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I have projected afterwards but it happens through a dream and it's more like lucid dreaming. As for completely aware OBE, I've had vibrations in sleep paralyses, where I've been completely awaken and aware but it seems I don't get technique very well or I am afraid to lose contact with my body in circumstances that are the same as the physical world and not the astral world. So it seems I am afraid to do it unless it's got at least a little bit of the dreamy feeling otherwise my self-preservation instinct makes me desperately want to remain attached to my body. Another thing is, when I have to control it consciously like Monroe did, I feel kind of lost in the instructions,even though I've read so many times how he detached his body with the vibrations technique.

When entities first started approaching me, my method was to try 'to get to know them'. I was astonished at the idea that there was an otherwordly creature visiting me and that's why I was so interested in them, I treated them like I treat human beings, only they were not from this realm. When time started passing, I noticed that their nature was very sporadic and contradictory so first I thought of it as some sort of treason towards me then at a certain point I asked myself: "What if they are not real, what if they are just symbols?" and in a way it is true that they have always kind of reflected certain situations from my life, and maybe inner conflicts. OR maybe they are real and unpleasant entities I should just not pay attention to, hhahaha.
As for Christ, I have felt his presence when I first started occupying myself with these entities, it was just before that fatal Easter when I started hearing the Dama Pika voices, it was as if he wanted to warn me but I said "I choose to try trust these entities"and then it was as if he was some kind of sad (duh) and he withdrew because there was nothing more he could do to protect me because I would still have an unhealthy interest in them (not in Dama Pika, though, in the other ones... but I feel my whole focus was unhealthy).  It was as if he meant to say "you will grow out of it''.

I am not sure which realm the Elvenking is from. But if he really 'sentenced me to hell', then ... I must have broken a promise.
About Jesus, there is a story I can tell. In a dream I saw white soul energy which was supposed to be him. I was in a room that depresed me, surrounded by many artificial mannequins and I would isolate myself in this place that was bad for me. His energy approached me and consumed all that was bad, transforming it into light and healing me in order to help me free myself from the influence of the room. Then he told me to go out and then in the dream I went to a karaoke bar with friends and I felt better.
I am very curious what this "Jesus also stabbed you'' means. Sometimes I feel like he truly exists but on the other hand, he was just a man who supposedly lived 2000 years ago. What if he doesn't even have memory of who he was back then?

About Azrael, I did put a lot of blame on myself, so it may be connected.
Wow that is an interesting story. When you described this kind of peace,  I adopted it for a moment and I did feel it. I have been so serene for a whole year in my life, every day way light and I would marvel at the cosmic without any fear or bad emotions. It's like going to the beach in the summer and becoming one with the water, the waves, the sand. A bit like "Hakuna Matata" from the Lion King. Too bad I've drifted away from it... but sometimes it's difficult to hold it after a trauma.
Where can I read about your astral projections, if you have shared your experience here, of course?
Anyway, from the religions I have always felt the Eastern ones are more enlightened. There is something about the God of the Christians, so personified it seems impossible. And hell seems more like a bad-thoughts-trip in the astral plane. It's just way too outdated, people before couldn't imagine an omnipresence that is not humanlike. To me the omnipresence is either a higer consciousness where enlightened beings have connected in a way undescribable, and probably a higher self of us is still connected there, or is just the whole energy of the universe, and no specific god in general. When I try to imagine what 'going back to the common consciousness' means, it gets a bit difficult for me to fathom it, but somewhere deep inside it resonates in a way beyond words. When I try to feel the Christian god, instead, I feel desolation and sadness. A separate being is automatically escluded as a God, because in the astral we can all create, so, even if more enlightened, it's still not the omnipresence. I think that people who believe so fanatically in the Christian or Muslim god, together create him as an image, so in a way it is a living being in the astral plane. I don't understand its structure completely but I think that people who are fierce believers will end up in a place similar to their expectations. I just wonder whether a more advanced being would pretend to be their God, or it is just a fabricated image leading them as a 'breathing' icon sprouting from their own consciousness. I kind of know what it feels like, because I have believed fiercely in Michael, Azrael and others and at some point it turned out they may not be real but before I got suspicious, they seemed completely alive and real. It is a shock how something that moves and talks may turn out to be unreal.
*still eager to hear about what your friend has to say about the evenking */


