RE: My Adventures - Five Months with a Poltergeist
Oh wow, it was a terrifying experience, but I was surprised when you said that you are a "hardened" man in these things.
You even tried to interact by leaving him that milk and chocolates, but it seems like it was a very antisocial, unfriendly thing to do.
When these things happen I also ask myself those questions, is it not our own mind? The most unpleasant thing I can perceive is not even the presence of that thing, but that it won't let you sleep...
I wonder if the fact that he returned, after breaking that "protection", was not more something of yours, that is, your conscience... Because perhaps you were clean before? If you think about it well, maybe not, as I believe no human being is in themselves, for the simple fact of being human. According to Christian doctrine, at least the one I know, we cannot be clean on our own, but this is like a gift from God to us.
Anyway, I admire your bravery and your patience, it is very unpleasant that they did not let you sleep in peace.
I really was "clean" for a while in Svitlovodsk—just because I arrived in a new city and initially didn't know anyone there until I met some new women. Of course, I had been with women before that (I arrived there at 34 and left at over 35).
I think that if this were just the antics of my own consciousness or conscience, similar appearances would have happened in other apartments, and I would have "brought" that poltergeist home with me to Oleksandriia. Of course, there is also the option that it could have followed me as a conscious entity, but no. It stayed in that apartment. Here at home in Oleksandriia, in my apartment, nothing like that happens, so I don't think I have any hallucinations (besides, the landlord of the apartment in Svitlovodsk confirmed that previous tenants also complained about that poltergeist). Moreover, the bite on my leg was a very real wound that others saw as well. So I still wonder what that creature was. On one hand, it could have been invisible and passed through walls, but on the other hand, it could materialize enough to bite me if it wanted to. So it wasn't a poltergeist in the classical sense; I don't know what it was (I'm just describing what I experienced).