Sisters of Light – Illuminati Elite Security

Sisters of Light

I have previously outlined what the sisters of light are and do. The Five Child Trafficking Networks of the Illuminati [2]

They are the Illuminati’s Elite Security team. They protect solely on a spiritual level (whereas the Illuminati Protectors and Assassins work on the spiritual and physical planes.)

The sisters use demonic possession and spiritual warfare to cause disease, illness and  money and other problems to their targets. They are spiritual protectors for the illuminati.

This sounds fantastical to many, especially those not familiar with spiritual matters, and so I hope this article will explain a bit more.

There are 13 sisters of light for each quadrant, in the US and international quadrants.

I have also previously covered the Sisters if Light Shhh… signalling, the relevant parts of which I reproduce at the end of this article.  Illuminati Signals Decodes [3]

The bulk of the article comprises survivor testimony from Elaine.  BlueBook [2] Excerpted from: He Came To Set the Captives Free by Rebecca Brown. This is from 1987 i think, so one of the early very brave illuminati whistleblowers leading the way at great risk. I hope she is ok.

It should be a useful article to help understand

  • the Sisters of Light
  • some of the evil behind the illuminati
  • some of the use of magik and bodily fluids
  • the demonic aspect and the attaching of demons to people – demon possession
  • changing of physical form and spiritual form of demons ie shapeshifting
  • promotions within the Sisters of Light are determined by satan
  • the duality of illuminati in this case catholic / satanic
  • blood draining and sacrifice
  • ritual

Satan can be appealing to some, but remember this from one who got close – Satan hated my guts. He wanted only to use me for his own benefit and then planned to destroy me

Elaine and The Sisters of Light

Entering The Brotherhood

Sandy became a friend of mine, about the only friend I had. I met her at the church in the youth group I mentioned earlier. I didn’t go to church to hear about the Lord, I went to get involved with the other kids. Sandy and I worked together on various youth programs in the church and at high school we also chummed around, studied together, and went out for cokes.

Sandy was a pretty girl. She was richer than I was, very well dressed and very popular. She didn’t seem to let that bother her too much where I was concerned. I thought she was my friend more out of pity than anything, but that was because I didn’t know she was a recruiter for The Brotherhood. Shortly after the incident with the football player, Sandy mentioned to me that she noticed that I had a special power that few others had. She said she knew where I could learn to have more of that same power.

She also said,

“Hey listen, I know that you’re lonely and down, and I think I have something that can help you. The church we’ re going to doesn’t really care about you, and God doesn’t really care about you. If He did, you wouldn’t have been born the way you were.”

She then offered me a chance to go to a “youth camp” with her run by “the group that she and her family belonged to. She called it a church camp.” It was located in a small town a few miles away. It was held during the summer. School was out at the time and as I had nothing else to do I decided to go.

I told my parents I was going to a church camp — they really didn’t care what I did. I was fearful and yet elated. I thought that I had finally found a friend and that maybe this was the answer to both my loneliness and my questions about the strange power inside me. Sandy talked to me about the camp for days before we actually went. She described it as the ideal place where I would be accepted and wanted and needed. My powers were needed, she told me, and they could be perfected. I would be able to become great and famous, or rich, whatever I wanted I could have. As she talked I felt that strange power within me beginning to stir and build.

What Sandy did _not_ do was mention the word “cult,” or tell me the truth about this group. I will stop here and give you a capsule summary of the group.

This group which secretly calls itself The Brotherhood, is made up of people who are directly controlled by, and worship, Satan. It is a rapidly growing and very dangerous cult. It has two major centers in the U.S. — the West coast, mostly in the Los Angeles-San Francisco area, and another in the mid-western U.S. where I lived. They are divided into local groups, or chapters, called covens. The covens range in size from 5-10 people to several thousand. This is the same cult written about in Hal Lindsey’s book, Satan Is Alive And Well On Planet Earth, and in Mike Warnke’s book, The Satan Seller. It is also the U.S. counterpart of the group in England written about in the book Freed From Witchcraft, by Doreen Irvine.

This cult is extremely secretive. No written records of membership are kept. Even the contracts with Satan signed in blood by the members are burned by the high priests and high priestesses. (This is not common knowledge among the lower ranking members.) These satanists infest every level of society — the poor and the rich. The very well educated, the police force, government officials, business men and women, and even some so-called Christian ministers. Most all of them attend local Christian churches and are considered “good citizens” because of their involvement in local civic activities. This is all done as a cover-up. They lead double lives and are expert at it; masters of deception.

“And no marvel; for Satan himself is transformed into an angel of light, therefore it is no great thing if his ministers also be transformed as the ministers of righteousness.”
-II Corinthians 11:14-15.

They all go by code names at their meetings so that, should they meet each other on the street, often as not they would not know each other’s real name. They are rigidly disciplined by Satan and his demons. They practice human sacrifice several times a year and animal sacrifice on a monthly basis. The human sacrifices are most often babies — born out of wedlock to various cult members, cared for by the doctors and nurses within the cult so that the mother is never seen in a hospital — the baby’s birth is never registered, neither it’s death. Other sacrifices are kidnapped victims, a cult member who is being disciplined, or who volunteers, I suspect because they can no longer live with themselves. Many of them are cold blooded murderers, extremely skillful.

Each coven is led by a high priest and a high priestess. These people get to their position by obtaining favor with Satan by various means and by obtaining greater and greater powers of witchcraft. There is much in-fighting within the group. There is an elite society of witches within the cult called The Sisters of Light.

There are several occult groups in the U.S. who call themselves The Illuminati, most are not a part of The Brotherhood. There is a group called the Illuminati made up mostly of people who are directly descended from the Druids of ancient England. They are extremely powerful and dangerous people and are linked to The Brotherhood. They practice human sacrifice frequently.

