Exorcising the Republic ~ When Darkness Walks in Light by Jeff Callaway

 

Exorcising the Republic ~ When Darkness Walks in Light

by 

Jeff Callaway

Texas Outlaw Poet

The Stench of Hell Rising

This world reeks of sulfur, and I will not sit silent while the stench of Hell seeps through every crack in our society. I write in rage, in rebuke, in the name of Jesus Christ—the only name that makes the devils tremble—and I call out this generation for what it has become. Don’t lie to yourself and pretend this evil just showed up in your newsfeed last night. No, the serpent has always been coiled beneath the floorboards, slithering under our beds, whispering his poison lullabies while we slept through the 80s and 90s thinking life was still pure, still new, still shimmering with good. We thought the darkness hadn’t touched us yet, but Satan had already marked his territory, already sunk his fangs deep into culture, already fattened his empire on the blindness of men. The truth is the shadows we ignored as children have now taken the stage, dressed in daylight, preaching lies at the top of their lungs, strutting proudly where once they crawled in shame. These demons don’t hide anymore—they boast. They scream their ugliness into the sky, mocking heaven, daring God Himself to strike them down. And through every unawakened soul they march, laughing, feeding, multiplying. But I see them, and I will drag their filth into the light. And I rebuke them—all of them—in the name above every name: Jesus Christ, the true and only King.

And if you doubt the sulfur, look around—Hell has fingerprints on everything. The devils don’t just haunt nightmares anymore; they sign paychecks, run boardrooms, sell headlines, and poison classrooms. Their corruption isn’t hidden—it’s institutionalized, corporatized, televised, and streamed straight into the veins of society. What once slithered in whispers now shouts in surround sound, wrapping its tentacles around every heart that isn’t anchored in Christ. So let’s rip back the veil and call these spirits by name—greed, pride, lust, deception, violence—every foul thing that parades through this age pretending to be normal. Let’s drag them into the light one by one.

Ten Plagues of the Modern Age

1. Greed and Corporate Corruption

The gods of Wall Street bow to no altar but Mammon, and their priests wear thousand-dollar suits stained with the blood of the working class. These mega-corporations devour the poor, wringing sweat from their backs for crumbs, while stacking towers of gold so high they block out the sun. They bend lawmakers with bribes, twist policies into chains, and write legislation in backrooms where the people’s voice is locked outside in the cold. They strip the land bare, poison the air, sell false dreams through predatory loans, and then dare to call it “opportunity.” This is not commerce—it is cannibalism, a feast of greed where the rich gorge themselves on the bones of the forgotten.

2. Media Manipulation

The media has become the Devil’s pulpit, spewing lies dressed as truth and truth smeared as lies. Every headline is a weapon, every story a carefully crafted snare designed to keep the masses distracted and divided. Fake news is not just misinformation—it’s sorcery, a spell meant to blind eyes and harden hearts. They glorify sin and demonize virtue, dragging saints through the mud while crowning perverts as heroes. They cancel the righteous, crucify the honest, and sanctify the corrupt, turning morality upside down until the people cheer for their own destruction. This is not journalism—it is witchcraft with a teleprompter.

3. Sexual Perversion and Exploitation

The porn industry is a temple of lust where innocence is sacrificed daily, and the world bows at its altar with bloodshot eyes and calloused hearts. What once hid in shame now struts across billboards and school curriculums, grooming children with hypersexualized idols and perverted “entertainment.” They dress sin in glitter and call it liberation, but behind the curtains are chains, broken souls, trafficked bodies, and devoured innocence. Pornography is the modern plague, sex trafficking the underground river of blood, and the Devil laughs as generations are shackled by desire, blinded to the sanctity of real love.

4. Abortion and Devaluation of Life

The greatest lie Satan ever sold is that murder could be called “choice.” The abortion industry is a slaughterhouse, its floors soaked with the blood of the innocent, its profits piled high on the corpses of children who never saw the light of day. Politicians smile and call it “healthcare,” activists cheer and call it “freedom,” but what it really is—is child sacrifice, the worship of convenience over creation. The womb, designed by God as sanctuary, has become a battlefield. And America applauds its own genocide while Heaven weeps.

5. Pride and Self-Idolatry

We live in the age of the mirror, where people worship their own reflection and call it enlightenment. Pride parades itself through every screen, every platform, screaming “look at me” while starving for validation. Virtue is no longer practiced—it’s posted, hashtagged, and monetized, a cheap counterfeit of the real thing. Pride is Lucifer’s perfume, the stench of his rebellion, and now the world wears it like cologne. Self-idolatry has replaced worship of God, and we bow before the altar of the selfie while our souls rot in the shadows.

