Dream Warfare Journal
...What I tell you in darkness, speak ye in light: and what ye hear in the ear, preach ye upon the housetops...
...What I tell you in darkness, speak ye in light: and what ye hear in the ear, preach ye upon the housetops...
These are personal testimonial pages of mine where I've decided to journalize every supernatural encounter that I can recall (mostly lucid dreams), throughout my life. The vast majority of them began when I became serious in my Christian walk (around 2009) and started researching and taking God's Word seriously; especially concerning the existence of Satan and demons.
March, 2015 (around 4 a.m.)
This is quite a vivid testimony, in the sense that there was much going on. It also felt to have lasted a significantly longer amount of time than others.
This also importantly showcases how Satan uses music to lead away and deceive many.
Prior to falling asleep and experiencing this encounter, I was pleading the blood of Jesus in my mind and commanding demons (in a general sense) to "enter the pit", over and over. It was early morning hours, about 4 am, or so. Just upon dozing off, I heard this audible, hushed voice hiss out something like "oh sh--!".
...upon coming to in lucid-dream state, I was in this wide-open house containing hard wood floors, and with multiple rooms. I immediately saw demons of varying forms surrounding me within my line of sight.
Suddenly -- and as a fan of music I'm being very genuine and candid here -- the absolute BEST heavy metal music starting blasting out from somewhere in this house (no TV or anything was turned on in my physical bedroom, btw). It was unlike anything I've yet heard on the radio or Internet, nor on any CD that I used to own. It had just the perfect strumming guitar and bass chords and this staccato-like, intense bass drum beat that I've yet to hear any heavy metal/hard rock drummer pull off. ...it would've made something like Metallica or Slayer or [insert your favorite band here] seem tame or even amateurish, by comparison.
As this sheer adrenaline-pumping song started booming, I felt compelled by a "higher authority" to start "cleaning house" and fighting these things. I (as I thought...) commanded the "armor of God" to be placed upon me, with something I recall resembling a white short sword representing the "sword of the Spirit".
In my unrestrained soul/spirit body, I proceeded to go to war. Strikes...back elbows and head butts to ward off attacks from behind me; I felt like Rambo cleaning house. At one point, I recall peering down into the hallway into this pitch-dark room on the first door to the right. The door creaked open as this tall, menacing...shadow-form thing manifested from the darkness and just stood from inside (I get creeped just recalling it). That seemed to be the room where this supernatural metal song was booming from.
At this point, my memory gets sketchy. I candidly recall after a certain point of fighting, though, that something just wasn't...right, and that I was being led along. Upon thinking this, I called out to the higher power urging/governing me and shouted, "Did Jesus Christ come in the flesh?!"
...the action stopped. And after a momentary passing of time I now found myself in a bedroom lying on a king-sized bed.
And not alone.
To articulate this as cleanly as possible, I was surrounded on this bed by a harem of demons taking the forms of ghastly attractive, naked women. I say "ghastly" in the sense of their manifested perversion. To illustrate: One darker-skinned woman had an unnaturally widened pubic region in the shape of a bat (i.e. the hairline unnaturally stretched out across her hips). I didn't stay on that bed very long! My memory gets sketchy here again, but I believe I spoke something to one of these women off the side near a room closet (shamefully, I think I gave in to temptation here; from which the Holy Spirit mercifully pulled me out).
I awoke from this shortly after.
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To summarize this vivid encounter: Satan knows his music, and is indeed a master at composing something, of any genre, that will entice and draw away people. Anywhere you go (e.g. the front page of YouTube), you can see this clearly.
He'll also combine this with any and every other form of perversion (sexual being among the most prominent) to enhance the snare.
This recent lucid dream encounter I had was bizarre.
At one point, I was outside in the front yard of my old house I lived in growing up, staring up at a thick gray storming sky. Prior, I was being attacked by demons which took the forms of odd, inanimate-shaped objects. After I stepped outside, I stared up toward the grey stormy sky and yelled something like, "God! I need your help! What do I do?!"
Immediately afterwards, a giant rainbow appeared directly above my head in the sky, spanning outwards in both directions. I began gazing into this rainbow, and was taken into another lucid dream.
I came to submerged within a body of water, located within the main city limits area of my town.
This part was even more bizarre, and involved me entering into this very long, enclosed water slide as I heard a large storm rumbling from the outside. As I recall, more oddly-formed demons eventually appeared in this water slide and began harassing me. Some began also taking human forms.
