So, everything went fine until I had to pick my finger. My hands were shaking like crazy and my jugular felt as if it was ready to pop, which is strange as I am not afraid at all about letting blood. I picked my finger some 5-6 times with barely any blood coming out, not nearly enough to sign my name. I squeezed as much of it out as I could and pressed it onto the paper with my finger. Then I heard electric like crackling noise and assumed it was a confirmation from Father, so I burned the paper, forgetting to recite the prayer, so I did it while the paper burned, as I had it memorized. Afterwards I was afraid I didn't do it correctly, so I went into a trance and talked to Father, asking if I did well. I faintly felt his energy, I think my fear and anxiousness blocked me from fully feeling it(I have been consistently meditating for over a month and could feel energy very well, and I felt Father's before). So I asked for a sign again and the funniest thing happens:My phone starts ringing. It's a Christian fanatic from my class. Some guy told him I was in a Satanic sect and he called me to tell me to "turn back to God if it's true". I never even mentioned Satanism to anyone, only jokingly made some anti-christian remarks three years ago.
AVE SATANAS!
AVE SATANAS!