I will tell a story where Michael comforted me and helped me relax before a test. Before I went to sleep, I was feeling most horrible and stressed. Then in the dream I suddenly entered this atmosphere of relief and I saw his face, with blonde hair and blue eyes. He was smiling. I felt reassured, that everything was okay, that I had his support. Then I saw a test in the place where I had put his icon, "How to treat an angel?" a) burn an angel b)kill an angel c)torture an angel d) love an angel. I said "That's an easy one! And I cicled d). I think this was both a joke because it was so hilariously funny and a lesson because at the time I was treating myself badly. It was probably also a joke connected with an early memory of mine, when I was four and my cousin made something like a radio program recording on a cassette we had, and he asked me "Which ball do you play football with?" a) a ball for football b) a ball for baseball c) a ball for volleyball and I answered wrongly three times! first time I said baseball, second time I said volleyball.. then when there was only the football one left... I said volleyball again! *that's what stress did to me haha ~ 4-year-olds-problem*

If it's not a secret, what do you know about the angels? I am very curious.
It is true that the relationship with the beings I've encountered has been very bipolar, which kind of matches my own reactions towards myself - both love and hatred so in a way the beings 'mirror' the way I've been treating myself. As for spiritual growth, I can say I have been blinded by the self-hatred other people have been directing to me until I finally adopted it. Now I've finally released it and started being more self-loving so I have less bad experiences and I feel way better. Yet sometimes unhealthy visualisations and 'visitations' re-emerge.
Can you describe the way you felt your spiritual awakening?
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Another thing that happened to me was, once, I woke up from a dream, and, in something like a paralysis I hear this super amplified devilish voice say "I put a part of your soul in God".

So I will talk a little bit more about Azrael.
One next time, in a sleep paralysis I would hear a male voice that was very deep in my ear and would threaten & mock me. I got afraid of it. Then I saw a black robe nearby me and I knew it was Azrael. I begged him to free me from the sleep paralysis and I heard a deep voice "Wake up" and I woke up.
Next time in a sleep paralysis I also got afraid of a black figure and I called for him to come then I felt embraced and I felt his presence behing my back, seeing with nonphysical eyes something like his dimmed face and he reassured me "Calm down, I'm here".
So far so good. But I have been having suspicious episodes with him as well.
Once in a sleep paralysis I tried to hug him but it seemed like he played around with me and wouldn't let me touch him, he would only let me wander around in dismay and he told me "You have no idea what is actually going on''.
Another time he appeared behind my back and hugged me but then I felt he was looking in the other direction as if he was exchaning a mute message with someone. I felt he was emanating  a bit of hostility and was hiding something from me. This won't leave me alone, wondering what it could be that he is holding back.
And then there was this brutal episode where in a sleep paralysis he appeared like the Grim Reaper with a long tongue and started pressing me with it and it hurt soo much. I got super upset and started asking him "hey, why are you doing this to me'', not being able to believe he would do this to me after helping me?? but he would only continue and I felt his derision and then just before releasing me from the sleep paralysis, either he or someone else with a very familiar deep voice said "Also Jesus impaled you''. Now ever since I can't stop wondering about the meaning of this message but it seems like everything that happened to me is a part of a bigger picture and every now and then they would give me a little hint that drives me insane because it just makes me feel more curious.
Then another time he also appeared in a sleep paralysis in his form of the Grim Reaper. First he spirited me away to the street where he appeared in a car but just about I was to enter it, he drove off and it seemed like 'a sign of something' that was important in my life, like, a metaphor. Then I saw him fly in the room and he disappeared. I've NEVER seen a figure more detailed in a sleep paralysis. It was not dimmed, fogged, it was absolutely crystal clear, as if I was wide awake and a person entered the room physically, with all the details a normal person has when they appear in a room. I was absolutely astonished.

