(terror in the night)
I awake in the dark of summer’s night
Sweat rolls down my face
Though it is cold and dank
Fear grips my heart like an iron trap
And shadows move in the dim grey light.
I am clothed but not in mine own
Cement walls tower around me like a prison
And I cower in the wet corner of this foreign space.
Where am I?
My last recall I was home in my bed
Safe in my room
Under cover and summer breeze whispering through screen.
Am I in a dream?
Have I died and gone to hell?
I hear something crawling, dragging in the dark
Feet and hands bound
Panic, on edge and frozen in time.
Vague memory flits through my head,
The sound of my window screen moving-
A sharp pain in my neck.
Movement now comes from different areas of the dark
I am not alone in hell.
Shuffling slips across dank cement
A sightless torment
Hair stands on my neck
Will I die from fear?
Contorted faces of demons approach
Closing in on me
Trapped in my corner I cannot escape.
Over and over they come,
Over and over they taunt
Till my young heart pounds like thunder.
Then the claws reveal
Tearing at my clothes that are not mine
Until I am naked.
Horrid sounds echo in my head
And poles strike me out of the shadows.
Screaming, panic, pain
My voice is not timid.
Calling for mother, for father
Save me from the wicked.
Their iron grips clamp down on my joints
Crushing pain racks my body.
Dragged across cement floor by my bound feet
Fighting to be free, to run.
Suspended in black air with dim grey light
Held up from my bonds by demon hands
Over inky black water.
Red gnarled faces peering up at me from this abyss
Ice runs through my veins
And paralysis takes me when I am released.
Falling into the ink
Held under forever.
Life slips from my body like ash into night’s sky.
Panic consumes all that I am.
Something slimy and long shares the abyss,
Moving, alive in this death.
My body twitches and I scream in silence
As the 7 years of my young life fade.
I become the dark, the inky blackness
Then gasping in terror and agony
I am on the cement again.
Water pumped out my lungs
And demon face above me
Pale white with red eyes.
Savior that has brought me back to hell.
Blood drips onto my face
From the smiling demon mouth.
Sharp stab in my neck…
I awake in a cold sweat in my bed
Warm summer breeze blowing through my screen
And the clock reads 4 in the morning.
My heart is cold and my hair wet,
Naked I quickly look for my pajamas
And find them neatly folded in my drawer.
My body hurts and my joints are stiff in pain.
Back in bed calling for mom,
It’s hard, my lungs are raspy
I cough as water comes out.
When she comes I cannot speak
Terror grips my voice as she comments on my sweaty hair,
But I’m not hot, I’m cold like ice
With the memory of hell branded in my mind.
I stare at the window while she hugs me
Wondering if they will come for me again.
Weeks pass and another summer night in my bed.
I awake to the white face staring down at me,
They have returned and my blood runs cold,
They have returned
The men in masks…
by White Wolf Von Atzingen
(a true event from my past)
This is but one of many memories that I have had to deal with in my life. The only reason I have been able to grow and evolve to higher states of being while increasing my energy (frequency) is because of the Release and Transformation techniques that I teach. I do them daily and many times a day at that. Some of you who have read my book called Shadow Scorpion I know have wondered how I managed to reclaim my life and mind after such atrocities. The Release and Transformation techniques that I now teach are one of the many reasons that I have been able to attain my current life position. It isn’t easy, it never is, but to truly heal is it vital. I can attest to that 100%.
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