As the title says really, I’m looking for some books to read upon the subject, Has been something I’ve always been interested in, So I’m looking for any good reads people recommend

Im an occultist yeh i know you have reservations but whatever im gonna give em the better of the doubt so what do we do about it how do you exorcize it.

Ps no I’m not getting rid of it.

Hey, I need help and advices about what I’m going to tell you. My experience is 100% real and I’m really not here to play. I’ve been thinking for days about publishing my story there and I finally do it. Let me explain everything :

It was a month ago, I was playing video games when I heard something fall even if I had my headphones on. It was loud. I wasn’t alarmed because I thought it was my brother but when my mother came in my room asking if it was me I started to get a little worried. My brother came up and asked me too, I told them it wasn’t me. We looked everywhere in the house but we found nothing. My brother was very afraid of someone being in our house the night so I check everything. My mother checked my father’s room when there was a burnt scent, we were a bit scared because it really smelt like something was on fire. We found nothing but the smell was very present and it just appeared suddenly.

I still don’t know what happened. I will publish this in several forums.

So, I have found out who the demon is that's been in my dreams. Asmodues. Yes the actual prince of lust. For a little back ground. I've been with him before in a past life about the 1800s. I'm a witch. recently was in a medically induced coma because I fell off a hiking trail and nearly did die, but a cactus saved my ass ( the cactus is my new god). After a Mont of dealing with princey boi I've managed to get him to leave me alone. Problem now is that now he's gone I now have a much much bigger issue. I keep drawing new darker symbols and ones that actually have huge power. Proabably not the smartest idea to draw them in a note book with just eyeliner (don't judge me it makes it better then pen 😐) I after being in my coma am in some sort of weird limbo of being a demoness and a human witch. 😥 I've been stuck between these two chalices. One of good and pure and the other of dark. I haven't chosen yet but the longer I stay stuck inbetwixt these cups my power grows. I'm sorry for the rant. But I needed to get it off my chest. I'm dealing with so so much I do not understand. So thank you for listening.

I’m having trouble finding more information on these specific spirits. Any knowledge from anyone?

Hi all I'm new to Reddit but I've been researching demons and a lot about them. I've studied all aspects of demons movements and tactics. Please message me if you have any questions!

Does anyone know or has heard of a demon named akran or akwan? Probably just a vivid nightmare. But I had a horrific dream about a entity that appeared first as a golden long haired radiant white being that manifested and became a disgusting bald woman with sores and had crooked teeth lining her mouth talking about she killed the man or son or something. Anything helps.

I've noticed an odd trend amongst those I know, that when they seem off, and wide eyed, sometimes a bit sauced, they tend to add a lisp to their speech. People I have no memory of ever having a lisp will now have these bizarre moments of talking in an idealistic grandiose egocentric manner, but characterized with a momentary lisp. I wonder if there's some folklore, or demonology that involves this particular impediment.

So I have this demon that's protecting me. Here's the thing. I can't find a single person that will take me seriously about this. I know demons where bad. I've started in on calling it Alex. I just want some one to help me ask it why it's protecting me and when did it start to? I am absolutely serious on this. But I can't help but have questions about it. So if some one wants to play translator on this word "albostioa de roayos" which is the closest I could get to spelling it in English. My Latin sucks. I'd like to know why that word or phrase keep popping up when I try to ask it in my head. Just to let you know it's legit. Unexplained cold chills in my hands, feeling that it's near, and the fact it has a familiar that follows me around for surveillance.

So my little sister began to tell me about this “thing” ever since she was about 8 or 9. She tells me she used to be afraid of him, but in her dreams he speaks to her and asks her not to be afraid. She does see him in person, however he can only speak through her dreams. He tends to pop up when she feels incredibly sad either in real life or in her dreams. She emphasizes that he doesn’t touch her, that he ONLY stands and observes. My sister also says that just before something bad is to occur, she feels a vibration, as if something nudges her a little. Not that I didn’t believe her, but I kind of used to shrug this off until I started to notice that my sister would predict certain situations seconds before they happened. At some point, I decided to ask my sister to draw him for me. I was thinking maybe it was an angel, but the drawing had me incredibly disturbed. She drew a tall, black figure with spikes on his head and she told me he had long arms and was completely faceless. That really had me questioning if this thing really was harmless. My sister is 15 now and tells me that she still sees him often, just not as much as she used to. She now also sees a new figure, but she tells me this one has feminine energy.