At one point in all of this, I somehow entered a certain wide-open room where a short-haired man wearing a white t-shirt and jeans was in. I asked him "Did Jesus Christ come in the flesh?".
He, without hesitation, answered me "Yes.".
At this point, I was so relieved to hear a 'yes' answer for once that I almost cried! It distracted me though, after which more demons appeared and began continuing their harassment. At one point, I lost sight of this man and actually asked a similar looking man, in a darker t-shirt, if Jesus Christ came in the flesh. This one hesitated and began giving an answer which was not an emphatic 'yes'. I knew to turn immediately away.
March 11, 2015
What follows below is one of two testimonial accounts in which I was confronted with spirits that took abnormally large forms. The Bible, in the Old Testament, makes frequent mention of beings called giants (whose origin is indicated in Genesis chapter 6). Through my continued Scripture studies and experiences, there seems to be a significant correlation between demonic spirits and the global flood account recorded in Genesis.
I have my strong suspicions about these beings, but I'll wait for the Holy Spirit to confirm them to me.
Here's the first account:
As I became lucid in my dream, I found myself in the front area of this church, on the grass, and had intended to step inside (I perceived this, for some reason, to be a Methodist Church?). However, I immediately noticed this abnormally tall person (male, who also briefly appeared to be with someone) appear and begin approaching me. He grinned with a hint of a sneer and pointed at me.
His form was at least 14 ft tall and lanky, wearing jeans and a long sleeve shirt with a short sleeve underneath it. It wore a hairstyle of reddish hair parted down the middle and came a bit down past its ears.
Through the Holy Spirit, I perceived this wasn't a friendly spirit (demon) and began to ask it if Jesus Christ came in the flesh (1 John 4:1). A brief answer, I believe, came, which wasn't a 'yes'. I started to experience fear but suppressed as best as I could, when I began firmly walking toward it and said the following, "Your end is the lake of fire with your father, the devil!"
I was now standing directly in front of it, with the top of my head not even reaching its belt line.
"It burns with sulfur!", I then added.
Immediately after declaring this, the being cried out in pain and hunched over.
I awoke just after this.
In this dream episode, I recall being in my old bedroom from an apartment I had lived in with another friend, back in '09. This was another dream where demons were attacking, yet there was a unique detail here which warrants mention.
At one point, I had looked outside my bedroom window and observed the sky. There was a thick blackness, like a blanket, over the entire visible skyline that was in an eerie, settled state. This kind of blackness went far beyond, say, an ominous storm cluster of cumulonimbus clouds. It was uniform, thick blackness.
May, 2015 (before 6 a.m.)
This testimony, to sum it up in one word, will be: Bizarre. Nonetheless, I ask all believers who are about to read this (as well as all of my other testimonies) to pray for discernment.
I remember walking in a place which looked like a downtown area of a town or city. As I was walking, I noticed a group of tall people (all over 7 ft) off to my left side coming closer to me. I immediately felt fearful, yet suppressed it as best as I could and approached one of them, who looked African American. I recall introducing myself and shaking "his" hand (not sure why I did this; likely to suppress fear).
After this is where it gets bizarre. Suddenly, this group of male forms grew taller (10-11ft) and proceeded to perform this broadway-like musical performance -- right in front of my eyes -- that glorified male-on-male homosexuality. This scene that played out before me, in this downtown area setting, literally looked like something that could have aired on prime time television (e.g. American Idol).
(also, there was no TV or stereo playing in my bedroom, in the physical. This occurred sometime in the early morning, well before 6 am).
The giant beings, now dressed in designer tailored suits, danced in sync with one another to a catchy, jazz orchestration which seemed to emanate from the entire area. While engaging in this choreography, they also sang lyrics to go along with this jazz music. I distinctly recall, verbatim, one line of chorus which was sung:
♫Get some strange, man!
Dump that girl for your man!♫
^ While the above chorus was being sung, I saw one of the giants embrace from behind, and then roughly push away, what looked like a shorter female off to the side, as he then intimately embraced another tall male figure of around the same height (these actions were also synced with the music).
I can't recall any more details at the moment. I do remember that once the whole bizarre thing ended, I asked the Holy Spirit out-loud if it could replay in order to recall the lyrics. I remember the entire thing playing out again in a similar fashion, to which I was able to memorize the chorus line that was sung.
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As stated, this was bizarre. And as with every testimony on here, I testify to the body of Christ that I actually witnessed this play out in front of me; and that I've recalled it on here to the best of my ability.
