Keep A Lid On Things

About 10 years ago I was awoken around 1am to loud music. It was coming from my garage. I went out into the garage to discover my stereo was turned on and a CD was playing. The song playing was, Keep A Lid On Things by the Crash Test Dummies. I turned it off and went back to bed wondering how it got turned on.

At 3:55am this morning my TV downstairs turned on. I went downstairs and turned it off. The remote was sitting on the arm of the couch. I inquired as to who turned the TV on but either didn't get a response or I couldn't hear them. More than latter I'm sure. I ran a audio session and asked the spirits who turned the TV on. Multiple spirits replied. All said the same name--SABRINA. None of them came through loud enough for me to capture and feature. However, never the quitter I found this one. I enhanced the volume and cleaned out the background noise.
MIKE IT'S SABRINA-COME OUT.

There was another strange occurrence that happened. My phone was showing a missed call at 6:30PM from the following evening. I immediately thought back to where I was and what I was doing at 6:30PM that evening. I was playing cards in our dinning room with my wife. The number displayed on my phone was my wife's. She was with me. Why would she call my phone while she's with me? I've discussed this with my wife and she doesn't recall calling my phone during our card game nor does her phone show that it called my phone.

Over the years I've learned that spirits can and do manipulate our electronic devices. I've even written about this Ghost Calls. A very strange sequence of paranormal events.

Orbs in formation

In the spring of 2016 my mother in law passed away. A seven month battle with leukemia. She died peacefully in her home with all of her family around her. A wonderful woman who I admired and loved.


In our family I was the only one who didn't have a smart phone. She willed me her iPhone. It sat on my desk for about six months before I activated it. Going through her photos there were pictures of her cat, pictures of her quilts she made, puzzles she completed and a host of family and friends. I started deleting the photos off her phone until I came to a very strange photo. The photo showed a group of yellow orbs flying in a V formation.



Two of the orbs seem to be perfectly cubed, however I believe they are all cubed but each one is rotating. Or are they all connected belong to a single flying vessel? Upon zooming in on the photo I can see what appears to be stars in the night sky. The photo was taken on March 14th 2016 @ 1:34am. Why would my mother-in-law be outside taking pictures of the night sky just one month before she passed away? For me, knowing that I would be the one to get her phone? She had no interest in alien life and had no idea that I was even into it. She lived alone and at this time and had caregivers come in and assist her in the daytime. She wasn't bedridden then. She had no issues mentally and even hosted a party for all of her card friends two weeks before she died. Photo below.

In the final month she started having visitors-spirit visitors. She told me one morning she fell asleep in her chair and when she woke up a little girl was standing in front of her. I asked her if she recognized the girl. She said she didn't. On another occasion she awoke from a nap and said she just took a trip to Shrewsbury England the place of her birth. She told us someone was ringing her doorbell in the middle of the night but when she would go look nobody was there. On the day she passed away the family was all there. The nurse told us that she would go either tonight or early morning. At around 6pm I left to go home to let my dog out. When I returned my wife rushed to me and said she's going. The entire family had a one on one with her to say good-bye. It was now my wife's turn. I went with my wife. My wife grabbed her mom and pulled her into her chest sobbing. "I love you mom," she repeated. My mother-in-law opened her eyes and looked right at me. She took a final breath and was gone stepping out of her sick body and into the spirit world. I walked out onto her deck while everyone was inside and said, "Come to me Ellen." I wanted to see if I could feel her presence. I didn't feel anything different, but I imagined that she was standing right in front of me maybe even wondering why I would ask her to come to me.

Later we all had a drink of wine or some other adult beverage and were wishing her well on her next adventure. We were all in her dining room while she lay on a bed in her living room. I was the only one standing. My father-in-law who was her ex-husband sat directly across from me with a wine glass in front of him. Suddenly the wine glass tipped over. My father-in-law said he must have tipped it over. "No you didn't Roy. I'm staring right at you, and your hands didn't move," I replied. A parting shot from my mother-in-law.

