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A couple of months ago, my beautiful New Ager / Paranormal Investigator girlfriend dragged me out of town to a paranormal convention. At one of the booths we stopped to chat with Joe Franke, a longtime protege of Ed and Lorraine Warren (of The Conjuring and Amityville Horror fame), and owner of The Warren Society for Paranormal Research.
Franke has spent decades working alongside the Warrens, learning their methods of demonology and paranormal investigation. As part of his ongoing work with the Warren Society, documenting cases and training new investigators in the Warren tradition. Franke is known for taking a deeply Catholic approach to paranormal investigation, emphasizing the spiritual warfare aspect of dealing with demonic entities.
I mentioned offhand to him that paranormal investigators have a significant uptick in probability for developing cancer over the general population. To which he agreed. Dude looks... rough for his age.
From what gather from what he said in our chat, and in his presentation, he works closely with ordained Catholic priest , whose name I do not recall, and who serves as the Society's religious consultant and performs blessings, exorcisms, and consecrations of protective items. The priest travels with Franke to various cases, providing sacramental support and spiritual protection for the investigation teams.
We chatted a bit more about paranormal events and in a pause as he attended to others attendees at the booth. I noticed on his table he was selling Roman Catholic Saint Michael crucifixes and holy water and other items. When I looked down at these rosaries and crucifixes for a moment, they all looked like radiant many-balded diamond daggers, spiky , pokey and hot. That overlay into my vision lasted or about 10 seconds, then they faded back to normal.
I was like, "Welp, cool if you need it, but I am NOT getting one of those."
In my view, they had obviously manifested Saint Michael in one of his most aggressive manifestations into their crucifixes. In Vodou San Michel is a very left-hand saint. At that moment, a woman to my right looked up with a start. He said she tried to touch one of the bottles of holy water and was given something like an electric shock.
I was like, "Cool, but nah. Too aggro for me."