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.
January 27, 2016 (before 7 a.m.)
I Just awoke from a warfare encounter with multiple groups of demonic spirits whom were around my front/back yard and inside my current house, as well as around my neighborhood. They were taking forms of various people; even clones of certain people that I know.
I was outside in the front yard, and after some time passed I recall that I began interrogating them all the following: "In Jesus' name. Are you a demon?" I was getting "yes" and "yeah" replies to all.
At this point, I wasn't sure how to appropriately follow up with this information -- so I believe the Holy Ghost impressed me to interrogate a demonic spirit this next question (I recall having to ask twice for clarification): "In Jesus name, what is a believer supposed to do once they know you're a demon?"
...now I don't think I can quote this given answer verbatim, but it went something like this. (Mind you: This demon spirit was compelled by the name of Jesus to give an honest response.):
"If a believer doesn't then attack, they won't go away"
War!! We're called to war!!
From here, I began attacking this being, and everything else that had went from the front yard into the back. I was in a state much like a frenzy through the Holy Ghost; even going back inside my house to seek out and pummel anything that moved. I just kept on hitting until I did not see them, anymore.
From here, I recall another more bizarre, crude detail about this dream. After "clearing out" my house and front/backyard, I recall being back in my front yard and staring up into the sky. It was a mostly clear, blue sky; an apparent depiction during the afternoon. I then briefly hit my knees and began thanking God. Suddenly -- I noticed a large object appearing up in the sky that resembled...a collection of feces, which then dropped and fell into my back yard.
Reinforcements, apparently. And quite a frank spiritual manifestation of them.
...(32)God that girdeth me with strength, and maketh my way perfect. (33)He maketh my feet like hinds', and setteth me upon my high places. (34)He teacheth my hands to war, so that a bow of steel is broken by mine arms.
(35)Thou hast also given me the shield of thy salvation: and thy right hand hath holden me up, and thy gentleness hath made me great. (36)Thou hast enlarged my steps under me, that my feet did not slip. (37)I have pursued mine enemies, and overtaken them: neither did I turn again till they were consumed. (38)I have wounded them that they were not able to rise: they are fallen under my feet. (39)For thou hast girded me with strength unto the battle: thou hast subdued under me those that rose up against me. (40)Thou hast also given me the necks of mine enemies; that I might destroy them that hate me. (41)They cried, but none to save unto the LORD, but he answered them not. (42)Then did I beat them small as the dust before the wind: I did cast them out as the dirt in the streets...
February 6, 2016 (between 6 and 7 am)
II Corinthians 11:14-15
...(14)And no marvel; for Satan himself is transformed into an angel of light. (15)Therefore no great thing if his ministers also be transformed as the ministers of righteousness; whose end shall be according to their works...
The Lord permitted me to experience verse 15 firsthand in this recent, semi-lucid state dream encounter.
I was in a normal looking house, and was speaking to whom I believed was the pastor of a church that I've recently started attending (we were also childhood friends growing up). Everything appeared to be normal, as he introduced me to his younger brother and one other person, while a woman whom I perceived to be his aunt was walking around the kitchen area, serving tea, as it appeared.
This was quite the mirage/wile going on. I really thought I was having a friendly chat with him.
Near the end of it though, the Holy Ghost placed a seed of suspicion in me and prompted me to ask my "pastor", "In Jesus name, are you a demon?"
My "pastor" then looked at me and slowly began to smirk.
From here, my memory of precise events becomes sketchy, but the rest of the dream encounter -- glory to God -- was part brief interrogation/part casting out foul spirits!
Here's how the process went: In this house, I would approach someone and command either "Did Jesus Christ come in the flesh?" (1 John 4:1) or "In Jesus name, are you a demon?" I got various answers of "yeah" "uh-huh", etc. and even, I believe, some hesitation to give an answer, period. I then grabbed said "person" by the throat, slammed it to the ground, and demanded that it enter the pit (Luke 8:31), in Jesus name. If it did not comply, I then either lifted my left knee into the air and slammed it in its face, or mercilessly drove my fist into its face. After this, the form would then "melt" into the ground, and de-materialize.
edit: ALSO, I just recalled this crucial detail: After slamming them into the ground, I asked them if they could see the Lord's Face above me. I would also demand of them "Look up! Do you see the Lord?" Upon them looking up above me -- they became very afraid and had a look of terror in their eyes. After this would be when they stopped resisting and entered into the pit.
By the way -- it's not me nor my power that's doing this. It's the one dwelling inside of me (1 John 4:4).
