It is easy, terribly easy to shake a man’s faith in himself. To take advantage of that and to break a man’s spirit, is the devil’s work. – George Bernard Shaw
June 6th, 6.00 pm: Day Six of the attempted exorcism of Maria Concha.
WHAT IS YOUR NAME?
Today the priest asked for the first time its name, and he asked it at least four times before it answered. It responded by screaming, shut up! Shut up! Then it uttered a barrage or the vilest obscenities, curses, blasphemies and ribald songs, all in a high falsetto and unnatural voice, then later in a loud shrill and evil voice that rented the air, and i was struck by a terrible fear that penetrated the very marrow of my bones. For hours the priest continued to pray, sprinkle holy water on her and asked for its name till it finally screamed, I am “BEELZEBUB”, I am “BAAL”, I am the “LORD OF FLIES”, I am the “PRINCE OF DEMONS”, then suddenly she freed herself from the chair with lightning speed and sprang through the air, landing high above the door of the room and clung to the wall with a tenacious grip. I and the other priest were struck with a trembling fear while Father Thomas alone kept his calm and continued to pray, then she sprang on Father Thomas and attacked him, then i and the other priest sprang into action and dragged her from his person and we tied her to the chair again,.
It‘s been six days of spiritual warfare like never before, but today I sense the end is near because she is beginning to look subdued. What my eyes have seen this last week has changed my perspective about life in general, for had I known before hand what to expect, I would have declined to participate. I was a man of science but now I am a man of religion, it is said that the Devil is proof that God exists and I have seen the Devil first hand and looked it in the eyes in this little coastal town of Port-Salut in the Sud Department of Haiti. I am a foreigner and a medical doctor and after this ends I am going straight to the nearest church, for I must seek absolution from God.
Her name is Maria and she was a sweet looking, sixteen year old that couldn’t hurt a fly, she had been so full of life until about six weeks ago when she began to experience repeated nightmares at night. In the nightmares, she heard voices sexually teasing and tempting her to do the most obscene and horrible things, she then lost her appetite for food and began to look hollow and haunted. She also suddenly developed an indefinable and unexplained rage toward religious objects and symbols, to the point that she attacked her father once when he was reciting the morning prayers. When it became too much, her parents brought her to me for medical advice, but I couldn’t find anything physically wrong with her so I referred them to a psychiatrist who in turn reported that she was normal but somewhat high-strung, and then it grew worse and developed into seizures. The seizures occurred randomly and would last for six hours intermittently, after which it would stop and she would go off into an unnatural deep slumber for another six hours again. During these seizures as many as eight people were required to hold her because despite that she was just a girl, she possessed incredible inhuman strength. Whenever she comes out of the seizures, she would complain of feeling severe heat and would ask for a large jug of drinking water. She claimed that during the seizures something always carried her down into a bottomless pit where there was intense heat, the foulest of odor and vile demons.
Her parents then visited the local parish to ask their priest for advice. The priest followed them home with bottle of holy water, blessed candles, and his bible for prayers. When they got home and the priest tried to sprinkle the holy water around her room, a force hit his hand and the holy water fell to the floor and broke, when he tried to light up the candles the flames shot up to the ceiling then melted completely, and when he prayed, it only seemed to make her matter worse. In fear he left the house and reported the case to the chancellor of the arch diocese. Who after listening to the priest, authorized the exorcism and contacted Father Thomas, a very experienced priest in exorcism for assistance.
EXORCISM & DELIVERANCE I was asked to witness the exorcism, so I came over to their place and met Father Thomas and another priest asking Maria for her permission to be exorcised, for it is believed a possessed cannot be exorcised of their demons if consent isn’t given. She agreed to the exorcism and was tied to a chair as he began to sanctify the house. He made me confess my sins and warned me not to enter into dialogue with the Maria during the exorcism, but only to give the required responses to the ritual words he spoke, then we began the exorcism and almost immediately a hair-raising scene occurred, loose items in the room crashed to the floor and the bed shook uncontrollably as strange words came forth from her mouth, supposedly Aramaic. She growled like an animal and taunted the priest by making sexual advances to him in a language that sounded like Latin, then she screamed and moaned for hours in unearthly voices that no human could reproduce. An unnatural stench filled the room, and though Maria ate little, she vomited dozens of times, urinated excessively, and discharged a rather large amount of spittle which she continually spat directly at the priests face with an uncanny accuracy. Her face became so distorted that we didn’t recognize her and she preyed on our fears, searched into our souls and uncovered any weakness we had and then used it against us, in one of the exorcisms she pointed at the other priest and said in Latin, “Of what use are you here when you lust for the flesh and will eventually be with me in hell”? And this went on for days with all three of us sustaining injuries inflicted by her physiologically, mentally and physically.