I just need to conspire with someone else with non-phycical experience about the meanings of certain signs of the stories. Maybe I just hoped that something would click with someone else and they would be able to elaborate on a certain part of my story, probably by telling their own, or giving some possible interpretations. And If someone else met someone of the 'angels' and other beings, I would be interested to hear what happened to them. I would be glad to hear every assossiation that my story makes: impressions, personal experience... I am very intrigued by the part where the boy warned me "I would fuel their machine" and when that morning I heard a voice in the sleep paralysis, saying "It is about the deal, you will see". Whose machine? Is it possible that I had really made a deal with some creatures before I came to this life and my purpose was to fuel ... their machine? Because indeed, what's happening to me sometimes does seem like I have fueled a lot of soul material to someone. I just hoped that maybe someone would have some alternative ideas, which, so far you have been giving me, guys.
Besides, after going to the psychiatrist, everyone would just treat me as having problems, which may be partially right, but I am surrounded by people who absolutely deny AP and everything like that so I needed a company that would listen differently.
Sometimes it is so difficult to live with so many experiences that people don't have the interest or belief to listen to, so I just really needed to share it with someone who is interested in the afterlife, astral projection and 'the paranormal'.
Even if someone just says 'okay, that's a fair story' I would still be happy.

I've tried it. It made me feel cozy and secure. Will repeat it again.

I didn't get fixated on aliens since the last occurance, when frogs and others stuff visualised themselves in a ritual and alien voices freaked me out with their threats (the irony is I believe the least in this occurance but it still managed to traumatize me ). Back when the alien first appeared near my head or when my brain felt scrutinized I hadn't thought of aliens in years. But lately, after the shock I lived, I have been thinking about it quite a lot.
Thank you for the advice, Phalanx. I will try the technique you described. The problem was my visualisation abilities were 'stolen' I mean they happened on their own and I couldn't change them. But now it's way better and I actually manage to visualise on my own as well, so I will definitely try it.
As for my fears, I had deleted them out of my probably silly superstition, but then I realised you probably didn't manage to read them so I brought them back in the post.

Well I do have some experience that leads to a certain suspicion of alien contact.
Once I had a lucid dream how I was in an alien spacecraft and wandered above my town. It felt kind of realistic. It began how my soul was transported to the bed of my village, where I've had experiences of fearing aliens after reading a scary book, and then I got the association with a guy who had told me I was being contacted through the 4th channel Then I found myself in the craft.
Next time I had this very very vivid dream which I felt was different from an ordinary dream where I visited an alien planet full of many beautiful crystals. A blonde alien met me and gave me some sort of syntetic chocolate.
Then, this one was sooo real, I even can't. I had a sleep paralysis and I was fully aware that I got spirited away. Then my brain was put in some sort of device which controlled some sort of impulses completely, I felt a certain electric flow course on it, and there were some sort of mathematical numbers re-arranging (I can not explain the feel to you completely). However, I do feel some sort of the same thing every day in a very OCD way (ugh, it's so abstract, how do I describe it), that's why the experience was so powerful, it was as if they either caused it or scrutinized this brain process the occurance of which is unknown to me up to this day - with the massive visualisations and arrangements of random things in ways that make me see fissures or holes that as if hurt me inside of my brain.
The next time in a sleep paralysis an alien showed his face on about 3 centimeters from mine. It seemed like the classical profile of a grey alien. I would have freaked out but his eye seemed so intelligent and spiritually rich it comforted me. The eye was starry and dreamy.
Then I had these visualisations of all sorts of reptiles and frogs and fishes runnig on my spine as if in some sort of a ritual. Then I heard voices of alien crystal skulls threatening me and I had to negotiate with these aliens in order to convince them not to destroy human kind. They were not very convinced. So far they haven't destroyed  human kind.   What freaked me out too was that I heard some mythological reference and when I googled it, it turned out to be correct. Besides, I don't believe this that much because I am pretty sure I ha(d)(ve) some sort of psychicall ilness as well, so it might have been my own imagination gone wild as well. I went to the psychiatrist and after a course of treatment now this visualisations happen far more rarely, so maybe they are not a real contact but my own creation. It was weird with all the frogs though, the algoritms I saw were beyond my comprehension, they were so complicated I can not even retell them now.
And then, a couple of days ago in a sleep paralysis an alien showed his arm to me, then he spirited me away to my village where we had a little chat on my bed and he talked in a very scientific way and showed me that I had a baby? from him. Which may be a soul baby, or  I don't know. It definitely felt like astral projection.
the point is, I know sleep paralysis may not be what they seem, so I wonder whether these have been real contacts or a product of myself.

