My early life
I didn't think that thing will turn this way, some of you
might have seen me, but I have been in the underworld for some time. I have
there secretly. I was groomed up and taught many things some would take 10
years for someone to understand. I was born and brought up here in Nakuru. I
was born in Bondeni and lived in plot 58. I was born to Susan Wanjiru and Samuel
Mburu. I schooled at Baharini, I left school and stayed at home for some time.
I left to Kipanga way where I sold cabbages. I enrolled back to school in 1988
at Kimathi Primary school. Between 1994-1998 I stayed at Ponda-Mali where I did
all sorts of jobs, I worked as cook as a watchman etc. I got born again at 1998
but was not serious. I started going to church. Then I attended to Agape church
just across. At that time my parent had separated and my mum got married to
someone else. Similarly my father married another woman. I followed my mum. As
I sold cabbages I slept at my mom place. When I returned to school at 1988 I fellow-shipped at Agape to the year 2000, and my first term form 1 school fees
was paid by the pastor of the church. I thank him because he was a turning
point to my life. After K.C.P.E, I got 510 marks and joined Menengai highs school.
The pastor stayed with me till first term of form 1. Then during holiday on a Saturday,
I talked to the wife of the pastor explaining her why I needed to go home at my
grandma place - to get circumcised. She understood and gave consent. Thus I
went to Subukia. After the initiation, I came back to pastor’s place. I was looking for a job as I was told I had
to work to pay for school fees. I was given several options such as a gardener
of which I did not object. I started working for a member of the church. One Saturday
after church I found the pastor at home who told me that they had prayed and
they saw it good for me to go back to my people. I started wallowing in problem
since I was told to leave. I packed my belonging in a paper bag, even my wet
towel and left. I went to stay with a classmate. His name is Charles Kinyanjui
and he is now schooling in J.K.U.A.T. He helped me a lot. I started sleeping in
school classes - the school is not a boarding school- with head boy called
Siago. I suffered a lot to the point we could go to the market, get potatoes go
back to school and boil them in a tin with an electrical heater. I got help and
started living with another school mate. I however didn’t stay a lot with him
and I went back to the same problems of sleeping at school. One day the
principal called me and told me that he understood that i slept at school since
he was already informed by the head boy. He told me to go ahead and sleep
anywhere in school where would be comfortable with him but he would pay for his
school fees. My mum died when I was in form 4. I went for her burial. In the
3rd term of form four I didn’t go to school due to many problems that had piled
on me. I met the deputy head teacher one day who asked me where I lived. I
evaded the question. Someone convinced me to go back to school at least to sit
for the final exam which I did. I had already given up. After one and half or
two months I went back to school only one week to exam. I went and found the principal
at office who was very angry with me for going away from school while he was
helping me with the school fees.
I didn’t care. I was provided with the examination timetable
and I started preparing myself for the exams. I started doing the exams only to
get a certificate. The last exam was power mechanics which I missed. After doing
all the exams I gave up and saw no need to sit for that last paper. They look
all over and they did find me. I forgot about the exams and went to my grandma
place where I spent December, January and February. I had then forgotten all
about studies. I went to look for a friend who helped me when I left the
pastors house. That gentle man had helped me and sacrificed a lot for me. I
found the friend at the Catholic Church. He asked me whether I had checked the
exam results. I told him I don’t care about the exams. He told me I had passed
very well with a B. I didn’t believe him. I went to confirm with a friend
teacher called Kaburu who confirmed the same to me. I believed it. I went home
and waited until I joined Kenyatta University.
Joining the Mormon
Church.
When I joined the university, the problems started piling
once again. In second year, a friend who was roommate and who used to assist me
a lot requested me to join their church "society". I told him that I
understood that people go there to worship the devil
He told me no those are just hearsays. I made up my mind to join
him only one day since the guy had been so good to me. There were several
reasons why I joined the church because I am someone who analyses situations. I
used to like revenge. I didn’t like it when someone just does me harm and
escape scot free. So I said to myself "let me go there and if I find they
worship the devil then those people who have wronged me will have it
rough" That was one of the reasons. Reason number two, people in the
church where I fellow-shipped had exaggerated my problems and I would also make
them pay for the pain they caused to me. The day I had left from my grandma not
out of my own will but I was chased. I was told that I was not named after them
and was told to go to my people. Those words came from the younger sister to my
mum and they hurt me so much. We actually nearly fought before I left to my
friends place. That was another reason I joined the society.
