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Post by Angaridatha on Sept 24, 2004 0:53:23 GMT -5
So, what's everyone's take on the two? Do you believe in demons or devils? And angels? Do they incarnate? Are they astral? What do you believe and why? Just curious... *smiles enigmatically*
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Post by Saiok Tarek on Sept 24, 2004 8:45:05 GMT -5
*snicker*
This is SO going to be a great topic.
I believe that angels, deamons, devils, etc. are very physical. But, as with every being, they also can exist on the Astral Plane.
*shit-eating grin*
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Post by Marius Morningstar on Sept 24, 2004 15:48:20 GMT -5
I once had a dream in which I was with a group of people and I slayed 2 of the children of Lilith...she was pissed.
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Post by Angaridatha on Sept 24, 2004 21:45:55 GMT -5
In my beliefs, angels and demons are indeed physically incarnate. Sometimes they don't realize it, especially on the angel side, but they carry out their missions nonetheless under silent guidance that embeds itself in their subconscious.
However, few sources corroborate this because few are so bold as to say that angels or demons would incarnate as humans. It implies that humanity is of a greater material, and that's widely shunned.
Not all are incarnate, of course, I believe that there is a hierarchy of angels, and the greater angels never incarnate at all. Or if they do it would have to be a very special occasion. However, I think that there are people who incarnate with less of a mission to learn (though they do have distinct and important lessons) and more of a mission to aid those who might turn. I'm still investigating the subject.
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Post by Saiok Tarek on Sept 26, 2004 15:20:19 GMT -5
Usually Deamons take human form as often as possible.
It serves their purposes better.
Not all Angels and Deamons act as they are intended to act.
Since I know them better, I shall speak for the Deamons. Though they may be given orders, or have a set purpose, Deamons do not have to follow them. Of course, this is their nature. They do as they please.
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Post by themightyjenjen on Feb 7, 2005 0:24:53 GMT -5
Okay- well I believe I have encountered both on my adventures in this life time. Let me start with the demon side first- cause well- its much interesting and still has me perplexed. Before I became closed I was overwhelmed by all the things around me that I couldn't explain or trust to tell those around me. I lived in the middle of nowhere between South Amana and Homestead, there were no lights on the gravel cul de sac. No one came down the road unless they were my family or my nieghbors- a middle aged couple who raised bees and chicken and had a huge organic garden. But there was at least a football field size space between our homes. I was often alone at night, my step father on business, my brother with friends and my mother in Cedar Rapids at work. I could feel eyes on me from the windows always, always being watched. I turned on the out door lights but still they watched. I often thought they were the spirits of the Indians. I knew they had been there at one time for our nieghbors had uncovered thousands of arrow heads from their property. I tried to rationalize what I was sensing, my mother told me I was paranoid and took me to the doctor- they did nothing. I stopped talking about it, but it got worse, I felt as if the walls of the house were the only thing to keep the throngs of spirits- some of them angery, murderous even from attacking me, I broke down one night and called my boyfriend who knew and understood nothing of witchcraft or my psychic abilities therein. He was panicing and drove out to my house, I laid on the floor of my living room sobbing, wanting to scream for them to leave, and stop bothering me. I could literally hear this low roar of all of them talking at me. Nothing made sense and some of them like I said were so angery. My boyfriend arrived, and was obviously shaken. He had never seen me cry like this, or scared at all. He carried me to bed and sat there on my bed until I was nearly asleep, kissed my forehead and went home. Then next day I went to see the nurse, unknowingly- shes Catholic- I mean like CATHOLIC. I wanted some info on stress. anxiety reduction, yoga helped but I need more- well I ended up divulging what was really going on with me- all expect the witchcraft part- and she stared me right in the eye and told me she knew that demons were after me, they were all around my house and that I needed Christ in my life to scare them away. Needless to say I avoided the nurse from then on. The next demonic encounter is somewhat of a soap opera, but think some 'demonic' force may have been at play. It all started in the spring of 2003. I had been living on my own for a couple years, and I had been working at a daycare in Iowa City for almost a year. I wanted to start 'coming out of the broom closet' but just as I had that planned, the ole villiage idiot- 'Dubya" was going to war with Iraq- and I began to see