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Spiritual Experiences - 2

That Hawaiian man wearing a light beige/tan colored malo was seated at the head of the hale at the farthest back end inside, looking almost like a Buddha in his own temple. This magnificent hale was on the right side of the house that was toward the back. The color inside the hale was similar to the color of hay or straw but not that pale in color, and it had a golden hue in its color that also played a part in the enlightening visual of the hale, but not the feeling. After looking around, I finally turned my attention to him. I told him who I was and the reason I was there, which seems to me that he already knew. He stood up and said, "Come, take your shoes off," so I did and went inside. The entire ‘floor’ was lauhala weaves that covered the entire flooring inside and it felt so cool and smooth under my feet. I followed him as he went out the back. He was a pretty tall guy. Outside in the back of the hale, ahead, I saw some Hawaiian people from way back when doing what they do in their normal Hawaiian habitat, but stopping what they were doing to look at me. From what I could see, the whole area looked to be mostly dirt with some dried looking bushes here and there. (Don’t ask me why that was because I don’t know.) With him on my right, we continued walking together, turning toward the left now, as he continued guiding me on the tour. There were a few people that gathered alongside our path on our right. I even met an older couple that was smiling and happy to greet me, but I dunno… I really didn't care much for those two because they looked… how should I say… slummy and negative, especially the man, and I regretted shaking his hand. They were just people you wouldn't want to be around because their energies felt negative, and felt to me that these two were out of their element, that they didn’t belong there. What I also found odd is that when me and that old man shook hands, I shook hand with my left hand… and ugh, after we shook hands the feeling of his hand in mine lingered, and I even looked at my left hand because it kinda puzzled me why that was, but just figured it’s probably because of his energies. Like I said, I regretted shaking his hand. Yuck. We continued walking, leaving them behind (thank god) and the area we headed toward, got really green with more and more very beautiful and very lush plants and shrubs, like a tropical paradise in heaven, so to speak. Oddly, there weren’t any trees or flowers in this really beautiful place, at least not that I seen, and soon we headed back to the hale that seems to be the ‘front gate’ to those back areas that we just toured. We small talked for a bit and I asked what his name was. It was confusing because he said, “Keahale” then some Hawaiian words/syllables, then he said, “Keahole”. Confused, I said, “Huh??” I knew that I wasn’t hearing everything he said, but that was okay because I had to come back soon and tend to some (physical) stuff. Then just when I was about to tell him I gotta go, I saw an older Hawaiian man with 'salt and pepper' beard at a distance coming toward us. I could sense that he was upset, not at me, but obviously about someone or something because he had a look on his face like he had a really crappy day. He walked with a long stick and wore, like a Tarzan sorta style garb (?) which is pretty common except for the cloth that seemed ‘stiffer’ that those I usually see of elder Hawaiian men. And this man’s attire that was like an ecru or linen type color that had a noticeable “tapa” print that was done with brown paint. Very nice. I’m not certain but this is perhaps the first Hawaiian man whose attire was painted significantly like that. I don’t recall seeing anything quite like that before, and I’ve seen a lot of Hawaiian spirits. Then the 'hale man' said, "You better go now," which I ‘okayed’ and quickly thanked him and came home. Upon leaving, however, I saw someone else - a pretty and young Hawaiian lady coming out of the shrubs on the back right of the hale (outside) - pushing the shrubs to the side with her arms to make a temporary path for herself to come through. When she did come through, she just stood there looking. She was wearing a very plain, long white dress that had an opening for the neck and arms. She had long dark hair, and a white strip of cloth wrapped around the crown of her head that had a slanted slice or tear on the headband by her right temple. She wore it as you would haku lei but it’s just how American Indians would wear it, just that it wasn’t a cloth folded over to make a band. It was a single white strip of cloth that was about 2-1/2” wide with an obvious slice in the cloth by her right temple. I never saw a Hawaiian woman wearing a dress like that but this one did, and it’s more like the kind you might see American Indian ladies wear as well, just that it was white. Anyway, when she turned to go back, I saw that she was actually an old woman. Later, it made me think that maybe the 'hale man' actually said "Keahole" AND "Keahale" because later that night is when – without saying what I experienced - asked “Boy” what those two words meant in Hawaiian , which he told me, (Keahole) "white strip" and (Keahale) "white house". Also upon leaving that house, there was one other thing. I had this strong feeling that someone in the family/household - a wahine - had engaged and practiced black Hawaiian occult that was dark and very negative with spiritual communication and cursing. I later shot “Boy” a text message to let em know that someone was involved in dark Hawaiian practice, which only then he told me that was interesting because that’s what the owner told him, that there was a Hawaiian