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            <title><![CDATA[Do Repeated Dreams Mean Anything? Sharing My First Deja Vu Dream]]></title>
            <description><![CDATA[<div class="medium-feed-item"><p class="medium-feed-snippet">In this article I will discuss two dreams I had that I believe are in sequence with each other. Before I begin, there are two public&#x2026;</p><p class="medium-feed-link"><a href="https://medium.com/@ridleybarrett24/do-repeated-dream-mean-anything-sharing-my-first-deja-vu-dream-8b936231479d?source=rss-05d9f2ac30eb------2">Continue reading on Medium »</a></p></div>]]></description>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 05 Oct 2026 02:17:57 GMT</pubDate>
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            <title><![CDATA[My Protest…Remember the True Titans.]]></title>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 25 Sep 2026 14:41:05 GMT</pubDate>
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            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The Tennessee Titans just lost to the Philadelphia Eagles this past Sunday and all I can think about is how the Titans stadium was full of Eagles fans. As a fan of the Titans since 1999, I was embarrassed because you just do not see that with other fan bases. Instead of getting emotional about the loss, I began to process what was really bothering me. I grew up in the Middle TN region and have seen changes throughout the area. One of those changes was watching leaders prostitute Nashville service to outsiders instead of protecting her indigenous inhabitants.’ We are more concerned about how outside tourists feel instead of building on the foundation of who we are. Are we not Music City? Why am I hearing about the symphony not having money? Did not Beethoven protest Napoleon Bonaparte through his music? We are not Hollywood. Raising the property taxes to compete with other cities while simultaneously pushing out the indigenous people is beyond evil. Your real Titans fans do not have the same wages as someone from Miami or New York. The Titan’s stadium is full of opposing teams because the original fans are being pushed out of the area while new citizens, who have no allegiance to the Titans, bring their friends and family in from out of town to party and whoop our ass each week. I implore our leaders to consider this thought. If your fans cannot afford their property taxes, how can they afford the games? Those same fans cannot afford the symphony either.</p><p>Even though you hide your greed behind the idea of inflation. Everything that is in the dark will eventually become known. An eagles fan said it was cheaper for them to get on a plane and go to a Titans away game than to attend an eagle’s home game. That is good for him. However, the reverse would never happen. You would never see a Titans fan base take over in Philadelphia no matter how expensive the tickets are. Why? Because Philadelphia knows who they are and takes care of their own. Every time you show your Titans stadium full of opposing fans you remind the world that you sold your own out for money. Your evil plans will not prosper for we are Gods children. How you think of us is invalid. This is our home. The trail of tears will not happen again. I still remember the town under Percy Priest Lake. I still remember your exploitation of Tennessee State University. Using the tigers to support your stadium financially. That money should have gone to their university. I warn you. Your evil plans will not prosper because of our strength but through our God. It is He that will defend us. Your money will not help you. May He have mercy on you for offending his children. May the New South fall as the walls of Jericho.</p><img src="https://medium.com/_/stat?event=post.clientViewed&referrerSource=full_rss&postId=6bd79db1bde6" width="1" height="1" alt="">]]></content:encoded>
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            <title><![CDATA[To The One Who Changed My Perspective on Love]]></title>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 16 Sep 2026 05:14:48 GMT</pubDate>
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            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hello love…I still rest near southern waters. Unfortunately, I may not be able to keep the promise I made to myself… waiting for you on this cursed ship. Hate and pride has consumed the mistress. She hates any kind of male leadership and has been obsessed trying to break my spirit. However, she will never know how much I love you. The memory of you on this ship gives me joy. In my heart I know I will see you again. I stay on this ship not for money but so you will always know where to find me. I do not have the words to describe to you how much I love you, but I will try.</p><p>I told you the truth when I said you had a good heart. However, I lied to you when I said beauty did not mean anything to me. The truth…if I had a type, physically, you would be the standard. However, your regal and authentic energy inspired and moved me. In a world that is transactional…you never tried to use me for money. Even when you could totally control me…you inspired me to take the lead. Finding you… lead me down a path to remembering who I am. Mom taught me the eyes are windows to the soul. Yours showed me that you are a Queen asking the King to remember. Remember who you are and why you are here.</p><p>I have dreamed of you wearing a diamond crown dancing with me in the snow. I still remember the sun gleaming through the trees as we reunited in the woods by the river. Looking at the moon at 2 am brings me back to earth as I think of you. I do not know if you are part of a powerful family. I know Romeo and Juliet struggled too. Do they think I am no good to you? What I do know is the feeling you gave me every time I saw you. The hardest days did not seem so bad when you were around. I know people thought I was corny at work. They just did not know that I had a crush on you then and their drama was irrelevant ha-ha. Why did you apologize to me for believing in the heart of the cross? Why did you tell me to live long and prosper in Hebrew? I have so many questions?</p><p>I have been getting into music lately. The movie Immortal Beloved inspired me to start writing out my stories into songs. Heard MTSU was good for music and was thinking of going back to school. I am working third shift for now. I am still by Demonbreun where angels sing with me. If you come by the eve of the sabbath…. I will be there these next few months. Hoping to see you again. if not… do not worry…I will always cherish meeting you. I know what an honorable woman looks like and she should know that.</p><img src="https://medium.com/_/stat?event=post.clientViewed&referrerSource=full_rss&postId=21129d432ea8" width="1" height="1" alt="">]]></content:encoded>
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            <title><![CDATA[Hayden Panettiere Tribute]]></title>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 19 Aug 2026 14:20:18 GMT</pubDate>
