28/11/2014 14:30


By Taswell Alexander


It was after ten on a very cold Thursday evening on the 23rd October 2014 after the conclusion of a memorial church service at our Bonteheuwel Methodist Church. Edwina and I did not accept an offer for a ride home, because we needed to go find a Spaza shop that was still open. My nephew, Jean Marcel, walked with me and my wife, Edwina, and fortunately we found a shop that was still open for business in Blue Gum street. This is a street that I am very familiar with because I grew up in this street and lived here up until seven months ago when my wife and I moved to a new address, however, my family still lives in Blue Gum street.

Jean and I waited on the pavement while Edwina went across the road to the shop. While we were waiting in the blistering cold of the night Jean drew my attention to the trees opposite my family home, trees which are in front of a church….Jean was sure that he saw a human figure standing next to one of the three large trees, but unfortunately even I with my good eyesight, could not see anything! And yet he persisted three times that he can see someone by the tree. When Edwina finished up at the shop after about ten long minutes we moved in the direction of my family home and the church and as we came nearer there was no one by the trees. As we got to the corner of Blue Gum and Honeysuckle streets we greeted each other a good night and Jean went into the house and Edwina and I continued down Honeysuckle street, because the two of us still had quite some distance to cover before we reached our home.

We may have covered fifty meters when Edwina caught a movement in the corner of her eye and as she turned around to look it was with horror in her voice when she yelled at me that someone is running towards us with a gun in his hands! I did not even have time to turn my wheelchair around to have a look when the gunman fired off his first shot!

BLESSED ASSURANCE…JESUS IS MINE! The first shot missed us by inches…then his firearm fell out of his hand. He picked up his gun and fired off a second round at us, but the recoil of the firearm must have violently pulled his hands upwards, because the second bullet was fired above my head into the tree in front of me. All the while Edwina and I were desperately trying to get away from our attacker, but my motorized wheelchair’s batteries were not recharged to full capacity and I struggled to move with speed! She’s running in front of me and screaming at me to ride faster and I’m yelling at her to leave me and run, but my precious wife, although she found herself in a very unfamiliar and extremely life-threatening situation, yelled back at me…”I will not leave you…I will not leave you!”

While we were frantically trying to get away from our pursuing would-be killer she prayed in tongues and I also prayed loudly Psalm 91 over us. The most horrible issue in the midst of that situation was that there was nowhere to run to…most of the houses’ lights were already off and these houses were secured with high fences and locked gates. Suddenly two vehicles came driving down the road and I guess the shooter was distracted and turned back. When we turned into Jakkalsvlei Avenue we still did not know whether we were safe and we were still a long way from home. Edwina ran into the Police station to inform the police officers on duty of the incident, but then we continued on our way. We turned into Elder street and immediately into Kameeldoring street and we were still very concerned that the gunman might cross a field and cut us off at the other end of Kameeldoring and so Edwina even asked me to switch off battery power and then she pushed the wheelchair. After we passed the danger point without incident I switched on power again.

Edwina called Jean Marcel that someone had just shot at me, but unfortunately Jean heard the message wrong and immediately shouted at my brother, yelling…”Someone had just shot uncle Taswell!”  When we eventually arrived home, both Edwina and I were in a state of emotional turmoil because of this traumatic experience and about five minutes after that Jean, my sister-in-law and two of their neighbors arrived and shortly after four Police officers arrived and then my brother. Everyone was wide-eyed with shock and horror at what had happened and Jean and Janine, my sister-in-law, asked to lift up my shirt and jacket to see if there were any gunshot wounds on my body….but PRAISE THE LORD….there were none!

This is the second time that someone shot at me in the wheelchair. I still do not know who shot at me and Edwina, but I believe it might have something to do with my ministry as a Peace Negotiator working for peace amongst the gangs in Bonteheuwel.      I am happy to testify that GOD’s angels that move with me threw the gunman’s gun out of his hands and my angels most probably jammed his weapon after he fired off a second round!     

People have been asking questions about whether I was put on the hit list because I am an ex-leader of the Ugly American gang, but I said to them that is not true! The apostle Paul wrote a letter to the Roman church taught this beautiful teaching….

(Rom 8:1)  There is therefore now no condemnation to them which are in Christ Jesus, who walk not after the flesh, but after the Spirit.


(Rom 8:2)  For the law of the Spirit of life in Christ Jesus hath made me free from the law of sin and death.


As you can see the Bible teaches that I cannot be condemned for any past affiliation to the American gang. The Spirit of Jesus Christ set me free from every law of the Ugly Americans and every law of the gangster!





Prophetic Warriors Sealed and Unsealed for the Last Days!

28/11/2014 14:25

Prophetic Warriors Sealed and Unsealed for the Last Days.

By Taswell Alexander

Just as there are prophecies in Scriptures that have been sealed thousands of years ago to be unsealed for these present Last Days so I believe that there are prophets that GOD has sealed to be unsealed or revealed in these Last Days!

When YHWH meets with His prophet Elijah on Mount Horeb (1 Kings 19:8-18) Elijah tells YHWH that he is the only prophet left and the people wants to kill him. However, the LORD informs the prophet that He has preserved or kept 7000 in Israel that have not bowed the knee or kissed Baal.

In the book of Esther, Mordecai tells Esther that she should intercede on behalf of the Jewish people and seek an audience with the king to try and nullify the royal decree that has been written to destroy all the Hebrews in the Persian kingdom. Mordecai tells Esther that maybe she was made queen for such a time as this (Esther 4:14). The prophet Amos said to Amaziah the priest at Bethel that he was not a prophet, neither was he the son of a prophet, but he was a herdsman and a gatherer of the Sycamore tree (Amos 7:14-15).  Amos was not trained to be a prophet, but YHWH hid him in plain sight and unsealed him at the right time for a powerful and explosive prophetic ministry.

Elisha was ploughing with twelve yoke of oxen, busy in his own field with his own usual daily labours when the prophet’s mantle was cast over him and another dangerous prophetic ministry, just like Elijah’s ministry, was birthed in the spirit. There are people that are hidden in society today that may not even know that our Father is preparing them for powerful ministry with a prophetic gifting. Many see the prophetic mantle as one of the greatest and most powerful, because of the gift of revelation, especially in the areas of a “word of wisdom” and a “word of knowledge”. The ability to ‘see’ and ‘know’ what is going on in someone else’s life is still incomprehensible to many today.

This lost world needs much more than personal prophecy gifts today; it needs mentally strong prophets that are specifically anointed and spiritually mature enough to prophesy declarations over nations. And many pastors, apostles or prophets will tell you that they are people that have an anointing for the healing of the nations. Many have been given grace and resources to travel to foreign countries and minister there; some have even connected to mega churches or even planted branches of their own churches in another country. I admit that many broken souls may have received sweet salvation under their beautiful ministering and at times they also may have had occasion to flow prophetically for the purpose of the Body of Messiah.                          

(Psa 2:8)  Make your request to me, and I will give you the nations for your heritage, and the farthest limits of the earth will be under your hand.


The LORD says that believers pray Psalm 2 to Him and also ask for the nations, looking for authority and jurisdiction over other nations, because they want to be known in the Kingdom as “a prophet to the nations”.

The Holy Spirit reminds me that many of us were slaves brought from one country to another or our own countries were colonized. We forget that many of us have a generational bloodline that is filled with more than one different nationality with different religious and cultural influences and several occultic strongholds. If you have a spiritual characteristic that draws you towards Free Masonry then it is really very difficult to be a prophet to Free Mason nations if you have not dealt with those impure genetics.

When you prophesy powerfully over a nation at a church service in a foreign country and one hundred thousand people may be listening to you eager to accept and receive your words you may be thinking…”Wow, surely there is a powerful anointing present in this place!”

However, if there are three witches on assignment in that conference and they can see in the spiritual realm that you had a great-grandmother that was once a powerful witch in your own country and they ‘see’ that the calling of the witch or warlock is upon your life then they will break down everything. If you have never dealt with such a matter whether you knew about it or not these witches will know you did not receive deliverance. They will perform rituals and utter satanic incantations so that they could spiritually connect to the “witch” calling in your defiled bloodline. When they do succeed to connect to your spirit they will have the power to manipulate your words and your actions without you being aware of anything; they may even have the power to project sickness against you while you are ministering.

When your ancestral bloodline is filled with ancient Greek sexual perversion and you go minister in a country where sexual sins rule then that spirit is going to have ‘legal ground’ in your prophetic ministry. 

Different nations had different pagan practices which were exported through colonization or international trade between countries. You don’t know how much of a South American Inca Indian DNA is in you and then you go and minister in an Incan village unaware that the ancient spirit of the Incan Shaman has connected to your spirit. The Shaman is the Indian witchdoctor that is also called a Shape Shifter, who is believed to have the magical abilities to change into different shapes. I am referring to matters pertaining to the spiritual realm.

Unfortunately we could not prevent the amalgamation of different genetics into our bloodlines, because this was and still is the plan of Satan…to defile the “Seed” of the woman and the genetics of those that belong to the “Seed” of the woman.

It does not matter how beautifully we are gifted in the prophetic ministry we must remember that we are personally involved, up close and personal, in an everlasting deadly conflict with the seed of the Serpent. Remember how Queen Jezebel tried to kill off all the prophets. See my article on Dark Altars and Gang Altars and learn more on the bloody conflict between the powerful prophet Elijah and Jezebel. Just as YHWH used Obadiah, the governor of King Ahab’s house, to hide one hundred prophets, fifty in each cave (1 Kings 18:4) to save them from Queen Jezebel’s murderous onslaught, so I believe YHWH is again using others to hide the prophets today.

Take note, a queen with a very high royal and spiritual ranking tried to silence the prophetic voice! When you operate in the prophetic realm your opposition will definitely be high-ranking Rulers and Authorities that have legal jurisdiction over nations. Every prophet must possess governmental authority to be able to speak into every sphere of the nation. Elijah had governmental authority and prophetic ranking to speak to King Ahab, to the whole nation as well as the prophets of Baal and Asherah on Mount Carmel (1 Kings 18:19-20).

Moses, Joshua, Deborah, Elijah and Isaiah even had prophetic jurisdiction over the heavenly realms! In their individual capacity they could call fire and hail from heaven (Exodus 9:22-23), they stopped the rains from falling (1 Kings 17:1), they stopped the sun from shining (Joshua 10:12-13, Isaiah 38:5-8) and they caused storms to divert the enemy(Judges 5:20-21). I believe we are also given jurisdiction and dominion over the animal kingdom. In his warfare against the Pharaoh of Egypt the prophet Moses prophesied and had authority over snakes, the fish of the Nile River, frogs, gnats, livestock, horses, donkeys, camels, herds, flies and locusts to execute the plans of YHWH (Exodus 7-11); the lions could not touch the flesh of the prophet Daniel (Daniel 6:22) and the prophet Elisha prophesied the appearance of two ferocious she-bears to maul to death forty-two mocking youths (2 Kings 2:24). Even ravens fed Elijah with bread and meat when GOD sent the prophet to remain at the Brook Cherith (1 Kings 17:4-6).

  (Jer 23:29)  Is not my word like as a fire? saith the LORD; and like a hammer that breaketh the rock in pieces?



When you operate with the anointing of Jesus Christ with words like fire and words like a hammer breaking the rock into pieces then surely you must realize that Satan will send a false prophet with a false fire of divination against you and your ministry.

(Jer 14:14)  Then the LORD said unto me, The prophets prophesy lies in my name: I sent them not, neither have I commanded them, neither spake unto them: they prophesy unto you a false vision and divination, and a thing of nought, and the deceit of their heart.


Even from the times of the Old Covenant there were strong and deceitful false prophets that used the skill of divination and fortune-telling to give false direction to the nations. Today you will go into a church and find that the spirit of false prophecy and divination or fortune-telling has been ruling over that congregation as well as over the administration of that church for a long time. You as a prophet will have to nullify and reverse many spiritual issues that have been spoken and received in the past.


Conflict in Bonteheuwel

17/08/2014 12:22

By Taswell Alexander


I am alone at home….sitting in front of my laptop and trying to write. I’m working on my old IBM because my primary workstation, the Acer, is faulty again! This is really frustrating, because I have a lot of backlog that accumulated while I spent about four months in bed as a result of pressure sores.

