Do any of you ever get attacked by Satan or his minions in your dreams?

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It's still there? Do you notice it's presense often?

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i never had a demon casted out or had any kind of dream or experience like that, but i think the demon was my internal struggle with reality and figuring out what i should do with my life. I had made a series of wrong decisions my whole life out of ignorance and conditioning and when i took the redpill it seemed like a demon was being ripped out of me with how suddenly intense my internal struggle became. It was like i was finally given a reality i could believe in and it was so much different than the world i was living in that it tore me apart.

I have since then embraced reality with more grace and i can feel peace of mind for the first time in my life. I am not stuck in a fog anymore and i have been repairing my relationship with God. I am no longer in a constant state of depression and feeling pretty human.

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This is very interesting to me. I have not had the ability to astral project sober, I’ve only experienced it through DMT. But how you describe it, in some ways is very similar to my DMT experiences. It left me feeling the same way about the nature of reality. I’m curious how you are repairing your relationship with God?

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I don't know that I'm a particularly special person, I just hung out with some very strange people in highschool who believed in benign superpowers and the ability to astral project, they were apparently really good at it and didnt need drugs or alcohol.

I was born into a devout Christian family. I bounced back and forth with my siblings between my poor mom and extremely wealthy grandparents who agreed to help babysit while she worked to pay rent. In my opinion, I have some very intense, spiritually enlightening dreams, and I think I came to that state of mind through my relationship with God. I say this because, I was devout Christian at a very young age, and got baptised what felt pretty early (8?) . As a kid I read through the Bible and had it read to me, and there were some Bible verses that stuck out because it was the nuanced rules God gave us to strengthen our relationship with Him. "1 Thessalonians 5:17 – “Never stop praying.” Romans 8:26 – “We don't know what God wants us to pray for. But the Holy Spirit prays for us with groanings that cannot be expressed in words.” Luke 18:1 – “Jesus told his disciples a story to show that they should always pray and never give up" "1 John 4:8 - But anyone who does not love does not know God, for God is love. 1 John 4:16 - We know how much God loves us, and we have put our trust in his love. God is love, and all who live in love live in God, and God lives in them."

So these were fundamental to my relationship with God. I stayed in a constant state of prayer, from a very young age. He was my best friend, as I did not have many friends. I was honored that such a powerful dude would be interested in what I had to say, and I had alot to say. Sometimes if I didn't know what to say to Him I would tell Him all the things I was grateful for, whether it be the bird that just flew by or the fork at the dinner table, or the food on my plate. I was thankful for everything. Since the Lord said to approach him with the spirit of a child, I thought I was nailing it, because I was a child, and I told myself I could continue this well into adulthood like God hoped.

1 Timothy 4:4-5: "For everything God created is good, and nothing is to be rejected if it is received with thanksgiving, because it is consecrated by the word of God and prayer." Psalm 100:4: "Enter into His gates with thanksgiving, and into His courts with praise: be thankful unto Him, and bless His name."

Matthew 18: "1At that time the disciples came to Jesus and asked, “Who, then, is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven?”

2He called a little child to him, and placed the child among them. 3And he said: “Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. 4Therefore, whoever takes the lowly position of this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven. 5And whoever welcomes one such child in my name welcomes me."

By 17 years old I had slipped into a deep depression. I had read the Bible and gone to church alot. I decided I didnt like the pastor or congregation, and one sunday i decided to stay home to research all religions and do a private Bible study. My mom didnt like that, she told me to go to church or she would kick me out of the house. So I started quoting the Bible at her to get my point across in a way she couldnt discredit since she was such a devout christian, she wouldnt blaspheme God to get her way would she? Oh yes, she would. This resulted of course in her quoting the bible at me, and since i've read through the whole thing i could pinpoint how she was misquoting the Bible to keep me under her thumb. It made me so angry she would use Holy scripture in a way that would displease God. I lost every verbal discourse with her and my stepdad, them together could strip me of my humanity if I ever tried to defend myself when they thought I was wrong. I hated feeling so powerless and emotional. I hated following scripture when no one else in the world seem to do so.

I thought, maybe, I could try to pursue spiritual enlightenment without the Christian church, and I no longer wanted to belong to a system that was designed to take advantage of devout followers, so I became un-devout. I remember during that argument, part of me died and a switch was flipped. I no longer believed in God the way I used to. I knew I couldnt win and would never win in a verbal debate like that, so I said something I hoped would shatter the earth so much they couldnt argue with me anymore. I regret saying this to be honest: "I'm no longer christian. I don't have to go to church anymore" "what? You're not christian? Then what the hell are you?" "I'm a satanist. Yup, you heard me, going to church would be blasphemous to my new set of beliefs as of right now." "Get your shit together, you're kicked out." She lost her ability to argue with me when I took that power away from her. She was too hurt and confused to figure out how to handle the situation. "Oh, ok!" so I gathered all my stuff, no argument and put it into my shitty little car that would not make the journey "Guess I'm homeless now! I dont want to be homeless though so i'm going to call gramma, tell her you put me on the streets because you dont like my relationship with God." my gramma knew I had a strong relationship with God up until that point.

Shortly after that, my ma moved out of the house instead of me. I stayed for a couple more years. But after that day I started having really bad dreams. I had the Wolf Dream, the Demon dream, the Chained to Mountain type dreams, It was all maddening, and of course my depression did not get better. I fell heavily into feminism, and after that alcohol and tobacco. I got really fat (not fat anymore).

