I've been afflicted with sleep paralysis since I was a kid. As a kid, it was never anything bad, I'd panic as I tried to wake myself and breath.
In my mid twenties it went dark. I had an episode in the middle of the night with a demon. I woke up attempting to throw a punch at this entity that was pure evil. I wanted them out of my house. Over the years I had a few other creepy/dark encounters. They were rare and only happened maybe once a year.
That was the case for years, until this winter. I had three nights in a row of very evil episodes with these dark entities. I was at my wits end. I prayed. I prayed ephesians 6:10-18. Asked the lord to help me fight and defeat them.
It stopped. That very night I had the best night's sleep that I've had in a long time.
The lord will protect you, just ask.
How about a swank one-room bachelor pad with a vaulted ceiling?🐸
I mean if that's where Cuzzo lives, ok