Evil in Between

I hang on high with the ropes eating into my wrists as I drip with pigs blood. Sacrifice is me, and we are barely in the material realm actually. I see his eyes, and the eyes of his coterie. If I am grilled, he will be billed. So many with no control, only demonry. I stay calm and lead him away with sweet dripping telepathy. My skin will not be a suit today. At the age of 3, I should be in school or something. This is my "creativity" about my Nazi father/ grandfather today. Coming back from that coo coo pool in Germany, everything has been left for me. In time, the dead with be "redeemed." It is the reverse for entities on the other side of the veil. I now cover myself and run away.