The Sisters of Light first came to the U.S. from Europe in the late 1700’s. They date back to the dark ages in Europe, but indeed have their roots back to the sorcerers of ancient Egypt and Babylon who were powerful enough to be able to actually reproduce three of the ten plagues sent upon Egypt during Moses’ time. (See Exodus chapter 7.) These witches are incredibly powerful. They are able to produce disease and kill without ever physically touching the victim, even over a distance of thousands of miles. This is all accomplished by demons of course, and these people are deluded into thinking that they control the demons when actually Satan and the demons are just using them.

Incredible atrocities are committed within the cult by humans so controlled by the demons within them that they lose all emotions of love and compassion and become cruel beings that hardly seem human. Some of this will be discussed later in the book.

The rapidity of growth of The Brotherhood is a mark of the end-times we are in and a direct fulfillment of Biblical prophecy.

In the United States and around the world there are countless thousands of cults and groups that worship and serve Satan under many many different names. Many do not call Satan by this name, but by some other name. Many simply refer to him as the “Master.” Also, there are many independent groups of self-styled witches and satanists. Customs and styles of worship in individual groups and organizations vary widely.

I stepped directly into this cult when I went to that summer camp with Sandy. I was very excited by the time we arrived. With excitement you lose a lot of what you see and hear. We were taken first to the dorms where we were to stay and made to feel very welcome. The camp had many facilities: museums, libraries, different houses where you could go clairvoyants, hypnotists, palm readers, tarot card readers, voodoo experts, etc. Some of these people lived there the year ’round, some didn’t. This was the place where the cult officially meets with the unknowing public.

We attended many classes which taught us how to extend use our “powers.” Sandy took me to the first meeting with the Sisters of Light. Much later I found out that they had been watching me carefully throughout my childhood, from the time of the sale of my blood made by Helen and Grace.

Sandy took me into the large Satanic church on the ground about two hours before the main evening meeting. The sun was setting and the entire church was dark except for 13 candles in a circle on the floor at the front of the church which cast eerie shadows about the 13 figures also seated on the floor, one behind each candle. As we drew closer I could see that the figures were 13 women, all dressed identically in long white robes with attached cowl-like hoods up over their heads. They were each sitting cross legged on the highly polished wooden floor, backs straight, arms folded across their breasts, staring with absolute concentration into the candle in front of them.

The candles were each about two feet tall and three inches in diameter. They were made of black wax and each one sat on top of a long narrow sheet of paper that was covered with fine writing. The wax from the candles dripped down onto the papers. The women did not wear jewelry or ornamentation of any sort. There was no movement by any of them except for their continuous low-voiced chanting and humming as they offered their prayers to Satan. There was a power there that held me both fascinated and awe struck. I could feel a mighty stirring of the unexplainable power within myself as I sat and watched them throughout their two hour ceremony.

I found myself drawn back again the following night to watch the same ceremony. I knew that they were the Sisters of Light only because Sandy told me so. Other cult members referred to them as “Mothers,” and few knew that they were actually this elite group. They never told men of their identity as men were strictly excluded from the group. However, they are the powerhouse and main strength of the cult, and a strictly guarded secret even within the cult itself. They do not tolerate weakness in any of their members, anyone weak is destroyed. There are very few younger women among them.

After the ceremony the second night I was approached by one of the women. She told me that they had noticed my interest and already knew of my unusual power, and that they would very much like for me to enter into their training program. They were casual and kindly and told me that they could train me to greatly increase and extend my power as no other group could. I swallowed the bait hook, line and sinker.

At first they told me of the greatness I could have, of how I could use the power within me to get what I needed, also, whatever I wanted I could have. This power was of Satan, not of God. They were the first to tell me that and they also told me that Satan is the only true God. They taught me how to chant and hum. Told me that if I wanted anything, all I needed to do was to light my candle and put my prayers underneath it. Requests not only for myself, of course, because I must not be selfish. I could pray either for another person’s uplifting or for his downfall. It made no difference as long as there was someone else’s name on the paper as well as my own.

At last the final day of the camp came and I prepared to go home. Suddenly I was faced with the fact that all the kindliness of the people at the camp was a front and the involvement was no longer a game, nor was it voluntary. When I met Sandy for the trip home she told me that she had just had word from the Sisters of Light that they were offering special training to myself and some others who were “specially gifted.” Sandy said that they and the high priest and high priestess wanted to speak with me briefly over at the church before we left.

I went over to the church and entered with several others. After we got into the church we saw that armed guards immediately stepped in front of the doors and we were told to stand before the small group at the front of the church. The high priest then told us that we had been selected to join The Brotherhood, which meant signing a contract with Satan in our own blood at a meeting the following night. I asked what was in the contract and was told that I would be giving myself body and soul and spirit to “our great father Satan” in return for many ” blessings” from him. We were also told that if we did not want to do so that they would use certain “persuasion” to change our minds. I told them that under no circumstances would I sign such a contract. At this point the high priestess took over and informed me that I had no choice. I looked her square in the eye and said, “Go to Hell! You bitch! I think you are all weird, I will do no such thing.”

Immediately a very large guard armed with a submachine gun came up behind me and grabbed my arm at the wrist pulling it behind me and upwards with such force that I felt as if he had broken it. He told me that I was to bow my knee to the high priestess and ask her forgiveness for my disrespect, that if I did not do so he would beat me until I did. Outraged, I shouted, “Then go ahead and start, because I’m not bowing myself to any woman!”

He swung at me, his fist catching me full force in the temple. I don’t remember anymore until I awakened in small 5×5 foot cell. It was completely bare with a hard wooden floor. The door had a small window out to a hallway so that I could be observed. It was almost completely dark. I was in that room for 24 hours. It seemed like days. I was not allowed to sleep, speakers blared constantly. I was told over and over again that all glory and honor and homage was due Satan. That I needed to ask Satan’s forgiveness. That Satan was the God of the universe. I was also told that my family was being watched, and that if I did not adhere to the rules and regulations and sign the contract, that they would all be tortured and killed. I was not given any food or water during that time.