how ignorant my coworkers were. I stood in the perverbial door way of the broom closet. Neither in nor out. Then we hired some new part time teacher at the daycare, and one chef. The chef knew tarot- however- was very 'by the book' and the other, Katie, was just an overbarring bitch. However at that point I was only half aware of this. I got pressured into moving out of my beautiful first apartment into a $23k trailor Katie's 'daddy' wrote her a check for. But everyone told me that having a roomate is cheaper. Not when said roomie puts your name on everything and talks on the phone 23hrs a day and demands full cable- so I was stuck with a bad roomie- at least my highschool friend Teresa was living two doors down, fellow pagan to boot! This bad roomie, started out as a budding psychic- she wanted to have folks pay her so much and she'd tell so much, and by all means she was good at that. She had a ghost in her old apartment, who was quite noisy, in fact I was tone deaf by the time we left- but that is a whole nother story. She wanted to start a paranormal research group. Most of the stuff she claimed about ghosts was just stupid to me, like they only haunt between certain hours... and while every ghost she encounters is a demon, while anytime another feels a negetive entity its their imagination because as she says " only .4% of ghost are negetive so you'll never meet one" I would love to see her sources- ( no I wouldn't -her ass is pretty scary) She claimed to have been previously possesed by demons and to have seen a 'wall demon'. So you now understand why I have reason to think shes an avid watcher of Charmed but perhaps one nugget sort of a happy meal. But there were things I cannot explain by her being nuts, one night she being 23 or so was trying to fuck a 16 year old boy- I was not cool with that but didn't want to start a fight with a 6'4'' 400 lbs woman.... ( I am so not kidding) so to fuck with her I threw a piece of ice at her, and she caught it and her eyes got huge, like she was having pain, and she let out this scream, it sounded like everyone in the trailor- there were like 6 of us, were all screaming at once, together, but it was just her. A deafening silence ensued. The guys left and she went to bed at 6pm... a little later, when we were as she considered 'investigating' a cemetary- ( which to her meant picking on and driving there and shooting photos, and going home- no real investiagating anything) well I can sense energy and while I was closed then I wasn't stupid either, her friend or her would always always act like they were possesed but could always make out stuff like, "you're stretching my shirt, or don't scratch my car." They were destructive to cemetary property when they did this and I was embarressed to be with them. One night, while at home- her male friend came over alone, this time he had a very very negetive feel to him, and he didn't knock, he walked in - into a door I expressedly locked because I knew Katie wasn't coming home. I came out and he was just standing there looking down the hall at me, I wanted to kick him out right then, but what I know understand to be spirit guides- told me to be very very careful in everything I did, that it looked like the male friend but was not really him, he did nothing destructive, just simply asked for Katie, I explained she was not home yet. He walked toward me, and almost thru me and as I moved out of his wake I felt like I could be killed any second, something told me not to pick up anything that could be a weapon. He went into my room, that my friend Teresa and I had cleansed and protected over and over- I wondered if it would have an effect on him. I went into my room, and stood near my bed, he didn't even seem notice me, he was sitting in my chair and I could almost hear a gutteral grow, and it was getting worse the closer I came. I was a threat- I broke the tension by saying his name, trying to maybe snap him out of it- it sorta worked, at least till I could get him out of the trailor. After that I don't care. I cleansed the hall and everything, it was as if he sucked my area dry of engery, leaving a negtive film. I was shaken. A few days later, the male friend was back at it, the descructive pretend play. If there was a demon involved he was having alot of fun with these blundering idiots. At least I had three supporters, three very genuine people, Brandon, Teresa and myself. Teresa was very proficient with dosing rods and Brandon caught on quickly. When Katie got ahold of the pair of rods Teresa gave me, she used them on herself- and came to her conclusion that she was in fact a 'portal to hell' and was half demon. Whatever she was, I got the hell out of there the night she went after me physically, once again my young life got flipped upside down.... But lets back up a few years... After my run in with the nurse, I had learned to close out the prying eyes and voices to a point, two days prior to this encounter, there had been a speaker for the highschool, Myself and my friend Dawn were sound and lightening coordinators for the auditiorium and went to set up. When we got up into the nest however there was a boy up there looking rather lost in the cords. He was