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            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/960/1*211fWWUFCvKM3P4ThN1csg.jpeg" /></figure><p>Honestly, I am not the kind of guy to glorify celebrities. However, I must give Hayden Panettiere her flowers today. As someone who is learning to express himself, I did not realize how much of a positive influence Hayden Panettiere had on me until her passing. She always had a light in her eyes on screen and so much passion. Allegedly, some say she was taken out because of her exposing the industry. I do not know what Hayden experienced behind the scenes and glamor. I am not naïve we never knew each other. However, after seeing her interview expressing how she did everything she could to get away from an unpleasant situation. She was not a corrupt individual and had morals. Her, not being involved with corruption and showing her authentic self is the light we all saw on screen. Not saying she was perfect or did not struggle with things. She was not the type of person to do anything for money. Corruption is not far when money is the only motive. However, influencing others to be kind and authentic while completing your own race is something worth noting. My favorites were watching you in “Remember the Titans,” influencing me to be a peace maker in my community and Alpha and Omega pursuing the love of my life. We are around the same age; I appreciate you being a light during my childhood.</p><img src="https://medium.com/_/stat?event=post.clientViewed&referrerSource=full_rss&postId=8c27821decad" width="1" height="1" alt="">]]></content:encoded>
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            <title><![CDATA[Thankful for my Fathers Hands]]></title>
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            <pubDate>Thu, 06 Aug 2026 05:35:54 GMT</pubDate>
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            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/626/1*InA7gL93_33c-p8vM97r9w.avif" /></figure><p>Recently, my car has made me feel it owns me instead of me owning it. With the economy being unstable I made it a priority to fix what I can on my car. To be clear, I am not a handy man. Mechanical work drives me insane because I typically do not have patience. However, with prices rising, I had no choice but to be patient with what I could control. Unfortunately, that patience ran out recently as I hit one of Nashville’s wonderful potholes. I left a hard shift at work, and my lug nuts broke off around 1:00 am. I just wanted to go home. Initially, I did not know all five lug nuts on the rear passenger side broke off but I knew something wasn’t right. I made three sharp turns. into a speedway gas station parking lot. When the Tow truck guy arrived, he could not believe I was able to continue driving. There was nothing holding the wheel on. His response was, God? In that moment, I heard a calm steady voice say that I got you and I will take care of you.</p><p>Reluctantly, I called my dad for help. I knew he was tired and had his own projects to work on. He always wanted me to think for myself and when I couldn’t figure things out, I felt I failed. However, when I explained my situation, he came over and helped me put new Lugnuts on. I was relieved that I did not have to miss work. I always hesitated to work on cars. Memories watching my dad work on cars and being frustrated gave me a negative view on trying to fix anything. His frustration was not the problem, but a reminder for me to give him a break. As children we see our parents as invincible, as adults we learn they were only trying to figure it out.</p><p>Working with my dad this time felt different. It almost seemed like he was enjoying working on the car with me. We had time to talk and catch up. This time there was no yelling or getting frustrated. We worked as a team and I noticed the negative thoughts, I had of myself not being good enough, starting to fade away. I loved my father, but somewhere along the way I stopped believing in the thought that he was proud of me. Is that not like Satan? Whispering lies upon lies to divide and conquer. The car incident happened a few weeks ago. However, on August 4, 2026, God showed me the influence that led me to disobey my dad’s instructions. I write about that disobedience in my Poseidon articles. As you may know by now, music and movies influenced me a lot as a kid. Some people look at movies as entertainment, for me it was an escape from reality.</p><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1000/1*fmvL4AP4wEP_lCLLwnWlBQ.jpeg" /></figure><p>Peter and the Wolf had a much larger influence on me in disobeying my dad than I realized. Here we have a boy whose only friends are a bird, a duck, and a cat. The bird and duck are both in the bird family, however, they are seen bickering with each other. Then a cat comes and stalks the two birds. Peter somehow gets these natural enemies to all get a long and for a moment he is happy in his own universe. For me growing up. I usually played outside by myself with the insects and so I related to the boy at the time.</p><p>His grandfather disturbs that joy by scolding him for being out in the meadow where wolves are known to roam. The boy is not scared of the wolves. In fact, he disobeys his grandfather’s instruction to stay out of the meadow and eventually captures the wolf. The boy is confident in his abilities. Leading and unifying the birds and cat to capture the wolf. This is where I realized where my passion for working as a team to overcome problems much bigger than me came from. If you recall in my short story Delilah wants the bag, I mention the Titan wolf dream.</p><p>As the story continues, Peter realizes that some hunters wanted to capture and kill the wolf. Peter suggests they take the wolf to the zoo. This would take care of the threat and save the wolf’s life. This is where my passion for being a peace maker came into play. At the time there were only two scriptures that meant something to me. Proverbs 18:24 states If you want friends, you must show yourself friendly. Matthew 5:9 states Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called children of God. Peter, showing the wolf mercy and creating peace in the meadow was my example, I carried in my mind, of what a peace maker should look like.</p><p>As peter felt confident in capturing the wolf and gain the respect of his peers, Peters Grandfather shows up angry and scolding again. Peter, then asked the question, “Are you not proud of me?” At first the grandfather responds with a sharp no! However, Peter doubles down and says, “I’m sorry, but aren’t you proud of me just a little bit?” For me, I realized I was looking for in my dad. I realized I held on to anger for so long from the pool incident in my Poseidon story because I was expecting my dad to be proud of me that I faced my fears and jump into the ten-foot area. At the time, my teachers and classmates were proud of me. I felt like I accomplished something as Peter did! After my teacher boasted to my dad that she was proud of me I thought maybe this was my moment to see a proud look on my dad’s face. Boy was I wrong.</p><p>When I asked God about this film Peter and the Wolf and why it was mesmerizing to me as a child, His response was the music. The story glorifies disobedience subtly and the music and cartoonish nature mask the message. For me, God simply reminded that obedience is better than sacrifice, 1 Samuel 15:22. I can honestly say I can look back on my life and see how I sacrificed things just to get my dad’s approval. However, I am grateful that he allowed me to live long enough to see my dad in a new light.</p><img src="https://medium.com/_/stat?event=post.clientViewed&referrerSource=full_rss&postId=25c70c749469" width="1" height="1" alt="">]]></content:encoded>
