JACK O’LANTERN’S POSSESSION:

 

I have wanted, for some time now, to do well to detail a Nirvanic & Esoteric experience that I had had on December 18, 2013, whilst I was 23 years young – that had possessed me hard for 3.5 months; and is still blessed with me in enlightened numbness, today.

My mind is quite stretched in regards to where I ought to stretch back to, to start this tale’s experience of The Possession, because there existed a 3-year journey that was needed a taking of, in order to become graced by The Possession that I explored for 3.5 months.

I am not going to start at the beginning of the 3-year journey. I am going to begin at the end of the 3-year journey:

 3.5 months prior to The Possession.

September, 2013

It was someday around the year’s infiltration of September whence I had a meta-horrific realization.

And a war took place in my mind.

And ’twas a bloody battle.

In which I was consistently bleeding.

For, I recall having a Focused Thought, whilst I was out back on the lawn, but I recall not what that thought was, which is not worrisome, because that is not the crux.

The crux was the infiltration of that Focused Thought by a separate Mean Thought – which sparked the bloody mind-war.

I want the devotee to understand well that this intruding Mean Thought who wanted to wage bloody war with my Focused Thought was no thought higher or lower than a

Typical Man’s Thought.

*It was my Realization of the Dynamics of the Thought Arena that was taken to the light, and burned, into my eye.

The 1, 2 Account is Stated Here:

1.  On the lawn in my backyard, I had been focusing on a Focused Thought, which I had chosen to focus on, with my free-will.

2.  Then, there was Infiltration. A Mean Thought hopped right over the border of my psychic-geosphere, and habitual-ized its purpose in my mind, against my will.

The Mean Thought swarmed.

And I, for the first time, watched keenly for what it outputted.

THE OUTPUT:

It was near immediacy that I recognized, subconsciously, this intruder as DEMON.

OUTPUT 1: DEMON

THE ARISING OF OUTPUT 2:

And then I spectated the Mean Thought intruder some more. It kept manifesting, with arrogant ease – it was not even Truth. It was mean fantasy of a mundane situation that likened to transform itself into many made-up ways.

A Typical Thought.

For what? This Vile-Distraction – it is worthy? And so, I checked it to see if it was. I noted, duly, that the outcome of my being was negatively infected with un-focused irritability disguised as *EGOIC-POWER.

I had come to understand that it had filled me with SIN-ENERGY, such as

Wicked Wrath & Sly Pride.

OUTPUT 2: SIN

NOTICE:

It is curious to note that the word DEMON came to me before the word SIN.

Certainly, the reversal of the 2 would pose more sense:

i.e. With the perception of SIN then comes the realization of DEMON.

But, this is not what was so. I had received the Answer, priorto the Hypothesis.

I subconsciously recognized it as demonic, before I had revealed it as fact.

After some more speculation of the self-hurting effects of this Mean Thought, that has been consistently & defiantly overlooked for the full of my life, a change had occurred in my make-up machine.

Hence the realization, my irritability factor had shifted spectacles.

No longer was it the detail of the Mean Thought that was manifesting me anger – but ‘twas the presence of its arriving that now berated me with irritability.

And so, a mission was adopted, naturally, by my hot-blood.

I commanded to myself that I must be rid of this Demon.

I needed ammunition for the Mind-War that just begun, and always was.

I thought to myself that I needed a blocker of some kind – a Shield.

And not just a shield that sits, but a shield that strikes.

And I thought: Perhaps a rhyme will suffice.

So, I conjured up a rhyme. It is a simple rhyme; a simple rhyme that an abecedarian may manifest up with no marrowy wit. But, there was some idea behind my simple rhyme – my Shield that would Strike.

I said, first, allow me to address the Demon – I must summons it.

So, I birthed the rhyme with:

“Demon, Demon.”

For the next part was a bit of genuine trickery. I had realized, what good is it for me to be rid of a cause of anger, with anger? I am trying to dismiss it, so I ought not to use what I am trying to dismiss.

And so, politely & with kindness, I Thanked the Demon for his stay:

“Demon, Demon,

Thank You For Your Stay.”