WHEN WILL YOU DEPART?
I was suddenly jarred back to the present when Father asked the demon its intent and when it will depart, it answered: “She is a means to a greater end” and I will depart after I have brought her enough pain and despair then she will kill herself, for she must die and must come to hell with me, unless, it paused and grinned evilly, you are willing to take your own life right here in place of hers, it said in a teasing and evil voice.
Father Thomas replied by yelled, “Get behind me for you shall not tempt me into taking my life and damning my soul for all eternity”.
It replied in an unearthly voice, the only unforgivable sin is blasphemy for it is said in the book of (Mark 3:28-29): “Verily I say unto you, all sins shall be forgiven unto the sons of men, and blasphemies where with so ever they shall blaspheme: But he that shall blaspheme against the Holy Ghost hath never forgiveness, but is in danger of eternal damnation”.
Father Thomas countered by saying, and the lord said “Do not be a fool why die before your time?” (Ecclesiastes 7:17b)
All this while I and the other priest stood transfixed on one spot, for the fact that the devil was quoting the bible word for word was hard for us to comprehend.
Then it let out a heart curling laugh and replied, your lord also said in the book of 1 (Corinthians 6:19-20) “Do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your own; you were bought at a price. Therefore honor God with your body”
But also remember it said, Samson committed suicide, and he asked the Lord to help him.
(Judges 16:28) Then Samson prayed to the LORD, “O Sovereign LORD, remember me. O God, please strengthen me just once more, and let me with one blow get revenge on the Philistines for my two eyes.” 29 Then Samson reached toward the two central pillars on which the temple stood. Bracing himself against them, his right hand on the one and his left hand on the other, 30 Samson said, “Let me die with the Philistines!” Then he pushed with all his might, and down came the temple on the rulers and all the people in it. Thus he killed many more when he died than while he lived
Your life for hers is a fair exchange it said, ask your God for help like Samson did, or are you so much of a coward? For you are going to fail like you failed to save that young woman several years ago when I possessed her. I will make this little girl suffer. I will twist and crush her legs before your very eyes, then kill her.
Father Thomas replied, I am not the first of them to be tempted into suicide and I shall not be the last to prevail, for King David in (Psalm 13:2-4), the prophet Jeremiah in (Jeremiah 20:14-18), and Job in (Job 7:15-16) among others, all reached low points where they despaired of their very lives. Job said in (Job 7:15-16) “So that my soul chooseth strangling, and death rather than my life. I loathe it; I would not live always: let me alone; for my days is vanity”. And that is the stand I take today for I command you in the blood of Jesus, take leave from this vessel of the lord.
She let out another blood curling scream before laughing and answering back, you will have her blood in your hands today for I shall prove to you like before that my power is greater than yours, then her face contorted till it lost all human touch, her back arched unnaturally, legs started twisting and we heard bones crack as she screamed her soul out. At this point Father Thomas was rebuking and yelling for it to stop with tears in his eyes, and when I felt I couldn’t watch the macabre events unfolding before me, her body froze at its unnatural angle and it aimed a smile at Father Thomas, then she said “Father please come and fuck me” I know you want to, then she burst out laughing and the screaming continued again till when Father Thomas could take it no longer and screamed, possess my body in exchange of her’s.
“A vessel for a vessel“, for I cant kill myself because its a mortal sin and I cant stand to see another person suffer on my own account. Her body paused in mid air and she smiled in victory, then spoke, haven’t you been warned about dealing with the devil? I have been warned he replied but I will rather suffer and hope to be exorcised by another priest than stand aside and watch you take another persons soul on my own account. It grinned evilly and replied in its unearthly voices, I am in a good mood to do well it said, and immediately her body slumped into heap of broken bones and ligament and Father Thomas’s body was all of a sudden struck by a force and he stood stuck still with his eyes closed, after about six seconds he opened his eyes, and I saw the devil in it, his face had transformed and it was filled with evil. Then Father Thomas Spoke out in that horrible skin crawling voice, how I have dreamt of this day, “She was a means to a greater end”, for it was this soul I always craved but couldn’t get, unless of course, he invited me in. Then he suddenly rushed towards the adjacent wall and seconds before impact the real Father Thomas screamed before his body was impaled by the metal protruding from the wall.
I was out of the house in a shot like the devil was at my heel. I change my mind, I am not going to the church again, I am going back to my country Nigeria this very moment for God has forsaken this country and the devil resides here unchallenged. When I touch down in Lagos, I can then lock myself up in a church, but for now I have to be faraway from this country as possible or I stand a chance of losing my last vestibule of sanity.
My Dark School Of Thoughts 
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