I even recall that during some of these "extractions", the demons' disguises were melting away, and their true forms were being revealed. This happened with, I believe, the aunt as the female disguise started melting away, revealing a...quite ugly, bloated frog-like face underneath. Another demon spirit, whom I recall put up more of a fight, changed his complexion into a dark-brownish, wicked, fiery form (with black eyes) and began lividly cursing at me. I believe that one went into the pit, too!
The dream world seems quite arbitrary. I recall then that I was in some type of dungeon, believing that I was playing a video game, with a HUD and other stat information appearing as if my vision were a TV screen (I used to be an avid gamer). I momentary fell for this -- and even at one point "died" by the indication of my health bar -- before saying to myself something like "No, Adam! This is an illusion! Ignore the menus! Keep going forward!". After somehow then escaping this dungeon, I was back in a house-like setting with a multitude of small rooms and doors. Two, attractive female companions then joined up with me and started following me. One was wearing a red dress, and the other a white. I momentarily fell for this as well, until I entered a new room with them and demanded of them both, "In Jesus name, are you a demon?"
The "woman" in the red dress frowned, and sadly cried out "...yes!"
Same treatment to this demon, in spite of the attractive form! Grabbed it by its neck, slammed it to the floor, smashed its face, and demanded that it enter the pit, in Jesus name. This is war -- and they don't deserve an ounce of mercy (they wouldn't hesitate to tear you to shreds, if they could). From here, I'm not sure if I encountered the one in the white dress, or if it ended up fleeing. As of right now, I can't remember any further details.
May those in the body of Christ benefit from this testimony (as well as all of the others) and become empowered by the Lord and His Holy Ghost to take authority over these defeated, condemned spirit beings, as well.
February 17, 2016 (between 5 and 6 a.m.)
No warfare encounters to report this time with the enemy. Rather, I'm sharing a brief, beautiful encounter the Lord permitted me to have with His angel spirits.
I didn't see any of them, but I did hear them!
The events leading up to this were, you could say, typical dreamlike. I recall just prior that I was in this white area where a Hispanic family appeared to be having bad car trouble of some sort (hood was popped up, and LOTS of white smoke was emitting from the engine; even strangely emitting the opposite direction, inside the vehicle). Oddly enough, to help them out, others within the group I was apparently with starting singing prayer worship in what sounded like Spanish. I was standing beside listening until one of them told me to start singing something.
The song I chose to sing was "Our God is an Awesome God". It's a short chorus, but I absolutely love it.
Towards the end of me singing the first time, I distinctly heard voices above me joining in with me! So after I finished, I sang it again, where they joined me right after I started singing.
If I were to guess, it may have been 3 or upwards of 5 of these voices high above me singing with me -- but their beauty in singing in such supernatural sync and tone/pitch perfect harmony with one another is...just amazing. English descriptive words simply don't convey the beauty of their harmony. After I had sung the part in the chorus "He reigns...", I recall my own voice...phasing out and...becoming collectively one with theirs!
(Even recalling the sound brings joyful tears to my eyes.)
After finishing this second time with them, I could do nothing but weep in joy, until I awoke. Heh, our Lord must have it set up quite good in Heaven if this experience is representative of any measure of the majesty that normally goes on there!
I'll also put it this way: If I had all of my previous rock, etc. music (cds, mp3s, tapes, etc.) altogether stacked up in front of me -- and I'm even talking every secular or "Christian" song that I've ever heard in my lifetime -- I would not hesitate to shove all of that in a trashcan in exchange for the brief, wondrously beautiful chorus God let me join in on and hear from His angels.
March 21, 2016 (between 8 and 9 a.m.)
This lucid-dream encounter, I believe, will reveal much in regards to certain spiritual things. Chiefly, what one's "house" and corresponding neighborhood can represent in one's dreams.
In this one, I recall being in my old neighborhood; just a couple of streets directly away from my old house. As I was walking, I had with me a personal storage chest full of video games (that I apparently was dragging along). Once I had reached the top of the street leading down to my old house -- I noticed a group of people out in the street by my front yard. I knew these were demons.
I did not feel confident in confronting them, so I turned around and headed back from where I came. Before I did though, I said some kind of prayer to God, asking that He send an angel to attend to my house. As I walked back, I recall being entirely lucid and saying out-loud that to God that I loved Him and (if I remember right...) that I wanted to serve Him better. Afterward, I sang "Our God is an Awesome God" a few times, where it distinctly sounded like another voice within me was singing in sync, too.