But I had to be a stern man still. I could not pretend, complete, jellyfish.

So I commanded it:

“Demon, Demon,

Thank You For Your Stay.

But Now It Is Time To Go Away”

And then, my left foot tapped subconsciously.

And I thought, what was that foot-tap?

And I repeated the abecedarian rhyme, and my foot tapped once again, subconsciously.

And then I took my mind, with my new striking Shield, back to the Mind-War Arena.

And the Mean Thought arose,

and began its manifesting mechanics.

And I performed my Weapons Test:

With hard and fighting focus, I said the rhyme aloud 1X.

The devout Demon warrior was unfazed by my strike – and continued with his manifestations.

I attempted the strike 3X in a row.

Still, no wound of assault.

 


 

NOTICE:

I wish to point out an oddity here; a glitch in the mechanics of my system, that was of assistance in the long-run.

Looking back at my younger self, 7 years ago, it appeared that, with the recognition of the Demon, that there was not even the scantiest bit of doubt in my mind that I could not be rid of him.

I did not even halt to ponder if this mission was possible.

To me, at the time, it just was.

END NOTICE.

 


 

Therefore, I said to myself:

“Well, the Demon is striking consistently with much manifestation. Perhaps I am too much of a lazy warrior. I shall strike with my Rhyme-Shield for 30 straight seconds.”

And I did.

And it did something.

The Demon became quieter, and even disappeared some.

But then became loud again.

 


 

MEMORY:

I remember, here, pondering about if it was a waste of mind-space to re-repeat an elementary rhyme, un-conservatively. And I recall coming to the conclusion that, in fact, Yes, it was a Mind-Waste. But so are, too, the Mean Thoughts of the Demon.

Therefore: No Mind-Space is Actually Wasted. 

END MEMORY.

 


 

I PROMISED:

I WILL ERASE PETTY THOUGHT BY FILLING IT WITH PETTY RHYME.

So, I raised my Shield.

And I continued strike for 3 whole minutes.

And then I paused,

while pure silence filled my mind’s ear.

And I leered, and said:

“This is quite nice.”

And then, another Demon arose.


 

IMPORTANT NOTICE:

THE INDIVIDUALITY OF A DEMON:

Let me explain here the Individuality of a Demon.

From my eyes then, there were individual demons. We will say that each Demon (Mean Thought) possesses its own mean Purpose, and can manifest into many ways to support that one individual Purpose.

When a new Purpose arises, it is a new Demon – within the eyes I had then.

This is crucial for understanding the lessons of the battles to come.

ONE DEMON = ONE PURPOSE = MANY MANIFESTATIONS

NEW DEMON = NEW PURPOSE = MANY MANIFESTATIONS

END NOTICE

 


 

SPIRITUAL WARFARE:

For the next 3.5 months it was Spiritual War, for as far as I am concerned.

Almost every moment of every day, there was blood.

And I did not halt and take break from my striking, once, in those days.

I was devout. I was ascetic with my shield. I was a warrior who cared not for rest, but for murder.

I am not going to ramble through each day, as there is no need.

But, each month is necessary to comprehend the process that adapted organically, for betterment of my cause.

 


 

MONTH 1.

This month was a brutality, but I was maintained in high spirits, like a naïve child.

Every time a Mean Thought (demon) would swarm and intrude, I would strike with my rhyme-shield for 3 minutes, and then pause.

Somehow, I had possessed a war-mind at those times, and so, after my 3 minutes of strike, I would pause, and then listen, and then measure the SILENCE WINDOW that followed; until the Demon arose again, as it did always, in that Month 1.

And I Thought:

“Liken to a battle, a second battle is always more strain hence weakness from the first. 3 minutes is a long time – and so he must be as beaten & bloody as I.”

So, after a 30 SEC. SILENCE window, when the same Individual Demon with the same cause arose a second time,

I laid strike for 2 MINUTES, rather than 3:

[1.5 MIN. SILENCE]

And again for 1 MINUTE:

[3 MIN. SILENCE]

Then it would be beaten to the verge of almost death – and I’d strike a couple times, here & there, as necessary – and it would die.