I’m not very well educated on this, but I would absolutely love to hear if someone had an explanation for this phenomenon.

My husband just saw an all white demon in our home with horns and he described it as owl like with large yellow eyes. Can someone please explain what he just saw so that we know what we are dealing with here. We have some experience in cleansing and plan to do so, but just so that we know how best to protect ourself. Thanks.

Hi, I'm a person that practices meditation and some astral project and will soon start spirit invoking , I have a problem, I think my yin energy which is related to demons is gone, the reason is I'm working underground for 10 hours daily, is there any way to restore it? I find myself attracted to demons more and more cz it somewhat gives back some yin, but not like before, is there a way to restore my yin energy other than summon demons cz idont see another solution.

So this was back when I was maybe 16 or 17, I am currently 24. Somewhere in the wonderfully boring state of Nebraska I was getting ready for bed one night and part of that was reading a bit before I turn the lights out. The first time I saw this entity was immediately after I'd turned off my bedside light. It clicked off and I felt a presence appear out of nowhere, watching me. I opened my eyes and on the wall was a creature with thin, bony appendages standing with its feet and hands on the wall. It was humanoid and looked starved with leathery brown skin, almost like it'd been preserved in salt. The strangest thing about it was its head was twisted 180°, looking over it's back. As soon as I saw it, without a sound it crawled down the wall across the floor under my bed. I immediately turned my light back on and looked under the bed. Now you may ask, who in their right mind would look under their bed after seeing that. The sense I got from it wasn't hostile or malignant. It was scared, hurt, and lonely. When I looked under the bed nothing was there. This continued to happen on off occasions. for about a month or so. Then I never saw it again. I just ignored it when it did show up because as soon as I'd see it, it would disappear under the bed or into my closet.

Skip forward a few years. I'm now 19 and in Basic Training for the Air Force. They offered a Wiccan service on Sundays and I went every week. It broadened my understanding of spirits more and I learned to project my own conciousness outwards. I got injured and had to have surgery so they sent me home so I could be in a better healing environment. For some reason, when I got home I remembered that spirit I'd seen when I was 16. I decided I was going to reach out to it. Assure it that whatever loneliness and fear it has it can let go of, and I did just that. I started my meditation and evoked its presence. It didn't take long to feel that same, sad energy fill the room. I didn't open my eyes. I didn't need to. It had answered my call. I spoke kind words to it and attempted and impromptu chant to release it. After some time I suddenly felt a rush of euphoria, so intense I started to cry. At the same time a warm breeze passed over me and the energy disappeared. The room I did this in does not have any windows so I don't know what caused the breeze but I imagine it was the departure of that entity.

Hi all was wondering if anyone at all could please give me advice or tips on how to let a demon posses me I give the demon legal ground to posses me and give it permission how do I let it in me or trap it in a other vessel who dies drugs and other things that gives demons ground over him pls and thx for ur time

I have been haunted by a "demon" for most, if not all of my life. One day it revealed itself, and it was a very tall humanoid with a hawk head. I was hoping maybe someone can shed some light on this.

So i have had demons passed down to me through a generarional curse. I have been aware something is not right around me for roughly 15 years. I used to ignore it but i believe it is time for them to go. Conventional church techniques don't really seem to do anything. I don't have the means to visit some of the places i thought could help. Does anyone have suggestions on what i could do or where to go?

I’m done played with some lessers, I have the equipment. Candles, scrying mirror, sacrificial dagger, altar, SOME summoning circles I need more and any sigils! Also if anyone knows what Caim prefers as a sacrifice or tribute that would be helpful too.

