfacing around my father.  He would intervein on my behalf, and they sometimes had fights about me.   Eventually, dad moved out, and why he left me there, I'll never know why.  Perhaps he didn't know just how bad life was for me there, with her.  I was too scared to tell him, and would lie for stepmother out of fear. I remember one day, going miniature golfing.  Well, I got to sit in the car and watch my half brother, Frankie, and my stepsister play.  It was another way in Gloria's long list of torments to hurt me inside, but I was used to it, and when they came back to the car, she tried to upset me by saying how much fun they had.  I acted as if I didn't care.  That unleashed all the demon rage within her, but she didn't show it till we got home.  We came through the front door then she says, "Did you lock the back door before we left, like I told you to?"  "What?"  I said.  It was just an excuse.  She had never told me to lock any door.  "Come here," she said, as she headed down to the basement.  I followed, she unlocked the door, .  "No," she said, pretending the door was unlocked.  Then the slaps came.  I was taking direct hits across the face.  She left me bleeding from the nose and mouth.  This was unusual, as she preferred the hidden body parts.  Soon after this incident, I heard her on the phone.  "Come get your damn kid before I kill him."  She was talking to my father.  He was living with his sister, my aunt Beverly at the time.  He came and got me, and took me back to where he had been staying with aunt Bev.  The house was old and small, but I didn't care.  I had been liberated, and put it all behind me.  I had that kind of personality, "Out of sight, out of mind."  I'm sure I would have been happy at the time to see Gloria die, but I wasn't going to waste my time and energy thinking about it.  About a year later, Gloria had her house up for sale.  My father bought it through a lawyer, and she was enraged that he was the new owner.  She did not want him to have it, but I was back with my old neighborhood friends.  Dad was single, busy chasing women, and I was having fun being a kid.  We lived next door to a golf course, and over the years, I found hundreds of golf balls.  I sold them all back to the golfers, five for a dollar.  My friends and I had forts that we had built in the woods, and rode our bikes together.  I had a cousin, Tim Wright, from my fathers side.  We did lots of kid things together.  We went swimming, bike riding, and had sleepovers.  He even came with me once to my grandpa Joe's farm.  He loved it.  At age twelve, I discovered dozens of pornographic magazines in a dumpster some miles away from our house.  Taking them to our neighborhood fort, I hid them there.  They didn't last long.  All the neighborhood boys were looking at them, and soon only a few remained.  That is when I discovered the power of sexual bondage (masturbation).  The magazines were not the only trigger for that though, and really through my life, I've never purchased pornography.  It never turned me on.  chapter 3  ...........                                                                                                                     I was drinking beer now, and sneaking them from my dad's cooler when we went boating.  When I turned thirteen, I started smoking pot.  A new boy one year older than me moved in across the street, and he always had pot with him.  Another boy my age moved into my friend Kelly's old house, and he too always had pot.  Kelly had been my main friend before he moved away.  We had gotten high together and stole things together around the neighborhood.  One night we stole a Honda 350.  It was a full dresser.  It was so big to us.  He wanted to use it to run away from home.  He also wanted me to go along, but I turned him down.  Life was pretty good where I was, in my point of view.  He was headed for his new house they had built fifty miles away at Lake Ponderosa.  (They had built it, but had not moved in yet.)  On his way there, he was speeding, and after a running a red light, he got pulled over.  He never told on me for helping steal the bike, and he was home the next day.  We were petty thieves, taking pop and food out of garages, small tools and a few bicycles.  One time I got caught with a stolen bike, and I lied my way out of it.  Kelly had been blamed for stealing a Piccolo (a musical instrument) from school.  I was the one who did it, so Kelly, already on thin ice, told his father, who told mine.  My dad acted so angry, and buffaloed me into 'fessing up.  Even if I had not done it, I might have 'fessed up to it, just so he would cool down.    In the years ahead, I stayed in school, but smoking pot was almost an everyday occurance.  I had never done well in school, so nothing changed.  My grandpa Joe was a trapper and hunter, and he helped me learn the trade.  I went with him to check his traps, and for two winters, I had my own trap line on  four mile creek.I trapped inside the city limits  but i was carful not to be seen,   I trapped it and did good.  I got fifty muskrats.  Not bad for my first year, and I was only fourteen.  I also caught some coon, and one mink.  I skinned them out.  Grandpa had taught me well.  I bought a twelve gauge shot gun pump with the money I had made from the furs and other things.  Grandfather was proud of me.  Grandpa was also fond of checking other peoples traps and taking them.  Especially when he felt they were trapping his area.  I helped him on several occasions clean out others trap lines.  One day, I was ice skating along the four mile creek, and discovered a kid setting traps.  I watched him set them one by one.  As soon as he left, I took them all. Have i mentioned i never went to church  as a child or teen? just a few times any way .One summer vacation, I went to work painting with my dad.  We worked for  my dad's friend and boss, Kenny.  We were painting out at Adventureland Amusement Park.  I was fourteen and getting paid four dollars an hour for a month.  One day, Kenny saw me painting a window frame, and he said, "Did you do that Dean?"  "Yes," I said.  "Boy, I'm going to have to give you a dollar raise!"  Two weeks later, he watched me working, and gave me another dollar raise.  I was fourteen, it was 1978, and I was making six dollars an hour.  My father didn't mess around.  He worked hard and fast, so I took after him.  But summer ended, winter came.  I turned fifteen in February.  Dad bought me a moped for Christmas that year.  A Honda Express.  It got me around just fine, and some of my friends had mopeds.   I had been drying out one lowly marijuana plant and placed it in a garbage sack.  A neighbor had grown it and could no longer keep it, so I took it.  It was well topped, and I couldn't wait to smoke it.  One day, I was going down the street holding the bag.  It was all wrapped up except for the roots sticking out.  A policeman stopped me.  I ended up going to jail.  My dad came for me.  It was the first of perhaps thirty arrests or detainments, as it was sometimes called.  I was put on probation for the marijuana plant, but I didn't slow down one step.  The big day came when I got my drivers license.  I quit smoking pot, and just as I was getting burnt out on smoking, I started drinking heavy on the weekends, and took acid a half a dozen times that year.  One of the last times I smoked pot, I was at school in foods class.  I sat up front, and I was afraid the teacher was going to ask me to give the speech I had been assigned.  I was really stoned out of my mind.  Desperate, I cried out to God for the first time in my life.  "God help me, help me, God help me."  Right away, I could see through the ceiling to the sky.  A black object came down, it curved down, hitting me in the stomach.  I felt a warm feeling spread up and down my body.  My mind became crystal clear.  So clear, I don't remember ever having a mind that clear.  Then it faded, and I just had a tiny buzz from the weed.  "Wow," I thought, "This is cool."  I never gave it another thought.  In fact, I didn't think of that incident again until I was twenty one years old.  At sixteen, I was again caught stealing.  It was old radiators from a junkyard.  I had to pay restitution and more probation.  I stayed in school and went wild on the weekends, chasing sex and booze.  Some occasional thievery and vandalism.  I seemed to only want sex from girls, no relationships.  Once I scored, I was off to the next one.  At seventeen, my friend John and I went to visit my old neighborhood friend, Kelly at his fathers lake home.  We stole a speedboat and drove across the lake at night, and broke into the North West Lodge, stealing cigarettes and whisky.  We were so drunk already, we botched up the whole thing, leaving with only six bottles of whisky, and thirty packs of cigarettes.  Kelly left his hat in the boat.  It had his brothers name and address written inside of it.  The next night, the three of us were arrested.As for that incident, we got put on probation and , I paid for my own lawyer and restitution.  Dad always made me save my honest money, so I had the money to do this.  As for my dishonest money, I drank it up, bought drugs, and filled my car with gas.  Something else I did was sell caffeine pills at school.  And, as one dealer put it, I had cornered the whole market.  This wasn't to last.  The school detective called my dad, telling him what I was up to.  Dad put a kibosh on that.  They just couldn't catch me that time.  If I'd ever do anything right, i was  about to lose it.   my grandpa died.  The one I had cared about the most.  A Nun started coming around talking to my grandma after that, but grandma never did go to church.  My whole family was Catholic, but we never went to church.  All I knew about God is that he was happy when you did good things.  Jesus Christ was just a strange cuss word to me until I was nineteen years old.  I had a friend named Randy who I had been running around with from the age sixteen.  His dad was a Christian who had once been into marijuana and different things.  "What do they do at church?" I once asked Randy.  "I don't know, they sit around and sing songs."  "What kind of songs?"  "Stuff like, "Bringing in the Sheaves."  "What is a sheave?"  I asked.  "I don't know, all I know is that right before I die, I'll ask God to forgive me, or if I die, I'll just follow the light...".  I made it through school graduating in 1982, and dad was harping on me to get a job.  I went to work for Kenny as a union apprentice.  After all that, I traded in my 1977 Gremlin and some cash for a 1980 Kawasaki 1000 Ltd.  Dad had told me for years that I could never own one.  We had bickered about it for years, and he had always told me that if I ever bought a motorcycle, I had to pack my bags and go, cause I couldn't stay there.  So, one day, I rented an efficiency apartment, packed up my stuff, and parked my bike right in front of the front door steps.  He came home, I met him at the door.  "Who's bike is that?" He asked.  "Mine."  "Pack your bags."  "I already did, I'm just here to say goodbye."  He was stunned.  He tried telling me that I was going to die riding it, and so on.  I wasn't caring even though my middle name, Babe, was after my dad's cousin, Babe Formaro, who was killed on a motorcycle right before I was born.  I was now on my own.  My efficiency was small, but it had all the room I needed.  I also had a 1974 Ford Van.  It was all carpeted inside, and I partied in it too.  Sin was in, and I got my fair share.  I attended apprenticeship school every Saturday.  It was rough coming in every Saturday hung over with little sleep.  One painter that was in school with me, Reggie Beck, I soon learned was a hardcore Christian.  He had gone from pot smoker and thief to saint.  He tried to show me the way.  You know, heaven, hell, and Jesus Christ.  It sounded like a fairy tale and everything I did was a sin.  One day, I said to him that everything but breathing is a sin.  I was just so sinful and self serving.  Nothing good was there.  Then the mocking spirit would rise up in me.  One day, I was making fun of Reggie in front of the whole class, along with another apprentice, Jerry.  We really let him have it.  Satan was really working overtime through us.  Finally Reggie said, "You'd better get right with God today, you could be dead tomorrow."  We laughed, but his words passed right through me, and I quieted up.  That night, Jerry, full of booze, died in his truck when he hit a bridge pillar.  I became convinced that Reggie's God had struck down Jerry and I was next.  I figured if God was going to get me, it would be on my motorcycle, so I began to pray for God to forgive me of my sins and to protect me on my motorcycle, and away I'd go, drunk, speeding along downtown picking up girls, having sex, and never seeing them again.  I'd occasionally run into some of them here and there.  chapter 4                                                                                                                      Two weeks went by since Jerry had left this world and the Tradesman Union Locals were having their first and last union hall party together.(back then)  The painters, plumbers, and iron workers.  They were altogether drinking and gambling.  A stripper or two was also there.  Someone beat up our business assistant, and I was challenged twice.  My quick response and quick rage backed them off fast.  I finally got kicked out for trying to back up my uncle Gary who I saw was surrounded at one point.  I went over with a broom handle, and someone right behind me grabbed it right out of my hands.  I turned around, it was a cop!  At least I was safe from my own stick.  I was taken outside by force  at my uncles commands to other painters and the door locked behind me   I got in my van and waited.  I saw Tom, another painter getting beat as he came out the front door. as the other trades were lined up and anyone coming out now had to run the gauntlet I yelled for him to come on and suddenly, the big guy who had bloodied our business assistant up, was taking swings through the van window, but I had room and ducked his fist three or four times.  Suddenly, the side door of the van opened.  I turned to look, it was Tom.  "Get in!" I yelled.  When I turned to look back at the big guy, "Boom!"  I took one right in the jaw.  "That's it!" I said, "He's dead."  I took off across the parking lot and spun around.  I had murder in my heart.  His punch was weak, but I knew his friends would jump on me,and he was a monster sized man  out in the open im sure his blows would of drawn quick blood as they had with our business assistant  so I figured in my drunken rage, that I would run him down.  As I circled around, it was the police officer standing out there alone.  He had chased everyone off.  "Someone has got to pay," I thought, thinking to run him over.  But as I closed in on him, I changed my mind, but I didn't let up.  "He'll get out of the way," I said in my mind.  He did, barely.  I sped out of the parking lot, making a right, and I ended up making a wrong turn down a dead end road, so I had to turn around.  The policeman, with his gun in hand, started yelling for me to stop or he would shoot.  He repeated this over and over.  I stopped, he was in a kneeling position on the edge of the road, in the grass.  I stuck my hands out the window, now it is a staring contest.  He is ten feet away with pissed off iron workers id humiliated earlier  on either side yelling to shoot me as I had a gun (which I didn't ) and suddenly, he cocks the hammer back, and pulls back on the trigger, hard.  His hands and gun, (which was pointed at my face) begin to shake, dumbfounded and surprised.  His gun froze, fear came into his eyes.  I yelled at him to f**k off! and I drove away.(me and the officer later had a one on one meeting he gave me a pass on any legal issues ,    A year later, my drinking, drugs, and stealing finally landed me in jail on a first degree robbery charge.  I had managed to worm my way out of several other burglary cases, but this one was sticking and heading for trial.  I plead guilty in exchange to get the gun charge dropped.  I was sentenced to twenty five years.  My life was over, and I was tossed into a whole new world, twenty years old, and very immature.  My first day at Anamosa State Prison was the most shocking.  It was sandstone buildings and walls, guards in shacks on top of the walls, but I was in lockdown on the second floor of animal house.  I heard inmates below me talking about what kind of sex acts they were going to perform on each other.  It was just prison talk, but I thought they were serious.  It was all new to me.  A guard came and got me, escorting me to the showers.  I saw inmates sitting around on benches.  A man about thirty five or forty gave a quick kiss to his young long blonde haired friend.  The showers were all opened for all who passed by to see.  A man crapped right there in the shower.  He smashed it up in his hand so it would go down the drain.  "My God," I thought, "What have I gotten myself into?"  As the months rolled on, I met lots of guys.  There were guys there that I knew from my town and from growing up, but I wasn't much for socializing.  I wanted to know the meaning of life, so when I would get done with my painting job in Anamosa at 3:30 p.m., I would read books and search for what I was trying to find out.  I read some books on UFO's, haunted houses, occultism, and ghosts.  Authors like Anton Lavey and Carlos Costianna.  Nothing seemed to help.  I was doing a meditation every night to try and astral project.  After a week or two, I woke up to a pop or a click sound.  I had successfully astral projected and was halfway out of my body.  It scared me, and then, pop, I was back in my body.  That was enough for me.  No more meditation.  It worked, that is all I wanted to know.  i didn't know it took a demonic force to help one do this .I had my own cell.  It was four by ten, and I had a toilet and sink.  Back in those days the prison system wasn't overflowing yet, it was 1984 and most men that were in prison belonged there.  It is far different today.  I still find it shocking how tax paying people, business men and just ordinary people end up in prison for first time minor things today.  But that is a book in itself, and I'm not trying to beat that drum.   I also had my own T.V. and radio and rock and roll was my music, but in April of 1985 I came across a radio station that caught my ear.  The man said, "Today we're going to talk about Easter and why we celebrate it."  The next day was Easter.  All my life, eggs and rabbits, that is all I knew about that holiday, so when he said it was to celebrate Jesus rising from the dead, it floored me.  "What?" Jesus rising from the dead?"  "It must be true, he couldn't have tricked the whole world into believing this," I thought, and so I believed. The next morning when I woke up a voice came from inside me and it told me to go to church.  "I'm not going to church," I said, "I hate church."  I'd gone twice when I first got to Anamosa and was turned off because I had felt a tug at my heart.  I argued with the voice, finally giving in I said all right god d<<it ! ill go to church ! and going to church  After the service, another voice came to me, saying, "Come to me today."I knew it was Jesus christ standing in front of me thou I could not see his face but just his body  his face was bright light white  but could see no features he spoke right into my head  .  In my head I said "Yes," he vanished  and in poured God's spirit and out was all the emptiness that I could never fill, just cover up with my addictions.  I was saved.  I could feel God's power inside me.it was like something had been missing my whole life and now was there inside me ,  I grabbed a Bible and dug in.  Three months later, I wanted to see revival.  I prayed and asked God how many days I should be fasting for.  Twenty five was the answer that I was given, and it took several failures.  I went to a Bible study, it was my first time going, and the pastor said he had a message for someone.  I was really beat up in spirit because I had failed and ate food, but I knew the message was for me.  It was, "Do what I told you to do."  That was it.  I fasted and it was shear torment, but after about ten days or so, I got no weaker than I already was from not eating, if that was possible.  It was summer and no amount of clothes could keep me warm, but praise God, I made it twenty five days and one hour.  About this same time, at one point, a voice came to me when I was laying in my bed, relaxing, telling me that I should just open up my door and kill myself by tossing my body over the galley railing, it was more of a overpowering impression than a voice .  (A galley is much like a balcony.)  My cell was on the fourth floor, and I knew if I did that, it would kill me, but I also knew that whatever was going on in my head was not me.  I also knew God was not telling me to do this, so I knew it had to be Satan trying to stop me from using whatever good was supposed to come out all the new things that I was learning and doing. chapter 5                                                                                                                            After all that, one year later, revival came.  Men were having visions, some were receiving spiritual gifts, and God's spirit was really moving.  ( I was one of the men that received a spiritual gift, the gift of discernment.)  We had also kicked Satan's power out of the prison.  The Satanists' even told some of the brothers that they knew that was true, but they were working their ceremonies to bring his power back.  The revival didn't last long.  We began arguing over doctrine and interpretation.  We got our eyes off God, and started focusing on each others beliefs.  It ruined everything, and everything went back to normal.  The weaker brothers faded back into doing their own thing, and the prayer meeting shrunk.  No more healings, visions, or dreams.  It was time for me to be transferred, and they sent me to Mt. Pleasant.  One thing that happened there is that my gift of discernment began to work.  I sensed a demon  walking with a man.  He had been a high priest of a Satanist cult on the outside, but was now a Christian.but could never get rid of it .  Another time, a spirit was oppressing my new bunkie, Troy.  He had been in the Anamosa revival and had fallen away, but repented after we talked.  One time, he shouted "Praise God!" in our two man room, and other men overheard.  They began to curse and say many bad things.  Two weeks later, Troy had a stack of Wiccan materials. these  Wiccans did not believe in God or Satan, (nowadays, some believe in a Goddess) but a universal energy.  