TESTIMONY OF A RESURRECTED N°5
us and who were in the water came out of the water
My water baptism and my deliverance
When I came back to life, many pastors told me
that I had to receive the baptism of water, but I did
not want to be baptized by these pastors because I
remember before I died, I was Catholic. But when I
was in the submarine world I learned a lot of secrets
about this Roman church as well as famous pastors
of this world. I saw pastors and priests who regularly
came to meetings and summits organised by lucifer.
I knew that many pastors were servants of satan. So
I was suspicious of pastors and did not want to be
baptized by them. But one day while I was sleeping,
I had a vision in which the Lord recommended me to
receive the baptism of water, but I resisted the Lord.
Later, when pastors prayed for my deliverance, they
received the same message in a vision. The Lord
insisted, and warned them that if I refused to take the
baptism of water I would become mute for 3 days.
After a few days when I woke up in the morning,
I realised that I had become dumb. I was amazed. I
started to communicate with people by signs. Pastors
had to schedule a day when I was supposed to
receive water baptism. There was a quarrel between
the pastors for my baptism. I had become so popular
that pastors were fighting to baptise me. Everyone
wanted to baptise me to capitalise on my popularity.
There was disagreement between these pastors.
Later on, the Lord intervened and revealed what
was going to happen on the day of my baptism. He
warned that anyone who wants to baptise me must
know that the day of my baptism long demonic
serpents will attack the baptismal service in an
attempt to prevent it. This oracle of the Lord Jesus
Christ discouraged many pastors who were fighting
to baptise me. Among those who accepted to baptise
me despite this oracle of the Lord, I chose an apostle
for this service. At that time, I was very short and
my eyes were all white. I had no pupils and I was
unstable. Sometimes I lost control because forces
of darkness were influencing me. On the day of my
baptism there were many people on the river who
came to attend, because my story was widespread in
the area. I understood that baptism is essential in
Christian life, because after my baptism the demons
who controlled me were gone and I was totally free.
On that day, I was in the water with many pastors.
They were singing hymns, praises and adorations.
After praising and worshiping the Lord, the apostle
began the service of baptism. As soon as he started
this service, I heard the crowd of people on the
river scream. In fact, 2 large cobra snakes moved
towards us. The people who came to attend this
service escaped, and the pastors who were assisting
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to save themselves. I was left alone with the apostle.
I saw the first snake coming from the left side. It
was hitting the water and doing an up and down
movement. The crowd was watching this scene
from afar and was screaming. I watched what this
snake was doing. I noticed that the apostle had his
eyes closed; he did not want to look. He had his
eyes closed long before people started screaming.
While the crowd screamed, I watched what the cobra
was doing and then it disappeared from the water.
Then I saw the second snake. It approached us and
he encircled us. While the apostle still had his eyes
closed, the serpent lifted its head from the water. It
was about 5 meters long. To tell the truth, this snake
was Jacqueline, the mermaid of the toilet, one of
satan’s wives. This snake was staring at me, and
then she started talking to me and complaining. She
said to me: “Matthew, I loved you very much and I
gave you everything, but is this what you do to me?
I’m disappointed at your actions and your attitude.”
While this mermaid spoke to me, the apostle listened
but he had his eyes closed and he did not want to see
all this. He was focused on the prayer of protection
against the serpent. When the Holy Spirit seized him,
he took me and plunged me into the water and took me
out. Immediately after that, Jacqueline disappeared.
After investigating my history, the national
government concluded that my story was true. They
took me to the capital. They wanted me to work for
them but I knew them all, from the president to the
members of the government and parliament. They all
signed pacts with the devil. One day I was in their
meeting, one of their leaders was late, but when he
came I noticed that his upper part was that of a demonic
beast, and his lower part human. He was a Luciferian.
Later, the first lady of the country gave money to
the authorities of the intelligence agency to get
me clothes. We were in a supermarket doing some
shopping, but the gentleman who sold in that
supermarket was not an ordinary or natural man,
but a ghost who was already dead. When this man
saw me, he panicked because he knew I knew
his identity. As soon as he noticed that I knew his
identity, he disappeared from among his workers.