My wife was going through her notebook she kept near her chair. She'd right notes to herself so she wouldn't forget important dates. She came across an unusual entry dated March 1. It was separated into four columns. Column one had the family names minus my brother-in-laws new wife and their son. Column two was written as Date. Three was Weight. Four was sex. Gaynor was her daughter. Her name is Ellen. Ex-husband is Roy. Mike is my name. Ivor is her son. Jessica is her granddaughter. Kyle is her grandson and Curtis is her grandson. It reads like this:

                                Date                          Weight                          Sex
Gaynor.                     Feb 28                        6.95                             Girl
Ellen.                 Mar. Feb 27                       6.3                               Girl.
Roy.                          Mar 2                          6.75                            Boy.
$3.Mike.                    "     7                          7.12                              "
Ivor                           Mar 4                          7.7                              Boy.
Jessica                                                                                              Girl
Kyle                                                                                                  Boy.
Curtis                                                                                               Girl

On her name Mar is scratched out. So six weeks before she dies when she is coherent and mentally fine she writes this. None of the dates are related to our birthdays. The weight I'm assuming is what we weighed at birth. Why write out our sex? Curtis isn't a girl. His should have been boy. My name is the only name with a weird entry before it. I'm not sure that it's actual a dollar sign before the three. It's an S with a straight line just touching the edge of the S. There is a period after the the three and at the end of my name. I'm also the only one were she used " to carry the month down and the sex down. She could have used it again for Ivor. It's a fascinating mystery and one we'll never get answered.

Jimi Hendrix and a band of ghosts

I visited Jimi's gravesite and took two video's while there. A rock star field test. Spirits were there waiting for me. Here is a video of the drive up to the site. A voice of a child comes through Jimi. There was one other sound that came through that I think sounded like Jimi. I'm calling this one JIMI (SLIGHT RETURN)

On the drive through the cemetery there was a video anomaly, something the spirits called a frequency phase shift. I wrote about it last July. Frequency Phase Shift. The anomaly is when I'm video tapping and the camera suddenly, and for no reason, goes out of focus for a few frames. Sometimes a loud pop can be heard when it occurs as was the case at Jimi's gravesite. Jimi's was exceptionally loud. The picture shown below is one frame before the shift occurs--everything is in focus. The next two are the two frames where it is out of focus. 

Next frame

Final frame out of focus. On this one the grass appears to dip down. 

Shown below together.

The picture below is from iMovie. iMovie allows me to view the video frame by frame. On the picture you can see all of the frames. Below the pictures is an audio graph. The colored portion on the audio graph represents the loud POP.

I'm not sure I'm going to post the other video, but here is pictures off it. While walking around shooting video a spirit comes through asking for HELP. Image below shows exactly what I was recording when the voice is heard. As I was walking up to the gravesite a female spirit said, "We're with Mike." Then a female spirit says, COME IN. I did. If you look at the top of the picture the sun shining down reflects creating a kind of ghostly reflection. Really cool. 

As I walked into the center and near the guitar a spirit says, COULD MIKE SAVE JIMI? Jimi is saved. He is free to create again. A loud GRUNT came through. More than likely it is a spirit saying, "Move." Probably telling other spirits to move so I can freely pass through. Picture shown below is the exact spot and what I was looking at when captured. 

 

Imagine shown next that reads Angel came down from heaven yesterday....was what I was looking at when a female spirit asked, WILL MIKE KILL MY SOUL?My answer to that sweet spirit is a loud NO. A male spirit acknowledges that I am looking at them. HE'S LOOKING AT US.

The next voice that comes through has another soul reference. I looked for the word "let" after the don't but couldn't find it. The spirit is a male. A rather confusing statement, but they say a lot of confusing things. 

DON'T MIKE SAVE MY SOUL.

A female spirit inquires.

WHERE'S JIMI? 

A negative entity responds to the above inquiry DOWN IN HELL. The other side isn't all love and light and I'm not going to cherry pick and present on positive spirits. I think it's important that we hear both. There is no hell. These beings prey on religious instilled beliefs--sadly. 

The negative entity gets rebuked and told to MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS. There was a total of three requests for help. Two came back to back. HELP US. HELP US GET THROUGH THIS. The first spirit was a male followed by a female. It certainly makes me wonder what is going on over there that requires my help or at least a request for help. 

