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Originally posted by DarwinVsJesus
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Let me just say here, that I hate kids. I think they are annoying and loud. It has nothing to do with Satanism.
Originally posted by DarwinVsJesus
When it told me it wasn't going to let me have my memories back, my parents were going through a vicious divorce. I was diagnosed with Bi-polar disorder with rapid cycling about 3 months after this encounter. I met the woman I love to this day one month after the encounter. It's been a strange relationship, but we're getting better. See my other post about that. She's incredibly important in my life.
He started showing up again very frequently when I became addicted to heroin. Long story short, I used opiates as anti-depressants. Don't do it. When my pharmaceutical supply ran out and I started buying heroin, he showed up again.
The last time I saw him was about one month before I stopped taking suboxone, my maintenance medication. I had been on it for 3 years. I have been sober since january 30th, though now that I'm sober I see that i've lost a lot. Maybe this is what he meant.
I don't believe he's good. The sheer terror is intense enough that I feel like if the encounters lasted longer than they do, the fear would take my life. I have never, ever, in my entire life, ever been so terrified. Good entities don't project fear.
I burn incense and sage regularly.edit on 29-4-2013 by DarwinVsJesus because: forgot to add something.edit on 29-4-2013 by DarwinVsJesus because: (no reason given)
Originally posted by DarwinVsJesus
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me :"what the # are you doing here?"
GM: "I want to talk"
me: well I don't. wait, I take it back. what the # do you want with me. what am I supposed to get out of this?
GM: come with me *grabs arm"
me: don't touch me. just #ing get out of here. just leave. go away
GM : no. i'm here to talk to you
me: about what?
GM; I just want to talk
me: just get out of here. i'm not kidding. go away. leave. you can't stay here
GM: *grabs my arm again and gets real close* i need to tell you something. you need to come with me.
me: let go of me.
GM: *comes right up to my face, cocks his head* why? why should I let go?
he then started talking about something I can't remember. His demeanor changed to almost gossip. I really can't remember. He was telling me about some group of people or some entities that were just #ty and not what they appeared to me. phony. something like this.
me: fine. let go of my arm or I'll #ing smash you
GM: you won't do that.
by now we're at the exit to my building, and the outside is a bright white, not the normal grass and trees.
me: listen mother#er, I have an AK-47 under my bed and so help if you don't get out of here I'm going to blow your #ing head off"
gm: I know you got rid of that gun. I look under your bed, remember?
me: why are you here?
gm: *comes in close again* because we have to talk. big smile.
me: i don't want to talk to you. who are you?
gm: well, you won't know unless we talk.
then I started to wake up. as I was waking up, he waved and said "goodbye".
Originally posted by transubstantiation
reply to post by julia53
Meditation leaves a person open and unprotected, i am so pleased you have mentioned this fact, the few times that i attempted to meditate i was enjoying the feeling of relaxation until for no reason i suddenly became aware of "something" in the room approaching me and i got a definite sense that whatever was there was waiting to do something bad.
I saw a picture flash in my mind of a black dementor like creature and i gave up on my meditation attempt that day, a few days later i tried again and the same thing happened which was too much of a coincidence for me. I have never tried again.
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