Alarmingly Strange Stories
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Interdimensional Thieves
I have repeated proof that the unseen spirit world exists, (can be sinister) and
reads minds. Their minds; their motives are murky. My faith in God has been strengthened, proportionately; with
each troubling experience of high strangeness. If there is a bottom spectrum of unseen evil, as a bottom, there
MUST be a top spectrum of goodness and divine protection. I have been snuck into (God's)faith by the back door.
Only God knows, I need protection. One of the off- shoots of harassment and other- worldly experiences, be it ghosts,
revealing spirit -mediums, UFO abductions, is spiritual growth for the 'victim'. I don't believe that these 'creatures',
harassing, malevolent, receptive, are spirit guides who evolve our spirituality, but that such 'growth' is incidental
to experiences of high strangeness. Fairies, Jinns, aliens, are molesting entities, difficult and dangerous to
'shake'. But the power of the mind, as a tool; to rebuke them, positively, in protection, is not enough. Divine
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Physical and psychic resistance?
Pinched nerves, ripped stomach muscles, infected areas of the mouth, nosebleeds, (Copius and left nostriled). Nightmares
and exhaustion and tremors in the leg are the psychical ailments I've suffered concurrent with realization and
resistance techniques. I know it's no coincidence and I'm only marginally paranoid, even after all these odd experiences.
But I feel I've been thwarting the farmer's efforts to 'milk' me and the 'butcher' has been sent to lend ailment
spitework, into the equation.
I wish I could cause them BEREAVEMENT.
Anxiety- levels high, nervous late one night, hours before bed, aware of them, intrigued. Enconched in the ironic
sense of their plaguing omnipresence, I posed a question playfully, internally; "Who was I physically in my
previous lifetime?" I wondered, since they tamper with souls, throughout, and harass, intergenerately, in
families, as well, that they have bothered me in previous soul experiences, as well as in this one. It was a frivolous,
teasing, tangentially curious question, I asked, myself; never realizing that I would be provided and answer, of
sorts. I relived it.
That night, I had a strange breathtakingly vivid dreamlike flash; unlike an evolving dream scenario, it was a five-
second- long lightning flash, which was so short and so bright that like lightning, the scenes immediate afterimages
have lingered without revealing the whole landscape. I was in mortal terror, panicked. I was in heartpounding transit
running fast through a series of apartment rooms whose corner windows overlooked what looked like a second story
modern street scene; cars moved among the parked vehicles. The sunlight outside was bright, running, dry- mouthed,
wide- eyed, gasping, in fear. I fearfully rounded the street corner and ran past a hall mirror, on the wall, before
I reached for the doorknob, in desperate haste to leave the flat. In that mirror, I caught a glimpse of myself
running for my life; as the door opened heart pounding; in full flight, the scene turned to blackness.
Inside - The person who ran was me; me in every feeling and nuance and thought, me in attitudes, likes and inclinations.
Outside - The picture, the lighting flash afterimage of the person in the mirror was a young girl of twenties,
with blues and blonde hair of medium length, small in stature, pinched thin features clutching a bright red pocketbook.
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