the azazel diaries | part 1
feburary ? 2020
i denounced islam months after i turned seventeen. i decided to finally take part in my interest in witchcraft and magick. around feburary of 2020 is when i first started and probably was at my peak.
i worked on my clairsentience—which looking back was the best thing i did along with daily meditations. i was also interested in getting an incubus, and did a LOI but i probably did it unsuccessfully. regardless, this is about azazel.
i read about azazel here and was reading the book of azazel just a lil. i had no intention of working nor really contacting azazel.
i somewhat can’t recall how this happened or the events leading up to my encounter w azazel and i think i wrote it down somewhere but it was intense.
it was when i was asleep and when i woke up i had sleep paralysis. usually i would move a little and freak myself out but in this case either i was too tired to care or i was in a zen state. i look over at the edge of my bed and in all black (couldn’t make out a face or anything) goat horns and super FUCKIN tall like 7ft+ at least. was starring down at me. i knew and i don’t know how i knew but it was azazel.
i don’t know how i had the balls nor the courage bur i wasn’t scared shitless like i thought i would be to in full body see something over my fuckin bed. i remember i looked at him, still sleepy as ever and gave a smile. at this point i think i was out of sleep paralysis and i reached my hand out to him, offering his hand but then i put my head back down on my pillow gave him another smile and went to bed.
i didn’t fucking process what happened till the next morning and i was so shocked. holy shit.
this is my 1 out of couple encounters w azazel.
this image and another one is the best way i can describe his form.
if anyone else has seen him in this form please lmk.