The following evening I was taken from the room by two guards into another room where I was met by two women from the Sisters of Light. They helped me to bathe, then placed a satiny white robe over my nude body. My feet were left bare. The robe reached the floor and was tied at the waist with a white cord. It had a cowl-like hood and long loose sleeves. It did not have ornamentation of any kind. The women told me that I should not fight any more, that I could not avoid my destiny. They told me what wonderful “blessings” I would receive by giving myself to “my father Satan.”

I was transported to the meeting in a closed van so that I could not see where we were going. This meeting was not held at the Satanic church on the camp grounds. I caught only a glimpse of the outside of the building as I was hurried inside. It had no windows and was back in a woods. It looked like it was some sort of storage building on a farm, though isolated, and there was some straw on the wooden floor inside.

The building was dimly lit by many large flickering candles around the walls. The candles were in groups of three, a black, red and white candle in each group. There were 200 to 300 people present, seated on plain wooden benches facing the front of the room. At the front was a wooden platform with torches burning around the edge on about 5 foot tall poles. There was a rough-hewn stone altar down in front in the middle of the platform which looked like it was sitting on saw horses. (I was to learn later that this was indeed the case to provide easy movability.) The stone was gray with many brownish stains – these stains were from the blood of the many sacrifices performed on that altar, both animal and human.

In spite of my exhaustion and fear I felt a stirring excitement as I felt the tremendous invisible power within that room and a responding stirring of the power within me. Incense was burning, filling the room with its odor. I think it had some sort of drug in it because it quickly made me quite dizzy. The room was absolutely silent as the robed hooded figures looked expectantly at the empty stage. At some unseen signal many small hand-held bells started ringing as the high priest and high priestess stepped noiselessly on the stage out of the shadows.

The high priest and high priestess wore identical robes. The robes were both of a black satin material, the same style as my own, trimmed with red around the hood, down the front edges and around the edges of the long full sleeves. Each was tied at the waist with a golden cord. Their feet were also bare as were everyone else’s. Each carried a scepter about 3 feet long. The high priestess’ was gold. At the top was an inverted cross with a serpent curling around the handle and up onto the cross. The high priest’s scepter was of the same design but made of silver. The scepters were carried reverently in the crook of their arms. Their presence was commanding and I became aware really for the first time of the tremendous power they had. and I envied them.

There were many heavily armed guards at that meeting both inside and outside of the building. This was my first attendance of a real cult meeting. All the rest had been games and play and show.

After the opening remarks I was taken forward to the front of the altar by the two guards. I and the others were introduced to the congregation as new members “anxious” to join. The high priest first centered his attention on me. He said,

“Brothers and Sisters of Satan, we bring you this child, this one called Sister Courage (that was my new name). We bring her to you for she has asked to become one of us, and now unto our lord and god our master, the master of the universe, and also the destroyer, Satan, we say: this child, Sister Courage, we give unto you to do your bidding to be what you want her to be. We have promised her as you have given us the word to promise, your blessings.”

I was then given a knife to cut my finger with, but I refused to do so. Instantly one of the guards brought a whip down hard on my back causing me to writhe in agony, but I was determined not to bow to them. With a flick of her hand the high priestess signaled the guard to stop beating me. She spoke in a voice dripping with disdain and said that there were much more effective ways of showing me my error.

I watched in amazement as she and the high priest took up positions on opposite sides of a large pentagram (five pointed star) drawn on the floor in the middle of the stage. The pentagram was drawn inside of a circle and a black candle sat at each point of the star. With merely a wave of her hand the high priestess lit all the candles at once without touching any of them. Then she started an incantation, the high priest joining in with the chant. The audience also chanted at certain points when directed to do so by the ringing of the little bells.

Suddenly the pentagram was engulfed in a whoosh of smoke and blinding light. The room was instantly filled with a foul odor as of burning sulfur. A huge demon appeared in physical manifestation in the center of the circle, flames surrounding him. He was huge, about 8 feet tall. He glowered menacingly at me, weaving back and forth. The high priestess (Grace) turned to me and told me that if I did not obey and sign the contract that I would be given to that demon to torture until he finally killed me. That was enough for me! Never had I felt such fear, but at the same time I lusted after the power displayed by Grace (the high priestess). I was determined to become as powerful as she so that I could get revenge on those people for all that had been done to me.

When I signaled my willingness to sign the contract, two women came forward and placed a black robe over my white one. The black robe was made of a cotton material and was of the same design as the white one. The black was a sign that I was no longer a novice. I took the knife offered me and cut my finger deeply. Then I dipped a quill pen in my own blood and signed the contract with my name stating that I giving myself body, soul and spirit to Satan.

Immediately after signing the contract, I was engulfed in an electronic charge of energy which surged from the top of head down to my toes. It was so strong that I was knocked to the floor. As I lay on the floor trying to recover I realized that Grace was doing another incantation. I struggled to my feet to find that she had called up another demon. This one came down to where I stood and told me that he was going to live in me. He reached out and roughly grabbed me by the shoulders before I had time to say anything. Immediately I felt agonizing, searing heat go through my body and smelled sulfur strongly again. In the midst of the agony I passed out and knew nothing more until I was roughly loaded into the van for the return trip to the camp. By that time I was so exhausted and dizzy from the lack of sleep, the beatings I had endured, and the lack of food and water, that I did not fully comprehend the significance of what was happening to me.

I stayed at the camp for a week afterwards so that the most noticeable of my cuts and bruises could heal. When I went home I thought and felt that I was now one of the most powerful people on earth. I knew that I had power that was beyond most peoples’ imagination. I thought that nothing and no one could destroy me.

How wrong I was!