Another thing is inquisitive, I was very curious to know how
things go on there. So I joined the sect, I was introduced; they have a church
opposite Norfolk hotel near Nairobi University.
It was on a Sunday during the day when I was taken there and
was told to join the investigator class. They had to investigate to me to know
the reasons of joining them, whether I came there to learn their secrets then
let them out. They found that I had my own reasons and I was ready to learn
things. So I stayed in the investigator class. I was taught a doctrine called a
doctrine of Mormon. It is not a good doctrine; it talks of a world that existed
before the current world. After two years, I was taken to another stage. I
would visit my ant now and then. They knew that I am a born again Christian
since class 8 even high school. Now that we were supposed to operate in
secrecy, nobody knew who I was. I would visit a place and would be saluted
"Praise the Lord" and I would say amen since the person didn’t
identify which lord we are praising! I had no problem with that. After two
years I joined the elders’ class. In the elders class you are taught things you
cannot understand. I was taught the wisdom of this world, every philosophy
including Socrates, Aristotle, Theophilus etc They started to introduce me to
something that operate underground. There you don’t ask questions, you are
taught and that is it.
They started sending me to missions. In the elders class is
not like a church as this one, it is divided into compartments. You cannot move
from one stage to another without qualifying. In that class there are elders
who are supernatural. They are people who after passing the elder class they
died and were given another form and are able to change to anything. They have a
lot of earthly wisdom. They appear and disappear. Those who joined the elderly
class are taken to the second stage when they graduate the first stage they.
At second stage there is a small room where you are baptized
and they administer some rituals to you. There are herbs and other several
stuffs they administer to you there. After passing all those rituals I went to
the next stage of the elders’ class where you are supposed to stay for two
years then you die. How you die I don’t know since I had not reached there,
then your spirit is taken and put in another way so that you become an elder.
However, for you to qualify to become an elder there are some things you have
to fulfill. One of them is you have to become a missionary. So I became a
missionary. So when I became a missionary I was given the first assignment in
Nakuru.
As a missionary of
the devil
(a) First mission at Kabaz, Nakuru
The mission at that time was not to do anything for the
school but to assist a prince. In the underworld, they have given each area a
prince who rules over it. So if for example if a prince of a certain area is in
charge of prostitution, you find that that area is full of prostitution or if
in another area the prince is in charge of poverty, you find that that area is
full of poverty. I was therefore sent to Subukia to help the prince there. A
prince is not a human being but a spirit, there they call it 'holy angel' but I
call it now a demon. So we could communicate and work together. One of the
knowledge I was taught was numerology and the science of the palms. Because
immediately I joined the sect they looked on my left palm and scrutinized it
and then looked at me and told me that I was made a leader.
So they taught me numerology, science of the palms and the
wisdom of the stars (astrology) Those Christian who like reading newspapers and
they are lured to the horoscope section, today allow me to warn you. Satan has
no control over your life. What happen when you look to your star, you believe
what it says and then you tend to think that the star is telling you the truth.
What happen is that since we were taught that the lives of human being is
placed in the left hand (those who are not save but those who believe in Jesus
their lives is in His hands) immediately a Christian reads a horoscope, he
takes his life from Christ and Satan gets the right to gain your life a start
controlling it (we were taught whoever hold your life carries your destiny).
Satan understands that Christ does not hold your life by force. We were taught
the wisdom of urgency, how to make a personal choice - That God has a power
that He cannot rule out a power that He has set. He has given a free will. That
is how dangerous to read horoscopes from newspapers. We were taught also how these
stars predict the lives of people.
We use a sequence in mathematics called Fibonacci series.