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            <title><![CDATA[Rebellion Towards My Dad Introduced Me to Poseidon (That Sin We Smell Part 4)]]></title>
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            <pubDate>Sun, 08 Feb 2026 05:22:05 GMT</pubDate>
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            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1024/1*65QQAp0bWJRG8iBIrDWhMQ.avif" /></figure><p>The conversation with Dr. Bright about the hidden competition amongst Nashville, Las Vegas, and Las Angelas sent Beretta over the moon emotionally. Beretta loved Nashville because it reminded him of the best memories he had of hanging out with his dad. He did not see him much when he was younger because of work. However, Beretta would go on weekend adventures to the Nashville science museum, visit Centennial Park, and going to rodeos! For Beretta, Nashville was a break from his frustrating nightmares in Columbia TN. He naturally felt safe around his dad that no demons would ever harm him. Dad was Superman! If Dad were around, no monsters could get me. It’s an understatement how much Beretta was drawn to Percy Jackson! The thought that if he had ADHD there was nothing wrong with him, encouraged him. Percy did not get along with his stepfather and could not concentrate in class. Beretta felt that with his soul. Hearing about Nashville potentially winning a chance to host new technology seemed like an adventure. In college, Beretta heard out of towners clowning Nashville. Nashville ain’t shit and Nashville ain’t this. Beretta grew frustrated by their arrogance. This was his dad’s city, from his point of view, and he would defend it with his soul.</p><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1024/1*3RollANwhOURn3iHyahaLQ.jpeg" /></figure><p>Las Angelas, Las Vegas, and Nashville had two things in common. Lawlessness and New Football Stadiums. The Las Angelas Rams moved from St. Louis back to California. In Percy Jaskson Las Angelas, leads to Hades. The Las Vegas Raiders moved from Oakland California to Nevada. In Percy Jackson, Percy is distracted by drugs and procrastinates. Tennessee Titans are building a new stadium with a nickname, Ring of Fire. Nashville slowly began to go by Nash Vegas with a twist of New Orleans. After Katrina, refugees from Louisiana migrated to the Midstate of Tennessee. The spirit behind the Las Angelas Rams is Baphomet. The spirit behind the Las Vegas Raiders is outer darkness. The Greek goddess that controls Nashville is Athena with the Tennessee Titans being Nephilim spirits. In Percy Jackson, Percy fights a dragon with many heads. Every time he cut off his head, several more grew back.</p><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/819/1*s8rsiSCVtaQdIpkmJsYUUA.jpeg" /></figure><p>Nashville had no shortage of women. Women from all over the world came out of nowhere, it seemed. Everyone wanted to celebrate their engagements and get wasted! Beretta saw Nashville go from a ghost town to one of the craziest cities. It was incredible! However, Beretta noticed that most women were stuck up and superficial towards him personally. Because Beretta had chosen Poseidon in his heart, Athena, Poseidon’s enemy, was at war with Beretta. Beretta had a hard time with women in Nashville. I don’t give two fucks how independent you bitches are. There are a billion of you in this city….one of you is going to love me!</p><p>In Percy Jackson, Luke the messenger comes across as a helpful confidant to Percy. However, he betrays Percy and is revealed to be the lightning thief. In the Gospel of Luke, Jesus/YAHUASHA is a messenger to his lost sheep. Luke in Percy stirred up rebellion and strife in his community and the other Greek gods. It’s time to recreate the world in our image Luke expresses passionately to Percy! Just as Poseidon rebelled against his father, Luke (Percy Jackson) was spreading the message of the spirit of lawlessness in these three cities. In Delilah wants the bag. Sunshine was a gatekeeper in the Middle Tennessee Region for sorcery. She was ruled by Athena and vigorously had territorial spirit disputes with Beretta over who would be priest over the Tennessee region. However, the loser would be the others servant in the spirit world.</p><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/640/1*8J_1M_VB2Ivj5vu9nFLnVg.jpeg" /></figure><p>One night Beretta was having a conversation with a friend about his ex-Sunshine and something in Beretta snapped. He felt his nose and mouth start to connect. The back of his ears, Occipitalis, and Epicrania Aponeurosis started to connect into crop like Doberman ears. It felt like his forehead and mouth and been taken over by a spirit. His body burns with wrath! His teeth began to change slightly. As Beretta began to shake his head his roommate at the time stepped back in disbelief. What’s wrong Beretta asked. I’ve never seen anything like that in my life. It was the first time his roommate was speechless. What did Berettas roommate see that night?</p><p>Shayla was a close friend of Berettas. She was another incredible singer and the only one at the time Beretta trusted to talk about what happened when Sunshine was mentioned. Something happened to me and I don’t know what’s going on. What! Oh No, Shayla responded! We’re going to pray about this right now. Beretta and Shayla began to ask YAH for forgiveness through His son YAHUASHA. Forgive us YAH! We’re not worthy but You’re worthy as they cried out together! Berettas grandma taught that prayer has no jurisdiction. One can talk to God twenty-four seven. One saint can put away thousand demons. Two can put away ten thousand demons. Shayla helped Beretta press through until God touched Beretta. Beretta is in the bathroom by himself now while Shayla prayed with him over the phone. Beretta happened to look up when he saw his reflection in the mirror. With his shirt off, Berettas chest opened on the left side as if a sledgehammer had broken into his chest! His ribs look broken and painful, but Beretta felt no pain. A spirit pulled away from his chest and then his chest closed! Beretta, in shock, hangs up the phone!</p><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/720/1*0fSarRht37psMujZk0Xi9A.jpeg" /></figure><p>Beretta fell to his knees as he begged God to explain what spirit had left him. There was a spirit of wrath upon you. I showed you once in a dream what spirit Sunshine was trying to manifest through you by manipulating your emotions. Her goal was to turn you into a Werewolf and do her bidding in the underworld. She saw the wrath you had towards your father when he did not defend you when you expected him too. Beretta remembered the dream he had of himself being a Doberman-like creature protecting Tennessee. Your abortion was a child sacrifice that gave praise to the Greek gods in your heart. Zeus, Poseidon brother, turned King Lycaon of Arcadia into the first werewolf because he ate his children in front of Zeus angering the god. Lycus, son of Poseidon name means “wolf” in Greek. That sin we smell. That skin we smell. In Twight Light of the gods, Fenrir explains to Ulfr that his kind(werewolves) are older than the gods. Beretta remembered having a conversation with a woman at the Northen that their gods were like wolves. A friend of Beretta from the Choctaw Nation explained that one could tap into this wrathful spirit through sacrifice of a loved one. Beretta remembered the eight-week-old fetus the nurse held up to his face as he didn’t realize he was breathing in parts of the fetus. In the series underworld the Lycans are controlled by vampires to do their bidding. In Van Helsing 2004, Van Helsing rebelled against the head vampire, Dracula. In Berettas heart, he hated pedophiles and child sacrifice from his own experience. He vowed to fight whatever powers influenced this kind of behavior. However, God showed Beretta that he was fighting principalities in his own strength.