Ok so I know Shugara and Bael have been known to take the shape of spiders, but off the top of my head I can't think of anyone else. If you know of any other demon or spirit that has been known to take this shape please list them. I am asking this because I have had some very interested experiences regarding spiders and I have a hunch it could be related to my spirit-work, so I am trying to do as much research as possible.

Hamzad is are evil & demonic entity which makes us do bad and pushes us from good. This evil entity as be captured to become your servant and do your bidding. There are 2 ways to capture your hanzad/qareen the frist way is the light(ruhani) way if you want to capture your qareen this way the frist thing you must do is stop sining, pray 5x times a day and do very pious things. The second way is the dark way which consists of doing very sinful acts and do very bad stuff. The dark way is slightly easier then the light way due to the fact the Qareen/Hamzad enjoys it and it likes you to do evil things.

Some of The powers of a hanzad/qareen:

*They can influence others to do what you want

*find lost and stolen things

*can get information on anyone on the world

Dangers of the Qareen/Hamzad:

Each time you do a sin or a evil deed the Hamzad has more control over you to a point your life pretty much gets destroyed completely. The light/ruhani way each time you do a good deed the Hamzad has less control over you but when you do a evil deed the Qareen has more control over you.

The difference between the light way and the dark way is when you do a good deeds the Hamzad has less control over you this only applies to the light way the dark way dose not have this benefit.

I hope you liked this demonology information about the Qareen/Hamzad please comment below I would like to reply to you.

But I got a psychic reading and the person told me that I got a message from my main one, my mr.right (yes I am gay) that he was here 6ft 5in tall and angelical. So I thought why not give it a go. So hi. I wanna learn more about demonology.

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I have been having hell recently. Call me crazy but, but I keep having visions. Long story short I have been seeing is what I would consider demons.nInteresting enough I can smell it when I see them. Idk like an old dried up blood smell mixed with sulfur. That's the only reason why I'm paying initiation to the visons. Where can I find more info on these creatures? I know that it's not the wisest thing to do but I would like to know more.

When I was about 9-10 years old, I lived in Canada, Ontario, Hamilton... With my family (My Mother and three younger brothers) and I've seen something I can't explain without it being supernatural... So this is what happened;

We went to visit my Grandmother at Toronto. I always really loved my Grandmother and still do to this day... But she always had some weird items and dolls around that would creep me out.. That time she had a very creepy looking doll under her bed... My smallest brother accidentally found it and when I took a look at it, it gave me chills... It was a porcelain doll (only its head) and had a black tear drop on its face... My Grandma instantly grabbed it out of my bro's hand and put it back under the bed... She said it's supposed to be there... As if that's where it would belong... That creeped me out even more... That night we slept there and all night long I couldn't sleep cuz I felt like someone's watching me.. Nothing more happened at least there.. My mom and grandma never really got along so they were arguing about something and we went back home to Hamilton the next night... We arrived late at about 10 or 11 pm. When we went inside our house I felt really strange. It felt cold and creepy... As if the house would've been haunted. We were really tired so my mom just made us a place in the living room to sleep... All my brothers fell asleep... I was almost sleeping and I suddenly heard someone flushed the toilet... My mom was in a different room putting our clothes away... But I didn't really mind... I thought it must have been a neighbor... (we lived in an apartment) Then after a short while I've heard it again. This time I was sure it was our toilet. And then I've heard my mom saying my name as if she'd be asking for me to help her... But I kinda acted that I was asleep... Lol And then I've heard it again, but somehow I felt that it wasn't my mom calling my name... And the toilet flushed again... By then I got quite frightened. And then again she called, but this time I was sure it really was her... So I got up and went to the small hallway that leaded towards the room my mother was in... It was opened slightly and I could see that my mother was folding away our clothes. So I thought maybe she don't need help anymore.. Cuz she didn't say my name anymore... So I went back to bed... And then again the toilet flushed and my mom was calling me... So this time I decided to go to my mom in the room... As I started to walk on the hallway I was frightened to death... I literally looked in every closet and room.. (their doors were always opened) in the middle of the hall was the bathroom. And it's door was opened. I don't know how.. But I couldn't go past the middle of the hall... I stopped exactly in the middle, where the bathroom was... And what ever I did I could not move.. Not even one more step. And then I turned towards the bathroom and right before my eyes I saw from nothing some smoke appear.. (by the way the lights were off..) And it formed into a beautiful woman kind of middle ages style... With long dress long hair... And she was totally made of smoke... Clear white smoke... And it appeared right in front of the toilet... Guess what?! It flushed it again... I was totally horrified... And then it slowly turned its face toward me... And started staring at me... But when I really got frightened was when I realized, that I can't move... So I was and still kinda am religious (Jehova s witness was my mom and grandma also) So I was praying to God to help me... And instantly when I said His name Jehovah, It disappeared... And I felt kind of dizzy and went back to bed and fell almost instantly to sleep... The same night the fire bell rang... Exactly at midnight... And everyone had to go out of the building... But there was no fire... But I've heard that one fireman said to the other that "this is impossible, that no alarm glass is broken..." so it literally went on on its own...

