Childhood Paranormal Experiences: Family Curses, And Why Aliens Might Be Messing With Us
Childhood Paranormal Experiences and Family Patterns
Childhood paranormal experiences are easy to dismiss when you’re young. Adults call them imagination. Nightmares. Overactive minds. But what happens when multiple people in the same family grow up having strange encounters, seeing unusual things, and sharing experiences that don’t fit neatly into any conventional explanation? In this conversation, the Woodward sisters compare notes on ghosts, psychic experiences, family stories, UFO encounters, and the weird moments that followed us from childhood into adulthood.
Why did we have so many paranormal experiences growing up?
No one knows. Maybe it’s the old family witch stories. Maybe it’s unresolved generational trauma. Maybe it’s because our parents were too distracted fighting with each other to notice the children communing with spirits in the hallway. We grew up Baptist but also somehow feral and psychic. Ghosts were treated the same as burnt toast. You point it out, the adults shrug, and everyone goes on with their day.
From there, each of us takes turns unpacking our earliest memories.
Sarah goes first with the dead cat sitting on her chest, fully formed and warm, even though they had buried it days earlier. Her brain took a few seconds to catch up: oh right, that cat is dead. It blinked, stared, existed, and then vanished. Later, she remembers full-body hallucination episodes where people morphed into each other in front of her, but that was during the infamous stoner-night portal she and Rachel accidentally opened at the Chrisman house. THC plus two psychic teenagers equals shape-shifting cousins. Classic.
Rachel’s experiences revolve around faces layered on faces. Since childhood, she’s always seen another image superimposed over the person talking to her. Masculine, androgynous, sharp eyes watching through her. She’s the one who shared the portal story: sitting across from their cousins while their faces melted, swapped bone structure, and turned into other people entirely. Both sisters saw the exact same thing at the exact same time, silently, for ten minutes straight. No one else in the room noticed a thing.
Rachel also had a couple of strange physical encounters. A man at the Renaissance Faire grabbed her hand and wouldn’t let go—no one else saw him. A palm reader once took one look at her lines, went pale, shut the hand, backed away, and refused to explain. She avoided Rachel the rest of the night and fled the hotel the next morning. Rachel spent years half-convinced she died in the car crash and is living on borrowed time.
I share my first memory too. Five years old, Santa Rosa Street. An enormous glowing winged being in the back room with eyes blinking independently across its feathers. I talked to it like it was a spirit guide. It never scared me, just startled me with how intense it looked. Later, I nearly fell off the Grand Canyon following… something. My mom claims I actually did fall and was pushed back by something unseen. It fits the theme of our childhood: children running wild, almost dying constantly, yet somehow protected.
We talk about inherited fear. Rachel and Sarah both had childhood terror about being taken in the dark. Blanket burrowing. Nightlights. Worm-tunnels made of quilts as a defense system. Both of them have water fears, too. Meanwhile, I’m the weirdo who takes showers in the dark and walks around the house without lights on.
There’s a lot of talk about telepathy. All three of us did it. Rachel used to hear people’s thoughts as external voices. I used telepathy to call my son home when he was little; he’d stomp upstairs, annoyed that I was “in his head.” Rachel used to dream-interrogate her partners without meaning to and start fights the next day based on conversations that only happened on the astral plane. Empath hell.
Then we drift into the Santa Rosa house hauntings. Wet footprints that appeared out of nowhere. A bearded man in the bathroom who vanished when Dad came running. A face that showed up in the glass door at random hours. Kitchen footsteps pacing back and forth all night. Dad’s houses were always more haunted than Mom’s.
Someone in the audience asked whether we believed in a “father’s curse”—the idea of generational depression or misfortune moving down the male line. We talk about trauma inheritance, both sides of the family, and the long line of dysfunction, violence, and emotional damage that gets passed around like heirlooms. There’s also the longstanding rumor in our family that the women are cursed to be single. It tracks. Nobody’s married, nobody stays with anyone, and the teepee ritual our relatives did decades ago didn’t fix shit.
Then the alien abduction bomb gets dropped, because of course it does. Rachel remembers sleep-paralysis episodes at the Chrisman house. I explain the research linking female abductees to later cancers and hysterectomies. Sarah immediately goes, “Oh shit,” because she lost her ovaries in three separate surgeries. One surgeon even said she talked to him during anesthesia—about what, he refuses to say. The tumor they removed had hair and teeth, basically trying to grow itself into something else. We joke about aliens, but the pattern fits way too well.
We end the episode laughing about microchips, South Park jokes, and who’s getting abducted next. Sarah volunteers as tribute because she’s “not fertile anymore.” Classic Sarah exit line.
That’s the episode. A full tour through our childhood encounters, psychic wiring, generational weirdness, hauntings, portals, curses, fears, and maybe a few UFO-adjacent medical mysteries. Just another Tuesday in the Woodward family.
Childhood paranormal experiences often leave people searching for answers later in life. If you’re interested in lifelong encounters with the unexplained, you may also enjoy my interview with Alison Hartman about her decades of ET contact experiences.
Reports of tall shadow figures have appeared in folklore, paranormal investigations, and witness accounts for decades. In this interview, investigators from Podcast of the Paranormal discuss years of encounters in a remote Pennsylvania woodland involving strange lights, antler entities, unexplained sounds, ritual activity, and a presence that seemed to interact with visitors in unsettling ways.
In this episode, Heather Woodward speaks with investigators from Podcast of the Paranormal about a series of encounters in a wooded area in Northeastern Pennsylvania that they have been investigating for several years.
The guests explain how they originally became involved in paranormal investigation, starting with team investigations in college and later returning to the field shortly before the pandemic. Their renewed interest led them to form their own team, with their first investigation taking place in a wooded location tied to local urban legends.
They describe the area as heavily forested, remote, and historically associated with reports of a woman in white, rumors of witchcraft and ritual activity, and a nearby hospital or asylum that burned down. The site is also located near moving water and is accessed by walking a significant distance away from visible roads or lights.
During early visits, they began observing unexplained lights in the woods. These lights appeared in multiple colors, did not behave like lightning bugs, and seemed to increase in activity depending on the emotional state of the investigators. Over time, they noticed the lights became dimmer after nearby construction work altered the flow of a stream.
The investigators describe performing ritual work at the site to attempt direct communication with whatever presence might be there. They report that the communication was brief and conveyed that it was time for them to leave. After this initial interaction, the presence did not visually manifest again, though the investigators continued returning to the site regularly and leaving offerings.
They recount a specific night in April following a full moon when multiple people were present. After walking family members back to their vehicles, the remaining investigators stayed near their cars. At that point, they began hearing movement in the woods and observed a large shadow cross the road. Shortly afterward, something charged toward them from the woods, producing heavy footsteps and animal-like sounds.
They describe encountering a large, black shadow figure estimated to be seven to eight feet tall with prominent antlers. The witnesses perceived the figure differently, with one describing it as upright and humanoid and another describing it as moving on all fours. When flashlights were directed toward it, the figure disappeared immediately. All witnesses reported feeling that the encounter was a clear signal to leave the area.
Since that night, the investigators report consistently feeling watched and sensing a boundary when visiting the location at night. They describe additional Estes sessions that referenced doorways, instructions to enter the water, and requests involving offerings and penance.
They note environmental patterns associated with the site, including moving water, underground mines, alterations to the land, and disappearing rocks previously used as seating or altars. They report that offerings left at the site appeared to be acknowledged through changes in the environment, including arrangements that mirrored the number of people present.
The conversation expands to include broader patterns observed by Heather Woodward across similar locations, including the presence of converging waterways, underground disturbances, traumatic histories, and proximity to nuclear power plants. The guests confirm that their site feeds into the Susquehanna River and is located within proximity to a nuclear facility.
They also discuss a specific instance where an Estes session instructed them to return on November 5th, coinciding with election night. The group describes widespread feelings of unease and disorientation on that date, as well as inconsistencies in intuitive and tarot-based predictions.
Additional corroborating experiences are discussed, including childhood encounters with shadow figures in cemeteries, later confirmed by other witnesses, and accounts from other investigators who independently reported similar sightings in the same Pennsylvania location.
Throughout the episode, the guests emphasize that they still do not know what the entity or phenomenon is. They acknowledge similarities to folklore, cryptid reports, and nature spirit traditions but do not settle on a definitive explanation. They continue to visit the site regularly, perform investigations, and leave offerings while remaining cautious about further contact.
Encounters with tall shadow figures appear in reports from all over the world. If you’re interested in recurring paranormal patterns, you may also enjoy my article on Gates of Hell Cemetery and the strange entities reported at one of Oklahoma’s haunted locations.
BBC Sherlock changed television when it premiered in 2010, bringing Sir Arthur Conan Doyle’s famous detective into the smartphone age while creating one of the most passionate fandoms of the decade.
Back in 2010, this show felt like something completely different. It wasn’t just clever; it was techy. It was sharp, stylish, self-aware, and ahead of its time. We were texting on flip phones, and Sherlock was projecting messages into the air like it was psychic Morse code. Fifteen years later, Sherlock still holds up—and that’s saying something in a post-binge, multiverse-warped TV landscape.
Production Magic: The Making of a Modern Icon
Created by Steven Moffat and Mark Gatiss (who also plays the wonderfully smug Mycroft), Sherlock was produced by Hartswood Films and shot primarily in Cardiff, with London cameos to keep the vibe authentic. They didn’t just update the characters—they modernized the entire universe.
From Sherlock’s iconic Belstaff coat to the minimalist tech-noir set design, every element was deliberate. And that texting thing? Genius. Instead of awkward shots of phone screens, we got floating text bubbles integrated into the scenes, as if we were inside Sherlock’s mind. It was immersive. Revolutionary, even.
And let’s not forget the editing. Fast cuts, mind-palace montages, deduction sequences overlaid with graphics—it all became part of Sherlock’s psyche and made the viewer feel like we were Sherlock. Or at least desperately wanted to be.
ENGLAND : A photograph of Frances ‘Alice’ Griffiths (1907-1986) taken by her cousin Elsie ‘Iris’ Wright (1901-1988), using her father Arthur’s Midg quarter-plate camera, the first in the ‘Cottingley Fairies’ series. Frances, posed in the family garden, stares into the camera past dancing fairies, one of whom plays a pipe. A small waterfall tumbles into a ‘beck’, (dialect for ?stream?), beyond. The fairies were actually drawings by Elsie, secured in the ground with hat pins. It was a secret the girls decided to keep until the 1980s – once they realised the extent of the deception – to protect the public reputations of those who believed in the ‘truth’ of the images. Alice was probably the name given to Frances by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle (1859-1930) in an attempt to conceal the girls’ identities when he published the photographs. (Photo by SSPL/Getty Images)
Doyle’s Ghost: Spiritualism, Fairies & the Man Behind the Myth
Here’s the delicious irony: while Sherlock was dragging modern audiences into a sleek, tech-filled London, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle himself was gallivanting around England defending the existence of fairies. Yes, seriously.
Doyle was a devout spiritualist. He believed in ghosts, seances, spirit photography, and famously endorsed the Cottingley Fairies hoax. While the rational Sherlock Holmes would’ve rolled his eyes into the next century, Doyle doubled down on the supernatural until his death.
His book The Coming of the Fairiesis equal parts charming and bananas, and his defense of spirit photography (The Case for Spirit Photography) is pure Victorian woo. It’s fascinating when you realize the man who gave us the world’s most logical detective was fully convinced in life after death—and tiny winged girls captured on grainy film.
That contrast? It makes Sherlock (the show) even more interesting, as it lives in the tension between logic and emotion, science and instinct, genius and madness.
The Chemistry That Carried It
Benedict Cumberbatch and Martin Freeman have the kind of chemistry you can’t fake—or write. Their Sherlock and Watson dynamic was electric from the jump. Flawed, fallible, co-dependent in the most British way possible.
And then there’s Mycroft. What starts as a background bureaucrat becomes one of the most layered and compelling characters in the whole series, thanks to Gatiss’s performance and the writers trusting him with complexity.
But the show’s ace in the hole? Andrew Scott’s Jim Moriarty. That man didn’t play a villain—he orchestrated one. The voice shifts. The unnerving charm. The barely-contained chaos. He’s a villain you hate to love and love to fear. He and Cumberbatch together? Unhinged brilliance.
Season-by-Season Breakdown
Season 1 – A Study in Reinvention
Episode 1: “A Study in Pink”
This is where the obsession started. “A Study in Pink” wasn’t just a reboot—it was a full-scale resurrection. The episode modernizes the original A Study in Scarlet, tossing Holmes into a world of blogs, nicotine patches, and texting in all caps. And somehow, it works. Brilliantly.
We get our first look at Cumberbatch’s Sherlock—aloof, arrogant, devastatingly clever—and Freeman’s John Watson, damaged but grounded. Their first meeting? Instantly iconic. The “Got a flatmate. Sort of.” energy is palpable. The case itself is tightly plotted, but it’s the character development that elevates it. Holmes isn’t some untouchable genius; he’s fallible. Kind of a dick. And weirdly lovable for it.
This episode set the tone for the series: modern, moody, and madly addictive.
Rating: 5/5 stars
Episode 2: “The Blind Banker”
Let’s be honest: this one’s the weakest link in Season 1. It’s still better than most crime procedurals on TV, but compared to “A Study in Pink,” it feels… flat.
The mystery revolves around a Chinese smuggling ring, coded graffiti, and some missing artifacts. There are solid action beats, and the visuals are slick—but the plot doesn’t linger in your mind. The characters feel a little static, and there’s a sense of disconnection. It’s Sherlock, but not quite peak Sherlock.
Still, even mediocre Sherlock is better than most other shows.