</p><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/570/1*2mXyrQXa774nO4upw9QIOA.avif" /></figure><h3>Even the strength of the werewolf could be no match for the underworld kingdoms. One cannot fight darkness with darkness. You may win a battle or two. However, you will not win the war if you fight the head of the snake directly in your wrath. <strong><em>Psalms 27:14 says, wait on the Lord: Be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say on the LORD”. 1 Samuel 17:47 state, “And all this assembly shall know that the Lord saveth not with sword and spear: for the battle is the Lords, and he will give you into our hands. Revelations 22:14–15 states, “Blessed are they that do His commandments, that they may have the right to the tree of life, and may enter in through the gates into the city. For without are dogs, and sorcerers, and whoremongers, and murderers, and Idolaters, and whosoever loveth and maketh a lie”. 1 Samuel 15:22 states, “And Samuel said, Hath the Lord as great delight in burnt offerings and sacrifices, as in obeying the voice of the Lord? Behold, to obey is better than sacrifice, and to hearken than the fat of rams”.</em></strong></h3><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/736/1*RySz1oeSkEjYPhHgeMmfXA.jpeg" /></figure><p>If it were not for my covenant I made with Abraham. If it were not for the prayers of your Grandma V. and your parents. I would have turned you over to the beast. Do you know how much I love you, as Beretta saw a vision of nail print hands approach him? I know you are angry and passionate about justice for the innocent. However, the battle is not yours, it’s Mine, YAH explained to Beretta. Beretta began to cry as he remembered his grandma sternly asking him if he was a dog? One of his childhood bullies called him a puppy one time. Instead of getting empathy, Grandma V yelled, “are you a dog”? Beretta did not know it at the time, but she was rebuking that dog spirit even in the sixth grade. When Beretta got his first dog, the trainer began to make fun of Beretta in front of his dad. Beretta expected his dad to protect him from bullies, especially when the bullies are in their forties picking on children. However, the trainer made fun of Beretta in front of his dad. The trainer had a Doberman that was aggressive but listened to the trainer on command. Beretta began to cry as they left the trainer’s house. What are you crying about Berettas Dad sounding annoyed by Beretta sensitivity. Beretta had a hardcore memory of the fear of the Doberman growling at him on command, his dad not defending him in front of the trainer, and a feeling that his dad was not proud of him. <strong><em>However, Psalm 27:10 states, “When my father and my mother forsake me, then the Lord will take me up”.</em></strong> Beretta was being set apart for God then. However, YAH showed Beretta that his unforgiveness towards his dad was keeping him in connection with this wrathful dog spirit that would manifest through beretta.</p><img src="https://medium.com/_/stat?event=post.clientViewed&referrerSource=full_rss&postId=531f882a5eaa" width="1" height="1" alt="">]]></content:encoded>
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            <title><![CDATA[Delilah Wants the Bag part 14 (Every Time We Say Goodbye)]]></title>
            <link>https://medium.com/@ridleybarrett24/delilah-wants-the-bag-part-14-every-time-we-say-goodbye-594da68b1714?source=rss-05d9f2ac30eb------2</link>
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            <category><![CDATA[technology]]></category>
            <category><![CDATA[romance]]></category>
            <category><![CDATA[history]]></category>
            <category><![CDATA[life-lessons]]></category>
            <dc:creator><![CDATA[Barrett Trent Ridley II]]></dc:creator>
            <pubDate>Fri, 06 Feb 2026 04:21:50 GMT</pubDate>
            <atom:updated>2026-02-08T16:13:24.234Z</atom:updated>
            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1024/1*zw4rz_34squnx_j5MUuKKQ.png" /></figure><p>Are you familiar with George Washington Carver Beretta, Dr. Bright asked? Yes, the guy who invented peanut butter. Correct, but do you know the story of how he created this product? No sir. Well, let me tell you. George Washington Carver found a way to talk to God. He claimed God showed him how to make peanut butter by waking up earlier in the morning intentionally seeking Him. He would enter His gates with thanksgiving and praise as he sat on a tree stump in the woods. He always kept a journal by him incase God gave him instructions. Allegedly, George Washington Carver asked God one day about the universe. He claimed God responded, “That is not your assignment”. When Beretta heard this, he instantly knew the stars were somehow his assignment.</p><p>Dr. Bright, did you notice they put Nashville in the Percy Jackson Lightning Thief movie? Yes Beretta, you see, there is a competition going on amongst certain cities now. Los Angelas, Los Vegas and Nashville are in competition for certain technology that would allow them to open portals. What are you talking about, Beretta puzzled? Well, have you seen the first Avengers Movie where Loki helped open a portal to another Dimension? Yes, Beretta responded. Well as Percy Jackson searches for the blue pearls, his travels through Nashville TN, signaled a period Nashville would be known as a party city. Creating a Sodom and Gomorrah environment would help sell the idea that Nashville deserved this new technology. Even if this were true, Nashville is not traditionally known as a party city like Vegas. Why would Nashville be considered in this competition? The conjuring from the Music Beretta will harvest the energy needed to allow the technology to work. Nashville is Music City.</p><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/708/1*1MAkDnjRSOrqrXzXkKY1tg.png" /></figure><p>Beretta did not understand this technology. He heard of CERN but did not know enough about the project to comment. However, he remembered his adventures in Memphis TN. Allegedly three women learned how to open a portal. They accidentally let out demons and could not figure out how to close it. Dark gray clouds circled Dr. Benjamen L. Hook Job Corp Center daily. The clouds were low to the roof top of the building, but no rain or thunder came through for days. Beretta remembered everybody making comments about the clouds and how strange they were. If those women were able to open a portal with basic magic, higher level sorcery could take on bigger projects.</p><p>Beretta began to leave work when a coworker stopped beretta and whispered, “you know Stacy has a crush on you”? Beretta started to laugh as he thought the joke was on him. No, I’m serious, the coworker suggested. Beretta looked up and saw Stacy rolling silverware staring at him with a big smile. Beretta and Stacy were friends at the Northen. They always made each other laugh and had a good time at work. However, this was the first time Beretta thought about the two of them possibly dating. Maybe Beretta was thinking too hard about the dating world. Why wait on someone who does not make time when there are people who want to be around you? Go where you’re celebrated not tolerated right? One day Beretta heard Stacy sing at the Northen for a moment. Oh…every time… We say goodbye. Her soulful voice came from a different time as she sang Cole Porters Masterpiece. Berettas thoughts went to the Parent Trap. Maybe the universe is bringing me to what I want without me knowing it, as he envisioned the parents reuniting?