When I was a kid, a “friend” who I smoked cigarettes with (maybe once a week behind the school) gave me a pcp/lsd laced cigarette as a “joke”. I woke up on my couch (somehow ended up home), still “tripping” and saw an angel hovering over me. It looked like a warrior holding a sword standing guard. It was pure light, but angry. I know I was still “tripping” or hallucinating (who knows) but I had the image inked on my shoulder.
I didn’t feel “violated”, but I still beat the shit out of my “friend” the next day. Because wtf.
Reminds me of a friend in military, he went to prison because he beat a dude to death with a hotel shower head for giving him a roofie in Seattle bar.. and he definitely knew he was violated. Seems justified but that’s the system we are in.
No such thing, asking. It just sounded like you watched some shit, took some shit, presto. Besides I make stuff up as I go along. It's called adding into a topic.
I don't know what you hallincinated. But it was probably that.
In experience if there are these entities it's because people became conduits. They didn't know what they did, when they did when they did it. Demonically however there are people who are just wrong, nothing will make them right, like they're possessed. Except psychology will confirm it's because of trauma, and because it's the only experience they got. I just don't understand their timing, why they test you when they do, what can you do about it. Why normal people flip to such degrees they're overcome by irrationality, and their eyes turn black, and their rage consumes them. What did you do, cross their stupid path. Same as a good deed from somebody showing kindness, compassion, or mercy. Conduits.
Of course the American dream, all that bullshit, needs the aliens, and crytids. It's easier just to make up the bullshit to get paid. If there are those parrelels, I am skeptical, utterly skeptical. There is a connection, what it means, the hell knows, because today there are also those who profit off your misfortune, and simply mock your existence. They better themselves at your expense, and go out of their way to menace.
It's more than that. It's some kind of karma, or force, or dunno. Conduits. Something. They hit your path. You're just doing your shit. Same day in, day out. Did you bring it on to yourself. But next there's that psycho. Not the kind who walk into your shop with a glock, or the crackheads out to rob you, not the ones you're wary of. More, like, everyday road rage. Irrationality of such staggering proportions, it's unexplained. Like something flipped a switch, triggering them. They turn, momentarily, like they're possessed. What we're they thinking, never seen anything like it. What caused it. Why did it cross your path. Sure you probably caused it, wrong choice of words, wrong thoughts, wrong karma. What made them rage? Yes and obviously there is real evil, like you described. Where that glock walks into your shop. But this is different. It's a force. A force that can you even dispel, or did you welcome it. What caused it?
At the same time there's goodness. It hits you when you're on your last prayers, and sometimes when you need it too.
Real evil welcomes some kind of demon in. Like you said in the folklore. Drink, drugs, killing, power, name that sin. Then it consumes them. It feeds on them. It strikes them down, but not before they've poisoned the well. Not before they've caused harm too others. Those others did they welcome it? No what. That force. That karma. What. Simple depravity. An unexplained, earthquake. A force of nature? Human or otherwise.
So are there the angels and demons, or a much simpler explanation?
Simply causality. Life's mystery. You won't escape the maze.