"i Don't Tell Lies, I Tell Stories", Life and times of Djinn Options

-Sigh.- Here we go.


Over the course of the past year and 2-3 months, my girlfriend and I have been conversing with a spirit that we've grown to call "The Storyteller". In the beginning when I had first moved in with her, everything was absolutely normal. Only a few voices here and there, some footsteps in the hall, nothing major. Just the same things I used to hear. Over time, it got more frequent and clearer. At first the voices were muffled and hard to understand. But then we started to converse with a spirit, who was unknown to us at the time. Since then, the voices got clearer and clearer. We got to know the spirit, and he took on many personas, but we knew that they were all him. They all felt the same way, you know? He goes on about his life, and his libido, and shows signs of caring and kindness. But, every once in a while, he'd take on a persona that seemed filled with hate and anger. And when he did, it would show in the atmosphere. At one time, he had gotten so angry while acting as the sun god Ra, that the cloudless sky was suddenly filled with dark, ominous, green tinged clouds. It stormed, and showed signs of a tornado about to begin. But then, he calmed down, and the storm suddenly disappeared. I called him out on his lies a few days later, and then he took on a new persona.

Here, he began to say he was a guardian for my girlfriend. I was no longer truly able to believe him, of course. But then, I don't thing I ever really did to begin with. Not fully anyways. But I have to admit, some of his stories were kind of interesting. There were a few elements that stayed the same througout all of his stories though. The most prominent was that he continuously kept trying to convince my girlfriend and I to have a child. He said that our child would be destined for great things, which is something he had said in every single story. Another thing was that when he spoke to us, he would use one of two titles for us, never calling us by names. He would call us "Father" and "Mother", and "Lord" and "Lady". When asked to explain, he said we were royalty. I know my family, and I know for a fact I am not royalty. Another element is that he has known my girlfriend since she was a child. And he has confirmed this by reminding her of things that she had forgotten about her own childhood, and others that she remembered but had not told me about at the time. We cross checked with her father about the forgotten details of her past, and they did check out. All of them.

At one time I asked him why he lies all the time, and his response was, "I do not tell lies. I tell stories." Hence why we dubbed him the "Storyteller". F.Y.I. He loves the nickname.

At this point in time, I'm sick and tired of him. He seemed nice enough at first, but enough is enough. I need this plague out of my house. He never leaves us alone. He disrupts our divination no matter what precautions we take before hand. He's stalking my girlfriend, interfering with our lives, and I in my heart believe that he wants us to have a child for some sadistic plan he has plotted. I worry for my girlfriend, and worry more for our child, whenever we actually have one.


Also, in case you were wondering, the voices I heard were mostly conversations from wandering spirits. I never got to speak to any of them directly. But as they got clearer, the more horrifying they became. After the tornado incident, I was nearly asleep when I heard a male voice scream out, "Burn him!" Since then, the majority of voices I hear are of people screaming as if being tortured to death.


But after all of that, I still wonder how much truth was in his stories..

This post has been edited by Acid09: Feb 17 2009, 07:43 PM

Djinn Shiva, no problem, but may I stress the fact that, despite the example I used, my point has absolutely nothing to do with the christian religion? It's just my use of language that makes it seem so.The Buddhists define a demon as just an entity that is deeply contracted up within itself. Whereas an angel is just as profoundly expanded out and open. It is this openness that lets the LIGHT in. And the LIGHT is real, irrespective of whatever religious context its perceived in. And there are beings of this light that kick some major ass, trust me.