June 15, 2015 (around 4-5 a.m.)
Prior to trying to fall back asleep this morning, I was experiencing the "air frequency disturbance" again. I wasn't as afraid this time, as I prayed for the Lord to send His angels to assist my guardian angels to protect me and the family against whatever was placing itself in the area.
After briefly dreaming again, I woke up once more and dozed off. From here, I was hearing this audible, very strange voice speaking something to me. It sounded like multiple voices-in-one. There was also this "whaw-whaw-whaw-whaw" sound, similar to what one would hear on an old, 1980s or 90s television, when set to a scrambled channel that wasn't getting good cable signal.
After hearing something like "farewell", the presence left and I awoke.
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I know it's the enemy trying to pull something...I just don't exactly know what. It was like it was trying to pass off as an extra-terrestrial alien force, or something.
I found myself in a Walmart store (very much like the Super Center in our town...does this represent a strong hold?) in clear lucid-state. I was near the back of the store near a bin in an aisle way when I began to be gently moved up and down different aisle ways, and in and out of the shelving aisles (I perceived this to be the Holy Spirit). As I was being brought down the main back aisle, I became surrounded by people, of whom I perceived many of them to be demons (or, maybe, demon-possessed?).
Instead of being on-guard this time and ready to fight (as in, by my own power), I sought here to simply trust God with whatever happened and began pleading the Blood of Jesus upon every person that passed by me, as I was gently being led around.
Two noteworthy things in particular that I remembered here: One, I first came across this old-looking man who was wearing a brownish/tan flannel shirt, whom I perceived to be evil. I plead the Blood of Jesus over him -- and he appeared to not like what I was doing.
I continued pleading in prayer as I then, with my right hand, grabbed his left arm--
In what felt like a great electrical jolt (minus the pain, mysteriously), this evil old man instantaneously jerked away from me -- as I was still holding his now-severed left arm! He had already generated an extra limb (with clothing) by the time I looked at him again. The gentle leading then continued as I kept at it and plead the Blood of Jesus upon every form of human being that I approached and passed by.
Near the end of all this, I passed by the form of a young boy on my left-hand side; no older than 5 or 6. I plead over him, and he responded to me with something like "who is Jesus?". I responded something in kind, "He is our Lord and Savior, who takes our sins away. You'll live with Him in His Kingdom, forever." As I started to be led away again, I started weeping and remember seeing three more young children ahead of me (all boys, if I recall) as the dream ended.
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I think that old man was a demon taking the form of a person in order to deceive me (I still don't quite know for sure why they seem so intent, or even enjoy, taking the deceptive forms of humans). This being clearly did not like me pleading the Blood of Jesus, nor grabbing his arm. It was almost like the massive "jolt" was a defense mechanism initiated on his part. My vision was even momentarily jumbled as this occurred. When my vision become stable, the form of the old man was now a couple of feet away from me as I was still holding his left arm (kind of like how a lizard will detach itself from its tail when held by a predator).
The old man's arm, as stated, appeared to immediately regenerate (clothing, and all).
it was also very interesting that I grabbed his left arm with my right hand (since I'm left-handed). It may possibly have had a spiritual significance and correlation with Jesus Christ sitting on the right hand of the Father!
September 20, 2015 (around 12-1 am)
My lucid dream began with me in my brother's bedroom of our house (in which we recently just completed a room swap). The room was completely lit and I began by pleading the Blood of Jesus over me and taking authority over Psalm 91, requesting a legion of angels to surround me in a hedge of protection. I then exited the bedroom and entered our narrow hallway, turning right and down toward the living room. I was entirely lucid here, confident in the Lord's protection, and keeping a sharp eye out for demon spirits.
At the end of the hallway, I turned right into the living room and closely observed the area. Unlike in the natural, there was no furniture present, and no large window along the far wall (showing off the front yard). Instead, there was a large mirror placed high on the wall. I peered into this and initially didn't see my reflection, which did then appear momentarily afterward. Closely observing my reflection, I noticed nothing unusual about me (no black hats, bow ties, etc.), and no other spiritual beings present, either. Satisfied, I turned around and went back toward the hallway, now turning right into the back bedroom (where my mother's room was).
This door was shut, and I cautiously opened it before entering. Once inside, I immediately noticed two closets off to my left side (only one exists in the natural). There was also no furniture in here either, save for my mom's dresser along the close-end wall to my right. I approached this dresser and proceeded to pull open a specific cabinet. After I swung this door open, I then proceeded to start grabbing and tossing out various dark-colored articles of clothes (blacks, purples, etc.).