The gang violence has escalated again in Cape Town just as a war has erupted again in the Middle East between the military force of Israel and the terrorist militia of Hamas. From a prophetic perspective I tend to observe what happens in the Middle East with Israel and her neighbors, because I know that much of the things that happen in and around Israel will definitely have an effect on the global financial and economic circumstances as well as peace and security across the different continents.

As a Peace Negotiator I hope to take advantage of the brief Ceasefire that was implemented between Israel and Hamas, because a verbal and written declaration was made into the spiritual realm to cease firing rockets and rifles for a certain period of time! The conflict situation in Bonteheuwel has become so dire, because the problems that caused the latest gang wars have almost multiplied tenfold since the last time we sat down with the gang leaders of Bonteheuwel. Three different groups that operated outside the borders of Bonteheuwel have now gained tremendous ground in Bonteheuwel, because of their strategic affiliations and entering into evil covenant with resident gang organizations in Bonteheuwel. In the old days definite and deliberate lines were drawn; certain criminal organizations would be affiliated to and part of the 26 and the 27 prison gangs and other criminal organizations would be exclusively affiliated to and part of the 28 prison gangs. It used to be Kilikjana and Mpumalanga against Nongoloza, but now the lines are blurred….everyone is mixing and forming alliances with everyone!      

It is Thursday morning and I am on my way to the Vanguard Community Health Centre to meet with 25 to 30 first year Occupational Therapy students from the University of Cape Town. On my way someone informs me that there has been another fatal shooting incident near to the high school that I am about to pass. When my nephew, JM, and I passed by I learned that the ambulance had already taken the body of the deceased away. I did not share this information with the OT students during our lecture session, because I knew that for most of them it was their first time in Bonteheuwel and I did not see the need to scare them or freak them out in any way.

I am becoming very frustrated and agitated because of my inability to physically engage those gang members that are right now involved in this bloody gang war that is threatening to destroy the very fabric of our communities. Terror and fear has already taken an unholy hold over an over-burdened community that has unfortunately experienced too much pain and misery in the past!       

To be Continued....

The Pride of a Gunman!

29/11/2013 12:21

The Pride of the Gunman and his False Faith in his Firearm!


Psalm 44:6: “I will not put faith in my bow, my sword will not be my salvation.”


It was a beautiful day in Cape Town and I had some money on me; my friend Dion aka Curly (now deceased) was with me on that day and we decided to go visit some friends in Bokmakierie, Athlone.  Curly and I had been best friends for a long time. Even right from the beginning since I started the Ugly American gang in Bonteheuwel in the early 1980s Curly was with me.  He had a nice bushel of thick shiny black curls on his head, hence the nickname “Curly”.  He was very handsome, with a lot of charisma, fearless and extremely intelligent; he was quite infamous in the underworld and very popular with the women.  There was an uncanny mental understanding between the two of us and we always knew what to do whenever we were in a sticky situation. 


The men at that house in Bokmakierie “raised” me in the underworld and I was almost like family to them.  Many men in the Ugly American gang in Cape Town came to that address and brought money, drugs, wine, guns, etc.  That home was not just a place to smoke, drink and party, but it was also a “high place” for the Americans.  It was like a soul tie was established in the spirit realm with this address and everybody always had to bring their offerings to the altar of the Americans.


Bokmakierie was a small township located next to Hazendal, actually the two was almost like one township with no clear-cut boundaries.  It was almost like a “rich man, poor man” type of situation and you see the difference when you cross only one street.  On the one side you have the municipality rented houses, the drugs, the alcoholics, the shebeens, the gangsters, the unemployment and on the other side were the quiet upper class property owners.  When Curly and I arrived in the “Kierie” (as it is more popularly known amongst the people) the Americans immediately knew that we were there and while we was still busy greeting FB two other friends who had heard of our arrival also pitched up.  All four of us went into FB’s room and Curly and I were glad to finally relax after our train journey from the City Bowl.  As we settled in the room I took out some money and I gave some to one of the guys to buy drugs and I gave the other friend some money to buy a case of beer.


We were sitting in the back room chatting away and waiting for the guy whom we sent to go and buy two Mandrax tablets and a stick of Dagga.  The back room is semi-attached to the outside toilet, which is attached to the main house.  The back room is constructed of wood and Aluminum sheets and the two older brothers, FB and AB, shared this room as their living quarters.  On this particular day FB was at home and AB was at work.  The guy who had bought the case of beer had already returned and we were busy drinking when our other friend returned from the drug dealer with the drugs and he handed it over to Curly who immediately started to prepare to clean and mix the Mandrax tablets and the Dagga. Curly and I had already enjoyed a few early morning beers in a Bar in the City where we played few games of Pool before we came to Bokmakierie.  As we were talking the cunning FB noticed from the way that I was sitting that I had a gun on me and so he asked me if he could see it.  I lifted up my shirt and took out the small .22 caliber semi-automatic pistol, but I first removed the magazine before I handed the pistol to him and I explained to him that I needed to get myself a new magazine, because this magazine was old and faulty.  I told the group that a businessman that I knew called me one day and shared with me that one of his former employees is doing a lot of damage to his property at night.  Every morning when he woke up he found that someone had deliberately damaged his vehicles and when he began to do some investigating he found out that it was one of his employees that he had recently fired.  This businessman said to me that he will provide me with a gun and bullets if I should agree to shoot this other man; I immediately agreed and on that same day he handed over to me that gun and a magazine filled with bullets.  I never really had any intention of shooting that other man, I only agreed with him because at that moment I did not have a gun and I desperately needed a gun because at that time our gang was very much involved in gang warfare. This businessman was not aware of my motives, because he certainly expected me to shoot this other man who has been giving him so much grief. I’m a man who does not like to be manipulated or controlled by other people and there was absolutely no way how I was going to be persuaded to be a hit man to go and shoot someone whom I personally have no conflict with.

A brief description below from Wikipedia about the semi-automatic handgun’s loading mechanism….

“A semi-automatic pistol is a type of handgun which uses a single chamber and barrel, with a mechanism powered by the previous shot to load a fresh cartridge into the chamber. One round is fired each time the trigger of a semi-automatic pistol is pulled. A revolver, which uses multiple chambers and a single barrel, and a derringer, which uses multiple chambers and multiple barrels, also fire one round for trigger pull, but achieve this in different ways and as such are not classified as being semi-automatic. A semi-automatic pistol harnesses the energy of one shot to reload the chamber for the next, typically via recoil operation, blowback, or gas operation. After a round is fired, the spent casing is ejected and a new round from the magazine is loaded into the chamber, allowing another shot to be fired as soon as the trigger is again pulled.”


Anyway, on a previous occasion when I was shooting with the gun I discovered that the springs in the magazine were faulty and a little bit rusty, because of neglect.  When you want to reload your gun you will cock the gun then the top mechanism, the breech, of the gun moves to the back, which opens up the chamber.  The springs in the magazine releases the top bullet into the chamber, but in this case, because of the faulty springs the bullet does not properly enter into the chamber then you cock the gun again to try and get the bullet into the chamber.  However, your second action actually releases another bullet which causes the two bullets to get stuck trying to get into a chamber which was only designed to house one bullet at a time.  The consequences are that the gun becomes jammed up and you cannot fire a shot!  I knew that before I get into such a situation I desperately needed to replace the magazine.  It is amazing that this businessman wanted me to kill somebody with a gun that nobody actually cleaned and looked after, which is very dangerous to the gunman who is handling the gun!  In the underworld I have heard of a few men whose faulty guns caused their downfall.  I was always a cautious man and I did not envision such an outcome for me.

It was now late afternoon after much beer and many drugs we were still sitting in the back room and partying and by now we were a little bit more intoxicated but not drunk yet.  Suddenly FB’s mother practically burst through the front door and yelled at us with panic and worry in her face that some gangsters had just stabbed AB, as he came from work!  Immediately all five of us jumped up and rushed outside to see what was happening; AB was walking briskly toward us holding his knife in his right hand by the side, but I couldn’t really see any blood on him and we only learned later that this gang had confronted him and he had actually stabbed one of them.  My toes kindled a little in my shoes as I saw this gang of between 30 to 40 armed men following AB and moving towards us.  The name of this local gang was the Weekend Spoilers and they were thirsty for American blood!  I knew immediately there was no other way how the situation was going to be resolved, except by blood.  I took out the gun and I pointed it at them.  I knew this to be a violent gang and they were not going to be deterred by one gun; they had a greater advantage of numbers over the five of us.  They stopped in their tracks when they saw the gun…. but only briefly and then they gathered more courage and moved towards us again shouting their war cries!


I cocked the firearm and fired off my first shot chest high into the midst of the bloodthirsty mob.  The noise of the .22 was not as deafening as a Magnum .45 or a 9mm Parabellum and yet the bullet sent them scattering and diving for cover.  I quickly, but strategically fired off two consecutive shots just to place them under pressure; it worked quite effectively because I saw some of them diving to the ground, others turning back and yelling all kinds of profanity and trying to outrun my speeding bullets.

Then it happened…. that which I had feared…. my gun jammed!

I tried desperately to dislodge the one bullet to clear the chamber and when the rival gang discerned that I was struggling to get a shot off they immediately knew that the gun was jammed and they suddenly regained new strength and courage.  My American “brothers” saw the gang advancing again and they decided to flee back into the safety of the yard leaving me all alone outside in the street.


One of the Weekend Spoilers was aiming a javelin at me!  My eyes were focused on him as I cocked the gun for the umpteenth time trying to get the bullet into the chamber, but to no avail.

Then he released the javelin!  I watched in horror as the javelin came swirling and piercing through the atmosphere in my direction.  I could not move an inch and I knew that I had to act fast; one tenth of a second too early or one tenth of a second too late could mean the difference between life and death!  It was almost like that speeding spear was willing me to remain rooted in my place for its impact….  It was almost like that fast moving deadly missile was programmed to pierce my body.  Instinctively I jumped to the right side and I went sprawling on the ground as I heard the deadly projectile “swooshing” angrily past me! When I fell into the ditch my elbow struck the ground on impact and my gun went clattering out of my hand.  Suddenly I found myself lying helplessly on my back staring at the faces of a bloodthirsty gang with murderous intent.  Death was laughing in my face and even through my fear I was still trying desperately to figure out a way to escape from an extremely disadvantaged position.

At that moment those men could have killed me with much ease, but fortunately for me they were more interested in my jammed gun that was lying to one side away from me. Almost all of them simultaneously moved for the gun and began wrestling each other for the gun, which actually allowed me to escape back into AB’s yard in those precious seconds.  I guess those men were rather satisfied that they took my gun and they immediately ran off leaving us to lick our wounds.  I was very angry that I lost my gun; my gangster ego was severely bruised in this battle where I tasted defeat so bitterly and the humiliation was too great to bear! It was never a good thing when your enemy runs off with your weapons; it tarnishes your reputation in the underworld.  I knew the story was going to spread quickly like a fire through the grapevine.  I knew that I had to do everything in my power to get my gun back – it was a matter of PRINCIPLE!


That evening my friends organized a ride for me and Curly home, but I didn’t go home I went straight away to Surrey Estate to see my friend HB for another gun.  HB only had one gun and so I armed myself with an axe and a knife and the three of us returned back to the “Kierie” with one mission and one mission only in mind – to get back my gun and whatever happens in the process will happen!  Unfortunately we drove through those streets up and down, but we could not find a single Weekend Spoiler; the streets were quiet and almost empty because they knew that we were going to come back for my gun. 


People in that small community knew what had happened that afternoon and an unfamiliar car driving slowly up and down empty streets would certainly attract undue attention from neighbours who might decide to call the police. We then decided on a course of prudence and left the area.

I read this quote from a Mr. Jones that says….”You win some, you lose some. But you live to fight another.”

And I definitely lost something that day and I was quite willing to draw back and fight another day!

In the end I never really got my gun back and I just wrote it off as a loss. Fortunately for me my reputation did not suffer too much damage as a result of the gossiping through the grapevine.


Many years after that incident I became a born-again Christian and one day another ministry group invited to give my testimony at one of their Open Air Services. They were having a whole week of Open Air Services in one township…. The township of Bokmakierie! I was already in the wheelchair at the time as a result of the car accident.

