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For a long while I was plagued by this evil that I was very unequipped to deal with. I would lay awake at night praying to be released from this body as I did not want for them to be harmed in this current I was trapped in. My birthday to mark my 13th year fell on Easter Sunday. Though I had not been big on the whole birthday thing this was a bit troubling because of the holiday and I knew I would not be having the traditional birthday of cake and a present. On this day it would be church and bright colored eggs in which I would be required to entertain the younger kids and pretend to care about Easter. Bo seeing how I was not in the spirit of the holiday took my mother aside to tell her that my actions had made her suspect that I was indeed possessed by a demon and they should keep an eye on me. The following weekend I had asked to stay with a friend which I was allowed. I felt safe there in my friends home safer than I had felt in a long time. That evening after everyone else was asleep my friends dad I will call him mike struck up a conversation with me. He told me that he saw how I acted around my family and Rob and Bo. Said he wanted to know if everything was ok and if I was in danger (being abused). I should have known better than to say anything yet I felt safe and things just came spilling out. I told him that my brother had been sexually abusing me since I was 6 and how he would beat on me if he got in trouble. I also told him about how I felt around Rob and Bo. I left out some details as to not sound completely crazy. I cried myself to sleep that night hoping that confessing would bring me some peace. The following week went by without any issue until Friday night. My parents would have Rob and Bo over for family counseling as my parents had been fighting a lot in which most of their fights were about my brother and his behavior. While things started off good Bo turned to me and told me to go stand in the middle of the room. She told my parents that I had accused my brother of something to someone and wanted me to do it right there in front of them all. I was frozen in place and could not speak. Bo told me to speak up and tell them what I said. Still no words left my mouth and tears chocked me. Bo yelled at me to look my brother in the face and accuse him of what he did. Tell them all right here and now. I broke down and started to sob pulling my shirt up over my face. Bo calmly told my parents "this is why your family is in turmoil and you have to get rid of her or she will destroy this family". Then told me to leave because she didn't want to see me the rest of the night. I had gone to bed completely frightened that this woman would have me loose my family. I was afraid yet held on hope that my parents would see through it all and save me. About a month later my dad had broken my mirror and was attacked by the demon in it. Though I had thought that he would still save me, the incident actually caused my parents to decide to send me to live with Rob and Bo because they did not feel they could help me with the things I was facing.
At the age of 3 I knew I was in for a ride in this life. My mother would often comment that I was her little adult though I was very careful to not reveal too much as I was sure it would not have been taken so well. I kept my mouth shut and did as I was told as I never felt like I ever had a free will of my own, drifting along where ever others felt I should go.The summer of my 12th year had its ups and downs as I went along with Rob and Bo on various home cleansing's and the occasional exorcism. I always felt that there was something very wrong with it. Every twist and turn came with more anger and pushing to do better from those two. Around Christmas time though I was more or less broken down enough that I would go through the motions of everything expected of me. My family were invited to go to the coast with Rob and Bo's family for a weekend vacation. They rented a home that was on a lake near the beach. I had done my best to stay out of sight and do all I could no matter how cold it was to be outside away from everyone. On the last night we spent in that home before the sun set I noticed that Bo had gone down to the lake and dropped something into the water. I never found out what it was but when the sun was giving its last rays of light fog started to roll over the lake and up toward the house. This fog gave me the chills even though I was inside the warmth of the house. The fog became so thick that I could no longer see the lights outside. It became deathly quiet in the house so I went into the living room to see if anyone was around. There in the room was the adults sitting in chairs just staring at each other. Bo looked up to see me standing there and gave me a smile. As soon as she smiled I heard scratching noises outside the house. It was like nails on a chalk board echoing inward. I tried to not show discomfort as I really did not want another issue. As Bo's smile got bigger Rob started to smile at me too. The more they did this the louder the scratching got. Rob and Bo decided all the kids needed to go to bed at this point. They closed the bedroom door and told the kids not to come out no matter what. I climbed into my bed in the other room hoping someone would come in so I would not be alone. Rob opened the door to my room and walked away. I wondered why he did that until I heard the back door near my room open up. Rob had opened that door to let whoever that was outside in. The adults were all in the living room clear access the house praying so no one knew that the door was open. The fog had seeped in the hall and through the rooms door way Followed by shadows. These shadows filled the room surrounding me. I could hear the whispers and growls from them as I squeezed my eyes shut I whispered for them to go away. I could feel the cold surrounding me like death and i cried out as loud as my voice would let me demanding them to leave me alone and go away. I had fallen asleep soon after that shivering from the cold that not even my blankets helped it subside. The next morning I woke up early to pack my bag. I didn't even go into the kitchen for breakfast and instead put my stuff in the car and got in. I stayed in the car for a few hours before anyone else came to pack away their things. Every time Rob or Bo would walk past me they would smile that same creepy smile they had the night before. All I could do at that point was hope to not see them again yet I knew that was not going to happen.
