Some of y'all really trying to play with fire
What you wrote here was essentially one of my first posts after joining the Coli. I said this in Higher Learning and it earned me my first neg.
Could not understand it.
Then I heard HL was not necessarily a space full of melanated folks.
All that said, I 100% agree with you.
I got the seal too.... i ate a bowl of lucky charms one morning then had the strong incling too look at myself in the mirror for a long time..... real talk that is the only time i ever did thisEvery time I meet one of these people I challenge them to use their magic kill me on the spot.
They do the ritual and then they look me in the eyes with the most frightened look and slowly start backing away.
They begin stuttering and look down at the ground. They never look at me or speak to me again.
I have a protective seal that counters everything but the strongest of magics.
The seal works kind of like birth control. It makes it seem like I'm already cursed or dead and so those spells can't work on me.
Curses and death cannot stack on top of each other. That would break demon code 12389.6.
But once my seal wears off I'm fukked. My seal cost me $249.99 for 2 year protection. But I got the hook up for $100.
Anybody need a seal let me know. There's a war going on right now between two black magic sects. Protect yourself
Reversal of the ordained order.
Men were placed as the head as ordained by God, Lucifer works against that order so he utilizes Women as the head plus women tend to be more spiritually receptive than men since we're more centered toward looking at everything logically.
Didn't the Haitians use it?Brehs help me out cuz I used to date a Haitian chick who believes in this shyt.
If this stuff is real and it's powerful, why don't Black folks around the world come together and use this shyt to rise up again? Do Whites, Asians, etc have more powerful magic that they use to become successful?
I just don't understand how people say they use this stuff on people they don't like (usually another Black person) but can't use it on White supremacists.
How do you know for sure if someone put a hex on you? I broke up with this Haitian chick and a series of bad things happened to me.I don't expect men on here to really get it..it requires a higher level of thought that taps into a spiritual nature. Women are perfect vessels for utilizing these powers as demons naturally prefer women, therefore, the most powerful practitioners have been women with some noticeable exceptions.
I don't get the thing where this is becoming chic..I have this one twenty something girl who is trying to teach me "moon magic", of course I tell her I don't need teaching and warn her of what she's doing but she's constantly playing it off as "fun". The problem is that when shyt backfires, you WON'T know unless you look for signs around you or you do something like I did where you get it back instantly. Spirits provoke the environment around you to get TO YOU..this can be you getting into a car crash, losing your job, getting sick constantly.
I don’t know anyone that practices this. The closet I’ve gotten to this, is a prayer I was given to rebuke any witchcraft, hexes, or curses on me and my family. I have to say this prayer often because I fully believe there are people that probably do put curses and spells on others. Me and my friends are all Christians.![]()
Idk. I know they fought cacs and won. Why not use it today? They need it right now.Didn't the Haitians use it?
I had a similar experience with my aunt while I was in Savannah, GA visiting. I woke up to go get something to drink and I walked past her room and this crazy ass was on the floor crying and praying with candles around her in a circle wearing this weird robe.I was visiting my aunt in Dallas a couple months ago and one night I randomly wake up at like 3 am. I don't know what woke me, but I shrug it off and get up to get a glass of water. As I'm walking down the hall, I hear my aunt in her room mumbling and it sounds like she's talking to somebody. I'm like what the hell is going on and what is she saying because it wasn't English or Amharic.
So I peek in her room to ask if she's ok...there's about 5-6 candles burning, she's on her knees, head to the floor, just straight mumbling gibberish
I didn't say anything, just crept back out, went back to my room. By morning, I had my stuff packed and told her my dad wanted me to visit my uncle while I was in town too.