Black Magic Battle

Part 7 - Voodoo Army

Once the Triads failed yet again to kill me, they shifted tactics and started pouring hundreds of thousands of dollars into hiring black magicians from all over Asia. From the latter part of 2017 through 2020 & beyond, things reached a level of intensity that was almost unbelievable. The events I’ll discuss below focus on that period; a time when the spiritual warfare escalated beyond anything I’d previously experienced.

And it wasn’t just the Triads. I managed to piss off a few other people from Vietnam who weren’t even connected to the Triads, but who also tried to kill me with black magic. The next section dives into the chaos, the scale of the attacks, and how the battle lines kept expanding.

About a month after the #4 most powerful evil guy in all of Vietnam died, I finally experienced two months of pure bliss. For the first time in ages, I was able to sleep through the night, undisturbed; no strange sounds, no dreams, just real rest and peace.

But that calm didn’t last. Out of nowhere, just before Christmas 2017, the attacks started ramping up again; this time, even more intense than before. It was the calm before the storm, and things were about to heat up in a big way.

Just before Christmas 2017, I started feeling a powerful energy pressing down on me as I lay in bed; along with a new wave of intense, bizarre dreams. I also began hearing that familiar crackling sound in my nose whenever I woke up from these dreams. It was clear I was under attack again, but this time it was relentless: the assaults came every single day, not just during the full or new moon.

I called Jasmine to find out what was happening. She told me the Triads had now hired close to 20 black magic practitioners from across Asia to try to kill me. None of these twenty were as powerful as the young guy who’d just died (“Vietnamese Black Magic Guy #3”), but with so many at once, their attacks became a constant barrage. Jasmine explained that each of them had different styles; some didn’t wait for the full moon, some attacked at random times, so there was no predictable pattern anymore. Here we go again.

When I say “powerful energy,” I mean it felt like I was lying in a low-energy microwave oven; some kind of force or radiation was penetrating me. My palms would get warm, and my stomach would constantly groan and rumble during these episodes. That was the black magic at work. Jasmine reassured me that I was now too strong for them to do any real damage, but I’d still feel some effects; like the energy waves and the nonstop stomach grumbling. The war was far from over, but at least I knew what I was dealing with.

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Jasmine told me that I was facing attacks on multiple fronts; not only did I have 20 Triad-hired black magic practitioners targeting me, but there were also several Vietnamese black magic guys hired by people who were furious about my claim that my son is the reincarnation of Huynh Phu So.

The audio on the left goes into detail about this situation. It covers how these different groups, each with their own motives, were simultaneously directing spiritual assaults my way. The result was a nonstop barrage of black magic attacks; some fueled by criminal intent, others by religious outrage. It was a perfect storm of spiritual warfare, and it made that period one of the most intense and challenging chapters of my life.

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This audio brings everything into focus. Earlier in my story, I mentioned how Giang would freeze whenever he held the sword, and how my ex once came at me with a knife; her arm in motion to stab me, but stopping just before making contact. I didn’t even try to stop her that time, though I did intervene on a different occasion when my son was present.

Jasmine explains in this audio that they are simply not allowed to kill me. She says this is destiny; part of my life path and critical mission. I have a spiritual wall up that can’t be crossed when it comes to taking my life. No matter how many attacks or attempts, there’s a higher purpose at work, and that barrier is enforced by forces beyond the reach of those trying to harm me. It’s a powerful reminder that sometimes, protection comes from a place we can’t see, but it’s real, and it’s the reason I’ve survived everything thrown my way.

The Triads hire the 2nd strongest Voodoo guy in all of Asia to kill me!

After nearly a year of nightly battles against the relentless attacks from Triad-hired black magicians, and several more sent by angry Vietnamese, I finally enjoyed a few months of calm. I thought maybe everyone had either died or just given up. But then, out of nowhere, the attacks returned with a vengeance, and this time, they were unlike anything I’d ever experienced.

Instead of the usual intense dreams and waking sounds, these new attacks felt like an invisible blanket of energy was draped over me all night. I’d wake up not just feeling that radiation-like energy, but completely exhausted on top of it. I got so drained that I had to take a two-hour nap every day just to function.

I called Jasmine to find out what was going on. She told me the Triads had found a truly terrible old guy in Cambodia; a man who looked like a monster and was stronger than anyone in Vietnam. He was the second strongest in all of Asia, with maybe only one or two people in Africa being more powerful. According to Jasmine, I now had the 3rd or 4th strongest voodoo practitioner in the world targeting me with black magic.

To cope, I had to quit drinking entirely and eat extremely healthy just to feel okay during the day. Thankfully, I adapted and got used to the new attacks. Jasmine said this guy would be dead in about six months, but I just had to tough it out until then.

True to form, I played my usual psychological games on Facebook, posting content that mocked the guy attacking me; telling him he was weak and should send me even more energy. (SEE VIDEO BELOW) Sometimes, turning the tables is the best way to keep your enemies off balance, even in a spiritual war.

This video on the left is one I posted in the comments of a Facebook post that I knew the Triads were monitoring. About a month after sharing this video, I experienced something unforgettable, the exact moment the Evil Cambodian Guy died.

That night, my entire room was swirling with energy. I started dreaming while I was still awake, drifting in and out with my eyes closed, but fully aware of an intense, non-stop dream playing out in my mind. Jasmine explained that this was the result of all the demons that had been attached to this guy being released at the moment of his death; and since his focus had been solely on me for over six months, those energies all rushed my way.

This happened in November 2020. Jasmine told me that this guy, who had killed hundreds of people in his lifetime and was truly plucked straight from “Satan’s ass-crack,” would never have imagined his death would come as a result of a white guy standing up to him. It was a turning point in the spiritual war, and the shift in energy was undeniable.

The next and final section of the Black Magic Battle focuses on Hong, my ex and my son’s mother, and her family. According to Jasmine, Hong’s family is the most evil in all of Vietnam. She told me their history is nothing but generations of killing, stealing, and rape. Jasmine said they rape all of their children starting at age five, and Hong herself once confided in me that her father killed an American man in Cambodia and shared his liver with three others.

That chilling confession came at a moment when I could tell Hong still had some feelings for me and was genuinely trying to warn me about just how dangerous her father was. The depth of evil in that family is staggering, and it set the stage for some of the darkest chapters in this entire ordeal.

Continue to Part 8 - Hong & Her Family

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