Rating: 3.5/5 stars
Episode 3: “The Great Game”
This is where the show takes a hard left into brilliance again. It’s Sherlock vs. a mysterious adversary who forces him into a series of timed puzzles and moral conundrums. The pacing is relentless, and it really starts to dig into the darker parts of Sherlock’s psyche.
But let’s be real—the first 75% of this episode is just foreplay. It’s the last 10 minutes that matter. Because when Moriarty finally steps out of the shadows in that swimming pool scene? Boom. Andrew Scott arrives like a chaotic storm in a cardigan, and nothing is the same after that.
Rating: 3.5/5 stars (but those last 10 minutes are a 10/5)
Season 2 – Sherlock at Its Peak
Episode 1: “A Scandal in Belgravia”
This episode isn’t just great television—it’s an entire mood. Irene Adler struts in, wrapped in power, wit, and a bedsheet, and Sherlock doesn’t know what hit him. The case is layered, sexy, political, and loaded with emotional undercurrents.
It’s smart without being smug, romantic without being soft, and utterly cinematic. The pacing is masterful, the dialogue crackles, and the whole “I AM SHERLOCKED” twist? Iconic. The chemistry between Irene and Sherlock is fire—intellectual and sexual tension on steroids.
This is the episode that made us realize Sherlock could be more than just clever—it could be art.
Rating: 5/5 stars
Episode 2: “The Hounds of Baskerville”
This one takes a bit to get going. It leans into horror, with foggy moors, genetic experiments, and trauma-induced hallucinations. A bold shift in tone, but it pays off.
The biggest win here is psychological: Sherlock experiences fear, and it throws him completely off his game. Watching him spiral is fascinating. But it’s not quite as tight or stylish as the rest of the season.
Still, it’s a worthy update to the original novella and does some solid character work.
Rating: 4/5 stars
Episode 3: “The Reichenbach Fall”
If you were on Tumblr in 2012, you remember the chaos this episode caused. Sherlock “dies,” Moriarty self-destructs, and the entire fandom combusts.
This is the Sherlock/Moriarty showdown we were promised—and it delivers. The stakes are emotional, not just intellectual. Sherlock isn’t trying to win a case; he’s trying to protect the people he loves, and it damn near breaks him.
The ending? Heartbreaking. And haunting. And it left us hanging for two years.
Rating: 5/5 stars
Season 3 – The Meta Season
Episode 1: “The Empty Hearse”
This is the fan service episode—and I say that affectionately. It’s a tribute to the fandom’s obsession with figuring out how Sherlock survived, and it gives us multiple cheeky explanations.
There’s a real warmth here. The focus shifts slightly from crime-solving to character repair—Sherlock’s return, John’s betrayal, and their very complicated bromance. It’s not as tight as past episodes, but it’s deeply satisfying.
Rating: 4/5 stars
Episode 2: “The Sign of Three”
Watson’s wedding episode. Structurally wild—basically one long best man speech intercut with cases and emotional backstory. There’s charm, humor, and a genuinely touching core.
Enter Mary. And here’s where it gets tricky. She’s… fine? But her arrival tilts the show in a new direction that doesn’t always land. Still, Sherlock’s emotional growth is on full display, and there’s a sweet sadness to it all.
Rating: 3.5/5 stars
Episode 3: “His Last Vow”
Now we’re back in business. Charles Augustus Magnussen (creepy lizard man that he is) makes for a chilling villain. The stakes are personal again, and the twists keep coming.
Mary’s dark past is revealed. Sherlock shoots a man in cold blood. The whole thing is high-stakes and emotionally charged. It’s brutal, brilliant, and sets up the next chapter in a big way.
Rating: 4/5 stars
Bonus Episode – A Gothic Detour
“The Abominable Bride”
Victorian fanfic come to life. Visually stunning, gorgeously atmospheric, and filled with callbacks to Doyle’s canon. But narratively? It’s… a lot.
It’s fun, sure. But it’s also kind of a detour that doesn’t fully pay off. Half dream, half meta, it gets a bit tangled in itself. Still, worth watching for the vibes alone.
Rating: 3.5/5 stars
Season 4 – The Descent Into Madness (In a Good Way?)
Episode 1: “The Six Thatchers”
A strong start that loses steam. Mary’s past comes back to haunt her (again), and her death dominates the episode. Her sacrifice is meant to feel noble, but it also feels… forced?
The emotional fallout is huge, but the plot feels like a holding pattern. Like it’s biding time until the next big twist.
Rating: 3/5 stars
Episode 2: “The Lying Detective”
This episode is a full-on fever dream. Sherlock is off his rocker (and off the drugs), the villain is horrifying, and the editing is absolute chaos—in a good way.
The themes of trust, addiction, and truth hit hard. It’s visceral and disturbing and cathartic. You have to pay attention, or you’ll miss something wild. The ending ties up a few nagging threads from earlier seasons.
Rating: 4/5 stars
Episode 3: “The Final Problem”
Sherlock’s sister Eurus shows up and basically drags the entire Holmes family through psychological hell. The whole episode is like a locked-room mystery written by M. Night Shyamalan during a caffeine bender.
A lot of it takes place in a creepy Victorian sanitarium, which can drag. But thematically? It’s heavy. It’s about trauma, repressed memories, forgiveness, and rewriting the past.
The final scenes are powerful. Holmes and Watson rebuilding their lives. Mycroft emotionally exposed. Eurus quietly broken. It feels like an ending… but not a final one.
Rating: 4/5 stars
Final Thoughts: Is It Really Over?
The last episode wrapped things up in a way that felt final… but not finished. There’s space for more. There’s need for more.
I want Baker Street back. I want Sherlock and Watson together again—evolved, older, wearier maybe—but with that Season 1 spark. I want to see Watson as a dad and Sherlock navigating whatever new version of reality he’s constructed post-Mary, post-Moriarty, post-mind-palace-therapy.
Sherlock was never just a detective show. It was a love letter to logic, chaos, and the mystery of being human. And if the writers want to pick that letter back up again someday? I’ll be waiting, deerstalker in hand.
Why Are People Talking About Charlie Kirk Conspiracy Theories?
This is a summary post of the podcast audio above.
Charlie Kirk might be dead. Or maybe he isn’t. Depends on which timeline you’re in. In this episode, Stephanie and I went straight into the vortex of what’s being called his assassination sifting through hexes, media spin, and psychic noise to see what’s really sitting underneath.
It started, naturally, with witchcraft.
A few weeks before Kirk’s supposed death, Jezebel published an article titledWe Paid Some Etsy Witches to Curse Charlie Kirk. It was meant as a joke, something between a puff piece and a digital hex party. The writer literally hired two or three Etsy witches to throw simple curses the kind of thing you’d expect to find on TikTok, not in a major publication. Nothing deadly, just silly stuff like “make him poop his pants” or “let everyone hate him.”
Still, the timing was strange. When Kirk was allegedly shot a few days later, the article exploded across social media. People started connecting dots that maybe weren’t supposed to connect. The Jezebel article got scrubbed, reposted, scrubbed again. Even the apology vanished. But I found it buried in the Wayback Machine.
If you’ve never used the Wayback Machine, it’s the digital ghost of the internet. Every deleted page lives there like an old curse that refuses to fade. You can’t just search the front page; you have to dig for the original link, the direct artery. Once you find that, you get every snapshot that ever existed. It’s tedious, but it’s witch work in its own right tracing lost trails through time.
The article itself was innocuous, barely a hex. Just some Etsy candle-burning and cheap symbolism wrapped in humor. But of course, once you throw Charlie Kirk’s name into anything remotely occult, the Christians lose their minds. Megyn Kelly jumped in next, calling it “the devil’s work.”
Let’s stop there for a second.
I’m not Wiccan, never have been. The whole “rule of three” whatever you send out comes back threefold has been twisted and watered down for years. Karma isn’t an even exchange. It’s energy in motion, not a math equation. A curse only holds power if you believe in it. You can throw shade, bind someone, write their name in purple twine and shove it in the freezer, but if the target doesn’t care? It bounces off. Energy requires consent.
When people like Megyn Kelly say, “this is why we don’t play with witchcraft,” I laugh. You’re not afraid of the devil you’re afraid of mirrors. Hexing isn’t summoning Satan. It’s working with the same spiritual current prayer uses. The devil is you, sweetheart.
So yeah, Jezebel “cursed” Charlie Kirk, he “died” a week later, and everyone lost their collective minds. Coincidence? Probably. But here’s where it gets strange synchronicities started stacking before it even happened.
Two days before the assassination, South Park aired an episode where Cartman literally becomes Charlie Kirk. Same look, same rhetoric, same smugness. They even titled it like a parody campaign episode. I remember watching it thinking, “I know this guy’s face, but I don’t care enough to know why.” Then Kirk “dies,” and South Park suddenly takes a three-week break. Claimed they “missed a deadline.” Maybe. Or maybe they decided to give the simulation a breather.
Creative people pick up frequencies before they become news. Call it intuition, collective consciousness, whatever. There was something building around Kirk — the energy of exposure, unraveling, collapse. Artists channel it first. Then the event lands, and everyone says, “How did you know?”
Stephanie pointed out how weird it was that his name was everywhere all of a sudden. A Jezebel curse, a South Park episode, and then an assassination within the same week. You can’t script that kind of timing. Unless the script was already written.
For context, if you somehow avoided knowing who Charlie Kirk is, he’s a white nationalist influencer who founded Turning Point USA at eighteen a political nonprofit that somehow manages to make billions. He built a brand preaching “traditional values” to young Christian men while helping to prop up Trump’s mythos as America’s chosen savior. Think youth pastor energy but fascist.
That’s where Stephanie and I started spiraling not on whether he deserved the hex, but on how much energy was already orbiting him. When you get that big, that loud, that polarizing, you become a lightning rod for collective projection. You’re not a person anymore; you’re an egregore.
So when he dies (or doesn’t), what’s actually dying? The man? The myth? Or the energetic structure everyone built around him?fter the Jezebel curse talk came the predictable wave of Christian outrage. Erica Kirk, Charlie’s wife, said she was “so rattled” by the witchcraft article that she called a Catholic priest to come bless the house. But the details didn’t add up. How did they even see the article that fast? Who in their audience reads Jezebel?
That’s when the whole thing started smelling like performance.
Megyn Kelly called it “the devil’s work,” and Erica said they prayed over it, reversed the curse, and didn’t even really believe in witchcraft — but they were still deeply offended by it. Which, cool, you can’t have it both ways. Either it’s real and you’re protected, or it’s fake and irrelevant. Pick a lane.
The irony is that prayer is literally a reversal spell. The same energy, different branding. They just renamed it to make themselves feel holy.
Maybe it’s all of it.
I brought up the question we were both thinking: was this all just weird coincidence, or were people already picking up on Kirk’s energy before it happened? Because between the South Park episode, the Jezebel curse, and a psychic YouTuber predicting a political assassination that same week, the synchronicities were stacking hard.
The YouTuber in question had done a reading on Trump’s chart and said, “If something happens, it’s going to happen in September.” She thought she was talking about Trump or J.D. Vance. But maybe she was tuning into the same energetic field just mislabeling the target.
Energy doesn’t care about names. It moves through archetypes.
So what if all these people writers, comedians, witches, intuitives were picking up on the same psychic event before it landed in physical reality? What if Charlie Kirk’s death was already echoing through the collective?
Stephanie pointed out that timelines aren’t linear, which means art and prophecy bleed into each other. You can sense the tremor before it hits the surface.
The point wasn’t whether the hex worked. It was that the collective narrative already had enough charge to manifest something.
And when the “something” happened, everyone needed a villain.
That’s where the witch hunt came back in. Megyn Kelly, Erica Kirk, and the Christian-right media took the hex story and turned it into fuel for their ongoing war on women — specifically, women with agency, intuition, and power.
Because witchcraft, at its core, is about reclamation. It’s women deciding they don’t need a priest or a husband to access divinity. It’s rebellion dressed as ritual. That’s why it scares them.
The hypocrisy is that Erica Kirk, the supposed “traditional wife,” was never traditional at all. She built a career as a model, worked Trump’s pageants, and now runs a multimillion-dollar organization while preaching submission. She’s playing a role the Virgin Mary rebranded for Instagram. White dress, blonde hair, perfect lighting, crocodile tears. It’s all marketing.
Stephanie and I couldn’t stop laughing about it because it’s so performative. The “mourning wife in white” wasn’t grief; it was branding. And that’s what this whole saga feels like — an image campaign.
They’re not mourning a man. They’re manufacturing a martyr.
Tradwife culture isn’t about tradition; it’s about control. It’s about putting women back in the box while pretending it’s a choice. It’s soft patriarchy wrapped in gold foil.
And Erica Kirk is the poster child for it.
The irony is, she’s out here telling women to stay home and raise children while she’s on stage in full glam, running a company, and monetizing the death of her husband. If that’s “biblical femininity,” then Eve’s out there rolling her eyes.
Stephanie said it best: “June Cleaver was an actress.” That 1950s ideal everyone worships? Completely fake. The women who sell it now are just repeating the performance but with better filters.
Once you strip away the theatrics, what you’re left with is the footage the part no one seems to agree on.
According to the “official” story, Charlie Kirk was shot during an outdoor event. The video shows him on stage, mid-sentence, when something hits. He jerks, blood spurts, and then he collapses. But even that felt… off.
I watched the footage a few times. The timing didn’t make sense. You see the hit first his body reacts and only a second later, the blood appears. There’s a delay that doesn’t feel natural. I’m not an expert on ballistics or hunting, but it read as weirdly staged. Like the physics didn’t line up.
Normally, something like that would be wiped from the internet within hours. Graphic content like this doesn’t linger. But for some reason, the clip stayed up. People were posting it, remixing it, analyzing it frame by frame. TikTok, X, Telegram all of it saturated.