They would conjure it up, releasing it on people, and soon, whoever they did this to, would join them.  They did this to Troy and it was oppressing him, as he was a Christian.  I'd pray, and he felt better on two occasions.  Then one night, I was reading a book entitled, "He came to set the captives free," written by Rebecca Brown, and when I was done reading it, threw it in the trash because I thought that it was a bunch of lies, which is what I told Troy.  The book was about casting out demons, and how you have to sometimes take hours and days to cast them out.  I didn't believe that at the time.  I believed that all you had to do was say, "Satan, be gone in Jesus' name," and he would have to run like a scared rabbit.  (But later I would find out different.) even thou now i'm sure the book is not  real at all it did help me  That night, Troy was sitting on his bed, rocking back and forth.  He told me that there was something wrong, and I thought that it was all in his head, but I prayed over him, and went through the routine of telling Satan to be gone in Jesus' name.  This had happened two other times with Troy, and when I did this with him then, I didn't even really mean it, cause I thought he was just being mental.  Then suddenly, I knew he wasn't faking, cause the demon attacked me.  It felt like a million bees were buzzing against and around me, trying to get inside my body.  "Troy, it is trying to attack me!" I said to him. "I know it left me," was his response.  We had been yelling over and over for Satan to be gone in Jesus' name.  The guard walks by every twenty minutes, looking in the rooms twenty four hours a day, and you could hear us a half a mile from the prison.  Forty five minutes later, the evil that filled the room left and the power of God took over.  We were on our knees, basking in His presence for about five minutes when we could feel the evil coming back.  I felt it first, then Troy.  We started to tell Satan to be gone again over and over.  We tore up the Wiccan material.  I tore off my St. Disamis Medallion and threw it out the window.  We even confessed every sin known to man, whether we committed it or not.  What was keeping it there?  What brought it back?  Forty five minutes later, it weakened  to the point where it was no longer fighting, and dissipated.  I then proceeded to ask God why that happened and why it didn't leave when I told it to , have I sinned? and he answered me right into my head that the kind of demon we had been fighting only comes out through prayer and fasting.  Of course!  It was a Bible passage.  How could I have read that before, but still cling to my foolish belief?  I then retrieved Rebecca Brown's book from the trash.  Her book seemed hard to swallow, with the stories of Satan appearing, along with all the rest, but I kept it. years later i found out she was lying and had made the whole thing up being a satanist herself .(so it is said of her) she new many things that were right but had many things to lead you astray .stuff like eating meat and not fasting ,The big day came when I got parole.  I had been in prison four years, and five and half months.  I was now twenty four and a half years old.  I was zealous for God, but full of sin.  I had no one to really mentor me, and I was self righteous.  But now I see I was full of pride, arrogancy, and I looked down on people, and thought I was better than everyone else.  I was full of lust, but I kept that hidden from most people, including myself, along with many other things that I was dealing with.A minister prophesied over me just before leaving Mt. Pleasant.  He told me that the Lord had a ministry for me when I get out, and that was going to be a problem, because Satan was going to give me money as long as I kept serving him.  I didn't think that was going to happen.  I was free.Once I was out, I was handed a job painting in the union.  The Lord led me to a church where I met a lady named Johnna.  She knew me, and I recognized her.  She had been one year ahead of me in school.  We were perfect for each other and married after three months.  God blessed us, but I changed, and quickly, I became what Johnna referred to as a workaholic.  I got too busy to pray, I became a Sunday Christian, and I don't recall reading the Bible one time after I got out of prison.  My prayer life faded away, and I was running on fumes.  I also became disillusioned with church.  In prison, all of us had prayed together every night, had Bible Studies five nights a week, or more, now I was a Sunday Christian, and the ministry the Lord had for me, (I was to lead a Bible Study with troubled male teens)I was offered, and so I prayed, and God told me to do it, but then the leader said, "No," because he had given the position to someone else.  So, I felt let down.  He wanted to watch me and see how I would do out of prison for three or four months, cause I had only been out about that long. and he wanted to make me wait longer . That's it.  My vision from God faded away.  Because of the ministry not going through, and several other reasons.  Also, because I expected the ministry to happen overnight, not realizing God's perfect timing and will for my life.  Another turn off was that Church people just backed away from me when they found out I had been in prison.  Not all did, but, we always remember the bad experiences, that is how Satan wants it.  So, life went on, and I started cutting trees, along with the painting to add to the kitty.  Johnna was making as much money as I did with just the painting, while working at an insurance company.  When we got married, she was eighteen hundred dollars in debt, and had no savings.  I got a loan my father co-signed for, and we bought a used double wide, it was a corner lot, with a one car garage, and in one year, everything was paid off.  I had several motorcycles, dump truck equipment, and my wife's car was paid off.  But, I finally went over the line.  The old thoughts were creeping in, and they took over me, eating at me day and night.  If I had only known then what I know now, that demons had been working me over big time.  All I could do was think about going out and cheating on my wife.  There was nothing wrong with her, though.  She was beautiful and Godly, and I just didn't see it for what it was, and I was now a weak Sunday Christian, the desire was driving me hard.  chapter 6 ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,         My older brother had spent some time living with us.  He was working at a fancy bar, was a total junkie, and homeless.  One day, he left his fancy suspenders at my place, so I took them to him at his work, and I ended up having four beers.  But then, I ended up going back on the weekend, drank a six pack, and out of the woodwork came Kate.  We met, and later on that night, I gave in to that overpowering desire.  When I left her apartment, I felt relieved, with no remorse.  All that desire that I had was now gone.  "Good," I thought to myself, "Now, I can go home, be with my wife, work, and go to church, and have peace."  What deception, but it worked for three weeks, then it came back with all its strength.  No amount of love making with my wife could tame it, nor any amount of masturbation, so I went out and found another.  Several weeks later, the desire came back again, and I went out a third time.  This time, I cried all the way home, it never left me.  I cried in church on Sunday, feeling forgiven.  Again, the desire only left for a short amount of time, this time, three days.  This happened several more times, and the women I was getting with got me into snorting cocaine.  Soon I was buying and selling.  I felt too guilty, and quit going to church.  My wife confronted me, and I confessed.  It broke her heart.  I quit my job, threw away my tree trimming business, becoming a full time drug user, and got hooked on heroine.  And of course, I sold the drugs too, to pay the bills and feed the habits. Why Johnna stuck with me, I'll never know.  God tried to get my attention several times, but I thought, "What's the use?"  Other times, I tried going back to church, but I was spiritually bound up, and guilt and sin would cause me to leave.  One time, I made it good for six months, but I still couldn't get on track. Another time, I made it for three months. We had moved to a new area, and Johnna wouldn't go to church with me, cause she knew I would soon quit again, and she would have to face all the questions about where I was, etc.  I didn't know it, but later, I found out she was using drugs behind my back, and she herself was backslidden.  There was one time that Johnna (before she fell away), had a dream.  She woke up to tell me that she felt that the dream was from God.  I tole her to go back into the bedroom and pray, and if it was from God, he would tell her what it meant.  I had said this to get her out of the kitchen, because a friend of mine and I were in there shooting morphine.  I had orange and purple cows, thirty and sixty milligrams.  I had to wash off the coating first, then crush the pill, adding one hundred and ninty milligrams of water, then stir it up.  It looked like thick syrup.  Then, we had to add the cigarette filter, stick the needle into the filter, drawing the liquid out of the paste.  I was high, and not getting much higher.  Morphine gets like that, and is deadly.  You want to get higher, so you shoot another load, but nothing happens.  I knew this, but I had forgotten.  I was still trying to draw up my shot of morphine, the same one I had been working on for about a half an hour, when Johnna suddenly came back out of the bedroom.  "Do you have something out there in a spoon?", she asked me.  "Of course," I said sarcastically, "I've always got something in my spoon, it's right here."  Then she said, "Death is in that spoon, if you do whatever is in that spoon, you're going to die."  I figured I had plenty, so I tossed it and five minutes later, the morphine in my system started closing me down.  I'd stop breathing for a short time, then I'd be frozen like a statue for a few seconds, and snapping out of it, I'd gasp for air, then begin pacing through the living room.  It then happened a few more times.That night, Johnna got me to repent.  My friend, Kevin, the one I had been shooting morphine with that morning, got saved.  He knew I was serious when I flushed several thousand dollars worth the pills down the toilet.  He got on his hands and knees before the Lord.  I lasted three days then got dope sick, so I went out and scored.  Kevin, with no guidance, lasted a month before falling away.  Another time, a man took me into his basement with a gun in hand.  He was high and worried.  I'd been busted for a bunch of things.  All toll, I was facing twenty two years.  He had bonded me out by putting his house up for me.  I think he thought I was going to rat him out for his drug activities, or I would skip bond and he would lose his house.  Either way, I had to die.  As he was getting ready to do the deed, suddenly water came gushing off of his forehead, into his eyes.  It was so weird that such a large amount of sweat would come off of his head so instantaneously.  It was like someone had poured a glass of water over him.  He then turned, unloaded the gun into a bullet catcher on the wall, and went upstairs.  I proceeded to then go home.  When I got there, Johnna told me that she had been woken up by God.  He had told her to pray for me, cause I was about to die.  Even in my bondage and fallen state, He was looking out for me, trying to draw me back to Him, but I was too caught up in paying bills, getting high, and sexual bondage to think about anything else.  I somehow managed to abstain for a time here and there, but could not break free.  The twenty two year sentence, I beat it.  I was the victim of identity theft.  The first time I think I was ever innocent when accused.  Another time, I was found with a blue and purple face and chest, and was tossed into an bathtub full of old  water.  It shocked me back, and my heart started beating.  Thou damaged, it hurt for several years.  Another time, I drove my car through someone's front porch.  I paid my way out of it, somehow beating the drunk driving case in court.  I had another motorcycle crash, and was involved in another car accident.  The driver was left scarred for life, and as for me, the passenger not wearing my seat belt, as the driver had, I ended up pushing the rear view mirror stem through the windshield with my forehead, walking away unscratched.  One night, I went on and on, counting out thousands and thousands of dollars.  I realized that I was no happier then, than when I only had a hundred dollars in my pocket.  In fact, I was miserable.  chapter 7 .,,,,,,A few weeks later, I drove by a new church.  I told myself that I was going to check it out, but I never did make it there.  My whole world came crashing down.  The state police caught me red handed with drugs, money, and a pistol.  raiding my home ,taken to jail I slept for days.  The Feds  then came for me after ten days.  The state had turned me over.  My wife had been released with charges dropped.  It was a total miracle, a total act of God.  She was not directly involved, but she knew how I made my money, and that is more than enough to get put away for years and years.    In jail, they weaned me off Xanax.  I'd been having panic attacks, my nerves were shot, and my continuous headache came back.  Three years before, I'd gotten one, and Xanax took it away.  I had been to doctors, in and out of hospitals, finally to a mental health doctor.  The cure to all my mystery ailments was Xanax, now I would be clean for a minute.At night, the walls of my cell came alive.  Faces of little creatures would be upon them.  Demons!  Was I really seeing this?  Night after night, my problems grew worse.  I collapsed, falling backwards, I was out cold.  My body was in shock, being off the Xanax for ten days.  I ended up on three mental drugs at the same time.  Over the months, I began to draw closer to God.  It was slow going.  After five months or so, I ended up having Bible Studies with other men, who were also searching for God. Finally, I ended up headed for prison.  I got sent to Pekin, Illinois.  I met many Christian brothers there, and was seeking prayer.  Three different times, the brothers claim they seen demons leave off of me.  I felt a little better, and drew closer to God.  A new inmate named Jim arrived, and he was the most powerful man of God I'd ever seen.  His spiritual walk was a holy one.  One day, he began talking about different cases of demon possession, and his experiences.  I was still full of lust, and told Jim that I wanted to serve God but all I wanted to do was lust for women.  I told him that it had been with me forever.  Jim felt that it was a spirit, but I didn't.  I was willing to give it a try though.  He had me renounce every sin that I could ever remember.  After several days of doing this, and fasting, he took me into a room in the church, had me sit in a chair, and put one of his hands on my head.  We prayed, and bound all the sexual spirits, and spirits of lust.  I'm not sure how long we did this, perhaps several hours, but I felt nothing.  Then the next day, I woke up, and my chest was sore, and it felt like something was missing.  My chest was the place my lust could be felt the most.  I had been bound by a demon!  It had been hooked to my flesh!  No more lust.  Well, no more overpowering lust,theres still the human component anyway.  I avoided eyeballing female gaurds, which was unheard of before.  I still took peeks, but I was changed.  I still masturbated to images of women from yesteryears in my mind . I listened to Jim, and God used him to help change my life.  I was a mess, needing lots of work, but not only did I lose my spirit of lust, but different things occured in my life also that helped me get off my mental medications.Something new then afflicted my life.  I had a dream of three snakes in every day of every month.  Years worth of months.  I awoke to God telling me that Satan was going to hinder me for many months.  A month or so later, I began to get weak, and just got weaker.  I became all but bed ridden.  Was it my liver?  Certain foods made it worse.  Milk, cheese, wheat, flour, oat, meal  vinegar, grapefruit, bananas, and broccoli.  I could no longer exercise, and no amount of praying seemed to help.  Doctors were at a loss, so I suffered and weakness was my companion.  I knew herbs had the power to affect the liver, so I started picking dandelion leaves, and making tea, cause I knew that Dandelion was supposed to be good  for the liver.  They grew all over the prison yard.  During this time, my gift of discernment would work, and at times, I would not understand what was happening.  Jim also had the gift, and knew quite a lot, and would know what was happening with me.   A revival started in the prison, and I was drawing closer to God.  I could sense demons on people, in rooms, and on books.  God showed me how large, powerful demons were following two Christian brothers around.  Other people, I would see that they had demons all over them.  Prisons are full of demons, and on occasion, I could sense darkness coming from people, usually when they were angry.  This was just the beginning of trying to understand my gift.  I still had a headache that never went away.  "What is this, God?" , I asked one day.  Then instantly a black, circle shaped object appeared next to my head, spinning, then it disappeared.  A demon!  I knew it.  I'd suspected it all along.  Jim and I fasted for two days, then went into the church to pray, and after several hours of binding the demon in Jesus' name, we gave up and continued the fast until the next day.  We then began to bind it for several hours more, still no luck.  The next day, the skin around my eyes turned dark, my headache was worse, and my head muscles were so sore.  I felt beat up, and looked it.  I was bad off, I gave up.  The whole battle left me traumatized, so I gave up on it for the time.  Another brother, a prophet told me that I was under a curse because of my raging angry episode I had before coming to prison.  I was in a huge rage when it occured.  I smashed, beat, and kicked my car.  I dented it up, sprang the door, bent the steering wheel, punched the windshield, spiderwebbing it.  I shot the T.V., microwave, then unloaded the rest of the shots around the house.  Then the headache happened a day or so later.  That was in 1994.  I believe, so the brother called it right.  I pressed on with my headache and food sicknesses.  I got four months worth of lay in slips.  Usually, you have to be all but dead to get one week worth of lay in slips, but the doctors could see how bad off I was.  Finally, after many blood tests, they put me back to work, so most days, I laid under a work bench.  My boss could see that I was ill, so he allowed me.  The only time I had strength was when I was fasting, so I felt that I had a severe food allergy, cause I had not yet figured out at this time which foods bothered me.  The revival ended once again.  It was the inmates themselves.  Someone wanted to control everyone else, others were hindering those trying to do the Lord's work, bickering over teachings.  And of course, others seeking to control.  It was a mess.  You have a bunch of rebellious men, now seeking God, but all bound up by spirits.  Such as control, jealousy, envy, pride, the list goes on and on.  I was one of those men too, for years.  We could be angels when outsiders came into the church.  There were outside groups that would come to minister to us.  They don't see our struggles with sin.  Everyone puts on a good mask.  If someone does come clean about their problems or  struggle, that one is looking to be an overcomer.  There were strong brothers in the Lord there, but everyone needs help somewhere.  I got transferred to Sandstone, Minnesota.  I hated to leave Jim, he helped me so much.  At Sandstone, I found only one strong brother in the Lord.  We were to busy to really get close.  I attended his Bible Studies, and the church was closed half of the time, Unlike Pekin. I was depressed and hated the place.  After six months, I was placed on the gate pass work detail.  I had been given the privilege to work outsidethe prison.  Sandstone had six hundred acres, it was all fields and woods, and my job was to cut wood in the woods, and there was no guard.  Just another inmate, Wayne was with me.  They gave us a truck, and we drove to the river the first day.  I sat there, surrounded by woods and water.  It was the Kettle River.  The sounds, the smells, all my senses were working overtime.  I wondered how many men locked up would pay one hundred dollars just to be brought down here, shackled in chains, even.  And here I was.  Later, they found out they had made a mistake, letting me out to work.  They had overlooked my robbery case conviction, but I had been doing fine for a year, so they left things alone, and I loved it.  It was an act of God.  I was still sick, and Wayne would do more work than me, and let me know it.  A week went by working on the gate pass, and I dug up some dandelion roots, boiled them, and drunk the juice.  I felt much improved.  Could it be?  I did it again, yes it was doing something wonderful.  Everyday, I dug up the endless supply of dandelion root and boiled it up.  I had energy, I could concentrate much better, my body wasn't all worn out, and I was also learning what foods bothered me, and would avoid them.  Of course though, the prison menu didn't leave many selections, so I was still up and down.  One day, I was looking around at all the plants and weeds.  "God made those for a reason," I thought to myself.  "My cure could be in those plants."  I ordered books on herbs and medicinal plants.  At first, it was hard, but I found my first match.  It was yellow dock (rumex crispus).  It was a blood cleaner, and helped the liver.  I had Hepatitis C since 1991, and was focusing on it as the cause of all my problems.  I tried some yellow dock by itself, then later, mixed that and dandelion together.  I felt fourteen years old again.  I got into handball, I ran through the woods like a kid, and I was having fun.  The happiest time of my sentence was being let out everyday from that miserable environment into paradise.  I was accused of swimming in the river also, but I wasn't talking.  It was out of bounds to go into it, and that was considered an escape.  I found over forty plants used for medicines, and used many.  I became known as the "Root Man."  