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Originally Posted by Jabrol2001
Ok so a friend of mine, kind of got into the Satanic religion. And his take of it was that being a satinist was the way to go, and that christianity is the bad religion. Now i dont want to hear how the devil manipulates, lies, yada yada i know. He made his own choice and well i would like to hear your guys thoughts on this story he told me. And yes he got into doing the dangerous stuff, talking to demons, ouija board, opening chakras, the kindalin, etc. But all that stuff aside, heres the story. the i's are refering to him.. For you who think that dreams dont mean anything, then skip the dream part.
Opening chakras, kundalini, and ouija boards are not bad. What do yo mean by talking to demons?
So i was laying in bed. And fell into this crazy dream. The dream was of me sitting in a room, a white one, similer to an office room. And i was sitting on a chair at a table in the middle of the room. There was a window facing me, and a door behind me, that was all. Now there was someone sitting across from me, and i had no idea who he was. But for some reason i felt like i knew this person, and trusted him. So we were talking and i just couldnt get my finger on who he was, he looked familier, sounded familier but i just didnt know who he was. Time past and and i asked him why he is here. He said that he has been trying to destroy the world for some time but has been getting stopped many times. I asked him who stopped him, and he looked at me, then said you have been stopping me. This startled me, and i asked him how i have been stopping him. He said that behind the door behind me is a switch, and all you have to do is pull it. I didnt really think anything of this. He then got up and walked over to the window and i fallowed him. we were looking out at the city landscape, i turned to him and asked why he told me those things, and i finally realized who i was talking to at this time. It was me. The projection of me looked towards me and said, because its time, and raised his arms and started saying some chant under his breath. His eyes turned pitch black. i looked out the window, and see the horizon get bright, and buildings start to lift off the ground. This scared me and i was like, hey the switch, all i have to do it pull the switch. So i started heading toward the door, and as i reached for the handle (i see my arm extending) i hear him say NO NOT THIS TIME! and bam, i was paralized. And in severe pain as well. I fell to the ground with my arm still extended in my vision and all i could think about was the pain, how intense it was and more painful than anything i had felt in life (and i have a pretty high pain tolerance, broken bones, gotten stitches, and stabbed) But this was all that multiplied by 100000, you get the point. So as im laying there paralized in pain, my vision gets bright and blinded by light. I then wake up in a cold sweat.
Lucid dreaming would definitely help with nightmares like this, or any nightmares.
--dream over
Im now laying in my bed soaked in sweat, and panting for breath. I sit up and reach for my water bottle next to my bed. i grabbed it, opened it and began drinking. This part was waking life.
Then i become paralized again as i was in the dream. The pain is back and i fall backwards as the water spills all over me and the bottle falls to the ground.
This is a SP transition into a dream.
Only thing i can think of is the pain, how intense it is, how much i want it gone. Then voices start to appear. Not just one, many and there talking in a whispering voice, i cant understand any of it, but they are not in one place, but all around the room, and a lot of them.
This is hypnogogic (hypnopompic?) aural hallucinations.
Then my blanket suddenly weighs 1000000 pounds and wraps around me. The voices are still there whispering. Then my bed starts shaking, not side to side but up and down. I even hear my springs making the noise they normally do. All this is happening and the only thing that i can think of is how much i want the pain to go away, how much it hurts. I feel tears forming in my eyes. Then bam all of a sudden its morning. And i have no recollection of anything that happened after what was just exlpained.
Now you might be thinking of a false awakening, as i did as well. But when he woke up in the morning... his water bottle was open, empty and on the ground next to his bed, exactly as he explained. And well that can only have happened how? If his story is true, or he just made it up. But well i know this guy really well, and have for like 7 years. Making up a story like this? No way. And the fact that he was practicing satanism? I dont really know what to think..
Any comments?
Well, it would be a lot easier if your friend himself was posting on here. What kind of Satanism? The Church of Satan brand where they don't even believe in Satan, and are basically hedonist pagans? Or Luciferian Satanism where they actually worship Satan?
