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For months I was googling narcissistic abuse recovery, over and over.  If you hang out long enough on these sites you run out of things to do.   There’s only so much information about narcissistic personality disorder that even exists.  With nothing else to do people start accusing other people in the chat rooms of being narcissists themselves, then question the diagnostic framework in general, not in any rigorous way, they’re just like, this is bullshit.  It’s because there’s nothing else to do. Everyone there is in a lot of pain and addicted to the internet.  All it takes is a testimonial that really resonates personally like – “I have a dog and I feel like she was trying to make the dog hate me. She would give it gourmet treats in secret behind my back.”

And It’s on.

My recent ex was extra, but in a way I couldn’t quite explain. Sure, she had all the traits of a malignant narcissist but so does almost everyone I know.

Late at night a google search landed me on the YouTube site of Pink Girl Teaches.  She’s a black minister who helps women recover from narcissistic abuse from a Biblical and Supernatural perspective. She says that narcissists are marine spirits from Satan’s underwater kingdom. Narcissists are mermaids. We are all human souls in a supernatural situation in a spiritual war.

Now this was something I could relate to.

She delivers her sermons from her desk and there’s an aquarium behind her head. She’s young, like 35, and very pretty in a prim and slightly militant church lady way.  It’s clear she’s been in the trenches and recovered from some holy hell and wants to help others. 

Pink girl teaches says the mermaids from Satan’s underwater kingdom are ruled by the queen of the ocean.  There are two of them. The queen of the coast who presides over the African seas, and the queen of the deep who presides over the pacific. Deep in ocean is Leviathan, a reptilian Death Star like in Star Wars from which all marine spirits emerge - mermaids, snakes, scorpions, squids, Cthulhu. Jellyfish, octopus, no dolphins, dolphins are different – all the spawn of Leviathan make their way on land to find a human host to do the sea dragon’s work. They will return to Leviathan during the rapture when Jesus comes and this whole thing gets resolved.   

 

Some marine spirits are just passing through their hosts through   vibrational attraction, like meets like.  Others are born in human form from the beginning because of unfed ancestral altars and generational curses as well as deep karmic twists of fate already writ in the stars. Lifer mermaids.  I’ve only known one.

Finally! Something made sense!

Heir to Lilith and Jezebel, marine spirits are homewreckers, call-out cops in the institutions, miscarriage bringers, catalysts of delay, master manipulators and mimics in the realm of the ecstasies of the great saints.   It was uncanny how the things she said related to my own experience.

Rattlesnake sightings, coral snake sightings, snakes of all kinds – check.

 Picks fights - check

Whites of eyes disappear, eye sockets big black holes – check

Married a fish in an art project with members of the church of Satan present – check

Sex feels like demons, space aliens, Cthulhu, snakes and men dressed like 1950’s spies are fucking each other in the spirit realm - check. 

Said she wanted me to impregnate her with an ovipositor alien sex toy you can buy off the internet so she could give birth to giant monster babies that would be set forth upon the land to destroy all human life - check

It’s understood that demonic entities must announce themselves. Satan is into consent, who knew?  I remember when I gave it.  We were by the ocean.  We had just had our first big fight the day before in a hotel. I felt like I’d tripped on LSD and gasoline. Had no idea what had just happened other than I knew I’d do anything to never feel that bad again. From that day on I lost my wallet keys and phone on the hour for the next three years.  I told her I’d been praying for a girl like her since I was sixteen, standing on the pier in Santa Barbara staring at the water, a young lonely lesbian who as a child pretended Darlene Gillespie from the mickey mouse club was my girlfriend. For years I sustained this fantasy between me and this television child rodeo queen, and now here she was in the flesh. Darlene Gillespie the actress, spent six months in prison for social security and identity theft – clearly a satanic mermaid herself.

Pink Girl teaches says to be careful in ocean towns.  She says to not stare at the water too hard.

There by the beach she said to me – I come from the ocean, I’m not sure how long I will be allowed to stay.  You need to know how hard it is for me to be away from my people.  I don’t know if they will accept you. 

“I am yours,” I said.  The whole world is different now.

