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Demonic
Possession can just appear, without the victim really knowing why or what it
is. Moreover, doctors and then more importantly, psychiatrists cannot fathom
what is wrong, using all well practiced procedures.
This
scary notion, is perhaps the most daunting and horrible part of demonic
possession. The victim, or patient, may know that they have something wrong,
that has changed their personalities and characters so much, but when no
clinical answer can be found, the truth is something that is hard to face.
There are many cases around the world, showing the symptoms of just this
scenario.
So-called
Demonic Possession, or its symptoms, has been around since pre-history.
Christianity, in the Middle Ages, deemed the thought of demonic possession as sacrilegious,
so anyone displaying almost any unusual behavior or a strange personality
changes, was automatically suspect of being possessed by the Devil.
The
Devil, but more probably, evil entities or the demons, that did the possessing
were called the energumenus, and the possessed person was the energumen.
Prior, to recent times, people were closer to Jesus Christ, and God, and
therefore more aware and fearful of the Devil. They were also more accustomed
to the belief that there was a constant struggle being waged between, God and
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As
a child, I was brought up surrounded by the Spiritual Christian faith. My
mother, the most wonderful and kind person I have ever known, was a Spiritual
Healer, and I knew many other healers, mediums and psychics, many as aunts
and uncles. I always felt that it was a warm and safe environment, and
I look back on my childhood and not just because of Spiritualism, as the
most pleasurable of experiences.
Our
congregation was often warned about the darker side of such spiritual practices,
and to be aware and feared of things that might open doors to evil.
So,
if we believe in God as the Almighty the all good, we must open our minds to
accept that there might be a being who is the all bad. Especially as there are
so many of us humans who are good, but then so many who are so bad. Life is
made up of balances, so the balance between good and bad must or should exist.
As
a child I was taught about the balance of Heaven & Hell, but not as
something up there and down there, but something that could be all around us,
but in a different dimension. In this sense a dimension is a place that can be present
but with its own particular existence. As a child when I was trying to explain
such things of the Occult, or where we might go after death, I always said
that life was like a TV, where we were on one channel, and Heaven And Hell,
and maybe other places, were on other channels; in the same place, but also
not the same place. But for closed doors, we could be walking through hundreds
of other dimensions or existences everyday, without knowing or caring about
them.
I
was also told that heaven and Hell had many houses, and that we did not either
go to hell or heaven but to a place or spiritual plain that suited our own disposition.
So if we believe this, the very good would go to a higher plain and the very
bad would go to a lower plain. Those others, who had not developed so
much would be somewhere in between. Furthermore, it was said that Heaven was a
most lovely place, the paradise that we would expect, and that the lower regions
were dark, damp and harbored total evil. Moreover, the occupants took on the
guise of evil by having the heads or bodies of wolves, dogs, cats, and snakes;
these demon-beings were the ones that we did not want to possess us. |
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The
thing we must ask then, how do we become a victim of this badness. As a child,
I was told, or taught that certain rituals would open doors or portals to
certain evils, make us more susceptible to evil doings. Such things that came
under the heading of Occult Practices, for instance, Devil Worship, using the
Ouija / Ouijee Board to contact the other side, Tarot Cards, Black Witchcraft,
neo-paganism and other equally erroneous anomalies to normal life.
The
classic door opener, without actually being a tool of Devil worship, is the
Ouija Board. And this was hugely frowned upon by the Spiritualist Church, and
I knew that it was more than my life's worth to actually be involved in anything
here. Many, it is said, have had inexplicable character changes after playing
with the Ouija Board. By making contact with some spirits, who are quite
powerful and evil, they can make unexpected influences on vulnerable people.
Weak people, who might be quite butch characters but are weak spiritually. Or
even, have weak and ineffectual Door-Keepers. We all have door-keepers, that
is other souls given to us, as some protector against spiritual ill-doings by
evil demons.
Many
of us, believe in the Hereafter, heaven or hell, the Dreamworld, our own concept
of the Happy Hunting Ground. But then many think that when we are gone, we are
gone. Whatever, your belief, we should not worry too much, unless we know we
are truly evil, then we might worry.