After the redpill and having a kid I decided whether or not the churches are corrupt and the Bible doctored, I needed to start going back to church and start repairing my relationship with God, though my view about it all has changed dramatically. I'm not exactly sure what I believe anymore especially after reading the Book of Enoch, but going back to trying to keep God in my thoughts and remain in a constant state of prayer has helped me pull myself together.

TLDR: I think my ability to astral project that one time is partially due to my relationship with God. Remaining in a constant state of prayer i think strengthens certain parts of your brain that makes you self aware and blesses you with powerful dreams. It is a good exercise for the mind even if you dont like or believe in God.

I don't know that I'm a particularly special person, I just hung out with some very strange people in highschool who believed in benign superpowers and the ability to astral project, they were apparently really good at it and didnt need drugs or alcohol. I was born into a devout Christian family. I bounced back and forth with my siblings between my poor mom and extremely wealthy grandparents who agreed to help babysit while she worked to pay rent. In my opinion, I have some very intense, spiritually enlightening dreams, and I think I came to that state of mind through my relationship with God. I say this because, I was devout Christian at a very young age, and got baptised what felt pretty early (8?) . As a kid I read through the Bible and had it read to me, and there were some Bible verses that stuck out because it was the nuanced rules God gave us to strengthen our relationship with Him. "1 Thessalonians 5:17 – “Never stop praying.” Romans 8:26 – “We don't know what God wants us to pray for. But the Holy Spirit prays for us with groanings that cannot be expressed in words.” Luke 18:1 – “Jesus told his disciples a story to show that they should always pray and never give up" "1 John 4:8 - But anyone who does not love does not know God, for God is love. 1 John 4:16 - We know how much God loves us, and we have put our trust in his love. God is love, and all who live in love live in God, and God lives in them." So these were fundamental to my relationship with God. I stayed in a constant state of prayer, from a very young age. He was my best friend, as I did not have many friends. I was honored that such a powerful dude would be interested in what I had to say, and I had alot to say. Sometimes if I didn't know what to say to Him I would tell Him all the things I was grateful for, whether it be the bird that just flew by or the fork at the dinner table, or the food on my plate. I was thankful for everything. Since the Lord said to approach him with the spirit of a child, I thought I was nailing it, because I was a child, and I told myself I could continue this well into adulthood like God hoped. 1 Timothy 4:4-5: "For everything God created is good, and nothing is to be rejected if it is received with thanksgiving, because it is consecrated by the word of God and prayer." Psalm 100:4: "Enter into His gates with thanksgiving, and into His courts with praise: be thankful unto Him, and bless His name." Matthew 18: "1At that time the disciples came to Jesus and asked, “Who, then, is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven?” 2He called a little child to him, and placed the child among them. 3And he said: “Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. 4Therefore, whoever takes the lowly position of this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven. 5And whoever welcomes one such child in my name welcomes me." By 17 years old I had slipped into a deep depression. I had read the Bible and gone to church alot. I decided I didnt like the pastor or congregation, and one sunday i decided to stay home to research all religions and do a private Bible study. My mom didnt like that, she told me to go to church or she would kick me out of the house. So I started quoting the Bible at her to get my point across in a way she couldnt discredit since she was such a devout christian, she wouldnt blaspheme God to get her way would she? Oh yes, she would. This resulted of course in her quoting the bible at me, and since i've read through the whole thing i could pinpoint how she was misquoting the Bible to keep me under her thumb. It made me so angry she would use Holy scripture in a way that would displease God. I lost every verbal discourse with her and my stepdad, them together could strip me of my humanity if I ever tried to defend myself when they thought I was wrong. I hated feeling so powerless and emotional. I hated following scripture when no one else in the world seem to do so. I thought, maybe, I could try to pursue spiritual enlightenment without the Christian church, and I no longer wanted to belong to a system that was designed to take advantage of devout followers, so I became un-devout. I remember during that argument, part of me died and a switch was flipped. I no longer believed in God the way I used to. I knew I couldnt win and would never win in a verbal debate like that, so I said something I hoped would shatter the earth so much they couldnt argue with me anymore. I regret saying this to be honest: "I'm no longer christian. I don't have to go to church anymore" "what? You're not christian? Then what the hell are you?" "I'm a satanist. Yup, you heard me, going to church would be blasphemous to my new set of beliefs as of right now." "Get your shit together, you're kicked out." She lost her ability to argue with me when I took that power away from her. She was too hurt and confused to figure out how to handle the situation. "Oh, ok!" so I gathered all my stuff, no argument and put it into my shitty little car that would not make the journey "Guess I'm homeless now! I dont want to be homeless though so i'm going to call gramma, tell her you put me on the streets because you dont like my relationship with God." my gramma knew I had a strong relationship with God up until that point. Shortly after that, my ma moved out of the house instead of me. I stayed for a couple more years. But after that day I started having really bad dreams. I had the Wolf Dream, the Demon dream, the Chained to Mountain type dreams, It was all maddening, and of course my depression did not get better. I fell heavily into feminism, and after that alcohol and tobacco. I got really fat (not fat anymore). After the redpill and having a kid I decided whether or not the churches are corrupt and the Bible doctored, I needed to start going back to church and start repairing my relationship with God, though my view about it all has changed dramatically. I'm not exactly sure what I believe anymore especially after reading the Book of Enoch, but going back to trying to keep God in my thoughts and remain in a constant state of prayer has helped me pull myself together. TLDR: I think my ability to astral project that one time is partially due to my relationship with God. Remaining in a constant state of prayer i think strengthens certain parts of your brain that makes you self aware and blesses you with powerful dreams. It is a good exercise for the mind even if you dont like or believe in God.

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