</p><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/626/1*Jf06g5_Khla59ocpXj1ABw.jpeg" /></figure><p>Beretta began to hang with Stacy after work. She took him to different music venues. Beretta remembered Stacy holding him as they listened to music. It felt like she was holding his heart with her hand on his chest. Stacy was an amazing dancer. Even though Beretta had two left feet she made him look decent on the dance floor. Beretta grew fond of her ability not to take life so seriously. As they left a show, Beretta pushed Stacy up against a door post for a kiss. It was one of those moments Beretta knew this was the beginning of something amazing or possibly losing a friend. Even though I started out bussing tables you always looked at me as if I were a Rock Star, Beretta expressed to Stacy. Habibi, you are a wonderful man, I wish you could see yourself. A great fire grew between them. Beretta, I think I’m ready to go somewhere more intimate. Excitement and concern collided in Berettas mind; This isn’t a random hook up. Oh, stop thinking so hard, Beretta told himself. As they went back to Berettas place, Stacy noticed a dream catcher above Berettas bed. It had a Native American Medicine Man wearing a buffalo horned war bonnet. Lord have mercy, you’re such a great guy and you’re spiritual! Beretta did not understand what she was talking about at the time, but it sounded good.</p><p>As Stacy took a quick shower, beretta poured E. H. Taylor whiskey for himself and a glass of Cabernet for Stacy. As Stacy came out in just a towel, she went to the T.V. to put on music. Love me, love me, love, say you do. Let me fly away with you. For my love is like the wind. The soulful voice of Nina Simone took Beretta to a place of stillness in his mind. Beretta stood up and walked over to Stacy. Their first kiss at the show was not as smooth. This time Beretta thought he would be prepared. Beretta rushed in for an aggressive kiss as he had done with other hook ups. However, Stacy slowed down the pace. Let’s enjoy the moment she whispered in his ear. Beretta picked up Stacy and carried her to bed. As he looked at her naked body, he eventually made eye contact with her and saw tears in her eyes. The eyes don’t lie Beretta thought to himself. As Beretta embraced her, they began to make love. Her voice sounded like music as she moaned in Beretta ear. The night was not long enough.</p><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/612/1*uUh0KaeM6iS42hmpzRqWuw.jpeg" /></figure><p>As they both went to work the next day people noticed something different about them. Are you guys dating or something a coworker asked? The infatuation between them was obvious. Things were moving fast but Beretta just went with the flow. Yes, we are seeing each other. Everyone seemed to be excited and overjoyed. From their perspective, two good souls found each other. However, beretta still wanted to know more about her before he went in too deep. Right now, I feel amazing but is this the right decision, Beretta thought to himself? He still remembered the random couples prophesy instructing him to wait on God. One Saturday Brunch, Beretta noticed Kat being more talkative with him. She began to help him with opening side work, even though he did not need help. Stacy noticed Kat hanging with Beretta and quickly moved into position to get in between them. Beretta quickly realized he had a problem. He legit liked both women. Kat stood at the bar with beretta as the Restaurant began to get full. The bartender at the time was a woman from Germany with a bad attitude. The Bartender began to mouth off at Beretta over a misunderstanding. As Kat saw the Bartenders verbal abuse, she interrupted the conversation to defend Beretta. Beretta smiled as he felt she did not need to defend him.</p><p>Later, that same day Beretta’s parents and Grandma flew into Rochester for a surprise visit. Not seeing them for so long, Beretta overreacted with joy seeing his family! Beretta began to introduce his family to the friends he made in Rochester. However, he realized that this was an opportunity to introduce Kat and Stacy to his parents. Mr. Henry knew how Beretta felt about Kat and Stacy. He sat back and laughed as Beretta contemplated who he was going to introduce to his parents. He thought he would throw up for sure but controlled himself. Stacy, my parents are here. Would you like to meet them? Absolutely, Stacy responded! Berettas mom was not easily impressed by the women Beretta chose to date in his life. However, Stacy was originally from Detroit like Beretta’s Mom. As Beretta watched Stacy make his mom laugh, he couldn’t help but think maybe she’s the one.</p><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1024/1*ZuTv1IDoXwNcUAv9qyyh2w.jpeg" /></figure><p>Beretta began to think about what his grandma suggested, asking a potential mate the three important questions. Beretta realized quickly that Stacy was not the one. Even though they had chemistry. They were not on the same page with money, children, or their core beliefs. Beretta knew he did the right thing by breaking things off sooner than later. However, once one has history with one’s partner it is extremely difficult to go back to how things were before. Beretta was hard on himself. He slowly watched a good friend become a stranger overtime. The last time they made love, Stacy said gotcha after they finished. Berettas mind instantly went back to when he lost his virginity with the stranger. One shift Beretta was visibly tired and upset. He started complaining about things that did not matter that led to more anger. Stacy recognized his anger as she stood beside him getting ice. As Beretta continued complaining, Stacy lifted her hand to Berettas face. A paralyzing feeling came over Beretta where he could not speak or move. What had she done to him? Even in the middle of confusion, Beretta sobbed in her hand. Oh, every time…we say goodbye…I die a little. God…I’m always messing up in relationships. Stacy was so kind to me. We always laughed and had a good time. I regret losing a friend. My son there are things going on beyond your understanding, but in time you will understand. Weeks later, Stacy got a new tattoo with a mermaid on her arm. That tattoo is cool Beretta complimented Stacy. Thanks Beretta! I chose this art because it reminds me of who I truly am. Over time Beretta would understand who Stacy truly was.</p><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1024/1*CdEwxxr2wKAlI7yD6gcJBQ.jpeg" /></figure><img src="https://medium.com/_/stat?event=post.clientViewed&referrerSource=full_rss&postId=594da68b1714" width="1" height="1" alt="">]]></content:encoded>
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            <title><![CDATA[Delilah Wants the Bag part 13 God Provides.]]></title>
            <link>https://medium.com/@ridleybarrett24/delilah-wants-the-bag-part-13-a44bc4a0a98b?source=rss-05d9f2ac30eb------2</link>
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            <category><![CDATA[gospel]]></category>
