posted on Mar, 30 2011 @ 02:22 AM
Thank you for your candid response. I felt uneasy asking about your personal relationships. I don't want to pry, but I don't have a solution yet to
my own affairs regarding relationships and my beliefs. I was hoping for something that would help me to further my understanding of my interactions
with the opposite sex or even something to help my female better understand my condition. On to my story...
I'm interested in the shadows because I've had much experience with them. There are shadow spirits that occupy my friends house. The best way to
describe them is within the shadows. Before she ever told me, I could sense them. Her cat would watch them intently. Maverick was a black cat and was
an unusually large as a mid size dog. For some reason, he took particular interest in me. I found that he was extremely protective, as our the spirits
over my friend and her house. There were many times I saw the cat obviously studying something, but always in the shadows, hidden. At many times in my
life I've felt the presence of another energy or many other energies. A long time ago I had a girlfriend that was a deacon. I was in a very bad place
in my life then. She was a decent person where as I am not. Needless to say, she would find my affairs horrid. I should mention that she was not the
only girl I was seeing at the time. I was bouncing from girl to girl leaching some type of dirty satisfaction from my actions. One night I decided to
pay her a visit. I'd never stayed over at her house before. She was a bit more educated and proper than the other girls I've been interested in. In
any event, we ended up in bed after consuming copious quantities of wine. After we had exhausted ourselves, she had passed out in my arms. I lay
there. For some reason there was a very permanent feeling of disapproval by an outside source. Considering that my actions were atrocious and the way
I conducted my personal affairs was with blatant disregard for god's law and man's. In retrospect I can only conclude that the reaction I felt was
well deserved. Though this feeling of disapproval and condemnation lingered like a foul smell, I decided to ignore it and fell into slumber.
Wrenchingly I was jerked from my sleep. Instantly awake, I could feel the presence of the energy as if it wanted to attack me. Awakening in such a
traumatizing manner left me paralyzed with fear. I was absolutely terrified in those first waking moments. A few seconds went by and this feeling
hinted toward it's own dispersion. Then completely awake and cognitive, the house appeared to shake as the words "GET OUT" rippled through me. It
was not audible the words that were uttered. It was sensed. It was not asking. It was telling, demanding. I am not scared easily. Threatening me would
normally achieve the opposite reaction as desired. This however, was terrifying. It was almost the same feeling that you might have in a nightmare
when you are trying to run away from something and can't. I didn't move. I listened for the voice again, assuming it would re-assert itself seeing
as how I did not comply. It didn't, but I was left with the feeling as before, but more intense. It wanted to get me. It wanted me out, gone. I
didn't move an inch, except to breath. I held that female close to me. It seems that something had already claimed her and didn't approve of my
corruption. Good or evil, that force I encountered had a will and I violated this female, the sanctity of her home and it couldn't sit idle. This
intense feeling I've never felt so strongly before, but I'm absolutely positive it is the same type of energy force I've felt in my friend's
house. The same energy I've felt lurking in the shadows, watching. The same energy as the entity that use to receive that hollow stare from Maverick
the big black cat.
So you see, this is not about me. It isn't about our common interests. It's not about the crystal clear view people like us have into reality. It
has nothing to do with perception or are acceptance there of. My inquiry is simply, what are these shadowy figures? Silhouettes of an entity that was?
Demons of some sort? A figment of my imagination? Manifestation of my own crimes against humanity? Or maybe a symptom of a sick mind?