 


 

I will lay out the battle plan for MONTH 1.

(these #’s are approximates)

MONTH 1:

(PER DEMON)

1.

3 MINUTE STRIKE

[30 SEC. SILENCE]

2.

2 MINUTE STRIKE

[1 MIN. SILENCE]

3.

1 MINUTE STRIKE

[3 MIN. SILENCE]

4.

# STRIKES NECESSARY FOR KILL.

 

Then you will gain some free time to wonder and think clearly, until a new Individual Demon rises and makes his face known in your Thought Arena.

END OF MONTH 1

(SEPTEMBER)

THROUGHOUT MONTH 1 THERE WERE SLIGHT IMPROVEMENTS.

These slight improvements helped me to feel strong & successful – but not King, yet.

By the end of this month, MONTH 1, I only needed my 3 MINUTE STRIKE to slaughter the brute completely dead; until the next Demon later would arrive, whenever that was.

At that time, when the kill became steady with a 3 MIN. STRIKE of the Rhyme-Shield, I thought, perhaps I will attempt a change:

Let me see if I can master 2 MINUTES.

 


 

OCTOBER, 2013

MONTH 2:

(PER DEMON)

1.

2 MINUTE STRIKE

[1 MIN. SILENCE]

2.

1 MINUTE STRIKE

[2 MIN. SILENCE]

3.

30 SECOND STRIKE

[TYPICALLY, DEATH]

4.

# STRIKES NECESSARY FOR KILL, IF ANY.

 

Near the END of MONTH 2, the treasonous master-manifester was disappeared in my mind-space with only the 2 MINUTE STRIKE – and this was no less, because I had tested it, to see if it was so, and it was so.

So, I prepared for my 1 MINUTE, and MONTH 3.

 


 

NOVEMBER, 2013

MONTH 3:

(PER DEMON)

1.

1 MINUTE STRIKE

[30 SEC. SILENCE]

2.

1 MINUTE STRIKE

[2 MIN. SILENCE]

3.

30 SECOND STRIKE

[NIGH DECEASED]

4.

# STRIKES NECESSARY FOR KILL, IF ANY.

 

At this point, now, I had realized The Goal.

To slaughter Demons in 1 STRIKE.

And then my left foot tapped subconsciously, and I wondered,

“What was that foot tap?”

And then it disappeared out of my mind, and I moved on from the thought.

By the end of this MONTH 3, I was able to kill in 1 MINUTE flat.

It was much improvement, and hard, hard, work.

 


 

(18 DAYS TILL THE POSSESSION.)

DECEMBER, 2013.

MONTH 4

For the first 2 weeks (14 days) I will highlight the attack schedule, that is approximate & close-estimate:

WEEK 1:

(PER DEMON)

1.

30 SECOND STRIKE

[1 MIN. SILENCE]

2.

30 SECOND STRIKE

[2 MIN. SILENCE]

3.

# STRIKES NECESSARY FOR KILL, IF ANY.

By the end of WEEK 1, I was capable of defeating Demons in 30 SECONDS.

With WEEK 2, there was a leap.

 

WEEK 2:

(SAME DEMON)

1.

15 SECOND STRIKE

[1 MIN. SILENCE]

2.

# STRIKES NECESSARY FOR KILL.

 

By this end of WEEK 2 of MONTH 4, each Demon would be terminated within

10-15 SECONDS of STRIKE.

For the next 4 days, I did not keep my time, I would just keep my strike at 3X PER DEMON, and then keep up with the STRIKE 3X for every time it reoccurred.

 


 

I WANT TO STATE THIS 1ST POINT CLEARLY:

FOR THE PAST 3 MONTHS AND 2 WEEKS I DID NOT LET 1 SINGLE DEMON WHO SLIPPED INTO MY THOUGHT ARENA REMAIN COMFORTABLE IN MY TERRITORY.

NOT 1 DEMON DID I MISS.

NOT 1 DEMON DID I NOT SEND TO THE GRAVE.