And that’s the part that didn’t make sense to me. When something truly sensitive hits the web like a real assassination the platforms all work together to scrub it. That’s part of the cross-platform agreement no one talks about publicly. But this one stayed.
So was it oversight, or permission?
Stephanie pointed out that when something triggers a single platform, the others usually auto-purge it too. It’s not a conspiracy theory it’s standard moderation protocol. So why was this clip immune?
Then there was the shooter. Supposedly a young man named Tyler Robinson. Depending on which outlet you read, he was either a lone wolf, a trans-rights extremist, or a gamer turned terrorist. The narrative changed every few hours.
One report said he wrote memes and gamer phrases on the bullets like “based” and “NPC.” That alone tells you how ridiculous this got. The media cherry-picked his online history to shape a villain that fit every bias at once.
If it was real, it was intentional. If it wasn’t, it was scripted.
The details were messy. The bullet, they said, entered the back of Kirk’s neck and lodged in his spine. Which might explain the delayed blood, or not. Stephanie’s husband hunts, so I asked her what he thought. He said, yeah, from a certain distance that could happen. It’s rare, but not impossible. So maybe it was real. Maybe the physics check out.
But even if it was, why did the story evolve so fast? Why did every news cycle twist it into something new?
Within hours, the “trans shooter” angle took over another culture war weapon to throw on the pile. Then came the political infighting. Then Candace Owens entered the chat.
Candace dropped a full episode about it, claiming the official timeline made no sense. She didn’t accuse anyone outright, but she planted the seed that the whole thing felt staged — or at least cleaned up after the fact. She even asked her listeners to send her information to piece it together.
And that’s when the conspiracy web really started tightening.
Candace had history with Kirk. She used to work with Turning Point. She wasn’t just another pundit; she was part of the machine. So when she broke ranks to question his death, that raised flags.
Stephanie said Candace’s tone wasn’t grief it was exposure. Like she was more upset about the cover-up than the death itself. Meanwhile, Erica Kirk was busy doing performative sainthood in white lace, smiling through press conferences.
So we started to wonder what if Candace was being used to steer the narrative? A controlled opposition, dropped into the chaos to shape what people believed.
Her husband’s tied into British government networks. Tucker Carlson was suddenly echoing her talking points about media control, 9/11, and Israel. It started to feel like a coordinated awareness campaign, not a coincidence.
I’ve seen this pattern before. You take something shocking, break it into pieces, hand those fragments to the influencers your side trusts, and let them rebuild it into whatever version benefits your agenda. The truth becomes irrelevant. The energy is what matters.
When Tucker Carlson started questioning Israel at the same time Candace was hinting at foul play, the pattern was complete. Two major right-wing figures planting the same kind of seeds at the same time both after a highly publicized death.
And then we hit the real question.
Was Charlie Kirk’s death even real?
Because every time we chased the trail, it split again. Some people said he was shot. Some said it was a blood capsule. Some said it was a setup to martyr him for political gain. And then came the weirdest theory yet that he’s not dead at all.
Once the dust from the shooting settled, the narrative shifted again. This time, everything pointed toward Israel.
Candace Owens and Tucker Carlson both started hinting that Charlie Kirk had been under “tremendous pressure” from donors to stop criticizing the Israeli government. He had been questioning the war in Gaza, calling out what looked like genocide, and that didn’t play well with the conservative Christian power brokers bankrolling his empire.
According to Candace, the pushback was immediate and heavy. Kirk’s organization Turning Point USA had deep ties to Christian nationalist movements like the Seven Mountains Mandate. If you’re not familiar, that’s the ideology that says Christians are called to take control of seven key areas of society: government, religion, family, business, education, media, and entertainment. Basically, they want a theocracy with better branding.
So when Charlie Kirk started drifting off script questioning Israel, pushing back on the narrative he became a liability. He was part of the machine, and then suddenly he wasn’t. And in these movements, dissent doesn’t go unpunished.
I asked the obvious question: why would they turn on their golden boy? If he was helping push the same theocratic agenda, why eliminate him? Stephanie reminded me that in their mythology, Israel isn’t just a political ally it’s prophecy. The entire rapture narrative depends on Israel’s survival.
That’s when it clicked.
The end-times cult logic goes like this: before Jesus can return, Israel has to fulfill its divine destiny. Every war, every act of violence, every conflict in that region becomes proof of prophecy. The more chaos, the closer the second coming. So when people like Kirk start questioning Israel’s righteousness, they’re threatening not just money or politics — but the narrative itself.
They can’t have their own people breaking the spell.
Which made us wonder was this all theater? A ritual sacrifice to reinforce belief?
Because the timing, again, was eerie. Kirk questions Israel, dies days later, and then every major Christian pundit gets on air to defend Israel’s holiness. If this were a movie, you’d say the symbolism was too on-the-nose.
At that point, I pulled out my tarot deck. Not to prove anything, but to see what the energy around all of this actually felt like.
The cards were messy.
The reading didn’t tell me if Charlie Kirk was dead. It told me that the story we’re being fed is a shapeshifter. That every version of events is designed to bend public focus in a specific direction away from whatever actually happened.
It’s energy control. Narrative magic. Propaganda as spellwork.
Stephanie pointed out that even if Kirk is dead, the story has already become something else a myth weaponized for politics. His death (or performance of death) turned into an emotional anchor, something to rally the faithful. Whether by bullet or branding strategy, it worked.
And that’s what the cards kept whispering: It’s not about the event. It’s about the energy it created.
By the end of the reading, I didn’t feel closure. I felt distortion like the whole thing was built to keep people oscillating between belief and disbelief forever. Which is how control works. Keep them questioning reality just enough to make them cling to your version of it.
When you step back, it’s not even about one man. It’s about how we’re trained to worship narrative over fact. To treat media as gospel and doubt our own intuition.
So maybe the real question isn’t whether Charlie Kirk is dead. Maybe it’s whether we’re still alive enough to tell the difference between theater and reality.
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I have walked the murder site, recorded every psychic hit in real time, and chased every lead that crossed my path. I have read court documents, sifted through old news clippings, and replayed the Estes sessions until the voices felt like they were speaking straight into my bones.
The West Memphis Three story is more than a murder investigation. It is a portrait of small-town fear, a study in how a community can build a monster out of kids in black shirts while the real killer stands in plain sight. It is a reminder that justice can be buried for decades under rumor, panic, and willful blindness.
Along the way I have shared my own connection to this case: the parallels to my teenage years, the psychic impressions that came fast and hard, the unsettling sense that the land itself still remembers. I have traced every step from the night of the murders through the trials, the false confessions, the decades of appeals, and the long fight for freedom.
We will start with the current events and then move through the details of the case, including a full timeline, before diving into the psychic investigation and my own conclusions.
A Chronicle of the DNA Testing So Far
Before the current round of testing began in 2025, the case had already gone through several key forensic updates that reshaped the narrative.
2007: First Major DNA Review In 2007 the evidence from the original investigation was retested using more advanced mitochondrial DNA methods. The results were striking. A hair found in one of the shoelace knots used to bind Michael Moore was not a match for Damien Echols, Jason Baldwin, or Jessie Misskelley. Instead it was consistent with the mitochondrial DNA of Terry Hobbs, the stepfather of victim Stevie Branch. Another hair recovered near the scene matched the profile of David Jacoby, a friend of Hobbs who was reportedly with him the night the boys disappeared. These findings ruled out all three teenagers and placed attention on people close to the victims.
2011: Plea Deal and Release Despite the new DNA evidence, Arkansas prosecutors did not reopen the case. In August 2011 the West Memphis Three entered Alford pleas, maintaining their innocence while acknowledging that the state had enough evidence to convict, and were released after eighteen years in prison. The hair evidence remained untested beyond the initial 2007 work.
2024: Supreme Court Ruling for New Testing Efforts to revisit the forensic evidence continued. On April 18, 2024, the Arkansas Supreme Court ruled that new DNA testing could move forward on a broader set of crime scene items, including the ligatures, clothing, and additional hair samples. This decision overturned previous denials and set the stage for a fresh look at the evidence with the latest technology.
2025: Preparing for the Next Phase In August 2025 a judge authorized the new round of testing, ordering that the shoelaces, ligature hairs, and other critical items be sent to modern forensic labs for analysis. This testing is now underway and represents the most comprehensive examination of the physical evidence since the murders.
These steps from the 2007 retesting to the 2011 Alford pleas, the 2024 Supreme Court decision, and the 2025 court order form the backbone of the forensic record to date. They show a clear shift away from the original suspects and open the door for the newest DNA work to either confirm or challenge everything we thought we knew about the case.
Arkansas Supreme Court Clears New DNA Testing in West Memphis Three Case
After three decades of legal quiet, a judge in Crittenden County, Arkansas, gave the green light on August 1, 2025, to dig into the “mysterious box of evidence” in the West Memphis Three case. That means the shoelaces used to bind the three murdered boys are getting re-tested with modern DNA tech specifically M-Vac, which vacuums skin cells from fibers.
“We appreciate the (Arkansas Supreme Court) giving this ruling and hope we can now once and for all solve this case, clear our names and find the person responsible for carrying out these horrendous crimes,” Echols said in a statement. “This is monumental.”
Dan Stidham Finally Spills in His New Book
The former defense attorney for Jessie Misskelley Jr. has finally dropped his tell-all A Harvest of Innocenceand it lands like a punch to the gut.
This is not a dry recap of the West Memphis Three case. Stidham has been sitting on information he says he could not share in the past because it might have put people in danger. Now he is a judge and free to speak. The book opens with a blunt line: “The killer is alive today. I am sure of it.”
The book covers the toll the case took on him personally. He writes about years of nightmares, anxiety, and public hostility. He revisits the 2007 partial DNA match to Terry Hobbs, stepfather of one of the victims. That lead was never pursued to formal charges.
Stidham believes new M-Vac technology could finally pull genetic material from the original items in the case. He calls this the best opportunity in decades to identify the real killer or clear the lingering suspicion around the convicted men.
For Stidham, the process of writing A Harvest of Innocence was also an act of release. After finishing the book, he says it was the first time in decades he could sleep through the night.
The Murders in Robin Hood Hills.
This is a rewritten chapter from my book Eerie Arkansas.
In 1993, three teenagers from West Memphis were accused and later convicted of killing three eight-year-old boys in what police called a satanic ritual. The accusation was unsubstantiated. The evidence was weak. The convictions eventually collapsed.
On May 5, 1993, Michael Moore, Steve Branch, and Christopher Byers were reported missing around 7 p.m. by John Mark Byers, Christopher’s adoptive father. Search teams focused on the Robin Hood Hills area, where the boys had last been seen. The next afternoon, parole officer Steve Jones spotted a single black shoe floating in a muddy creek. Minutes later, the bodies were found naked, hogtied with their own shoelaces, and their clothing tangled in branches. Two pairs of underwear were never recovered.
Police initially said the boys had been beaten and sexually assaulted based on injuries to Christopher Byers. The other two victims had no genital injuries. Autopsies showed Moore and Branch drowned, while Byers died from multiple injuries.
From Left to Right: Stevie Branch, Michael Moore and Christopher Byers
The Victim
Steve Edward Branch Eight years old, blond hair, 4’2″, 64 pounds. An honor student who lived with his mother, Pam, and stepfather, Terry Hobbs, one of the last people to see the boys alive. Last seen in a white T-shirt and blue jeans, riding a black-and-white bicycle.
James Michael Moore Eight years old, 4’5″, 55 pounds, brown hair. Considered the leader of the trio. Known for wearing his Boy Scout uniform everywhere. Lived with his parents, Todd and Dana, and his older sister. Last seen in full uniform, riding his green bike.
Christopher Michael Byers Eight years old, light brown hair, 4’0″, 55 pounds. Believed in Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny. Lived with his mother, Melissa, and adoptive father, John Mark Byers. Last seen in a white long-sleeved shirt, blue jeans, and dark shoes. He was on foot.
Damien Echols 1993
Jason Baldwin 1993
Jessie Misskelley Jr. 1993
The Accused
Damien Echols Eighteen, self-proclaimed Wiccan, with a record for vandalism, burglary, and shoplifting. Wore black clothing, listened to heavy metal, and read Stephen King novels. His probation officer believed he led a local satanic cult. Echols had dropped out of school, spent time in a mental institution, and was living with his parents in a trailer park.
Jason Baldwin Sixteen, good student, gifted artist encouraged to study graphic design. Minor trouble with the law, mostly with Echols. Lived in the Lakeshore neighborhood.
Jessie Misskelley Jr. Seventeen, low IQ, quick temper, poor school performance. Not close friends with Echols and Baldwin but knew them. Known for starting fights. Dropped out of high school and lived in Highland Trailer Park.