            <category><![CDATA[demons]]></category>
            <category><![CDATA[adhd]]></category>
            <category><![CDATA[adventure]]></category>
            <dc:creator><![CDATA[Barrett Trent Ridley II]]></dc:creator>
            <pubDate>Mon, 02 Feb 2026 08:10:16 GMT</pubDate>
            <atom:updated>2026-02-04T00:09:41.701Z</atom:updated>
            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1024/1*l0GhgCdsZZ6ieLKxj32yFw.jpeg" /></figure><p>Encouragement from the stranger was enough to help Beretta believe God had not forgotten him. He also understood that whoever his wife was could not take the place of God in his heart. However, Beretta could not understand how many idols he had in his heart that God would expose overtime. Beretta began to attend various Bible studies throughout the week while simultaneously meditating on his dream board with Caesar. Beretta did not understand at the time that one could not mix light and darkness. Over time, God would continue to expose Berettas darkness.</p><p>A scar, I can’t, reverse. And the more it heals, the worse it hurts. Miias Dynasty was soothing to Beretta. At night, Beretta meditated on what he did wrong with sunshine as he looked at his dream board at night. Maybe he was too immature. He wanted to be a leader with respect. Maybe he wasn’t good enough in bed. Beretta began to study Kamasutra books and practice yoga to help build confidence in the bedroom. Girl after girl said that he was amazing in bed but still things went nowhere. Instead of trusting Gods timing, Beretta focused on what he thought he wanted to become. To not feel guilty of his secrets he attended Bible studies throughout the week. The truth was that Beretta focused more on sunshine’s pain more than Gods love. One morning, Beretta woke up with a scar on the right side of his chest. Beretta did not remember being injured in that area. The scar seemed to appear out of nowhere in the area like Ceasars birthmark.</p><p>Beretta continued to exercise skating with Captain as often as they could. Hey, have you ever been snowboarding, Captain asked? No man but I have always wanted to try, Beretta explained passionately! I went a couple of times in Colorado Captain explained. Let’s plan a trip there in January during the slow season! Sounds awesome, Beretta expressed! Beretta began to save up for the winter vacation and looked for used snow gear online. When we get to the top of the mountain, we can take a swig of peppermint schnapps! Trust me, it will make a huge difference in the experience! Sounds like fun…let’s make it happen!</p><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1024/1*CdfWTL0oqGgBhXobW03yTg.jpeg" /></figure><p>While Beretta worked extra hours to save for vacation. He continued to work with Dr. Bright asking questions from observations he noticed in certain movies. Percy Jackson and the Lighting Thief was one of Beretta’s favorite movies. Beretta was never diagnosed for ADHD, but Percy Jacksons Struggles in the classroom reminded Beretta of his troubles in school. In fourth grade Beretta went to a separate building to do exercises on trampolines. He was told these exercises would help him concentrate. He noticed that his grades improved significantly after taking part in the daily exercises. Those are your battle reflexes a Sater expressed to Percy Jackson. Oh, so there is nothing wrong with me, Beretta asked Dr. Bright. On the contrary, Beretta, I would say you are special.</p><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/489/1*s--EJW2DcVdGlckRMEQGfQ.jpeg" /></figure><p>When Beretta was not hanging with Captain or Dr. Bright he attended Bible studies in different group settings. One Bible study group worshipped from a broken and contrite heart, Beretta noticed. Attending services was difficult for Beretta. Some worship experiences were performance based. However, Beretta noticed this group cried out to God sincerely with tears and songs of gratitude towards Him. People were being set free from demonic oppression. One night the group started sharing dreams and visions with one another. As Beretta shared his dream of a demon cursing him from the largest mountain on the earth; pastor’s wife gasped in excitement. God just showed me a vision of you with a white turban on your head preaching the gospel. She explained that the demon was mad, Beretta had exposed his dark kingdom. Beretta asked for prayer at that moment. Everyone that received prayer before Beretta experienced some form of breakthrough with God. However, Beretta did not experience the same deliverance from demons&#39; others received that night. Beretta stood in the middle of the crowd as they prayed over him. Nothing seemed to happen until the pastor’s wife spoke up. There is a sea serpent that has rulership over you she explained. However, YAH is still in control. A sea serpent Beretta responded, confused? Yes, what did you watch a lot on TV as a kid? Beretta watched a lot of movies. However, The Jungle Book (Disney 1967) The Jungle Book (1994) and Rikki Tikki Tavi were the first films that came to Berettas thoughts. The pastor’s wife hinting at a sea serpent reminded Beretta of Kaa the snake in The Jungle Book. The two cobras in Rikki Tikki Tavi always gave Beretta fear that there were things lurking in the dark.</p><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1024/1*HIrlRVDowjUTuU1flD8gUQ.jpeg" /></figure><p>Jungle Book (Disney 1967) Mowgli has anger issues and is hypnotized by Kaa. Allegedly Kaa is a sexual energy who tries to eat Mowgli whole. Jungle Book (1994) Mowgli struggles with his identity. I am not a man or an animal; he explains to his love interest. Mowgli struggled fitting in with the laws of man and the laws of the jungle. Beretta struggled with being obedient to laws of YAH while not fitting in with the laws of man. In Rikki Tikki Tavi, the two cobras adamantly try to hunt down the master’s son at night. The parents put their trust in Rikki (mongoose) to protect their son. Beretta began to remember the nightmares he had at night every week and how he would stick his hand down his pants to comfort himself from the fear of night. Pleasure replaced Berettas anxiety with comfort. Mowgli’s identity problem planted a seed of wrath inside him. Doesn’t God care that I’m afraid at night, as seeds of wrath germinated on Berettas heart? Why do I always feel like something is looking at me in the dark, Beretta thought to himself?</p><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1024/1*SzsvBUaf8EBcvCRCZxCyhg.jpeg" /></figure><p>The time came for Beretta to go on vacation to Colorado. He saved up for weeks and was looking forward to a little adventure. The first night they stopped by Stranahan’s distillery to watch the process of Stranahan’s whiskey being made. Beretta may have drank too much and forgot the altitude was different from what he was used to. The next day would be his first time snowboarding. Before Beretta went down the mountain he took a shot of peppermint schnapps with captain. The whiskey at Stranahan’s the night before would not disappoint as Beretta passed out on the side of mountain. Quit being a pussy Captain yelled. However, Beretta would be done for the day. The next day Beretta did better as he was able to slide down the mountain for a little while. However, his legs would burn from not being used to snowboarding. He would often fall, embarrassed that children were skiing and snowboarding all around him. Damn, I can’t even stay up for a couple of minutes, he thought to himself.