Enjoy the afterlife Mr. Hendrix. I certainly enjoy your music. 

Mere Coincidences

On my drive into work yesterday I was thinking that I hadn't had a major coincidence in awhile. The mind altering kind. A female voice popped into my head. She said, "I'll see what I can do." Immediately after that for some unknown reason I started thinking about two near death experiences I had as a kid. The first one happened when I was around seven years old--a near drowning accident.

I was standing on the edge of the pool in the deep end watching older boys dive off a diving board. It looked so fun. I dove into the water. Water began to rush into my mouth and through my nose as I tried to breath. I thrashed and struggled to try and get to the top. I didn't know how to swim. Suddenly I wasn't a kid anymore. I knew I was going to die. In one final attempt to save myself I thrust my hand up into the air and someone grabbed it. They lifted me out of the pool and plunked me down on the side of the pool. I coughed and gasped. When I was finally able to lift my head and look around the scene looked just as it did before I dove into the water. Kids running around everywhere having fun. Whomever lifted me out of the water wasn't around.

The pool was Lompico pool in Santa Cruz California. Shown in the picture below.

Looking at the picture I dove into the pool on the right side. The day looked exactly as the picture shows. I almost wonder if the picture were taken on the exact day. Wouldn't that be a magical coincidence.

My next near death experience happened when I was around 12 years old in Fullerton California. I got sick. Real sick. A very high fever developed. I was bed ridden. I couldn't move. I remember laying there thinking I'm going to die at age 12 and I'm helpless to do anything about it. I fell asleep and awoke later completely drenched in sweat. All of the linen too were soaked. What happened? I suddenly realized the sledge hammer in my head was no longer bashing my brains out. I could move my head and there was no pain. My fever was over. I'm alive and well again.

I recently wrote about an out of body experience that I had back in April of 2011. I dated the article to that date so it shows up on this blog as my first entry. I did this because it may have been the start or a kick off. After writing it I decided to re-read my books written on OBE's. The author was Robert Monroe. While reading the book Ultimate Journey Robert writes about a few near deaths he had as a kid. One was a drowning and the other a fever--Scarlet fever (Page-168). Robert is in a discussion with an entity of some kind. The entity says:

"Not much. Most of the time we just watched you. We did keep you from drowning a couple of times. And there was a time when you were very ill. You even turned up here and we had to escort you back."

Robert replies: "That must have been the time I had scarlet fever."

Robert's NDE's match my own. It doesn't stop there. As I'm thinking of this magical coincidence I'm driving in Renton Washington--an area called the Highlands. I'm traveling east on 12th street. I look up and there is a street named Monroe Ave. I couldn't believe it.



The female spirit who said she would see what she could do obviously accomplished my request for a major rolling synchronistic event. Mere coincidence.

December 8 2016

This is file 161208_001. December 8, 2016. Recorded on my bathroom window seal during a very windy night. Duration 5hours 36 minutes 23 seconds.

THERE HE IS- 0:033
HE DOESN'T KNOW- 02:17
WHY ISN'T THE RECORDER IN THE ROOM?-02:36
MIKE IS REAL-03:07
WHY SABRINA? 03:38
SABRINA'S COMING UP-04:31
YOU THERE?- 6:13
COME TO US MIKE- 08:41
LEAVE MIKE -09:36
MIKE'S GOING TO HELL-11:19 OR MIKE'S GOING TO HELP
NO HE'S NOT-11:24
MIKE LOVES SABRINA-11:39
LOUD BANG-26:54

Graph of the banging sound.


WHAT WAS THAT?-26:59
I just realized I haven't been identifying the gender of the spirit. Below you will either see a (F), (M) or (U) for unknown.
MIKE KILLED HER.-27:44 (F)
Is this female spirit referring to a previous lifetime? Or is she referring to a menacing spirit that I had to deal with in this lifetime?
KILL SABRINA-28:06 (F)
Spirits routinely tap the recorder. This time they tap it twice. This is what it sounds like when they tap it. Image shown is the actual audio graph.
SPIRIT TAPPING RECORDER-30:14 (U)

I've noticed in the session a sound of a cricket. This sound has been attributed to alien life.