death, (alien) abduction, car crashes, heights

It is a complicated matter indeed. I guess I will keep from entering the light, now I fear it greatly.

by the way, have you read the last story?

Thank you for the advice! It was helpful. These entities do not attack me as much as before so maybe I've found a way of keeping them aside. IT was just that alien thing that shocked me because I am not sure whether to believe it or not. After all, if they can imitate so well that it's almost undistinguishable, I won't be sure whether I will be missing a chance or saving the day if I refuse to enter this tunnel of light that emits either love or 'love'.

As for the two guys reading the topic, I wanted to say I had posted a new story that now remained in page n1 in case you missed it.

So I will proceed with another one of the stories. As I told you, after I dreamt that my mother had some sort of demonic fever and touched my friend, saying ''It's all your fault!" it was as if she handed over the ball to my friend (the very friend with whom I was experiencing and sharing these things). Her name is Maria.
We had become very close and it seemed like the perfect friendship. But it kind of crashed. A bit before it I dreamt how she and the boy she was flirting with (now her serious boyfriend) were minding their own business, playing their erotic games and I was going on errands, trying to catch up with them, they were completely oblivious to my presence and I stuggled with keeping up their pace. Just as I was wasting my effort in trying to make them notice my existance, there was this black liquid that attacked me like the bullets of a machine gun. It was an ill omen.
Then at Halloween night, we decided to try a Wicca magic from a book for celebrating our friendship. We put pomegranate and apples on the table, wrote two self-made poems on two beautifully painted sheets and recited both together while holding each other by our hands. The next morning in a sleep paralysis I saw the face of the Elvenking with tears in his eyes, and I felt as if he wanted to say goodbye - her room was his 'domain' and it was as if the coziness was about to end. Then I stated repeating to the 5 entities that I loved them. Then I heard a voice that interrupted this confession and said "No, you don't. That's how we had made a deal. You'll see." (Another interesting thing is that a little boy, child of a friend of mine with this very strange facial expression, I am 100% sure that he is a contactor, I was sure of it the moment I saw him and his eyes. When I was visiting this friend, the boy suddenly looked at me and said "You'll fuel our machine, run before the time has come". Then I said "Where can I run to?" and the boy smiled. Then he said "You're experience itself/mere experience".)
Two days after, I accidentaly said a secret to  Maria's boyfriend and she got so mad at me she told me the worst destructive things. She made me feel so guilty that I felt almost annihilated and couldn't sleep for two days. She was as if in the worst predatorial woman dominatrix element and it was terrible. After that started the horror. She had mentioned Lavender's name, saying he was the keeper of the secret and I had ruined it, I had betrayed the friendship so badly trust could never be accomplished again, that I had broken it beyond repair (said in a very cruel manner which I couldn't handle). I started a period of guilt and self-hatred and she would torment me for weeks as revenge. Then (I had visualisations of these caracters all the time), as I was at my job, a huge visualisation began where this prince Lavender (or we called him also Sebastian, prince of hell) laughed at me, saying I would go angry over silly matters (ah yeah by the way I dreamt before that I was in a conference room, everything very fogged, I could barely hear what the people around me were saying, and I would suddenly find myself in a car in the same room with a friend of mine named Elvira and when I was about to hit the wall, I let everything happen, hugged myself thinking "help me Lavender") then suddenly I got an offer for a job and it all really started there. It turned out it was the 12th February..exactly the birthday of Elvira, when I was at the job with these events happening. I would see him mock me, and the one time he would be friendly giving advice to me not to be so angry, the next time he