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March, 2015 (around 4 a.m.)
This one was quite vivid, in the sense that there was much going on. It also felt to have lasted significantly longer than anything, prior.
This entry showcases how effectively Satan uses music to lead away and deceive many.
Prior to falling asleep, 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 various forms entirely surrounding me within my line of sight.
Suddenly -- and as a fan of music I am being very genuine and candid here -- the absolute BEST heavy metal music starting blasting out from somewhere in this house (and no TV or anything was turned on in my bedroom, in the physical). 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, heavy 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 as I recall resembling a white short sword representing the "sword of the Spirit".
In my unrestrained soul 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 peered 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 the 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 do 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 me and shouted, "Did Jesus Christ come in the flesh?!"
...the action then stopped.
After a momentary passing of time...I now found myself in a bedroom crouched upon a king-sized bed.
And I was 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 at one of these "women" off to 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. He'll also combine this with any and every other form of perversion (sexuality 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, 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 stormy sky and yelled, "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 busy district area of my town.
Perhaps even more bizarrely, I then entered 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 into a certain wide-open room where a man with short blonde hair wearing a white t-shirt and jeans was in. His white shirt seemed to have a subtle glow about it.
I asked him "Did Jesus Christ come in the flesh?". (I John 4:1)
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 in their harassment.
Unfortunately in this distraction, I had lost sight of the man and actually asked a similar looking man, in a darker t-shirt, if Jesus Christ came in the flesh. This one, though, hesitated and began giving an answer which was not an emphatic "yes".
I knew to then turn immediately away.
March 11, 2015
As I became lucid (i.e. cognizant that I was in a dream), I found myself in the front yard area of this church, walking upon on the grass, and had intended to step inside (I perceived this was, for some reason, a Methodist Church?). This location seemed to be parallel with an area in my town, that was located approximately down the road from Main St. (of which I've had recurring dreams here, also)
However -- I then immediately noticed this abnormally tall person appear who yelled out "Hey!" to me (someone briefly seemed to appear with him, also).
This male figure grinned with a hint of a sneer and pointed at me, as he then approached.
His form was at least 14 ft tall and lanky, wearing baggy blue jeans and a long sleeve button-down flannel shirt with a long sleeve underneath it (oddly similar to the fashion style that certain friends of mine wore, as we were teenagers). His hair was like a flaming red color and parted down the middle, coming a bit down past his ears.
(...also, oddly similar to a hairstyle which I had...as a teenager)
Through the Holy Spirit, I perceived this wasn't a friendly spirit (demon) and began to ask him if Jesus Christ came in the flesh (1 John 4:1). A brief answer, I believe, then came, which wasn't a "yes". I started to experience fear but suppressed as best as I could -- as I then began firmly walking toward it and authoritatively declared the following:
"YOUR end is the lake of fire with your father, the devil!"
I was now standing directly in front of him, with the top of my 6'3" head not even reaching its belt line.
"It burns with sulfur!"
After declaring this, the giant immediately hunched over -- sharply crying out in sudden pain.
I awoke just after this.
In this briefer dream, I recall being in my old bedroom from an apartment duplex that I had lived in with another friend, back in '09 (the same duplex, actually, where I had asked God if I could see Him).
This was another dream where demons were attacking, yet there was a unique detail which warrants mention.
At one point, I had looked outside of my bedroom window and observed the overhead 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 to pray for discernment.]
As I recall, I remember walking in this outdoor place which looked like a downtown port area of a town or city. As I was walking, I then noticed a group of very tall people (all over 7 ft) off to my left side crowding closer to me. I immediately felt fearful, yet suppressed it as best as I could and actually approached one of them, who looked African American (black skin color).
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 much 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 evening 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 jazzy music.
I distinctly recall, verbatim, one line of chorus which was sung:
♫Get some strange, man!
Dump that girl for your man!♫
^ While this above chorus was being sung, I then 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 so that I could 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 entry 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 then 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.
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 what appeared to be a Walmart store (very much like the Super Center in our town...does this represent a strong hold?) in clear lucid-state. I was at 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). And 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.
Instead of being on-guard this time and ready to fight, 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.
I then 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 very much seemed to not like what I was doing.
Continuing to plead in pray, I then proceeded to grab his left arm with my right hand--
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! Just as mysteriously, he had already generated an extra limb (with clothing) by the very short time I had looked at him again.
The gentle leading then continued as I kept at it and plead the Blood of Jesus upon every "human being" that I approached and passed by.
