Evil is something I see everywhere. Good is as rare as platinum
Evil is something I see everywhere. Good is as rare as platinum
I've got a story on this one. Its a bit personal so I'll have to think about it perhaps a podcast.
I've got a story on this one. Its a bit personal so I'll have to think about it perhaps a podcast.
Do you not feel shy to speak on a podcast?
Do you not feel shy to speak on a podcast?
Well considering I am one of the hosts, I'd like to hope not.
Well considering I am one of the hosts, I'd like to hope not.
Well that's very cool, I wish I could do that.
Well that's very cool, I wish I could do that.
I have personally seen evil. Not people going bad stuff but what i knew deep in my bones was evil. It was a black figure at the edge of bed. I only saw it once. I dunno if it was physically real but it was very real to me
I have personally seen evil. Not people going bad stuff but what i knew deep in my bones was evil. It was a black figure at the edge of bed. I only saw it once. I dunno if it was physically real but it was very real to me
I understand, was it accompanied by sleep paralysis?
I understand, was it accompanied by sleep paralysis?
No i was able to move i closed my eyes and when i opened them it again it was gone
No i was able to move i closed my eyes and when i opened them it again it was gone
That's very spooky.
I had a dream about the devil and then my room caught fire the next day. My bookcase to be precise.
Then a few days later, my friend and I were talking photos in the burned out room and the photos came out looking like there was a filter over the top, a circuitry looking effect with elements of what looked like a language and when you zoomed into the photo, the patterns changed. but it was like looking into another dimension - I'm not sure if I have them in an old email still or anything but I would love to find them again.
Then I saw the devil again because someone sent me a photo a few months ago and it was the person from my dream.
That's very spooky.
I had a dream about the devil and then my room caught fire the next day. My bookcase to be precise.
Then a few days later, my friend and I were talking photos in the burned out room and the photos came out looking like there was a filter over the top, a circuitry looking effect with elements of what looked like a language and when you zoomed into the photo, the patterns changed. but it was like looking into another dimension - I'm not sure if I have them in an old email still or anything but I would love to find them again.
Then I saw the devil again because someone sent me a photo a few months ago and it was the person from my dream.
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