Incubus Demons

Incubus.

One of the vilest words in the English language. 

Even the vibration of the word gives me the creeps. The feminine version, succubus, is just as disgusting. 

For those of you who do not know which either are, let me simplify it for you. The dictionary classifies it as a noun: a male demon believed to have sexual intercourse with sleeping women. 

Unbelievable right? It gets better.

Succubus: a female demon believed to have sexual intercourse with men.

Right now, you are probably asking yourselves what point am I trying to make?

But let me start from the beginning. 

Early in 2000, my European employer of less than six months, held the first National meeting in Vegas. We were staying off the strip in a run-of-the-mill casino/hotel. After a long day of business meetings and dinner, as well as drinking and gambling for some, I came back to my room. 

Just as I was about to fall away into a deep slumber, something gripped my neck holding me down. I tried to scream but nothing came out. When I opened my eyes, nothing was there. Alone, unable to move, a fear like none other overwhelmed me. Unsure what to do, I began to pray. Then, I felt a pressure against my pelvis area pushing against me. 

To say the experience stayed with me is an understatement. It freaked me out.

Fast forward to 2004, Christmas in New York City, staying in a posh hotel off 5th Ave, down the way from Central Park. As most everyone knows, the costs of hotels on the holidays are exorbitant. With rooms nearing $1000 per night, my business partner and I decided to share a room with two queen beds. Same routine, business meetings all day, dinner with clients, more drinks, and off to bed. Four o’clock in the morning, I feel a hand on my neck. I try to call out to my partner, yet my voice does not work. He somehow senses my struggle and jumps out of his bed. Thankfully, he began to berate whatever was there and tell it leave, which it did. 

Then to make the night even weirder, my phone rings. It is my boyfriend from back home. It is two am at his house. He asks me if I am okay. He was worried. How he could sense my danger from 1800 miles away was beyond what I could explain. That is exactly what I have had to deal with my whole life…with these weird synchronicities that do not have any logical explanation. 

Believe it not, I still did know at this point, what it was that had attacked me. It happened twice in the span of four years. I’ve had many other experiences which I will write about another time.  How I came to find out about Incubus and succubus was through an Egyptian Tarot Master who I was seeing weekly to further my knowledge of the paranormal. He was quite wise and quite expensive. Anyhow, that is how I have come to know of them and learned to keep them at bay.

My first bit of advice, especially in the midst of an attack is to call down the white light of Jesus. Recite the mantra three times, In the name of Jesus Christ, I demand that you leave my presence immediately. Depending on the strength of the entity, I may continue to chant and then call down white light to protect my room, the house, the land and on. It is about intention and power.

To prevent any type of attacks, you can call down Archangel Michael every night to protect your home and your bedroom, and yourself from any attacks. He is the most powerful of Archangels and higher than all the angels in the realm. Those entities tend to lurk in highly populated areas with a like of dark and shadow activity such as gambling, drinking, prostitution, or other illegal activities. It’s vibrationally more their level. 

Remember they are low level demons, and you are more powerful than they are.

If you must go places with this type of activities, zip yourself up from the groin to the neck or wrap yourself in white light or a pink blanket. Again, intention is the most powerful tool you have. See yourself as impenetrable to these types of attacks. 

Thanks for reading. I appreciate the support.