GOD, in His beautiful grace is calling me back to Bokmakierie to do a work of restoration. During my testimony the LORD instructed me to repent and ask the city for forgiveness for the shooting incident that I was involved in.


(Isa 61:4)  They shall build up the ancient ruins; they shall raise up the former devastations; they shall repair the ruined cities, the devastations of many generations.


I want to praise GOD for showing me today that must put my faith in Him alone and not in any weapons. So many gangsters and gang leaders and drug merchants lean on and trust in their guns.


Now I have seen in my communities in Cape Town that many people believe that in order to become powerful you have to accumulate wealth and some of the methods of accumulating wealth is to engage in crime and illegal business enterprises specifically the unlawful trading in drugs is one risky, dangerous but sure way of getting rich quick and accumulating wealth. When you become wealthy you then have the privilege to acquire weapons and when you own a considerable amount of artillery you can surround yourself with a small army of men. I consider that this world has a certain twisted philosophy that the men who have the biggest guns have the most power. Their belief is that when you have a lot of weapons in your arsenal then you can deal effortlessly with any of your opposition, whether internal or external. They don’t understand that the Bible says He who lives by the sword shall die by the sword” and also unfortunately they are looking for power and status in a place far away from GOD. How silly to think that you can buffer yourself with weapons, irrespective how powerful and sophisticated and with bodyguards that you know that are cold-blooded killers and you think that your security is impenetrable and yet when GOD the Creator of the whole universe sends that terrifying Angel of Death to visit then sadly there is no hiding place!

There is no gun, no matter how big, or how powerful that can defend you against Death when he comes riding on his pale horse and with Hades following him.


I urge you my friend, if you are still involved as a hit man for a gang and if you have been putting blind faith in your guns that has the ability to jam in the presence of your enemy….then I plea by you to put down your man-made weapons and put your faith and trust in the LORD Jesus Christ! GOD changed my gangster lifestyle and took away my weapons and gave me much more powerful spiritual weapons.

He can do it for you also! 


Dragon Overlords Ruling Over the Underworld Part 1

20/11/2013 15:01

By Taswell Alexander   


In the year 2007 I found myself struck down with a fever for the whole of the month of February. It was the first time since my paralysis in September 1990 that I have experienced my body being tormented by a fever for such an extended period of time.

I was very sick and I had a preaching appointment at our church on Wednesday, the 28th of February and I knew that I had to organize a substitute preacher, but I did not. I remember somewhere during that month, I can’t remember which day it was, but I remember I had dream one of those feverish nights. I also remember the times that I did manage to fall asleep was few and far in between and yet I dreamt. I dreamt that a Komodo dragon was trying to fly through the closed window in the back upstairs bedroom of our home.

Komodo1 dragon: a very large monitor lizard native to Komodo and neighbouring Indonesian islands (Varanus komodoensis)[i]

On the last Tuesday of the month on the 27th of February 2007 I had a Doctor’s Appointment at the Western Cape Rehabilitation Centre (WCRC). My sister Linda accompanied me to the hospital and after my own spinal doctor, who has been my physician since 1990, examined me he told me that the fever was caused by a bladder infection. The doctor drained my bladder and amazingly I immediately felt much better! When we arrived at home I informed my sister that I’m going to honour my preaching appointment the next evening and I just thought that I’m going to pray and trust GOD to impart a message into my spirit.

The next evening on Wednesday, 28 February I went to church and preached at the evening Service at our church. While I was preaching, and unbeknown to me, Linda saw a spiritual vision of a dragon continuously striking at me with a sickle, but not hitting me. My eldest sister Linda (who passed away on Monday, 21st May 2012) had a powerful and beautiful gift of discernment.

After the service Linda and I discussed the vision that the LORD gave to her and we prayed to GOD to give us revelation and wisdom about the vision and about dragons.

During that period of fasting and praying GOD’s Holy Spirit reminded me of a time in my past when I was still involved with the Taiwanese. I remembered that at one point my Taiwanese friend Rong Gwa Lin and I had a conversation about them putting a dragon tattoo on my back. He described how the dragon would cling on my back with the head coming over my right shoulder, with the front and hind legs coming around to the front of my chest and stomach; the dragon’s tail also curling around the front of my waist. I was very excited at this massive Chinese dragon tattoo that would be tattooed on my body, but somehow we never had the necessary time to do the tattoo. Then I became paralysed in a car accident and while I was still in hospital my friends came to the hospital to say good bye, because they were scheduled to fly back to Taiwan, and after that I never saw them again!

The Holy Spirit ministered unto me that my Father never allowed them to put that satanic dragon on my body. The Holy Spirit revealed that with that particular dragon tattoo on my body the Devil would have used me as a gateway between the East and the South, between the Far East and South Africa! This dragon would have taken me to the highest and deepest levels of the international criminal underworld and I would have opened up secret spiritual doorways for the drug trade, the modern slave trade and the trade in technologically advanced weapon systems! When I refer to the modern slave trade I refer to human trafficking; the cross-border smuggling of human beings for cheap labour, prostitution and paedophilia.   

I can only imagine the amount of satanic power that I would have exercised if the Devil had positioned me on the highest pinnacle of the gangster world in South Africa. The different gangs and crime syndicates I would have controlled and influenced, the international business corporations I would have owned, I would have been a global power broker, with the ability to buy and sell power in the market place and the black market! This dragon would have given me authority to fly to any country on any continent and with my physical presence open up portals for the kingdom of darkness to activate new levels of criminal operations. This is high-level Nephilim mind-control programming that Satan has designed for the Last Days!

I found out that the Chinese people believe that the dragon has power over the weather, the rain and the clouds and harvests. It is said that people would perform ritualistic dragon dances to invoke rain and good harvests.

“Deities: Legend has it that the "divine dragon" used his tail to dredge a river, helping the Emperor Yu, founder of the Hsia Dynasty (2183-1752 B.C.), drain water off flooded farmland. After becoming the spiritual overseer of water, the dragon was also vested with the power to conjure clouds and rain. Thus, both the Han and Miao performed dragon dances seeking favorable weather and good harvests.” (Taiwan Dragon Folklore)

I believe that if I had this massive dragon tattoo on my back and I went dancing in a nightclub then that dragon spirit could have transformed my dancing into a ritualistic dragon dance invoking a deity for a good harvest! But a good harvest for what? I believe a good harvest for the drug trade…a good harvest for the slave trade…a good harvest for bloodshed!!! The Holy Spirit revealed unto me that this might sound very comical to those that have no understanding of the movements in the spiritual realm, but this is truly what would have happened!

Below is a person with a dragon tattoo curling over the right shoulder from the back to the front. This is just a depiction, but I know it would not have looked exactly the same.

(Tattoo by Ainslie Heilich)

Most of the dragon tattoos I have seen have three and four toes on its claws, because one ancient Chinese legend believes the nobility and royal superiority of the Emperor allows him alone to have a dragon with five toes.

Out of 88 star constellations we find a very large star constellation called the Draco (Dragon) star constellation in the North with a considerable amount of bright stars and galaxies. Draco is the eight largest of the star constellations in the night sky occupying an area of 1083 square degrees.

Draco consists of 24 major stars and 12 planetary nebulas and galaxies, which is known as Deep Sky Objects.

During my time in prayer the Spirit of the LORD revealed to me that the major stars in the Draco constellation would have been strategically tattooed within the image of the dragon tattoo on my body! This would effectively have connected me and bound me to heavenly beings, which would have given me authority to do programming or nullify programming between Earth and Heaven (the area where Satan and his princes dwell). I know that there is a dragon that is overseer over the gangster underworld in Cape Town and lately I have noticed that other gangsters also wear dragon tattoos on their bodies!

GOD, in His wisdom and grace have removed me before I could occupy that occultic position, but the sad question that I have posed to the LORD is, who is the other gangster or gangsters that Satan has called to fulfil that vacant position! I am still praying to the LORD GOD Almighty to grant me revelation so that I can intercede for them. I would not even be surprised if Satan is using a backslidden Christian who still has an occultic calling on his life.

(Jer 33:3)  Call to Me, and I will answer you, and show you great and inscrutable things which you do not know.


May GOD bless you with understanding as you chew slowly and patiently on this spiritual meat. For these are those inscrutable and unsearchable things that we had no knowledge of that only GOD can reveal!  

I hope to share more about the Draconian Order in my follow-up article. Please enjoy!






1986 Police Car Chase Through the Streets of Cape Town

18/11/2013 22:58

By Taswell Alexander


We spent the day at a party and we had consumed absolutely too much alcohol on that day and after I had dropped of my friend ‘AT’ at his home I still wanted to smoke a Mandrax pipe. We were still involved in the drug trade so I really had no difficulty in getting drugs at that late hour of the night. I smoked the pipe in the car and after I had smoked the Mandrax pipe I fell asleep in the car while the car was still parked in front of my friend’s house!  


I was sleeping in the front seat of the car. I was drunk and drugged and I was obviously in a deep sleep and there was this constant urgent irritating knocking that felt like it was trying to almost penetrate my brain.  When this infuriating noise eventually succeeded in drawing me out of my drunken stupor I slowly opened up one lazy eye and I saw a friend of mine tapping with his knuckles on the car window.  Startled and surprised I opened up the door for him and got out of the car and I asked him what he was doing at that time of the night in Walmer Estate. Even though I was intoxicated I wasn’t really all that disorientated because I could see that it must have been in the middle of the night.  Another car was parked in the middle of the road parallel with the Ford Cortina and as I looked to see who the driver of the other vehicle was I instantly recognized another friend of mine who was called “KP”. The car that they pulled up with was also a Ford Cortina… a stolen car of course! 

“HB” answered my initial question by saying that they were looking for cars, which means that on that night they were looking for cars to steal. “HB” invited me to go with them and without a second thought I closed the door of “AT’s” Ford Cortina Ghia that I had been driving the whole day and I got into the other car with HB and KP, drunk and drugged and yet I enthusiastically joined the quest for a car to steal.


The three of us drove from Walmer Estate through the streets of the CBD, which are the Central Business District of Cape Town. As we cruised through the streets we observed the night life of Cape Town, well it really is impossible to drive with a vehicle through the City at night and not notice the teeming night life.

There were prostitutes with potential clients, businesspeople, homeless people, nightclub people, criminals, night vendors and all kinds of other types of people going about their own business and activities, unaware of the three of us who was on a journey of evil intent. But even though there was much movement around us, the streets we drove through were relatively quiet and there was not a lot of traffic driving up and down.  We proceeded up Strand Street through Cape Town until we came to Somerset Road in Sea Point where we turned up into High Level Road.


The streetlights were burning all along the road, but the street was quiet; the residents were sleeping soundly at this hour I suspect. And those that were not sleeping at this moment were most probably somewhere busy or somewhere playing under the night skies of beautiful Cape Town.

As we cruised down the quiet street we saw a Ford “Bakkie“ (also known as a commercial vehicle or a pickup truck) and so we pulled up and all three of us got out of the vehicle to see whether we could break into the Ford. But we were put off by an alarm system that was installed in this “Bakkie“ so we just turned back and got into the stolen vehicle that we arrived in. A little way down the road we found another Ford and so we pulled up again and all three of us again proceeded towards this Ford Escort; this car had no alarm system and we managed to get into that car with relative ease. “KP“ got into the driver’s side, “HB“ got into the back seat and I slid into the front passenger seat and with no problem the driver started the vehicle and the car quietly moved out of its  parking place without any of the residents seeing or hearing anything! Slowly we exited High Level Road and turned into Somerset Road. Just as I was about to give a sigh of relief I saw something that I did not expect at that moment.... a police van! The police van was parking with its lights off under a large tree on the right side embankment of the road. They were on our opposite side when we drove past and by now we were driving at normal speed. None of us dared to turn our heads around to see what they would do, but I fixed my drunken, drugged eyes on the rearview mirror, watching their position and hoping that they will just remain where they were. I must tell you that my bowels nearly gave way right there on the front seat when I saw how the police van started up, got onto the road and connected onto the double lane road that we were in! I just knew that they were following us.... I just knew it!


