This post has been de-listed
It is no longer included in search results and normal feeds (front page, hot posts, subreddit posts, etc). It remains visible only via the author's post history.
I want to start this off with admitting Iāve never worked in demonology. Please forgive me and correct me if I use the wrong terminology or anything like that. I used to heavily work with folk magick, but it was never for invocation related to this. Iāve always been very supportive of the idea of demons and angels, and itās something Iāve considered practicing since I was little.
I learned of Bune maybe three years ago through some online studies and have been extremely interested since.
Last year, living in my old house, my husband and I experienced a few nights of pictures and heavy mirrorās falling off of the wall specifically above our heads. Things falling from walls in unexplained ways isnāt new to me. I grew up in a very spirit active house and had issues with that later in life in different settings. Iāve worked a lot with this to heal, now assuming maybe my trauma or actions were inviting negative entities. I digress, one of the nights where things were falling off of the wall, I had an extremely long and deep dream.
In this dream ( Iāll try to recollect as much as I can because I didnāt write it down in a journal ), I was lost in unfamiliar woods. The ground was covered in live snakes and I was collecting old books ( grimoires maybe ) throughout the area. The sky was red and clouded with a dark fog. I remember having a sense of urgency, as if I needed to help someone and if I was looking for someone. I remember a woman in this dream, who felt like my friend and I followed her through the woods. The dream was long, and had many other elements later, but it was pretty extreme so I donāt want to make mistakes when recalling how it went. The reason I knew Bune had to have been related to this was because throughout the entirety of the dream, there was a humming and consistent symbol clash sound to the name Bune. It consistently repeated throughout the dream, āBune, Bune, Bune, ā¦ā and didnāt stop until I woke up. The voice was like a chant of a crowd. I canāt forget about this dream like I forget most. I think about it constantly as if it was a message for me.
Can anyone give me any insight on this?
Subreddit
Post Details
- Posted
- 9 months ago
- Reddit URL
- View post on reddit.com
- External URL
- reddit.com/r/Demonolatry...