I had read that on the Internet and just wanting to feel normal, again, tried it on myself.
I don’t know how it works but it works….. temporarily.
Other medications have specifically been developed for people who are troubled by ‘seeing things’, ‘hearing things’ and ‘feeling things’ and these were
pharmacologically designed because modern medicine makes no differentiation, no distinctions between spiritual dysfunctions and psychological dysfunctions.
A modern clinician unarmed and unversed in such spiritual truths, perceives a child patient who experiences these phenomena as more psychotic thanÂ psychic, and not ever as a young ‘sensitive’, who has not yet learned, but must, close his energies to such entities…
I was told by others early on that what I was going through was a blessing.
I did not accept that at the time.
It has been a tough learning experience for both me and the unseen world; I once advised a spirit whose hand rested heavily on my right shoulder(I could feel the span of fingers) to “cross over to the other side”, of course, meaning the other dimension that we all come from and and go to, ‘Heaven’ , and a few seconds later, it obliged my request by crossing over to my left side,Â good naturedly resting its hand, THERE.
I deduced that rather than it having a rarefied sense of humor, it had no idea whatsoever, what I was referring to…
Of course, when none of this works, or when a demon or non juvenile reptilian cruises in, for what turns out to be an extended visit, an onset of the most awful nightmares, unlike any you can imagine, vivid and terrifying, ensues.
Such entities refuse rescue and delight in tormenting humans; nothing else except unholy ones could do such violence to mere dreams.
During such sieges, in spiritual crises, I have had to neatly discard any classic pedestrian Freudian or Jungian explanations as simply moot, and instead seek
metaphysical approaches that do, after a fashion, work.
Â In self defense, as well asÂ in empathy and pathos for any lost soul, I counsel any such spirit who stumbles onto me with love and compassion, as one would a lost traveler child.
It could well be you, or me, who was so lost.
Rather than dismiss an unseen touch and the ghost, as though it were a fly at my mustache, or treat it with the disgust or shock that a ghost often elicits from a random stranger, I instead openly complain to the spirit, that phantoms DO- oddly- fill the air all around us, and add that although we all come from God, one way or another, some of usÂ have to fightÂ hard, just to return to God.
An unfortunate wrinkle, a major trouble is that not all negative energies ‘out there’, earthbound, for a sensitive to sense, are human; some are reptilian.
If it is still insistently ‘hungry’, and topical arm and leg burning touches apprise meÂ that connections between my energies and it, are continuing, stubbornly in my face, a spritz of incensed holy water from a plant misting bottle clears the attachment feeling and the onset of mild psychic attack, in that one can feel their angst.
At that point, I tell them that it’s most sad and quite ironic that God sent them to me for help, no accident.
IÂ tell them that touching people for energy, stealing energy from people,Â traps them here, between worlds, where they are subject to bullying from astral other larger, fiercer predators, afoot.
I ask them to reach higher into their own dimension,Â toÂ ask for angelic help as I do the same, in mine.
I remind them that they didn’t die when they left their body, that they cannotÂ die, but that they must refrain from stealing human energy; humans lookÂ like bright porch lights to them.
Some do not listen, because they still feel so, ‘alive’; when advised that they are dead, and not in the physical body. The retort I have more than once heard in my skull was,”How do I know, that YOU’RE not dead!?”
Such a ‘wash’ of purple light onto suchÂ creatures couched in blackness, always soon reveals a tiny, faint pearl- like light within the dark one,Â my proof to it, of God’s creation of it.
Then, ONLY THEN,Â bereft of its outer shell of darkness, I will send it into a tower of white light, which contains the hidden full color spectrum of colors, each color, another, different dimension of earned Heaven.
Some dark spirits can only freely go into red light, or orange light, to find their rightful place, in the right-colored light, towards their next perfection, and all varied colored spiritual destinations, not unlike a rainbow, are containedÂ hidden within white light.
However, this is best and more safely done within a circle of minds, with a psychic-medium also in active attendance.
Creative metaphysics, towards rescues, using just one human mind can be dangerousÂ as some entities/energies out there, are quite amazingly nasty, brilliant and diabolical.
I then also try to goad them into the finer purpose, of helping me;Â I ask them to leave as ‘ Earthbound’ spirits,Â travel to the Christ light, but toÂ RETURN to me, as purified, cleansed spirits, to assist me in rescuing others, as they have been rescued.
What usually appeals toÂ ‘holdouts’,Â isÂ reminding them that nobody human and alive, has spoken to them,Â paid any attention or attemptedÂ assistance to them, for aÂ very long time, except for me!
Rarely, then, do they attack with projected telepathic/psychic attacks, in nightmares, or sinister poltergeist machinations .
I have bought some peace and I have done some service to the Other Side..