Making a Demon Pray the Rosary

 

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So, things have been quieter around here the past few days! That's good news.

I'm getting back to my narrative of the time when I was waiting for my second exorcism with this post.

Back in April, I was getting very into Catholicism and enjoying learning all the prayers --the prewritten ones, like the rosary, and Saint Michael's Chaplet, etc., the ones Protestants don't learn. Of course, I was also enjoying learning exorcism prayers. I made a slideshow to watch on my iPad while praying the rosary to help me learn it. The image I used for "Agony in the Garden" is a painting of Jesus, kneeling in prayer, with a beautiful angel standing behind Him resting her head on top of His.

One night, while I was praying that part of the rosary, I felt the demon place his hand on top of my head, from behind me. This confused me, because I hadn't yet figured out that they can simply float in and out of us. I wondered if this meant that the demon was not currently in me, or if meant that there was a different demon standing behind me, or if it meant that the demon in me could reach out of me, so to speak, and place its ghostly hand on top of my head.

Meanwhile, the rest of the family seemed to be becoming more religious also. My parents started regularly streaming services from a particular church (because of COVID-19); and Stephanie reported that her husband had started reading the Bible regularly, but she was still being haunted by a demon. I taught her the Hail Mary. That very night she was awakened twice; once by a disembodied voice saying,
"That won't stop me,"
and again, by strange "sound effects." She said that she heard the voice in one ear, and music in the other. She finally sang "Amazing Grace," and it stopped.

She and I talked a little bit about when we thought this demon "met" us. Of course, that week at Aunt Nell's was our primary theory; and it is still my strongest suspicion. The demon, however, had told me two other versions of the story, which I shared with her. One variation is that it had been watching me all of my life. The other variation was that it was possessing one of my exes (the sloppy screen door painter) when he had first met me; and that, because it fell in love with me, it had to break us up and move on to me.

Now, this second story almost seemed plausible; except for the fact that I did have an entire year of relative peace and quiet --free of hauntings-- between that break up and the start of my suspicions that something was in my house. The demon has nicknamed this particular ex "Jorge." That's not his real name, but, well enough. Jorge he shall be.

Jorge was CRAZY. Terribly abusive. That relationship ended with police dragging him away, and the last time I saw him was in court. That's enough said about that. The thing that gave me pause when the demon said that he had come with Jorge, was this:
I remember thinking to myself at times that he was "like a demon." I didn't even believe in demons at the time; and of course, people use that phrase as a figure of speech. Still, I thought it. His face would change. It's not as if he grew horns or anything; I mean, technically, it was still his face, but it was different. His face would become incredibly red, his eyes would be bloodshot, and the expression of malice he wore was certainly nothing that looked human.

Additionally, his explosive mad fits were very out-of-character when compared with his "other" personality, the nice or normal one. You might be wanting to remind me at this point that I said that the entire subject of Clinical Psychology should be thrown in the trash. You might be wanting to ask me whether or not I think that Jorge might have had some psychological disorder; say, borderline personality disorder, or bipolar disorder?
But, my answer would be "No."
Jorge was just an asshole, plain and simple. His "other" personality was fake. Some people are just assholes, and we should stop making up medical excuses to explain their asshole behavior. This is actually supported by scripture, and we covered it in church just the other day:

Mark, chapter 7, verses 21-23
(New American Bible Revised Edition)

"From within people, from their hearts, come evil thoughts, unchastity, theft, murder, adultery, greed, malice, deceit, licentiousness, envy, blasphemy, arrogance, folly. All these evils come from within and they defile."

Demon and Jorge do have a lot in common. Especially, during that time, when demon (or at least one of them) was still acting as if he was in love with me, I saw a lot of similarities between their personalities and behaviors. Both demon and Jorge had the annoying habit of treating me like crap, and then acting like they couldn't believe it when I tried to throw them out. I remember thinking to myself,
"Well, the cops had to drag the last one away. I guess an exorcist is gonna have to drag this one away."

That said, I'll tell you something that the demon said about Jorge, because it is hilariously funny; and then I'll never mention him again.

First of all, I have to explain that there used to be a department store in my town called Sky City. It was a Southeastern chain that has been out of business for some time, so I realize that some people might not be familiar with it. Demon, having pulled that from my memory, sometimes refers to Heaven as Sky City. 