Originally Posted by Jabrol2001
Actually yes, his life did change after this happened. It wasnt right after, but he states:
Before this occurd, i had some very intense dreams, (nightmares if you will). And one still stands out to this day, i think it might mean something. Ive had the so called ''sleep paralisis'' where i wake up paralized in my bed, not being able to move and that pain is always there! But no voices or shaking, just me trying to flail my body and scream, but no success.
The pain is created by the fear of sleep paralysis, hypnogogic hallucinations, and demons. Once he realizes that SP and HH is natural, and he doesn't have to be afraid of demons, the pain will go away.
And the fallowing either occurd before or after, memory is not to great on the time placement of the actions. But, After i started practicing things, and started getting results, warming of the hand, feeling energy flow through me, having intense meditation sessions i started seeing things. My spirit animal every now and then. Flying balls of light, seeing peoples auras around them. The a few times i started seeing weird things around me, like when ever i would move my arm i would see my own aura fallow it as a tracer, and what looked like steam rise from my fingers.
Kundalini should not be practiced without being grounded. Your friend needs to go into himself while meditating, and pull energy up from the ground. He is going off into nevernever land, and he doesn't know what the hell is going on. I have experienced almost all of the above. It's nothing to be afraid of or amazed by. DO NOT BE AMAZED.
The next part is a story that he told me:
I took a walk one night and ended up at a school. Its not to far from my house, but i was with a friend. We were sitting at one of the portables they had there and just talking. I just seen my spirit animal in the field at the school. Then as we were talking (this happened in a matter of like 2 seconds) and got this sudden shock. An intense sound came out of nowhere, and everywhere. It was like the static sound on the white static channels. But it was at a high pitch and really fast. It had no lead on, just appeared and appeared really loud. My friend said he saw my face go into shock and my head shake, my eyes closed as well. The sound left as quick as it came, but it seemed to last forever when it was there. like the 2 seconds felt as if it was minutes, or even longer. After i came out of shock, he asked me what happened, i said lets go, and we left.
-story over-
Thats not all the weird things that happened, continuing the interview:
I then had a self realisation, one of those moments that you only know what im talking about if you had one. Im not going to go to much into into it, for i dont think its important. I then got these feelings that i knew what people where thinking, and going to say. And well i was right most of the time. I then started feeling like i can read people (like a book). My train of thought changed completley.
This is okay. Do not be amazed. Do not be fascinated with yourself. You are special, but you are not unique. You are not going to change the world by yourself for good or ill. You are weak, and cannot destroy it. Stop being amazed, and you will begin to have more control and peace.
Then..
I started to get addicted to these pills. And started doing them frequently. I kinda forgot all about what has happened spiritual wise, and i didnt really care. It was soon that i started taking high doses and 4+ times a week, and your only recomended to do it once every other week. Any ways, this was going on for some time, then i hit the wall. My body finally couldnt take anymore, and i had sort of an overdose. I was retarted for 2 weeks. Couldnt go to school, couldnt talk, understand anything, couldnt think. My heart rate was at a constant 170ish for the whole time and all i did was sleep, i dont even remember eating. I did go to the hospital, and they said i was fine.. but i went at the end of the two weeks, where i was starting to be able to function right. The lady asked me what was wrong. And i said sounding like a freaking retard, iii think, i tooooook tooo much piiiiils. I was just starting to be able to talk. But after that happened i was able to put my life in perspective, and the old things are starting to re-surface again. Some weird things did happen when i was in the 2 week state of ''coma'' basicly, and they will never leave me or change. They were to real, and changed the way i look at things, and probably forever.
What kind of pills?
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any new comments?
There is no "bad" religion. All religions have some truth, and some falsehood, just like every person. There are many versions and interpretations to all religions. Calling any one religion bad or good simply closes the mind to possibilities.
I understand how your friend feels. I have had many very similar experiences. The main thing he needs is guidance. Is he doing kundalini on his own? He should have a teacher. He also needs a psychic mentor to guide him on his journey.
Chi gong will help him channel his energy.
Most importantly, he should be posting on here himself, because everything will get filtered by you, and diluted. This is nothing against you, it's simply the nature of secondhand information.
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