Wayne turned to the Lord, we had some good times roaming around out there, and my aim was to explore every inch of that place.   And of course i did , Wayne got transferred to Duluth at the end of the summer.WInter came, and I was the driver for the snow shovel crew.  There were twenty one prison guard houses that we would shovel.  I had hoarded enough herbs, and made it through the winter, and have always used herbs ever since.  Summer came around, and once again, paradise.  Time passed, and many things happened.  I would grow in the Lord, then take steps backward.  I lost my precious gate pass for a year because I got caught smuggling in some tomatoes from the garden.For two winters, I stored up my roots that I dug out of the prison yard.  Even the guards allowed me.  God gave me favor.  They would get a shovel for me when I needed it, as the shovels would be locked up.  A shovel can been very dangerous in a fight.  Finally, it was time to move on.  I had come to Sandstone in November of 1999, and it was now June of 2003.  I prayed to God that he would give me one man that would listen, that I can help, that will be a real man of God.  I knew I would really like that.  I'd grown a lot in the Lord in the previous six months, and that was the main reason I had overcome mastubation.  My mind became more under control, my spirit grew closer to God.  He was happy, I knew it.  I had never went longer than a month before giving into my urges, now with six months of that out of the way, I began to grow again, and it was the Duluth camp they were sending me to.  God had spoke to me, about Duluth through Ezekiel 2:3-7.  And so it was, a stiff necked group of people.  As I arrived, false teachings were everywhere.  The first month, I went around, proclaiming my understanding of God's word.  I was speaking against false teachings such as God approves of homosexuals, they were born that way.  Once you've accepted Christ, you can do whatever you want, and still go to heaven.  Also, that God doesn't heal people, only Satan does to trick people, and that everything Jesus said was for the Jews, so we should follow Paul's writings only.  The list goes on and on, and believe me, the people were stubborn. chapter 8 ........................After the first week in Duluth, I saw Henry...(Henry's story.)  It's a beautiful April afternoon here at the Federal Prison Camp here in Duluth, Minnesota.  Even now, it is hard to believe I am here, much less for the reason I'm in here for.  But, God does work in strange ways.  He is an all knowing God, as well as an all Loving God.  Without his intervention in my life, I would now be dead, burning in the flames of Hell.  This is my testimony of what God has done for me.  He changed my life forever...My name is Henry Tanner, I was born on November 10, 1954 in Charleston, West Virginia.  I was born premature, my mother being only seven months pregnant at the time.  The doctors almost lost me, because I was nearly dead when I came into this world, but the doctors won the battle for my life.  I feel God had a hand in this victory.  My childhood days were average, as compared to others.  I loved my parents, but I didn't like school.  My mom and dad were good parents, they took good care of my sisters and I, never neglecting our needs or wants.  We didn't get everything we wanted, but who does?  As I said, I didn't like school, but my grades were usually A's and B's.  I don't want to make it sound like I'm bragging, but when I was nine years old, my I.Q. was tested, and the results came back, saying it was 98.  Despite my good grades and I.Q., I still wasn't smart enough to stay in school.  I quit going when I was sixteen years old.  When I now look back at doing this, I feel embarrassed that I actually did something that stupid, and regret it to this day.  After quitting school, I started selling marijuana.  I made real good money for several years, but this is also a stupid mistake that I'm embarrassed about.  I was busted with two ounces in 1998.  My sentence was for one year of probation.  The worst thing of all was the fact that I now had a felony on my record.  Between the time I started dealing in marijuana and the day I got busted, I had only two legitimate jobs.  The first one was playing bass guitar in a  band.  I made good money, playing five to seven nights per week in nightclubs all over West Virginia.  This lasted almost ten years.  After I quit, I started exploring caves in Eastern West Virginia.  The most caves in the world are located in Greenbrier County, West Virginia.  A good friend of mine and I started a guided cave exploration tour business in Greenbrier Co..  We became licensed to take groups from all over the world on guided tours through non-commercial caves, all over the Greenbrier Valley.  Our business name was T.C.B. Explorations.  The business lasted until I was in a car accident that messed up my back in 1985.  I had to stop "Wild Caving" after that.  I was declared disabled by the Social Security Administration because of the accident about nine years after it occured.  I used the back pay I received from my disability to purchase a four bedroom, two bathroom home with fourteen beautiful acres, approximately five miles outside the small town of Alderson, West Virginia.  Buying this home and acreage was both the best and worst thing I could have done in my life!  I bought this property and home, because I had decided it was time for me to settle down.  My goal was to get married, and live the rest of my life in peace.  At least, that was the plan.During the time of the cave exploration business, we had a total of twelve people working for us.  One of these was a man I had known for several years.  He had a beautiful wife, and two kids, a boy and a girl.  One night, I was over visiting with him and as I was getting into my vehicle to leave, he came up to me while I was in the car, handing me an envelope through the window.  He told me to take a look at some pictures he had taken.  When I took the pictures out of the envelope and looked at some of them, I was shocked as well as sickened by what I saw.  He had taken pictures of his daughter that was tied up nude!  She had objects inserted in her, and was in some very unusual positions.  She was about eleven years old at this time.  He told me he had been doing this to her since she was six years old!  He said she liked it!  I handed him back the pictures, telling him I would check them out later, when I had more time.  I then drove down the road a short distance, pulled off the road and parked.  I was in shock!  I couldn't believe someone could do such a thing to a child, much less their own daughter!Then I began to get mad.  Very, very mad!!  What I wanted to do was go back to his home and kill him for what he was doing to her.  I just couldn't believe the little girl enjoyed it.  He was a very sick man.  I finally drove back home, trying to figure out what I could do to right this wrong.  Killing him would have been a pleasure for me to do, but I knew I wouldn't come out of that with anything less than lots of jail time.  I never dreamed that I would run into a situation like this.  What was I to do?  What would you have done?  I finally decided to talk to his wife about what had been revealed to me.  Maybe she could help me stop what was happening to her daughter, if she wasn't in on it.  I took a chance, talking to her when I saw her at a grocery store, shopping a couple of days later.  This was one of the hardest things I had ever done, but I felt it had to be done.  When I broke the news to her about what I had been given to look at, she first looked like she went blank.  She just set there, staring.  Then she looked at me, asking why I would make up something like that about her husband.  I told her I wasn't making it up.  After talking about the situation for a while, I told her the best thing to do would be to ask her daughter about it.  That was all I could think of for her to do.  I wasn't sure if her daughter would say anything, because she may be too scared to talk about it, but it was worth a try.  I had my fingers crossed.About three days later, she called me.  She was crying.  She told me her daughter had told her all about it.  After crying for a little bit longer, she asked me to get her a gun so she could kill him.  I told her that I had thought about everything, and that the best thing to do was for her and her daughter to go to the state police, and tell them what happened.  I also told her that I would drive them there and tell the police what I had seen also.  She agreed, and two or three days later, we went to the state police headquarters.  Her husband was arrested about three days later.  Then the nightmare began!Her husband's family went berserk!  They didn't see anything wrong with what he had done.  They were as sick as he was!  Her husband's sister and her boyfriend were sneaking around her house.  They said they were going to kill her for what she had done.  Her husband's brothers said they were going to kidnap her and her daughter and torture them.  Her husband's dad called her several times on the phone, saying that he was going to rape, torture, and kill her for what she had done!  There were shots fired around her house day and night, and she had no place to go to get away from all of this.I had one alternative.  I could take her and her two kids to my home.  I lived about one hundred and twenty miles away from where all of the problems were happening.  So, I helped pack all of their belongings up, taking them to my home in Greenbrier Co.  Little did I know what would happen to me, because of this decision.  My house and property I took them to was out in the wilderness.  There was not anybody that lived within one mile in any direction of my place.  I lived in total seclusion.  Her husband's family found out where they had gone to, and started coming to my home.  I was nearly killed three times.  I was shot at and nearly hit.  Her husband's brothers tried to wreck my vehicle one day when we were going to the store, with the kids in the car, and her husband's dad had blocked the road on us, and tried to get to us.  God was with us on all of these occasions, because we got away without being hurt.  During all of this, I made the mistake of falling in love with her.  She was a very beautiful woman.  I really loved and cared for her and the two children.  She and I lived together for almost two years.  We never argued or fought.  I loved her more than anything, including God!  This proved to be my downfall.  I wanted to marry her with all of my heart.  Even the children wanted me to be their dad.  But God, (or Satan) had other plans.After living together for a little over a year, she began to wake up at night, screaming as loud as she could.  (This began shortly after she had called a psychic hotline.)  It would scare me so bad, that a few times, I thought I might have a heart attack.  This went on for two or three months.  She kept getiing worse during this time.  Finally, she talked me into taking her to a psychologist.  She was put on some very powerful medication.  Three or four different medications for night use, and two or three different ones for day use.  After she started to take these, she started staggering everywhere we went, including at home.  She fell down on several occasions.  There was no doubt in my mind that she was over medicated!  Over the next six or seven weeks, she went from the woman of my dreams to a nightmare of a demon.  She went completely crazy!  She would start arguments for no reason.Finally, she left me and went to a family refuge house.  She then got a restraining order against me, for what reason, I don't know.  She told the judge that her life was in danger by me, but I would never hurt her and I never did.  I loved her!  Even the psychologist tried to tell her she was destroying me because of what her husband had done to her, but she wouldn't listen.  She was totally out of it!She even called me, telling me that she was going to have me arrested every timeshe saw me.  Nothing ever hurt me more than what was taking place.  All I could ask myself was, "Why me?" and, "What have I done to deserve this?"I found out how serious she was about having me arrested every time she saw me.  A few days after she said this, I went to the grocery store.  About an hour after I got home,  a sheriff came to my house and arrested me.  He told me that my girlfriend had told him that I had been harassing her.  I told him I hadn't seen her, but that didn't matter.  He took me to the Magistrate Court in Lewisburg, about eighteen miles from where I lived.  The Magistrate put me on a five hundred dollar bond, then I called a bail bondsman and made bail.  Thank God I didn't have to spend any time in jail.  About two or three weeks after that arrest, I went to Wal-Mart to do some shopping.  Again, about an hour after I got back, the same sheriff that had arrested me the last time, came to my house again and arrested me.  Once again, he told me my girlfriend had called him, telling him that I was harassing her.  This time, the Magistrate didn't make things so easy on me.  She put me on a ten thousand dollar bond, because it was the second time I had been arrested for the same thing.  I was taken to the county jail at Beckley.  This was about seventy miles away from where I lived.  I couldn't make bail, so I had to stay in jail until I was arraigned in the Magistrate Court, which was about fifteen days later.   During the time I was in jail my so called "girlfriend" went to my house with several of her friends from the family refuge house and her sheriff "friend", and took everything I owned, except for one of my T.V.s part of my clothes, and my bed.  She even took the curtains, as well as broke the glass out of my vehicle!  How could she have done this to me after all I had done for her?  All I could do was sit on the floor of the empty living room and cry.  I cried for several hours.  After this, I decided it was time to end all the suffering I was going through.  I had enough!  I had lost the woman of my dreams that I was going to marry, the children I loved were now gone from my life, and most of everything I ever owned was gone.  What more was there to live for?  So I rigged an extension cord to my 220 Vac Dryer plug in, and ran the cord to the bathroom.  Next, I took an electric stove and plugged it up to the extension cord.  After this, I started filling up the bathtub with waster.  I no longer had the reason or will to live, this was it!As I was getting into the bathtub, God stepped in.  I heard a voice from "Everywhere" say, "If you do this, you will truly be damned forever."  When I heard this, I said, "I'm really off the edge now, I've gone completely crazy!"  As I was saying this to myself, a thin black line appeared in front of me.  It was about two feet long, pointing up and down.  When I saw this, I said, "Now I know I'm crazy!"  The line then then started to unroll like a scroll opening.  It went completely around me, enclosing me in the deepest black I had ever seen.  After being engulfed, I heard billions of voices- they were screaming, crying, and begging in English and multitudes of other languages.  I could feel their fear and hopelessness as well.  Never had I been so terrified in my life!  "What was this place?"  "How did I get here?"  "How do I get out?"  "Please God help me!"  These were the only things I could think.  After what seemed like hours, the blackness unrolled from around me, once again becoming a thin black line in front of me.  The line shrunk from each end to the middle until it became a small black dot.  As the dot disappeared, I heard the "Voice from Everywhere" say, "You had to lose everything to know what you truly have."  I didn't know what this truly meant at first.  It was later that the meaning was revealed to me.  I'm glad that God had stepped in and stopped me from commiting suicide.  I now know what being damned forever really meant!While I was in the County Jail, I had a talk with the Chaplain about what was going off in my life.  (This was before I knew about all of my belongings being stolen.)  He told me he felt that Satan was working against me.  He then asked me if I was saved.  I told him, "No."  He told me he felt God had a higher calling for me, and this was the reason Satan had tried to destroy me.  After telling me this, he asked me if I wanted to be saved.  With what was going off in my life, I couldn't think of any reason not to be saved.  After all, I figured it couldn't hurt to to be on the side of God.  So, the Chaplain helped me to accept Jesus into my life.  Praise God!This was the first time in my life I ever felt the Holy Spirit.  I have never felt anything like it.  The most beautiful calm came over me.  I knew without a doubt that Jesus had truly came into my life!  After sitting in the Chaplain's office for a while, he said to me, "If Satan was trying to destroy you before now, watch out, he will be trying harder than ever to do it now!  How right he was, I'm sorry  to say.  After my "Girlfriend" had me arrested the second time, I stayed at home almost all of the time.  I was tired of being arrested everytime I went out, so I had a good friend of mine do my grocery shopping for me.  The only time I left my home was to go to church on Sunday.  I was a prisoner in my own home, and by the woman I loved, no less!I lived this way until my hearing came up in Magistrate Court.  My lawyer made a deal with the prosecutor.  The deal was for me to plead guilty to one charge of breaking the restraining order.  In doing so, one charge would be dropped and I would be fined with time served.  I took this deal, because I was wanting to leave the state to start a new life elsewhere.  I was not guilty of harassing her.  This deal was better than waiting around several more months for a trial.  It was hard to tell how many more times she would have me arrested.  After all, she was a very dysfunctional woman.  After I got all of this taken care of, I sold my house and moved in with my sister in Madison, Wisconsin.  I felt better about being anywhere else but West Virginia.  I could now get myself back together, and go out different places without being arrested.  I finally had my freedom.I was in Madison for seven weeks, but at least I got to live a little.  I went out on a few dates, as well as getting to do some shopping.  My life was finally moving forward, but once again, evil had to rear its ugly head in my life.On October 20, 2002, I was at my sister's desk, cruising the internet when I saw a policeman in full swat gear run past the window in front of me.  At first, I thought I was seeing things, then a second one ran past the window.  Now I knew something was happening.  A few seconds after I saw the second policeman, there was a knock at the door.  When I opened the door, there was six swat officers with machine guns.  Also, four Madison City Police and two ATF officers standing there!  Needless to say, I was handcuffed, and the apartment was searched.  After the apartment was searched, I was taken to Madison City Jail.  Two days later, I was taken to Chicago, put on a plane, and was then taken to Oklahoma City.  It was at the federal holding facility in Oklahoma when I finally found out what I was arrested for.  Once again, the crazy, dysfunctional ex-girlfriend I had back in West Virginia, had struck again!  I found out that she was mad because she didn't get any money from the home I had sold.  She took her "Sheriff Boyfriend" to my home after I left, and showed him where I had kept the guns that I had used to protect her and her children.  She and the "Sheriff Boyfriend", (guess who the sheriff was!) then took the guns to the ATF, telling them that I was a felon and that I was going to use the guns to kill the police with, as well as seventy more statements.  To make a long story short, I got arrested for felon possession of a firearm, because she was mad!  I was put in the Southern Regional Jail in Beckley once again, because of her.  This time, there was no bail, and no way out!  I spent the next eight months in the Southern Regional Jail, South Central Regional Jail in Charleston, and the Carter Co. Federal Holding Facility in Carter Co., Kentucky.At my trial, I pleaded guilty to the charge of felony possession of a firearm.  I was given forty one months at the prison camp in Duluth, Minnesota.  I only have to do thirty two months because of good time, (160 days) and four months of halfway house time.  My total time in Duluth is twenty three months, and as of writing this, I have fourteen months left.  I arrived here in July of 2003, the weather was partly cloudy, but it was chilly.  I had to wear a coat for about three days after I arrived.  This is one of the coldest places in the U.S. The coldest temperature I have seen here is -68 degrees below zero!  This is the coldest temperatures I have ever seen in my life, it never gets this cold in West Virginia!My first three days here was rough, because I didn't know anyone.  I was very lonely and very lost.  It was on the third day that Deano and I met for the first time.  There is no doubt that God meant for us to meet.  This was the beginning of what God had planned for Deano and I.When Deano and I were talking for the first time, he asked me about my religion.  I told him that I was saved, but I had not been baptized.  Also, during our conversation, he told me that he felt some negativity coming from me.  I then told him what my ex-girlfriend had done to me, and how she went from the woman of my dreams to being a thief, a liar, and a woman filled with hatred for me.  Even now, when I think about how much I loved her, it still hurts, but God is helping me cope with this.  I started going to the chapel with Deano to pray for God's help.  Several days later, I went to a Saint James Prayer Group meeting, that was held every two weeks at the chapel.  A man named Teddy was there.  He was old, but I could feel the power of God all around him.  Teddy walked up to me, and told me that I had the spirit of confusion in me.  At this time, he put holy water on my forehead, in the shape of the cross.  He then commanded the spirit to come out of me, while Deano and a few others laid hands on me and prayed.  What happened next I will never forget.  I actually felt the spirit come out of me.  When it left, I felt all of my despair and confusion leave.  My head cleared up, and I didn't feel like crying anymore about losing the woman that I had loved.  I was totally at peace with myself.  This was the second time I had felt the Holy Spirit in my life.  After this, I started going to the chapel all of the time.  I was praying to Jesus as much as I could.  