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January 27, 2016 (before 7 a.m.)
I Just awoke from a warfare encounter with multiple groups of demonic spirits whom were gathered around my front/back yard and inside my current house; as well as around my neighborhood. They were taking individual forms of various people, and even multiple clones of certain people that I know.
I was outside in the front yard, and after some time had passed I began interrogating them all, "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 all this information -- so I believe the Holy Ghost impressed me to interrogate a demonic spirit this next question:
"In Jesus name, what is a believer supposed to do once they know you're a demon?"
The given answer went something like this: (it 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 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.
Afterwards, 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 of a clear 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, like a plane deploying troops, dropped and fell into my back yard.
Reinforcements, apparently. And quite a...frank spiritual manifestation of them.
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...(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 it is 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 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 him, "In Jesus name, are you a demon?"
My "pastor" then looked at me and slowly began to smirk, as he started slowly backing away.
From here, my precise memory of 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. while some hesitated to give an answer, period. I would then grab said "person" by the throat, forcibly slam it to the ground, and demand that it enter the pit (Luke 8:31), in Jesus name. If it did not comply, I then 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 (disappear).
ALSO, after slamming them into the ground, I asked them if they could see the Lord's Face above me. I would also demand, "Look up! Do you see the Lord?" Upon them looking up above me -- they became VERY afraid and had a look of sheer terror in their eyes. Then after this, 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).
Even more wildly, during some of these evictions, 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 line of 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 another 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.
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!
Just prior, I recall that I was in this completely white area where a Hispanic family appeared to be having 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 in 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".
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 singing with me -- but their beauty in singing, in such supernatural sync and tone/pitch perfect harmony with one another was...just amazing. Words simply don't convey the beauty of their harmony.
After I had sang the part "He reigns...", I recall my own voice phasing out and becoming collectively one with theirs!
After finishing this second time with them, I could do nothing but weep in joy, until I awoke.
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I'll also put it this way: If I had all of my previous music (cds, mp3s, tapes, etc.), altogether, stacked up in front of me, and I'm even talking every secular or even 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.
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 automatically 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.
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-basement (3rd level) of a house. This was no dungeon full of treasures here, 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...
November 3, 2016 (between 3-6 a.m.)
As I recall, I was first in some type of open hallway and being harassed by Nephilim (departed devil spirits of the giants), until I ended up inside this very large, darkened room. It reminded me of, say, a bedroom or study to an old house, but with a huge ceiling; along with mahogany hard wood floors and similarly colored walls. I was facing the bedroom door to this large room, which was shut.
Suddenly, as I lifted my head upward and peered up toward the ceiling and door -- this HUGE being appears; taking the form of, like, an old man or grandpa, wearing this beige-white male nightgown which extended down to about his thighs. He also had a full-length, white beard.
I perceived his size to be at least 20 ft. in height! Fully standing, I probably would not have reached much higher than his knees.
He then peered down at me and began talking (and seemed to have warded off the devils). His demeanor and manner of speech was MOST influential and...spell-binding...as he soothingly spoke of how children needed to feel love while growing up. In response, I then closely approached, crawling toward him under his legs; to which he then leaned down and kind of tenderly stroked my left ear.
...during this encounter, I retained lingering doubts that this being was of God. According to the command of I John 4:1, I asked the being if Jesus Christ came in the flesh. He ignored my first interrogation and continued talking. After my second attempt, he then briefly stopped and answered "...yeah", before continuing again.
November 21, 2016 (between 3 and 5 a.m.)
As I recall, I was inside this very large, empty warehouse with concrete walls and floors. I was standing near one of the ends by a set of concrete steps which led up to an exit door -- and a giant demonic spirit (at least 12 ft. tall) was standing off to the side of this staircase, looking directly down at me and speaking at me.
This demon spirit was taking a masquerade form of my boss at work.
Not long after, I suddenly pointed at him and 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 began to be hesitant and seemed much resistant to this occurring (I do not recall exact words). Nonetheless, I authoritatively again commanded "Angels, take his mask off!", as I then walked up to the top of the concrete staircase.
Now at the top, the giant's head was only mere inches from being level with mine.
Immediately after issuing the command, my boss's face then disappeared off of it -- as if someone had literally ripped a full-sized mask off: starting from the bottom around the neck line, and then up and off of the face.
After this, the giant's face then momentarily took the form of a younger looking, handsome man; clean-shaven, and with short, groomed jet-black hair. This occurred as he proceeded to walk around to the front of the staircase, in order to (presumably) directly face me.
This second mask disguise then ripped off of the giant, also -- revealing a MOST ugly face (kind of lumpy-looking).
The exposed giant demon spirit LOUDLY roared out in response, reverberating the entire building interior! This was louder than anything I've heard come from any person, in real life. ...it'd be as one would likely expect to hear, in a 12-foot tall giant bellowing out in extreme rage and anger.
A small wave of fear momentarily washed over me -- yet, God's Spirit comforted and kept me calm. Not long after this wave of fear subsided, I then suddenly lunged out and grabbed this giant in a front headlock.
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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 image, which Rachel stole), "idols" and names of false gods, such as Ashteroth, didn't begin appearing until after the flood.