Some things just happen. Things, that make certain people claim that there is no such thing as co-incidence. And even though I don't agree fully with that statement (I would never be able to play a game that way), I know myself to be guided by Jah and this means that things happen that challenge all laws of co-incidence.

No, it doesn't mean that I'm always consciously aware, when I'm being guided. I wasn't aware of it, when I was looking for material on the Nephilim and UFO's. Especially the second part is a thing where the Dubroom has thus far not published that much about. In fact, I was just "gathering information" and that means -among many other things- I am listening to radio shows that I never write about. 

In the same time, I am gathering information on Zionism, Anti-Semitism, the various forms of what is usually called "Judaism" these kind of things. This is a thing where I truly am struggling with as I'm trying to make sense out of everything and it seems like the only sources are either anti-Semitic or some kind of opposite of it.

And so, I wasn't aware of what I was about to get into, when I clicked on an interview with one Stephen Yulish about Azazel, a fallen angel who is often linked to the "days of Noah". It was an interview on the very interesting "Channel Z", hosted by Zeph Daniel.

The interview was even more than interesting. Not just, because Stephen Yulish is actually a very credible person who has in-depth knowledge about the occult as he has been involved in it for decades. Not just, because of what he had to say about Azazel.

Stephen Yulish is also of Jewish blood and has studied the Kaballah as well as other forms of Jewish Mysticism. Even practiced it, and has been in contact with well known Kabalistic people. And so, he knows where he talks about when he speaks out on Kaballah. 

And he does!

Ever since he had a vision of the Jewish Messiah Jesus Christ (Yeshua) in 1989, he no longer supports any of that. Stephen Yulish now says: "I'm just a Jewish guy who loves Jesus". But still, he's an expert on many aspects of the occult, from Kaballah to UFO's.

Needless to say, I was intrigued by the interview. This in itself could have been a reason for me to write to either Stephen Yulish or Zeph Daniel, but I didn't. 

In fact, I didn't even have the time to think about it!

Within hours after listening to the interview, I opened up my email program to check out if there was some sense between the senseless spam.

And there it was: an email by one Dr. Stephen Yulish, writing the Dubroom because of our request for writers. Who knew that I was listening to his interview, who knew I was gathering information to put online about UFO's?

Or should I say: Who with a big W?

This was no co-incidence, that's for sure. Not only was I -anonymously- listening to an archived radio show I never talked about, the person who was interviewed there e-mailed me to write about a topic I had not really been publishing about still.

That's too much co-incidence!

I couldn't even think of it myself, and I don't blame you if your eye browses have now reached the ceiling. 

But it's a true story, still.

A story that I am, happy to share with you as an introduction to Stephen Yulish, a truly interesting man with a lot to say about everything related to the paranormal and his life with Yeshua the Messiah. 

A story that completely fits with the topics he writes about, and a story that completely fits with the brother's own story as well.

Supernatural events have been surrounding him for years, as we can read in his own testimony. A testimony I would like to quote in it's entirety to complete this introduction, as I would never be able to write it in the same vibe as Stephen can.

I was a Professor at the age of 28. I had the world by the tail, at least that I thought that I did. I published a book and numerous academic papers. I gave papers at National Conferences. I shared the stage with Stephen Jay Gould. I wrote a novel, "The Other World" which was a modern day fable of the demon goddess, Lilith - which bounced around New York for years. I even did a reading of it in a loft in Greenwich Village. I knew that Stephen Spielberg's mother had been a member of Beth Joseph Congregation in Phoenix and sent her a letter to please tell her son about my book as it would make a good screenplay for him. She refused. I sent it to Spielberg, anyway, to Amblin Entertainment c/o Paramount Pictures. They sent it back unopened.

This book was the most New Age, demonic book that you could imagine. I glorified evil and Satan. I blurred the distinctions between good and evil, reality and dream and even male and female. I quoted from the lost gospels found at Nag Hammadi, and even gave it to my future wife Paula to read when we first met in 1987. This sweet Christian lady read a chapter and handed it back, appalled!