It was terror among the workers. The news spread
about this, but intelligence agents were not happy
because they were all in occultism.
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These plantations were deep inside the forest and
when we reached the villages where we had to load,
we were seen by the villagers as normal carriers.
They could not suspect that we were ghosts working
as slaves in plantation fields inside the forest. It was
after the first harvest and the loading of the trucks
that we became short like the slaves we had found in
these plantations. While working in these plantations
we often saw hunters but they could not see us. There
were other farmers who also came to the forest to
cultivate, and as they did not see our plantation, they
destroyed our products without knowing it. They
could not see our plantations that they were trampling
on and sometimes they were causing damage. Forests
hide many mysteries and there are spirits that are
active in the forests.
At times traditional chiefs of surrounding villages
forbade hunters and farmers from entering our area in
the forest, warning them of the activities of the spirits.
They could not tell them the whole truth. They were
aware of the mystic plantations in the forest, and the
slaves and ghosts who worked there, but they could not
tell the villagers. Hunters and others were forbidden to
linger in the forest. There was a hunter working in the
forest to catch animals. He did not see us; we could
see how he set up traps and helped him by pushing
animals into his traps. Later he wanted to settle in
the forest for a while, but he started cutting the trees
without knowing that he was cutting and destroying
our agricultural products. This caused anger among
the slaves’ farmers. They resolved to kill him. A slave
entered his body and pushed him to death. The slaves
who worked in this field killed the people who came to
disturb them. That’s how a dad who came for palm oil
died by accident caused by a slave who cut the rope by
which he climbed the palm tree. The forest is a place
where demons are active.
My father’s funeral
When I was in the underwater world working for
mermaid Jacqueline, my cousin had sacrificed a
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number of people who were members of our family, but
I was returning their souls into their bodies. He could
no longer sacrifice members of the family because I
was fighting and defending the family. But when I
was taken to this plantation, I could no longer fight for
the family in the invisible world. In the underwater
world of Madame Jacqueline I was privileged, but
in this plantation I was only a slave. As a result, my
cousin took advantage of this opportunity and began
to sacrifice members of my family. In one year he had
killed six people in the family, including my father.
When my father died, I was authorised by the
plantation manager who owned the slaves to attend
my father’s funeral. I physically went to my father’s
funeral assuming a false identity. They could not
recognise me because I pretended to be a friend of my
father. I attended his funeral with some colleagues
and slaves who were working in the plantation
with me. We went there physically assuming the
appearance of unknown people. We pretended to
be my father’s friends and we spent a lot of money
on his funeral. Nobody could recognise me, and
later when I returned to life miraculously, I told the
family in detail how the funeral had gone. They were
astonished and overwhelmed because I informed
them that I was present at the funeral by giving them
all the details of the funeral.
My return to normal life on earth
After a while life continued in this plantation, but at
times we noticed that our leaders lived a normal life
on earth, I mean they were not dead like us but alive,
because they came to work and returned to the world.
But to return to the world they had to eat a certain
type of food. In the canteen the food was prepared
for two groups of people. The first group were slaves
and the second were normal men who came to work
and returned to the natural world. These people were
occultists who entered our astral dimension and
returned to the earth. But to return home, these men
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who were our leaders only had to eat their type of
food. One day I decided by curiosity to eat the food of
our bosses who were all occultists. They forbade us
to eat their food. They warned us that we would die if
we ate their food. In fact in their food they put salt that
allowed them to leave this astral dimension. When
I decided to eat this food, my colleagues objected
saying that I was going to die. I told them, “It is better
to die than to live as a slave in these sufferings.”
After this debate, they lined up with me and as soon
as we ate what our bosses ate, something happened.