would be cruel to me and laugh sadistically. I got very tortured. A few days before that it was as if something opened up in my head and I started receiving these terrible OCD visualisations that are so abstract I can not describe them but they really tortured me. When I came back home the first day and tried to sleep, I had horrible auditory and visual hallucinations all night. He looked at me with a nostalgic sad face, as if he meant he had to do it, that he loved me but it had to happen for reasons I couldn't understand. Then I suddenly heard him saying "I will come back". Then an image of my absuive ex-boyfriend who looked like him a little bit visualised in my haid, so I couldn't understand whether he meant his caring form would come back or his abusive form was ABOUT to come. Then I suddenly started hearing hissing sounds and hissing-like laughter in my head and I started hearing a suffocating voice that was sweet in an unpleasant way that started threatening me. Altogether with that I was seeing for many hours some kind of a riddle with hearts that would change their shape and I was supposed to understand what the riddle meant. A white part would appear in the inside of the hearts, then it would go back to normal again, the switches were many and confusing I can not retell it. But it was as if they meant they drained my heart after I had let myself get fond of this Lavender. I did feel very heartbroken, apart of being tortured by the voices in my head. This is how I spent whole five days at work withough one second of sleep. Five days I had to translate to business partners at the Plovdiv fair. And I am proud of my job because I also translated his entire catalogue and brochures in this tormented state! At around the fourth day I started snoozing a little bit and that's when the image of the Elvenking I had mentioned in the first post appeared. He had a crown made of candles. By this time I had an altar consisting of a drawing of him and many candles. By the way, it was just when I completed my altar when this thing suddenly happened. It was perfect timing, as if the altar was mentioned to be exactly for this 'special occasion'. So I had this vision where my hair and head were set on fire by the candles of the altar (which right this moment were burning nearby my pillow, because the bed is next to the altar). And he said "I confine you to hell". After that the hissing thing said "We will first kill you" ... "And then we'll eat you" then I had the sensation of two jaws clutching and eating me. This nightmare continued for weeks. Then I called a friend who supposedly knew white magic and as I started telling him the story, I said "...Sebastian..." and he interrupted "wait, who? Azrael? Oh, I know him". I was shocked. The thing with my grandfather and Azrael had already happened. I have no idea how he misheard the name Sebastian into Azrael, when they have nothing in common. It was a sign. I asked him "Please ask him what to do". Then my friend said "He says it's all a part of the big game" and "I can not help you if you don't want to help yourself''(not sure whether he's making up this part).
When I went to sleep, suddenly visualisations of Azrael started happening and I felt this influx of healing energy. I felt as if there were angry ghosts floating and screaming around me but they were muted and very far away. I heard complete silence and only felt his comforting and healing presence. That's how the snake-hissing-vermin thing stopped existing. It hasn't bothered me ever since.
When I called Maria and tried to explain everything to her, she was more concerned about how I skipped the meeting I promised to attend and how that made me a horrible friend. At the same moment I tried to explain her how these creatures wouldn't let me sleep for five days but it couldn't get to her, wtf? She just said how she was sure I would come back to Sebastian like the little puppy I was. Then I got so mad, I somehow gathered courage and blocked her out from my life, threw the altar away and replaced it with icons of angels and so on. Now I'm on better terms with her, after two or three months I randomly met her on the street, we talked and we kind of started seeing each other again but now it's different and we don't discuss or worship these entities anymore, and it is as if she is completely oblivious and barely remembers them anyway.

