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 .

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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 by my bed who without respite gives 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.

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 individually have all failed in unison:

an EMF grounding cloth placed under my 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,

and sulphur fumes (from wooden campfire/ kitchen matches) ,

as well as constant affirmations and prayers-

have all yet to dislodge/ deter it from its nightly 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 sense of solid dubiousness has helped to center me .

Alien abductions, just like a ghostly haunting, are often person specific, and only one person may be affected, isolating that person from support in a family.

I have prayed hard to my spirit helpers and loved ones and kindred souls on the other side to please appeal for me to the council of elders.

This council of souls, chosen and wiser, are allowed to maintain their senior appearance; these are the other side’s ‘chosen’ to ostensibly be responsible for final approval of everyone’s soul- life -drawn- blueprint for each incarnation.

I fervently prayed for a rethinking of my blueprint, an appeal, towards what I believe was a much too tough spiritual blueprint; I awakened in a stark response, that same night, during a deep sleep.

I was viewing, from above, looking down into a dark enormous cavernous underground rock grotto.

The overhead walls were jagged with dark overgrowths of black mineral deposits.

At the front of the cave formation standing behind a type of a lectern, 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 my description, its body huge and muscular scaly and rocklike, its voice radiating rage and hate.

To the far left, tiny by comparison in scale, was a grouping of people.

They were huddling together, shivering in fear; standing as my advocates, were a painfully few very frightened souls .

Only God knows how many lifetimes I have previously lived before, but in all those lifetimes it seemed I had garnered no more than six or eight souls, a tiny accumulation of willing friends, a bare handful of souls willing to represent me and my heartfelt spiritual request.

The towering T-Rex- like monster bellowed,

“First, an easy lesson, then, a hard lesson, then, a medium lesson, then another hard lesson!”, as though in response to a challenge/ question put to it about the sufferings I have endured.

The cave echoed and vibrated with its defensive rage..

I awakened, suddenly, in bed, in realized horror and I understood the message intended, but only to some extent; I was very aware that my prayers for a spiritual blueprint  jurisdiction”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.

How could I or my higher self or my better angels or God have entrusted such a nightmarish reptilian demonic entity with such a blessed and essential task as my spiritual growth and heavenly evolution? unless..

Had I been a pirate cutthroat, a murderer thief who had this lifetime been “shifted”; had all this evil followed me into this lifetime despite my having been “shifted”, followed me nonetheless and inexorably?

But, even through regressive hypnosis,

If I could verify that I WERE indeed a pirate in a previous existence, how would it make my present life any easier for me ?

Many psychics have since told me that there indeed are many people, not necessarily murderers, who have entrusted their souls, their blueprints, to dark entities to teach them essential lessons; that one must needs traverse domains of Hell, in order to reach any outskirts of Heaven..

I have tried to remember to regularly pray since that horrid lucid revelation, to pray that the Light, that the Christ-light reclaim and resume ownership and stewardship of my blueprint and all the future inherent lessons therein, that I must learn….

Core Affirmation: “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.”

“The foundation of all mental illness is the unwillingness to experience legitimate suffering.” C.G. Jung