Photography by Stony River/AU

Photography by Stony River/AU

In truth, for all of the GOP’s religious posturing, they do not believe the Word of God. Their politics and policies are the antithesis of Christian doctrine. Since when have the Catholics been the sole driving force of God’s wisdom and the depository of knowledge? A very limited theological understanding is on display from alleged “Catholics” in the Congress, Senate, Fox news and Right wing talk shows. It is an abomination to despise the poor, afflicted, sick, elderly and the least among us. It shows an flagrant lack of charity. The apostle Paul states that the greatest virtue is charity. “Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not charity, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal.” Ist Corintihians 13:1   “For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten Son…”  This is because God is love.

What is on display is “another gospel” being preached. It has no value or virtue. It is devoid of power. It shall not be allowed to prevail. “Be not deceived; God is not mocked: for whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap.” Galatians 6:7 The sowing of fraud in the name of God shall not go unpunished. Do these deceivers think that God is sleeping?  “Behold He that keepeth Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep” Psalm 121:4  The very thing to which the GOP have committed themselves will turn upon them and devour them. 

Their money shall not buy them the White House, for their purpose is power for the sake of power and not for the good of the people they claim to represent. They do not offer a vision of justice or unity. The have no vision.  “Because thou sayest, I am rich, and increased in goods, and have need of nothing; and knowest not that thou art wretched, and miserable, and poor and blind and naked:…” Revelations 3:17  Misrepresenting God is an offense for the which judgement must be administered.   Do not be angry or dismissive of the true Word of God you claim your policies are based upon.  Obey the Word of God and turn from the propagation of a false gospel or stop hiding behind God while you violate His Word. The choice and the judgement that follows is yours.

 Alice Parris



Faux-photography from Anna Donovan-poet

 I was born a “Sensitive.” This means that I have always been able to gather information that exists in spiritual realms. There are many forms of “knowing.” I will just call it PSI. Because I had such a strong degree of extra-sensory perception, I was recruited by the forces of darkness to be trained as a fortune-teller. This “recruitment” was something as simple as a “reader” telling my mother that I was born to be in the occult. She bought me a deck of  Tarot cards and told me that she would never spend another dime on “readers,” that I was going to read the cards for her. I started out studying astrology. This is the gateway to the occult, in the same way that “pot” is the gateway for other more destructive drug usages.

I got a crash-course in the secrets of darkness, the moment I desired it. It seems as if all of the secrets of darkness from antiquity were downloaded into my consciousness. I “knew” about ancient civilizations, their forms of prognostications, their occultic rituals, their gods. I knew about things as far flung as “The Book of the Dead” in Egypt, to the witch queens of New Orleans and Jamaica. I knew about the persecutions of witches during the period of the “great purge.” I knew about what lies in the dark, as well as who rules in the darkness.

I used to enjoy Halloween, before I understood that it is a holiday for Satan just as Christmas is a holiday for Christ. I hate Satan’s holiday.  It is a day where satanists & wiccans alike become more powerful due to the amassing of spirits who come to do their bidding. There is a great assembly of  demons dispatched to make Halloween special for serious practitioners and thrill seekers alike. What you don’t see are the spells cast, the curses uttered, and the sacrifices performed in the name of their god. It is a dark, grizzly mess. It is on Halloween where spirits are free to roam; to torment, hinder and harrass human beings who are not protected by God. The only way to become innoculated from forces of darkness and to gain the power to overcome them when attacked, is to know Jesus Christ, and know that He and He alone  is the name which will repel them. I learned this the hard way. I have never looked back.

I am a defector of darkness. There is a great spiritual bounty upon my head. I knew the secrets of darkness and turned to the “glorious light.” For ten years after I became a Christian, I wandered in the wilderness. Over a period of fourteen years, I had accumulated a slew of demons who would do my bidding, should I require it. It took ten years for the Lord to undo the “unclean” mess which was Alice. During this wilderness time, I moved to one of the UFO capitals of the world; Arizona. It was there that I backslid into the New Age, which is basically the old occult, repackaged in holograms and crystals. Satan kept trying to get me back, to get me to use my telepathy/clairvoyance/clairaudience for him. He tried continuously to deceive me during this ten years of wilderness. There are others who think that they can call Jesus their Saviour and if their prayers are not answered quickly enough, they dabble in darkness.  They will seek out practitioners of the occult to try and effect the change they want. Most of these practitioners will do whatever curses are required for money. Others consider themselves working for God, but they are deceived.