Corresponding with the physical location, I had walked four streets down and one street over to the left, where my truck was parked alongside the street, on the right-hand side. I jumped onto the back of my truck, where I had placed the storage chest full of video games (there was something like a tarp in the bed, also).
From here, I was still in the bed of my truck and had turned around, facing outward. Suddenly -- a demon spirit as least 12 ft. tall had manifested about 10 feet away from me, taking a monstrous masquerading form of a recently deceased professional wrestler known as The Ultimate Warrior! Even with my 6' 3" height and standing upright in the bed of my truck, this being was still head and shoulders taller than me.
Fear was started to seep into me, threatening to overtake me and cause me to wake up. While staring at this masquerade leering back at me in face paint and bulging muscles, I prayed to God to please strengthen my heart. The fear then subsided as I then, very authoritatively, yelled and demanded that the giant leave immediately, in the name of Jesus. As I was doing this, the giant unclean spirit homosexually taunted me by teasing with its tights. It then slowly began to lumber off away from me, as I continued demanding it to leave, in Jesus' name.
Once it walked farther off, I made a mistake and pridefully taunted out to it "It burns with sulfur!" In response to my taunt, the giant -- not physically turning back around, by mysteriously morphing itself from a turned position to a facing position -- then starting coming back toward me. From here, the lucid-dream encounter ended as I awoke.
***Lesson learned: Don't disobey God by giving into pride and taunting a fleeing demon. God won't honor that.***
Now here's where my house and neighborhood location becomes significant: When I stated that I walked four streets down and one street over to the left, this actually coincided with my body's physical location and my bedroom layout. Specifically, my physical body (my "house") was asleep on my couch -- while down a couple of feet away and over to the left, I had in my closet a collection of video games AS WELL AS a certain tribute that I had made to The Ultimate Warrior (who passed away in 2014).
(I've recently burned the video games, and am going to also get rid of the tribute I made)
So to me, that's certainly a key in better understanding how one's "house" symbolizes the inner being of a person, while the corresponding neighborhood around the house can also symbolize what's immediately around you in the physical.
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There's still a lot of mystery to spiritual warfare -- but I will strive to do my part in revealing and teaching to the body of Christ anything that the Lord permits to reveal to me.
And as always, please consult the Holy Spirit about anything that I testify to on here. Get a second opinion on it -- which is the best opinion: God's!
April 4, 2016 (between 6 and 8 a.m.)
This is a continuation of my previous encounter pertaining to the Ultimate Warrior tribute I made and the demon spirit that masqueraded as a giant version of him.
...and this encounter is a testimony to VICTORY! Glory to God!
The evening prior (April 3) I had smeared the tribute with olive oil and completely blotted it out with a black permanent marker. I then commanded in Jesus' name for any demon spirits behind it to leave.
The dream encounter: In this dream, I was apparently inside this big arena and wandering around between the catwalk and backstage areas ("coincidentally", WWE's annual WrestleMania event had occurred just hours, prior). I recall seeing familiar spirits masquerading as various past wrestlers; acting out in various ways.
At one point, I had ran back through the catwalk area and had made my way down to the main floor, which looked like a basketball court. A bit after this point, I heard one of the announcers sitting in the booth call out my full name, which audibly reverberated throughout the arena. From here, I became more lucid and began to realize this was all a deception. I then approached this announcer's desk and began fighting any demon spirits I saw.
After going back and forth for a bit -- I recall adjuring God to permit me to challenge the strongman ruling spirit.
Immediately after this, I found myself in the air hovering above the main floor -- as the floor itself then split in half, down the middle, and began pulling away. A pitch black pit was revealed underneath it, as I then hovered down and entered inside.
Next I remember, in this pitch black area I saw manifest in front of me a giant snake/serpent like entity. Over 15 ft. tall, with a serpent-like body and a tail which resembled a cross between a snake's and a scorpion's. I was not scared in the least at this point, as the Holy Spirit had charge over me.
As I recall, I proceeded to rush in and grab it's tail (Exodus 4:4).
After this, I now found myself in the backyard of my current house, with a clear blue sky overhead. I still had this being by the tail -- and was spinning counter-clockwise in a circle, building up momentum.
After a few more spins I released my grip -- and observed the strongman spirit's form HIGH up into the air, as it was cast out into the horizon! Glory, glory, glory to my Lord Jesus Christ!!!