There is a pattern in your life that happens in a certain way and there is a
high probability it will happen at a particular time. They follow the pattern
and then fix to a certain group of people who were born in a particular month.
You then begin to think that the stars have prophesied to you but what happened
is that they only checked the pattern on your history. We were even taught how
the wise men prophesied about the star of Jesus. The particular star was not
hard to find in the sky, it is only that its sequence was know and was easy to
tell from its motion that it was the time for Jesus birth.
As I was taught the science of the palms, that the life of a
human being is on the left hand which is close to the heart. The left hand was
used as a means of communication. When I was in Subukia I would communicate
with the prince of the air with that left hand, and I would hear what he says.
I went to Lanet and taught a secondary school. No one at any time noticed
anything with me provided when I went in to a person who prayed seriously I
would go out of my body since I had been taught the science of meditating and
coming out of the body. I would leave vibrations in my mouth either saying yes
or something. After the prayers I would return to the body. On the mission to
Subukia, there is a church in Kabaz that I was supposed to bring commotion.
What was to happen was I was to analyze all the Christian in the church very
fast, a thing that happens very fast indeed. It about being given a history of
the person, the way he has been behaving. You get all the weaknesses of the
people and begin capitalizing on it, for example you learn that a certain
person likes getting angry and you would then use a non believer to make that
person very angry. This is because a Christian who is born again and staying
right has a ribbon of fire around them. So you play with him at a distance so
that you don’t get burnt. Immediately he gets angry through manipulations the
ring of fire grows faint and fainter. Then you would repeat this several times
and if it is a person who likes getting discouraged, he gives up. At that time
I would deal with two hundred people in a day. So immediately the ribbon of
fire has diminished, I would speak some things and that thing would enter into
you. You would therefore find that a demon has entered you which would start
controlling you since it is very easy to operate from inside than from outside.
You would then start causing division in the church. The church would split and
they would hate each other. I would be very happy I have done my home work and
proceed to another mission. In case of Kabaz, that church split and then split
again. I went to Lanet and used the same trick.
(b) Mission against my aunt
After sometime I went to visit my ant at Kiti Nakuru. My ant
is a very prayerful person who prays all the time; before eating, before
sleeping and when she gets in or goes out. That thing was a nagging to me. When
I went back to Nairobi to take my report I was told to go back to my aunt and
make sure I destroy her for them because it would be possible to operate in
that area if she together with others were destroyed. She was in addition a
nagging even to princes and elders in Nairobi. So I went back to my aunt who
was unaware of my secret plans. I would come out of the body each time she
prayed or told me to pray together and come back immediately after amen. After
staying with her I realized that she is a indeed very nagging. I got a plan of
how I would manage her. Early in the morning I would wake up and leave my body and
go to her bedroom and shake the roof of her bedroom. The husband would wake up
and immediately I would laugh and go back to my room. While taking tea my ant
would point that there is something that is going in the house that she doesn’t
understand. I would just laugh. I spent at my aunt’s place for some time and
then I left.
(C) Unsuccesful mission at Nyeri, Gakindu.
After that I left and was given an assignment at Nyeri in a
group of 12. The Exact place is at Nyeri, Gakindu on the road to Mukurwe-ini,
there is an ACK church on the left (across the road is a primary school). This
is the place I was sent. When we got there, we wanted to go in but immediately
we came close to the church, the pillars of the church were burning with a
great flame. We tried all means to get to the church but failed. Then I was a
recruit and not yet the owner of the mission. The rest of the group comprised
of 9 elders who are invisible (spiritual form) and two other colleagues (physical)
who would be ladies in most cases. I had once visited home with a lady colleague
in a mission. I had convinced my ant that she was a former college mate. She
pretended that she was a born again Christian but immediately my ant started to
pray, she was not able to withstand the fire and she left. So when we went back
some of them were punished. The punishment there is death or torment. I was
spared then from the punishment as I was the greenest. We were unable to harm
the pastor even we were not able to enter the church.
Preparation for Nakuru
Mission against pastor Kimani.