From the moment the food entered my stomach, I felt
like I was under water and I was suddenly ejected
from the water by force. I felt as if I had blocked
ears that had just become unblocked, and I had the
impression that scales had fallen from my eyes. I
saw the sun and the light of day after three years in
horror and twilight. In fact, as a slave we were in a
situation where we did not see the sun or the light
of day. Everything was dark, as if our perception of
reality was altered, demoted and veiled. We started
to hear the cry of the birds, the air and the wind blew
on us. We realised that we were in a big forest, each
of us began to realise what he had become since our
consciousness had returned to us. When I looked at
myself, I realised how small-sized I was and I was
scared. When I looked at my colleagues, their size
and appearance scared me. And when my colleagues
looked at each other, they were filled with terror. As a
result, everyone started fleeing in his direction.
We had a lot of hair and beards. Imagine someone
who does not shave their hair and beards for three
successive years. And I noticed that my skin was
filled with a lot of layers of dirt because I had not
washed it for three years, since I was dead. So it was
when we ate food containing salt that we disappeared
from the astral dimension and we landed in this forest
on the earth. I started walking up and down in this
forest which was the equatorial forest. After walking
for three days without seeing anyone and without
eating, I was tired, I rested near a tree. I could hear
the sounds of monkeys. Then at some point I heard
people talking far away. These people were hunters.
As my head was bowed with a lot of hair that I had
not been able to shave, they took me for an animal.
They were about to shoot at me when I raised my
head, and when I got up they got scared and started
running away screaming: “demons!” And they used
the name of Jesus Christ against me.
While they were fleeing, I pursued them because I
knew they were the only ones who could get me out
of this forest; I did not know the way. They said to
me, “You are a demon, a man cannot be like that.”
I said to them, “My brothers, I was lost in the forest
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for three years, this is why I am like that.” I had said
to myself, if I told them the truth that I was dead and
buried three years ago, they would abandon me in this
vast forest. After talking to me from a distance, one of
these hunters was convinced and persuaded that I was
an ordinary man, but the other was filled with terror
and shouted with panic saying, “You are a demon,
a normal man cannot be that size and be like you.”
Finally they agreed to take me home and I washed.
Then it was necessary to remove the mystical pair
of shorts that was on me for three years. Beloved,
scissors and knives could not cut this pair of shorts.
After two days of effort to remove the pair of shorts,
we had to give up. But it was when I prayed in my
heart, “Lord, help me to take off these pair of shorts”,
that I felt the pants move. I called the hunter and after
several hours of effort, the pants were removed from
my body. We put it on fire. But after hours in the fire,
those pants were still not burned. Later, the pair of
shorts that was my identity in the invisible world
eventually disappeared on its own. It was imperative
to remove this pair of shorts because the astral world
could make some invocations, and by mentioning the
number of the pants they would have returned me in
the invisible world. This is exactly what happened
to three other colleagues who had landed in the
equatorial forest with me. As they could not get rid of
the mystical pants, they were transported to the astral
world by their executioners’ invocation.
Later, these hunters showed me the way to the city.
After walking for three days, I saw a Vodacom
antenna. I followed it and later I found myself in
the main road. My impression was that I saw people
but it’s as if they did not see me. Then I saw a man
who was tall. I was about to explain my problem
to him when he said to me: “Do not worry, I know
everything about you. Take this direction that will
lead you to a group of soldiers. You will explain your
situation to them and they will take you to the office
of the local authorities, who in turn will call pastors
for you.” Beloved, things went exactly as this man
had predicted. I’m sure this man was an angel or the
Lord Himself. The commander of those soldiers I met
along the way was my uncle.
He was informed that a certain Matthew Badjoko was
outside. He claims he was dead and that he has come
back to life. When my uncle heard this, he replied
with a solemn voice and said, “This name of Matthew
Badjoko is that of my nephew who died 3 years
ago.” My uncle ordered that the person claiming to
be Matthew Badjoko be taken to his office. So I was
taken inside my uncle’s office, and when he saw me,
he was under emotion and he collapsed into a coma.
Later, he was taken to the hospital. So the soldiers
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transferred me to the local authorities. They launched
an investigation to determine who I was. After a
while, they discovered that my family lived in the
Eastern Province which is the neighbouring province.