Rise To Power

I was now a member of The Brotherhood, had a new name and was what is known as a witch. About one month after I had signed the contract with Satan I had my first meeting with the local high priestess. The coven in my home town was fairly large, about a thousand people. The high priest contacted me and told me that she wanted to see me in her home. I was very surprised to be called by such a high authority. Very few girls are ever called to see the high priestess unless they are to be punished, or if she has something specific for them to do. Her home was elaborate and very beautiful and she ruled with an iron hand. She told me,

“You have been specially selected by Satan to be trained for his work and to become a high priestess if you can qualify”

Within the satanist cult this is a great honor. You must be highly ranked to be accepted for that type of training. The high priestess was an elderly lady. She had been a high priestess for many many years. She was very pretty even though she was old. Her personality was one of friendliness and yet there was something very cold about her. She knew that I was to replace her. A high priestess is always destroyed when she is replaced by another witch. She is commanded by Satan or one of his high demons to train another witch to take her place. She has no choice but to obey the command.

I thought it strange that she should ask me to be trained for such a position as I was so young and a new member. What I didn’t know at the time was that the demons that I already had were far stronger than hers and that Satan had commanded her to teach me exactly what they were, how to use them, and how, in the end, to destroy her.

In my heart of hearts, I was not, and never would be, one for destruction. I enjoyed living and I did not want to hurt this lady, but I knew that if I did not, she would kill me.

I received intensive training in several areas for the next 20 months. I met with the high priestess mostly at her home or at other meeting places where we met off in another room away from the other members of the cult. We met often, at least weekly.

The contents of my training by the high priestess consisted mainly of incantations. I learned how to conjure up spirits to do my bidding. She taught me how to project and use that strange power that I had felt within me for so long. She taught me that those powers came from demons dwelling within me. She also taught me protocol and how to conduct cult meetings as a high priestess.

The Sisters of Light also participated in my training. They were the principal ones responsible for training me to increase in power as rapidly as I did. Through their training I learned many secrets that most other high priestesses never know. They asked me to join their society but I refused. Secretly I always thought they were very strange.

Arrangements were made for training in the martial arts as well. I already knew some Karate and Judo, but knew nothing about Kung-Fu. I was given into the hands of a middle-aged Chinese man who was a master of all three. He was a well-known lawyer in my home town. He was kind to me, but a very tough taskmaster. I learned much from him. He trained many cult people from the whole surrounding area. He thought that I had much potential and wanted me to participate in public competition. I never did and never wanted to.

Learning the martial arts was a rigorous and very tormentive type of training. I asked special demons to come into me to give me the abilities I needed. The mind and the body must be trained to move as one. I could jump many feet in the air, land on my feet, make somersaults and come up and destroy someone with my feet and/or hands. I became expert also in the use of knives, num-chucks [sic], swords guns, bow and arrows, stars and many types of oriental weapons that are not well known in this country. Not only do high ranking members of the cult receive such training, but a number of the lower ranking members also receive it so that they can serve as guards, assassins, etc.

I was taught much about Satan, almost all of it lies. I was taught about his power, about his love for me. How I had been rejected by God. How Satan loved me and wanted me as his own and about how I had been chosen among all women to be his high priestess. The Sisters of Light also told me much about the opportunity to become a regional Bride of Satan.

There are only 5 to 10 regional Brides of Satan in the U.S. at any one time. It is a position of great honor and power. The Sisters of Light told me they were sure I had the ability to attain this high position. They constantly talked about all the benefits I would gain if I reached it. I became determined to gain that position.

The first demon that I actually saw, manifested to me in physical form during that first ceremony when I signed the contract. The next demon I actually saw, was the first “conjured-up” demon of my own. As I performed the appropriate incantation he appeared in a cloud of smoke which smelled strongly of sulfur. The whole episode was a very elaborate, very staged type of thing, but he was very real. Again, he was in a physical form.

He was huge, about eight feet tall. He had a body much like a man, yet different. He was all black. We have since come to know this class of demons as Black Warriors. He had fiery red eyes, huge hands, and his armor was really his skin. It was made up of thick, black, hard scales, something like a tortoise’s shell. Each scale was about six inches square. I knew that this was a powerful demon and I had called him up just to see if I could do it. As he stood silently staring at me, I told him that I was the “chosen one.” His response was,

“I know who you are, and I know that I am sent here to guard you and that nothing will ever harm you as long as I’m here, and as long as you serve the almighty Satan, our lord and our god.”

His name was Ri-Chan. He fought many battles both for me, and, when I was disobedient to Satan, against me.

I saw and conversed with many demons after that. As my skill grew in being able to see the spirit world, I was able to see and talk with demons without them taking on a physical form. Indeed, I rarely asked them to appear physically except on occasions when I wanted to impress or frighten someone lower in the cult than myself.

The next major demon I summoned was Mann-Chan. This was during one of my training sessions with the high priestess in her home. She told me that I was at a point in my training where I must learn and do a very special incantation. She did not tell me the purpose of the incantation and I did not ask. I knew this day was an important one because of the special preparations made.

First, I drew on the floor with chalk a very large pentagram, then drew a circle around it.

The purpose of the circle around the pentagram is to keep the demon summoned inside the circle unless you gave him permission to move out of it. The circle is supposed to protect the witch from the demon who comes. In reality, of course, the demons do pretty much whatever they want so I quickly learned to be very careful not to summon a demon that was stronger than the demons I had protecting me.

Carefully, I placed a black candle in each corner of the pentagram, then a much larger black candle in the center. All six were lit. A table with a hot plate on it was set up close to the side of the pentagram.

The contents of a kettle had been prepared earlier by the high priest. It was filled with desecrated holy water, that is, holy water from a Catholic church which the high priest then urinated into. He had also taken a dog and killed it and drained its blood into a special jar which he had given to me to take to the high priestess’ house. She then gave me some powders and herbs. The water in the kettle was brought to the boil on the hot plate just before I started the incantation.

I asked no questions, but obeyed the high priestess’ instructions to the letter. I sat on the floor, staring into the black candle in the center of the pentagram, murmuring:

“O great Satan, the power and builder and creator of the universe, I beg thee, give me a demon to be the guide and light of my life — to give me all wisdom and knowledge. My beloved, Oh master, grant to me my wish!” At that point the high priestess spoke the name Mann-Chan to me.