After the haunted home cleansing I started to see more spirits and ghosts not just in my home but everywhere I went. They seemed to follow me everywhere I went. One night I awoke from a nightmare. In the dream I saw a man that was not a man in a city I had not been to before. This man was very tall and has a bluish tint to his skin. No matter where I ran I could not get away from him. I ran to a building only to find that the ground dropped out from under me and i was in free fall. This was what woke me. My room was pitch black, and as I reached for the lamp to turn it on I noticed I was not alone. In the dark I could make out the features of the man from my dream standing beside my bed. His blue glow letting me see his face. This man was standing very still with his eyes fixed on me. I screamed for my parents that someone was in my room. My father being awoke from this thought we had a burglar in the house and barged into my room flipping on the light. My father seemed to be upset with me as there was no one there. Said I just had a nightmare and to go back to sleep. That afternoon Bo had come to our home for lunch and my mother told her what had happened during the night. Bo told my mother mater do factly that was a demon trying to posses me. This never sat well with me as I didn't feel this man wanted to hurt me. After that though Bo and Rob would use the idea I was possessed as a weapon against me and what was happening in my family and home.
After some time (I am not sure how long) Bo became impatient with me. She had claimed to be a councilor and wanted to "help" my family. Growing up in my household was not always easy. My mother became very ill when I was 6 and was sick most of my childhood. Her long stays in hospital as well as days on bedrest became a norm for us. When she was feeling good she had to deal with my older brother. Doting on him and trying to control his angry outbursts. My brother had ADHD as well as a anger issues. At this time however Rob and Bo were teaching my father and me the art of spiritual warfare. Knowing my experiences with spirits and demons these lessons seemed to revolve around me and what I saw. One night in late spring a woman joined the church and after approached Bo about an issue she was having in her home. The lights would flicker and an old mirror over her fireplace mantle would mysteriously get child size hand prints and finger prints on it near to top where her two small children could never reach. Her daughter saw a scary clown person in her room at night, and the son would see what he described as a giant bear/human. It terrified them so much that their mother sought out help. This was the perfect opportunity for Rob and Bo to show off their skills and of course give my dad some practical experience in such things. On the night we all went into the home my mother, father and I followed Rob and Bo into the living room where the mirror was. This home was built originally as a church on a plot of land where an old cemetery was. I could see the new sections of the cemetery outside the window. The place just creeped me out from the begging. I stood in front of the mirror looking at the fingerprints on it. I could see through it much like seeing through a window. Outside this mirror/window I could see a fence and people standing outside of it. My first thought felt more like a voice whispering in my ear that this home was on the place those who were not baptized were buried. Then the voices started. I could hear whispers but not make out what they were saying and they became louder and louder. The adults standing around me were all staring at me as I clasped my hands over my ears wanting the noise to stop. Bo grabbed at my hands over my ears and kept pulling at them to get me to lower them. She was face to face with me. First Bo asked what I was hearing and so I told her. The more forceful she became with my hands the more irritated her voice became. Over and over again she would ask what the voices were saying. Anger set in and Bo simply said "tell me what they are saying!" At this point I started to cry. My ears hurt and it was so loud. Then just as Bo shook me leaving fingerprints on my shoulders the whispering stopped. All I wanted to do was run out of that house and never look back. My mother very concerned over this offered to take me home. Rob became angered at that statement and said that if we leave we will be harmed by the spirits, so we stayed. Bo grabbed my hand and pulled me around the house followed by Rob. My parents stayed in the living room to pray. Bo out of sight of my parents changed completely. She kept a very tight grip on me and as we entered different rooms would demand of me to tell her where the spirits where. To point them out to her and Rob so they could get rid of them. I did as I was told and showed them every last entity in the home that I could see. After joining my parents back in the living room I went over and stood behind my father hoping that he would save me from this night. But that was not so and more was to come. Sitting myself in the floor I could hear the whispers again and I was being surrounded by darkness. As the whispers became louder the room got darker around me. I closed my eyes and just wished for it all to go away. At last I screamed to leave me alone and the whole home became quiet and bright once again. We had one more task to do to make sure the home was cleansed and so went outside to bless the grounds. I held onto my father for dear life so to not have to be around Bo. Rob, Bo and my mother walked in one direction while my father and I went the other way. When my father and I got to the side of the home we noticed there was a really ugly tree there. On that tree before is a big red dragon appeared. My father could feel it and see it slightly. I was in a way relieved that he too could see what I was seeing. This dragon was huge, with blood red scales and the face of a demon. It hissed at us as we stood there fordern by its sight. My father started to pray to rid this from the area. As he did so this dragon bowed its head at me and hissed out "we will meet again young one", then disappeared. I will never forget this encounter or the way I was forced to look for entities to be destroyed but these people. It haunts me.