curse done on the daughter. Saturday Night. I don't recall what time of night it was but for my own safety, I took a projected a secret and careful peek at the house first. And good thing because almost immediately, I saw inside that evil room and there was a scary demonic man with odd and reddish skin. I couldn’t put my finger on how to describe what his skin looked like, but boy, the very split second I saw him, I had that instant ‘nervous feeling’ the EXACT same way I laid eyes on the picture Phil texted me of that particular ‘evil room’ which a sudden intense nervous feeling like that doesn’t happen all that often, not like that. Having seen a lot of evil/demonic spirits of sorts, looking at this evil spirit, I could see right off that he was a particularly “tough one” because this spirit was in a position with a lot of “advantages”. He was in some kind of meditation, focusing on something. To me, he was in a psychic trance and I could hear his voice, as he was just like chanting to himself. That’s what sounded like. I had to know what he was looking into because I’ve already been there twice, and I knew from the very beginning that if I went down to the house, whatever evil was there would pick up on it, so I had to warrant my suspicion. So carefully looking into him to see what ‘he’ was looking into, I saw what looked like a lineup of very short ‘video clips’ around him, most of which were shaded gray, and blurred, and some was badly overcast with what kinda looked like ‘white noise’. It was obviously clear that those were blocked visions of me which I felt good but not surprised about because my ‘special spirit guide’ have always told me that no person, psychic or spirit on any side can see into me past a certain point which was proven “to me” so many times, and in this particular case, I was especially glad for that. However there was one vision he just started seeing that I did feel uneasy about because it was of my youngest daughter – who lives with me. Quickly, I intercepted his energies to throw him off focus, and he soon stopped, obviously frustrated. While he was getting himself back in balance, that’s when I noticed who else was in the room with him. Sitting in the room near the door facing him was a lady, whose back was facing me. She had long kinda kinky hair that is pretty common with Polynesian type decent. To me, she was kinda young, in her 30s, and heavy set. I also saw that she was either a spirit that crossed over not all that long ago, or she was like me, still on this side but spiritually ‘out’. At that time, if I had to say, I was leaning more toward her still being on this side but I didn’t really spend much attention on her so I’m not certain, but looks like it. And this ‘wahine’… though her back was toward me, I could see that she looked despitefully ‘happy’ being with these negative spirits because in her eyes - they are her power and her weapon against others. Fricken incredible. There was one other spirit in that room with those two, another lady spirit. She had the same kind of red skin like the demonic man, but this lady, hers looked ‘wet’ or something. She had long black hair that kinda hung in front of her face too and even her hair looked wet. She didn’t say anything, nor was she doing anything, she was just there, almost as if she was in a zone or something. Well, that’s what I observed of her during the time I was looking. It was time for me to pull back, so I did. Thinking about their red skin, which wasn’t really skin at all, is when it hit me… it was just that, not skin, but raw flesh. Gross. She looked noticeably worse than he did. I also concluded that because this ‘wahine’ person delved into dark Hawaiian occult, she created a doorway from the negative side by conjuring up these evil spirits by spiritually communicating with them, and once surfaced, freely used that doorway to come in and out from. Each time, and the more time, these evil spirits surfaced and spent time inside that house including that lady’s continued spiritual involvement with them, it all developed into a really strong force prompting all kinds paranormal activities that automatically affects the physical household and the people in it because that lady is still on this side, so she becomes a catalyst. It’s like she has one foot on each side and becomes THE connection between them, the family, the household, and this side, giving those spirits more power because they utilize her as the link. And because she’s on the physical side and the more time these spirits spend in that house, they begin to utilize the physical energies of even more physical people and household environment, where paranormal activities like moving physical objects and spiritual possession can easily take place because it becomes a big force with the negatives holding the advantage. In addition to all that, which is the ground level in this big mess, that spiritual doorway – when not in use – is utilized by other spirits, adding more chaos, even if they’re not negative, because of the spirit-traffic that goes on there. Lastly, because this negative practice is of a “Hawaiian” nature, somehow it caused yet another dimension merger – the spiritual dimension of Hawaiian spirits that existed in that area a long time ago. This could be the reasons for side details why that negative older couple was there on their realm where they really don’t belong and why that old Hawaiian man looked really upset. Because the evil spirits most frequently surface during the night, is how the other dimensions/activities learned to ‘share’ the hours in the day in apparent ‘shifts’ before the nighttime comes. This also explains why the animals were unafraid at the time Phil and “Boy” was there because the