Last night I performed an intense meditation where I visualized and entered the realm of Kali or Naamah. The ashes from thousands of funeral pyres covering the ground, the skies blood red etc.
Settling on a dark, glyph-patterned stone temple floor situated in the middle of the landscape - I raised my kundalini through the chakras and awoke my third eye. Then emerged Kali/Naamah in front of me, armed with sabres in her multiple hands. I found myself armed likewise, and we began a battle. The fight was equal parts violent and sexual, and its movements dancelike. We both drew blood, but at the height of intensity, I beheaded her. Her severed throat gushed her blood high in the air, and I drank from it as it rained down on me - revitalizing my powers. Thunder roared at the horizon.
Later that night, in my sleep, I had a dream, a nightmare, unlike any other I've had. In a room, I was surrounded by demonic entities and when I fled the room - I encountered the most dark and evil presence I've ever felt outside. It was a male figure, faceless, but with black royal clothes. I sensed a feeling of utter dread, the kind when it hits you that you just fucked up badly and you regret it, thinking "Oh ****, what have I done". The aura surrounding him was so sinister if would have consumed the light from several suns, it was just so completely devoid of anything good that it was terrifying.
Suddenly, I was praying something about "light", repeating it over and over
again, holding a book, not sure if it was a bible though. Then somehow I became powerful and fearless, pointing a flaming sword in defiance. Being back in the room I fled from, I was now this old man, fighting the entities. As they disappeared and the room brightened, I gathered a bunch of demonic books from somewhere - only to randomly place them out in hidden locations. Then the room darkened again, and I thought to myself that the entities had only tricked me into thinking they were gone. Again, they appeared - now in the shape of many of my old friends. They were closing in on me, and another battle was hanging in the air, but then I awoke...
Now, I am a left hand pathist, mainly doing some minor chaos sigil magic,
and qlippothic Kali-oriented meditation. So my question is - What the HELL was this dream all about? And how was it connected to my meditation earlier that night? Who was the dark emperor I was confronted with? Satan? Very disturbing, and very fascinating.
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