My faith was growing fast.  It was shortly after I had the spirit of confusion removed that I decided to get my water baptism taken care of.  Five days before I was to do this, I was in the chapel, praying and praising Jesus with my hands in the air.  After a while, the palms of my hands started to burn.  I just kept praying and praising Jesus.  My hands kept getting hotter and hotter.  At first, I thought it was just thought it was my imagination.  It finally got to where I couldn't take it any longer, and I had to run to the bathroom to run cold water on them.  The palms of my hands were red and sore for three days after they started burning.  This was just the beginning of unusual happenings that would happen to me while in the camp, but my baptism went without any unusual happenings.  I was happy to get this out of the way, because now, I felt closer to Jesus than ever before.  Not long after I was baptized, Deano and I discovered that I could feel a vibration coming from a person that he would discern as having an entity on or near them.  This was totally new to me.  Never would I have believed that I would be able to discern whether or not someone had a spirit on or near them, other than their own life force.  I could actually feel the spirits!  We would pray for this person until I would feel this vibration float away from them.  Deano and I could both feel the spirit leave the people we were praying over.  Most of these people felt totally different after we were done, but some of them didn't feel anything.  Over all, most of them felt their depression leave, or whatever else was bothering them.  We found that by "casting off" these entities, most people were healed of the different bad emotions or different pains that were afflicting them.  As we continued to cast out demons from these people, our gifts of discernment got better.  I have thanked Jesus everyday for giving me this gift, now I can help people.  Not long after we started to cast out demons, I told Deano that I was able to see a dark shadow around some people.  I was also getting some kind of messages that would flash through my head.  At first, I thought these were other gifts from God.  Deano put his hand on my head, and said he could feel a dark, negative energy coming from me.  In other words, I had a demon on me!  I was just recently baptized, so how could I have such a thing on me?  I was a man of God, and I couldn't believe that someone that was a "Man of God" could have such a thing happen to them!  It took a while to convince me that it was possible.  So, I decided to let Deano pray over me, cause after all, it wouldn't hurt to be prayed over, whether I did or didn't have a demon problem.  Deano and I fasted for twenty four hours before we did this, cause we read in Matthew 17:21, that some demons only come out through prayer and fasting.  So, after fasting for a day, we did the "Exorcism".  We were at a Saint James Prayer Group visit when it happened.  Two of the women that were with group prayed over me as well, along with another inmate, and Deano.  As I sat there with all of these people praying over me, I was pretty skeptical that anything was going to happen, after all, I was a man of God.  What happened next was the biggest shock of my life.  After they had prayed about four or five minutes, I began to feel like I was being pulled inside out.  I nearly jumped out of my seat, screaming at the same time.  Never have I felt anything like that in my life.  I felt the demon come out of me.  After about two minutes after this happened, I felt two more leave me!  These didn't hurt as much as the first one, but I still felt them leave.  Again, after about another minute, I felt another one leave me.  This was a total of four demons that were in me, but now they were gone.  When we finished, I felt totally different.  I felt cleaner and happier than I have ever felt.  I no longer could see the shadows, and the messages I was getting stopped.  Also, I could feel the Holy Spirt in me stronger than ever before.  This whole experience was the most unbelievable thing that I had ever had happen to me.  It also proves to me that demons exist, therefore God and angels must exist also.  My belief and faith in God has become unshakeable because of this incident.  The Father, Son, Holy Spirit, and Angels are real.  Not long after this, I began to receivemessages, but this time it was different.  The Holy Spirit would come down on me so strong that I would stagger everytime that I would receive a message.  There was no doubt in my mind about who these messages were coming from.  The prophecies and the words of knowledge that come to me are from God!  I know this because I have the spirit say to me, "Jesus came in the flesh".  Sometimes he would tell me, "I, Jesus, came in the flesh".  You do not know how this makes me feel when I hear this spoken to me!  The man who died on the cross for our sins talks to me!  This is an honor beyond all honors for me.  I ask myself, "Why me?"  I'm a nobody.  I'm not worthy to be in the same universe as with the Son of God!  But yet, he talks to me!  I never have any doubts when the Humble King speaks to me, cause he is so pleasing to hear, and the Holy Spirit is so strong when he speaks.  Sometimes he talks to me, tells me what he wants me to know, then leaves.  You can't imagine how humbling it is to get answers when I ask him.  Sometimes, he doesn't give me answers, but I figure that is because I have asked the wrong questions.  It scares me to talk to him, because I don't want to say the wrong thing and make him mad.  You wouldn't want Jesus mad at you, would you?  Neither would I, but the joy I feel when he talks to me is worth it!  During all this time that all of these things have been happening to me, my faith and love for God has grown beyond anything I could've dreamed of.Overall, if someone had told me back at the times my problems began (February 2002) that I would be casting demons out of people, or that God would actually be talking to me, I would have laughed myself into a coma!  It is still very hard for me to believe it, even now.  But God has proven to me that everything is possible through Jesus.  I'm still not sure why he chose to walk with me, but I'm glad he did.  I will never destroy my relationship with him.  I will never do Jesus the way my ex-girlfriend did me! Without God's intervention in my life, I would be dead and in hell right now.  He has been by my side through all of my suffering.  I made a very stupid mistake by putting my ex-girlfriend before him.  Now, I know there are no other gods before him.  Jesus loves me unconditionally.  Make no mistake, I love him unconditionally, also.  I live to do his will.  Whatever he has planned for me has to be better than what I have done with my life so far.  Thank you, Jesus!  You truly are the King of all kings, and the Lord of all lords!  I will praise you night and day forever and ever.  Glory to the Lion of Judah!  Come, Lord Jesus, and the grace of the Lord Jesus be with all.  Amen.chapter 10,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,  ok that was a long chapter  didn'twant to break it up , to captivating   thanks henry  .(Pick up on Deano's story.)  Henry had just arrived.  A few days later, I spotted him again in the yard, and approached him.  We hung out together, and after that, we spent about three months watching all of the Christian videos that were available to us.  One day, Henry told me of his "Gift."  He said he could see auras around people.  I felt it was a gift from Satan.  Two weeks later, God spoke to him, telling him that if he wanted to grow closer to Him, he would have to get rid of what was inside him first.  We fasted for a day and a half, and at a Bible Study we were attending, named Saint James Bible Study,  we bound Satan and commanded them out.  (Henry's words.)  At first, nothing happened, but as we prayed on, I began to feel the Holy Spirit coming down on me.  A few seconds after the Spirit fell on me, I began to feel like I was being pulled inside out from my feet to my head.  I really felt the demonic spirit leave me!  A few seconds later, I felt a second one leave me, then a third one.  After those three left, several seconds passed, then I felt one last spirit leave me.  The last spirit was the smallest one in size but must of been the strongest.  After all of these spirits left, I felt totally at peace, and I felt as though something was gone, like something that has been with me for as long as I can remember, was now missing from me.(Deano again.)  And so, we began to seek God through prayer and fasting and helping others.  We were no longer watching the Christian videos together every night, but seeking the Lord together and apart.  We would find a corner, somewhere in the church, and seek the King, and God was working with us.  We had another brother, Thomas, he was a loner type.  He had found the Lord within the last year.  He would hang with us, but still ran off to do his own thing.  I tried my best to help him with sound teaching.  He was raised in deep Spanish  catholic tradition, and he had worshipped idols of the saints for years,  this is what he said ,he found this to be false  but took distrust in everyone after being deceived all his life  ,so he was distrusting to listening and receiving anything else from anyone,   but he read the word ,we plowed on together, Henry, Thomas, and I.One of the first persons we helped was Terri M.  I had watched him standing, staring off into nowhere, roaming up and down the hallway of my dorm, day and night.  I can't remember everything, but I remember at the Saint James Bible Study, people picked up demons laying hands on him.  He was infested.  Time and time again, we prayed over him, and several times, we had to deliver ourselves afterwards.  One day, as Henry and Thomas had fasted, Terri was delivered of the big one.  (Some only come out through prayer and fasting.)  The deliverance only lasted a day, then the demon returned, so we did it again, and again, and again, and there was other demons on him also.  Something else that happened around this time was that Henry's gift from God began to work, and messages started to come through.  Then there was Keith.  His head was full of black, negative power.  I felt it as I laid my hand on him.  It took him a bit of convincing to allow us to pray over him, as he claimed his faith in Jesus, and claimed his "gifts" were from God.  He had told me that he could see auras around people and knew things about them.  I knew it was demons, so again, after fasting, we caught up with him when church service was over, this time still claiming his faith in Jesus, and that he was demon free.  We then convinced him to sit in a chair while Henry and I prayed, binding the demons over and over.  After about five minutes, his head began to sink lower and lower in the chair.  That is when I stopped.  "How do you feel?" I asked him.  "Oh, I can't believe this," he said, "They're speaking to me, telling me that I will never have them out of my body, and that I belong to them."  He was embarrassed, shocked, and confused.  I figured we could use some help.  Thomas was supposed to have been there with us.  I found him in the main chapel.  It took some prodding, but he ended up coming with me, and the three of us began to pray right away.  Then Keith threw his demon gift said, "I don't know who it is, but one of you doesn't believe in what you are doing."  I looked at Thomas, thinking it was him.  "I believe," he said.  We started binding for a whole two and a half hours, saying continuously, "I bind you Satan, demons, come out of him in the name of Jesus, be gone in the name of Jesus, I bind your power," over and over.  Twice, one jumped off onto Thomas' leg, and Henry cast it off while I kept my hand on Keith's head or shoulder.  One also jumped off Keith, onto me, climbing up my back, and onto my shoulder.  I ignored it, figuring I'd kick it off later.  Then suddenly Keith said, "I don't know who's behind me, but one just jumped off of me, onto you, saying that he is going to destroy you."  "I know," I said, but I stayed focused on Keith.  We finished and Keith left.  Henry had discovered that by moving his hands around the head and shoulders of people, that he could detect demons outside the body.  He would feel heat and vibration.  We were fired up and on the lookout for potential customers for what we called, "The Chair."  (It was where the people being prayed for would sit.)  We had several who after we prayed for them would never let us do it again, thinking we were crazy and the demons often returned.  We didn't have much experience, and were poking around in the dark with a stick, seeing what we could do, trying to make it to another level of understanding.   One night, at the 9:00 p.m. prayer meeting, (it met every night, seven days a week), Brother Thigpen came to pray and began to give prophecies.  This was the only time he had ever shown up at the prayer meeting, and had no clue as to what had been going on.  That is the way it always was, we did our thing in the corner, out of sight, as much as possible.  He spoke many prophecies, one being, "Lord, we have people here with demons,that are casting out demons."  Right away, I knew it was me, and later realized it was for Thomas.  I began to tell Thomas and Henry the whole story about the one demon I could never cast off, how it had beat me up twice, causing me black eyes and sore muscles in my face and head.  It was time to kick him out, so I fasted for two and a half days.  On the second and third days, there was binding, renouncing, commanding it gone, and nothing.  It never even tormented me like before.  Nothing happened.  I figured God must want it there, so I gave up.  On December 2, 2003, at the St. James Bible Study, Henry got a message  for me, but he was very reluctant to tell me what it was. He said it was a very bizarre message, and after some coaxing, I finally got it out of him.  "The Lord says that you will know when to start fasting, and when to stop.  Then you are to anoint your feet with oil, and say the Lord's prayer."  Right away, I got it in my spirit to start fasting ,five and a half days later.  When I was done fasting, I used the olive oil that I had blessed on my feet, saying the Lord's prayer about eight times, each time yawing after saying it.  Each time I said it, it came more and more from my heart instead of my lips.  The Lord's prayer before was useless to me, saving it to close out group prayer meetings.  Now it became alive to  me.  I felt it and meant it.  Later, I found Henry in the back of the church, and I told him every thing that I had done, and that I still had my continuous headache.  He felt a vibration three feet above my head, and we spent ten minutes rebuking it, and it backed away through the wall.  It left, came back, trying to attack Henry.  Over and over, Henry rebuked it, and the closer and closer it came.  Just as it was about to latch on to his head, something came in between Henry and the demon, and it was instantly batted away.  Could it have been an angel's sword?  I was free at last.  I still had a continuous headache, but it felt way more mild than it had in ten years.  I could finally read the Bible without being tormented, as it had always done, and I felt cleaner.  We went ahead, and I began  taking notes and dates on the different things that would happen to us.  There was some things that I left out, like when we prayed over and over for Terri, he was a demon magnet, and we always asked for healing for his growing list of  ailments.Henry's messages he was getting first trickled in, then they began to flood us.  As soon as we began to realize that we could ask questions, then get answers.  But, we also found the devil trying to slip in, in the place of God a time or two.  Henry learned to test the spirits, and to see if it was God or the devil, Henry would say, "Lord, tell me what I want to hear."  If it was God that had answered, the voice would say, "Jesus came in the flesh."  If it was not God who had answered, the voice would say nothing cause demons can't say that Jesus came in the flesh.  But of course, sometimes Henry would forget to ask for the conformation.  Later, we found out that the devil had a way of even getting around it when Henry would ask the spirit to say that Jesus came in the flesh. satan tricked us .The first week of January of 2004, Henry got messages from God.  "God has already told Deano about his ministry.  The name will be Demon Warriors.  You will  someday be going to churches to deliver God's people, .January 17, 2004, Henry got another message at the 9:00 p.m. prayer meeting.  "One will fall away, but the Lord will bring him back, the Lord will have mercy on two.  One will be healed in time."  Later, we found out that these messages were not from God, but Satan had slipped in a few of his own words.  I am telling you this to show you how easy it is for Satan to slip in a message.  Test the spirits, and if it is not able to say that Jesus came in the flesh, disregard the message.  Satan will tell you the truth sometimes, but keep in mind that evil spirits cannot say that Jesus came in the flesh.  but we later learned satan can make you think it has been said so this also now holds little value to us when trying to judge messages .Henry's message on January 18, 2004 was that there was two demons that needed to be cast off of Ed.  He was another inmate that needed spiritual help.January 19, 2004, Biff had been delivered of a demon, and Chris also. (This was not a message, this was just something that happened after I began to keep notes on different things, which you will see more of.)  Now, there could have been more, we only counted what Henry found.  I could only detect black energy.  Later that night, at the 9:00 p.m. prayer meeting, Henry got a message that Satan was coming to destroy us.  That wasn't too comforting.January 20, 2004, Henry saw a purple blob about fifteen feet tall, and he says he believes it to be Satan.  (Henry's words) He looked around, and was surprised that we saw him.  He told me he was going to tempt us with our weaknesses to destroy us.  (Back to Deano) I guess that Satan can appear to anybody the way that he wants to appear, because at the same time that Henry saw him, I saw him also, only he was a large mass of darkness with white sparkles, and was fifteen feet tall.  This all happened at the 9:00 p.m. prayer meeting.We prayed over Jerry on January 22, 2004, he had one demon, and we also prayed over his back.  now do i believe this is really from God or some satanic smoke screen to throw us off someday from our personal call? ill just wait it out time will tell as time progresses,  but it sounds far out to me here it is read on .January 26, 2004, Henry's message: "Four teams, three pairs of people, three male and three female per team, and at least two to four people with the gift of prayer tongues.  One or two must be able to discern spirits.  Team leaders are to be Deano, Thomas, Henry, and a famous, powerful preacher.  The people will be from different denominations, and everyone's faith must be strong.  The famous preacher will have his own group of three men and three women.  He will be separate from the six.      ya that was weird  but its an example of just placing things on the ok  what ever list ..  The gifts that I have given each of you will get stronger each time they are used."  Henry tests the spirit, asking if the message was from God, or Satan, and the answer was, "I am your God."  (More messages) "The main leader will be the famous, powerful preacher.  He is waiting to come together with the twenty four.  He will get all the tools your crews will need to fight Satan, and his hoard.  I will protect you in your fight with the prince of the air.  I am pleased that you are putting my will before your own worldly wants and needs.  I have rewards for your choice to put me first."  Hey, it sounded crazy to us, but we were living it! ( ok is it God? satan? time will tell  who told us this , some things you just have to put on the back burner  however it does sound weird to me  but im open to it .  when casting demons and Satan wants it stopped he will try anything including giving bad words to people to make them lose faith  or lead them astray ,January 27, 2004, Terri had one spirit that we cast off of him, and it was a struggle, and it came back later.  It attacked Henry as he was praying by himself in a corner of the church.  It took twenty minutes to get it away from Henry, then it went right back to Terri.  We believed the demon was keeping him bound to cigarettes, as he refused to give them up.  Terri said that he felt the demon struggling as it was leaving, while we were binding it.  January 28, 2004, Henry and I were praying in the corner of the church, with our eyes closed.  Just as I had  saw Satan, I saw something walk past me, and go to Henry.  It told Henry in his mind, "We are here to protect you."  Henry asked me later about angels.  He never knew about guardian angels, and knew so little of the Bible at this time.  He also had no glasses, and his eyes were bad off, and his relationship with the Lord was only about a year old.  He was very dependent on my Biblical knowledge, and at this time was also refusing to go to Bible Studies, as he would be embarrassed if he got called on to answer a Bible question, cause of the little he knew at that point.  So, I kept him informed on false teachings, and what my views were and what others beliefs were after the angels made themselves known to us.  We saw Thomas in the main chapel, praying over a brother, we joined him, and cast off several spirits.  Thomas, Henry, and I prayed over an inmate named Mike Magee, on January 31, 2004, he was delivered of his demons and even accepted the Lord into his life . he came to church a few times after that but really wasn't ready to really comit  Thomas, Henry and I were attacked by demons, and later we cast them all away.  We also cast one off of Biff, and that took ten minutes.  Also, we cast two off of Ed, and that took five minutes.  Paul had a strong vibration around him, it was so strong it almost threw my hand back.  (Henry was the one that was able to feel the demons through vibration, but I felt it for the first time, while praying over Paul.)  I also felt nothing but darkness inside of him, what could it mean?  Later, the Lord told us it was Paul's anger toward God that I had been feeling.  On this day, Henry, Thomas, Wayne and I prayed over an inmate named Angel.  (The Wayne that I'm speaking about here is the same Wayne from Sandstone when we were assigned to work outdoors, cutting trees.)  