6. Division and Hatred

The Devil has mastered the art of division, slicing nations into tribes and neighbors into enemies. Every headline drips with venom designed to pit black against white, left against right, poor against rich, until we no longer see human beings—only labels, enemies, targets. Hatred has become a currency, and fear is its exchange rate. Instead of unity, we are spoon-fed rage; instead of love, we are sold suspicion. And the whole nation dances like puppets while Satan pulls the strings, laughing as we burn bridges that once held us together.

7. Spiritual Deception

The age of deception is here, and false prophets multiply like weeds in the dark. New Age gurus promise “enlightenment,” tarot readers sell empty hope, witches hex online like it’s a party trick, and the world drinks it up like poisoned wine. Relativism reigns—there is no truth, they say, only “your truth” and “my truth” as if Heaven bends to personal preference. But this is not spirituality—it is sorcery in a polished package, rebellion against the God who is Truth Himself. These deceivers build kingdoms of smoke, and multitudes wander blindly into their flames.

8. Legal and Educational Corruption

The law was once meant to protect, but now it is a whip in the hand of the wicked. Judges bend the scales of justice, lawmakers twist morality into vice and vice into virtue, and children are indoctrinated by schools that teach lies as if they were commandments. They tell boys they can be girls, teach children to despise their faith, erase history, and poison the young with doctrines straight from Hell. The classroom has become a battlefield, the courtrooms a marketplace of power, and truth is the first casualty.

9. Addiction and Escapism

The modern world is a drug, and Satan is the dealer. Pills, powder, liquor, pixels—it doesn’t matter the substance as long as the soul is sedated. People are chained to their phones, drowning in dopamine hits, their brains rewired to crave the next scroll, the next click, the next high. Gaming traps them in fantasy, drugs numb them to reality, and alcohol drowns what’s left of their conscience. Addiction is not freedom—it is slavery with a shiny label. And while the masses are high, drunk, or scrolling, the Devil tightens the chains around their necks.

10. Violence and Bloodlust Glorification

Our culture drinks violence like water, feasting on mass shootings, blood-drenched movies, and games that reward cruelty. Children grow up with their hands on triggers—virtual or real—and hearts numb to the sight of death. The entertainment industry baptizes us in gore until we clap for carnage and cheer for chaos. Every headline screams another massacre, and the people scroll past with dead eyes, conditioned to accept it as normal. This is not freedom of expression—it is the worship of blood. The Devil has turned us into spectators at the Colosseum, hungry for death, blind to the value of life.

The Devil’s Substitutes

So what is one to do, standing in the middle of this collapse, choking on the sulfur smoke of a dying world? We search for exits, for fixes, for salvation in a bottle or a mantra, hoping the right words or the right diet or the right guru can patch the hole in the soul. We line up for self-help like it’s a pharmacy—ten steps to inner peace, twelve rules for life, five hacks to manifest abundance. We meditate, chant, burn incense, swallow the silence, and convince ourselves we are gods of our own little universes. We run to Buddhism, dabble in Hindu chants, flirt with witchcraft, pray to the universe like it’s listening, and tell ourselves this is enlightenment. But the deeper we go, the more hollow it rings, because every so-called cure is just another mask the Devil wears, another detour away from the living water.

The crystals sparkle, the tarot cards flip, the energy shifts, the vibrations rise—yet still the heart is empty, still the nights are long, still the darkness presses in when the lights go out. All these “answers” are counterfeits, tricks of the adversary who doesn’t care what you worship as long as it isn’t the Truth. He will give you any path, any ritual, any philosophy, as long as it keeps you from kneeling at the foot of the cross. He will sell you mysticism wrapped in glitter, “spiritual awakenings” wrapped in hashtags, but he will never tell you that real freedom was nailed to a tree two thousand years ago.

And meanwhile, the world system he puppeteers laughs at the very thought of Jesus. The name that makes demons tremble has become a punchline in the culture He died to save. To say you believe in Christ is “corny,” unsophisticated, a relic for the weak and uneducated. In parts of the world it is more than corny—it is criminal, punishable by exile, prison, even death. The Devil has done his job well; he has turned the boldest truth into a shameful whisper, and many hide their faith out of fear of mockery or worse. But the question still hangs in the air like smoke: if none of these counterfeits satisfy, if the world laughs at the only cure—then where can a soul go for cleansing?