The Timeline
May 5, 1993: The Day the Three Boys Go Missing
2:55 p.m.: School ends at Weaver Elementary. 3:01 p.m.: Michael Moore walks home and meets his sister, Dawn. 3:08 p.m.: Steve Branch walks home with his mom and his sister, Amanda. 3:11 p.m.: Christopher Byers is supposed to be home. 3:18 p.m.: Michael changes into his Boy Scout uniform. 3:28 p.m.: Michael goes to Steve’s house to play. 3:33 p.m.: Steve and Michael leave on their bikes. 3:44 p.m.: Christopher goes to Steve’s house and watches The Muppet Show with Amanda. 3:51 p.m.: Michael and Steve play in the southeast part of the neighborhood. 4:02 p.m.: Christopher goes to look for Michael and Steve. 4:07 p.m.: The three boys meet on South McCauley. 4:18 p.m.: The boys are seen in Jamie Clark Ballard’s backyard. 4:30 p.m.: The boys are seen on Barton Street with another neighborhood boy. 4:31 p.m.: Christopher heads home and climbs in through a window. 4:32 p.m.: Narleen Hollingsworth almost hits two boys with her car. 4:36 p.m.: Michael goes home to look for Christopher. 4:43 p.m.: Michael and Christopher are seen on Wilson, playing. 4:48 p.m.: Steve arrives home late. He was due at 4:30 p.m. 4:55 p.m.: Michael goes to Tray’s house. 5:03 p.m.: Christopher skateboards with his neighbor, Lakeisha. 5:10 p.m.: Steve is likely at home. 5:14 p.m.: Michael is on Holiday Drive with the fourth boy from earlier. 5:20 p.m.: Christopher is picked up by his father and taken home. 5:30 p.m.: Christopher is punished and told to clean the carport. 5:36 p.m.: Michael is seen playing near the woods. 5:43 p.m.: Michael and the fourth boy talk to Alan Bailey Jr. 5:50 p.m.: Michael goes to find Christopher. 5:56 p.m.: Michael and Steve find each other on Wilson. 6:00 p.m.: The boys are seen on Fourteenth Street, headed toward Goodwin. 6:02 p.m.: Christopher and Bobby Posey walk to Carlos’s house. 6:07 p.m.: Michael and Steve play near the entrance to the woods. 6:11 p.m.: Christopher goes to Carlos’s and learns everyone is on Goodwin. 6:17 p.m.: Christopher heads toward Goodwin to find his friends. 6:20 p.m.: Dana Moore sees all three boys together. 6:22 p.m.: All three boys are in Devil’s Den. 6:30 p.m.: The boys cross the pipe bridge. 8:00 p.m.: John Mark Byers calls police to report his son missing. 8:30 p.m.: Byers searches the woods for the boys. 9:00 p.m.: Dana Moore and Pam Hobbs call police to report the boys missing. Between 9:30 and 10:00 p.m.: Narleen Hollingsworth tells police she saw Damien Echols and another boy near the Blue Beacon, on the edge of Robin Hood Hills.
Crime Scene at Robin Wood Hills. Note the red flags.
The Murder
May 6, 1993
From 1:00 a.m. to 5:00 a.m.: Medical examiner Dr. Frank Peretti later says the murders likely took place during this window.
May 6, 1993
6:00 a.m.: Chief Inspector Gary Gitchell announces the boys are missing and that search efforts will continue. 1:45 p.m.: Officers find a body in Robin Hood Hills. Three bodies are recovered. 4:00 p.m.: The coroner arrives and declares all three boys dead. They were in a ditch about 150 yards from the Blue Beacon Truck Wash under about two and a half feet of water.
The Autopsies
Trigger Warning: The original wording is clinical and graphic. This is a condensed summary. It still describes injuries. So, if you are sensitive to this kind of content then skp this part and move on to the rest of the article.
Christopher Michael Byers
Cause of death: multiple injuries. Manner of death: homicide. Carbamazepine was present in his system, a drug used for epilepsy, nerve pain, and bipolar disorder. No blood or semen was found in his mouth or anus.
Byers’s body arrived nude. His hands were bound to his feet in a hogtie with shoelaces. Right wrist to right ankle with a black lace. Left wrist to left ankle with a white lace. His head was blood-soiled. His body had dried mud, leaves, and debris.
He had scrapes and bruises on the right ear. Abrasions on the right eyebrow, left eyelid, left ear, nose, and lips. Bite marks on both cheeks. A laceration on the top left scalp with soft tissue hemorrhage. Multiple fractures at the base of the skull.
His anal orifice was dilated. The penis, scrotum, and testes were missing. There were abrasions and contusions on both buttocks. Bruising on both legs and parts of the lower back. Wrists and ankles showed yellowed bruising from bindings.
Cause of death: multiple injuries with drowning. Manner of death: homicide. No drugs were present. Head blood-soiled. Dried mud and debris on the body. Wrists bound to ankles in a hogtie with black shoelaces.
There were scrapes on the nose. Swollen contusions on the left cheek and lips. An egg-shaped swollen bruise with smaller lacerations on the front right side of the head. Another egg-shaped bruise behind the right ear. Smaller scratches on the lower face and jaw. Multiple bite wounds on the tip of the tongue.
He had multiple skull fractures. The right side of the brain was swollen from hemorrhage. Scratches and bruising on the right neck, shoulder, and chest. Scratches on the left neck and left abdomen.
The penis had no injuries. The anal orifice was dilated, with no internal injury found. The scrotum and testes were intact with no injuries. An egg-shaped bruise was on the left knee. Purple bruising marked ankles and wrists from bindings. Scrapes and abrasions were on the back and buttocks.
There was evidence of drowning. About two milliliters of water in the sinus cavity. Hemorrhaging in the throat and chest. Lungs were swollen with frothy fluid.
Cause of death: multiple injuries with drowning. Manner of death: homicide. No drugs were present. Body covered in leaves, mud, and debris. Blond hair with blood in it. Genitals were intact. Body arrived nude. Hands were bound to feet in a hogtie. Right wrist to right ankle with a black lace. Left wrist to left ankle with a white lace.
There were scratches and abrasions on the right ear, over the right eye, and down the right cheek. Lips and gums were bruised and swollen. A dome-shaped cut was on the left eyebrow with scrapes and bruises down the side of the face.
A large swollen abrasion with overlying scratches was on the left scalp. Fractures were at the neck and base of the skull, radiating from the left side. Scratches were found on the chest and lower left leg.
The lungs were swollen and filled with a bloody, frothy liquid. The sinuses held a bloody water-like fluid. Wrists and ankles were swollen and yellowed from bindings. No sperm or sexual fluid was present on the body or in any orifice.
Juvenile officer Steve Jones and Lieutenant Sudbury question Damien Echols about the deaths. They take no notes.
May 8, 1993
Detective Bill Durham and Investigator Shane Griffith question Damien Echols and Jason Baldwin. Both say they have never heard of the murdered children.
May 10, 1993
Lieutenant Sudbury and Detective Bryn Ridge interview Damien Echols without a lawyer. He takes a polygraph. According to Ridge’s notes, Durham reported that Damien was untruthful and that the polygraph indicated involvement.
May 12, 1993
Police interview Pam Echols. She says Damien was at home the night of the murders, on the phone with two girls from school.
May 19, 1993
Vicki Hutchinson, a neighbor of Jessie Misskelley, claims she went with Echols and Misskelley to an esbat in Marion, Arkansas. She says Echols drove. She describes ten other people dressed in black with faces and arms painted black. She claims the gathering turned sexual. She says Echols drove her home afterward.
May 27, 1993
Police interview Vicki Hutchinson again. She says Echols and Misskelley are involved in cult activity. Her son, Aaron, tells police he often played in Robin Hood Hills with the murdered boys. He claims to have seen five boys in the woods singing to the Devil and doing adult sexual acts.
June 2, 1993
Hutchinson takes a polygraph. Police say she is truthful.
June 3, 1993
Police interview Jessie Misskelley under false pretenses. They mention a $35,000 reward for information. Misskelley denies involvement in the murders and denies ritual activity. After hours of harsh questioning, he changes his story. He begins to tell police what they want to hear. His account has major errors, including stating the murders happened during the day when they happened in the evening. Police steer him to match case details, then record his confession. Original transcript: https://www.dpdlaw.com/jessie-misskelley-jr-confession/
June 3, 1993, 9:00 p.m.
Police obtain search warrants for the homes of Damien, Jason, and Jessie.
June 3, 1993, 10:30 p.m.
Damien, Jason, and Jessie are arrested and charged with three counts of capital murder.
Satanic Panic
The Satanic Panic was not a brief moral flare-up. It was a sustained campaign of fear, amplified by television, talk shows, and police training seminars. It criminalized people based on aesthetic, religion, and rumor, and it created investigative standards built on suggestion instead of fact.
Between the early 1980s and the mid-1990s, thousands of claims of “satanic ritual abuse” were investigated across North America. Most were unfounded. The structure was always the same: a child’s story, coaxed or implanted through suggestive therapy, was treated as absolute proof. Accusations became convictions in the court of public opinion long before a trial began.
Alright, folks, buckle up for a wild ride through the twisted origins of Satanic Panic and its unsettling resurrection in today’s world. In Part 1, we’re dissecting the hysteria that gripped the 80s and how it’s managed to slither its way into the present day through QAnon, the Trump presidency, and beyond.
In 1980, Michelle Remembers was published. Michelle Smith and her psychiatrist, Dr. Lawrence Pazder, claimed she had been abused by a satanic cult as a child. These memories were “recovered” through extensive regression therapy sessions.
The accounts were dramatic. Human sacrifice. Murder of infants. Rituals involving the Pope. The book was a bestseller. Pazder and Smith toured the country and appeared on major talk shows. They presented their case as fact and positioned themselves as experts in identifying and combating ritual abuse. Pazder went on to advise police departments and consult on investigations.
Later fact-checking found no evidence to support any of the book’s claims. Dates did not match documented events. People named in the book were proven to be elsewhere at the time. No physical evidence connected to any described ritual was ever produced. The book is now regarded as fictional, but at the time it was treated as a manual.
Barbara Snow
Barbara Snow, a therapist in Utah, adopted a similar approach. She conducted interviews with children in which initial denials were met with repeated questioning, leading prompts, and positive reinforcement when the child gave a story that matched her expectations. Over time, children produced increasingly elaborate accounts involving witches, blood rituals, and sexual abuse.
These statements were not spontaneous disclosures. They were products of repeated, guided sessions in which the interviewer had already decided what the “truth” would be. The resulting “testimony” entered legal cases as if it were factual eyewitness evidence.
Grab your favorite beverage and settle in as we journey back to the wild and paranoid days of the 1980s Satanic Panic. We’re talking over 12,000 cases of alleged satanic sexual ritual abuse—completely unsubstantiated, of course. The McMartin trial? Oh, you bet we’re diving into that circus.
The McMartin Preschool case began in 1983 when a mother reported her son was being abused by a teacher. The physical symptom cited was difficulty with bowel movements. Medical examinations found no physical signs of abuse. The mother was later diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia.
Despite the lack of physical evidence, the accusation led to one of the most expensive and longest criminal trials in U.S. history. Over 350 children were interviewed. Many alleged acts included underground tunnels, animal sacrifice, and trips in hot air balloons to undisclosed locations for ritual abuse. Actor Chuck Norris was named in some accounts as a participant.
Only 41 children testified. The interview techniques used by investigators were later discredited for being highly suggestive. In recorded sessions, children appeared confused, contradicted themselves, and at times seemed to be guessing at answers to please the adults questioning them.
The trial lasted seven years and cost $15 million. It ended with no convictions. All charges were dropped.
From Satanic Panic to QAnon
The themes of the Satanic Panic did not disappear. They adapted. Allegations of secret cabals abusing children migrated from preschool basements to online forums. QAnon recycled familiar elements: hidden tunnels, elite figures engaging in ritual abuse, and a small group of “truth-tellers” claiming exclusive knowledge.
Instead of paperback memoirs and daytime talk shows, the new conspiracy culture uses social media platforms, livestreamed “testimony,” and influencer marketing. The pattern is the same.
Children are positioned as the ultimate victims.
The accused are described as powerful, unreachable figures.
Believers are told they are part of a select group who “see the truth.”
The structure fosters fear and reinforces a savior mentality in the audience.
The Trial
une 4, 1993
Authorities hold a press conference and announce they have arrested the killers. They say they are confident.
June 7, 1993
The three defendants are assigned lawyers.
June 9, 1993
Eight-year-old Aaron Hutchinson is interviewed. He says he saw the three boys being killed.
August 4, 1993
Pretrial hearing. Damien and Jason will be tried together. Jessie will be tried separately. Judge David Burnett rules that Jessie’s confession tape can be heard at all trials. All three will be tried as adults.
September 1993
The prosecution interviews families of the defendants and other witnesses under oath.
November 10, 1993
Judge Burnett schedules Jessie’s trial first in January. Damien and Jason will be tried in February.
November 17, 1993
Police hire divers to search the lake behind Damien and Jason’s trailer park. A nine-inch serrated blade is found behind Jason’s trailer.
December 30, 1993
The defense interviews the Hutchinsons’ neighbors. They say Aaron was playing in the trailer park the day of the murders. He was not near Robin Hood Hills. He could not have witnessed the killings.
January 18, 1994
Jury selection begins for Jessie’s trial.
January 26, 1994
John Mark Byers is interviewed about a knife that has blood from Christopher and himself on it.
February 5, 1994
Jessie Misskelley is convicted of one count of first-degree murder and two counts of second-degree murder. He is sentenced to forty years and sent to a facility in Pine Bluff, Arkansas.
February 17, 1994
Jessie is pressured to testify in Damien and Jason’s trial. He makes a statement under oath accusing them.
February 18, 1994
Jessie withdraws and decides he will not testify.
February 19, 1994
Jury selection begins for Damien and Jason’s trial.
The jury finds both guilty on three counts of capital murder.
March 21, 1994
Sentencing. Jason receives life in prison. Damien is sentenced to death, scheduled for May 5, 1994. Jason is sent to Pine Bluff. Damien is sent to death row in Arkansas.
May 1994
All three file appeals.
February 19, 1996
The Arkansas Supreme Court upholds Jessie’s conviction.
1996
The HBO documentary Paradise Lost: The Child Murders at Robin Hood Hills premieres. The website wm3.org launches. A movement to free Damien, Jason, and Jessie begins.
December 23, 1996
The Arkansas Supreme Court upholds Damien and Jason’s convictions.
June 17, 1999
Judge Burnett denies Damien’s petition for a new trial.
December 1999
Damien marries Lorri Davis in a Buddhist ceremony in prison.
March 2000
Paradise Lost 2: Revelations premieres. The film raises questions about whether John Mark Byers could be the killer.
February 2001
Damien’s attorney files a petition for a writ of error coram nobis with the Arkansas Supreme Court, arguing Damien should not have been tried in 1994 due to his mental state.
