After doing Angelic magic this year early 2024, my life changed to a situation where i had to adapt to unexpected changes, little did i know that such book would cause so much misery in my life. I have been though tough times this year! Things that i have never experienced in my entire life!
I live to regret it up to date why i purchased the 72 Angels of magic book, to open myself to a Spiritual world that would later reject and attack me spiritually and physically and emotional
The First Encounter: Voices in My Head some days after doing the magic, but the voices were really subtle, gentle and nice to hear i initially saw them as a positive ! Then my dreams changed completely after doing the magic, they had a hand in dreams! Most of the dreams at first were symbolic and influenced my perception of reality.
When the light turned dark, and things started to change around June, leading to feelings of rejection and attack. the voices went from subtle to more of hostile, confusing, or overwhelming? I just could not bear it in my head! I felt during this time—betrayed, scared, or unsure of what was happening in my life. Very stange things could happen in my apartment, like smelling a very heavy bad odour on my body and inside my apartment too. And at night those dreams changed to nightmares, i dreamt one time falling in a pit latrine and then waliking through a very filthy path looking for my way out, and at times i could dream about very strange things about my daughter. Those Angels had a hand in all those dreams.
Rejection and Attack: The Emotional Toll which have impacted my daily life—my mental health, relationships, sense of self? September brought an even more intense and troubling chapter in my life. My sleep turned Into a Battleground, they attacked my sleep parallel with voices in my head. Before the attack i loved to sleep and i loved my bedroom so much that i cleaned it almost everyday to make sure it’s s clean and comfortable. sleep used to be for me—peaceful, restorative, and never a problem.
The Sting in the Night: When Sleep Became a Battleground, Sleep was once a refuge—a place of rest and renewal. But everything changed in September. What began as a deep slumber turned into an unsettling routine of disruption from the Angels, leaving me grappling with the Supernatural forces!I had never struggled with sleep in my life. Falling asleep came naturally, and my nights were undisturbed—until September, when things began to take a sinister turn up to date End year! It started subtly. I would fall asleep as usual, drifting off into a deep, peaceful rest. But hours later, something would jolt me awake—a sharp sting in the middle of my head, or a cold flash,
The sensation was vivid, almost physical, and unlike anything I’d ever felt.
It was as if a sudden, invisible force had struck me, piercing the center of my being, leaving me helpless and alert in the middle of the night to keep listening to voices! The voices weren’t the calm whispers of guidance I might have hoped for when I began my spiritual exploration, instead, they felt intrusive, relentless, and unsettling unable to bear! Sleep, once my sanctuary, became a source of dread. I even hate my bedroom, infact i had to change. I sought help, reaching out to spiritual advisors and exploring ways to reclaim my peace, to find myself again but nothing has happened.
Sleep was once my safe haven, a natural and restorative part of my day. But starting in September, that sanctuary was shattered. What began as a jarring interruption has turned into an ongoing battle that has left me searching for answers, and relief. As the nights passed, the sleeplessness worsened. What had once been isolated incidents became a nightly torture, I turned to sleep medications, hoping they would offer some respite. Despite being heavy and potent, the medications failed to work. Even my doctors are suprised. There was a time when I eagerly sought to connect with the spiritual world. I believed it held answers, guidance, and a sense of enlightenment. But what started as an exciting journey turned into something I never anticipated—a haunting reminder of the spiritual world I had once eagerly sought to connect with, now transformed into a torture chamber.
The voices i my head are not anymore soothing or enlightening; they are intrusive and overwhelming.I have been meditating for the last two years, but the voices the are intrusive lately. The voices, anal torture, lack of sleep robbed me of the calm I had once associated with the Angelic realm, replacing it with confusion and fear.
The very Angelic magic I had turned to for growth and enlightenment now feels like a prison torture chambers. What was once a source of hope became a relentless tormentor, and attack. I’ve learned hard lessons of protecting myself and setting boundaries, even with forces that seem benevolent. I’ve come to understand that not every spiritual path is right for everyone. There are experiences that words struggle to capture, pains that transcend the physical, and torments that others might find unimaginable. For me, this journey into the spiritual world has become one of those stories—marked by an intensity of suffering that is not easily explained up to date!
How do you articulate the feeling of being attacked by something unseen? How do you make someone understand the depth of suffering when there are no physical scars to show? I once turned to the Angelic magic for guidance, hope, and growth. Instead, it has become a source of relentless suffering, a torture chamber that I entered willingly but cannot escape it now.
This is not an easy story to share, and it is not an easy story to live everyday basis. But I believe that by speaking about it, I can bring light to the struggles many keep hidden. My journey is far from over, but I hold onto the hope that one day, I will regain my free will and live a normal life again, no matter how distant that hope may seem. Even in the midst of such a challenging journey, I believe healing is possible. And until then, I will keep moving forward—one step at a time!