The Demon Vaccine
Sep. 28th, 2021 11:21 pmBob Dylan reportedly sold his soul to an entity he thought was Satan as a young man. He directly admitted to it in an interview and he did not seem to be joking. John Lennon gained a similar reputation when gullible überfan and biographer Joseph Niezgoda misconstrued a woe-is-me quote he made during a trying time to mean he literally sold his soul. Dylan is obviously still alive and has made it to a ripe old age, without the formerly mentioned celebrity’s tendency to freak out about the aging process. Lennon, who most likely did not sell his soul, died in his prime while the rest of the Beatles outlived him. What of their souls? Were they for sale?
Atheist Misperceptions
Atheists like to say “I believe in one less god than you do” to monotheists. Atheism and monotheism are closer than their adherents like to think. They both see the material world as a dead and dying hulk of matter in the indifferent ocean of empty space. Atheism simply replaces Heaven with Progress: a future where everyone can be uploaded to the cloud after they die at a freakishly extended age (thanks Science!) and a life spent in fully automated luxury communism. For monotheists, evil is a grinning devil who takes convenient responsibility for all the horrors of the world. For atheists, the devils are those pesky servant classes who don’t understand intellectual refinements and the inevitable march onward and outward to colonize space. The celebrity who sold her soul probably doesn’t know it happened. I can only speculate she sold her soul because of the way she acts. Her crazy desperation is my only clue; that and her fondness for Satanic imagery. Whatever Happened to Baby Jane? Maybe she is with Lucifer.
I was an atheist only six years ago. I’m not an expert on demons and I don’t pretend to be one. For two decades, I thought the entities I experienced during astral travel (I was not calling it that at the time) were ‘trans-dimensional bleed’. Had my atheist self been more prone to believe in aliens, that’s the direction I would have gone: nightly alien abductee. Never would I have thought I was being tormented by demons. I didn’t know what they were.
Little Voice
After a few years of discursive meditation, I learned that I am not clairvoyant, or at least not in the way one expects. I don’t typically see anything in a typical day that isn’t fully incorporated in the flesh. Instead, I feel it. I am extremely sensitive to the etheric plane. Messes bother me because I can feel them. Sometimes my senses get so jacked up from being bombarded, they shut down and I am numb and unable to perceive anything. The Sphere of Protection has been a lifesaver for me. It has enabled me to discriminate and choose which non-corporeal manifestations get through. I am no longer at the mercy of a non-corporeal crowd shouting at me to get my attention. My senses have become subtle enough that I can communicate via the astral plane to my surroundings and to their inhabitants.
Not long ago, people on John Michael Greer’s Ecosophia blogs said they heard a little voice saying “Just get the vaccine, it will be OK”. The old atheist me would have just shut down the dialogue with FIGMENT OF THE IMAGINATION as if imagination is not important. If I could go back in time to talk with my atheist self, I would ask “If imagination is not important, why are governments, corporations, and religions all trying to take complete control of yours and mine?” Look at our human vision and how little of the spectrum we can see — if we don’t use our mind’s eye, we are nearly blind.
I saw, or more accurately I felt the nasty thing whispering things to me (and presumably other people). My mind's eye pictured him as a little waif, sly and gray. His hatred for humans was epic. He was a wee Rumplestiltskin looking to make deals and bargains.

Cui bono?
Vaccines, lockdownism, and masks tend to benefit the salary class and its aspirants. Unlike slaughterhouse workers, Amazon delivery drivers, and small business owners scrambling to avoid going under, the salary class largely no longer has to work or go to school when they catch a random cold or flu. A mild case of the sniffles is now an opportunity to work from home in perpetuity and/or to virtue signal about protecting others by voluntary quarantine. That is why it is common to find the highest vaccination rates in countries like Israel, where the salary class is the only accepted form of existence: If you’re not salary class in Israel, you might as well be Palestinian. Did members of the salary class sell their souls to demons in order to continue the gravy train of Covid-paranoia benefits? I believe they did. They did not do this quickly or consciously; it happened over time. They eased into the bargain like a frog relaxes in a pan of warm water over a Bunsen burner.
The legacy media was a bit more obvious about the soul-selling process. Self-appointed scholar commentator Reza Azlan took a trip to India for his CNN show Believer in 2017. For the very first episode, he hung out with the Aghori, a sect that makes special pains to debase its adherents by having them wallow in filth and death. Aslan ate part of a corpse’s brain as part of a (hazing) ritual in order to hang out with the Aghori equivalent of the cool kids. It is my opinion that he and CNN were literally damned after that. His unholy communion was the beginning of the end for CNN. Aslan was later fired for his anti-Trump tweets but CNN did not seem to escape blowback. Their ratings of their most popular programs are far lower than a Twitch user or Tik Tok-er of middling popularity any given day. Let’s hope CNN and all of its hysteria goes the way of the passenger pigeon soon.
Around the same time, breakout director Ari Aster released his first feature film, Hereditary. Hereditary is the story of a family that is broken apart via the posthumous actions of an evil grandmother who works from beyond the grave to put her grandchildren in the service of the demon Paimon. Hereditary is a straight-up demon summoning presented as a film. If films are any form of identifier for societal trends, Hereditary’s success indicates Paimon is the current era’s Hollywood It Boy. The film relentlessly emphasizes the futility of resisting Paimon’s anti-human agenda. At every turn, its characters are beaten, demoralized, beheaded, and bested. In the end, Paimon gets exactly who and what it wants. I suspect Hereditary, Believer Episode 1, or the multitude of other Satanic capitulations in media vastly helped to put us in the astral mess we are soaking in right now.
