The guardian spirit of that building wants you all to know something, and this is a very important message for every human being who walks in the sight and light of God:

He resides in their Death Chute there. He was a Catholic in life. He died in that hospital. He chose to remain there to save souls. He protects us, spirits who still have bodies, from a diabolical force which he will not name, for fear of giving it even more power. He says that the diabolical spirits have turned it into a trap for those who are unwise enough to walk in without their souls having had absolution from sin, and who haven't had the Sacraments. He says that if you recieve absolution, and then go to Mass and receive the Holy Eucharist, that is your armor, your sword and shield. It is your very best protection from the evil he holds back. He says that the diabolical forces who have made that place their home are homicidal towards human beings, especially those who walk in God's light and God's grace. It is their goal to destroy and kill and harm. They are true evil. And they don't need a "Satan" to tell them what to do. They already got that idea in their heads on their own.

He also says, stop looking for proof that we don't die when our bodies do. Especially in the Death Chute. He himself is the proof that Christ's promise of eternal life for any and all who live the way He said to in the Gospels is solid and real. When he "died" from an experimental surgery in 1925, because he had tuberculosis in his upper right lung (believe me, it was painful -- when he told me all this, he made sure I knew exactly what it felt like. Like a real bad case of bronchitis times ten), he'd been asleep: no one can cut one of your lungs out while you're wide awake. Anesthesia. He felt as if he'd just woken from a restful sleep, and started compiling a list of all the things he was going to do that day. Then he simply happened to look down and first he saw a lung in a bowl, and then he saw someone drawing a white sheet up over what had been his face. That gaping hole in his chest was his clue he was dead. Because of the fact that, while he had a body, he'd always trusted God's Word that there isn't really any such thing as death, he wasn't bothered by passing into what he thinks of as the Other Half Of Life, not The Other Side, as if it's a place that we who still have bodies are prohibited from.

That began his career as the guy who's there when a soul would leave their body, scared and unknowing what to expect. He was there for them, to comfort them and lead them to the Light, if that's where they were to go. He said that God chooses who is allowed to go into the Light. Not everyone gets to go into the Light when they "die," and a lot of the ones who don't choose not to of their own free will, as he did. But the ones who are prohibited from the Light are the ones who have done evil throughout their lives and are completely unrepentant. He says that God can read what's in your heart, and if you've done evil, and you are not sorry for it, and all you do is evil, then you are outside of His grace. That is not a place I'd like to be. It scares the shit out of me. Why?

Because Hell is the complete and total absence of God. God is all about LOVE, not hate, not harm. God is perfect love and perfect trust. Being outside of God's sight, light, grace and love is torture without end.

He says, please respect him and the others who live in that building. They may not have bodies anymore, but they are alive, and that is their home. He is the man who says who stays and who leaves. He has evicted more than one once-human spirit from that place. However, it is not within his power to evict the diabolical ones. He needs help.

He asks that people say the Rosary for him, not for his soul, but for him to have the strength to hold back the Big Beastie (my nickname) in the Death Chute. He asks that people pray for the deliverance of humanity from evil, and that they remember him in their prayers. He says that the most powerful prayer is the Rosary. It's why he's begging for many, many Rosaries to be said for him. All he wants to do, his whole primary mission objective, is to protect those of us who are still in their bodies, from the pure, hateful evil that would get out and unleash its errors unto the world.

He says that the Death Chute is the way-wrong place to be looking for proof that we do not really die, we only shed our bodies when they can't contain our souls anymore. He says, you must find these answers within your own heart. He says that the answers are in front of you, in every living creature. We are all God's children, and God really does love us all.

Clue: ever heard an EVP recorded in that place, shouting "Get out!" and sounding very menacing? That's no diabolical spirit; that's HIM, trying to save people from harm being done to them. He says he's dead tired (absolutely NO pun intended there) of trying to tell you eejits to stay away from the place, so he's not gonna bother wasting the energy it takes away from him to manifest like that when it's those very "tape recorders and cameras!" that feed the diabolical entities there. STOP FEEDING THEM!!! THEY ARE EVIL!!! Stay away from that place!

What is in that Death Chute is one human being who doesn't have a body, but plenty of experience over the past eighty-six years of being in the Other Half of Life, and every single non-human evil entity that decided to just move into that building with the intent of harming living souls for shits and giggles, because it's what they do. He has them imprisoned there, shunted away from those whom they'd harm in sadistic fashion if they were allowed out. That'd be anyone with a body. Any human.

