a reply to: EncounteRreport
Ahh, we tarry not long upon this mortal pale yet see we be by those whose ancient eye but a glimpse of our passing doth catch upon we through this
veil must make the corruptible think whom do think it be real.
Sorry can't catch your broken style though it seem archaic and inspired by and older English version but it would give most automatic reading
programs a lot of trouble.
To answer your questions, plenty but perhaps my reality is subjective or was it real.
Black entity's that emanated pure evil malice, like three dimensional shadows with over sized heads, stocky body's and short limb's with tiny red
eye's, they were semi transparent but seemed to swallow the light even there eye's and came from an old capped off mine shaft toward me in the old
industrial mining town I used to live in late one night as I was on my way through a green area, from over the dual carriageway (like a short freeway
but only two double lanes and only about a mile or so long from one end to the other connecting two industrial estates in the town) were there was an
old folk's home I saw mist like form's, there was already a low mist but these were different and the front of them was upright like a person made of
white or grey mist there arm's outstretched and from the waist down trailing in the mist there lower half was not distinct, they swept over the road,
over the field and hit these five shadow beings swirling around them and as more and more of them hit these shadow's this crowd of wraith like human
souls drove these demon's (I personally think they were vile gestalt made up of very bad people whom had pooled there strength and lost there identity
in the process basically devouring themselves into the evil gestalt beings) back away from me, I was terrified but have NEVER run away and stood my
ground holding an old Anglican prayer book decades old my mother had given me that had a silver cross on the binding out at these things.
Years before in a particularly troubled part of my youth I had stood there and shouted abuse at the devil for ruining my life as I tend to blame that
piece of work for most things that go wrong, that night these thing's had said to me laughing in voices like old woman "He's coming, He's bringing a
sword", the following day I had reason to walk that way again, don't ask I had seen and heard other things so this did not scare me sufficiently and
after this I even tried to hunt those five down not that being a physical being (at the moment) I could at that time do anything to them but I made
sure they knew that if God allowed when my time came I would find them and drag them to there proper place for what they had done.
That following day before I made my angry threats which I have since dropped as God will deal with devil's and that is NOT our job it is the job of
the Angel's to do and the saint's if they will help us, I felt a sensation much like being stabbed in my emotional heart, not my physical one but were
you feel your emotions somewhere between your physical heart and your throat, it was like being stabbed very fast, repeatedly by what felt like a
knitting needle and my emotions then died or were so numb I could not feel them, I have never recovered them but it was like being dead but alive, no
sense other than your body, no feeling of love and happiness but oddly I found that negative emotions like sorrow were still there so ensued a period
of extreme depression and semi madness.
On another occasion I had a window open in my head some call it the third eye but it was not a third eye it was actually seeing somewhere else, a dry
dusty reddish sandstone and sand desert with no water, a dry river bed full of rough stones and on the other bank scores of young men with deranged
looking eye's staring at me but otherwise looking just like ordinary people despite the lack of any females among them, a voice said into my mind
"Will you accept becoming a Medium" to which I answered NO as that is against my religion as a Christian and let's put it this way I am both male and
no witch of Endor so had no wish to get roped into forbidden sorcery by yet another of the devil's trick's.
Though with some Chagrin I must admit if I had been any good at it I may have been minted now, but then again what profit it a man if he gain the
whole world but lose his own soul?.
Let's put it this way I would NOT wish it on anyone, better to be oblivious to the other side until it is your time - so long as you live a good life
and love God and your Neighbour that is.
Oh and let's not mention that time I was wearing a medallion with a Mary and Infant Jesus on it, something like a pillar of black smoke appeared in
my room and I held out another prayer book, this time an old catholic prayer book over a hundred years old and I thought the thing had gone and about
an hour or so later I walked through the very spot I had seen it, small room, and felt it jump into me, heard a voice scream then as it seemed falling
away becoming feinter from below shout "I am going to get you you Bastard" and was overcome by a sense of Irony and a sick and twisted humour that was
not my own, I sat down in shock and giggled, commented out loud about how it was suddenly cosily warm but also very itchy as this black shimmering
pillar was hot but I had actually been extremely cold in that old house with it's broken central heating in the middle of winter when that happened
and when I looked at the medallion it had turned jet black, all metals, crosses for a time after that turned black and gave me a rash but I refused to
let some vile squatter live inside my own flesh so though metals still tarnish on me and often give me a rash they no longer turn black.
Years before that I was in my bed, never knew I had an undiagnosed heart condition and three times I found myself outside my body, the world I
noticed was UNDER WATER but the street lights were still shining and I would force myself against an unseen current that was trying to take me
somewhere else backwards and down, the first Time I fought against it and walked slowly through this treacle like underwater world and THROUGH the
solid wall of our house toward the dark shape I knew was my body on my bed, waking I was gasping for breath and my head pounding then fell unconscious
and was back out there but higher this time and closer to the house so repeated the same thing, third time I was inside the room and managed to force
my way back to my body, whatever it was gave up at least for a while then and I went into a proper sleep.
Have seen objects move of there own accord among other things, demons are very real BUT so too is our Lord Jesus so keep faith in him.
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