Fellow Magician,
Yesterday, I nearly lost my life in what could have been - perhaps even “should” have been - a fatal car crash in the Mojave desert on Independence Day. Those who have followed my career will recall how 3 short years ago this same desert claimed the life of our Son, Adam Kadmon Griffin.
Yesterday, I nearly lost my life in what could have been - perhaps even “should” have been - a fatal car crash in the Mojave desert on Independence Day. Those who have followed my career will recall how 3 short years ago this same desert claimed the life of our Son, Adam Kadmon Griffin.
Adam Kadmon Griffin (1992-2014) & Redd Dogg
Suddenly, we each found ourselves off road in the raw desert in a fast moving vehicle struggling to maintain control. Whereas the desert claimed Adam’s life that day, she was more generous with me this time around. By the grace of God, I was able to maintain control of our Jaguar Vanden Plas limosine and bring it to a safe stop. Although our precious Jag was totaled, I climbed out without a scratch!
In my position as Rosicrucian Imperator, one must of necessity ask when things like this happen:
Was this the result of Magickal attack?
You may recall my article from earlier this year "Ancient Mystery School Gives Dire Warning to Army of Witches” in which Leslie McQuade and I took a position contrary to a series of misguided and fake news media fueled rituals “to bind and curse the President of the United States and all who support him.” This initiative was led by a Satanist named Mike Hughes, was fueled by the notoriety of Lena del Rey, and is supported by the Golden Dawn’s own Antifa terrorist cheerleader, Morgan Eckstein.
The issue here is not whether or not you agree with the politics and policies of Donald Trump.
The real question is whether or not a gaggle of Communist leaning Magicians should be permitted to topple a duly elected President of the United States or bind and curse the American people who support him.
Lets call these people for what they are - magical terrorists. What makes these magical terrorists think they have the right to subvert the will of the American people and topple our Republic?
They struck in synchronized rituals month after month, always just before Black Moon when the energies of darkness and evil are at their most powerful. The series of rituals was to reach its crescendo on the Summer Sostice.
This configuration presented not only a credible magical threat, but due to media hysteria fueling mass participation it also presented a clear and present magical danger to the President and his family.
Unfortunately, the Secret Service does not yet have a magical arm. Leslie McQuade and I therefore stepped up to the plate and neutralized the magical threat to the First Family ourselves.
We spread word through the Magickal community looking for magical assistance - and many did quickly come. Witches, Magicians, Shamans of all stripes, united by a spirit of chivalry, standing in magical defense of our people.
But there was a problem. Due to media participation, we were badly outnumbered. Not only outnumbered, but those who had answered our call to defend our nation were mostly untrained in battle magick. Sure, we had managed to pull together a rag tag magical defense at the drop of a hat, but our situation was no better off in Winter 2017 than George Washington's army at Valley Forge!
There was no way we could defeat that magical army. Thanks to Lena del Rey and the New York Times, their numbers would simply swamp us.
There was a still one last desperate way to defeat them, but it was fraught with personal danger for Leslie and me. Now that we have crossed the threshold of the Summer Solstice, I can finally speak a bit more freely about what happened.
We knew we could not defeat that magical army directly. They have the media with celebrities gathering recruits to their misguided cause. No matter what we would do, we would remain hopelessly outnumbered. The most certain way to defeat a army of superior numbers is by using superior Magick, so that is precisely what we did!
From the moment the terrorist witches launched their first attack, I took personal responsibility for the magical protection of President Trump and Leslie for his wife Melania.
We used High Magick Battle Magick to draw all of the binding and curse energy hurled at the First Family to Leslie and myself instead, transforming ourselves into "Living Puppets" of Donald J and Melania Trump, in order to attract the entire force of the magical attacks on the First Family to us instead here at Isis temple, where the energy could be safely neutralized by our magical defenses.
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Leslie and I knew going into this we were putting ourselves into harm's way. We knew, in fact, it could even cost us our lives. There is no room even for the tiniest mistake with something like this. And even as good as our defenses are, we have been up against an ENTIRE MAGICAL ARMY.
But wait. There is more! It is finally time to share this with you too.
As a matter of fact, last month Leslie also nearly lost her life as well!
She was out hiking on Shadow Mountain when our late Son’s dog, Redd Dogg, ran off and injured his paw at the mountain top. Leslie, desperate, did her best to save him, carrying all 70 lbs of him in her arms down the mountain as far as he possibly could. Unfortunately, Leslie began to notice signs of heat stroke (it was 117º!). Finally, she was forced to make a terrible choice. Leslie had to either leave Redd Dogg there, or both of them would die together on Shadow Mountain.
When Leslie made it back she had full blown heat exhaustion. Our rescue efforts to save Redd Dogg failed that evening. Eventually, we faced the fact that we had lost him to the mountain. As great as our loss is, we find solace in that Leslie is safe and sound and still with us although we nearly lost her.
So, you see. The Magical War of 2017 is very real and there have been casualties. Although Leslie an I are highly protected, we were very lucky considering he risks of this past operation. In fact, I consider it fortunate we are still alive.
