Face to Face with the Enemy
The prerequisite for overcoming anything is a clear perception of the obstacle standing in the way.
So long as an obstacle is ignored, so long as it seems “insignificant” or “irrelevant,” it will never be overcome, and therefore the possibility of further advancement will not arise. In practice one often sees people calling “movement along the Way” nothing more than pacing back and forth before a standing wall, without any attempt to surmount it: it looks like continuous motion that, however, leads nowhere.
And how often one hears: “I want to develop, but I can’t motivate myself.” Yet any person who meets a wolf in the forest is instantly motivated to flee. Lack of motivation is usually precisely connected to the non-obviousness of the obstacle: dangers, imperfections, predators dwell in the realm of ideas, not in the realm of people.
One can reason endlessly about destructors or Demons, one can read hundreds of books, but until the mind with unmistakable clarity discovers a destructor, a Demon or a parasite in its mind within itself, it will not find the necessary motive for its liberation.
Fundamentally, the most important task of Goetia is to bring Demons from the category of ideas, abstract speculations, into the category of living reality — enemies whose encounters are inevitable and absolutely real.
Similarly, many quests of initiatory rituals — the Kol, the Mysteries — are aimed at the uncovering of destructive systems in the mind, and only by clearly detecting them can one fight them and, possibly, deprive them of power over the psychocosm.
Fear a novice Magus encounters is a reaction to such meetings, but without those meetings the Way has no chance of success. The barrier of perception that separates the human mind from the “other side of reality,” on the one hand, makes existence relatively safe, and on the other hand firmly holds the mind in the role of a victim. But as soon as the usually hidden side of reality becomes apparent, only two outcomes are possible: struggle or death. If the mind meets an enemy face to face, it comprehends the full complexity of its situation, but the enemy also understands that it may lose its sustenance. Therefore the safe and comfortable life in the chicken coop comes to an end the moment Power penetrates the mind and sheds light on previously unnoticed shadowed areas — and the mind discovers enemies who have no choice but to shift to attack. To be fair, their counterattack is usually so swift and crushing that before the mind can even look around it is driven back into the chicken coop and the light is put out, convinced that “everything is fine,” that “life goes on,” and that the “momentary madness” was pointless and unnecessary. This is precisely why Magic is, above all, a way of acting. It is impossible to reach the Field of Battle while lying on the couch with a book or playing on the computer. Not every act of imagination is illumination, not every activity of the mind is productive. Enemies love to hide, they love to pretend to concede; they have hundreds of tricks to remain unnoticed and persuade the mind of its power. Magical practice is the Way of drawing the mind out of its habitual bounds, out of the state in which it feels comfortable and calm, and, most importantly, the Way of discovering obstacles and enemies. By destabilizing his world, the Magus finds himself in a dangerous position — a position of seeking and battle — but only in this way can he defeat the enemies and attain freedom. By hiding and lying low, no one can achieve self-realization, even if the bushes in which one hides are full of beautiful flowers and birds pleasing to the ear.
Enmerkar, can you tell me what kind of creature is depicted in the 3rd picture at the top?
First, I would like to thank the author for their effort. I have been here recently and am also looking for answers. I am not a mage, not a clairvoyant, and not a seer. Just an ordinary person who has strange dreams in which they become aware of themselves and encounter strange states. Like in the first comment, I also want to know, what kind of being is depicted in the third picture. In one of the lucid dreams, I saw this and it attacked me. It is definitely not Asmodeus; that nasty one behaves differently and looks different. And also in the second picture, in one of the states when I was pulled out of my body, I saw something similar, but it was transparent and its limbs were longer. It moved, half-crouching. Is this also some kind of evil spirit or could it be something else? I live quietly, do not disturb anyone, and am happy in my family; I am not registered with a psychiatrist 🙂 But here are such cheerful visitors, at least I have learned not to be afraid of them; earlier it was really terrible.
Lika, I also encountered him in a dream. So far I only know that it is light-fearing. But I couldn’t find its name(s).