 The spirits nick named them, "Grasshoppers." I'm not sure if the spirit is referencing the grasshoppers or not.
CRICKET SOUND-31:24
THEY'RE BACK OUT.-31:35 (M)
MIKE I'M REALLY SCARED. (F) 35:15
WE'LL FIGHT YOU-35:55
FIGHT-36:55
MIKE-36:59 (F) How would you feel if you heard your name called out from the spirit world--not once or twice but thousands of times by both male and female spirits and entities? I can't even find words for how it makes me feel. Who is she? Why is she calling out my name? Did my spirit hear her? Does my spirit know who she is? I looped this X4 just in case you couldn't tune in to hear her. Hopefully by the time it loops around the third time you hear it. Then go back and play it again and you'll hear it all four times.
ARE YOU GONNA PUSH THEM?-37:13 (M)
BE CAREFUL TODD-37:15 (U)
LOT'S OF SPIRITS.-37:28 (M)
OH MY GOD-38:10 (M)
FIGHT-39:39 (M) Same male spirit that says fight at 36:55.
MIKE YOU CAN HEAR THIS-39:42 (F) Yes I can.
IS THIS REALLY HIS HOUSE-39:55 (M) Yes it is. Welcome.
HI MIKE (F) QUIT TALKING (M)- 40:47
WE'RE OUT HERE MIKE-42:04 (U)
MIKE YOUR FRIENDS ARE ALL HERE-44:36 (F)
There's a very strange kind of growl or yell and then the female spirit responds to it.
DID MIKE DO THAT?-44:47 (F)
TELL MIKE TO WAKE UP.-44:51 (F)
LOVE YOU MIKE-45:06 (M)
SABRINA-45:22 (F) Sabrina looks very close to the photo below. It hangs on my office wall exactly at her height.

MIKE'S ON HIS COMPUTER-45:30 (M) NO HE'S NOT-(F)
WE'RE ALL IN HERE-47:12 (F)
HELLO MIKE-47:23 (M)
???50:14 (U)
MIKE'S A PAIN IN THE ASS (U) 50:50 ASSHOLE. (M)
YOU'RE THE ASSHOLE-50:56 (F)
HELP US OR HELP MIKE--51:43 (F) I heard this on two different frequencies. One said, "Help Mike." The other said, "Help us." It's always disturbing to hear requests for help. We envision death as internal rest and peace in heaven with God and angels, or at least that's what some do. What if you die and it's vastly different than you imagined? Your belief you held while alive in the physical is suddenly shattered. An adjustment period has to happen. I believe those asking me for help are spirits who haven't adjusted to the spirit world. From the physical side I don't know how to help them. The spirits tell me I do help them. They tell me my spirit leaves my body and at times goes to the spirits asking me for help. I'm not consciously aware of this, but it makes me feel better.
HELP-52:04 (F) Not the same as female above.
FIND SABRINA-52:17 (M)
MIKE I'M SUPPORT-52:52 (M) I initially thought this spirit said, "Mike I'm so bored."
HE'S ASLEEP-53:26 (M)
MOVE MIKE-57:07 (U)
GO ON. YOU BETTER GO DOWN THERE-58:38 (U)
FIGHT-58:58 (M)
WHO'S DOWN THE HOUSE FROM MIKE?-1:00:20 (M)
LOVE YOUR HOUSE MIKE-1:00:53 (M)
HELP. HE'S ALREADY GONE-1:02:00 (M)
MIKE, WE LOVE HIM-1:03:05 (F)
LOUD KNOCK-1:06:29 (U)
HE LEFT THIS MORNING-1:07:14 (M)
WE MOVED UP TO SEATTLE FOR MIKE-1:08:57 (M)
MIKE NEEDS US. HE DOES-1:09:00 (F)
THE PRESSURES GROWING MIKE-1:09:06 (F)
THERE'S HIS HOUSE-1:09:11 (U)
FIND SABRINA-1:11:03 (F)
HELP SOON AS I CAN-1:11:40 (M)
WHAT THE FUCK-1:12:07 (M)
I'M TERESA.-1:14:45 (F)
HI MIKE-1:16:29 (F)
SHE KNOWS HIS NAME-1:16:36 (M)
POP POP YOU KNOW WHAT HE HAS TO DO-1:16:50 (U)

MIKE WAKE UP-1:20:20 (M)
BULLSHIT-1:21:52 (F)
WHO WAS THAT? IT WAS GAYNONR. A fairly loud cough comes through. Obviously from one of us in bed--my wife. A male spirit asked who it was and a female spirit answered. The spikes in the graph below are the cough. Highlighted in blue is where the spirits respond.


