I have sought to stay positive in my pursuit of understanding the spirit realm because I believe that what I think and intend is what I will experience, and I prefer happy vs. sad, and interesting vs. scary. I also feel that everything, if truly understood, is no longer valued good or bad, but as adhering to its own agenda. And if one entity's agenda conflicts with another entity's agenda, that is when it seems "bad" one to the other.

A good example that came to me yesterday due to my recent experiences is... a virus. If it hurts or threatens our lives, a virus seems "bad". Though the virus itself is not intrinsically bad and is only going about its own agenda trying to survive and reproduce, it is opportunistic. And, it doesn't mean we want to welcome it.

I have recently had two remembered episodes with "opportunistic" spirit entities. Both occurred during a shallow level of sleep.

The first episode happened about a month ago. As I fell asleep, I stated my intention to learn and explore the greater reality as I often do. And I have had some very interesting and enriching experiences by asking to interact with helpful entities. This particular night, I perhaps worded it wrong (but I did indeed learn from the experience, and that is what I was after). I tried to be creative so I said I would like to communicate with someone and that I would let "the source" decide who. To this I clairaudiently heard, "Splendid", but it was more like Mr. Burns saying "Excellent".

Trusting as I do, I drifted to sleep and I proceeded to have an experience that was somewhat unpleasant. I found myself outside the house by my neighbour's rose garden in a reality that looked identical to waking reality. In fact, it was dark outside and every detail was precise. I even noticed the stones that lined the garden and all the details of the grass and glow of the street light. I had this vision of a featureless little entity. He was basically all white and as if modeled from clay. His image was represented as sitting on a modeled, throne-like chair. He proceeded to manipulate me in a sexual manner upon which I woke up feeling rather violated.

The second episode happened when I fell asleep yesterday. It was virtually the same type of incident. But this time it took place inside the house, in the bathroom, and it was so realistic that when I was finally awake in full consciousness, I could have sworn that I had already been up and had actually walked to the bathroom earlier. I even remember vividly looking into the mirror and all of the details of the room. This time I did not see the entity, nor had I made any requests for interactions, but I experienced the same type of manipulation and feeling of sexual violation.

As I analyzed the experience, I received the word "incubus". I intellectually knew it was a word connected with demon, but as always, I looked it up for the precise definition and found it quite fitting: "an incubus (plural incubi) is a demon in male form that lies upon sleepers, especially women, with intent of sex...experienced as if in a dream".

After the first encounter, I was prompted to defeat any fear I felt in falling back to sleep (mostly I just felt yucky ), by opening myself up and allowing the fear to dissolve into my strength, becoming diluted and thus gone. It was an excellent technique. I imagine this sounds strange, all of it, but this is a fairly straight-forward glimpse into my mind and an example of my experiences.