April 20, 2016 (around 3 am)
This was a more brief encounter where I was in this indoor tomb within a graveyard, and I was cleaning up a desecrated grave. In particular, it had a long sheet of cardboard on it (similar to a large, discarded box) and something like a brown-reddish yoga/gym mat spread over it.
After I removed the debris over the flat gravestone, I went walked toward it and rebuked the kundalini familiar spirit (this is how I worded it) taking residence within the grave and commanded it to leave in the name of Jesus.
I then left this indoor tomb and started heading back from where I came from. After about 50 feet away though, I was suddenly overcome by this presence behind me and had involuntarily turned myself around, in response -- now seeing a menacing-looking shade purposely hovering toward me from out of the tomb.
Apparently this demon was upset or just trying to scare me. Nonetheless, I had spent my waking time prior to falling asleep intent on trusting and depending on God -- so I patiently waited for it to get closer. Once it got about 10 feet away from me, I then approached and confronted it -- and got face-to-face with it and said "What's up?" in frank confrontation.
The unclean spirit then briefly kind of stood there hovering and staring at me, before vanishing.
From here, I then turned back around and resumed my journey back. I started running due to fear, to apparently get back to the inhabited part of this town or area...
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Nonetheless -- THANK YOU, LORD JESUS! Hallelujah!
April 29, 2016 (early morning hours)
Not much of a full entry here; but more of an additional insight into the deceiving working of demon spirits.
There was a brief point in this dream where I was in this...small and enclosed room of a sub-sub-sub basement (b3) of a house. This was no dungeon full of treasures, as everything looked dilapidated and trashed. Anyways, there was a point where I was standing and conversing with a couple of women (masquerades). One was trying to convince me of something. At the end of this appeal, I asked "her" if Jesus Christ came in the flesh (I John 4:1).
After I asked -- another "woman" of the group immediately knelled her head in by her and answered "Yes!".
Catch the deception? The "wingman" spirit of the group attempted to answer on behalf of the spirit being questioned! Slick, but no-go! Try pulling that in a court of law in answering for your friend while he/she is on the witness stand.
After hearing that, I knew better and turned around to make my way back up the narrow, tattered layout of the house sub-basements (no idea how I managed to get myself down in there...but dreams are evidently dreams!).
September 4, 2016 (around 12:00 p.m.)
II Kings 23:4
...And the king commanded Hilkiah the high priest, and the priests of the second order, and the keepers of the door, to bring forth out of the temple of the LORD all the vessels that were made for Baal, and for the grove, and for all the host of heaven: and he burned them without Jerusalem in the fields of Kidron, and carried the ashes of them unto Bethel...
II Corinthians 6:15-16
...(15)And what concord hath Christ with Belial? or what part hath he that believeth with an infidel? (16)And what agreement hath the temple of God with idols? for ye are the temple of the living God; as God hath said, I will dwell in them, and walk in; and I will be their God, and they shall be my people...
I am now convinced, due to the number of prior encounters I've had in dreams already, that we can order our soul bodies (we're triune beings: ref. Genesis 2:7, 1 Corinthians 15:44, I Thessalonians 5:23, etc.) to complete tasks or commands within dreams.
Our body is designed like a temple, or "house", which also contains numerous "gates" or means of exit/entry. And like II Kings chapter 23 when king Josiah ordered the abominable items to be taken out of the temple of the LORD, our bodies are also much susceptible to having such trash built up within (e.g. due to sin, idol worship, etc.).
As I was sleeping in today, at one point before drifting off again I had ordered my soul body to begin collecting all the trash within my "house" (temple) and to place it outside by the curb for the "trash service" (God's angels?) to come by and collect. As I began to transition into the dream, I found myself going, back and forth, through the back parts of my current house; scooping up trash with a 5-gallon bucket and collecting bags of trash to be placed outside. ...each such room, also, I noticed had a mirror placed somewhere along a wall.
Once outside, I had then turned toward the curb where our trash can is located. The curb was littered already with a small hill of trash bags lined straight across the entire end of the driveway by the street, from left to right. Within the ditch to the right of the curb, also, was a giant blue trash collector bin; much like the type one would expect to find at a construction site. From here, I recall tossing bags of trash into this giant collector bin. Since it was so big, I had then asked a person who was standing about in the street to give me a hand in moving this onto the curb.
This "person" however, afterward, failed I John 4:1 when I interrogated it: it was a demon spirit. Throughout the rest of this dream, I noticed that there were a few demon spirits masquerading as forms of people, routinely appearing and going up and down my street. The one that assisted me with the trash container took the form of a white male. Two others, a bit later in the dream, took forms of young adult black women; whom appeared to be riding bicycles up and down my street (one of which, when confronted, revealed a grinning mouth of blackened rotting teeth to me). God's angels were present also -- although as I recall, their forms were mostly invisible to me.