I came back to Nairobi. I was taken through some teaching
about Christian history - the Christian patriarchs - how they were defeated and
how we can reinforce our tactics to defeat them. I was also given a picture of
how they killed a pastor here in Nakuru by a road accident. They manipulated
things and he died. After all this teaching, I was sent in a group of twelve to
this place (The church we are now). One of our colleagues among the 12 was a Muslim
and we took our position around the church. There is a way you can twist the
hand so as to see through the wall. You could even see the nakedness of people
as they walked (except blameless Christians without loopholes). So when we came
we were not able to enter this place since we arrive a time you started
praying. We were however able to see inside. I was even able to see where my
ant was sitting (somewhere around there). The mission was to bring confusion to
this church but we failed. We would spit at the gate and let everyone step on
it as they get out. The spit would then be collected and sent to Utah in USA.
There at USA they perform a ritual at the spit and the dust is brought back and
sprayed at the gate of the church. So if you had walked in and you walk out,
you start feeling bad. The next Sunday you would not feel like going to church.
If you don’t realize the secret, you end up staying at home and end up getting
sick - a cancer or another disease since each of them is given a different
mission. So if you continue staying at home there are elders who walks around
waiting your fire to come down and then they would through a disease. If you don’t
watch out and are not prayerful then you may end up dying.
So the day we came here we collected the spit and sent it.
We went back to Nairobi where they informed me after three days that they are
sending me for a special mission to come back to this church. I stayed in
Nairobi where my body was prepared. They cut a place in my left leg and put a
certain stone. After the preparation, they told me that I have to go to Utah.
In the underworld, they don’t use aero planes. They call them inferior gadgets.
I was taken to a certain room where facing the east I was told to take hold of
the mark they had made on my body. They uttered some words and suddenly I found
I had been transported to another place. I found myself within a second in
another room very magnificent, very well furnished and very clean.
After that the book of Mormons was read then the book of the
dark ages of the first world. A verse of the book is read in the same manner as
Christians recite the Apostles creed. Then I was ushered out. I found myself in
Utah, America. I was taken to a friend of the elders. The soil that was
collected at the church gate was brought to my hands with a very small bottle
and water in a silver bowl. The bottle with the soil was put at the centre of
the bowl with water. They chanted some words and the soil was taken and smeared
on my left hand. They also took some ash and started smearing on my left hand
also. They then told me that they are sending me for a mission. I followed the
elders as they went round and round the bowl in a circle, then was taken to the
room I found myself when I went to Utah. Then I was taken back to Nairobi. I
had told my ant that I had gone to Nairobi that I got a job in a touring
company little did she knew that I had gone there but sent to Utah, USA. So on
getting to Nairobi, I was told that then I was well prepared to be sent to this
church. We always had a service on Friday night from 2.00 am to 4.00pm. From
2-3.00am, we would go each to respective classes while from 3-4.00 am we would
go to another class where we would be taught the wisdom of this world. After
that is when I was sent to another room that I had not entered before where I
saw an elder from USA called Chihoka.
He did his left hand like this and a screen appeared in the
wall and on the screen I saw the pastor. That is the time I knew his name as
Kimani since they told me we are sending you to this pastor. He was preaching
in Swahili and immediately he wanted to mention Jesus, he did this and the
screen scrolled up and disappeared. I was therefore given the pastor of this
church as my homework. We sat down and there was a bowl with blood which was
taken round and every one present would drink a little and pass it on to the neighbor.
If you go to elderly class you are not supposed to take milk and vegetables. If
you visited someone and he gave you tea with milk, you were supposed to take
the milk out of the cup and remain with water, sugar and caffeine. This would
happen very fast that even a human eye would not be able to detect. The
magician are taught that speed and that is why when they produce a handkerchief
you may think that they made it out of nothing but the fact is that the handkerchief
was somewhere in their body but was removed so fast that you are not able to
see it happen. The speed is so quick such that your brain is not able to
understand and you assume that it is a miracle. Ask yourself a simple question,
if a magician can make a handkerchief out of nothing, why not make many and
make money out of them?
