Fight Those Demons - Blog Posts

There’s no such thing as the Devil.

The Devil is a Christian invention; the Christian invention used to put a stopper in the Old Religion and propel the massacre of 9 million people on its way to power. It succeeded. Almost.

It’s 2023 and I am seeing more and more Pagans and Witches rise from the ashes, and so this post is for you.

Witchcraft, Mediumship, Energy Work and Spiritualism do not need nor want this Christian lie in their teachings. It has been put there to STOP us from working with Spirit/Source. If you work with Source, you will receive abundance in this life for yourself AND others. Why would the self-appointed select few want the majority to access this wisdom? It would stop their own power in the form of control that they firmly believe is theirs for the taking. This idealism is a folly.

Fear is unnecessary for stepping through the veil, as the “Hell” or “Demons” that we are conditioned to expect is already occurring here on Earth by those who taught you them. The invention of organised religion has created ways in which to perpetuate fear - this manifests what we are scared of. Slavery, trafficking, famine, disease, senseless murders, conquer & divide - this is the Hell that we, as a collective, have produced over the centuries under the guise of false religions and what they are propped up by; Capitalism, Corporate Greed, Money.

The Hell that so many are afraid of is already here and now to millions of our people. Because we create it. We allow fear to seep into our lives and eat us alive. We allow the toxic drips of Capitalism and Elitism by simply paying attention. Demons? They are already in Congress, multi-billion dollar companies, Churches. They lurk in your banks, in your shops, in your workplaces, in your homes. Demons are the 1% who control the Citizens of this planet by one simple tool, fear. It works so well that beings from one country will ignore the beings of another. We ignore what is happening to our one true God; Gaia, Earth, Home. We allow the murders of our collective selves because we have different skin colours, different genders, different ideas.

Fear can bring the strongest to their knees and weep.

So if we create our own Hell by succumbing to fear and accepting the global rules applied, is it possible, then, to create our own Heaven? We manifest what we want to see in our world. If most are scared, it comes to reason that most would inadvertently manifest fear of Hell right here. Can we change the narrative? There is nothing to fear in Spirituality, Witchcraft, Energy Work. The powers that be would like you to believe so as it ensures their futures in power. It’s Christian hogwash designed specifically for them. To keep you subservient.

I find that many beginners who come into these circles are afraid due to what we are sold throughout life regarding The Veil - it’s here that I want to say that there is nothing to be frightened of. If you approach your way of life and your practice from a place of positive energy, you will manifest great things. Approach it from a place of fear and this is where Hell begins.

Don’t be afraid of the facets of this movement. Why be afraid of the Witches and Sensitives? Be afraid of the ones who burned us alive.

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disquiet

A piece of me is always missing, Like the last block of lego that I can never seem to find One empty space right in the center of the jigsaw puzzle. I'm not sure if I lost it along the way. I'm not sure if I'm yet to find it. But lately, the gap seems more blatant. I'm anxious that it's visible to the people around me. That when they look at me, they see half a person. It's almost like I'm mimicking a being While I'm on the quest for the missing elements.

Sometimes, everything is wholesome! Golden skies, daisies, moongazing, Dusty libraries where ghosts of dead poets linger, Tight hugs, acts that mean "I'm thinking of you.", I look at my picture with my friends, smiling ear to ear And the jigsaw puzzle is complete. (or it was, then.) Some memories in me are so perfect that, The missing lego piece starts to feel like an extra piece From the table, you're trying to put together. It works fine without it, and there's nowhere to put it.

Then I'm back in my bed, back in my head. And I cannot remember how to be a whole person again I eat chocolate until I'm nauseated Or I never draw the curtains open and let the light flow through. I want to live life to the fullest, I never want to be seen in public again, I want all-consuming love, I want to believe I'm worthy of it, I want to feel complete when I'm alone, I want someone to feel complete with.

I want and I want and I want… Socrates said, (Yes, I went there) "He who is not contented with what he has, would not be contented with what he would like to have." What about, She who is never content with who she is? What about me?

I used to curl up close to my bedroom wall,

hide under my blanket and hug my knees to my chest

Hoping, if there was a demon under my bed

it couldn't reach me.

Now I sleep on the other end

And when the night is darkest

I reach out under my bed

Hoping the demon under my bed

would hold me.

Tell me tales until I fall asleep, I say.

When it responds

I notice our voice sounds similar.

Hoarse and scratchy from the lack of use.

Hands cold and rough like it's filled with papercuts.

There are other demons, you know? Inside my head, I say.

They're not as kind as you.

They keep me up at night and keep me spiraling in the morning.

How do I get rid of them?

It considers, and as my consciousness starts to slip, it answers

Be kind to yourself as you're to me.