The traffic lights were red and so we obediently stopped so as not to give the police any reason to pull us over.  And yet, when the police van stopped next to us the policeman in the passenger seat rolled down his window and politely asked our driver to pull over on to the side of the road beyond the traffic lights crossing. “KP“ nodded his head in false obedience and then he turned his head to the left and softly asked the two of us what he should do. Seemingly the traffic lights took an eternity to change from red to green and all the while the three of us were having a soft, and gentle but heated argument on whether to pull over or to just speed away into the dark night! I wanted us to pull over because we were old professional car thieves and we knew how to talk our way out of any sticky situation. However, if “push comes to shove“ then we could just overpower them and flee away into any nightclub, or hide anywhere because all three of us knew the streets of Cape Town very well.


One moment we were still waiting impatiently for the red light to turn to green when suddenly…with screeching tyres and grinding gears our little stolen Ford violently jumped into action!

The two police officers were definitely caught off-guard as we sped away; I don’t believe they really expected us to disobey them after they so politely requested us to pull over. They may have experienced a relatively smooth night earlier, no fuss, no hindrances, no problems…until we crossed their path in the still of the night. I don’t believe they thought we would dare to challenge their technologically advanced, turbo-charged government vehicle with our standard 1600 Ford Escort. What they didn’t realize was that they were dealing with “Risk Takers”, men who were quite used to living ‘on the edge’ on a daily basis. Dangerous and deadly adventures were a part of our daily lifestyle and I think that was one of the reasons why our individual spirits reacted in this manner in this dangerous situation.

Anyway, as we rebelliously sped away from governmental authority we understood that we have now exposed ourselves to the police as law-breakers! The police officers could not know what our crime was or even whether we did commit any crime, but what they did know was that by fleeing from them after being asked to pull over we had effectively committed a crime. As we fled into Woodstock down Lower Main Road into Albert Road I was trying to tell ‘KP’ to turn right into Selwyn Road which would lead us into Gympie Street. We could then dump the car and flee on foot. Across the Top Main Road into Searle Street we would then be able to cross the footbridge taking us over the Freeway and back to the place of my friend ‘AT’ where I parked the Ford Cortina Ghia. Unfortunately we were driving so fast that we sped past the street that we initially wanted to escape down and we just kept on driving into Salt River. We knew that we were now proceeding nearer to the Traffic Circle in Salt River which would either give us access to the N1 Freeway which would take us all the way to Bonteheuwel and Surrey Estate. However, the other access point would be to remain on the road we were and cross the bridge into Voortrekker Road into Maitland. Again our speed did not allow us to turn into the access point which would take us onto the N1 Freeway, but we were forced to cross the bridge. We really did not want to go into Maitland because there was and still is a Police Station located in Voortrekker Road which we had to pass.


By now our little Ford Escort 1600 was laboring so much that it was almost vibrating and shaking like something that was about to break apart any minute! ‘KP’ was driving that little Ford Escort 1600 like it was a big Ford Mustang V8 and we were basically ‘flying’ down a clear track with two police vans furiously chasing us. Yes, another police van had maybe responded to a radio call to join the car chase! On the inside of the vehicle we were hanging on for dear life! I know that when I entered that vehicle I was sleepy, drunk and drugged, but by now I was almost sober and definitely wide awake. It was like I was in one of those rubber dinghies moving uncontrollably and fast down the great Zambezi River rapids! My whole nervous system was screaming out in fear; fear of death wanted me to jump out of the speeding vehicle and yet I knew that would have caused death itself. We were driving at a speed that could have given any person a heart attack.    


A definition of Trauma, shock, a hard knock – When a person goes into very fearful traumatic experiences then adrenaline is released and one is unguarded at that moment – all gates (senses) are opened which makes one very vulnerable for an evil spirit to enter you.

I believe that at that moment all three of us must have experienced an immense trauma as our bodies were not used to such high velocity.

We were fast approaching the police station and in the distance we could see flashing lights as the police was set up for a roadblock.  As we came nearer to the roadblock I could see policemen lined up on both sides of the road, aiming their firearms at our approaching vehicle and a policeman sitting in a Nissan Senator, which was parked across the road!  The police did everything in their power to motivate us to really stop; we could not go back, turn to the left, turn to the right and we could not move forward…  We were effectively boxed in!


As we came nearer to the police roadblock we were still maintaining the very same speed and I was frantically trying to bring our driver’s attention to the Nissan Senator that was parked across the road and definitely blocking our progress!  My friend KP just maintained his focus and replied that he was not going to stop!  This was where I was fearfully hanging on for dear life with every finger and every toe because I realized that he was truly not going to stop.  Then the policemen on both sides of the road opened up fire against us and all three of us almost simultaneously ducked and we lay flat on the car’s floorboard; the driver still kept his foot on the accelerator pedal and still held onto the steering wheel…  I think both of us held on firmly to the steering wheel! The policeman sitting in the Nissan Senator also realized that we were not going to stop and fortunately for all of us he quickly pulled out of the way.  My stomach was paining, cramping, moving, shifting and jumping at the same time as we sped through a now vacant s space like a hot knife through butter!


Miraculously we broke through that roadblock with a bullet-riddled vehicle, shattered windows and now three police vans, the Nissan Senator and a Toyota Corolla furiously chasing us up Voortrekker Road from Maitland into Kensington.  The human instinct for survival was at that moment priority for the three of us and I didn’t even have a chance to check whether there were any bullet-holes in my body.  We needed to maintain a high level of concentration and we needed to continue flying as fast and swift as the sparrow are able to flee from the hungry pursuing falcons. Our minds were constantly racing and thinking; we were trying desperately to think our way out of an extremely dangerous situation and all the time different strategies and options was considered.  Because of the nature of our situation suggestions was just flowing; some made sense, some was confusing and some were just outright senseless and stupid!  We found ourselves playing the role of lead actors in a very fast moving dramatic movie scene, but we had no script and there were no cameras.  This was real time…  real emotions with real excitement and real fear and definitely real bullets!  We had to think just as fast as we were moving and we knew very well that this story had only three endings: we will escape, or we will arrested, or we will die either by making an accident or by being shot by the police.


I made the suggestion that we turn left into Second Avenue and drive right up to the Railway Junction crossing; we would jump over the gate, run over the Railway line and then jump another fence, into Eighth Street, Kensington where we would be able to hide at the house of a former girlfriend of mine. KP changed to a lower gear and reduced the speed of the car so that we could take a 90° left turn into 2nd Street.  The time of speed reduction and the amount of speed reduction vs. the width of the turnoff unfortunately worked against our mental calculations and we just felt the rear side of the car horribly shifting to the right and the vehicle jumped onto the pavement. The three of us boldly broke the laws of the Country, but we were unable to break or supersede the fixed laws of nature; the law of physics and the law of gravity totally resisted our movements


Unfortunately KP could not adequately reduce the speed of the car for us to make the turn and we just crashed into one of those workstations built in front of a shop; I can’t remember whether it was a Telephone company box or an Electricity box.  Everything happened so fast; I remember hearing screeching tyres and a loud crashing noise as we crashed.  I looked with amazement and wide eyes at the front part of the car that was all folded up like a piece of cardboard paper. While we were still in a state of shock and disorientation the doors of the vehicle flung open as a group of infuriated policemen grabbed a hold of us and violently pulled us out of the stolen vehicle.  All three of us were propped up separately against the car surrounded by two or three large angry policemen that fired sporadic questions at us.  These questions were just rhetorical questions because these irritated policemen immediately answered their own questions with strategically placed painful blows to the body.


They were extremely livid and fuming at us for messing up their system.  We did not pull over when they asked us, we didn’t stop when they were pursuing us through almost seven municipalities, we forcefully broke through their ‘well-worked out’ roadblock; we even disrespected the power and authority of their firearms.  The Police Department enforced Law and Order and their systems were well established and successful in the Country, but we didn’t play by their rules and opposing and attacking their systems was a regular exercise for people with our lifestyles; that is why we didn’t surrender to their authority.  I believe they knew that and that is why there was so much fury in their punches.

Anyway, they established that the stolen vehicle was registered to a resident in Sea Point and so the police took us back to the Sea Point Police Station where they laid charges against the three of us.  While we were being processed in the Charge office one of the policemen asked us which one of us was the driver, KP then responded and said that he was the driver of the vehicle.  The policeman said to KP…  “Wow, you can surely drive a

car!” The policeman then cunningly smiled at us and asked us…  “Do you actually know why we pulled you over?” We just silently stared back at him, not really knowing what to answer.  This policeman was beginning to enjoy himself as he delightedly shared the punch-line with us; he’s said…  “We just wanted to tell you that you were driving with dead lights!” When that policeman said that to us you should’ve seen the uniform reaction that immediately came over all three our faces…  We were stunned and I was almost dazed with utter disappointment as I thought why…..oh why did we not stop and just pull over?  Disappointment quickly changed to anger as I realized that I was the one who suggested that we pull over and we could have avoided this whole saga!


Anyway, there was no use complaining over spilt milk; we found ourselves charged with ‘possession of a stolen vehicle’ and after we were processed in the system we were sent to the cells.  It was in the early hours of Monday morning and we were told that we will only appear in Court on the Wednesday morning.


This was one of four serious car accidents that I was involved in, before I was paralyzed in the fourth motor vehicle accident (MVA). I should have taken note that maybe GOD was speaking to me about my rough lifestyle, but I could not, or would not listen. I mean it is not every day that you are able to break through a deadly firing line in a police road block and come out on the other side unscathed! I never knew at that time there was something like GRACE or MERCY. As a gangster I knew a little about grace and mercy, but because I was spiritually ignorant of the things of the Holy Spirit, I was totally unaware of the depths of GOD’s Grace and Mercies towards me.


(1Jn 4:19)  We love him, because he first loved us.


The reason why I love my GOD so much is because He first loved me, even while I was walking in the deepest of darkness.


(Eze 16:6)  And when I passed by thee, and saw thee polluted in thine own blood, I said unto thee when thou wast in thy blood, Live; yea, I said unto thee when thou wast in thy blood, Live.


I thank GOD today that when He saw me wallowing and polluted in my own blood, He prophesied over my life and said….YOU SHALL NOT DIE, BUT YOU SHALL LIVE TASWELL, YES, I SAY TO YOU….LIVE TASWELL! How long have I been polluted in my own blood and how long have I been struggling to get clean and get free!

Maybe you have also experienced major happenings in your life and you survived and came through relatively unharmed and you don’t realize that it was actually GOD’s beautiful grace that carried you through to the other side.


The Cape Flats Soaked in Tears!

01/11/2013 17:15

The Cape Flats Soaked in Tears

by Taswell Alexander


The week after my mother’s funeral I was sick with a cold for the whole week. I couldn’t even prepare myself properly for the sermon that I was supposed to preach on Sunday, 20th October. On Wednesday evening my wife Edwina shared with me that the Holy Spirit gave her a message for me; she said….

Taswell, the LORD is calling you to the Prayer Closet for three days, because He is going to reveal something to you.”

I then decided to stay off-line for three days; I did not check my e-mail, go onto social media or edit my website for two and a half days and I just prayed until I heard from the LORD GOD Almighty. I know that my wife moves under a powerful prophetic anointing and that is the reason why I immediately obeyed the instruction. I am so happy that I entered into my Prayer Closet, because the LORD gave me a powerful revelation for my sermon….actually a powerful prophetic word for my nation, the Foundation Nation in Cape Town!

The LORD showed me how many times His people the Israelites were forcefully taken out of their own Land and taken into captivity into another foreign enemy Country. The Bible describes the pain, the bitterness, the tears, the awful misery and the utter hopelessness that Israel experienced when they were uprooted from that which were familiar to them into a faraway and strange place with a strange language, a strange culture and a strange cuisine.

Psalm 137:1-9…

(Psa 137:1)  There we sat down by the rivers of Babylon; also, we wept when we remembered Zion.

(Psa 137:2)  We hung our lyres on the willows in its midst.

(Psa 137:3)  For there our captors demanded a song from us; and our plunderers demanded gladness, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion.

(Psa 137:4)  How shall we sing Jehovah's song in a foreign land?

(Psa 137:5)  If I forget you, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget.

(Psa 137:6)  If I do not remember you, let my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth; if I do not prefer Jerusalem above my chief joy.

(Psa 137:7)  Remember, O Jehovah, the sons of Edom in the day of Jerusalem; who said, Make it bare! Make it bare, even to the foundation of it!