The four of us cast three or four demons off of Angel.  Henry also got a message that God was happy with what we were doing, and Satan was mad.  Another part of the message was that my sickness was supposed to be healed in a time and a half of a time.  Henry was puzzled, asking what a time and a half of a time meant.  I replied, telling him that it meant a year and a half, for I had read it in the book of Daniel.  Messages continued, with the Lord telling us that our gifts would grow stronger, and that  it could end up being dangerous for us not the gifts but what we were doing for the lord .  Another message was also for me, which was that I had turned my back on God after seeing his power, and I was being punished because of that, but God wasn't going to be mad at me always.  Ok, I know what you're thinking, if all is forgiven, then how can God still be mad?  Israel repented for her sins, but still had to suffer the consequences.  Nebuchadnezzar suffered seven years, so I guess I must go through seven year, as a daily reminder not to backslide.  February 1, 2004, Henry found out his family was being spiritually attacked, and his dad was seeing monkeys in the house.  (Could it be demons?)  Lee and Morocco, two of our inmate friends, we prayed over them, and Lee had two demons that left immediately when he himself commanded them to be gone in Jesus' name, and Morocco, was free and clear of demonic spirits.  That was our first "customer" we found without demons, and he didn't even believe in Jesus.  All I could figure was, why spend time on someone you already got?  Then I began to understand that it didn't work that way.  Ed was feeling oppressed, and we prayed over him.On February 2, 2004, Henry, Wayne, Thomas and I were all being attacked, there was one demon for each of us, and we cast them all off together.  Henry also got another message on this day, which was that all of our gifts were made stronger, and that the gifts Thomas was given were increasing, but he must learn to walk by faith to make them work to their full potential.  Henry tested the spirit, and it confirmed that the message was from God, saying, "I am the living spirit of the one called Lord of Hosts.  I am the living will of the Lord your God whom you serve.  I am going to right the wrong that has been done to you, Henry, but I am not going to punish Vicky in order to do so.  (Vicky is the crazy ex-girlfriend.)  I will give you back seven fold of what was taken from you.  I did not give her over to her enemies, that was Satan telling you that to scare you."  We were also told about how we would detect the demons more accurately.  If we just felt heat around or on the person, the demon was not attached to them, if we felt heat and vibration, the demon would be attached to the person, outside their body, and if we felt just vibration, the demon was inside of the person.February 3, 2004, not much happened today.  Henry got an idea for a business, and also got a message from Satan to distract him.  Today is also my fortieth birthday!February 4, 2004, Henry got some more messages.  "Tell Deano to use his prayer tongsgift."  And as I did, the power of God grew in the room.  Henry didn't even know I had the gift of prayer tongues, as I seldom had used it over the years.  Then the second message we got that all of us needed to pray in tongues when praying over people for healing, and for casting out demons, because it would increase our gifts.  Henry and I prayed over Biff in tongues, it "juiced him up in the spirit," as I sometimes like to call it.  We prayed over a Christian brother, who had a demon living inside of him, (we felt the vibration only.)  I saw this particular demon leave, it appeared to have a man's body, and the face of a dog.  Henry then got another message that demons always fight their hardest before they are vanquished.February 5, 2004, We prayed over Rick, a new inmate, and he lost a few spirits, and we prayed over Terri M. again, and then again at the 9:00 p.m. prayer meeting.  The chapel was filled with dark, negative energy.  I got attacked by demons, and it felt something like two prongs stabbing into the back of my neck.  I also had penetrating pains in my back and arms.  Henry said he saw the demons everywhere.  On the walls, on the floor, and even some floating.  He also saw a ghost man walking around himself, Wayne, Thomas, and I.  The ghost man, (Satan), walked right into Henry's body, and henry, with his spirit, was able to push him out two different times.  He also tried to get Henry to worship him.  Then Satan said, "Now is not the time, but I'll be back."  Henry was very shook up and freaked out by this.  He wouldn't even talk about it until the next day.  He said that Satan appeared that time to have gold snake eyes, and the rest of his body looked human.  Now, there you have it, the debate should be over.  Satan and demons possess your flesh, not your spirit.  Now, how it all worked with the two spirits fighting against each other inside Henry's body, is another mystery.  I was just concerned about me, as I was under my biggest spiritual attack so far, and could not get it under control, and couldn't seem to cast the demons off.   on February 6, 2004, 2:15 a.m.  I spent the night, after the prayer meeting, till now in the broom closet, trying to cast off all the demons.  I finally fell asleep, with them still nibbling on me.  In the morning, Henry and I began to fast.  The demons power diminished, and Henry got a message.  "God is removing a curse from Henry."  Hey, that is really cool, but what about old Brother Deano?  I guess I'll just have to tough it out.  I tried to ignore the demonic torments on me as much as possible, but I couldn't let my problems get in the way of helping others. Our fast was now at a full twenty four hours, and that is when we began to cast some more evil spirits.  We saw Rick being defeated and depressed, and we took him to the back room to pray over him.  Henry said he lost count at forty nine, as the demons were leaving Rick, he was infested.  And once again, I was attacked night and day.We prayed over Rick again on February 7, 2004, and he lost five more spirits.  We also prayed over Terri M., the spirit fell, but nothing happened.  He said he felt better, but not healed.February 9, 2006, I am still fasting, and being attacked.  Henry got woke up in the night, with Satan telling him, "Let's go somewhere private, take a pen and paper."  (Although, he didn't know until later that it was Satan.)  Henry got up and went to the latrain, which is similar to a private bathroom stall, as most prison toilets are usually out in the open.  Henry began to write out a list of things he was being promised that only a total demon possessed hedonist could relish.  It was then that he realized that it was Satan.  The promises were that of offering Henry anything and everything he wanted, even his freedom from prison in two weeks, and, if he just signed the offer, all would be his.  If he didn't sign it, he was told that Deano would be destroyed, along with Henry's family.  Satan also said, "Don't tell any of this to Deano, I'll give you two days to decide, then I'll destroy them if you don't sign it."  At this point, I wanted to break my fast and eat something, but I knew in my spirit to keep fasting, as Henry and I sat there.  He wouldn't talk, so I told him that even if Satan does have something to destroy us with, he can't use it unless God allows it.  Suddenly, I felt the release in my spirit that it was okay to break my fast, and Henry laughed.  Then, the attack left us both.  "Checkmate!" Henry said.  He then told me the whole story, and the whole time Satan was speaking to him, he was praying in his mind, "Lord, I put my trust in you, and to protect my family and friends."  Then the spiritual attack was gone.  Praise God!  Here I was upset and flustered, thinking that the attack was staying around all because Henry wasn't fasting with me.  That night, we celebrated our victory by casting off Mike P.  He was from Nigeria, with the accent and all, though he was a United States citizen.  We also cast a spirit off of Mark W., I believe it was an anger spirit.  Then the demons came back and attacked all night.February 10, 2004, I had a big attack after my shower, until two a.m.  I fought it off and on and all day, I was hindered with back pain, my memory was shot, and my strength was drained.  Henry appears okay, though.  Lee (another inmate) says that he got off of two psych medications.  At Saint James Bible Study, Henry got a message that Satan was punishing deano for interfering wih him when he was attacking Henry.  The rest of the message was that he is Prince of Power of the air, and he will be defeated by us.  Fight the demons with the light of God.  The next message was that Henry was supposed to help me with prayer and fasting for myself.  The third message was that the two of us were to stand firm in our faith, and God would strengthen us.  On February 11, 2004, we were fighting the demons day and night, they would be gone for thirty seconds, then later, come back.  February 12, 2004, It was the same all day.  Henry got a message that Satan was using three of his powerful warrior demons to punish Deano, and they are taking turns tormenting Deano.  When you push one away, another comes in place of it, and continue the punishment.  They are getting their strength from the hatred of the prisoners there.  Use the light and love of God to defeat them.  We then stopped using negative emotions, anger, and hatred toward them. and we soon found out  When you fight them without all of the negative emotions, etc, they leave faster, and their power is weakened quicker.  They feed off negativity.  Today, we went to the 9:00p.m. prayer meeting, and bound the devil over church, and saw a flash of light, then the negative energy left the chapel, but not off of me.  I forgot to mention that the demons had invaded my locker, my room, and my bed.  It was like laying down on a bed of crabs.  My back muscles tightened up, pulling my spinal column out of place, left and right.  Fortunately, I was good at popping  almost all of my vertebrae back into place.  My teeth would clench together at night, damaging my teeth to the point where I would have to get a mouth piece to wear while sleeping.  My joints in my shoulders would pop constantly.  My elbows and knees at times also would do the same.  The pressure on my chest and head was always there, and also, I could sense the demons, and I knew their shapes, and even saw them sometimes.  Black negative energy came from them.  Every time I opened my locker, one was there, ready to attack me.  I had no choice but to lay in my bed, enduring the torments, and their ever presence.  I was putting Holy water i had prayed over erlier pretty much all over my body, and anointed oil on my forehead and hair.  Hey believe it or not, but it helped.  The demons backed off just enough for me to be able to ignore them so I could get some sleep.February 13, 2004, Still being attacked, and I wasn't fasting good enough to be able to fight off any demons.  I also gave up fighting and binding and commanding them gone in Jesus' name, over and over.  I sought the Lord on fasting and guidance.  I was a little upset by it this time.  What was the use of fighting them, if they were just going to keep taking turns?  Henry got a word from the Lord.  The message was to fast for ten days, and to start the next day, and they will be gone for good, once they are defeated.  We then had a question for the Lord.  We asked what we should do since Thomas was not working alongside us anymore.  The Lord then answered Henry, saying that Thomas will make his own choices.  (Keep in mind that the Holy Spirit will never force you to serve Him.  It may coax you to a certain direction, but if you choose not to do it, then that is your own free will, and God will only come as close to you as you want him to.)  On February 17, 2004, Henry got another message from the Lord.  We were supposed to concentrate all of our energy on the leader of the three demons that was tormenting us.  His name is Kronos.  Today, I feel much improved, and the whole prison atmosphere is clearing up.  Henry notices it too, that the negative energy is weaker.  February 23, 2004, We have just finished battling for ten days, some days more than others.  The demons left one at a time, as Henry laid hands on me, and there was five of them.  We were both binding away, and using tongues.  Henry got a word that the three main demons were gone, they were defeated, including Dark Fantasy.  There were only lessors left who would only be a minor problem the next day.  He then told us that we had done well, and that was it.  I didn't always write everything down, and that is why this is the first time you are reading about that one particular demon.( Dark fantasy) That was a demon that had been attacking Henry since February 10, 2004.  It came to him at night, filling his head with all sorts of fleshly temptations and emotions, as well as dreams.the lord had told him the name of the demon.  On February 24, 2004, Henry had a vision when we were at the Saint James Bible Study.  The vision was this:  That he was standing in a valley with lots of white bones laying everywhere.  He looked down and saw that he was wearing a white robe with a white belt around the waist, and white gloves, and white knee high boots.  He looked over and saw me (Deano) standing there, dressed in the same kind of clothing that he was dressed in.  He looked behind himself and saw twenty two other people dressed in the same clothing, only their faces were blurred.  Then the lord said to him, that the twenty and  four shall walk through the valley of dry bones.  Henry knew nothing at all about the old testament, so I showed him the next day in Ezekiel about the valley of dry bones.  I figured it meant we were to wake up God's people to the reality of Satan and how he has people bound in the churches.  February 26, 2004, Henry got a message from the Lord that spiritual attacks were going to continue on him and I as long as we kept doing his will.  The attacks are going to become weaker and weaker, and less frequent over half a time.  The attacks will never end, because Satan has commanded his demons to continue the attacks until you quit doing my work, or until your life has ended.  I was being pestered, and was wondering when I was going to be free from my attacks again, before this happened.March 11, 2004, Thomas was off doing his own demon casting.  He asked us to pray for him, and I had sensed that something was wrong with him for the last week.  So, he told me his problem.  the problem was that he had felt something grab onto his private parts, and after rebuking it, it scampered onto one of his legs, and was holding on, tormenting him with pain, and he couldn't get rid of it.  I told him that was what happens when you attack the devil, he fights back, and you just have to get used to it.  He felt relieved after this, and peace was restored, and he was able to get rid of it.  March 14, 2004, Henry and I cast a demon off of Marker, (another inmate friend of ours).  I think he is going to be joining us.  We also prayed over Terri M., Marker helped us.  Henry got a message from God telling us that Marker and Terri have received, and that they have found the door, and it is now open, and they were to walk through by faith, and recieve what is waiting.  Henry also got a message from who we knew as Pastor G, about a friend.  The names of the demons were Enose and Kaos, there is lies and deception.  You need two days of fasting to remove these demons, along with prayer.  They must be cast out soon.  Marker, Henry, and I prayed over Rod, and I believe he had four spirits, and he said he felt them leave off of them.  March 15, 2004, Henry got a message, saying that the kings anointing was ours.  Later on, Henry got another message saying that man calls it "Kings Anointing", but God calls it his authority, because that is what it really is.  Later, Henry, Thomas, Andrew, Biff, and I prayed over Mr. Owens, and one of the spirits that had been on him jumped onto Henry's back, dug in, caused pain, and left.  This demon was the one that causes vibration.March 16, 2004, Henry, Thomas, Steve, Biff and I prayed over a new guy, and we got about ninety percent victory, but not a total victory.  March 18, 2004, Henry, Biff, and I all were praying, and we were hindered bad, then deliverance came through.March 20, 2004, Henry and I prayed over Jerry P.  He had two spirits and Rick had five.  Marker says he wants us all to pray and fast.  So, about fourteen of us took turns fasting of periods of twenty four hours or more.  March 21, 2004, Rick is doing better today, but I'm doing suffering with anxiety and stress.  Could it be Rick's spirits from the day before?  Then at 9:00 p.m. chapel, I felt an evil hatred projecting itself toward me as I took a step into another room from the sanctuary.  It started burrowing over me from the top of my head, going downward.As it did, I felt as if my insides were pushing upwards.  My heart began to beat faster and it also felt as if it too was being pulled upwards.  I then yelled for Henry, he was in the midst of a conversation with someone.  As he was walking toward me, I told him what was happening to me between rebukes.  When he laid his hand on me to rebuke the demon, he got shocked.  It sounded like a spark plug exposed to the air.  Each time Henry would try to put his hand on me, which happened at least five times, the shock got weaker.  It took about twenty minutes of continuous rebuking and then I got shocked once in the neck, then it came back and we kept rebuking it.  We were rebuking it in the power, and in the blood of Jesus' name, then we finally got the victory.  Henry then got a message that the spirit of Vortex was now gone.  March 22, 2004, Henry got a message that Deano is attacked more than Henry because he turned away from me once before, and by doing this, it has caused him to become weaker in my spirit, but Deano will get stronger as he gets closer to me once again.  Both you and and Deano will become one with me as your love grows stronger, so also my love grows stronger. March 23, 2004, I read a book called, "The prophecy treasures in prison cells," to the St. James group as the Lord had led me to.  Phil had read it in Sunday service.  Henry is being attacked.  He was acting really hyper.  Later, we prayed over Terri M.  Henry got a message from the Lord.  It was that the Lord had healed you already, several times, and healed you now.  You have the faith to be healed, then you end up losing the faith by doubting.  March 24, 2004, Henry had a SciFi book, and I felt a dark energy coming from it.  Later, Henry got a word that that if there is something that God does not approve of, then you will feel dark energy coming from the object.  God was basically explaining a gift that he had given to me.  Now, that helped me out, because it explained alot about how and why I was able to feel certain energies coming from  items .  March 28, 2004, Henry got a message for Terri M. that he was to pray alone, and not to look to people, but to look to God.  Terri prayed alone all day, then we came to him.  He was in the chapel, in the back, in what we called the demon room.  It was where we did most of our demon casting.  The demons that live in this room do leave, but they always come back.  There are lockers in this room filled with all kinds of religious materials from different religions.  Anyway, we said a prayer with Terri, and Henry got a message: "God has manifested his healing in you, but the door is still closed because of your doubt.  You must not doubt.  When you stop doubting, then you will be healed."  March 29, 2004, We were praying and the spirit fell on us very strong.  Henry got a message it said, "You have now received the quickening."  I was feeling spiritually strong, and inquired to Henry that maybe I had received my gift of healing.  Henry then got another message that this was now the beginning.  I had prayed over people and only their pain was reduced or taken away, but no one ever got healed.  Henry got a word that because of my turning away from Him once before, that my healing gift was reduced to being able to take away pain, but I would get it back someday as I grew closer to him.  We then had a question for God.  "Lord, what about pastor G. and praying over his friend?"  Answer: "Pastor G removed one of the three spirits with his two day fast and prayer and weakened the other two.  Enos was removed.  "What can we do Lord?"  "You will have to fast for two days to remove Kaos and Lies and Deceptions.  "How many days to cast out the head demon from over this place?"  "You have already removed the leader, Kronos, there is no leader there anymore."  I suspect that he was the Kronos that were part of the three that attacked me for over two weeks.  "What can we do to knock out the rest of the demons and bring revival?"  "Continue fasting, and pray with as many people that will do this twenty four hours each day."  Is it okay to pray over Sobo, he is not a Christian , but can we still cast out demons from him?"  "He can be delivered, but only if he chooses to be."  We then wanted to know if demons could read our minds, so we then had another dialogue with the Lord.  "Can demons read minds?"  "Only when they are connected can they read your mind."  "Lord, we need to know the names of the demons to cast them out easier, and to help people."  Answer: "That came with the quickening."  Henry was a telephone, as we called it, and we were dialing God up as much as possible when we needed to know things that the Bible didn't explain.  Later , Rick comes in the room, and he's got one strong spirit on him, so we cast it off, and as it was leaving, I got attacked.  After forty minutes of binding, I saw in the spirit relm myself, negative energy all around Rick, he had been standing up binding the demons in Jesus' name, to be gone, but had sat down and grown silent.  He looked drained, and I sensed this demon was drawing Rick's energy somehow, and using it to attack me.  I asked him to please leave, that the spirit was drawing energy from him, and fifteen minutes later, it left.  Henry got a message: "It is Vortex in a weakened state, he was drawing from Rick's energy.  It can do this because Rick himself is in a weakened state.  Rick also is a backslider."  (Deano's words): The electrical shock has left minor damages, but they are temporary. I felt like I had been hit with a stun gun over and over.  Later, as I was in bed, Vortex returned.  My bunkie began to look drained.  