Really? I was scared shitless of ghosts when I was 8 years old, that’s funny. Remember The Exorcist? If Iever walked into a room and a little girl was playing on a ouija board, i’d be OUT lol

The way I see it man, there’s 2 types of spirits. Or, I should say there’s spirits and there’s demons. Spirits can be a nuisance and manevolent, but demons are a whole other story. I absolutely believe in demons, and they scare the shit out of me. Demons are a whole other story. They’re extemely rare (thank God), but they’re patient and can lay around dormant for years. Think of the movie Paranormal Activity, there’s actually people who go through shit like that, and have no idea what they did to deserve it or why it’s happening. Sometimes they don’t even use ouija boards or fuck with the occult at all. I have no idea why this happens, but then again neither does anybody else. Fascinating, huh? As long as it’s not you I mean, then you’re just fucked. It’s hard when not even the vatican and the church you’ve been a part of your whole life wants anything to do with it and turns they’re backs on you and tries to distance themselves from the situation. I read this book one time called The Haunted by Robert Curran, it’s about the Smurl family from West Pittsfield, PA (I think). They were a church going couple with 4 church going daughters and one day a demon made it’s presence known and they never got rid of it. The book was written in the 80’s, but at the end of that book still nothing had worked and the family was in shambles. This book was written by a priest and backed up by a shitload of evidence, so it’s hard to dismiss. The demon used to pick up the youngest daughter in the middle of the night and throw her down the stairs, torture the poor dog, follow their guests home so nobody wanted anything to do with them, fill the house with slaughterhouse odors, wouldn’t let ’em sleep, everything you can think of just about every single day. One time the demon took the form of a succubus and raped the husband while his wife was right next to him, and no matter how hard he tried to wake her up he couldn’t. The succubus just rode him and staring at him with red eyes and seemed to enjoy the shit out of it. He said he couldn’t really feel anything but when it was over he had a sperm like substance all over his chest, and it stunk to high heaven and he had to basically scrape his skin off to get rid of it. Everyday was hell for that family, I can’t even begin to imagine what that’s like man. I mean, I still have a night light in the bathroom. It doesn’t take much to scare the shit out of me at 2 in the morning.

Tak is a very good example, an ancient evil. There’s definetily documented cases of demonic possession, I think that people would just rather dismiss them rather than to admit that something like that could be real. There’s stories like this dating back to years that end in A.D. That’s why I believe in a place called Hell Slumerican, those things have to come from somewhere. And wherever they’re from, I never wanna fuckin end up there.