I was in a room, listening to Art Katz, a prophet and mentor. The room filled up with light, and when I opened my mouth, a thick black cloud that smelled of a thousand cigarette butts poured out. In another room, my sister, affected by God's presence, manifested a demonic spirit. Over the next couple of months, I poured over a laptop the revelation that was given. The omnipresence of God was born, and I had to study the process of how a star is formed...