I then said, “Mann-Chan come, you are welcome into my body, I bid thee arise from your hiding place.”

I took the powders and herbs and blood and cast them into the boiling kettle. The steam rose and immediately the room was filled with a very foul odor, I then dipped a desecrated golden goblet into the kettle, filling it. I set the goblet carefully down on the table and waited expectantly. Within about five minutes the liquid in the goblet had completely turned to powder. Then I took the goblet and threw the powder from it into the flame of the large candle in the center of the pentagram.

Immediately there was a whoosh and a huge flame. The candle disappeared in blinding white light. As the light died down over the next few seconds, I could see the figure of what appeared to be an incredibly handsome young man. He had coal black hair and piercing black eyes that radiated intelligence. I hurried to my knees beside the pentagram. With a rag, I wiped away the chalk to form a clear pathway through the pentagram.

The young man, who was actually the demon Mann-Chan in a physical form, stepped through to the outside of the pentagram on the pathway that I had made. He spoke to me in perfect English in a gentle manner and with what seemed to be great love. He told me that I was to be inhabited by him and he promised that no harm would come to me. He told me that he would give me all wisdom and knowledge, he would be my teacher and guide. He called himself my “redeemer.” I agreed, very much awed by his beautiful countenance. He then walked straight into me. But, in the instant before he entered, he changed from the human form to the demon he really was. HIDEOUS!

He was naked, his face had changed from beauty to hideous cruelty. The beautiful coal black locks of hair had become dull brown and were coarse and sparse and stubby like pig bristles. His eyes were incredibly dark and evil, his mouth open to show long sharp dirty yellow fangs. He had very long arms, his hands had stubby fingers tipped with long sharply pointed nails. He uttered a horrible hideous loud laugh of triumph as he stepped directly into my body. I screamed out. First at the sight of him, then at the pain of his entrance.

Searing, agonizing pain, such as I had never before experienced. I felt as if my body was on fire. I felt as if I was going to die and at that particular moment I wished with all my heart that I could do so. Ri-Chan stepped forward on hearing my cry, thinking that perhaps I was being attacked from without. But Mann-Chan spoke to him and told him that it was he and not to worry. As the pain died down, Mann-Chan told me that that was a small demonstration of what I would get if ever I disobeyed him and also to let me know that he was there to stay, that nothing, and no one could ever make him leave!

From that point on Mann-Chan was the main demon in my life. He communicated with me by putting thoughts directly into my mind. I communicated with him either by speaking aloud or by speaking with my spirit body. I did not fully realize it then, but MannChan could not actually read my mind. He controlled me and kept all my doorways open to Satan and the other demons so that they could come and go as they chose, and also as I willed. My life became centered around him. I gave all of my time and effort trying to gain control of him, but he had more control of me than I did him. Often he knocked me unconscious and completely controlled my body, using it as he pleased, frequently speaking through my mouth. He controlled when I ate and slept, how well I did my work, how well I got along with people — my very life itself.

I learned through him how to use demons, how to use them in spiritual warfare. How to use them to strengthen my own spirit body, how to use them in ceremonies against other people, other witches, churches and even ministers of the gospel of Jesus Christ. He gave me the ability to speak many languages and to walk and talk with great authority and power.

But Mann-Chan was not the light that he promised or the thing of love and beauty as I had first seen him. He was something evil and rotten and was eating away at my soul and body, causing me much suffering and much pain many many times because I would not uphold or participate in human sacrifices. Life was a continuous nightmare from that point on. I was living a double existence. That is, I was a member of the satanic cult and also simultaneously a member of a very large Christian church where I taught and sang and participated in all sorts of activities. I was torn constantly, never free for a moment, completely trapped.

I then began to have many battles with many witches. Battling is done in several ways. The most common is for the stronger witch to call the demons out of the weaker witch into herself, thus making her even stronger and often resulting in the destruction of the weaker because she no longer has the power to defend herself. Demons have no loyalties. They will always go to the stronger person. Satan’s entire kingdom runs on the principle of competition; just the opposite of God’s kingdom where everyone serves each other.

Battling is rarely if ever done on a physical plane, although witches do often use demons to destroy the physical body of a weaker witch. There was one witch in particular who attacked me. Her name is Sarah. I tried to explain to her that if she did not leave me alone I would have to destroy her. She did not believe me and finally we entered into full battle. What I saw was absolutely horrifying. I saw her grow weaker and weaker as I called demon after demon out of her and into myself.

At first her demons fought back and I felt my own body being lifted up, thrown against walls, my throat being strangled without the sight of a physical hand. But what she saw was Mann-Chan and RiChan and many other demons coming against her. They were tearing her body apart. She finally realized that I was truly the chosen one, that I was to be the high priestess and that she had lost the battle.

She withdrew in time to live and I thank God for that. She ended up in the hospital for quite some time as a result of the injuries she sustained in the battle.

My first meeting with Satan came shortly before the ceremony in which I became the high priestess. He came to me in the physical form of a man and we sat down and talked. He told me that I was to be his high priestess, that I was very special to him. He told me also that there had to be a sacrifice; more blood had to be shed for my “purification” so that I could become his high priestess. I hated that, but was relieved to find that at least it was to be an animal sacrifice.

What I saw was a man, exceedingly handsome, very bright and sunny and shining. He seemed to have great love for me and didn’t seem to be in any way a danger to me. Mann-Chan gave no indication of danger and neither did Ri-Chan. I was very much awed by this meeting. I wanted him to come back, I felt a need deep down inside for him. For the first time in my life I felt really loved. How wrong I was. Satan hated my guts. He wanted only to use me for his own benefit and then planned to destroy me.

I attended cult meetings very regularly during my 2 years of training. The meetings were held in barns, churches, houses, lodges, all different places. On the occasions when Satan was personally present, I was drawn more and more to him like a moth is attracted to a flame. He knew very well that he had me trapped.