Mission against
pastor Kimani
Therefore the day before yesterday I was sent here in a
company of 12 people as usual. Two were ladies and I was the only man for the
physical people, the rest 9 were elders in spiritual form. So we came here in a
Mark II vehicle and went to Odeon in Nakuru. We were briefed on what to do. Now
the elders who are in spiritual form appear and disappear at will. They would
take whichever form convenient to them when they appear. For example they will
look like an Africans when they appear in a street in Africa so that people don’t
suspect them. So when we came here I was told that Pastor Kimani is not there
but at town. I had instructions not to enter to church but to go to his office.
So I bordered a car and went to his office at town. I found one of the usher at
his door and I asked him long the pastor would take to go to his office. I was
told that the pastor was so busy and I had to consult and book an appointment
to see him. I became very angry; I went out and then went back to him. I asked
him "you mean I have to book an appointment for me to see him? He
responded "even me, if I want to see him, I have to book an appointment. I
looked at him very angry but I could not attack him because there was a ring of
fire around him. I was very angry, as I looked at him. He then told me that the
only way I could see the pastor was to go to church and wait until the alter
call, then I should go in front and tell him what I wanted as he prays for the
people. I don’t believe in defeat. I knew this, if I don’t go to confront the
pastor, I would be dead after going back. I better go there, what will be born of
it I will be able to bear. I walked but I did not go directly to him because
there are some tactics that we had been taught. If he calls the name of Jesus
we normally knell. So what I did is I would sit down and hold the leg where
they put the stone. That stone would give me a lot of strength. So I sat down,
the pastor prayed for another lady and after then, I felt new strength in me
and I got and went toward the pastor. I was very cautious but i was not ready
to die since it was said that if you die they torment you forever. I went in
front but not in the alter. We were taught never to go to an alter. We were
taught that the power that come from above first falls in the alter. So I just
stepped aside so that the pastor would come where I was and then I could handle
him. An usher came to me and requested that I step in front. I refused and
demanded that she request the pastor to come to me. Then she ignored me. I
reasoned in my heart that this pastor is very arrogant, that after praying for
people he would just leave to his office and I would not get a chance to attack
him. I decided that I had to face him there. So I then stood in front.
Immediately I stepped in front I saw fire around him. So I stood firm and
prepared myself to attack him. The first thing I was to do, I was instructed to
ask him why he was disrupting our operation and our work in Nakuru.
With a lot of boldness and with my eyes fixed on him, when
he ask me what problem I had, I asked him why he was giving us troubles while
we were operating in Nakuru. He looked at me and asked me to tell all the
people present what I had just asked him. Then I wondered, “I did not come here
for all these people, I came for him! Why is he taking me to others?" I
looked at him straight at the eyes but I could not go near him. Then I don’t
know what happened, he took fire from somewhere I cannot explain and threw a
lot of it on me. So I fell down. Immediately I used my left hand and touched
the place I was told to touch when attacked. He continued to throw the fire on
me and I went on burning. It was very painful. I realized that the only way out
was to run away from that place. So I turned and turned and wanted to get up.
Somebody grabbed my leg. At the door, I saw somebody standing where the usher
who talked to me about appointment with the pastor had stood. The person was
very huge and was dressed in a robe and his shores had thorns. He filled the
whole door entrance such that I would not get out. He had white hair. He was
radiating very white light and he was very, very white. His eyes were fixed on
me. There and then I realized that I was in big problem. I would have opted to
jump through the window but my leg was still caught. That is how I was
captured. Immediately my powers started coming out and i was down. I was now
there very weak and and as paralyzed. I could do nothing but surrender and I
was therefore prayed for. I fell and forgot everything and was as if confused.
They took me to a room.
I receive Jesus as a personal savior
There is where I had no option. I asked myself two questions; if I have studied in the
kingdom of the devil for four years and they have given me so much power to the
point I thought that I would defeat this pastor and now he has defeated me, it
means that he has more powers than me. I said that I would then join him. So
immediately he asked me without forcing me whether I wanted to get born again.
I said yes. That is how I got born again.
