Hey ON,
So its been a long story.
I was attacked (July 2021) by Beelzebub *by a mage that sent him after me and I didn‘t close the deal really well last year.
I have been under on-off attack by other karmic acquaintances that are mages and witches,
and I believe I was busy in my past lives making many enemies but had just as many lovers, to be fair here.
Beelzebub showed up few days ago and said things of the nature, that he COULD intercede for me in terms of the mage and reverse the damage or… WELL, he could kill me too.
The next day I suffered horrible stomach ache.
My dear friend Norse invervened. Things got heated but they agreed on me and Beelzebub talking before he dishes out more of his „gifts“.
It seems like it could be a past life pact, with Beelzebub becoming very pushy.
Same day later Beelzebub agreed to help the stomach pain and it GOT better which proved to me his involvement in my misery in the first place and actually got me closer to solving the riddle.
Interestingly 3 days ago I was in Lilith ritual space and was told to take a selfie by … something.
It was not Lilith.
On the picture my head looks like a skull… very much Vodemort.
I was worried.
„I am one with death essence, and its my water, and my wound. I will infect you, I will cleanse you“.
I thought it was an ancestor and also the words came off a little bit diplaced.
Beelzebub? Are we playing hide and seek?
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Yesterday after being literally so sick of it I called on him and played some death metal laying on my bed. No offerings, beside the music.
I called him and asked questions about our agreement and so on.
I was greeted with a dark yet colorful kaleidoscope of what seems to be flashbacks, smells, sounds, confusing words. It turned black in the end.
„I have been with you for a long time but you didnt pay attention,
I did everything to get it (attention) And its what I want. I want you to PAY attention. And I am not very content.“.
His last remark was that I am „lovesick“, said with a sly smile. But the main point was that healing and destroying are two sides of the same coin. Nothing new here. Disappointed. There is no reason to be scared. I told him, I have learned that Lesson by now. „Good.“ he said. Dry.
I did have enemies. Mage was one in our past life also having his pact with Beelzebub.
One part of the shared deal was to do something in this life which we will never fullfill, because we have beef. That will not change.
The topic is intersecting with another thing which is my long illness too. Another health issue.
Just as I am typing this a tiny fly flew into my face.
This evening I heard his voice mocking me. That was enough of an impulse to make me start this journal. The interactions feel ambivalent at best.
The song he chose:
„We’re dying
For our souls to learn
We’re dying
For our souls to burn
We’re dying
For our souls to learn
We’re dying“
Death threats or Lectures. I need to pay attention.
But now I am getting closer to understanding what he means.
I will get the obsidian (he asked for obsidian).
But he has to keep his word too.
I will not drag this into my next life.