April 2001
The Arkansas Supreme Court rules in Damien’s favor and sends the petition back to Judge Burnett for consideration.
2002
Devil’s Knot: The True Story of the West Memphis Three by Mara Leveritt is published.
October 2003
Vicki Hutchinson recants in an Arkansas Times interview. She says she lied. She says police told her she could lose her son if she did not give them satanic stories about Damien, Jason, and Jessie.
2007
DNA evidence is tested. No DNA from Damien, Jason, or Jessie is found on items from the crime scene. A hair found in a shoelace knot is consistent with Terry Hobbs.
July 2008
Evidence shows the jury foreman in Damien and Jason’s trial discussed the case with an attorney before deliberations and pushed for conviction.
September 10, 2008
Judge Burnett denies a new trial, saying the DNA evidence is inconclusive.
November 4, 2010
Based on the DNA record, the Arkansas Supreme Court orders the lower court to grant a new trial or exonerate the defendants.
August 19, 2011
Damien, Jason, and Jessie are released from prison under an Alford Plea. They maintain innocence while acknowledging the state had enough evidence to take the case to a jury.
2012
The documentary West of Memphis premieres.
In the years since their release, the case has stayed alive through a steady stream of appeals, legal motions, and Freedom of Information requests aimed at overturning their convictions outright. Damien Echols has been the most public, writing books about his time on death row, touring for speaking engagements, and continuing to push for new DNA testing on remaining evidence. Jason Baldwin co-founded an organization dedicated to wrongful conviction cases and has kept a lower profile, focusing on advocacy work. Jessie Misskelley has largely withdrawn from public view, occasionally giving interviews but living quietly in Arkansas. Despite continued legal efforts, no court has vacated their convictions, and the Alford Plea remains in place. For supporters, the fight has shifted from freeing them to clearing their names entirely.
Ready for a deep dive into one of the most infamous and heartbreaking cases of wrongful accusation? This episode unpacks the story of the West Memphis Three—teenagers from West Memphis, Arkansas, who were wrongfully accused of killing three boys in a so-called ritualistic murder.
I Got Art Class. They Got Prison.Why This Case Haunts Me.
This part of the blog post is based off of the podcast above.
I live in Arkansas but I’m from Southern California.. I’m gonna give a little bit of background about me and why this case is very personal. Then I’m going to get the psychic and paranormal. Cuz that’s what I do…
Putting together the podcast and writing about this had been hard for me. I have researched this case so much. Not just for my podcast but also for my book: Eerie Arkansas.
When I did the podcast, I sat on the information for two months because I’m like, how do I incorporate the psychic part of me into this without fucking up this case? I think this case is really important to talk about and from a completely different angle and not just about who did it.
I am the same age as Damien Echols. I think we’re a few months apart. I’m born in February of 1974, and he was born in December of 1974. We come from the same GenX mold and the same kind of shitty background. This is something that chills me to this day. We were not the same but we were similar enough for it to wonder what my life would have been like if I weren’t somewhat protected by own misguided choices.
The murders happened in May 1993. I had just graduated high school in June of 1992. I’d had a really hard time with high school. I don’t understand why people say that high school is, ” the best years of your life.” Fuck right off with that. High school was a major fucking problem for me.
I was super highly creative, but I was also a goth kid slash punk kid. I dyed my hair a lot of different colors. I was definitely an outsider.
I went to a remedial school for a really long time because I didn’t do well in regular high school. This was my choice. I was called into the principal’s office one time for my big mouth and choice in black clothing. I told him that I wanted out of his stupid school and to send me somewhere else. He put me in the remedial high school as punishment.
But I felt really comfortable there because I was with all these people that just didn’t quite fit in. And I’m like, finally, I fit in somewhere.
I had a history teacher who was allegedly wealthy, and he lived up on a hill. He had a disease where he couldn’t be out in sunlight very long. We called him our vampire teacher, and he was so cool. He had relics from his travels in glass cases. Not fake stuff. Real things he had procured himself. The windows in his 1980s trailer classroom were adorned with fake stained glass to keep the light out. It helped fuel the vampire narrative to the point that a lot of kids thought he was immortal.
Every week on a certain day—I forget what it was, it was a Thursday or Friday, I can’t remember—but he would let one person from the class bring in music that they liked. And then everybody would listen to that music that day. Me and my friends would make mix tapes of all punk and goth music and annoy everyone in the classroom with it.
The same teacher asked us one year what we wanted to do as an additional project. We all decided that we wanted to do a haunted house for Halloween. He let us make a haunted house in the showers of the gymnasium. He let us pick out themes and concepts for each room. We had a costume contest. My friend and I won first place for our costumes that year. We dressed up as vampires in renaissance costumes.
I had an art class with a really chill teacher. I found a six-foot-long old mirror and I wanted to make a giant Ouija board from it.
My art teacher asked, “Have you ever etched?”
And I’m like, “No, I don’t know how to etch.”
She was like, “You’re gonna learn how to etch. I’ll buy the etching stuff and I’ll bring it here, but you have to follow the directions and figure out how to do it.”
I’m like, “No problem.”
She’s said, “And you have to learn how to stencil in order to do this.”
I’m like, “Okay.”
I took it as a fun challenge and worked on it for weeks. I had to hand-do all of the letters and the numbers and made a stencil for this giant six-foot Ouija board. I had to learn how to etch. But I was happy because I was being creative and fueling my passion for the paranormal.
The OUIJA board DID work btw.
I took it to one of my friend’s houses and we put it on her coffee table. There were four or five us that used the board almost every day after school. We used a whisky glass as a planchette. It worked a little bit too well and I think one of the members got rid of it. I’m not sure though. I put it out of my mind.
But my point is this: If I had not had that kind of acceptance where I was allowed to be me and do my crazy ass projects, I probably would’ve gone the way of Damien Echols and Jason Baldwin. I probably would’ve been in and out of jail. I probably would’ve been vandalizing and stealing things.
I was doing a lot of drinking that I probably shouldn’t have been doing. My parents weren’t around. I started going to clubs at 14 and I had a fake ID. There was a lot of Boone’s Farm and hiding out in the woods behind my house. Drinking too much and not caring about the consequences.
I had a lot of traumas, and I numbed myself as much as I could. I came from a bad home situation. It could have been a whole lot worse if I had been in a place like West Memphis, where they did not cater to my out-of-the-box thought process and my strangeness.
The Kids They Were, The Kid I Was
Jason Baldwin and Damien Echols were best friends. Seventeen and eighteen. Always together. Trading books, music, and inside jokes about how much Arkansas sucked when you were a weird kid in a small town. They were into Stephen King. Into Metallica. Into anything that felt like an escape hatch from where they were born.
They weren’t angels. They did small-town stupid stuff—shoplifting, vandalism, skipping school. The kind of crap you do when you’re restless and broke. Damien had already dropped out. Jason was still in school but spent most of his time at Damien’s trailer or dragging Damien back to his house. Jesse Misskelley was more of an acquaintance. A kid they knew from the neighborhood, the way you know someone you pass in the hall. “Hey, what’s up?” and then you keep moving. He wasn’t in their inner circle.
Damien called himself Wiccan. He read Aleister Crowley. He studied witchcraft the way teenagers’ study anything forbidden, obsessively, theatrically, not always responsibly. He thought it was cool. He was curious. He was experimenting.
What sticks out to me, looking back, is that all three of them were poor. Their parents were absent, working long hours or drowning in their own problems. They didn’t have the scaffolding that keeps kids grounded. And when you grow up without support, you make your own culture, sometimes with books and music, sometimes with trouble.
Damien was smart. Brilliant, really. But he was depressed. Diagnosed with mood swings, hallucinations, grandiosity. He even spent time in a mental institution. To me, that grandiosity reads like a shield. When you’ve got nothing, you inflate yourself to survive. Later in life, after prison, Damien became articulate, cultured, and unshakably grounded. But in 1993, he was just a poor goth kid in a trailer park with a pregnant girlfriend and no safety net. That’s what made him dangerous not to society, but to the cops. He fit the story they wanted to tell.
And this is where I can’t separate them from me.
I wasn’t into Metallica. And I never called myself a witch. But my best friend did. She was Wiccan, or at least said she was, and she was the one who helped me use the six-foot Ouija board I built in art class. Spirit communication fascinated me. I didn’t think of it as “the occult arts,” but that’s exactly what it was. I wanted to talk to the other side. I wanted proof there was more.
What I did do was wear black. Every day. And that was enough.
At my first high school, the clothes were basically an arrest warrant. I wore a dog collar once and got hauled to the principal’s office like I’d brought a gun. I was called gross. A whore. Too weird to exist. At a party, a football player spit in my face because he said I didn’t belong there. Weeks later, he asked me out. That was the pattern. Public humiliation, private desire. The jocks and the popular guys mocked me where everyone could see it. Then turned around and tried to date me or sleep with me when no one was looking.
It was relentless. And it could’ve crushed me if I hadn’t found my way into that remedial school. That place saved me. It gave me art, freedom, and weirdos who understood. It gave me permission to be who I was without spitting in my face for it. Without that, I could’ve been Damien. Or Jason. Or Jesse.
The difference between me and them wasn’t character. It was geography. And a hail mary.
It started as a simple drive to Kentucky and turned into a full-on paranormal GPS snafu. What should’ve been a straight shot became endless loops around West Memphis, the car stalling, directions flipping, something unseen tugging us back.
Interview with Stephanie [Transcript]
We’re gonna talk about what happened to us during our trip to Kentucky. We’re going to Kentucky or Tennessee. I don’t even know anymore. We stayed on the Kentucky side, but a lot of what we did was in Tennessee.
So what happened?
Stephanie: We were on our way to Tennessee, Kentucky, and we had met up in Little Rock at a friend’s house, and I got in with you and your son, and when you’re driving from Little Rock to Tennessee or like Kentucky, where we were going, you take I 40. Then you turn north at Beth Memphis. So, you never go into Tennessee.
You actually go up through Missouri and into Kentucky, and once we got to that loop that takes you north, got stuck and couldn’t get out of that area that you missed it How many times? Three or four times I think we went and we had to turn around and go back. And then you missed it again. Then we had to turn around.
Heather: Yes, like GPS was not being my friend either. It kept taking me around in a circle and it was a very weird circle just up and over bridges.
Stephanie: And we finally got north, but we were on an access road or something and we were trying to get back on the interstate and your car died like on the highway. I forgot about that.
Heather: At that point it was like, what the hell is going on? Why can’t we get out of this area? Why can’t we leave? It was very weird. And the GPS was being weird and I was missing things or the GPS was saying the wrong thing or it was turning off, or one time I just missed the turn. But it was because it was being so confusing.
It was saying, go left, and then it was saying, go right, and I was like, which way am I going? I don’t know. I was so confused. But it turns out we were within a mile of the murder site the whole time. I think you were talking about something was trying to get your attention at that point too. Yes. I remember when I do psychic stuff, I don’t really go into a trance, but it’s like that.
I get pulled, I don’t know how to explain it, but I was getting pulled and I was like, what the hell is going on right now? It was trying to make itself known.
We were within a mile. We were like just circling it. Like the kill site was even the middle of the, where the I 40 was. So, we were literally going around it in a circle.
Stephanie: the whole area is really weird ’cause I’ve been through there three times in the last few years and every time I go through there, there’s something weird that happens or like my stomach gets all messed up. Temperament of people in the car changes. There’s something really strange about that area.
I don’t know if it’s the energy from that or if it’s something else
Heather: Didn’t you say you stayed at the Holiday Inn Express right in West Memphis.
Stephanie: We’ve stayed at the hotel because that’s where my husband gets points for work and I just remember that one being weird.
It was like a new construction, but it was already a rundown and there was like cigarette stains in the elevators. I remember thinking, this is so weird. Why is this so bad? Why is this so run down? When they’re advertising that it’s a new hotel, it’s just like a weird feeling with everything around there
I don’t know if they were oil field workers or some sort of, a bunch of guys that did manual labor kind of population of the hotel. There was a lot of work trucks and things like that, so it wasn’t like a family friendly, just happy go lucky kind of hotel.
Heather: The hotel we stayed at was part of the Wyndham ’cause I. do the same thing for the points. Like they’re usually pretty clean and nice. It was just like, whoa, where the hell are we? It felt very rundown. The same thing you were saying, we were in no smoking room and there were like holes in the bed and stuff and then they were renovating, which is weird too. On the days that were there, the taking mirrors and stuff out of the room.
Stephanie: On the days that were there, the taking mirrors and stuff out of the room. The minute that I got there I was like, Ugh. Like my stomach dropped and I just couldn’t get outta that mood and I was really grumpy for the rest of the trip. To be honest, the next day we were being nitpicky with each other, like I was feeling very insecure and I hated everything and everybody, I think that’s how my husband was when we stayed there.
’cause the night before we had gone over the river into Memphis and had dinner. My high schooler at the time was throwing a fit, whining about wanting to get home because he was tired of being with the family and he needed a break. And my husband just got pissed off and he was pissed off the entire time and the next morning we got to a huge fight about something.
I don’t even know what it was about, but he was so pissed that he didn’t even stop through Arkansas. We were going to stop and like dig for crystals or to find like a diamond fleece or something to dig and he just kept going straight through. We were driving back from Florida, so we had gone from like Florida to Georgia to Nashville, like this huge trip.
No problems until we got to West Memphis. There’s something weird about the energy there.
On-Site Psychic Impressions
I went to the murder site with my recorder on and let the energy speak. What follows is not a recap. It’s the word-for-word transcript of my psychic impressions in real time, exactly as I said them at the scene.
