Evil

My process over the years has caused me to create a new definition of evil, and this understanding evil has only left me with one option; deliver myself from it. Evil is not to be trifled with, considered as an option, negotiated with, or contemplated in any way. I came to recognize that “Deliver us from evil” is the wisest prayer I could possibly pray.

 

The definition of evil;

Any thoughts or feelings or actions that are less than uplifting.

 

The definition of strength;

To stand in discernment, not allowing evil into your thoughts or feelings or actions.

 

The definition of weakness;

Allowing thoughts, feelings and actions that falsely proclaim to be strength – and are less than uplifting – to wander to-and-fro through your life.

 

It seems almost outrageous to call a simple thought that’s not uplifting “evil”, but I no longer have any choice. If I crack that door, if I let down my guard, if I make my thoughts and feelings negotiable, then I’m not hearing heaven, I’m hearing hell. And the difference between heaven and hell can be very subtle. I compare the subtle, soft, negative whisper of lower energies (hell) to a biting fly. Flies that are not going to bite you – which are flies that don’t need anything from you – make a lot of noise and fly right in your face. You can hear them coming, you swing at them, they drive you crazy. They have no mechanism that puts them into stealth mode. Because to them, you are just another blob to land on and see if there’s anything on you they can eat. They’re just flying around looking for food and are buzzing around you just like they buzz around everything else. But, if it’s another kind of fly that wants – and needs – something from you, a fly that wants your blood, it has to be very sneaky. A biting fly somehow flies by you without a sound. Then it lands without offering the slightest sensation to your bare skin where it has landed. Until finally… you feel the pain, and it’s too late, it has already had its feast. This is the subtlety of evil.

 

The following is a journal entry from a spontaneous writing event after a deep meditation and expands on the theory of ‘biting fly’ energy. It very poignantly relays my beliefs about the collective negativity that resides here on this earth;

 

Journal entry – 6/16/13;

There are an almost infinite number of lower energies on this earth so single-minded, so self-absorbed, so selfish, that they only want what they want. They have no other thoughts or feelings. They have no morality. They don’t care if they are hurting me. They are the embodiment of ancient unfulfilled needs created by the life they once lived. They were abandoned. Discarded like an old coat by their host soul who left this realm, leaving their pitiful creation; a needy, hopeless, helpless entity that has to cling to any living being of like energy in a feeble attempt to live out its pointless existence through someone else’s life. They will never change. They will never adapt. They will never consider another option. They will never look at anything from a different perspective. They are pariahs. They are parasites. Eckart Tolle calls them “pain bodies”. I call them evil. They latched onto me at 4 or 8 or 12 or 40 years old – or yesterday – when my unfulfilled pain felt familiar and they thought they could cling on and guide me down their painful path of unrequited love, or my anger at having been overlooked, or my determination to demand attention, or any other emotion created by pain or fear. Regardless of the unique vibrational tone that I sent through the universe by whatever struggle I faced, a perfectly matching entity appeared to ride my wave of destructive emotions for the rest of my life so that it could feel what it wanted to feel and justify what it wanted to justify. Whispering in my unsuspecting ear, every note of its siren song… until one day I turned within to see and hear its hurtful rhetoric as something other than myself, something evil. Until this moment, I’ve lived without knowing that not only are there destructive entities in me and around me, but that they want the very worst for me, which is the very best for them. They are… ‘legions, for we are many’.

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This is why any tiny change is incredibly hard. Negative energies have never let anything go, and they don’t know how. They lived a life where they held onto their pain at all costs. Then they fell away from the light upon their death to avoid letting go at all costs. Then they clung to you, attempting to keep you from letting go at all costs. There’s nothing you can do or say that will convince them let go, but you can change your energy to a frequency they no longer can tolerate.

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This is the cycle of life and death on this earth. I don’t presume to like it, but I’m not in charge. I only work here. I can’t compete with the energies of 16,000 souls that leave this earth every day. I can’t make those 16,000 lives stop and think before they die, every day, and receive the healing they require, so that they may not only heal for their own sake, but for the sake of all beings living and dying on this planet. I can’t convince them to, as the signs say in the national parks; “leave it better than you found it”. My only job is the discernment of my own thoughts and feelings and actions to reflect the prayer, “deliver us from evil”.