Here a female spirit mentions the wind. Why was the wind too much? Did it make it harder for them to come through?
Too much wind. 1:24:58 (F)
An hour and half has passed since I started the recorder. It's mounted on my bathroom window seal with the window open. A wind storm is happening outside. My bathroom door is closed and I'm asleep. A female spirit calls out my name. She must know I won't hear her while asleep, or does she know something else? Will my spirit hear her?
Mike-1:33:53 (F) Looped X3
Here's another female calling our my name. Looped X3.
MIKE 2:03:40
HELP 2:03:13

THEY'RE GUILTY-2:09:39
HELL- 2:10:27 She could be saying help but it doesn't seem to finish with a p so I go with hell.
THERE'S MIKE.--2:10:38
Changing time point location to the front of the audio.
2:12:00--HE'S IN TROUBLE.
2:12:03--That's funny. (F)
2:14:37--MIKE FUCKING LEFT.
The spirit world has routinely told me I'm not human. On 1/26/17 I ran a session and asked them this question "What am I?" Their response "PLEAIDAN."
2:23:21--MIKE IS AN ALIEN.

2:23:26--WHERE'S MIKE? How come this female spirit can't see me? I'm asleep in my bed and the recorder is in my bathroom on the window seal. Where is she? What prevents her from finding me and who is she? An angelic voice.
2:23:58--Help. (M)


To be continued.....

The above is a work in progress, but I want to display some recent spirits. On 1/28/19 I ran a recorder while I got ready for work. Below is a couple that came through. Looped a few  times.
FUCK THIS  13:48
MIKE 6:33
Spirits say I routinely leave my body and enter into their world. Here is a male spirit requesting I come out.
COME OUT

I ran a session on 2/16/19 for five minutes in my office while I was getting ready for work. Time 5:11am. I instructed the spirits to go to my office and say what ever they wanted. On this audio you hear me retrieving the recorder, door opens and then a female spirit says, "THERE'S MIKE."
Here's another class A EVP on the same session. This male spirit says, "HELLO."
A female spirit inquires about my wife who was asleep in our bedroom across from my office where the recorder was running.
"IS THIS GAYNOR? YES." 02:54

YEAH I'M WITH YOU.

Old Paranormal

I turned on an old lap top that I haven't looked at for a few years. I found a folder that was titled Paranormal. There were pictures and a Word document. I opened the word document and found two entries dated 10/18/2015 and 10/21/2015. At the time of these entries my mother and law was in treatment for leukemia. Sadly she passed away in April of 2016. Below are the two entries.



October 18, 2015
I think the date is right. I'm now writing this on the 23rd. We went to bed early around 9pm. Gaynor turned off all the lights inside and out. Prior to going to bed all lights in the kitchen worked fine, no issues. We used microwave to make popcorn so it worked fine as well. Kida, (daughter's dog) was staying with us. Early that morning Gaynor got up to let Kida out and the lights downstairs didn't work. Upon waking thinking it was just a tripped breaker I tried to reset the breaker but it would spark. Replaced the breaker to discover there is a short somewhere on either a switch or an outlet. So while we slept with no load to the breaker we developed a short somewhere. I have to troubleshoot this now.

(My actions: It took a week to sort this out but discovered the short was an outlet in the family room. No wires underneath the house were damaged. I disconnected the outlet and the lights resumed working again. I reconnected the outlet and they all worked fine once again. Mystery unsolved.)



