'BIGFOOT' DEMONS REBUKED [1]: OWL
A Very Creepy Feeling Surrounded Me Like A Mist Or Fog Out In The Main Mango Orchard Paddock.
A series of incidents occurred at the Eva Valley property between 2018 and 2019, involving the ongoing harrassment by one or more "Bigfoot" demons. They are mistakenly refered to as "Yowies" in Australia. The incidents occured under the spiritual supervision and guidance of my ministering angel, who is a holy angel of God. In order to allow for a better understanding of what these experiences were like, I will document what was going on for me, as well as making notes about my own observations in hindsight. I was given prior warning when researching 'Bigfoot' encounters online. I was told telepathically on a number of occasions that, they will come from the direction of Litchfield National Park, and it had sounded like the internal dialogue of my ministering angel, who is a holy angel of God Almighty.
But I ignored this, because I thought that it might just be me. I couldn't be sure and since nothing occurred right away, prior warnings as to what was about to occur, didn't hold much sway for me and were soon dismissed or forgotten. Also, because I had been a 'psychic' and 'channeller' in the past, I thought it may just be demonic powers attempting to connect to and scare me. Thinking back on the situation, it was better that I was eventually caught unawares, because my weaknesses of fear, trying to hide my fear from God, self reliance, a willingness to fight in my own strength and not trusting in God, could be brought out into the open and dealt with accordingly.
Early Warning Signs And Howling Dingoes
It began when I first moved to the property, with a very creepy feeling surrounding me out on the main mango orchard paddock that was overrun with gamba grass. It felt like a fog or vapour in its liquidity and creeping, as it encircled me and with awareness, it dissipated. Then there were the loud bangs to the top of the shed roof whenever I walked outside and past the shed. There was also the bird that sounded like a pheasant coucal, that called out three times by the cottage in the mornings, that was the only bird ever to have the dogs bark and the drakes start to suddenly hiss from their night crates. Lastly there was the mechanical bird that made strange regular sounds that came towards me in the dark over by the pig pen. It was a two syllable sound that appeared to start at a distance away, as it slowly moved closer and closer towards me, with the approaching call becoming louder and louder, as it got closer and closer, before beginning the same action again, but from a different direction. There were other small things, many that I experienced repetitively and then seemed to forget about just as quickly. Then came the howling of the dingoes.
It began with a dingo that was then joined by others, starting to howl at night, when I was walking around closing the pens and/or medicating the birds. The howling would begin at different times anywhere up to around thirty metres from where I was in the house yard. It would always be outside the fence perimeter on Miles Road or on a neigbour's property, whenever I was over that way. Once when I let my dog Banjo out of the cottage to pee, the dingo suddenly started up on Miles Road just outside the driveway. One day I was chatting with worker at the Batchelor Post office about life on these properties. I asked her, "Do you ever have problems with dingoes stalking you at night along the fence lines?" She said that she had, all the time.
The dingoes near Lot 43 began to howl in unison, so that it sounded like they were actually on the property, but down in the back paddocks. I started worrying about the birds and placed extra chairs and pieces of fence in front of the door of the chicken and duck pen in the open shed, since I didn't want the dingoes jumping the fence, entering the house yard and clawing open the door. This went on for many months, sometimes randomly and at other times almost every night. It was only after a couple of years when I walked out the door one night and a whole group of dingoes began howling in the valley towards Litchfield National Park, that I had paused for a moment. Something didn't feel right. ... How did they know that I had stepped out into the darkness from that distance away? It was then that the howling of what sounded like five or six dingoes, suddenly turned into the screaming of women. I learnt to rebuke them and the screaming stopped. Once or twice over the years they would start up at a great distance away, but the sound would stop once I rebuked them and I have never heard the 'screaming dingoes' in the area since that time.
A Human Voice Calling Like An Owl With A Loud Speaker
The Fake Owl Sounds That I Was Hearing Were Not Normal In That They Were Too Loud For Distance Traveled.