(Psa 137:8)  O daughter of Babylon, O destroyed one! Blessed is he who will repay to you your reward which you rewarded to us.

(Psa 137:9)  Blessed is he who seizes and dashes your little ones against the stones.


Psalm 137 tells the story of Israel’s tears in Babylon and how they made a promise never to forget Jerusalem, but the psalm also expresses their hatred towards Babylon for forcibly removing them from their beloved home town. In their pain they could not understand that GOD was with them and that was a prophecy spoken through GOD’s prophets that had to be fulfilled.

For many years after the South African Nationalist Party Government forcibly removed the Cape Coloureds, the Foundation nation from District Six, many of our people are still living with a lot of pain and hidden animosity because of the Government’s Apartheid doctrines of the past. There were other suburbs also where Coloured people were removed under the wicked Group Areas Act of 1950 and the Lands Act of 1913 and 1936. District Six was officially known as the Sixth Municipal District of Cape Town. District Six was beautifully located on the foot of Table Mountain with a splendid view over the Harbour of Cape Town. I was the only one of four children that was born in District Six a year before my family was evicted from our home. This was a vibrant and multi-cultural city that was filled with a Coloured community that was very close-knit; children played on the streets until late, gangsters standing on the corner singing old jazz songs and lovely neighbours who knew everyone and who knew everything about everyone!

The day the bulldozers came they not only destroyed brick and mortar buildings, but they also violently destroyed a society’s established foundations! Politicians and policy-makers succeeded in scattering and fragmenting First People communities and spread and dumped them on a crude and largely undeveloped flat plain, which is known today as the Cape Flats. People were suddenly uprooted from their foundations and thrown into an unknown environment. Then the Cape Flats was soaked in tears, because of the pain, the heartbreak and the constant longing back to the “Six” (die “Ses”) as it was more commonly known. I read an online article where one woman said after they were evicted from District Six and brought to Bonteheuwel her mother refused to start a garden, because she did not want to replant any roots in the soil of Bonteheuwel! She like many others still painfully longed back to the sounds and smells of District Six.

I attended Trafalgar High School, which is located in District Six, and I could feel my parents’ pain as I walked over the ruins of the houses every single day, which sadly also testified to the ruins of many people’s lives! This is the pain that I preached about on Sunday the 20th of October, an emotional pain that our generation unfortunately inherited from our parents. It is that pain, that deep resentment and bitterness that raised us; it was unwittingly and unknowingly transferred onto us. It was the vehicle that Satan used to send us running into the embrace of gang structures and prostitution!

Our parents soaked the soil of the Cape Flats with the tears of their pain and now a second and third generation have soaked the soil of the Cape Flats with blood because of that same pain!

The LORD gave me a revelation that even though traditional mindsets says that we were severely wronged and victimized by the Apartheid Government’s forced removals we never understood that all was within GOD’s purposes. GOD allowed us to move from one place to another to raise up an altar of praise and prayer and to multiply where we are now.

Look at these Scriptures:

(Gen 1:28)  And God blessed them, and God said unto them, Be fruitful, and multiply, and replenish the earth, and subdue it: and have dominion over the fish of the sea, and over the fowl of the air, and over every living thing that moveth upon the earth.


(Gen 9:1)  And God blessed Noah and his sons, and said unto them, Be fruitful, and multiply, and replenish the earth.


(Gen 9:7)  And you, be ye fruitful, and multiply; bring forth abundantly in the earth, and multiply therein.


(Gen 22:17)  That in blessing I will bless thee, and in multiplying I will multiply thy seed as the stars of the heaven, and as the sand which is upon the sea shore; and thy seed shall possess the gate of his enemies;


(Gen 26:4)  And I will make thy seed to multiply as the stars of heaven, and will give unto thy seed all these countries; and in thy seed shall all the nations of the earth be blessed;


(Gen 35:11)  And God said unto him, I am God Almighty: be fruitful and multiply; a nation and a company of nations shall be of thee, and kings shall come out of thy loins;


(Gen 48:4)  And said unto me, Behold, I will make thee fruitful, and multiply thee, and I will make of thee a multitude of people; and will give this land to thy seed after thee for an everlasting possession.


(Lev 26:9)  For I will have respect unto you, and make you fruitful, and multiply you, and establish my covenant with you.


(Deu 7:13)  And he will love thee, and bless thee, and multiply thee: he will also bless the fruit of thy womb, and the fruit of thy land, thy corn, and thy wine, and thine oil, the increase of thy kine, and the flocks of thy sheep, in the land which he sware unto thy fathers to give thee.


(Deu 8:1)  All the commandments which I command thee this day shall ye observe to do, that ye may live, and multiply, and go in and possess the land which the LORD sware unto your fathers.


(Jer 30:19)  And out of them shall proceed thanksgiving and the voice of them that make merry: and I will multiply them, and they shall not be few; I will also glorify them, and they shall not be small.


(Eze 36:10)  And I will multiply men upon you, all the house of Israel, even all of it: and the cities shall be inhabited, and the wastes shall be builded:


(Eze 36:11)  And I will multiply upon you man and beast; and they shall increase and bring fruit: and I will settle you after your old estates, and will do better unto you than at your beginnings: and ye shall know that I am the LORD.


(Eze 37:26)  Moreover I will make a covenant of peace with them; it shall be an everlasting covenant with them: and I will place them, and multiply them, and will set my sanctuary in the midst of them for evermore.



Just recently men have prophesied that GOD says that there is wickedness in His House and that GOD is going to strike Cape Town. The LORD is saying to me that we must deal with the horrible traumatic pain of the past so that we can set our children free from generational iniquity. Through repentance we can release our nation and the Church in Cape Town from defilement and get back into right covenant standing with our Father again. Then we will continue to enjoy the blessing of multiplication and increase in every facet of our lives!

This is the Word that GOD gave to me and even though there may be others that will disagree with this piece I pray that they will come to an understanding. GOD is about to sift His people and a great shift in traditional paradigms are about to take place in conservative mindsets.


Praise GOD for His beautiful grace and endless mercies!




10/10/2013 09:32


I hope that this article on the ministry of peace mediations with gangs would be informative and educational to every pastor or church leader who wants to learn more about this difficult ministry. You may experience gang violence in your own community, but you don’t know how to approach these gang leaders then I pray that this short article might assist you in your ministry. There are some secrets that I could not share on-line and I invite you to contact me if you should need any assistance.

I have been involved in peace negotiations between warring gangs for quite some time now. I am a peace negotiator that has been mandated by the Church to resist and pull down altars of blood that has gained so much power and “legal authority” to operate against prophetic words that were released over Cape Town!

My purpose for being involved in the peace process in Bonteheuwel is not only about getting the guns to cease firing, but it’s also about cutting-edge prophetic evangelism and it’s about closing spiritual portals. So many rituals of blood and so many rituals of death have been performed in South Africa and in the world. According to a police source there are, on average, fifty murders per year in my area alone. Which means out of fifty-two weeks in a year, there are almost one murder per week, and let me tell you that is really a modest statistic in Cape Town. One Billion abortions have already been performed across the world, millions of people have perished on the continent of Africa in conflict zones like Angola, Sierra Leone, Liberia, Congo, Democratic Republic of Congo, Burundi, Rwanda, Sudan, Eritrea, Ethiopia, Somalia and other regions.

The drug wars and gang warfare has also offered its blood sacrifices to Satan in massive quantities. Many years ago hundreds of women were drowned and killed in the Yellow River from North Korea’s side; North Korea created a “barrier of death” to prevent the influx of the Gospel of Jesus Christ from South Korea and China into North Korea. Ceremonial killings are a very powerful tool that the Kingdom of Darkness uses to activate the curse of Genesis 4 by flooding the soil of the earth with blood and thereby opening up doorways in the spirit realm.

Up until now we’ve had numerous peace meetings and negotiations with a number of gangs and gang leaders and in one month we have had four prayer meetings at the homes of gangsters and we are still continuing with prayer meetings at different gangsters’ homes. The LORD Jesus is making the crooked paths straight and giving us favour to go into dark territorial places. Every gang has a spiritual principality that is overseer and taskmaster over them. Every gang territory is fortified with established blood altars and sexual altars in heavenly places which grant that particular group “legal ground” and power to operate there. The Church must understand that we have a much higher Authority that gives US legal ground according to the Book of Joshua chapter one: 

(Jos 1:3 ASV)  Every place that the sole of your foot shall tread upon, to you have I given it, as I spake unto Moses.


(Jos 1:5 ASV)  There shall not any man be able to stand before thee all the days of thy life: as I was with Moses, so I will be with thee; I will not fail thee, nor forsake thee.


Believe me when I say, it really is very difficult and extremely dangerous if you don’t have a calling and a specific mantle for a specific ministry. When GOD promises that no man will be able to stand before me all the days of my life then I am definitely assured that I am empowered to expel and destroy demonic strongholds. I have graciously been endowed with a prophetic anointing to boldly utter decrees that will annul evil Babylonian decrees over our cities and over our nation! When you go into gang territories you are treading on defiled ground, because blood were spilled and semen were spilled on those grounds. These men made a covenant with those grounds and the ground will co-operate with them, but you must enforce Joshua chapter 1:3 with righteous authority!

So far our organization has had much success with the peace process, but there is an area about less than a quarter of Bonteheuwel where shootings are still prevalent. I have extended a number of invitations to the two rival gang leaders involved in that conflict, but they refuse to come and sit down at the negotiating table, however, I have asked and the LORD GOD has given me another strategy to approach that particular matter. We have spoken to eight gangs already that were involved in gang violence and they have agreed to a peace agreement.  Therefore I am confident that soon we will enjoy the fruits of peace in this particular matter.  

(Jas 3:18 KJV)  And the fruit of righteousness is sown in peace of them that make peace.


Back in the year of 2000 I formed a group consisting of ex-gangsters who came to the LORD Jesus Christ, a group of men that had different gang affiliations, but now redeemed by the blood of Jesus Christ. Our vision was to do ministry work towards gangsters, because our desire was to see all gangsters touched by the grace of GOD and restored as new men back unto their families.

I spoke to a preacher of the main pastors fraternal in Bonteheuwel, the Bonteheuwel Churches In Action (BCIA) and subsequently we received an invitation from the BCIA to come and share our vision with them. I knew that a new ministry like ours, still in its infancy stages, needed to work under the authority and covering of an established ministry organization and these were the elders sitting at the gates of the city of Bonteheuwel. After our first visit to the BCIA meeting where I shared our group’s vision the pastors requested that we collaborate with them on the planning of a major Prayer Walk through the streets of Bonteheuwel, which I may add, turned out to be a very successful inter-church event.

Early the following year, 2001, the BCIA graciously extended an invitation to our group to join their executive committee. During that period of time gang warfare between the Junior Cisco Yakkies (JCY) and their big brother, the Junkie Funkie Kids (JFK) against the Ugly Americans had taken momentum in our little city. I call the JFKs the big brother of the JCYs because at the beginning stages when the JCY gang began to operate in Bonteheuwel most of them were younger brothers or nephews that spawned from the JFKs. However, this does not apply to the original JCYs that operated in Kewtown and Athlone in the early 1980s; they actually gave birth to the Young Dixie Boys (YDB).

My assignment in the BCIA is to contact the relevant gang leaders and present my case for peace informing them that I represent the Church and the community. In the beginning stages I be would accompanied by another ex-gangster and go in my wheelchair into the gang’s territory, but I will never meet in a shebeen or a drug house, because it is too dangerous and there are just too much human traffic at these types of residences. After initial contact has been established then only will I invite them to the church for a meeting. The pastors under whose authority I work are always kept up to date with my progress. The pastors always allow me to facilitate the peace meetings because there are just so much diverse and intricate dynamics involved in engaging gangsters. Remember these men live a lifestyle of evil and the spirit of deception operates with them daily. You sit around a table with men who suffers from Multiple Personality Disorders, men who carries with them pain and a lot of trauma from their past and men whose consciences has been seared with a hot iron (1 Tim 4:2).  

Anyway, GOD extended His favour upon us and we managed to sit down with the Yakkies and the Americans four or five times.

