I am Branca Paymon, or if you prefer White Queen as you please, name given in both cases by God and King Paimon, and I am creating this post to clarify my participation in this prestigious forum, because I want to share here my learning from 49 years of daily living with Deus Paimon, I can say that he created me.
I died. You are reading words from someone who at the age of seven was clinically reported dead and I came back. He God Paimon did not give me the right to leave. I complain about it to this day. So with that acidic humor he’s got, he says, “Honey don’t bother me with this, are you mine and are you ready to settle for it, or do you think I’d let you get away with it?”
He taught me about life and death, about Truth behind truth, taught me to be one between two worlds, with a damn fate, but I found happiness in hell as they say, he gave me the tarot science, and I know when a person is going to die and he always tells me that and confirms it.
I am made in candomble Jeje - nago, where God Paimon is in fact the orisha Oxossi Inle. I’m made for him. I’m made in the swamp catimbó for him.
Anyone who wants to know these things talk to me I am happy to help and inform.
Big hug to all.