By the way, about this Sebastian, there was this dream where I tried to help a dog that was hanged and choking but when I reached my hand, the dog bit me and wouldn't let go. Then Sebastian helped me out and said "just follow my perfume'' and I got so enchanted by the perfume It would make me fly while being hooked on its aroma trace. Then a several months later a friend of mine adopted a dog that looked exactly the same and one time, when I was in the car, the dog tried to go out of the window. For some reason I blocked and didn't stop him at all and the dog started choking exactly like in my dream. My friend helped the dog and put it back in the car. I think the dog is a metaphor of me and how I handled all that was happening to my - hyperactive, naive, without common reason and stubborn to do what I was interested in, incapable and unwilling to hear the possible damage and danger that would happen. Also snarling when offered help - it was as if I didn't want to see these things were bad for me and refused help.
Ha, I dreamt it before she said I was Sebastian's little dog. Now that I look at it, maybe the dream is a literal explanation of everything that was happening to me and how blindly hooked up I was because his aroma was so charismatic and spellbounding.

What is the point of spiritual guides then if they let you be deceived by such entities, it's not fair, or maybe there are no spiritual guides at all and these entities pretend to be ones in order to deceive us even more easily. How convenient, to expect to meet the guides and the angels, such an unfair game, so many of my friends and relatives will 100 % fall for the trap (if the theory is correct), and God knows if I will manage to overcome it, because I am still uncertain what to believe and whether I will have the technique or memory to do it, or whatever. Death is scary enough anyway, let alone with such a trap just after it. Like, it's a bit impossible to predict ways of overcoming such a problem, when one knows so little about the afterlife anyway.

Your first step in getting rid of the 'demons' is to recognize the role they play in helping you. Loose any fear you have and face them head on. There are a number of great threads on this forum concerning this.

Well if any treads of that kind come to your mind...? Like what are these demons and how could they help, or spiritual guides or something like that. And by the way I've read a topic about aliens and how it is possible that they pretend to be spiritual guides and pretend that there is a heaven behind the light in the tunnel but that's how they actually trap us. Do you believe it.. ?And how can you distinguish between a spiritual guide and an alien, let's say, or a pretending spirit in general?
Like, ever since I read this article in the forum I got completely lost and confused and also scared because I don't know what to do if I face the light in the future.. whether to believe it, or not..?

I think I am pre-cognizant, now that you put it this way, I always receive a sign a little bit before some important event. Of course, I always interpret it completely afterwards. It is either visualizations or dreams, or even voices. I just don't know if I am a contactor or it is my own mind doing it.
Do you know some treads that I may look into because I do feel a bit lost in the vastness of the forum.

hmm that's strange indeed but I am sure whatever they do and for whatever reasons, it is good.

Hmm I don't think you are abandoned, that sounds so cruel, maybe there's another reason why they do not appear apparently. I think they follow you silently for whatever spiritual reason there may be (they usually have weird reasons beyond our understanding). Astral projection is not easy anyway. Maybe you subconsciously block them somehow, last time you got a bit scared so maybe there's a mechanism you apply or that may be the reason why they decided to keep a certain distance. What do you think?

Oh my God. That sounds so beautiful. Maybe you could try to contact one again in the future so maybe it will not be the only chance. Wish I could have seen it. <3