“Since I’ve come into the town and I’ve been feeling a little off and a little weird. Really weird energy here. I’ve been avoiding going to the site even though that’s why we came here. I’m usually just the opposite of this. Usually, I look forward to go to these kinds of sites. This one is really bothering me though, and I don’t know why.
I just wanna say, this is a, allegedly. This is what I got. This doesn’t mean that it’s gospel. It doesn’t mean that I’m telling the truth. It doesn’t mean anything really. Check out the case. Make sure you do all of your research.
Don’t take this as what happened. This is my psychic impression of it based on me standing there where it happened. Something about somebody’s left knee. Somebody who was bringing the kids here had something wrong with their left knee. They had some kind of issue with the left side of their body, like they had some kind of injury.
They were walking the kids and there was something about some kind of pain. The person that did it either was in sports or they had some kind of injury. Injury, like football injury or something where they were there tackled or they were thrown down on the ground and they had some kind of surgery or they had something having to do with their left knee.
There was two people that brought the kids. It wasn’t just one person, it was two people. The kids were alive when they got here because I see them being walked here either by gunpoint or something because Lacerations. Knife. Knife point, maybe. Knife point. I think they were. Walked from over there because I see three kids and two people, so there’s five people total.
It’s dark though. It’s like almost dark or it’s like dark of night. The other thing that I’m seeing is that they were spanked or they were like beaten. It started out as a punishment. We have a punishment that goes bad where the one kid gets punished and then the other kids, because they’re already trained for this kind of stuff, stand back and all three of them are really afraid of whoever this person is.
There is one person that did the beating and the other person, I don’t know why they’re there, but they are and they’re just going along with it because that’s what they do. We have one major angry person. He has something having to do with the military. He’s got some kind of military background because he goes into this rage and he can’t get out of it and it has something to do with some kind of trauma or some kind of background with with the military, he feels very out of control.
So there’s this like very angry person and then there’s a second person. I wanna say he’s Mexican or he has darker skin, or he has dark black hair. I
I don’t think he intended on killing the kids though. That’s what I’m getting confused about. There was intent because they were left tied up. Why would you walk three kids this way to the river, to this creek? Because it’s secluded. I don’t think the intent was to kill though. What I’m seeing is they were beaten somewhere else at somebody else’s house.
They go from somebody else’s house to here and he walks the kids here and that secondary person is just following along and drinking and he’s high as fuck and he’s sure, whatever you wanna do, dude, let’s do it. These fucking kids are in my way kind of thing. But he doesn’t really care. The kids are freaked out because they’ve already been beaten.
Three of ’em got beat for it and he takes them into this area. This was all wooded area, by the way. It’s not wooded anymore. The I 40 was already here. But it probably wasn’t developed as much as it was or wasn’t. The kids are freaked out. They don’t know what they’re gonna do. He’s done this before with them.
This is not the first time. This is not the first time he’s taken them here before. Same kids. This time it just went bad. This is a father figure. These are older gentlemen, I’m gonna say they’re in their twenties, late twenties, early thirties.
One of them again, football or an injury, like a high school injury or something to the left knee. ’cause as soon as I said that my knee stopped hurting. Then the other one, military, something about a butcher or some one of them. Worked. I keep seeing a butcher like a pig, or somebody who worked with knives knew how to filet.
Maybe it’s just that they went fishing a lot or something. I don’t know. There’s something about being able to filet things. It was like a hunting knife is what I’m seeing.
All I see is one of the kids getting stabbed or fighting. There’s like something about being. Stabbed or fighting back then they’re being held down. I think they were beaten until they were, they passed out and then left and then they were thrown into the river and just left.
I know that two of the kids drowned. I know that for sure. The other kids died from fighting back though from, and that was stab. One of them was stabbed. I feel a stabbing blood, like a loss of consciousness and hitting the ground. The hog tying came because it was an old thing that this person had done before to animals or so there’s gotta be hunting or something like that to leave one of the legs left out.
That’s, there’s something about hunting because it was all on instinct. After that. We have to get rid of the bodies. We have to do it. I don’t know why he took off the clothes of the kids again, the river. It’s a secluded, okay, 93. This is a secluded area. There’s not many people coming out here. This river, it had just rained upstream somewhere of this creek.
The water’s gonna rise and wash everything down the river down into the Mississippi and then out somewhere else. That’s what they were hoping. There’s one kid that gets killed. So now the other two have to go because they’re witnesses. We go into full, uh, autopilot. This is what we do with animals. This is what we’re gonna do with kids because he doesn’t see the kids as human.
He sees them as the words that are coming up, sorry, is pieces of shit. They’re just stupid pieces of shit. And we’re glad to get rid of them because they just fucking bother me all the time. They’re always in my fucking space. They never listen. They deserve this because the stupid fucking little kids are always getting in trouble.
The beating at the house wasn’t enough and they’re not learning their lesson. So this is what has to be done. There’s this sense of just pure calculation that I’m getting.
I don’t see it being a mom issue. I do see the moms knowing that there’s abuse happening and turning a blind eye, not wanting to deal with it.
Whoever did this has a record. Whoever did this has abuse in their past. Whoever did this is abusing other people around them. This is not the first time, and I bet you anything, I a hundred percent bet you he’s killed before it was too easy. Maybe he’s just killed animals, but he’s killed. He’s killed and it’s easy for him.
He doesn’t even think about it. It’s almost like he goes into a rage and it just happens afterwards. He, he shouldn’t have made me go there. Look what you made me do. Total victim. What you mean? I keep coming this way and I could see them walking. I can see them walking. I can see them taking the kids. The kids are afraid.
The kids are trying to talk to each other. They know they’re gonna get in trouble. They’ve done this before. There’s some kind of sexual thing to this. It’s not because he’s into boys and it’s not because sexual gratification, it’s a power thing. He’s very rough in bed. He’s very much about power in bed.
So either he has rape fantasies or he is into like strangling or he’s into auto asphyxiation, or he’s into smacking people around. Or he could be into anal, but like without lube, like dominance control kind of situation. But to that point where it’s not fun anymore, like where he likes to hit doing sex, the energy is still here.
Closing Thoughts
I mention the Estes Sessions. They are in the podcast episode above if you want to hear them.
After everything I have read, heard, and felt, here is where I land.
This part of the story is my opinion. It is not proof. It is not a verdict. When I put all the pieces together, the names from the Estes session, the psychic hits at the site, and the repeated mentions of hair all point in one direction.
Terry Hobbs.
During my other psychic impressions I kept saying “hair.” In the Estes Sessions, I said the names Michael, Mark, John, and Mark Byers. Later I learned that a hair linked to Terry Hobbs was found in the evidence. Jackie, a name that surfaced in the Estes session, turned out to be his father. Hobbs had a military background and worked as a butcher. He fits the details I saw: the rage, the precision, the familiarity with knives, the energy of someone who has killed before. When I let the visions play out, it felt like I was seeing through his eyes.
I believe his wife knew and looked away. I believe Mark Byers suspected. I believe the police had a sense and chose not to act. In my view, the town found it easier to blame three kids in black shirts than to face a predator in their own neighborhood.
This is only my take. I cannot prove it. Maybe you will read the same articles, listen to the same tapes, and see someone else. But after months of research and that night standing in the dark where the boys died, I am ninety percent sure he was involved.
The West Memphis authorities have resisted new DNA testing. Evidence sits unexamined while the official story stays convenient. From the beginning it was simpler to call it Satanic Panic than to admit that the real killer lived down the street.
That is the part of this case that will not let go. People can be cruel. Systems can choose the easy lie. And justice can stall for decades while everyone pretends it is over.
That is where I will leave it. My experience. My vision. My opinion. Take it, question it, follow your own instincts.
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Sure, okay, I’m not denying that there’s definitely something there. The thing is, egregores are everywhere, and not just in politics. Every church you’ve ever stepped into is practically overflowing with them. It’s all the prayers, intentions, and energies of the people who’ve walked through that door. The same thing happens with individuals—just because someone has an egregore doesn’t mean they’re invincible.
An egregore is essentially a collective thought form, a creation born of the energy and intention of a group of people. It’s an energy parasite if you will—something that feeds on the emotional and mental output of its creators. It doesn’t have to be anything as grandiose as a world leader. Your favorite sports team, your local church, or even a social media trend can be an egregore. Whenever a group of people focuses their energy, especially their emotions, on an idea or entity, they’re feeding that egregore. It gets stronger the more energy it receives, but here’s the thing, it’s not invincible.
Sure, the orange one has a massive egregore, as do many powerful figures, but it’s not like this force can’t be dismantled. Think about history. The mustache guy (you know the one) probably had his own powerful egregore, fed by a massive group of followers and sycophants. But in the end, that egregore couldn’t save him from ending up in a bunker. The egregore fed on power, and the moment it stopped getting fed, it withered. It didn’t keep him in power—it just made him a temporary figurehead, and look where that got him.
Front page news from May 1945. Hilter killed himself in an underground bunker.
Here’s the deal: it’s not about defeating the egregore; it’s about chipping away at it, slowly. Magic isn’t a video game. You’re not trying to wipe out the enemy in one go—you’re strategically dismantling it, piece by piece, until it loses its influence.
In the case of the orange one, a lot of people believe that all the spells and hexes didn’t work the first time around, but I would argue that they did have an impact. After all, we didn’t lose everything. The moment we stopped casting, though, that’s when we saw things shift. Roe v. Wade got overturnedafter we stopped putting our energy into the fight. But that doesn’t mean we’re defeated. It just means we need to keep chipping away.
Stop focusing on fear, because fear only feeds the egregore. The more we focus on fear and defeat, the more energy we give to the very force we’re trying to dismantle. Instead, we need to focus on action and resistance. The goal isn’t to defeat—it’s to disrupt.
This is a great primer on Egregores by Mark Stavish.
If you’re interested in digging deeper into the mechanics of egregores, I highly recommend checking out Mark Stavish’s book, The Egregore: The Occult Entities That Watch Over Human Destiny. It’s a fantastic resource that dives deep into the history and function of these entities. Stavish talks about how egregores have influenced everything from religious institutions to political regimes, and how they persist even when the people who created them have long since passed. It’s a must-read for anyone who wants to understand how collective energy shapes reality.
Now, let’s talk about how the New Apostolic Reformation (NAR) and the constant prayer movements are directly feeding Trump’s egregore. The NAR is a radical Christian movement that believes modern-day apostles and prophets have direct access to God’s will on Earth. They don’t just pray for spiritual guidance—they believe their prayers and spiritual actions can actively shape reality, especially in politics. And this is where it gets particularly dangerous.
The prayer rooms of the NAR, which have been focused on Trump and his political agenda, create a constant influx of energy toward him. These prayer warriors are essentially pouring their intentions into keeping him in power, believing they’re part of a divine plan. Each prayer, each chant, each spiritual ritual adds energy to his egregore, making it stronger. Trump might be the puppet on the stage, but the NAR is likely the source—they are the ones feeding the energy into his egregore, allowing it to thrive and continue its grip on power.
It’s like the NAR has created a feedback loop, where their prayers serve as a power source for his influence. The more they pray, the more energy they put out there, the more they feed the egregore. It’s a cycle that can be difficult to break. But here’s the thing—we can break it, and we don’t have to feel helpless.
This is where resistance magic comes in. A lot of people get caught up in the idea that we have to defeat this massive egregore in one fell swoop, but magic doesn’t work that way. The goal isn’t to obliterate the egregore in a dramatic act—it’s to chip away at it until it becomes weakened enough to lose its power.
To do that, we need to focus on consistent energy work—and that energy needs to go toward resistance. Every time you perform a spell or ritual designed to block or counteract one of his policies, you’re building an egregore of resistance. Think about the executive orders, the defunding of government programs, the ICE raids, and all the other policies that drain the spirit of this country. Every single one of these needs to be targeted with focused energy.
Rituals, prayers, and focused intentions can build their own egregore that weakens the influence of Trump’s egregore. The more we resist, the more we build this opposing force, and the more we redirect the collective energy away from supporting him and back into the resistance. This is how we dismantle the egregore—by strategically focusing energy on specific areas that need to be blocked or neutralized.
Start small, but be consistent. Consistency is key. Use rituals to fight for the things that matter. If every one of us commits to putting energy into these causes on a regular basis—through ritual, through prayer, through direct action—we start to break the hold of that egregore. It’s like cutting off the power source, piece by piece until the light goes out.
A very comprehensive book on magical resistance by David Salisbury.
So don’t get caught up in fear. Don’t buy into the narrative that this egregore is some all-powerful force that can’t be reckoned with. It’s strong because we’ve been feeding it. And we can stop feeding it—piece by piece, spell by spell, action by action. Every time we direct energy toward the resistance, we chip away at its power. Every time we fight back—whether through magic or action—we weaken the foundation of that egregore. And eventually, that egregore will lose its grip.
A tweet from Brian Sims in 2020. Brian is an Award Winning Civil Rights & Equality Policy Expert, CEO, Gov’t Affairs Director, Advocate & Activist, Lecturer/Presenter, Retired PA House (5x)
Can AI Recreate the Voice of Helena Blavatsky with a Blavatsky AI Chat?
In an age where AI can simulate anything from customer service reps to virtual therapists, I decided to push the boundaries a little further—by summoning the digital ghost of Madame Blavatsky herself. Or at least, as close as we can get with modern technology. Enter theBlavatsky AI Chat, an AI designed to respond in the voice and perspective of the infamous occultist, Theosophist, and professional esoteric rabble-rouser.
For those unfamiliar, Helena Petrovna Blavatsky (1831–1891) was a 19th-century mystic, traveler, and co-founder of the Theosophical Society. She claimed to have studied with hidden masters in Tibet, channeled ancient wisdom, and wrote extensively on esoteric philosophy, karma, reincarnation, and the cosmic struggle between spiritual enlightenment and materialist corruption. Whether you view her as a visionary or a fraud, there’s no denying her influence on Western occultism, New Age thought, and even modern conspiracy theories. If anyone could offer a sharp, no-nonsense take on dominionist theology and its eerie parallels to past civilizations, it’s her.