You cannot have it both ways. This is one of Satan’s greatest deceptions. You are either God’s or you are NOT!  There are many types of demons and fallen angels are the overlords of these workers of darkness. These would be the fallen angels(principalities) which would have rule over countries, very much like in the book of Daniel, where Daniel seeks the Lord and the prince of Persia withstands Gabriel (God’s messanger) Prince Michael (head of the warring angels: the one who physically kicked Lucifer (Satan) and his followers(one third of the angels of the Lord) out of Heaven during the “great revolt.”  Satan remains legalistic. Which means that he knows the Word of God better than anyone. He knows what he and his “crew” are allowed.  The trophy for him is the utter corruption of a human being, for which he doesn’t give a fig. He just wants to deprive the Father of sons and daugthers; the very thing that Christ died for.

Satan has created many prisons upon the earth for his “chattel.” Prisons of fear, addiction, lust, hatred, violence, murder, depression, suicide. The workers of darkness will choose a target. They will then need to adjust the hearing of their human target to the frequency of angels; fallen and unfallen alike. (the high pitch frequency) Once they have done this, they can talk into the head of the target. If the target listens, they proceed to the next step which would be controlling the mind of the target. Parents would see this in dark changes of behavior in their children. The target would gravitate to anything unholy, profane and unclean. The powers of darkness need to accumulate symbols or “accursed things” within the living quarters of the target, which will give them the legal right to operate. Once they control the mind of the target, they will plant ideas of corruption. By direct command they will tell the target to steal, kill and destroy whatsoever it is that will benefit the kingdom of darkness. When a target has been “possessed” by enough dis-embodied spirits, they will become “living evil.” They will no longer be the target or victim, they will be the perpetrator. They would have become a pawn in Satan’s very elaborate scheme to prolong his days and to destroy the human species: which is God’s portion.

During the end of my “wilderness period,” where I was deceived by everything from the New Age, channeling, UFO worship and angel worship, The Lord challenged me. I was on my way to a bookstore to look up some one’s astrological chart when an young, on-fire-man-of-God spoke to me while I was looking in the occult section. He said, “What are you doing here? You know what the Word of God says about this, what are you doing here?”  I was in shock and mumbled something inadequate. He said, “God told me that you believe in reincarnation, too. You know what the Word says about it. What are you doing here?”  I was freaked out! Nobody knew that I was going to this bookstore but me and God. I figured that God wasn’t going to say anything, so I went. I never imagined an encounter of this kind.  It was the fire in this young man’s eyes and his true assertions that burdened my heart. So I had a talk with God.

I said, “Lord, I have all of this occultic knowledge in my head. What am I to do with it?”  I heard Him say, “It destroys your testimony and hinders your walk.” From that day until this, I have never backslid into the occult again. The Lord asked many things of me. One of them was to give up Tarot card reading. I was good enough to teach and I was making money by word of mouth with the cards. I said, “Yes, Lord.” I gave up Tarot cards, occultic practices (used to gain advantage) and any “graven images,” forbidden books and the practicing of numerology, palmistry and telepathic mind control.  It was after this test, that He led me to a “prophetic” church where I was taught the Word and began to operate in the gifts of the Holy Spirit. God will not mix clean with unclean.  He will  not give his gifts nor authority to anyone who thinks that they can “have their cake and eat it too.” God commands absolute faithfulness in those who call him Saviour and those who evolve enough to call him their Lord.

There you have it. I know that there are many who wonder by whose authority I speak. I can feel them. I can feel anyone whose mind is on me anywhere in the world. Occultic practitioners, don’t bother to attack me. You will find it a waste of your time, and dangerous to your health. Curiosity seekers, I hope you have your answers. Christians of all persuasions, I can only tell you about my conversion. I can only speak for myself.  I operate in the prophetic. The Lord taught me how to discern between familiar spirits and the Holy Spirit speaking to me. I keep my dial tuned to the Holy Spirit at all times. This is my only safety. I could turn to any channel and know about anything going on behind closed doors. These things are not my concern. I learned and practiced ‘spiritual warfare” for twenty-one years. There is so much more that I could say, but I will simply say this, pray to be like the sons of Issacar who had knowledge of the times and season that they were in.  If you do not know the Lord, call upon Him, whereby you will be saved from the times which are coming upon the face of the earth. Pray to be counted “worthy.”   Be still; call upon the name above all  other names.