October 21, 2015
My birthday......whatever. Partyed with Gaynor after Ellen's treatment. Thru the party we forgot about dinner. At some point I was real hungry so I opened a can of black olives that was sealed. Gaynor was in the kitchen with me scrounging for something to eat. The kitchen was semi dark because the power to the lights is out. When I opened the can a white mist came out of it. I mentioned it and Gaynor turned to to see it as well. I pushed the lid down and it continued some more. I ran outside with the can and threw it in the bushes. The mist had no odor, nor did it seem to form to anything.

(My thoughts: To this day I have no idea what was coming out of the can nor does Gaynor. How? Why? After I returned from throwing the can in the bushes I came back in and immediately opened another can. No mist. Mystery unsolved.

These were the only two entries into this folder. At this time I was busy with helping my mother-in-law deal with her illness, working full time, and trying to understand the paranormal activity around me. I was only semi-documenting the activity. I did have a close friend whom I was sharing it with. So going back as early as 2015 I was aware of paranormal activity around me, however it would be another year 11/19/2016 before the spirits really came alive and awoken me to their presence. I'm still attempting to understand why.)

The pictures in the folder were of a strange paver that was standing upright in my garden walkway. It was dead center between two garden boxes. It looked totally out of place as if perfectly placed there so I would notice. I did. It forced me to get my camera and take pictures. The date attached to the pictures is 8/9/2015.



Behind the boxes is a walkway so I have access behind the boxes and my dog uses it constantly. The odds of her trampling behind the boxes and kicking the paver up perfectly between the two boxes are beyond my math, but you're allowed to use it as a debunk. I can't. Picture shown below is the walkway behind boxes.



So I know that sometime in 2015 I began to notice an extreme amount of paranormal that I began to document. It all seemed to center around just getting my attention. They succeeded in that. At the time of all of this I was working on a project that involved alien life. I have video proof. Undisputed proof. Captured on on July 14th 2015 sometime around 2am. Things are getting interesting to say the least. I would learn on 11/19/2016 how it all ties together. The third dimension is far stranger than anyone can imagine and for me seeming to get even stranger. Like a pitbull I continue on seeking answers to all of this. I've received some.

MIKE, YOU CAN HEAR THIS!!

On January 28th, 2017 I was awoken by a chant.
MIKE YOU CAN HEAR THIS
MIKE YOU CAN HEAR THIS
MIKE YOU CAN HEAR THIS
MIKE YOU CAN HEAR THIS
MIKE YOU CAN HEAR THIS
MIKE YOU CAN HEAR THIS
It sounded like a group of spirit voices all synch'd up perfectly. I laid there in disbelief. I could hear them. I immediately thought about my recorder. Dammit! I wasn't recording. I wouldn't be able to prove that this actually happened. Shown below is recorded sessions. 1/28/17 isn't there.

 As I listened to the spirits chanting this I decided to see if I could get them to change up the chant. In my mind I simply said, "Say Mike is a super stud," and the chant immediately changed to:
MIKE IS A SUPER STUD
MIKE IS A SUPER STUD
MIKE IS A SUPER STUD
MIKE IS A SUPER STUD

Change to Mike is amazing:
MIKE IS AMAZING
MIKE IS AMAZING
MIKE IS AMAZING

Change to Mike is a goofball:
MIKE IS A GOOFBALL
MIKE IS A GOOFBALL
MIKE IS A GOOFBALL
MIKE IS A GOOFBALL

I laughed out loud several times in disbelief, but still upset that my recorder wasn't running. How amazing it would have been to capture these spirits all chanting this. That day I sent a text message to a friend and told him about it.

The spirits wanted me to be absolutely sure that I wasn't going crazy and that they were real and were communicating with me. On another occasion I was lying in bed meditating. In my meditation I was thinking about moving objects, opening doors with just my thought. How could I manipulate 3D to accomplish this? An immediate chant started coming from my bathroom across from my bed.
THINK AND BELIEVE
THINK AND BELIEVE
THINK AND BELIEVE
Is it just that easy? If it is I haven't mastered it yet. However, I still hold the belief that it can be done.


It's time to start believing I can, but I'm not going to cast any mountains into the sea.