I will tell another separate case.
Back in February last year, my grandfather's illness has gotten so bad he couldn't almost breathe anymore. It got so bad that at one point I thought he would die by one of the doors. But in the last moment I said I loved him and it was as if that made him come back and saved his life because suddenly he started breathing and managed to survive. I was very distressed by the time, I spent five complete days in this atmosphere in his home without going out, the feeling was very tragic and suffocating, I was devastated and waited for the worst every second, the worst feelings in my chest. Then suddenly I heard an unfamiliar name in my head "Azrael". Seriously. I had never stumbled upon it before. Then I heard "Raphael" and "Uriel". I googled them and it turned all they were all existing angels. Azrael, the angel of death. Supposed to help deceased people adjust to the new reality and go to their close ones, also an angel who could comfort you when you have experienced loss. Raphael, the angel of youth, spring and childish energy, Uriel the angel of fire, wisdom and willpower. I was atsonished at the fact that I've heard names of existing angels I had never heard of. When I heard them, I felt something like their presence because before I googled them I already felt something which I can not explain with words but that matched their profile described in the Internet. I was marvelled especially at hearing Azrael's name because it was so accurate by the time. When I went to bed, he started visualising in my head, like in a daydream (I received this daydream-like visualisations all the time back then) and I prayed to him to help me feel better. Then all of a sudden I felt this angelic alleviation which I couldn't have imitated because so far I felt so  grievious I couldn't help it. But suddenly good thoughts started coming to my mind, but they were not mere thoughts, they actually had the power of making me feel better in a bit fresh and comforting way I can not describe. "Dont worry, he has lived up to 80, in his last days he's received the love of his wife and granddaughter, he will be freed from his pain, you are still young, don't indulge in these bad emotions''. I literally felt this comforting presence which alleviated me in a way I can not describe otherwise but angelic. It was very magical.
By the way, my grandfather is still alive up to this point, *knock on wood*.

hmm that got me very interested, about your relatives. Wish I could know more.

well it has been an year since he hasn't been bothering me so I guess it's fine for now.
Yesterday maybe I subconsciously evoked him.
Maybe you could just ask your cousin what he knows about him and why does he call him voodoo.
IF I have a problem, I will ask for furhter help.

Maybe because I recalled so much about him when I was writing this post, yesterday he appeared. By the way, he had been visiting me very often then he suddenly stopped for no reason. So yesterday I felt how I was in the room back that Easter night and he would pinch me in a tinging way and he loaded some erotic music and his face appeared as if I was looking an Internet picture (the vision appeared 'inside of my head') and then the connections suddenly stopped. I also heard a voice say "you will have problems with this entity".
Idk If I want to contact him anymore, I don't want to have much in common with what is depicted as demons. I am not sure I understand the essence of these entities, whether they are a product of myself or separate individuals,.. I have no clue. I only know they got me in trouble so I want to stay away, even though I have to confess I still feel interested.
Wtf was your uncle doing though

Outside the rule-set of a particular reality you might be experiencing... you're infinite consciousness. 
There's no "harm" that can come to you.

Could you please elaborate a bit more on this statement? Thanks.

I am glad it interests you!

