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Recieved: 2001/03/01 00:11
Subject: Re: [K-list] Entity?
From: Mystress Angelique Serpent
On 2001/03/01 00:11, Mystress Angelique Serpent posted thus to the K-list:
At 11:11 AM 2/27/01, Paul Perner wrote:
>.....or the Acme Demon Factory. Wouldn't it be wild to experiment with
>creating entities? You could tie a new tail on... re-arrange a horn or
>two... add an extra eyeball...
>Should we give it a whirl? (as a kid, I always wanted to be a mad
>scientist when I grew up)
Hell, yes! I used to invent them, as a kid.. didn't realize that my
imaginary friends were so.. REAL. I forgot about most of them, didn't
realize they were still around until back in.. 1996 I had a psychic slave
who would come to me with a boggled look on his face, explaining he had
just seen something that looked like a bear or wolf, with a mane and white
wings sitting beside my front door.. LOL!! "That sounds like Tyrantus!" I
responded.. A beastie I invented as a grade 8 social Studies project: we
were to design an animal who could live in the Arctic.. Tyrantus could eat
polar bears, for breakfast.. :) I created it, then played with it as an
invisible friend, for a while.. forgot about it for so many years, but it
was still around.. poor lonely beastie. Funny, writing about it, I can
feel it standing behind my left shoulder. :) Hey, buddy! Scratch him behind
the ears...
Or he'd see a pillar with eyes that bent down and took a look at him,
out of the corner of his eye as he came in my front door.. and me listening
to this, scratching my head trying to remember exactly what had I asked
for, as a door ward?
Took some getting used to, to realize my invisible playmates were
really real and could be seen by other people.. I'd had no idea..
Little Witch childe, reading of the Fae and making them real, all
unaware of her imagination's own power till 15 years later when other
people start seeing the beings she'd imagined.
Any thing, even a thought, that is given enough energy, "wakes up" and
becomes self aware... and like all things, goes about the business of
feeding itself and procreating. Anything from a harmless "meme", like the
word "groovy" to the vicious propaganda of the Third Reich.
Yes, I agree Wim, everything is a reflection of ourselves.. but I also
think that in an infinite universe, anything that *can* exist, *must*
exist, somewhere.. in some time or dimension... or else the universe would
not be infinite.
So, in my healing work, I find that there are some blockages that have
no more awareness than a cow pie, and can be shoveled onto the dung heap
with no fuss.. but other blockages growl and squirm when you poke them, and
are best dealt with as entities.
Never forget the day my slave got a look at the beings who maintain my
house spell.. furry round creatures with big soft eyes... he asked how
they could possibly protect me, and they showed him flip top heads like
muppets, lined with big rows of big sharp teeth! He took a jump backwards!!
I could not see them, I had not gone looking.. I just mentioned for
him to ask my house spell about another persistent visitor I'd tossed out
repeatedly, which had done some rather not nice things to him as a way to
get my attention.. and several hundred of these furry round floating muppet
heads showed up to chat. I didn't create them consciously at all, but their
form did describe the intent of my house spell, rather well... and I was in
the habit of adding my surplus K-fire to the house spell... so they were
very well fed.
Then there was the time, new on the K-list I was helping someone who had
a wild awakening, and was overrun with entities.. (this was before I
learned the entity clearing I shared with the list.) I asked my Angels to
send him 3 guardians from the ranks of those who serve me.. in the middle
of the night he came back from a pee break half asleep, to see two short
fellas with staves, one on each side of the bed, and a dog-sized bat-winged
gargoyle sitting at the foot of it!
I didn't know who the angels had sent.. :)
The gargoyle scared him silly, and he had the fellas pull it into it's
duality and toss out it's dark side. Poor thing.. it turned gentle as a lap
dog and lost it's power of flight.
Took me several months to remember where I'd gotten the
gargoyle... Finally I traced it to a Twilight Zone movie scene I'd flashed
on, some years before during a particularly rough airplane flight. I looked
out the window and noticed a bit of the metal covering the wing was bent
up.. just like in the movie and my imagination filled in the rest. Gargoyle
on the wing.. whups! Not wanting my overactive imagination to make a messy
disaster, I'd made friends with it, set it to guarding the plane.. and
forgotten about it... but gargoyles are very loyal beasties. The Kundalite
I sent it to named it "Cuir". French for leather, for it's leathery wings.