He's sick, sore and tired of people making his job near-impossible with their "ghost hunting." He says he's going to leave and just not go back if he's not allowed to do his job. If he does leave, I'll let y'all know, because, well...you'll start hearing national news stories of people being seriously harmed, maimed, or even killed at Waverly Hills. Or people walking out of there seemingly insane. I'm very well aware that he can leave Waverly Hills at will, as he's been HERE, with me, in this very room with me, while the episode of "Ghost Advetures" that I didn't watch that featured Waverly Hills was on. And every single Friday night afterwards. Sometimes, just a quick pop-in, like, "Hi Cathi!" or sometimes, like the first time, for more than an hour. He has missed one Friday, because of his job. He obviously can't guard against evil at Waverly Hills' Death Chute if he's here in Omaha in my room with me. In that case, which was last week, actually, he decided to show up around 0430 Sunday morning. Basically, when it's safe enough to just basically leave for a little bit, take a small break, he comes and visits. I don't mind, as I know his heart as well as I know mine own. The very reason that I'll be able to tell you when he decides to move out of Waverly Hills is because he's going to come here, to me.

Also, he actually invited me to visit. I'm allowed. Since no one else seems to give a good goddamn about what the people who live at Waverly Hills right now think, they don't bother asking if they can just come right on in and invade these people's HOME. As in, just simply asking, "Is it all right with you if I come in for a little bit?" You know, like you'd ask anyone if you were visiting them.

Too many people are way too convinced that there's no way to get through to the Other Half of Life, short of being some superhuman being (which is what most mundanes seem to think us non-mundanes are -- uh huh, I'll sell ya that bridge for a nickel now if you're actually stupid enough to believe that bullshit string) or "dying" themselves. No. It's way easier than that. Just be respectful, like you're walking into a living human being's home. Because you are. You just can't see them.

And stop asking Mary in 502 about how she died!!!! OMG, she is getting so fucking sick and tired of hearing how sorry everyone is about her mode of death!!! How about, you ask this lovely, sweet lady about her life? About how, when she passed, she and the little girl who's known for playing with that ball all the time bonded as if Mary is her mother. They adopted each other. About why she became a nurse. About her quiet, unassuming, kind way of caring for people. She's a wonderful woman. Try treating her like you'd treat any kind, sweet lady, and you'll get marvelous results with her. But lay off about her death. She got over it a long time ago, and she's so sick of hearing about it. Yeah, she gets that everybody's sorry she died. The very reason she comes off as evil, insane and extremely anti-people is because that's all you people care about, is bugging her to be a trained seal and make things move or make noises or whatever. Stop that shit!! Damn. I'd be pissed too at that rate.

The point? The Guardian/Gatekeeper at Waverly Hills asks that you pray for him, asking specifically for Catholics to pray for deliverance of all humanity from evil and to say the Rosary every day for that very purpose, because of what Our Lady of Fatima said about Russia spreading her errors unto the world? That's how he put it when asking for prayers: he wants to prevent the evil that is in that Death Chute, imprisoned for as long as he can manage it, from spreading its errors unto the world. He also asks that y'all start respcting them, the residents of Waverly Hills Sanatorium, as if you'd respect anyone else when you walk into their home as a guest. Because you are there simply because he lets you come in. If he did not want you in his home, he'd make you leave. The dude is not stupid and he doesn't "suffer fools gladly," although he will protect you even if you are terminally stupid. However, if YOU invite the demons to come for you, he can't do anything for you. You're done because you invited it on yourself by saying those words. It'll be your own fault, whatever evils befall you while you're under the Guardian's roof.

And he also says, be kind to each other. What brought the evil to that place was what has been termed by someone who probably lived and died a hundred years before I was born, man's inhumanity to man. He says, pray for all of us. The Dark Season is coming very soon; there's not much time left now.

My life would be so much easier if I didn't get stuck with this bullshit all the time.

The Guardian of Waverly Hills and me thank you all very kindly in advance for your prayers, and especially if you listen to what he says to do when you're in his home and you follow the rules. He also says that if you know what's good for you, you'll stay upstairs. You will not go into the basement. There be demons there.

Thank you all for understanding.

He says everything above ground at Waverly Hills is okay. Most everyone's safe if they just stay above ground. Remember, he's the Final Arbiter of who stays and who goes? He's got that Big Beastie contained in the Death Chute, as far from us living spirits as he can get them. He says he can't make them leave, that only a Catholic-trained exorcist-priest can, which is why he hasn't made them leave. He can't do that because these entities were never human. He can only mitigate the damage that the Big Beastie can do, and that's it.

If you'd like to talk to him yourself, so that he can repeat all these things to you, go down to Waverly Hills, make sure you've had your Sacraments, make sure you're Catholic, so you'll understand what he's saying. It also helps if you're Irish and highly psychic, like me. The very reason he picked me to deliver this message is because he knew my people. He felt me coming (hey, he's not got a body anymore, but he's still a person! Back off, now!), and he knew that I was of Irish blood, and a Bewley, and that I'm psychic enough to have been able to hear everything he had to say, and raised Irish-Catholic enough to be able to understand the message and deliver it correctly.