</p><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1024/1*jUBHq95I4Gdur0829SnBgg.avif" /></figure><p>On the third day Beretta continued to get better staying up longer but still could not make it down the mountain without falling. As the ski resort began to shut down, Captain insisted they go one more time. No, I’m tired and done for today Beretta explained. Get your ass up there Captain responded. Who the fuck are you talking to Beretta livid? He became tired of people talking to him crazy as if he couldn’t be crazy himself. The two cursed each other riding the Gondolas up the mountain slope. Every time Beretta hopped off the Gondola he fell, but this time, he stayed up right. Beretta went from cursing at the captain to gliding down the mountain. He finally made it down to the bottom as he fell from exhaustion. Captain arrived at the bottom of the mountain first and greeted Beretta. I really wanted you to feel that Captain expressed to Beretta. In life you will have obstacles but if you keep trying and never give up that’s when the magic happens. As Beretta sat in the car on the way back to the hotel he began to cry as he thought about all the times he gave up when life got hard. The only problem was that he was relying on magic (his own abilities) and not God. Later that evening Captain found a frozen lake they could ice skate on. Beretta had experience ice skating at the rink. However, skating outdoors while it snowed and the moon glowing at night amongst the mountains was surreal.</p><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/626/1*yaMP6Xj_tK_RyEC2yZ3Sgg.avif" /></figure><p>When Beretta arrived back in Rochester, he did not realize that he spent more money on the trip than expected. I will get the money back in a couple of weeks, Beretta thought to himself. However, three weeks went by and all he made was one hundred thirty dollars. Rent was due and Beretta had nowhere near the amount to cover it. Captain is going to be pissed, Beretta thought to himself. As Beretta worried about the money he decided to go to church that evening. There was a man giving his testimony saying he was three months behind on rent until God sent a random woman his way. Without knowing how much he owed, the lady gave him money, down to the cent, on what he needed to get caught up on all his bills. As the pastor finished preaching about how Jesus turned little into much <strong><em>(Referring to the loath of bread fish story in Mathew Chapter fourteen)</em></strong> Beretta thought if he gave God his one hundred thirty dollars showing trust, God would bless and take care of him. After all, if he blessed someone three months behind on rent surely, he could help me out with being behind one month. Beretta gave the money expecting God to move in a big way. However, the next day when Beretta went to work, he only made eighty dollars. On top of that Beretta had to serve a woman he dated briefly with her new boyfriend.</p><p>Feeling defeated Beretta began to believe dark voices in his head that he was not worth anything to God. God not only do you not care about me, but I must be truly worthless. Maybe I should not be here anymore. Beretta began to think of dark thoughts not worth repeating until his boss came up to him and randomly gave him a hundred dollars. Then another coworker gave him a hundred dollars. It was not the full amount of rent but was enough to keep Beretta from going home and making a bad decision. The following week Beretta began to have unusually good tips and was able to pay the rent even though it was late. Even though Beretta was able to pay his rent. He still believed God did not care and that he paid the rent based off his effort and not giving up.</p><p>The next week Beretta decided, in his mind, church was not for him. Religion was just a scam. However, Beretta heard a voice in his heart one Tuesday night say, try Him again. Beretta arrived at the church. The sermon was okay. However, a lady stopped Beretta as he was leaving the service. Excuse me sir, I normally don’t carry cash around, but God told me to give you this. The lady pulled out a big wad of cash and handed it to Beretta. After Beretta counted the money, He realized it was down to the penny on what he originally owed in rent previously. God provides the lady said. Beretta was beginning to learn the difference between relying on one&#39;s own understanding (strength) to relying on Gods provision.</p><img src="https://medium.com/_/stat?event=post.clientViewed&referrerSource=full_rss&postId=a44bc4a0a98b" width="1" height="1" alt="">]]></content:encoded>
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            <title><![CDATA[Rebellion Towards my Dad Introduced Me to Poseidon. (Part 3)]]></title>
            <link>https://medium.com/@ridleybarrett24/rebellion-towards-my-dad-lead-me-to-poseidon-part-3-6a074095b1db?source=rss-05d9f2ac30eb------2</link>
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            <category><![CDATA[fantasy]]></category>
            <category><![CDATA[fear]]></category>
            <dc:creator><![CDATA[Barrett Trent Ridley II]]></dc:creator>
            <pubDate>Wed, 14 Jan 2026 14:35:14 GMT</pubDate>
            <atom:updated>2026-01-25T16:57:16.882Z</atom:updated>
            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/600/1*0K3a8qMm130895OoM_ssaA.jpeg" /></figure><p>Poseidon became a principality in my life. As I continued to meditate on things not of God, Principalities, aligned with Poseidon, started to come into my life. There were certain rituals, disguised as fun, I took part in to attract friends. However, these rituals gave honor to false gods. In this article I will be discussing two friends that I believe Zeus and Hades had influence over.</p><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1024/1*s9gIBx3vEqd16_rgTswlTA.jpeg" /></figure><p>Zeus was the leader of the big three gods. He is known as the ruler of the skies and kept order amongst the gods and man. One friend (Captain from Delilah wants the bag) came into my life when I was very depressed. He had more energy than me and was very confident in himself. Older than me, he became a big brother. He made it his mission to make sure I believed in myself, not necessarily in God. I am the oldest in my immediate family, it felt nice to have someone have my back. However, I noticed that he was very competitive. I noticed that when he beat me in a game he would laugh and have a good time. However, If I won, he would get angry. Zeus helps Poseidon find a wife but is known to be selfish and manipulative. One day this friend suggested we go sky diving. In my mind this was going to be awesome! However, I remember jumping out of the plane having this complete fear. If these two parashoots malfunction I’m going to die! As much as I wanted to pretend, I was having fun, I was terrified. The after pictures did not lie about my facial expressions. I remember my butt hitting the ground, as we landed, having this feeling of conquering fear. <strong><em>2 Timothy 1:7 states, “For God hath not given us the spirit of fear: but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind”.</em></strong> I would like to think skydiving helped overcome fear. However, I left that experience thinking this is my life and I will do with it as I please. Seeds of pride grew immensely in my heart. <strong><em>1 Corinthians 6:19–20 states, “You are not your own; you were bought at a price. Therefore, honor God with your bodies”.