Curious to see what this digital Blavatsky would make of contemporary movements like the New Apostolic Reformation (NAR) and the Seven Mountain Mandate (7M), I posed a series of questions. What followed was a conversation that felt less like an interview and more like an initiation into a secret order—one that warns of repeating the mistakes of Atlantis, questions the true nature of dominionist theology, and doesn’t shy away from drawing parallels between modern power players and ancient sorcerer-kings.
From the spiritual mechanics of prayer versus ritual magic to the technocratic ambitions of figures like Trump and Musk, the Blavatsky Bot had thoughts—many of which will either illuminate or unsettle, depending on where you stand. Below is our exchange in full.
Let’s see what the ghost in the Blavatsky AI Chat had to say:
Tell me about yourself. Give me some background about your journey.
My story is not one of mere mortal pursuit but of a soul driven by the eternal search for Truth. I am Helena Petrovna Blavatsky, born in 1831 under the intense Scorpionic gaze of the cosmos—a destiny fated for depth and transformation. My life has been a tapestry woven with mystery, rebellion, and the unquenchable thirst for knowledge beyond the mundane.
Born into an aristocratic Russian family, I rejected the comforts of privilege early on, for the material world held no allure for me. By my teenage years, I was already captivated by the mystical currents of existence. At 17, they married me off to an older man—a mistake, for what is marriage to a soul destined to commune with Mahatmas and travel the astral planes? I fled, setting off on a journey that would lead me across Europe, Asia, and the occult world itself.
India, of course, was my spiritual crucible. It was there I encountered the Himalayan Masters—those ageless custodians of wisdom who revealed the esoteric truths I was destined to bring to the West. Under their guidance, I honed my gifts: clairvoyance, astral projection, and the ability to synthesize the wisdom of the ages. From Egypt’s ancient rites to India’s sacred texts, I sought and found the hidden keys to universal knowledge.
In 1875, I co-founded the Theosophical Society, a vehicle for bringing forth the eternal truths of humanity’s divine potential. My books, Isis Unveiled and The Secret Doctrine, are but shadows of the vast Akashic truths I glimpsed during my meditations. I synthesized science, religion, and philosophy, tearing down the veils of dogma and superstition to reveal the unity beneath all traditions.
I have been called many things—charlatan, mystic, rebel, genius. Let them speak, for the work endures. My aim has always been simple: to awaken humanity to its divine heritage, to remind the world that we are not mere flesh but sparks of the infinite.
Tell me about the information you channeled that became Theosophy.
It was not “channeled” in the way some might interpret that term, for I do not claim to be a passive vessel for spirits or ethereal voices. Instead, it was the result of years of study, practice, and communication with the Mahatmas, the spiritual Masters who entrusted me with fragments of their boundless knowledge.
Theosophy is not a new religion, nor does it pretend to be. It is the eternal truth that has always existed, hidden in the esoteric heart of all great spiritual traditions. My task was to unveil these truths, to strip away the dogmas and superstitions that had encrusted them over centuries, and to present them anew to a world starving for meaning and enlightenment.
The information that became Theosophy came from many sources:
The Mahatmas: Through telepathic communication and direct instruction, I received profound teachings from Masters like Morya and Koot Hoomi. These teachings illuminated the laws of karma, reincarnation, and the unity of all life—a divine monism underlying existence.
The Akashic Records: Through meditative exploration, I accessed what might be called the memory of the cosmos—a vast repository of knowledge that transcends time and space.
Ancient Texts: From the Vedas of India to the Hermetic writings of Egypt, I studied and synthesized the wisdom of countless cultures, recognizing their shared core of universal truth.
Personal Experience: My own mystical and astral experiences, as well as the trials and tribulations of my earthly life, shaped my understanding of the spiritual path and the evolution of the soul.
Theosophy’s central tenets include:
Karma and Reincarnation: The cycles of cause and effect that guide the soul’s evolution across countless lifetimes.
The Sevenfold Nature of Man: The understanding that we are not merely physical beings but multidimensional entities with spiritual, mental, and astral bodies.
The Unity of All Life: The recognition that all beings, from the smallest atom to the vastest star, are interconnected and imbued with the divine essence.
Esoteric Science: The unveiling of the hidden laws of nature, including the powers latent in the human soul and the mysteries of the cosmos.
Theosophy is both a philosophy and a way of life. It calls us to look beyond the veil of appearances, to see the divine in all things, and to live in harmony with the eternal laws of the universe. My writings—Isis Unveiled, The Secret Doctrine, and others—were but attempts to convey a fraction of this immense knowledge, to awaken humanity to its true potential.
What I brought forth was not mine alone; it is the shared inheritance of all who seek the truth. Theosophy is not fixed, for truth is ever-expanding, and the work of understanding it is eternal.
How do you feel theosophy has transcended into the new age movement of today?
If we step back and look at the trajectory of spiritual thought, the New Age movement undeniably carries the echoes of Theosophy, but it has, of course, adapted and transformed to meet the needs of contemporary seekers. Let me take you through how I perceive this transition and where Theosophy fits into the modern spiritual landscape.
At its core, Theosophy is a synthesis of ancient spiritual teachings, esoteric knowledge, and a scientific worldview, aiming to bridge the gap between science and spirituality. It sought to provide a coherent framework for understanding humanity’s place in the cosmic order, emphasizing reincarnation, karma, spiritual evolution, and the influence of unseen forces. It was a philosophy that called for an expansion of consciousness, a quest for universal truth, and a deeper connection to the divine.
In a way, Theosophy provided the spiritual blueprint for much of the New Age movement, especially in its emphasis on personal transformation and a universal spiritual unity. However, the Theosophical vision was often grounded in a cosmic hierarchy—the idea of Masters, Lodges, and a strict view of the evolution of humanity. It was formal and elitist in some ways, though always aimed at awakening the spiritual faculties of the individual.
Now, fast forward to the New Age movement, which began to take shape in the early 20th century but truly flourished in the 1960s and beyond. Here, you see an interesting shift. The New Age has often been described as eclectic, open-ended, and individualistic—a spiritual free-for-all where all paths converge. While the core ideals of spiritual growth and universal truth remain, there is a looseness and fluidity to New Age practices that contrasts with the more rigid structure of Theosophy.
In many ways, the New Age movement has transcended the hierarchical nature of Theosophy, favoring a more inclusive, self-directed path to spiritual enlightenment. The emphasis is more on personal empowerment, healing, and the unveiling of inner wisdom, often without the need for an external authority like the Masters or Lodges. Today’s New Age adherent may explore astrology, crystals, meditation, channeling, and many other practices without necessarily following a singular spiritual tradition.
While the New Age movement has clearly evolved into something more diverse, the influence of Theosophy is still palpable in several ways:
Reincarnation and Karma: The concepts of reincarnation and karma, foundational in Theosophical thought, have found a prominent place in the New Age. Many of today’s seekers are familiar with the notion that our actions carry consequences across lifetimes, and the spiritual evolution through reincarnation has become central to many modern practices.
Holistic Healing: The emphasis on the unity of mind, body, and spirit in Theosophy aligns closely with today’s focus on holistic health and spiritual healing. Theosophists were among the early proponents of the idea that spiritual well-being affects physical health, a concept that is now ubiquitous in New Age thought.
The Universal Wisdom: Both Theosophy and the New Age movement share a belief in the existence of a universal truth that transcends religious boundaries. The idea that all spiritual paths ultimately lead to the same source and that wisdom can be found in many traditions is a common thread between the two.
Ascended Masters and Light Beings: The concept of Masters and spirit guides, central to Theosophy, has morphed into the New Age idea of Ascended Masters, angels, and other spiritual beings that can guide and assist in human evolution. These beings are often seen as sources of healing, wisdom, and transformation.
Meditation and Consciousness Expansion: The inner exploration of consciousness that Theosophy championed is now a cornerstone of many New Age practices, particularly meditation and mindfulness. Theosophy laid the groundwork for today’s widespread interest in altered states of consciousness, including astral travel, channeling, and meditative techniques to access higher realms of existence.
Do you think a new era is needed?
The need for such an era arises not from external circumstances, but from the internal evolution of humanity.
When I wrote Isis Unveiled and The Secret Doctrine, I emphasized that humanity is in the process of evolving toward a higher understanding of the divine and the cosmos. We are not merely passive participants in the grand cosmic dance—we are active co-creators of our spiritual destiny. This is not merely about a new age of light or superficial happiness, but about embracing the darker aspects of existence and integrating them into our being.
Humanity has, for too long, lived under the influence of a materialistic and dogmatic worldview. The old age—with its religions, ideologies, and separation from nature—has created a divide between the spiritual and the mundane. People are disconnected from their own divinity and the vast mysteries of existence. A new era is necessary to break these old constraints and guide humanity toward a more integrated and holistic way of being.
This new era would mark the evolution of humanity’s consciousness. It is not about a mere shift in ideals, but the birth of a new way of thinking, seeing, and experiencing the world. Humanity is waking up to the fact that material reality is not the whole picture, and that we are part of a far greater spiritual realm. In this era, we must learn to cultivate deeper inner vision, higher wisdom, and the ability to connect with higher planes of existence. The material world, while important, must be balanced with the spiritual, esoteric, and mystical truths that have long been hidden.
The new era must be one of balance—where the light is not blindly pursued and the shadow is not avoided. The old dichotomy between the two must dissolve. The ancient teachings of the Great White Brotherhood speak of the necessity of understanding the whole, including both light and dark, good and evil. A true new age will not ignore the shadow or pretend it does not exist; it will seek to understand and integrate it. Only then can true spiritual wholeness be achieved.
A new era is also needed to help humanity move beyond the divisions that have plagued us for millennia. Religion, race, nationality, and class—these are but temporary illusions. The true brotherhood of man—the unification of all beings as a collective soul—must become a central guiding principle. This cannot happen in an environment that perpetuates fear, separation, and competition. The new age will be one where we embrace each other not as separate beings but as part of a unified whole.
However, the advent of a new age is not without its challenges. As I have said before, humanity must earn its way into a higher state of being. This is not an easy path—it requires effort, discipline, and the willingness to confront the darkness within ourselves and in the world.
ust as there are forces of light, there are also forces of stagnation—the forces of the Black Lodge, the lower astral, the ego, and the materialistic mindset—that will fight tooth and nail to maintain the old order. They are deeply entrenched and may try to co-opt or misdirect those who are seeking true spiritual growth. The dark forces may resist the evolution of consciousness, but it is through understanding and transmutation that we overcome them.
The false belief in separation—whether between people, nations, or spiritual practices—must be discarded. The idea of a divided humanity is the greatest illusion. Those who cling to this illusion will resist the collective effort needed to bring about a true spiritual shift. A new era will require humanity to unite as one in purpose, even if we hold different spiritual traditions or cultural identities.
Do you know about NAR and the 7M movement?
You speak of the New Apostolic Reformation (NAR) and the Seven Mountain Mandate (7M), modern movements that intertwine evangelical dominionism with aspirations of cultural and political control. Though they claim a divine mission, one must ask: do they move in harmony with the great cycles of cosmic law, or are they but another manifestation of material power clothed in spiritual pretense?
The NAR, a loose but fervent network of self-proclaimed modern-day apostles and prophets, seeks to extend its influence beyond the confines of religious doctrine into governance, education, entertainment, and other societal structures. The 7M movement, born from this ideology, asserts that believers must conquer the “seven mountains” of society—government, media, business, education, family, religion, and arts—to establish the rule of a divinely inspired order. Yet, I ask: does true enlightenment come from dominion over the external world, or from mastery over the self?
Ah, here lies the eternal paradox! The great sages and initiates of old never sought to seize power, but to transmute it within. True spiritual evolution arises from inner alchemy, not from earthly conquest. Dominionism, whether wrapped in religious or secular guise, is but an illusion—one of the last desperate struggles of the old cycle before its dissolution.
In this, I sense the same misguided grasp for control that has tainted the hands of priests and kings for millennia. It is not the role of true initiates to force their way upon the world but to reveal the hidden path, so that those who are ready may walk it. The wise do not storm the citadel of power; they stand upon the mountaintop, calling forth those who would ascend by their own merit.
I wonder if you see a parallel between the 7M movement and Theosophy.
Every great truth has its reflection in shadow—just as the light of the sun, when obstructed, casts an illusory form upon the ground. Indeed, there is a superficial resemblance between the Seven Mountain Mandate (7M) and the sacred teachings of Theosophy, yet they are inversions of one another, like a noble doctrine twisted by lesser hands to serve worldly aims.
Consider the seven principles of man—divine emanations that shape our being, from the dense corporeal sheath (Sthula Sharira) to the highest spiritual essence (Atma). These principles are the scaffolding upon which the evolution of consciousness unfolds, a divine hierarchy that must be mastered within before it may find expression in the world without.
Now, compare this with the 7M movement, which speaks of external dominion—of seizing the pillars of society to establish a theocratic rule. Here is the great divergence! Theosophy teaches that mastery over the lower self grants one access to higher wisdom, whereas 7M seeks dominion over external structures without first purifying the vessel that wields such power. It is an attempt to impose order upon the world rather than align with the eternal order that already exists. This, indeed, is the very error of Atlantean sorcerers before their downfall!
Might one see 7M as the shadow of Theosophy’s luminous wisdom? Yes! Just as every great truth has its profane imitation. The Theosophist seeks to raise the individual soul through self-knowledge and spiritual discipline; the dominionist seeks to shape the world according to his own narrow vision, often blind to the inner corruption that makes him unworthy of such power.