I awoke soon after doing this.
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Later on this day (I'm now awake), I shared this lucid-dream vision with my Mom, and how the experience ended with me tossing out dark-colored clothes out of one of her drawers. In the natural, this particular drawer contained two photo albums which she had purchased at an auction, a few years back. Within each of these photo albums (from the WWII era) were a couple of pages that contained pornographic images of women. Some of these images were inserts that were apparently included in cigarette packs, while others were modeling photos where the women were posed and in various states of undress.
I was allowed to take these images and burn them out in our back yard.
The Lord, certainly, calls for obedience and sanctification!
September 25, 2015 (around 12 am)
I recall being in my current house, within the hallway area right between the kitchen and living room. I was in the process of doing considerable house cleaning (taking out trash and washing down the floors, I believe).
At some point, a CD player turned on in the kitchen that began playing a song by a band named Godsmack called 'Bad religion' (I was introduced to this band through friends when I was around 15). This version that played in my dream, though, was much more unsettling. The instruments sounded washed out, and were overwhelmed by this...loud, unsettling monotone-ish, bass-like strumming (tough to describe...). The vocalist was also very different here, as it was similar to someone deeply roaring/growling out the lyrics instead of singing them.
After a short while of this song playing, I said out loud [I recall there were one or two people there in the house with me. Not entirely sure if they were demon or angel spirits] something like "this song just isn't appropriate", and went over to the small blue CD player (something that we used to own, in the physical) and opened the tray, taking the CD out. The cover of the CD was completely white, save for something that looked like a flame of fire designed around the middle. With the CD now in my left hand, I proceeded to bend it in half and squeeze, attempting to shatter it in two. I recall it being quite tough to do, and was rather surprised at the difficulty. I believe, though, that I at least managed to bend it enough to permanently damage it.
Afterwards, I took the damaged CD into the utility room, where I had a bag of trash collected in the center of the room (nothing else seemed to be present in that room), which was toppled over and spilling out some onto the floor. I threw the CD in the trash bag and proceeded to pick up the rest of the spilled-over contents back into it. From here, this part of the dream ended...
October 5, 2015 (around 6 a.m.)
As I recall, I was with whom I believed to be my grandfather and he had taken us out to this cave deep past the outskirts of town (we had to travel quite far, through rocky wilderness terrain).
We reached the entrance to this large cave with a pitch-black entrance, where club music could be audibly heard strumming from within. Once at this point, I recall the person claiming to be my grandfather trying to convince me to enter in and learn about the gay lifestyle. He was trying to persuade me that I was somehow spiritually "tainted" and that I had to enter inside, to experience things for myself. I strongly objected, countering that the Blood of Jesus was enough to cover me against all such things. From here, he persisted further, as I could begin to hear the club music more loudly [my room was silent in the physical].
I recall strongly objecting with the name of Jesus, with the following exchange verbatim, below.
"I'm NOT going in there!" I told my "grandpa".
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Hahahahahahahahahahaha... <--- I heard higher pitched, imp-like laughter ringing in my ears as I woke up.
October 31, 2015 (around 7-8 a.m.)
I recall being outside in my front yard (current house) with my brother. We both had weed eaters and were in the process of trimming the grass. I recall warning him to be on the lookout for snakes. My mom was with us, as well [I do not know whether or not these were familiar spirits, in disguise]. I also remember my "mom" warning me about snakes being nearby too, as I was in the middle of the yard operating the weed eater.
At one point, a man in a white delivery vehicle (similar to an ice cream truck, in size and shape) pulled up and conversed with me (I can't recall further details). I remember, apparently, cleaning part of his vehicle's exposed interior while I was still standing outside of it, still in my yard. My "brother" was to the left of me. Suddenly, there was a flood of extremely hot, somewhat soapy water over the yard, about a foot high. I remarked on the water's hot temperature and warned my "brother" not to stand too close to the grass due to snakes leaving the yard because of the heat.
As soon as he moved out of the way, I turned and looked down into the water to see a large-sized, dark grey python fixed on me as his head poked out of the water. I recall attempting to strike at it, only for it to bite down deep into my left outer arm, just below the wrist. I could feel its fangs penetrating into me, yet I felt no physical sensation of pain.