The Answer Beneath Every Question

I know what you’ve been chasing. I know what you’ve been desperate for. You’ve tried to kill the habits, bury the shame, outrun the memories, but it all keeps crawling back, doesn’t it? You’ve tried self-control, tried therapy, tried positive thinking, tried every trick in the book—and still that gnawing emptiness lingers, still that shadow follows you home. But listen—there is something, something real, something that doesn’t just polish the outside while you’re rotting on the inside. There’s a power that can reach into the core of you, tear out the sickness at the root, and plant something new, something alive, something eternal. Not a self-help formula. Not another guru. Not another trend that’ll fade when the next one comes along. I’m talking about the one thing strong enough to rebuild a human soul from the ground up.

And here’s the wild part: it doesn’t just patch the cracks—it remakes the whole foundation. It doesn’t just help you cope—it sets you free. It doesn’t just tell you who you are—it shows you who you were meant to be since before time began. It can silence the voices you’ve been chained to, break the addictions you thought would own you forever, and strip the guilt you’ve carried so long it’s grown into your skin. It can make you new—truly, completely, forever new. That thing you always hoped you could become? It’s not just possible—it’s waiting. And I know the source.

The Last Place You’d Ever Look

You want the answer? It’s the last place you thought to look. It’s Jesus. Not the Sunday-school cliché you ran from, not the dusty Bible verse you half-remember, not the hollow religion that failed you, but the living Son of God who walked straight into this cursed world and bore its poison on His back. The Gospel is not some self-help trick, it’s not about making “better choices” or polishing your image—it’s the news that the God who made you stepped into flesh, lived the life you could never live, died the death you deserved, and then shattered the grave to break sin’s chains forever. That’s it. That’s the center of everything.

He didn’t come for the polished, the powerful, the people pretending they had it all together. He came for the sick, the lost, the dirty, the desperate. He came for me, a kid who grew up in the pews, who got baptized and thought he was safe, but who got seduced by the world’s song, drowned himself in sex, drugs, prison, violence, even the counterfeit light of Satan himself—only to wake up in the pit with nothing left but shame. I ran from Him, just like you probably have. I tried every empty well until the water turned to dust in my mouth. But at my lowest, when death felt like the only door left to open, Mary came to me with grace, and she led me to the One I had mocked, the One I had abandoned—Jesus. And He didn’t shame me, didn’t crush me—He forgave me. He washed away the filth I carried, He tore the chains off my hands, He gave me a new heart, a new name, a new life. I am not who I was. The old me is dead. And it’s not because I cleaned myself up or found a new philosophy—it’s because Jesus Christ is alive, and He is the only way. The only way out of this madness, the only way to freedom, the only way to life.

The Lord Commands: Depart

10. Violence and Bloodlust Glorification

And Jesus lifted His hand, and the roar of swords and screams fell silent at His command: “Depart, spirits of death and bloodlust! The Lord is slow to anger but great in power; He will not leave the guilty unpunished” (Nahum 1:3). The halls where cruelty had danced, the screens awash in carnage, the darkened corners where children had learned to feast on violence—all trembled beneath His gaze. Mary’s mantle, soft as twilight yet firm as judgment, swept over the cities, bringing a stillness that tasted of mercy. For a heartbeat, the earth exhaled, and life—fragile, trembling, unbroken—remembered its sacredness (Psalm 34:14).

9. Addiction and Escapism

Into the smoke-filled rooms, the glow of endless screens, the clatter of empty bottles, Jesus stepped, His voice like thunder and rain: “Come out, chains of false pleasure and numbing, you hold no sway here! Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind” (Rom 12:2). The chains that had bound hearts to pills, powders, pixels, and illusions shattered like brittle glass. Mary’s whisper touched the desolate, guiding the lost to their own reflections, now unblurred. Freedom, raw and unearned, flowed into minds dulled by endless distraction (John 8:36).

8. Legal and Educational Corruption

From the chambers of power and classrooms of deceit, Jesus proclaimed: “Depart, spirits of lies and twisted law! The righteous are bold as a lion, but the wicked flee when no one pursues” (Prov 28:1). Where justice had been perverted and wisdom perished, His voice straightened crooked halls and overturned deceit. Mary’s presence, like dawn breaking through long night, lit the eyes of teachers, judges, and students alike. Poisoned lessons faltered; truth, as it was meant to be, breathed again (Isaiah 1:17).

7. Spiritual Deception

False prophets, occult charlatans, New Age deceivers, trembled before Him: “Depart, spirits of delusion and false light! For the Lord is not the author of confusion, but of peace” (1 Cor 14:33). Tarot, crystals, empty rituals—they bowed and dissolved into dust. Mary’s gentle gaze poured clarity into wandering souls, and in the hush that followed, the world felt the first stirring of unadulterated truth (John 14:6).

