Shrunken Heads of “Gumbas” – releasing prayer
Author: Małgorzata Krata
I described a basic set of entanglements of the so-called “Gumbas.” To better understand what this text is about, it is recommended to first read the article explaining why many people have shrunken heads in the astral. This will also help to understand unexplained headaches, which are a real modern plague Link. Apap, Prozac—even in turbo versions—only deepen the entanglement and unconsciousness.

Together with my Soul, I have already surrendered to God all those people, those Souls, deities, gurus, and once-beloved beings who convinced me that I would be appreciated, respected, and loved when my head became smaller.
I have already given to You, God, all those who promoted that having a small head would make it easier for me and my Soul to endure the effects of karma, or even to forget it.
Together with my Soul, I have already surrendered to God all those who promoted that beings with too large a head, with a properly sized brain, provoke dislike, disgust, insults, mockery, and ridicule.
I have already surrendered to God all those ideas, thought-forms, beings, devotees, admirers, codes, and burdens that I once fed with the energy of my head, causing my own head to inevitably shrink.
Together with my Soul, I have already surrendered to God all those who, for any reason, organize hunts and roundups for beings with large or normal heads as created by God.
Together with my Soul, I have already surrendered to God all those who ensured my head would be reduced and who controlled that my head remained as small as possible, all controllers and researchers who check, supervise, and verify the size of my head.
Together with my Soul, I have already surrendered to God all networks, cords, chains, foreign energies, codings, hypnotic influences, burdens, and all beings that once enslaved my head, my brain, and my mind.
Together with my Soul, I have already surrendered to God all those who promoted that beings with large heads and normal brains are objects of study, abductions by extraterrestrials, or targets of “verifiers’” revenge.
I have already surrendered to God all those who convinced me that in order to survive, to avoid doom, the gaze of verifiers, or divine expectations, I must reduce my own head.
I have already returned freedom to all those beings who convinced me and my Soul that currently there is a fashion for having the smallest possible—even tiny and empty—heads.
I have already surrendered to God all those who reduced my head so that in times of brothels I would spread my legs wider and allow more people access to my body.
Together with my Soul, I have already surrendered to God, the Giver of Life, all those who reduced my head so that in times of war I could serve a greater number of soldiers craving sex.
I have already surrendered to God all those who promoted that with a large head, with a normal-sized brain, it would be harder to run across the battlefield.
I have already returned freedom to all those who promoted that too large a head, that a normal-sized brain, is an unnecessary burden and weight I would have to carry.
I have already surrendered to God all those who promoted that with a reduced head I would be lighter, more agile, more cunning on battlefields and in everyday life.
I have already surrendered to God all those who reduced my head so that it would be easier for me to bow my small, empty head before deities, kings, commanders, statues, or images.
Together with my Soul, I have already surrendered to God, the Giver of Life, all those who promoted the reduction of my head in order to evoke divine pity, tenderness, and care toward me as someone impaired.
I have already surrendered to God all those who encouraged reducing my head in order to limit the space for accumulated knowledge, stored memory of past actions, and karmic problems of mine and my Soul.
I have already surrendered to the God of my heart all creators, promoters, and owners of techniques and methods for shrinking the head.
Together with my Soul, I have already surrendered to God, the Giver of Life, all those ideas, beings, drugs, and alcohol that washed out and destroyed my brain cells, turning my brain into something like a cauliflower and giving me the label of a fool.
I have already surrendered to God all those who reduced my head so that I would more willingly take vows, fulfill missions, and train in trances of suffering, poverty, and limitations.
I have already surrendered to You, God, all those who reduced my head so that I would not stand out in size and proportions from the rest of society.
Together with my Soul, I have already surrendered to God, the Giver of Life, all those who compensated for my reduced head by offering me a large sword, a rifle, or an astral phallus.
I have already surrendered to God all those who convinced me that a head that is too large would not fit into a helmet or a crown, which are made in standardized small sizes.
I have already surrendered to You, God, all those who convinced me that the size of the head is inversely proportional to the number of gained devotees, admirers of divine mothers, saints, deities, or leaders.
I have already surrendered to God all my own and my Soul’s trances, missions, delusions, pressures, and beings for which I desired to have a reduced head.
Opublikowano: 25/03/2026
Autor: Sławomir Majda
Kateogrie: Suffering of Body and Soul - Transfigurers of Suffering. Liberating Prayers.


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