That rite nearly destroyed us. It was a terrible magical idea, but at the time there was no other effective option to protect our First Family and Republic in the face of such massive, raw, orchestrated evil.
As a Viet Nam era Veteran, this is not the first time I have risked my life for my country, and it will likely not be the last. I commend Leslie McQuade for her courage and tenacity staying by my side even walking into the valley of the shadow of death. Leslie is a great soul and an even greater spiritual teacher and leader.
We may not be out of the woods completely yet, but the terrorist witches have already taken their best shot to destroy our POTUS and our Republic - AND THEY FAILED.
Along the way, Leslie and I have suffered losses as I am sure some of you have as well. Our Jaguar limo is now a pile of twisted metal and Redd Dogg will be sorely missed. Speaking of which, Redd Dogg is the real hero of this story. He never understood our mission, but he was with us every step of the way. Ultimately, he laid down his life to save Leslie's. I will always remember Redd Dogg as the embodiment of chivalry!
There was a still one last desperate way to defeat them, but it was fraught with personal danger for Leslie and me. Now that we have crossed the threshold of the Summer Solstice, I can finally speak a bit more freely about what happened.
We knew we could not defeat that magical army directly. They have the media with celebrities gathering recruits to their misguided cause. No matter what we would do, we would remain hopelessly outnumbered. The most certain way to defeat a army of superior numbers is by using superior Magick, so that is precisely what we did!
WARNING: Do NOT try this yourself at home!
From the moment the terrorist witches launched their first attack, I took personal responsibility for the magical protection of President Trump and Leslie for his wife Melania.
We used High Magick Battle Magick to draw all of the binding and curse energy hurled at the First Family to Leslie and myself instead, transforming ourselves into "Living Puppets" of Donald J and Melania Trump, in order to attract the entire force of the magical attacks on the First Family to us instead here at Isis temple, where the energy could be safely neutralized by our magical defenses.
Hey Wi-atches ...
Leslie and I knew going into this we were putting ourselves into harm's way. We knew, in fact, it could even cost us our lives. There is no room even for the tiniest mistake with something like this. And even as good as our defenses are, we have been up against an ENTIRE MAGICAL ARMY.
But wait. There is more! It is finally time to share this with you too.
As a matter of fact, last month Leslie also nearly lost her life as well!
She was out hiking on Shadow Mountain when our late Son’s dog, Redd Dogg, ran off and injured his paw at the mountain top. Leslie, desperate, did her best to save him, carrying all 70 lbs of him in her arms down the mountain as far as he possibly could. Unfortunately, Leslie began to notice signs of heat stroke (it was 117º!). Finally, she was forced to make a terrible choice. Leslie had to either leave Redd Dogg there, or both of them would die together on Shadow Mountain.
When Leslie made it back she had full blown heat exhaustion. Our rescue efforts to save Redd Dogg failed that evening. Eventually, we faced the fact that we had lost him to the mountain. As great as our loss is, we find solace in that Leslie is safe and sound and still with us although we nearly lost her.
So, you see. The Magical War of 2017 is very real and there have been casualties. Although Leslie an I are highly protected, we were very lucky considering he risks of this past operation. In fact, I consider it fortunate we are still alive.
That rite nearly destroyed us. It was a terrible magical idea, but at the time there was no other effective option to protect our First Family and Republic in the face of such massive, raw, orchestrated evil.
As a Viet Nam era Veteran, this is not the first time I have risked my life for my country, and it will likely not be the last. I commend Leslie McQuade for her courage and tenacity staying by my side even walking into the valley of the shadow of death. Leslie is a great soul and an even greater spiritual teacher and leader.
We may not be out of the woods completely yet, but the terrorist witches have already taken their best shot to destroy our POTUS and our Republic - AND THEY FAILED.
Along the way, Leslie and I have suffered losses as I am sure some of you have as well. Our Jaguar limo is now a pile of twisted metal and Redd Dogg will be sorely missed. Speaking of which, Redd Dogg is the real hero of this story. He never understood our mission, but he was with us every step of the way. Ultimately, he laid down his life to save Leslie's. I will always remember Redd Dogg as the embodiment of chivalry!
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| Redd Dogg (2011-2017) |
But in the end as I look back, only 3 things really matter today in this situation:
• Our POTUS and his family are safe and still here.
• Leslie is safe and still here.
• I am safe and still here.
Moreover, Leslie and I are still together. Our center held - and the AΩ flag still flies proudly over Isis Temple!
And although our Commander in Chief will likely never even know that I exist, I still end with these words to you, Mr. President ...
“Mission accomplished, Sir."
In abundance, power, and truth,
Rosicrucian Imperator David Griffin
Veteran, US Army, 2d ACR: “Toujours Prets!"
PS: Something inside us changed on Shadow Mountain and out in the Mojave. All that really does matter any more is our core mission: "To teach the Magick of Emancipation so that all who wish to ascend must never return to this slave planet again!”