Hail Master, who redeemed me!

Sisters, my name is Carlinhos.

I had my life reaped by a needle prick, which took me from ecstasy to absolute madness. With nothing to forget, today I am duly informed that everything occurred in the expression of my free will.

I was disincarnated in the 1970s, at 18 years old. For years, I went through tortures at the hands of city traffickers of addicts, in the lower astral.

In that place, to feel alive and for lack of the "powder of illusion," I wanted the pain and sometimes self-mutilated me.

In the infernal city of addicts, I agreed to work for the traffickers who commanded the place. As an addict, I was blind and faithful to their purposes, in the eagerness to receive one more dose.

One day, just out of curiosity, I thought of my family and as if by magic, I had a very clear dream, with scenes of those that used to be very dear to me. I saw my mother, father, brothers, cousins, friends. At that time, it was as if a knife was being buried in my chest. It was distressing and painful to see the pain and loneliness I caused to my beloved parents.

Suddenly I saw several shadows accompanying my little brother, who at the time of my disincarnation was two years old. I panicked! Like a madman, and I do not know how, I prayed, I begged. In the infernal City, I offered myself as a slave, I asked the Lords not to take my brother to the horrors of drugs. They laughed and mocked me a lot, offering more drugs, the best ones, they said.

One day, in a dark corner of the city, very ashamed, I remembered Jesus and prayed a Our Father. I asked God, or anyone who could help me, to listen to me, to do anything to me but to help my little brother. Frightened, I saw a very pretty lady approach me and ask if I would have the strength to get out of there by my own legs. Very afraid, I followed her.

I admit, my brothers, that it was not easy what I went through after that for my recovery. I gave a lot of work to spiritual friends. I fought, cried, and begged for another dose of powder.

I cursed, I tried to run away.

Then, tired and scared, I gave in to the treatment.

Today, here I am, being part of a wonderful team that helps these drugged brothers, slaves of addiction. I confess that I am still afraid to slip, but I strengthen myself with my instructors and, especially, in the love of Jesus and of all those who help me. I move to one place to another only with our guides. And so, very slowly, I am getting rid of the pernicious influence of drugs.

I pray to God that in my future incarnation, which will begin shortly, I will have the strength to face the intimate and secular torments that accompany me, and finally, I can fight for life.

Now, clean, I know there is no greater joy than being in full control of reason, being part of an edifying work.

Today, I am happy because I have good friends and the Light of the Master Jesus sustains me in times of distress.

I ask the Father a moment of peace to my brothers and addicts and strength to the Angels of ransom.

Light to all.

Carlinhos

Ex-addict and worker of the Spiritual City Servants of Jesus, attending drug users

GESJ – 09/10/2018 – Vitória, ES – Brasil