Isn’t this wild? My ex was a mermaid from Satan’s underwater kingdom. The problem is that this insight has presented a whole set of theological questions that could keep me addicted to the internet forever. Like are all mermaids evil?  Rhianna isn’t evil. Dolly Parton isn’t evil. They seem like mermaids to me. The Little Mermaid isn’t evil, exactly.  However, children who fan girl over mermaids and make it their entire thing are a little bit gross, sorry, there’s too much plastic involved. Children that are too much beholden to the little mermaid, those who need their parents to buy them all the little mermaid stuff so every time they exit their room dressed in that shit, seeking attention through all that stuff, are gross. People, the situation of the little mermaid turns your house into a microcosm of the ocean’s invasion by industrial plastics and the fact this occurs because of an imaginary defanged mermaid, and one that is a child no less, is actually a low-level spiritual sickness that rides in on the scent of mucus and juice box sugars.  But I won’t call it satanic.

Obviously, there are mermaids that are not satanic at all.  I acknowledge my ignorance of them as a flaw in my inquiry. 

I want to focus on Pink Girl Teaches and why she spent two hours talking about the octopus. She says the octopus is a narcissist. With eight arms, a brain in each arm, it’s basically the Leviathan’s CIA, Mossad agent and Palantir surveillance system. It’s the Charlie in Charlie’s Angels.  All you have to do is breath and the thing knows everything about you.  It stores your information to use against you when it wants to attack, it hurts you very badly, then accuses you of doing to it what it just did to you and you will doubt yourself because that’s the power of the octopus. The intelligence of an octopus is beyond our understanding.  It’s ancient, from a time when time was different, consciousness was different, when life perceived life without any veil at all.  You can’t keep a secret from an octopus.  

 I was walking around the Silverlake reservoir the other day thinking about the LA river.  Fifty to ninety percent of ingested drugs that we pee out of our bodies remain basically unchanged chemically, it is said. The most common drugs found in the water around there are Acetaminophen, Caffeine, methamphetamine, cocaine, opioids and antidepressants, Effexor being the main one. Birth control and synthetic hormones are also in there. This got me thinking that the octopus must learn a lot about us through our pee.  Not just the drugs we pee out, but an octopus can sense emotions from our pee, stress levels, a person’s housing situation, the joy of a successful casting call, and things like if someone’s been hiding a vaping habit from their girlfriend, just from perceiving tiny molecules of pee in the water. An octopus knows lies in the water. And love. Oxytocin.

A 2018 study showed that octopi exposed to Prozac pee in ocean water have increased boldness and disrupted hunting instincts. When exposed to meth pee and fentanyl pee they become addicted and experience withdrawal and steal car stereos.

I harbor many theories about why the queen of the coast and the queen of the deep would release satanic mermaids upon the land.   A remote viewer reported that there’s a mermaid chained in the basement of the Vatican.   Like why would there be a mermaid in chained underneath the Vatican? Maybe she is controlled by the secret deep state to release her satanic mermaid relatives upon the land in specific demographics like the LGBTQ community, Hollywood and Mega churches to cause grandiose level suffering in otherwise happy lives, leading to votes for targeted political candidates, the seeking out of psyche meds, Ozempic and street drugs, bail bonds, lawyers, therapists, restraining orders, Tik-Tok  accounts, revenge porn, relocation to smart cities like Tulsa, investments in crypto and future suicide machines - there’s trillions dollars of capital right there for the globalist blockchain banking system just from mermaid attacks.

Or maybe its just the octopus, the one creature that has always stood out as not being of this realm, a spy, an alien, the pissed off, strung out octopus, addicted and miserable from our pee and witnessing us with too much of its third eye, without any breaks, and one day it answers back to the relentless noise of us, and just like pink girl teaches says, it shapeshifts and becomes legion – it’s spawn released upon the land.

You may not want to hear this, but if you’ve been mermaid attacked, you need to ask for deliverance.   Trust me, if they’re an actual satanic mermaid, they will destroy you.  It’s their job, you can’t take it personal or feel bad about yourself for getting involved.  Don’t ruminate, don’t think about them in the bathtub. Let them have their own nightclub, one that you don’t go to anymore. That’s it. Don’t go back to that nightclub just because it’s the only thing going on a Tuesday.


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