The authorities contacted my family by phone and
they confirmed that they had a son named Matthew
Badjoko who died 3 years ago.
The file of the ghost
Later, the news reached the governor who came to
visit me. People came from all over the city to see me.
When the governor informed the central government
of the country, he was instructed to arrest me and
conduct an investigation to uncover this mystery.
This investigation was called “the file of the ghost.”
After my arrest, the authorities revealed to me that
the whole region was in turmoil because of me.
And if it turns out that my story was wrong I will be
publicly punished. At this point, I was influenced by
powerful demons. I was unstable and very strong, and
I could break the chains because my strength was not
ordinary but demonic.
I remember one day while I was in my prison’s
cell, the soldiers and the police came to beat me
up, because they thought that I was a usurper. But
that day I had beaten a whole division of the police.
They had to look for reinforcement to restrain me.
And later I was chained. That very day, a pastor was
walking in the neighbourhood when he saw a crowd
in front of the police station. The police explained to
him my situation, but he insisted on seeing me even
though the police had warned him of the danger he
in doing so. This pastor questioned me and prayed
for me. He proposed to the authorities to take me to
church, but he was informed by the regional authority
that my file was under investigation by the provincial
and national governments.
So I spent six months in the regional police jail
and the government managed to retrieve my death
certificate and my burial permit. This terrified them
because they were now convinced that they were
dealing with an unprecedented and paranormal
situation. They were dealing with a man who died 3
years ago and who reappeared. They made telephone
contact with my mother and they summoned her
to the Eastern Province for an interview so as to
advance the investigations. They asked my mother,
“Mr. Matthieu Badjoko who is presently with us, is he
your son? We have his death certificate and his burial
permit.” My mother confirmed that I was her son.
Later, they undressed me and they asked my
mother to identify the different scars on my body.
My mother identified all the scarring spots on my
body and she explained to them the history and
origin of these scars. After questioning my mother,
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the national government instructed the regional
government to arrest my cousin who had sacrificed
me for questioning. And during his interrogation, my
satanist cousin confessed being at the root cause of
my death. Beloved, it was thanks to the hand of God
that Jacqueline had not killed me, because we are
dealing here with a high-ranking demon.
I remember after my return to life, I had to be
baptized but I was seriously under the control of
forces of darkness. It was only men of God who could
manage my situation because I had a demonic force.
At one point, I had to be baptized but having lived
in the world of satan for 3 years, I knew the secret
of the Catholic church working with the devil and
many pastors who made a pact with satan. So I was
careful. I needed a serious and authentic man of God
for my baptism and my deliverance. To tell the truth,
my deliverance was not easy because my cousin
who had sacrificed me had landed in the complex
of the local authorities where the pastor was taking
care of me with a mystical helicopter. There were
pastors and soldiers who witnessed these paranormal
demonstrations. My cousin had come to take me
away and get me back to the mermaid Jacqueline who
was looking for me, but it did not work. This was a
spiritual and physical fight.
When my cousin had landed his mystical and physical
helicopter in the parcel of the local authorities where
I was kept, he came out of the helicopter dressed
in white and he was holding a briefcase filled with
money. He entered the office of the official authorities
where the pastors were and asked them: “What will
the family of Matthew give you for your efforts? Take
this briefcase of money and go to do business, but
first you must handover Matthew to me.” At this
very moment, pastors began to exercise authority
over him. They used the name of Jesus against him.
He disappeared before them. During my prayers of
deliverance, he was trying to capture me and take me
to the submarine world where I had been.
Apart from my cousin the occultist, I was also
threatened by my mermaid wife that I had left in
the underwater world with 4 children. She was
disappointed and she begged me to come back to her.
While I attended the prayers of deliverance, she came
to harass me and to beg me. Pastors could listen to her
voice, but they could not see her. She came every night.
Sometimes I woke up in the morning and saw her
sleeping by my side. And every time she appeared, I
called the pastors who could not see her, although they
heard her voice. She complained and cried, saying,
“How can you leave me with the children like this?” I
knew that this woman was a demon, even the children
we had there are demons and are very dangerous.
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