I went into a closet and fought Vortex until midnight, then took a shower and went to bed.  He began to attack again, and I cast him off of me again, and then fell asleep.  As I awoke, He was on me.  I bound him up for an hour and a half, then I had to go to class, then I had lunch.  Then, after work and court, Henry and I went to church.  We cast off Vortex, and Henry got a message from the Lord that Vortex is gone and his electricity disrupts electric impulses in the body.  You will feel discomfort for a little while.  We then had a question for the Lord, to ask if this was the same Vortex.  The answer was that 2 Vortex's and and they don't need fasting to remove them.  We just had to keep binding them and their energy.  They are used by Satan to torment people.  I, Deano, apparently only had one of the Vortex's in me that day.  We then prayed for God to help us understand the spirits more.  We then got an answer about the different kinds of demons.  The lowest forms of demons are called Satan's eyes.  There are millions of these, and they function to keep Satan informed.  They mostly hang out in churches and Holy places, and hitch rides on people as well.  The next classification are demons which try to manipulate emotions.  Those are the ones that produce the heat you feel.  Some are simple provokers, some are very complex and most just float.  The complex ones connect to people, then that is when you feel the heat and vibration.  This class of demons are for torment and they are the lowest form of demons that are inside the body, and can also manipulate the emotions.  The top of the class is called warrior demons, and they can do anything they want to people, including killing them.  They are the ones that need fasting and prayer to remove, and there are several classes of warrior demons.  So, there it was, a rundown of on what the entire world was up against.  The Lord wouldn't tell us anymore about the warrior demon classes at this time, but would come back and tell us more later.  Now, as you may have picked up on by now, the Lord wasn't just dropping messages down on Henry, but we were asking and receiving, and we were testing the messages.  Sometimes, Henry would forget, and we did get better at all of it.  Our gifts were growing stronger, and we were disciplining ourselves to walk Holy and continue the battle that seemed to never end.  March 31, 2004, Terri M. was pestering me for long prayers to get the healing he already has, but doubts.  There was attacks as usual, in my locker, my bed, and my head and my back.  I argued with Paul, he was saying that God doesn't talk to people in these days, or heal people in these days either.  Henry was doubting that all of this that was happening to us wasn't real.  He eventually snapped out of it right before lunch, while listening to Paul and I battle over God's ways.  Paul was saying that only Satan talks to people and heals people, and that all of the spiritual gifts that God gave the apostles died when the apostle Paul died.  Also, Thomas told Henry last night that the demons can't get inside of Christians, and that he was just making everything up in his head and just wasn't realizing it.  The devil was definitely attacking Henry through all of this.  I then challenged Paul.  "So, Satan heals people when they are prayed over, in the name of Jesus?"  "And I guess he likes it when people when are out winning souls to God, and bringing Him glory, so people will turn to God, etc."  Henry then realized that Satan was just attacking him, and through this, Satan never quits.  Later at night, praying over Biff, he had a spirit of worry on him.  Vortex then began to attack me, and we had Biff leave the room.  Henry and I cast Vortex off of me, but he was still close by, hitting me with weaker current from a distance.  Somehow, they are able to do this.  We got Biff back in the room and finished casting away his spirit of worry.  Biff left, and as we prayed, and worshipped the Lord, we had questions, and surprise, we got answers.  One question we asked was, "What are UFO's?"  The answer we got was that all UFP's were demon controlled, in the warrior class.  We also asked Him if there was life on other planets, and the answer was a simple, "No, there is not any intelligent life on any other planet."  We then asked why UFO's kidnap people, and the answer was that abductees are used for torture and sexual perversion.  Also for cloning superior body's for the demons to use adn the human spirits of the clones are released so that the demons have the body's to themselves.  Now, this was shocking to read as Henry wrote it out.  Henry was also bummed out, because he had always felt there was life on other planets.  I was not going to write these messages in this story, but I came to the conclusion that you would either believe it or not, and that was your decision either way.  But if someone is reading this who has been abducted and violated, you're the people who know the truth about the UFO's.  Satan will even tell you that it never happened, even if it did, and tell you you're crazy, just to trick you.  But that is OK, keep taking those psych drugs.  No, what you really need to do is get someone on your side who is educated in the area of demonic powers and get delivered.  Accept what has happened to you and move on with your life and get off of the drugs.  Now, back to what I was telling you before about Vortex.  It felt like he was taking shots at my head with electricity.  April 2, 2004, The dark force I felt over the Chapel and dorms is weaker, then Vortex hit and it took two minutes to kick him off by myself.  Mark had a spirit on him, and I prayed over him and kicked it off.  Henry went to a Bible study tonight.  I prayed over the chapel, and anointed all the pews, walls, floors, and the ceiling.  The negative energy went way down.  Henry, Thomas and I continued to fast, and bind the devil over the prison.  Thomas is with us again, but has doubts and other issues.  April 3, 2004, Vortex attacked me again, and Henry got a message which was that Vortex was in Deano, and that when you told Vortex that he had the mark of God on him, it did major damage to him.  He is gone, and so are all of his attachments.  What happened is that I was so used to being attacked and Vortex power was weaker, and I couldn't tell where he was.  Whether he was in me, on me, or around me, or long range, I couldn't tell you.  My head was all stun gunned and damaged.  But I was unwilling to give up, and I continued to pray with people.  I just thought perhaps this was just what happens when you fight Satan.  After all, I'd never seen any demon casters that ever really had any success,except for an occasional testimony, but nothing full time.  Henry and I were going all the way.  Hey, it is exciting and prison is boring, and there is an endless supply of demons here.  In that case, we were going to use this time wisely to learn as much as possible about our calling.  Also I asked the Lord for a better memory.  The answer that I got was that I would have to wait till later to get the answer.  Later that night, Henry, Thomas and I got together and I sat in the chair.  I was sitting in for pastor G's friend. (This is what we call intercessory prayer.)  I felt the demons release as if they were right there with me.  Henry got a message that the lies and deceptions were gone, and Kaos was defeated.  Then Vortex attacked lightly and Henry got a message that it was Vortex's second one at long range.  We worked him over and he is still out there somewhere.  Henry got a message that we are to put the mark of the trinity on the forehead of the person we are praying over.  There was also another message that warrior demons that have human form have three eyes.  These are the only demons that look human including Satan.  The lord also told us later that when these demons walk among us, the third eye is hidden so they appear normal.  These can be exposed by commanding the demon to uncover the third eye.April 6, 2004, There was a new guy today.  His name was George.  He had three demons on him, the type where we could feel heat and vibration.April 7, 2004, Henry got a word today for Terri.  The Lord asked why he hadn't reached out and took his healing he had been given.  He wanted to know why Terri chose to keep his ailments.  He said he was the God of love, not of torment, I do not want to see you suffer, and the healing he had given Terri was waiting for him, and he wanted him to take it.  Terri was also told his ailments would stay with him until he cast all doubt to the winds and accept the healing is there.  Once again, Terri had gotten a message.  He constantly harassed us for prayer.  His doubt was so strong, we could only give him band aidprayers           April 8, 2004, We prayed over Subu, and kicked off psycho.  It attacked me, and Henry and I kicked it off.  The Lord also said that the demon went from us and attached itself to another person in the camp.  We had job security, and what can you do when the demons live among you?  Subu was a psycho, always angry and mad, talking crazy.  But soon after praying for him, and kicking his demon away, he tamed down like a harmless rabbit.  We had several more sessions with him.  He just was not ready to accept the Lord.  I believe he was a Hindu, but he sure wanted our prayers.  We prayed for Ozone who was a new guy coming into the prison camp, and we cast two off of him.  He had one left that was named Darkness.  We got Ozone to say the sinners prayer, but he didn't sound sincere.  He too is a Hindu, but he mixes all kinds of other religious beliefs together, he doesn't just stick to one religion.  April 9, 2004, Good Friday.  Everything seemed wrong.  They put a cross at the front of the chapel and handed each one of us a nail, wanting us to pound it in.  It was bizarre.  Henry and I refused, along with four others.  I didn't, and wouldn't crucify my Lord.  He chose the cross for me, I didn't send him to the cross, and I sure wouldn't nail him up on it  Thank You Jesus!  April 15, 2004, Vortex is still coming and going.April 16, 2004, Vortex stayed with me last night, and I couldn't get rid of him.  He stayed with me all day too.  Then at Bible study, I couldn't think or concentrate.  By 9:00 p.m., I flipped out, and started hitting myself on the head, using anger and commanding them to be gone.  Its power instantly grew very strong, and Henry came to help.  It took fifteen minutes to get rid of them.  Henry got a word that both vortexes were gone, but one or both of them sure shocked Henry.  At first, my anger and negative emotions were feeding the demons, and they used that against me.  Henry said that a lot of this was happening because of him.  "Sorry, Lord," Henry said.  He first told me of this about a month ago, what is he hiding?April 17, 2004, Vortexes came back and stayed all day, tormenting me with electrical current all around my head, arms and stomach.  Henry helped to cast them off, but they just keep coming back.  Henry then got a message that Satan is giving the Vortexes power to fight us.April 18, 2004, Henry and I cast Vortexes again, and we had some questions, so we sought the Lord.  One question that we asked was why one of the older gentlemen was having problems.  The answer was that he had some natural ailments and that demons were helping these ailments along.  Another question we wanted to know was that of trying to find out which demons can come back after being cast off.  The Lord told us that all demons can return after being cast away, but warrior demons generally don't.  We even asked the Lord what type of demons can cause cancer.  He said that warrior demons and torment spirits are the ones that cause cancer.  The Lord told Henry last night that a book about our experiences was a good idea, as it would help many people.  We finished asking the Lord questions by asking him if there was anything he wanted us to know.  He told us to get ready for the day of Pentecost.  We asked him how we were to prepare.  He said that Deano would know what to do.  Yes, I did know what to do.  Prayer, fasting, focusing more on God, and keep reading the Word.  That is what we were to do.  The Lord told us to start preparing in five days.April 19, 2004, Hold on to your faith, this one might stump you.  Vortexes were attacking me day and night, as usual.  Last night, I had olive oil on my hands, and proceeded to grab the metal bed, and the power drained away.  Also, when I shower, they don't seem to be shocking me as much.   Henry then got a message that the better the ground, the more energy it takes away.  Then I recalled the Tesla Coils and we asked what frequency will drive the demons away.  The answer was that it was not the frequency, but the positive electrical fields that is solid and rapidly pulsed.  God is positive, demons negative, God is light, demons live in darkness.  Positive energy drives demons away, negative energy feeds them and gives them energy.  Think positive, don't use hate or anger against them, they feed off of it.  We prayed over Ozone again and he had five demons, the kind we could feel through vibration.  They all attacked me, and Henry and I kicked them away.April 20, 2004, Henry got a message at the St. James Bible Study today about the day of Pentecost.  My spirit will once again be poured out upon the earth.  Then shall my will be done.  We prayed over my bunkie.  He had three demons that could be detected with heat, and one with vibration.  Rick had one that could be detected with vibration, and that took awhile to get that one off of him.  Rod came to us and told us that his life had changed since we had cast off the demons from him, and now is concerned about his wife.  Henry got a message saying that Rod can sit in for his wife.  We were to fast for one day, and we were also told that our gifts had gotten stronger.  When we prayed over Rod, we were to use his wife's name.  Thomas is still fasting with us, but no longer praying or demon casting.  Also, I feel negative energy when I step out of my gifts and into the flesh, assuming that I was right or thinking that a certain person was mad at me, and I would sense the negative energy, and I would say to myself, "Yes, I'm right."  Henry then got a message that I wouldn't have a problem if I didn't make assumptions.  So my assumptions was causing the negative.  Perhaps, it is Satan's way of getting in to deceive.  Henry says he is getting glimpses of the future in the lower parts of his spirit.  I thought the devil might be slipping in, so we decided to pray and see if God would tell us, and Henry got a message.  It was the future that we were being shown, but it was Satan showing it to us, trying to stop what is about to take place.  It was Satan trying to establish a link with us.  The Lord also said that I was being attacked for this reason, among other reasons also.  Rick walked by me during Bible Study, and I felt a demon with him.  Later, Henry got a message that it was a demon and it was also his negative thoughts that I had sensed.April 22, 2004, Rod got prayed over for his wife, and he said that he felt the spirit of anger leave as well as three others.  He was amazed at the fact that everytime he felt one leaving, that I would tell him that one was leaving, even though he hadn't told me about it.  Also, that when one left, he would feel it leave as if it was inside of him.  The Lord told us that he would have angels around his wife to keep the demons from coming back.  

March 24, 2004, Henry wrote this in today at 9:20 pm:  I have been praying to God for several weeks to give Deano and I some gifts that we could use to do his will with.  He has told  us to someday to go to the churches to show the people that demons are everywhere, including in the churches.  
 Here is what God told us to do on this night.  "You have asked me to bestow upon you and Deano several things to help you carry out my will that I have asked you to do.  These things you have asked for are pleasing to me, for you walk in the likeness of Solomon when you ask for these gifts, but these things must be used with responsibility.  You and Deano have to walk in total obedience to me to prove you are worthy of these gifts.  Henceforth, I will test you by giving both you and Deano forty days of trials to prove yourselves responsible and obedient enough to have these gifts .  I know the love you have for me in your hearts is genuine.  My love for both of you is unyielding, this is why I will give you the chance to prove your worthiness to have these things.  The wisdom you have asked for, I give all that ask.  You have asked me to become one with you and Deano, and I am already dwelling in your hearts.  As for the gifts of miracles and healing, the Kings anointing, and the strength of Samson, they must be earned by walking in righteousness, truthfulness, and and total obedience for the next forty days of trials.  Your trials will be different than Deano's because he turned his back on me.  Never the less, He will have his opportunity to if he chooses, but later, I will reveal the time he is to start his test through you.  You must not tell anyone about these trials you are embarking on, no one can help either of you.  These trials must be done by yourselves only.  You will start this very night, your trials have now begun.  Only your faith and love for me can get you the things you have asked for.  When the trials are over, you will know that I am your God, neither of you will have doubts.  (Deano)  I was beating my head, asking myself where I stumbled in the last thirty days.  My trial had begun the same time as Henry's only I never knew about it for the first thirty days.  I had a few ideas, though.  I had bugged out the time when Vortex one and two had ganged up on me for the first time.  I had repented and felt bad that time and all other times as well.  I added my own request to Henry's list.  This is Henry's list:  1. I want Deano and I to become one with God.  2. I want lots of wisdom.  3. I wanted to kings anointing.  4.  Strength of Samson.  5. I wanted the gifts of miracles and healings.  6. Both of us would have a gift like Branham.  7.  I also wanted both of us to have the same gifts.  Hey, it was worth a try, but I felt like I probably lost out because of my anger and rage toward the demons and other things I'd stumbled over.  Henry and I sought the Lord, and he told Henry that neither of us were being judged for our failures, but for how we were handling the mistakes we were making.  He told us also that he knew our hearts and that we could only progress towards the goals of proving our obedience to him by the way we handled our failures.  You'd better read that one over several times, people.  I was glad to hear it, as I knew how I felt each time I had stumbled.  Unlike some believers who say to themselves when they sin, "Oh well, when we sin, God looks at us and sees the blood of Jesus, and we are all going to sin, he knows we are only human."  Blah, blah, blah.  I'm sick of hearing half truths.  It should hurt you after you sin, and you should feel upset at yourself, but don't go overboard with it.  And if you're far enough in the spirit, you will feel a decrease spiritually for a time because of sin, and it only takes a few times, (usually) for you to strengthen that area of your life that you are having trouble with.  We also got another message on this night that in ten days, we would know God's will.  April 24, 2004, "Pray the blood of Jesus over you, it weakens the demons power and attacks."  That was another message that we got through Henry today.April 25, 2004, Henry, Rod and I prayed over Adam.  He had four demons on him.  Two we could detect through heat, the other two through vibration.  Later, Henry and I prayed over George.  Henry was fasting and one mean, nasty warrior demon came out and it attacked Henry and tried to throw him around into the lockers.  He tried stepping into Henry as Satan had done.  Henry, with his spirit, pushed it out, then it left.  The whole thing lasted seconds, meanwhile George began speaking in tongues. He had done it once before when he had gotten saved.  I suspect the demon had kept him bound from doing this.  Then all three of us prayed over Thomas.  He had one demon on his back tormenting him.  Then later, Henry, Donnie, and I prayed over an elderly inmate.  Henry got a word that this man's feeble mindedness was natural, but worsened by the demons.  While praying for this man, Henry counted ten demons of every sort.  Then, Henry and I prayed over Rick.  He had one demon that we could feel through vibration on his head that was tormenting him mentally.  Then, Henry, George, Rick, Thomas and I prayed over the elderly man, who was also named Thomas.  Later, he told us that he had not felt the presence of the Lord for almost a year, but since he has been delivered, he was aware of the Lord's presence every day.  Now, the Vortexes were shocking away at me, so everyone there chipped in and cast them away from me.  They had been given extra power from Satan, and it was my trial, now I had to endure.  They only backed away when we or I focused our spiritual power on them, and so every day and night they tormented me.  April 26, 2004,  I prayed over Vince, he had one demon that you could feel through vibration.  There is some humor in all of this:  This morning, I held onto the metal pipe that comes out of the wall, connecting to the toilet, praying in tongues and binding the demons.  The pipes sweated with condensation from the continuous flushing, and it worked.  Henry and I laughed about it.  Later, I stuck my tongue out on a metal locker handle, as Henry laid hands on me, binding the demons.  I rebuked Satan with my tongue on the metal.  Both of us laughed uncontrollably.  Both of our discernment gifts began to act differently, and seemed to malfunction.  Thomas is now wanting to work with us again, as he has been impressed with Thomas the Elder man's deliverance.  We were glad, cause we had all but written him off for the work ahead.  The heat we sometimes feel on our hands when we pray for people is Satan trying to hinder us from the prayer.  That is what God told Henry today.  Our hands would sometimes get so hot, that our prayers would get cut short because of it.  April 27, 2004,  The Lord told Henry that our gifts would not be working right for six days, but they would start working right again on the seventh.  April 29, 2004,  Thomas, Henry and I prayed over Delong, and he said he felt things lifting off of himself and his chest feels lighter.  