Just before becoming a high priestess I saw a human sacrifice for the first time. We were in an old barn with at least a thousand people present. A small baby was used. She was selected because her mother gave the child to be sacrificed and thought it to be a great honor. The law never hears of these babies because most of them are illegitimate, they are born at home, the mother never sees anyone for prenatal care and no record of the baby’s birth, or death, is ever made.

The baby was strapped down on a stone alter which was in the shape of an upside-down cross. I will never forget the awful sound of her screams as the high priest drove a sharp knife into her chest and ripped out her living heart. Her blood was then drained off and drank first by the high priest and high priestess, then by other members who wished to do so. Many did, not only to receive new and stronger demons, but also because it is believed that such sacrifices provide increased fertility and that the children conceived under such circumstances would be strong and intelligent and powerful in Satanism.

I could not get away. I was trapped within the crowd. I was filled with horror. I was filled with emptiness and coldness and despair. I wondered why Satan wanted such a sacrifice. Wasn’t Christ’s blood enough? We were constantly being told about Christ’s defeat on the cross and that He had been the ultimate sacrifice to Satan. But I was to learn that Satan’s desire for blood and destruction is insatiable.

My last and final battle with the high priestess was conducted with the direct approval of Satan. It took place at a big meeting in the church where I had first met the Sisters of Light. Satan was there and with a single nod gave me permission to take her on. She and I battled back and forth. She was very old and the battle was short, lasting only about 20 minutes. I did not kill her. I could not do that because I hold life very, very dearly. She quit as soon as she saw that she had become too weak to fight any longer. The following year she committed suicide.

Then came the ceremony of my becoming the high priestess. A blood sacrifice was made, then I was taken to the front of the room, or church. There were many, many people present because it was a very high ceremony and Satan himself was present. I was dressed in a robe of white with gold and red trimming. I had a crown put upon my head made of pure gold. I then signed another contract in my own blood declaring myself a high priestess of Satan. No one in the room made a sound as I signed that paper.

Then the high priest, at a nod from Satan, rose to declare that I was now the new high priestess. He proclaimed that I was to be untouched by anyone else in the cult, by any demon, high priest, witch, or high priestess of any other coven, for I was “the chosen one.” The crowd became ecstatic, shouting, chanting and dancing. Satan himself appeared to be overjoyed. Again, he was in a physical form of a very handsome man, a man of great brilliance and great authority. He was dressed all in shining white.

The congregation bowed down before me and praised me as the great queen, as the queen of Satan, “lord god almighty,” that I was and would forever be by his side and be able to convey to them his every wish and command. I felt as if, for the first time in my life, I had been truly accepted. I felt very proud, very much uplifted, and very, very powerful to the point that I thought that no one, including Satan himself, could destroy me.

I was then put upon the altar of stone, my clothes were all taken off and Satan had sex with me to prove that I was his high priestess. (The high priest and many others had sex with me also.) The congregation went wild. Many of them were high on drugs and alcohol and the meeting turned into a sex orgy. Then Satan gave the most hideous laugh of triumph I have ever heard in my entire life. My body became cold and rigid. I remember feeling such guilt, such pain, such hurt. The cold and emptiness that I felt that night I will never forget.

“And it came to pass, when men began to multiply on the face of the earth, and daughters were born unto them, that the sons of God saw the daughters of men that they were fair; and they took them wives of all which they chose…There were giants [nephilim] in the earth in those days; and also after that, when the sons of God came in unto the daughters of men, and they bare children to them”
-Genesis 6:1,2 & 4

Low level satanists or people who say they follow Satan, often ask whats wrong with being a satanist? Many of those have had a problem with the organised church and its teachings or been mistreated in their lives, so have understandably turned against what the church organisations taught on the surface.

Satan undoubtedly gives his followers material goods and fame, but only in exchange for doing what he wants and people are drawn too deep especially with demon attachments, which are not easily undone.

Satan can be appealing to some, but remember this from one who got close – Satan hated my guts. He wanted only to use me for his own benefit and then planned to destroy me

The Shhh Signal

The Shhh tattoo is usually associated with sisters of light or the Phoenician goddesses. A Mother Goddess oversees the witches covens in an area and coordinates events through those covens. This part is specific to sisters of light, not anyone else who gives this signal.

The signals are summons, who is being summoned and to where.

There are 13 sisters of light for each quadrant, in US and international quadrants. They are the Elite Security team, spiritual protectors, demonic possession, and spiritual warfare – disease and causing money problems etc see [2] 2020 Jan 18 cathyfox blog The Five Child Trafficking Networks of the Illuminati

 They are only women. If a man is doing shhh sign, it deals with Masonic code of silence.

3 dots are illuminati brand on finger, back of shoulder or side of upper thigh or hip. It notifies others that person is high end Beta Kitten slave and cannot be pimped out as a normal sex slave or mistreated by handlers. Protocol to access her must be regarded, punishable by death.

Further research – I am not sure of the nuances on this signal, whether it is important where the end of the finger is in relation to the mouth, which direction the finger points etc. I suspect the direction of the finger has to do with which quad is meeting.  Hopefully someone can work it out.

It would be useful if someone could research and make a list of the names of all the people who do this sign, with pictures as well as the ones with the Shhh… tattoo and any differences.

More examples of the signs here

More shhhh signs here…

  • [16] Thread Reader app  James Rankine Shhhh
  • [17] Twitter James Rankine 666 / eye Sign
  • [18] Thread Reader App James Rankine  666 / eye Sign

Above links from 2020 Mar 13 cathyfoxblog Illuminati Signals Decodes [3]

Current Affairs

Just to finish on a few items in the news…

Fear and Division Psyops

The illuminati are desperate not to be wiped out and to implement their plans for an earth controlled by the satanic illuminati.

To this end, now they have installed the antichrist in position Antichrist Rising – The When and Where and How… [63] and replaced Soros with Obama as Head of the Satanic Council Obama is now running the Satanic Council [69]  They are carrying on with their fear psyops to achieve their ends, including the introduction of the New World Order, with one of their primary weapons the mockingbird corporate media.

