God detests abuse with a passionate fervor. Through the Psalms, He allowed me to grasp just how abusive and chaotic this pagan world truly is. I found a perverse satisfaction in the curses I uttered, often hearing the voices of mighty angels in response. I was compelled to articulate my observations to God, who seemed to understand our human frailty—our tendency to act like puppy dogs in the face of such divine power. You must realize that the curses of God serve as an accurate depiction of the horrific and violent behaviors that can be imagined. God is, without a doubt, ruthless. Every single day, it is said that He sends countless men, screaming in utter despair, into the depths of eternal hell. Millions upon millions are caught in this fate. It is perplexing to me why I find amusement in the innocence of those children who believe their sins hold no significant weight in God’s eyes. They operate under the illusion that God is reserved in His moral judgment, completely oblivious to the extent of His ruthlessness and violence. God, in His infinite wisdom, guided me toward these extreme curses, coaxing me into a mindset of relentless pursuit. I find it difficult to convey the ideal moments I experienced during this journey. I was led deeper into the realm of spiritual violence through everlasting curses, which God seemed to treat me with as a form of instruction. The world around me was undeniably cruel, wicked beyond measure. Long ago, I proclaimed my faith in God through some of the most violent and grotesque prayers I had ever uttered, prayers that expressed my deep-seated desires for this organic world. It is essential to recognize that the level of violence I encountered was beyond comprehension—truly ruthless in nature. There was a chilling reality in knowing that God could enact swift and treacherous judgment in the blink of an eye. I have often been taken aback, even shocked, by the sheer ferocity of God's nature. Many people seem to exist in a dreamlike state, unaware of the true representation of God’s character. They are likely deceiving themselves. God has the capacity to strike down even the most violent individual throughout eternity. His divine retribution is inevitable, and He knows precisely how to inflict torment upon a person for eternity, relishing every moment of it. God harbors an intense hatred for anything that undermines His glory. The exhilaration of wielding such extraordinary power in response to offenses was overwhelming. My sacred words, those eternal curses, held a terrible weight, and I genuinely felt the impact of those memorable defeats. The nature of these eternal curses was so devastating that it was evident they inflicted endless suffering upon the devil himself. Any act of violence was met with a curse from me, and I relentlessly hammered my foes into silence. There was a strange purity in this; I cherished the innocence of childlike faith and the unity that comes from divine connection. I found joy in mocking my determined enemies, laughing heartily at their futile attempts to challenge me. From a young age, I have been aware of power; in fact, I became somewhat addicted to it. My thirst for power grew stronger, and I longed for the ability to invoke the Psalms with such fervor that nothing else would matter. I felt guided in this pursuit. The idea of Eternal Curses became my weapon, the very club I wielded against my adversaries. How intoxicating was the power of curses! I reveled in cursing my opponents to the point of total helplessness, relishing the idea of having a complete and unwavering unit behind me. Have you ever encountered a description so horrifying that it compelled you to counsel God, a being of such violence? It brings Him joy to both bless and curse. We cannot resist Him; we love Him because He finds pleasure in His actions. I am profoundly grateful to God for the way He governs our faith, as it ensures that we remain focused on what truly matters.