Nov. 11, 2014 (before 7 a.m.)
I just awoke from a lucid dream taking place in the setting of my old house, again. Once more, it was in the living room area, where I was exposed to what appeared to be a greater concentration of demon activity.
As I was approaching lucidity and aware that a warfare encounter was about to take place (at this point, I've come to know this by a certain "interference" in the air when I'm almost asleep, in the physical), I found myself in the living room and amongst, I estimate, 5-7 of them in number. The ones that interacted with me the most took human, female form.
Their forms were of certain past teenage girls that I had went to Jr. High/High School with.
Their manner was a higher level of deception than what I had been previous accustomed, since the beginning of this year. That is, they were friendly...even casual with me. They engaged in conversation with me, as though there was no warfare going on here, at all. And at many times, this even disarmed my desire to battle them (due to this behavior from them, it was hard to discern them as demons, at first).
Also, gathered amongst these female disguised demons, were other evil spirits which I did discern that I was fighting against. These ones were in the likenesses of small, floating black masses near my eye level that I could both visibly see and also "sense" around me. In addition, there was a tiny hallway off to the right in the living room that led to a small storage closet, filled with electronic equipment; stacked, organized, and in apparent operation upon a wooden shelf unit. This electronic equipment reminded me of what you might see at an Internet Service Provider. This room did not exist in the physical, at all (a small window exists there, instead).
From here, a thought was placed into my mind to don the "armor of righteousness" (Ephesians 6:13-17). So I said out-loud to myself "I put on the armor of righteousness, the helmet of salvation, sword of the Spirit...", etc. In response, I could even "feel" the grip of the hilt of a sword, yet I did not see a visible form manifest in my hand.
Here's just how deceived I was in all this (and just how crafty the enemy can be):
The demons in human form were helping me locate the other, floating ones to cast out!
One of the "females" would suddenly point at and yell "Over there!", and then I'd proceed to attack it.
So from here, I began to discern, again, that these young females were not who they claimed to be. I then began to concentrate my sword attacks on them. I was fighting hard, much more intensely and quickly than I could in a physical body -- with a series of very fast slashes and thrusts. Yet, every time I tried to "strike" them with what I believed to be the invisible "sword of the Spirit", they would either not visibly react at all to my strikes, or just subtlety flinch.
...and as I was striking at them, they would still remain casually talking to me like I wasn't doing a thing to them.
(during this entire time, there was a weird, catchy song in the background. It reminded me of a weird pop song).
Just then, It came into my mind here (by the Holy Spirit?) that the real Sword of the Spirit is "powered" by one's intimate knowledge of Scripture. To wit, as I recalled and affirmed various Scriptures (which at this point, admittedly, didn't know many by heart), it seemed like I was doing more damage to them, in the sense that they were no longer feigning -- but were feeling legitimate pain (yet, still trying to mask it).
At one point in this encounter, I saw a reflection of myself in a full-length mirror on the back wall in the living room. I did not look much like a warrior. My body armor was a red-colored cloth which reminded me of a thin blanket (the Blood of Christ!) (Revelation 12:11), while I didn't notice any other pieces on me.
Afterwards, and just before this dream encounter ended, I recall being by the front door and staring VERY closely down at one of the human female forms, that was sitting.
As I peered in closer, I could then see more subtle details indicating that this was merely a disguise. For one, the hair now extended down past "her" waist and tailbone, which instantly reminded me of the hairstyle of a troll. With conviction, I also vowed that I would eventually defeat it -- to which "she" widely grinned at me, in response. This grin, however, supernaturally extended beyond the physiological limitations in which we can normally smile.
What I mean is: even the teeth curled up into a grin. This, more or less, seems to be a subtle method I've noticed demons employ to get a little bit more of a scare out of you.
Another peculiar detail is that the carpet in my "old house" was brown. But in my lucid dream, it was gray...just like my bedroom carpet in my current house??
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- Teenaged girl disguises
Demons in the Holy Bible are also familiar spirits, in that (due to being continually active in the spirit realm, and for many years) they are extremely familiar with even the most intimate details and personal habits, tics, quirks, etc. of an individual. They know your full life history...even it you've forgotten much of it! So, while I was in Jr. High and High School, I had a couple of crushes on some girls my age (at the time). This, I believe in part, is why these particular disguises where chosen.
- (invisible) "sword of the Spirit"
Near the end of this dream, I believe that the interpretation was plainly given; in that, the true Sword of the Spirit (Ephesians 6:17), which is the Word of God, Himself (John 1:1) is powered by one's intimate knowledge of His Word (i.e. Him) upon their heart. Once I had began quoting out the small collection of Scriptures that I knew, the devils in female forms then appeared to be masking legitimate pain (as prior, they appeared to only be feigning, for their evident amusement).
- Me staring VERY closely at one of their faces
I believe that God, here, wanted me to take a much closer look at one of them in order to better learn about, and discern, their methods of disguise. To hypothesize, it seems that, while demons are able to take near perfect disguises of forms in dreams -- they can't quite do it perfectly. That is, I believe that it takes a considerable, conscious effort for them to retain disguises; and that higher levels of God-given discernment can more easily "see" through these various masquerades.
- Teeth unnaturally curling up into a grin
I believe this was an obvious show of defiance by the demon spirit that I had directed my vow to. I've observed that disguises on the spirit bodies of demons can be manipulated by them in various ways; from overtly changing certain features entirely, to even the most subtle changes; seemingly designed to illicit a fear reaction out of the targeted person.