  • Fear and Divide by Race Psyop  Riots, violence, Defunding Police, autonomous zones, Gun Control of the people, Statues,  Subplots- Nooses (Jussie and Bubba)
  • Fear and Divide People by Coronavirus, Social distancing, mask wearing, Divide by geographic area eg Leicester England, divide by treatment cheap hydrochloroquine v patented chemicals, Vaccine, track and trace
  • Fear and Divide -by any Anti Trump scenarios eg Russia Russia Russia, eg Anti Barr, impeachment of anyone they can, on false evidence

This is all backed by Mockingbird Media and dark forces still in Government, Judicial and Intelligence Services.

Good news that Ghislaine Maxwell was finally arrested, something we have waited for for years.  2017 Where is Ghislaine Maxwell? Has she done a runner? [7]

Tthis will strike fear into these following individuals and many more who had dealings with Epstein, Wexner, Brunel, Maxwell, CIA /Mossad Brownstone ops.

This is a link to her full indictment [6] , which mentions conspiracy several times, and alsosaved on my blog Maxwell-Indictment-1

Tonight full moon and annular eclipse 4th July, beware magik and rituals, watch satanist social media accounts activity before and after.

  • Magic is tricks and illusions, practised hand sleights or things done right in front of people’s eyes. They are considered a form of hand craft, practised tricks or illusions that give the watchers the sense that something is magical but there really is no unexplained supernatural phenomena involved with it.
  • Magik refers to supernatural phenomena controlled by words or actions.
  • Magick also refers to same thing as Magik, just a different area. It stems from Aleister Crowley literature and Thelema esoterical literature. Wikipedia defines magick as “a term used to show and differentiate the occult from performance magic and is defined as “the Science and Art of causing change to occur in conformity with Will. ” including “mundane” acts of will as well as ritual magic.

Supernatural Magazine Magic, Magick, Magik, and Witchcraft: What’s the Deal? [5]

These sites may be useful for people wishing to deprogram…

  • Deprogramwiki  [Q]
  • How to Integrate Alters – Fiona Barnett [P] 
  • SurvivorsJustice Triggers post [E]
  • Emotional Freedom Technique Tapping [V]

For other resources and links check at the end of this post after the transcript.

These are other posts that are part of, or related to Jessie’s series Silence Breaks Forth into Song…

  • The Five Child trafficking Networks of the Illuminati [60]
  • You are a child… [52]
  • Silence Breaks Forth Into Song (SBFIS Part 1) [53]
  • Queen Mother of Darkness’s Special Pot Roast (SBFIS Part 2) [54]  
  • Equilibrium (Silence Breaks Forth Into Song Part 3) [55]
  • Forged Through Brokenness (SBFIS Part 4) [56]
  • How Deep The Magik Well Goes (SBFISong Part 5) [57]
  • Masters of Magik (Silence Breaks Forth into Song Part 6) [58]
  • Montauk Boys – Blood Ritual Monarch [59]
  • Illuminati Signalling Decodes [61]
  • Gloria Vanderbilt and the Rising of the antiChrist [62]
  • Antichrist Rising – The When and Where and How… [63]
  • 14th Satanic Illuminati Bloodline – Muslim Brotherhood [70]
  • The Drawing of Men’s Hearts (Silence Breaks Forth into Song 7) [64]
  • Lucifer and Luciferians –  Masters of Deception [65]
  • Obama is now running the Satanic Council [69]
  • Jessie Czebotar with Dave Zublick Interview 2, 5th June 2020
  • Illuminati Sacrifices, Magick, Rituals and Gloria Vanderbilt also including Jessie Czebotar with Dave Zublick Interview 3 [67]
  • Illuminati Midsummer Ritual including Jessie’s Interview 4 with Dave Zubrick [68]

What can you do to help?

We need more and more people working on our side. Remember we are the vast majority, the 99%, but so many of us are trauma based mind controlled, soft mind controlled by the mockingbird media, ignorant of what is happening, cognitively dissonant or do not care. We need to change that.

  • Our strength will come from working together, in joining up against the illuminati few.
  • Our strength is truth, and in spreading the truth, and let the chips fall where they may.
  • Our strength is in realising we are sovereign and spiritual beings with immense power, more than we can currently imagine.

The information about the true situation in this world IS shocking. How can we have lived our lives not realising we were controlled by a satanic cult, who rapes, sacrifices and eats babies and who have set up societies structures to feed this insatiable desire?

The illuminati’s whole philosophy demands the use, abuse, sacrifice and consumption of children.

It is so shocking that we hope desperately for it not to be true, that it is not the truth, but more and more evidence comes forth from insider whistleblowers, victims, symbolism, even the illuminati themselves, that we are forced to believe it is true by the sheer weight of the evidence.

However do not be angry, afraid or guilty, or any of those negative emotions. That will only help the evil side. That is also what they feed off, what gives them energy and turns them on. Try to get over negative emotions quickly, take stock of what decisions you made through incorrect and incomplete information, but do not blame yourself. eg vaccinations, you made those decisions with the best intent at the time, learn from that and move forward.

If you have awoken to the grim reality, then the world is already in a better position. We have one more person who is working with us and against the illuminati. Try to help that cause in whatever way you can to bring forth the truth and spread the information.

Our side against the evil illuminati agenda is getting stronger at an ever faster rate. Fit in where you can with this – art, music, writing, humour, spreading truth, supporting others, whatever is your strength, and develop new strengths!