He's a really nice guy. He will talk to you, as long as you know your place and don't bring any audio-visual recording devices of any type into his domain (the Death Chute). Also, stop trying to make spirits mad in that Death Chute! You're inviting diabolical possesion, which is a fate worse than death. People need to start respecting that kind of evil again, because he says there's not much time left before evil the likes of which people who don't understand diabolical evil have never seen and cannot even imagine nor contemplate comes back.

Also, to you who think you own Waverly Hills because you hold legal title to the grounds and building: He wants you to know that you only hold the legal rights to the place under Man's Law, which does not apply to him and his people in what is HIS BUILDING. It belongs to HIM, and he will not be staying there forever. Just as he chose to stay when he "died," he can also choose to leave. Ladies, Lords and Gentlemen, he is most certainly NOT joking when he says that. He's tired of the blatant disrespect, the curiosity and thrill seekers, the ones who seem determined to put themselves in harm's way and then invite demons to attack them. You all are literally TERMINALLY stupid. You'd better hear him, because he is not going to put up with this situation much longer. This is exactly why he's been begging for help, but it seems the only person who's listening and understands the extreme danger that the Death Chute represents is me. And I'm in South Omaha. How do I get someone I don't know, in another state, to believe me? Well, since they refuse to be responsible enough to keep people out of that Death Chute until someone's been royally fucked up by a demon who'll make Freddy Krueger look like the world's cuddliest teddy bear, I suppose they'll listen when they're facing a wrongful-death lawsuit or something just as nasty.

Now, to the reason why him and me are connected: This is partially from my own memory, and partially what he told me, which matches with my memory. In 1788, in Ireland, we were in love and preparing to elope when someone snitched on me, and I was locked in my bedroom until my arranged marriage to someone twice my age, and my father, the Lord of the Big House, made him leave. His name then was, believe it or not, Angel, and mine was Deborah.

He went to what was then the infant United States, and I ended up married to a man I did not love. I never spoke to my father in that life again. I only attended his funeral for propriety's sake.

Years later, after I'd borne the other man's children, he came back for me. I could not leave because of those children. We had one more time together, and he stayed there, in the town where he was born, years after my father's death, and we attempted to stay together regardless.

Of course, we both eventually died. However, when he chose to reincarnate, he came back as who he is now, right this second, and I went to French-speaking New Orleans just in time to watch "my" entire way of life change forever: anyone ever heard of the Civil War? Yeah, that one.

While he was at Waverly Hills, I was an officer in French MI, and a man.

When he shed his skinsuit (my phrase, to describe so-called "death"), he chose to stay behind, to save souls. To be God's soldier and fight under God's orders. But, once he died, because he didn't have a body holding him back from access to the knowledge, he was able to find out that I was coming, I would be born, I would know where he was, I would find him, and that when I shed my skinsuit when the Goddess decides it's my time to go on to the Light, he will be there, and he is coming with me when I go into the Light. So...there is a finite span to how long he's going to be the Guardian of Waverly Hills. Meaning, there's only until the end of my natural lifespan to get that mess down there eradicated.

He's crying out for help: send a Catholic exorcist to the Death Chute/Tunnel at Waverly Hills, and have that priest fully exorcise just the Death Chute, where he's managed to contain the diabolical evil entities. If people continue to go downstairs at Waverly Hills, and shout at the entities downstairs, stupid things like Show yourselves! I'm not afraid of you! Attack me! Come on, go ahead! I'm not afraid! they are inviting demons to harm or kill them. Or, much, much worse, they'll go home with a real bad case of diabolical possesion.

Note on the music for this entry: If you're not Catholic, but a Christian, or you're an eejit Catholic who doesn't believe in diabolical possession, then here's an analogy you may understand better, if you've ever seen the Terminator movies: Think of the diabolical forces down in the Death Chute as Skynet/The Machines/a horde of TX model Terminators and the Guardian as John Connor, the man who will save all of us from certain death at the hands of the Machines, because his mother taught him how.

To paraphrase the movie Terminator and better explain what I mean when I say "diabolical entities/forces":

In your head, as you read the followig, replace the word "Terminator" with "demon" and you'll understand.

"Those Terminators are out there. They can't be bargained with. They can't be reasoned with. And they absolutely will not stop! Ever! Until all of us are DEAD."

Thanks, y'all. And take his bleeding advice if you value your life and eternal soul: stay the fuck out of that Death Chute down at Waverly Hills. There be demons there.