</em></strong></p><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1024/1*DJZHfZcJ9DHoCTWoSksJ7w.avif" /></figure><p>My next friend was younger than me and came into my life when I was feeling confident. In planet of the apes, Ceasar meets a Gorilla that becomes his personal bodyguard. This alliance allowed Ceasar to be the new alpha in the group. Mr. Henry became my bodyguard. His family came from street activity in New York, so he knew how to handle himself. The more I hung out with him the more other men started to follow me. In Delilah wants the bag I discuss how I used dream boards to meditate on Ceasar, Planet of the apes. Ceasar started out having a playful personality until life taught him otherwise. Noooo… as Ceasar grabs his oppressors hit stick! At this time in my life, I am not just confident in myself, but confident I could fight oppressive systems with the knowledge I had. Batman became a popular conversation between Mr. Henry and I. Batman was a superhero but did not have special powers. However, he was a billionaire with lethal skills. The DC series refers to their heroes being Greek gods; Batman being Hades. Hades was lord of the underworld with treasure. He watched over souls in darkness as Batman watched over souls in Gotham. I made it my purpose to be Nashville’s Dark Night. However, Bruce became Batman through fear and trauma. Literally became what he was afraid of. Like Captain, Mr. Henry jumped off sixty-foot cliffs at certain lakes and convinced me to do it with him. He always said they were like rituals. In the movie Twilight, Bella jumps off a cliff and communicates with a familiar spirit. As I jump off the cliff, I had flashbacks jumping off the diving board I discussed in part 1 of Poseidon&#39;s influence over me. Ceasar and Batman had something in common in the sense they both had animalistic characteristics fueled by rage. I did not know it at the time, but my animal instincts were being manifested through Sunshine’s will.</p><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/736/1*Mj0Ub75zyVI_KPPWvAr7KQ.jpeg" /></figure><img src="https://medium.com/_/stat?event=post.clientViewed&referrerSource=full_rss&postId=6a074095b1db" width="1" height="1" alt="">]]></content:encoded>
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            <title><![CDATA[Rebellion Towards my Dad Introduced Me to Poseidon. Part (2)]]></title>
            <link>https://medium.com/@ridleybarrett24/rebellion-towards-my-dad-lead-me-to-poseidon-part-2-93fcf0a2cf35?source=rss-05d9f2ac30eb------2</link>
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            <dc:creator><![CDATA[Barrett Trent Ridley II]]></dc:creator>
            <pubDate>Tue, 13 Jan 2026 10:33:13 GMT</pubDate>
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            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/704/1*pc6DUgWfnwmfAVdz1Xix7A.jpeg" /></figure><p>Lord, pierce their hearts that they may receive your word. A prayer my grandmother often mentioned when praying for people. Life teaches us to harden our hearts to where one cannot hear or receive Gods love. If one shuts their heart away from God other deities fight for dominion over one’s heart. In this case, Poseidon had my attention. Because this deity had such a strong hold on my heart. I took on His personality. Poseidon, along with his brothers Zeus and Hades, rebelled against their father Cronos. Poseidon’s anger caused earthquakes and Tsunamis according to Greek Mythology. Poseidon’s anger was so bad Zeus intervened to find his brother a wife to calm his anger. Poseidon was always second when it came to authority. Poseidon’s wife was repulsed by his presence. Simply put, Poseidon’s problems became my problems. The Medusa spirit was a big problem for me.</p><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/736/1*j0zdgZR98OmF9iNDad41XQ.jpeg" /></figure><p>In Delilah wants the bag sunshine is a former girlfriend of mine. She had a vengeful spirit against men (Medusa) and used mind control on her victims. Ursala, in the Little Mermaid, used mind control on Prince Eric to sabotage his love life. Sunshine had Octopus mind control on me. One day after making love to her, she made an odd statement. She claimed that if we had a son his name would be Sebastian. She was mocking my sign. Saint Sebastian was a martyr, however Sunshine intended to sacrifice our son for her spells.</p><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1024/1*hkZrnYB_KVEJ2I199V7QcQ.png" /></figure><p>There were friends of mine that helped me along the way. Just as Zeus intervened to help Poseidon to find a wife, friends desperately tried to help me find a wife and heal my past trauma. God showed me how Zeus and Hades were influencing friends of mine. In Greek Mythology Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades are brothers but also rivals. I found myself always competing with people claiming to be my friend. I trusted those friends more than God at the time. <strong><em>Jeremiah 17:5 states, “Thus saith the Lord: Cursed be the man that trusteth in man, and maketh flesh his arm, and whose heart departeth from the Lord.” Proverbs 18:24 states, “A man that hath friends must shew himself friendly; and there is a friend that sticketh closer than a brother.</em></strong></p><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1024/1*iCON4BoVeWfh3sll1DkKRA.jpeg" /></figure><p>Poseidon was Second place in authority amongst the Greek gods. When I was younger, I was the fastest one in my class at the time. I won multiple races until one day a female classmate beat me. I remember the whole class cheering and yelling as if Michael Jordan just scored a buzzer beater in the playoffs! A part of me was happy for the girl but in my heart, I was jealous that nobody ever cheered for me that way. Learned that it was me against the world and nobody could make me feel inferior. Instead of loving my neighbor it became about me, myself, and I. I rebelled against my earthly father more often, not realizing I was rebelling against God in the process.</p><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/612/1*4v5C8WkrYheWBUlJ2tOOFQ.jpeg" /></figure><p>Poseidon had many lovers. However, his wife did not like him at first. I met several women throughout the years. However, the woman in my heart always seemed to run away from me. I never met someone say, with their eyes, they loved you, but your compliments gave them anxiety. Not waiting on God delayed my love life. The last time I saw my ex girlfriend Sunshine she was wearing a Medusa shirt and said that my wife was beautiful. She practiced rituals to look into the future and saw my wife. Sunshine had no intention of marrying me but sabotage the union with my future wife. Poseidon and Medusa are not of God. On his quest to learn Hebrew, the late NFL great Reggie White, claimed he saw statues of Poseidon, Aphrodite, and Medusa in Jewish Synagogues. If one accepts other gods into their hearts know these gods did not die for you. They may come across as having power, but they are not the Alpha and Omega. <strong><em>Matthew 11:28 states, “Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.” Matthew 11:29 states, “Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls.”</em></strong></p><img src="https://medium.com/_/stat?event=post.clientViewed&referrerSource=full_rss&postId=93fcf0a2cf35" width="1" height="1" alt="">]]></content:encoded>
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