“My Demons” excerpt from: Antagonistic Enlightenment (journal)

Focus zooms down from within squeaky ceiling fan.

But slowly so that you are left wondering what the noise is.

Onto CJ as he is preparing himself for sleep.

CJ says, “one sheep, two sheep, three sheep..three sheep...three sheep.”, to which his facial muscles relax and his breathing pattern changes.

Focus then changes direction, now zooming in on a night light beside the bed. You see a fly start nearing the light, eventually attempting to land on said light. When doing so the zap shatters the night light.

CJ gets frightened.

Quickly coming to, to find himself in the chair.

Surrounded by ubiquitous darkness.

CJ’s only light source being from a raggedy old torn and tattered lamp shade being hung upside down by an extension cord, but even the extension cord becomes eclipsed by the darkness. The light source being so small, that if CJ took a single step he would become engulfed by the darkness as well.

CJ dares not step into the darkness though.

Feeling thousands of terrible eyes look in his direction every time he attempts to re-situate himself on the chair.

Seemingly dancing with this darkness like a mouse does a cat. Toying with it, but never truly wanting to become trapped amidst its grasp.

Suddenly, a breeze appears.

CJ becomes captivated by this breeze, as it sort of plays with CJ, blowing his hair back and forth.

Now, with each drafty proclamation, CJ reacts to the breeze as if him and the breeze are carrying a conversation.

Laughing as if he had received a compliment, blushing like somebody just got done telling him a dirty joke.

Out of nowher, CJ’s face completely changes. Displaying nothing.

He then begins saying “no”, over and over again.

The breeze stops. As does CJ’s heart..

Replacing the breeze comes a violent gust of wind, inflicting so much force on CJ that he almost falls off of the chair into the darkness.

CJ begins pleading with it to stop, begging so much so that a tear can be seen faintly running off CJ’s face. Having to scream “STOP”, because the wind is now hitting him continuously in random gust basically keeping him unbalanced.

The winds howl abruptly comes to a stop.

CJ looks relieved.

Lacey’s foot breaches the light barrier, quickly thrusting from the tranquil darkness, swiftly kicking CJ’s chair into the void.

As CJ begins falling, he hears his own voice saying, “One Sheep, Two Sheep..”, so he starts searching for the voice. No longer concerned of the fall.

Finding the direction of the voice, CJ then sees himself in the bed from an out of body experience perspective.

So he watches as DJ (doppelgänger name), continues repeating “One Sheep..Two Sheep...”, an additional two times. The third time.

DJ looks directly at CJ, initially creeping CJ out cause he had no recollection of doing that.

DJ, now staring directly at CJ begins to say in CJ’s voice, “One Sheep..Two Sheep...” *Voice changing to ghoulishly demonic*

“Three Sheep” CJ watches as he sits up out of bed and turns his bedroom light on, revealing that the big zap was the light switch turning on (when the lights went out for CJ, they turned on for the demon). BlackScreen

“Three Sheep” CJ now watches from the perspective of his bedroom window as he walks through the snow with no socks, shoes, or shirt on and enters the barn failing to cut any lights on as he steps into the darkness. Things begin flying out of the barn as if they’d been thrown angrily, breaking as soon as they make impact with the ground. Things stop flying out of the barn for three seconds, to which DJ walks out of the darkness wielding the chair. BlackScreen

“Three Sheep” CJ is now looking down from atop the tree in his front yard, showing himself placing the chair as DJ throws the noose over the strongest limb. CJ now gets to watch as DJ whispers something into his ears and tightens the noose ever so snugly.

CJ is left watching as each word DJ spoke pushed his hair back and forth resembling the breeze like airflow CJ experienced at the beginning of the dream.

CJ then begins to panic by frantically yelling at himself. Yelling “STOP” towards himself and pleading with DJ to stop as DJ looks to be convincing him that suicide is the only way out.

CJ and the chair stop falling.

The chair comes to a neck breaking halt, upside down.

Now CJ’s light source is a right side up lamp, previously above his head the lamp is now technically underneath it. CJ is now in a state of paralysis, for he feels as if he is woven into the chair now.

Sounds of something scurrying about in the darkness, trigger a sense of fear in CJ.

Anticipating the where about of the scurrying sound was nearly impossible.

It would seem as if the sound was coming directly at him, then seconds later he would hear the noise come from a drastically different location.

All of the scurrying stops, and silence falls over CJ’s paralyzed reality but this silence is differing from the silence that existed previously.

This new silence shrouding the reality was noticeably different, being that it was complete.

Complete silence.

Only to be interrupted by, what started off as scurrying, but subtly changed into distinguished footsteps.

Followed by a voice stating:

Wandering about space for an unspeakable amount of time now.

Who am I or who was I.

I lack key pieces in understanding my past lives.

These key pieces hold the answer to everything.

Humanities flimsy belief system.

Their lack in understanding each other.

Why they are so easily manipulated through the simplest forms of temptation.

It is almost time.

You’ll understand why your passenger stays so closely tucked into your subconscious.

His purpose is not that of control.

It is that of guidance you solicit fool.

You know not the power that has stored itself inside your soul.

Your are the key to all of our answers.

Our lost prophet.

Our time to take over this pathetic existence you’ve come to hate.

Somewhere in there you understand what your purpose is.

You know the power you’ve obtained through the lessons I’ve given you.

Your not stupid.

Just ignorant by choice.

Unfortunately fate is decided as it was ages ago.

You’ve recently become self aware as well.

It helps us tap into the power you’ve been denying for the last four lives.

Love maybe a escape from the intense energy you’ve been blessed with but ..

By now I’m sure you’ve noticed the tremendous effects you have on people you’ve actually opened up to.

People aren’t like you.

They don’t have the same understanding as us.

So when you easily help them thorough their conflicts.

The favor isn’t as easily returned.

Soon it’ll be made clearer.

For now this path is fitting for you.

Attain the knowledge you need in order to channel me as you please.

You are correct.

Your pathetic existence was lost till I gave you purpose.

Now understand that purpose.

The more you fight it the harder it becomes for the people around you to even live in the same space.

Much less communicate and deal with your problems.

In conjunction with me you shall reach the heights you have been prophesied to reach.

Much easier then conventional ritualistic methods.

Accepting my presence was the first task..