This is fascinating.
Can anyone tell me the correlation between spirits scratching people? It seems that all incidents involving scratches leaves 3 distinct marks... every time.
Are these actually due to humans who have died, turned malicious and 'haunt' a place? Or is this the work of 'demons'? Can human souls become demons?
I want to explore this.
>Can human souls become demons?
Depends on your religious definition of 'demon'. To some religions that could be any malicious spirit. To others it's a specific entity that is, for instance, a counter to the gods or a fallen angel.
I has something like this happen to me a few times. It mostly appeared on my back and I didn't even realise there was anything there until I felt my back sting on my shirt. They're never really deep but they hurt like a motherfucker.
I think it's mostly due to something in my bed. I don't have any pets or whatever, so I'm guessing the is probably something sharp I keep lying in when I'm asleep. Don't like to think about being molested by kinky ghosts while I'm sleeping.
You rolled trips, too, 111. Evil spirits use threes such as three scratches, three thumps, ect to mock the trinity, the father, the son, and the Holy Spirit. These are entities that have no desire but to hurt you, so be cautious.
Experienced very similar phenomenon. Large scratches on my back, appearing seemingly out of nowhere with no explanation.
...it turned out I was habitually scratching my back in my sleep in the same spots.
Yup, I've posted this before but I was scratched pretty viciously all over my back a week after attempting a demon ritual with a friend.
was more up on my shoulders and one on my face, really spooked me
I doubt that's a good idea, i also feel obliged to post this
Last week sometime, my girlfriend and I were sitting in my garage smoking a doob and drinking some wine.
The discussion began around rap and it's influences revolving around 'satan' and the greed of men.
It progressed toward artists selling their talent (or as conspiracy tards say, their soul) for money.
take schoolboy Q for eg;
he began his career locally, rapping about change, and as soon as dollars got waved in his face face it's all nigganigganiggamoneyhoes bustacap make it rain nigganigga twerk twerk.
I explained to her a few things about life, the 'light & dark' / 'Jedi & sith' (however you wish to metaphorically use it) side of things. the choices that man makes
I expressed that lucifer was here at this current point of time, but his opposite (god/yahweh/allah, again up to your interpretation) was not here. I used astrological significances to express that a balance would return to man, and that this darkness we currently see will soon be over.
At that point we both felt a very cold chill, both our hair stood on ends and we stared at each other as if we both felt a presence right near us. (this has happened previously to us both)
I brushed it off as nothing to avoid both of us being spooked out, but we noticed she had 3 VERY large and VERY raised scratch marks down her left thigh.
They did not hurt to touch.
we brushed it off and ignored it completely (we were fairly spooked at that point)
Now.. I'm extremely bipolar (she's from a bloodline of gypsys), I've had periods were I've been extremely delusional
I have seen lucifer with his eyes burning black like coal. I know he is real, but not in the 5 senses real, if that makes sense.
I do believe that at this current time, our world is running parallel to another, that we all have an opportunity to 'jump ship' to some other form of time/dimension (honestly I have no idea, it's just a feel).
I thought I would express my story as I have never witnessed any form of physical manifestation from spirits before. I really was in a state of awe and had to kind of recalibrate my perspective of life.
>TLDR; educating gf on the evil side of life, had physical manifestation from evil spirits
I used to scratch myself in my sleep, so I would know what the marks my own nails left would look like, but in one particular house I was living at these thin deep scratches like pic related started popping up, and I know it wasn't me doing it. The worst time was probably when I woke up with them on my forehead, looked spooky as hell but luckily I had a fringe at the time to cover them up.
Since I moved out of there they haven't shown up once, in general that house was a shithole and I feel bad for any poor sods living there now.