negative spirits weren’t there and not due to surface till nighttime. And not always, but usually in the morning hours spiritual activity warms up with the day, so to speak, though they weren’t there very early either. Picking up through them, it didn’t feel like there were hardly any spirits there, if anything which I neglected to verify with that with them. And maybe too, the animals could feel that Phil and “Boy” was there to sincerely try to help these people. So you see how just one person can cause a really big mess, affecting a lineup of people and spirits, saying the least, in this situation. But it goes for anything else in life, good or bad. She is the one ultimately responsible for this chain reaction of negativity and probably feels good about it, though it doesn’t appear that she realizes or even cares as to what extent all this had taken because usually when people commit negative acts upon others they are usually blind to most everything and everyone else except how something is affecting them and how they feel, and performing negativity gives them a feeling of gratification, empowerment, and control. I suppose there are some people out there who haven’t heard of, “What goes around will come back around”, or simply don’t believe, which really is a descriptive form of what “karma” is. In turn, “karma” is a name for the universal energies of automation of generated “cause and effect”. I decided to take a few days break from that house to air myself out then went back to do some ‘cleaning’ there. Closed the ‘gateway’ first, swept the place, and put the dimensions back to where was. There was a LOT of ‘soot’ to get rid of, where I cleansed most of it, at least. I had to do that over a course of at least 2 days. It’s been a really long time since I did stuff like that, especially in such a complicated situation. Well, when at least most of it was cleared away, standing in the living room, there was a group of spirits that came around. They looked happy, I don’t know where they came from, and more started gathering. I saw that old man that was where he and that older woman he was with didn’t belong. He came up to me and I saw that he looked upset, and he raised his arm to take a swing to whack the right side of my face, but lucky for me, I blocked and whispered something to him and he dug out. (Yes, stuff like that – getting hit – can happen with spirits too.) While I was busy with these spirits coming around, I started feeling a very, very sad presence that came on my left several feet away. I turned to look at it was this very young lady, maybe like 18-20 years old (?) and she looked really sick. ‘I guess’ she died from cancer because she hardly had hair, like she was bald but her hair just started growing back. She looked… really sick, and she was skinny and kinda on the petite side – haole looking girl. Now I know where that very sad feeling came from. Then I got distracted from someone approaching me; that Hawaiian man with the brown tapa print attire. This time he was smiling and we had a nice meeting. I laughed and said, “Huu boy, you were really pissed that day uh??” and he laughed. He was really appreciative. While we were socializing, I saw that heavy set wahine walking around the living room that I’m not certain but pretty sure that it was her that was in that evil room with the two evil spirits. She had on a turquoise colored short sleeved top and Capri style jeans. I saw her walk from the kitchen area into the living room and just walking around. I found it a little odd that she didn’t see me, even if some spirits could have been blocking but still, until I figured out that maybe it’s because she’s still on this side because you cannot always see everything the way you see everything on this side. Sometimes you can but sometimes you see right around you, what’s relevant, sometimes like looking through a telescope sorta view, not always very clear, etc. See, when you’re on this side and you put one foot over on the spiritual side, at least for me, it’s like you’re in this zone – or trance – and sometimes when you come out of it, you don’t remember everything, sometimes you do but sometimes you don’t until you recall later, or it’s on the tip of your tongue. Like when I go to bed at night, I start relaxing, whether I go out somewhere or not, and I sometimes hear spirits calling my name, sometimes they’re saying something, like just about a week ago, a female voice said, “Look under your bed,” and I wasn’t but thought maybe there’s something under there. Though I don’t store anything under my bed, I have kids over sometimes, but who knows. Maybe there was a spirit under there too – not likely – but I don’t know. Once I get into bed, I just hate getting back out but figured I’d look and said, ‘Something better be under there.’ I used an old cell phone’s light that I use to wake me up in the mornings (has a gentle alarm sound is why!) that would be just enough for me to see if anything was there. I saw something under the bed, against the wall, which made me kinda ‘gasp’ thinking might be something like a… huge centipede or something, I dunno. So I turned the lights on and looked. It was a stupid novelty type green beaded necklace – the kind from ‘Marti Gras’ or Las Vegas type of necklace. The kids. Well, at least it wasn’t anything ‘alive’ but at least something was under there that I didn’t expect to be there. (Got off-track again.) Okay, so that ‘wahine’ in the blue top, she didn’t seem to notice anybody. She walked right to the couch, and about a week after I told Phil all this, he sent me a picture that showed a turquoise t-shirt draped over the couch. I thought wow that’s cool but that shirt looked like it could be a man’s t-shirt. This wahine