Yeah, I really don’t believe it. I would consider it if my past family members have also experienced some kind of mental psychosis. Also, every misfortune my family has gone through has been down by their hand and not by strange or unusual circumstances.
I do know that demons are sent out to attack certain persons, but other people’s feelings against me only have an effect if I take it personally and allow myself to put energy into it. I have met people who suck out all of the energy out of you like vampires though, the kind of people who make you feel physically tired being around while doing their best trying to make you feel lesser than them. Criticism should help strengthen one’s character, not break it down do dust.
Some of these entities look human, and many look like a mashed mix of other things — some with the heads of creatures that look like animals, some bipedal while others not perhaps if I can describe one of them that I was able to see clearly in a dream I had before I decided to let go.
The head had a face that was long like the face of a bull skeleton, and its nose was even an indentation like that of a skull. The eyes were very human, and they were gold in color. On the head, some protrusions that remind me of the wall illustrations of Set, there were four instead of two, however. She had skin that reminded me of a green river stone. Thin body that had very long legs, like a satyr.
My usual visions of them are abstract, but I can see colors, main details, and if they come close enough, I can see them more clearly. They can take any shape they want, but I always prefer to ask them to be in their own shape. Strangely, I have to admit; I think most of them are very beautiful.
I have come across ones that have frightened me and made it very evident that they were harmful. He liked to stand in doorways. He smelled of rotting meat and something like bad eggs. He looked like someone skinned a dog and bent its body in a way so that it would stand like a man. It wore the skin of a long-haired dog or a man very loosely. I remember that he had white eyes like they were blind, and he used to whisper the worst things. Things that our imagination does not even want to dive into, primarily about the dark pleasures and abuses people have done to others and various molestation and manipulation methods. Telling me to kill myself.
That is something I do not miss. My interaction with that thing. It was the first time I ever saw an entity that gave off a definite smell.
I have two light red marks on my left arm that look like the runes othela and a backward ansuz if you want to help me solve that puzzle.
and you will find the answer.