 I remember the last meeting we facilitated between the ‘American’ gang and the ‘Junior Cisco Yakkies’ that a journalist with a television camera approached me accompanied by an old acquaintance and informed me that they are busy filming footage for a documentary program that would later be aired on television. Well, they requested permission to film the meeting with the objective of maybe including the footage of the peace meeting to the end product of their documentary on Bonteheuwel.  I told the journalist that I have no problem with his request, but I informed him that I first needed to consult with the pastors and the gang members as well to seek their approval. As an ex-gangster I was quite aware that because of their criminal lifestyle some gangsters might be hesitant to appear on camera so I had no desire to surprise them with a cameraman making an unscheduled stop because I realized that on that particular day there was a great possibility that we would reach an agreement of peace.

I left the visitors at the foyer and went inside and put their request to the meeting. The pastors agreed to the presence of a camera, because it meant positive public exposure to our ministry, but on the other hand some of the gangsters were not as comfortable with these new developments and only conceded if the cameraman would give an assurance that certain men’s faces would be digitally disguised when appearing on screen. I went to the front of the church again and conveyed the different sentiments of the meeting to the journalist and his companion. In response the journalist agreed and we then welcomed their participation in the peace mediations.  Well, by GOD’s grace the meeting ended successfully even though in the middle of the meeting, we nearly experienced a total breakdown in communication, which caused some members of one gang nearly walking out of the meeting. One of the pastors asked the gang members of both groups whether they agreed to an implementation of immediate peace and requested that all those in agreement to please indicate by standing up out of their seats. Well, all the members of both gangs enthusiastically and willingly stood to their feet…all except one!

And can you believe that the one who did not stand up to indicate that he agreed was actually my own dear son, Taswell Junior, who was a member of the Americans. Even though I was caught off guard and startled and surprised, I had to act swiftly! I knew that everyone would be watching my reaction. I then proceeded to handle the issue myself and I spoke to him harshly and after I reprimanded him, and only then did he stand up on his feet to indicate that he also agreed to peace.

Unfortunately after the conclusion of the peace mediations and at a time when Bonteheuwel enjoyed a period of relative quietness and peace, we experienced a major setback. One particular leader of one of the gangs were released from prison and because he was not present at any of the peace negotiations he made it very clear to his friends and his enemies that he did not support the peace agreement between his gang and the rival gang. He then subsequently broke the peace in Bonteheuwel by sending someone to shoot one of the rival gang members. That incident was a lesson to be learned by us as facilitators. So this time around those of us who are involved in this ministry of reconciliation needs to take heed that we do not forget the lessons of the past and by taking extra precautions to avoid those drawbacks, then we may enjoy a greater degree of success and effectiveness.

Sadly I must inform you that eleven young men that participated in the initial Peace Mediations were shot dead in the second wave of violence when one man decided to break the Peace Agreement! It truly broke my heart into pieces, because I spent a lot of time with these men during negotiations and there were many of them that were really tired and weary of the killings. 

I feel another area that we failed to pay attention to was the field of unemployment, because when the killings decreased, robberies and stealing increased at a very unhealthy and unwelcome rate.  We were still overjoyed with finally reaching a long awaited peace agreement that we totally forgot about “post-war” conditions in Bonteheuwel. You see, we have created a vacuum and now we needed to fill that vacuum. The Bible speaks of “feet that are quick to a run after evil”, we in effect, were leaving many gangsters with idle hands.

One more factor that I need to emphasize again is that in the years of 2000 to 2001 a lot of prayer, intercession and fasting was involved in the preparation of the Church’s interaction with the street gangs. I only moved when I received guidance from GOD’s Holy Spirit and therefore we enjoyed a relative measure of success, all to the glory and honour of GOD. I know perfectly well that when you embark on pulling down demonic strongholds then it is utterly impossible to lean on your own understanding. As a former gangster I had some insights into the mechanisms and mindsets of how gangsters think and many might think that my previous experiences may give me an advantage over my peers when mediating with the different groups. I will admit that it might have given me a slight edge because of my background, however human wisdom was low on the list when it came to important issues like these. Intercession and fasting, faith and total dependence on Jesus, the Prince of Peace brings positive results when Light meets Darkness.

I do not like to invite gang members for a lunch without already having met with them on one or more previous occasions before for serious discussion. I prefer first to meet with each group to establish a basis of trust and afterwards invite the rival groups to meet together with the ministers so that when we invite both gangs later to a luncheon, then they would at least have had some time previously communicating with their rivals in a controlled setting.

We do go and meet with one gang at a time, even in places that they perceive to be their ‘strongholds’, but usually during the initial stages. After that we will invite them to a church where the ministers will usually try to set the tone for the meeting; we never hold peace mediations at night or on school grounds…it’s too risky! At night-time there are far too much opportunities presented to gangsters to plot and plan ambushes against their opposition. This is one of many reasons why we deem it is wiser to facilitate peace meetings with groups during the day to counter these types of pitfalls.

When we meet seriously with gang members we do not invite the community at first, especially the mothers of those involved in the violence, because there are too many emotions that usually come to the fore and a lot of accusations and counter-accusations results in the meeting becoming unmanageable and chaotic.

Now in 2013 and after thirteen years I can safely say that I have gained some valuable experience in this ministry; this beautiful ministry towards gangsters, whose souls are so lost and the LORD Jesus has given me so much grace and also given me wisdom and insight into the mechanisms of the gangster lifestyle.  So when I converse with these young men the Holy Spirit usually brings up all those things that have been hidden under the surface because these men will sometimes try to deceive you. In my experience I have learnt over the years that when you go to the one group they will always attempt to shift the blame on the other group and when you go to the second group they also will try to blame the first group, but I thank the LORD Jesus Christ for giving me a spirit that can discern between good and bad, right and wrong.  I usually try to listen closely and I [TA1] try to “read” between the lines.

I never allow them to sabella (use prison language) in the presence of the pastors when we are in a meeting, but I gently guide them back to our mother tongue, because when they use their deceptive prison language they can easily release and activate demonic decrees. I also do not agree with pastors who use prison language or gangster slang just to attempt to “get down to their level”. I believe it is unwise and pure ignorance! When gangsters hear a pastor use their language they will very quickly jump at the opportunity to try and exploit you and they will try to divert your attention from the serious issues at hand. Even I as an ex-gangster who knows the language will not use it when I communicate with gangsters.

We mostly use churches for the peace talks, but also do use other buildings as venues. We use different locations to accommodate different gangs, because some groups feel uncomfortable to come to a venue where their rivals might be operating. We do have incidents where men were willing to come into rival territory for peace meetings, but then I would inform the leaders of the resident group to keep their members away from the immediate vicinity. This happens only in the initial stages when we are still meeting with one gang at a time.

When we do call a meeting I always advise the pastors to be very patient when waiting for them to arrive. I always remind the pastors that these gangsters do not operate on church time, but on underworld time. You could easily wait for 30—45 minutes before they saunter in like nothing is wrong. Sometimes you would set up a meeting and something might happen on the streets and nobody would pitch up. All you can do afterwards is just to contact the men again and reschedule the meeting.   

This is an ongoing ministry because the guns are not silent yet and blood is still being spilled on the soil of South Africa.




02/10/2013 13:25



Exodus 20:1-6

1  And God spoke all these words, saying,

2  I am the LORD your God who brought you out of the land of Egypt and out of the land of bondage.

3  You shall have no other gods before Me.

4 You will not make for yourself any graven image, or any likeness of anything in the heaven above, or in the earth beneath, or in waters under the sea.

5 You will not bow down yourself to them, nor serve them, for I the LORD your God am a jealous God, visiting the iniquity of the fathers on the children to the third and fourth generation of those who hate me,

6 and showing mercies to thousands of those who love me and keep my commandments.


This passage speaks of making for yourself graven images or pictures. A tattoo is like an engraved picture in the skin made with ink to last forever. Verse 4 speaks of making any likeness in the heaven above, which could indicate tattoos of…

The Sun, the Moon, the Zodiac Symbols, the Stars, Fallen angels, the Grim Reaper, Demonic faces and also vultures, eagles, swallows, sparrows, owls, ravens or pigeons, fairies.

or in the earth beneath,

Snakes, scorpions, dogs, wolves, jackals, lions, tigers, leopards, cats, mice, dinosaurs, apes, hyenas, naked women, faces of loved ones, spiders, skeletons, mosques, churches, flowers, open books depicting the laws of particular ‘Number’ gangs, dragons, the statue of Liberty, flags especially the US and British flags, money and dollar and pound symbols, weapons like knives, pangas, axes and guns, different hand signals showing particular gang membership, sexual organs,

or in the waters under the sea,

Dolphins, sharks, crocodiles, octopuses, mermaids, Neptune

These tattoos are like demon tags. It is like satanic altars that open up occultic gates in your life. Tattoos represent the journey you are on and when you look at someone’s tattoos then you can actually determine his ranking in the underworld.

When you see tattoos of the Grim Reaper, Skull & Bones or the Hangman’s Noose then it is possible that the person made a covenant with death and is willing to go all the way to the grave with his cause. When you see tattoos of a male organ it signifies the person’s sexual orientation is homosexual. Tattoos of money and dollar and pound symbols shows that the person is a thief and a robber and a worshipper of money. Tattoos with weapons and blood show men of blood who are involved in blood sacrifices. When you see a tattoo of a right hand it shows affiliation to the 26 and 27 (Sunup) gang and when you see a tattoo of the left hand then it shows affiliation to the 28 (Sundown) gang. A tattoo of a knife pointed upwards or a knife pointed downward respectively signifies 26 and 27 gang affiliation or 28 gang affiliation.

In the nineties the American Rapper Tupac Shakir sang a song titled “Thug Life” which became quite popular after his death. In Manenberg in the stronghold territory of the Hard Livings gang they had a large mural painted on one of the Court walls. The painting was of Tupac and the slogan “Thug Life” was also painted on the wall. Many gangsters adopted the slogan and has “Thug Life” tattooed on their chests. I found out that the Concise Oxford Dictionary describes the word Thug as a“ Member of religious organization of assassins in India suppressed by 1825; cut-throat and ruffian.” Can you see the spirit operating in men who bound themselves with that tattoo on their bodies?

Modern tattoos include the Chinese symbol of Yin and Yang and Chinese characters, which shows the influence of the spirit of the East in South Africa. I’ve also seen tattoos of the dragon becoming more popular even with gangsters. Tattoos have become so fashionable today that it happens that you see a man full of tattoos on his body and yet that man may not even have spent a day in prison or has any gang affiliation. Ladies put tattoos around their navel and at the base of their spine not realizing that they are spiritually binding their reproductive organs, bladder, kidneys, stomach and their spinal cord. I’ve seen men with tattoos of barbed wire around the upper arm. I heard of a man who had the whole picture of the new Cape Town International Stadium tattooed on his back last year during the 2010 Soccer World Cup Tournament. I wonder if it was for fun or was it for divination purposes?

Around the region of the South-Indian Islands and Australasia you’ll find places like Papua New Guinea, West Samoa, Tahiti and Fiji where tattoos are quite normal in their cultural makeup. To a large degree these tattoos identify from which tribes they originates.

An Article in the Joy Magazine  on Tattoos:

Tattoos amongst the Amazon tribes identify the various members of a given tribe. In Papua New Guinea, all kinds of body scarification, tattoos and body mutilation distinguish the various tribes. Among the tribes in Borneo tattooing is mainly associated with headhunting (a visible sign of success) for men and the coming of age of women – in some cases it symbolizes their social status. Tattoos are part of “the rites of passage”.

A pagan view on the subject: “A tattoo is a complex signifier; it signals class; it signals sexuality; and it has specific content as a signifier; a depiction of an animal, a person, an abstract tribal design. The most usual motifs are signifiers of power and masculinity. But what the tattoo signals above all is the power  one seizes  over one’s own body… To be branded or tattooed shows also that you have the requisite guts to join the group… it serves as a sign of pain and hence of resolution.” (Crispen Sartwell) To put this in simple terms, it is a form of autonomy (self law) which is idolatry.

“Tattooing is often a magical rite in the more traditional cultures, and the tattooist is respected as a priest or shaman.” (Michael Dello, Tattoo: The Exotic Art of Skin Decoration). (End of Joy Magazine Article.)