I am going to try and make these as much in order as I can. I have had a few lives with Gary Leigh as well as the one that calls himself omen. What I had thought was my first existence came from some very dark magic. I was summoned into a room of the gods. My first true memory was of this beautiful room made all of gold. I came by way of if a primordial soup made of the blood of the gods. I could feel emotion for the first time and it was completely overwhelming. I felt fear and loneliness for the first time. I spent all of my first existence in a coffin under the city of Atlantas. This is where I first heard the name geb. All I knew was that he was not well liked by those that wished to continue their dark ways. There were many evils in that place. Evils that I did not understand as I had never experienced it before. With the help of gary I've realized that some of the memories I have were actually before what I had thought was my first existence. The first was really not an existence but a being. It was all light. The light completely pure and void of emotion or feelings. This place I was not anything and yet everything. There was no time so therefore this existence was nothing at all. If I could compare it to anything would be this very second it passes without notice yet in that second it has been thousands of years passing. You wouldn't know if you were bored or lonely as it was.
My spirit guides are calling me to meditate. Later. I don’t have time. Meditate. They urge me. Over time I’ve accepted that when I don’t meditate, energies start building up and my chakras become clogged, sometimes blocked. Don’t ignore your spirit guides. A spirit guide is a spirit, could be a spirit animal, angel, etc. They are here to help us, and they are always with us. Waiting to be praised and asked for guidance. Waiting for us to be ready to receive that guidance.... When I do...
I meet many newly born who ask me a lot questions about where empaths come from. If you will all bare with me, I shall attempt to tell you the true story of our past as given to me by the Source...Many millions of years ago, before there ever was such a thing as a big bang and before the universe existed, there was an intelligent energy that existed in and of itself. It was all that existed. It was alone, bored and lonely. Out of need for companionship it split itself into two parts. As time passed and they communicated with one another, the idea of children and having more company came up and a plan was devised. By means of combining and altering the frequencies of there individual energies they became the creators ( Father and Mother of all things).Two byproducts of this creation were Light and Darkness. Not like sunlight or darkness as in a dark room, but a positive and negative set of energies.When these energies work in harmony, all is well and in balance, but when overpowers the other changes happen.(Out for now , more tomorrow) Light and LoveDragon
I am having trouble coping at the moment.I have had a really hard life and a traumatic upbringing.Looking at the big picture I understand that having these experiences have helped with empathy.I had an awakening a few years back, amazing experiences not of this dimesion, I had my life turned upside down.I experience anxiety and depression I try to stay on top of it yet I tend to turn to things that are not for my highest good but a quick fix. These I know to be empathic traits.My trouble is when I feel anxious I know I am picking up vibes, and absorb them then it starts, flash backs, repeated names, being treated poorly by complete strangers. I live alone have little support. Being around others is so harsh.Am really fed up the way I feel right now, I've had healings, psychic counseling, I really could do with feeling a bit better about life.Davida
Otherkin are essentially non human spirits in a human body. Examples are dragons, vampires, demons, angelics and so on.
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