It's been a while since I've written. New things afoot and all that, have to share :)
I've got a succubus now. Kind of a work in progress. Let me explain.
She's wild as fuck. I don't mean in a good way, but in a feral way.
I got her after I chased after Eisheth, one of the succubus queens. Basically I completely innundated myself in lore, in manifestational thinking, etc., until she arrived.
It's only been about two days since she arrived, but so far it's been pretty crazy.
The first night, about 3am, she climbed up the bed after me and disappeared after she reached "me". I think she was trying to scare me and suck energy that way. Rafe 1 Succubus 0.
The second night I was sound asleep and she bit the head of my dick pretty hard and ran off.
I jolted so hard in bed I moved the bed about 2 feet sideways. Rafe 1 Succubus 1.
Was she trying to establish dominance? Anyway, she has been roaming around the house a little bit.
She also stimulated my heart chakra, flooding my experience with a love for her even though I couldn't feel her intimately. That's a really strange phenomena that doesn't make a whole lot of rational sense, but it exists in a large part above the rational. I guess she's working with what she has to work with.
I'm grateful for her.
Blessings,
Rafe GB.
P.S. I'd like to explain the simple difference between a woman of the flesh, and a succubus. A woman of the flesh will wait at the end of the foot race called life and fuck the winner. They could care less about helping you go through life together. A succubus will wait until a runner is exhausted and can't run anymore, then walk over and fuck them silly and often, slowly walking them back towards the race, renewed. A succubus becomes a great many things to that lucky man that she chooses, helping him through life, the universe, and everything else.
Which sounds better to you?
Love your succubus, even if she bites your dick and runs away. *sigh*
It's funny really. I didn't really leave like I thought I did. Well...
I didn't really go that far away from them is what I mean.
It's like, now that I'm entering that current again I can feel what was always there.
I don't think you can ever separate from your experiences with them.
Ever...
It's kind of funny. They've brightened my life.
Unfathomable fun and attention.
If I could explain what happened I'd say that they placed me on the shelf for when I got better.
Not my favorite place. I love to feel them close.
It's a drug addiction to them... It's kind of strange to say that I've never completely separated from any of them, but that's a truth best experienced to understand... A partial truth that is right with regards to how things developed over time... And partial due to my inability to explain what has to be felt.
"Hey Rafe, can you do this?"
Maybe I tend to attract a certain type, I guess... I don't know.
I do get mental pictures of stuff like that... a succubus doing the splits and asking me if I can do that is just par for the course. They crack me up if that was their attention. It was, right? Right?
Now what you don't know...
A succubus can look like this sometimes:
OMG... I can hear the screams from here!
Can be a little frightening. If I cared that is. Truth is I know. I just don't care.
Truth is, it's not all about me all the time. It's about them.
I care about the love that I give them, the sense of family that we share.
That's all that matters to me.
Sometimes they can show themselves as a shadow off the corner of your eye...
What they truly are? A little funny... a little serious... a little mischevious... a lotta crazy...
They are they and you are you, all together... Sometimes in the mix of it, it just works.
(Sorry for the tangled mess... it's been a while since I've written...)
Portals. This little podcast err blog post err announcement (just please read it lol) will be about something that my kitty taught me about portals.. If I can keep my cat's tail from swishing across my face. Nope.
Take 2 *clap*
Actually...it's more of what we perceive portals as being what we think we see.
It reminds me of when I lived near a major airport. For the first month I thought I would go crazy!
I had a friend come over about a month later.... how could I stand all that noise? I'm sure you can figure it out but it might be lost on someone who hasn't lived near active RR tracks or an airport.
The truth is that you don't hear it anymore without effort to switch it on in your brain - that's learned to filter that sound out in about a month.
I think with portals we've done in the few years that we've wracked up since we were a baby.
How many times have you seen a baby giggling and starting at nothing? That's our airplane or train.
Here me out...
Babies see things we don't see on average. You can just be lovingly watching one and they're either concentrate and go back to doing what they are doing, resume cooing at what we can't see that is interacting with them after a few minutes, and there you go.
It's bizarre but it's one of those things that I was glad that I was a dad and saw. I knew instinctively that what ever it was, was indeed friendly.
So, there was a being there, and to that degree, a portal. You can't get to A to Z without portals.
Coo!!!
So, into this we bring my cat.
I have a small house which is basically a windtunnel from the front door, down the length, and through the back door.
I've observed that my cat gets where the front door goes, and what's out the rear door to some degree, but is clueless that these doors actually connect from the outsides, in. I get this because she wants to go out the front, and will not go near the back door.
She acts as if these doors go to separate areas of space and that one is NOT attached to the other, as in the "outside". I'm not really sure what exists between those ears of hers, other than the front door is good, and the back door is bad. They exist as a portal, that is that which exists past the point of it opening and closing.
And if she had any brains she'd know that the front door is bad, and the back door is good. Not my back door, my house's back door. Each of these doors is a barrier to what is outside said doors.