                                                            PRAYER POINTS TO DEAL WITH TATTOOS

Leviticus 19:28

“Do not cut your bodies for the dead or put tattoo marks on yourself. I am the LORD.”

  1. Father, in the Name of Jesus I ask you to remove every tattoo on my body that presents me as an agent of Satan.
  2. Father, in the Name of Jesus I ask Your forgiveness for unwittingly putting tattoos on my body which actually showed collective family patterns. I may have had the same tattoos that another family member or ancestor may also have had, which symbolized the same family sins or underworld affiliation.
  3. Father, in the Name of Jesus please forgive us because when we put tattoos on our bodies we activated the Kundalini Serpent spirit and fire to come in and bind us.
  4. Father, we know that many of South Africa’s gangster tattoos represent Sun worship. We ask You to forgive us for becoming involved in this form of idolatry.
  5. Father, in the Name of Jesus please forgive us that we used our tattoos to declare our gang or tribal identities. From this moment on we proclaim our identity to be in Jesus Christ of Nazareth our Saviour and Redeemer.
  6. Father we acknowledge that Your Holy Spirit is the only Spirit that gives us power and the gifts of Your Spirit is a manifestation of Your power. LORD we repent and ask for forgiveness because we rejected Your Holy Spirit power and we tattooed our bodies to symbolize occultic power and ranking.
  7. Father we ask forgiveness for putting tattoos of animals on our bodies not knowing that we have connected to religions of animism and animal spirit worship.
  8. Father, in the Name of Jesus please forgive us for putting tattoos of the Sun, Sun rays, the Moon, the stars or constellations of stars on our bodies depicting worship of those heavenly bodies. LORD we acknowledge that these things in the heavens were given to all nations to enjoy and You O LORD gave a definite warning that we should not look up to them and be enticed to worship them. Please forgive us for worshipping the creation and not the Creator.
  9. Father, in the Name of Jesus I ask that all portals may be closed by the blood of Jesus Christ. Because of certain satanic tattoos on our bodies we unknowingly opened up portals in the spirit for demons to enter into us… please forgive us LORD in the Name of Jesus.
  10. Father in the Name of Jesus we ask for Your forgiveness because we allowed spiritual monitors to follow us and stalk us because our tattoos were like bright shining demonic tags in the spirit.
  11. Father, please seal these demon tags with the blood of Jesus Christ and remove all demonic authority so that the enemy will have no more legal ground to communicate with us through the gateways of our tattoos.
  12. Father, in the Name of Jesus please take Your flaming sword and destroy every spiritual soul tie that still binds us with workers of iniquity because we have the same gang or tribal tattoos.
  13. Father, in the Name of Jesus please forgive us for putting tattoos of water creatures on our bodies, which connected us to marine altars and water spirits. These water spirits then opened up the doors for sexual sins in our lives.
  14. Father, in the Name of Jesus please forgive us for putting tattoos of flags on our bodies. The Star Spangled Banner of the US and the Union Jack of the UK which actually represents Free Masonry.
  15. Father, in the Name of Jesus please forgive us for putting tattoos of the flags of the 26, the 27, the 28, the Desperado or the Air Force on our bodies. By these flags we showed allegiance to these groups and our involvement in the darkness of the occult.
  16. Father, in the Name of Jesus please forgive us for even putting drawings and tattoos on other people’s bodies. O LORD please remove the authority and influence that we have over them. From now on LORD allow us only to exercise godly influence and godly authority over them.
  17. Father, in the Name of Jesus please forgive us as we now repent that we used our tattoos as a tool to instill fear in other people.
  18. Father, in the Name of Jesus we ask that You break the stronghold of tattoos forever over our lives and that when people see us that they will not see the tattoos that we display but that they will see the Fruits of Your Spirit that we display.
  19. Father, in the Name of Jesus we repent that we defiled our bodies with tattoos, our bodies which were supposed to be a dwelling place for Your Holy Spirit. Your Word says that if any man is in Christ he is a new creation and from today onwards we declare our bodies to be a dwelling place for Your Holy Spirit.
  20. Father, please restore us so that the tattoos on our bodies will have no more authority in the spirit to speak into our spirits or our souls. Please LORD help us to gain spiritual victory over our tattoos. Thank You Jesus.










Magic & Witchcraft on the Streets of Cape Town

01/10/2013 20:06

Prophetic discussion On Magic


Magic And Witchcraft on the streets of Cape Town

By Taswell Alexander


Two definitions of the word magic found in the Strong’s Hebrew Dictionary:






From H3857; a blaze; also (from the idea of enwrapping) magic (as covert): - flaming, enchantment.






A primitive root; to cover; used only as denominative from H6051, to cloud over; figuratively to act covertly, that is, practice magic: -  X bring, enchanter, Meonemin, observe (-r of) times, soothsayer, sorcerer.


Divination: (Fausset dictionary)

Eze_13:7. Used in Scripture of false systems of ascertaining the divine will, such as are allied to idolatry: as necromancy, which evoked the dead (1Sa_28:8); prognostication by arrows (Eze_21:21). The arrows marked with names of places to be attacked were shaken (for "He made His arrows bright," translated, "He shook") together in a quiver; whichever came out first intimated the place selected; or else threw them in the air to see in alighting which way they inclined, toward Jerusalem or Ammon. Inspecting entrails. The healthy or unhealthy state of the sacrificial entrails intimated success or failure. In the Nineveh sculptures the king is represented with a cup in his right hand, his left hand resting on a bow, also two arrows in the right hand, possibly for divination. The "magicians" of Egypt in Gen_41:8, (chartumim, from cheret "a style" or pen,) were sacred "scribes" of the hieroglyphics, devoted to astrology, magic, etc.; else from Egyptian chertom, "wonder workers," or cher-tum, "bearers of sacred spells."


Gangsters used to scratch/roughly engrave the initials of the enemies on their bullets with a sharp pointed object.  These initials represent the names of those rivals that they plan to shoot dead.  Biblical accounts inform us that this is actually an ancient practice of divination as mentioned in the article above.  These gangsters may even suspect that their rivals operate with witchcraft and maybe they have been trying to kill someone for some time, but they were unable to.  They then decide to use magic against magic.  In many instances the Hand of GOD may protect someone and magic may not even be involved. 

There is so much magic and witchcraft in Cape Town, which opens up spiritual portals for specific demons to be activated.  When a man fires an “initialed” bullet at his human target his soul connects to the spirit of magic in the atmosphere; his mind has been made up, his focus is on one person and he almost wills the bullet to find its target.  Remember, at that moment when he engraved that bullet a demonic spirit was released to assist him, because he had just divined death for another!



Many years ago when I was still involved in the underworld, I was sitting in the home of two of my best friends; they were brothers, and while I was waiting for the two of them I was chatting with their mother.  Their mother and I were alone in the lounge and the conversation was flowing nicely and suddenly she changed the nature of the conversation and she asked me…  “Taswell, the three of you are always together and you always go out together, but you are always the one that ends up in trouble or are caught.  Have you ever asked yourself…  WHY?” I was really caught off-guard by the question and I answered her, “No I don’t know why.”

My friends’ mother then informed me that both of them are 'protected’ because both of them personally carried on them ’Azaamats’.  Then she suggested that maybe it would be a good idea if I should also wear such protection.  I must say that woman completely surprised me with the revelation that two of my closest friends carried ’Azaamats’ for protection.  However, I immediately said no…  I would never carry that, because my mother would “kill” me if she should find out!  An ’Azaamat’ is a Muslim talisman (we call it 'ajoematjie’) which is a very small piece of paper with Arabic words/Koran scripture verses written on it.  The paper will then be folded very small and sealed with cello tape; this talisman is usually stitched on the inside of the shirt collar or the seams of the trousers or any other garment.  It will always be hidden from sight.  This talisman is used as magic to protect the person from trouble and it is even used in the Courts of Law when the person may be charged with criminal offenses.

I would love to relate another story:

In 1986 I was incarcerated in Pollsmoor Prison along with five other young men.  The Court would not grant us bail because of the nature of our crime, however, on this one particular Court appearance our attorneys promised us that there was a great chance that on this particular day we might be granted bail.  While we were in the cells of the Bishop Lavis Court all six of us were upbeat and joyful as we anticipated release on that day.  When our case was heard before the Judge we were questioned by both the Prosecution and the Defense until just before lunchtime and court proceedings stopped and our case was supposed to continue after the Lunch hour.  Now just before we returned back to the cells our family and friends that were present in the gallery gave us bags with clothing, food and even drugs and Marijuana.  We enjoyed our lunch and when our bail hearing continued after lunch there was still a spring in our steps as we entered the courtroom.  This second half of the court proceedings was in total contrast to the first half; the atmosphere in the courtroom was now a little bit more hostile.  Amazingly five of us were denied bail and only one was granted bail…  A free bail!

Back in the cells we were filled with disbelief and disappointment and we desperately tried to analyze what had just transpired.  We realized that when we received our parcels one of the accused’s mother handed him a Tracksuit and instructed him to put it on when we appear after lunch again.  All of us usually received clean clothes when we come to court so there was nothing unusual about his mother giving him clothes, but what was unusual was the instruction to wear this tracksuit when standing before the Judge!  His mother had obviously taken this particular tracksuit to the witchdoctor for some witchcraft to be done on it and therefore the power of the magic changed things in the spirit realm and only he was granted bail.  You can imagine that the five of us were not “happy chappies” as we sullenly returned back to Pollsmoor!  I believe court proceedings on that day was favorable and we would have been released on legal grounds, but the witchcraft messed up everything in the spirit realm!

There are just so many stories that I know of gangsters carrying witchcraft and magic tokens for protection from other gangsters, from the police, protection when they go out to steal and rob; they put magic on their guns and in their wallets so that there will always be money in their wallets.  They have magic in their vehicles so that when they transport the drugs or illegal firearms the police won’t be able to see them even if they drive past them and even if the police pulls them over they may not even find anything.

The activation of magic and witchcraft on the streets does not only manifest through gangsters, but through people from all walks of life.  Just as gangsters carried witchcraft and magic for protection against the police and the Justice System, so also there used to be detectives of the feared Murder & Robbery Unit that also carried witchcraft and magic.  They sought the assistance of witchcraft to catch high profile criminals so that they could get quick promotion in the Force.

I know that there is Business people like shop owners, for instance, who would visit Witchdoctors so that their business premises would not be robbed or burgled and that their businesses would be successful.


Some time ago I counseled a married woman with marital problems, whose husband had an adulterous affair with another woman.  The woman in counseling shared with me a that another woman told her once that if she wanted to get her husband back then she should perform a certain ritual…

She should take the dry skin under the heel of her foot, the sweat under her armpits and her saliva; then she should mix it all in his food!  This woman said to me that she actually refused to do it.  It was the first time that I learned of such a potion; I am aware of women mixing their menstrual blood in coffee or tea before they present it to a man.  This is in order to cast a spell on the man that she wants.  What I learned from this recent counseling session is that even the “love potions” is becoming more complicated and more powerful.  These spells will bewitch a man in such a way that the woman could call out the name of the man at 2:18 AM in the morning and that man would wake up if he was sleeping, or if he was busy with something he would leave whatever he was doing and that man would go to her…  Wherever she may be!  The woman that is casting the spell has the ability to summon a man in the spirit realm even if that man is sleeping next to his wife.

Many years ago I knew a prostitute who had a relationship with a Portuguese sailor who had rented a Flat in Sea Point for the two of them.  Some of these Sailors would form long-term relationships with some of these prostitutes and even provide accommodation for the women.  However, these Sailors also knew that as soon as their Vessel had sailed beyond Cape Town’s harbor then these women would continue to have sexual relationships with other Sailors.  My former prostitute friend personally told me that her Portuguese client/boyfriend had smeared some muti/witchcraft ointment on his male organ at one time just before they were going to have intercourse.  His motives were to bind her to “faithfulness” so that she would not sleep with any other men!

Another way how witchcraft is being used as a weapon is through the smoking of Mandrax and Dagga (marijuana).  If a person wants to harm another person then the person would take human or animal hair and/or human fingernails in order to cast a spell.  The hair and the fingernails will be cut/ground very fine and mixed with the Dagga and given to the intended victim.  When this spell is cast successfully it usually results in the victim becoming mentally retarded.  This potion is extremely powerful and I am aware of quite a few cases on the Cape Flats.  The person that performs this act usually has a deep seeded jealousy and/or envy towards the other person, their spouses, their homes, their job/business, their wealth or the things they have, etc.  Unfortunately the weakness and the greed of the person consuming alcohol and drugs, makes them very susceptible to fall into these kinds of snares! 