I used to worry about dying until a old
mate of mine, a Tim Finn, told me, shortly after my eldest daughter was
killed, that he thought that dying was like going to sleep, you either woke up
where you deserved to be, or you did not; either way it did not matter. Tim
was a great guitarist and such a wonderful character. He died some years ago
of lung cancer, and perhaps he now knows the truth.
Being
once involved with Spiritualism, I have been to a thousand proper séances, but there
is one I shall never forget. I was 16 and had been on boating trip on the
Norfolk Broads. Broads are small lakes and rivers. They were dug out by the Vikings
looking for peat, and are situated in East Anglia, a part of eastern England. We had a
large cruiser, within a fleet of about three other such crafts, and toured
these fine in-land waters. I was
about the oldest, though only 16, among about 6 or 7 curious young lads that were in my boat.
At
night, in the middle of nowhere, it was very dark and very spooky; Norfolk is
renowned for its many ghosts. One evening, I and another older lad had been
down a long dark lane to visit a small country pub. It was a lovely little
place and the locals seemed very friendly, but in retrospect it felt like
those early scenes in American Werewolf in London. Our
walk back appeared quite a trek, and we both thought that someone was
following us, this was not helped by occasionally hearing a twig or branch
snap.
On our return
we found the
rest of our crew gathered around a table, playing with a homemade Ouija Board.
Having some knowledge of these things, I was not happy and gave them a talking to,
the little swines, that they were. But they told me at once that they had
gotten in contact with the father of another member of our trip, who was in
another cruiser. He was a young Black boy from some African country, and had
been adopted by a white family in our town, and this father, was telling us of
stuff that only a father would know.
Though
I knew it was wrong and possibly very dangerous to be delving into such
things, I was intrigued, and to my shame, I joined in. The point here is that,
if I, someone who had been preached to for many years about the many dangers
of the occult, can be sucked in so easily, what chance those less knowledgeable
delvers. As
some protection for our souls, I got all the boys to pray to God and ask for
protection and forgiveness. The intriguing thing, that will be revealed, is
that I also asked a spirit guide of one of my medium friends to protect
us. This now late medium, was called Doris Flaxman, and my mother, also a
Doris, told me that she was the best medium she had ever known or seen. She
would take meetings and be taken over by her spirit guide, and give private
readings. I met many people who told me that she had revealed things that
nobody, let alone her, could have ever known. Anyway,
during our Broads trip, we had several of these so-called games on this Ouija Board and
it was fascinating, on one incident, the glass flew off the table and smashed
against the cabin wall. But I would always get us to pray beforehand, not
forgetting Doris's spirit guide, Rosa. Please protect us Rosa, I remember
getting the boys to chant. Soon
the trip was over, and on the day of my return, my mother told me that there
was going to be a spiritualist meeting, and Doris had asked if I wanted to go.
It was the last séance I attended for many years. The room was not that big
and it was stuffed with little old ladies, the place has been demolished now.
Doris, went into a trance and was taken over, voluntarily possessed, not by
some demon but by her
spirit guide, Rosa. She then went on about a lot of stuff, that I cannot remember,
but I felt that she was aiming most of her unusual displeasure at me. She
touched on the evil and great dangers of things like the occult, especially
the Ouija Board. I must say that I was in a sweat, but then she said that they
knew who she was talking about. I thought to myself, that she must be talking
about me, and my fellow delvers, but how could she know. What
she said next, has haunted me, and always will. How did she know; was this
just some huge fantastic coincidence, or was it really a voice from beyond? No,
it could not be, she finished by saying, Rosa that is, through Doris' body, that if we ever wished to
pray to her, to ask her protection, that we should remember that her name was LaRosa, and not Rosa. I have gone cold again, just retelling it, and it happened
so many years ago. There
was no possible or physical way that she, LaRosa, could know of our forbidden
antics, unless she had been there, protecting us from demonic possession. |
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