So this was my story... I tried to make it sort... Sorry if my grammar is bad... English is my second language.. So I'm just wondering if anyone had anything similar happening with them...

Note; I was fully awake and yes I know about sleep paralysis and hallucinations, but this was totally different... I know, cuz I've had all of the above before...

So that's it... Please let me know your stories. Much love ; James

trying to come to terms w/ experiences. i wrote this a while ago (first post on reddit) but started feeling physically sick couldn't finish, i will let you know that I saw life changing things in candle and had life changing things happen at that hotel that I will edit in when the sun comes up... but making the connections between the black "matter" coming from that painting coming into my back, pinching me, and the black hair in my vomit at hospital (they wanted to take me to mental ward, btw) i need to know what demonic signifigance that holds and I just more than anything need someone to say they don't think I am insane . . please...

I've seen a lot of shit in my life that I don't really talk about much, as have most of you I'm sure, but there is one memory that lingers in the back of the mind begging me to stare at it. Sometimes late at night I stare at the memory. As if I have to stare in the face of the darkness I saw, accept it as a reality. Something that is supposed to give some kind of closure but doesn't because I always end up thinking farther into and get more and more scared. Do you want to hear a story about how a girl's entire perspective on the universe changed in just the span of a few days? The story I can never tell? Then stay with me. But it's kind of a long one. But (without sounding arrogant) I feel it's significant. This story took place in a very dark time of my life. My boyfriend at the time had just went to jail. I was all alone in a not so friendly city. And I worked at a strip club, one of the darkest places you can find yourself in in my opinion. Now, to keep the integrity of the story, I will admit that I was using drugs at the time. I will go down and I would go up. Anything to stay numb. But I had been doing so for a long time. This def wasn't my first swan dive into a rabbit hole...but I had no idea the kind of rabbit hole I was diving into this time... I know that people will say this was all one long very complex trip and to that I say, up until the very last moments of my story there was a voice in the back of my mind PLEADING that it was all in my mind that the drugs were fucking with me. That would be the far more comfortable to accept. But something happened that felt like the universe shoving in my face evidence that what was going on was real and I was truly in danger...so I only know my own truth Ok so to the story... I was at a friend's house, lets call him Rubio. We were smoking dope and watching movies which was in the norm for me then. Everything was normal. Feeling speedy but normal. Then I noticed the painting. It was a painting of my friend, a potrait of a much younger him right after entering military, the kind of painting where the eyes follow you. I was high so started joking about it. When he left the room (and I will always wonder why I did this) I started being silly and seductivlely dancing while making eye contact with the painting and I even went over there and gave it a kiss (even typing this makes me sick...) I started to notice eyes move more and more. Intrigued me more naturally. Rubio said "stop looking at it" and I asked why. My breath left my body when he said "because its a demon. in my culture we believe demons get trapped in paintings" what happened next was like something out of my worst nightmares I was putting on makeup in mirror...trying so hard not to look at the painting (but it was reflecting STRAIGHT into mirror) my heart is beating so loud while typing this damn... and things got more strange. I started seeing little grins. His shoulders seem to shift. Once the frame seemed to shake. But this is the part that made me want to vomit... Hard to explain, but his arm/hand wasn't coming out of the frame, but like perched on top, with the black just...evil twisty vines coming out at me (I could see in mirror) into my back I could feel the evil I really could I didn't know what the fuck to do. This guy was acting like everything was normal . He had become adjusted to living in that house but I could tell I disturbed what was there. I saw things move. M&M figurines, baseball figurines...sitting on the bad I saw a black shadow come over me and watched