Hentyos is a demon out of E.A. Koetting’s book of Azazel under the house of Anatael. The reason why he was the first spirit to work with is because yesterday while having the book next to me, something, moved on a page and flashed briefly. When I looked down, I saw Hentyos. Hentyos creates great changes in people’s mental issues and deconstruct and resolve negative situations by increasing the souls vibrational rate. I figure I could consult him over such things.
When I called called him was early this morning (during a bad thunderstorm outside, very dramatic) which lasted from 6:18am to 6:48am; 38 minutes. I didn’t have a traditional circle of pacts but rather drew in chalk the horned triangle with the three circles on it and placed in on the floor so my kitchen chair could be placed over it and faced East so I could write the conversation on my kitchen table. I didn’t have 4 black candles but used 2 red candles and placed my black skull censor in from of me before lighting the incense.
I want to make clear hear that I didn’t intentionally go into this set up haphazardly but rather used whatever elements that were available. In fact I was inspired to use one of the cardboard planks by the same force that had something flash on the spirit’s page.
I guess the spirits don’t care for such an approach so as long as you either intend to make it formal eventually which only plays a part in strengthening your bond with them.
My throat was dry and so I drank 2 swallows of water and took a few breaths to focus myself before sitting in my chair of the ‘triangle of pacts’.
I opened using the incantation: ALASH TAD AL-ASH TAL ASHTU. I said the words aloud and repeated the mantra over and over again. While doing this, I saw a vision that I was somewhere underground where there were huge tree roots and my voice carried there. The second vision was that of a man, black shadow man with my face and a fluid-like blue aura around him standing 300 ft from my door at the corner in the rain. Then I heard a car horn outside, neighbor’s foot traffic before hearing a few knocks inside of my kitchen freezer. I repeated the incantation until I felt the urge to stop and look at the sigil.
I called the spirit’s name (mentally of course because it was early in the morning and I didn’t want to further the chance of confirming that my neighbor’s share house with a diabolist. Anyway, I called the spirit’s name a few times and heard him/her/it address me. And then I looked into the incense smoke and saw a 9 ft. green fish man. He had on red and white striped tank top and huge muscular arms with the head of a fish like a bass. The only thing was he had six eyes. And he was sitting on something in the dark mouth of a underground cavern. While talking to him, there were black things like tadpoles or something that was swirling in the back ground. I couldn’t tell what they were but the moment I had noticed them, my legs, back and head began to sweat but it was 80 degrees in my apartment.
The spirit was honest and respectful but found that as the communication went on, so much was happening that I had to stop writing to continue on… There was a moment lasting five minutes where it felt like my brain was in a bottle of water and it was hard to really gather my thoughts but it passed. Interestingly enough, the presence from the spirit or a side effect of the whole experience produced such a pressure on or in my stomach as if the water that I had drunk solidified and it felt like my stomach was going to burst. I had to thank the spirit and end the session by repeating the words that had allow me to gain access.