Tale 15: Possess me

The next day, after waking up, I subtly heard:

- I love you...

"How can I tell if I found Zarú while sleeping? Anyway, I'm feeling better: I'm no longer in mourning, as before, and I feel safer, because with him, other spirits do not disturb me. " - I reflect.

After Sunday lunch, my husband comes over and kisses me.

- You're going to date your husband. I do not want to see this! I am going to leave!

He is gone. Later I decided to go to the gym. When crossing a street, a car came up, and he said:

- Careful, love!

"I enjoyed being called love. "How can I like a spirit?". It sounds crazy!" - I wonder.

The next day, after waking up, images are projected into my mind, like a movie. We were hugging each other, sitting on the bedroom floor and our hands clasped. Is it true? How can I tell if it's not a fabricated image?

It's been three days since he arrived, but why don't you date me?

- I want to stay with you. - I ask.

- You don't know what you're asking me!" This is just with your husband! I don't want to connect with you like that to do it. - he justifies.

- What do you mean? Don't you love me?

- I do, that's why I can't do that! This amounts to rape on this side.

I started to cry, he continues:

- You can hug, kiss, hold my hand like a friend."

After a few moments, he says:

- Like a boyfriend... Nothing more...

- But don't you love me?

- I do, that's why I came back! If I did that now, even with your consent, we would both be damned!

- You did it in the past!

- I had no idea I was wrong and I regret it!" - and he keeps going. - Good spirits don't do that!

- Don't you feel like it?

- I feel because it's with you. Because I have already done it with you. Don't try me!

- Your communication is very bad! When your colleague spoke, I was not in doubt.

- Aham, sorry, I'm learning...

- I'm at odds with you, I don't want to talk to you anymore.

The next day at the gym, he comes over and kisses me on the neck:

- Don't be mad... I love you, you fool!

- I want to talk to you! I'm very upset.

- You have to do this to your husband.

- You like to tell me that, don't you?"

- I don't like it, but I need to...

I get home and lie down in bed. I call him, and he comes... I'm starting to fantasize: I'm wearing black lingerie, black boots and a sexy tiara. He's sitting facing me, there's nothing around, just darkness.

I put my hands on his shoulders and sit on his lap, look into his eyes, hug him tightly, kiss him, on the mouth, on the neck... He starts caressing me... puts his hands on my waist. I go down, kiss him on the chest, hear his panting breath, go down... Suddenly he gets up, his hand on my head and I fall to my knees in front of him. The scene rotates 180 degrees and I see myself: it was a horror scene!

I had canines, nails and long hair, and a paint on my cheeks. I was beautiful, but evil! He pushes my head and throws me aside, I fall to the floor.

- I told you not to tempt me! - he speaks firmly.

I get scared and open my eyes. I think, shocked: "How could I lose control of my fantasy? How far can these spirits control our thoughts? It was a terrible experience, he reversed the roles all of a sudden... the devil was me!"

- It looked like a dream! - I tell him.

- It may seem like a dream, but the feeling is real!

At night I cry at God's feet, I apologize for my weakness. I realized that I have a lot to learn. I pray and take the word in the Bible, in Philemon:

[...] I send him back to you, as if it were my own heart.

[...] Maybe he was separated from you for a while, so that you would have him back forever, no longer as a slave, but above as a beloved brother. He is very dear to me but even dearer to you, both as a man and as a brother in the Lord.

So if you consider me a companion in the faith, receive him as if you were receiving me. If he harmed you or owes you anything, put it to my account.

"I got it, I have to welcome him. I'll get back to him as soon as I am not annoyed anymore. I still feel rejected." - I wonder.

The next day my mother calls:

- He's fooling you! - she shouts in despair.

- How? How do you know? - I ask, distressed.

- It's not him! God said it's not him! This is another one! House pans flew from the sink and fell to the floor, I have never seen that! He is furious! Ask God for protection!

- It can't be, mom! Are you sure?

- Yes, I am. This is another one! It's worse than the first one!

- It can't be...

Don't you believe me? Call him and ask him!

- I do not doubt the word of God.

I hung up the phone and started to cry. I call him, he comes and asks:

- Are you Zarú?

A few seconds of suspense...

- No. - he replies in a hoarse demon voice.

He gives me a vision...

Zarú appears, but his image is torn off, like a puppet. Behind him the true form of the spirit appears, an ethereal gray and black cloud.

- Can Zarú come back?

More seconds of suspense...

-No.

- Who ordered you to come here?

The same bloody skull appears, it was another eshu.

- But ... what about the word of the Bible? - I ask, still shocked.

- I can do that too!

Now I start to cry, only this time with anger, I wiped my eyes with my hands.

- You did not do anything! - I rampage.

- But I was going to do it! I was having fun! - he answers, mocking me.

You've deceived me! You should not play with love! Spirit from limbo! Why don't you go to God?

I felt foolish! How could I believe such a story?

- You are leaving now! In the name of Jesus! God, send me angels, protect me, deliver me from all evil!

As soon as I calm down, I call my mother.

- Mom, you were right, this is another one, he was fooling me. I am very sad... I called him and asked.

- They came from the same place. The other was not all bad, you would have realized and wouldn´t have accepted him; he was handpicked for you. Now this one is in the maximum degree of malignancy.

- I noticed something strange because he did not come very close to me. Now I understand: if he approached me, I would notice the difference. But what about the word? It seemed right!

- The enemy also knows the Bible. - she answers calmly.

So how did he do it? The word seemed to make sense!

- It's because you are not in communion with God! - she warns me.

- But I pray so much! How can I not be in communion with God? - I ask, appalled.

- You are not! That's why it happened! The enemy also knows how the word!

I start to tear up.

- Pray for me, mother, and thank you for everything!

- May God bless you!

I hang up the phone, feeling broken.

"How silly I was! How hard it is to learn the things of the spirit world! How could I know that there are imposting spirits? " - I reflect.