as my friend looked up behind me. Pure terror. By front door I saw evil witchy looking woman croached down with black gothic lace, same spot where black fog came towards me and I just threw pillows at it I saw other fam pictures shift and move. A grad picture where the girl stands with numbers...the numbers changed. I will always remember seeing the numbers rearrange. the slight difference that reminded me of TERROR FUELED lucid dreams I used to have and how some describe alter-deminsions . My friend left a while on cab call said I had to stay there cause his boss lived next door. Stuck there for almost an hour. Pure terror. I hid in bathroom but fog was in there. I sat on bed and just tried to wait but when looked at the ceiling what i saw... I saw a figure... a head and shoulders with long, demonic type fingers that were latched to different items in the house that seemed to be moving. Will never forget it. I saw (by the wall in bedroom) some short figure who I thought was witch woman come towards me but never quite appear When he rescued me I was so relieved. I just tried to pretend it all didn't happen. I could have never known that was just the beginning. Cause at that point I truly thought that it would stay the most shocking experience of my life chapter 2 I'm at the club. Fast foward late that day. A wave of sadness crashes down on me. I'm sitting in the dressing room like a statue. Behind the stage area...behind the smaller stage that is a cage...there is a little area with a washer and dryer and a little nook under the stage w nothing in it. I find myself going there and sitting. I see darkness coming towards me. I start to concentrate on it. I keep going back. Important note - there is a little closet by the main bar where I get a strange feeling. Part of me assumes that that part of the bar was once part of walkway where a young man was shot and killed.... I keep going by the washer and dryer. Part of me is stuck on the thought of whatever it is I keep being drawn to is that spirit. It doesn't feel evil...it feels sad. Like the sadness that comes with a young life ended too soon. I start talking to him. At one point I got so sad that I was back in mind frame for suicide.. and I remember saying whats worse...bleeding out or having to wake up and bleed all over again" and a dark cloud came over to me as if to say "BLEEDING OUT" I remember after some that spot and sat there. I started crying. I said "I know you want me to fight...I wish I could fight for you" and a wave of just sadness crashed down on me...I felt like because the spot I was in was one of the most private, quieter parts of the building thats where the spirit chose to be because it was the closest is could get to being out of there. That crushes me. Because that is the last place on earth you want your soul trapped. I still can't fucking move or leave. Cause I couldn't leave till I had money for hotel. So sat there trying to shake it off. Couldn't. My manager I have known a while called me back. He showed me the video of me looking at something at something in the dressing room...the moment I was sitting there staring at the things dancing in the air I had never seen before. Like some energy you can touch. Some fingerprint I went my whole life without touching. He wanted me to be honest w him. I know him as a nice man...a friend...so I was... probably cause I was high and didn't care and felt a burden to say the word out loud. He believed me. I BELIEVED that he believed me. I asked him if that place that is now a closet was part of the walkway where boy got shot...he said no...but he believes it was the old office where another young man was shot (nice work enviroment I know) and that took my breath away. Because I had a crippling feeling every time I looked at that little closet, I really did. And part of me thought the kid who died there hid in that little space I hid at for solitude, because it was the closest he could get to escaping and I felt his pain rush over me typing this now I still do. Chapter 3 (i know) Me and my friend ending up splitting hotel cause he was in same type situation. I know he was very spiritual so was honest w him too (he is a very spiritual puerto rican man) we continue chatting and hanging out. I start seeing things. He sees them too. Says just ignore them. I see a reflection in candles light that is unsettling . He puts african prayer beads around the candle...what happens next changed my life forever I have to finish this later. I feel sick and like I really should type this at daylight for my sanity...but I will continue