April 30, 2004,  Delong said that a voice came into his head saying bad things, and he rebuked it away five times.May 1, 2004,  Thomas, Henry and I prayed over five people and all said that their fear, anxiety, anger, depression and worry, etc. left them.  All of the people had spirits cast off of them, some of the people were new, some we had prayed over before.  May 3, 2004,  Henry got a message from the Lord today.  It was this , that  when Henry and I wake up in the morning, the gifts we have now will be greatly improved.  As for the trials Henry and I have gone through, we will find out on the day of Pentecost what new gifts we will be getting.  He also told us that his spirit now dwells in our hearts, and it will remain there as long as the two of us would allow it to.( perhaps he said this as we always looked up for him  and perhaps not within us like we should ,christ in you paul sayes) )  He then proceeded to tell us that we made lots of mistakes during our trials, but it is what is in our hearts that we have been judged for.  Our willingness to want to carry out his will was the most important thing to him.  He told us to prepare for the day of Pentecost.  "I will not be in contact with you until the day of Pentecost, so saith the Lord thy God."  That was the last sentence to us.  Now, why would the Lord use old English to speak to us?  Henry prefers King James, but I like them all.  We continued praying over people, some felt delivered, some felt nothing.  Some spirits came back over and over.  Satan hates to lose, and folks were constantly being reinfected with spirits.  We would tell the men how to fight them off.  Some caught on to the advice, others preferred for us to help them.  We all tend to take the easier route, but we never minded doing the casting.  Also, Teddy from the outside St. James group received a message about my lungs.  They prayed over me,  and I received a word.  "Your lungs will begin to heal from this day on.  You will face many trials ahead, but stand strong, the Lord has a great work for you."   and 2 weeks later my asthma was healed completely  praise the lord !May 5, 2004,  We're being hit hard today.  My spine is being pulled out of place.  My neck, head and arms feel like they are burning.  May 9, 2004,  Henry got a word from an angel named Jonathan that had spoke to us once before.  "Jesus came in the flesh."  "Satan is also  waiting for the day of pentecost.  Be prepared, anything can happen before this day."  The Lord had gone silent on us, but he had sent his angel Jonathan to fill us in.  Now, I want to say this again, always test the spirits.  God won't get mad if you get a word and ask the the spirit to say, "Jesus came in the flesh."  If it does not say this, then disregard the message.  It means it is Satan.  We found he will tell the truth just to sucker you into the wrong direction. later  Also, Satan can change a word or two in the messages received.  Watch for this. the more anointing around you the more christians the less power he has  to mess with words May 10, 2004,  Here is a vision Thomas had today.  I (Thomas) was listening and singing along with Benny Hinn video tape, when I felt the spirit right in front of me, and I got a message from the Lord.  "I am preparing a place for them."  In my spirit, I felt it was Deano and Henry.  I also knew in my spirit that the "place" didn't mean heaven.  So, I thought in my mind, maybe it meant hell?  I then felt the spirit of God rebuke me.  He wouldn't tell me what it meant.  Then I barely saw two little light balls, one on the right, the other on the left.  I felt he put his hand on my head, pressed my head back and anointed me.    May 14, 2004,  The last few days the dark energy has increased much in the whole compound.  Later, Henry felt a huge mass of vibration around me.  We cast it away.  Henry got a message from Jonathan the angel, that Demons can no longer get inside our bodies.  He also said, "Jesus came in the flesh."  Otherwise, we would have disregarded the message.  May 15, 2004,  Henry got a word from the angel Jonathan.  "You two have very powerful warrior demons on you."  "Pain and torment for Deano, and Sodom and Gomorrah for Henry."  He also said that no amount of fasting could get rid of them.  Then we were told that we would just have to endure until the day of Pentecost.  May 16, 2004,  Henry felt the demons.  They are seven feet tall, with solid vibration.  Two on either side of him, and two around me  I feel them as well.  Henry feels nothing from his, but I'm being tormented day and night, as usual.  May 17, 2004,  Henry started to have a panic attack, but he fought it off.  Demons spoke to us, trying to intimidate us, then they said they were going to try to kill us.May 29, 2004,  The same torment day and night is coming to us.  We rebuked the demons over and over in Jesus' name.  After awhile, they would back away, but still had long range power to afflict us.  Henry has had more panic attacks, but successfully fought them off.  Also, my bunkie donnie armstrong  was praying, and suddenly felt hindered.  He looked up and saw a seven foot demon standing over me, as I sat putting my boots on.  Also, on May 17, Jonathan told Henry four other brothers had one demon.  The four were Thomas, Rick, Ed, and Dakota.  Henry said when Jonathan said this, he was shouting over the demonic chants of the demons shouting  inside henrys head.  May 30, 2004,  At last, the day of Pentecost came.  God was coming to pour out his spirit.  A week before this brother Thigpen had been praying loud.  I felt driven to him, he was prophecying.alone   He said, "I do a work in your day that you won't believe tho one tells you."  "Pentecost,,, pentecost.,,,my spirit comes "  He said a few other things I don't remember.  Anyway, I was all excited in my mind.  I imagined us sitting in Sunday service, the spirit falling, folks speaking in tongues and getting words of knowledge.  Demons would be gone, my suffering would finally end, souls would get saved, etc.  The service began, Henry and I sat with Demons in tow, as usual.  The service continued on and on, then ended.  Nothing!  "Perhaps God is a Catholic?", I said humorously.  So at noon, I went to mass, strike two.  Nothing!  So we just figured God would come later, and he did.  At 6:00 that night.  No flash, bang,no revival , no nothing.  Here is the messages Henry received.  "I have waited until now to speak to you because I wanted to make sure your faith was steadfast."  "You and Deano have proven that your faith and love for me is unyielding."  "Now I give you and Deano the Golden Armor, this will keep all demon attacks from harming you  permanently  "Also, I command all demons to cease their attacks."  "Tell this all to Deano."  "I now give you and Deano my power and authority to cast Demons out." (this is a special gift above just normal christian authority  to cast demons ) Deano has suffered bravely, so therefore I give him my authority and power to heal, as well as what he calls the Branham gift."  "He has truly earned these gifts."  "As for you Henry, I give you the authority to use my gifts of miracles, as you need to."  "You have asked for the strength of Samson, but this gift has proven to yield pride and arrogance."  "For this reason, you can only use it when you absolutely need to."  "This way, pride and arrogance can not overtake you."  "This is only the second time I have given the strength of Samson, go use these gifts for my will, do what I have told you to do."  "Go in peace my children."  Well, that was it, but we had a bunch of questions, but first we were rejoicing.  I had cried some when Henry told me the messages.  He writes them out 90% of the time, otherwise he will forget them.  So, three hours later, we were back in the demon room, tugging on God's robe, looking for answers.  I didn't feel much better, and still felt I was under attack.  I don't recall the questions we asked, but here are the answers that we got.  "The Golden Armor will protect you from all demon attacks except from Satan's direct attacks."  "It will reduce Satan's attacks to the point of only minor damage .  "This is the spiritual armor for spiritual warfare."  "You will no longer need tongues to strengthen your warfare, because you have my authority and power to fight, with only on occasion having to fast."  "Demons will flee when you get near them."  We then asked another question, it was about the speaking in tongues and what it should be used for.  The answer we were given was that we were to use it for prayer.  Another question was then asked.  "Why does Deano still feel attacked?"  The answer was that his mind would clear up soon, cause what he thought was attacks was just the residual effects from the mass of attacks he has had.  We were excited, but little did we know the rules had changed and Satan had new tactics.  May 31, 2004,  Henry and I could detect no demons on anybody in any place.  So we sought the Lord, asking him where all the demons were in the prison..  He said to us that when Deano used the power and authority to command them to leave, they fled.  (I had been telling and commanding every demon in the prison to leave in Jesus' name, from the compound for months.)  Now, with Jesus' authority, it happened, and I guess we just didn't understand yet what exactly was going on with our new gifts.  Also, for months, we had been fasting, taking turns.  It started out with about a dozen or so of us, but the last month or so, it was just Thomas, Henry and I kept it going around the clock.  We then asked more questions.  "What about the revival?"  The answer was this: "The pouring out of my spirit was not for revival, but for the giving of my gifts to show people I exist, and that I am here to help them overcome their sins for eternal life."  Another question we asked was what is the other class of warrior demons?  "One class is to guard satan personally, the other is to do his will."  When Satan leaves his realm, he takes his personal demon guard with him, to protect him from (Gods) angels.  Earlier in the day, we prayed over Thomas's eyes, cause he had bad eyesight, but Henry's eyes were healed instead, instantly!  Henry was standing ten feet away and was healed of bad long distance sight.  We asked the Lord why Henry was healed instead of Thomas, and the Lord told us that it was tomases doubt.that henry believed in Gods power so God healed him .instead June 2, 2004,  Satan himself is here attacking us.  For me, it is the same stuff.  Head, neck, back, arms, etc, but it feels lighter.  Henry then got a message that some miracles as well as healings will take longer to manifest and some will be instantly manifested.  We also got a message that my ear would be healed over a short period of time.  Another message that we got was about the Branham gift, that it was not to be used to tell others of future events or Bible interpretation.  That is how Branham got led astray, because the devil was able to get in and tell him things, because the gift was not for these two things.  The Lord also said that eleven other people in the world had receivedthis gift. .  Another message that we got was that the reason Satan can interfere with messages is because the messages we will be sending you is coming through your spirit.  Satan can interfere with these.  Because of this, as your faith grows, Satan has a harder time with interfering.  The Lord told Henry and I to watch out for this later.  The Lord also said that as long as the message came with "Jesus came in the Flesh", we would only have to be worried about the proper interpretation of the message.  Also, Satan can change a word in the sentence, but he must have a lot of power to do this, and it is when the person getting he message is not completely focused and prayed up.  Also on this day, the Lord said that the correct name for my Branham gift is the gift of knowledge of things seen and unseen.  June 3, 2004,  Now, I'm not adding in all that is going on, or all the messages, or all the people we prayed over.  The different things that we did write about these subjects are for you to understand and learn how Satan works, and how you can fight him in your life.  He doesn't fight everyone the same.  It depends on you.  Are you just kicking the demons out, or are you trying to help deliver others, or did you fall away from God, and you're trying to get back?  Either way, you will have to fight to take back every inch Satan and his hoard have taken from you.  Also, every ministry, every person involved, every lay person, and every person will be or is attacked, whether it be directly or indirectly.  For some, it is to keep them asleep spiritually, to keep them from praying or reaching out to help others.  It may even be spiritual blindness to keep them from seeing what is really going on around them.  Satan's tactics seem to go on and on.  Henry got another message today, "Deano, Satan is doing everything to distract you from your goals, stay prayed up and focused."  "God will help you stay focused."  "Your doubt is not the factor for your pain that is being afflicted upon you by Satan."  "Your new gifts and my authority I have bestowed on both of you is indeed a whole new level."  "Satan's tactics have changed accordingly, do not worry, for he cannot keep attacking you for much longer, he has far bigger business to take care of, and his attention will be on that."  "Henry, Satan is also trying to distract you as well."  "You must fight against the curse he has planted within you."  "You must also stay prayed up and focused."  (Satan had planted a curse in each of us, and we couldn't get rid of it.)  On occasion, you will not be able to cast out certain types of spirits without fasting and praying.  You know the types I am talking about, the Warrior Demons.  You can also fast and pray to strengthen your spirit.  Now, let me clear this up, Henry and I a few days back, were praying and rebuking Satan himself.  It does very little.  He backs off and comes right back.  The Lord said his power is such that the best we can do is push him back a bit.  Suddenly, I began to feel some doubt about some healings.  Henry had prayed over me, my spirit filled with doubt.  I dreaded getting out of prison.  Henry was attacked many ways as well.  The Lord said we wouldn't understand how, but the curse was something programmed into us, and we would just have to fight against it to get the victory.  Also, the curse exaggerates every negative thought and emotion and sinful desire, as well as hinder our strengths.  Satan had put this curse in us, the way to beat it is to resist all sin and negativity.  June 4, 2004,  Henry got a message that Satan wanted to meet with Henry and I, and if we didn't agree to it, He was going to destroy Rick, Thomas, and several others that he has planted within the seed of death.  And I will add that both of those men looked as if they were under extreme attack.  Later, Thomas told me it almost felt as if he were dying.  We never told them what had happened, as they wouldn't have believed us anyway Thomas was well separated from us and on his own again, but for two or three days, I had seen him rebuking Satan endlessly, day and night with no avail.  With his physical energy drained, Henry and I and others tried to talk to him, but we got ignored, and he would just go on rebuking.  So, the King of Evil wanted a sit down with Henry and I.  We speculated for days, and imitated how it would play out.  "Look", I'd say, playin Satan, "I'll give you all the women you want, along with gold, money and drugs as long as you serve me."  Then, as if Satan was talking to himself, I'd say, "Then , I'll have your soul in hell a few years from now."  "Ha, ha, ha." it was how we delt with the stress i guess  most christians would think it crazy to meet with satan but we were not afraid  to do this we had the Lord and we didnt care what he had to say I wanted the pleasure of telling him no to his face , ok it was kind of scary  but I wanted to keep my friends safe and see who was  attacking us and perhaps learn more about him to ruin his world , would he appear as a giant monster? a man ? a 2 foot tall kid like creature to set us at ease? or some golden haired Goddess to seduce us?  i was anxious to get it over with  June 5, 2004,  Henry got more messages today.  One was that Satan is using deception against Henry because he is easy to deceive.  The other was about me.  Satan was using pain and doubt on Deano because of his faith.  Pain distracts him and doubt is a direct attack against his faith.  Another message we got was this:  "Henry, because of your very powerful imagination and your open mind, these things are easily manipulated by Satan."  "Don't lose these characteristics, just pray more."  It is because of these qualities in you that I can communicate so well."  Then, we asked a question.  We asked the Lord what would happen if we asked a question outside of our gifts limitations.  We wanted to know if Satan could then trick us then by saying, "Jesus came in the flesh."  He answered and said that no demon or Satan could say that phrase. June 8, 2004,  I have run into the devil's presence.  He backs away, but the curse and harassment continue.  Henry got a message that Satan could not read your mind as long as the golden armor was present.  We then asked the Lord if Satan could kill the other eleven people who possess the Branham gift.  His answer was that yes, it can happen, but God wouldn't allow it.  We then asked what would happen to the other eleven now that Henry had cast the demons on off of them.  The answer was that their gifts will now manifest into powerful testimonies of the father's love for his children.  Satan will always be doing everything he can to destroy this.  Henry had a vision of the eleven that have been blessed with the Branham gift.  Here it is.  (Henry)  While I was praying, I was in deep meditation.  A vision of a young woman in her twenties was kneeling at the foot of a large crucifix, in an old ragged out church.  She was crying in deep despair at what was happening to her.  God was revealing to me that she was being attacked by a demon, but she didn't know what was going on.  God told me that she was one of the three people in the United States who had received the gift of knowledge of things seen and unseen.  (What we call the Branham gift.)  Two of the three people that received this gift in the United States were women.  This woman was thin, pale, and had short, reddish brown hair.  She had on dirty blue jeans with a dirty light brown short sleeve blouse.  She was wearing a watch with a black band.  The demons were attacking her because of the gift she had received from God.  Just watching her cry, made me want to cry.  The vision then faded away.  This made me realize that the rest of the people that had received the gift were probably under attack also, twelve in all.  I then used the power and authority that Jesus had bestowed upon me to cast out demons, to cast out the demons that were attacking eleven of the twelve that had received this gift.  (Deano was a different matter.)  After this happened, I asked Jesus if it worked.  I then was back in the same vision, looking at the same woman, but this time, she was looking all around herself with her hands raised in the air.  She had a puzzled look on her face, and she was smiling.  God then told me that all of the eleven were demon free.  I was honored to help these people with Gods authority.  June 8, 2004,  Other messages we got that day.  One was that the power and authority for you to heal and create miracles is only as strong as your faith is.  Sometimes faith is stronger than at other times.  A small amount of doubt can keep lots of faith from manifesting the results.  Both yourself and whoever you are trying to create a miracle for or heal can have faith, but if either of you doubt, no matter how little, that can be the difference between nothing happening, and full blown instant results. There will be few miraculous healings because of Satan and his evil rule, and this creates doubt in people.  Satan is deceiving people into believing there is only material possessions to live for.  But there will be despite this, people just don't care about anything else but sex, drugs, money and all other pleasures, and wants of the flesh.  I give you these gifts to help all people and to glorify my love for them.  Just use the gifts and help as many as you can.  This is all you can do, and the rest will take care of itself.  Also, this day, you only need to fast and pray for removal of the warrior demons.  Fasting won't help you in your fight against Satan himself.  Oh, great, we can't do nothing against the father of lies, but I wasn't about to give up.  Hey, I'm not giving up, if there is something to be had, I'll dwell on it as long as it takes to come up with an answer on how to get it.  My fasting question left me stumped for a moment. June 9, 2004,  Well, today, I ran into Satan up in the boot room.  I thought he was going to appear.  His power is tormenting and draining, but he moved away.  Also, Satan was attacking me with thoughts, telling me that I was Judas of the twelve and that I should betray Jesus.  I fought that one off, I was almost laughing, but he was trying hard, and was putting feelings of betrayal in me.  Henry and I had lots of questions today, and we got lots of answers.  We asked what the silver armor did, and the answer we got was that it has the same strength and power as the Gold, but the difference is that the silver is for those who only have one gift, and the Gold is for those who have more than one gift.  Both will be doing battle against Satan and his demons.  The Gold will be doing direct warfare against Evil.  The silver will be will be fighting evil by performing healings and preaching my scriptures to prove my love for all.  We then asked how many people possess the gold and silver armors, and our answer was, "Many, though there is more silver than gold."  Another question.  "How many people before the twelve has had the Branham gift?"  "There were three, and two of them were destroyed by Satan in accidents, and the other was led completely astray by Satan."  The Lord also told us that Branham was led astray by Satan, but not completely.  We believe Satan was allowed to destroy him, cause he went way outside his gifts and limits and it opened the door for Satan to be able to do this.  He died in a car accident, .a drunk driver hit him .  We then asked God if Satan was attacking the others, and he said, "Just a few of them, cause he is concentrating most of his attacks on you and Henry."  "Because the two of you are of the twenty four, the other few that he is attacking is also of the twenty four."  "If he can stop the two of you, he can keep the twenty four from forming."  