Near the end, I passed by the form of a young boy on my left-hand side; no older looking than 5 or 6. I plead over him, and he responded to me with something like "who is Jesus?".
I responded, "He is our Lord and Savior, who takes our sins away. You'll live with Him in His Kingdom, forever." As I was then led away again, I started weeping and remember seeing three more young children ahead of me (all boys, as I recall) as the dream ended.
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I think that old man was a demon trying to deceive me (I still don't quite know for sure why they are intent on taking the disguises of humans). This being clearly did not like me pleading the Blood of Jesus. 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).
As stated, his arm appeared to instantaneously regenerate (clothing, and all).
it was also very interesting that I grabbed his left arm with my right hand (since I'm left-handed). Could it have been a correlation with Jesus Christ sitting on the right hand of the Father?
September 20, 2015 (around 12-1 am)
This lucid dream started with me in my brother's bedroom of our house (in which we recently 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, in requesting a legion of angels to surround me in a hedge of protection. I then exited the bedroom into 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 (looking out into the front yard). Instead, there was a large mirror placed higher on the wall. I peered into this mirror and initially didn't see my reflection...which then appeared, momentarily afterward. Closely observing my reflection, I noticed nothing unusual about me (no black hats, black bow ties, etc.) and no other spiritual beings present, either.
Satisfied, I then 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 (yet, only one exists in the natural). There was also no furniture in here either -- save for my mom's dresser along the wall to my immediate right.
I then approached this dresser and proceeded to pull open a specific cabinet. After swinging the door open, I then began grabbing and tossing out various dark-colored articles of clothes (blacks, dark 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 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 small inserts that were apparently included in vintage cigarette packs, while others were modeling photos where the women were posed 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 some 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 bass 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 recall there were one or two others in the house with me. Not entirely sure if they were demon or angel spirits), I said out loud something like "This song just isn't appropriate", and went over to the small blue CD player (something we used to own, actually) 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 this being quite tough to do, and was rather surprised at the difficulty. I believe that I at least managed to bend it enough to permanently damage it.
Afterwards, I took the damaged CD into the utility room by the kitchen, where there was a bag of trash collected in the center of the room (nothing else seemed to be present); which was toppled over and spilling out a bit onto the floor. I threw the CD in the trash bag and proceeded to pick up the rest of the spilled 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, whom had taken us out to this cave far past the outskirts of town (we had to travel quite far on motorbikes, through rocky wilderness terrain).
We then 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 progressively hear the club music get louder.
(my room was silent in the physical)
I recall then 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 gas 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'm not sure if 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 along the side of the road and conversed with me. I remember, apparently, cleaning part of his vehicle while I was standing on the grassy part of my yard by the road. My "brother" was to the left of me.
Suddenly, a flood of extremely hot, somewhat soapy water manifested 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 gray python fixed on me as his head poked out of the water.
I recall attempting to strike at it, only for it to beat me to the punch and bite down deep into my left forearm, 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 serpent bit Paul and caused no lasting damage or pain.
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...(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 15, 2015 (around 3-4 a.m.)
This was one of those "chaos dreams" where I'm seemingly trapped inside a building or house (stronghold), and there are demonic spirits everywhere. It really is chaotic: the dream never seems to have an ending point, and it advances from one nightmarish situation to the next. In these kinds of encounters, I find it difficult to retain a state of lucidity for very long (perhaps lucidity is a measure of the Lord's will?).
In this particular one, I was inside like this huge boardinghouse (which appeared to be set up like a college dorm) that had a vast, vast amount of enclosed floors -- over 730, according to 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 veered down this certain hallway and turned off into a small corridor to the left side, picking 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 was deceived at first, but then had a strong feeling towards the end that it was a deceiving spirit.
When the chastising voice stopped, I said into the phone "Did Jesus Christ come in the flesh?"
(after a brief pause) "...NO!"
Much went on in this dream. There was also a point where I was being violently, viciously screamed at by...something like a woman's voice, in Japanese (I took two years of Japanese in college).
Eventually, I recall, somehow, exiting this vast building and ending up on the outside. It was a nighttime setting. Momentarily glancing up towards the building, I then began "jump teleporting" away from it, before waking up.
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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 for forgiveness and have repented of). These encounters have continued, so I take them as either being a particular gift in ministry, or the Lord permitting things to happen in order to get me to trust Him more in faith, achieving further deliverance and understanding, etc.