problably in his early 20's he introduced himself as Josh, Dawn and I intoduced oursevles and took over from there. Well the ass hole of a speaker was ended rather aburptly and that was that. Fast foward to the next evening, it was about 9pm or so and dark out, the knock was on the front door which is odd as there is no way to the front door, but my brother answered and it was Josh- for me. I did not believe the story he told me about looking my address up- he never had a last name and the area was so out there and new that there is no way he could have found it like that, the strangest part was when on our walk, we had reached the top of the gravel road hill, before it turned the forest to one side and a corn field to the other stretching out as far as one could see, and a field behind us, we were all alone, the sky was amazing, it seemed to be hanging right above our heads, he asked me if I had ever seen a shooting star- I hadn't -he turned to face me and looked right at me as he raised his arm to the sky behind him and said while staring at me- one for you as he traced with his finger the path of a shooting star, I gasped shocked and giggling, as he smiled wide and said "and one for me" and traced another. I was so amazed it didn't seem real. Over the next few weeks we got closer, almost sexual- but I ended it because he would not give me pertinant information, like last names, living situation, education, family info. Which, given the fascinating things I have learned he may very well have been some sort of naughty angel. But I don't know. I guess its for everyone to figure out. Yo- the fae fae who writes too much- jenjen
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Post by Angaridatha on Feb 8, 2005 4:20:49 GMT -5
ROFL A naughty angel. Well I suppose there are some of us that are fairly naughty *chews innocently on thumb* My grandmother had an experience with a random non-incarnate angel the other day. This man in army fatigues was waiting for her at the post office, she is very ill and isn't supposed to be driving but she's more bullheaded than I am, even. (yeah, I'm not kidding). Anyway, he helped her to her car and when she turned around to thank him he was gone. I have since found out which order and rank he is and thanked him, but that's another story entirely. I guess any "naughty angel" story wouldn't be complete without talk of the nephilim. You see, there are fallen angels. They're slightly bitchy and behave at times not unlike deamons, for they are creatures of the dark. Usually, depending on their rank and personality, incarnate/situationally incarnate angels won't pull random shit, they get their kicks off of helping people. Tricksters are usually more likely to be faerie types (sorry JenJen) or certain greys, in my experience. Your typical angel doesn't have it in em. (or shouldn't, if they mess with you you tell me, I have connections...)
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Post by the Godfather DonoVan on Feb 8, 2005 14:29:58 GMT -5
so the Shane has a questions .. is there a difference, other than spelling, between .. on Demons - Daemons? because I just don't know I mean when I rped on the internet there were .. one was just different entirely .. I'm not making any asumtions right now because I know that what I was doing was entertainment only .. I just want to know for sure
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Post by themightyjenjen on Feb 9, 2005 17:19:10 GMT -5
Somthing that I didn't add into my story- is his behaviour after I told him to leave me alone- he stalked me- he came over every single night and called every single day- for two weeks- until my darling little brother (that's sarcasim -that is) sat outside at night all done up in his 'spy' gear and a can of soda with his pellet gun- waiting for a target- from that night on he never came back. I remember being alone one night ( before lil bro sat out with gun) and sensing that he was coming, I sat infront of my bed and cried- because I knew I had pissed him off and I was so afriad of what he would do if he knew I was alone. I heard the tires on the gravel, and held my breath until it was gone. But he wasn't entirly nocturnal- I did see him once during the day- he came to my highschool and picked me up and we went to the park. However in terms of being an angel- the only reason I would think that was his somewhat neurotic love of Christ- that bothered me worse than anything about him- he talked of angels and satan and God and Jesus all the time- he was obessed. eeep- writing this is giving me the spine shivers.... -JenJen
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Post by Angaridatha on Feb 13, 2005 19:12:47 GMT -5
Oh god. no, no living angel worth their wings would perform such behavior. Not if they were awake. Angels have the inexplicable need to be good. Coming from experience. We're not by any means perfect, but our conscience is very active and we have a very difficult time being inappropriate or evil. (I even until just recently had trouble playing evil characters on video games. Still, if given the choice I will always choose the light, which disgusts saiok. )
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