cult of personally delusional

by The Nihilist

I swear to you, I couldn’t make this shit up if I tried.

Earlier today I found a few pretty strange listing for some networking groups on Facebook. All of them lead back an even more disturbing website. The groups have names like:

True Stories of DEMON Possession with Videos - Demonology Research

Desteni JammO - Oneness & Equality Music Project

Desteni-Universe

WRITE and VLOG YOURSELF TO FREEDOM AND INNER PEACE

Now usually this kind of crap doesn’t bother me, the misanthropist in me just laughs at stupid humans. The neuro-psychologist in me wonders where the hard-wiring in the brain is broken. And that's about all the thought I can muster.

But in this case, I actually read some of the posts from one of the groups and was so floored that I just kept investigating. One side of me was intrigued and fascinated by the psychosis and the other was just disgusted by the pathetic willfully ignorant. This shit is just off the chain:

(17 May 07) Possession:
My name is Andrea and I want to share with you briefly my experience of demon possession. I had a demon follow me for most of my life. I of course was not aware of this at the time but after I was released from the demon about two years ago I actually was able to do a very fascinating thing. I was able to communicate with the demon and hear from him when he started following me and influencing my life. This was done simply put after the demon had released himself from his application through forgiveness and is now just another being working in the dimensions (heaven)to assist us here on earth. More can be read about the transformation of heaven to be able to assist the demons at desteni-universe.co.za. I suggest firstly referring to the FAQ section to understand the words used in the articles.
It started soon after my father died at the age of eleven, when all aspects of my life and ‘personality’ started changing drastically. The demon used my father’s death to turn my thoughts against ‘God’ and created a relationship (unknowing to me) to the stark reality that a lot of children face when they experience such a loss. The grief that I experienced as most children do was encouraged by him with specific words and extensive thoughts. From that point on I questioned religion, God and the meaning of why we even bother being here when we’re going to die lonely, miserable deaths. A couple of weeks after my father’s death his closest friend and wife came to give my mother their condolences. That evening after everyone had gone to bed I sat in the lounge chatting to my father’s friend. Next thing the demon integrated into this man and he out of the blue started fondling me. You can imagine my shock. This event of course spiraled me even further into a darker side of my personality as it was clear to me that not only can God not be trusted but neither can people. So the demon was preparing me to distance myself from God and all of life by showing me the ‘evil’ side of God’s people. That indeed people who were supposedly from God’s creation were nothing but evil, supposedly dressed as Christians. So my dislike for religion (especially Christianity) increased ten fold. As the years went by I went into a quieter, emotionally unstable personality. During my high school years I found myself becoming distant from the other children and seeking different values to theirs. Things that they considered precision I laughed at like boys, religion and education. This of course had a lot to do with how the demon was influencing my thought processes and my beliefs. I saw things clearly from the perspective of religion and how people are slaves. I understood many things which when discussed with other children caused them to label me as ‘weird’. I asked them (which the demon admitted he did through me) why do they go to church when people die horrible deaths all in the name of God. Now as you can see that is quite something coming out of the mouth of a 17 year old? When I finished school I was very much anti religion already yet I found paganism quite an interesting concept. I met somebody who was a Wiccan and together we delved into the art of magic and speaking to the dead (Ouija board). This became my life, a devotion to God’s, Goddesses and creating spells to punish people that did us wrong. The funny part of it was that the demon told me he was the only being that I had ever spoken to on the Ouija board, due his ability to block all other beings. You see this demon was no ordinary demon, he was quite powerful and his ‘mission’ was simply to create a world for me in which my focus was always on him. He had the ability to control my actions to such a degree that all decisions that I made were under his control. Any job that I took would fail and I would be unemployed again, sitting with my friend, playing Ouija board. This was due to me losing interest quite quickly and always resisting doing well in a job, therefore I never remained there for long. The resistance was in the form of chronic fatigue, dyslexia and the inability to focus. When I did finally find a two year job it was on a secluded farm where my main focus was just to work, with very little interaction with people.
After two years I met a guy and moved in with him. This of course was not so much to the liking of the demon as he saw me as his possession, so he decided it might be a good idea to control our relationship as well. The relationship became abusive to the point that I was constantly under verbal attack and sometimes physical.
The entire possession story is told in the videos starting with: I was a Wiccan
What i realised in the time of my demon possession/ouija board experiences was that I was looking to find somebody that could assist me in seeing how and why I was depressed/self destructive. The web site that I am a part of has assisted many beings in writing about their experience and the site includes methods through which you then are able to assist yourself. So from the perspective of you assisting yourself with regards to your depression and anger, I would say the first step is to stop participating in this mind game you play on the ouija board. If you look at it in common sense you will see that even though you think it gives you companionship or answers - it actually does not and causes you more confusion, depression and self abuse.

This story is just the tip of the iceberg. And these people believe whole-heartedly that things like this are REAL. They have a youtube channel full of videos of people that are “possessed”, being “exorcised” and “vlogs” about all sorts of “self-help”. This organization is apparently based in South Africa but has connections/members in the US and other places, from what I can gather. Their music project is apparently based in San Jose, Ca. (yeah, like that doesn’t have a vaguely reminiscent Charles Manson feel to it or anything). They also seem to have a weird fascination with Anton LaVey. As demonstrated by a video of someone that is supposedly “possessed” by him and “channeling” messages from him. I actually watched some of one of the Anton videos, because at first the person looked a like a young boy, but it turns out that it was just a really ugly woman.

Seriously, I was sitting in front of my monitor, just dumb-struck at the absurdity. And suddenly I wanted to know things like; why do female cult members seem to take on an oddly eunuch type appearance, who really mistakes this shit for enlightenment, how psychologically damaged do you really need to be to get suckered into some of this (because the Heaven’s Gate fuck-ups all had reasonably high IQs), why do people need to seek out all this crap, is there ever going to be a way to fix a brain once it becomes this damaged? Oh, and why do all cults seem to have an outlet for crappy musicians and a preoccupation with subliminal messages. Is that just an audio-pareidolia or hypnosis fixation?

But now all I really want to know is, how do we get them to eat their applesauce and drink their grape Kool-aid and get the fuck out of the gene pool?




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