The feeling of unseen human hands and their undeniable touches on my arms, back and shoulders, with concurrent accompanying psychic disturbances have increased, symptoms of a lost soul/ ghost who jumps on me, and an energy connection is felt, in that my skin burns where I am so touched.

At one time, in order to block these experiences, knowing that some medications did change brain chemistry to the extent,  to simply put one beyond the reach of such creatures, I tried antihistamines and did indeed manage to stop it all, temporarily. 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. But, one can’t live on Benedryll.

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 than  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,  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.

In self defense, as well as  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 I, who were 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 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 us  have to fight hard to return to God.

I relay this to the unseen intelligence touching me, with a lack of fear and with  pathos, as much sympathy as I can muster.

All the while, I am fully aware that it could likely be psychically dangerous, as deeply disturbed as it had been, in its body. 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 me that connections between my energies and it, are continuing, that it’s still 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; 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; but why  seek me for directions, when I myself am  so often  helplessly lost?

I go on to tell them that touching people for energy, stealing energy from people, further traps them here, between worlds, where they are subject to bullying from astral other larger, fiercer predators.

I ask them to reach higher into their own dimension, and to  ask for angelic help asI do the same, in mine.

I remind them that they didn’t really die when they left their body and that they cannot and won’t die, but that they must refrain from stealing human energy; humans look 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?”

Some listen. I ask my angels to work with their angels to bring a friend, a neighbor, a lover, a child, a former pet, a parent, a friend, a schoolmate, SOMEONE whom they can trust, to bring them over, to the Other Side.

I try to surround them in a white light and lead them to into it.

Visualized purple light, mainly used for self-defense, can also be used to ‘wash off and cleanse’ the external blackness surrounding a dark spirit, who is half- willing to be rescued.

Such a ‘wash’ of purple light onto such  creatures couched in blackness, always soon reveals a tiny, faint pearl-like light within the dark one,  my proof to it, of God’s creation of it.

Then, 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 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 contained  hidden within white light

However, this is best done within a circle of minds, with a psychic-medium also inactive attendance.

Creative metaphysics, towards rescues, using just one human mind can be dangerous  as some entities/energies out there, are quite amazingly nasty.

I pray FOR them, instead of for my relief, from them.

It raises their vibrations and moves them out of the darkness and is appreciated by them and by others.

I then also try to goad them into the finer purpose of helping me.

I ask them to leave here, as ‘ Earthbound’ spirits,  to travel to the Christ light in  to Heaven, but to  RETURN to me, as purified, cleansed spirits, to assist me in rescuing others, as they have been rescued.

What usually appeals to the ‘holdouts’,  is my reminding them that nobody has spoken to them, or paid any attention to them, for a  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.

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