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So the temperature in my office drops sharply while I’m busy packing and cleaning up.

I closed my eyes and panned my head around the room trying to pick up on any astral presences.



Whatever was in the room with me seemed to be emanating from that stairwell. This really creeped me out so I decided to do a banishing ritual. The last thing I needed was to have my mind messed with right before the flight.



Another curious detail was the vibe…it was like the smell of rotting flesh but on an emotional level; that’s the best analogy I can come up with.



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http://www.bloodritualmonarch.com/index.php/blog1/183-poltergeist-flight-to-the-southern-hemisphere-conclusion

Is Blood Ritual Monarch possessed? Look into his eyes and judge for yourself…



In part 1 BRM discusses the influence of his mother on his early childhood and the impact it had on the rest of his adolescent years.



http://www.bloodritualmonarch.com/index.php/videos1/video/latest/brm-interview-part1

My blood-letter was covered in dragonfly jewelry; everywhere! Earrings, necklaces, pendants, finger rings, broaches; you name it….



She manhandled my right forearm, vectored in on a protruding vein, and harpooned it like Captain Ahab’s feral daughter. I just gave up and played blood puppet for the Dragonfly Queen.



I felt the distinct sensation of astral forces infiltrating my emotional body. In a split second I was depressed and heartbroken which made absolutely no sense.



She was some sort of a hybrid insectoid being and her erotic energy was overwhelming.



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http://www.bloodritualmonarch.com/index.php/blog1/182-sex-blood-the-never-ending-story-flight-to-the-southern-hemisphere-part-8

This test would cover everything, including sexually transmitted diseases (STD’s). If you recall, I was a bit reckless with my sexual encounters and was understandably concerned.



Years earlier, the main buildings of the old and infamous Danvers State Mental Hospital were razed to make way for the new clinic where my blood tests took place.



Upon awakening, I remembered bits and pieces of growling, crying, and guzzling wine. I was on a mission to drain the pus from my soul once and for all.



After the demon conjuring experiments a psychic sheath of sorts was peeled away. I’ve been able to feel spirits land on me ever since.



Well, let me tell you, she man-handled my arm and did a hack-job on my vein.



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http://www.bloodritualmonarch.com/index.php/blog1/181-blood-liver-and-danvers-state-mental-hospital-flight-to-the-southern-hemisphere-part-7

That dish fragment was rusted and severely gnarled to the point where even the gentlest handling of it would result in torn flesh. It had been safely wrapped up and hidden in a file cabinet across from my desk. I had zero memory of taking it out; no recollection whatsoever.



There was also blood and semen on my penis so I checked there too… naked from the waist down meant that I was blackout masturbating. I had done this before in the demon conjuring apartment with an Ouija board.



I’ll describe my visits to the doctor as well as the multiple blood tests which took place on the grounds of the old (and infamous) Danvers State Mental Hospital.



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http://bloodritualmonarch.blogspot.co.nz/2013/09/blood-on-my-hands-flight-to-southern.html

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