posted on Jan, 6 2006 @ 02:39 AM
Kinda ironic I stumbled upon this thread..
A few weeks ago, I lost myself in an uncontrollable ritual... Maybe someone more indepth in the 'occult' practices can explain what happened.. or
if it was all in my head
Now, I've always been a spiritual person. But I've never messed around with mirrors or candles or any of that nonsense.
I'll try not to go into too much detail, but this is what happened:
I was washing up before bed and ended up gazing into the bathroom mirror... I sorta lost myself staring at my face. Anyone that's ever stared into a
mirror long enough will swear up and down they see their face change.
I saw this and was intrigued. But being somewhat uncomfortable, I chose to head downstairs to a much bigger mirror. I pulled up a chair and lost
myself. I mean, literally lost myself. This is where it gets weird..
I got up because I wanted a glass of water. I never drink water, so I was already puzzled. I went in the kitchen, got out a glass, and a saucer,
and filled a cooking pot with water and began to boil the glass and saucer in the water. After letting these items boil, I pulled out the saucer and
placed the cup on it in the sink. I turned on the hot water and began to cool the cup; slowly changing to cold water. Once the water was cold, I
let it run for almost 10 minutes.. just staring at it. It was below freezing outside so the water was bristling cold.
After performing this task, I lifted the water, held it up to the light, and realized it was the clearest glass of water I've ever seen. Still
completely dazzled by what I was doing, I kept on with it. I knew I was doing it for a reason.. and thats all I cared about.
I took the water to the mirror, poured half the glass on a cloth (making a huge mess) and began to "bless" the mirror. I unwillingly (but in
complete control) mummbled crap about protecting myself from evil and opening a gateway to my soul. (By this time I figured I'd completely lost my
mind, so I just rolled with it..)
After blessing the mirror, I drank the other half of the water. I was so cold I literally felt it go all the way down and coat my stomach. It was as
if it instantly spread throughout my entire body. I closed my eyes, and opened them and gazed into the mirror.
I sat there in a puddle of water, holding an empty glass, gazing into the mirror for 3 hours. 3 HOURS I wont go into much detail about what I
meditated about for all that time (unless you want more info), but I will say it changed my life. Never once did I feel afraid, or unable to stop and
snap back to reality.. I felt this overwhelming need and desire to continue. It was as if God reach down and touched me that night.. and all my
worries were gone.
Maybe I lost my mind, maybe I was touched by God, or overtaken by a demon.. I really don't know.. but whatever happened that night changed my life
And thanks to the anonymitity of the Internet, I can share this story without being thrown in a straight jacket ;0)