I mended it, much later when he had made his peace with duality, and
sent it back to him.. it was reborn as one those wonderful huge granite
gargoyles from "Ghostbusters" with the red glowing eyes. I warned it to
keep out of his sight for a while.. I only told my friend that the Gargoyle
would look different, didn't describe how it had changed. Let me see if I
can find a snippet of his response. Yes, here it is..
At 08:01 22/11/96 -0800, he wrote:
>Hi Angelique,
>Got your message and invited Cuir back. Cuir HAS
>changed - at least from the bits and pieces I have seen, seems to be
>reticent to show himself completely. Looks larger (wouldn't fit on the
>nook on top of the bookshelf anymore), looks more 'mature', looks less
>leathery black and more stoney grey. K. even got a glimpse of a
>paw/wing.
>Date: Sun, 24 Nov 1996 09:18:41
>To: Mistress Angelique Serpent <mistressATnospamdomin8rex.com>
>Hi there,
> Well!! Since K. was watching something dull, I decided to take a
>long, hot bath. Guess who came in through the door and drank water out of
>the toilet bowl - Cuir! He IS fearsome and majestic looking...but, the
>sight of him trying to stick his big head into the toilet bowl made me
>burst out laughing. He heard me and padded over to the tub, plopped his
>head over the edge for a scratch between the ears. Yikes are those things
>pointed! His eyes glow red softly like the embers in a fireplace - he is a
>big teddy-gargoyle (like a pit-bull from Hades) and has the DEEPEST,
>THROATIEST gurgle - neat.
Kewl confirmation. Still not sure where the two short fellas, T'hun and
T'horn came from, they are Earth beings, or possibly out of a faerie tale
from my childhood. They returned to me, after a month, offended because my
friend would not take them seriously or given them anything to do, but guard.
So far as I know the gargoyle is still with him.. we are out of touch.
He had the most amazing awakening I have ever encountered, in less than a
year he went from skeptical unspiritual scientist to self Realized
Master... with a lot of truly mind blowing experiences along the way.
Same guy tuned into me once, and flashed on a huge 6 armed demon
rising with smoke from a stone floor.. took me a few days to realize he was
seeing the cover of an Ursula LeGuin novel I'd read as a teenager. A
painting come to life...
Oh, the stories I could tell.. like sometime after I'd sent a bunch of
very cranky native ancestor shamans into the light.. a Yoga friend wrote to
me, freaked out and right pissed off because some herd of beasties, very
dark old forgotten magic creatures had descended on him and his friend and
were doing nasty stuff in my name.
I was puzzled at first trying to figger out what he was talking about,
because that kind of stuff is not my style.. I realized that I'd handled
the Shamans but forgotten about their pets.. who assumed they were the
spoils of war and were trying to please me, their new owner. The Angels
would not let them into the house spell, so I had been unaware of them till
his complaint. Spent a jolly afternoon opening to them, giggling them into
the light. They were mostly bent Faeries, captured and impressed with the
old Shaman's intentions, so they forgot themselves.. and they popped back
to their true selves, when they saw themselves truly reflected in the
mirror of my Light. It tickled!! There were hundreds of them! Whoooo hooo!
This friend was a hostile snob when it comes to the Fae and the myriad
old Gods and critters of the astral playgrounds, so much that I finally
broke off contact, deciding I preferred the company of people (and beings)
who treat my interests with respect.
I find much pleasure and beauty in those aspects of limitless
manifestation. Yes, there is great beauty in the infinite singularity of
the formless Void, my Mother.. but I see beauty too in all of the forms of
Her creations. They are good company. Friends to my inner child.
There have been times when people pissed me off and then accused me of
using dark magics.. Well, I don't, but sometimes there are messed up beings
who cannot get into my house spell, but try to do me "favors" to get my
attention, and as they are *bent*, their discernment about what is a good
thing to do is kind of .. "off".
So, sometimes I used to warn people not to piss me off.. Periodically I
open my awareness to these kinds of critters and clear out any that my
Light has attracted, just so they won't get up to mischief. LOL!!
Yep, rehabilitating Old Gods and bent Faeries.. Chacmool taught me a lot
of things, and I also set him free of some of the old Mayan junk that had
been impressed upon him. He is a much happier old God, now.. he was pretty
cranky when we first met.
>Please, Wim and List Members... *hold the above thought.* I've been
>meaning to post about a dear friend who's almost dying from conceived
>Satanic attack. I'm serious.
>
>It will not be an easy thing to write as I have a lot of feelings for her
>and things are still unfolding. Give me a few days.
Yowie.. if you need a hand with it, give me a call..
Blessings..
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