[Closed] Eleven times have i died in the occult

Here we are, talking about some shitty stuff…because, I have fallen - and damn nearly, beyond hellfire - died in the occult…basically, early on - in my own studies, from the hell - shit - fire…poltergiest monster ghost, attacks…that awaken in the astral, and beyond - when you attempt to greatly awaken…and the damn thing, attack with huge force (…I wanted a huge awakening - so that explains…that.)

It was also very hardly - worth entertaining the idea, of what was going on, because I have businesses I need to run, and fucking thing…really tore me apart, with real - actual…life terror, fear - and that was just…black magick, influence to keep me down. Even though it felt like I was - severely seriously, dying at the time…and you just have to figure out, how to keep out - of the fire, and out of…harms way, somehow.

All of that felt…beyond shit - just saying. But it felt and - was - very very…bad.

But I am beyond all of that now, and I have learned that the dark forces, of (not just the internet - with nasty, heinous images - and comments…about my work - which are entirely banned people now…across facebook, youtube and many other platforms…) and that can surely, be meaningful - but entirely suck - all…the same. I have felt - the devils keen, sting up my ass - very hardcore…and that was just, normal daily - stuff to deal with - and heal out from.

I have also felt - very love stricken influence situations, where others - are attempting a certain lovely - heartfelt angle on me…trying to kill me at, certain weak points - and the fucking thing…just went to shit - because…those are all, fake - made up people - just influenced to try to keep…me off my guard. That was entirely impossible as well.

I want to say that I did alright - but did I…really, do anything good - in these situations…? - and my answer now is clearly, fine…and beyond good, and alright. Although - who knows when the shit is going down, and it feels like very - hardcore heinous, blood - enriched - shit…just piling up more life problems, on my angle - this whole…bloodlust time. And these were all just smalle enemies to deal with - just…the fucking same.

They were - certainly most all - assholes, that held certain masks at different times…and it was entirely, off track - thinking that was…nothing grand or certain - or remotely, even great - ever.

Others might have, warmly - welcomed me, and warned me of the darkness - and the nightshade - dark sides…but that was, not enough - or even remotely the point. I wanted to feel the rush, of gore…and quietly and, assuredly - evolve - past…all of that nonsense - as quickly, as feasibly possible. All of that set aside now - and I feel golden…

…and I can - still nearly count - all eleven, or more - bloodlust, vaguely…and beyond horror, brutally…stupid, and bad situations - in which, I greatly felt…like I damned near died…because it sucks, but that was my olden, occult experiences - and very deathly, damned - outrageous situation…hazard…feelings -

…of even dealing with the devils - and the greater qliphoth, in a more - thorough and personal, although infinite way.

Death was nothing more, than a beginning - and it really hurts, to pain - into dying away like that. So I just recommend - all to keep…smothering yourselves, silly - and just…keep dying like I did…into brand new, theatre results - because I also write about my life experiences as well…and it has certainly been - a hellfire blast, this whole way…even up, to this very - point in my life.