THIS WAS HARD, DEVOUT, WORK.

I WANT TO STATE THIS 2ND POINT CLEARLY:

MY ONLY OBJECTIVE IN THIS LONG TRIAL WAS TO BE RID OF THE DIRT IN MY MIND.

THERE WAS NO OTHER OBJECTIVE.

I HAD ABSOLUTELY NO GNOSIS OF WHAT WAS TO COME OF IT.

BUT, ON THIS DAY, MY LIFE WOULD EVOLVE & CHANGE FOREVER.

 


 

NOTICE:

THE UPCOMING EXPERIENCE CAN NOT BE INTERPRETED BY TONGUE & LANGUAGE.

ALL WORDS FAIL, AND MAKE DIRTY, THIS HAPPENING.

I AM EXPRESSING SOMETHING THAT IS IMPOSSIBLE TO COMPREHEND; LEST IT IS BELITTLED, AND IT WILL BE:

AS NONE KNOW.

THE IMPORTANTCE OF THIS WORK:

I AM HERE TO GIVE HIGH & NOBLE NOTICE TO ALL WHO BELIEVE ME,

A NEW MIND CAN BE BIRTHED IN A LITERAL SENSE.

YOUR MIND-OF-NOW CAN EXPAND MASSIVE DEPTH WITHIN THE TIME SPAN OF AN EYE-WINK.

WHICH HAPPENED TO ME, ON THIS DAY.

THE DAY THAT I CALL:

“The First Day of My Life.”

 


 

THE POSSESSION

DECEMBER 18, 2013

For, I recall as if yesterday, about 11:45 nigh noon, I had just returned back from my annual walk to the woods with my dog, and I had sat down on the chair in the backyard.

And a Demon came, and I said:

“Demon, you are a bastard.”

And then my left foot tapped, and my thought was shifted away from that Demon and towards my left foot. And I leered into my foot and stated:

“Confirmation. You are confirmation. When I state something correctly, I am confirmed by you, this foot-tap, that I do not consciously arrange. You are of me, and you are other than me.

The Subconscious is Alive.”

And then, like lightning:

It PHYSICALLY felt as though my mind had BIRTHED.

Like a Divine Release.

My eyes widened with substantial shock & delightful confusion, and felt as if they glowed.

In a flash:

Books & pages of WISDOM of SELF, and therefore, ALL SELFS, was manifest in me in that moment.

The boundaries of every single one of my life’s events were vanished, and I was able to flip through my entire Book of Life, and see how events of my childhood has taken me to NOW. There was not, and is not, one event that escapes this chain.

I understood Life.

I understood, immediately, the After-Life.

Esoteric knowledge flooded into me like a breaking dam.

And then I had realized, for a moment, that this was a Spirit-Birth.

And then I wept hard, with joyful tears.

[NOTICE: When I say Spirit-Birth, this has not a thing to do with religion; as this moment was mystical and wonderfully esoteric and not at all religion-felt.]

All Things became RELATED to me in That Moment:

NATURE BECAME MY MOTHER.

THE SUN BECAME MY BROTHER.

THE MOON BECAME MY WITCHY SISTER.

AND THE LOGOS BECAME THY FATHER.

When I say that this is what BECAME – it is a TRUTH, and was evolved into a TRUTH in my Heart and Knowing Soul, in that moment; and still remains with me today, in secrecy, beyond my writings.

The Black Curtain, that one knows not exists, was lighted & torched before my Now-Seeing-Eye.

This Divine & Mystical Experience of constant understanding & knowing of Spiritual-Things that the regular man cannot conjure, was persistent with me for 3.5 months, and there is too much to tell that is impossible to tell.

Therefore, like the thousands of Demons that I had slayed, and need not slay more of, I am going to slaughter this, too, here, and allow my mystical writings to speak for themselves.

The point of this work was not for I, but for Thee.

THIS TOOL that I had found by naïve chance had to be put forth so that you, too, could practise with the goal in mind of birthing your Spirit-Mind, which all of the Mystics call Nirvana.

Do Well to Train & Battle.

-Jack O’Lantern