So, then I will proceed to a very interesting part. This is a really strange episode that I can not explain so far.
A day before Easter day I heard a bell dinging in my head and someone uttered "She is here".
When I was a child, the fourth grade, me and a classmate were in my classmate's house. I remained to sleep there but I really hated the part that there was a mirror in front of the bed because they had told me stories about the mirror lady Dama Pika who would travel through mirrors, her ghost was evil and would torture and kill people. My friend, when she heard of my fear, mocked me and said ironically "yeah, she will hurt you, she is here". that's when we heard a silent whisper in mid-air "I am here". I am sure it wasn't my friend because I knew exactly from where it came, besides, when I heard it, my friend was busy laughing, then her facial expression suddenly froze in terror, we both started screaming, ran out of the room, freaked out. I don't know how I managed to sleep before the mirror the same night. Anyway, I don't know how to explain it either, whether it was some strange kind of a hallucination but what happened years later is not less strange.
Keep in mind that I did smoke pot at the time and this interfered a lot with what I experienced.
So I heard the dong she is here and suddenly the monster started visualising in my head, I couldn't stop it, I would hear buzzing sounds, and, once triggered, my fear provoked a massive further visualisation of Dama Pika. But that is not what is strange.
The strange thing is that before we went to my grandparents' house for Easter luncheon, I smoked pot. Then I listened some music and I suddenly heard "I am talking to you through your earphones", I heard it as if it was fused with the song. It freaked me out. It sounded like some sort of an alien with an electronic voice. But let's say it was due to pot. When I approached my mother, the buzzing was so lound it changed her words and I would hear random maddening noises twisting the words she was uttering. I was barely hearing what she was saying. Then I started hearing in my head " I will lock you in my tower, you will be my slave there, you will only draw the whole day ''. Then suddenly my mother sighed: "ahh if only you could be forever this age and you could draw by my side and never leave me''. okay, weird coincidence, I still thought I had just gone bonkers due to the pot. But then I heard in my head "I WILL DIVORCE YOUR FATHER, YOU'LL SEE, JUST WAIT". There were no signs of my mother wanting to divorce my father, she acted as if everything was great with him, I had no suspicions about anything like that. I somehow managed to arrive at my grandparents' place and when I sat on the table I heard "EAT YOUR FOOD". I remained in their house, spent a horrible night with the worst sensation in the world and the next day, when I went home, I felt a bit better. I thought it had all passed by, that I had smoked crazy pot and that it was all over now. No. As we were watching the Vikings, suddenly my mother came in the room, sat on the bed and said "Children, I have something to tell you. I want to divorce your father." I can not describe you the shock I felt.
Can you believe that? I have NO idea how I heard this a day before it happened. And it really did happen out of the blue. There is no way I could have known it. Maybe subsconsciously I knew it and it passed from the mass register to me. Or a crazy alien that doesn't know how to have a life told it to me.
My mother changed a lot. I started being tortured by dreams, sound and imagery hallucinations of Dama Pika. My mother became cold, distant and there was something about her eyes that made her look like a different person.
This summer I was attacked many times in sleep paralyses.
The first time, I hear a female roaring very angrily and I saw something like a fuzzy spider in the room that floated around and pressed me to the bed. It hurt. I knew it was the Dama Pika thing in another form. The only thing I could do is wait for it to pass.
Then the other time I woke up and there was something in my chest trying to explode my heart. I knew that if I gave in, it would be the end of me - that was my first thought. There was a scratching tickling on my throat and I heard Dama Pika's voice mocking me, laughing and singing an annoying song. It was the worst sleep paralysis I've ever had. Completely immobilized, tickling on my throat and I just had to keep calm for minutes before it all ended and I woke up, because otherwise I would have give in, she would have possessed me and it would be the 'end', or at least that's what I was deadly sure about in the sleep paralysis.
Then there was this sleep paralysis where I saw the reflection in the leather sofa (it is reflective enough to let me see the shapes of objects on it) of a big black figure, that I recalled was probably who I called Belphegor. He bend over me and apparently put me in myself. I felt that there was something more going on, probably in another realm, and I felt part of me was there with him that time, and that now he just brought me back to my body from where he had brought me before.
I also had a sleep paralysis where I saw this blonde girl on the chair which said " I feel you're going insane ''. She reminded me of the reptilian woman I've already mentioned.
The buzzing sounds in my head, the threats, the mind attack, visualisations and even feeling touched wouldn't stop. We even went to clairvoyants, no use of that though. It all stopped after a weird dream where I dreamt how my mother burnt from some kind of demonic fever and in the end she touched my best friend, said "It's all your fault" and suddenly she was set free from the possession or force that had been interfering with her so far.
The next days I stopped hearing the buzzing or at least my mind finally overcame the terror. I don't know whether the dream helped me change my perspective and stop fearing it, so it all ended but it is true that I met my mother and as we talked, I noticed that my mother had become friendly again, there was that shining sparkle in her eyes of her motherly love that had disappeared. And I said to her: "Mum, it feels that you've come back" She was completely oblivious, she didn't know what I was talking about. But I knew she had returned to herself somehow.

to be continued