Yes, they do not really like to get acquainted 🙂 I cheekily learned the name Asmodeus in a lucid dream. I had no options; otherwise, something unfortunate could happen to my daughter, and it would all be my fault. He knew what buttons to push. But that’s a long story. However, this transparent being behaved quite strangely. I do not understand the term ‘light-fearing,’ and I am generally a complete novice in these matters. It was just that I met it under very interesting circumstances. The transition occurred during a lucid dream, which does not happen to me often. Usually, it is either one or the other; everything is spontaneous since childhood. I heard a knock at the door, went to see who fate had brought, turned around, saw myself on the bed, realized what was happening. I used to be scared of it; now I am calm about it; I already know that this is not a diagnosis, and I am not the only strange one. I decided to find out the origin of the knock, looked through the peephole, and saw nobody. I opened the door to the hallway, and something flowed in; it was a person who had died a long time ago, and he started congratulating me, but I could not understand what for. Then he disappeared; this happened two more times with different visitors. After that, everything ended, and I returned. My first thought was what nonsense it was; I drank some water and decided to lie down again. I got pulled in again; I stood up, examining myself, and then panic hit me; I had the feeling that someone was watching me; I checked the rooms, and everything was clean. After that, I approached the door, looked through the peephole, and there was that disgusting thing looking at me; I was freaked out at that moment; I wanted to shout to return, but I still took the risk to find out what it was. I thought I might have been having a specific glitch or I really slipped through doors; it suddenly recoiled from me. I asked it what it needed from me, but it did not engage. I then decided to drive it away, tried to find out its name, but lost patience and began to shout at it to go away; I felt so strong then; I knew I would handle it. Surprisingly, this nuisance behaved very timidly, and this was not happening in darkness; everything was flooded with light; it did not fear it. I again came to myself; I wanted to stand, it didn’t work; in my third experience, I will note that this rarely happens; it is once a night or evening, but here it was as if they coordinated. This time I saw monks; they were also not living beings; they surrounded me from all sides and began to lift me up, spinning me like a spindle; then, a flash, and I woke up. That was enough for me; I was really afraid to fall asleep; only close to morning, and even then with caution. I have no idea what that was; I have been wandering around websites in search of information, and I am tired of being afraid; I haven’t been able to get rid of it since I was three years old; I decided to explore this issue and ended up here visiting. I am not a teenager; I am already forty, but this age no one gives me; probably thanks to the resets, as I call them. If only I didn’t see all sorts of scary things, I could live with that. Alexey, I hope I haven’t tired you too much with my tales 🙂 If you have encountered this, tell me about your experience; maybe you know what causes this and how to deal with it. I would be grateful…
Light-fearing means afraid of light. It is a normal perception of all demons: they are extremely negative towards light, although, as Enmerkar wrote, some of them can process light into klippot.
I will add: light and brightness are somewhat different concepts. You can trip and smash your head even on a bright day. But at night, you can easily avoid a deep pit. It is even easier at night: more attention goes to the road and what is on it.
Thank you for your response; there is much to think about. Indeed, I recalled when, in my transitional states, I faced something similar; everything was in darkness. This was the first time I saw it in the light, and I have not repeated it since. And also from my experience, I came to understand that what we perceive as frightening is not always such; much depends on our internal state. Asking questions like: why is this happening to me? What am I attracting them with? is probably unnecessary. Because not long ago, I came to the idea that only I can answer these questions myself. The most important thing is that I’m almost no longer afraid. I know that my great-grandmother struggled with this and my grandmother did too. My daughter is all right; that is the main thing. And I will try to conquer my dragons. This website has helped me a lot; thank you for sharing, people. Remembering myself, I was not only afraid to talk about it but also to think about it and sleep too. Now I have undergone significant changes in terms of perception, and everything has become much simpler yet at the same time more complex. Let’s continue seeking answers 🙂 Best wishes!
By your example, you reminded me of a case. I was walking down the road, a bit lost in thought; a tree brought me back to my senses. I crashed into it, to the point of sparks in my eyes. It was in broad daylight, and the tree was large, yet I really didn’t notice it. So, you are a thousand times right…
It is very important that someone writes such articles. Although only through experience can everything be understood. Where do games with demons and black magic lead (like the left-hand path). At first, demons simply suck energy like iburus, which is perceived as ecstasy. Then control over oneself begins to be lost from time to time, uncontrollable anger. At first, you offend people, then it becomes physical violence, then… It is necessary to understand in time, if you are lucky, that you need to take control of yourself. To withdraw from the darkness, to move towards the Light. At least stop doing mischief, stop living by the principle of ‘having done a bad deed – I am glad at heart.’ Just step by step. Just thoughts out loud.
I would also like to add. If by some unfathomable will you have encountered this, and especially if you have started to interact, they very skillfully hide their essence under beautiful covers, do not take anything from them. They promise a lot, play on weaknesses, lure. And if you feel that you are losing strength and cannot resist, it is not shameful at all to flee. There are different ways, depending on what state you are in.