The mask, as I have explained many times, is a Satanic symbol. I have to resist the desire to cross myself when I see a mask wearer (I was a devout Catholic in a past life and old habits die hard) because I can feel the pain emanating from them. Any Christian who wears the mask ought to seriously think about what it means. Jesus would not have worn a mask. He hung out with lepers. The guy was (is?) fearless.
Sayonara, Reality, We Barely Knew Ye
Demonic obsession is often marked people who abandon all connection with reality in order to stay in favor with the demons controlling them. People who cannot have a rational discussion about Donald Trump, pro- or anti-, or who seem to have forgotten that Trump was the original pusher and promoter of the vaccines. On the other side of the political spectrum, there are significant numbers of would-be armed militia members who believe in a globalist conspiracy to transhumanize the world.
Sometimes the abandonment of reality is just garden variety mental illness and sometimes demons step in. Some of the raving lunatics flailing on the ground on a forgotten city sidewalk are possessed; others are not. The vaccine is a door-opener. Like any first foray into drugs, it has the potential to be a gateway. There is also the good chance that it isn’t.
Soul Trafficking
Nobody can be coerced or tricked into selling their soul. Selling one’s soul to a demon is an act of will. The invitation must be voluntary. If it is rape, it’s not a sale, it is theft. For this reason the majority of the souls who got the vaccine will not pay a price beyond the banquet of vaccine enhanced illness that awaits. They were tricked and coerced. Prostitution utilizes trickery and coercion — the youngest and most nubile are regularly raped and drugged into the prostitute life. The vaccinated are the victims of a form of human trafficking, unless we are talking about a special subset who gleefully volunteered for the vaccine and continue to this day to push others to get it. They act this way in light of obvious, easily-attained, undeniable evidence there is something terribly wrong with the vaccines.
I don’t have a great deal of hope for current vaccine enthusiasts. They are in trouble. Not only do I suspect they face a multi-lifetime karmic backlash that will include causing the deaths and injuries of potential billions of vaccine-injured, they will also be the first to face blame here on the material plane as the nascent blowback against the vaccine mandates builds to a molto fortissimo crescendo in the coming months and years. For those who are still virtue-signaling that they are vaccinated, they should enjoy what remains of their time and expect a long sojourn in hell.
We are currently standing in the wreckage of a flaming dumpster fire and it is up to idiots like you and me to save what can be saved. A wise non-corporeal entity once said something to me about the subject of demonic possession: “In order for the exorcism to be successful, you need to love the boy more than you hate the demon who possesses him.” The vaccinated are and were our friends. For instance, I have an ex-friend who spent the last five years in a fit of Trump Derangement Syndrome pique. I walked away from the relationship before the vaccine rollout. I do wonder if he got the vaccine because he has pre-existing problems with his immune system. Though I don’t have it in me to attempt to re-kindle the friendship, I can focus on the good times we shared and wish him no ill as he continues on his journey for the rest of this incarnation. It’s very tempting to hate him and all he represents to me. He has acted like an ass and doesn’t have the self-awareness to realize it. I don’t love him anymore, but I can acknowledge the love I felt and use it to mitigate the friction I now feel towards him. My gratitude for all the hard times he helped me through and all the lessons he helped me to learn eclipse my wish for him to be apologetic and humbled.
I know I’m going to want to say “I told you so” as the cascade of Vaccine Enhanced Illness becomes more apparent. I’m going to do my utmost to steer clear and I would urge you to do the same. Tear yourself away. I have always battled with my own arrogance and it is readily triggered by schadenfreude. I believe the unvaccinated will have every reason to feel schadenfreude as Winter and Spring open a can of adverse effects on the vaccinated. I know some vaccinated people have been horrible. I know some of them have called to put us in camps and to ostracize us from society. We need to ignore them and try to work with the vaccinated people who never stooped that low.
My Body My Choice
I believe the reason a whole lot of this garbage is happening is because of what happened in the 1980s as Evangelical Christianity reached a zenith. The 1980s were a horrible time to be a young person. Christianity had a last great hurrah, squelching the opposition with the seemingly God-sent scourge of AIDS, terrorizing a generation of young women into either compulsive promiscuity or nihilist frigidity, and bubbling over into the world of television with the rise of televangelist preachers. When I was a teen, it seemed the nature-hating dominance of Evangelist psychos would never end. Yet end it did, and unfortunately, because the lessons were not learned, they have come back to haunt us in the form of forced vaccines.
The Christian fixation with unborn babies was always about the control of women and girls and the hatred of femininity. The Bible never mentions an abortion of which it does not approve, from dashing “the little ones against the stones” in Psalms 137:9 to Hosea 9:14’s “give them a miscarrying womb and dry breasts”. I am not the only woman whose sex life was destroyed by paranoia and guilt. I was one of the lucky ones — I never had an abortion nor was I ever forced to carry a baby I did not want. Christianity, Islam, and to a lesser extent, Judaism cannot help what they are: patriarchal religions that value yang more than yin. To squelch life before it gets a rollicking start is very yin and not out of sync with the cruelty of Nature herself. One out of four pregnancies naturally ends in miscarriage, but members of our civilization don’t do a particularly good job of coping with that either. At any rate, the insane prohibition of abortion by Christian fundamentalists in the Handmaid’s Tale lite era of the 1980s morphed into our current dystopia of vaccine pressure. What comes around goes around. Energy doesn’t die, it just changes form. The controlling Father archetype who wished to coerce every girl and woman into having an unwanted baby became the controlling Mother who insisted she could provide for a world commune of thought slaves. In either case, they both lied about their competency as providers. Christian fundies were slightly better than vaccine enthusiasts of the current era: they mainly sought to control young women. Lunatics in high places are fixing to vaccinate children and babies as I write this article.
If there is a moral to this story, The only way to stop the cycle of fear porn from inevitably popping up in the future is to refuse to play into it. Demons are hungry and it is up to us to starve them.