“The people, tribes, and nations that came to make their home at the Southernmost tip of Africa were the Khoi. We call these people grouping the First People Nations. The First People Nations established the foundation for the spiritual realm in that area where they came to stay. The Khoi developed a unique religious belief by combining the worshipping of nature, shamanism, and some occult practices.”

Above paragraph taken from the article titled, “First Peoples” on the website of Kanaan Ministries.

Much of the practices of magic and witchcraft in Cape Town have roots going back hundreds of years to our Khoi ancestors.

The Khoi people had a lot of faith in love magic like the potion “duba” mixed with tobacco, as well as other witching customs, including the smoking of mixtures of buchu and legs of grasshoppers, the custom of eating the intestines of an animal or carrying it on the body. During the Initiation rituals there is the custom of injecting the initiate with a mixture of sweat and filth from the body of the witchdoctor.  (information found in Khoi Prayers Booklet by Kanaan Ministries)

Some of these ancient rituals and customs are still being practiced today, only today it appears in different and more modernized forms.  I always wondered why it is so easy for our Colored people to go to witches and sangomas.  I never understood that the spiritual foundations that the First Nations established in Cape Town was like a large farm being sowed with evil seed and being ploughed, later to be reaped by an evil generation who has already been prepared to become predisposed to the worship of idolatry.

The LORD gave us the warning that we should not become involved in any occultic practices….

(Deu 18:10)  There shall not be found among you any one that maketh his son or his daughter to pass through the fire, or that useth divination, or an observer of times, or an enchanter, or a witch,

(Deu 18:11)  Or a charmer, or a consulter with familiar spirits, or a wizard, or a necromancer.

(Deu 18:12)  For all that do these things are an abomination unto the LORD: and because of these abominations the LORD thy God doth drive them out from before thee.


Satan knows that “these things are an abomination unto the LORD”.  That is why he is trying his utmost to seduce us into these abominations so that we miss the Glory of GOD and instead populate the Kingdom Of Darkness.  Satan’s end time purpose is to get as many as possible of us on the outside of the City of the New Jerusalem.


(Rev 22:15)  For without are dogs, and sorcerers, and whoremongers, and murderers, and idolaters, and whosoever loveth and maketh a lie.


Satan knows that these cannot enter through the Gates of the City.

The activation of magic and witchcraft and sorcery are about to increase tremendously, because Satan needs a greater harvest of people that will become so familiar and so comfortable with magic.  When the Dragon and the two Beasts  sends forth frogs with deceptions and delusions to the world, the world would already be conditioned to accept satanic miracles.


 (Rev 16:13)  And I saw three unclean spirits like frogs come out of the mouth of the dragon, and out of the mouth of the beast, and out of the mouth of the false prophet.

(Rev 16:14)  For they are the spirits of devils, working miracles, which go forth unto the kings of the earth and of the whole world, to gather them to the battle of that great day of God Almighty.


Satan releases these demonic spirits with legal authority because these kings, Presidents, Prime Ministers, Ministers, Governors, Mayors, politicians, religious leaders and these nations are being prepared and generational iniquity is one avenue that the enemy uses.  Just like our nation, the Khoi Nation, which is the Foundation Nation of South Africa, we are also filled with generational magic, witchcraft and shamanism in our bloodlines.  It is our ancestral iniquities in the bloodlines that give Satan legal ground to oppress us with the practices of magic and witchcraft.


For thousands of years people had been studying, learning and participating in the witchcraft and magic methods of the ancient cultures.  From that time up until today people have learned how to utilize the elements of nature like fire, earth, wind and water to do magic; they have learned how to do root-cutting and to mix different plant species for magic potions. They have learned how to use the body parts and intestines of animals for divination and magic.  People have also learned how to use some of their body parts like hair, fingernails or dry skin to make magic potions.  They also use their body fluids like sweat, urine, semen, saliva and blood.  This is how far we have come in our darkness! 


Psalm 139:13-16 says…

13  For thou hast possessed my reins: thou hast covered me in my mother's womb.

14  I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.

15  My substance was not hid from thee, when I was made in secret, and curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.

16  Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being unperfect; and in thy book all my members were written, which in continuance were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them.


The very body that Yahweh made so fearfully and wonderfully, marvelously made in secret.  From a state of imperfection to perfection with members being fashioned from nothing!  The same body that Yahweh ordained for holiness as the apostle Paul reminds us….


(1Co 6:19)  What? know ye not that your body is the temple of the Holy Ghost which is in you, which ye have of God, and ye are not your own?


Sadly human beings have developed an unholy skill to use substances from the body to establish evil altars.  I want to relate a story about a witch that used blood magic against a friend of mine.

My friend received a request from a friend of his, a Warden at Pollsmoor Prison, to go and see a female prisoner who was in the female section of the Prison at that time.  My friend is a counselor in the ministry of Healing & Deliverance and this woman was believed to be a witch that was sentenced for Murder and Arson.  My friend and the warden visited this woman.  My friend gave Holy Communion to this woman….  he knew that if she was a witch then she would refuse to take Holy Communion otherwise something evil might just manifest.  Well, this woman did share the Holy Sacrament with him, but nothing manifested! After the visit just before they were going to leave, she asked my friend if he could give her a little Coca-Cola, because he had a small bottle of Coca-Cola with him.  The bottle of ‘Coke’ was already half and so he gave it to her and they left.  When they left they went to the Juvenile section and while they were still on the way something happened to my friend….

He felt a dizziness come over him and it felt like the ground was opening up in front of him; fortunately the warden assisted him into an office.


What he found out later was that the witch specifically asked for a little Coca-Cola, because she needed something of him to establish an altar of death against him.  She cut her wrist and then she took the blood of her wound and she mixed it with his saliva that she wiped off from the Coca-Cola bottle to create an altar.  This witch used high level blood magic to cast the spell of death over him!!!  He did not drive home immediately, but he went to the juvenile section per request from the warden and something worse could have happened if that spell was projected while he was driving alone.  He also learned from another source that the reason why nothing happened when she took the Holy Communion is because this particular witch was ranked very high in the occult and she knew how to cover herself!


There are just so many lessons to learn from these stories and every day the Holy Spirit gives us new revelation and a deeper knowledge to deal with deeper things in the natural realm as well as in the supernatural realm.  The mysteries of this world and knowledge of the region of the darkness has become an obsession to many people, and they don’t know that they are eating of the forbidden fruit!  Satan knows in the way that he seduced Eve in the garden that even today the human mind is still very curious and hungry for knowledge of the unknown.


In Genesis Chapter 6 the Bible teaches us of a very unusual occurance that happened on the face of the earth.  It is about Fallen Angels that fornicate with earthly women and these women even gave birth to offspring of these heavenly beings…


(Gen 6:1)  And it came to pass, when men began to multiply on the face of the earth, and daughters were born unto them,

(Gen 6:2)  That the sons of God saw the daughters of men that they were fair; and they took them wives of all which they chose.

(Gen 6:3)  And the LORD said, My spirit shall not always strive with man, for that he also is flesh: yet his days shall be an hundred and twenty years.

(Gen 6:4)  There were giants in the earth in those days; and also after that, when the sons of God came in unto the daughters of men, and they bare children to them, the same became mighty men which were of old, men of renown.


The extra-Biblical book of Enoch gives us a little bit more insight into the union between angels and women and that much more was transferred and imparted to the women during those days.

Enoch: Genesis 4,5; Luke 3: 37; Hebrews 11:5; Jude 14


Look at what the book of Enoch 1 says….



“because they had sworn7 and bound themselves by mutual imprecations upon it. And these are the names of their leaders: Samlazaz, their leader, Araklba, Rameel, Kokablel, Tamlel, Ramlel, Danel, Ezeqeel, Baraqijal,8 Asael, Armaros, Batarel, Ananel, Zaq1el, Samsapeel, Satarel, Turel, Jomjael, Sariel. These are their chiefs of tens.

Chapter 7

1 And all the others together with them took unto themselves wives, and each chose for himself one, and they began to go in unto them and to themselves with them, and they taught them charms2and enchantments, and the cutting of roots, and made them acquainted with plants. And they3 became pregnant, and they bare great giants, whose height was three thousand ells: Who consumed4 all the acquisitions of men. And when men could no longer sustain them, the giants turned against5 them and devoured mankind. And they began to sin against birds, and beasts, and reptiles, and6 fish, and to devour one another's flesh, and drink the blood. Then the earth laid accusation against the lawless ones.

Chapter 8

1 And Azazel taught men to make swords, and knives, and shields, and breastplates, and made known to them the metals of the earth and the art of working them, and bracelets, and ornaments, and the use of antimony, and the beautifying of the eyelids, and all kinds of costly stones, and all 2 colouring tinctures. And there arose much godlessness, and they committed fornication, and they3 were led astray, and became corrupt in all their ways. Semjaza taught enchantments, and root-cuttings, 'Armaros the resolving of enchantments, Baraqijal (taught) astrology, Kokabel the constellations, Ezeqeel the knowledge of the clouds, Araqiel the signs of the earth, Shamsiel the signs of the sun, and Sariel the course of the moon. And as men perished, they cried, and their cry went up to heaven . . .

Enoch informs us that it was the Fallen Angels that initially brought the knowledge of magic, witchcraft, enchantments, astrology and divination etc.  when they came down to earth.  They tried to defile the bloodline of the “Seed” of the Woman with these things and also by corrupting the earth with unholy “mixed seed” as a result of this sexual union between Angelic beings and human beings.  These sins opened up portals in the spiritual realm and even today these portals are being maintained by the continued activities of magic and witchcraft.  The Dragon and his angels were violently expelled from heaven and the Dragon has now come down to earth to make war against the saints (Revelation 12:17)

The Dragon wants the world to worship him (Revelation 13: 4) and therefore satanic practices are being released across the earth so that more people would give worship to the Dragon.  My conclusion is that the magic and witchcraft on the streets of South Africa today plays a much bigger role in the Devil’s end time purposes than what I initially discerned.  Take note that this year, 2012, is actually the Year of the Dragon on the Chinese calendar so please be extra vigilant against new forms of spiritual attacks that might be released against the Church!



Prayers of Renunciation

  1. Father, in the name of Jesus we repent that our forefathers was also involved in the practices of magic, sex magic, blood magic, witchcraft, enchantments, astrology, divination and root-cuttings.  We renounce the influences of these practices in our bloodlines and we ask for Your forgiveness please.
  2. Father, we are redeemed by the blood of Jesus from every curse and we pray that none of these generational curses will come to rest on our Nation.  We stand on the Word that says….(Pro 26:2)As the bird by wandering, as the swallow by flying, so the curse causeless shall not come.
  3. Father, in the name of Jesus, we renounce every curse over our lives, our marriages, our children and family, our ministries, our finances and our gifts.
  4. Father, in the name of Jesus, we repent that as Christians we have also been guilty of charismatic witchcraft or soulical magic sometimes knowingly and sometimes unknowingly.  Please deliver us from these manipulative spirits O Lord.
  5. Father, in the name of Jesus, would You burn with Your Holy Spirit Fire all those talents, skills and knowledge of magic and witchcraft that still cleaves to us.
  6. Father, in the name of Jesus, we repent that we searched for wisdom and power in the Occult and we rejected the wisdom and the power of the Holy Spirit.
  7. Father, in the name of Jesus, we renounce every covenant with magic that our forefathers may entered into in the past.
  8. Father in the name of Jesus, we pray that You will release mighty angels to destroy and silence the voices of every covenant, contract, agreement, vow and promise of magic and witchcraft that we or our ancestors established in the past.
  9. Father, in the name of Jesus, reveal unto us unsearchable things and heavenly wisdom so that we can deal appropriately and powerfully with these strongholds.
  10. Father, in the name of Jesus, we need the Living Water of Your Word to wash the streets of Cape Town clean from all forms of magic, sex magic, blood magic, witchcraft, enchantments, astrology, divination and root-cuttings.



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