I don’t typically write about personal experiences on this blog. It seems a bit narcacistic to me for one. Another reason is that I don’t want to publish too much information about personal tactics. And I wonder about how useful it would be.
But I’m sure there are some people who a description of an experience like this one may help, and there are some who would find it interesting. And, more importantly, I’m too lazy to write up the numerology post right now and want to get something up.
I thought about this experience earlier today while reading an old book on folk legends when I got to a chapter that dealt with mermaids. There are no great secrets of mine hidden in here. I’ve told this story to most people, and it’s fairly safe in the information it gives out about me.
Well to start I have an item that I’ve filled up with a lot of energy and blessed under four different dieties. It’s a tool of mine, and it’s very powerful and can answer most questions. However it answers questions in its own way and causes a lot of chaos whenever it’s activated. It tends to open up any portals in the area and can easily summon all sorts of things. Using it is always an adventure.
Anyways one day I did use it, and not long after that I went to sleep. In my dream I was riding shotgun in a car as I talked to my friend on a cell phone. As I was talking I saw a building with a prymid roof and on top was a huge mermaid statue. I muttered something about a mermaid over the phone, at which point my friend asked me if I wanted to meet one. I tried to explain about the weird statue I was looking at when I suddenly felt a rush of energy coming off it.
It occured to me at that point that I was dreaming, and that something was coming, and I needed to wake up right away to deal with this.
I forced my eyes open and awoke in my bed, but I was already too late. I could see and think, but my body was having cunvulsions and I had absolutely no control over my limbs. This was very different from sleep paralysis (which I’ve had before). My body was uncontrollably shaking like a seizure.
And there was a mermaid sort of sitting on top of my chest (they have that whole fish part, no legs, which makes actually sitting kind of impossible). Her face was old and ragged. Her hair was long, slightly curled, seperated, and resembled snakes. In many ways her head resembled pictures of a gorgon. As ugly as she was, her fish part was far more disgusting.
From what she had told me, she was planning on raping me. She wanted to merge us together in a spritual-sexual type way. I understood what she was talking about. She claimed that we would both benefit from this.
There was no way I was going to let this happen. I could feel the portal she came through not far behind her, and I came up with two plans. Plan one was to concentrate as much energy into my chest as I could in my current state and in a short amount of time. Then I would release this energy out of me and hopefully it would be enough to push her back through the portal.
Plan two involved getting as much energy as I could manage, and then focusing enough to take back a bit of control of my body, scream like a little girl with that energy and break free of the paraylsis. Many of my battle stories actually end with “And then I screamed like a little girl at it and it ran away”. So many that it’s sad. It’s just that it’s a very effective tactic.
Plan one actually worked though, so I didn’t scream like a little girl this time. When the energy hit her from out of my chest she went flying through the portal, and the paralysis and convulsions instantly ended. After it was over with I got up and sealed the portal so nothing else would be coming out of it.