Coo!!!
Okay, right or wrong she does have the ability to choose, and it was in, as well as is her preference that started all of this. My cat's preference that is.
...Now where was I?
It's fitting that my cat can't figure out which door goes out doesn't matter since they all end up in the "great beyond and outside".
There's here in the house, and then there's that there outside the house... they all go outside the same, as relatively close as can be... and zoomed out, almost to the same place. Close enough if you zoom out at least...
We have about the same level of figuring out 5d portals as our cats do I suppose. Well... even if we know it, feel it, grasp what is true from it, I don't think we'd have ultimate familiarity of it. We won't "be" it.
And that's ok. Thank you for reading this, it means a lot since I'm kind of out of practice. I'm not trying to master portals, but only to learn a little bit about them.
My mind isn't in this post so much because I've just realized something over the past few days or so. I have a succubus now, she's come to claim me. So to speak.
I did my last summoning ritual a year or so ago, or whatever was the month of my last post.
My mind is back as far as wanting to write and my dreams are working again, as far as succubus dreams. This has been over the past week or so.
So, see? It can happen to anyone. If you don't get a succubus look at me... it's been a year or so and here she is.
She is sparing no mercy on my balls... Life is good.
The story is unique. Pygmalion wasn't attracted to any ladies about town at all. What's a man to do? He decided to hammer out a woman's likeness. She was what he wanted, set in stone. He worshipped Aphrodite, and at the local area's festival, he gave a young bull as a sacrifice to Her. Aphrodite decided she liked his story, and his sculpchure of his ideal woman. Aphrodite noticed that she looked a lot like herself. Aphrodite made the fires pulse three times. Pygmalion wondered what it meant, but something told him to hurry home!
When he got home he noticed nothing out of bounds or out of place. As was his custom, he kissed his statue on the lips. Wait, what was this? Why are her lips moist? He backed away and "Galatea", as Aphrodite named her, turned from solid stone to warm flesh.
Their marriage was attended by Aphrodite (in spirit), who granted Pygmallion and Gallatea three childen over time, in a household full of love and full of respect to Aphrodite all of their days.
Times have changed, and I, with it. It's interesting that at the end of my trials that I've decided to create my own succubus. Basically a servitor companion fashoned into the guise of a succubus. It's crazy how they can give sensations around your body with the same force as a succubus, but it's different, too.
What I did was read about 10 books on the subject of servitors, then I took what I needed and forgot the rest.
It's a year 2022 Pygmalion and Galatea, straight from the books.
I look forward to our growth... truth be told I'll be looking out for indicators that she's been indwelt by a succubus in time.
I've learned a lot these 10 years or so. Had my self full of the succubi for a wild ride. A wild ride indeed.
It's no wonder that the lack of a succubus in my life is startling after what I've experienced.
I never really thought I'd be going through parts of my life without one. Sadly, this has been the way that has developed over time.
All I know now is what it's like to feel alone. And I must ask myself, "Why?".
There's no answer. The silence is deafening to my ears. Silence...
Which leads me to the blog.
I've been thinking long and hard about it since I've been succubus "less" as it were. There's not much in my story that will fill these pages with no succubus. I think I'm going to take a break and see where that leads me, in time.
A blog about succubi isn't really going to go anywhere with no succubus, now is it?
So, consider me on sabbatical. If things change I'll make a post just as soon as I can. If.
Now for the weird part.
The first entity I ever met was 12 years ago when I lived on the farm. I was down and out there and decided to end things. At the moment that I was to do this, A being landed near me and it felt as if I was to fall to my face. She said 3 words that I'll never forget. "No, Rafe... No!" Well, it was my real name but you get the picture. After she told me those 3 words, I resolved to get help for myself, and I did. She was only here for about 5 seconds, but it felt like an eternity.
Why does this story matter?
I'm wondering if this angelic lady might have more in store for me in the future, in the end of my life. I can't put a finger on it, but it seems plausible.
See, I have felt parts of a spirit touching me in a loving, friendly way... my hair, hugging me, etc. Just wisps of a touch here or there...
But nothing sexual. And that's been months worth. Still... something's familiar.
Maybe I'll pray to help this all be sorted good and true. Lets see what that does.
It's worth noting that she contacted me in my dreams like the old days.
I am still struggling with medical problems as of late.
Also I'm going to be updating this post as things change.
Brightest Blessings,
Rafe GB
Edit: She left far longer than was normal, I think she's gone. I redid the summoning just to either make my connection with her stronger, or to connect with a new one.
I THINK that I've connected with a new one and if so she's taking it real slow. Last night I dreamed of conversing with a lady spirit twice in the same dream. She was bright and loveable if that can even be the terms that I can describe her with.
So, here I am, one day at a time. I'll keep this updated unless something merits a whole new post...
1/8/2022 Nope. Appears to be a fluke. I don't feel her anymore.