Alice Parris


Abuse is a generational curse.. The abused becomes the abuser. The abused seeks out the very same type of abuser and the cycle is repeated again and again. My mother was abused by her mother, andsurvived  a miserable marriage. When we were young she was distant, unavailable, sleeping (most likely depressed) In her later years she became the rock that all of her children could count on in times of trouble. Myself, I have been raped, pimp-beaten, and verbally abused during my earlier years. I always seemed to choose the same type of man, although on the outside they seemed to be very different. In the end, their chief objective was to control me and that by any means necessary. If I could be controlled by a beat-down, that is what I received. If I could be controlled by systematic verbal abuse, that is what I received. Now, I have found that I am a whole lot meaner than I used to be. I can be verbally and physically abusive myself, given the right set of circumstances.

I am writing this blog because my twenty-five year old daughter has been choosing the same bad man since she was eighteen. Her life has been a series of miseries. I was unable to help. She was looking for her father who died when she was only  seven. I call him the “party-pimp” He was good-looking, charasmatic, charming, unfaithful and a pimp-style beater. I spent a Christmas eve in an emergency room after having been beaten for an hour. The last of many beatings.

Anger is depression turned outwards.  Depression is anger turned inwards. My daughter has tried both approaches.  She has tried to assault her abuser, she has been curled into a ball with heart-wrenching sobs. No matter how much I wanted her to not live my life, she continued to choose the same type of man. Today I got a phone call. I was waiting for it. I knew it was coming. She had tried to get a noose and kill herself because of abuse, she had considered drinking chemicals. Tonight, she got a knife, after she had punched her abuser in the face, and there was no telling whether or not she would try to kill herself, him or both. She was a loose wire, having been verbally beaten down for years.  Because of the amount of prayer that I have spent on her behalf, she escaped her jailor. He, an ex-felon, an alcoholic, an all around loser told her how she was a panty-waste. The cruelty was unbearable. She is now staying with her brother and his family. My family is galvanized to help in whatever way we can. We are eager for her to have her own worthwhile life.

She is eligible for her father’s survivors benefits. She is unable to work, having developed a disorder where she faints from stress, or either has developed a seizure disorder. She has been referred to a neurologist. The problem is that my daughter has been diagnosed with ADD, learning disability, and more recently bipolar (as are all of my relatives with a few exceptions) She is unable to fill out the forms because she can read them and simply not understand what she has read. My beloved daughter-in-law will help her get help. There has to be someone in the Social Security department who assists people who have a problem with comprehension. Hell, there are people who are are still totally illiterate.

 I am angry, yet grateful. I am grateful that my daughter is not mortally wounded,  incarcerated or dead. She has knife wounds on her fingers. I have a great deal to say about God’s faithfulnes. This is not the time for my sermom. Right now, I can ony describe what was my mother’s life, my life and my daughter’s life. We live in a society where pregnant women are being  murdered by the  person who has vowed before God and man to love them, where college students are disappearing faster than UFO’s on radar, and where men have begun to attack females in the most bizarre ways. Are we living in a “woman-hating” society? It sure feels like it. What country have we now become? 

I have written poem entitled, THE WOMAN OF A THOUSAND CUTS. It is my story. I hope that this poem will help many abused woman make a decision to survive. To get out before it is too late. To read the handwriting on the wall. To understand the abusive personality, and to make a plan B once it has been identified. Men have become lovers of themselves. Women, keep your eyes open. It has been a long time since we have been on anyone’s pedestal. We have become prey.  Women beware!


She barely noticed, as she skipped

along as a child, the bushes of ill-will.


She, being envied, never understood…

As she passed by these bloodied-bushes,


thorns scraped her legs and a thorn

pierced her left foot. She kept on skipping,


stopping long enough to pull out

the offending thorn. Forgetfulness…


When she became a woman, she never

noticed the lustful glances.


After the rapes, she noticed a gash in

her private parts. Unmourned…


Time heals all wounds. She kept moving.


The pimp-style beating, the steely-glint

of a pointed gun, the betrayal of love,


left black & blue marks in places no one

was designed to see; within her heart.


Loving again, she found mockery to be

her daily bread. These assaults became


lacerations of the mind, not the will.


When others carried away her children,

she moaned deeply, gutturally; a wounded


animal. There was massive internal bleeding.

She kept moving. Die to self is the only truth.


When she stopped to share wisdom and light,

she met deception and darkness.


Fiery comets cauterized this bleeding.


She kept moving, though her pace slowed

with age. She has flash-backs


of a thousand cuts, looks above, seeks

comfort from life’s only love.

Alice Parris