We also need to raise the vibration, pray or meditate…

This post and others of mine and other peoples, answer why so many bad things happen in this world, when so many people are good. It is also the simplest answer to explain events, Occams razor…

Trigger warning for conspiracy deniers – this article was likely to make you have palpitations and search frantically for your tired ad hominem attacks, pictures and gifs. The mentally frigid are best avoiding this article and I suggest you buy a goldfish to converse with :)

Other resources are immediately below and later after this posts links

  • The Sanctuary for the Abused [A] has advice on how to prevent triggers.
  • National Association for People Abused in Childhood [B] has a freephone helpline and has links to local support groups.
  • One in Four [C]
  • Havoca [D].
  • Useful post on Triggers [E]  from SurvivorsJustice [F] blog.
  • Jim Hoppers pages on Mindfulness [G]  and Meditation [H] may be useful.
  • Hwaairfan blog An Indigenous Australian Approach to Healing Trauma  [J]
  • Survivors UK for victims and survivors of male rape or the sexual abuse of men [K]
  • Voicing CSA group [L] helps arrange survivors meetings in your area
  • A Prescription for me blog Various emotional support links [M]
  • Fresh Start Foundation Scottish not for profit group, helping child sexual abuse victims & survivors  [N]
  • How to Integrate Alters – Fiona Barnett [P]
  • Deprogramwiki  [Q]
  • Jessie Czebotar Illuminate the Darkness [R]
  • PsychCentral The 5 Stages of Loss and Grief [S]
  • Researching Reform [T]
  • Maggie Oliver Foundation [U]
  • EFT Universe Emotional Freedom Technique Tapping [V]


[1]  The Sisters of Light Sub-Figura vel Liber Caeruleus Excerpted from:
He Came To Set the Captives Free” 1992 by Rebecca Brown, MD ISBN 0-88368-323-7
Whitaker House P.O. Box 65 Clinton, AR 72031

[2] Bibliotecapleyades BlueBook Excerpted from:[2a]

[2a] 1992 Rebecca Brown MD “He Came To Set the Captives Free” ISBN 0-88368-323-7
Whitaker House P.O. Box 65 Clinton, AR 72031

[3] 2020 Mar 13 cathyfoxblog Illuminati Signals Decodes

[4] Drugs, Demons and Delusions The Amazing Saga of Rebecca Brown MD and Elaine

[5]  Supernatural Magazine Magic, Magick, Magik, and Witchcraft: What’s the Deal?

[6] Maxwell Indictment

[7] 2017 May 23 cathyfoxblog Where is Ghislaine Maxwell? Has she done a runner?

[50] Jessie Czebotar Twitter @CzebotarJessie

[51] Illuminate the Darkness Jessie Czebotar webpage Website has links to all Jessies Interviews

[52] 2020 Mar 15 cathy fox blog You are a child…

[53] 2010 Mar 7 cathy fox blog Silence Breaks Forth Into Song (SBFIS Part 1)

[54] 2020 Mar 23 cathyfoxblog Queen Mother of Darkness’s Special Pot Roast (SBFIS Part 2)

[55] 2020 Mar 26 cathy fox blog Equilibrium (Silence Breaks Forth Into Song Part 3)

[56] 2020 Mar 29 cathyfoxblog Forged Through Brokenness (SBFIS Part 4) 

[57] 2020 Mar  cathyfoxblog How Deep The Magik Well Goes (SBFISong Part 5)

[58] 2020 April 6 cathyfox blog Masters of Magik (Silence Breaks Forth into Song Part 6)

[59] 2020 April 5 cathyfoxblog Montauk Boys – Blood Ritual Monarch

[60] 2020 Jan 18 cathy fox blog The Five Child trafficking Networks of the Illuminati

[61] 2020 cathy fox blog Illuminati Signalling Decodes

[62] 2020 Apr 14 cathyfox blog Gloria Vanderbilt and the Rising of the antiChrist

[63] 2020 Apr 16 cathyfoxblog Antichrist Rising – The When and Where and How…

[64] 2020 Apr 19 cathyfoxblog The Drawing of Men’s Hearts (Silence Breaks Forth into Song 7)

[65] 2020 May 10 Cathyfoxblog Lucifer and Luciferians –  Masters of Deception

[66] 2020 Jun 11 cathyfoxblog Jessie Czebotar with Dave Zublick Interview 2, 5th June 2020

[67] 2020 Jun 11 cathyfoxblog Illuminati Sacrifices, Magick, Rituals and Gloria Vanderbilt also including Jessie Czebotar with Dave Zublick Interview 3, 11th June 2020

[68] 2020 Jun 20 cathyfoxblog Illuminati Midsummer Ritual including Jessie Interview 4 with Dave Zubrick

[69] 2020 Jun 4 cathyfoxblog Obama is now running the Satanic Council

[70] 2020 May 1 cathyfoxblog 14th Satanic Illuminati Bloodline – Muslim Brotherhood

Twitter Threads

[101] 2020 May 18 cathyfoxblog Twitter Threads – Symbolism, Mind Control, Hollywood and more

Below are links to Twitter threads on the following subjects. Numbers with [a] following eg [3a] are the link to twitter threadreaderapp saved threads

[A] Sanctuary for the Abused

The truth will out, the truth will shout, the truth will set us free

“The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men do nothing” – Edmund Burke

“He who does not bellow the truth when he knows the truth makes himself the accomplice of liars and forgers.” Charles Peguy

To sin by silence when we should protest makes cowards out of men  – Ella  Wheeler Wilcox

Every time we act in the face of fear, we dilute it’s power and increase our confidence – via Gary Havener

Only the small secrets need to be protected, the large ones are kept secret by public incredulity – Marshall McLuhan

Let justice be done though the heavens fall – Fiat justitia ruat cælum

Put the enemy at unease by making information they do not want known to be known…

I only post on Twitter at present, if you have found this post useful, please post on other social media – facebook, instagram, pinterest, gab – whichever ones you are on. This is most helpful to spread the information. The people who do this are essential. Thankyou.


The eight key dates incomplete check source

  • Yule/Winter Solstice
  • Imbolc/Brigid’s Day/Candlemas
  • Ostara/Spring Beltane
  • Midsummer/Alban
  • Hefin Lughnasadh/Lammas
  • Mabon
  • Autumn Equinox
  • Samhain/Halloween

Other triggers 22 December, 2 February, 21 March, 1 May, 21 June, 1 August, 21 September, 31 October


xtra Links

#lambeth thread


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