My memory of this event is that I was sitting in a swivel chair faced away from the computer and towards the back door of the small stone cottage. I was about to begin the evening's work of penning all the birds for the night, when this 'owl' started to call out. There was an tawny frogmouth owl on the property, that would often sit on the gate to the rooster pen as I approached it, but I had never heard it call out and while I had heard owls in the past, this was different. I was preoccupied with my thoughts of the night's tasks, so it had called out quite a few times before I noticed it briefly, before it slipped my mind again. But it kept going and as it kept going, it got louder and louder, as if it was amplified. It was as if whoever was doing it, had a loud speaker and a funnel, that sent the calls from where they were out on the property, directly to my own hearing. I stopped and took note, thinking; That is not an owl. That is a man making very bad owl noises out on the paddock behind the house yard.
In the past I had been reading about how 'Bigfoot' sometimes will makes these odd owl noises that sound human and so once my attention had been focused on the noise, I pretty much knew that it was neither an owl or a human being doing that out on the paddock. I prayed that Father make it leave in Jesus's name, but my prayers were not the best. It was more like a casual "... Father, get that thing away from me." I also prayed, as I did each night, for the ongoing protection of myself and all the animals. There were no further 'fake own calls' that night, however during this time I was to receive a series of messages, that included a half woman half cat like creature cartoon, that popped up in a box on my computer screen with the words:
FIGHT WITH HER
I also received words of reasurrance, where I was asked that my rememberance be drawn back towards 'Psalm 91'. This was not competing with, or responding to the demonic intrusion, but it was more subtle and required me to keep reading The Holy Bible and feeding my spirit with God's Word as it is written in The New Testament, on a daily and sometimes twice daily basis, which I did. I enjoyed the continual ongoing reassurance and did not anticipate that anything particularly bad was going to occur.
Note: Many months after the fake hooting human owl incident out on the paddocks Lot 43, I was listening to a YouTube podcast from KJ at The Scariest Movie Ever where a guy was hearing a Bigfoot. At 49:29 he said; "It's coming from so far back there, but it's so loud." [And You Thought They Were Going To Save You (2020) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fOOxnU-435s] This was what it was like for me. The sound and the direction that the sound was coming from didn't match the loudness and intensity of the sound. There was something wrong with the scenario.
A Loud Grunt Followed Me Along The Fenceline Of The House Yard
I Felt That It Was Best That I Did Not Attempt To Look For, Be Led By Or Focus On The Demonic Powers.
When I was walking backwards and forwards in the house yard putting the birds to bed, a low barely audible growl would follow me along the fenceline between the house yard and the main mango orchard paddock. It was mainly making sounds, following me around the property, but keeping its distance. I was not terrified, but I was not too happy with the situation either. It was also making these single short grunts over by the double gate, where I had to go to turn the hose off at the tap on the front of the house. At first I refused to alter my course, I walked right along the fence, about twenty feet to my left loudly singing, 'Shine Jesus, Shine'. I wrote in my journal; "I know how much the enemy hated that song and it was good for my nerves. I was determined not to let a spirit of fear hold sway over me. Later that night, perhaps a couple of hours later, another military helicopter flew over the property."
Demonic Powers Would Have Me See Newspaper Headlines, To Refect What They Were Doing At The Time.
How I Changed My Nightly Routine To Avoid The 'Bigfoot' Demon
Every evening between 3.30pm and 7.30pm, depending on my strength and energy, I put all the animals on the property to bed by yarding and penning them, feeding them, picking up excess food and bringing it inside, so it would attract cockroaches and tree rats, placing mosquito coils in their pens and closing them in away from predators [namely pythons, mosquitoes, the odd feral cat] for the night, so that all the animals were penned earlier and so that the dogs and I would be back inside the cottage before the dark set in. Without even being conscious of what I was doing, I had changed my routine and so I was to find out, this was not acceptable God.
I was to slowly learn that God did not want me to sing "Shine Jesus, Shine", or any other song in order to calm my nerves. What I was to learn, is that God did not want me to have any fear at all regarding these demonic powers and as such, He was going to continue to expose me to them, until my fear was no longer there. My pretending not be be afraid and burying the fear didn't work either, since God knew everything about me, there was no hiding anything from Him. Even when I thought that I was no longer afraid, God knew that I still was. And so the experiences continued under the supervision of a holy angel, who had been sent to minister to, guide and protect me.
Singing And Speaking Out Loud And Attempting To Hide My Fear Was Not Acceptable To God Almighty.
"For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind." [2 Timothy 1:7, The Holy Bible, KJV]. |
