WTF Is Behind ISON? Sun Sized Object Or Anomaly?
Nightmares, Demons and Reptilian Aliens; More Post Abduction Notes
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I am now able to dismiss the touches and influences of trapped earthbound spirits during the day with astral hand sweeps; one visualizes large astral hands that sweep up and down along one's body and like a moving magnet under a paper which disturbs iron filings orientations on the face of the paper, the astral hands' sweep back and forth, up and down along one's body disturbs and breaks entities' attempted connections .
(Internet digital art of Daniel Lee)
Metaphysics isn't imagination or mere visualizations; it's fighting fire with fire .
Tiger balm, tea tree and sage essential oil essences sprayed on my ankles-spirits make a beeline for one's feet- also helps to guarantee my unscathed, freer movements when I am out and about town without my always picking up negative entities.
Aromatherapy has its place as practical psychic self defense these days. Garlic works well also as an herbal repellent against Dark Force Entities.
However, there seems to be a resilient, stubborn resident negative entity who frequents my house, especially my bedroom to give me mind blowing vivid nightmares almost every night, a sure sign of telepathic attack, a symptom of a demonic's presence.
Although I can feel it touch my arm before I go to sleep- my skin burns in the characteristic telltale sign of a negative entity making an attachment- astral sweeps and passive defenses seem to initially work to allow me some early unimpeded sleep.
But it is predominantly the last dream period, the longest REM period, where telepathic attacks are most horrid; I awaken from highly structured worse scenario nightmares feeling the burn of spectral arms fully around me.
The last dreams during early morning are always the most vivid and most disturbing.
The hour before dawn is the worst time.
(“ Hell is a place, a time, a consciousness, in which there is no love."
Richard Bach )
It seems that the powers of darkness are strongest then.
This is the hour of Lucifer, the light bringer.
The worst attacks I have had over the years have occurred during this hour.
Spending a lifetime, of abductions, recalled in snippets, with highly psychic alien beings makes one's intuitive prowess mushroom.
One technique that seems easy enough, is to internally tell yourself that you wish to be "open", and then to relax, as you await an insight or mind's eye picture.
I was once stopped in a busy college hallway by an unknown female student who grabbed my arm and blocked my path, to class, who said "Read me; I want you to read me!"
I was startled and affronted, wondering how this student had heard that I could do such things and suddenly worried about job security if Administration became aware.
I told her,"forget it" but she actually half-pushed me against a wall, and insisted again.
I relaxed completely, still annoyed and was flooded with an image of water, lake water, a shore surrounded by water, accompanied by a feeling of dread.
I quickly asked her,"Why am I seeing water?", to which she shrugged.
I asked her again.
"Oh," she said, "I'm on the swimming team."
I told her,"promise me that you'll never swim in a lake, it's far too dangerous and you might drown, and also promise me you'll tell no one about this conversation."
She agreed and I, late for class hurried elsewhere.
It's a total relaxed state that allows images to float in accompanied by an expectation that it will; the real problem is trying to figure out, what it actually means.
If one relives a snippet of a dream during daytime hours, if that image resurfaces, spontaneously, during one's waking day, it is a clear sign that an unclean one hidden or hiding within that image has either just exited or is now entering.
One must use slash/ cutting and burning of that image using an envisioned sword to sever connections between that image and its ropy connections to one's layered psyche and then a blowtorch envisioned to burn the severed remnant stumps of vestigial connections.
This metaphysics removal of the image that spontaneously surfaced is designed to eliminate the evil one's "Hiding place" within one's mind.
The image of an alien's face or a snakelike, bug like image or a skull and crossbones demon's representation in your mind's eye will scurry from its now discovered and now removed previous hiding place.
Fighting (metaphysics) fire with (metaphysical) fire works perfectly as envisioned "tools" are as real in that dimension as the interloper is real.
Now, that's something that Freud, psychiatry and psychology simply cannot ever wrap their analytically trained minds around .
If Freud's and Jung's models are wrong, then our mind's embrace of that whole subject can also be wrong.
Even as a 'jumping off place' towards understanding the layered psych, one is awry and stiltedly wrong in one's foundation premise .
The same holds true for Freud's dream analysis models of dream symbols; he was also predominately wrong about the very nature of dreaming, itself.
If one hears voices that sound sinister and threatening one is certainly far more psychic than psychotic, but one could not ever be seen thus by a trained Freudian or Jungian clinician.