It is the two of you that are going to be forming the twenty four."  Some other things God told us was that Satan cannot attack you physically while you sleep.  He also told us that Satan can give us dreams though, while you sleep.  We then asked God if the seeds of death had been removed from Rick, Thomas, and the others.  The answer was that the seeds had been removed.  Another question was us wondering when Satan was going to meet us.  Apparently, that is up to Satan, when he wishes.     June 14, 2004,  We asked some more questions of the Lord today.  "What about the Tesla Coil rapidly pulsed, will that chase away Satan as it does his demons?"  The answer was that Satan could walk through the field, but it was uncomfortable to do so.  Strike!  Hey, I'm still trying to figure out a way to get him off of my tail.  Also, today, Henry is sick, and the Lord told him that it was from fasting, and that he needs to eat less at a time, and to stay away from spicy foods.  Also, the curse is what is drawing Henry away from church, everything is exaggerated in his head.  He has become indifferent, and wants to walk around the track all night after work.  Satan is playing games.  I walked into the room, and Rick's radio switched automatically to AM 666 by itself.  The radio only has 600, 610, 620, etc.  The dial doesn't have a 666.  being electrical  dial  it was freaky .June 15, 2004,  My bunkies life long damaged shoulder is completely healed overnight, praise God!  donnie  i had prayed over him the night before3  glory to God . Rick has fallen into horrible despair.  I told him yesterday the 666 message could be Satan telling him that he was comingafter him, as I've seen variations of this before.  Hang on Rick, ride it out, God will give you the victory!  Henry got a message from God, for Rick.  "Satan is attacking you, you will be OK in several days."  (Rick has the silver armor.)  The Better Way to Live Ministry came into the prison today.  It is a crusade that lasts five days.  Henry got a message from God that Satan wanted to meet us today, and that he couldn't because of all the power that was surrounding us.  We assumed it was all the crusade people here that brought God's power, and the angels, etc.  I had still been trying to figure out a way to beat Satan, when it came to me.  God said that Satan always takes his guardian demons to protect him from the Angels, as the Angels are always fighting them to get to Satan.  So, I was fasting and told Henry my plan.  God then gave Henry a message that my plan would wreak havoc on Satan.  Later, after I had gone twenty four hours for fasting, I bound all of Satans guardian demons.  I went and told Henry that I felt no relief.  It had been eight minutes, so I then thought that maybe quick, Satan had gotten his other warrior demons to take their place.  I then started binding all of Satan's warrior demons, as far as they could be bound away from myself and Henry, the whole prison, etc.  Immediately, I felt the attack lift off of me.  Glory to God!  Later, eating with Henry, after count, Henry got a word from Satan that he was going to make us pay for what we did.   "Deano, sure satan  tell your story walking."  Henry became tired and at church could not feel God's spirit, nor get a word.  I prayed, and asked God to remove whatever was bothering Henry.  I slowly felt the blackness leaving him, from his head, and unraveling down to his feet.  It took about five or more minutes, and Henry started getting words.  One of the words he got was that Satan had no desire to speak to us, but he would be back, but not anytime soon.  Also, we got a word that there would be no more armor given.  Also, Satan will always be attacking you until the time you r dead  or quit doing my will .  We also found out that Satan can attack us from his realm, but it was brought to our attention that his attacks are very weak and short in duration from there.  We then got a word of knowledge that it would take a while for the affects of Satan's damage to be healed on Deano.  We asked about Thomas, and if he was called to be one of the twenty four, or not.  The answer was that Thomas has chosen to not be one of the twenty four and he has also lost the golden armor.  He has lost it, and cannot get it back, because there is no more armor to be given out.  He still has his other gifts, but will now have more problems in his ministry9 later we believed this message was from satan ).  Here is another answer to a question we asked.  It was that nobody had the Gold and Silver armor before the day of Pentecost 2004.  The other gifts have been given before this.  There then were more messages from God today.  One was that we shouldn't underestimate Satan.  He hasn't been around all this time by being stupid.  Also, we found out that Satan planted a curse in Henry when he tried to contact you before Deano prayed.  Satan talked to Henry when he was in food service.  Another message the Lord gave us that day was that only Gods power can break the curses of Satan.  Another word from God we got today was, "You and Deano ask for me to break Satans curses when they are put on you."  "You will know the curses by the fact that you will not be able to stop them from what they are doing."  "It will happen to both of you again." belief is stronger than doubt.June 23, 2004,  one of the men from the Better Way to Live Ministries told me he has had pain in his side, but everytime he comes into the prison, it leaves, but when he walk outside the prison, it comes back.  Later Henry got a message that it was a Warrior demon trying to keep him from doing Gods work.  Later we fasted and bound it from over him and the Lord told us that it weakened the spirit, and that he would feel less pain and less frequent attacks.  We couldn't settle for that, so we finished him off a week later.  The man was back in Tennessee, but that didn't matter, God's power can reach out anywhere.  The Lord did say there is limits of to areas and numbers of people that can be delivered over a large amount of distance.  Also, one day, Henry saw a demon on a man, and asked the Lord how he got there.  The answer he got was that Satan gave him his power to get in, and that his name was Mystery.  He was the only one there at that time.  We fasted and bound Mystery, and he was gone.  But we were always watching, Satan knows all the tricks.  Another message we got today was that when the twelve apostles started out on the day of Pentecost, he didn't know how to fight them.  Now, he has come up with some new tricks, the curses.  The darkness in Henry, the doubt in me, and also, Henry's indifference.  Perhaps the Paul's thorn in the flesh was one of Satan's new tricks, and Peter's shame to eat with the Gentiles was a new seed from Satan.  Who knows.  June 26, 2004,  I felt evil in the broom closet at the church.  We then questioned the Lord, wondering what it was.  The answer was that there was a doorway one of Satan's demons is opening up.  Command all doorways to be closed in the name of Jesus, within the compound.  And they will stay closed for as long as when you command the demons to leave.  (Just over 2 weeks.)  Oh, that devil, he's got doorways, what are they?  The Lord then told us that we wouldn't understand the concepts of time and space  so I guess that is that.  June 29, 2004  We asked the Lord today if the Gold and Silver armor chase away warrior demons out of people even if we haven't fasted.  He told us that yes, that can happen, as long as we are very close to that person for one minute, then the armor will be able to do this.  We then asked what was wrong with Mike Wankies wife.  The Lord told us that she had a natural ailment, that was enhanced by demons.  We then asked about Donnie's dad.  The Lord answered and said that it was demonic forces causing his prostrate problem.  We were then told to have Donnie intercede for his dad, and for Henry and I to use our gifts.  Donnie then sat in the chair, and hands were laid on him, and the demons were bound and cast out, as for his daughter also.  A warrior demon was sent by Satan to attack her shoulder.  Henry got a word that she is being attacked because Satan is mad that Donnie's shoulder got healed.  Satan had tried to get Donnie to lose his healing, but failed.  I had also bound the demons off of Mike Warnke's wife.  I had heard him on the radio talking about her.  I had asked Henry about it, and he prayed and got a word from the Lord about the sickness and demons.  I had read Mikes book, "The Satan Seller," years ago, and it had blessed me.  I suppose Satan knows he has but a short time, like me, in here.July 25, 2004,  Ten more days till I'm outta here.  Then I'm off to the half way house in Iowa, so I can get a job and work, until I cross over into full time ministry!  Oh, let it be soon Lord!  One bummer is that the Lord told us that took Branham 6 years to start working with his gift, and he had this gift since birth.  He was sixteen when things began to come through for him.  I wanted mine to work better and faster, and made this known to the Lord.  The Lord told us that nine of the eleven that have the Branham gift, don't know that they have a gift at all.  And the other two know that something is going on, they just don't know what.  And me, I've gotten one word messages that I will have to focus. ( those messages turned out to be satan)   My mind wonders, and that is my next goal, is to train the brain.  The Lord says for me to clear my mind, and not to expect anything, to just let it come in. ( this also turned out to be satan) I had a few more questions for the Lord, like the difference between a curse on someone, and a curse Satan placed in us.  Henry got a word that a demon curse is a demon that makes the curse happen and work.  The demon then stays with the person who is cursed.  Satan's curse is a spiritual energy that is planted in someone and uses the negative energy of that person by multiplying it to make them more miserable, more upset, more hateful, etc.  Question for the Lord:  "Can a Christian without the authority to cast demons with a word close spiritual doorways?"  Then answer to that was, "No."  "How long of fasting and prayer would it take for a Christian without the authority gift to cast out a Warrior demon?"  The Lord told us four days or more.  Now remember, each time you cast a demon off, your ability to do so gets stronger.  At least ours did.  and 2 people can cast a demon way way faster than one  many times quicker .August 4, 2004,  Henry and I said our goodbyes, he has another fifteen months to go.  We made a good team.  I wouldn't have made it through and been delivered without him.  I'm sure he would say the same about himself, referring to me.  God was merciful to both of us.  I hope no one else has to go through what we did.  The attacks would've destroyed me had I not had Henry's messages from the Lord to give me hope and insight into what was happening to us.  As I road the bus from Duluth, MN. to Iowa, we had a stop for over two hours, and I met a lady who said the Salvation prayer.  I hope she sticks with it.  I know Satan was watching.  He gave me a few head shots, I could feel of his displeasure.  I saw people, the world had changed in the last eighty eight months that I had been locked away.  Young girls of adult age with tattoos all over their bodies, men with up to three earrings in one ear.  Their tongues and sides of their eyes and noses pierced.  My, how the culture has changed.  The Lord did say through Henry that we were in the worst generation.  Worse than before the flood, and even worse than Sodom and Gomorrah.  Now, I'm not saying any of those people with piercings and tattoos were bad people, I was in culture shock.  I was like a dinosaur coming into a new generation. waking from some rip vanwinkel slumber and the world had changed around me , God has a plan, I must fulfill it, I must carry out his will.  It burns inside me sometimes.  I'm ready to go to war full time.  I'm ready to help those who are bound by Satan's hoards.  If you need help, look up Henry or I .  Someday we will work together again.  The Gold and Silver armored ones are out there, some are out of prison, and there will be many more to follow.  All of them will need help to adjust and to make new Christian friends.  The silver armored ones I knew some were strong in the Lord, and others not so strong.  They all need help, the next visitor at your church could be one armed with the Gold or Silver.  Satan wants to destroy them all.  Like rust, he never stops.  They all need support to stay focused on their calling.  Once discouragement takes over, it is easy to slide back into your old ways, and the old druggie friends seem to pop up out of nowhere.  At just the right time, also.  Satan's timing is well planned.  I fell for this before, and it won't be as easy to get me this time, but he is trying.  The curse Satan planted in me has gotten weaker, and it has passed through many stages.  Doubt, insecurity, fear of not being released from prison, impatience, stress of finding a decent job, etc. all natural things but greatly exaggerated   But, I have found out that Satan isn't so God like.  He has taken advantage of our lack of knowledge, and our flesh.  The negative energy that was multiplying in Henry and I, (the curse) the Lord said it could be neutralized with a frequency generator. ( figured this was  a bad message  i got out and used a frequency generator and behold it works ! Just run it through all the frequencies, of course.  We asked the Lord about it first, and he then told us. (but why the lord did  not remove it himself i dont kno  ,i guess the same goes for divine healing and doctors when things go well with a doctor we say god worked threw the doc  I've got to peak behind the curtain, (only a glimpse), but enough to know the Big Bad Wizard is just using advanced technology to deceiveus.  I should've known this before, but before I looked at it like God would grant Satan power to do this or that, now I see that it is only God giving Satan permission.or allowing certain control   Satan has his own dirty bag of tricks.  His power comes from evil, negative energy, and we are his power supply.  We feed him with our hatred, negative thoughts, emotions, and pain.  Satan cannot use any good or positive.  Only a deception and appearance of it.  If I went into a South American rain forest, and found a group of isolated people, I could trick them into thinking I was a  God or of having God like powers .  Satan has done this, and it is time to wake up.  There is only one God, and his power is absolute and everything else is just techno tricks.  UFO's are techno tricks.  How many people have been tricked into believing there is intelligent life on other planets?  Those aliens are just demons wearing different bodies they have made in their shops of horrors.  Human bodies, little gray bodies, reptilian bodies, and on and on.  Six years ago in Pekin, I saw a demon.  He had a belt on that was full of gadgets.  He also had things on his head.  I always wondered about that one, and now I know about techno tricks.  I've seen many demons with my eyes, but this one alone had the gadgets in plain view.  Perhaps it was a slip up on his part, but anyway, now I know.  For those of you who are helping yourselves or others get delivered, remember it takes sometimes days of fasting to cast out a warrior demon.  Sometimes they just leave not wanting to fight  All others  can be cast out without fasting.  It could take hours, so be prepared.  And often, they like to come back.when 2 or more people are attacking a demon it leaves so much faster in a church setting where Gods power is there , the demons seem to leave quickly no matter whos doing the rebuking .  Clean out that house, (spiritually speaking) and fill it with Jesus.  Put the mark of the trinity on the forehead of the person you are praying for, do this with blessed oil.  if your a oneness believer just skip that part God loves you and you have the power if Jesus is in you  Plead the blood of Jesus over the person you are praying for, and over yourself.  You should actually do this before anointing the prayer with oil.  Then start binding the demons in Jesus' name.  Then tell the demons they have the mark of God on them, or tell them you are putting the mark of God on them.  Say it either way, then keep binding them up.  We always laid hands on the person we were praying over.  It was the only way to detect the spirits and their leaving.  But, it is not necessary to lay on hands, and it is a real easy way to pick up spirits this way.  They will come right over to you, so it is just best to hang back and pray over the people.if your not up to fighting demons   Me, I'm daring, and charged in hands first, and many times, the demons jumped on Henry and I.  Also, our goal was to help the next guy.   Henry and I had each others backs and we were able to deliver ourselves and each other after we were done praying for a person, if any spirits did jump on us.  We just didn't care, it was part of the fight.  Also, the demons jumping on us made us know that what we were fighting was real.  Yes, I had fear many times, but I get pumped up by fear, and didn't let it control or stop me.  The war is real, but Satan does his work silently, and that is how he has crept into churches.  He takes his time, and slowly manipulates the people.  He never gives up, and will always look for ways to creep into your life, and your church. August 31, 2004,  Coming to Fort Des Moines Halfway House was like a jailhouse reunion.  My brother just got out of prison also, several cousins of mine are here, along with some old aquaintances.and others i did time with from years gone by reaching back into the 80s .  My whole family seems cursed, but some have turned to the Lord. (usually on their death bed ,better late then never ) I'm believing for great things.  Finding a job has been stressful, I've been locked up twice, a total of twelve years and I'm forty years old, and have only worked about 3 years of my life.  That is including my teenage years.  I'm a good worker, but drugs always got in the way.  It is hard adjusting, but I'll make it.  Satan is hindering everything and the curse is always exaggerating things.  Enough of me, do you have questions?  You can look me up.  I know there are alot of things that are hard to understand in this story, and I'm no writer, I just tell it how I saw and heard it.  Also, the way Henry heard his messages is the way he wrote them.  Sometimes he had to shorten them up so he could get them written down quickly enough so he wouldn't forget them.  None of this story is meant to change God's word.  So if you find something in here that you think goes against God's word, please let me know and I will try to straighten it out for you.  Like Paul's writings, some people twist things out of context, or the meaning is obscured, or the meaning is understood wrong .  I'm sure that will be the case with this story. im not saying my story is equal to the bible  either   this is just our  story   some of these messages henry got r surley from satan i take what works an lay the rest aside  we r in a war .  Do the right thing and don't just write the whole book off.  May God bless all who read this.  Know your enemy people.  All Glory, Honor, and Praise and Worship to the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.  November 30,2004, Got a line from Henry and he got a few messages from the Lord.  One question he asked was about my family and why all the messages he got about my family and I were all wrong.  The answer he got was that the questions he had asked were not spiritual.  God had told him that when he asks a question that isn't spiritual, it leaves a doorway for Satan to get in and answer.  We were told that Satan is the master of the flesh and that he knows how to lie and make it look the way you want things to.  We were also told that Satan wanted me to lose my faith in Henry, and what Henry and I had been chosen for.  Henry then asked another question about Satan and why he could say that Jesus came in the flesh, when we were told that he couldn't?  The answer was that Satan as well as his Demon hoard couldn't say this.  He never told you this.  Satan is the great deceiver of all mankind and he deceived you into saying it for him.  He made you think it was said.  Henry then asked another question.  "Are you telling me that if I ask a question that isn't spiritual or Biblical that Satan can answer it and make me think it is you?"  The answer was, "Yes, he has done this many times."  Henry then asks, "So everything I was told about all the questions that I asked that weren't spiritual in nature, all of the answers were lies, right?"  Answer:  Yes  ,  well what about this book deano is writing ?"You and Deano both know in your hearts that you must publish the book."  It will be a great blow to Satan's plans."  "Both of you know how hard he has tried to keep it from being published."  The next question Henry asked was if there was anything else we needed to know.  The answer was that we should  help others and to tell Deano to use his gifts and to not worry about what others think of him, cause he will be accepted for who he is.  We were also told that by using the gifts that we would be brining glory to God.  I then had to tell the Lord I was sorry cause I had prodded Henry into asking non  spiritual personal questions about my personal life, money, job, exwife, etc, etc.  Sorry Henry.  The book has been a challenge to try to get someone to type.  Something always gets in the way, but I'll get the victory soon.  God always wins the war.  Battles are lost along the way, but it is who wins in the end that counts.  God bless all.Deano   Up date its now 2008  im in the part time ministry  on the internet with henry he lives in cali with his lovely wife liz  ,  im  married  .My wife carolyn works in the ministry with me she is my right hand  getting message from the lord as needed to help the people who email or call us for deliverance and other help ,  God bless 
  ps dont take what happened to us( the words of knowledge)   as perfect  we got many bad words as satan seeks to destroy the people with gifts and call  to be honest i'm not sure what all i believe in all this I only know what happened to me   the bible is what counts  extra bible messages r ok just dont stake your soul on them , however nearly 99 percent of the messages my wife gets for those seeking deliverance seem to always hit the head on the nail things like how many demons the person has  if the person has an open door and even many times the reason  .  God all glory and God all bless