Monday, June 11, 2012
Bishop Curtis ‘Earthquake’ Kelley, taken from Bound to Lose, Destined to Win, by Kelley, with Diana Stone, 2007.
Early life of crime and voodoo
Curtis’s grandparents pleaded with their daughter not to marry Robert Kelley, but he was a tall, charismatic, charming young man who wooed her in church, so she married him anyway. She was deeply committed to her faith and knew how to pray. Erma and Robert had 10 children, which they raised in Stamford, Connecticut, in a rough, gang-riddled part of the town. Curtis was the seventh child. In Stamford, that meant nothing. Children there did drugs, sold drugs, and got shot at every age.
But in Haitian voodoo, the seventh child, being a son of a voodoo priest, meant everything. And Curtis’s father was just that. When Curtis was 5 years old, Robert brought a Haitian witch into the home to teach Curtis occult lore. The idea was that she would teach him all her dark arts, then transport him back to Haiti to work with Papa Doc Duvalier. She brought occult paraphernalia with her and stored it in “Kirkie’s” room. Curtis claims that from the time he was 5, he saw demonic presences in his room, and never got more than two hours of sleep a night.
For 10 years, there was a battle for Curtis’s soul. His mother continually prayed for her children and anointed them with oil. Their father beat them, ignored them, and lured them into his illegal activities. Curtis would take bets and money back forth to the local gambling den.
A lovely woman once said to me, “I don’t believe in demons…I don’t want to believe in demons….I don’t want to live in a universe where there are demons.” Ah, Millie, neither do I. I don’t want there to be rapists, murders, and thugs in the universe, either, but they are here. They are not limited to our dimension. Children with no spiritual covering are not exempt from their influence. When Curtis was around 4, a disembodied voice taught him step by step how to get high by melting his plastic toys over the stove and inhaling the fumes. He only quit when he was seriously burned. The Kelley house was full of disembodied presences, all of them utterly malicious.
Curtis was on cocaine by the time he was 12. He could levitate or go out of body at will. He knew the names of various demons and knew how to use them. Goat spirits would come out of the closet and the kids would be chased around the house by spirits. His dad would not associate with regular witches. If they couldn’t disappear at will or walk through a wall, he had nothing to do with them. Cursing others and making trouble for opponents was a common activity.
He finds out that hell is for real
Kirk did it all…the gang life and the voodoo. Although at one point, he gave his life to Christ and had a genuine conversion, he fell away into a worse life than before. While still a teen, he followed the same voice that taught him to burn his plastic toys and overdosed on drugs in the back seat of the car. At the bar where he was taken by his older brothers, he saw demons coming up through the bar floor. He begged his brothers to take him home. They had no idea that he had taken so many drugs. They angrily threw him into the back seat of their car and started driving. But before they got home, Curtis died.
He felt his soul going down, because that’s where hell is. Whenever a shaman or practitioner brings a spirit up through the floor or ground, they are calling on entities from hell. He actually saw the bottom of the car the sewer pipes, dirt, and rocks under the street.
I was dragged to a place in the earth that was red and black. Then the spirits dropped me to the bottom of a floor. Demonic spirits beat me on the head and laughed as they mockingly said, “You did voodoo for us. You were a sorcerer. You sold drugs for us. We tricked you! Now you’re in hell. You can’t get out of here. You belong to us now. You are lost forever!” They continued to laugh at me, mock me, and remind me of every bad thing I had ever done. They tormented me in ways I do not want to talk about in this book.
Curtis had a total life review there in hell. He suffered at the hands of “hideous and deformed demonic spirits of every size and form.” Suddenly two golden hands appeared and grabbed him by the shoulders. With demons screaming “No! No! You can’t have him!” the hands took him back up through the earth, through the bottom of the car, and back into his body. A voice spoke to him and said, “Because of your mother’s prayers, and because you have been chosen by God, you were spared.”
His clueless brothers dumped him on the sidewalk at home. It was his sister that got him to the hospital ICU. While there, a small angel appeared to him and said, “I was sent from the throne of God to protect you.” The angel warned him that a certain demonic spirit (by name) would come looking for him that night to take him back, but that he would be protected. Curtis claims that that very thing occurred that night.
The entities that led Robert Monroe through his out of body journeys made it very clear that there was no hell, heaven, no God, no throne. Reincarnation entities often make the same claim. Many others, like Earthquake Kelley and those whose stories are ensconced on my bookshelf, claim that they have stood before the throne of God. Heaven is a monarchy. It is not a Democracy or a Dictatorship. It is a benevolent place where thugs and gangsters do not exist.
A vital message from Jesus to the Church
Later in life Curtis saw Paradise and met his deceased son there. At that point, he had been a minister for several years. The loss of his son and persecution from other ministers took a terrible toll on his enthusiasm to fulfill his call to preaching and deliverance. Again he found himself in the hospital. As he praised God and thanked him for sparing him once again, he went OBE. He found himself in Paradise. Across a river that he could not cross, he saw his son and spoke to him.
The description of Paradise was classic and typical of many descriptions that I have read: music, beautiful grass and trees. No shadows. A sparkling river. What makes Curtis’s experience totally unique is the fact that he met Jesus Christ there. Jesus unleashed a long lament about His church. He railed against the sins of Christians, including abortion, adultery, love of material things, unforgiveness, bitterness against God for tragic circumstances of life, personal vanity, and bigotry.
He sent Curtis, who at this point is Bishop ‘Earthquake’ Kelley, to go back and warn the church that unconfessed and undealt with sins puts God’s church people in serious spiritual jeopardy. Any tendency that Curtis ever had to harden his heart against God and some explicit command that he had been given ended after that experience.
If this book were the only one with the kind of narrative that I have relayed here, I would take with a grain of salt. Although the material is no weirder than books about ufo abductions or shamans, the fact is, the man will make a lot of money selling it, and the stranger the stories are within, the faster it will sell. However, so much of what is written in the book is found in other accounts, and is backed up by biblical accounts.
I can’t do the book justice in a 1400 word blog, but I can point to the internet where the book can be bought brand new for under $10.
My next post: a cardiologist resuscitates a man who claimed to have been in hell. The doctor finds that the number of negative NDE’s almost equal positive ones, and he wants the world to know it.