Dispossessed?

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Events led me away from writing this post.  Back to it.  It should be done.  The title is meant as pleasant humor pertaining to the topic.

Several days ago, it hit.  I think it had started several days to a week before that.  If I had to guess, prayers of exorcism.  One?  More like several.  A focused event, before the illness request.  I felt it solidly.  I... sometimes, often... always question what I write.  Self doubts, uncertainty about what it is I am perceiving, insurity whether to share... much, perhaps most, is not shared.

Then something like this happens.  The 'brothers' post, I believe, started the consideration.  The 'why so' post probably triggered the event(s).  Or at least created the notion of more such prayers.  Yeah, I am sure.  Literally felt 'the force' of it.  I am sure of it, and from that more certain of myself.  I do see, sense feel, such things.  And?



You can't change who I am.  Picture that bon mot.  I do, no choice, vengeance isn't mine.  Just... a messenger of it?  If even that isn't the truth.  No.

Don't worry.  The price is high.  I will pay until I don't.

The exorcism was... fantastic.  It hasn't helped health, physical health, but it sure invigorated the spirits... soul?  Oh, my.  If you would do that a few more times I will see myself back to the rosary, and give you a day of the week... the joyous mysteries?  I... think that would be... most fitting, one of them... I think there are two of those?  Pray at your leisure.  Seriously, that/those were wonderful.