Entity

I am currently in a situation where I cannot review audio sessions of the spirits. Both of my ears are blocked with wax. The doctor has given me some drops but thus far they aren't working so I'm going back as soon as I can get in. However, I can still write. My fingers work fine when they aren't jammed in my ears trying to loosen up wax.

Not long after the spirit world opened up to me I was lying in bed meditating when a strong presence engulfed me. It felt dominating and powerful. It felt like we were nose to nose. I didn't dare open my eyes, or even move. I knew it was an entity, but was unsure of what it wanted.
"Are you a negative or positive entity," I asked.
"I am both." Good answer I thought.
"Why are you here," I inquired.
"I've never seen one like you before. I wanted to take a closer look." I wondered what the entity was looking at. I'm barely 5'6" and 145 pounds--not a lot to look at. As it hovered over me it felt very confrontational, and I felt I had to be very careful with my answers. I was unsure if it could actually harm me. It was very intimidating to say the least.
"You maybe even more powerful than myself. Would you like to find out," the entity asked. With this question a vision flooded my head. I saw earthquakes, tidal waves, hurricanes, buildings crumbling and people dying. Is this a result when spirits confront one another I wondered? The vision made it appear so.
"I have no conflict with you and am not looking to get into one right now," I said. It laughed.
"Okay." It lifted off of me. It continued to laugh. This confused me because laughter was the last thing on my mind. As it moved further off me it continued to laugh and then said, "I may be back."
I laid perfectly still. Another entity came to me and said, "Good job Mike. That entity won't be back. It's never had anyone stand up to it like you just did." Stand up to it? Ha. Hardly. It wasn't that I was afraid because there wasn't really time to be afraid. It felt like two gunfighters staring each other down discussing who was the fastest even though one of them wasn't conciously aware that they even had a pair of guns--me. I thought oh my God is this going to be the new normal in my life? Entity after entity challenging me to some kind of duel. Would the fight be in the spirit or would I remain in the physical? The spirits say it would have been in the spirit--spirit to spirit. It wasn't looking at the physical me but rather my spirit. I've had numerous encounters with negative entities but nothing like that first encounter.

As my encounters continued I began to gain confidence in my abilities to deal with them--very confident. Sometimes feeling cocky. They lose I win was my attitude. On another encounter I was once again meditating and I felt a presence off to my left. "I'm going to kill you Mike," it said.
"Oh yeah, and how are you going to do this?" I inquired.
"I'm going to create a pair of hands and strangle you."
"Have you done this before?"
"Yes."
"How many other humans have you killed this way?" continuing my inquiry.
"I don't know. Maybe 50 or so," it replied.
"Go for it. Do you have a good grip around my neck?"
"Yes," it said. "You'll be dead in a few minutes." As the dark mass hovered over my body attempting to strangle me I felt nothing around my neck. I then slid out of my body through my feet. I moved over to the far side of my bedroom. I could now see the dark mass on top of me.
"Hey entity you can stop now I'm dead."
"No you're not. I know when a spirit leaves the body and yours didn't."
"Well here I am standing over here in the corner. Obviously I'm dead." The entity seemed confused.
"Maybe you blinked and missed me leaving my body," I joked.
"Impossible," it replied.
"Well why don't you come over here and finish the job." The entity lifted off of me and moved closer to me. As it got closer I reached out and was able to grab the entity. It had form to it. I had it captured in my hand. A physical human thought briefly flashed in my mind--HOW? It didn't matter just deal with the entity. I then pushed the entity down towards my foot. I lifted my foot up and stomped on the entity. When my foot hit the floor it went through the floor and into the concrete family floor below my bedroom. It then went through the concrete and into the ground and down about thirty feet. As I lifted my leg up to return the ground and floors immediately closed up. The entity was sealed. This was something out of a cartoon.

 I calmly walked over to my body and re-entered into the physical. As I lay there I asked myself, did that just happen? How was I able to do that? In the spirit we aren't bound to the physical laws that apply to us in the third dimension. It is more like a cartoon over there. I don't know if the entity remained sealed or if it got out, but that specific entity hasn't returned. This is an example of the early cocky / confident me. Now, I deal with them with just a few words, "Get away from me."