Eventually, I found myself working for a Christian telemarketing firm selling precious metals to Christian listeners of a radio program. Me, a Professor, a leader in the Phoenix Jewish community working for Christians! My life had been turned upside down by the trauma of loss of job in the Jewish community, divorce; my children had moved to Charleston, SC; my father had died, and my health had begun to falter. I went into Barrows Neurological Center in Phoenix and they found extensive brain lesions via an MRI and other tests (diagnosis Multiple Sclerosis; prognosis: wheelchair?). All of this, and I was now working for Christians to boot!

The staff (Paula) prayed for me, my clients prayed for me. (How nice....) When my co-workers tried to preach to me, I slammed them. After all, I had not only been a Director of the Jewish National Fund, but I was also a part of the Community Relations Council in the Jewish community which investigated missionaries. I had lectured at the University of Arizona on anti semitism and the Holocaust. Who did these people think that they were?

I acted like Shaul (Paul) to them. I flogged them with my tongue, a frequent Jewish tactic. We fight with our tongues, not our fists. One fellow said that he was so frustrated with me that he felt like throwing me over the balcony. I replied, "Oh that's Christian!" They waved the Bible in my face. "Read Isaiah 53"; "read Psalm 22". Shaking my fist, I replied, "Read this!"

One day I went to Philip's house for dinner while my new girlfriend, a Jewish New Ager, was at work. After dinner, we all stood in a circle holding hands. He had fed me dinner so I decided to humor him (actually his love was tugging at my heart). We prayed - at least they prayed. I closed my eyes and saw an image darting across the plane of my vision. I blinked. It came back. When we were finished, Philip asked me what I had seen. I said, "Nothing". How did he know? He must have opened his eyes and seen me grimacing. He said again, "What did you see, Jewboy?" Finally I answered that it was stupid, "forget it".

Well, Philip kept insisting and finally I told them. I saw a man in a suit of armor waving his sword at a being in a monk's robe with no face. Philip's mouth fell open. He ran and got his Bible and showed me Ephesians 6:12f. I did not know what he was talking about. I did not know the Bible. Things like that began to happen as the Holy Spirit was showing me the word visually.

Shortly after that, I was sitting at my desk at the office. We all had cubicles. I was trying to close a large deal when an image appeared in front of me. I looked around to see if anyone else saw it. Nobody! It was Jesus on the cross. His head was down. It was night, or the sky was dark, and there was lightning all over the sky. Quite a sight for a nice Jewish, New Age, College Professor, Pharisee-type person! I was dumfounded. I told no one.

The next day, I saw another vision. This time Jesus was on the cross, but it was daylight. He lifted up His head and light poured from His eyes. He broke the fetters and got off of the Cross, then proceeded to walk all over the earth with the light still pouring from His eyes. Remember that I did know the Bible at that time especially the New Testament, i.e. "Jesus is the light of the world"!

I had told Philip that I would not believe unless I saw the burning bush for myself. Scripture says that Jews seek signs. Well, God was showing me! That night I had a dream that I had to die (be crucified) in order for all my friends to live. I anticipated the flogging on my back and the nails though my hands. It was a powerful experience which cannot truly be put into words. I knew instantly what Jesus had done for me. I awoke looking at my hands (Galatians 6:17).

The next day I said the sinners prayer and accepted Jesus into my life. My sister said that they had "got me". Praise God. That was on October 3, 1988. Paula and I married on March 30, 1990. I had to leave the company in April of 1991. My health had been to hamper me, but do not pity me. God all along had a plan for my life. Do I miss my former accolades and achievements? No! As Paul said, I count them as rubbish in order that I may gain Christ (Philippians 3:8).

Now, I feel stronger and healthier than ever. I spend every day serving the Lord because He was there for me. He never failed me nor forsook me. He is my rock and my comforter and supplies me with all my needs. When I am weak physically as Paul said, then I am strong spiritually. His grace is sufficient for me. And I am still not in the "Chair"! Praise His Holy Name forever and ever!

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