How did you find out that demons are real? – Non-Fiction

I’d first seen demons inside my family. My mother, grandmother, uncles and cousins. It took years to understand.

I saw something similar on various landscapes. I’d sometimes learn these were nuclear or industrial areas. I could see it the best over water or Midwest fields.

A wavy effect on the light. Like the heat mirage off hot roads. Except it would come off miles of soybeans or corn. Or miles away, in an empty field in the dead of winter. The entire harbor around the Portsmouth Naval Shipyard shimmied. Sometimes the mirage of an oil slick under the air mirage.

I engaged in a meditative exercise with my uncle & got a good look. I saw how the oil ignited into the thing I’d partially seen in my mother.

I wasn’t willing at the time to entertain the word Demon. As years went on I had to come to terms with the fact that’s what it was.

The term Demonic Frequency is more accurate. It’s an infestation, a virus of the divine human soul.

It is like an oil slick on people’s DNA. Negative frequencies – Anger, Fear, etc. – heat that oil. There are levels of infection. When one has given over to their darkest urges, the stereotypical demon glows within them.

I sought the advice of a healer who’d helped me overcome great trauma from childhood sexual abuse. She and her colleagues assessed my complaints and helped me find a place that purified and bound this kind of frequency.

We are the ones who feed and program the demonic frequency. Not one family line is without it’s pollutants. It doesn’t matter what we’re born into. We can choose to bind it, mute it, resist it. The power of our Loving hearts is beyond the fear tactics of demonic frequency.