The True Story of a Ruthless Russian Mob Boss' Dramatic Redemption

Rami Samuel Kivisalo nicknamed Rasmus (b. 30.08.1974 Lapua, Finland) Rami Kivisalo is a former gangster and professional criminal who is known to have had relationships with the executives of the russian mafia. He openly confesses that he has been deep in the mafia circles. Rami Kivisalo has however never revealed to the public more detailed information concerning his contacts with mafia or international criminal organisations. He has refused to reveal any of those persons he had to do with while being a professional criminal.

My life story of abuse

The evil fortuneteller’s voice rang out, slicing me like a knife, cutting deep into my soul. "GIVE HER TO ME…IF SHE WAS ON MY SIDE, AND WORK WITH ME, WE CAN HAVE STRONGER POWER AND WORK MUCH EVIL AGAINST PEOPLE, WORKING CURSES.” He was looking at me with his dark, beady little eyes as if they were piercing right through me. I pulled back and held onto my mother’s hand tightly. I cried out, “No!” with a loud voice. My mother just stood there, saying nothing in my defense. The silence was loud. Why wasn’t my mother protecting me?

I meet my greatest of enemies

In September ,31, 04, I meet my greatest of enemies. Matter of fact someone you almost killed me. Instead of idolizing my hatred I feel for the pain she scared on my life I just wanted to say I forgive you from the bottom of my heart to the deepest depths of my soul. If Cain were here tonight I would give her a hug and tell her how much God has done for me and how much Jesus Christ loves me. And no matter how much pain you put me through it won’t compare to the pain Jesus faced. Cain I want you to see the beauty of heaven which I have seen.

Revelations from God

Life they say is very complex and like most humans, I have had my share of complexities and difficulties in life. As long as I could remember, I have always wanted answerers to many questions. For example, where do we go when we die? Is there really life after death? Why do some in life seem to have it all and some merely get by. Why is there so much sorrow in the world? Is there really a God and if so where is he, who is he and who am I to him. I was born into a Christian family but I am what you will call a mere churchgoer.

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