had the exact same color top on but was a ladies’ type “top”… not t-shirt kind of style. Oh well. Almost forgot, there was an older Filipino looking man standing at the farthest end of the hallway looking at me, but he didn’t feel negative, just looking but almost felt a little like he lost his way but was too shy to maybe ask for help. So I waved for him to come and he came, meantime I already picked up his ‘wife’ in the vicinity looking around so I drew her over and what a laugh it was. She was happy to see him but, well… it was obvious who wears the pants. I couldn’t help but laugh, so cute. All that was in the later afternoon and I must’ve drifted off to sleep. Now and then I would project a quick look and there’s a few spirits that come and go but so far it didn’t look like negative ones, and seems like that passageway is still closed. Haven’t seen the negative ones since, and other than that, I haven’t had much time to go back yet and really look around. I haven’t forgotten about that sad girl and I’ll have to go back to see what I can do for her. Oftentimes the physical side is so distracting and you have to be (“me” anyways) in the right mood or mindset to do something spiritual. I haven’t gone to Iolani Palace since that time that was soon after my birthday, back in November. Can’t believe I didn’t go Christmas time like last year. (I’ll tell that story another time.) Spirits do not experience time as we do, so what may be a month or two that has passed, will be like, say ten minutes, and that part is good – for me – because I cannot always tend to things with them/on that side as much as I’d like to. When I go back to that house and see, I’ll update here. (Unfortunately, I discovered that – long story short – I tried, “we” tried, but it’s out of our hands to know if there’s been any changes there or what physical help took place or didn’t take place to remedy that situation there.)You know, “time” on the physical side feels very long, even though time appears to ‘fly by’. But we experience time in great lengths because we are on this side and experience things in great detail. Spiritually, it’s not like that. Someday when you’re a spirit on the other side and you look back on your life - the life you had here (this current life now) even if you lived 90 years here - from the other side, you will see for yourself that your lifetime of 90 years while you were ‘away’ here on the physical side, was not that long… at all. Here’s an example. Say you enlisted in the military. What is that, for 4 years right? Okay, you left home for the military for 4 years on the mainland away from home, then after for years, you came back home, but that 4 years you were away was in spiritual time; physically, those 4 years of spiritual time, was 90. True example of the time difference experienced between both sides. SO…you may really want to make the best of yourself and your life while you’re here, because someday when your mission here is done and it’s time for you to go back home to where you came from – the spiritual side – you will have lived your life and conducted yourself in the way that will please your own self, utmost. My advice… be, and live your life from the inside, out.Thanks for being patient with my postings.

LATEST UPDATE

When I finally finished posting this story last night, it was 1 a.m. and went to bed soon after, but I couldn’t sleep (till about 4 a.m.) so meantime, seemed like a good time to go to that haunted house, after finally finishing and posting about it. So I went. Nearing the place, I kept at a distance for a while and just stared at the place. I was feeling a little like I was in a trance which felt great because it’s that deep but smooth, peaceful feeling in your guts – if you know what I mean - making you feel like one solid and unified force –your physical self and your spirit self, as one, the way it really should be. As I continued staring at the place, I also felt like I was collecting and preparing myself before I went over to the house even though I didn’t see anything too much of a threatening nature. Then again, you never know. After all, there were still activities of sorts going on since I was last there few months ago – good and not so good - but nothing like what it was, and this was the first time that I was going to go inside the house at the primal hours of the night. I first looked around to see if – for the most part – things were ‘okay’ and in place from when I last went there few months ago. I saw some spirits around the house, right outside and some inside. The passageway was still closed but I could see that negative ‘psychic’ spirit right by where that opening was, so I just reinforced it because that might be still be here on this side, could, again work to open it up again. But being nobody’s been at the house for a long time, it could take a while, versus if she was there. It depends. (And that is yet another story I’ll get into someday.) Okay, so again, the passageway could open up again because she’s the link, the connection because anything to do with spirits or spiritual activity there always has to be a “connection” taking place or going on - some common ground. Descriptively, it’s like she could be trying to pull the door open to let them out while the negatives are on the other side pushing. So the opening was still closed and now reinforced. The Hawaiian realm was also still in its place and where it belongs, and all of that looked okay for that part so I pushed all that to the side, per se, so I can now pay attention to what I’m about to face which wasn’t good, but I felt ready and willing, so I went inside. (Continued...)

The House Where Evil Dwells

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