Florence + The Machine - Shake It Out started to play as I opened your thread and began thinking...
"Every demon wants its pound of flesh" soon I heard.
My first thoughts on demons and possession were:
1. The girl that talked about it a lot, and angels, Donna, also claiming so many she knew were possessed by demons. She never mentioned that she may have been plagued by them as well, even though she saw dark spirits frequently around her, and it seemed everyone in her past had a demonic attachment.
2. What are demons? Are demons just problems? Possessed by a problem? Forms of thought are they? Troublesome? Are they actual entities? Both?
3. The dark spirit I saw enter me (pass through me...?) when I was very young. I saw it running up the steps, almost flying, the grace with which it seemed to move. I was going to the restroom as I often did in the middle of the night (or that was the habit recognized). I went to the steps as it reached the top and tried to kick it. My leg went through it. It passed through me, and it felt a certain kind of cold, I think. As it's (his) face passed through me, I could make out coloring. Like it was wearing a mask. It appeared black- shadowy in the dark coming up the steps... But as it passed through me/just before I saw a copper-like coloring, and seemingly facial hair. A few days growth or so. The look of being charred/burnt also comes to mind.
Its first pass it turned left/my right. It went into my parents room and just stared at their bed/at them as they slept, centered a few feet from the foot of it. I asked what it was doing in here. No answer. It then turned after a moment and I thought I may have its attention. It walked through me again, as if it didn't even see me. Again I saw the copper or iron (rusty looking) coloring, like flecks of this on black, and burryness, as it got right close to me, and as it passed through me.
I can't remember at that point really, if it passed through or stayed inside. I have an image of it passing through, and going into my room, but maybe I just assumed it did because it was nowhere to be found. I turned on the light in my room and looked for it... But found nothing.
After, I think I used the restroom, and seemed to 'put it to bed'- what I saw, easily then. But I've thought about it in years since:
- Was it a demon? Some kind of angel? Another spirit? A ghost? Why did it have attraction to my parents? Why did it seem to not even be able to see me? Was it me? Did it just take me/am I possessed by this spirit/demon?
I for some reason don't see whatever it was, even though seemingly 'ugly', as bad... It just didn't seem 'bad'.
4. I honestly don't know. Back to 2. Are demons problems? Challenges? Aren't they?
What are your more tangible problems in life? Why do you feel lost? What's going on with ya?