Anyway, one day recently, demon had this to say about Jorge:

"You don't have to worry about that guy right there, because you will NEVER see him again! That's truthful.

That guy right there.... he might still get to shop at Sky City... if he replaces his face and presents himself as an entirely different human! But that's about the only way!"

I have to say, I laughed. And, that's fair enough. I hope demon was telling the truth that time.

But, back to what was going on before my second exorcism; the harassment of Stephanie and myself continued. We were fighting back with prayers, Holy water, blessed salt, and an occasional dose of its own medicine. We'd talk every now and then and swap war stories. One night while we were talking, demon said to me,

"Very well. You Catholic Bitchface Princess Priestess Prophetesses think you can just do anything you want to do to this demon right here. Well, you will not be with demons if you keep doing this shit that you have been fucking doing, that is the truth." 

Apparently, that was not the truth.
Stephanie said that she kept "getting the thought in her mind" that this is a family curse. I told her that I suspected that the demons were putting that thought into her mind; unless, of course, being psychic is the family curse.

So, one night I was praying the rosary, and my dogs started barking. They were both outside, and I was sitting at my kitchen table. I had no tangible reason to think that it was the demon that was bothering them. After all, we live in the mountains. They could have seen a deer. But, I remembered that hand on my head, and I just knew that it was the demon. Suddenly it made sense... he'd been running away while I prayed!

I paused in my prayer, and said, in my thoughts,
"Oh no you don't! Get back in here!"
It was sort of a knee jerk reaction. I didn't mean "Get back in me," I simply meant, "Get back in this house and listen to this prayer and quit bothering my dogs!"
Well, the dogs stopped barking, and I continued praying. Momentarily, I felt the demon sit down on my lap and sink back into me. I'm certain that he let me feel that, just like he let me feel it when he wriggled into me as if I were a sleeping bag. I hadn't felt him leave. You won't feel it unless they want you to. It felt exactly like what you'd imagine it would feel like if a ghost sat on your lap. I felt a sort of trembling or vibrating energy that had form, but was not completely solid. It had weight. It approached the chair where I was sitting, sat on my lap, and then dissolved into me. I saw nothing; yet he was materialized enough to give me the impression that he was once a man much larger than myself. Even from a sitting position, I could sense that he was quite a bit taller; that his "legs" seemed thicker than mine, that his "knees" seemed to jut out further than mine, things like that.

I continued the prayer; and as I did, my hands trembled, but it was not me who was trembling. The demon was shaking. As I squeezed the rosary beads between my fingers, I pressed harder than I meant to, harder than I wanted to. The demon was controlling my fingers, to some extent, and making me squeeze harder. I sensed that he was doing it to let me know,
"Yeah. I'm here. I'm touching your rosary."

Afterwards, he cussed me, saying,
"What the fuck! Do you really think that they will help you if you TELL a demon to come and sit with you while you pray?!"
I retorted, mentally,
"Yeah, well, you're not going to be outside bothering my dogs. And I want you banished forever, but if they are not going to do that, then you're at least going to sit here and listen to the prayers."
He said,
"Son of a bitch! That is not something that they would have thought you would have figured out!"

Then, I was hopeful, because, I had figured out a way to get him out of me, at least temporarily. I mused about that, while he continued cussing for a while,
saying something about how,
"... no one's ever thought of that! That is not something that you should have thought about!"

That night, I went to bed with my exorcism CD playing. I felt the demon rise up through the mattress and hold me. I literally felt it lying beside me; and felt its hands on my arms, as if one arm was beneath me, but in the mattress. I didn't know what to do, so I just went to sleep. I know that sounds absurd; but I had just made him pray the rosary! And, of course, as part of my prayers, I had asked for all the demons inhabiting or harassing me to be cast out. If that didn't send him to the South Pole, I didn't know what else I could do that would; and I was exhausted, so I simply fell asleep.

At some point during the night, I woke up, and still felt the demon holding me. He said,
"Yeah, this demon is holding you, even though you made me pray the rosary, and even though you're playing exorcism prayers, because this demon will never leave you, because this demon loves you very much."

...to be continued