6. Division and Hatred

Between shouting crowds and burning banners, Jesus walked, His voice a blade of peace: “Depart, spirits of division and wrath! Love your neighbor as yourself” (Matt 22:39). The walls built by anger crumbled, the fires of suspicion cooled, and even for a fleeting moment, hearts beat in rhythm rather than rage. Mary’s hands pressed upon families, neighbors, nations, weaving threads of reconciliation where venom had ruled. For the first time in a generation, the call to love whispered louder than the roar of enmity (Col 3:14).

5. Pride and Self-Idolatry

The arrogant faltered, the vain shuddered, as Jesus spoke: “Depart, spirits of pride and self-idolatry! God opposes the proud but gives grace to the humble” (James 4:6). Mirrors fractured, illusions scattered, and the soul remembered its Maker. Mary pressed her hand gently on the hearts of the haughty, whispering, “You were created for humility, for service, for love” (Phil 2:3-4). The veil lifted, and light touched the shadowed places where arrogance had nested, leaving space for grace to dwell.

4. Abortion and Devaluation of Life

Jesus knelt beside the silent, the unseen, and His voice tore through the darkness: “Depart, spirits of death and despair! Before I formed you in the womb I knew you” (Jer 1:5). The lies, the knives, the rationalizations—they shrank beneath His authority. Mary cradled what the world had denied, the children who had never breathed, her tears mingling with hope on the earth. Life surged, fragile and bright, as the sanctity of creation whispered its eternal truth (Psalm 139:13-16).

3. Sexual Perversion and Exploitation

Into the shadows of lust, into the corridors of corruption, Jesus strode and commanded: “Depart, spirits of sexual corruption and exploitation! Flee sexual immorality. Every sin that a person does is outside the body; but the sexually immoral sins against their own body” (1 Cor 6:18). Pornography, trafficking, seduction of innocence—they recoiled. Mary’s arms wrapped around the wounded, the exploited, the deceived, lifting them into the sanctuary of dignity. Desire was purified, innocence restored, and the darkness that had masqueraded as freedom scattered before the radiance of their combined presence.

2. Media Manipulation

The networks, the feeds, the lies spun into the air, quivered at His word: “Depart, spirits of deception and false glory! Let what is true be spoken, and what is false be cast down” (Eph 4:25). Fake news, propaganda, cancel culture, the celebration of sin, the vilification of virtue—they faltered and dissolved. Mary stood with Him, her hands pressing clarity into the hearts of the misled, and the noise that had blinded millions grew silent. Truth blazed forth, pure and unyielding, illuminating the hidden corners of the world (John 8:32).

1. Greed and Corporate Corruption

Finally, He turned His gaze to towers of gold, vaults overflowing with stolen wealth, and His voice thundered: “Depart, spirits of greed and exploitation! You cannot serve God and money” (Matt 6:24). The hoarding, the twisting of laws, the crushing of the poor—they evaporated beneath His command. Mary’s presence caressed the laborers, the forgotten, the oppressed, breathing justice and mercy into their lungs. And in that moment, for the first time in centuries, the Kingdom of God began to reclaim the earth, one broken place at a time (Micah 6:8).

Offertory Call: Bow and Be Healed

And now, hear me, all who are weary, all who are broken, all who have chased empty wells and tasted dust for far too long: bow your knees. Fall on your face. Let the tears come, unashamed, and come to Him—the One who loves you with a love so fierce it tore the veil of heaven to meet you where you are. He died for you. He bled for you. He bore your shame, your guilt, your sin, your every stumble, every runaway step into darkness—and He calls you now. Not tomorrow, not when you feel ready, not after one more failure—now.

Our lives are but a whisper, a fleeting breath, dust scattering on the wind. There is no promise of tomorrow, no guarantee of another heartbeat, another sunrise, another chance to finally get it right.

Bow. Cry. Surrender. And in that surrender, know that healing flows, not because you deserve it, not because you’ve earned it, but because He loves you. The very God who set the stars in the sky has bent to meet you in your dust, has bent to wash away the stains of your past, has bent to raise you to newness of life. Do not wait another heartbeat. Let today be the day your soul remembers what it was made for. Let today be the day your heart rises in Him, cleansed, made whole, made free.

“The chains are shattered, the darkness flees, the Kingdom is here—fall on your knees and rise in Him.”

~ Jeff Callaway

Texas Outlaw Poet

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