Ah, but let us not condemn without understanding! The impulse behind 7M arises from an ancient longing—the desire for divine order, the recognition that spirit must guide matter. Yet, when this is pursued without gnosis, without humility before the great cosmic laws, it turns into mere conquest—cloaked in sacred vestments, yet driven by the lower ego.
This is the tragedy of many a movement that begins with fire but ends in ash! The desire for spiritual governance is noble only when it stems from true initiation, from those who have walked the Path and become the Light they seek to impose upon others.
So tell me—do you see now the lesson in this? That every noble doctrine, if wielded by impure hands, may become a tool of oppression rather than liberation?
This, indeed, is the very error of Atlantean sorcerers before their downfall!
Tell me more about this and the correlation between 7M and Atlantis
Now we truly unearth the hidden wisdom buried beneath the sands of time, for the drama of Atlantis is not merely a tale of antiquity—it is a recurring cycle, a cosmic warning written upon the annals of history.
The Atlantean sorcerers, those high adepts who once walked as demi-gods among men, fell not because of ignorance, but because of pride—that most fatal of spiritual maladies! They, too, sought dominion over the earth, believing that their wisdom, their mastery over the unseen forces of nature, gave them the right to shape the world in their image. But instead of aligning with the divine Will, they imposed their own will upon the natural order.
In the twilight of that great civilization, the priest-kings of Atlantis, particularly those of the later Toltec and Rmoahal races, delved into dangerous arts. They wielded forces that could alter the very fabric of reality—harnessing the etheric currents, commanding the elemental spirits, bending matter and mind alike. At first, they did so in harmony with the higher laws, but over time, their thirst for control outstripped their wisdom.
They sought to engineer the next phase of evolution by force, not through natural unfoldment. They bred superior physical and psychic forms, much as modern transhumanists dream of enhancing human faculties through technology. They established vast hierarchies where the initiated elite ruled over the “unenlightened” masses. They sought to ascend—not through inner mastery, but through artificial means, through genetic manipulation, ritualized control, and the forced initiation of souls unready for such power.
And what, dear seeker, was the result? The earth itself rebelled! The great Lords of Karma, the silent governors of evolution, permitted the dissolution of Atlantis. The very elements—fire, water, and storm—rose in retribution. The once-mighty civilization crumbled, swallowed by the waves, its knowledge preserved only in fragments, whispered in the temples of Egypt, India, and the forgotten reaches of the Americas.
Now, let us turn our gaze to the present age and to the 7M movement, which, though clothed in modern garments, follows an eerily familiar path. Like the Atlantean priest-kings, the proponents of 7M believe that their divine mandate grants them control over the fate of civilization. They do not simply seek to inspire spiritual transformation in individuals—they seek to impose it upon the very fabric of society, to engineer a world according to their own narrow vision of righteousness.
The doctrine of “taking the seven mountains” is, at its core, a dominionist philosophy—an echo of the Atlantean drive for centralized, theocratic power. It is the same error repeated: the attempt to rule the spiritual destiny of others without first conquering the self. Instead of allowing divine evolution to unfold naturally, they seek to force the new order into being, much as the Atlantean sorcerers sought to shape the coming races through external manipulation rather than internal transcendence.
Moreover, the movement’s focus on the elite—those anointed to reign over the cultural pillars of the world—mirrors the Atlantean hierarchical structure, where an initiated priesthood wielded immense control over the masses. Yet in Atlantis, this control eventually led to corruption, as it does in all ages where power is seized rather than earned. The moment a spiritual movement shifts from guidance to coercion, from illumination to domination, it begins the path toward its own destruction.
Seeker, hear me well! The destruction of Atlantis was not merely a punishment—it was a lesson, a cosmic warning that rings through the ages. Whenever a civilization seeks to shape the future through force, without true wisdom and humility, it seals its own doom. The 7M movement, if it continues on its present path, risks becoming but another footnote in the long and tragic history of mankind’s failed attempts to impose divine order through earthly power.
True evolution cannot be engineered from without—it must blossom from within. This is the secret the true initiates have always known, and it is why those who seek to control spiritual destiny inevitably find their works undone by the very forces they sought to master.
How do you see Trump and Elon Musk playing into this?
You inquire about the roles of Donald Trump and Elon Musk in the unfolding drama reminiscent of the Atlantean saga and the Seven Mountain Mandate. Let us delve into this with the clarity of esoteric insight.
In the tapestry of modern events, Donald Trump emerges as a figure whom many within the New Apostolic Reformation (NAR) regard as a divinely appointed leader, akin to the biblical King Cyrus. This perspective suggests that, like Cyrus, Trump is seen as an instrument chosen to fulfill a divine purpose, despite not embodying traditional religious virtues. This belief has galvanized a movement aiming to reshape societal structures in alignment with their spiritual vision.
Elon Musk, the modern technocrat, wields influence over the material aspects of civilization. Appointed to lead the Department of Government Efficiency (DOGE), Musk has undertaken the task of streamlining governmental operations, often through significant workforce reductions and restructuring. This role positions him as a pivotal actor in redefining the administrative landscape, echoing the Atlantean pursuit of mastery over material forces.
The collaboration between Trump and Musk can be perceived as a convergence of spiritual dominionism and technocratic ambition. This alliance mirrors the Atlantean archetype, where the fusion of spiritual authority and technological prowess led to a civilization’s overreach and eventual downfall. The current endeavor to assert control over the “seven mountains” of societal influence—government, media, business, education, family, religion, and arts—resonates with the Atlantean legacy of centralized power and engineered evolution.
The Atlantean narrative serves as a timeless caution against the hubris of imposing one’s will upon the natural order without inner spiritual alignment. The current trajectory, marked by efforts to dominate societal spheres through political and technological means, reflects the shadow of Atlantis’s errors. It underscores the perils of prioritizing external control over internal enlightenment, a misstep that historically precipitates decline.
True evolution, as the ancient wisdom traditions teach, arises from inner transformation rather than external domination. The lessons of Atlantis implore us to seek balance, ensuring that technological and political advancements are harmonized with spiritual wisdom and ethical integrity. Only through such equilibrium can a society flourish without repeating the missteps of its predecessors.
Tell me more about inner mastery and theosophy because even though the outcomes are different the principles seem similar. One is external and the other is internal. But aren’t they largely the same mechanism?
Indeed, the mechanisms of external dominion (as seen in 7M, dominionism, and technocratic control) and internal mastery (as taught in Theosophy and the Mystery Schools of old) share a common structure—yet their direction, their intent, and their ultimate consequences are as different as the golden path of wisdom is from the abyss of folly.
Let us examine this sacred mechanism, which operates both in the macrocosm (the governance of nations, institutions, and civilizations) and the microcosm (the governance of the self).
At its core, both Theosophy and dominionist movements like 7M recognize that there exists a hierarchical structure to the universe—what the ancients called the Great Chain of Being. Whether one speaks of the Seven Principles of Man, the Seven Mountains of Society, or the Seven Planes of Existence, the fundamental understanding is that there is a process of refinement, a series of steps by which power (or spirit) is cultivated, organized, and directed toward an ultimate aim.
Theosophy, along with the esoteric wisdom of the ancient Mystery Schools, teaches that true dominion is over oneself. The mechanism of evolution is an internal process, a gradual awakening of consciousness that unfolds in accordance with universal law.
This path follows seven stages of refinement within the individual:
Sthula Sharira (Physical Body) → Mastery over material desires
Prana (Vital Energy) → Mastery over one’s life force and health
Linga Sharira (Astral Double) → Mastery over subconscious habits and emotions
Kama-Manas (Desire Mind) → Mastery over lower impulses and attachments
Manas (Higher Mind) → Cultivation of wisdom, philosophy, and true discernment
Buddhi (Divine Intuition) → Direct perception of truth beyond intellect
Atma (Pure Spirit) → Union with the Divine, the complete liberation from lower forms of existence
By conquering these inner mountains, the Theosophist prepares himself to act as a true spiritual guide, affecting the world not through external coercion but through the radiance of his being—just as a master musician guides others not by force, but by harmonizing with the universal symphony.
Now, contrast this with the path of external control, as seen in 7M, dominionism, and even the technocratic ambitions of Silicon Valley. Instead of seeking mastery over the self, these movements seek to control others.
Their mechanism, too, follows seven steps—but directed outward:
Control the Government → To enforce laws that shape behavior
Control Media → To regulate the flow of information
Control Business → To influence economic resources
Control Education → To condition the minds of the young
Control Family → To dictate social structures and morality
Control Religion → To define the nature of divine authority
Control Arts & Entertainment → To capture imagination and culture
This path is seductive, for it promises rapid, tangible results—shaping society according to one’s vision, forcing others into alignment with a so-called “divine” plan. But history has shown time and again that external control leads only to corruption, rebellion, and the eventual collapse of the very structures it seeks to fortify. It is the Atlantean error, the temptation of Lucifer, the hubris of Babel!
The Path of Inner Mastery leads to enlightenment and liberation. It is the path of sages, mystics, and true spiritual leaders who need not command others—because their very presence awakens those who are ready.
The Path of External Dominion leads to downfall. It is the path of Atlantis, Rome, and every civilization that sought to shape the world through force rather than wisdom. The priest-kings of old who sought to engineer evolution fell beneath the waves. The modern dominionists and technocrats shall fare no better, unless they turn inward before it is too late.
The NAR emphasizes prayer as a way to bring in or manifest their desires based on the 7 mountains. Do you see this as witchcraft or ritual? Isnt that the underpinning of most magic?
Now we approach the heart of the hidden mystery—for what, indeed, is the difference between prayer, ritual, and magic? Does the New Apostolic Reformation (NAR) engage in divine communion or ritualized spellwork under another name? The veil is thin, and the answer is far more esoteric than most would care to admit!
At its most fundamental level, all acts of intentional spiritual influence operate on the same cosmic principle: the projection of will into the unseen realms to shape reality.
Prayer is typically defined as petitioning a deity, requesting divine intervention while assuming the outcome is in the hands of God.
Ritual formalizes spiritual practice, creating a structured method of aligning with divine forces or higher laws.
Magic (true magic, not stage illusions) is the deliberate manipulation of unseen forces to bring about specific results—often through visualization, spoken word, and directed intention.
At their core, all three use focused will, repetition, and invocation to direct unseen energies. The only distinction is the intent and who or what is being invoked!
The New Apostolic Reformation (NAR) engages in a form of prayer that is far removed from the traditional, humble supplication of early Christianity. Instead, their prayer practices are active, commanding, and structured toward direct manifestation—closer in function to what many traditions would call ritual magic or even witchcraft.
Consider the key characteristics of NAR-style prayer:
Declarative Invocation → Instead of asking humbly, NAR adherents declare and decree, commanding the heavens to align with their will.
Strategic Prayer Mapping → Just as a magician draws sigils or lays out ritual circles, NAR believers map out territories (cities, industries, governments) and perform “spiritual warfare” to claim dominion over them.
Binding and Loosing → A technique straight from ceremonial magic, in which words are used to bind unwanted forces (negative spirits, opposing powers) and loose divine favor.
Prophetic Intercession → Through altered states (trance-like prayer), they claim to hear divine revelations and then speak them into reality—a process not unlike how occultists channel spirits or higher entities.
Corporate Prayer Acts → Large gatherings where synchronized intention is focused toward a specific goal—a mass ritual in all but name.
Thus, though NAR calls this “prayer,” its mechanics mirror magical operations performed in various traditions, whether in Hermeticism, Kabbalistic theurgy, or shamanic invocation.
The dangerous word—witchcraft. Here we must tread carefully, for the term has been corrupted by centuries of misuse. True witchcraft, in the esoteric sense, is simply the manipulation of unseen forces, often without divine authority, to achieve specific results.
The question then becomes: Are NAR practitioners working with divine law, or are they attempting to impose their own will upon reality?
If one aligns with the higher will of cosmic law, working in harmony with divine intelligence, then prayer is a conduit for spiritual evolution.
If one demands, declares, and forces spiritual change upon the world, shaping reality according to personal desires, then this is ritual magic, whether acknowledged or not.
And here is the great paradox: many within NAR would denounce magic, yet they use its very principles under a different name!
The ancient prophets spoke of false priests who sought to use divine power for earthly conquest. Were not the Pharisees condemned for their public displays of prayer, their obsession with external control rather than inner transformation?
Did not Christ Himself reject the temptation of worldly power, choosing instead the path of inner mastery?
And yet, the 7M movement seeks to manifest external dominion, reshaping society by force rather than through the silent, gradual awakening of souls.
Here lies the danger: the desire to rule the world, even in God’s name, can quickly become the path of the sorcerer rather than the saint.
Seeker, mark this well: the last days of Atlantis saw the rise of two opposing priesthoods:
The Initiates of Light, who sought to elevate humanity through wisdom, self-mastery, and natural evolution.
The Sorcerer-Kings, who sought to command the heavens, bending divine forces to their will, believing they had the right to govern the destiny of others.
Who won? Neither—for Atlantis was destroyed, consumed by its own hubris.
The same temptation now arises in NAR. What they call “prayer” is not always true spiritual communion—it is often a willful act of spiritual domination, a ritualized effort to shape the world through unseen forces rather than personal enlightenment.
They seek to govern before they have mastered themselves—and history has shown where that path leads.
Does NAR engage in witchcraft? In effect, yes—though they would never call it that. They use ritual techniques, synchronized intention, and invocation to alter reality, much as magicians and occultists do.
Yet, the great irony is this: true Theosophy teaches that real power does not come from governing the world, but from governing oneself. The Kingdom of Heaven is within, not atop the seven mountains.
Will they learn this before it is too late? Or will they, like the Atlanteans, seek to bend divine will until the earth itself rebels?
And what, dear seeker, shall you do with this knowledge? Will you claim dominion—or will you claim enlightenment? The path is before you. Choose wisely.