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The "trash service" never arrived during this dream. I believe the answer to this is found in Job 7:18, which testifies that God visits a man every morning -- and not, in my case, well into the afternoon!
Job 7:17-18 (underline emphasis mine)
...(17)What man, that thou shouldest magnify him? and that thou shouldest set thine heart upon him? (18)And thou shouldest visit him every morning, try him every moment?...
October 31, 2016 (past midnight/early morning hours)
This briefer entry has to do again with the subject of our soul bodies, in relation to our physical/material selves.
Now, prior to going to sleep, I was browsing through YouTube and watching some videos. On a certain person's channel, some of their videos had title pics of a woman showing off some of her body; non-sexual setting, yet with some of her midriff showing, etc. I placed my hand in front of my eyes to block off those pics, while I browsed through the rest of the person's playlist to find a specific video that I was looking for.
Like how the Holy Ghost spoke through Job in keeping guard over his eyes -- I'm, more and more, striving to do the same.
So I then fell asleep, shortly later onward, and began dreaming. I had this curious dream sequence where I was watching play out before me something like an old episode of WWF Raw (I used to be an avid fan), back in the late 90s, where a certain group of popular female valets (at the time) were wrestling with each other near the center of the ring.
This version though, was more perverted than anything that ever aired during those times -- as the "women" here appeared to be near naked.
...however -- just like I had done on the YouTube channel -- I had, in an identical manner, shielded my eyes from the scene being played out in front of me.
I woke up not too long after this.
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After awaking, I then prayed in my heart to God (with supplication and thanksgiving) for Him to reveal to me what had happened.
Not long after praying this, I had a Scripture come into my remembrance of Jesus stating that He only did what He saw the Father doing (ref. John 5:19, etc.).
In like manner -- I believe this also applies to our triune beings, in that, our soul natures do what they see our physical natures do. This would appear to make sense, in light of the dream encounters that I've had up to this point: where, seemingly, events which have occurred in dreams have been directly influenced by my actions in the physical.
That is, when I'm seeking and walking closer with God, I experience more revelation and victory in dreams (i.e. I, my soul, acts in boldness and righteousness).
And in contrast, when I backslide, I receive judgment in the form of demonic oppression (i.e. I, my soul, acts in weakness and powerlessness).
November 21, 2016 (between 3 and 5 a.m.)
[Last night's series of dreams were very lucid, and I experienced more victory than I have in quite a while. ...this was the first time that I've returned back to my home church in a while, also.]
As I recall, I was inside like a large-sized, empty concrete warehouse...and not alone. I was standing by a set of concrete steps which lead up to an exit door -- and a giant demonic spirit (est. 12 feet tall) was off to the side of this staircase and looking directly it and speaking to me.
This demon spirit was taking a masquerade form of my boss at work.
Not too long after, I suddenly ordered out "Angels, take his mask off!"
My motive was to see this being in its true form -- as I was getting fed up with encountering them in disguises.
At first, this demon was hesitant and seemed resistant to this occurring (I do not recall exact words). Nonetheless, I authoritatively commanded again "Angels, take his mask off!", as I walked up to the top of the concrete staircase. The giant's head was only mere inches from being level with mine.
Immediately after, my boss's face then disappeared off of it, as if someone had literally ripped a full-sized mask off of it; starting from the bottom around the neck, then up and off of the face.
The demon's face was then momentarily that of a young-looking handsome man with short, groomed, jet-black hair. He then walked around to the front of the staircase, facing me.
This mask disguise was then ripped off of the giant, also -- revealing a most ugly face; kind of lumpy-looking.
The giant demon spirit then LOUDLY roared, reverberating throughout the entire interior of the building. My, it was LOUD! I would definitely say it was about as one would expect to hear, in a 12-foot tall giant man bellowing out, in extreme anger.
A small wave of fear then momentarily washed over me, yet God's Spirit comforted and kept me calm. Not long after this wave subsided, I then suddenly reached out and put this giant in a headlock.
/dream segment end
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...I must say, this very much seems to implicate that the giants during Noah's time were not immediately condemned to hell; but rather, became disembodied spirits.
It's also interesting to note that terms such as "images" (e.g. Laban's images), "idols" and names of false gods such as Ashteroth didn't begin appearing until after the flood.
Still though, it does remain much a mystery.