I woke up soon after, but immediately recalled and took authority of the Scripture (Acts 28:3-5) where the snake bit Paul and caused no damage or pain.
...(3)And when Paul had gathered a bundle of sticks, and laid on the fire, there came a viper out of the heat, and fastened on his hand. (4)And when the barbarians saw the beast hang on his hand, they said among themselves, No doubt this man is a murderer, whom, though he hath escaped the sea, yet vengeance suffereth not to live. (5)And he shook off the beast into the fire, and felt no harm...
November 13, 2015 (around 7 am)
I recall walking down a long, somewhat crooked school hallway corridor which had classroom doors along either side. I got the clear impression I was located underground. Some of the classrooms, as I walked by, had the doors mostly creaked open to where I could see a lit classroom inside (but no visible students or faculty). I recall going up a small set of steps (with a hand support rail in the middle) and shortly thereafter reaching the end of this corridor -- which became abruptly more narrow and leading to a dead end with a closed wooden door, blocking access to a pitch black room.
From here, I turned around and started walking back to the opposite direction.
As I was walking back, I recall passing by people (in the form of Jr high/high school students) whom I did not feel safe around. One, in particular, as I passed by him (he was on my left) I had instinctively/automatically placed my hands up in protection. After passing him by a few feet, he suddenly quickly grabbed both my hands and pulled me towards him, face-to-face. He was around my same height, and wore a light blue dress style shirt w/ pants, in an effeminate style. As for his face, he had dark black hair in a short style (standard style men's haircut, where the bangs would slightly rest on the forehead), and a heavily freckled face (common of red-headed folk). He was intensely grinning at me as the dream ended.
This person's face was actually the face of a person who had bullied me as a young teenager.
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Upon waking up (I've been getting in the habit of doing this), I asked the Holy Spirit to help me recall the details as I carefully thought about what transpired. I thought about the location details, sensory details -- and why the particular unclean spirit took the form it did, etc. The demon taking that particular form took me back, as I was in prayer to God, to a series of incidents involving this said person who had bullied me. The Holy Spirit had also "connected the dots" for me by revealing that the corridor setting in the dream corresponded to a bullying incident that had occurred at the Jr. High I once attended (was this where it "gained entry"?).
After spending a good while in prayer confessing, and just confiding in God about the situations altogether, I completely forgave this person and prayed for his salvation. I also, in faith and authority, cast out the spirits of fear and "effeminate" from me.
I believe those two spirits have been working in tandem in me. The fear part comes from the bullying (and how I was afraid to stand up for myself, in those encounters). The effeminate part, I believe, may work to also "take away one's manhood" in convincing one that, due to fear, one needs to become more passive/introverted in order to stay safe.
November 15, 2015 (around 3-4 a.m.)
This was one of those..."chaos dreams" (that I've had a handful of times, in the recent past) where I'm seemingly trapped in a building or house (stronghold) where there are demonic spirits everywhere. It really is chaotic; the dream seems to never have an ending point, from one nightmarish situation to the next. In these encounters, I find it difficult to retain a state of lucidity for very long (perhaps lucidity is a measure of the Lord's will?).
There's just so much subtle deception going on...
In this particular one, I was in this boarding house-like building (appeared to be set up like a college dorm) that had a vast, vast amount of enclosed floors -- over 730 (there were various signs I recall reading). "Students" in these college dorms were walking around everywhere. I remember at one point, I was so overwhelmed with pursuing spirits and deceptions that I went down this hallway into a small corridor off to the left side and picked up a telephone lying somewhere on the ground -- thinking God was on the other line. As I put the phone to my ear, I could hear a voice on the other end relentlessly chastising me for failing and not doing things right, in matters of spiritual warfare and the Bible. I recall being deceived at first, and then had a strong feeling towards the end that it was a deceiving spirit.
When the chastising voice stopped, I asked into the phone "Did Jesus Christ come in the flesh?"
(after a brief pause) "...NO!"
Much went on in this dream. There was a point where I was being violently, viciously screamed at by...something, in Japanese (I took two years of Japanese studies in college and have practiced it, off and on, for many years).
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I believe I should pray for the Lord to enhance my ability to retain lucidity in dreams. I've asked God, on more than one occasion, to put a stop to these encounters if the source of them was due to my past sins with witchcraft (which I've asked forgiveness and repented of). These encounters have continued, so I take them as either a particular gift in ministry, or the Lord permitting things to happen in order to get me to trust Him more in faith, in fighting them off and casting them out.