I have had experience, and not one. In a transitional state, I found myself in an old church. It was not a conscious dream; I was rather roughly drawn in. I’m standing in the center of these ruins, realizing that I’m not alone. A dark mass appeared next to me and gradually began to take shape, dynamically changing. Soon a person was standing near me. We began communicating mentally, I was curious why… I was there. He replied that he would show me. Instantly we found ourselves in a large square with many people. He asked if I wanted them all to kneel at once. I don’t know why, but I agreed and they all fell to their knees. After that, he asked if I wanted to see those who are no longer there, and I again agreed. He stepped behind me, and his hands rested on my shoulders; I felt a heaviness, turned around and saw instead of hands something resembling wolf paws with sharp and long claws, only even uglier. It dawned on me, but it was already too late to pull myself out with a scream; we were rapidly falling down. Then we found ourselves in a place with gray-yellow lighting; everything was misty; there was nothing; we hung in it. Then I began to discern what seemed like a corridor; we flowed into it, and then I began to hear whispers that grew, almost merging into a rumble. I distinctly began to discern sliding shadows. He asked if I wanted them to serve me; this time I flatly refused and gathered all my strength to ascend. I was back in the square; fear and panic attacked me, I was paralyzed by them; if not for two white spheres that appeared from nowhere and helped me break out of this stupor, I don’t know what consequences I might have faced. I tore myself out with a scream and came to, and after that, I always refused everything in my strange states.
And also, it is indeed important and necessary for people to share. I am also gathering everything bit by bit, hoping to get a complete picture of what I had to face. After all, in reality, this is indeed a problem, especially for those who do not strive for this and often think that their roof is going slowly 🙂
The stereotype: light – ‘good’, and Darkness – ‘bad’ is erroneous. These are just two concepts of equilibrium.
Balance for what? Or for whom?
I understand that what is good for one can be evil for another. I understand that people define for themselves how thin this line will be and have invented these definitions to facilitate perception. And of course, it is interesting to consider how it would be if it were different. Nowadays, I am interested in a practical question. Can these entities somehow influence life in reality? I am not drawn to mysticism; I do not crave superpowers 🙂 I just want to understand what is happening to me and how to behave going forward to avoid the wrong step.
Balance, being the result of two opposing forces, constantly acts on each other. The result of this is life. When these two forces expand and remain inactive for so long that one becomes equivalent to the other and reaches a state of complete peace, this state is death.
A very sensible description of your inner space. So much time has passed… How are you, Lika?
Lika. If you are aware and develop consciousness, fear will scare you from time to time. Try to find your protection tool. How to do this: ask yourself and think deeply.
I have a similar problem, but it manifests a bit differently. Although sometimes it seems like I just listened to scary stories from my grandmother as a child. Fears sometimes become very intrusive. For example, as soon as it gets dark outside, I cover all the windows in the house, I’m afraid to walk past mirrors at night, primarily because I’m afraid to see something from the beyond. Spirits, entities, or something similar. Sometimes I feel scared to look through doorways; interior doors must be kept closed at night. Since childhood, I’ve often felt that someone is standing behind me, and at the same time, a horror washes over me to the point where my skin is covered in goosebumps, and my hair stands on end; I freeze. When we lived in a village and the toilet was outside, I literally ran back into the house. I don’t know where this comes from. But it happens quite often, sometimes it goes away, and at other times it comes back with such force that it feels like I need to run to a psychiatrist; it paints a picture in my mind, like a face appearing in a window, and such horror movies that Stephen King would envy. By the way, I was almost bitten by dogs twice in childhood, and once I fell off a sports bike. After each incident, my grandmother always said that my supposedly deceased mother is protecting me because I got through each situation quite easily; the whole village was surprised. But she was a suicide; she left when I was 2.7 years old. I know this is a bit off-topic, but maybe someone can tell me if this is possible? And whether it’s good or bad? If I’m being watched by a suicide, even if it’s my mother?
You’ll find out where this comes from later. A psychiatrist won’t help; they’ll probably do more harm. There’s no point in being afraid – if they could have eaten you, they would have. Learn to control your mind – and fear will disappear. At the same time, you will gain siddhi of spiritual vision. And your grandmother with her collective farm-religious fairy tales – toss her out.
Masha, this is a real find! Realize that no one will harm you. Do what you are afraid of in this way. Look in mirrors, go where it is noisy. Turn around, especially when you feel goosebumps—ask at that moment for it to become a pleasure and move forward boldly. When you feel breathless, breathe deeply with your belly. Dare, I repeat, this is a find 🙂 i486DX was right. To get siddhi, you need to let your mind shape the forms of those you could potentially see.
This is reminiscent of nightmares from a children’s bedroom when you tremble under the blanket in the dark, thinking that if the blanket is warm, then it is safer underneath it.