There are dozens of such examples of unseen outside influences as a threat to the layered mind, a concept that psychoanalytically trained clinicians cannot grasp at all on any level because of their training.
Passive defenses which usually work:
-an EMF grounding cloth placed under your bed sheet attached to an alligator clip and plugged into an electrical outlet's ground attached to the house's plumbing to remove any building EMF and static charges(entities use EMF and static charges to manifest),
-burning sticks of incense,
-a lesser exorcism banishment tape recording playing on a loop all night on the computer,
-an overhead circling ceiling fan,
-protective pyrite crystals nearby,
-table night lights left on,
- sulphur fumes (from wooden campfire/ kitchen matches) ,
-and affirmations and prayers-
These passive tools work to dislodge/ deter negative-thought-entities' single mindedness.
My wife sleeps in the same tortured bed and slumbers well, untroubled like a large stone dropped into a deep lake.
She thinks that my vivid experiences and my writings about them qualify me as chock full of wild blueberry muffins, but her sheer dubiousness has oddly helped to center me .
Alien abductions, just like a ghostly haunting, or demonic obsession are often person specific, and only one person may be affected, sometimes isolating that person from support in a family.
I once prayed hard to my spirit helpers and loved ones and kindred souls on the other side, to appeal for me to the Council of Elders, in Heaven.
This council of souls, chosen and wiser, are allowed to maintain their senior appearance and are the other side's 'chosen' to be responsible for final approval of soul- life -drawn- blueprints for each incarnation.
I fervently prayed for a rethinking of my blueprint, an appeal, towards what I believed was a too tough spiritual blueprint involving ghosts, demons, and abductions by alien non-human creatures.
That night, I awakened, elsewhere, underground, in a swift stark spiritual response, that same night, during what I believed was a deep sleep.
I viewed, from somewhere above, a dark and enormous cavernous underground rock grotto.
The overhead walls were jagged with dark overgrowths of black mineral deposits.
At the front of the cave formation, behind a pulpit looking down into a large manuscript book, bellowing at the top of its lungs, stood a towering, dinosaur-like monster, its raw size and fierceness beyond description, huge and muscular, scaly and rocklike, its voice radiating rage and hate.
To the far left, tiny by comparison in scale, was a small group of people.
They were huddling together, clearly shivering in fear but standing as my advocates, a painfully few number of frightened souls .
Only God knows how many lifetimes I had previously lived before that moment, but it appeared that I had garnered only six or eight friendly souls, a tiny accumulation, a bare handful willing to represent and stand up for me in my heartfelt, desperate spiritual request.
The towering Reptilian-T-Rex- like monster bellowed these precise words:
"First, an easy lesson, then, a hard lesson, then, a medium lesson, then another hard lesson!", in response to my challenge/ questioning about the bizarre paranormal sufferings I have endured.
The cave echoed and vibrated with its defensive rage..
I awakened, suddenly, in bed, in realized horror and understood the message intended, to some extent; I was very aware that my prayers for a spiritual blueprint jurisdictional "appeal" had truly been answered
and that my blueprint and my lessons for this lifetime, itself, were seemingly in the veritable hands of a hellish creature!
(simulated demonic projected telepathic attack)
How could I , my higher self or my better angels, have entrusted a nightmarish reptilian demonic entity with the blessed and essential task of my spiritual growth and evolution?
Had all of this paranormal evil inexorably followed me into this lifetime despite my having been "shifted" towards the 'light'?
If I could verify that I, how would it make my present life any easier for me ?
Some psychic mediums have reassured me that there indeed are many who have entrusted their souls, their blueprints, to dark entities to teach them essential lessons; that one must needs traverse certain spiritual domains of Hell, in order to reach any spiritual outskirts of Heaven.
I remember to regularly pray, since that horrid and lucid revelation, that the Christ-light, instead, reclaim ownership and stewardship of my blueprint's future inherent lessons that I must learn.
AFTERWORD
Core Affirmation: (from Robert Bruce Astral dynamics)
"I am loved and I am worthy. I am safe and I am free. I am powerfully protected. I am master of my body and ruler of my mind. I am healthy, happy and relaxed"
"The foundation of all mental illness is the unwillingness to experience legitimate suffering." C.G. Jung
"The foundation of all mental illness is the unwillingness to experience legitimate suffering." C.G. Jung
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